#but the chair is so comfortable and she's so very tired!!!!! UGH

[jackienatist]

this was my 9/11

[slytherinshua]

MRS. SCROOGE VS KIM DONGHYUN

genre. comfort. warnings. implied that reader has depression and depressive thoughts throughout the fic. reader uses humour to make their depression seem lighthearted. not proofread. pairing. leehan x reader. wc. 762. request. requested by anon for #39: "don't listen to the voices in your head, listen to mine." a/n. i love leehan :( the way hes the best in bonedo at emotions and like the therapist ugh i love him so much!!! also this was very inspired by personal experience. net. @onedoornet

Donghyun knew something was up with you when he found you sitting in front of the fish tank instead of in your room. As the co-parent of the fishies, of course it was normal for you to check up on them. But zoning out in front of them? That was a Donghyun thing.

“What’s up?” He asked, pulling up a chair beside you, mirroring the position you were sitting in with your arms wrapped around your knees.

“The sky.” You mumbled, giving your boyfriend a mere glance before your gaze moved back to the shrimp at the bottom of the tank.

Donghyun sighed, “I know you’ve been stressed out lately. I just wanted to know if there was anything I could do to help. You don’t have to tell me if you don’t feel like it.” He told you, also looking at the tank, knowing eye contact might have the opposite effect of the one he wanted.

You huffed, “The voices, Donghyun.”

Donghyun raised an eyebrow, “The voices?” 

You bit the inside of your cheek and turned to him, “The ones that tell me I’m useless and that nobody cares about me. You know the ones— annoying little devils, but they’re so convincing.” 

Donghyun hummed in understanding, a sad smile on his face. He adored you and the way you described things, even the little depression dementors that tormented you. You were so full of life despite how much you suffered. From the moment he first saw you until now, you amazed Kim Donghyun.

“Don’t listen to that voice inside your head, listen to mine.” He said, reaching for your hand. You met his eyes skeptically, not sure what your boyfriend had up his sleeve. But you were sure it was something. If there was one thing you were sure of, it was that Donghyun never failed to surprise you. He was always unexpected.

“I love you. I think you’re amazing, you know? No matter what, I’m always going to be here for you. Even when you don’t think you deserve it or when you wish you could just disappear. Trust me, if I wanted to leave— if I didn’t actually love you— I would’ve been long gone by now.” He told you, his voice confident, reassuring, loving.

And you wanted to believe him. You wanted to cling onto every word that left his mouth and believe them like they were gospel. You wanted to kiss him senseless and forget about the rotten world you were blessed enough to meet him in. But that voice inside your head said otherwise, fighting off the words your boyfriend told you, labelling them as lies, as promises that he would break just like everyone had before. You weren’t worth it. You weren’t worth anyone’s care or love. There was no way Donghyun actually—

“Y/n. What did I say? Don’t listen to the voice. What’s his name anyway?”

“Her name, actually. Mrs. Scrooge. She’s Scrooge’s grumpier wife. She’s insufferable.” You said, a little smile playing on your lips.

“Mrs. Scrooge? Must be tiring having to host that old lady in your pretty head.” Donghyun smiled, a mix of amusement and sadness in his voice. You just nodded, finally cracking a proper smile. “Well, tell Mrs. Scrooge that she’s not invited to this discussion.” Donghyun added, giving your hand a squeeze.

“Alright. I think she’ll go to bed for the night if I ask her.” You mumbled, staring back at the corydoras swimming around without a thought in the tank. They didn’t know how awful the world was— they only knew Donghyun and his perfectly caring nature. You wished you were a fish. But that would be impossible. At least you had Donghyun regardless.

“I love you. Thanks for getting her to go to sleep. She’s a real headache.” You mumbled, starting to stand up. Donghyun followed your movements, walking behind you to the kitchen.

“Are you feeling better?” He asked gently.

You hummed, “A lot better. Thank you.” 

Donghyun smiled, heart now at ease. He opened his arms for you and you fell into them, letting Donghyun bury his nose in your hair, pressing occasional kisses to the top of your head. 

The world was rarely kind to you, and some days it felt as if you were beaten so low to the ground that giving up and collapsing completely would be the better choice. But, no matter what, Donghyun always found you and offered you his hand, helping you up again with a reassuring smile and a promise to always be by your side.

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[my-great-big-book-of-fan-fiction]

The Taming of Man: chapter two - Dragon Shifting!Katsuki Bakugou x F!reader

Yet another chapter of this getting cranked out, slowly waiting for burnout to catch up to me :/ Hope you Enjoy!

ONCE AGAIN, This is incredibly based on the song The Willow Maid by Erutan, I highly recommend giving it a listen for the best experience.

Warnings: Cursing, reader is She/Her and will be AFAB in later chapters, Shirtless Katsuki, and copious amounts of grass-touching

words: 2,684

"Do you vow allegiance to your land?"

"I do."

"Do you vow allegiance to your people?"

"I do."

"Do you vow to never leave, and to spend every day hereafter in your country?"

"..."

"ugh," your handmaid Ururaka sighed, shaking her head and shutting the aged book in her lap. "You can't hesitate! How do you expect to be crowned if you hesitate," she scolded, her brow furrowing.

"I know, I know," you groaned, hanging your head in your hands. It was going to be your 20th birthday in a month, and as princess of the fae you would have to go through your coronation to become queen of the fae. you have to make an oath, the same oath you were just practicing, in order to be placed on the throne. The people took this very seriously, and if they sensed you were being disingenuous they wouldn't allow your crowning.

"I just...what if there's good out there? what if things have changed?" You peered at your trusted servant seated across from you from between your fingers, watching as she looked displeased and sighed again. "And what if there's not? You know what happened, you've heard the stories," she explained, gentle yet firm.

You sat back up, looking out through the baby-blue stained window right next to you. You watched as children played in the courtyard, golden glitter shooting from their fingers as they "shot" at each other. Pegasus' pulled wagons of fruit and grain in, men and women unloading them and carrying the bags into the door that led to the royal kitchen. Life was so quaint, so perfect, so comfortable, and yet so...boring.

"I don't see the issue if I already go out there," you grumbled, crossing your arms with eyes locked on the scene before you. Ochako rubbed her tired eyes, quite frankly sick of your bullshit, and just stood from her chair. "You know the issue, a Queen doesn't leave her people," she said pointedly, coming around behind you and beginning to braid your hair into a bun. The tension was going to give you a headache, you just knew it.

your lips pressed together at her words, and sighing in defeat you said, "fine...but I'm not a queen yet." Ochako let out a sniff of amusement, smiling a little to herself. "you know how your mother would feel if I let you go," she reasoned, scooping a little gel from a container on the vanity behind her and slicking back your baby hairs.

"well yeah, that's what secrets are for," you laughed, wincing a little as you felt your hair twist in her skilled hands. Ochako was silent for a moment, seemingly weighing her options. "...don't expect me to lie if you get caught."

You nodded eagerly, and she gave an affirming nod back as she finished your hair. "There," she said in an accomplished tone, happy with the bun, and you stood to hug her. "Thank you," you exclaimed, grabbing your basket and rushing out. You'd want to wash your clothes, you loved how the water made them feel. "It's not like I'm allowed to say no anyways," she called after you, raising and dropping her arms dejectedly.

You zoomed past servants and scholars, your bare feet pounding against the opal halls of the palace you called home. Room after room you passed, the library, the billiards room, the study, all to get to the window just before the stairs. After all, why go down 5 flights of stairs when you could hop out a window? You popped it open, looking down to check if that abandoned wagon was still there, and blithely hopped out. Your sage green skirt and white underskirts caught a little wind, blinding you for a second, before you landed on the wagon full of hippogriff down.

You didn't feel a thing, although the pile was difficult to climb out of. You plunged your hand into the dense fluff, grabbing a rope before clambering out of the feathers. Your feet sunk into mud as you walked towards the giant wall that protected the castle, the white material gleaming in the sun. You threw the rope over the side, listening for the sound of metal hitting metal as the weighted end clanged against an anchor. Perfect.

Tugging it first to be sure it was secure, you began to climb up the side of the wall, your corset making it increasingly uncomfortable. Your feet stuck a little to the wall, thankfully not slipping, and it took you a full minute to climb all the way to the top. Once you reached it, you stood for a second surveying the area, taking a breath of fresh air and watching for anyone who might see you.

Seeing nobody, you grinned and jumped down, knees bending as you hit the ground. You began to run, giggling happily and undoing the bun Ochako worked so hard on. You were practically flying, running far from the palace that kept you feeling imprisoned. You could feel the eyes of the birds and chipmunks, you could hear them giggling with you.

You started to slow down, your legs beginning to hurt, and you stopped to sit on a rock. Catching your breath, you looked around, examining the forest you called your second home. The sun dappled through the trees, the grass releasing a gold shimmer with each disturbance, and the scent of the spindling vines covered in white flowers citric and sweet.

You smiled, stretching a little and standing back up. From now on, you walked leisurely, sure no one would catch up to you, even if they realized you were gone. While walking, you began to hum, singing the song of your country. It was ingrained in your history, a legend many took incredibly seriously. You yourself believed it, but you didn't think it was so relevant now.

It took you a while, but you finally reached the babbling brook you were so fond of. It shimmered different colors from different angles, sometimes purple, sometimes red, sometimes every color in between. You kept walking down the side of it, singing your song the whole way, until you reached the perfect spot. In the very center of this part of the stream was a ring of water club mushrooms, each cluster a different color.

Carefully, you balanced on rocks peaking out the top of the brook, not wanting to fall and get swept away. Once you reached the circle, you took a deep breath, holding it and hopping into the center.

Suddenly, you were underwater, slowly treading up to the surface. You reached the top, swallowing up air and climbing out. The second you left the water, you and your clothes were dry, as was your basket. You looked around, taking in the smell of the multicolored flowers. You set down your basket on the giant tree stump, its number of rings somewhere in the thousands, and skipped through the flowers and to the trees as you sang your song. "See me now, oh ray of light in the moondance," you sang, hitting each note perfectly. It always satisfied you when you could do that.

You grabbed at the pink Tea Fruit hanging low on the branches, taking a bite. It was something like the mix between a pear and a plum, rich flavor with a crispy crunch. The juice dribbled down your chin, staining your shirt, and you smiled as you took a couple more to snack on while you sat.

Making your way to the giant stump and singing your tune the whole way, you plopped down and ate your fruit, listening to the sound of the forest. Birds joined you in song, fluttering down and sitting with you. You gave them the core of your fruit, allowing them to peck at it. A deer pranced in, a deer you knew well. You pressed your forehead to hers, staring into her big, clear eyes. You held a fruit to her mouth, smiling as she gladly took it and settled at your feet.

The next couple hours went like this, enjoying the sun, fresh air, and water. Animals came and went as they pleased. The scent of wild flowers filled your nostrils. All the while you sang your song, and all the while you thought about the outside. You had never gone farther than the little ring of trees, and any time you tried to look much farther, all you could see was mist.

As much as you wanted to explore, it unsettled you. Something primal told you no, told you to stay in your safe little field...and yet something else a little louder told you something was out there for you. Something big. You sighed, looking up towards the sky and shaking your head. You restarted your song for what felt like the billionth time, not even questioning why you wouldn't stop. You just...did. You felt like you were preforming for a waiting crowd.

Treading the water with your feet, you watched that same glittering effect change and shift. Suddenly, the once twittering birds around you fluttered, flying off in groups. You watched in confusion, looking towards the opposite direction of the flock, wondering if you should be scared too. You could hear footsteps, and smell the scent of blood.

Your singing stopped, and you looked even closer. You could just barely see the outline of a man, and despite your better judgment you got up and walked closer. Now you could see him completely, he was a man who was incredibly attractive. He looked like the sun.

His hair was light blonde, glowing even, and his eyes, fuck, those eyes. Sharp and intense ruby red, like he held the manifestation of pure passion in them. His build was strong, each and every muscle chiseled and defined, especially noticeable as he was lacking a shirt. You could see scales trailing up his forearms, an orange-red and nearly translucent. Lastly, a chain of animal tooth, amber, and cat's eye hung on his neck...

You knew what he was. You knew what The Dragonborne did to your people...You should be scared...but, this Dragonborne hasn't done anything, right? And this feeling in your chest, the swelling of emotion like destiny was pulling on your heartstrings, it didn't mean nothing, right?

Katsuki was surprised to see you notice him, and twice as surprised to see you walk towards him. What was he thinking, coming all the way out here? This was crazy. He shouldn't fear you...He didn't fear you! who said that?

"Hey," he barked, stepping closer to you. You didn't back down. "Hey," you said inquisitively, your hands twitching a little as you wanted to reach out and touch him. "W-who are you," he growled, a little bit of steam blowing out of his nose. stuttering? what, was he five? He cursed himself in his head, hating that he of all people would fall nervous in front of a beautiful woman.

"Who are you," you countered, at this point you were just echoing what he was saying. You shook your head, not wanting to be so...annoying. "I-I'm (Y/n)," you blurted out, sticking your hand out for him to shake. he pushed it to the side, getting closer and crossing his arms. "How did you get here? Where are you from," he interrogated, staring you down.

You just stared back, not one to be intimidated, and pursed your lips a little. "uh, I swam, and Gildflå," you chortled, a little attitude in your tone as you gestured vaguely to the creek. He looked where you pointed, glancing back and forth as his scowl deepened. Who the fuck does this chick think she is? He's never heard of any Gildflå, and he knows every country in the world. "You think I'm joking," he scoffed, glaring daggers at you.

"No...I mean, if you are, you're not very funny," you tittered, looking past him now. "And I could ask you the same thing, where are you from, how did you get here?" He rolled his eyes, but answered all the same. "I'm from Forrmidūl, and I walked." He was nothing if not honest. "What's Forrmidūl?" You didn't know? nobody this side of the planet didn't know. "alright, now you're joking." You laughed and shook you head, walking back to the stump and taking a seat. He followed without even thinking, like a lost puppy, and sat next to you. "I wish I was. I'm not really from here," you sighed.

...you really weren't from here. Katsuki knew when people were lying, he could smell it, and he couldn't smell the sweet yet bitter scent of deception on you. He took your appearance, from the roots of your hair to the tips of your toes, completely enamored. You wore a ring that had engravings of a language he's never heard before, inlaid with gemstones he's never seen.

"...You're a faerie." He didn't sound shocked, or happy, or devious. He was just making a statement, an observation. You looked away from him, down at your hands, and smiled a little. "aaand you're a Dragonborne," you sighed, glancing back at him. "...What's it like," you ask quietly, brows creasing with confusion, perhaps even desperation. "What's what like," he grumbled, patience as thin as ever.

"Out there," you stated, tilting your head towards where he came from. You were so clueless, he almost felt bad for you. almost. He rolled her eyes, looking down at the water. "Dangerous. 's not a place little faerie girls who don't know shit," he said scornfully.

You laughed a little, looking up at the sky as it began to slowly fade into orange. "Well...What if you made me know shit," you offered, looking over at him with pleading eyes. Now it was his turn to laugh, his eyes meeting yours. "Yeah? What'd I get in return?"

you hummed in thought, bringing your knees to your chest. "I could...heal that," you said with a teasing tone, pointing at his wounds. He was about to just scoff and get up to leave, but something in him told him to accept. He wanted to spend more time with you.

"...You know magic," he asked gruffly. You nodded eagerly, gold flakes coming from the tips of your fingers just to prove it. "I can make potions too," you proposed, wanting any reason to both learn about the outside and keep spending time with him.

He thought for a moment, looking at the water as he did so. People who could do magic so easily were rare, if not impossible to find. "...every day you bring me a potion of my choosing, I'll give you a lesson."

You grinned widely and practically jumped up with joy, immediately giving him a squeezing hug. "Thankyouthankyouthankyou," you squealed. He was stunned for a moment, but quickly pushed you off. "yeah yeah, I'm the best, whatever, shut up," he groaned, standing up. "Bring me a healing potion tomorrow, and I'll teach you then."

you nodded happily, that gorgeous smile unwavering. "Will you be shirtless tomorrow too," you teased, your eyes holding mischief. He froze, shocked for a second, before turning scarlet and growling. "You want this or not," he shouted, practically foaming at the mouth.

You just laughed, waving him off as he walked back to the woods and kept his arms crossed over his chest. You were just about to leave too, when you realized something important. "Wait!"

He begrudgingly turned around, shouting, "what," as loud as you were. "What's your name," you asked, a curious look on your face. He paused, pressing his lips together. "...You gonna cast a spell on me or somthin'?"

You chuckled, you never knew such a myth existed here. "No, You're just hot and I figured that'd be important," you called back. He tensed, redness flooding from his face to his neck, before whipping around towards the forest. "It's Katsuki," he grumbled, hands stuffed in his pockets.

You laughed, yelling, "Byeee Katsuki!"

Stupid girl. Doesn't even know how good his name sounded coming from her damn mouth.

Stupid feelings.

Ahhhh it's startingggg! please please please let me know how you feel, is it bad, is it good, are you completely confused, etc. I just love getting feedback, and if you have any questions please direct them to my Ask Me Anything box :)

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[luza-wayne]

no one knows.

Suna Rintarou x Reader

Word Count: 2.1k

A/N: This one's from my FB acc. Liked it, so posted it here too. Have a good day everyone! <;33

He's there.

As usual, he has droopy eyes that seem like he's always sleepy and tired.

But, who knows if he really is? 

It's lunch and of course, he's sitting in the cafeteria with one of the Miya's, Osamu and their other classmates.

He uses his phone in one hand and the other holding the chopsticks, lazily feeding himself, while he scrolls at something on the gadget.

It seems like he found something interesting that he called for his friends' attention and showed them his phone. They all laughed together.

Despite his appearance, he's very friendly. Not the type that befriends everyone he crosses paths with, but the one that will accompany and joke around with you, once he gets comfortable with you.

I wonder if I can get close to him too— That's... impossible. I can't even talk to him! Let alone tell my friends that I like him!

I gotta keep it a secret for now.

The bell rings and it's time to go back to your room. Meaning, it's also time for him to go back.

NOO!

Lunchtime is too fast!

I wanna see Suna more! 

“(Y/n)? 'Ya okay?” Your friend asked, interrupting your train of thoughts.

Oh, shoot. That's right. I gotta keep it a secret for now, but I need to improve my relationship with Suna too! 

“Yeah! Sorry, I'm going to Sun— I mean, our room first!” You said and gave the cafeteria's tray back and slowly walked to his room's direction.

I'm going to peek at him before I go back to my room. I want some inspiration to get through this day! 

As you disappeared from the corner looking so determined, your friends looked at each other.

“Hey, about her crush on Suna…” One of your friends spoke. “How long are we supposed to act like we don't know it?” 

“Seems like she plans to tell us about it, let's just wait for her.” Another said and took the last spoonful of her meal and the rest let out a sigh in sync. “Hm?” 

“Just so 'ya know, I'm dying to tease her about her crush.” She replied as they headed to return to your guy's room.

“‘Ya know she'd die of embarrassment if 'ya tell her how she's trying her hardest to keep it a secret, when her actions speak for itself, haha.” 

“Okay, then once she admits about it, let's drag her in front of Suna!” They said and laughed. 

Eeek—! Huh? What's that?

“I just felt shivers down my spine. What's that?” You looked around and let out a relieved sigh when you thought that it was just the wind.

Before you walk through the aisle, you make sure to primp your hair and uniform.

You held your hair and placed it behind your ears, you peaked just above your hand trying to hide that you were actually looking. You immediately looked at where his seat was as soon as you passed by their door.

You see him sitting by the window, laughing with his friends again, behind him is Osamu eating onigiri.

Ugh! His faint smile! He looks so dreamy! 

Ah, shit. That's too much.

I should look away, gazing at him for too long is bad for my heart. His fineness is an overkill. He's a god sent.

I've done my mission. I gotta go back to my classroom, but I'll wash my face first. He's too hot, I think I'm sweating.

Gotta hurry, gotta hurry~ 

As soon as you passed their room, you skipped your way to the closest restroom.

Osamu looked at where you disappeared to the hallway. He finished his food first and drank his milk.

“Hey Suna,” He called to his friend.

Suna turned his head sideways, just the right amount to see the guy behind him over his shoulder. His previous chatmates went back to their respective chairs and he's just scrolling through his phone.

“So, about 'yer little admirer…” 

The middle blocker's lips immediately formed a smile.

“What? Cute, isn't she?” He answered and continued scrolling on his phone.

“‘Yer liking it, don't 'ya?” Osamu sighed as he wiped his hands with a tissue.

“What? You jealous?” Suna asks with a clear intention of pissing off the guy behind him. “I mean, I understand. Every guy probably wants to be in my position right now. Like come on, it’s (Y/n).”

“Anyways, I'm amazed how she firmly and made herself believe that no one knows about how she feels. I heard she does well in academics, but I guess it's not the same with love, seeing how she's acting. Well, I do think it's cute.” It must've been wrongly worded and maybe he didn't execute it the way he intended, that right now he can see how Suna's eyes looked at him in an icy yet deadly way.

“Don't 'ya worry. I'm not interested.” Osamu clarified and placed his elbow on the table and rested his cheeks on his palm. Hearing it, Suna's face somehow calmed down and went back to his phone.

“So? When will 'ya confess to her?” He asked lazily.

“What?” Suna asked Osamu, shock evident on his face.

“Huh? What?” The gray-haired twin asked.

“Am I that obvious? Even though I'm hiding it?” Suna put a hand above his mouth.

Gosh, they're the same. Osamu thought.

“Yes, 'ya were that obvious and I've never, even once, saw 'ya tried to hide it. Also, 'ya have an album in 'yer gallery full of pictures of her pictures from her social media. If I were her I'd be creeped out. 'Ya should ask for her permission first.” Osamu cracked out with an unamused look.

“You're right— Wait! Why do you know that?”

“When I was deleting the video of me doing dumb shits. I happened to look at it, though, I left 'Tsumu's, I only deleted mine.” He explained.

“Seems like I need to change my passcode,” Suna said and immediately went to his settings. 

“So, when?” Osamu once again questioned.

“Hm... Who knows? Maybe once she finally approaches me. She's always running away whenever she spots me walking towards where she is. If I try to approach her, she'll probably just run off as always.” Suna answered and finished changing his password.

“I wonder when that will be.” Osamu said and at the same time the door opened and their teacher came in.

•••

“It's finished!” Your friend shouted in joy as soon as your last subject teacher walked out of the door.

“My brain's fried.” The other one said and slumped on her desk, but then stood up as fast. “Let's do something fun!” She suggested. 

“Sounds nice.” You agreed and finished packing your things.

“Let's go, let's go! Let's decide what to do while walking.” Your friend said as she pulled you and your other friend out of your room.

While walking to the shoe locker, you reached for your phone and saw if you had any messages unread.

“(Y/n), what do you suggest?” She asked.

“Mhm.” You answered absentmindedly, being so focused on your phone.

“What?” Your friend asked if you were really listening.

“Yeah.”

Your two friends looked at each other and both grew a mischievous grin on their lips.

“Am I beautiful?”

“Yeah.”

“Me too, right?”

“Of course.”

“Then, do you like Suna?”

“I do. I want to get close to him, but I get too nervous and can't speak— HMM?!” You shot your head, looking back and forth between them.

“No— I— I was just kiddi—” 

They put a finger on your lips to shush you.

“If that's your problem, then we'll solve it for you.” They said, nodding to each other. 

“Wha—!?” 

You weren't able to finish it, as they wrapped their arms on both of yours. They dragged you with all their might. You tried to fight it, asking them what their plans were but they won't answer nor budge. When you reached the shoe locker, you felt their arms loosen, your lips formed a smile, thinking they're done, but oh were you wrong.

“Ouch!” You yelped when they suddenly pushed you and your back hit someone. 

“What are you two doing?! Sorry, sorry!” You apologized to the person, bowing. You looked back at your friends without even batting an eye on the person you bumped into.

“SORRY! BUT, WE'RE NOT REALLY SORRY!” Your friend shouted as they ran away.

“I THINK YOU'LL EVEN THANK US FOR THAT!” The other one said.

“Huh? What are you talking about?!” You asked them with a slightly higher voice since they're getting farther.

“SUNA! (Y/N) SAID SHE LIKES YOU! HAHAHAHA!” The two said together in chorus and then hid from your vision.

Huh?

Huh??

HUH?!? 

SUNA?! YOU MEAN THAT SUNA RINTAROU?!

THIS GUY BEHIND ME?! THE ONE I BUMPED INTO?! NO WONDER HE SMELLS GOOD! WAIT- NO!

Wait, wait, wait... (Y/n), let's calm down. Maybe they're just joking... maybe they're just joking... maybe they were—

“THEY WEREN'T JOKING!” You spouted when you turned around and saw Suna looking at you with shoes in his hand. 

You put your hands in your face, hiding the redness of it from who knows where it came from. 

Excitement because he's in front of you? Embarrassment because of how your friends threw you onto him? Or maybe it's because of how close he is? Well, all in all, he's connected to all the reasons. 

“Hey.” He greeted and continued to put away his indoor shoes.

You peeked through your fingers to look at him, when he met your eyes, you immediately buried your face deeper, if possible, in your palms.

“Why are you hiding your face?” He asked casually.

You shook your head vigorously as if your life depends on it. 

“Hm... Okay.” He replied and it was followed by silence between the two of you. Only the sounds of the other students making, chattering and laughing and some were even looking at you two, thanks to your friends making a scene and you just standing there with your hands on your face.

What is this awkwardness?!

Should I talk about something? No! Impossible! I'm too nervous to speak!

But, he's not making any noise either. Wait. Is he still there in the first place? 

You slowly parted your fingers again and opened your eyes. 

“Oh shit!” You cursed out of surprise.

He's still there! And, he's just looking at me! What should I do?! 

That's right. I should just run away!

I can't face him right now!

You then turned around and directed your feet where your friends disappeared and were still hiding there.

Sorry, my dear friends, but for now ABORT MISSION—! 

As soon as Suna noticed you moving, he immediately thought of exactly what you were thinking. He held your wrist tight enough to not let you slip off of his hand.

“Running away? You can’t.” He predicted. You were pulled back by it but tried your best not to bump into him again. You've done your utmost not to look up at him. Why? You'd faint.

NO! MY CHANCE OF ESCAPE!

“Um... Sorry, but... go… my hands…” Damnit! My voice is betraying me!

I need to get out of here!

“Hey, about what your friends said…” You've widened your eyes at what he said.

NO! I've even tried my best not to make anyone notice! Damn messages! 

But, I'm already here. There's no way I can escape from this anymore. 

You took one deep breath, deeper than any sea in the world. You held his wrist, the one holding you, with your free hand and squeezed it lightly.

“Sorry, but I think I like you, Suna.” You finally confessed after mustering up all the courage in your body.

Another silence from him followed you.

Ugh... Is this where I'd get rejected? 

And then he chuckled.

I knew it! I'd get rejected! Should I tell him it's just a joke?

You shut your eyes tightly but then felt a finger on your chin. You opened your eyes and felt Suna's thumb just below your lips.

And finally, after how many minutes... You finally looked at his face.

Even though the thought of getting rejected was just in your mind earlier, looking at him now, you don't even care if he'll trample over your feelings.

His grayish-yellow eyes… His combed down hair… His posture that sometimes kills you… It’s all making you go crazy over him.

“I knew it.... Suna, I really do like you.” You muttered softly staring right into his eyes.

His lips formed a smile.

He pulled your hand to his lips and kissed your knuckles.

“Yeah, I know.” He chuckled.

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So you DO like me?

about 1.6k words, just soft bickering

After some time of contemplating, Goo decides that he should at least check on Y/N.

He goes over to her and kneels down beside her as he slowly shakes her, trying to wake her up.

"Hey, Y/N," he says as he tries to speak to her in a calming voice.

He then waits to see her reaction to him trying to wake her up.

Y/N swats his hand away, still asleep, " go away," she whines. She then shifts to face the other side, crossing her arms. She drifts back to sleep.

Goo is slightly annoyed, leaning back as he observes Y/N's sleeping face.

Seeing no use in trying to force her to wake up, he decides to lay back down beside her on the bench.

"Ugh, she's such a pain in the ass," he mutters to himself, before closing his eyes as he waits for Y/N to eventually wake up.

After a while, Y/N wakes up. She stretches onto the bench, yawning. She then sits up, not caring for her surroundings for a bit.

As her eyes adjust, she looks around. She sees Goo, sitting up, sleeping onto the bench. She scratches her head, "since when was this ass here?" She snickers to herself.

She then slaps Goo awake, "what are you doing here?"

Goo jolts awake as he's slapped by Y/N. He looks over at her and sits back up.

"Jeez, you're still so annoying, that's all I gotta say," Goo sights, his tone sounding half-annoyed and half-bored of their interactions.

He then looks over at Y/N, and notices her laughing and yawning as she wakes up.

"I thought you were leaving?" he asks Y/N.

Y/N snickers. "You're annoying," she tells him.

"I thought you were supposed to be taking care of your brother, not me" she snaps back at him, annoyed and amused by his reaction. Did he really wait for her all night?

"Yeah, I'm so annoying," Goo answers in a sarcastic and bored tone.

"You know, you're not even supposed to be sleeping outside for too long. Where the hell do you live anyways?"

Goo is trying to see if there's anything going on with Y/N, considering how tired and how easily she drifted off.

"Well I did bring him home already, I was just waiting for you to wake up," he responds to her question.

Y/N looks at him weirdly, "I thought you hated me" she sys snickering as she starts to poke him.

"I live far away, ain't no way I'm walking all that," she tells him as she looks down the horizon. She then looks up at him once again.

"Yeah, I do hate you," he answers, trying to stay straight-faced, but struggling not to crack a smile.

"Where is your home? There can't be anywhere too far in this small area."

Goo looks at Y/N and continues to observe her, with a slight smile on his face, although he tries to look annoyed and uninterested in her.

Y/N swats her hands at him, "Why do you care huh? I can walk home myself. It's just...." she sighs dramatically.

"Very far," she pouts. She then stands up to face him, thinking.

"How about I stay with you for a bit?" She asks him, giving him puppy eyes.

Goo just looks at her and smiles to himself, knowing damn well he's gonna accept her offer of staying over at his apartment.

"Fine, you can stay for a bit," he says, his tone sounding slightly annoyed, but trying to play tough.

Goo doesn't seem too hesitant on allowing her to stay over at his apartment, which might indicate that he does like her being around, or at least enjoys seeing her being annoying.

Y/N giggles, "you do care about me," she says in a sing-songy tone as she walks into his apartment. She smirks at the fact that he didn't kick her out again.

She flops onto his couch, lying lazily. She looks up at him, "don't just stand there" she giggles.

Goo looks over at Y/N, seeing her comfortably laying down on the couch.

"Where do you expect me to sit? You're taking up the whole damn couch."

He says somewhat in a joking tone, as he sits on a chair near the couch.

He looks at Y/N, who seems to be giggling at her annoying behavior.

"God, you really are the most annoying person I've met," Goo speaks to Y/N in a teasing way, while smiling to himself.

Y/N giggles as she sits up properly. She then pats the seat next to her, "come on," she giggles playfully.

"YOU'RE the annoying one," she tells him. They had always fought and bickering. Even getting into heated arguments, like last night. Somehow, she always finds herself going back to him.

Goo looks over at Y/N, who's waiting for him to sit next to her.

He then sighs and takes the cue from her, sitting down on the seat she patted for him.

"Oh, so now you're demanding that I sit next to you," he asks her, his tone sounding half-serious.

Goo doesn't seem to mind sitting down next to Y/N as he smiles at her, while also trying to stay annoyed at the same time.

"What do you want now? Why do you want me to sit next to you anyways?"

Y/N smiles as she looks up at Goo. Who knew he could be like this? He was always displaying that stupid cold attitude of his, but what changed today?

She then lays her head on his shoulder, knowing he would just push her off. Like he always does.

Y/N lays her head on his shoulder, and Goo just stays silent for a moment, his expression not changing as he just stares straight.

Goo was a bit surprised by Y/N's behavior today, as she did exactly what he thought she would. Lay her head on his shoulder, then watch him push her off and get annoyed.

But now, his expression shows that he's actually not annoyed. Y/N laying on his shoulder doesn't seem to bother him at all.

"What are you trying to do?" Goo finally responds.

"Whaaa I'm not doing anything," she says playfully. She removes her head from his shoulder and grabs his arm, she then rests her chin on his shoulder. She wanted to get a reaction out of him.

Goo starts to get a bit nervous now. Y/N is getting way too close for his comfort now, especially because she's now resting her chin on his shoulder.

"Y/N, don't push it okay?" he asks her as he tries to not sound annoyed again.

Goo is actually getting a bit bothered by how much Y/N is touching him these last few minutes.

Y/N pouts at his reaction, her lower lip pushed out. "I'm just playing," she says annoyed as she pushes herself off him.

Today he wasn't having fun. He was just annoying and she hated it. She didn't want to cause another argument so she didn't say anything else. She leans back into the chair.

Goo's expression shifts to looking annoyed again at Y/N's current reaction. He's starting to get annoyed at how she can act so childish and how much she pushes his boundaries.

He was enjoying her company while she was acting somewhat nice and calm, but that all changed when she wanted to get close to him again.

Goo stays quiet, wondering if he should say something to her. He's unsure what to say to her now, especially now that she's starting to get mad at his reaction to her. He's unsure if it's best for him to just stay quiet.

Y/N then slaps his knee, "you always do this. Why are you pushing me away?" She asks him annoyed. She was frustrated at his reaction. At every small attempt of hers to get close, he pushes her away.

Did he really not like her? Was she just that delusional?

Goo pauses for a second, not expecting to be slapped on the knee by Y/N.

He looks over at her, unsure of what to say.

"I'm pushing you away because you're annoying alright?" he says, his tone going back to trying to stay stern.

Goo is starting to feel that he made a mistake to allow Y/N to stay over at his place. He knew that he was going to deal with more annoyance now that she'll start to try and get closer to him.

Y/N looks away from him. She stops, not wanting to start another argument. Maybe she should just stop. Her efforts were for nothing.

She then stands up, looking down. "I'm leaving," she says as she turns around. It was better than to keep arguing.

"Yeah you probably should leave," Goo says, trying to seem annoyed but also not wanting to say these words in the first place.

He was unsure what he did wrong today, but he's starting to realize that having Y/N stay in his apartment wasn't the right decision. It almost felt like all of that politeness from Y/N at the beginning was just an illusion to get closer to him.

Goo is starting to consider that he's just going to have to kick her out as soon as he can find the right moment to avoid another argument occurring.

[cheesesoda]

Hii I’m sorry if my request ideas aren’t good but I figured I’d offer you up something! Maybe something where Sanji meets a girl who even though she identifies as a girl she’s very Tom boyish and averse to feminine things not because she doesn’t like them but because growing up in an environment with a bunch of strong male pirates she didn’t want to be seen as weak or lesser. But basically this all leading to Sanji helping to show her that it’s okay to indulge in her feminine interests and not have to try and look and act like a boy as a defense mechanism?

a/n: OKAY THIS IS ACTUALLY REALLY GOOD y/n out here being a lil relatable ngl 🧍‍♀️lol thank you sm for the req! i hope u like it bae 🫶

goddess

sanji x tomboy!reader

genre: hurt/comfort, fluff

cw: some internalized misogyny, language

“they’ve been arguing for hours! ugh, would they just be quiet?” nami groans, laying back in her deck chair next to robin. “oh, my dearest nami-swannnnn~ robin-chwannnnnn~ i’ve brought you some drinks!” sanji spins onto the deck with a tray holding 2 tropical drinks. “thank you, sanji-kun!” nami smiles as she takes her drink. suddenly, a loud crash and some incoherent yelling is heard from the crow’s nest. sanji, nami, and robin all turn their attention to the source of the noise. “what’s going on up there?” sanji asks. “y/n and zoro are arguing again about who’s stronger.” robin explains, taking her drink from the tray too. “i’m not sure why she cares so much about being the strongest. i mean, her determination is admirable but why?” robin queries.

later that night…

it’s the middle of the night and sanji is cleaning up his kitchen. everybody has gone to bed. well, almost everyone. as he’s putting away the last dish, he hears some distant mumbles. he frowns and goes to investigate the noise. he finds that it is once again coming from the crows nest. he creeps up the ladder cautiously and is met with the sight of you. you’re lifting the heaviest weights you could find. he’s about to ask you what you’re doing up so late since you hadn’t realized his presence, but for some reason, he just watches. you grunt in exhaustion and drop the weight. “fuck!” you pant, burying your head in your hands. “i’m so weak. dammit! they were right, i should’ve been born a man. then i wouldn’t be so damn useless. i need to be stronger! stronger than zoro! or luffy or sanji or any other man!” you cry out in frustration. sanji decides not to say anything, knowing that you’d breakdown if anyone saw you so vulnerable, so he leaves you in the crows nest and heads to his room, still thinking about your words.

the next morning…

sanji gets up at 4AM to start prepping and making breakfast for the crew and luffy’s endless stomach when memories of what you said last night flood his mind. “i’m so weak. dammit! they were right, i should’ve been born a man. then i wouldn’t be so damn useless. i need to be stronger!” his heart churned at the thought of you thinking that way. as if on cue, you come into the kitchen to accompany sanji while he makes breakfast (as you usually do). “good morning, my lovely y/n-chwannnn~” he swoons. “morning, sanji.” she smiles tiredly. “are you alright, y/n-chan? did you not sleep last night?” he asks, when he notices the grey circles underneath your tired eyes. “i’m fine.” she responds.

later that day — 1PM

“okay so two people are keeping watch on the ship. it’s usopp and franky’s turn today so the rest of us will go explore the island. got it?” nami explains to the crew as they dock on an island. everyone agrees and begins to wander around the island. “oh y/n-chwannnn~ may i accompany you as you shop?” sanji asks. “sure.” she says. after walking around a bit, they walk past a dress shop. “nami-swan would look beautiful in that orange dress!” sanji exclaims as he rushes into the store, you reluctantly following behind him. once he finishes buying the dress, he finds you admiring a beautiful (and very feminine) f/c dress. “you’ll look stunning in that dress, y/n-chwan! you already look like a goddess though!” he says as he approaches you. “huh?! what? i wasn’t looking at it! why the hell would i be looking at a dress? what do you think i am—some girly girl? and stop calling me y/n-chan like i’m just some weak girl! don’t treat me like i’m a woman!” she stammers in embarrassment. before storming out of the store.

later that evening — 5PM

after searching for you all day, sanji finds you sitting alone on top of a hill overlooking the sea. he walks up to you silently. without turning around, you can tell he’s there. “don’t just stand there. say something. don’t treat me like i’m some fragile thing that might break.” you groan. after a moment of silence, he sits next to you. “y/n-cha- … y/n, why don’t you cry?” he asks. “what?” she frowns, snapping her head to him. “why don’t you cry? in the entire time i’ve known you, you have never cried in front of me, or any of us. why?” he clarifies. “what do you think i am? weak? crying is for the weak. crying never helped me when i was sad, so what’s the point? it just makes you look pathetic.” she scoffs. “…why do you care so much about strength?” he follows up. she looks at him in disbelief before closing her eyes and laying her head on her knees. “you’re the strongest person i know. and yes, you’re stronger than the marimo. but there’s so much more to you. why does it matter so much?” he says. there’s a brief silence before you take a deep breath. “before i joined the straw-hats, i was part of another pirate crew. the jack pirates.” [a/n: help idfk what to name it lmao] “i was with them since before i can remember. i was the only girl on the ship and that made them think of me as less. as if i could never be taken as seriously as them. they’d tell me i should’ve been born a boy, that i would’ve been useful. i would’ve been strong. but no, i was born a girl. useless. annoying. weak. i guess that’s why… i just wish i was equal to them. i wish i could be as strong as them.” you explain. you’d never told anyone any of that before. “is that why you act more masculine than nami and robin?” he asks. “i guess…” you mumble. being this vulnerable made you uncomfortable. “i see…” he whispers. “follow me.”

“where are you taking me?” you protest. “don’t worry, my love! it’s a surprise.” he smiles back at you, holding your hand. the pet name makes you blush but you brush it off. finally, you reach the ship again. “why couldn’t you just tell me we were going to the ship?” you ask. “i have a surprise for you on the ship.” he grins.

he leads you to his room and hands you a bag. “what’s this?” you raise an eyebrow. “just open it.” he urges you. sighing, you pull out the item from within the bag. it’s the f/c dress you were gawking at earlier. “sanji, you don’t seriously think i can wear this-“ you groan. “being feminine doesn’t make you any less strong, y/n. everyone else is still gone and brook and usopp fell asleep. please, try it on.” he says softly. you contemplate what to do until you get up silently and walk into bathroom. after a few minutes (a few = 10) you come out of the bathroom nervously. sanji’s jaw literally hits the floor, but he composes himself. gorgeous was practically an insult if he were to describe you. you were more beautiful than a goddess. “for lack of better words: you look beautiful, y/n.” he whispers as you both look at you in the mirror. “beautiful…” you repeat under you breath. the compliment was one you hated to hear, but for some reason, you didn’t hate it as much anymore. “you’re beautiful in this dress and without it, just like how you can lift the heaviest weights on this ship whether you’re wearing a dress or not. you’re so beautiful and strong. you’re a goddess, my love. if only you could see that.” he says genuinely. you turn around and face him. you had always had a massive tiny crush on the cook, but you’d never say it because love is for the weak. “call me y/n-chan…” you breathe. “y/n-chan…” he smiles, matching your soft tone. “my perfect, strong, beautiful y/n-chan… my love…” he whispers so softly that nobody could hear it except you because of how close you were. he brushes a strand of your hair behind your ear and cradles your cheek. ever so slowly, you inch towards each other more, glancing at each other’s lips every few seconds. your lips meet in the softest of kisses but filled with so much love. when you pull away, his hand stays on your face and somehow your hands made their way on his chest. “i love you, y/n-chan, i love you so much. just as you are.” he whispers to you. and then it happens. a tear rolls down your cheek. a part of you that you never were allowed to embrace was finally released at the hands of the man you love. you wrap your arms around him as you softly cry into his dress shirt. he reciprocates the hug. “i love you too, sanji. i love you so much.”

[evereinefaust]

*.·:·.✧ 𝐀 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 ✧.·:·.*

"Just two days in and I seem to be not adjusting well... I know I planned to wake up early to fully experience my summer vacation but I missed sleeping for almost 12 hours!"

[Y/n] let out an exasperated groan, trying her hardest to fight against the encroaching fatigue that threatened to make her sleep. Her eyelids were heavy, yet she tried not to let them fully close, or else she'd never open them again for the next few hours. The sudden change in her sleeping schedule made it difficult for her body to adjust, especially since she lived her whole life sleeping for almost 12 hours — a compensation since she tend to sleep very late, thus waking up later than usual. 

Completing yesterday's treasure hunt meant that the young actress was physically tired from all the walking back and forth she did. Add also the fact that despite convincing herself to sleep much earlier last night, she still ended up sleeping an hour later than her intended sleeping time. Combining those two, it wasn't a surprise why the teen was this lethargic despite being still early in the morning.

"Ugh... I freaking hate this," she groaned once more, rubbing her tired eyes and dragging her sluggish body along the sand.

After having a brief breakfast at the hotel restaurant, a couple of her colleagues decided that it was finally time to hit the beach. [Y/n], eager to finally taste the salty ocean and experience a fun beach experience with her friends, undoubtedly decided to tag along. Even her family accompanied her by the shore. Of course, not everyone was still present — as some were still sleeping or doing something else in the meantime. Nonetheless, it didn't stop [Y/n] from wanting to spend the whole day having fun and doing fun activities at the beach with everyone else.

Squinting her tired eyes, the [h/c]-haired actress scanned the people along the shore. There were a lot of people present — some were already swimming in the waters, others were playing in the sand, while most were seated on their picnic blankets or resting on their beach lounge chairs far away from the shore.

Her body wanted to rest so badly, yet her will wanted to stay awake for the whole day...

"Yo, [N/n]!" a loud voice snapped the young [h/c]ette from her dazed stupor. She rubbed her eyes and squinted through the sunrays, seeing a particular magenta-haired woman waving at her nearby.

A weak smile grew on the teen's face, trudging over Astrid and the others a few meters away. Cannae and Astrid were by the sand, a couple of play tools by their side as they attempted to build a sand castle. Just behind them were Kartis and Lairei, sitting on a picnic blanket under the shade of a large beach umbrella.

Once she arrived at the group, each person waved at her, welcoming her in.

"You look tired, [Y/n]. Do you want to take a nap?" Lairei pointed out, noticing the girl's haggard appearance.

Kartis spared her a glance, patting the space beside him. "You can sleep here. There's enough room for all of us."

"Thanks, Kartis, Lairei," she meekly sent a grateful smile, settling between the two adults.

"Wow, you look dead, unnie," Cannae commented, no filter in her words. "You were energetic earlier — where did your energy go?"

The older female simply glared at the greenette. "Shut up."

Astrid snickered at the exchange, as Lairei and Kartis emitted a chuckle. She glanced at the [h/c]-tressed teen, who merely looked back at her with tiredness written all over her face. There were only a few towels laid on the picnic blanket to act as a cushion for [Y/n] to sleep, even then, that could barely become a comfortable makeshift pillow for the young girl.

The woman puckered her lips, gazing at the pail and the trowel right by her side, then at the young girl who was about to get comfortable on the picnic blanket. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head.

"[N/n]~" she called out, getting her attention.

When [Y/n] looked at Astrid, a curious expression appeared on her face. "Hm?"

"I have a fun idea," said the magenta-haired woman, her grin growing bigger.

The [h/c]ette couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, her curiosity increasing by the second. Even the three were intrigued by what Astrid proposed. Motioning the younger girl over, [Y/n] languidly crawled over to her friend, awaiting whatever it was that she wanted to do. Once she was on the sand, Astrid gently pushed the girl down to sit on the sand.

"Let's bury you in the sand!" she suggested with an impish smirk on her face.

"...what...?"

[Y/n]'s now widened eyes stared at Astrid, mind blanking out at her suggestion. She blinked, trying to comprehend the simple words that flew out of the woman's mouth. However, since she lacked sleep, it seems that it also dulled her brain function a bit. Nonetheless, it didn't stop a certain green-haired teen from lighting up at the suggestion.

"I want in!" Cannae piped, raising her arm while her green hues sparkled.

Astrid snickered. "Of course, you're helping me bury your older cousin here~"

"Yay!"

Turning back to the [h/c]ette, Astrid was met with a dumbfounded expression. She couldn't help but feel the corner of her lips curve up at how cute [Y/n] looked with such a rare expression. However, she still understood her confusion.

"They say that being buried in the sand is therapeutic, and since we only have a picnic mat and a couple of towels available, it won't make a proper bed," she explained. "I bet this is your first time being buried in sand, right?"

"Mhm. I guess so," [Y/n] scratched her temple. After a while, she let out a tired yawn.

"Will it be safe, though?" Lairei voiced out, concern lacing her tone.

"It's fine. We won't cover her up," Astrid assured, proceeding to dig with Cannae helping her. "We're gonna make it like a bed for [N/n] to lay down on. It won't be just flat so she would be comfortable sleeping."

"But doesn't that mean she won't be able to move?" Kartis asked.

The magenta-tressed actress shrugged. "Eh, not my problem~"

"Man... I guess I have to sleep without moving much, huh?"

[Y/n] sweatdropped at Astrid's reply, nonetheless, she watched as the two continued with what they were planning to do. The girl lay on the sand for a while, allowing the woman to measure how long and wide the sand bed would be for her to sleep in. After they traced the dimensions, the teen returned by Kartis and Lairei's side.

Since the process might take a bit of time, the young girl decided to rest her head on the silver-haired man's broad shoulder, relaxing her body as fatigue slowly began to creep up on her. She knew that staying awake would make everything much harder on her body. She closed her eyes, letting out a soft sigh of relief. The familiar feeling of relaxation washed over her body, making her feel extremely tired as if she had been running around all day.

A pair of crimson pools softened at the sight of the sleeping girl leaning on Kartis' side. Lairei tittered to herself, snapping a silent photo of the girl to remember the memory by. Seeing how weary the [h/c]-tressed female was, Astrid sped up the process of a makeshift bed for her to finally take a long nap. After about five minutes, Cannae and Astrid finally finished their work. All they need is for a certain girl to bury in the sand.

However, seeing that [Y/n] was already fast asleep, they either had to wake her up for her to lie down on the shallow burrow or have her move without waking her. Fortunately, Kartis volunteered to lift the sleeping girl and place her down in the middle of the burrow. The sand pit was a perfect fit for the [h/c]-haired actress. Astrid made sure that her upper body would be within the radius of the large beach umbrella, ensuring that the pesky sunlight wouldn't bother the girl.

Once she was comfortable in the new position, the two females began working together to fill up the hole loosely, enough to cover her body just below the breast, while making sure that [Y/n] had space to move around the sand. After that was done, Astrid wiped a couple of sweat from her face, a satisfied smile on her lips at her work.

"Alright, time to take a picture~" she grinned, pulling out her phone to snap a couple of photos of the sleeping girl buried in the sand.

[Y/n] took an hour-and-a-half nap buried under the sand. Despite not planning to have a nap in the middle of her beach adventure, the young actress was glad that she did anyway. Because she knew to herself that not taking care of her body and depriving it of its needs would surely hinder her plans to have fun in the long run. So, with that little power nap, the [h/c]-tressed teen was up and raring to go.

"I don't know if being buried in sand is truly therapeutic but I had a comfortable nap. Next time, I want to be the one doing the burying."

After filling the hole where she slept, [Y/n] looked around to see the surroundings. The beach was filled with people, even more than earlier. Kartis and Lairei were not present by the picnic mat behind her, however, and her younger cousin was seen off in the water with the rest of her family.

"Hm... What should I do in the meantime?" she murmured to herself, seeing a half-finished sand castle just a few feet away from her. She smiled.

"You're awake, huh?"

Facing the owner of the voice, [Y/n] was met with Astrid's grinning face. She waved at her. "Hey, Astrid."

Astrid walked over to where she was and placed two pails of water on the ground. Wiping away the sweat from her forehead, she placed both hands on her hips. "Kartis and Lairei joined the others. They went to eat at a nearby pizza place. Cannae got bored of building sand castles with me so she played in the water with the others."

"Mhm, I see."

"That being said," Astrid grinned widely, an excited glint in her magenta orbs. "How about you join me? I've lost my assistant, ya know? Besides, I think with you as the designer, our sand castles would turn out awesome!"

[Y/n] tittered, a blush dusting her cheeks. "I'm flattered that you think highly of me but I've never built a sand castle before."

"That's fine~" slinging an arm around the shorter girl, the magenta-haired actress dragged her to the sand castles she built. "There's nothing more exciting than to learn new things!"

"You're right."

Sitting next to Astrid, the two began their construction of another sand castle. Filing up another pail with sand, Astrid poured small ounces of water into the sand-filled pail. Then, she scooped up a handful of wet sand and began clustering them on the ground, making a base. [E/c] hues watched in awe as the woman worked on the sand castle, her skilled hands moving back and forth from the pail and onto the lump of sand beneath.

"Don't be shy to join in too," Astrid commented, noticing how fixated the [h/c]ette was with watching her.

[Y/n] flushed, inching closer to the woman's side to help her. "R-right. Hehe..."

Astrid placed the bucket in between them as the teen grabbed a handful of wet sand and placed it on the growing lump. The older female would often stomp on the wet sand, molding it flat and making sure that the grains would stick to each other so that when they built on top of it, it wouldn't give in.

Once they finished, the two began making the base structure of the castle. Compared to her attempts before, Astrid decided to make a two-towered castle and connect it with a bridge. She pitched the idea to the younger girl, who instantly agreed with the idea. Of course, she also had a vision of what to add to the design as well. Luckily, they had the tools needed for the job.

"Should I make it this high?" asked Astrid, peering over to [Y/n] who was contemplating beside her.

The girl glanced at the towering lump of sand, nodding. "Yep. For the two big bases, we need to make it that high and wide."

"Alrighty, then~"

"By the way, Astrid?"

"Hm?"

"Are all of these play tools yours?" the girl asked, pointing at the various bright-colored molds and apparatus in front of her.

"Yep~" she grinned at the younger girl. "I bought it yesterday at a specialty shop. I just can't help but buy it, ya know?"

The [h/c]ette giggled, understanding fully well what she meant. Focusing back on the tools, the young actress picked one of each and examined it carefully.

"Hm... now how should I do this?"

Astrid continued with her work, pressing down onto the wet sand to try and mold it into a perfect cylinder. Then, after she finished the first one, she proceeded to build the other one. [Y/n], on the other hand, was examining the mold toys and tools in front of her, mentally visualizing making the sand castle.

Building on what Astrid wanted to make, the young teen wanted to make a two-spired castle, the height of about reaching her knees just to ensure it wouldn't crumble easily. After all, this is the first time she's done something like this — making something small is perfectly normal. Then, she would make a square base and carefully design it with the provided tools to make a simple main castle building.

The entire time [Y/n] was thinking, Astrid couldn't help but peek in her direction. Her magenta orbs softened, the corner of her lips curving upward at the sight of a concentrating [Y/n] — how she would purse her lips into a thin line, the way the crease appeared in between her brows, the way her fingers rested under her chin, and how her [e/c] irises examined the play tools on the sand. It brought a warm sensation unto the adult's chest at that.

After eating lunch outside, [Y/n] and her gang of actors returned to the beachside. Some of her friends went off somewhere else, taking a walk around the ocean while others were already in the water and the remaining ones stayed behind to continue talking among themselves, seeking shade underneath a large beach umbrella.

[Y/n] inhaled the fresh air of the sea breeze, listening to the sounds of waves crashing against the shore and the noisy chatters of tourists around. The sound calmed her, giving her a sense of serenity. She sat cross-legged under the parasol, enjoying her alone time. Her gaze wandered across the beach, landing upon some families nearby and even seeing her friends playing in the water.

"This won't be a summer vacation if I don't get into the water as well."

However, as she stood up and dusted her skin of sand, a loud whooshing sound entered her ears. Before she could react, though, she felt a thick pressure hitting her arm before realizing that she was partly soaked. Her wide eyes slowly turned towards the perpetrator, seeing a familiar short, Ashville-blonde hair.

"Come on, [Y/n]. Don't tell me you're going to stay in the sand all day!" Solphi exclaimed from afar, in her hold was a large water gun.

The girl snapped out of her trance, feeling a sudden mix of emotions at the occurrence. Nonetheless, she had a smile on her face while jogging toward the blonde. Solphi decided to take this chance to properly soak the girl. So, recharging her gun, she mercilessly pulled the trigger and splashed the poor [h/c]ette as she was approaching.

"That's unfair, Solphi..." she pouted, wiping away the stream of water from her face.

"Hehe~ Life's not always fair, [Y/n]," she smirked, satisfied with her work.

"Where'd you get that?"

"Oh, Dad brought it after Nine persistently begged him," the taller girl shrugged. "He bought us each."

[Y/n] nodded. "I see. Where's your brother then?"

"Just somewhere, trying to find targets to harass with his new water gun," she replied, chuckling. "How about you? Since now you're wet, aren't you planning to swim?"

The [h/c]ette pursed her lips, expression unreadable. "You know I can't swim without help."

"Ah, right."

The [h/c]-tressed actress then stared at Solphi's water gun for a solid minute. "You know, I might have an idea."

"Oh? Tell me," Solphi's visage lit up.

[Y/n] disclosed her idea of having a water balloon fight. Considering that there are specialty shops that sell beach items and toys for tourists, surely, there'll also be balloons available. Solphi instantly hopped on the idea, igniting her competitive spirit and wanting to douse someone in water using her precise aim.

So, the two girls walked around the street to find the shop selling balloons. Thankfully, they didn't take long. Both girls purchased two bundles of 500 pieces of balloons. After, they went to the lifeguard stationed at the beach to tell him about their activity. [Y/n] was the one who asked for permission — as Solphi wanted to just get straight to fun without letting the authorities know — and fortunately, they were allowed to do whatever they wanted as long as they cleaned after their litter afterward.

Then, as instructed by the lifeguard, the two went to the beach house to fill up just one packet of balloons.

"Never thought you would ask the lifeguard for permission," Solphi commented, filling up the balloon with water from the sink faucet in the beach house's comfort room. "What if he didn't allow us to play water balloon fight?"

[Y/n] chuckled, tying up the end of the filled balloon and carefully placing them on a large bucket. "I don't want to get kicked out from this resort just yet. My family would also kill me if I misbehave. Besides, we got permission anyway."

"Mhm. I guess you're right."

They continued filling up the balloons with water. Despite working together, it still took some time for both of them to fill up the entire 500 pieces. Seeing that each balloon was taking up a lot of space in their large bucket, both girls decided to reduce the amount they were going to fill up in half.

It took them about 20 minutes to fill the two buckets to the brim, and they carefully lifted one bucket together to carry it back to the beachside where hopefully, no one would dare to take a few pieces of their hard work. Once they arrived at the general area where their other colleagues were lounging, they left the bucket in their care as the girls returned to the beach house to get the other one.

"Huh? What's this for?" a certain raven-haired adult asked, her onyx hues landing on the large bucket of water balloons.

"Solphi and [Y/n] brought them. They said they wanted to have a water balloon fight so they prepared this," Rouin replied, not even looking up from his magazine.

"Huh..." Zelda mused, carefully taking a balloon and feeling the squishy surface against her palm. "Will it just be the two of them?"

"No, I'm planning to have two teams of five," [Y/n]'s voice chimed in the conversation.

Glancing behind her, the older [L/n] saw her younger sister and Solphi carrying another bucket. After placing it down next to the other one, they both heaved a sigh of relief, wiping away the sweat that accumulated on their face from that long trek.

"Do you wanna join, unnie?" the younger [L/n] asked, her round, [e/c] eyes blinking at the older woman. 

Zelda smirked, a hand on her hip. "Of course, I wouldn't miss having fun with my family."

"Then, let's have you join in as well, Rouin oppa!" the [h/c]ette beamed, already pulling the man's hand away from the chair he was sitting at.

"Alright, alright," he sighed, giving in to her demands as he stood up and placed the magazine on the chair.

"Hm... who else to invite...?" [Y/n] puckered her bottom lip out, tilting her head as she thought.

"I'll go get Nine," Solphi stated, ready to run away. "Maybe I could nab a few of the others as well."

"Mhm! See ya then, Solphi!" Waving a brief goodbye to the girl, the blonde then jogged away from them, in search of her black-haired stepbrother.

"Today, we won't just play any regular water balloon fight — we're going to play water balloon dodgeball," [Y/n] announced, her gaze scanning the faces of her friends. "Everyone here is pretty much dry, so if a balloon exploded on your body and you were soaked in water, you're out."

On one side of the sand was [Y/n]'s team consisting of Rouin, Solphi, Walther, and Baretta. The opposite team consists of the [L/n] twins, Nine, Helga, and Olivia. In addition to playing this water balloon dodgeball, the siblings — plus Rouin — decided to have a punishment game. If their team wins, they get to wish for something from the other team.

Of course, this only applies to the four of them. Though, that's enough reason for [Y/n] to get fired up and dunk on her older siblings. Even her friends seemed to be excited about this mini-activity that they'd be doing.

"Each team only has 125 water balloons to throw at the other team. Since we're handling water balloons, we'll be doing American dodgeball with the munitions already at each team's side for easy reach. Also, we're only allowed in this area — we can't go running around throwing water balloons at each other."

"It's rare to see [Y/n] acting like an emcee," Helga smiled.

"When it comes to things that she's interested in," Olivia added, also sporting a small smile. "It's nice seeing her like this."

"Right?" the older woman grinned.

"Yosh! Let the game begin!" [Y/n] yelled, signaling the start of this water war.

As soon as she said that, everyone dug into their bucket of water balloons. [Y/n] grabbed two balloons, each in one hand. Competitiveness flashed in her [e/c] pools, her lips curving into a smirk as she pulled her dominant arm back, ready to throw her explosive balloon at either of her older siblings.

"Get this!" she shouted, throwing a balloon in the general direction of the twins.

"Uwah!" Nine shrieked, barely dodging the stray balloon directed at his face.

The balloon splat behind him, leaving a small spot of wet sand. The raven-haired boy hesitantly glanced back, seeing a certain [h/c]-haired girl sweat-drop at the bad aim of her throw. She waved at him, eliciting an awkward chuckle as she raised her free hand into a peace sign, hoping to pacify him.

Zelda and Dietrich also sweatdropped but were glad that it didn't hit them. They can't help but snicker at their little sister's ability to throw, but they can't stay distracted or else stray shoots like those will surely be bound to hit them sometime soon.

Nine furrowed his brow. Standing up from his crouched position, he got two other water balloons, this time, aiming at a certain [h/c]-tressed female.

"Uh-oh..."

[Y/n] could only gulp at Nine's heated stare. Nonetheless, she knitted her brows, ready to win this for her sake. So, without holding back, she threw the remaining water balloon in her hand, hopefully landing on any of her older sibling's bodies.

Balloons popped left and right as the sandy shore was soon speckled with small wet spots and remnants of the balloon skin. With limited ammunition and the player's pretty low hit rate, each team had to make every throw count. Fortunately, each team got a few lucky hits in.

Solphi teamed up with [Y/n], trying to take down Nine who was flustered and annoyed by the older girls bullying him. In the end, their barrage of water balloons overwhelmed him and they got him wet. The poor boy pouted, reluctantly going to the side as he was, unfortunately, out for the rest of the game.

"Bullying on poor Nine? That's not very nice of you, [Y/n]," Zelda chided. As soon as she said that, however, her onyx orbs widened as she barely dodged a balloon aimed at her face. "...what the f..."

"Hehe~" the [h/c]-haired female smirked. She placed a hand on her hip while the other bounced the water balloon on her other hand. "There's no such thing as bullying on the battlefield, unnie. Maybe you should mind you—uwah!"

"Say what now, [N/n]?" Dietrich snickered, seeing that his throw almost hit his younger sister in the torso if it wasn't for her moving away in time.

Standing up, she glared at the duo, a fire in her eyes. "Ohoho~ It's on!"

"Ngh! Y-you're so heavy, Dietrich!" a certain female grunted, struggling to keep her limbs upright for her twin to hold onto.

"A-ah! Don't move too much or we'll fall!" Dietrich let out a shriek, his upper body leaning forward too much. His face paled, anticipating his inevitable downfall.

In the end, the raven-haired man fell forward into the water, bringing his twin with him since he was seated on top of her. Despite the loud splash behind her, [Y/n] paid her older siblings no heed as she wore a bright smile. Rouin held her hand, their fingers interlocked as the [h/c]ette sat on the blue-haired man's broad shoulder.

The earlier dodgeball didn't last long. Fortunately, instead of a draw, one team came out victorious. And that is none other than [Y/n]'s team. Many mishaps happened in the process, and it was a tight game. After Nine was out, it became a free-for-all brawl. The siblings were fighting against each other in a 2v1. Zelda and Dietrich would aim at their little sister and try to make her wet. However, the petite girl had a trick up her sleeve.

Since they can't go running around the entire beach, the teen instead runs around her side of the 'court', hiding behind her teammates and making it impossible for the two to target her. But it doesn't mean that they're afraid of throwing the water balloon — no. Instead, they both threw it at [Y/n] who was busy dodging stray shots.

The girl noticed the water balloon zooming straight at her too late. Her mind blanked and her reflex failed her. However, instead of feeling the harsh punch of the balloon and the wetness that followed, she found herself lying on the sandy shore, a heavy weight pressing her down. It was Baretta who accidentally bumped into her when she was running away from Olivia's attack.

[Y/n] was fortunate that she was saved from her older siblings' assault, however, as soon as Baretta stood up and helped the [h/c]-tressed teen, Helga took this chance to throw her water balloon at the blonde female, successfully wetting her.

There was even one point when they faced off into individual bouts — Helga versus Walther, Olivia versus Solphi, and [Y/n] and Rouin versus Dietrich and Zelda. One by one, the others became out until it was only those four who remained. With a few water balloons left, it was a now-or-never battle.

The twins went out on a barrage, both of them attacking at the same time. Since most of the water balloons were directed at [Y/n], she had trouble counterattacking, instead, she acted as bait as Rouin took free reign attack. The [h/c]-haired female would run back and forth on the sand, only stopping or turning around whenever one of the twins would aim at the path she was taking. As for the blue-haired man, he was stationary by the side, only twisting his body with limited movement to dodge stray balloons.

While the twins were busy focusing on their younger sister, Rouin was lucky to land a balloon on Zelda, wetting her. However, she also threw a balloon at the older male, successfully splashing him. [Y/n] watched the event unfold, her jaw almost dropping on the ground at the rare occurrence that she could only witness in video games — trade kills.

Seeing this opportunity, she hurriedly went back to her bucket, taking two water balloons as she ran straight to her older brother, ready to have both balloons splash him wet. Dietrich was able to dodge the first balloon, running to his bucket to hopefully get some ammo. However, as soon as he bent his body to grab the said item, he was instead surprised by the sudden smack of pressure on his side and the wetness that followed.

In the end, [Y/n] reigned victorious. And now, she wished to have a chicken fight between the four of them. However, Dietrich has to be on top of Zelda the entire time. 

"Geez... How many times will you two fall into the water?" the [h/c]-haired teen huffed, Rouin turned his body so that she could see her older siblings behind them. She frowned, impatience creeping up on her. "How will we start the chicken fight if oppa can't sit on your shoulders, unnie?"

Dietrich surfaced from the ocean water, promptly wiping his wet, black hair away from his face to glare hard at the younger [L/n]. "You're lucky you're my younger sister."

[Y/n] just stuck her tongue at him. "Sore loser."

Meanwhile, Zelda floated on the water with her back to the surface, seemingly exasperated and not wanting to do this anymore.

The sun began to set on the horizon. Deep red, orange, and yellow splashed across the sky, replacing the once bright blue color of the morning skies. The breeze turned colder as evening drew near. By this time, the coast was almost devoid of life, save for a few tourists who were having a relaxing walk on the sandy shores.

One of those people was [Y/n], accompanied by four of her colleagues and her older sister.

After spending the entire day swimming and playing games on the beach, the young actress decided to relax and admire the sunset by the beachside. She was wearing a white sundress fading into [f/c] at the hem. A thin shawl hanging from her shoulders.

"This is the second time I walked around the beachside when the sun is setting. It's still breathtaking as before."

Her gaze then traveled from the sunset on the horizon to her companions. Miriande was by the far back of the group, chatting with Zelda. Meanwhile, Lumie and Nine were picking up seashells that they could find by the shore. As for Ian, he was trailing after the [h/c]ette, silent as he observed the sundown.

With a small smirk on his lips, the ravenette reached his hand toward [Y/n]'s right shoulder, gently caressing it. The [h/c]-haired teen was startled at the action, turning her head to the side to face the person behind her.

"You're quiet right now," the raven-haired man mentioned, his narrowed golden hues scrutinizing her expression. "A penny for your thoughts?"

The teen blinked at him. Then, she let out a laugh, her cheeks dusted pink. "Geez! You scared me there for a second, Ian!"

Ian simply tittered, removing his hand from her shoulder as he walked beside the girl. "Are you planning to just take a walk along the seaside?"

"Maybe. I mean, the weather's nice and the sunset is beautiful," she hummed, digging her sandals into the sand as some grains caressed her toes. "Besides, I spent the entire day playing on the beach with others, can't I get some alone time winding down after a day of physical exercise?"

"This is why you need to hold back," he pointed out with a smirk, chuckling as he nudged his companion.

The [h/c]-haired actress playfully nudged him back. "No way! I won't ever hold back and miss many fun things to do! This is a summer vacation, after all!"

"But that doesn't mean you're going to ruin your body for it," he reprimanded, flicking her forehead which earned him a surprised yelp. "I heard that you took a nap while being buried in the sand. See? Even your body is unable to comply with your whims."

"But..."

[Y/n] lightly glared at him, eyes teary from the pain in her forehead. She puckered her lips into a pout, her cheeks puffed up with a red smear across them. After soothing her throbbing forehead, she stopped in her tracks, making Ian stop as well. His golden hues stared at her [e/c] ones, feeling a thrill in his chest after seeing her look so cutely frustrated, an amused smile plastered on his lips.

"You're no better than a mother hen, Ian. I know you're only looking out for me but I assure you that I'm okay," she huffed, crossing her arms in annoyance. "Besides, I already have three nagging older relatives, I don't need a fourth one."

The man chuckled, seemingly pleased with her reaction. "Alright, alright. You win."

A minuscule smile formed on the girl's lips upon seeing Ian's jubilant expression. Her gaze softened, feeling the fuzziness envelop her entire chest. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a boy jogging towards them. [Y/n] glanced to the side, seeing Nine heading their way with a couple of seashells in his hold.

"[Y/n]! Look at what Lumie and I found!" Nine exclaimed, holding the small collection of shells close to his chest.

Stopping a foot away from the older female, the raven-haired child carefully showed her the shells. His magenta orbs glistened with excitement at showing off his discovery. [Y/n] awed, examining the different seashells in the boy's hold. Ian also leaned down to take a better look, a hand beneath his chin.

"I saw some small seashells with [e/c] color so I took them," he said, carefully removing one of his arms to get the shell he was talking about. After he found it, his face lit up, and placed it on [Y/n]'s awaiting hand. "It reminded me of your eyes so here you go!"

"Wow... I never knew that seashells also have this kind of color. I thought every shell only had a white or pale color. Nevertheless..."

"Thank you, Nine..." she said softly, a smile gracing her lips as her eyes softened.

In a while, Lumie also appeared, carrying a plastic bag filled with their collection. "You dropped some shells earlier, Nine. Don't worry, though — I placed them all in this bag."

"Ah, thanks, Lumie!"

"No problem!" the woman giggled. Then, she turned to the younger girl. "Do you want to join in collecting seashells? There's still a lot lying around by the shore."

At her words, [Y/n]'s eyes gleamed. "Of course!"

"I'll join as well," Ian seconded.

"The more the merrier!"

"We'll join as well," Everyone turned to the voice and saw Zelda walking toward them with Miriande following closely behind.

The blonde man grunted. "I never said I wanted to join."

Zelda gave him a look. "This is more entertaining than you just watching us."

"I'd rather return to the hotel."

[Y/n] giggled, watching as her friends interacted with each other as they began collecting seashells before the last bit of sunlight disappeared beneath the horizon.

[sockeye-run]

tired tired tired tired tired

Requested an extra day off this week because my husband's best friend and his family are visiting from San Antonio. Usually we go see them, since they have more room to spare, but they decided to come out to the country and look at cows and trains I guess lol. It's an important visit though because it's likely the last time we will see them in person for many years; his friend moved up a rank and is being promoted but also moved because of it. This is my husband's ONLY friend, and he's terribly depressed about it. San Antonio was already pretty far for a visit, but he could end up virtually anywhere now. Anyway, Idk how we're going to host them all, we can barely host the kids when they visit. But my husband seems unconcerned. My problem is that I have it ingrained in my behavior to be welcoming and accommodating to guests and I'm going to feel like an asshole because I am physically and mentally exhausted, and our busiest pick up weekend is this weekend so I won't even be around most of their visit. I'm hoping to use the extra day off to clean the house as much as humanly possible and prepare it with some creature comforts for their stay. We just got rid of our couches and have no replacements (there are actual camping chairs in our tiny ass living room rn), and their poor kids have to sleep on cots. The least I can do is provide coffee and snacks lol. I'll have our only car at work all weekend so if they want to adventure out into town to look at racist antique shops (seriously I cannot even express how common it is to find straight up n*zi memorabilia in shops here), they're going to have to squeeze into his friend's small car together. Thank God we at least have AC and WIFI and a community pool lol. It's basically camping here. Hopefully at the very least the weather will turn out nice.

I felt so guilty about asking for an extra day off this week during our busiest time of year, I had a very active stress dream about having to sleep at work but still waking up late lol. Nevermind that I requested time during our slowest part of the week, and while I don't have to run the kitchen as well as support retail because the actual kitchen manager took a week and a half off for her own vacation knowing full well how insanely busy we are right now. At least I don't have a cake order on top of it all? For now. 🤞

I can't remember if I've mentioned it or not but the party order went well. We were, of course, crazy busy on Saturday, hosting a boy scout troop as well as the average nice weather weekend customers and tipsy meadery attendants. The meadery was so busy that there wasn't enough seating for everyone, and despite having planned this party for over two weeks and the fact that oh idk the meadery is on farm property so like everything including the meadery is farm property and they don't get to veto farm activities for their own last minute needs, I got griped at by the meadery manager because she didn't know that there was a party reservation that had nothing to do with her and didn't take away any meadery space but instead took all of the cafe space but she was pissed that her shit wasn't my priority?? Ugh. I really do get it; we're all high stress and stretching ourselves thinner than dick skin to make ends meet and fulfill as much service as possible in these chaotic times, but I don't deserve to be humiliated in front of a customer because you're not handling the stress of your unexpected success very well.

But the party guest loved the cakes, and the lady even hugged me when she saw it lol. Felt very validating plus I've never been hugged by a customer before so that was sweet. I have to sit the kitchen manager and our owner down for a meeting and let them know that I am %100 down for fulfilling custom catering requests for guests, but only when it is actually doable and sustainable and if I can complete it in a sane and logical way. I had to spend a lot of my free time preparing for this order, and I was expecting to run the kitchen as well as support retail during a busy pick up season while balancing this experimental order on my nose like a circus seal. I need two actual full uninterrupted 8 hour shifts, back-to-back, to successfully do something like this. The farm is doing very well in all aspects this year; bee sales, agritourism, social media interest and interaction, etc. But that is sadly the problem. Our owners aren't willing to hire the help we need to provide the experiences we offer, so we're all trying to multiply our bodies and get five things done at once. For less than a livable wage lol. My husband is stressing bc politicians are trying to cut VA funding again, which could lead to us taking a serious financial hit which we may never recover from. So now every chance he gets, he's lecturing me about standing up for my rights as a worker and demanding better pay with better boundaries and I'm just like damn if I even manage to survive this season I doubt I'm going to jeopardize what little income I have and a job I actually care about for my personal rights nawattameen? There's just no winning here for me.

So anyway it's Monday again lol good luck I guess.

[gnattyplayssims]

1957 Pt2 - The Break-in

"Being a Sea Monster is exhausting I'm ready for a nap!"

Ava laughed, "You're a very good sea monster, Daddy"

"Why don't you two read a book and I'll get started on dinner. Oh! my mom found the Chronicles of Rodiek. It came in the mail yesterday."

"That sounds great, baby!" Jamal smiled and opened the door for his wife to enter first,

"Jamal!" He came up behind her and froze when he saw the state of their living room. Papers everywhere, shelves tipped, chairs flipped, the bedroom doors hanging wide open. "My books!"

Sofia took a step toward the shelves but Jamal seized her wrist, "No, those shelves look precarious." He stepped in front of her angrily "Who the plumb would do this?"

"Jam, It was Don. It had to be. He knows how much I like books. This has to be him telling me he found me!"

"Hey, hey!" He took her by the shoulders as Ava entered the house and took in the room.

Jamal let out a breath not wanting to talk about Don in front of Ava and kissed Sofia on the forehead instead. "Stay here, I'll check the rest of the house."

"Mommy, what happened here?"

"It's okay sweetie, someone just wanted to scare mommy, but daddy's going to take care of it." Ava nodded and put on her brave face, Sofia pulled her in pretending to comfort her daughter when really it was her that needed the comfort.

"House is clear. I'll start cleaning up."

"Cleaning up?! Are you crazy?! We need to call the authorities! We need to get out of this house! We need to get as far away from Don as possible! We need-"

Jamal seized her face and she choked as he pulled her face toward him. His grip easing as she relaxed into his kiss.

"Do you not think I can protect you?" he spoke through gritted teeth then seemed to realize he was scaring her and pulled her into a hug.

"I-I'm just so scared, Jam. I can't go back to that life."

"You won't. I promise. I'll take you to Copperdale while I sort things out here."

That night Hezekiah was sitting in the living room when the phone rang. "Hi dad it's Sofia."

"Dandelion! It's good to hear from you, how are you?"

She sniffed "I'm fine, we're fine...Jamal had a work thing come up...can Ava and I stay with you for a few days?"

"We'd love that"

"Look who else came to stay!" Anabelle was overjoyed to have both her children under one roof again. "We'll have to pull out a sleeping bag."

"Jamal is only staying the night, he has to get back to Oasis Springs...for work." Sofia hugged her mother, "Ava can sleep with me.

"Is everything okay sweetie?" Anabelle looked at her daughter skeptically. Noticing more than just the fear in her eyes.

"I'm...just tired. It was a long trip here. I think I'll lay down for a bit if that's okay."

"Alright. I'll wake you when dinner is ready."

Anabelle was excited to be cooking for her whole family again. "Mom that smells amazing. I think you've become an even better cook then when I left."

"Maybe a little but you've also been eating your aunt Rachel's cooking."

"Ugh, peppers mom? I hate peppers."

"Pick them out."

"Sweetheart, you've barely touched your dinner."

"I'm not hungry."

"You were starving on the way here."

"The peppers are flavoring the whole thing."

Jamal forced a smile trying to communicate without worrying her parents. "Baby, you've had a long day, you really should eat."

Hezekiah frowned at their weird behavior but didn't say anything. Anabelle was not so careful. "Sofia, I worked really hard on this meal, the least you can do is give it a taste."

"Anabelle, leave her alone. She's a grown woman she doesn't need you telling her how to eat."

Anabelle winced, remembering the last time they had sat around this table and argued about food. "Sorry, sweetie, It's a mother's job to worry about her children."

"No it's fine, I'll eat some of it."

"See that wasn't so bad."

Sofia felt like she was going to be sick.

"Well on that wonderful family bonding note, can I use your TV? My friend Estaban has been talking about this show but we don't have a TV in Henford."

"Sure son." Kye said focusing his attention on Ava who'd finally woke from her nap. "Hey kiddo, come over here and grab a plate"

A little later Hezekiah joined Stefan in the living room, "Ugh what is this garbage."

"It's not garbage dad, Judith Ward is like the most popular actress in television right now."

"You know when I was a kid we had to go to a theater and the movies were silent."

"Can I watch too Grampa?"

Kye brightened a bit. "Oh sure sweetheart, why don't you come sit between us and your uncle can tell us what's so special about this silly show"

As the family settled in, Anabelle pulled her daughter aside. "I don't mean to upset you sweetheart but..."

Anabelle handed her daughter the box with a sad smile and Anabelle's stomach dropped. "I've been suspecting all evening."

Sofia slipped into the bathroom and took a deep breath. It would be negative again, she was just stressed. Dread filled her when she saw the second line "No"

"Well?" Sofia just nodded and Anabelle hugged her excitedly. "Oh sweetheart!"

"Mom quiet, I don't need everyone knowing just yet."

Her mother kissed her on the cheek, "Ok ok. I'm sorry. I'm just so excited for you."

"Yeah. Me too." She forced a smile, "I'm gonna lay down."

Jamal found Sofia later that night. "Hey, you coming to bed?"

"Jamal, I have something I need to tell you...before you go back to Oasis Springs."

Meanwhile in the bedroom, "Sofia's pregnant."

"What? That's amazing!"

"It is but...I don't think she's very happy about it."

1958 Pt1 - The Meaning of a Rose

[fire-for-you]

this is where the rest of our life begins - PART FOUR

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pairing - l. fitz x g. ward

rating - teen and up (for part four: mpreg, boys in love, alpha grant ward, omega leo fitz, a/b/o dynamics, aos season 1, established relationship, fluff, domestic fluff, cravings)

word count - 739

summary - fitz early morning cravings and ward support

how far along is fitz - 15 weeks

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Three weeks later...

Grant awoke with a start, throwing off the bedsheets and sitting up. He took deep breaths attempting to calm himself down. His nightmare was still fresh in his mind, the image of Leo leaving him melting his brain. The Scot had discovered he was Hydra and took their child with him, running away full of fear. Ward was afraid of this happening any minute; he had no idea when Garrett and the entirety of Hydra would put their plan into motion, except that it was soon and had been planned for years. The man looked over at the other side of the bed, wanting to be comforted by his Omega’s sleeping form. He found nothing but a recently warm space and the cabin door ajar. Ward got up and walked out of the room, hearing humming and a light on in the kitchen. 

“Um, Leo?” He asked, seeing his boyfriend with a spoon in his mouth, a jar of pickles, a bottle of ketchup, and a small tub of ice cream sitting next to him. 

“Oh, hey, Grant!” He waved vigorously, clearly over-tired and out of it. “How’s it goin’?” 

The Alpha waved back reluctantly, very confused and worried. “I- babe. What are you doing?” 

“Oh! I got a craving for an ice cream sundae with ketchup-” Leo picked up the bottle, squirting it into a bowl an ice cream in lieu of caramel or chocolate sauce. “And pickles-” He dropped two long speared pickles into the bowl, spraying the sweet vanilla ice cream with salty pickle juice. 

“Honey? You don’t like pickles. And Jemma told us to try not to overindulge on sweets.” Grant slid closer to his Omega, who smelled of vinegar and sadness. 

Leo made a face of realization. “Oh. Right. Oops!” He set the white bowl down on the island and stared at it, unsure what to do next. 

“Um, alright. Here, Leo.” Grant dragged up a chair and helped the scientist into it.” Why don’t we sit down? I can get you an apple; do you want that instead?” He asked, trying to get Leo to look at him. The shorter nodded. Grant turned away, intent on finding an apple to cut and feed his Omega. When he returned to his boyfriend, he saw tears streaming down his face. “Woah, woah. Hey. Hey. Baby, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” The taller set down another bowl on the island - this one full of fresh apple slices - and wiped the hot trails of salty tears off Leo’s pale face. 

Leo sniffed, glancing away from his partner. “I don’t know!” He exclaimed. “My mood swings are getting so bad! I snapped at Skye today because she asked to help me. What is wrong with me...” The dirty blonde stared at his lap, hands wringing solemnly. 

“Leo Fitz. Nothing is wrong with you.” Grant put his hands on Fitz’s knees, exasperated. “You are beautiful, you are a genius, and you are going to be a mother. You are creating life. I think you have the right to be a little moody.” Leo hugged him, squashing his face against the other’s shoulder with a watery smile. He breathed in the Alpha’s dewy pine and chocolate smell, letting it will the tears away. When they pulled away, Ward said, “I don’t know about these cravings, though. Ice cream and ketchup? We have chocolate sauce, baby.” 

The Scot shrugged, reaching for his apple slices. “A little salty with my sweet.” He mumbled. Once he was finished, the level seven agent took his bowl and put it in the sink. Taking the other, he scraped out the weird combination and put some water in it. The Omega got up, groaning. “Ugh, my back.” 

Grant hummed, putting his hand on the scientist’s lower back, guiding him to the bedroom, and helping him sit on the bed. “Do you want a heating pad?” Leo winced as he lay down, nodding, thankful for his Alpha. The older went to get it, plugging it in and offering his boyfriend a pillow. Fitz let out a sigh of relief as he leaned back onto it, closing his eyes. He drifted off almost instantly. Ward closed the door silently and returned to bed, draping an arm over Leo’s lower abdomen. He kissed the crook of his partner’s neck, nuzzling his face against his unmated scent gland before sleep caught up to him. 

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Why did you elbow me? 101

Achilles Castle part 6

Alexis: pov this must be hard Dad going home and Kate having to stay here. We have decided to divide and conquer. The hospital is providing us with crutches and a wheelchair for Dad. The stuff Lanie ordered should arrive tomorrow morning. When we get home Dave is going to run to the store and pick up a baby monitor. Gram is going to be making breakfast in the mornings and Jim has offered to make the lunches since it's most likely going to be sandwiches. Looks like me and Dave are on dinner duty. Lanie will be helping Castle with his medical needs.

Ryan: pov Lanie calls me to update me, turns out Castle is getting released which is fantastic. The sad part is Kate has to stay in the hospital for monitoring since she had a ventricular tachycardia episode. It's starting to get late, Jenny already got Sarah Grace in bed. Me and Jenny decided to watch a movie and spend some time cuddling in bed.

Kate: pov Castle is already in the car and on his way home. Dad texted me as they were pulling up to the house. I guess it's just me and Lanie here. I thank her for spending the night and she says no problem.

Dave: pov we get Mr Castle settled on the sofa, then I head out to the store to buy the baby monitor it was Lanie's suggestion.

Castle: pov Alexis pulls out the walkie-talkies from the back of a cabinet. Everyone chats until Dave gets back. We will set up the monitor tomorrow. The sofa isn't too bad, Dave is staying in the guest room, Mother, Alexis and Jim are all in their rooms upstairs.

Lanie: pov Kate is having a very hard time falling asleep. Ugh this is going to be a rough night. Kate kept waking up in the middle of the night, at least the recliner in her room is comfortable. in the morning her Dr shows up and asks her how she slept and she says not good i was worried about Castle. The Dr gives Kate her heart medicine, before we are sent home she has scans. A therapist also comes to talk with Kate a little about her fear that something bad would happen to Castle. In the scan room which has pale blue walls on the cardiology ward. I help Kate lay on the exam table, Dr Crane has nurse Suzanne hook her up to the ekg machine, he says right now everything looks stable. He then squirts the very cold gel on Kate's chest and moves the wand around over her heart. Dr Crane mentions at the moment everything looks stable.

Kate: pov I have been cleared to move around a little bit more. Back in my room I'm given cheerios for breakfast, then I fill out my release form. I hate being tired all the time. But fatigue is a side effect of my heart condition. A nurse wheels me out to Lanie' car. Once home I hug Castle who is sitting on the sofa eating eggs and bacon. I have some exercises I'm supposed to do at home to keep my strength up.

Alexis: pov I'm so happy Kate is home, a few minutes after sitting on the sofa it seems like she has fallen asleep cuddling Dad. I give him his morning pain pill. Gram made bacon and eggs for everyone. I'm helping set up the baby monitor. It has 2 monitor ends. I put one in the living room and Lanie puts one in the master bedroom which Kate is sleeping in. That way she and Castle can talk and see each other, and we can monitor them too.

Esposito: pov me and Ryan are searching the guys house for any clues. We found nothing useful at his house.

Jim: pov Lanie mentions Castle's pain pills will make him sleep a lot today, Katie just woke up from her nap. It's decided since it's so nice out we are sitting outside and chatting. Alexis and her boyfriend Dave are actually getting in the pool.

Dave: pov everyone gets into their bathing suits. Outside me and Alexis get in the pool since it's nice out, Mr Castle is asleep on a lounge chair. Lanie asks Kate if she wants to get in the pool to cool off.

Lanie: pov I help her into her life jacket. I tell Dave to be on standby just in case. Me and Kate sit on the steps of the pool which should keep her cool. I talked with Castle, Martha and Jim earlier and we have a surprise for Alexis and Dave.

Esposito: pov Next we moved onto his other property, an office-like building. In the basement we found a secret room. This must be where he did his organ harvesting.

Ryan: pov this place is weird almost looks like an operating suite, we have esu comb over the building looking for evidence.

Jim: pov I'm inside making sandwiches for lunch, Martha is helping by packing a picnic lunch for Alexis and Dave so they can eat it on the beach and have some alone time, for a little bit.

Martha: pov Richard is up from his nap Alexis gives him his pain meds. I tell Alexis we have a surprise for her and Dave. I packed them a picnic lunch so they could eat on the beach and have some alone time.

Alexis: pov how nice of Gram she says it was dad's idea. Me and Dave head out for our picnic lunch.

Kate: pov dad made me some oatmeal, my new favorite food. With some fruit on the side. I changed into a pair of shorts and a cute beachy t-shirt.

Ryan: pov I found a surveillance camera from the area around where the building is located. I'm eating a meatball sub while watching the footage looking for any clues. Esposito is interviewing the building owner before he stops for lunch.

Dave: pov after a short walk to the beach me and Alexis set the blanket down. Then open up the picnic basket. We chat while we eat, Alexis thanks me for all my help with her Dad and Kate. I tell her no problem, I really like you. To be continued. ……….

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Curiosity Killed The Cat

request: request. i’m not sure if you’re comfortable with writing it but it’s worth a try the team is always teasing spencer saying “he’s definitely a virgin” and he’s like “wtf no i’m not” one day they’re like ok well then y/n can see for herself, y/n is like “😳i didn’t sign up for this” and long story short they come back to the bau and the team is like “ ok soooo?” and y/n is like zoning out mumbling “you were wrong”

Warnings: SMUT (Penetration, oral (female recieving), spanking, over-stimulation, choking, degrading kink)

A/N: YO SHIT’S ABOUT TO GO DOWN, I am going to start publishing fics again, but updates will be very very slow. They’ll increase eventually, but for now, they are slow. Love you all!

The night began at work. A late night with the team at the office, stacks of files mounted on all of your desks and you’re all gathered around to keep each other awake.

“Ugh. This is too much work. Seriously. Can’t killers ever take a break?”

You whine, spinning in the swivel chair and holding a file in the air. Morgan chuckles, staring at his own file before speaking.

“I need a drink after this.”

“You and me both Morgs.”

“I told you to stop calling me that Girly.”

You chuckle, stopping your spinning and standing up to stretch. It feels nearly impossible to stay awake. Not necessarily because you’re tired, but you’ve been staring at similar files all day and it’s getting boring and tiring.

 “I’ll do refills on coffee. Gimme your mugs.”

You say, letting them pile different sizes of cups and mugs in your arms. You saunter over to the coffee machine and set them on the counter.

You set the pot for a lot of coffee and quickly dash to Hotch’s office, where him and Rossi are.

“Yo, I’m making coffee, y’all need refills?”

They shake their heads and you shrug, returning to the coffee machine and pouring the coffee in the mugs before adding cream and sugar.

“How much sugar tonight Reid?”

You ask, turning to the tall doctor with a smirk. Luckily, you and your team are the only people left in the bullpen so you can be as loud as you want.

“A lot.”

You snort, grabbing the box of sugar and piling it in, almost emptying it before putting it on the shelf and making a few trips to distribute the coffee.

“Here you are Spencer, sugar with some coffee on the side.”

You chuckle, sitting in your chair again and picking a new file up, only to find that this was the last file.

“Oh. Anyone else wanna give me files? I’m on my last one.”

Morgan and Emily immediately run up to you with files, dropping them on your desk and thanking you. It made you laugh, watching smiles grown on their faces.

“Okay team. We’re almost finished. Just a little bit more now.”

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A few hours later you, Spencer, Rossi, and Hotch are finished with your stacks, waiting for the other three with Penelope, discussing bars to go to.

“Oooo there’s a new one downtown, we should go there.”

“Can you guys hold back your alcohol talk until tonight please? I just wanna get out of here fast and maybe get lucky tonight.”

Emily pleads, making you and the other women go “oooo” while the men groan.

“Oh boy you are right Em. I haven’t gotten laid in so long. Too long.”

You say, leaning back in your chair and looking at a flabbergasted Penelope.

“How long?”

She asks, staring at you in disbelief. You were a very beautiful woman (Don’t you fucking dare say otherwise) so people often assumed you had sex often. You weren’t private about it either. So what if people judged you? Sex is natural and anyone who says otherwise is selling something.

“Since my first time in middle school. I had a delusion that sex was gonna be this amazing thing and then it was actually terrible. I gave up all hope and never slept with anyone ever again. So you know, it is what it is.”

Everyone looked at you in shock, confused as to how you went your whole life without sex.

“Wait really?”

Morgan questions, his attention dropping from the files to you in an instant. Spencer simply stared at you in disbelief, his expression suddenly making you nervous.

“Y-yeah. I haven't had sex since middle school. It isn’t a big deal.”

You defend, but Penelope wraps an arm around you, pulling you close.

“Oh honey I’m definitely finding you someone to take home.”

“Hey, at least you had your first time, unlike pretty boy over here.”

Morgan teases, messing with Spencer’s hair. Spencer was often teased for being a virgin, but none of you knew what to believe. He said he wasn’t, but refused to tell even Morgan about any of his times.

“How many times do I have to tell you guys, I’m not a virgin!”

“Then tell us about one time.”

Morgan says, a wide smirk on his face at the disheveled state of the genius doctor. Poor Reid just wanted to be left alone but Morgan will not let this go.

“Morgan. Not all of us are public about our sex lives like you bud. Sometimes I wish you were as secretive as Reid. None of us want to hear about how you “got it on”.”

Morgan grimaces, and Spencer looks to you thankfully. 

“C’mon Y/N, you aren’t even a little curious?”

Emily asks from her desk, finally finishing up the last file with JJ. You shrug, playing with your hair briefly.

“Of course I’m super curious, but, unlike you lust goblins, I stand with Hotch and Rossi and don’t want to make him uncomfortable.”

Various groans come from the team as you fist-bump Hotch and Rossi, laughing at their defeat.

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When Morgan finally finishes, you all head to the new bar downtown, smiling at the flashing lights of the dance floor and immediately going to a small table with the rest of the team.

“Oh hells yes! This place is already fun!”

Penelope squeals, waving a worker over to get food. Morgan sits next to you, Emily on your other side and Spencer is next to Morgan and Hotch. 

“Alright my baby’s we are partying until Y/N gets lucky!”

You chuckle at Penelope’s words, raising a glass of water to your lips and taking a big swig of it before looking around. The people in there were definitely attractive, but your mind never swayed from a certain genius.

You meant it when you said you were curious, your mind had always wandered to certain images when you went to sleep, constantly imagining what he would be like.

You’re mind was so easily destroyed by him. All of your thoughts contorted by him. To the point where you can’t imagine sleeping with any of these other people, but you’re scared to ruin your friendship with him by trying to sleep with him.

“Ah guys. I’m fine. I don’t want to sleep with someone I don’t know.”

Morgan groans, nudging your side and making you laugh.

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A few hours later, Spencer has abandoned ship and went to the bathroom, leaving you alone with the rest of the team as you eat some wings.

“Oh my god I know how to figure out if Reid’s a virgin or not!”

Penelope shouts, you look at her excited face, just smirking as she squeals.

“And what is your plan?”

“One of us hooks up with him!”

You all choke on your food and drinks, staring at her in shock.

“I’m sorry what? Did you just say-”

“Actually that’s not a bad idea.”

Hotch cuts you off. You turn to his smirking face in shock. Never in a million years would you have thought that Aaron Hotchner thought one of you sleeping with Reid is a good idea.

“Hotch! Wouldn’t that like, mess with work or something?”

He shrugs, turning to you and smirking.

“What can I say? I’m curious too.”

You sigh, chuckling a bit and shaking your head.

“I say Y/N does it.”

“What?”

“Yeah! Y/N is single and hasn’t gotten laid in a while, it’s perfect!”

“Guys no I-”

“Oh my god you’re right! Plus there’s plenty of sexual tension between the two of them.”

You sigh, knowing they won’t let up until this happens. When the team wants something, they make it happen.

“Okay guys, I didn’t sign up for this, I’m not your test dummy.”

You say, putting your wings down on the plate in front of you and looking around at them all.

“Please girly? Pretty please?”

Morgan begs, clutching your hand tightly and shaking it up and down like a child who wants a toy.

“Y/N, I will make sure you get a raise in your paycheck.”

You stop and think about it for a second.

It could ruin your relationship with him forever, then again, he’s the type to forgive and forget when it comes to his friends.

And if it did work out, then things could be awkward between the two of you for a long time, or worse, he’d regret it. And like all the things he regrets, he’d ignore you until you disappeared.

And the worst you can think of, you take his virginity. Not someone he loves, not his girlfriend or wife, you. His bestfriend and co-worker. 

But still, just that small percentage that everything might go completely right and you might even get a second time with him makes it feels like it might be worth it.

“Okay fine. But I don’t want a raise. If I’m doing this it’s because I want to.”

They all cheer and you just smile, taking a swig of beer before motioning for Morgan to switch seats with you so that when Spencer comes back he’ll be next to you.

Within a few minutes Spencer returns and you feel a heat travel up your neck as you look at him. He turned to you and smiled, sending shivers up your spine as you smiled back.

“Why’d you switch places?”

He asks, you turn to Morgan for help, pleading him to come up with a fake story.

“Emily kept poking her so she told me to switch.”

He says, you practically glare daggers at him, but you go with it, turning back to Spencer and nodding with a smile.

“Yep, so now, you are stuck with me.”

You joke, trying to ease the dusty pink on your cheeks, and nudge him gently in the arm.

In a few minutes you muster up the courage to let your hand travel off of the counter and onto Spencer’s thigh, feeling your entire face go crimson at the feeling of the hard muscle.

He choked on his water briefly before looking at you, his eyebrows furrowing at the sight of your red face. You were trying to hide any emotion you felt out of embarrassment. 

He didn’t say anything though, you’re hand felt warm against the cool breeze of the bar, and he wasn’t opposed to your touch whatsoever.

Everyone continued talking and laughing as your hand inched upwards, and you could feel his body tense up every once in a while, and every time he did, you paused, giving him a moment to push your hand away or tell you to stop, but he didn’t. Not even when you began massaging and squeezing the muscle in your hands.

In fact, he at some point grabbed your hand and positioned it right above his own cock. You weren’t touching it yet, just hovering in slight fear.

He wants this.

You thought before slowly lowering your hand, your eyes widening at the feeling of his semi hard and fairly large cock. What the hell were you getting yourself into?

You glance at him quickly, only to find him staring straight back at you with lust lidded eyes. They were intimidating, almost scary. Usually you would have hated to be on the receiving end of this glare, but in this context, it made you feel like a match had been lit inside of you and you were just left there with a lit match inside of you.

The moment you squeezed your hands just slightly, he abruptly stood up, your hand falling from his crotch. Everyone looks at him in shock as he yanks you up.

“I need to talk to you.”

Is all he says before dragging you away. You only had a split second to turn and see the teams faces, but they were all pretty much the same. 

A shit eating smile with wiggling eyebrows.

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From the moment you were yanked into the private room with Spencer, you were super nervous. It had been years, you were inexperienced. What if he didn’t like it? What if he left because you were bad at it?

He seemed to notice your panicked state and sat you down on the bed, crouching in front of you and taking your hands in his.

“Hey, we don’t have to do this. As much as I would love to prove to you that I really am not a virgin, I don’t want you to be uncomfortable. But if you say yes, I will pillage your body to the point that you can’t walk next week.”

Well shit, now you were fully convinced and super turned on. You had thought he was vanilla, or maybe even a bottom, but oh wow you were so wrong.

“Do it.”

Those were the only two words needed for Spencer Reid to pounce, and your plane of vision was knocked over, now laying on your back as he traps you under his body. 

His lips are everywhere. They’re on yours at first, but they travel to your jaw, your neck, and his lengthy fingers work at the buttons on your dress shirt rapidly. 

“Shit Spencer...”

You whine out as he works his hands across your body. They feel like fire against your skin. His lips are wet and messy, kissing and marking your neck for the world to see.

You grip his shirt, tugging at it and opening your mouth to speak, but a moan slips out instead. You shut your eyes in embarrassment as you feel his lips curl upwards on your collarbone, the suckling feeling feeling so warm and tingly.

“What is it baby? You want me to take my shirt off? huh?”

You nod eagerly, chest rising and falling quickly as he raises his body off of yours, and you open your heavy eyes to see him strip off his shirt. He isn’t muscly, but he’s perfect, he looks perfect.

“What do you want baby?”

You stumble over your words, your mind already fuzzy somehow by just his lips.

“You. I want you. Please Spencer I want you.”

 You beg, your hands travelling up his torso and feeling his soft skin. He leans down again, towering over you and smashing his lips on your while his hands work on getting your pants off.

His lips were safe, careful. Not aggressive, and his tongue that tasted the inside of your mouth was warm and loving, savoring your taste as you whined into his.

He was smiling so widely against your skin, his pride booming at the way you reacted to his touch. He never once thought he could get you to react like this.

“You just wanted to see if I was a virgin huh? You curious?”

You nod and shake your head, confused on why you were doing this as well. You wanted this so much it almost hurt, you’ve wanted this since day one. You were also really curious as well though.

“You know what they say.”

He leans into your ear, kissing your neck and biting your ear.

“Curiosity killed the cat.”

You felt his fingers rub at your clothed pussy, your black cloth panties preventing him from fucking you with his fingers. His fingers rub against your clit, the cotton creating friction on it as well.

 “Please Spencer! Please please please!”

You beg, feeling his breath land on your cold skin in a way that felt so raw and rigid. He tugs at your panties, freeing your cunt as a finger rubs against your clit, the bundle of nerves jolting you up.

A loud moan escapes your lips as he continues circling your clit with his long fingers, His lips kissing your open ones.

Two fingers probe into you, scissoring themselves inside of you. You groan into his mouth as they curl upwards into your wet cunt.

“Shit!”

He moves his head between your thighs, licking a wet stripe up your clit, flicking it around as you moan at the sensitive feeling. It feels like electricity lighting up the sensitive nub.

A pressure builds between your legs, a spring coiling in your stomach as he suckles on your clit, fucking you fast with his fingers.

“Spencer! I’m gonna- I’m gonna cum!”

“Do it.”

It hits you like a fiery clap of thunder, the feeling so extreme and hot it almost makes you scream and you can only hope no one heard you over the music outside.

Your breathing is labored as your high dies down, but Spencer doesn’t let up, he flips you over onto your stomach, dragging you to your knees by your hips. 

“Wha-”

You get cut off by your own moan of pain, the tip of his cock slowly being pressed into your tight and wet cunt.

“It’ll get better baby, I’ll go slow, I promise. Just tell me when you want me to go, and when you want me to stop. Okay?”

You nod against the pillow under your face, tears slipping out of the corners of your eyes. A hand lands on your ass, making you yelp at the rough feeling.

“Words baby.”

You moan, palming the sheets with your fists as he pulls out completely, leaving you to feel empty.

“Okay! Please Spencer! Please I need you!”

You could practically feel his pride rolling off of him as he pushes into your sex slowly, filling you up fully. 

It’s a stinging feeling, as if you were being torn apart. But he waits, he let’s you adjust to his girthy size before moving. He really was gentle. You hadn’t expected him to be rough exactly, but he was shockingly gentle and patient.

Eventually, you got used to the feeling, it felt so satisfying as well. The feeling of being so full and warm was so pleasuring, it sent little jolts of pleasure up your spine and out your mouth, making Spencer smirk.

“You’re so tight for me. You so curious you let me fuck you huh? So eager?”

You nod, burying your face into the pillows. You want him to move, to fuck you until you break, but words won’t come out, so you move your hips forwards, letting part of him slip out of you before moving him back into your dripping cunt.

A loud groan escapes both of your lips at the feeling, his hand lands on your ass again, reddening it before taking the hint and thrusting into you carefully.

“Oh... Holy crap!”

You moan out as he continues to clench your hips, surely leaving bruises tomorrow. His thrusts remained slow and deep, but it felt just right. He let his hands wander, travelling up and down your body.

His fingers find your bra, unclipping it and letting it fall off. Your breasts move to the rhythm of his thrusts.

“Faster... Please Spencer faster!”

“What’s that my little slut? You want more? You gonna be a greedy little slut?”

You could feel your cheeks become a dark crimson color, slightly embarrassed at the degrading language he was using, but you nod nonetheless, wanting him to pound into you shamelessly.

“Very well. What a dirty slut wants, she gets.”

His pace quickens suddenly, each thrust into you sharp and hitting into you just right. Loud moans escape both yours and Spencer’s lips, the room becoming sweaty and sticky quickly.

“This want you want you whore? You just want to be fucked like a cheap whore?”

Pointless babbles fall out of your mouth, quiet “Yes” and “I’m your cheap whore” being mumbled as he pounded into from behind. 

A gasp escapes your lips as he lands another smack to your ass, leaving a burning sensation that felt so damn pleasurable after the initial sting.

A familiar pressure builds up between your thighs again, Your legs trembling under the Thunderous feeling of your orgasm washing over your entire body.

You had thought that two orgasms would have been enough for him, but he doesn’t let up, even flipping you back over and thrusting into you harder. 

“S-Spencer!”

You gasp and squirm as his fingers find your sensitive and swollen clit, pinching and rubbing it with his thumb and index finger. It felt like a wave of nerves jolting every bone, your back arching off of the cushion underneath you.

He continues pounding into you mercilessly, admiring the way your tits bounce at his pace, the way you so desperately panted for mercy, but your body betrayed you.

If you really wanted him to get off of you, you would have made it much more clear, you would have been pushing him off more, but you were more just clutching him closer than anything, wriggling your body around.

You couldn’t form any words at this point, chasing after your third orgasm endlessly. You manage to spot the hand that isn’t abusing your clit snake its way up your body, playing and pinching your nipples briefly before wrapping itself around your neck. 

Soft squeezes are delivered to your throat, making you whimper and whine, your own hands reaching his wrist for support, feeling up the vein-y muscles.

“Spencer! Spencer I’m gonna... I’m gonna cum!”

You whimper out, his hand tightens around your throat and his fingers rub your clit faster and harder, abusing the already raw nerves. 

Everything felt so overwhelming. Your body was shaking aggressively each time he rubbed your swollen nub, and the feeling of him pounding into your wet cunt repeatedly slamming your sweet spot mercilessly and choking you out at the same time was so raw and powerful. 

It felt unlike anything you’ve ever felt before. And with a broken moan, you came all over his cock, clenching around him and pushing him over the edge as well. 

He came right inside of you, riding out his high while slowing the rubs delivered to your clit. Your insides were twitching like crazy around his sensitive cock, making him groan while watching your entire body shake.

Soon after you both came, he pulled out, letting his cum drip out of you and onto the bed, pulling your body to sit up.

“Well, did I pass your test?”

You lazily nod at his question. You panted heavily, trying to chase after your breath.

“Holy shit Spencer... That was... Wow.”

He chuckled, grabbing your clothes off of the floor and placing them next to you.

“Need help cleaning up?”

You shook your head, meeting his starstruck eyes for the first time since he choked you. They were so bright, so in awe. 

“Alright, well I’m gonna head home so I don’t have to face the others. See you at work?”

“See ya.”

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Twenty minutes later, Spencer had gone home and you had finished getting all of his cum out of you, and now you were fully dressed, making your way back to the others in a shell shocked state of mind.

Everyone else was trying their hardest not to laugh at the sight of your shaky legs when you stumbled into your chair, red hickies all over your neck. You sat with a blank stare in your eyes, chugging your water.

“So?”

Morgan asked, knowing the answer already but just wanting to hear it anyways.

“You were wrong.”

You managed to mumble out. Everyone broke out laughing, even Hotch and Rossi.

You continued to eat your wings, The memory of what just happened stuck on replay in your brain.

PERMANENT TAGLIST(OPEN) @pinkdiamond1016 @spencer-reids-snow-white @sheepfather @eusuntgroot @libradolan

[dismal-alien-darling]

Little Flower

Alcina Dimitrescu x female reader

You and Lady Dimitrescu’s vampire baby

Bela, Cassandra and Daniela Dimitrescu

b/g= baby’s gender

b/n= baby’s name

Summary: New baby fluff, that’s it.

Warnings/tags: new vampire baby, the girls are besides themselves, you and Alcina are proud mamas, fluffy fluff 

A/n: Requested by @coolninjavoid, they wanted new baby fluff continuing from my fic “Birth and Rebirth,” enjoy! 

“Good morning floarea mea,” you cooed picking up b/n from their crib. “Did you sleep well my little love?” B/n let out a laugh looking up at b/g mother. “You did!?” you sang peppering b/n’s face with kisses making b/g giggle.

“How is our floare mică this morning?” Alcina’s voice came into the nursery. You sat down in the rocking chair a soft fire already crackling undoing a few buttons on your shirt as b/n latched on for breakfast.

“B/g’s perfect as usual,” you sighed looking up at Alcina as she placed a soft kiss on your lips. Alcina knelt down next to you resting her head on your shoulder so she could look at b/n. At seeing her other mother, b/n’s eyes sparkled in delight. Alcina smiled broadly ever so gently stroking b/n’s head so she didn’t disturb b/g breakfast. 

“Hungry aren’t you draga mea,” Alcina chuckled, “you take after your sisters.” You and Alcina both laughed. The two you watched as b/n had her fill, letting go once b/g was full.

“You need to eat as well lubirea mea,” Alcina said to you taking b/n in her arms. Compared to Lady Dimitrescu b/n was even tinier than b/g already was in the arms of her giantess mother.

“Yes yes my lover I have every intention,” you said rising from the rocking chair stretching.

“How is our sibling this morning!?” Bela’s voice came crashing into the nursery her sisters fast behind her.

“SHUSH!” Alcina scolded, “B/n just ate and b/g can’t have so much commotion in b/g poor ears.” Alcina finished covering b/n’s ears.

“That’s my bad mother,” Bela said now whispering.

“See mother, this is why I should watch over her,” Cassandra said even quieter.

“You are Bela are always tied for whose the loudest, I’m quiet as mouse,” Daniela said in a barely audible whisper.

“No you aren’t” Cassandra and Bela didn’t say, but mouthed. This fracus between the girls had been going on since the moment b/n was born. The girls were in constant competition to see who was the “better older sister.” You and Alcina had mixed feelings about this; on one hand your hearts swelled with such pride you two thought you might burst when the girls would care for their youngest sibling, on the other hand it would grate on your nerves having to constantly break them from fighting not wanting b/n to hear stressed voices so early in b/g life. You and Alcina were both sure the girls had held b/n more than you two had since b/g was born.

“If you three don’t knock it off right now no one is getting to hold, play or feed b/n at all today,” you growled not having the energy to deal with the girls’ antics today. The girls immediately softened their faces and nodded so hard you and Alcina were surprised their heads didn’t pop off their bodies. You didn’t notice but Lady Dimitrescu grinned, pleased with your new motherly sternness that was starting to rival hers at times.

“I’m sure breakfast is ready now let’s go and eat,” Alcina said handing b/n back to you as you all made your way to the breakfast nook. Alcina held b/n as you ate heartily because breastfeeding a vampire baby was no joke. Just as you finished eating b/n started crying.

“What’s wrong my love!?” Alcina said voice fraught with concern. You laughed to yourself rolling your eyes. Ever since b/n was born if b/g made the slightest cry Alcina would go into fight mode. You found this very sweet and amusing.

“Again my little dearest? B/g is just hungry again drag mea calm down,” you said as Alcina handed you b/n. You got up to head to the sitting room to feed b/g.

After b/n had their fill again the girls poked their heads in the sitting room. “Come in my sweets,” you motioned for them to come in their mother following behind coming to where you sat.

“Can we play with b/g now?” Cassandra asked.

“In a minute b/g needs to digest,” you replied. “Here,” you said handing b/n to Cassandra along with a small towel. When you handed b/n over Alcina picked you up and sat down placing you on her lap. Cassandra knew what to do and before long b/n let out a cute little burp.

“Ha-ha nice,” Bela laughed burping herself. Daniela and Cassandra followed suit making b/n screech with laughter.

“Ugh girls-“Alcina started but stopped when b/n kept laughing so she couldn’t bring herself to chastise her daughters. Bela jumped up dragging b/n’s huge toy chest over to the where her sisters sat.

“Look it’s mister lycan,” Bela chirped bouncing the stuffed animal around making b/n squeal. 

*************

“Peek-a-boo!” Daniela sang as Bela held b/n.

“Where’s Daniela?” Bela asked b/n.

“Peek-a-boo!” Cassandra sang.

“Where’a Cassandra?” Bela asked b/n. You and Alcina sat with your tea as you watched your girls play together. You had been melted into Alcina’s lap while the girls entertained their youngest sibling. B/n let out a yawn.

“Did your sisters tire you out my little darling?” You cooed walking over taking b/n from Bela. “Nap time for you.” You walked upstairs to the nursery, Alcina keeping stride next to you. You placed b/n in the crib and b/g let out another yawn.

“What a big yawn cel mic,” whispered Alcina as the two of you caressed your baby’s face until b/n was fast asleep.

**************

B/n woke up screaming b/g head off. You were in the room within seconds. “Is someone hungry again my lupul mic?” you said settling in. You heard Alcina’s footsteps dashing down the hall.

“What’s wrong with b/n?!” She said looking very worried.

“Alcina, lubirea mea, b/g is just hungry...again. No emergency here,” you laughed as Alcina’s worry left her face. She made her way over to you and b/n watching you feed your child once again. 

“My beautiful doves, my sweet darlings,” Alcina fawned kissing you and b/n. You leaned up capturing her lips again in a gentle kiss as b/n suckled on your chest. “I love you, I love you both, so much, my babies,” Alcina continued hugging your upper body careful not to disturb b/n. 

“And we love you Alcina,” you said tears welling in your eyes. A gentle knocking on the nursery door caught your attention. “Come in,” you sniffled wiping your eyes. 

“My ladies, it’s a lovely day outside, would you and your daughters and your little one like to take lunch on the veranda?” your head maid asked. 

“Yes that sounds lovely thank you,” you answered as the maid nodded turning away. 

The Dimitrescu family sat outside enjoying a delicious lunch as Daniela held b/n showing b/g the different birds flitting around. 

“And that one there is a a gold finch,” Daniela said excitedly pointing at a nearby bird, “can you see it’s beautiful yellow and black feathers b/n? It’s such a pretty bird just like you!” 

After lunch, you mentioned something about b/n needing a bath and the girls jumped on the opportunity.   

“Can we please give b/n a bath y/n please?” Bela begged. “We’ll be so so careful and we won’t fight or bicker!” It’s not like you didn’t trust the girls completely it’s just they had never bathed an infant before. 

“Oh-um-well,” you struggled as you looked at b/n and back at the three sets of eyes that were silently begging. 

“I think they can manage y/n. They have been on their best behavior today after all and besides, it’s not like b/n can drown,” Alcina reassured looking down at you. 

“You make an excellent point Alci. All right girls you may give b/g a bath,” you said handing over b/n. The girls could hardly hold in their pure excitement as they whisked their baby sibling into their bathroom. 

“Come sit with me lubirea mea, they’ll be fine,” Alcina said patting her lap. You looked after the girls, sighing as you curled up in your lady’s lap. The moment your head hit Alcina’s chest you were out like a light. 

“Let’s show your mothers how squeaky clean you are you little rascal,” you awoke hearing Bela’s voice. You rubbed your eyes seeing b/n in Bela’s arms, fresh and clean and in a new outfit. 

“Hello floarea mea, look at you!” you smiled taking b/n. “Girls! B/g looks marvelous, thank you, well done!” you praised making the girls smile so widely their faces hurt.   

“Very well done my doves, you take such astounding care of b/n!” Alcina added hugging her girls tightly. You all spent some down time together in the sitting room until dinner was served, once again on the veranda. You held your child in your arms as you ate, the setting sun casting lovely colors along the castle. 

After dinner, you and Lady Dimitrescu headed up to the nursery to put b/n down for bed time. You sat in your rocking chair feeding b/n one last time before b/g inevitably decided to wake up in a few hours with demanding cries for more. While you fed b/g, Alcina busied herself making b/n’s crib as comfortable as it could be, turning the dial on b/g music box. The gentle tune danced in the air as you finished feeding b/n. Bela, Cassandra and Daniela silently glided into the nursery kissing b/n in your arms. 

“Goodnight love,” Bela cooed. 

“Goodnight little bird,” Daniela whispered. 

“Goodnight darling,” Cassandra cooed. After the girls had left, you and Alcina laid b/n down giving b/g kisses of your own. 

“Goodnight my beautiful one,” Alcina whispered tracing a finger along the side of b/g cheek. 

“Goodnight my perfect angel,” you whispered placing b/n’s favorite plushie next to b/g. You and Alcina looked at each with pure, undying love for each other, your girls and your baby...your little flowers. 

[sugxrslushy]

Bubble Bath

➪ a/n: it’s soft hours baby!! that time of the night I just write dumb soft things that are on my mind before I go to bed. anyways Robin deserves more love and cute little fics written for her. this one can be reader as platonic or not, it works either way. I just like the idea of someone helping you take a bath and it being super cute and soft

➪ includes: Robin (w/ a gn!reader)

➪ warnings: bruises, also very poorly proofread

“Ow.” You mumble as you rub at your achy muscles, you should've known better than to push yourself today. Yet you couldn't help it, the competitiveness rooted deep inside you made it hard to hold back in front of your crewmates. Now you were covered with dark black and blue bruises and felt like you'd fallen down a flight of stairs. Dragging yourself off to the bath was a task on its own, but actually washing yourself up seemed impossible at this point.

You groaned in pain, giving the second attempt to pull your shirt over your head with little to no avail. Your arms felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, and your shoulders cried out in exhausted pain each time you moved them. You slumped onto the edge of the bath and buried your head in your hands, giving yourself a second to rest before your umpteenth attempt. This sucked.

“Y/n? Is everything alright?” Someone chimes in from the door, the voice soft and velvety smooth. You almost slip off the porcelain edge of the tub. Your eyes snapped up to see who it was yet they still stood behind the door, allowing you to keep your privacy. But you knew who it was, the beautiful archaeologist of your crew: Nico Robin. Always so observant, she must've heard you acting like you were at death's door dealing with your body crying out in pain and decided to come make sure you were okay. This was rather embarrassing.

“I just can't do anything, my body hurts from today ugh. I can barely get my shirt off.” You complain, not expecting much from it but she asked what was wrong and you needed a reason to complain about it. She remained behind the door, her tan hand just carefully holding the door as she stayed quiet.

“If you'd like, I can help you. Only if you're comfortable.” She hums after a drawn out silence. Your whole body seemed to heat up in embarrassment upon hearing her offer, god you were barely any better than Sanji. You were completely flustered just over her offer and although your brain told you to decline, your tired body was too busy crying about how you can't do anything but sit here.

“That'd be helpful if you don't mind.”

The door creaks open and she steps in, she smiles comfortingly at you and you feel a bit more at ease. “Of course.” She hums and walks over to the bathtub, turning the handle so that water would spill from the spout then turns towards you. There's a slight hesitation, she moves a bit slower as she steps closer into your boundaries. Taking the hem of your shirt into her hand, she pauses quickly. “May I?” You nod and she helps pull the shirt over your head, careful not to accidentally bump any of the angry bruises on your body then neatly folding your shirt once it's off, placing it in a chair by the tub. You manage to kick off your own pants and slip into the tub before she comes back over.

The water is perfectly warm, and she had added some of Nami’s special bubble bath soap when you weren't looking. Your eyes widen, this was Nami’s, and you shout her a panicked glance. Robin just presses her index finger against her lips in a signal to stay quiet about it. Kneeling besides the tub, she rolls up her sleeves and takes one of the hair shampoos left off to the side. “Those bruises look awful, no wonder why you couldn't do anything. You should ask Chopper if he has anything that can help.”

“I don't think they'll kill me so it's okay, just might have to suffer with them for a few days.” You laugh and melt into the warm water. Her soapy hands hold onto your arm, brushing her fingers over one of the large bruises along your arm, careful enough to not hurt you. It's such a soft moment, just her checking over your injuries. You can see it in her face that she’ll have no problem sending you to the reindeer doctor if she thinks it's bad. But she disregards it, beckoning you closer to begin washing your hair.

She lathers the soap up, massaging it in and creating more sudsy bubbles that fall into the clear water of the bath. Little splashes of water wet her clothes but she doesn't seem to mind, already used to it from the times she's spent washing up Chopper. She's careful to prevent soap from getting in your eyes, her hand pressed against your forehead and shielding your eyes as she rubs in the shampoo.

Brushing away the suds that got on your face, she turns to gather some water up in her cupped hands and pour it over your head, once again careful to not get it in your eyes. Your eyes flutter closed, it just felt so nice to have someone else taking care of you. Especially being so gentle with you, every touch is loving as she combs your hair out with her fingers or wipes water from your eyes with a soft and fluffy towel. The shampoo she's using smells so good, the same type she uses as you recognize it from the smell of lavender when you'd hug her close to yourself.

More soap is applied and she washes up your upper body, small asks before she touched anywhere you might be uncomfortable with. You crack an eye open and lean against the wall of the tub, the material cold against your skin and making goosebumps pop up on your arms. “Couldn't you have used your devil fruit to get this done faster?” You ask as you watched little water droplets fall from your fingers onto the tile floor, gathering up in a small puddle you'll have to clean up afterwards. “Not that I don't like this.” You chuckle and look over at her with a dopey grin.

“I could but I'd rather this, it's much nicer. We’re in no rush to get anything done. Unless you're hungry?” You shake your head no and she laughs lightly. “Then we’re in no rush.” You slip back under the water and she follows, her hands dipping under the water to test the temperature then going back to helping you finish cleaning up. There's no rush as the two of you take your time, chatting and laughing with each other till the water runs cold and she pulls out the plug. It all seeps down the drain, a little underwater tornado appearing till the rest of the water drains. She places the fluffy towel over your shoulder and helps you step out onto the cool tiled floor.

“I have some pajamas you can wear, they're soft and won't bother your bruises.” She offers and you nod, leaning against her chest as she dries your hair with a spare towel.

[shirakumos-sandwich-shop]

❄️Arranged Marriage ❄️

SCARAMOCHE X FEM READER X TARTAGLIA

Part 1.

You caressed the delicate petals of the newly bloomed silk flower. It was much too cold in snezhnaya for such a plant to exist but with the gentle coaks of your dendro vision all the buds on the exquisite bush unfurled their petals. The warm sweet scent from the flowers contrasted dramatically with the flurries of snow you could see outside of the humid greenhouse. This is where you were happiest, in the small glass building behind your parents’ mansion. Here you could be alone to study your beloved plants as much as you wished. You collected the seeds from the silk flower for replanting. The door behind you creaked open letting in a burst of cold.

“For goodness sake close the door, it will damage the plants!” You spun around to confront the maid that had entered. The girl jumped to close the door behind her.

“I’m sorry for yelling, just please be careful. I’m working on a new specimen.”

“It’s alright Miss Y/n, I’ll be more careful next time.” She stepped forward. “Miss, your parents wish to speak with you about an important matter. They said for you to come right away.”

“Whatever it is, they can wait till I’ve finished collecting these seeds.” You returned to your meticulous work.

“They said right away Miss y/n.” The maid said urgently.

“Alright, alright, I’m coming.” You tucked the last of the seeds safely away in a drawer and pulled on your warm fur lined coat. You followed your maid out and carefully closed the greenhouse door behind you. Trudging through the snow to the large house.

You found your parents quietly discussing some important matter in your father’s study. As you entered the room they stopped talking and looked at you.

“Y/n, I told you to come quickly, yet here we are waiting around for you.” Your mother said forcefully.

“It’s alright y/n,” your father interrupted. “Have a seat.”

“What’s this about?” You asked while sitting in the uncomfortable wooden chair.

“Should you begin or should I?” Your father asked your mother.

“You tell her, she listens to you, not me.” Your mother said grumpily.

“Well, your mother,”

“And your father.” Your mother interrupted.

“Yes, and I.” Your father spoke patiently. “We have decided it’s time for you to get married.”

Silence deadened the room as you stared at them in shock.

“….what?” Is all you could say. You had expected something like this to happen at some point but it was still a surprise.

“Yes y/n, it’s time for you to finally do something for this family. I will not allow you to fritter away your days like you have been.” Your mother chided.

“I’ve been studying! Not frittering away anything!” You raised your voice.

“Don’t speak to me like that! It’s all planned, we have a suitable young man already chosen.”

“I don’t even get to decide who it is?” You sputtered, standing up out of the chair.

“Y/n,” your father broke in tiredly. “Sit down.” You did as he asked. “I do think this is the best thing for you. I wouldn’t let it happen if I didn’t think so.”

Hot tears were threatening to burn your eyes now.

“If it makes you feel better he has not completely given his answer yet. He has his own conditions.”

“What are they? You're supposed to give him loads of money or something?”

“No,” your father chuckled. “Nothing like that. He wants to meet you, but anonymously. Tomorrow there is a celebration being held in honor of the Tsaritsa. He asked for you to come so he can meet you.”

“I won’t know who he is? Is that it?” You asked.

“Exactly.”

“How cliche…” you sighed.

“After he has met you, he will give us his final answer.”

“You better be on your best behavior tomorrow.” Your mother scolded you like you had already set the table clothes at the celebration on fire.

There was no escaping it, once your mother had her mind made up she wouldn’t stop until you gave in.

“Fine…” you got up and left the room.

———

Your mother had micromanaged your whole day leading up to the celebration. Your hair had been arranged, taken down, and rearranged so many times your head was aching. Yet she was never satisfied. You utterly rejected the frilly pink monstrosity that was the dress she had prepared. Once you threatened to vomit on the dress you finally had your way. You chose from your extensive closet a long gray dress with embroidered lavender flowers. Your dendro vision hung on your back. Night was beginning to fall and your mother was rushing you out the door.

The party reminded you of a ball out of a fairytale. You would have enjoyed the visual splendor if not for the anxiety growing in your gut. Your parents made their way through the crowds chatting and greeting random equantances. You headed off by yourself to find an empty table to sit at.

“Y/n!” A cheery voice said behind you. You turned to see your childhood friend Childe running up to you. “Fancy meeting you here?” He flirted.

“Oh shut up Tartaglia.” You nudged his side and he chuckled. He held out his hand to you.

“Well?” He said.

“What?”

“Aren’t we dancing?” He questioned.

“Ugh fine.” You rolled your eyes. As soon as you took his offered hand he whisked you onto the dance floor into an energetic waltz. Is the waltz supposed to be energetic?

He occupied your time with friendly chatting. You slowly became more comfortable with the whole situation, he always had that effect on you.

Could he be the one my parents were talking about?

Doubtful, why would he have needed to meet me first then. But… maybe, it could be. You dared to hope it was. The thought of marrying him was oddly comforting.

“Whatcha thinking about?” He asked curiously.

“Oh uh… nothing.” Your cheeks blushed at the thoughts you were just having.

“You were thinking about me huh?” He pinched your cheek teasingly.

“No! Shut up!” You huffed. “Just a lot on my mind is all.”

Should I tell him about the marriage?

You decided against it. It wasn’t even official yet.

“Can I sit down? I’m pretty tired out now.” You told him.

“Sure, y/n.” He led you to an empty seat next to the dance floor. Immediately someone who looked vaguely important started talking to him. He was a harbinger after all, many things occupied his time now.

“Y/n,” Tartaglia caught your attention. “I need to take care of something. I’ll be back okay?”

“Okay, see you soon.” You gave him a smile and you noticed a dusting of pink appeared on his cheeks. He spun around and left you alone once more.

Time passed slowly. You watched the people dancing and sipped on a cup of Monstat’s dandelion wine. Several men came up to you in this time and asked for a dance. You declined them all. If one of them was your potential fiancé you hoped he had been turned off for good. The touch of a hand lifting your vision from your back startled you and you wiped around. A man with dark purple hair and startling violet eyes raised an eyebrow at you.

“A dendro vision.” He said simply, running his finger over the green glassy surface of your vision. “Very unusual.”

“Yes? what about it?” You snapped. “Would you give it back please.” You held out your hand, you were almost surprised when he placed it into your palm.

“Not many people have those. I’ve only seen one, maybe two.” The unknown male said.

“So what?” You glared at him.

He smirked at your hostility. You found him oddly familiar, you knew you had seen him before but couldn’t place him. He walked over and sat next to you.

“Who are you?” He questioned.

“Why do you want to know?” You folded your arms.

“Because I’m interested.”

“In what? Me or my vision?”

“Both.” He said decidedly. He leaned back in his chair and unbuttoned his suit jacket. His questioning stare bore into you.

“Well?” He said.

“Y/n L/n.” You looked away quickly. In doing so you missed the sudden surprised expression on his face.

“I’m Scaramoche.” He said.

The realization of who you were sitting next to dawned on you.

“6th of the Fatui Harbingers?” You finished for him.

“You know who I am then?”

“Only by reputation.” You stated.

He got up from his chair and stood in front of you. You tried to avoid his piercing gaze but to no avail. He held out his hand to you.

“Coming?” He said.

“What?”

“To dance? I’m not asking twice.”

~ IDK IF I WILL POST THE OTHER PARTS TO THIS OR NOT, IF YOU LIKE IT AND WANT MORE LET ME KNOW~

[oblxvion]

euphoric | eren jaeger (1)

-> pairing: eren jaeger x f!reader

-> wc: 5.4k

-> warnings: use of marijuana, smut, praise kink, degradation kink, spit kink, oral (f and m receiving), fluff

you were stressed. it was almost the end of the term, and you had spent the past two weeks studying and prepping for your exams because you needed those grades. you had been slipping a lot in your classes but you managed to bring your grades up with the help of your good friend armin. he was extremely smart and honestly, without him, you didn't even want to think about what your grades would be.

“ugh, sasha, i can’t study any more.” you groaned, bringing you head down to into the vast sea of review that you had been going over as per armin’s request. “i need a break, i feel like my brain is going to fucking explode.”

sasha looked over up from her phone and laughed. “it’s gonna be worth it, i promise. once you finish these exams, you’ll be able to relax for a bit. do you wanna smoke later ‘cause we’re all getting together later at eren’s, i forgot to tell you.”

you hadn’t checked your phone in the past few hours so you didn't know that there were plans that had been made. 

you didn’t move your head as you contemplated the thought, it sounded like fun to see everyone and ignore the work you had for at least a bit. exams weren’t for another week and a half, so you should be fine.

“yeah, i'll come.”

“yay! i’ll text the group chat and let them know that we’re gonna leave at around 6.” she squeals as she grabs her phone and starts typing away a text that you soon receive as well.

“ok, i need to nap first. plus it’s like 4 so i’m gonna pass out for a bit.” you got up from the kitchen table and made your way over to your bedroom, beginning to get comfortable. “wake me up at 5.” you yelled so she could hear from her room.

“you got it.” sasha yelled back. you could tell that she said that with food in her mouth. 

“typical.” you chuckled as you felt your body drift off to sleep.

“y/n! hey! wake up! it’s 5:30. i lost track of the time.” sasha tried to shake you awake in which you grumbled in response. 

“ugh, ur so timely.” you joked as you made your way out of your room, and into the shared bathroom. wow i look like shit you thought to yourself as you turned from side to side trying to see all of what you looked like in your oversized sweatshirt and shorts.

there was not enough time for you to get ready to look at least presentable, but you felt gross so you turned on the shower and threw your clothes into your hamper. you put on some music because who showers without music and you made sure to shave because it had been awhile since you had and you wanted to feel clean.

once you had finished, you grabbed a towel and checked the time on your phone. 5:40. perfect.

“y/n, we have like 20 minutes,” sasha called from her room. “do you think you can be ready by then?”

“yeah, i just need to dry my hair and throw on some clothes and i should be good.” you said as you walked into her room, she was pretty much ready to go, and dressed in shorts and a baggy t-shirt. no one really dressed up for these sessions because everyone was already super comfortable with each other.

“ok i’m gonna go change, i don't know if i’ll have enough time to dry my hair though.” 

“you’ll be fine. plus, we can be a bit late, they wouldn’t start without us anyways.” she says with a smile as she puts on a sweatshirt.

you made your way back to your room and threw on a pair of sweatpants, a loose fitting tank top and your favorite pullover. as you made your way back to the bathroom to dry your hair, you found yourself stressing once again about your exams to which you took a deep breathe and reminded yourself that you needed to relax and this was a well deserved break. 

after you finished drying your hair, you quickly ran a brush through it, and put on some deodorant along with your favorite perfume.

“ok sash, i’m ready.” you called from the bathroom as you fixed your appearance for the last time. 

“perfect! i ordered us an uber because i don’t really wanna drive and i know you don't like driving high.” she says as she grabs the last of her things and we make our way out the door and to the bottom of our apartment complex.

“soooo...” 

you look at her as the uber pulls over to the side of the road. “so what?”

“have u been seeing anyone recently?” sasha looks over to you as she gets into the uber after you. 

“how could i? i’ve literally been studying nonstop. i wish though.” you say with a sigh. you had been so preoccupied with studying and getting your grades up that you haven’t had the time to see anyone except friends. “why do you ask?”

“oh, it’s nothing really. i was just curious, you know, being your roommate and all.” somethings up, she’s clearly trying to pick at something and this does not go unnoticed by you.

“ok,” you laughed and shook your head. “whatever you say.”

before you knew it, you both arrived at eren’s apartment complex. for some reason, you felt anxious. you knew the boys that were going to be there but you had this gut feeling that something was going to happen.

the two of you made your way up to his floor and knocked on his door which was opened almost instantly as if he were waiting.

“sasha!” connie exclaimed, embracing the girl into a bear hug. “hey y/n.” 

“hey connie.” you smiled in response. it was really cute how the two of them were so close, it’s almost like they were twins. you made your way into the apartment and saw jean and eren, arguing over god knows what.

“hey guys!” you say as you walked over to the two of them, hugging them both. 

“y/n! it’s been a while. how’s studying with armin?” jean asks as he pulls away from the hug.

“god. don't even get me started. i am in hell. armin’s being so helpful though.” you chuckle as you walked over to eren, who was looking at something on his phone but quickly shoved it away when he saw you coming towards him.

“hey y/n.” he says with his boyish smile as he pulls you into a side hug and you notice that his hand lingers for a bit longer than normal but you smile in response.

“so, can we smoke now that they’re finally here?” connie asks as it was very clear that he was getting impatient. 

“yeah, yeah, let’s go to the deck.” eren’s apartment had a deck with was extremely nice and over time, it had become the signature smoke spot for you guys. it had an outdoor couch and a few chairs along with a small table which was perfect.

you made your way to your favorite spot which was the right corner of the couch so you could be close to the edge of the balcony and look out at the view of the city. everyone had their signature spots, it was like an unspoken rule but everyone followed it. eren next to you on the couch, sasha, jean and connie in the three chairs on the opposite side of the table.

there were some blankets already outside along with a speaker that eren played some music on to set the vibe. 

“since you guys were taking too long, i rolled us a joint so we could smoke sooner.” eren said as he sat down next to you.

“aw, how kind.” you tease him as you nudge yourself against his shoulder, earning a chuckle from him. “dibs on first hit.” 

“aw, c’mon!” jean whined, knowing that you always give the blunt to eren right after you hit. 

“i get priority since eren is my best friend.” you smirk and wait for eren to say anything but he just laughs and shakes his head. 

you and eren had always been close ever since you started school. he even introduced you to everyone, which was the reason why you were here with them now.

eren took out his lighter and lit the joint and passed it to you. you took it between your pointer finger and thumb and took a long drag. 

oh how you had missed this feeling. the feeling of being high with your friends. you passed the blunt back to eren as he took a hit himself and you exhaled the smoke.

the joint was passed around the circle until everyone had gotten a good amount of hits and it was finished. you felt your high and you leaned back into the couch as you closed your eyes.

“tired?” 

you opened your eyes and looked over to eren who’s eyes were red, just like yours. “no, just relaxing. this is nice. i needed this.”

“yeah, i noticed. armin told me that you’d been really stressed lately so i texted asking if people wanted to smoke but you didn't respond so i assumed you were studying,” he says as he stretched his arms and placed them just behind your shoulders.

“thanks,” you laughed as you stared into his turquoise eyes only now noticing how pretty they were. you had looked him in the eyes before but this time it felt different and he felt it too. but your staring was soon broken by sasha’s wails of being hungry.

“there’s food in the fridge, i had takeout last night so there’s probably some leftovers.” eren nods his head towards the inside of his apartment. sasha stood up and made her way towards the food as connie followed her.

“hey! save some for me!” he yelled as he chased after her. all that was left was you, eren and jean. there was clearly some tension in the air but you decided to ignore it.

“ain’t no way i’m gonna be third wheeling right now.” jean huffed quietly and joined the two inside. 

third wheeling? you ignored it because jean obviously knows that you and eren are close friends, nothing more.

oh, how you were wrong.

eren looked over to make sure that there was no way for the others to see the deck and he moved his arm down towards your shoulder. you were shocked by this, but in a way, it was comforting. 

“y/n?” he asked staring off into the distance.

“hm?” 

he didn't respond so you took it upon yourself to look up at him.

“what’s up?”

no response once again.

your lidded eyes becoming heavy as he looked down at you with a tender look on his face. he leaned his face closer to yours until your noses were touching.

“eren?”

his lips connected with yours, igniting a feeling inside your chest that you had pushed away when you first became close. you melted into the kiss and kissed him back in a slow and sensual kiss. eren pulled back and tucked your hair behind your ear as he went back in for another kiss. you didn’t know what to do but the feeling that this gave you, it wasn’t like any other kiss you had before.

“wanted to do this for a long time.” he whispers and rests his nose on yours. 

you didn’t know what to say in response so you pulled him back for another kiss that was interrupted by the three of them coming back out onto the deck. you pulled away quickly, hoping that no one had seen what just happened. eren kept his hand on your shoulder, but no one had asked about it so you just let it slide.

it had been a few days since you had last seen eren. everyone was texting in the group chat about plans for the upcoming days but you had to study, or at least try to study. the kiss that you and eren shared had been replaying in your head ever since it had happened. you knew that he was high and he may not remember it, but it still bugged you and you had to know.

but most importantly, this kiss had sparked feelings inside you that you had pushed away so long ago and it was beginning to get hard to consume them. eren was constantly on your mind, and you couldn’t focus on your work. 

you needed to talk to him but you didn't know how because you didn't know that he had these feelings for you and you didn't know that you still had those feelings for him. you realized that you were ignoring these feelings that you had for him because he was your close friend and you didn’t want that to ruin your relationship.

it was driving you crazy. you needed to talk to him. 

you grabbed your phone and clicked on eren’s contact and called him. it didn’t even finish the first ring.

“hey y/n! what’s up? how’s studying?” he said and you felt your heart swell at him saying your name, which never happened before until now.

“hey, can you come over later? i need to talk to you,” you sigh. this is it, you need to know if he truly had those feelings or he was just playing with you.

“yeah, of course,” he stammered. “is everything ok?”

“yeah, everything's fine, i just wanna talk to you.”

“ok, i can get a ride now if you want me to.” is he eager?

you looked at the time and remembered that sasha was out with connie and jean so she would probably not be coming back tonight.

“actually, yeah, that sounds fine. see you soon, eren.”

“ok, i’ll text you when i’m close.”

“ok,” you ended the call and placed your phone down, taking your head in your hands. you’re overreacting right? he definitely feels for you, why else would he kiss you?

“i need to shower.” you said to yourself, trying to ignore the thoughts in your head.

as you got out of the shower, you heard your phone get a text, which you assumed to be eren. walking back to your room, you heard a knock at the door and you froze. you were still in a towel and debating whether or not you should open the door for him, which you did because you didn't want to leave him standing out there.

“hey y/n, oh,” he stops and looks you up and down. 

“sorry, i just got out of the shower.” you say as you open the door and motion for him to come inside. “can you just wait a sec while i go put some clothes on?”

“oh, uh, yeah. i’ll wait in the kitchen.” he looks around and scratches the back of his head nervously. his hair was tied back into a messy bun like usual and wearing gray sweatpants with a black shirt and his chain peeking out from under it. “you good?” he asked as he took off his shoes.

oh my god, was i staring?

“oh, yeah, i'm fine. i just spaced out a bit, sorry.” you chuckle nervously, tucking a piece of your wet hair behind your ear. “i’ll be right back.”

“take your time.”

you made your way back to your room and threw hung your town on your closet door as you looked for clothes to wear. you opted for a pair of pajama shorts and an oversized t-shirt that was sasha’s but for some reason, it was in your closet. once you had finished changing, you made your way over to the mirror that was across for your bed to make sure that you looked fine.

“ok, breathe.” you exhaled and opened your door calling for eren to come into your room.

he came into your room, still clearly feeling awkward about your interaction from before. “nice room, i like the led lights you have.” 

“thanks,” you laughed and sat on the bed, motioning for him to come sit next to you, which he did.

“so, what's on your mind y/n?” he asks, leaning up against the headboard and trying to get comfortable. 

“i don’t know, i've just been thinking about some things recently, and i can't seem to get them out of my head.” ok, good start.

“like what?” he looks over at you. oh no, don't look at me like that.

“the kiss we shared a few days ago, it’s been in my head on repeat.”

eren looks confused and looks towards your mirror, “is that a bad thing?”

“huh? i mean no, it’s not, i just don’t know what to do because these feelings have come back that i pushed away from when we became close because i didn’t want to ruin our friendship. but right now, it’s consuming me and i don’t know what to do.”

“well, i wouldn’t have kissed you without having feelings for you, y/n. i don’t know how you didn't notice it. i’ve been kinda bad at hiding it.” he said calmly as his gaze remained in front of the two of you. “but if you didn’t like it, we can just forget about it. i didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.” he turns to look at you once again. 

“no, i enjoyed it actually, but...” you trail off nervously, feeling your face becoming hot. you tried to turn away but his hand grabbed your chin and turned you back to face him. 

“but what?” he says softly, looking into your eyes which caused your heart beat to pick up. he thought it was so cute how you were getting so flustered by him.

“but i don’t want to be played...” you averted his gaze.

“y/n, i would never play you.”

you look back at him, now knowing the answer that had been bothering you for the past few days. it took all your strength to not kiss him right there but he beat you to it, closing the gap between the two of you. in that moment, all your worries had washed away, feeling content and glad that you had this conversation with him. the kiss soon escalated into you and eren sliding your tongues into the others mouth. you felt yourself getting hot once again but this time, a completely different reason. eren brought his hand that was on your chin behind your head, pulling you deeper into the kiss as you melted into his mouth once again, whimpering at the feeling. eren could feel it go straight to his dick that was now straining in his pants, trying to contain himself because he didn't know whether you wanted this or not.

“let me show you how much i care for you, yeah?” he says as he pulls away for a brief second. 

“eren, please,” you whimper as his lips met yours once again but this time with more passion. eren then moved so he was on top of you, caging you in his arms as he continued to kiss you. “i want you.”

“’want you too, baby.” the pet name going straight to your core. eren moaned as he moved from your lips down to your neck, gently kissing and sucking to leave a mark. he then placed his hands at the bottom of your shirt, looking at you as if he was asking with his eyes for permission to undress you, you nodded your head vigorously and lifted your hands up so he could take it off. 

“no bra? it’s like you’re begging me to fuck you, angel.” he then brought his lips down to your left nipple, gently sucking on it while taking the other between his fingers, moving it around earning a moan from you at the feeling. he then moved over to the right and did the same action. “you’re so beautiful.”

“ohmygod please, please,” you knew you sounded desperate, but you couldn't help yourself. you had been denying the fact that you had wanted this for so long.

“use your words, tell me what you want.” he groaned and came back up to kiss you, relishing in the feeling of your lips against his.

“’wanna feel you,”

“where, pretty girl?” he sat up at looked down at you with a smirk on his face, he knew where you wanted him but he wanted, no needed to hear you say it. 

“’want you inside me eren, please,” you whined arching your back so he could get the message. he chuckled and brought himself back down towards your sternum, placing wet kisses as he made his way down to the waistband of your shorts. 

“can i?” he looked up at you and immediately saw the approval in your eyes. “you don’t know what you do to me, do you?” you whimper at his remark, lifting your hips up in the process so he could take your shorts off easier to reveal your thong and the painfully obvious wet spot. he placed a finger on your slit, dragging it down slowly, teasing you.

“stop teasing me,” you whined, trying to prop yourself on your elbows but to caught up with the euphoric feeling that you couldn't. eren slowly took off your panties to tease you even more, and threw them behind him onto the floor.

“fuck, baby. this all for me?” he looked up at you with his jade green eyes meeting your e/c ones. he could feel the precum running down his shaft, struggling to keep his composure.

“yes eren, all for you.” your breath hitched as he spit onto your needy heat, bringing his tongue down to your clit, giving it a few kitten licks before he quickened his pace and wrapped his left arm around your leg to keep you in place, not once breaking eye contact. “fuck, keep doing that, holy shit!” you could feel him smirk against your core, and if it couldn't get any better, you felt a finger at your entrance before sliding in. “eren!” he felt so embarrassed to be rutting his cock against the bed but the noises you were making were sinful and he couldn’t help himself.

you began to feel your stomach tighten as he added another finger into your hole and picked up the pace. the sensation was incredible, the feeling of his tongue on your clit and the pace of his fingers going in and out of your pussy. your slick was dripping down his fingers, it was driving him crazy. he felt you tighten around his fingers, you were close.

“’gonna, ‘m gonna cum eren, please,” your release was so close, you just needed one more push.

“c’mon baby, cum for me.” he groaned against your pussy, sending vibrations throughout your whole body and you felt the coil snap. the moan you let out was pure sin and eren thought he was going to cum on the spot. “that’s it baby, good fucking girl.” as you got down from your high, you realized that he didn’t stop, you were sensitive, eren knew that but he needed one more from you.

“eren it’s too much, fuck,” you cry out as he brings his mouth back down to your heat and you can already feel yourself getting close again, and he could tell. you came even quicker this time, your juices gushing all over eren’s tongue. he lapped all of it up, not letting a single drop go to waste, and then taking his fingers covered in your slick into his mouth.

“you taste so good, i couldn’t get enough of you.” he whispers as he comes back up to kiss you. you could taste yourself on his lips and tongue. you reach down towards his throbbing cock, but he shook his head. “this is about you, baby.”

“please?” you look up at him and he couldn’t say no. he knew that he would not last long if you did as much as place your tongue on his tip. noticing that he didn't say anything, you took this as your chance. you flipped him over so that you were on top, and you could feel how hard he was. you grabbed the bottom of his shirt and helped him take it off, revealing his perfectly toned chest with chiseled abs. he threw the shirt to another place in the room, pulling you into another kiss shortly after. you moved from his lips down to his neck and down his chest stopping at his sweatpants to pull them down along with his boxers, revealing his swollen tip leaking with precum. he was larger than average and it excited you every bit. you smirked to yourself, and placed your lips on his tip, his breath hitched at the feeling.

you began to slowly drag your tongue down his shaft, maintaining eye contact with him, just like he did with you. you then took him in your mouth seeing how his legs tensed, you began to go even further. 

eren was trying so hard not to grab your head and push you onto his dick, afraid that he was going to ruin the moment with you and be too aggressive. you then took your mouth off with saliva connecting from his tip to your lips and then went back down taking him all in your throat before bobbing your head up and down, coming up for air while jerking him off. the sounds he was making went straight to your warmth, making you wetter by the minute.

“keep doing that, fuck y/n,” he groaned as his will vanished and he took your hair in his hands beginning to help guide you on his dick. he ran his hand through his hair and looked back at you, knowing that this image will forever be imprinted in his head. his legs tensed and you felt it, he was close. “fuck, i’m gonna cum, i’m gonna fucking cum.” he groaned as he shot thick white ropes of cum down your throat, you gladly took all of it and opened your mouth to show him that you did. 

“fuck, you did so good, so good.” he pulled you up towards him as you laughed into the kiss, and suddenly you were back on the bottom. “but now i’m gonna fuck this pretty little pussy, yeah?” he aligned himself with your entrance and your mind became fuzzy with the feeling of his tip right where you needed him most. he slowly pushes himself in but you didn’t need to adjust, and he began to move at a steady pace.

“oh fuck,” eren threw his head back at the sensation of finally being inside of you, the way your walls grazed his dick, pulling him back him. it was addictive, and he couldn’t get enough of it. “you feel so fucking good y/n.”

“fuckfuckfuck, ’m gonna cum eren.” the feeling came back embarrassingly quick but you didn’t care, the feeling was amazing.

“yeah? you’re gonna fucking cum? cum on my cock. cum on my fucking cock.” eren growled as his chain was in your face. hearing him be so demanding and aggressive set something off and you felt yourself release but this time it was different, arching your back at the feeling. eren was taken aback by the fact that he made you squirt, it was the hottest thing he had ever seen.

“that’s it, squirt all over my fucking cock.” he rode you out of your orgasm and continued to plow you into the mattress, picking up his pace. he was close but not quite there yet. you had taken into account that eren was aggressive in bed but he was being gentle with you at first, and you loved every bit of it. you wanted to make it more interesting. before you could even think, your hand met his cheek, and eren looked at you with a shocked expression but his eyes grew dark with lust. 

“fuck me like you mean it, jaeger.” you growled, hoping to get a reaction out of him. and oh boy, did it get a reaction.

“yeah? fuck you like i mean it?” he slapped you across the face, and then grabbed your cheeks and spit into your mouth. “swallow it.” if you thought you couldn’t get turned on anymore, you were so wrong. you rutted your hips against his, moaning at the sensation. this side of you was so different, and eren fucking loved it. he grabbed your throat, squeezing it and making you look him in the eyes as he fucked you with force.

“look at you, never knew you could be such a slut.” the name made you clench around him like a vice, earning a groan from him. “taking my cock so fucking well.” the feeling of you tightening around his cock for the 2nd time that night was making him lose his mind, he wasn’t going to last any longer and he knew that you weren’t either. he brought his hand that was around your neck down to your neglected clit and began rubbing circles as his pace became erratic. he was so close and so were you, but he needed you to come with him, he had to feel that feeling again. 

“fuck, i’m so close baby. fucking cum with me,” he moaned as he brought his head to your neck, you brought your arms and wrapped them around him, bringing him closer to you. before you could even comprehend, you released your juices, spraying all over his pelvis as he came shortly after you, painting your insides white. he stilled, trying to catch his breath but to his shock, you flipped him so that you were on top once again.

“not done yet.” you moaned as you began to grind yourself onto his cock. eren still so sensitive from his past orgasm that he was barely holding on by a string. seeing you on top of him, the way your breasts bounce and the way you look from this angle is driving him insane. he knows that he’s not going to last like this, the way you’re riding him, he grabs onto your hips and guides you.

you’re so overstimulated, you can’t even think straight. eren is trying so hard not to cum before you, but your pussy is milking him dry and before he knew it, he came inside you once again, legs shaking from the overstimulation. you lifted yourself off him and began to frantically rub your clit as you squirted all over his chest and pelvis. eren stared at you in awe, the way you looked like when you came and knowing that it was from him was a huge boost to his ego.

you finally collapsed onto his chest, trying to calm your breathing as he wrapped his arms around you. the both of you basked in this silence, thinking about the sex you just had.

“hope i wasn’t too rough, i kinda got carried away.” eren chuckled as he ran his fingers down your back, earning a laugh from you.

“no not at all, i really liked it actually.” you looked up at him, placing your chinos his chest. 

“I'm glad, been wanting to do that for a while,” he paused, as if he was looking for the right words to say. “i really like you, y/n.”

your heartbeat quickened, and you gave him a quick peck on the lips. “i really like you too, eren.” you blushed, “stay the night.” you didn't have class the following morning, so it was fine.

“ok, will do.” he squeezed you tighter, and you utterly being exhausted, you felt yourself drift off to sleep. eren gently moved you over and walked into the bathroom, finding a small towel and cleaning you and himself up. he grabbed you a new pair of underwear from your closet and the his shirt on the floor, dressing you before he put his sweatpants back on.

you felt the bed dip and a pair of arms bring your back to his chest and press a kiss to your cheek.

“’night y/n.”

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