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hobivore · 2 months ago

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Mission 111: The Timebreaker | JYH

— Jeong Yunho x reader (f)

Prompt: "Hey, did you fall from heaven when you hurt—fuck." & "If you're trying to manipulate me us, it's not working." from this prompt list. AU/Trope: science fiction-y angel!au, coworkers to lovers (or partners to partners or whatever the angel equivalent would be) Warnings: Django!Yunho but give him wings, apocalyptic levels of violence and a little bit of blood (nothing too explicit) WC: 2.2k A/N: Surpriiiiiise, your local writer cryptid has risen from the 10th circle of hell called Adult Responsibilities! This short story draws inspiration from Ateez’ delightful space-cowboy concept, biblically accurate angels and a spoonful of Welcome to Night Vale (which I used to obsessively listen to back in 2012). Shout-out to my lovely friend @augustbutwinter for kicking my ass into gear and beta-reading this piece. I love your galaxy brain! © hobivore Do not repost, translate, edit or otherwise use my stories without my permission. ateez masterlist | ask box

“Are you trying to get us all killed?”

The timebreaker sneezes into his elbow. He’s covered in a fine layer of dust. The chains strapping him to the seat didn’t survive the crash, but he won’t get far either way: his timepiece remains safely hidden in your pocket.

You ignore him and survey the wreckage in front of you. There’s very little left of your spacecraft. Dawdling will only cost you precious time, and you’re not sure how much longer you can keep the flames at bay.

A few crumpled feathers stick out from under the rubble. You pull with two hands, using your weight to unearth your equally crumpled associate.

“It’s not like I can actually die, of course. I think. Not really. I’m not afraid of death anyway,” the timebreaker continues. “He looks pretty damn done for, though.”

You turn around and fiddle with what’s left of the control panel. Your partner coughs up thick globs of blood. He wipes his mouth with the back of one wing and straightens his glasses. "Hey, did you fall from heaven when you hurt—fuck."

“Welcome back,” you mutter. The control panel lights up once and fizzles out again.

“Have you seen my hat?”

“This, here?” The timebreaker lifts one foot and your partner snatches the weathered cowboy hat from under his boot. “Sorry, I thought it was just a piece of debris. I didn’t mean to step on it.”

You snort. “Yunho’s awfully attached to that ugly old thing.” After a repeated bang on the control panel yields no results, you give up and grab your pocket pulsar. “Didn’t they go out of style over 600 billion years ago?”

“Real fashion is timeless,” Yunho says. “Besides, it's a keepsake from Earth.”

You roll your eyes. “Ugh. You’re such a romantic.”

He winks at you. Behind you, the timebreaker coughs. “I’m still here.”

A glare shuts him up. Your many eyes tend to have that effect on people.

“Which way do we go?” Yunho asks.

You check your pulsar. “We should head southwest for about 11 kilometres. We’re not that far off. You did a decent job crashing the ship.”

“Thank you.”

“You think you can walk with that leg?”

“I’m fine, but it might take us a bit longer. Do you still have time?”

You nod. “I do. But the big boss won’t like it. You know his patience runs thin.”

“We’re bringing him a timebreaker! He ought to be happy with that.”

Your eyes drift towards the man who’s still staring at the wreckage, appearing to be lost in thought—no doubt mourning what might’ve been his only chance at escaping.

“You’re right. Let’s go before the weather gets any worse.”

Above you the glittery storm clouds gather. With just your pocket pulsar left, navigating will be a lot more difficult if you don't cross the Great Plateau before the first rain falls.

“So… you two are angels, then?” The timebreaker asks when the silence drags on for a bit too long.

“Damn right,” Yunho says. “Ever met an angel before?”

The timebreaker shakes his head. “Can't say I've had the pleasure, no. They—I mean you, sorry—don’t exist in my universe.”

You grumble. He's awfully polite for a man who killed half a planet of innocents. “Just because you've never seen one doesn't mean we aren't there.”

The timebreaker’s face turns sour. You don’t care if he doesn’t like you. There's more pressing matters to worry about: right now it's the unshakeable sizzling in your ears, the sound growing stronger with every step.

You rub your temples but the gesture brings no relief. Yunho watches you closely, rummaging through his coat pockets. After some fiddling he extracts a small bottle and hands it to you. He always seems to know exactly what you need. You down the liquid and make a mental note to thank him for that after you’ve finished this job.

“Why does he have wings and you don’t? And what’s up with all the eyes?”

Your nostrils flare in annoyance and you’re thankful for the sudden crack of thunder that makes your captive jump. “No more time for existential chit-chat,” you say. The taste of ash lingers in your mouth.

“If you give me my timepiece back I can get us off this planet,” the timebreaker offers. He almost trips over his feet in an attempt to keep up with you and Yunho. “Another universe maybe, just for the two of you? Something beachy? Sun, Martinis, a nice big bed, a few slaves to preen those pretty wings?”

You laugh and look at Yunho’s tattered feathers, still covered in dried blood. "If you're trying to manipulate us, it's not working."

“Are we still heading in the right direction?” Yunho asks. He looks mildly flattered but not at all phased by the timebreaker’s implications, so you narrow your eyes at him. All he does in return is smile. If you weren't in the middle of a job you'd use his own wings to wipe that smug grin off his face.

“We’re slowly getting there," you sigh, handing him the pulsar.

“We’re heading away from the capital. The only civilised place on this planet.” The timebreaker glances past Yunho’s shoulder and points his cuffed hands at the device. His voice raises an octave when you start walking even faster. “Hey! What did I do wrong anyway? Since when is breaking time a crime? And who are you, the space police?”

“You didn’t tell him?” Yunho asks.

You shrug. “The less he knows, the better.” It’s a lie. It doesn’t matter: you just didn’t feel like talking to the man.

“I’m sorry for my partner’s lack of proper protocol,” Yunho starts, and you close your many eyes for a moment to collect yourself and tune out the other angel’s lecture. The situation is starting to get on your nerves and you wonder if the flames have ignited by now. They probably haven’t—neither of your companions seem to perceive a sudden increase in heat.

When you open your eyes again, the timebreaker’s face has gone blank.

“And that’s how we ended up here!” Yunho smiles and claps his hands together, as if he didn’t just give a detailed account of why the man will spend the remainder of his life in chains. “Any questions?”

“I—what the fuck,” the timebreaker says, “have more questions now than before.”

Yunho opens his mouth but you cut him off. Unlike the other angel, God didn’t bless you with the patience of a saint when They created you. “No one cares about obnoxious fools who run around universes breaking time. Killing innocents however? The boss doesn’t like that.”

The timebreaker tilts his head towards you. “Who’s this boss you keep talking about? God?”

You laugh. “So you’re a fool and uncultured.”

He looks ready to murder you. You’d like to see him try; it would spice things up a bit.

Your partner shakes his head, a small smile tugging at his lips. “God died a long time ago. No, we call him the Captain.”

At the mention of his name the storm clouds rupture and shimmering glitter falls from the sky. You blink up at the sudden burst of colour.

Suspicious.

“Dammit,” you curse, “we’re not even close.” You shake the pulsar, which buzzes sadly in the steady stream of luminescent sparkles. You huff and a small puff of smoke escapes your nose.

Yunho squeezes your shoulder. “Do you think you can do it here, if needed?”

“It’s not ideal, but I can manage. The harvesting will be a pain, though. The soil is too muddy.”

“We can work something out. I trust you.” Yunho’s hand drops to his side and you miss its warmth already. Then he jumps in front of you, causing you to nearly barrel head-first into his chest. He spreads his wings and grins, “This is the skin of a killer, Bella.”

“Shut up.” You push him out of your way, suppressing a smile and trying not to look at the pretty glitter covering him from head to toe. Some of your eyes steal a glance anyway. “Vampires aren’t real.”

He’s still laughing. “For someone who pretends to hate Earth you sure know a lot about it. Who’s the romantic now?”

You don’t respond and push past him, aiming the pulsar at the glittery sky. Yunho doesn’t seem to mind your feigned disapproval and falls back at your side, his comforting presence grounding you like always. As annoying as he can be, you need him there. You’d trust him with your life.

“I miss humans sometimes. It’s a shame they went extinct.” Yunho turns towards the timebreaker. “She was there, you know. During Armageddon. It was angels versus demons… pretty cool. I wasn’t old enough to join the fight yet. I’ve only heard the stories.” He elbows you in the side. “Tell him about it.”

You groan. “There was a lot of fire. The end.”

The timebreaker raises an eyebrow. “What happened to the demons?”

“They were wiped out.”

“That seems to be a recurring theme.”

You turn your head and grin at him. “You could call it our… speciality.”

For the first time since you’ve dragged him from his universe, the timebreaker looks afraid. A shiver runs through him and his sharp teeth clatter. “I thought angels were supposed to be harbingers of peace. Chubby babies chanting glorias to God and all that stuff.”

“We were tasked to maintain the cosmic harmony of all universal laws,” you shrug, “but no one ever told us how to mete out divine justice.”

“You could say we’re just winging it.” Yunho grins. “Get it?”

The timebreaker doesn’t laugh. The crease between his brows deepens. “So let me get this straight: when you wipe out an entire planet it’s fine, but when I do it—” he huffs, an indignant sound, “—I get thrown in jail?”

You shrug again. “Collateral damage. It happens.”

“Fuck this,” the timebreaker says. Then he starts running. It only takes a few metres for his form to completely disappear in the downpour of glitter.

“Took him long enough.” Yunho takes the pulsar from your hands to save if from melting and sticks it in his pocket. “Are you ready?”

His glasses reflect an orange glow and you laugh. You know he loves this part of the job as much as you do. He can have this. “Go get him, partner.”

The angel spreads his wings and points at you. “I’m taking you out for dinner after,” he says. Then he disappears into the void.

You draw patterns in the fallen glitter with one smoky foot and start counting. People tend to underestimate your partner by virtue of his angelic aura. They’re always wrong.

It doesn’t take him long to return. The timebreaker shrieks when he sees you. “What the fuck happened to her?” He trashes in your partner’s arms. “I’ve got a family! Friends! They’ll come looking for me!”

“26 seconds. Not bad,” you comment dryly.

“They will come!”

“Over there would be perfect.” You point at a spot a few metres away. “Thank you, Yunho.”

Your partner puts the captive down and pats him on the shoulder. He doesn’t run this time. Where would he go, hands bound, without a timepiece and with two angels on his heels? Maybe he wasn’t as foolish as you thought. Some of them keep running.

“It’s going to be okay,” your partner says. It won’t be. “I’m sure you’ll be dearly missed. I can already picture the memorial service. Lots of flowers, sad piano music... it's going to be beautiful.”

The timebreaker pales. It appears he’s finally caught up on the plan. “What happened to jail? A proper trial?” He blinks twice, then recovers some of his rage and spits at Yunho, “You’ll regret this. My family will hunt you down and kill you both. They'll rip out your feathers one by one until there's none left.”

Yunho pushes his glasses higher up his nose. “‘I’m not afraid of death anyway’, you said.”

“I wasn’t—”

“Don’t worry, death doesn’t have to be temporary. Some of us believe in reincarnation.” Yunho lowers his voice, knowing you can’t hear him over the roaring fire around you. “Not her, of course. She believes in total annihilation.” He gives the man one last gentle pat on the back before stepping away.

“No one but you has mentioned jail.” You have to raise your voice because of the ringing in your ears. “And your family will find a shipwreck, remember? Such an unfortunate accident.”

“Extremely unfortunate,” Yunho agrees.

The timebreaker doesn’t answer. His skin has turned the colour of grey mud. You feel the flames rise even higher, inching closer to him.

Finally.

The last thing the timebreaker sees before the flames engulf him is the sky breaking open. You wrap around him and burn until there’s nothing left but a heap of sand and glitter.

Yunho retrieves an empty hourglass from his pocket and crouches down to fill it with sand. “The Captain’s gonna be happy,” he says while he pours more grains in the glass. "Look at the size of that pile!"

You suppress a yawn and shiver. You always get a little cold after the fire has gone down to a simmer.

“Chinese sound good to you? For old time’s sake?” Yunho hands you the hourglass and wraps a wing around your shoulder. “I know a place.”

You elbow him in the side and smile. “Romantic.”

Thank you for reading! If you liked this story please reblog, leave a comment, tell a friend, send me a pigeon, launch a mars rover. Your encouragement fuels my inner writer cryptid 👾

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winchester-girl67 · 11 months ago

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Wild Hearts (Part 4) - Postcards From Dean

Summary: Postcards from Dean to Y/N; sent over the years they were apart.

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Pairing: AU!Dean x reader

Square: Postcards @j3bingo

Word Count: 743

Warnings: underage, age gap (reader is 16-22, Dean is 20-26), language, slow burn, long distance relationship of sorts, pining, maybe a little angst, time jumps, fluff

A/N: This part was written for @j3bingo go as a collection of AU postcards from Dean to Y/N.

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A few of your favourite postcards from Dean - from the six years you were apart.

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Hey Y/N,

What do you write on a postcard?

Dean

P.S. I picked up a stack of these at a rest stop on the way to Sioux Falls and I thought you'd like some old school snail-mail. I'm aware that your parents and the mailman will probably read this too, so... I'm sorry I got your daughter into trouble and now she has- what, ten hours of community service left? But, she's kind of a badass and saved my life so don't go too hard on her.

P.P.S. And to the mailman: Not cool, dude.

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Dear Y/N,

Sam told me to start these with 'Dear' instead of 'Hey', I kind of like the way it sounds so I let him be right for once. Bobby and Jody are pretty cool, they won't even let me pay rent so we can save more money. We'll have a place of our own in no time now.

xo Dean

P.S. I hope the 'x' is okay, if not I blame Sam. If so, it was all my idea. You can't tell but I just winked at you.

P.P.S. It's my birthday and Jody made me a cherry pie! It was so good, I had every intention of saving you a piece but now I'll just have to learn how to make one for you instead. Can't wait for your phone call tonight so I can tell you all about it.

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Dear Y/N,

It took a little longer than I thought but we just moved into our own apartment! It's closer to Sam's college but we can still visit Bobby and Jody with a short car ride.

xo Dean

P.S. Think you'll come visit me on your gap year?

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Dear Y/N,

It snowed today! And I'm making pasta tonight. You can drool over it via video chat later. I wish we were in the same time zone so you could ring in the new year with me too.

I’m missing you a lot lately, xo Dean

P.S. I'm sending you a big fat kiss. You can put it where you want it. X

P.P.S. To the mailman: Get your mind out of the gutter. She's a lady!

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Dear Y/N,

I'm seriously craving Donna's mocha ice cream right now. I think it would go great with Jody’s cherry pie recipe. Don't knock it till you try it!

xo Dean

P.S. Sam hasn't stopped playing that playlist you made him for studying. I swear you have the worst taste in music. I'm going to make you a playlist tonight.

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Dear Y/N,

I think I like the mountains on this postcard best, we should take a roadtrip there together, maybe next Valentine’s day?

x Dean

P.S. I don't like airplanes.

P.P.S. But I'm going to take you to all the places on these postcards some day.

P.P.P.S. I hope you're still pinning these postcards to your wall so you can hold them over my head some day.

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Dear Y/N,

I'm sorry.

xx Dean

P.S. If I could have one superpower it would be the ability to control the weather.

P.P.S. Getting snowed in would be a lot more fun WITH you.

P.P.P.S. Maybe my superpower should’ve been teleportation! Damn it, is it too late to change my answer?

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Dear Y/N,

I just dropped Sam off for his first year of law school. I feel old. Luckily, he got another scholarship though, so I don't have to worry about paying his tuition. Kid's a major nerd.

x Dean

P.S. I'm actually in California! The salt air here makes me think of home, of you. You feel so far away right now. I'm not even looking at the same ocean. That sucks.

P.P.S. We haven't talked in a while and I know that's mostly my fault, but I wanted to give you a heads up. I'm coming home... Soon.

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Dear Y/N,

Did you notice there's no stamp?

Always yours,

xoxo Dean

P.S. I was going to tell you to meet me where I first kissed you but that's a hell of a walk. So meet me under our streetlamp. The one where you put ice cream on my nose the first night we met.

P.P.S. I hope you come, I can't wait to see you. But I understand and no hard feelings if you don't.

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Part 5

_________________________ Dean: @akshi8278 @laycblack @thoughts-and-funnies @mrsjenniferwinchester @crustycheeks @kazsrm67 @sexyvixen7 @lyarr24 @suckitands33 @eliwinchester99 @yvonneeeee @igotmajordaddyissues @djs8891 @leigh70 @globetrotter28 @backseat-of-deans-67chevy

SPN: @hobby27

Wild Hearts: @justrealizedimmascifygurl @evieluvsjamie @kimberkingrivers @vicmc624 @ladysparkles78

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donnas-dollface · 2 years ago

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Colter Chapter 1:

Molly: It's a bit chilly up 'ere.

Y/N: Here, take my coat.

Dutch: Well, there's a few of us that are freezing our asses off over here as well.

Y/N: Damn shame I can't control the weather isn't it?

Dutch:

Hosea and probably Arthur: *silent laughing*

#incorrect red dead redemption 2 quotes #incorrect rdr2 quotes #incorrect red dead redemption quotes #molly o'shea x female reader #molly o'shea x reader #molly oshea #molly o’shea #molly o'shea #molly rdr2 #rdr2 molly #dutch van der linde #rdr2 dutch #dutch rdr2 #arthur morgan #rdr2 arthur #arthur rdr2 #hosea mathews

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wandabear · 2 years ago

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Finders Keepers (but keeps it forever) - Wanda Maximoff x Werewolf female reader

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CHAPTER ONE CHAPTER TWO CHAPTER THREE CHAPTER FOUR CHAPTER FIVE

ㅤ ㅤㅤ note: I'm going to leave these songs, you'll need them.

Jules is portrayed by Adelaide Kane in my mind ofc. First part - Touched - VAST. Second part - Dress - Taylor Swift

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“Everything has changed since that first full moon. And it has been for the last months, and the worst part is it hasn't been just one full moon after another, but also an eclipse at the same time. Yeah, it wasn't the best time in my life. ㅤㅤ

Believe me, if there is something worse than a blood full moon it is: a fucking eclipse.

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My moods have been very different, more volatile than normal and also more sensitive. My appetite increases more and more, which is not strange since my metabolism changed a lot.

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Everything was fine until this morning. I was feeling good, I felt whole again. It could be said that I could even smile. Took a long hot shower, the water running down my body. The raspberry scent of the soap seemed stronger than normal, but it was delicious. I could smell the coffee in the kitchen, surely Jules was cooking something because the smell was so damn good. I wouldn't leave her alone too long in the kitchen tho. You would think: what’s wrong with all that? It all sounds pretty nice, right?

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My teeth started to hurt, the first time I thought maybe it was some dental infection or something. This wasn't a first time tho. A loud beep forced me to hold on to the bathroom wall, the noise of the drops hitting the floor resounded in my ears.

Falling harder, hitting the ground, it was too loud. Painful.

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Seeing myself in the reflection I could notice a slight change in my eyes, remarkable. Began to slowly turn into an almost animal and primitive yellow. ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

Something is brewing inside of me, something that recognizes me and I recognize as myself. It’s my eternal companion, cause once in a while, its allowed to get out, but don't mistake that for freedom.

I look at my reflection and can see that it smiles unlike me. The wolf knows that its winning and I need to know why. I need to know what's going on.

Am I the owner of my own body? Or am I just a guest? Is this my body still?

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ I can feel it. It's like the blood boiled inside me, the heat became unbearable. The pumping of the heart, pounding in my own ears. The sound of the bones breaking will only increase the horror show. From beneath you, it devours. It consumes you... Slowly. Beast talks to me, whispers to me, seducing me. Because I can't deny myself anymore, it's what I am. Jules was right about something, the wolf is inside me, all the time. And I can no longer divide the line that separates us, the wolf and me. I can't help it. I can’t control it. And I can't go back to you.

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Wanda. I miss you."

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Y/N finished writing and sighed. She hesitated whether to send that e-mail or not, but as always, she just to deleted it. ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ She took her backpack and left the bedroom. Y/N looked out the window, the weather in Wyoming was turning cold and the trees were starting to turn white. But the cold was no longer a concern for her, she wasn't the same.

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They were back in Wyoming two months ago, Y/N and Jules traveled trying to find a cure or more information about who they were. Traveled all over the world, from Alexandria to the vast African savannah, from the cold forests of Wyoming to the hot South America.

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Lobisón, Loup Garou, Werewolf, Úlfheðnar, Luchthonn, Rougarou. So many names that tried to identify them, to many places, too many cultures.

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But wherever they went, every book, every shaman, every person who knew about their true nature just told them that there were no cures for such a curse. Although some didn’t consider it a curse, some considered it a gift.

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A gift was a billion dollars, this was not a gift at all.ㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ

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Now living in the woods near a Native American reservation, the people recognized their nature and allowed them to stay, as long as the girls stayed away at certain times of the month.

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It was a good deal, enough to evade the hunters who were always on the lookout for supernatural creatures to kill. And even if the girls kept themselves locked up at every full moon, Hunters never ask, they'll just shoot.

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“It’s coming… I can feel it.” Jules told her as she placed a huge bowl of spaghetti in front of her, Y/N took a seat at the table. Her friend spent the afternoon making a delicious dinner, enough to calm the hunger, and the hunger of the beast within.

Even if they knew it was impossible, at least they felt less guilty.

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“Thank you.” Y/N sighed. “Sometimes I feel like it's... overwhelming. Also feel revitalized, so positive, like I can do anything.”

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“I know… But we will get through this together, those were difficult months.” Jules reached out to squeeze her best friend's hand. “But we'll keep doing it, until this is over.”

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Y/N took some bread before starting to eat. “I'm starting to think this isn't going to end. I don't think we'll find a cure.”

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“Me neither…” Jules smiled sadly but leaned over to take some cheese. “But it will stop, even if it means our hearts no longer beat.”

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They ate in a comfy silence for a while until Y/N hesitated.

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“Jules?”

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“Yes?”

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“I want to go back to New York.” Y/N just dropped it. That surprised Jules who just frowned somewhat worried.

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“Y/N…” Jules looked at her food kinda sadly, already talked about it many times but neither seemed ready for that. “You know it's not safe for you to come back, nor for those who loves you.”

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“I know, but… Yelena sent me this.”

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Y/n sighed deeply and reached her backpack, pulling out what appeared to be an invitation, the paper was light purple. “She's getting married, Jules. I can't leave her alone on such a day… She’s my best friend.”

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Jules took the card in her hands, looking that beautiful invitation. Kate Bishop and Yelena Belova invited them to be part of the union of their love, in a beautiful golden font. Damn, she was so damn weak for romance. “It's in three weeks... I don't know... You'll be very close to the next full moon, Y/N. Like a week.”

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“I know, I plan to go back before then. Just attend the wedding and that's it, I'll be back.” Y/N looked like a little puppy, asking please to say yes.

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Jules just was quiet for a moment, then nodded.

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“You’ll have to take care of yourself and take care of those around you. You know that a week before the full moon we get... hungry.”

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“Then it’s a yes?” Y/N looked up, surprised. “Are you saying that...”

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“I'm saying you should visit your friends.” The girl smiled and continued eating her spaghetti. “After all, people don't get married every day, right? You should get out of all this for a bit, just don’t bite.”

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“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Y/N got up, hugged and kissed her friend's head, making Jules laugh.

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“You're welcome, pal, just call me if you need anything.”

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“Oh no, you’re not staying here. You come with me.” Y/N sat back down to finish the food.

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“Me?” Jules frowned, now more confused and worried than ever. “No, Y/N. And what am I going to do there? I don’t know anyone.”

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“You’re coming with me, that’s it. If I have to war a dress or a suit to go to a wedding, you'll come with me, I said.”

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“Okay, but can I choose my own dress and-” Jules said so excited, a big smile on her face, when suddenly stopped, putting her hand towards her belly. Dishes smashed to the floor, she took a deep breath.

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Both girls hissed in pain at the same time, feeling a deep stitch in their bodies.

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“We have to… we have to go now.” Y/N managed to say getting up slowly after the pain passed, she looked out the window seeing that the sun would go down soon. According to google, sunset would arrive in an hour.

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The brunette watched as Jules opened one of the safes hidden behind a painting and took out a suitcase. They both left the house and walked in the forest for perhaps ten minutes until they found to an old abandoned cabin. ㅤㅤㅤ

The owner was dead, now that cabin was their property. The important thing was that under that cabin, below the cabin, an old basement served as a prison every full moon. After working on it for a few weeks, they managed to make sure it was strong enough to hold them.

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Silver was their ally, the bars were made of iron and silver as were the chains and handcuffs that would keep them trapped all night.

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Y/N took the briefcase, inside were four syringes with a liquid derived from wolfsbane and powdered silver, that would weaken them enough. On top of that, there was a gun and many silver bullets. The necessary so that if either of them crossed the line, they would use it without hesitation.

ㅤㅤㅤ Of course none would, they weren't capable. ㅤㅤㅤ

“I choose tails, you have heads…” The Boston girl announced as she tossed a coin. “Head. This time you go first.”

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Y/N nodded, walking towards the cell where she would be held for the night. The claws on the walls showed the chaos of every month. Jules helped her put on each of the shackles, closing them tight.

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Seeing the pain the silver chains was causing on Y/N, Jules tried to be as gentle as possible, helping her to sit on the floor.

Y/N swallowed as she felt an invisible pressure around her neck, hands and legs. So agitated, sweat began to fall down her forehead. But while the silver around her made her feel tired, it wasn't enough.

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“I love you, okay?” Jules tried to calm her down, though she knew it was impossible. She took the syringe and even though her hand trembled for a moment, ended up injecting Y/N’s leg as fast as she could. “Don’t be afraid.” ㅤㅤㅤ

As soon as she finished saying that, Y/N squeezed Jules arm so harsh, that if she were human it would have broken easily. Pain was visible on Y/N's face, those eyes filled with tears.

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“It hurts…” Y/N whimpered under her breath, clenching her jaw hard. The pain she felt was so deep and blinding, how each of her muscles contracted. Her heart pounding harder than ever, that pain was too much but necessary.

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“I know, luv.” Jules just kissed her forehead, trying to comfort her. “But this will weaken the wolf, making the night less... difficult.”

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Jules moved away seeing how Y/N closed her eyes and hugged herself, trying to bear the pain. She locked the cell and threw the key a few feets away, far enough so that Y/N couldn't take it.

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Y/N looked up to see how Jules locked herself too.

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“Everything will be okay.” This time, she tried to make Jules feel better.

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“We will.” Sighing deeply, Jules injected the liquid into her leg really harsh. There was no time to be soft, soon the moon would rise and both would give way to the beast. Jules stifled a cry of pain and just closed her eyes feeling the wolfsbane reach the bloodstream.

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The silver would weaken them enough, though not too much to kill them. They both hissed and writhed in pain for a long time until exhaustion began to wear them down, barely keeping their eyes open.

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“Good luck.” Jules slurred.

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“Please, be safe.” Those were Y/N's last words before closing her eyes.

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But the peace of mind didn’t last long.

Maybe ten minutes later they both woke up suddenly, their hearts beating so damn fast. Her hands trembled uncontrollably.

Y/N took a deep breath, the heat suffocate her little by little. While the sun hid between the mountains, the wolf woke up in that cabin.

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Like every full moon, the calvary began.

ㅤㅤㅤ Feeling how each of her bones broke with a chilling synchrony, how each fiber of her skin ceased to be hers and regenerated. Break and regenerate itself.

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Again. And again.

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Those eyes were no longer the same, a body which no longer belonged to her. How her will was given to a more primal being.

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Releasing her and demanding Y/N to release it, set it free. Feeling the depths of the true nature, her true nature, so primitive and ancient but so natural at the same time.

But as every dawn, devotion and fidelity remains in Y/N’s heart. As well as the wildness and the wiliness. Every night her bones are breaking, howling in pain.

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The brunette fell to her knees, placing hands against the floor, clinging to its coldness to calm the inner fire, but it was impossible. The human fangs grew longer and sharper, the color of Y/N’s eyes changed to a wild shade of yellow.

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She watched as her fingers clawed hard, finally letting out a scream.

A scream that was followed by a long howl, welcoming her new figure. The female and human figure was left behind, the Wolf was here now. Much larger than normal, but still a big, scary, wild wolf.

The fur was dark, while Jules's was a little more gray. Both glared at each other, far from looking for a rival, they connected. Now they were a pack.

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Both beasts struggled to free themselves from their bonds but it was impossible, the silver kept them locked up and the wolfsbane kept weakening them. At least all night. ㅤㅤㅤ

That was all they needed.

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The birds singing made Y/n open her eyes slowly, lying on the cold floor of the cell. She sighed deeply, feeling how her whole naked body ached in a terrifying way.

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“Fuck.” She growled.

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It was like the worst hangover in the world, she thought. Those were the exact words Jules told her, and she confirmed it since she was bitten.

Carefully, the brunette got up trying to take the backpack with clothes that they left the day before.

As she put on her oversized T-shirt, she heard Jules groan sleepily waking from that awful dream.

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“Welcome back, princess.” Y/N waved as she opened the cell and handed some clothes to Jules, who was just covering part of her naked body with her hands. Although to be fair, she didn't care about Y/N seeing her naked or anything anymore.

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After half an hour, they returned to the house dragging their feet from pain and exhaustion. The hunger they felt was enormous; the beast always wanted to satisfy the ancestral hunger but it had not been fed for a long time.

And it never would be. It just left a horrible feeling, like they hadn't eaten well for a week.

ㅤㅤㅤ The brunette noticed how Jules was stroking her forehead when she was making some grilled cheese sandwiches, so she took some pills and a glass of water and handed them to her.

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“Thank you. Silver is a bitch.” Jules growled, taking a few pills at once. “But at least that way we know we're not hurting anyone.” ㅤㅤㅤ

“Hurts too much but we have to pay the price for a clear conscience.” Y/N said and they began to devour their sandwiches. You could see the pleasure on their faces, like they hadn't eaten for weeks and finally got their favorite food. ㅤㅤㅤ

“So…” Jules licked her lips after drinking some of the juice. “We're going to the Big Apple.” ㅤㅤㅤ

“Two werewolves in New York.” Y/n nodded, licking the remains of ketchup from her fingers. “This is going to be fun…” ㅤㅤㅤ

“Where to, ladies?” Asked the taxi driver with his voice raspy due to smoking.

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Y/N and Jules left JFK airport after a nearly six hour flight, but the cold air against her face made Y/N smile.

Oh, she loved New York in April.

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“71 Manhattan Ave, please.” Jules said as she put the backpack to her side.

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“Expensive a bit.” Y/N raised an eyebrow.

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“New York is expensive. What? We never go anywhere.” Jules shrugged and looked out the window at the busy New York traffic. “I thought we could treat ourselves this time.”

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“Yeah...we don't go to a wedding every day.” Y/N sighed and adjusted her sunglasses to enjoy the view. The trip was nice, despite the fact that it was 7 am.

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“Yelena knows I'm going with you?”

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“Yep, as my plus one.” The brunette whispered and remained thoughtful.

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She tried not to think about the consequences of the visit. What if Wanda saw her? What if she saw Wanda with someone else? Couldn't get over it, but she had to, for Yelena. She owed her after everything she'd helped Y/N. Couldn't leave them alone on their wedding day.

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“You're worried that you're going to see Wanda, aren't you?” Oh, Jules knew her very well.

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Y/N swallowed and looked down. “It worries me to know that… I don't know if I can let her go once more if I see her again.”

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Jules just sighed and took her hand, squeezing it gently to show her support. “Everything will be okay, you’ll see.”

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The green-eyed girl looked at herself for a moment in the mirror, enjoying that brown color. After a whole year, her hair was much longer, a few shades darker.

ㅤㅤㅤ Wanda smiled as she saw her friend in the reflection.

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“You look great.” the sokovian whispered as she finished helping Yelena put on her dress. The blonde's eyes shone when she saw how the hair was ready, tied in a beautiful way. Sure Yelena wasn't wearing white, but a nice light color was enough.

ㅤㅤㅤ “Do you think so?” Yelena gasped and looked at herself in the mirror again. “Wow... I never thought I could get married. But bitch, I look amazing.”

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“I always thought that you looked more a dog person than a married person.” Natasha joked watching her from the door.

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“Oh make no mistake, sestra. I am both.” They all giggled happily, especially when they saw the happiness on Yelena's face.

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“And here you are… Looking more beautiful than ever.” Nat added as she reached over to hug her sister. Wanda joined in, making it the most powerful trident ever seen.

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“Okay, lots of love for now, I'll go see if Clint and dad are ready.” Yelena broke away and was about to leave the room when Wanda spoke:

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“Yelena… I know I said I didn't want to know...” Wanda hesitated before what she was going to ask. “Is Y/N coming?”

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Yelena sighed. “I think so, I hope so… I sent her the invitation so many times but didn't have an answer. Kate sended it too.”

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She just nodded and watched as Yelena closed the door behind her. Natasha and Wanda decided to adjust their own dresses and comb their hair for the beautiful moment, since they were the bridesmaids, of course.

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“You still miss her, don't you?” Natasha asked with a tiny side smile, although inside she felt really guilty about that. Seeing how her best friend suffered from Y/N's absence, knowing why she left and not being able to tell Wanda about it.

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“Me? Pff!” Wanda said pretending to be uninterested. “No, no... of course not. I like Vision, he’s lovely. Remember?”

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“Yep… Still, you guys are nothing… like officially together or something. Just friends, right?” Natasha teased, knowing Wanda so damn well. She knew that if Wanda liked Vision so much -or as she was in love with Y/N before- it wouldn't have taken her so long to be his girlfriend.

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“Can we talk about Yelena? This is her day, not mine.”

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“Sure.” Natasha nodded but when she walked past Wanda she just poked her belly with a finger. “Liar.”

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After getting out of the taxi and walking through that beautiful entrance full of flowers, Jules turned to see Y/N. She was wearing a nice femenine black suit while the Boston girl was wearing a flowery dress.

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“How do you feel?” Jules asked a little concerned, noticing Y/n's silence since they left the house.

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“A bit excited.”

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“Don’t worry, ‘kay? She's going to be so happy to see you.” They walked until they reached the entrance, luckily Wanda wasn't around. Only some people she knew, like Daisy, Steve, Bucky, Carol and the gang.

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“You look more nervous than me.” Y/N smiled as she watched Jules move her hands, a pretty clear sign of the anxiety she felt.

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“Hey, Y/N! So good to see you!” Daisy came over to hug her and then walking away to keep talking to Bobbi.

ㅤㅤㅤ “Y/N, I haven't seen you for so long!" Carol moved closer to hug her for a moment. She was wearing a black suit that looked spectacular on her, especially with her blonde hair. Carol turned to Jules, shaking her hand. "And who's this beauty? I'm Carol Danvers, I love your dress." ㅤㅤㅤ

"Thank you." Jules stammered. ㅤㅤㅤ

"Oh, don't you dare." Y/N warned the blonde and then took Jules arm to keep walking. "Stop sighing, she's a heartbreaker. Let's go."

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“Don't judge me, I'm about to walk into a wedding where no one knows me, I have social anxiety and I'm a werewolf close to full moon.” Jules licked her lips, glancing at some of the guests. “I have all the bingo numbers.”

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“Come on… We will eat some delicious snacks, we will dance some 90s and 2000’s bangs, you will see me depressed and gloomy when I see the love of my life. It will be fun.” Y/N nudged her and held out her arm for Jules to grab.

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Sighing, Jules took her arm and they both took courage before entering the church.

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The moment Yelena saw Y/N enter the ‘bride #2’ room where she and her bridesmaids were, went over to hug Y/N so tightly. Closing her eyes, so was glad her friend was there.

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“Y/N! I was afraid you wouldn't come.” The blonde moved and watched her with immense joy. “I missed you so much.”

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“I missed you too.” Y/N smiled happy, kissing her forehead. “You look beautiful, blondie. I’m so happy for you…”

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She turned to see the beautiful bridesmaids, Wanda and Natasha. Both wore beautiful wine-colored dresses, loose hair and a look that could kill.

That room was decorated with beautiful flowers, some drinks to make the bride feel more relaxed and everything she needed to prepare herself.

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“Hey, Nat.” Y/N smiled and gave Natasha a big bear hug before pulling away. ㅤㅤㅤ "I'm glad you came." Nat smiled happy to see her.

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"Yeah..." Y/N gasped looking at Wanda now. There she was, as beautiful as ever.

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“Wanda…” Y/N whispered. Her heart told her that she was still alive, and that it still belonged to Wanda. An entire year without seeing her, now she was there.

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“Hi, Y/N.” Although those green eyes looked excited to see her, Wanda tried to pretend and hide her emotion to show a cold face. “You looking good.”

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“Thanks… you still look beautiful! That dress looks so good on you...” Those words came out of Y/N’s mouth even though she didn't even think about it.

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Nat and Yelena looked at each other and walked away, knowing it was time to leave them alone before the ceremony. What Y/N didn’t know is that minutes before, Wanda noticed the presence of Jules, who was taking a seat next to Daisy Johnson.

Suddenly all the happiness to see Y/N vanished, feeling enormous jealousy. And right now she had Y/N in front of her.

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“So…” Wanda raised an eyebrow. “You’re here.”

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“Yeah.” Y/N swallowed, adjusting her blazer.

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“With HER.” The Sokovian emphasized that last word, clenching her jaw. Wanda shook her head, felt so upset even if this was not the time to talk about it. “Don't you feel guilty bringing her here with you? Not even a little? Isn't that embarrassing, Y/N?”

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Y/N frowned now, didn't understand what the hell Wanda meant, she was just dazed to see her again. “Wanda, what are you talking about?”

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“Oh, come on!” Wanda just let out an ironic laugh, now that they were alone she could finally explode. “You were an idiot, but now I realize that I was the idiot all that time. I can't believe you're doing this!"

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“Wanda…”

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“No, you don't have the right to do this! This is my friend's wedding too, and I can't believe you brought that woman here knowing that I was in love with you!” Wanda pointed at her, annoyed. “That you ghosted me! And cheated on me!”

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“I didn’t ghosted you.” Y/N gasped and shook her head. “Well, not like that, I mean…yeah, but no!”

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“Oh fuck you, Y/N!” Wanda shook her head and decided to get out of there, but Y/N dared to block her way. ㅤㅤㅤ

“I mean it, Wanda, Jules is not my girlfriend. I've never cheated on you!” She took her arm gently, not wanting to hurt Wanda but enough to hold her. “She is like my sister.”

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“What?”

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“Umh, it's… more difficult to explain than you think but…” Y/N stammered scratching the back of her neck, she never thought she should explain who Jules was. Lie now and fast. “She’s like my sister, we share a bond… family. Not of blood, she is… beyond that.”

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“You and that girl aren't together? Never were?” Wanda's eyes widened in surprise, for a moment all the anger she felt against them seemed to diminish.

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At that moment Cassie Lang came into the room to tell them the brides would be arriving soon and that the bridesmaids and bestman should go to the aisle.

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“Of course not.” Y/N laughed at how ridiculous that sounded, she opened the door for Wanda to go out first. “She's not the reason I left.”

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“Oh…” Wanda sighed and smiled shyly. “That's good because Natasha is flirting with her right now, over there.”

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The Sokovian pointed towards the area where the guests were and could see how Natasha talked to Jules, clearly trying to win her over.

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“Damn, that was fast.” Y/N raised an eyebrow and they both laughed. "She beat Carol."

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“Sorry… I misunderstood all that. I saw you with her, leaving a coffee shop a year ago, before you left me alone. I thought you just… you left me for her.” Wanda pressed her lips together, finally confessing what she had hidden for so long.

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“It's okay. I saw you with Vision too…” Y/N wrinkled her nose.

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“Oh, no. Ew. He’s just a friend.” She babbled nervously.

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“Good… but, umh… I was with her yes, taking care of Jules…she… had some trouble.” Y/N sighed wistfully. “I can't talk about it here, but… walking away was the hardest thing I've ever had to do in my life. To get away from you.”

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“Then you never forgot me.” Wanda's beautiful green eyes sparkled.

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“I could never forget you, Wanda Maximoff.” Y/N smiled. Their gazes, impossible to detach from each other, they were face to face. “I was so in love with you.”

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“… Was?”

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Y/N was going to keep going when Natasha's voice brought them back to life. “They’re ready.”

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Both nodded and settled on each side, Wanda walked away but not before saying:

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“I'm glad she's not your girlfriend or something... but I don't forget that you ghosted me and you broke my heart.” Wanda definitely wasn't going to leave it like that. “We'll talk about this later.”

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Y/N nodded and settled to the side next to Natasha and Wanda. On Kate's side were America Chavez, Cassie Lang, and Peter Parker.

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The wedding march was heard, but then it was interrupted to play Yelena and Kate’s favorite song, making the moment one of the most beautiful Y/N has ever experienced.

The party had everyone quite happy, Yelena and Kate couldn't stop laughing as the guests danced to a catchy 2000’s song.

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Feeling a bit thirsty, she went to the bar to order sometrhing and noticed that Wanda was expecting the same thing. The Sokovian drummed her fingers on the wooden table, lost in her own thoughts.

Damn, she really did look beautiful in that dress.

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“Hey.” Y/N stayed next to her.

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“Hey.” Wanda smiled. The bartender finally handed her the cocktail and took Y/N's order. “You alone?”

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“My ‘plus one’ is with your best friend over there.” She nodded at Jules dancing with Natasha and Yelena. “She was pretty scared that no one would listen to her. Look at her now!”

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“The power of a few beers.” Wanda joked. After taking their cocktails, both walked away from the dancefloor to go to the terrace. “Where did you both meet? I mean, I know you, or at least I did and… your friends were Yelena, Kate, and Natasha.”

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Y/n swallowed, should she tell the truth? Why didn't she study what she should say and what not? The truth is, that Y/N didn’t expect to spend time with Wanda. She expected the Sokovian to reject and ignore her all night.

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“We knew each other for a while before… I left.” Y/N looked down to see her cocktail, rather embarrassed to talk about it like it was a normal thing.

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And it was noted how that affected Wanda, who seemed to be really hurt at the mention of that. "Why did not you call me? Why didn't you tell me where you were going?"

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“I couldn't tell you.” Y/N begged Wanda not to continue.

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Wanda snorted, shaking her head. "Sure."

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"I mean it."

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“Why?” Wanda persisted, she didn't want to let it go.

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“Cause…” Y/N was about to spill everything but just stopped, swallowing her own words. She looked around, everyone was enjoying the party or the food. “I can't tell you here, okay?”

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Wanda licked her lips, tasting the delicious cherry flavor from the drink and then leaned in to whisper: “Is it a legal problem?”

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Y/N frowned. “What?”

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“The problem you left is… a legal one?” Wanda cleared her throat. “Were you running from someone?”

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The brunette thought about those words for a moment, was she really running from someone or from herself? It was a tricky question.

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“Yeah. Jules and I… we were running from someone.”

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“I understand.” Wanda said a bit worried, now she understood the situation better although it didn't make it less painful. “Violent situation?”

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“Yeah, very violent. I didn't want to put you in danger.” Well, after all, that was true. Right?

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“I'm sorry about that.” The Sokovian sighed and took Y/N's hand, squeezing it gently. “I hope you can tell me well about it later. If… we can still… hangout sometime.”

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Y/N stared at Wanda for a moment. Boy, did she look as beautiful as ever. Laughter caught both of their attention, everyone was definitely having a great time. Even the grumpy Bucky who was smiling, drinking and dancing. This wasn’t time to be the brooding werewolf girl trying to stay away, was it?

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“Hey... would you like to dance with me?” She finally held out her hand for Wanda to take, and smiled when the Sokovian did.

ㅤㅤㅤ “I was dying for you to ask it.”

The door opened quickly, letting in two women devouring each other between kisses, completely desperate.

Y/N's lips searched for Wanda's in a needy way, barely separating to breathe. Her hands were quick enough to release her body and close the door behind them.

Our secret moments in your crowded room. They got no idea about me and you.

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“Oh my god!” Wanda gasped, they both laughed at how ridiculously needy they were of each other.

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After spending the whole night provoking each other between glances and smiles, thanks to alcohol too, both ended up kissing each other in a lonely area in the Chateau gardens.

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“I wanted this so bad, detka. Every night thinking of you.” Wanda whispered, closing her eyes to surrender to the pleasure. "Only bought this dress so you could take it off."

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They both dropped into the hotel bed, stripping off their clothes.

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Say my name and everything just stops, I don't want you like a best friend. ㅤㅤㅤ

This was their first time together but it seemed like they had known each other forever. Caressing the exact areas to make the other melt completely.

Even if she wanted to stop, Y/N couldn't even control herself. As if she were possessed by the power of the next full moon, she devoured Wanda's lips with pleasure, desperately ran around her neck, owning her sighs.

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Carve your name into my bedpost ,'cause I don't want you like a best friend.

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Of course it wasn't just a product of pleasure and passion; the silent, hungry beast inside urged her to want more. To adore that woman, to love her and to go completely mad for her. Wanda was hers. ㅤㅤㅤ

Y/N sniffed Wanda's scent, closing her eyes, sighing deeply as if she were impregnated with it. As if she swore an eternal devotion to her, and what lived inside would gladly accept it.

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Don't bite her.

Don't bite her. If you love her, don’t bite her!

ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤ

Those words flashed through her mind over and over again. She shouldn't bite her, though that wouldn't mean spreading the werewolf venom, would it? She could only do it on a full moon. Or maybe... no. Even if the wolf wanted to bite her so bad, she would never do it.

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Y/N just growled with desire, ignoring all those thoughts and letting herself lose in desire.

Every kiss, every lick, every moan was printed in Y/N’s mind, on her skin and in her heart. The way Wanda dug nails into her back as they reached their first orgasm, or their second one, or their third one or the rest of them. All of this silence and patience, hands shaking from holding back.

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Say my name and everything just stops. You made your mark on me, like a golden tattoo.

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That was one of the most exciting, hungry and exhausting nights that both had lived.

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The agitated breathing of both, resting in bed after hours of need.

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“That was amazing.” Wanda giggled happily, turning to see Y/n who didn't stop smiling either. “That was a good way to meet again...”

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“It was. Damn, babe. You’re gorgeous.” Y/N gasped, finally leaned in to give her a cute peck on the lips.

ㅤㅤㅤ Y/N knew that she was screwing up everything, it wasn't okay, she knew perfectly well that she was unleashing much worse chaos for later, only to live in the present. Still, she didn't want to get out of that beautiful moment.

They were back together, it was all that mattered.

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And although for Y/N many awakenings were terrifying, this had been the most beautiful of all in her entire damn life. Seeing Wanda snuggled against her body, smiling sleepily in the cutest way in the world. Oh, that was heaven for sure.

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Now I wake up by your side. My one and only, my lifeline. I woke up just in time.

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And without hesitation, Y/N would sell her soul twenty times over to awaken her entire life like this, leaving behind a chaos she had never asked for. How was she able to endure all this time without Wanda?

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“Are you okay, detka?” Wanda asked curiously while she touched the brunette's belly. The morning sun tried to intrude between the curtains. “I see you're a bit thoughtful. Are you regretting this?”

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“What? No! NO! Not at all!” She exclaimed desperately, but calmer when she saw how Wanda laughed.

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“I’m just kidding.” She laughed and kissed Y/N’s lips. “I'm going to the bathroom, don't you dare leave.”

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“I wouldn't even think about it.” Y/N smiled at her, watching as the brunette bit her bottom lip, walking fully naked to the bathroom.

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“Oh, god.” Y/N sighed and dropped her head on the pillow. She glanced the phone on the nightstand. Should she...?

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Didn't want to come back to life outside of this room, but she had to be responsible for her actions.

Taking a deep breath, Y/N reached for her phone and looked at the notifications.

A very cute text from Yelena and Kate, two texts from Natasha asking where the fuck she was, and two from Jules.

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“I saw that you left me completely alone at the wedding (I’m so glad you did!) but thanks to the Russian redhead I was able to get home safely. (She’s taking me rn! I mean taking me home, not taking me- well, maybe later) Have some safe sex! Please, don’t bite your ex! I MEAN IT.” – from Jules, eight hours ago.

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Y/N just rolled her eyes and giggled. Feeling in the clouds. Everything was back to normal for a few minutes and her chest filled with joy. Or perhaps it was the ego of wolf, knowing that soon it would be free.

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Wanda came out of the bathroom and upon hearing Y/N’s giggle, she approached smiling. “What is it, detka?”

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“What is it? I have you here with me, looking so fucking hot.” Y/N smirked. “Everything is perfect.”

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“Oh shut up, flirty.” The Sokovian blushed, lying down next to her again.

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“You look like a goddess, Wanda Maximoff.”

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Those words reached Wanda's heart, those eyes shone with pure illusion. But to break the beautiful moment, Y/N’s stomach began to growl.

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“Someone’s hungry…” Wanda joked and they both laughed. “Would you like to have breakfast together? Let me buy you something, because I don't have anything to cook here.”

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Y/N narrowed her eyes, playing with her. “Of course not, it's a hotel, dummy.”

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“Oh, shut up.”

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Although room service was tempting, the high prices made them both look at each other and quickly get up to take a shower together, going to the nearest restaurant. Holding hands, like two teenagers in love.

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“Are you going to eat all that?” Wanda asked when she saw the amount of chicken club sandwiches Y/N ordered for herself.

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“Yeah, why?” The brunette took a bite of one of these, sometimes she forgot how much she had to eat and how surprised people were when they saw it. “I'm starving.”

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“I see…” Wanda smiled tenderly, sipping some coffee. “Okay, after an interesting night where we couldn't talk... tell me what happened to you all these months. There are some changes in you, I can tell. Besides the scars on your body.”

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That took Y/N by surprise, fought not to choke on her food. “Well… like I told you, it's quite long story.”

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“We have time.” Wanda raised an eyebrow. “I don't want to be annoying here but you owe me an explanation.”

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Sighing, Y/N took a moment before beginning.

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"The situation with Jules... well, umh… you know-”

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“Cut the crap, Y/N. I’m glad to see you and the sex was amazing but you better start talking right now.”

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Y/N narrowed her eyes. “Okay, no need to be all bossy!” Sighs. “The night we saw each other and had our date, I had an accident.”

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This took Wanda by surprise, leaning in. “Y/N, what? Are you okay?”

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She nodded. “I had an accident which… I was slow to recover and Jules took care of me. That's when I met her.”

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Wanda just remained silent. Maybe trying to make sure Y/N was telling the truth.

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“That's why I couldn't call you.”

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“Why didn't you do it later?” the sokovian asked skeptically.

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“I wanted to! Of course I tried. I just couldn't… the guy with who I had the accident that night was a very violent person. He attacked Jules… He was after her, threatening her so we had to run...”

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Not even her realized how she tried to get out of that web of lies and mixed truths.

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“Sounds scary.” Wanda seemed terrified with everything she heard, but above all, she felt somewhat guilty and worried.

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“You can’t imagine how much.” Y/N looked down. She had never talked about this with anyone but Jules.

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“When I came to see you again, a year ago, I just… couldn't. I saw you with Vision and I saw that you were fine, I didn't want to get you in this huge trouble.” She shrugged, remembering the jealousy when she saw that stupid british guy.

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“Y/N… you would never get me into anything dangerous.” Wanda took her hand and caressed it. “I know.”

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Y/N swallowed, was that really true? She was the one who was really dangerous now.

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“So…” Y/N decided to keep going and not sink into the guilt. “We left the city, we were traveling for a while to get rid of the… guy.”

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“Wow, that sounds so sad and lonely.”

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“It was…”

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Wanda sighed and kissed the back of Y/N's hand, thinking about everything Y/N went through alone. “I really missed you, a lot.”

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“I missed you everyday.” Y/N confessed with immense pain, leaning over to kiss her lips one more time.

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“So... knowing that you're not seeing anyone and that you still like me...” Wanda bit her lower lip. “Can we…?”

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Y/N smiled tenderly. “I don’t like you, Wands, I’m still in love with you.”

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Wanda finally smiled happily. “Can we still see each other?”

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And though it took her a moment to think about it, Y/N just answered with the heart and not her mind, not knowing the chaos it could bring.

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“Of course.” She leaned down to kiss Wanda’s lips. “Now that I see you, I can't let you go.”

“HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?” Jules yelled, shaking her head and closing her suitcase. “I’m this close to kick your STUPID, IRRESPONSIBLE ASS!”

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“Jules… please!”

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“No, Y/N. This is… This is beyond irresponsible!” She stormed into the living room angrily.

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Exactly as Y/N thought, Jules hadn't taken well to the fact that she and Wanda were seeing each other again. Especially the story she made up to keep from telling her the dangerous and scary truth.

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Perhaps the fact that the moon was full tonight made them both have a more explosive temper than normal.

"How long have you both been seeing each other?!"

"A week? Since we came here..."

"Y/N, you can't do this. I TOLD YOU NOT TO DO THIS!"

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“Jules, come on! I can’t lie to her.” Y/N tried to follow her friend.

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“YOU’RE LYING ANYWAY! SWEET SUFFERING JESUS, Y/N! I told you that this was not safe for you or for them!” She put her hands on the hips, trying to calm herself. Jules inhaled deeply, then exhaled. “Are you dating again?”

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“Why is it a problem that I’m dating Wanda?” Y/N just flopped down on the sofa, utterly defeated. She felt like a scolded puppy.

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“For the same reason we left. Because you're going to hurt her again! She doesn't deserve that! That girl is amazing…” Jules felt so upset with Y/N and with fate for making them suffer so much.

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“But I'm not going to hurt her, I want to be with her. I'm not going to leave her again.”

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“That's much worse, Y/N!" Jules watched her like a bird of prey.

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“I can do this… and be with her too, right? I can hide every full moon, we go to the woods like we will tonight. I'll rent the cabin every month...”

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“Y/N…” Jules tried to talk but Y/N stopped her.

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“Jules, I miss her so much. You have no idea how much it hurts." Y/N's voice broke, she brought her hand to her chest trying to calm the deep pain was feeling. The wolf didn't want to let her go either. “I can't be away, I tried to get away... but I can't do it anymore. I'd rather rip my heart out than lose her again. I love her. Jules, please, I love her.”

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Jules sighed and all the anger inside vanished when she saw the tears in Y/N's eyes, she walked over to sit next to her.

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“Do you feel okay knowing that you lie to her every time you see each other?” This time, her voice was sweet and calm.

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“No… I feel like shit.” Y/N looked at her hands.

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“Does she know all the pain you go through every month? Is she capable of choosing you knowing the danger she's into? Look… I know it's hard, I know letting her go was horrible… but you have to be honest with her. Or walk away."

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Y/N didn't say anything, just kept looking down.

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“You're not just exposing her to the wolf, Y/N.” Jules looked at her with sadness. “You’re exposing her to people who's going to hunt us down if they find out. Hunters are something you don't want to mess with... they'll use her to their advantage.”

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The brunette just nodded. “I'll talk to her after tonight’s full moon.”

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“As you need. Now we’ve to go.” Jules squeezed her shoulder and then got up from the sofa, they both took their keys and left that apartment a bit in a hurry. “I’ve paid for two more weeks... you can stay that long here while you figure it out.”

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Y/N nodded and they both went downstairs, but the brunette stopped when her phone rang indicating that she had a new text.

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“Detka, are you home? or free tonight? I would like to take you to a nice place.” - From Wanda, few seconds ago.

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"Fuck."

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“What?” Jules asked seeing Y/N's disappointed face.

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“It’s Wanda.” Y/N sighed, she was feeling so frustrated. Of course, what she wanted most was to go with Wanda on a one-of-a-kind date on a beautiful full moon, and not spend it locked up watching her best friend suffer. Turning into a dangerous monster.

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Jules didn't say anything, she knew that for Y/N it was already painful enough. An 'I told you so' wouldn't help at all.

Y/N proceeded to write fast as they went downstairs.

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“Hey, babe. Sorry, can’t do it tonight. I'm not home either, I'm working and I'll have to stay overnight. I'm sorry!” – Sent a few seconds ago.

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Y/N sighed deeply before leaving that building, walking with her best friend to the car they rented. But what she didn't know, nor had she noticed, was that Wanda was parked in front of the house, with Y/N's favorite coffee and buns, ready to surprise her.

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The sokovian saw how Y/N got into the car and took off with Jules. She looked at her phone and saw that the last text was: 'you don't know how hard it is to work here right now! I'm exhausted!"

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Of course Y/N was lying to her again, but why?

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Without hesitation, Wanda sped up to follow them and find out what the hell they were up to. Once and for all.

Oh my. I hope you enjoyed it cause the next one is... WELL, MESSY. 🌙 I'm gonna leave the songs again here: First part - Touched - VAST. Second part - Dress - Taylor Swift

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angelofthenight · 2 years ago

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Yandere characters I write for vs cold weather

(Y/n): I’m cold

Yandere!Sam Fortner: Here take my jacket!

(Y/n): I’m cold

Yandere!Riddler: Let’s huddle together for body warmth!

(Y/n): I’m cold

Yandere!Purge Leader: And? I can't control the damn weather

��💘Happy Valentine’s Day💘💖

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nykie-love-anime · 1 year ago

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Weather

Y/N: Woah it's kind of cold out here Y/N: - looking at Eddie with a pleading look - Y/N: I'm cold Eddie: Here baby girl take my jacket Eddie: - places the jacket over your shoulders - Y/N: Aah I love you so much baby Nancy: - looking at Steve - Nancy: I'm cold too Steve: Well damn Nance, I can't control the weather Jonathan: Here Nancy Jonathan: - hands her his coat - Jonathan: You can take my coat Nancy: Thank Jonathan Nancy: - walks away glaring at Steve -

Source: That 70s Show

Masterlist

#y/n #reader #eddie munson x reader #jonathan byers x nancy wheeler #steve harrington x nancy wheeler #stranger things #incorrect quotes #incorrect stranger things quotes #incorrect quotes stranger thing

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that-damn-fouth-chaosemerald · 1 year ago

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𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞

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×A/N×

So here's the oneshot that I promised-

Bro, I can't write angst! 😭😭

Nvm-

I done it-

I think this is shittier than the previous version of this-

×❢ About my work ❢×

shitty angst, in the begining some fluff cuddling with Damien, The Readers death (hinted), very short, yandere Damien, but he doesn't really show that much sight of it-, use of (Y/N), no pronouns used for the reader, flashbacks, panic attack (hinted)

Type: Oneshot

Fandom: Markiplier Cinematic Universe (WKM)

Character(s): Damien, Y/N

Ship(s): Yandere Damien x Reader

Word count: Short cause I can't write sh.t-

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𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈: (I haven't find one yet-)

It was a beautiful day outside.

It was still dawn and the sky was so clear and beautiful. Many different colours played trough the sky as a little wind tickled Damien's hair.

It almost felt like a dream.

Your breathed calmly on Damien's chest, still sleeping in his arms. Damien could smell your sweet fragrance mixed with the flower's lovely scent. Damn, you felt so good. He would do anything for you just to keep you by his side.

You were right, infact it was a good idea to escape just a little from those boring paperworks.

He never was an outgoing guy. Not because he didn't like the nature, it's just he was so busy all the time. He wanted to spend time with you, and you chose to have a nice picnic outside. People wasn't really happy about this idea and to be honest at first he was a bit worried too aswell. What if someone sees him? Don't get him wrong, he didn't felt worried because he could get seen with you, he was afraid that someone will ruin you two's perfect moment.

Fortunately, you just had the perfect place to hide from the paper work and the crowd aswell! Trees hided you just perfectly and anyway people didn't seem to take walks around here when it was still dark.

Damien took a last breath of your sweet scent as he looked up at the sky, then he slowly closed his eyes.

• • •

Damien woke up in alarm as a loud crack could be heard from the thunder. When he figured out it was just the weather, he focused on his heart - which was beated like it would want to beak free from his chest - to calm it down.

He sat on the edge of the bed before he decided to left his room. The whole manor was probably sleeping deeply as he walked through the corridors.

Suddenly, he stopped at one specific door.

You were always afraid of thunders.

And just like he was called by an emergency he pulled down the doorhandle as quickly as possible.

He looked around the room calling your names gently so many times. Just silence came back. Damien spotted the bed and slowly walked to it.

Oh, yeah, right. You are not here. Not anymore.

He touched the soft material of the quilt. The bed was cold as it always been since then.

The coverlet was already swapped, not holding your missed scent anymore.

He went too far on that night. He didn't mean to harm you, he never was. He just wanted to keep safe his most beautiful person he ever seen from... well, from everything.

Damien's hands started to shake slightly as his grip got stronger on the fabric.

"I'm so sorry, (Y/N)." The only thing he could say with all those regret and emotion in his being.

It was an accident. If only you would have listen to him! If only you just stayed beside him and let him to keep you safe none of this would've happen. He wouldn't have to keep his tears back as his grief slowly tears apart his whole body. He wouldn't have to be reminded of how much of an failure he is of not keeping you safe.

If only he would've just controlled himself for that one minute.

He slowly let go the sheets. His whole body shivered from the anxiety and his hands were sweaty from the warm of the material.

He took a shaky breath before he made his way to the door.

"Good night, (Y/N)."

The sound of the door shut slowly faded in with the rain's small knockings on the window. The room was still as cold as it had left behind.

#mark fishbach #markiplier fandom #markiplier universe #markiplier cinematic universe #markiplier egos #damien markiplier #wkm damien #Damien the Mayor #wkm #who killed markiplier #Damien x reader #mark fischbach #markiplier #x reader #mark edward fischbach #oneshot

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iisasarcasticlittleshite · 2 years ago

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Hey hey! Idk if you’re up for headcanon requests or if you have a limit but if you’re vibing with this, I’d like to humbly request a headcanon about your 6 JJK characters realizing they’ve caught the feelz for someone! Please and thanks!

Requests are always welcome, I'll get to them all as soon as I can, always!

Thank you for requesting, I had a very traumatic day today so this gives me something to focus one :) I did my best, sorry if they're awful.

As requested, headcannons for Nobara, Yuuji, Megumi, Gojo, Nanami and Sukuna catching the feelz:

Kugisaki Nobara

She hadn't thought much of (Y/N) to begin with; She's not at Jujutsu tech to make friends, but it happens anyway in the most unexpected of places.

(Y/N) is someone who gives gloriously few fucks about what people think, they live by their own rules and they do not apologise for it. It's usually something Nobara would find infuriating in someone, but the way (Y/N) carries themselves with poise and dignity just isn't something she can hate.

It doesn't take long for her to pick up on her feelings, she wants to be close to (Y/N), hopes to be paired with them on missions even though (Y/N) always seems to end up dealing with the worst curses.

Seeing as she's not exactly one to be silent, Kugisaki outright comes out to say it.

'Hey, you're pretty cool.' Her tone was an attempt at casual, but (Y/N) knows that blush on her cheeks isn't from the makeup. 'We should, hang out, outside of class.'

(Y/N) can't help but giggle, Kugisaki isn't as subtle as she thinks she is, the older sorcerer has noticed that crush, mostly because they return it. 'Sure, Saturday, there's a restaurant I want to take you too. Six?'

'Seven.'

'It's a date.'

Fushiguro Megumi

What the fuck does he do with this? Feelings he can't control? This is not what he calls fun.

He's known (Y/N) for years, ever since Gojo rolled into his life, (Y/N) had been around. His age, the unwanted child of a powerful family, they couldn't be any more like him, and yet, they were night and day.

He's quiet, (Y/N) makes their presence known without fear, a beacon of light in his world of shadow.

It's only now that his feelings crept up on him, but in truth...he's loved them for years.

Does he know what to do with those feelings? Absolutely not!

It's up to (Y/N) to pick up on the lingering stares, the warmed cheeks, that smouldering look in his eyes. Suddenly, he's concerned about what missions they take on, suddenly he cares about how many hours they spend training, how well they sleep... it's obvious what's going on, but it takes them time to decide what to do.

With (Y/N)'s mind made up, they knock on Megumi's door after curfew, and the moment he opens the door, they pulled them in, and kissed him.

'You could have just told me, you ass!'

'Would you have kissed me like that if I had?'

Itadori Yuuji

Sunshine ball has no shame, none. When his feelings started, you'd have no idea, because he's always so damn kind.

He knows (Y/N)'s favourite foods at every restaurant they've ever gone too. Café order? Knows that one too.

He knows that their right knee hitches when the weather changes suddenly and he knows that extra training makes them crave savoury things, and yet, he can't remember what the hell he had for breakfast that morning.

He's at their side every chance he gets, lavishing them in attention or just being with them in silence. He's learned which is needed and when.

It's (Y/N) who's convinced they fell in love first, not with what he does, but the way he does it all with a smile, determination. He's hosting the King of curses in his head and yet he doesn't let that horrendous curse drag him down.

Itadori confesses shamelessly after a mission, declaring his crush after a mission like it was common knowledge, even though he's already wincing for a rejection.

The blush on his face when (Y/N) kissed him was pinker than his hair.

'D'aw, you're so cute!'

'Nah, you're cuter!'

Gojo Satoru

Him? Feelings? Like...real ones?

He hates it. Borderline bullies (Y/N) over it. Or he would, if (Y/N) didn't nip it in the bud. If he even thought about having an attitude they'd kick his ass, verbally at least.

Feelings break sorcerers, feelings are the reason curses exist at all. Make no mistake, it takes months, months for him to come to terms with himself.

Loving (Y/N) means someone he can't lose, someone who could stand to be yet another failure if he did lose them. Loving (Y/N) means putting a chink in his armour in a world where special grades aren't so special.

Most of that time, he spends trying to talk his stubborn heart out of love. He can't care again, he already cares too much, but (Y/N), gorgeous, stubborn creature, kicks his ass at that too.

For a straight week, they have the worst luck known to man, meeting special grade after special grade, and every single time he was called in to back them up, they'd exorcised it by the time he got there.

There is an infinity between them...hell of a slim infinity.

'Hey, are you flirting with me, seriously?' (Y/N) drawls playfully over breakfast. Was that hope in their eyes?

'Sure am, what do you say, are you madly in love with me yet?'

'Wouldn't tell you if I was, Mr Ego.'

'Well, I am the strongest. I'll just try a little harder next time.'

Nanami Kento

He is a grown adult, a grown man, he does not have a crush... but if they bite their lip like that one more time he will have no choice but to smile.

(Y/N) is nothing short of adorable, every little mannerism and quirk, he knows them all and spends copious amounts of time wondering what causes them.

They roll their eyes whenever an assignment comes in at an inconvenient hour (or when Gojo talks). They wrinkle their nose at the sight of literally any raw meat or bad coffee. Honestly, their face is a catalogue of their day written in a code Nanami is eager to decipher, bit by bit.

Small tokens of his affection pop up in (Y/N)'s life at random. Late night? Coffee's on your desk.

Skipped lunch? There's a sandwich waiting for you.

He never asks for thanks, never admits to doing it, but (Y/N) knows precisely who it was, and the moment he knows his feelings are reciprocated, he's made a reservation at a restaurant he knows they'll love and has a rose in hand for the invitation.

'Would you like to join me for-?'

'YES!'

Ryomen Sukuna

God, help, you.

Sukuna does not have feelings, he has wants, and he wants (Y/N). Broken, obedient, quiet. He's done it before, he's done it a thousand times. Hunting from a body not his own is a mild inconvenience at best.

The only thing that gives him pause is (Y/N) being more powerful than he gave them credit for.

They lash out without fear, they fight with their brain, not in blind panic.

All it is, is a chase. The longer they make him wait, the more he will enjoy breaking them apart, piece by piece.

'Keep running, little rabbit, look forward to the day I catch you.'

'Dude, you are creepy!'

#jjk hcs #requested #annonymous #jjk fanfic #fluff #jujutsu kaisen kugisaki #itadori yuuji #itadori x reader #fushiguro megumi x reader #gojo satoru x reader #nanami kento x reader #sukuna x reader

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devilstruly · 2 years ago

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rush hour

tetsuro kuroo x fem! reader

summary: you and your best friend run into kuroo in a coffee shop

a/n: i know I've been posting so much about kuroo lately but he's just so amazing and i could think about him forever gwah

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'Took you long enough'

Your best friend looked up from his phone with bored eyes making you scoff in return.

'Be grateful I even came to get you asshole'

'Oh I'm honored'

His usual sarcasm was starting to annoy you just the tiniest bit and it hasn't even been five minutes.

'I haven't seen you in months can't you be nicer?'

'It's been two weeks'

'Same thing! Now give me a hug'

'No'

'Keiiiiii'

'Fine.'

You smiled when he rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around you begrudgingly. Tsukishima was never the touchy type - actually he was never any type to be honest. Sometimes you wonder how you ended up as friends in the first place.

'There we go that wasn't so bad'

'For you'

He pinched the bridge of his nose, pretending to be annoyed, but he knew you knew him better than that.

The two of you left the Tokyo train station on your way to your favorite coffee shop. Along the way you asked him about his team and listened to him complaining about Hinata and Kageyama, as always.

You occupied Tsukishima by talking about the stuff that happened to you in school while you two waited in line for your coffee. He was listening intently and was about to make a snarky comment but a voice behind him made his words die on his tongue.

'Hey Four-eyes! Is that you?'

You heard the man beside you groan quietly and you failed to stiffle a giggle before turning around. As soon as you did, you were greeted with the bright and cheery smile of no other than Kuroo Tetsuro. He looked like he was just jogging, hair slightly damp, loose shorts and tanktop and headphones hanging around his neck.

Damn he's hot

As soon as his eyes landed on you his smile turned into his signature smirk and he stood taller all of a sudden.

'Y/N. Hey there'

He had all of his attention on you and it even looked like he wasn't able to control his smile. And you couldn't help offering one of your own.

'Hi Tetsuro, how are you?'

'I'm great, just getting some coffee after a light workout. You?'

'Tsukki is visiting for the day so we're just catching up'

'Oh? Fun~'

'She's gonna suck the life out of me'

'There there you don't have much to begin with'

You patted the blonde's back with a innocent smile before turning your gaze back to Kuroo who seemed like he was- checking you out?

What? No. Was he...? No hell no snap out of it

Tsukishima rolled his eyes beside you but you were too focused on the man in front of you to notice anything besides him. Kuroo smirked yet again and looked right in your eyes making your face heat up as you quickly looked away.

'Nice jacket ~'

His statement did in fact snap you out of your thoughts, causing you to subconsciously touch the sleeves of the oversized piece of clothing before the realization hit you.

'Thanks it's.....yours'

The blush on your cheeks made itself known again as you shyly looked up at Kuroo who observed you with amusement dancing in his golden eyes.

'It is'

The weather app said it would be sunny in the morning. Sunny. So why the fuck were you soaking wet right now?

You woke up at 6:30am to get ready for school, too tired to hear the tapping of raindrops from the outside. Considering you didn't have an umbrella either, your morning started off with a sprint towards the Fukurodani academy in hopes of saving your clothes - spoiler: it didn't work.

Cursing under your breath, you attempted to put your damp hair out of the way as neatly as you could. You noticed Bokuto talking with Akaashi and Kuroo at the end of the hallway and your usual routine would require joining them.

'Morning'

'Hey hey hey good morning!'

'Does this look like a good morning to you? It's fucking cold'

You angrily gestured to the water dripping from your school uniform and groaned in frustration.

'Didn't check the weather?'

'I did! They fucking lied!'

You groaned yet again and hid your head in the shoulder Kuroo offered as he pat your back.

'There there it's gonna dry off'

'Yeah but-'

Stopping mid sentence, you looked at Kuroo while he gently draped his club jacket over your shoulders - so gently you forgot to breathe for a second. He smiled softly when the bell rang, giving you a wink before sprinting off.

'Give it back when you don't feel so cold anymore'

If it hadn't been for Tsukishima faking a cough and handing you your coffee, you would've absolutely forgotten what you were doing in the first place.

'Looks like it's my turn now'

Kuroo grinned once again and you were brought back to reality, hurrying to take off the jacket.

'Right! I should probably give this back now'

To your surprise though, what Kuroo did was take the sleeve that you already took off and put it back up to your shoulder. You stared at him questioningly before he leaned down for you to be his eye level.

'How about...you give it back to me, at my next game. When you come cheer for me?'

The bastard didn't even give you a chance to respond as he stepped towards the counter and ordered himself a cappuccino.

'Come on I don't have all day'

Tsukishima gently pushed you towards the exit of the coffee shop while you still struggled to process everything that has happened in the last five minutes.

Kuroo fucking Tetsuro...

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x you #kuroo x reader #haikyuu drabbles #kuroo fluff #kuroo tetsuro x reader #kuroo scenarios #kuroo imagine #kuroo headcanons #haikyuu kuroo #kuroo x female reader #kuroo x you #kuroo x y/n

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fic-crews · 2 years ago

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🌕 Full Moon Fever 🌕

Marauders x Reader — Requested; GN! Reader

It wasn't hard to miss the fact that once a month four certain boys from Gryffindor came to class looking exhausted and worn out - one looking worse for wear than the others. You noticed it every month, and it seemed like very few people noticed - or even cared. That night you decided that enough was enough; your curiosity needed to be sated. You stayed up and kept watch for the four boys, hiding from the faculty when needed.

It wasn't long before midnight when you spotted them: James Potter, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, and Remus Lupin dashing out of the school. You did your best to keep up with them — until you lost sight of the boys. "Dammit!" you cursed under your breath. Looking around, you realized you were near Hogsmeade - specifically right near the Shrieking Shack.

The shack was supposedly haunted, but you never put much faith in that rumor. If it was haunted, you were positive that whatever spector was supposedly in there would have showed itself to someone by now - or at least gave proof that it even existed. You trudged towards the shack – since you were already out here, you figured you might as well look around. As you stepped up to the front door of the house, a loud wailing noise left the wood, shaking the window panes. Well, they don't call it the Shrieking Shack for nothing, you reminded yourself, the cold night air nipping at your skin.

Your hand stretched out towards the doorknob, your fingertips lightly touching the metal. You hissed, snapping your fingers back. Damn, you always forgot how the weather affects metal. You put on your light jacket and used the sleeve to open the door. You silently praised yourself for being cautious enough to think ahead and bring a jacket; it was fall after all, and the weather always gets notoriously cold when nighttime came around. The door creaked open and you slowy stepped inside — you didn't know how fragile the wood was and you definitely didn't want to break anything that would prove that you were out of bed after hours.

Not to mention the wood looked like it had been the recent snack for some termites. You barely even trusted the railing of the stairs that led to the second floor. Your ears could pick up soft noises of rustling and hushed animal sounds coming from the second floor, and you immediately dashed upstairs — completely forgetting your apprehension of the safety of the shack itself. Why would you care now when the possibility of having a pet possum was an option? Who knew what kind of creature was up there, but you were determined to befriend and love it.

As you turned the stairwell corner, the noises you heard earlier had dissipated — silence seeped into every dark corner of the house. You went towards the first closed door, reaching out to open it. Abruptly, a black dog bursted from the room and immediately became....Sirius Black?! He slammed the door behind him, huffing heavily before grinning at you in an attempt to be nonchalant. "Heeeeeyyy Y/N. What're you doing here?"

"I followed you and the others, but lost sight of you guys around here. I figured I'd look around since I've never actually been here before. Now that begs the question," You crossed your arms and raised a brow at the sheepish looking teen. "What are you doing here?"

"I uh, am studying! Yes, I'm studying." Sirius stammered out an obvious lie. You could practically hear his subconscious facepalming. You gave him a look that clearly told him you didn't believe his lie for even a second, "Studying on controlling your animagus form? Which, might I add, is highly illegal if you're not registered — and knowing you, I doubt that you are."

"Look — uh, you can't tell anyone. There's a really good reason we - I mean, I became an animagus. I swear, Y/N. I swear on my hair products!" Sirius began to plead for secrecy with you. You let down your arms, your hands resting on your hips. "Sirius, I know the others are probably also animagi, considering that you lot never doing anything without the others. Aside from that, I won't tell anyone – if you tell me why you became animagi in the first place."

His eyes widen and he frantically shook his head. "I'm sorry, I can't. I made a promise and besides, it's too dangerous for you to know!"

"It's either that, or I tell McGonagall that you Marauders are animagi." You stared him down, stubbornly not leaving. Sirius glanced at the door, as if someone was talking to him and through it. He sighed, relenting. "Alright, but if something bad happens after this, I warned you."

He opened the door and gestured you to follow him, which you did. What you saw shocked you — not in a bad way, but it did answer a lot of questions for you. In one corner, an anthropomorphic wolf was being guarded by a large buck and a rat. The puzzle pieces fell into place — the buck was probably James, the rat being Peter. That would mean the wolf was Remus, and his current for was clearly not an animagus. Adding the fact that the four were gone once a month, you immediately came to one conclusion: Remus Lupin was a werewolf.

"So.....you became animagi to....protect Remus?" You slowly asked, a bit in denial over your own hypothesis. Sirius cocked his head slightly, "Eh...sort of. More to protect him and others – and to keep him company during these times."

"....how did," You gestured at wolf Remus. "All of that happen?"

Sirius, buck James, and rat Peter glanced at wolf Remus, who gave a nod and whined softly. Sirius looked at you and explained that a werewolf named Fenrir Greyback had decided to turn him as an infant when he overheard Remus' father saying some pretty shitty things about werewolves.

"Jesus, what? That's so shitty!" You frowned, the others nodding in agreement. You closed your eyes and breathed deeply — you had made a decision. "Alright, I'm helping."

The four looked at you with wide eyes, not even bothering to hide their disbelief – which looked really weird on a deer. "You – why would you help?" Sirius asked.

"Because I see you guys as friends – even though none of us talk that much – and besides, this isn't even Remus' fault. He can't control what others do as much as he can control whether or not he turns into an anthropomorphic wolf." You answered, "Also – I'd be a shit person if I just left after finding all this out. So I'm helping - and no, you can't change my mind about it either."

The four boys shared a look, coming to a silent agreement:

It looked like there was an official fifth Marauder.

#marauders #the marauders #harry potter #harry potter x reader #gender nuetral reader #Harry potter fandom #werewolves #Remus Lupin #peter pettigrew #james potter #sirius orion black #Sirius black #animagus #lycanthrope #remus lupin x reader #marauders x reader

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delusionalwritingsofagay · 3 years ago

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Dc titans incorrect quotes P.2

Y/N: I had a terrible dream last night , the world was ending and you-

Jason: did I look good in your dream?

Y/N: I don't know we were dying

Rachel: who knew getting in trouble would be so impossible

Gar: I gotta give you credit, Y/N you make it look easy.

Y/N: years of practice

Dick,storming in: your boyfriend is insane!

Jason: yeah,but he's hot

Rachel: you read my diary?

Y/N: At first,I didn't know it was your diary. I thought it was a very sad handwritten book.

Gar: did Y/N just tell me he loved me for the first time?

Rachel: yep.

Gar: and did I do finger guns back?

Rachel: yep, you did.

Y/N: did you miss the imagination of childhood?

Dick: I never had one.

Y/N: an imagination or a childhood?

Dick: name a way to be nice to others

Y/n: don't kill them

Dick: setting the bar real low , but I'll allow it.

Jason: my head hurts

Y/N: that's your Brain trying to comprehend its own stupidity

Dick: I wish you'd just admit when you've made a mistake

Y/N,calmly stirring his coffee: fuck you, I prefer it with salt

Y/N: they must be pretty fucked up, emotionally.

Dick: they are , more than I am , which is saying a lot.

Y/N: it really is.

Dick: I'm kind of offended you agreed so easily.

Y/N: I had to be real with you

Y/N: why are you crying?

Gar: because I'm stupid

Y/N: that's no reason to cry , one cries because one is sad . For example, I cry because others are stupid and that makes me sad.

[Something blows up]

Dick: Y/N what did you do

Y/N: my best

Y/N , opening a capri sun : guess I'll drink away my sorrows

Dick: what's this?

Y/N: my to-do list

Dick: this just has my name on it

Y/N:......and?

Y/N: I'm cold

Gar: here take my jacket

[Difference between gar and jason]

Y/N: I'm cold

Jason: well damn Y/N , I can't control the damn weather.

Dick: so Y/N what motivation you?

Y/N: I surpose its an unhealthy mix of spite , pettiness , the thirst for vengeance, and pure relentless rage.

Jason:

Jason: isn't he amazing?

Y/N: it's a little muggy out today

Dick: I swear to god if I go outside and all our mugs are on the lawn , I'm leaving you

Y/N: *sips coffee from a bowl*

Y/N: I bet you'd look adorable grasping at the sheets on my bed

Gar: no matter how many times you compliment me , I'm not making your bed

Dick: I'm at a loss for words !

Y/N, telling the rest of the titans : despite being lost for words, dick yelled at me for the next 45 minutes

#x male reader #dc x reader #dc titans x reader #jason todd x male reader #jason todd #dick grayson x male reader #dick grayson #gar x male reader #titans series #inncorrect quotes #dc titans #xmale !reader

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huenjin · 4 years ago

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don't wanna be friends.

pairing: hyunjin x reader | bff2l!au, pornstar!au

word count: 3.705 words

tw: pornstar!hyunjin, nsfw content — dick piercing!hyunjin, multiple orgasms, breast play, breath play, fingering, cunnilingus, marking, penetration, unprotected sex, dumbification, slight overstimulation, creampie, mentions of reader masturbating to hyunjin's porn and the porn explained in detail.

music rec: damage is done | devin hoffman.

note: this was an nsfw ask originally but it got way past the limit, so tada, made it into a oneshot. if anyone was wondering why it's in this format/theme. unedited, like every other work of mine.

you gulp down the next shot under hyunjin's watchful supervision. you've lost count of the shots you have taken and hyunjin has lost count of how many times he has told you to stop, that you are drinking too much.

"he told me that i can't fuck right. that i should at least pretend to fake it to satiate him," you scoff, another tear rolling down from the brim of your eyes and hyunjin wraps his arms around you, pulling into him to comfort you. "i can't— jinnie, i just don't come when he fucks me. i— maybe something is wrong with me. maybe i just can't orgasm when someone—"

"hush," hyunjin slowly taps your back to keep your thoughts shut. "there's nothing wrong with you, minion. you're fine." he pushes your big round spectacles up, calling you by the name he's always teased you with.

you slam the shot glass down, eyes groggy and head woozy from all the drinks you've gulped down. you lean forward, eyes wide open, glasses sliding down as you look closely at your best friend.

hwang hyunjin is attractive. you've always known your best friend is attractive. his bright eyes that light up at the sight of his dog, kkami, running to him right after you cuddled kkami forever. or the way his face morphs into one of disgust when you threaten to put eggplants into his plate. or the way he'd cuddle you when the weather gets too cold. hyunjin is attractive, both in looks and behaviour.

beyond this, your best friend, hwang hyunjin, is insatiable in the eyes of many women and men, including yours. a pornstar by profession, he knows the ways around women, having them come undone in his hold in minutes — you refuse to believe it's orchestrated. you know how he is in bed or at least what the biz wants him to exhibit and that alone has you trembling.

and to make matters worse in your end, you've orgasmed only once your whole life and that was during the time when you played with yourself while stumbling upon his porn (you were randomly searching for one and the temptation to watch your best friend just exceeded everything).

you knew his profession for so long — hyunjin told it to you over a glass of wine that you spat onto his white shirt the minute he told you about it. the conversation was never spoken about after that.

until today.

"what are you doing, minion? damn," he chuckles, "you really look like a minion with those glasses."

you still once you close in on hyunjin. hands on his chest, eyes fixated on his, you lick your lips and hyunjin's eyes widen, eyes unknowingly trailing downwards till he has to tear his gaze away, reminding himself that it's you, that it's his best friend.

"do you want to fuck me?" liquid courage, indeed.

"you must be kidding me?"

"why? you do this regularly."

hyunjin shoves you away, pushing you back against the couch. his eyes narrows on your figure and you fold your arms. he huffs, eyes glaring at you before looking away. he stretches his arm to take a glass and pour himself a drink, gulping it down and feeling the much needed burn in his throat.

"why?" you whine. "jinnie, that's your job. fuck me. you don't mind it. i'll just be one of those girls."

"i do mind it," he raises his voice. "you're not just one of those girls. fuck, y/n, you're the only constant in my life. why would i fuck that up?"

you bite your lower lip, eyes watering at the rejection suddenly. your drunkenness is what stirs the emotional side in you and your heart is heavy. you just want to be able to fuck like everyone else, just want to feel the bliss your friends talk about, the euphoria they reach.

"wait, are you going to cry?"

"no," you bite your tongue from letting out the sob. "i won't cry. you're not the first guy to reject me. this is normal. no one wants to—"

"y/n."

"—fuck me. who would want to fuck the girl that can't orgasm, let alone fake one?" you let out a fake laugh, tears finally rolling down your eyes.

"oh goodness," hyunjin sighs. he pulls you into him for a hug, rubbing your back soothingly. "you're my best friend, y/n. i shouldn't—"

"i want you to," you look up at him. hyunjin heaves in a huge breath. it catches in his throat as he looks down at you. god, he loves you. he has loved you for years now but who would want to be in a relationship with a guy who fucks girls for a living? not anyone sane. you deserve better. fuck, you deserved so much better than him.

yet, his heart won't stay still. his mind won't stop racing with thoughts he shouldn't normally have about his best friend. heavens, you have hyunjin wrapped around your finger and you don't even know it.

"y/n, don't—"

hyunjin loses his last bit of control over your proposition the minute you place your lips over his. it's exactly as he has envisioned. soft, delicate and everything that kept him away from breaking. you capture his bottom lip, kissing him softly, hands trailing under his sweater. hyunjin feels the goosebumps rising up, your warmth seeping into his. it takes everything in hyunjin to keep his hands away.

you pull away, catching your lower lip with your teeth before letting go and looking away, "you won't even kiss me back. am i that worse? do i kiss bad? jinnie, i just want to be—"

hyunjin has his hands on your face, turning it for you to look at him before he has his lips crashing down on yours, taking your breath away. you heave, breath hitching and you gasp.

hyunjin is aphrodite. the very reincarnation of sin. he creeps into you just as you expected, crawling into your mind and captivating every single sense of yours. your hands are in his hair, tugging at the roots and moving against his body. his hand sprawls over your neck and his thumb presses into the neck, rubbing slow circles. he kisses the top of your lips, your hands tugging at his sweater and you are moaning into his mouth.

you pull away for a second, fingers digging into his clothes, tugging at it to be thrown away and hyunjin obliges. helping you out of yours too, the two of you face each other stark naked. you take him in for the divinity he is in your head, eyes trailing down to his slightly erect dick and you gasp.

it's true. the videos don't lie. he is bigger than you had seen, girth firmer than you had envisioned and the frenum piercing has you salivating. it shines under the lighting, your eyes unable to drift away from it, lips parted slightly and heavens, hyunjin can't take his eyes away from you either. was this what he was missing out all this while in the name of friendship?

his lips are back on yours, your breasts firm against his chest as his cock rubs against your inner thigh. it's messy, heavy and has you panting for breath, chasing after his tongue, wrapped around yours like they never want to let go.

quicksand. this is quicksand. you're falling in too quick; falling into everything hyunjin has to offer way too quickly. and you love it. your mind is rid of thoughts. just hyunjin, hyunjin, hwang hyunjin. he pushes back, still kissing you heavily, till your back hits the soft covers of the couch and he's hovering over you.

hyunjin's tongue licks your lower lip, causing you to moan and he's groaning at the sensation, pulling apart for air few minutes later. he cups your face, thumb brushing the side and you lean into his palm.

"i— we should—"

"no, please don't stop," you beg. "not now. please. we're in too deep to stop."

"but y/n—"

"please fuck me, jinnie. fuck me like you fucked soojin."

hyunjin's eyes widens and he pulls away from you. looking at you as if he's staring into your soul, he gulps. "how did you—" his cheeks redden. "wait—" you bite your lower lip. hyunjin pulls the rubber band that holds his hair up, causing the silver strands to fall forward. he runs his finger through it, pushing it back as he holds it tightly to focus. "you watched my porn."

you gulp, lips drying up and you nod, running your mouth quickly to justify yourself. "i did. it was supposed to be a one time thing but—" you look away. "—i touched myself to that. i fingered myself to you fucking soojin and it's the only time i came."

if hyunjin has been just losing it all this while, now, he has lost it completely. his eyes darken, a light growl leaving his lips as he holds your legs and pulls you closer into his kneeling self. you groan slightly in his grip.

"you want me to fuck you like i fucked soojin?"

"yes—"

"want me to fuck you like some doll, huh?" he bends forward, kissing your neck, sucking at the skin till they stain purple to his pleasure. hyunjin marks you all the way to your breasts, covering your skin with both dark and light marks as you repeatedly confirm, "yes, yes, yes."

hyunjin pulls away, staring at you almost tauntingly, licking his lips and running his hand through his hair. he drops the words like they are heavy. "tell me then. tell me what i did and i'll do the same to you, just like you wished."

"you fuck—"

"no," he shakes his head. "in detail. from the very first scene. you'll get only what you ask for. nothing more. nothing less. so, go on, doll. tell me."

the power you hold is insane. you do not know how to use it, however. having never been given this much power, you look at your best friend for a while before slowly telling him. the words seem foreign to you but if this is how it is going to be, and if this helps you come, you're doing it.

"y-you kissed her first." your voice is barely audible. like you're telling hyunjin a secret. hyunjin catches your lips yet again, tongue presses against your lower lip before he slips it in, tangling it with yours as he kisses you. you moan, eyes closing as your hand wrap around his axle, hands pressed on his back. your fingers plays with the few strands of his silver dyed hair at the nape. he pulls back, waiting for you to continue.

with a little more confidence and the huge amount of liquid courage in you, you demand, "you marked her up like you just did to me. i hate that you marked her up. i hated it so much but turned me on."

hyunjin sucks a hickey right above your breast, speaking into your skin, "you hated it, doll?"

"yes. wanted it to be me." hyunjin's teeth grazes your skin and you moan, "fuck." your fingers pull his hair lightly and hyunjin grunts, teeth biting into your skin, making a dark mark that has you arch your back and your thigh to rub against his cock.

"what else did you see me do, doll?" his mouth trails further down to your breast and you gasp.

"you sucked on her breasts. played with it harshly." hyunjin abides by it, sucking on your breasts, tongue lapping around your nipples and drawing out circles by it. "yes, yes— fuck, jinnie, oh my—" hyunjin finds it seductive as fuck that you never complete your sentences as you moan. and he wants you like that — barely being able to say words besides his name. that's all he needed to hear.

"you played with soojin's other breast at the same time like—" his hand is already on your right breast. it pinched the nipple, twisting it between his thumb and forefinger. the pain shoots up and it clouds your senses, causing you to grind on his cock. your arousal leaks through you, and you feel yourself grow wetter with every single flick of hyunjin's tongue.

his right hand is still on your breast, his lips trail downward. your breath hitches in your throat and you let out a shortened sigh as he breathes lowly against your skin, kissing it before landing right in front of your core, wet with want for the man before you.

"so fucking wet and what for, doll?"

"your cock, oh my god. jinnie, want your cock in me. please." you beg, writhing in his hold as he grabs your breast, fondling it in his hold.

"that's not what i did in that video. go on, continue." it's stern with command and has you spitting out the next in sequence instantly.

"you—" hyunjin is playing with your nipples as he waits for you to speak. his finger twist and turn your nipples and you're squeezing your thighs together in this intense pleasure. "fuck, can't think, jinnie. i don't know. i—"

"no, no," he hushes. kissing your pubic mound and licking small stripes, he mumbles, "you have to remember the only porno that had you come, right?"

"you—" you feel his warm breath all over your core and a gush of arousal oozes out. "you had your mouth on her pussy. you ate her out till she came, oh my god. you ate her out—"

"well done, doll." and his lips are on your wet ones. he licks at the lips, pushing it apart as he takes in your arousal, lapping in to take it all. it's merciless. and if you thought his porn was intense, you forgot all about how hyunjin himself was a walking pornography. the way his tongue licks your lips, tip teasing your entrance as he rubs your clit, slowly. he draws small circles over it, tapping at the engorged button till your toes curl in, knees lift up to bend for your feet to press down. your eyes are squeezed shut and your fingers pull at his hair every time you feel the knot tightening.

the room is filled with lewd noises and your moans, resonating through the whole area for you to hear it out in the silence. it's pornographic. the voices you make resemble those that you heard. hyunjin licks another stripe up your sodden lips before wrapping the plump pair around your clit and sucking on it, loud noise of suckle resonating and causing you to move your hips slightly.

his teeth grazes over your clit, nibbling slightly till you feel the knot clench in your stomach. it's a vortex forming deep within and from the one time experience you have, you know. it's coming. you're so close. hyunjin rubs your clit furiously, mouth moving back your lip as he eats you out. he pulls apart right when he knows you're soon to come and in a second, two of his fingers are deep within you, rubbing against your inner walls and you're crying out his name just like he wanted.

it's hyunjin, hyunjin, hyunjin. that's all he can hear — his name dripping in saccharine from your mouth, topped with all those insatiable moans that leave your lips and hyunjin quickens his pace. the two fingers thrust in and out of you, finding the spot and rubbing at the walls to elicit a particular reaction — hyunjin is searching. searching for that one spot that will have you ruined for him.

"fuck, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, what—"

the minute he touches a particularly soft area, he has you grinding down on him, chanting his name like a mantra and he knows — hyunjin's found your spot. he rubs it as he curves his fingers, having you arch further into him. he sucks on your clit, fingers thrusting in you relentlessly.

and you come undone so easily that it's a surprise how your ex couldn't do this for you. you see the white under your eyelids as you come undone. hyunjin helps you ride it out. he removes his fingers and licks you clean, taking in every single drop of your orgasm.

"told you that you were perfect," he says, looking at you and smiling. he kisses your mound as he lifts your hips up. "you're the most perfect human being ever. so how in the world could anything be wrong with you?" he wipes away the tears rolling down your eyes, as an effect from the intensity of the orgasm you went through. "so, doll, now tell me what else did i do?"

your mind is blank. you can't think of anything. your mind is filled with just the man before you in all his naked glory and how you just want him. "want you, jinnie. please. i want your dick. please want that."

"that's not the answer to my question," he huffs. "did i not lift her legs up like this?" he lifts your legs and places it over his shoulders. his erect cock is angled right and he rubs the head all over your wetness. you hitch and whine, stuttering how much you want him. "did i fuck my doll dumb? did i fuck out all your brains, baby? oh no. should i fuck you more? can you answer that, doll?"

you nod, lips parting. "want jinnie's dick. want it. want it in me."

"as you wish, doll," and he inserts it into you, pushing your walls apart with his fingers till he thrusts completely into you. his piercing underneath his shaft drags against your walls, the cold metal adding the extra sensation that tingles your nerves. his large hands hold your hips up, your ankles hitting his back bone everytime he thrusts into you. he uses his one hand to hold your wrists together above you as he hits your spot over and over again. the friction of his big cock and the frenum piercing is all too much right after one orgasm. the stimulation is over bearing and you know why the girl in the video has her eyes roll up, tongue out and lips swollen.

hyunjin plunges into you and you gush all over his cock, coating almost all of his length with your arousal. hyunjin is barely in but he is already hitting your spot, hot tip brushing against it vicariously and the frenum piercing cold against it. the friction is enough to have the knot tighten so fast and hard that you know this is going to overpower you. hyunjin lets go of you wrists but you hold them above you obediently. his hand trails to hold your breast, squeezing it and fondling with it; the other holding your legs up securely.

with every thrust, his piercing drags against your walls and his balls slap against your cheeks. tears spill down your face as you scream loudly, "jin-ah, fuck. jinnie, jinnie, jinnie. it's too much, oh my god. i can feel it. oh—"

"you're taking it like a good, good doll for me. you can take more. i know you can." he takes his cock out. he wraps his fingers around it and dragging it across your slit and your core, the frenum piercing rubbing against it and you're ready to snap again.

and without any warning, he enters into you again, this time harshly and with a quicker pace. it is fast and hard and has you gripping onto him for the life of yours, your hands moving to hold his biceps, fingers digging into it. hyunjin fucks you like he wants to take you to heaven and back. like he wants to show you everything you are missing out and that there's nothing wrong with you. it's the men. always the men.

"going to fuck you and show you how you should be fucked. how you should be getting it. going to fuck you dumb, doll and have you be mine."

he doesn't stop. hyunjin is grunting and huffing as he thrusts repeatedly in you, his pubic bone hitting your clit and causing short sorts of heightened sensations.

"jinnie! i'm coming. i'm coming. oh fuck, i'm—"

second one in a span of few hours. if you could think properly, you would be surprised at how you came twice. it's surprising that you've come thrice so far in your whole life and all three times were to be credited to hwang hyunjin, your best friend.

you come around his cock, the white flash spreading under your eyelids and you are weeping. you feel the rushing oxytocin clouding your brain as you clench tightly on his cock. hyunjin doesn't stop however, as he chases after his own high, thrusting even faster if it were possible and overstimulating you. in a few minutes, hyunjin is coming in you. hot white spurts of his cum coating your insides as he thrusts his orgasm out, only to pull it out eventually and have his white come and yours poze out and stain the couch.

your eyes are shut and you are panting heavily, chests rising and hyunjin brushes your hair away from your face, wiping the sweat that has accumulated by your forehead. he places your legs down and mumbles, "you okay, minion?"

"hm," you respond. that's all you can say. you were too fucked out to think or do anything. hyunjin chuckles and slowly getting off the couch, he carefully lifts you up into his arms. you snuggle into his chest, wrapping your arms around him. "where are we going?"

hyunjin barely hears you question with how soft it was. you repeat and it is the second time that he hears it perfectly.

"going to clean you up and rest you in bed. you need to sleep well now." you nod, snuggling further into his chest as he carries you into his bedroom.

hyunjin's wrong, though. when he wondered how in the world anything could be wrong with you, he clearly knew there is something wrong with you.

you are too dense to ever realise how deep his feelings are for you.

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