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sturnsdoll · 10 months ago

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𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘠𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘙 -`♡´- - c.s & t.y x reader

inspired by THIS

pairing: chris x tara x reader.

summary: two of your bestfriends stay over after a party. your friend tara's flirting quickly escalates the night into something much less innocent than a little sleepover.

warnings: smut, threesome, face sitting, dom!chris, switch!tara, sub!reader, dirty talk, p in v, oral (f & m recieving), praise, overstimulation, fingering, no protection (it's fiction. don't be dumb.), probably forgot some sorry!

authors note: omg y'all been on my ass to finish writing thiss <3 i did write and edit this while sleepy so (i really hope not) BUT if there's mistakes or lack of detail i'm really sorry!

"pink" = reader speaking "purple" = tara speaking "orange" = chris speaking

the time on your phone read 3:04am.

with a sigh you searched your surroundings impatiently. you'd been stood outside on the lawn of this stupid giant house for 4 minutes too long. the dampness on you from light raindroplets coming down just made the experience all the more unpleasent.

the mansion behind you was a mututal friends. inside, music blared so loud that it was seeping out through the windows. despite the absaloutely absurd hour of the night it was still bustling with people inside. sometimes in LA it felt like the parties just never died out. to be fair though, the number had signifincantly decreased from the start of the night when there must have been at least 100 people on the property.

"hey, sorry! i got caught up in yappin while trying to say goodbye to people" tara's familiar voice instantly made your tense shoulders drop. you turned to face her with a smile "it's alright. seen chris around yet?" your eyes scanned behind her to see if he was coming even though you didn't expect him to be. and he wasn't. "maybe we should text him?" tara suggested as she also looked behind her, as if it would make him appear faster. you pulled out your phone to send him a message.

3:07. they were both told to meet out here at 3:00. 7 minutes still wasn't terribly late.

tara's voice took you from your screen "we've been out here freezing, loser" you stop typing your text message to look up at whoever she was talking too. you were met with the sight of chris holding his jacket over his head to block from the rain falling down on him. "my bad, i got lost in the house.." he admitted as he got right up to the two of you and held his jacket out a little further to invite you both beneath it's shelter. "but i already called the uber so it should be here soon." he said re-assuringly. you both stepped beneath the coverage of his jacket. it didn't completely block the rain but it was something.

tara was staying over tonight because the two of you almost always stay at one anothers after parties. chris however, was coming along because neither matt or nick wanted to come to the party so you had taken him here, as well as offered to take him home the next day. he could have just ubered home tonight but, you and tara insisted that he come over to hang out after. what was he gonna do? say no to a fun innocent little sleepover with his friends??

the three of you walked in unison in order to keep your place under the shelter of chris' jacket. the whole way off the property the music faded and tara's heels clicking mixed with the rain's intensity picking up became all that was heard.

the close proximity of the three of you should have been uncomfortable but you had absaloutely no issue being this close to tara and chris- probably because they were both very outgoing and touchy people so they were comfortable as well, giggling the whole way down the lawn about who knows what. the smell of rain and chris' dior cologne filled your senses up the whole walk until finally, you all made it to the sidewalk and the uber was right there across the street.

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the ride home, you had all sat in the back together. you sat in the middle, head on chris's shoulder and one leg swung over tara's lap as you and tara yapped away almost the entire time. this wasn't weird because tara, you and chris were all naturally touchy people. and the alcohol hadn't completely left yours or taras systems quite yet.

opening your front door now, you instantly removed the heels that had been abusing your feet for hours. "i'm gonna get comfy clothes, you two can make yourselves comfortable" you told your friends as you locked your door securely. "could i borrow a shirt or something?" tara questioned with a sweet pleading smile as she slid off her heels and coat. "of course! come on" you enthused, leading her toward your laundry room since you hadn't had time to put any of your clothes away earlier before the party.

chris watched as you lead tara away. he had already made himself at home on your couch. he had been here before so it didn't take him long to figure out the tv remote either.

tara eventually picked out a t-shirt of yours to wear. you had chosen a matching tank and shorts pj set. as you were sliding your shorts on under your dress, you caught sight of tara sliding her dress down her shoulders. slowly her tits peaked over her dress, little by little till they were completely exposed.

you were in awe of how perfect they sat. how pretty. you were so mesmerized that you didn't even realize she had completely removed her dress and caught your hungry gaze. a typical tara giggle escaped her, snapping you out of your haze.

your eyes shot up to hers and you look petrified. "i'm so sorr-" "no no, it's okay" you could tell by the smile on her face that she was genuine. she slid your shirt over her head, covering her body back up again. "you want help unzipping your dress?" she asked. you were still so stuck on what had just happened that the question caught you off gaurd. why not though? god knows it'd be a nightmare to unzip it yourself. so, you nodded with an embarassed "sure".

tara made her way behind you, she stepped just a little closer than necessary and her painted fingernails found your zipper to slide it down. you could feel her breath on your neck, making your spine shiver. she slowly slid the straps of your dress down your shoulders, letting your dress fall down near your stomach.

she came right behind you, head on your shoulder. she looked down at your chest VERY obviously observing you with her gaze. "gorgeous" she complimented, her mischevious smile contradicting her sweet and casual tone. she gave a quick kiss to your shoulder before abruptly leaving the room to go find chris like it was nothing.

you stood completely dumbfounded. you and tara were extremely close but that was weird, right? after a couple minutes of collecting your thoughts, you chalked it up to her flirty personality just being fed a little too much liquid courage tonight.

after getting your clothes on you made your way to the living room where chris and tara were talking away. they were sitting surprisingly close but, spacial awarness wasn't always tara's specialty. chris didn't seem to mind.

"heyy me and chris are deciding what we want to eat, what do you want?" she questioned excitedly with uber eats already open on her phone.

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you all had made your decisions on food as well as a movie and you instructed that everyone watched it in your room to be more comfy so here the three of you were now..

chris laid with his back against your headboard while you and tara sat next to him on either side. chris and tara were talking over the movie that was nearly over now. waterbottles and empty fast food containers filled the space on your side table. you and tara had completely sobered up about an hour ago after having had some food.

"right? like wear what you want i guess but like WOW i just.." you had no clue what chris was talking about and you didn't care, as your eyes fixated on the tv screen you drowned out your two friends voices. reaching into your bedside tables drawer, you removed a vanilla chapstick sorry spacecamp to fix the dryness that earliers alcohol had cursed you with.

the scent of it was super strong. chris had subconciously switched his attention from what he was saying to your lips as the scent you were applying filled his nose and senses. he watched as you drug it across your perfect, round and now smooth, lips. he realized he was staring and quickly looked away. now that his attention had been drawn to you, he realized that you hadn't really talked to him or tara much for the past hour.

"what is that? cake or some shit?" he said, more so as a reason to include you in conversation than out of actual curiousity. you went to put the cap back on the vanilla lipbalm "can i try?" tara asked before you could even answer chris. you went to hand her the tube but she stopped you by grabbing your wrist gently "why waste it when we could share?" she asked. you were confused for a second until a playful glint in her eyes told you what she meant.

so earlier she was flirting? you thought to yourself. your expression mirrored hers with a smirk as you casually responded "of course you can try it". she begins to move forward so you do too. the both of you are leaning over chris when your lips connect in a gentle peck. chris has no idea how to react. his lips are parted, eyes glossy with a growing desire as he watches his two friends infront of him.

your lips hover one anothers for a moment but nobodies pulling away so you connect mouths again. this time there's a passion, lust, to the kiss. your the first to add tongue and tara's more than welcoming about it, her tongue fighting back against yours for dominance. you lean into the kiss more and with that same surge of confidence, you make a split second decision to "accidentally" steady yourself by pressing your hand ontop of the blanket.. right over where chris' dick is located.

an unexpectful grunt slips his lips. you pull back from tara just a little to gage chris's reaction. he doesn't seem to mind but for your own good-concious you need to make sure. "this okay?" you ask as your palm gently starts rubbing onto the tent in the blanket. he nods confirmingly, a quiet "yeah" before his lips eagerly meet yours. tara backs up just slightly so she can adjust herself to place a kiss below chris's jaw. his hand rests onto her knee and he rubs his thumb lightly as a show of approval.

with that, she opens her mouth and begins lightly nipping at his neck. tara takes his hand that's on her knee and grabs it to guide it toward you, silently telling him to give you the attention instead right now. chris smirks into the kiss but you don't know why until his hand goes to toy the waist band of your shorts, making you flinch a little at the cold touch of his fingertips.

tara's lips leave chris's neck. she shuffling around the bed so you try to pull away to see what she's doing. chris's hand comes to the back of your head, forcing you back onto his lips. that doesn't last long though because next thing you know, tara's grabbing your shoulders to pull you to lay down on your back, head toward the end of the bed. your legs naturally go on either side of chris. he's still seated with his back against the headboard.

"you wanna make me feel good babe?" the tone of tara's voice makes your stomach flutter. you respond by nodding eagerly. tara giggles mischeviously in response as she stands to remove her black lace panties. chris eyes catch onto her. both of you watch as she bends over to slide them off, momentarily revealing her glistening pussy.

his attentions pulls away when you subconciously buck your hips up for attention. chris' long fingers slide into the waistband of your shorts to slide them off your legs. you allow him, lifting your hips to help. now you lift your head to watch what chris is up to. you feel tara's weight consume the bed next to your head but keep your eyes trained on the man between your legs. chris tosses your shorts aside before his hands find your thighs. painstakingly slow, his palms run up and down them, always close but never quite touching your aching cunt.

you begin to get impatient "chris. pl-" you're cut off by tara lightly grabbing your jaw and forcing your head back down against the bed. "shh. let him take his time honey" as she speaks she raises herself over your face, thighs now on either sides of your head. you open your mouth to argue but instead you're silenced by tara's folds pressing onto your lips.

well, you for sure weren't gonna argue with that. you forget about chris for now, wanting tara's taste in your mouth. your tongue darts out to experimentaly flick at her clit once before you completely dive in to suck on her needy bud.

tara whines from the lack of build up. she looks down at you admirably as your tongue works her "so good honey." she praises you. it hasn't even been a minute and your pussy drunk, you wanna make her keep telling you how good your doing, wanna pull more pretty noises. you're so completely consumed with her that you hadn't even noticed chris pulled your panties to the side until his fingers unexpectedly ran through your folds.

"so fucking soaked." chris states, admiring your soaked cunt. "yeah? you like being buried in me that much?" tara teases, staring down at you. to answer her, your tongue slips into her hole, nose stimulating her clit now. "orr she just wants to be touched, hm?" chris says with slight competitivness, his pointer finger just barely grazes over your clit. you buck your hips toward him for more but he uses his free arm to hold your waist to the bed.

tara scoffs, rolling her eyes even though neither of you can see it. "yeah sure" she mutters quietly in response to chris. he catches it though, "i'd watch your tone" chris warns her. before tara can respond, he thrusts his middle and ring fingers into you, elicting a moan. the vibrations of your moan travel straight into taras cunt, making her whine loudly.

chris watches with satisfaction at having affected both of you at the same time. although his cock is throbbing, he's more than happy to watch the sight infront of him and continue to toy and play with you. or both of you. his fingers are as deep as they go when he curls them upwards. you cry out, grabbing tara's hand with one of yours and her thigh with your other.

your tongue is still fucking her closer and closer to the edge. everytime chris forces out all your pretty little noises, they go straight into tara's cunt again and again.

her thighs begin suffocating the sides of your head. you don't mind at all. she rocks her cunt right into your face, whines spilling out of her. "i'm close" she voices, her thighs beginning to shake. "not yet, get off of her" chris demands. tara turns her head as far as it goes to look back at chris. "excuse me?" she questions him . chris's fingers pull out of you. you try to complain but it's muffled. they continue the conversation without you. "you're not cumming yet." he tells her. tara looks... offended? baffeled? she opens her mouth to complain but chris rolls his eyes and raises to his knee's so he can grab taras hips, lifting her off you.

you immedietly sit up, confused. tara's juices coat your chin and chris motions for you to come to him. "what. the. fuck?" you finally complain, looking between the two of them. "what she said" tara chimes in. chris turns tara to face him and lays back. he looks at tara then nods toward his lap. the sour look leaves her face and she smirks knowingly as she straddles his hips, already working at his belt.

chris's attention switches to you. "you wanna feel good again? hm?" he asks you with a slightly cocky smile. you nod. "cm'ere" he lures you over to sit on his face. while tara unbuttons and removes chris' pants.. you nervously place your thighs on either side of your friends face.

his middle and ring fingers return back to your aching hole to tease you again. he can sense your nervousness to lower yourself onto his mouth. "cm'on let me taste you" chris says, telling not asking as he looks up at you. you're looking anywhere but him. he groans frustratedly and decides to take matters into his own hands. he uses his free arm to wrap it around your thigh and pull you right down to his tongue. he wastes no time flicking the tip of his tongue up and down your clit rapidly. as if that wasn't enough, his fingers fill you right back up. you almost jump at the unsuspected and sudden pleasure. you push your cunt further onto his mouth for more. you look down to see his blue lustful gaze staring right back up at you while he smirks into your sopping cunt. you clench around his fingers just at the sight.

meanwhile, tara's teasingly pulling his boxers toward his thighs.

tara wants nothing more than to ride him like he had implied however, tara figured someone might as well return the favour that he's giving to you right now. she leans down and her hand wraps around his base at the same time her lips enclose his tip.

a whiny moan slips chris lips that makes tara amusedly giggle around his cock, causing him to let another noise slip. both of these go right to your clit. you grip chris' hair for support and in return he curls his fingers right up into your g-spot.

you throw your head back and begin attempting to rock your hips into chris' face. the arm that's around your thigh holds you still though and he begins curling his fingers the same way over and over, again and again. you whine and moan as your body tries again and again to rock against his grip on you. chris lips wrap around your clit now, nipping and sucking. your stomach twists with pleasure, you know what's coming if he keeps this up.

tara's mouth slides down his length, taking him in almost completetely. chris's teeth bite down on your clit in reaction. it's not hard enough to truly hurt but enough to shock you and almost tip you right over the edge.

chris releases your clit with a pop. his voice is shakier than he anticipated. "y-you wanna cum baby?" your friend asks as he looks up at you, your juices on his face with pussy drunk eyes. "mm- mhm" is all you manage. he gently slaps your thigh, making you whine. "lemme hear you say it" his fingers continue to curl into you.

"i w-wanna cum chris mm please" you beg him desperately as you clench around his fingers. there's a few seconds of silence that makes tears fill the corner of your eyes. "good girl. g-go ahead" he struggled to speak as the pleasure tara's tongue gave him was almost too much.

the 'good girl' was more than enough for you. you practically fold over, you would have if your headboard wasn't there to grab onto. your legs shake and your walls squeeze his fingers, your orgasm is already coming over you but then on top of it chris adds his mouth back to the mix, latching it back to your clit. "chris!" his name comes out high pitched. stars cloud your vision as you coat his fingers completely.

tara's mouth release's chris' cock. the bed shifts for a couple seconds and before he can process it, the warm walls of her cunt envelope him, sinking all the way to his pubic bone. chris moans into you again but this time it feels like too much. you tried to lift your hips off of him but he only pulls your pretty pussy right back to him. his fingers leave you but his tongue flattens against your hole, licking a long stripe from there till your clit.

"fuck chris!""fuck!" you and tara both whine out. your pleasure's from the overstimulation, hers from the way his cock hits all the right spots when she rocks on it. his dick twitching inside of her at the sound of both your pretty cries. when tara begins a steady and fast pace, chris couldn't help but subconciously try and fuck up into her. she leans back, her hands on his thighs to steady herself as her rythym became faster. both chris and tara let out noises. hers whiny and desperate, his lower and less often.

you couldn't hear either of them over the ringing in your ears from every muscle in your body shaking. because of your last orgasm, you were still very sensitive. this time all it took was chris's mouth sucking on your clit for and you were almost there again.

tara was finding friction for her clit from rocking it into chris' pelvis everytime her hips moved. her mouth was slack and she was hardly even moaning anymore. heavy breaths coming as her chest heaved. "fuck- i'm so close" tara mutters mostly to herself. you took a hand off the headboard to reach behind you, your hand reaching out behind you and she takes the hint, grabbing it. you both squeezed one anothers hands for support.

you guys weren't the only one's close. chris's dick was twitching inside your bestfriend and his hips start to stutter.

tara pushes her hips down harder onto her friend and the feeling was enough for the coil in her stomach to release. she cried out breathlessly and at the same time, your thighs squeeze chris's head as you dig your nails into tara's hand. your mind goes completely blank.

you remove yourself from chris's face, completely overstimulated. tara leaves his cock at the same time, red and leaking precum. chris looked at tara confused.. until she looks at you, then back to him.

you didn't notice this, you were sat next to chris, chest heaving while you catch your breath. "think you can take one more, babe?" tara speaks up but her voice is strained and raspy from all the gorgeous noises she had emitted just moments ago.

you looked at chris who was already looking at you. he looked pretty, sweat causing a few of his brown strands to cling to his forehead. despite looking a little fucked out, he still had an eagerness to him probably because he hadn't cum yet.

he got up into a seated position and reached out, hand going into your hair to pull you into him. his lips collided with yours feverishly whilst tara's fingertips teasingly graze his tip. he instantly swatted her hand away. she let him because they both knew he had other plans.

chris turned you around, positioning you on your knee's infront of him. your back pressed against his chest.

he used his knee's to seperate yours, shuffling them apart. tara came infront of you, on her knee's as well. she attatched her lips with yours while chris was positioning himself. your arm came around the back of her neck and the other reached behind you to go to the back of chris's neck as well.

chris brushes his tip against your clit. you instantly jerked your hips away from his from the overstimulating feeling. he wrapped an arm around you, pulling you back. you whine but he shushes you. "jus one more, yeah?" he assured right before his cock entered you, filling you up completely.

your lips left tara's to let out what was practically a scream. "shh honey" enphasizing her words, tara's hand clasps over your mouth. she lowered her head level to your tits before taking a nipple into her mouth. this makes you whine again, then again when chris's tip abuses your cervix without warning.

you're already so sensitive from his tongue and fingers just moments ago, his cock feels like too much but so good at the same time. "so good for us" chris praises before slamming into you again, making you scream into tara's hand. her other hand lands a light slap to your sensitive clit, making your hips jerk. you don't go far against chris' firm hold on you. "mm- g- cmm" even with taras hand shutting you up, they both know what you're saying.

chris mouth is now right next to your ear "not yet. you're gonna cum with me" he mutters to you. you shake your head, not thinking you're gonna last. "either you can fuckin wait for me or- fuck- or i'll make you take a fourth o-one" he threatens you. you shake your head in momentary panic. there's no way you're gonna cum for a fourth after this but if he makes you wait much longer to cum you aren't gonna have a choice but to finish before he allows you to.

tara continues to swirl her tongue around your nipple fiercly and as if you weren't already fucked dumb, her middle finger makes sudden contact with your clit, rubbing fast circles.

now you know that they're both just trying to fucking ruin you.

now you speak nonsense into her hand, making her smirk with amusement. "what's wrong honey, too much?" tara asks you with a faux-sympathetic pout. you aggresively nod your head. responding for tara, chris pulls you impossibly tighter against him, hips slamming harder into you. you yell into her hand and both of them smirk. "want us to stop?" she says teasingly, already knowing the answer but wanting to make sure. you instantly shake your head no.

her fingers still toy your clit and chris's pace slowly starts to falter. you can feel his breath on your neck becoming un-even. tara circles your sensitive bundle of nerves faster and you're sure your gonna be cumming before you're allowed.

luckily for you, the way chris holds your body tighter and his forehead drops to your shoulder says otherwise. "you gonna cum with me?" his voice is all low fucked out and it makes your walls squeeze him harder than ever. you nod, unable to speak for more than one reason. "go on then" he encourages along with a harsh slam of his hips. the second "go" left his lips your vision went white.

the next thing you were aware of was about 20 seconds after when his seed was spilling up into you to coat your walls. his forehead rested on your shoulder while he praised you on how good you were for him. "did so well" he said before gently kissing your shoulder while tara's fingers left your clit at the same time chris pulled out of you.

chris reached down next to your bed to retrieve everyones clothing for them. you had two bathrooms so you and tara headed off to one for a shower. chris to the other bathroom for the same reason.

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you all returned to your room after, clean and in new clean clothes. (lucky for chris, nick hangs out here often and you love to steal his shit to wear for comfort.)

chris had entered just as you finished making your bed with fresh sheets. "better not have been fucking in there without me" chris joked as he made himself comfortable laying on your bed. you and tara both simultaniously rolled your eyes at him, scoffing. you both joined him on the bed to lie down.

you were in the middle of them. chris spooned you and you spooned tara, cuddling one another comfortbly way past awkwardness at this point. chris rubbed a relaxing hand up and down your side and you played with your other friends hair relaxingly. you should know better though, comfortable silence doesn't exist with chris around...

"guess what?"

you audibly sighed. "what?" tara and you groaned knowingly in unison.

there's a little grin on his face that neither of you can see, but nonetheless you both sense the ridiculousness. "i saw both your boobies" he says in a childish sing-song tone.

"oh my god" "are you fucking kidding me?"

i really hope y'all enjoyed. ᥫ᭡

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aboutkiyoomi · 6 months ago

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nights like this ⋆ timeskip!iwaizumi x f!reader

part 2 from THISS iwaizumi oneshot !

⋆ synopsis: who knew that an airport crush would ever develop into the. best years of your life. falling in love with iwaizumi was easy and simple, especially with nights like this.

⋆ warnings : tooth rotting fluff, some language and down bad iwaizumi.

a/n: i didnt even realize the traction that pt. 1 recieved. i wrote this purely because of my infatuation with late night drives in the hills of california.

"here...it's my number." sounded like a distant memory. it had been exactly three years since you met iwaizumi in the hastle of the LAX airport. never in a million years did you think that you would be in this situation, cuddled up in the passenger seat of your glc coupe with the windows down, wind blowing throughout the car. moonlight spilling in through every inch of glass, the led lights illuminating the car a soft pink.

"can you please tell me where we're going?" you grumbled, splaying your legs messily on the dashboard.

"would it be a surprise if i did...oh ok." he answered, eyes shooting you a goofy smile.

"what surprise is an almost 3 hour drive." you giggle, grabbing his phone from the cup holder to play music.

sparks will fly by jhené aiko began playing, the car was calm and your breath was even, it truly felt like you had acheived the greatest state of peace.

in the 3 years, iwaizumi had managed to woo you into a relationship. you had recently moved in with each other and he decided to stay in california just a bit longer to get his doctorate in physical therapy while you finished law school, becoming an accomplished and esteemed attorney. to everyone else, it could seem like the two of you moved fast but no one would understand the love that you and iwaizumi had with each other.

recently, the two of you had a discussion about life and your goals in the future. iwaizumi knew that with his own, personal goals in mind, he wanted you by his side and he was willing to make sacrifices in order for that to happen. you admitted the same, which eventually led to iwaizumi planning this elaborate trip.

the music played, not obscurely loud but at the perfect volume. the led lights in the car shone on the best angles of iwaizumi possible. his left hand on the steering wheel, right hand firmly placed in yours and rubbing gentle circles. eyes forward, alert at the road for any possible dangers and the stubble that he refused to cut off gracing his perfectly, chiseled jawline.

"you're so handsome, haji." you muttered, eyes full of adoration for the man.

"and you're beautiful, love." he smiled, his eyes focused on the road but crinkling gently at the edges, signalling his content. "if you're tired, you can sleep. your blanket is right under the seat." squeezing your hand gently, he noticed the tiredness floating around in your eyes. you mumbled a quick thanks before pulling his wrist up to gently press a kiss on it and covering yourself with the fluffy blanket.

"i love you...so much." you whispered, before fading off into a comfortable sleep.

iwaizumi smiled deeper, only solidifying his decision as you slept peacefully next to him. the ride continued like that, the windows now rolled up, the music reverberating gently throughout the vehicle and the lights now set unto a soft blue tone. your hand wrapped in his as you slept comfortably. when you arrived at your destination, you were softly shaken awake, eyes blinking back tiredness when you saw the beautiful scenery that greeted you from the open car door.

the pine trees with light snow sprinkled atop their leaves, the driveway that looked freshly shoveled and the beautiful cabin that laid in wait of your arrival. your loving boyfriend, with bags and suitcases in hand, holding your door.

a little slice of paradise.

***

the night had ended quickly as you left the car, the two of you shared a quick meal of fast food that iwaizumi picked up right before you arrived before washing up and falling asleep quickly. iwaizumi had a day full of activities planned, as a kickstart for your sporadic vacation.

it was nearing the last day of your trip and iwaizumi had some elaborate surprise acitvity that he felt the need to disappear all day for.

"just relax for a bit and then be ready by 8, trust me." was all he said before disappearing out the door of the cabin. as it neared 8, you began to grow anxious. you hadn't seen iwaizumi all day and it was unlike him to leave you alone for this long, especially in an unfamiliar area. your mind was silenced when you heard the door to the cabin open and his soft footsteps padding into the room.

you emerged from the bathroom, earrings in your hand as you hobble into your shoes. his eyes blown with love as he takes in your appearance, absolutely gone for you. he kisses you on your forehead quickly.

"you look...unreal, baby. like, wow." his eyes bright as he wraps his arms around your waist gently.

***

the car rolled up to a secluded area, a clearing in the forest with a beautiful view of the frozen over expanse of big bear lake. the trees were sparsely decorated with fairy lights, a blanket spread neatly on the floor and decorative flowers spread across the blanket. candles illuminating the area with their warm light and two empty plates rested in the center.

"oh...wow. haji, this is-" you started, your eyes wide and your heart pounding in gratitutde. absolute thankfulness for the man that is hajime iwaizumi.

"wait. compliment me after this." he smiles and sends a playful wink, a hint of nervousness leaking through his words before he pulls out the bouquet of assorted flowers. ranging from babys breath to your most favorite flowers.

"wow...haji this is. it's perfect. thank you." you smile before grabbing the flowers and kissing him softly.

"sit..." he mumbles, motioning towards the set up. you hobble over, sitting cross legged on the blanket, smile absolutely radiating in the warm lights of candles and cheap string lights.

"you know...3 years ago, i don't think i would ever imagine myself being in this position. i never thought a simple airport crush would ever turn into this....such a deep feeling and experiences i couldn't ever fathom." iwaizumi starts, he's walking towards you slowly before he pauses in front of the blanket.

"y/n, i love you and i know i tell you everyday but i truly and genuinely feel so deeply for you. i care about you and i want to give you everything. you deserve the world and absolutely everything in between. i may not have definite plans for the future but i know whatever opportunities i'm given, i want you. i want you by my side for all of it. i'd be so lucky to experience that...which is why, i have to ask." he pauses before reaching into the pocket of his straight legged pants and kneeling quickly.

"yn ln, would you please do me the absolute honor of spending the rest of our lives together." the ring is suddenly brandished in front of you, iwaizumi's face positively tearing up, the sheer adrenaline of the situation flowing through his body.

your eyes prick with tears, hands shaking as you reach out to touch the ring, pleading for tangible proof that this was real. the moment you had been begging to happen, that you had waited for was finally here. before your words could register, tears were falling as you nodded rapidly. hands reaching out to throw yourself onto iwaizumi before whispering in his ear.

"yes. in every universe, i would say yes." you mumble, head buried in the crook of his neck.

a/n: i want you all to be aware the proposal bit was soooo impromptu and i never planned for it to exist but, alas. it did and im glad it did. i teared up writing it bcs my favorite love song of all time began playing and it tore my heart up. anyways timeskip iwa ily.

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melshome · 2 years ago

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Crying blood, bleeding tears

tw mention of su!c!de, angst, no comfort, character death, demon slayer AU character scaramouche/F!reader a/n i really enjoyed writing thiss!! the angst in this- i was surprised when i reread this. "did i write this? holy-" haha

happy reading though! or considering it's angst- probably not happy reading...

this one-shot is a bit long.. 2308 words to be exact.. sorry about that :,3 it's also on my ao3!!

The way you spoke to people, how you use your hands in conversations, how you always care for people even if they have bad intentions for you. The way you look at him, like he's the only person in the world that matters to you. If he was dared to tell the whole world he loves you, he would simply whisper it in your ear.

Out of all the hashira's, you're a rank higher than him, but he is still well respected, even though his personality is shi-ty. Most of the members of the Demon Slayer Corps know him for how strong he is, even though he joined the Corps a year ago. Apparently he was some sort of criminal before he joined. A lot of people question if he should be serving the Corps, but Master let him join. You're still curious as to why the Master let him join, but he has definitely changed since he joined.

"Scaramouchie! We're on another mission together, how great is that?!" You jog up to him. You love to call him Scaramouchie, teasing him of any sort is fun, especially seeing his flustered face. He turns from his conversation with one of the Mizunoe ranked slayers, scowling, but when he sees you, his scowl disappears, and his eyes soften at your smile. But he quickly turns back, mumbling something to himself.

"Yeah yeah, be quiet, will you? We need to focus, apparently it's an Uppermoon, according to this Mizunoe," he gestures at the trembling girl. She bows when you turn to her.

"Are you hurt anywhere? The Kakushi will be here soon, please take the other slayers to safety in the meantime, yes?" You say, not letting her reply. She bows, and rushes off to the other slayers.

Nakurami Forest is known for being dark even when it's bright and sunny. It's something due to the trees according to Master. An Uppermoon? Here in Nakurami Forest..? You question, going back to Scaramouche, who is looking at the forest.

"What are you thinking, Y/N?" He asks, noticing how there's some sort of look on your face, which is unusual for you.

You turn to him, surprised, but you push the thoughts away, trying to focus.

"Nothing," you smile at him.

"Loving thunder breathing, first form, wall of rumbling hearts!"

A wall, with hearts, that is shaking against each other, small bolts of lightning between them, suddenly rises from the ground, going all the way up to the tree tops. You wince at the pain at your stomach, and quickly help the wounded member out of danger, yelling at him to leave the forest.

You cough, and look at the blood splattered at the ground from the cough.

Your wall goes down, and there is Scaramouche fighting the Uppermoon, dashing from spot to spot. You straighten your back, getting into stance. You hear your crow say something about two more hashira's arriving.

"Loving thunder breathing, third form, lightning love!"

A lightning cackle bursts from the sky, stunning the Uppermoon. Scaramouche takes this opportunity and dashes right to the Uppermoon, about to slice his neck, but the Uppermoon disappears, and you're suddenly pulled down to the ground, hitting your head on a rock, half of it in the ground, the other sharp half, on top.

You shrieked, a sudden jolt of pain rushing through your head. You try to keep your eyes open, your vision blurry, and your head is spinning. Your sword drops to the ground right next to you, the handguard of a lotus flower falling off from it. You groan, at the rush of the pain rushing through your head.

You can't focus on anything, and it's confusing you. He sees you fall back, and fear and worry fills his eyes. He gets into his stance.

"Anemo breathing, third form, song of the wind."

All of a sudden, he's right there, right next to the Uppermoon behind you, like a gust of wind had taken him there. He slashes the Uppermoon's head, and it falls to the ground. He drops his sword, panting, and goes right to your side.

"Y/N? Are you alright? Can you hear me? What's your name? What's my name?" He panics, asking all sorts of questions.

You try your best to answer all of them, but you wince in pain. You tied a cloth around your stomach when the Uppermoon sliced a bit too deep, but now the cloth is falling apart.

"Sca…scara.."

He shakes his head, tears streaming down his face. He hiccups, shaking his head.

"Y/N.. No.. Please don't leave me.. You're the only.." He struggles to finish his sentence.

You were the first person who treated him with kindness, even when you didn't know him that well. All the other hashira's treated him differently when he first joined, but you spoke to him, after he defeated a demon, effortlessly. You wanted to learn more about this mysterious hashira. He was a strange one, he was quiet, and kept to himself, but the more you two talked, he cared more about you, and loved you more than himself. He never showed this kindness to you, but you could see it in his eyes. The way they soften when you walk into the room. You could see it in his expressions as he's talking to you.

You groan in pain, gulping down and trying to control your breathing.

"Try to control your breathing. The Kakushi will be here soon, hang in there a little longer, please Y/N?" His voice is breaking apart, and he's trying to stop crying. He's holding your hand, and squeezing it, giving you reassurance that he'll be here with you. For eternity.

"Scara.. You're a really.. Good person, you know? Look at you worrying about me, when you're hurt worse," You manage to get out, but there's so much pain from your stomach.

"Sh-t.." You mumble under your breath, feeling more blood pour out from your stomach as you speak.

Scaramouche notices this, and unbuttons his uniform, ripping it off. He folds it as quickly as he can, and puts pressure with it to your wound.

"It's fine, Scara…" You can taste the blood in your mouth from the punch to the stomach earlier. You've always had a habit of peeling the skin on your lips, secretly loving the metallic taste on your tongue. But you want the taste to go away now. You want all the pain to go away, you just want to see Scaramouche smile once more. When he smiles, you just seem to forget all about your struggles, and worries. All you could see was how beautiful he looked. How happy he looked to just be with you.

"NO!" You're surprised by this outburst.

"BE QUIET Y/N. IT'S NOT FINE, YOU'RE.." He pants, trying to process all this, trying to keep it all together for your sake, but he's a mess. There's tears flooding down his eyes, snot dripping from his nose, and there is blood everywhere.

You give him a smile, your best smile. To show him it's okay. But you know it's not. There's tears rolling down the side of your face now, and you sniff, trying to keep yourself together.

He notices the smile, the tears and his eyes widen.

"STOP! Please.. Y/N.. Stop. Just stop.. Stop smiling like EVERYTHING IS OKAY. YOU'RE NOT OKAY, YOU'RE NOT OKAY."

You lift your hand, and take his hand from the cloth he's still applying pressure to you on. You hold his hand, as tightly as you can.

"Scaramouche.. It's alright." He frowns, his mouth opening to say something, but you continue, stopping him.

"It's alright. Death is something that happens in life. It's natural. It comes to everyone. Everyone has their happy ever after, some of them don't. But having you with me, as.." You can't bring yourself to say the word.

No matter how much you wanted to die in the past, no matter how many times you've cursed at yourself for not being able to die, you can't bring yourself to say the word in front of him, while he's crying. You've never seen him cry, and seeing him cry right now, breaks your heart. You want to hug him, and comfort him. But you can't.

"The Kakushi.." he says, but he shakes his head, hiccupping and wiping his eyes.

"They won't be here in time.. The rock hit my.. Head.. Really.. Badly…" you smile at him, feeling the tears run down your ear.

"STOP BEING SO NEGATIVE. THEY WILL BE HERE.. SOON.." He yells at you, squeezing your hand.

You chuckle, scrunching your face in pain.

His hold on your hand loosens, afraid he's going to cause you even more pain.

"Hey.. Scara.. Mouchie.."

He looks at you, waiting for you to speak. He's always enjoyed talking to you. He's always enjoyed listening to you, ramble on about things that interest you. Scaramouche has always known that you overthink things quite easily, so he tries his best to be clear about things. Your voice, smile, and just you, has always cheered him up. But seeing you die? Right in front of him? When he can't do anything? How can he live? How can he live, with the regret that you died right in front of him, and he just watched you, snot dripping down his face, crying like a little baby?

You slowly lose your vision, and your eyes seem to be closing. You try your best to keep your eyes open, but you can't. Deep down, you just want to close your eyes to make the pain go away. Your eyelids are too heavy for you now.

"NO, NO, NO, NO, NO. DON'T! KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN. DON'T LEAVE ME.. Please... Y/N.." He sobs through his words, wiping his noses, gently shaking you, still holding your hand. Having three people leave and betray him left him alone, but once he met you, he forgot all about them. He forgot all about his suffering. You bloomed a path into his heart, allowing him to express himself more, showing more of his self to people, and especially to you. What did he do to have you enter his life, and be the sunlight, he always looks forward to seeing?

Your hand goes limp, and he continues shaking you, sobbing. He continues to hold your hand, even when there's no warmth on your hand. He continues holding your hand, even when he knows, that you're already gone.

"Y/N.. Please.. Wake up.. "

Your whole body is cold, and limp. You're not moving at all, not even when he shakes you violently. He stares at your body. In horror, shock, denial. You're not actually dead, are you? You're just teasing him, aren't you?

"I want to hear you.. call me Scaramouchie.. once more.. please.."

A few years later...

"Anemo breathing, third form, Jade-Claimed flower."

A flower, the same design as the top of his hat, rises from beneath the demon, and folds itself in half with the demon in the middle of it, knocking out the demon. He takes a step to the unconscious demon. Rising his sword, he slashes the demons head off, its body crumbling away, as the ashes fly into the air. He slices his sword in the air, something he was always taught to remove the blood after a fight. He slowly puts his sword back into his scabbard, and looks around the scene. More Kakushi scurry onto the scene, helping the wounded and helping clean up the scene.

"Sir Scaramouche?"

He turns around slowly, wondering why someone would talk to him, when there are severely wounded people who need attention.

His eyes widen slightly, and he seems to have been bought back to the first time he met her.

The same worried expression, like he's worrying if Scaramouche will be annoyed. She also used to have that expression whenever she asked for a favour, or for help with something.

"I uh.. I thank you.. Thank you for helping us.. I don't know if we would've been able to see the sun again if you hadn't arrived.." the young slayer bows, lower than a normal bow. Scaramouche looks in surprise, but his gaze softens. She also bowed like that when she apologized and thanked people..

Some of the Kakushi are secretly watching this scene now, as they continue cleaning up and helping the wounded. None of the new slayers ever dare walk up to Scaramouche due to his temper and cold personality. They've heard about him, as he's the most well respected among the Hashira, but the new slayers question that because of the stories they've heard about him, by people who have met him before.

Scaramouche takes a step to the young slayer, and places his hand on his head, and pats it gently. The young man is surprised by this, but he just stands there.

Scaramouche looks at the slayer, and gives a small smile. A genuine smile, but there is a hint of sorrow in his eyes as he smiles.

He takes his hand off the slayer's head, and walks off. All the Kakushi watch him leave, but continue with work, murmuring to each other. The young slayer turns and watches him, staring at him leave, but before he does leave, the young slayer yells something to Scaramouche, he's been wanting to tell him since he first saw him.

"I like your handguard.. A lotus flower.. It's beautiful."

Scaramouche stops for a second when he hears this. He's surprised the slayer noticed, and even commented on this. He smiles, just a bit. Scaramouche waves his hand, as he continues to walk out of the forest.

Once he has left Narukami Forest, he stares at the sun, shining down. He suddenly chuckles to himself, adjusting his hat.

"What an idiot.. Who bows that low?"

#melshome #genshin impact #genshin #genshin angst #wanderer #wanderer genshin impact #wanderer genshin #scaramouche angst #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #oneshot #demon slayer au #kimetsu no yaiba #kny au #original breathing style #angst #angst no comfort #reader dies

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xxk3vonicaxx · 6 months ago

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"Pleasure F**ker" or something I don't know what else to title thiss- X"D

(This is not ship artt! Do not tag as shipp!)

#we need to talk about kevin #kevin khatchadourian #eva khatchadourian #house of flies #digital art #my art #fanart for my own fanfic lelelell #wnttak

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sturnwrld · 1 year ago

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Study date🫶 C.S.

Warnings: smutt, use of princess and y/n. a bit of fluff at the end.

a/n: heyy babes, so this is my first fic. (requested) Please give me tips so i can improve. Also English isn't my first language so sorry if there are some spelling or grammar mistakes. Please don't be to harsh I'm soo fucking insecure about thiss bc I'm still getting comfortable with smut. anyways hope you enjoy and please give me feedback on what should i change in the future.<33

You have always been good at school, on top of your class. People usually come up to you and ask you for help with math or whatever it is. You were always shy and introverted, never went to parties which is why you probably didn't have a boyfriend. It's not that you didn't want one, you just never met the right one.

You have been tutoring Chris for a few months now, his grades have been getting better. You two are total opposites. He's social, has a lot of friends, always with a different girl.... But you, you weren't like that. You weren't sure about tutoring him at first, but now you two have even become friends.

Today was like any other, Chris came over for our usual study date ‘’so what don’t you understand here?'' i asked him ''literally nothing y/n.'' he said ''okay... well first-'' he interrupted me ''hey y/n, can I ask you something?'' ''yeah of course'' I mumbled looking up from the paper. ''are you a virgin?'' he said looking into my eyes. ''um.. yeah, why?'' I replied a little embarrassed, I could feel my cheeks turning red. I liked him for a while now, but honestly, I though I didn't have a shot, I mean why would he like me? ''but why, why don't you do it?'' his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. ''I don't know, I guess I didn't have anyone to do it with.'' I said quietly, looking down. ''you're joking y/n, any guy would be lucky to have you, you're so smart, and so pretty.. I just don't get it..'' ''you think I'm pretty?'' my head shot up, I was surprised. I mean I knew I wasn't ugly, I'd say I was an average nerd who happened to look good from time to time.

''yes I do. you drive me crazy y/n.'' he started leaning in. I stopped him ''um.. Chris I-'' he backed off ''I'm so sorry y/n, I don't know what I was thinking.'' he said covering his eyes with his hands. ''no, no, it's okay. I want to, just I-I haven't done this before either.'' he hesitated for a moment before he said ''that's okay, don't worry.'' he said before attaching his lips onto mine.

The kiss was soft, his hand was cupping my cheek and the other one was on my waist. after a few seconds his tongue grazed my bottom lip, as I sign for me to open my mouth. Our tongues were in sync, he started kissing me hungrily. I needed him. I started puling slightly on the bottom of his shirt, he took the hint and took his shirt of. God he was hot. After a while I started taking of my clothes too.

He was on top of me in just his boxers, he went to reach to unclip my bra before he said ''we don't have to, if you don't want to y/n it's totally fine.'' looking into my eyes ''I do, I do, just please be gentle.'' and with now my full consent he kissed me and unclipped my bra with a swift motion ’’you’re so beautiful y/n’’. ''touch me Chris, please.'' I said whining, my dripping core was desperate for him. He dragged his hand to the waistband of my panties after pushing his hand further down gently ''so wet for me princess'' he said while nibbling on my neck earning a small moan from me. he was rubbing my clit when he slipped one finger in, I gasped to the feeling. ''oh god-so tight baby'' he started kissing down my body looking at me the whole time, he was driving me wild. he took of my panties and started kissing and licking the inside of my thighs, he licked a long stripe from the bottom to the top of my dripping pussy. He this time pushed two fingers inside of me, curling them hitting my g-spot. he came back up to kiss me I could feel his bulge on my stomach. ''f-fuck me c-chris pleasee, oh fuck'' I could barely spit it out. ''so needy princess'' and with that he takes off his boxers and aligns himself with my entrance slowly pushing in.

I dig my nails in his back to the feeling of him stretching me out. he lets out a groan ''fuck..'' he mumbled under his breath. After he's all the way in he stops and lets me adjust to his size, he looks at me for permission to move ''you can move'' the pain turned to pleasure in seconds. ’’oh fuckk yes’’ I was a moaning mess under him while he was whimpering and whispering things in my ear and constantly checking if I was okay. I could feel myself getting close ''chris i-i'm gonna cum''. ''let go all over my cock princess, come on'' his words sent me over the edge. Few seconds after I could feel him release inside of me.

He rolled over and we were both out of breath. ''are you okay, did you like it?'' he asked ''I loved it, it was amazing Chris, thank you'' I kissed him softly. he put his arm around me and kissed my forehead ''I wanted to do this for so long'' he chuckled. ''me too'' I said snuggling into him. ''would you maybe wanna go on like a real date, like without studying..'' he asked looking down at me making me smile. ''I would love to'' I said not being able to hide the smile from my face. after that we feel asleep cuddling. I couldn't imagine the better person to do this with.

#sturniolo fanfic #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo #chris x reader #sturniolo triplets #first fic #smut #sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #send requests

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