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Accident (Part 3) - M. Sturniolo

Enemies to lovers

Part 1

Part 2

Paring: dom!Matt x sub!fem reader

Contains/warnings: Smut, p in v, unprotected sex, oral (fem receiving), mention creampie, overstimulation, rough sex, pet names, getting caught, filming while doing it.

Summary: You are best friends with Nick and Chris Sturniolo, Matt hates you for some reason. One day you're home alone at their house, or so you thought so. Looking for a charger you enter Matt's room. You walked in on Matt doing something no one wants to walk into...

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Matt gives you one last look, a mix of satisfaction in his gaze, before he leaves the room, closing the door behind him. You're left lying there, his cum drying on your thighs, his words still echoing in your mind…

Next morning…

You wake up, your body still sore from yesterday. You want to get Matt out of your head, but you can’t. Your head replays what happened over and over again. Matt’s stuck in your head. You can’t believe he just left, like nothing happened, after all that happened. He left you lying there like a used toy.

*You get a call from Nick*

“Hey Nick”

“Hey, what happened yesterday? I thought you were going to wait till we get back?”

“… right. Uhm yeah, I just wasn’t feeling well”

“Ohhh are you better now? What happened?”

“I’m fine, it was just a headache”

“Ohh okay okay, but we can hangout today, right? Me and Chris bought a shit ton of snacks, you should come over”

“That’s cool, I’ll shower and head over there”

“Great! See ya”

*End of call*

Y/n pov:

Ugh I know this is a bad idea, Matt’s gonna be there. I feel nervous or embarrassed? No! I can’t let him win. This is probably what he wants, for me to feel this way. God I hate him. I’m just gonna ignore him, like I always do. I’ll act like nothing happened. And I can’t let it happen again, no matter how good it was.

I stand up barely my legs hurt so much. Somehow I get in the shower and start showering. I finish showering and put on a chill outfit. I throw on some baggy jeans, and a white baby tee. Brush my hair add some perfume and I’m ready to go. I get in my Uber and 10 minutes later I’m in their house. I knock on their door, and Chris opens.

End of Y/n pov.

You arrive at Sturniolo residence, your heart beating faster than usual. Chris opens the door and greets you. You can feel Matt's presence looming over you before you even see him. When you finally do see him sitting comfortably in the couch, he's giving you a cocky smile that immediately makes your blood boil. You decide to ignore and walk into the kitchen with Chris, where Nick was.

“Hey Nick!”

“Heyyy glad you could make it, there’s some coffee in the pot if you want.”

“Thanks” you pour yourself a cup of coffee. “This is exactly what I needed.”

Matt walks into the kitchen without saying a word.

You take a sip of coffee, trying to calm your nerves. The tension in the room is palpable, and you can feel Matt's eyes on you, like he's undressing you with his gaze. You still ignore him, you start making conversation with Nick and Chris as Matt serves him self a cup of coffee. He turns around taking a sip of his coffee. He chuckles at the sight of you struggling to sit on the tall barstool.

“Struggling much?” He let out with a chuckle interrupting the conversation going on. “Looks like yesterday was leg day at the gym.” He adds.

You let out an awkward laugh. “Actually, it was. You know what they say, ‘no pain, no gain’ right?”

Matt chuckles at your response, taking a sip of his coffee. "I couldn't agree more."

“Wait, didn’t you had a headache yesterday? That’s why you left.” Nick asks.

“Right… but a headache is no excuse for not working out, plus the headache lasted way less than I imagined I would, I just took a pill and forgot about it.” You respond and then give a teasing look at Matt.

Matt observes you, not entirely convinced, his eyes narrowing for a second before he speaks. "You know what else works for headaches? A good night's sleep. But you didn't get that either, did you?"

“You know… you’re actually right. I didn’t. I had this weird nightmare about this stupid man, I don’t remember much.”

"What can I say? Men are weird creatures. We're hard to understand and even harder to forget." He takes another sip of his coffee, watching you over the rim of the cup.

“Can you guys stop fighting for a second, or whatever it is what you do.” Nick says annoyed because you guys always fight.

“Nick, our Uber is here.” Chris says.

“Uber? Where are we going?” You ask.

“It’s just me and Nick, we ordered some stuff and we have to go pick it up.” Chris responds.

“Great” you say sarcastically, and rolling your eyes.

“Please don’t kill each other while we’re gone.” Nick says to you and Matt.

"Don't worry, we won't." Matt replies with a smug smile.

“Don’t take too long!” You say as Nick and Chris are walking out the door.

Matt watches as they leave, before turning back to you, his stupid smirk widening.

You roll your eyes at him and walk to the living room, and sit on the couch.

"You know, you have a cute eye roll. I would love to make you do that more often." He follows you to the living room, sitting down next to you on the couch.

“Oh I’m sure you would.” You respond.

Matt lets out a low chuckle, his hand finding its way to your thigh,squeezing gently. "Well, I do have a few ideas on how to get that reaction out of you.

You can feel yourself getting wet by his words and touch, but you quickly pull yourself together, not letting him win. “Keep them to yourself.” You respond, as you push his hand away from your thigh.

Matt's smile only grows at your response, he finds you absolutely irresistible, and this little chase is only turning him on more. His hand drops from your thigh, but he does not back away. “You mad or something?”

You can’t believe he’s actually asking you that. “Mad? No… Why would I be?”

“Mmhh maybe you’re mad because I left yesterday.” He says sarcastically. You stay silent. “Aww is that it?” He chuckles. “You’re mad because you didn’t get aftercare?”

“No! Shut up. I told you im not mad. I just… find you annoying.” You reply. Matt smirks, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction at your words.

He loves how hard you try to resist him, and that only fuels his lust for you even more. "Annoying, huh?" Matt leans in close. "Is that why you're squeezing your thighs? Because you find me annoying? Or is it because you’re wet?" He trails a finger along your jawline, tilting your head to face him. His eyes darken with desire as he notices your nipples harden beneath the thin fabric of your shirt. You stay silent, hating how right he is.

Matt takes advantage of your silence, closing the gap between you and capturing your lips in a heated kiss. His tongue pushes past your lips, exploring the depths of your mouth with a possessive hunger. He breaks away after a moment, leaving you breathless and flushed. "So, you're not mad then?"

“I fucking hate you.” You say with your eyes filled with desire and lust.

Matt smirks, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction at your words. "You're lying." He murmurs against your lips before kissing you again, slowly and deeply. His hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of you as if he owns you. "Say it again."

You’re soaked at this point, your body feels on fire. “I hate you so fucking much.”

Matt growls, before claiming your lips once more. Despite your words, your body betrays the desire and need that you have for him, your actions telling a completely different story than the words coming out of your mouth. "I love it when you curse at me," Matt says, his voice low and husky. "It's so fucking hot."

He leans in close, his hot breath against your ear. "You want to hate me, baby? Fine. Hate me while I make you cum." He whispers before trailing kisses down your neck, leaving a trail of fire in his wake. "You want me to make you fucking scream?" You basically whine at his words, then desperately nodding. His hands move to your waist, lifting you up as he carries you to his bedroom.

Matt tosses you onto the bed, crawling over you. He hooks his fingers into the waistband of your pants, slowly pulling them and your underwear down in a teasing manner.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll forget your own name," he promises, his fingers already working to unzip his jeans.

He finishes undressing you and himself, then you see as he pulls out his phone and sets it down in the nightstand, giving the camera a perfect angle of you two.

"Oh, you have no idea how fucking hot you look, spread out like this for me," Matt says, leaning down to kiss you again. His lips trail down your chest, stopping to suck on your nipples as his free hand continues to play with your other breast.

"You know, if I post this, I could" he smirks, nodding towards his phone. "Make you famous."

Matt lips move lower as he kisses a path down your stomach. His hands grip your thighs, spreading you open wider for him. "Fuck, you're so wet already,"

Matt buries his face between your thighs, his tongue flicking against your clit. He teases you for a few seconds. "I'm going to eat this sweet pussy until you cum all over my face," Matt growls, his hot breath against your already drenched folds. He dives in, tongue delving deep as he licks and sucks your clit with a fervor that makes you arch off the bed.

“Mmhp fuck” you moan.

Matt growls as your hands grip the sheets beneath you, using them to push yourself harder against his mouth. "You taste so fucking good, I'll never get enough of this sweet pussy," Matt moans against you, tongue lapping at your folds and flicking along your wet lips. "Tell me when you're about to cum, baby," he commands, sliding a finger into your wet entrance. He reaches up and squeezes your tits as he continues to fuck you with his tongue. He loves how responsive you are, how fucking sexy you sound moaning and whining for him.

“Matt mmh feels so good” you whine.

"Mmh," Matt groans, the vibrations of his growl making you tremble. He slides another finger into your tight pussy. He curls his fingers, finding that spot inside of you that makes you scream. He takes notes of every little moan, every sound you make as he sucks on your clit. He starts to rub at your g-spot, circling it in a way that makes your back arch off the bed. "You like that?"

“Mhm please don’t stop” you moan.

He starts to fuck you faster and harder, sucking on your clit with more intensity. “I could do this all day.”his voice muffled as he continues to eat your pussy with a passion that makes you moan out loud. He curls his fingers inside of you, fucking you faster and harder as he sucks on your clit.

“Matt, I’m close mmh”

Matt knows you're close, so he doubles his efforts. He sucks harder on your clit, his tongue flicking rapidly over the sensitive nub. He finger-fucks you faster, curling and twisting inside your wet heat. “Hold it.” He demands.

“what? I- I can’t”

He pulls back, his face glistening with your juices. "Don't cum yet, baby. I want to make this perfect for the camera," he says, his voice low and husky. He reaches over to his already recording phone, and puts it on the bed pointing directly at the side or your face.

“Matt please” you whine.

"Don't worry, baby. Just keep those beautiful legs opened for me," he says as he starts to rub slow circles around your clit with the tip of his thumb, letting your body tense back up again before going in for the hard sucks and finger fucking.

You moan loudly and cover your face feeling a little embarrassed being recorded in a moment like this.

Matt smirks, seeing the flush on your cheeks as you cover your face, the recording device now capturing your shy embarrassment. "Such a good girl, letting me make you cum on camera," he says, his fingers never stopping their relentless pace inside you.

“Matt I’m so close” you moan.

"I want you to cum loud and hard. I want your pleasure on full display. Don't hold back, and look at the camera while you cum." he demands, finger fucking you faster and harder as he sucks on your clit with full force.

You moan any whine while still covering your face.

"Look at the camera." Matt growls, his fingers curling deep inside of you, rubbing your g-spot relentlessly. He sucks harder on your clit, his tongue swirling around the sensitive nub. "I want to see your face when you cum,"

You obediently look at the camera.

His fingers fucking you hard and fast now, his mouth glued to your dripping wet pussy, his thumb rubbing teasing circles around your tight little hole. "Cum for me, my naughty little slut,"

“Mmhp Matt I’m cumming”

"That's it, cum for me! Squeeze my fingers, drench my tongue," he growls, his own arousal evident as he feels your pussy clenching around him. He sucks hard on your clit as you come undone, his other hand reaching under you to roughly palm your breast.

“Mmh fuck”

"Good girl, good fucking girl," he praises, his fingers still working your sensitive, post-orgasm pussy. He nips at your clit, causing you to jump and moan. "Again. I want another one."

“Mmhp fuck no matt, please… I need your dick inside of me” you beg.

"You want my cock?" Matt snickers, a hungry glint in his eyes as he withdraws his fingers from your spasming pussy. He grabs the back of your neck, pulling you into a searing kiss, his tongue dominating your mouth. "You want this big, hard dick splitting you open?"

You nod eagerly. “Mhm please Matt, I need you.”

"Fuck, saying shit like that makes me wanna shove my cock in your slutty mouth," he grates out, his other hand coming up to knead your breast roughly.

“Mmh please fuck me.”

"Dirty little slut," he mutters, grabbing your hips and flipping you over onto all fours. "Look at how eager your cunt is for my cock," he hisses, running the head of his dick through your juices.

“Mmhhh Matt.” You whine.

He slams his cock into your pussy, causing you to cry out in pleasure. Matt grabs a fistful of your hair, pulling your head back as he thrusts into you again and again. "Fuck, you're so tight." He pounds into you mercilessly, his balls slapping against your clit with each forceful stroke. "Take it, you filthy little cumslut."

You’re basically screaming in pleasure and moaning his name.

"Scream for me," he demands, his grip on your hair tightening as he fucks you even harder. His other hand reaches around to rub your clit, adding to the overwhelming stimulation. "I want everyone to know who's making you cum so hard." He grabs the phone and records from his point of view. "You fucking love this, don't you?" Matt grunts. "You're just a stupid whore who loves having her hole stretched out by a big cock. You can't get enough of this dick, can you?"

“Matt I’m so close”

"Cum for me, bitch," he growls, giving your ass a hard slap. “Cum for the camera” His finger rubs furiously at your throbbing clit as he thrusts into you with reckless abandon. "Cum all over my cock you dirty slut."

He takes the opportunity to flip you onto your back, keeping his dick buried in your pussy as he gazes down at your face, contorted in ecstasy. He continues to pound into you, the wet sound of his thrusts filling the room as he aims his phone at your face.

"You're such a good little whore," he praises.

“Fuuuuck Matt” you cum and moan loudly.

Matt groans as your pussy clenches around his dick, milking his length. "Shit, you're so tight when you cum," he gasps, his own orgasm approaching. "Fuck, I'm gonna fill this cunt up,"

Suddenly… the door to Matt’s bedroom opens. It’s Nick and Chris.

Nick and Chris stand there, both of their jaws dropping. Matt quickly stops his movements and tries to cover your exposed body with the bed sheets.

“Shit sorry!” Nick says quickly shutting the door.

“Shit! We’re fucked.” You say to Matt.

“They weren't supposed to be home for another hour." He starts dressing himself quickly, "I'll talk to them. Go into the bathroom and clean yourself up,"

“Are you sure?” You ask.

"Yes, just go," he barks, his tone laced with a hint of annoyance and embarrassment. He quickly adjusts himself, making sure his erection is hidden before turning to face the door, trying to compose himself. His head trying to come up with something to tell his brothers.

You slip into the bathroom and quietly shut the door behind you. As you lean against it, your mind is racing with what just happened. The excitement of the encounter still lingers in your body, but so does a sense of unease, knowing that his brothers who are also your best friends unexpectedly walked in on you two who supposedly hate each other.

Matt takes a deep breath, before opening the bedroom door to face his brothers. He knows he needs to come up with a good excuse, but he's also aware that he can't just lie about everything. As he steps into the hallway, he sees both Nick and Chris looking at him expectantly.

"Look, I know this looks bad," he starts, avoiding eye contact with his brothers for the time being.

He takes a deep breath before continuing, "But I can explain." He turns to face his brothers.

“Explain what? You guys pretended to hate each other and fucked when no one was there?” Nick says and then chuckles. “Ugh I knew you guys didn’t hate each other.”

At the mention of what they just did, Matt feels his face heat up in embarrassment. "Shut up, Nick," he snaps, trying to cover up his discomfort. "It's not like that." He pauses for a second before continuing, “This was just a one time thing.”

You finished cleaning up and got changed. You went downstairs to the living room, you supposed they were there. “Uhmm hey guys…” you say as you enter the living room.

Matt looks up and sees you walking into the living room. He feels a mix of emotions at the sight of you, attraction, guilt, and a desire to talk to you. Both Nick and Chris look up as you enter, their expressions a mix of amusement and curiosity. Nick smirks and leans back into the couch, while Chris just raises an eyebrow. "Well well, look who decided to join us," Nick teases. Matt gives Nick a death stare and the says, "I was just, uh, explaining things."

“I mean, it's pretty simple," Matt continues, “We were just-" Matt struggles to find the right words to say.

“I- it was just a one time thing.” You say trying to help Matt.

Nick snorts and rolls his eyes, "Sure, just a one time thing," he mocks in a high pitched voice. Chris looks unimpressed, but Matt feels a twinge of annoyance at Nick's teasing.

“Okay okay, fine. This was the second time. But that’s it!” You explain.

Matt sighs and runs a hand through his hair in frustration. "I mean, it's not like we're dating or anything. It's just...I dunno, something that happened." He says defensively.

“Yeah exactly. We still hate each other and everything” you add.

"Yeah, that's what I'm saying," Matt agrees, trying to emphasize his point. But even as the words leave his mouth, he can't help but think about how much he actually wants to be with you, despite the fact that you guys ‘hate each other’.

As the tension in the room grows, Matt feels a shiver run down his spine. He glances at Nick and Chris, their eyes full of amusement and confusion. Nick and Chris exchange glances and Chris speaks, "So, let me get this straight," Chris says, his voice low and even. "You two are secretly hooking up behind our backs, but you still insist you hate each other?"

“Uhmm I-“ you don’t know what to say.

Chris stands up from the couch, his eyes fixed on you. "Listen, whatever is going on between you two, you guys need to talk about it," he says, Nick nods in agreement.

“Nothing is going on.” You say.

“Yeah nothing is going on.” Matt adds.

Matt's heart pounds in his chest as he watches Chris and Nick exchange a knowing look. He can tell they don't believe him, and he can't blame them. The tension between him and you is palpable, and it's not hard to figure out what's really going on. "Come on, guys," Chris says.

"We're just messing around," Matt interjects, trying to downplay the situation. But even as he says it, he knows it's not entirely true. He wants more than just a casual fling with you, but he's too afraid to admit it out loud. The room falls silent as Matt's eyes lock onto yours. For a moment, he's tempted to cross the distance between you, to pull you into a kiss and make his feelings known.

"Maybe you guys should stop playing around and just admit it already," Nick suggests, his tone lighthearted but his eyes serious. "It's pretty obvious there's something there." Matt's heart races at the thought, but he still can't bring himself to confess his real feelings.

“Admit what?” You ask, even though you know what he means.

Chris jumps in, not giving Matt the chance to respond. "Yeah, come on. Don't play dumb.”

“Ugh just… shut up and let’s drop this.” Matt says roughly.

“Yeah… uhmm it’s getting late, im gonna call an Uber.” You say.

Matt's face tightens at your mention of leaving. "Uber?” He doesn't want the night to end, not when he's finally found the courage to acknowledge his feelings for you. "I'll drive you home,"

“You don’t have to.” You say.

"I want to," Matt insists. He won't take no for an answer. His eyes dart to your lips, but he forces himself to look away before he does something reckless.

Chris and Nick share a look, smirking at each other as they sense the tension between you and Matt. "Well, we're gonna get outta here," Chris says, clapping Matt on the shoulder. "We’ll let you two lovebirds have some privacy.”

You jokingly roll your eyes at Chris comment and watch as they leave the room. “Okay… let’s go.”

The moment the door closes, leaving you and Matt alone in the living room, tension fills the air. Matt hesitates for a moment before walking over to you, his eyes never leaving yours. He gently takes your hand in his and leads you out to his car. Matt opens the passenger door for you, his hand brushing against your lower back as you slide into the seat. He closes the door behind you and walks around to the driver's side. Matt starts the car and pulls out of the driveway, heading towards your apartment complex. He glances over at you, taking in your features as he tries to come up with something to say.

Suddenly, Matt pulls into a nearby parking lot and cuts the engine. He turns to face you, his eyes dark and intense as he reaches for your hand. "Look, I know I've been a bit of a jerk lately," he admits, his voice low and earnest. You turn to look at him.

Matt's hand tightens around yours, his thumb caressing your skin. "I've been trying to figure out what's going on with me, and I realized... I really like you," he confesses, his voice cracking slightly.

You feel your stomach fluttering at his words. “Really?”

Matt's chest rises and falls rapidly as he nods, his eyes searching yours for a reaction. "Yeah, I really do," he admits, a hint of vulnerability in his voice. "I know I wasn't always the nicest guy to you in any aspect, but I really like you.” He takes a deep breath. "I thought I could just be cool with you, hang out and fuck around... but it's not like that, I can’t.” He confesses. He feels scared you don’t feel the same way. “Do… do you not feel the same way?” He asks with a tone of vulnerability in his voice. “I mean, I totally get if you don’t-“

“Matt… Matt, I do.” You interrupt him.

Matt's eyes widen at your interruption, his breath catching in his throat. He leans in closer, his face inches from yours. "You do what?" he asks, his voice low and hopeful. "Feel the same way?" He leans in closer, his free hand reaching up to gently brush a stray strand of hair out of your face. He searches your eyes, his heart racing in his chest.

You nod looking deeply into his eyes.

Matt's heart races as he sees the sincerity in your eyes, his breath hitching slightly. "Fuck, really?" he murmurs, his voice low and awed. He doesn't break eye contact, his own eyes softening as he looks at you.

“Yes Matt.” You chuckle. “Really.” You lean in close and kiss him softly.

Matt's lips meet yours in a soft kiss, his hands gently cupping your face as he deepens the kiss. He exhales shakily, a mixture of relief and happiness washing over him. "Fuck," he murmurs again, his forehead resting against yours as he catches his breath. You can’t help smile at him. Matt returns your smile with a soft, genuine one of his own, his eyes crinkling at the corners. He can hardly believe it, the weight of his fear and anxiety slowly lifted off his shoulders. His hand reaches up to gently cup your cheek, his thumb tracing small circles on your skin. "Hey," he says.

“Mh?”

"You make me crazy, you know that?" Matt says with a hint of amusement in his voice. He looks at you, his eyes shining with affection. "But in a good way.”

You laugh softly. “You make me crazy too.”

"I think maybe we should get out of here," Matt suggests, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Go to your place?" His hand slides down to intertwine with yours, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I don't think I can park here.” He laughs.

You laugh with him. “Yeah let’s go.”

The end.

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TYSM for the support in the first two parts 💕

I had a lot of fun writing these🩷

I got some requests in my inbox so I’ll probably start working on that.

Hope you guys like the ending 💗

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blkkizzat · 11 months

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ღ𝐖𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟!𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢 ღ

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝟐

18+ONLY MDNI

kizzatober series: Thrilling Ghouls

Kinktober Prompts: Breeding, Dacryphilia, Aphrodisiac Synopsis: Catching him in a lie, you suspect your boyfriend Toji is cheating on you. Where does he keep disappearing to once a month that keeps him away for often days at a time. You're fed up. You've made up your mind this time to follow him but are you ready for what you discover? CW: AU. Most warnings for P2 really. Slightly dubcon-y. Bully/mean/teasing Toji. Bratty/crazy gf reader. Rough sex. Drug ref. Werewolf transformation but this isn't that furry shit lol. Omegaverse themes I borrow heavily from but I'm not following the rules of it faithfully (I don't even know them myself lol) WC: 4k of 10.4k Lightly black fem coded but no descriptors.

A/N: This one took a bit longer expected as I recently caught a cold, boooo! But I'm realizing even in my fics I intend to be PWPs I still need to set the mood and a plot springs forth lmfao. Plus I had fun actually trying to write a bit of horror in too! I decided to split into 2 parts because of the delay already.

Big shout out to an irl bestie @sairotonin for drawing a sketch of Werewolf!Toji for her inktober for me to use in my gfx. TY sis you a real one!!

Enjoy!

“In the next 500ft, turn left.”

This was going to be the third goddamn left the car navigation told you to take in the last 20 minutes. You were ninety-nine percent sure you had been going in circles and were now lost as shit at night in the middle of nowhere.

You glance at your phone sitting in the dash-caddy.

One measly bar.

The further you traveled, the more the service bars were dwindling as well.

Shit, you had 3 full bars last time you looked.

Opting to keep ahead straight instead of turning, you cross-check your destination via the spy monitoring app you had shamelessly downloaded on your boyfriend Toji’s phone.

Toji’s current location was 45 miles outside of the city and it had been a good 10 miles since you last saw any kind of highway. The area you were in was a mix between nature reserve and private property so not even GPS could pin down the exact directions to his whereabouts.

Sigh.

You had never wanted to be That Girl™.

You know, the ones who would sneak peaks at their boyfriend’s phones, were super insecure about any interaction their man had with the opposite sex and ran down on them while they were out to catch them in the act of cheating.

But you were a woman at the end of her rope.

What else could you do?

For a few days every month Toji would simply disappear.

The various excuses he gave usually centered around his work. You didn’t know exactly what he did, but you knew enough to know most of it was dangerous and wasn’t what good society would consider legal.

Toji had scolded you before for asking too many details.

For your own safety.

He would say with an arrogant smirk.

But even when working you had always been able to get a hold of him after a few hours. It was just this one particular job he would completely drop off the face of the earth for. It annoyed you, sure, but Toij’s work never followed him home so you didn't have complaints.

That is, until you had finally moved-in with him and Megumi.

Truly, you were already like a little family.

Megumi, who had just recently started preschool, had been quick to warm up to you ever since you and Toji first introduced you to him a few months prior to that.

But living together pushed things to a whole other level. Megumi would follow you around like a lost pup and often opted to sit in your lap rather than Toji’s.

Not to mention throw a near fit if you weren’t the one to tuck him in goodnight. (Toji would never admit he was a bit jealous and would only grumble slightly that it was less of a hassle for him if you did it so you should just do it from now on).

You never even realized you had such a mothering instinct, being on the same page as Toji about no more kids, until you looked into those little emerald eyes of Gumi’s and absolutely melted.

You had grown so close that the little boy unknowingly let it slip once while Toji was MIA on that job, that he was glad Daddy went on his daddy breaks once a month so you both could have fun together by yourselves.

You tried to keep your reactions in check for Megumi but that revelation completely shook you.

A “daddy break” didn’t sound much like a work trip to you which spiked your anxiety and caused you to spiral into overthinking.

Did he need a break from you too as well?

You couldn't very well grill a 4-year old and you didn’t have the nerve to just ask Toji straight out.

So you did the only thing you could think of at the time and that was to complain to your good friend Tsukumo over drinks a few days later after Toji returned.

Tsukumo, who always seemed to have the wrong answer for everything, simply told you to do the ‘smart’ thing and download a monitoring app on his phone that would log is calls, texts and whereabouts.

You initially balked at her.

Tracking Toji had never crossed your mind.

Outside of this, Toji had never given you a reason to doubt him and you wanted to respect his privacy and trust, especially trust as you knew he didn’t let many people get close to him at all.

True, he wasn’t exactly the most forthcoming man you ever dated. You were well aware he had his many skeletons as well as ex-hookups. But Toji for the most part had been content with his gambling then coming home to you and Megumi.

He wasn’t the type to ‘run the streets with the boys (he had no boys tbh), you had only ever known him to have the occasional drink with Shiu when he wasn’t out gambling.

You had almost refused to do such a thing… That is until Tsukumo posed the question:

What’s more important Y/N– your peace of mind or his trust?

And Y/N, is trust really what’s important here at all if he is in fact already taking advantage of yours?

Touché.

Tsukumo had you there.

“Besides, you think that old dinosaur is even going to notice an extra app on his phone in the first place?”

Tsukumo quipped, throwing back a shot of sake and jiggling the empty container at the bartender for more.

“You just got rid of his old flip phone last year. I’m surprised he can even use a touchscreen without punching a hole through it. Just delete the app once you’ve seen what you needed to see.”

Tsukumo gave you this advice like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Ignoring her digs at Toji’s age, and maybe it was the 3 bottles of sake the both of you had blown through in the last hour, but you were starting to think she might be onto something.

“Mmm, on second thought, might as well keep it on there. Men like Fushiguro are dogs that need to be kept on tight leashes.”

Tsukumo grinned at you with a wink before turning her attention back to the bartender.

You still didn’t know then if you would actually go through with it.

Nevertheless, here you are now at 11:15 PM at night about to pull up on your boyfriend thanks to Tsukumo’s advice to find out once and for all if Toji was cheating on you.

You had dropped Megumi off at his best friend Yuji’s for the night, thanking Yuji’s parents for watching him and feeling guilty for lying to them that you and Toji had a date night.

Almost there.

You are within 2 miles of arriving at the vicinity of where the monitoring app says Toji is.

However, your anxieties were getting the best of you as you drove in near tears.

You turn up your music louder, the booming bass distracting you from how much darker and creepier it gets the further you drive into the wooded area.

Sighing again, you had no idea how this would turn out but you knew the result would determine whether you would be listening to Positions by Ariana Grande or Playing Games by Summer Walker on repeat during the drive back.

☠

Barely a half mile later, you see the engine light of your car flash. The pungent odor of burning oil fills the car as a plume of smoke escapes out from under the hood.

Goddamn it, Toji.

“Y/N, make sure to go get ‘er an oil change while I’m gone. Ya got like 15 good miles left on ‘er.” Toji’s voice rang in your mind.

Well the big lunk he was wrong.

You had driven at least 33 miles so far.

You mentally cussed him again.

Toji was the one who was supposed to change your oil, he used your car more than you did. Only opting to use his own blacked out unplated and unlicensed car for jobs like he was on now.

You wouldn’t have even left the house if it wasn’t for his sketchy cheating headass.

Okay, so you hadn’t exactly confirmed that just yet, but you were pissed and until you confirmed otherwise, right now he was a cheater and everything about this situation was his fault.

Pulling over to the side of the dirt road before you caused further damage to your car, you weighed your options.

Option 1: Call AAA

You had zero bars though.

Fuck.

Option 2: Wait here in the safety of the car until morning.

You would still have zero bars and you might miss Toji, making this whole trip fruitless.

If he beat you home in the morning and found you gone with Megumi at Yuji’s with the sad excuse for a 'date night' lie you gave, you would never hear the end of it.

He would taunt you into oblivion that your silly ass drove all the way up here unto the woods for your car to break down cause you were too busy being a psycho bitch to remember to get an oil change.

Option 3: Walk on foot the rest of the way to Toji.

Really the only viable option you had.

It was a good 12 miles or so back to the highway, you didn’t know how many turns you had made since then and you doubt you could make it back on foot anyway. If you were going to walk a few miles to get service again you might as well walk to where Toji was.

Sure if he wasn’t cheating you would still get ridiculed, but at least you could get a ride home.

And if he was cheating, you would hot wire his car (one of the few useful things he did teach you) and that motherfucker and his whore could find their own way home.

Resolving yourself to walk, you put on Toji's hoodie that fortunately was still in the backseat from him last using your car to go to the gym.

You really should have put more thought into planning this before you left. Besides Toji’s oversized worn hoodie that reached your mid-thighs all you were wearing was a thin white shirt and black spandex shorts.

You didn’t even have sneakers or boots, as you looked down at your fuzzy black slippers you mostly only wore outside to run short errands like dropping off Megumi at preschool or picking up groceries.

Thankfully, you did have a small flashlight in the glove compartment though in case of emergencies like this.

Flashlight in tow, you step outside of your stalled car and immediately suck in a worried breath as the weight of the chilly night settles over you like a heavy cloak.

You only have a mile and a half trek but the dirt road that stretches out before you looks endless as it disappears into the obscurity of the thick shroud of fog surrounding you.

The flashlight doesn’t do much to cut through the intense density of condensation. You had only made it a mere 20 feet from your car but you can just barely make out its faint outline.

Swallowing, you put on your bravest face and fix your gaze forward.

The reflections of your flashlight casts shifty patterns on the mist in your peripheral vision and you do your best to ignore the chill that creeps up your shoulders.

“Fuck you, Toji.”

You mumble half-heartedly, pulling the hood over head.

You didn’t really mean it though. Would-be-cheater or not more than anything you wished he was here with you now.

You were freezing, tired and all you could think about was how warm and safe you would feel in Toji’s arms. Even if you were mad at him.

You pick up the pace, wanting to get to him sooner.

Almost more unnerving than the fog itself, the forest around you is as quiet as a grave.

There are no chirps of crickets, nor hoots of owls.

Not even in the crisp cold of fall does the wind rustle through the trees, everything is silent.

The haunting nature around you seems to hold its breath as if it knows you're an unwelcome intruder who has trespassed too far.

You don’t dare peer into the trees which look taller in the darkness, closing in tightly on the dirt road. They are ghastly silhouettes of their former selves blocking any moonlight to help guide your way.

You shiver as you feel as if you are being watched from a distance.

The only noise you hear is the soft crunching of rocks and leaves beneath your feet with every unsure step you take forward.

You can’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of dread as a stray tear runs down your cheek.

You couldn’t get to Toji soon enough.

Though you still didn’t have any service the GPS updated as much as it could in roaming, you were so close.

As you continue forward a shadow on the path catches your eye in the foggy distance.

Your heart quickens as you inch closer, your anticipation mingling with fear.

Shapes soon begin to take form and the harsh reality dawns upon you.

A pack of wolves.

Their shadowy figures coalesce before you through the fog as they take stock of you.

You start to feel queasy as you see their red-stained muzzles dripping with the blood of their latest kill. The grotesque carcass of a deer practically stripped to the bone lay lifeless under their enormous paws.

Their eyes, fierce and predatory, meet yours with a chilling intensity as the feeble beam of your flashlight washes over them. The deer, although large, you know is not enough to quell hunger from beasts of their size.

With a shaky breath you slowly retreat, not wanting to further agitate their already aggravated predatory senses.

Then you hear it.

From what seems to be the darkest reaches of the night, a sound reverberates from the trees, through the forest and beyond that's unlike anything you've ever heard before.

The howl that tears through the stillness is so chilling you instantly feel the lamentation that carries the weight of centuries of primal power down in the very marrow of your bones.

Even the wolves snap their heads to attention and bow their heads as if the sound announced the presence of a creature much higher on the food chain... something more ancient and malevolent…

...something terrifyingly unhuman.

The body racking shiver you experience is so intense it has you sprinting at full speed before your mind, frozen from fear, can even process you are moving.

You burst through the dense trees, leaving the road as your heart pounds like a drum in your chest and tears stream freely down your cheeks to soak the edge of Toji’s sweatshirt.

The tangled underbrush of the forest whips the soft skin of your legs and the forest itself seems to conspire against you as you navigate the obstacle course of branches, logs and large rocks all seemingly with a mission to slow you down.

You can hear the chilling howls of the wolves you saw on the road call out behind you, giving chase.

The sounds of their footfalls grow closer with every passing second.

Terrifying as they are, they hold no candle against the howl that sent you running and your body continues to propel you forward.

Panic frazzles your senses and you make the tragic error of trying to steal a glance back behind you before directly colliding with a large cedar.

Groaning from the impact you reel as you try to gather yourself, clinging to the tree for support.

You hear a twig snap behind you and you whirl around as you are faced with a largest gray wolf out of the pack who had been chasing you.

The alpha wolf’s teeth glint menacingly as their breath escapes in visible puffs in the frigid night air.

Too late to try to make a run for it again, you whimper as you resign yourself to your fate. You slid down the large tree to bury your face in your knees.

Was this it?

Was this how you died?

You weren’t even able to see Toji after coming all this way.

You also wanted to be able to hug Megumi one last time and maybe knock the daylights out of Tsukumo for her horrible ass idea.

But ultimately this was all your fault.

You could be snuggled up with Gumi on the sofa with snacks watching Anpanman but your dumbass had to go galavanting off into the middle of the woods like a fucking lunatic and now you’re about to be eaten by a wolf.

You could feel the wolf’s overbearing presence as it approached you but you couldn’t bear to look up. You’d rather spend your final moments thinking of Toji and Megumi.

Yet despite your impending doom, your head did snap up once you felt a rough tongue gently lick your ankles and curiously sniff at the ends of Toji's hoodie covering your legs.

The wolf was more than intimidating up close as its giant muzzle was the size of your entire head.

However the wolf regarded you cautiously like it almost recognized you before releasing its own chillingly deep howl and promptly running off.

Wait– T-The hell?!

You sat there at the trunk of the tree trying to process the interaction that just took place but you didn’t have much time to ponder as you heard something else approaching you rapidly.

The sound of snapping twigs and heavy, uneven footfalls don’t seem to be that of a wolf, renewing the sensation of dread through your body.

Your heart races in your chest as the ominous sounds of the being looming evermore closer become more pronounced.

From the shadows emerges a monstrous figure.

The fog doesn’t reach this deep into the forest and the moonlight that peeks between the trees glimmers on its enlarged taut muscles.

Its eyes, red, burn like fiery amber.

Fierce and resolute you can see them pierce through the darkness long before you can make out any features of the creature's face.

What you think upon first glance must be a demonic apparition from your worst nightmares ends up being–

Toji?!

As he steps into a beam of moonlight, the transformation before you is complete.

Toji’s once-human and feet hands have become formidable claws with nails like blades, his face remains mostly unchanged with the exception of his mouth which in his snarl reveals rows of gleaming, razor-sharp teeth.

He is still mostly human in appearance but you can tell he stands taller, nearly 8 feet.

The thicker body hair on his forearms bristles with raw power.

He was completely bare save for the tattered jeans barely hanging on his body that had torn from the sheer size of his enormous muscularity in this form.

Each step he takes towards you makes your heart skip a beat yet you stare transfixed, unable to look away and your tears increase.

Was this terrifying otherworldly apparition the boyfriend you had been searching for?

Time stands still in that haunting moment as Toji’s eyes bore into your soul with a predatory intensity.

His hunger and primal instincts radiates off of him like a palpable force.

“T-T-Toji?”

You cautiously inquire through your quiet sobs.

“Y/N?! What the fuck do you think y’er doing out here?”

Toji snarls back at you. His growl seems to cause the very atmosphere to vibrate and the earth beneath you quakes as your body involuntarily quivered with fear.

Toji thought he must have been losing his goddamn mind when he caught onto your scent earlier but here you were like a lost little lamb to the slaughter before him.

He came out onto the woods to be alone, away from civilization and away from you and Megumi during his monthly transformations.

It was safer that way, for all of you.

You had been fortunate the local wolf pack had acknowledged him as their Alpha and recognized his scent on you.

But there were far worse dangers in the forest besides them.

Toji wouldn’t be able to protect you like he was now.

Not with you needing protection from him too.

Protection from him as not only was it a full moon, it was a harvest moon, a mating moon.

The primal urge to rip you apart was only truncated by the more intense carnal urge to mate with you. Toji wanted to claim you as his and fuck you so hard into the girthy cedar behind you the entire tree would topple over by its roots.

He had wanted to claim you as his mate for a while now.

Even moved you in with him and Megumi as the final step but you couldn’t wait for that, could you?

You had managed to track him somehow all the way out here and throw his whole plan into the shitter.

He could barely control himself in this form as it is and now your scent, blubbering cries and the fucking harvest moon were sending him with full force into a fierce rut.

“T-Toji w-what is this!? W-what’s happened to you!? W-what are you doing out here?!”

Worry saturates your voice as you choke out your questions in rapid fire cries not giving him time to even respond.

Toji fights the predatory instinct in him who sees you as his prey and if your gaze wasn’t so focused on trying to read his face for answers you surely would have noticed him fully bricked near bursting out of his worn jeans.

You looked so appetizing.

He needed you.

However, Toji could tell your nerves were completely shot and the slightest twitch of his muscles toward you had you almost jumping out of your skin like a little bunny rabbit.

“Y-Y/N…”

His voice strained itself into a murmur as he attempted to do his best to lull you into some sort of security so he could explain things calmly to you.

Yet the way he was near salivating, drool dripping from his canines as he panted and towered over you did anything but make you feel secure.

You mistook his lust for bloodthirstiness.

“Just calm down. It’s OK.”

Toji needed you to be calm like he needed you to take steadier breaths if he was going to successfully win the tumultuous war he was fighting against his instincts to pounce on you.

There is an oppressive tension between the two of you and he can tell you are also fighting against your fight or flight reflexes.

Good girl.

It would be disastrous if you did something foolish, no telling what might happen then.

But unfortunately for the both of you, your fits of emotion and impulses are what had your crazy ass out here in the first place.

The pressure had officially gotten to you.

Toji’s lies, your car, the woods, the wolves, everything leading up to this point bubbled over because the last thing you wanted to be told right now was to ‘just calm down’.

You snapped.

“Ok? OK?! OKAY?!...TOJI WHAT THE FUCK ABOUT THIS IS O.K. RIGHT NOW!?”

You were practically hysterical as you yelled at him, momentarily forgetting your fears of Toji’s new form.

The trigger of being told to 'calm down' in a situation where you clearly had every right to feel every fucking emotion you wanted won out over everything else.

“MY CAR BROKE DOWN BECAUSE OF YOU DOING GOD KNOWS WHAT WITH WHOEVER THE FUCK OUT HERE, I LITERALLY WAS JUST CHASED BY WOLVES, ALMOST EATEN, AND Y-YOU… Y-YOU-”

A crackling snap came from above you and you realized Toji’s claws had completely ripped a large chunk out of the tree right above your head.

Your tantrum had in turn pushed him over the edge as well.

His irises flared intensely at you as you quivered under his gaze in fear.

He would have you but first, he would play with you a bit.

Things never happened the easy way with you.

Yet, that’s also exactly the way Toji liked it too. That's why he'd put up with you thus far.

A malevolent smirk dons Toji's features as his simple command issues an unsettling tremor running down into the depths of your being.

“Run.”

P2 HERE!

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A/N: Count on Tsukumo to always given the wrong fuckin’ advice. Lmfao! Or was it the right advice in this case? Hmm we will see what happens next!

Smutty goodness in the next part. This part was just to set the horror mood!

I promise this fic isn't as nearly as long as Ghostface!Choso. It's looking to be about 8k total and I have 3.5k of P2 finished lol.

Reblog if you are both submissive and breedable for Werewolf!Toji, but likes and comments are appreciated all the same!

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gassydumbjocks · 7 months

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Filthy Animals

Shawn sighs trying to focus on his algebra book again to study as he hears all the noise coming from the living of the apartment he shared with his roommate.

He couldn't have any worse luck than living with the most sexist, grossest, filthiest, and DUMBEST guy he've ever met, Jaden was watching the football match with his bunch of good-for-nothing bros again, or apes, like Shawn liked to call them, filling the house with the obnoxious sound of their dumb laughs and bodily functions, Shawn swore he couldn't pass five minutes without hearing (or smelling, even from his room) a belch or fart those ogres would let out, and then giggle like toddlers cuz it was so much fun for them.

"BOOOOOUUUUURRRRRPPP" the jock lets a fat bassy belch out after drinking a whole can of beer "Woooh Broo! Hahaha, that was a fucking BEAST! ah?" He says joking with his slob peers as they all agreed while watching the game or commenting about the breast or butt from the cheerleader girls they were dating on.

It was already enough for him, as he made his way out of his room decided to confront him, he found him on the couch wearing nothing but his nasty underwear and a hand under it as he scratched his balls casually, Shawn grimaced.

"Y'all will never behave?! I can hear your disgusting noises from my room, You animals!" He said, almost red from rage, but Jaden simply letted a goofy laugh with the dumb smile and look he always had, same with his dudes.

"Lil bro, relax a bit, we're bonding as we men should do, you afraid to cut the cheese or what?" he smirked as he lifted one of his legs and pointed right at Shawn, he grunted and before the poor guy could do anything "Protein fart bomb!".

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRRRTTTTTT!!!

The putrid stink of the protein combined with the beer and all that food he and his friends were eating hitted Shawn almost immediatly, making him gag and feeling nauseus, wanting to run to the bathroom and throw up, while Jaden was having a good laugh and fist bumping with his all his bros, some even responding with another fart just to bother Shawn more "Damn i fucking stained my briefs with that one hahaha" Jaden said smiling, and it was no joke as even Shawn could see the brown mark on them, horrifying him.

"Ewwww! STOP YOU BRUTE!" He covered his nose "You are an ANIMAL" he hissed giving him a killer look.

"What is your damn problem?" It was then when Jaden got done with his whines and looked at him "Why dont you fucking relax and start acting like a man? You could even join us if you wanted" He offered, for Shawn's surprise, but the nerd was so mad that he made a disgusted face at the idea of it.

"I wouldn't join a group of slobs without manners who only know how to think with their cocks and fart or belch non-stop like fucking pigs, You are so dumb that you cant even count past 10 or say your own names correctly!" He stated, The jocks made overexaggerated gasping sounds, seeming offended by it, Jaden just stared with a neutral expression, his 'you're dead already' look perforing him deeply. Shawn quite started to fear him once he lost his sudden dose of courage.

"We'll see who ends up being the animal here, lil bro" was all the jock said before focus on the game again, leaving Shawn with a bad feeling running throught his spine as he rushed back to his room.

"Idiot... He just wants to scare me" He said as he seated again in his chair to continue his studying for the rest of the night, A little worried tho, for Shawn he just said the truth, but he didn't know what the immature and stinky athlete could do to him, time after overthinking about it he decided go sleep, unaware of the plan the Jocks at the living were making in that moment.

During the next morning, Shawn woke up around 9 am, so he supposed Jaden would probably be at the gym before his training, he got out his room and walked to kitchen to have some breakfast, but to his surprise he was there, still in his undies as always when he was home , eating some brownies from a plate that was in the table, before smiling at the nerdy guy "Brodaah!, you want some of these? My girlfriend brought me brownies cuz she made some for the annual campus event tomorrow, but i can share" he said, as innocently as he could sound, Shawn narrowed his eyes at him and then at the brownies

"If you farted on them i swear i'll throw them to you" he threatened, Jaden rolled his eyes, grabbing another "Bro, grab some, i didn't put anything nor poisoned them, ya paranoid" He said "I left the white chocolate ones for you, i ate the rest"

The pale guy doubted for a sec, but then he thought that Jaden maybe couldn't even be that smart to think on something to ruin the food, he was the last of his class and his IQ didn't pass over 65.

He slowly extended his arm, and picked up a brownie, he sniffed it before "Smells a bit rare... What did she use to bake them?"

Jaden simply proceeded to shrug "they tasted good to me, just try one bruh! You wont regret" The jock said once again, Shawn looked at it unsure of what to do, after some eternal seconds, he sighed and finally bited the brownie, gulping it down his throat once finished

"Eh... Actually it wasn't so bad-" He got interrupted by a huge growl, coming from his deep gut in his stomach, he held it in pain with a hand, and somehow for some reason he started to feel a bit... Bloated.

"What the hell was in that?!" The nerdy guy looked in horror the taller jock, who just dedicated him an evilish and satisfied grin.

"You'll see, lets just wait it does its effect" He said, Shawn tried to run, but he couldn't move neither "This is bullsh-..SHIOOooOOOUUURRRRPP" a wet then deep and smelly belch made its way out of him out of nowhere, but instead of feeling ashamed, that burp seemed to take all the worry out of him and leaving him on a slacking and relaxed state.

"Cool haha" Jaden approached him, seeing the scrawny boy with a lost look standing there "Now we can start... Where should we... You said we were animals, but what if i tell you you are one too? Man, you even smell worse than me, just sniff your pits!"

Shawn proceed to lift his arm and sniff deeply, he showered daily, but now his armpits immediatly took a fetid and rank odor that could make even the strongest faint.

"And you also said we dont have manners, remember? You dumbass, we both know your fumes are deadly, you love to let it rip bruh hahaha"

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPRRRRRRRTTTTTT!!

That blast made Shawn's pants vibrate at the bass from that fart, with each gas he letted out, his expression seemed more and more relaxed and drool scaped from his lips.

"You forgot you are such a dumb jock" Shawn made a goofy laugh at that as he scratched his butt.

"Such a dumb and gross jock"

"BOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUURRRRRRP" was Shawn's response this time.

"You truly are an animal, dude, so dumb and filthy i cant imagine how you are even able to talk haha"

"Du... Dumb hahaha" A new deep voice came out of his throat, and then he belched again before grinning stupidly.

"Oh and, for the record" he made a pause "I did farted on those brownies, but just yours man, and Bryan could possibly rubbed them in his ass... And Wesley maybe burped on them too, i dunno, just enjoy the extra flavor haha"

Shawn never felt more dizzy or dazed in all his life, not that it mattered now tho, his life now was being a hot dumb and smelly jock, blasting burps and farts as if it was his own breath, it felt good to be dumb, it felt good to act like a man.

#male burp #male farts #iq loss #macho #dumbing down #male tf #alpha man

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imbored1201 · 8 months

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hi! can I request a lionesses x teen reader fic? maybe where r normally hangs around with the younger players like less and tooney but before a big game r gets really nervous and less and tooney get worried about her so go to Lucy to get her to help, cause she’s like the parent

Mama Lucy

Lionesses x Teen Reader

Word count: 1.2k

You knew these two games were important, Olympics-wise and Euro-wise. Sarina had even given you a little talk about how she really needed you to step up under all this pressure.

A lot of the journalists were also questioning whether calling you up was a good idea considering how important the games were and how young you were. The thing was, you had gotten called up before, but now you were being more relied on, and Sarina made that clear in the press conference.

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When you arrived, you were immediately kidnapped by Alessia and Tooney. As always, they tried to catch up with your life and get information about your empty love life.

The beginning of camp was always fun, everyone reunites and catch up on life, some training, Sarina giving you guys speeches, and you started planning pranks.

Now it was different; everyone knew how important the upcoming matches were, so they were training their hardest rather than catching up with their friends.

Seeing how no one was really interacting made you more nervous. There was so much tension, and you were scared you would get yelled at if you did something mischievous.

You tried your hardest to not think like that, but it just got harder and harder. Lucy, however, noticed a change in your attitude. It was obvious to her considering you didn't ask her what room she got like you always did so you could go to her room at night to have a sleeping buddy.

She watched you from afar, not wanting to go up to you and confront you about it. You weren't good at confrontation; it just made you spiral more, and that's something she didn't want to have in the middle of this stressful camp.

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Now you were having a crisis in the locker room while everyone else went to warm up. Alessia and Tooney watched quietly, waiting for you to regain your composure. Usually, when they try to help, they always say something else that sends you into another panic.

They looked at each other, contemplating whether to drag you out to the field since it would probably calm you to be outside instead of being cooped inside a locker room, or if they should just leave you and get Lucy or call Leah.

"Come on," Alessia tried grabbing your hand to lead you out onto the field, but you flinched away from her. She frowned, noticing how your leg was bouncing up and down, how you were sweating, and looked like you were about to be sick.

"You okay?" Ella asked, pressing a hand against your forehead to see if you were sick. "I just need a moment," you finally spoke, hoping they would leave you alone and no one else would come back in.

They looked at each other, having a mental conversation. "Okay, just don't make yourself sick," Ella told you, dragging Alessia out, who was hesitant to leave you, but they also knew you just had to be on your own for a couple of minutes.

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Even after 10 minutes, you still hadn't come out. Ella and Toone had been asked by 6 different people about where you were, but they just said you were having hair issues and refused to have anyone help you.

They decided to go to your mother, Lucy. Lucy was one of your many parents; she was secretly your favorite one. She let you get away with the pranks you did, didn't force you to do your homework half the time, played video games with you, and was your test subject with the stuff that you saw trending on TikTok and had to buy.

"Bronze, your child is nervous," Tooney went up to her during pre-game warmups. Lucy looked confused as she looked around for you.

"Where is she?" "Locker room, probably throwing up because of the nerves." Tooney elbowed Lessi, who nodded.

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You indeed were throwing up; you groaned as you got up, rinsed your mouth, and left the restrooms back to the locker room.

"Fuck," you muttered as you sat down again, about to go straight to Sarina and admit to her that you couldn't do it and you needed to be sent back home. "Language," you looked up at the sound of Lucy's playful tone. "Sorry," she shook her head, sitting down next to you.

"It's fine, as long as Leah doesn't find out," she joked, wrapping her arm around your shoulder, frowning when you flinched away from her touch like you did Alessia.

"What's wrong, kiddo?" She asked, "Nothing." She gave you a look. "Come on, tell Mama Lucy what's wrong." You looked at her weirdly at what she just called herself.

"I shouldn't be here; what if I mess things up?" She shook her head and squeezed you tighter. "Don't say that. You're one of the best youngsters; if Barcelona, the whole WSL, and Lyon are fighting to get you a contract, then they see something special in you, something Sarina sees too."

"But if I mess up, the team will hate me," she shook her head. "Your our kid; we would never hate you; look at Alessia and Tooney; you prank them every chance you get, but they still adore you," you let out a little laugh.

"Speaking of the whole team thing," Lucy brought up. You hated these conversations. "You thinking Barca?" You scoffed, "Don't start; the Arsenal girls cornered me yesterday."

She noticed your hands were still shaking despite you playing around with her again, so she grabbed them. "Okay, fine, don't think about it; go out there and play for you, then think about what team you want to play for, but just know, I have a bedroom waiting for you." You laughed and let Lucy pull you up.

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The game ended up going well; it was your best performance yet, and it was also your first time in the starting lineup, so that's what made it more special. The girls were probably more excited than you about this fact.

"Everyone, listen up!" Millie yelled as Sarina got ready to give her speech. Sarina smiled at you as she dragged you next to her.

"Baby England right here saved our butts today with two assists and a goal. Give this kid a hand, our player of the game!" Everyone cheered and threw towels and their shirts at you, watching you proudly.

Lucy, especially, had a proud grin, pushing everyone and telling them about how you learned all those tricks from her.

"Future Arsenal star!" Lotte yelled; you knew what was about to happen. "You mean Chelsea? She'd look good in blue."

"Yeah, a lighter blue," Chloe chimed in.

You shook your head and sighed, jumping when you felt a hand on your shoulder. "Don't let them pressure you, kid; join whoever you want to join." You smiled at Lucy's words.

"Just not Bayern; I wouldn't be able to handle Georgia's ego anymore if you went to Bayern."

"Actually, Lucy, I talked to Alexia the other day, and she convinced me to go to Barcelona with you and Keira." Lucy stood there for a minute before throwing you over her shoulders and jumping around with you.

"She's joining Barcelona!" She yelled happily, and all the girls except Keira groaned. "Great choice, kid, building up your trophy case early on," she commented, pulling you away from Lucy and pulling you into a hug.

"And the food in Spain is way better," Lucy said before going around to tease everyone.

#woso x reader #woso #woso community #woso fanfics #lucy bronze #alessia russo #ella toone #lucy bronze x reader #lionesses x reader

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iateyourparents · 8 months

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Hi!!! Could you write for Jake or johnnie? For Jake him and the reader are trying food in his car during one of his lives and he keeps spilling stuff and throwing it outside, or for johnnie it could be him singing to the reader during a live and have it be all cute? Thank you!!

late night talking | j.w.

pairing: jake webber x fem!reader

summary: you can’t sleep and jake finds something to do for both of you.

warnings: the restaurant is made up by me, bad writing and grammar(i’m sorry, english isn’t my first language)

an: thank you! i decided to go with jake. hope you like it <33

pictures are from pinterest:)

“Jake?” you asked quietly to check if your boyfriend was asleep.

“Hm?” he mumbled while turning his body so you were face to face.

It was almost two in the morning and you just couldn’t fall asleep, you didn’t feel tired and your mind was giving you many ideas of what you could be doing right now instead of wasting time and just laying there.

“I can’t sleep.” even though Jake couldn’t see you with how dark it was, he just knew you were pouting and just an image of this in his head made him want to coo and hug you.

“Me neither.” he stated and after a moment of comfortable silence he offered “We could go for a drive.”

“Yes please.” not wasting any time you got up from the bed and went to take your hoodie, well Jake’s hoodie. Jake laughed silently but followed your lead. Soon enough you were sitting in his car driving through random streets.

After few minutes you offered “We could go live on instagram.”

Jake looked at you with w smirk “Testing food?”

“Oh my god, yes!” you loved testing food with Jake, it was always funny and somewhat cute.

Jake took his phone and gave it to you, so you could start live on his instagram.

Not even a few seconds after starting, there was already about 700 people.

“Hi guys.” you smiled widely trying to position Jake’s phone on the dashboard “We couldn’t sleep so we decided to entertain you a little.”

“Yeah, we will be trying food from somewhere.” Jake added “You can write in comments where do you think we should go to eat something.”

After few minutes of answering questions and looking through comments you drew Jake’s attention “Oh, Zola said we should try Orlando’s. It’s like a more elegant fast food, in her words.”

“Oh okay.” Jake nodded and you quickly looked for the location of said restaurant on your phone and then you gave it to Jake so he could drive you there. “Oh it’s actually really near.”

You answered some of fans’ questions while Jake drove you to your destination and then he parked near drive-thru so you could have a look on a menu.

“So it’s really late so we won’t take the whole menu but you can write your recommendations if you’ve been here before.” Jake told his viewers while you were looking at the website.

“I really want to try their apple pie.” you stated looking at the photo and then you showed it to the people on live “It looks yummy.”

Few minutes later you had your order in the car and Jake decided to park on a parking area near restaurant so you could start testing.

“What do we start with?” you asked giving him his drink.

“What do you feel like might be good?” he looked at you with a smile and kissed your cheek.

“Hm… This pizza smells good.” you stated and he took pizza box on his laps. He opened it and showed it to viewers.

“Smells good but looks are 4/10.” he decided and you definitely agreed. This pizza didn’t look the best. “Let’s try it.”

And let’s just said, Jake ended up throwing pizza, nuggets, two pies and milkshakes out of the car.

“At least fries were good.” you shrugged hugging Jake’s arm. He kissed your forehead.

“So we definitely don’t recommend this restaurant. If you like it then you have shitty taste, literally.” you both laughed “We will be ending this live in a moment and go to eat something actually edible but thank you for being with us.”

“But no thanks to the person who made us eat this shit.” you joked and Jake giggled.

“See you soon guys.” Jake ended the live and hugged you “Let’s just go home and make cocoa hm?”

“Yes please.” you yawned and buckled yourself after kissing Jake.

Soon you were in your apartment cuddling on the couch with Jake and sipping hot cocoa.

“We kind of wasted night for this shitty food.” Jake pouted placing his head on your shoulder.

“We did, but I could waste all my nights like this with you.” you pecked his lips.

You liked sleepless nights like this.

#jake webber x reader #jake webber #johnnie guilbert #sam and colby #snc #tarayummy #tara yummy #colby brock #sam golbach #jake

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scar-lie · 5 months

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Hellooo~ may I know if you will make a part 2 for your story 'Their First Love'?

Their First Love Pt. 2 [Natasha]

Summary : The talk Natasha has been looking for, to apologize and to finally talk to you

Pairing : Natasha Romanoff x Fem ! Reader

Warningv: Crying

Word Count : 2,876

{THEIR FIRST LOVE PT. 1}

No one has permission to repost my work anywhere, if you see it please let me know

It's been weeks since you two broke up—well, not actually since you two aren't a couple—let's just say “since she busted you,” and it still bothers you.

Did you accept her decision? Yes, and you respect it, but did you move on or stop wondering about things? No, definitely not. The thoughts and questions keep you awake every night and mostly distract you from your work.

You kept asking yourself why she chose him. Am I not enough? Or am I doing too much that drives her away? Is there something wrong with me? Or maybe I did something wrong?

The questions keep coming, but there's only one that's imprinted in your head, and it never leaves your mind since you realize it. It's her hair.

You once asked her, "Why do you keep your hair red? You're a spy; you should be undercover, not seen.” At that time, all she said to me was, “Because I wanted my loved ones to always locate me and remember me in the event that they did forget me or split up with me, as winter always follows autumn.

That's when you realize that you're not hers; Bucky is and will always be the winter that always follows Autumn, and you feel such a fool believing that you could replace or at least be enough to be at Bucky's level in her heart.

But at least you try and come close, or at least you thought, but the thing is, what matters is what makes her happy, and she is happy with him; that is what matters to you, right?

“Hey, hey, earth, to Y/N, are you there? ”You snap out of your thoughts when Jess taps your right check, so you look at her with a confused look.

“What? ....sorry what were you saying? ”You asked, gathering yourself and coughing to cover your embarrassment in front of Jess.

“I said, get back to her.” You frown at her, and she giggles, laying her upper body on the couch back while you're in your swivel chair and big table in your office.

“I don't get it,” you mumble, enough for her to hear, and she shakes her head and rolls her eyes with an amusing smile, then puts her iced coffee down.

“Oh my god, Y/N, you're so easy to read, or at least on my side... You're thinking, and I know it involves ‘Natasha’ so just pick up your phone, dial her number and call her, or text her,” Jess said, throwing you your phone. She's been playing some games. You thankfully catch it because if you didn't, hell, you're going to kill Jess if that happens.

“No, she chose him, Jess, not me, so I’m not going to call or text her like a puppy hot on her tail.” You put your phone in your pocket, standing up, seeing it's already 10 and the wedding will start in an hour, and you can't be late.

“Now shut up, and we need to go because we will be late,” she scoffs, rolling her eyes at you, but reciprocates and follows down the garage, getting in your own car, and so does she, and starts the 40-minute drive to the venue.

On the other side, Natasha has been sulking in her bed for weeks now; she has no energy to do anything, and the only thing that keeps her away from bed is going to the bathroom, bar, or club. Other than that, she's locked up in her room; even Bucky can't even enter.

Since Natasha saw you that day, she can't help but stalk you. When you go to a cafe with her, when you go shopping with her, when you stroll with her, everywhere you go, she's there, getting jealous and feeling regret seeing you with her, and she wishes it was her who's by your side at those moments and not her until she saw you with her at the jewelry shop and decided to approach you or just eavesdrop.

But once she came close, she stopped dead in her tracks. Hearing those words coming out of your mouth, “This is perfect for a wedding band," she quickly turned around and left the mall. You're buying a wedding band with her; were you getting married with her that fast? She questions herself when she locks herself in her room, crying.

And Bucky heard her crying, and since then, he's been worrying about Nat. As much as he wants to help her and be by her side, he knows forcing her to do something or just go against her will be no better for the both of them, so he constantly knocks on her door, asking if she's okay, even asking F.R.I.D.A.Y. about her, leaving food and a note in front of her door.

But today, he had enough, and he knows the only person who can help Natasha, so he's on his way to have a little talk with you.

And when he gets the information that you're on your way to the wedding, he quickly flies off, overspeeding, and goes to a different route to catch up with you, and when he does, he quickly drifts to block your car with his

But you almost hit him if you didn't hit the break quickly. You scoff and get out of the car when you see Bucky getting out of his car.

“Long time, no see, Mr. Barnes,” you sass at him, folding your arm in front of you and letting him approach you.

“You need to come with me,” he's in his stoic expression, and he proceeds to grab your arm, but you back away and swat his hand, and that's when Jess got to you, worried in her eyes.

“Oh my god, hey, watch where you're going; you can't just stop people like that,” Jess shouts at him, but you stop her with your hand when she's going to attack him.

“Get in your car and go to the venue; I’ll be there in a few.” She wanted to argue, but you glared at her, so she nodded.

“Be careful.” With that, she drives off, leaving you and Bucky alone on the side of the road, and thankfully, there's not much of a car passing by.

“What do you need, Barnes? ”You stand tall, seeing him searching for the right word.

“I—you need to come with me; I wanted to show you something,” he said calmly, but you raised your one eyebrow at him.

“And why would I need to come with you? I barely know you; I don't know your intention; you could kill me or something if I come with you.” Bucky sighs, closing his eyes, then looks back at you, and you see the desperation in his eyes.

“If you're that desperate for me to come with you, why not tell me the reason? Cause I have somewhere to be.” Bucky is annoyed, yes, but he stays calm for Natasha's sake.

“It's Nat; she needs you. I know it sounds crazy, but you're the one she wants, the one she loved and still loves. She needs you, Y/N.” You stay motionless and emotionless; you just scoff at him and roll your eyes at him.

“That's funny, Barnes; she doesn't need me; she has you; you're the one she loves, not me; she chose you. Remember? ”You unfold your arms and take a step towards him, and you give him a sarcastic smile.

“You won Barnes; she's all yours, so whatever shit what's happening to the both of you, I don't care, so don't drag me into your shits,” you said, and you turned around to your car so you could arrive at the wedding just in time, but before you could reach your car handle, he took your arm and turned you around.

“She really needs you, ok... Yes, maybe I’m the one she chose before, but that doesn't mean I still have her heart.” Bucky sighs, not wanting to be the one saying this to you, but he guesses he doesn't have any choice.

“Natasha suffers enough; she gets confused when it comes to these feelings, making her go back and choose the things she’s familiar with, meaning getting back to me. She longs for the short times she has before, where our love gets ripped away by the organization we're in, making her choose the wrong decision.” It hurts him to admit that the love of his life doesn't love her anymore, but he knows that seeing her happy in your arms is better than seeing her forcing herself to be happy with him.

“She loves you so much, Y/N. She may have confused her emotions, but her love for you is already carved in her heart.” Then suddenly his phone vibrated, and seeing that it's an emergency mission, he smiled at you and reached for his back pocket.

“She’s you're Y/N; she always had been.” Then he took your hand and put the key in it.

"It's her key…..she really needs you.” He gives you a small, sad smile, then turns around and gets in his car, then drives off.

“You just roll your eyes and get in your car, hooking the key he gave you in the rearview mirror, and drive off.

Natasha sighs and sits up on the bed, realizing that sulking, being lazy, and sleeping with strangers will get her nowhere, so she stands up and takes a shower, leaving the man still sleeping on her bed. He was supposed to leave hours ago, but Natasha doesn't know what happened to her when she let him sleep here on her bed. All she knows is that his hold feels like your arms, or maybe she just thought about it.

Showers were taken longer than they usually are, but she did have a decent shower and change into fresh, comfy clothes, a loose shirt, and sweatpants, putting on a little makeup so her face wasn't as pale as it looked, and that's when she heard a knock on her door, so she groans and goes out of the bathroom, seeing the man in her bed is already awake.

“Go get dressed and get outta here,” she said, emotionless, and another knock again.

“I’m ok, Bucky, you don't have.” She stopped when the person knocked, got in, and looked around until her eyes landed on Natasha and the man who's getting dressed.

And Natasha is shocked to see the one person she least expects to knock on her door and come in, but when she pinches her arm and it hurts, she knows it's real. It's you, standing in your white, above-the-knee-fitted formal dress.

Her heart fluttered, and the butterflies were dancing around her stomach. Her joy was on top of the mountain. She saw you again, and you're the one who came to her.

"Guess, I came here for nothing. Sorry for interrupting. Have a good day.” With that, you quickly shut the door shut, scoffing at yourself, thinking you shouldn't have listened to Bucky.

On the other hand, Natasha was confused, but when she realized what was happening, she quickly looked at the man who's putting his pants on and looked at herself in the mirror, a hickey on her neck and wet hair.

“Shit shit shit,” she cursed and quickly ran behind you to explain.

"Y/N, wait, please, let me explain.” She then took your arm, stopping you and turning you around.

“Explain to me that you're doing fine and fucking other people because you and Bucky didn't work out? Don't worry, I get it. I shouldn't have listened to your ex. Now I have wasted my time. I should probably go so you two can continue and I can catch up to the wedding. Have a good day, okay? ”Natasha was confused, and she didn't catch up with what you said, and whatever was on her mind was only Bucky, listen, continue, and Wedding, ‘Were you marrying her today? ’

“Wait what? No, no, no, wait, hold on,” she said, then again stopped you and blocked your way to the elevator.

"First, what Bucky told you; second, that man meant nothing, I swear; and third, the wedding? At what wedding were you getting married? Now? With her? ”You roll your eyes at her, then the man gets out of her room and walks past you two, and he kisses her on the head, making Natasha cringe and try to pat off the kiss he gave her.

“Last night was amazing; maybe we could go out sometimes.” This makes Natasha feel disgusted, and of course you heard it, so you roll your eyes and go around Natasha.

“Get a room, for god sake,” you say, then stand tall, waiting for the elevator after you press down.

“You're just jealous,” he spat back, and Natasha slapped him hard.

“Trust me, I’m not, and please make sure your dick is properly placed in those pants, and please wear underwear for god sake.” Then Natasha pushed him to the stairs, just to get him out of here.

“Leave now or else,” she said with gritted teeth, motioning her thumb from her left neck to her right, and he gulped, knowing she's capable of killing him without hesitation, and that's when the elevator door opened with a ding.

"Well, nice seeing you.” You enter the elevator, and Natasha quickly stops the elevator door and gets in. She was supposed to drag you out so you two could properly talk, but the door closed before she could walk out with you.

“Ok, ok,” Natasha sighs, and she turns around to look at you, where she finds you looking down on your phone, texting someone.

"Hey,” she tried to get your attention, but you didn't budge, so she took your phone and turned it off.

“What! ”You sigh with annoyance, looking up at her.

“Can you listen to me, please? ”Natasha begs, and you pinch the bridge of your nose and press the open door button, but Natasha unpresses it and stops the elevator, putting it into emergency

“You listen whether you like it or not.” You then press your back against the wall. Not much of a choice, you just stayed silent, your hand inside your pocket.

“Thank you,” Natasha then sighs, getting nervous, and this is not what she imagines getting nervous for the first time.

“Ok, first, I’ll tell the truth. Yes, we had sex last night, and yes, he slept the night in my room, and yes, I’ve slept with a couple strangers the past few days or weeks, but I swear it means nothing.” You then cross your arm in front and look at her in the eyes; that made her feel so small.

“It's a one-night stand, nothing else, and for Bucky, well, he broke up with me. Why? Well, he said that my heart doesn't belong to him anymore; it belongs to someone; that someone's you, and he's right.” Natasha wants to take your hand, but it's hidden, so she rests her right hand on your arm.

“When he left, that's when I realized that I want you, that I love you, that when I’m looking for the future, you're there, you're always on my plan, on my dreams in every single one of them, and I also realized that I was being unfair to you when I just dropped you out and to Bucky when I’m still clinging to my past, where I’m too familiar and afraid to enter something new again, something I’m not familiar with, something I’m not good at, and I’m sorry for that.” tears running down her cheeks while she bites her bottom lips to suppress her subs, then she kneels before you, clinging to your right leg.

“Please forgive me. I-I’m so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you.” Natasha can't help but sob and cry on your thigh.

“Please believe me, I tried to contact you, or... or co-come see you... I tried.” Natasha keeps repeating the same word over and over again.

“Get up,” but Natasha didn't; her knees were weak.

"Romanoff, get the fuck up; you're making yourself look foolish.” You nudge her gently, but she shakes her head.

“Forgive me, please forgive me, please come back.” You sigh and palm your forehead, careful not to ruin your makeup.

“I don't know, Ok, I am moving forward, so, I don't know it, Romanoff, so get up and fix yourself; I need to go and catch up on a wedding.” Then you simply get away from her and pull off the emergency button and help Natasha on her feet, then wipe her tear with your handkerchief, making Natasha lean on your touch.

“I’ll contact you,” you whisper, and then the door opens, so you exit the elevator, go out to take your car, and drive to the venue.

As much as you want to be hard and cold to Natasha, there's always part of you that makes you weaker around her; she always makes your guard down and makes you vulnerable; you feel safe around her, the feeling you've been craving since you were little, and it took every willpower you have to be tough and cold-hearted towards her.

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perseephoneee · 9 months

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Pls write about damon salvatore x y/n going skiing

ski cabin (damon salvatore x f!reader) {ficmas 2023}

꒰ ࿁ ˙ ˖ ໑ happy day 10 of ficmas!

warnings: damon, smut (i censor it so you can skip!): fingering, blood-sharing, unprotected vamp sex

a/n: i tried writing smut. might be a failure. might not. i have no clue. i just work here. also i wrote this while watching the matrix and eating homemade nachos

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Once upon a time, your life resembled a sense of normalcy. And then you met the Salvatores. Vampire brothers who seemed to attract trouble no matter where they went, and somehow, they had clung themselves to your life. You would love to blame Elena for this. Still, truthfully, you also had a fascination with their propensity for idiocracy and probably landed in this situation alone. The situation? Being a target for whatever big bad it was this week.

It was decided that people should split up to minimize their chances of being caught. Unfortunately, you ended up with Damon Salvatore. Damon was the oldest of the Salvatore brothers and the most annoying. He was morally grey, somewhat self-serving, and handsome in a way that should be illegal. Sometimes, you thought he might be fond of you, but then he'd say something sarcastic and mean, and you'd remember why you loathed being around him. Since everyone split up, you and Damon opted to go to one of the nearby mountains, ending up at some ski lodge that some families would use more for vacation than for hiding. It was snowy, and the ice bit your cheeks as the wind tried to push you back aggressively. You sighed in relief when you finally got to the resort lodge and could breathe warm air. Annoyingly, Damon was barely frazzled.

"We should ski," Damon said to you. You brushed your fingers through your hair, trying to get snow out as you glared at him.

"I don't ski."

"Quitters talk," Damon sighed, taking in his surroundings. "Besides, what else is there to do? Besides each other." He whispered that last part to you, that stupid half-smirk on his face. You slapped him in the arm. He was a compulsive flirt at the worst of times. He also loved to ignore you when you expressed disagreement with what he said. So, he rented skis (he had no money, so you guessed compulsion) and forced you to suit up. You tried biting him when he attempted to help you, but you think that only added fuel to his fire. Waddling outside was even worse, as you relied on him most of the time. Looking at the snow-capped hills made fear grip your heart. You wished that the enemy would just kill you already. "Why do you look like you're going to throw up?"

"I don't like this."

"It's fun. We could be brooding in a cabin like my brother, but instead, we're in the great outdoors," Damon laughed. You tried shifting on your skis but felt your knees lock up. "Seriously, what's your problem?"

"I like having control over whether my body is going to eat shit or not."

"You and your control," Damon grumbled. "Y/N, learn to live a little." Shockingly, Damon was weirdly patient with you as he showed you the basics of skiing. He even helped you down the bunny slopes with minimal teasing. He taught you how to pizza, and when you felt yourself start to slip, he'd grab you and hold you upright. It was one of the few times where you weren't sniping at each other the whole time and instead actually having fun. Your body was exhausted when you returned to the lodge, and you were thankful to take off all the warm and heavy gear. Unsurprisingly, Damon immediately got himself a glass of bourbon. You got a hot chocolate and enjoyed picking the whipped cream off with your finger and licking it off. While you enjoyed your dessert, Damon went to find an available room in the lodge. He came back a few minutes later with a devilish smirk on his face.

"I don't like that look," you mumbled, sipping more hot cocoa.

"Guess what, princess? The only room left is a single bed," Damon fell next to you on the couch, throwing his arm around you against your protests. "Guess we'll be sleeping together after all."

"You're ruining my quality hot cocoa time," you hissed, pulling away from his arm. He just laughed, as he never took your threats that seriously. Why should he? You were human. He was a vampire. It was an unfair fight.

You hadn't packed much when you ran, so you just tossed your backpack in the corner of your room when you got there. It was a queen-sized bed, at least, with an ensuite bathroom and winter cabin appeal. There wasn't a couch, just a scratchy-looking chair. You could sleep on the floor.

"You're not sleeping on the floor," Damon said behind you, almost scaring you half to death.

"I didn't say anything."

"I can hear you thinking," Damon muttered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine at his proximity. He went to the lounge on the bed, laying back against the pillows, every bit emulating Adonis with how he wrapped his arms around the back as his face caught the light streaming through the window. Sometimes, you wondered whether Damon's favorite form of torture was just being the object of desire that was unattainable. Yes, he drove you up a wall, but you weren't stupid. He could be loyal when he wanted, and his body alone was sculpted by some vain artist who wished to achieve perfection. You could see his arm muscles, the sunlight dancing across his cheeks, the bridge of his nose, and his lips. His eyes were the color of the sky reflected on the snow, a dangerous blue. Like a wolf just waiting for its prey to slow enough to make its bite. "Admiring the view?" he purred, turning to look at you.

"Admiring a view, not necessarily you." You stepped closer into the room, removing the scarf and jacket around your neck. You kicked off your boots, leaving you in just your sweater and jeans. You pretended not to notice him watching your movements. There was a desk against the wall; you sat at the chair and faced Damon, curling your legs up under you.

"You're scared of me," Damon said, turning back to face the window.

"Am not," you huffed.

"You think I'm gonna bite you?"

"Yes," you answer plainly. Frankly, you had yet to learn where you stood with Damon. Sometimes, he treated you like garbage; other times, you thought he would give up everything to protect you.

"Come here," Damon sat up, moving to the end of the bed. You look at him with confusion. He huffs in frustration, grabbing you and pulling you onto the bed with him. You fall against the pillows with a yelp, glaring at the vampire as he sits back next to you. "I would never hurt you."

"You're not always the nicest," you mumble. "Sometimes I can't tell."

"Y/N, look at me," Damon grabbed your chin, forcing you to face him. "I'm damaged goods, but don't think that I would agree to hide out here with you if I didn't care. I do care. A lot." He brushes a strand of your hair behind your ear, his touch gentler than expected. "The best thing about returning to Mystic Falls was meeting you."

Damon was never a subtle person, and he doesn't try to be one now as he leans down and kisses you. His hand cups your face, tilting your head back so he can deepen the kiss. You let out a sigh of contentment, which just fuels him further. He tasted like bourbon, and you found you enjoyed it.

*smut!!! proceed only if you want to*

Your hand found its way to his hip, fisting the fabric as he moved to be above you. He was assertive but not rough, and it was something you appreciated. His hand dipped under your sweater, feeling its way to your waist and under your breasts. You let out a gasp as he moved his lips to your neck, leaving nips and kisses and, most likely, many marks. Your hand flew up to his hair, gripping the raven locks and causing him to growl.

"You drive me crazy," he mumbled, helping you pull your sweater over your head. He kissed you again, his hand running over the smooth skin of your stomach. He pulled away when you shrank back, hesitant. "You're beautiful, don't worry." He dropped down, kissing over the expanse of your belly, helping you feel more comfortable. He kissed his way up to your bra, for once looking unsure. You gave him a smile as you sat up, reaching behind to unhook your bra and toss it aside. Damon wasted no time planting kisses and licks over, under, and in between your breasts. The moan you let out was embarrassing, but Damon was just encouraged. He came back up to your lips, his fingers still playing with your nipples.

"I see you like my mouth now," Damon whispered.

"I hate you," you kissed his jaw, leaving bites down his neck. It was your turn to smirk when he became the one making noises. Your hands ran under his shirt, feeling the muscles in his shoulders. He sat back to remove it, and you spent a second admiring his figure. The both of you feeling impatient, you pulled off both your pants, so you were left in your underwear. Damon flicked the waistband of your grey panties with a bow in the middle.

"Cute."

"Do you always talk this much?"

"Only to girls I like."

You rolled your eyes, smiling at the boy as his hands ran up your thighs. You pulled him down for a scorching kiss, already addicted to his lips on your own. One of his hands ran between your thighs, lightly touching your clothed center. You hissed into his mouth, and he only smirked.

"Can I remove these?" Damon asked, looking at you. You nodded, shirking them so you were completely bare. You felt so vulnerable and yet comfortable in his presence. You sighed in pleasure when his finger found your clit, circling it with just the right amount of pressure to make you crazy. When he entered you with his fingers, his thumb replacing the gentle motions on your clit, you let out a moan that was almost pornographic. You buried your head in his neck as he pumped his fingers in and out. If his touch was this heavenly, you weren't sure you were capable of learning what else he could do. You moved your hand to his briefs, but he nipped your jaw as a warning. "No touching." He removed his hand, leaving you feeling empty and disappointed. You were about to deliver a sarcastic retort. Still, it died on your tongue as he removed the last piece of clothing, and you were faced with his better-than-average member. Damon grabbed your calves, pulling you farther down the bed and situating himself between your thighs. He kissed you hard, lining himself up before pushing in slowly. The stretch was a lot, but the pleasure overrode it as you felt your head drop back in a moan.

"Fuck," you swore, wrapping yourself around him as he started to move. He fit you in a way you hadn't experienced before, and you weren't sure who you'd become when he left you empty.

"I should've done this sooner," Damon groaned, kissing your neck and shoulder. He let out a hiss of pleasure when your nails scraped across his shoulder blades. He pulled out, sitting back against the headboard and pulling you onto his lap. He helped you sit back down on him before you had time to complain about the temporary emptiness. His hands grabbed your thighs, helping you bounce on him. Both of you moaned, and your head fell back as you fell into a rhythm.

"The sight of you coming apart on my cock, tits bouncing, is the best thing I've seen in my life," Damon smirked, leaning forward and attaching himself to one of your tits. You had no clever retort, nothing to match the sense of euphoria you were experiencing. You noticed the veins under Damon's eyes and used your thumb to brush them gently.

"You can bite," you whisper, eyes widening at the dark overtaking his eyes, but you aren't scared. He didn't go for your neck like you thought; no, he sunk his fangs into the top of your tits. One of his hands gripped your hip, the other reaching between your legs to circle your clit. It was so much pain and pleasure at once that you raced towards a finish you had been nearing for a while. You came with a shout, head falling onto Damon's neck. He came after you, fangs detaching and a growl leaving his lips.

*end of smut*

You separated, falling to rest next to Damon. He pulled you into his side, biting his wrist and touching your lips. You accepted the blood hesitantly, letting it coat your throat before pulling away. He kissed the top of your head, one of the most domestic things you had ever experienced.

"Damon," you whispered, tracing his chest with your fingertip. He looked at you in question. "I would be open to being yours." You see a boyish smile on his face, something that makes him look the age he was turned and not the age he is now.

"I think that can be arranged," he said, kissing you again.

The next day, he took you skiing again, but you kissed at the bottom of the slope this time.

#damon salvatore #damon salvatore x reader #damon salvatore imagine #ian somerhalder #tvdu #tvd #vampire diaries #the vampire diaries #my writing #ficmas 2023 #12 days of ficmas

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O k Meri, I will ask one simple request from you. I've always had a crush on Punz and Foolish so I need them fucking the reader on the beach because (ifykyk) I wish it were me fr...

and i'm married,

...don't tell me wifey

punz and foolish x reader is honestly one of my favorite tropes... sorry this took me so long 😭 ! but anyways here it is!

beach day ~ punz x foolish x afab!reader

nsfw below the cut

cw: sex in a public area , quickie, choking, hair pulling, pet names, threesome, roomates x reader, unprotected sex, creampie, oral (fem and Punz receiving), use of real names (noah for foolish, luke for Punz)

You let out a sigh as you lay back on your towel. It's a mid-July day, and it's 10 a.m., as you all wanted to get out of the house as early as possible. You look up from behind your sunglasses for the hundredth time in the past hour.

You and your two roommates, Luke and Noah, decided to go to the beach, as it was a nice day outside. Currently, they were playing volleyball on the sand in front of you while you were tanning.

But that was the problem. You've always had a bit of a crush on both of them, practically since you met them. But once you all decided to move in together, the problem got worse. They would routinely leave their shirts off around you, wearing only sweats or shorts. You would get flustered every time one of them walked into a room without an article of clothing on. Most times you complained about it, however, they would make a snide or teasing remark about how you "can't handle their bodies". And the most annoying part about it was that they were right.

You can't help but stare as the men in front of you skillfully hit the ball back and forth, watching their toned torsos flex with every raise of an arm.

You groan to yourself in frustration, rubbing your thighs together subconsciously. This was the beach, how could you complain to them about not wearing a shirt? You yourself were wearing a black thong-styled bikini that barely covered anything (and although you may not admit it, you put it on to impress them).

It was all useless though, you thought. They were your best friends. There's no way either of them would ever be romantically interested in you, no matter how many jokes they may make.

After a few more minutes of watching them play, you got restless and decided to join them.

You throw off your sunglasses as you stand up from your towel, grinning and running over to them.

"Hey guys! You should let me play!" you say excitedly as you approach them, trying to control your eyes from drifting over their torsos.

"Okay, then. Me and you against Luke!" Noah says with a grin

"Fine, then. I'll beat your asses." Luke replied with a smirk.

He sets the ball and you all start a game.

Around thirty minutes later and you and Noah had won the game by three points.

"It was unfair! C'mon, two against one!" Luke complains as he plops down on his beach towel.

You and Noah just laugh at him as he pouts, staring up at you.

"Hey, I think I forgot the cooler in the Jeep, can you two come help me?" You ask as you realize the missing item.

They both immediately jump up from their seats to help, and you inwardly blush at how eager they are to assist you.

You approach your brand-new Jeep Grand Cherokee 4xe, which had three rows of seats total, to accommodate everyone's needs. The row of seats in the back were pushed down to make more space for storage, with the cooler settled on top. You open the back to grab the cooler, but before you get the chance, Luke is stepping behind you to grab it himself. You shiver as his chest presses up against your shoulder blades. Noah reaches over to help Luke lift the cooler, and you are suddenly very aware of you lack of clothing.

They set down the cooler on the sand next to the Jeep, but Luke made no effort to move from behind you, and Noah seemed to move even closer towards the two of you.

Confused, you twirl around only to come face to face with Luke, his lips only inches from yours. At this point, his hands are on either side of your hips, caging you in so you're forced to look up at him.

He leans his head near you ear and whispers,

"I felt you shiver, darling. Do I affect you that much?"

You let out a small gasp and rub your thighs together, which he notices. He lets out a chuckle. Luke leans down and begins to kiss and suck at your neck, and you let out a needy moan.

Noah leans over and grabs your chin in his hand, tilting your head up.

"We saw you staring at us earlier, baby. How long have you been feeling like this, hmm?" He says while looking into your eyes.

You let out a whimper, and he tightens his grip on your face.

"Use your words."

"Mon- ahh- months." You moan as Luke sucks on your sweet spot.

Noah just smiles and whispers in your ear.

"How about you let us take care of you, baby?"

You frantically nod, and Luke stands straight to admires his work, which is now showing as dark bruises on your neck and collarbone.

Your pupils are blown out, you look so pretty for them, staring up at the two of them in only your bathing suit.

"Fuck," Noah groans as he leans down and his lips collide with yours. You moan into the kiss and his hand moves from your jaw to your throat, choking you gently but firmly as a whine escapes you.

Luke taps Noah on the shoulder and he pulls away. They share a knowing look and Luke steps ahead to grab you by the waist.

"Wait, what are you-" you begin to say, but it's too late. He lifts you up into the back of the car and lays you down on the spacious area created by the seats that are put down.

You can't help but notice how surprisingly large the area is, but that thought is quickly taken over by the two men climbing in behind you and shutting the back gate to the Jeep.

They proceed to lay on either side of you, and you didn't know which way to face. But you felt Luke's arms place firmly on your waist, guiding you to lay on your back.

You complied, and Luke slowly crawled in between your legs, spreading them apart.

"Are you sure you're okay with this, sweetheart?" He asks, lust in his eyes.

You nod and whimper out a small 'please'. Noah chuckles at this, leaning in and connecting his lips with yours again. After a few seconds, he pulls away, and he can feel that you're more relaxed. He moves to sit behind you so your head is resting on his chest.

"Let Luke take care of you, okay?" He says to you.

"Please, Luke. Need it s'bad." You beg, staring down at him between your legs.

He smiles up at you slowly takes off the bottom half of your bikini, leaving you exposed to him. You shudder as he blows on your pussy, leaning your head back so that you're facing Foolish.

You can barely comprehend the position you're in at the moment. The two men you've slowly fallen for over the last year or so you've known each other, all over your body.

An unholy moan leaves your mouth as Punz licks a line from your leaking hole to your clit, finally giving you what you've been craving.

"Fuck. L-Luke, please." You mewl out his name as the other man leaves bite marks all over your jaw and neck.

Luke attacks your pussy with his mouth like he hasn't eaten for years. Foolish, meanwhile, has your nipples in between his fingers, pinching, squeezing, and rolling them until you're a mess for the two of them.

The man in between your legs slides two fingers into your needy hole, stretching you out on them. You buck your hips , but foolish wraps his arms around you, holding you down.

"Sh-shit.. feels so good..." You moan out as he continues to pump in and out of your cunt.

You slowly begin to inch closer to the edge, the heat in your core becoming more evident.

"Such a good girl for us, hmm, doll?" Noah says, and you whine, clenching around Luke's fingers. He slips them out of you, and you begin to protest at the loss of contact, but you fall silent as soon as you see him share a look with the brunette man.

"Is it okay if Noah takes you first, baby?

You nod your head once again, already too fucked out to think of words.

They reposition themselves (which proves to be kind of difficult, considering you are in the SUV still). This time, Luke sits behind you.

"On all fours. Now." Punz says to you.

You comply, and soon you're face to face with his crotch, your ass up for Foolish.

Luke taps your cheek, a sign for you to open your mouth. As you obey him, he slips his cock out of his swim shorts.

"Fuck, baby." Noah groans as he slides his member in between your folds, teasing you.

You moan out, but Luke grips your hair, reminding you to pay attention to him.

Wrapping a hand around him, you slowly pump his length, precum dripping from the tip.

You open your mouth and let him guide you, taking him in until it hits the back of your throat, making you tear up.

"Shit, babe, just like that." Punz moans as he roughly fucks into your throat. At the same time, Foolish finally slips into you, inching himself in.

You moan and grip at Luke's thighs as Noah bottoms out and begins to pump into you. Getting fucked by both men, your brain was barely functioning.

"Such a good girl for us, huh? Such a slut." Noah groans out, and you clench around him at his words.

Luke thrusts into your throat, making you gag, and tears spill down your face.

"Fuck, baby, I'm gonna come." He says as he grips your hair even harder.

Your eyes roll back as he spills his load down your throat, swallowing it all. As he removes himself, he keeps a grip on your hair, forcing you to look up at him.

"I'm almost there, sweetheart. Be a good girl and cum with me, okay?" Noah says as he reaches down to rub circles on your clit.

His words push you over the edge, crying out as he fills you with his seed. Noah continues pounding into you until your highs are over.

As he pulls out of you, you collapse into Luke's arms. The blonde reaches down to kiss you as Noah pushes his cum back into your soaking cunt.

"Fuck," you breathe out. "We should come to the beach more often."

They help you put your swimsuit back on, and you all head to the showers to get cleaned off.

The cooler was forgotten.

okay this actually sucks but i needed to get this fic done 😭😭 THANKS FOR WAITING, MY LOVE

#mcyt x reader #dsmp smut #mcyt smut #smut #punz smut #foolish x reader #foolish smut #foolish gamers smut #punz imagine

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b3llawr1tes · 3 months

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THE HEIGHT OF SUMMER matt sturniolo.

summary : you meet a boy at a party under not very nice circumstances. ! angelina's character is you, i hate the y/n thing. imagine you're her !

disclaimer : no nsfw content, just some fluff, alcohol & drug use (not heavy), smoking, swearing, everyone is over 18

— PART ONE

it was a very hot summer evening in california. today i went to the beach with some of my friends. just hung out then came back home. i’ve always loved the beach. the sound of the ocean and the waves always made my mind calm down. i’ve been living alone for a year now and honestly, it wasn’t at all what i was expecting. i was doing great.

i had troubles with depression and addiction ever since i was young, but somehow it got better now. and my bad mental health wasn’t because of my parents, don’t get me wrong. and not because of my siblings either. i love them all very much. i’m beyond grateful for everything they’ve done for me.

but enough about my past. i got back from the beach around 7 pm and i was waiting for my friend natalie to come over. we had a party we were invited to, lucas, one of our friends decided to throw a huge back to summer party, as garduates. i was so excited.

i took a shower, i walked up to the bathroom’s sink where my phone lit up, revealing a text message from natalie, by bestest of by best friends.

natalie

hey girl are you ready for this??

i looked at the message and chuckled. nat could always make me smile no matter the circumstances. she was always so hype, i became excited too.

yesss!! when u coming?

natalie

be there in 10 put on some music xx

i closed my phone and got dressed. i was already blasting my music from the big speaker in my living room i bought when i was 16. back then i felt like i was the coolest and honestly i was. and i still am. i was listening to some 2000’s girl music like britney spears, nelly furtado, rihanna etc., one of my favorite types of music.

i sang along to the lyrics while i chose my outfit for the night which consisted of a pair of baggy jeans, a brown belt i got from my dad and just a basic black shirt. my makeup wasn’t anything worth mentioning, but i felt good about myself in it and that’s what matters.

natalie arrived, i greeted her with a big smile, showing off my outfit before she did too. we took a few shots, talked about some random things, then i got my shit together and we were ready to go. natalie texted jake, one of our friends, who was supposed to pick us up, that we were ready and in less than 10 minutes we were blasting music in the car, with him, feeling the party spirit.

“are you girls ready for this? whoooo!” jake yelled and we both yelled back a ‘yes’.

i looked outside the window when a slowed song started playing, looking at the flashing lights, all the people we were passing by, thinking about how beautiful life is when you have people you can have fun with. and how excited i was to meet so many new people tonight. we were just a few minutes late, and when we got there we all got out of the car which was parked perfectly between two others.

“this is sooo fun. do you have a cigarette jake?” nat asked. i just laughed while the blonde haired boy handed her one.

we walked up to the house, and there were people already passed out on the front garden, some still drinking. thank god we weren’t surrounded by so many neighbours. when we got to the door, jake opened it and my eyes widened. there were people everywhere. mostly in the living room on the so-called ‘dance floor’ dancing to some 2010’s music.

now this is a party.

“this is fucking insane. let me find drew.” jake said then walked to the back and out to the backyard.

“i think he likes you.” i said to nat, trying really hard not to yell so loud, but that was nearly impossible.

“what? no he doesn’t.” said the girl.

“i saw the way he looked at you. you should make a move.” i said.

“nah, you’re delusional, but thanks. let’s find the alcohol shall we?” natalie asked and grabbed my hand, leading me towards the kitchen.

louder music filled my ears as we found the place we were looking for, many bottles of many things in front of our eyes. to be honest i wasn’t the biggest drinker, only occasionally like this time. only when there was a party going on. so i let my friend choose whatever she wanted to drink.

she wanted to take shots.

so we took a few more shots before going to the living room. one of our favorite songs started playing.

“oh my god this is our song you hear that?” i yelled to my friend who looked at me with the biggest smile i’ve ever seen jumping up and down in excitement.

“yes, let’s dance!” she said.

so we did. we danced our heart out to be honest, i danced until my feet couldn’t handle it anymore, drinking whatever nat was drinking, feeling like this night will last forever. i went outside to have some fresh air fill my lungs, while natalie went to find jake who was smoking somewhere in the backyard.

i took a deep breath and let the air fill my lungs. i opened my eyes and realized i couldn’t really stand on my feet anymore. i could still feel the alcohol in my system but not as much as i did an hour ago. thankfully. i tried sitting down on one of the chairs out there, but my legs said no so i almost fell backwards, into the house through the big glass door.

“woah! you good?” someone asked from behind me, balancing me back on to my feet before i could fall.

“yeah thanks.” i said, sitting down, finally, with the help of this someone.

i brushed my hair out of my face, and looked up at the person.

“are you really drunk?” he asked, before i could even process his presence.

“a bit. i was just dancing for so long my legs gave up on me.” i said, laughing. he did too.

i tried focusing my eyes on him. he had brown hair, kind of falling in front of his face a little bit. fluffy. good. he also had blue eyes, and what i liked about them is they looked tired. so hot. he also had a sculpture-like face, his jawline sharp. he had a beautiful smile, i felt lucky i could see it.

“that’s cool. are you alone?” he asked.

“why you wanna kidnap me?” i asked back.

“no, no no no, sorry that came out wrong. i just don’t want you to get lost or hurt you know?”

that’s cute. but i just couldn’t take my eyes off his tattoo’s covering one of his arms.

“yeah, thanks. i’m with two of my friends. i also know quite a few people in there.” i said, pointing inside with my head.

“okay.”

“who are you here with?” i asked.

“my brothers.”

“i love that. well, have fun mysterious guy, maybe fate will bring us back together. i’m going to find my friend. have a nice night!” i said, standing back up, going inside.

“try not to fall next time!” he yelled after me, and i smiled to myself.

that was what you call a meet-cute? i have no idea, i just wanted to find natalie. i found her talking to jake in one of the living room’s corner. i went up to them.

“what you got there?” i asked them looking at their cups.

“straight up vodka girly, you want some?” the black haired girl asked, handing me the alcohol.

the cup was almost full, so i decided to down it. i thought ‘when if not now? also we only live once don’t we?’ so i just handed the empty cup back to her with a big smile on my face trying to hide the fact that vodka by itself tastes terrible.

“i just met the hottest boy outside. you won’t believe it.” i yelled.

“what? really? who is he?” my friend asked.

“i don’t know. mystery guy. couldn’t ask for his name.”

before nat could speak up, jake did.

“then snort this and you’ll basically see him everywhere.”

i thought for a second. i knew it was cocaine. have i done it before? yes. twice. once i didn’t want to, once i did. one time it was good, one time it wasn’t. but it was a back to summer party, everyone’s only goal was to get drunk and high. and who was i to decline that? plus nat always tries to include herself so that i wasn’t alone in all these.

so we both did a line.

i inhaled, then exhaled. i grabbed my girlfriend’s hand and pulled her onto the dance floor. my legs felt sore, but not too sore to the point where i couldn’t dance. i could always dance. so we did. for another hour. i felt the drug hit me, bright lights everywhere. the music filled my whole body. i was loudly singing the lyrics. it felt like what i imagine heaven to feel like.

then i opened my eyes and didn’t know here i was.

i knew i was still at the party, but i was outside. the last thing i could remember was me and nat walking out of the house into the front yard, but now i was alone. i tried calling her phone. no answer. i felt horrible. i think was even standing next to my own puke. i tried calling jake. no answer. what the fuck? where are they?

then i turned around to see three people walk out of the house. one of them i could recognize as the mysterious boy i talked to ouside earlier. but then… i could recognize all of them. all of them looked like that one guy. wait. what? i thought i was hallucinating thanks to the drug i took before, but no. i wasn’t.

“do you guys seriously look the same?” i asked, walking up to them.

“yeah?” the one in the middle asked with a focused look on his face.

“that’s crazyyyy.” i added.

“oh hey, you’re the girl who was dancing until her legs gave up right?” the guy i “knew” asked.

“yeah, yeah.”

“you know her matt?” the third oy asked.

“oh yeah we met earlier what’s up?” matt asked.

“my friends ditched me. i don’t know where they are they aren’t picking up the phone and i’m panicking a little bit.” i said the truth.

“hey it’s okay. maybe we can give you a ride home. you live far?” asked matt again.

“not really. i would really appreciate that if i’m not asking too much.” i just wanted to go home at this point.

matt looked at his brothers. both of them nodded and started walking towards where the cars were parked. i stayed behind with matt.

“so matt is your name.” i said.

“yep.”

“is this fate then?” i asked, looking at him with a smile.

“i guess so.” he chuckled, unlocking the car.

i don’t even know why, but even that simple action, the way he did it was attractive.

i opened the car’s door and got in, closing it behind me. matt was the one driving. wait. am i getting into a car with someone who just drank alcohol?

“are you sober matt?”

“yes. i don’t drink alcohol. nice you even thought about that.” he said.

“sorry, yeah, just making sure.”

the boy with the longest hair sat in front of me, next to me the third brother. triplets. that’s cool. the guy in front was talking to matt, while next to me, the boy was on his phone, not paying attention. i wasn’t either. i was really tired.

i was looking outside the window. watching the lights pass by, as well as the people, and all the shops. i tried thinking about something that won’t put me into sleep, i mean they didn’t even knew where i lived.

but i guess i failed because i woke up in a room i didn’t even recognize. at all.

. . .

thank you guys so much for reading the first part of my

matt story! i hope you like it! it would mean the world to

me if even just one person liked it! i hope i can continue

with this soon, until then don’t forget to be happy and be

kind! love you all <3

#the sturniolo triplets #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo #matt stuniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #fanfic #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity

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willyoubemycherryy · 7 months

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❥𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑎 𝑜𝑓 𝐽𝑜𝑒 𝑅𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑧’𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑙 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑔𝑓．．．٩(◕‿◕｡)۶𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒔!

Warnings: innocent victimless pranks😇, disturbing his peace, some suggestive lines here and there, she’s a headache but one he loveeees getting folks😂💕

“𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒛𝒚, 𝒊 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒊 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐...𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒚...”

._(✿ ❤︎︎‿❤︎︎)(っ˘з(˘⌣˘ )(≧◡≦) ♡( ´ ▽ ` ).｡ｏ♡•..~

Its been about a week ago since Joe had attacked your poor cheek and persons with his cutesy bullying….

And you’ve been making good on your vow to get him back.

By inconveniencing him in every way you could.

Letting your intrusive thoughts win every time, It had gotten so bad that even the boys on the team knew about it.

Shorty especially got a kick out of it.

Like that time when Joe came to practice with red lips all over the ass of his shorts, kissed personally by yours truly.

“That color’s workin for you Rantz!”, he teases as some of others whistle when they catch on. Joe, however, is confused.

“What are you talkin’ about?”

The very mature answer he gets, comes in the form of various obnoxious kissing sounds.

They’re on their way to the boat when he catches one of his coaches try and fail to hide their smirk before he notices his reflection out the corner of his eye in the water. Breath catching in his throat, he’s flushing the same shade of red when sees it.

The deep red, lip-shaped stains all over the seat of his shorts. He had so many questions but none of them about who left them.

He had some clues as to why but not how. Unfortunately, that was only the beginning.

From leaving marks on his persons without him catching on, getting him riled up then leaving, pinching his butt and messing with him by insisting you didn’t know what he was talking about when he called you on it; to spraying the inside of his backpack with your perfume and watching him freeze in class the next day when he opens it and your scent, along with a few choice memories tied to it, hit him in the face. Looking away quickly when he snaps his head up at you.

And you deserved an award for how well you’d play good girl. Wiping the smirk off your face with record speed, assuming the look of utmost innocence before looking up at him through your lashes. Pouting, “why I’d never, honest.”

To prove that you definitely would, Joe decided to test you. Doing everything you like in a day and seeing if you’d tease and flit away or jump him like you usually did.

You were both out in the water after the sun had gone down and you were sitting in his lap while he tried to “teach” you how to row.

Blanks weren’t the only thing about to get filled.

Until, you push away from his wandering hands and lips to sit as far as you can.

Pinching your lips in as you smile, “well look at the time. Guess we should be heading back now..” and that’s when he gets it.

“You’re still mad huh? That’s why you’ve been actin’ up so much.” Of course you let him off the hook. It was so you could get him back.

Then since the jig is up…

“Duh I’m still mad! You laughed at me for like 10 minutes straight! You…you bullied me,” dropping your voice at that last line, so he can hear the pout.

Smiling, Joe shakes his head with a huff amusement. There’s his dramatic girl. Making sure the oars are secure, he reaches across and pulls you back into him.

“Alright sweets. I shouldn’t have laughed like that. That wasn’t very nice of me, to you, who’s never bothered me.” You definitely have bothered him and on multiple occasions but he’s being sweet and a little sarcastic which is your weakness. You’re just too fond of him. Breaking into a grin, you giggle prettily. Making his heart swell in adoration as he looks at you.

“Forgive me?” Obviously. You throw your arms around his neck, nodding happily.

The war was officially over.

“Good. Now, was the lunchbox with ‘from your big sexy girlfriend who wears the pants in the relationship’ written on top of it necessary?” Ahh yes. You may have went a drop overboard.

But if it’s one thing you are: it’s shameless and unrepentant. Blushing, you nod again.

“Absolutely necessary”.

Pecking his full lips and pulling away with a wink.

Cheeky. What was he going to do with you?

Grabbing the oars with you snuggled happily in his lap, Joe starts to row you two back. Feeling content that out of everyone you could have been “inconveniencing” with the loveliness of your presence, you chose him.

It’s that thought with the feel of you cuddled all over him that has him grinning ear to ear all the way back.

♡︎ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ, ᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴏʟʟᴀʀ😌

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Can you write the DMC boys with the reader having a date night by flying around the city with their devil trigger forms?

Just got inspiration from the scene in Across the Spiderverse where Miles and Gwen swing around the city catching up with each other : https://youtu.be/PPHxyyubleg?si=up2SBl2bQNFrqkfm

Maybe they got bored then the reader decide “Hey why don’t we fly around the city at night?” but the boys just laughed, stating that she can’t fly ( that is before knowing she can devil trigger and she is a devil herself ) so she’s like….

Reader: Bet you didn’t know I can do this *cue jumping off the roof of the shop*

They obviously panic as they try to look down from upon, hoping she does not flat out die just to find out she’s standing stick to the wall of the building while in her Devil Trigger

Reader: You wanna come with me, handsome?

And that lead to a whole date night scenario and them perching on the side of a building, hanging upside down talking about each other’s commotion, what’s been weighing them down recently and overall heartfelt conversations to vent their feelings out

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P/S: If u don’t mind, the Reader’s devil trigger is similar to Sirene from Devilman because I can’t get enough of her design

Ok, here you go!

Sparda boys + V x Reader DT!Date headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-You and Dante were just hanging out in the city, walking around, seeing the sights and climbing on old buildings for no particular reason.

-It was fun, for a time, but you guys got bored pretty soon, and as you sat around wondering what you should do, an idea popped into your head.

-"Let's fly around for a while," You told him; Dante simply laughed. "You can't fly," He replied, still chuckling. "You're no devil."

-Snickering, you decided to prove him wrong by diving off the building you guys were sitting atop, laughing and whooping wildly.

-Dante was beyond surprised to see you do something so recklessly, and thinking you expected him to catch you, Triggered immediately and looked over the edge, thinking it might already be too late.

-Thank God, you were alright, hovering just a few inches away from the side of the building. Giggling, you held out your hand, which he took, his fears now evaporating.

-You guys flew around the city for a while, joking, teasing, playfully fighting and laughing the entire time. 10/10, he would do it again.

■ Vergil ■

-You and Vergil were just walking around, wandering the rock countryside aimlessly.

-Then you had the bright idea to suddenly launch yourself off of one of the nearby cliffs, a huge grin on your face the entire time.

-Vergil mentally panicked and Triggered immediately, wondering just what the hell would possess you to do such a thing.

-To his surprise, you were perfectly fine! You'd Triggered and were now flying around in circles, whooping and laughing. You caught sight of him staring at you like you were a ghost and brightly offered your hand out to him. "Come on, handsome!"

-Vergil took a minute to let his heart rate go back down, then let out a little half cough half chuckle. "Alright then." He mumbled, Triggering as well and hurrying to join you.

-You guys flew around for a bit before settling on an even higher cliff to talk, venting out your stress to one another and generally chatting about your lives.

-It was a rare moment of peace that Vergil rarely gets to experience with you. He wishes he could spend more nights like these with you.

□ Nero □

-You and Nero were goofing around in the city, playing a game of high stakes tag where you leaped from building to building.

-It was upon one of thse buildings where you began to grow rather bored, so you decided to spice up life by throwing yourself off the roof.

-Nero wasn't sure what the saw was real for a minute, thinking he just imagined that. A second or two passed before he realized that you really had done that--you did just jump off a building, presumably to your death.

-Nero's pseudo devil trigger activated immediately, and he rocketed after you, only to find you alive and well, floating around, waiting for him, it seemed.

-He was overwhelmed with this new information, discovering his girlfriend was a demon was truly jarring, so was learning she could fly.

-Of course he had to go with you once you offered your hand to him, because come on, who wouldn't?

-You and Nero had the time of your lives flying around and chatting amongst yourselves. It was an experience like no other, one Nero wishes to repeat sometime.

● V ●

-You and V happened to be sitting together atop a tall precipice, not really doing much of anything.

-You were in the middle of wondering what you should do, when an idea hit you. You would reveal the truth about yourself right now.

-Without a word, you tossed yourself off the cliff, presumably falling to your death. V let out a tiny little squeak of fear upon seeing you do this, and immediately had Griffon fly him out to see what became of you.

-Thankfully, you were alive, just flying around, waiting for him to join you. This was extremely frightening for V; he didn't expect to discover his girlfriend was a winged demon today, but here he was.

-Ah well, appearances don't matter to V, (Griffon begs to differ) so he readily joined you.

-You guys had a lot of fun soaring through the skies together and would have readily spent the whole night doing that, but Griffon got tired, forcing you guys to find a place to land.

-There, you guys chatted about your lives, kissed, hugged, cuddled, and watched the stars like the lovebirds you were. How adorable.

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paintingwhiteceilings · 1 year

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❃EXO as roommates❃

a/n: I know most people are here for the svt posts but it’s been a while since I have done an exo one. I literally just pre-ordered D.O.’s albums; I am already delusional as is without getting new do kyungsoo content :’)

Anyway, bc of having lived in a studio apartment complex, I well aware that nothing breaks or makes living in student housing more than roommates. CURSE YOU BONGO DUDE I AM STILL NOT OVER YOU WAKING ME UP AT MIDNIGHT WITH YOUR LACK OF RHYTHM.

Xiumin/Minseok: 7/10

✾ He would nag the entire time that the house is not clean enough and that you left your shit lying around. Whoever said that student housing tends to be messy has not met Xiumin.

✾ He has been cleaning ever since he moved in and will not stop until he has moved out. Xiumin will scold you when you try to help him out as you are ‘not cleaning right’, whatever that means. Fortunately, that means he will rarely ask you to help him with the chores so you still get to enjoy a clean house without having to put the effort in.

✾ Honestly, his healthy lifestyle choices kind of motivate you to do better. He will definitely take you with him to the gym when you let it drop that you might be interested in getting in shape. Free gym coach, basically.

✾ He organizes roommate days weekly where the two of you spend planned time together because he believes that roommates should become/be friends.

Suho/Junmyeon: 9/10

✾ He will adopt you as one of his children. The moment you step foot in your shared housing, he has accepted that he has yet another child to take care of and no, you can’t convince him otherwise.

✾ He takes care of you and makes you feel right at home; he is the definition of the mom friend. Are you having trouble making new friends? He will introduce you to his. Have you been too busy studying and forgotten to eat? He will drop by the grocery store.

✾ The only downside to roommate Suho is that he can be overbearing and slightly judgy. You will hear “I am not mad, just disappointed” a lot when you, for instance, decide to go to out with your friends during finals. Apparently, that is irresponsible.

✾ Did you really move out of your parent’s home, or did you just replace your parents with Suho?

Baekhyun: -10000/10

✾ He drives you absolutely insane and makes you regret moving in with him. Nobody is safe from his teasing and antics and you are stuck with it until the lease is up.

✾ He convinces you to divide the chores through games that he somehow always ends up winning. He has not done any chores since he moved in and he somehow keeps convincing you that this is the fairest way to determine who has to do the dishes.

✾ Boundaries, what boundaries? Locked doors will not keep him out. He will definitely throw himself on your bed telling you all about the drama of people you do not know when you are trying to study for an important test in the quiet solitude of your room. If you’re home, he will not leave you alone.

✾ Always spontaneously invites people over and forgets to text you about it. At this point, all his friends have seen you in your comfy but definitely not fashionable clothes.

Chen/Jongdae: -1000000000000/10

✾ He. Is. So. Loud.

✾ The walls are way too thin to live with him. You can always hear him before you even see him. The type to wake you up in the middle of the night or early in the morning because he has no awareness of how loud he truly is.

✾ It wouldn’t even be such a problem, but bro never shuts up either. If he is not talking, he is constantly singing or humming. Chen truly doesn't have an off button.

✾ Add to the loudness problem that Chen is a morning person. He is so chirpy in the morning, singing a song on top of his lungs whilst he eats his breakfast. I wouldn’t even be surprised if he is the type to try and have full on conversations with you minutes after you’ve woken up, getting offended when your replies are curt.

✾ You had to ban game nights because he gets too competitive, whining so incredibly loudly every time he loses. One time the neighbours filed a noise complaint and he still maintains he wasn’t that loud.

Chanyeol: 8/10

✾ A really fun person to live with if you like a very present roommate. He will constantly ask you to hang out and play games or watch movies because he can’t be alone for five minutes. However, compared to Baekyhun, his energy is a lot more chill.

✾ He will spend a lot of money on random geeky stuff, filling up the entire shared apartment with figurines, posters and that one Halloween costume that definitely was way too expensive. I can see him being the type to have a hallway full of boxes of stuff he ordered online. He has no idea of what actually is in them because he ordered it impulsively so long ago.

✾ Despite you living in student housing, he will make sure the interior looks stunning. He cares way too much about everything matching and will not allow you to place anything in the house without discussing it with him first. You can’t really be mad at it because your place looks like an Ikea showroom.

✾ Docking points because he will be either playing music or games at night. Trust me, nothing is worse than having someone practice their instrument when you are trying to sleep (Curse you bongo dude). All you can hear is him practising the same guitar riffs over and over again.

D.O./Kyungsoo: 6.5/10

✾ Listen, his cooking is amazing, it would make being his roommate worthwhile. He will always make enough food for the both of you, and if you do not dine together, he will leave his leftovers for you in the fridge to try. He genuinely enjoys cooking for others and is happy to try out new recipes on you.

✾ That being said, living with him is more like calmly co-existing in the same space. He will only talk to you when absolutely necessary and it takes him a long while to really open up to you (if he does at all).

✾ He respects your personal space and wants you to respect his, meaning he won’t go out of his way to spend time together. Being roommates does not automatically mean that you have to be/are friends in his book. If you click, that’s neat, but don’t expect him to invite you over for game nights for the first few months.

✾ He is definitely the passive-aggressive roommate that sends you a text over the smallest of things. Why confront you face-to-face when can send you a 2 AM text telling you to pick up that one sock that fell out of your laundry basket?

Kai/Jongin: 6/10

✾ He is an absolute sweetie, do not get me wrong. With his friendly and bubbly personality, he will try his hardest to become friends with his roommates. He will take every initiative to organize roommate events such as game nights, clubbing, etc.

✾ That being said, do not leave him alone in the kitchen, he will definitely accidentally set it on fire and you will be the one that has to clean up because do we really trust him after that? We have all seen his attempts at cooking, it never fails to be a disaster, so guess who is in charge of cooking from then on.

✾ Who needs matching cups and plates? Not you because he has shattered at least one of each set. Do not get too attached to your worldly possessions because Kai will knock them over or drop them on accident.

✾ He genuinely wants to help out with chores but he is so clumsy you still end up doing most of them. You can’t even be mad at him because, well, it is Kai.

Sehun: 2/10

✾ Is he even your roommate? You have no idea, he rarely helps out with anything. He has been so spoiled that he refuses to lift a finger and at this point, you feel brainwashed because he is getting away with it.

✾ If you are younger than him, he will be paying for everything you guys need, so that is a win. If not, be prepared for your bank account to take a massive hit because “the oldest should pay.”

✾ You guys get a lot of free stuff as Sehun knows to subtly let it drop to his friends, mostly Suho, that you guys direly need something. All of his friends basically function as sugar daddies, and neither of you is complaining about the free toilet paper.

✾ The type of roommate that judges your outfits and comments “Are you really going to wear that?” and leaves you on read when you text him about rent. He can be nice but tends to choose violence every time he wakes up. I hope that you’ve got thick skin.

✾ Despite his snarky comments, you know that he genuinely appreciates and cares for you based on how clingy he is. Good luck going clubbing without him. Your phone will keep buzzing with texts asking you when you will be home because he is too scared to sleep without another person present in the house.

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