#hey pls come into my house & Snap my neck !

[sweetteainthesummerx]

THE LOVE LASTS SO LONG (10)

In which Aubrey directs a video and Ollie crashes

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olliebearman replied to your story

text me after my race?

aubreyyang

ofc good luck bearman xx

oliviarodrigo posted on their story

caption: so american my current fixation

formula1 posted

formula1 Ollie Bearman crashes and flips today at the Belgian Grand Prix. Waiting for more news ❤️‍🩹

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MESSAGES

aubrey

MISSED CALL

MISSED CALL

ollie

ollie pls pick up

CALL RECIEVED

O: hello?

A: Oh, thank god. Are you okay? I saw the car flip-

O: Hey, hey. I'm all good, Yang. Just a little bruised up. No worries about the trip.

A: I'm not worried about that, Bearman. I'm worried that you're not dead. Are you sure-

O: I'm okay, love. The medics need to check-

C: Aubrey?

A: Charles?

C: He's okay, but he needs to go test if he has a concussion. Wait for my call, okay?

CALL ENDED 02:05

olliebearman posted on their story

caption: All good, thanks for all of the love and concern. See you after summer break!

aubreyyang replied to your story

pls never do that again i almost shat myself

olliebearman

aww you were worried? :)

aubreyyang

OLIVER U FLIPPED IN A RACECAR

I hate seeing you hurt

please be more careful I had a heart attack almost smashed a camera

olliebearman

promise to not do that again

and tomorrow

are you still coming over to meet the fam?

aubreyyang

ofc!

aubberieyaang posted

aubberieyaang about to meet his parents PRAY FOR ME

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celine_diorr "we're just really good friends)

-- aubberieyaang that doesn't sound like praying to me

leeahh_j more slowburn than percabeth u deserve an awards

-- aubberieyaang LEAH WTH WHOS SIDE ARE YOU ON

-- leeahh_j the side of love and happiness

liv_laugh_love you are so girl boss u directed a whole music video, the loul got into a car crash and now ur meeting his parents

-- aubberieyaang too scared to argue

A knock sounded on her door, and she smoothed out her sundress and little cardigan. Aubrey didn’t know why she was so nervous. Ollie was very much not her boyfriend, but when he’d asked her to meet his family over one of their very long FaceTime calls, she’d agreed. 

Because they were important to Ollie, which indirectly meant they were important to her. 

When she opened the door, she was met a wide-grin on Ollie’s handsome face. 

“Aubrey, hi. You look, wow.” Staring at her, he fiddled with his watch. Then, he snapped out of it, sweeping her up into a hug, lifting her off of her feet. 

“Oh-“ she laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck as he swung her into the hotel room. 

“Missed you.” He muttered into her shoulder. She flushed pleasantly; this was really nice. 

“I called you yesterday, sweetie.” The nickname slipped out so naturally, and she would’ve thought that he hadn’t even heard her if not for his smile against her skin and the sudden warmth of his ears on her neck. 

“It’s not the same…” he reluctantly let go, watching her grab her gifts for his parents.

“Mm, it is nice being to actually see you. I forgot how tall you were." 

He snorted, offering to carry the dutch oven she’d bought and the hydrangeas he told her were his mom’s favourites. 

“You didn’t have to. They like you already.” He opened the door for her, and she shrugged. 

“I was raised by Asian parents to never show up empty handed to someone’s house.” 

The car ride there was quiet, both of them reeling in each other’s presence. 

The only time they talked was about his crash and Aubrey made him promise to be more careful.

She liked watching him drive, all lounged in his seat, one big hand loose on the wheel, the other reaching over to hers. 

It was odd how they were; best friends now, and bordering a little more. She liked it. 

When they arrived, she steeled herself with a deep breath. 

“Hey, don’t worry.” He reassured her. With one last squeeze of her hand, he jogged over to open her car door, ever the gentleman. 

His house was charming; small and very English. Cozy, like the one she grew up in. 

“Okay, let’s go.”

bearyfast_04 posted

bearyfast_04 Top Five reasons why Aubrey is the best

she brought my mom and dad flowers and a dutch oven

she charmed my little siblings now they love her more than me

shes so hardworking and talented but still so humble

shes so beautiful it hurts

she smells really good

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kimi_possible wow we lost another one

-- bearyfast_04 WHAT im just being honest

arthuranddw ur so down bad but did ur parents like her

-- bearyfast_04 yes obviously the bearman family loves Station 13 and they don't understand why we aren't together

-- leosdad tbh I don't either

-- bearyfast_04 shes like my best friend I don't want to lose her

chililos55 congrats to you and ur gf!

-- leosdad that's not!

-- chililos55 they're not together?? WHY AM I THE LAST TO KNOW ABOUT EVERYTHING

landoakabob im not the most humble

-- bearyfast_04 read that sentence Lando

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[jooillusion]

gamer bf gaon pls 😮‍💨

gamer boyfriend gaon <3

warnings: making out, unprotected sex, swallowing HAHAHAH, jiseok is competitive lols

pairings: gamer bf!gaon x reader

ugh love gamer boys. especially the ones who stream on twitch! jiseok is definitely one of those boys lol.

but there isn’t a day where there’s some type of raging coming from the other room of yours and jiseoks shared house. he uses that specific room to stream games on his twitch account. of course he’s blaming his teammates that he died, but overall he’s pretty good at the games he plays. you like to watch him afar from across the room, laughing every time he whines into the mic after he loses.

sometimes you two play together, you sitting in jiseok’s lap as he teaches you all the controls of the game, his hand over yours that’s holding onto the mouse. definitely is a patient one everytime you press the wrong button one the keyboard and only encourages you to find the right one, kissing your cheek when you win the game.

but games aren’t always jiseok’s priority.

you came home one night, sad, tired, and frustrated from work. you’ve already cried enough today, your head killing you from all of it. you’re kicking your shoes off at the door, your feet dragging themselves towards the door of the room where jiseoks playing his games. jiseoks head turns towards you at the door, his laughter dying down from whatever his teammates were talking about and his face already concerned. he mutes his mic.

“what’s wrong babe?” he says, turning his chair towards you. you’re not saying anything, tears already threatening to slip from your eyes as your stumbling over to jiseoks lap, straddling his thighs as he pulls you into a hug. you’re shuffling on his shoulder as he’s rubbing up and down your back.

“don’t wanna talk about it?” he feels you nod your head. he’s humming an okay, one of his hands holding onto your body while the other clicks off of his stream. he unmutes his mic after his friends asks too many times why he suddenly muted.

“there’s something wrong with my girl…i’ll mute for a while.” he says before muting his mic again, taking off the headphones and holding you in silence. your crying dies down after a while, him providing you with tissues to wipe your face off. you’re sniffling one more time as your head lifts up to meet his eyes.

“you okay?” he tries one more time. you’re nodding your head, trying not to worry him too much. he’s offering a kind smile that you can’t help but return. jiseok is leaning in to kiss you, a few pecks turning into kisses where you’re holding him so he doesn’t let go. your arms wrap around his neck, his hands pulling you at your waist as his tongue slips past your lips. your hips react before your voice could, grinding down onto him. before it could get anymore heated he’s pulling away, reaching for the headphones, turning on his mic.

“hey, start without me.” he presses the button muting it again, his hands pulling at the bottom of your uniform shirt.

jiseoks friends wonder why he’s been in the lobby for so long five minutes after their game without him just ended.

well, if it weren’t for your boyfriends rough hands holding onto your hips as if you went somewhere as you bounced on him, he would’ve been made aware that their game had ended. but he’s too caught up in your touch and your walls squeezing around his cock.

you grip onto his shoulders, the pain in your legs building up from the right space of the chair but you’re gonna complain about it later rather than now. you’re close and so is jiseok, his head thrown back in the chair and his mouth wide open. your head falls forwards, biting down on your lip. your hips slam against his, his cock hitting deep and making you see stars.

“fuck jiseok…” you’re stuttering out, your toes curling as his tip repeatedly brushes against your cervix. your whines turn high pitched, your orgasm snapping on a choked sob. your hips still on top of him, his hips tiredly rutting against yours as he chases his orgasm. you use the last bit of energy you have to climb off of him, earning yourself a whimper, and kneel down in front of him.

your hands immediately jerk his sensitive cock off and he’s cumming within the first few strokes. your mouth opens, the spurting lines landing on your tongue, his grunts becoming rougher. you greedily swallow all of his cum, his eyes never leaving your face. he lets out a tired chuckle.

“you’re really something y’know?” he leans back in his chair as you stand up, straddling his lap and pulling him into another hug.

even though your boyfriend spends a lot of time playing his video games, he still knows how to give you the right amount of attention.

gamerrrr jiseok…gamer jiseok…jiseok gamerrr (me manifesting)

that one rtw episode really wasn’t enough i need MORE ☝️! but always thank you for requesting, hope you enjoy and come back anytime 😊!

please remember that this is a pure work of fiction.

[monikashinswife]

Hiiiiiiiii! So i love all your monika fanfics!!! Pls tell me there are still more to come!!!

But I would like to make a request for a fanfic of Hyowon 😭 pls im so deprived of her! Like the fem reader is an actress in hollywood but staying with Hyowon in korea and she goes on an instagram live and everyone is surprised. It also shows how sweet, caring, thoughtful and overprotective lip j is towards the reader.

Thank you so muuuuuch!!!

"The Korean"

(Lip J x Hollywood Actress! Reader)

・❥・time for our Sooni! been dropping few updates cause I think I'm gonna be inactive because school's starting again. Anygays, enjoy darlings!<3 Request inbox is open anytime<33 ⋆ ★

Flashes of the cameras and the overwhelming voices of the paparazzis triggers me, but like always. I have nothing to do. They are doing their job. But why is their job this horrible?

I understand that when you are a well known name. Paparazzis will follow, but doesn't make it less comfortable. They are still invading someone's personal space.

Fortunately, I got along with some of them. But it doesn't mean that this doesn't bother me. Just then, one of the paparazzi asked while I am walking towards the entrance of the airport.

"Where are you going? Are you gonna film another project?" He asked quickly. And I answered them robotically but still politely as I try to squeeze myself through many paparazzis.

I thank the guards for helping me. As much as I love being an actress. It's still very overwhelming especially now that I just finished another film that had me mentally challenged.

Going to South Korea would be my rest and escape. That country became my second home when Hyo Won took me there few years ago.

It became my home because it was hers. And because she is there.

I quickly became overwhelmed and noticed myself tearing up because of what just happened. I didn't know how I got to the plane but I'm glad I did. I sigh in relief as I look at the mesmerizing sight.

In order to distract myself I decided to read my book for a while. I was so immersed with the story that I forgot to message Sooni before we boarded. I figured that I'll do it when the plane landed.

I took some photos and continued reading the book that Hyo Won gave to me. I can already feel the stress leaving, I got so invested to the story that the flight felt like a few minutes.

Before I knew it, I'm already in Korea. I smiled as I walk to the airport with my suitcases and phone in hand. I decided to post some pics for my fans.

I continued walking after I posted, trying to find somewhere to eat before I messaged her that I'm already at the airport. But Sooni knows what time my arrival so she'd be here soon.

"Honey!" My head almost snapped because of how quickly I turned around when I heard her voice. "Sooni!" I giggled when I saw her running towards me. I immediately open my arms to be hugged by her.

"I missed you so much." I mumbled against her neck. She rubbed my back while kissing my hair. "I know, but you're here now." She comforted me softly. I nodded against her before parting our bodies.

"Let's go?" She urge softly when she noticed people recognizing us. I nodded and she helped me with my luggage. She drove us to her apartment, during the car ride, I was quite worried because of the silence.

It was comfortable yes, but my mind's making me think things. "Hey... you alright?" She must've noticed my internal battle. She put her free hand on my thigh, caressing it to bring comfort.

"Hmm?" I snap out of my thoughts to look at her concerned eyes for a moment. I hold her hand and bring it to my lips to assure her that I'm fine.

We reached her house. And she helped me get settled. She toured me around first, "where's the guest room honey?" I asked, I noticed her change of emotion.

"Here." She lead me to the room, opening the door for me. "Here's the guest room." I carefully watch her, noting how her voice suddenly sounded so distraught.

I chuckled before wrapping my arms around her neck. She tried to avoid my eyes by looking everywhere, "What's wrong?" she reluctantly turned to look at my doe eyes.

"It's just that-" she stopped herself, but I urge her by bringing my hand to cup her cheek. "I don't want you to sleep here." She hides her face in embarrassment.

"Just say you miss me." She tried to get away from me when I teased her. But before she could go anywhere, I hug her from the back.

"Stop~" annoyance can be heard in her voice, "Aigoo~ you baby" I make her turn around while my arms are still around hers. I missed this so much.

"I asked because I wanna know where I'll put my things." I explained and that made her loosen up before smiling widely.

"Ok!" She avoided me once again by taking care of my things. I laugh as I watch her set my things quickly and dragged me out of the guest room.

The entire day was spent really nicely, we cuddled on her couch and catch up on things and made plans for tomorrow.

I am laying on our shared bed, casually browsing through my phone. I knew that it was probably not a good idea to scroll through comments. But I did, I scroll to the comments on my latest post.

Luckily, it was all good. Fans are saying that they missed me already and and I thought it would be a good idea to go live for a quick update.

"Oh hi everyone." I wave my hand as I was trying to find a comfortable and nice position so I could record myself properly.

"How's everyone?" I read the comments, and they did not disappoint like always. They are so dear to me.

"Flight's good, some problems with going to the airport though." I updated them enthusiastically. I interacted with them. Joking and asking them things and vice versa.

"How's the korean?" I read out loud without thinking, I laughed as I realized the question. "It's been great." I answered carefully. I didn't even noticed Sooni entering the room. Not until she laid on top of me, her lower body on the bed and her arms wrapped around me.

She rested her chin on my chest while looking at me lovingly. Thinking that I'm talking to my friend. In instinct I played with her hair while reading the comments.

She adjusted and buried her face on my neck for a moment. I put the phone down when she reach for my lips. I cup her face our lips dance against each other passionately.

We made out, missing moments like this because it's really been a while. "Are you live?" She asked when we parted. I nodded and reached for my phone. The comments going wild because of our interaction.

"I'm screen recording"

"Did anyone heard the sounds? Or it's just me👀"

" the Korean is doing really great~"

We read the comments and look at each other with straight faces before bursting out of laughter. "That's gonna be my new nickname" Sooni said, shaking her head in fake sadness before burying her face on my neck again.

"My poor Sooni." I purred, teasing her. I constantly teased her during the live. We're both answering questions while Hyo Won is feeding me.

She casually fed me while I answered the questions that is directed to me enthusiastically. Hyo Won expresses her love through actions.

We took turns feeding each other, we talked with the fans. Even taking turn holding the camera, but when she noticed how it's hard to find a stable angle.

"Let me, love" she ask for the phone, then she took a tripod so it's less hassle. I am watching her endearingly as she sets up the phone.

Once it's done, she went back to her place. She's behind me. Her chin on my shoulder while her hands are wrap around me.

We continue the live like that. The fans took note of everything. For sure this would go big and some of them approving and accepting our relationship.

They were shocked because of the different sides of us are revealed. And they were the ones to witness it raw. They realize how both of us are being ourselves with each other and are happy that we are happy.

𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪𓆩⟡𓆪

(not proofread and sorry for the ending. I am sleepy already)

[lianaloverr]

I Hate You, Right?

Paring: Non-streamer Quackity (Alex) x fem!reader

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Hello! I’m Liana and this is my first fan-fiction! It’s so nice to meet you. Pls don’t judge my writing it’s my first time lol.

Summary: you and Alex have been enemies since 3rd grade. After you thought it was the end of the world when you two got paired up for a project, you realized he wasn’t as bad as you thought.

Warnings: fluffy (kinda), use of real name.

3rd person

Really short!

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*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

“Ughhhh.” 5 more minutes. “Y/n wake up!” Mom says. *sigh* “I’m up!”

You slide out of bed and start getting ready to go back to hell. You wear *your choice* clothes for school. “Y/n, hurry and come eat breakfast before the bus comes!” “Okay!” You say. You walk down the stairs to smell that sweet smell of pancakes and syrup. You eat your food and wait for the bus.

*time skip to school*

You hop off the bus and start walking to the doors. Once you walk in you hear a familiar voice. “Hey y/n.” It was Alex. “What do you want?” You say, aggravated already. “Woah calm down, I can’t just say hi?” He says. “No actually.” You say as you walk away. You never really thought of why you hated Alex, it was just something about him getting on your nerves. Even since you met in 3rd grade you were at each other’s necks all the time. Like this one time in 5th grade, he tripped you in the hallway right in front of your crush. So you got him back by putting glue in his seat, it was funny nonetheless. But even all of this hatred you have for each other you couldn’t lie and say you’ve never had a crush on him. But since you were enemies, you never thought of asking him out, so you pushed your feelings to the side and kept the rivalry going. You snap out of you thoughts as you approach your first period, math.

*time skip to 5th period*

“Hello class! Today we have a project that you are going to work with a partner for it. But I will be choosing your partners.” Visible anger came form the class. “Okay settle down! Let me name off the people who are working together.” All the sudden you hear a voice behind you. “Hey y/n. I hope we’re partners. That means I’ll get to annoy you even more.” Alex said. “You know, I hope we’re not partners. Because if we are, it’s not gonna be good.” You say. “You know it’s a privilege to work with me!” Alex said. You roll your eyes, “you’re so full of yourself.”, you say as you turn back around.

“Okay, Max and Sarah. Keith and Liz. Y/n and Alex..” “What what!?” You say. “You heard me miss y/n. You will be working with Alex.” The teacher says. “Please there has to be someone else to work with!” You say. “No. You work with Alex or you get an 0.” You sigh as you look back at a smirking Alex. “This is gonna be fun.” He says. Oh boy…

*times skip to the end of school*

“You will not believe who I got paired up with!” You say to your friend. “I got pai-“ “Hey y/n!” You hear from behind you. “Ugh what?” You say, already knowing it was Alex. Do you want to work on the project at my house tomorrow?” Alex says.*sigh* “Sure, why not.” “Cool I’ll give you the address tomorrow at school! Bye partner!” He says as he runs off to catch his bus.

Although you acted mad about it, you didn’t feel all that bad about working with him. You were nonetheless curious on what his house looked liked or what he did in his free time.

But nothing could’ve prepared you from what will happen when you spend the next week with him working on the project.

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Heyy! Thank you for reading part 1! It wasn’t really well done, so it would be very much appreciated if you told me the mistakes I made! Tell me if you want part 2!

Part 1/?

[bcolfanfic]

crying in your lover's arms < face buried in their chest, while their heart breaks at your every sob for rosie and aiden pls!

set in the side b of the yv au where croz commits bc i wanted angst. tw for loss from suicide. also yes whatever you think is going on with ev/helen and jeanie is going on. my beloveds...i digress <3

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“Talked to Ev earlier." Rosie said, pacing the floor in front of the bathroom door while he brushed his teeth. His words were halfway garbled by the toothbrush sliding in and out of his mouth, but he talked through it anyhow. "Said Jeanie and the kids stayin’ with them is looking like it’s gonna be permanent, for now at least."

Aiden hummed from where he was sitting on the bed, putting his open book down in his lap. It'd been almost a week since Rosie had mentioned anything so much as tangentially related to Croz- leaving him torn between wanting to bring him up first and not wanting to push him.

Next week would be one month since it happened. He figured the lull in him talking about would end soon enough.

“That’s," He started, pausing when he actually processed what he'd said. But his opinion- theory- he thought, wasn't important right now. "Well what do you think?”

Rosie ducked into the bathroom to put his toothbrush away and came right back out, stopping short of getting into bed with a sigh. He bobbed his head from side to side, pushing a hand back through his hair. "She loves Helen- the kids are close. Think- think it’ll be good for them.”

It looked like there was more he wanted to say, but if there was it wasn't coming out now.

A small sigh left him and when Aiden opened an arm to him he crawled into bed. He pressed his side against Aiden's, messing with the other man's hand in his lap.

When he fell quiet for a minute Aiden squeezed him a little closer, brining the hand he used to do it up to to stroke his cheek with his thumb.

”Ev say how they're holding up?”

“JJ's not doin' good." Rosie said quietly, like if he talked any louder his voice might crack. "Givin' his mom a hard time, giving Ev and Helen a hard time. And how do you even discipline that?"

No fucking idea Aiden thought but didn't say. Even hearing the eight year old's name was enough to take him back to hearing him cry in the background of Rosie calling from the Crosby house that terrible afternoon, and seeing him curled up in his lap at the funeral.

Aiden didn't know Croz long enough to know him very well. But he'd seen enough of him to see him in every square inch of that little boy's face.

He realized he'd been letting his mind wander too much when he was snapped back to reality by heavy breathing next to him. Rosie was scooting to sit up a little, grabbing at Aiden's shoulder hard.

"Hey," He said and put his own hand over his, squeezing it twice. "It's okay- 'm right here,"

This is how it'd started the few times Rosie had cracked around him since that Wednesday night twenty-four days ago. He never said much of anything, just started hyperventilating as a prelude to further dissolving.

Moving his hand out from under Aiden's to grab at his shirt again, Rosie's grip faltered as a tremor ran down his arm and through his fingers. Grabbing at him gently, Aiden pressed his open palm against the back of his neck.

That was enough for him to lose the resolve he had left, stiffness evaporating from his shoulders and leaving him with his face pressed against Aiden's chest as a sob wracked through him.

He could feel the fabric of his shirt getting damp, and it made his chest just as tight as the sound of him sobbing did. Every few was punctuated by a hiccup that just made him sound so small, alongside what Aiden was worried was getting close to gagging.

"I know," He said softly, his own eyes stinging as he tilted his head down to breathe into the top of his hair. "It's okay, it's-"

"'snotokaydon'tsaythathe'sdead." Aiden heard from against his chest, and suddenly trying to hold back his own tears was of no use.

His face was wet as he tried to catch his own breath, going back to what felt like a safer ad-nauseum repetition of "I know" as he rubbed Rosie's back, letting his nails scratch him just a little.

I know and I hate that he left you like this he thought, swallowing the impulse crawling up his throat to put a voice to the anger that had been sitting in his stomach for nearly a month now.

xxx

[wishyouloveme]

Never knew footsies could turn into this...18+

Part 1/2

Warnings: fluffyness, feet, pov change, sadness

A/n: hey guys, I'm so sorry I haven't been really writing much,I'm tired and got some stuff going on with my boyfriend. I write the warnings before I write the story, so if there's any other warnings message me and I'll add them!

Requested (y/n):yup HEY DOLLY BELL!!! Can you do another swaggersouls x female reader?

Where they're on the misfits podcast and swagger keeps flirting with her and he keeps rubbing his foot against her ankle. After the podcast he fallows her outside and you can take it from there.

Smut pls 🥺🙏

You were halfway through the podcast, talking about questions that the fans had asked.

"Are y/n and Swaggers dating?" Fitz read out the next question, and everyone 'oood'. You rolled your eyes gently but looked down as you felt something against you ankle.

It was Swaggers,well more so Swaggers foot, and you looked up,stifling a laugh because you were ticklish.

"As we have said in old episodes,and in youtube videos with Smi7y, we are not dating" You said into the mic,and then backed up as your foot twitches,and you pull away your ankle gently.

"How many episodes have me made of the misfits?" The next questions rang through.

"Over 100" someone answered,their voice kind of drowning out as you kind of zoned out,your eyes blurring over.

You snapped out of it when you felt a gently rubbing on your ankle,and you smiled slightly,knowing who it was so you looked over,smiling softly at Eric who smiled back, mouthing

"Are you ok?" To which you nodded, and went on with the podcast.

After you were done about an hour later, you started to grab your stuff.

"Hey, are you okay?" Toby asks you,coming up behind you.

You jumped slightly,not used to being talked to,and you turn around,raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah,no im fine. Just kinda jumpy and zoned today" you replied,lying easily, right through your teeth.

Toby nods and walks away,and you sigh,relaxing again, turning around and going towards the door,cracking your neck.

Pov change

Eric saw you talking to Toby, how you immediately stiffened up, and how you lied so easily, how you only relaxed after Toby left.

He knew immediately something was wrong,he didn't know what it was, but he knew something was wrong.

He watched you walk out of the building,cracking your neck, and he followed you.

Not in the creepy way,no, in the 'I'm worried, so I'm gonna follow and make sure she gets home okay'.

Pov change (again)

You opened the door to your house,throwing your bag on the couch as you sighed, the tears starting to flow as you go and curl up on your couch.

"You okay?" You jumped up immediately,grabbing the bat you keep near your couch as defense.

"Eric" you whispered,putting the bat down but not relaxing, you couldn't relax, and you quickly wipe the tears that were on your face.

They weren't falling anymore, but they were still on your face. He noticed that ,and comes over,grabbing you and pulling you into a hug.

"It will all be okay, trust me" Eric whispers to you,and you just melt into his arms,everything piling up and suddenly bursting out as you started crying,getting the front of his shirt wet.

A few hours later you were curled up in you bed,laying on his chest as you two relax, sniffling gently as you curl more into him,closing your eyes.

"I told you it'll be okay. Darling I love you,it'll be okay" he whispers,to which you smile and look up at him

"I love you too. Although it was really creepy the way you just showed up in my house, " you retell,raising an eyebrow

"Yeah...sorry about that" he laughs softly,to which you nod

"Nah it's fine,just maybe don't do that again. I almost hit you with a bat"

THE END 💗 REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY OPEN. REBLOGS ARE OPEN

[captainnameless]

https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGJuhMEVb/ okay but this scenario with little Daniel, and Lewis or Sebastian? i feel like little Daniel would be such a little rascal, a busy little fella, and it’s not the first time something breaks, but he’d just feel so bad about it afterwards :( thoughts pls i beg

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my baby. the clasped hands over his mouth i 🥹

he would be an energetic little bouncy ball running around the house, always getting up to something but he’s such a good boy at heart.

something like:

There’s a loud sort of bang that Lewis cannot place, so he stops getting his clothes out of the washer and sits up, waiting for perhaps another sound. It’s suddenly very quiet.

“Daniel?” He calls, pushing himself up and starting to walk towards the top of the stairs. “You okay?”

“I’m fine!” It sounds a little wobbly and Lewis doesn’t trust the statement so he starts walking down the stairs. Daniel doesn’t seem to happy with the sound the stairs make as Lewis comes down them because there’s a panicked “No don’t come!” that only makes him want to come down even faster.

And so, Lewis ignores it and makes his way toward where he thinks Daniel is. He finds the boy low to the ground, still sat on the skateboard he’d been playing with earlier today, both hands clasped over his face as he stares up at Lewis with watery eyes.

“Darling, what’s wrong?” Lewis asks gently, crouching down to get level with the younger and Daniel eyes dart from Lewis to the wall, a little whine escaping him.

Lewis’ eyes follow Daniel and then he sees it, a big black scrape along the bottom of the wall, scratching up the pristine white paint, when he looks closely, he even sees a bit of a dent. Daniel must’ve scraped it somehow while he was racing the skateboard by himsef, they’d done it earlier today, Daniel sat on his bum with his knees hiked up while Lewis pushed him around the long halls, racing to a made up finish line.

“Oh darl-”

“I’m sorry!” Daniel rushes out, hands dropping from his face to reveal the saddest pout. “I’m sorry, Lew.”

“Oh Daniel, it’s okay. Are you hurt?”

Daniel shakes his head, curls flopping around with the movement, his eyes still shiny with unshed tears. Lewis reaches out to gently offer a hand. “Alright, well let’s get you off the skateboard huh, then we’ll see about this.” He waves vaguely at the damage. “I probably shouldn’t have taught you to use this inside.” He hums lightly, brushing a hand through Daniel’s curls.

“You sit here, darling.” Lewis says, pulling out a chair and guiding Daniel onto it, grabbing the skateboard off the floor. “Lew go put this outside.”

Daniel’s still staring up at him with sad eyes, nodding silently as a sigh leaves him, fingers curling into the sleeves of his hoodie. “Okay, Danny stay time out.”

Lewis nearly snaps his neck with how fast he turns back around from where he was already walking away from Daniel, rushing out his disagreements.

“Hey, no. No, no, no, darling you’re not in time out.” Lewis soothes, pulling Daniel up off the chair and into his chest, the skateboard clatters to the ground and Daniel flinches at the sound so Lewis wraps his arms around the boy a little tighter. “You’re not in trouble, Poppet. Why do you think you’re in trouble?”

Daniel buries his face into the soft material of Lewis hoodie, mumbling some sort of response before twisting his side just enough for Lewis to hear. “Broke your wall.”

“It was an accident though, right Darling? Did you mean to break it?”

It’s silent for a beat before there’s a “No..”

“Did Uncle Lew tell you you weren’t allowed to play with the skateboard inside?”

“… No.”

Lewis leans Daniel back a bit, gently grabbing his face to be able to look him in the eye.

“So, should you be in trouble?”

Lewis can see the gears working in Daniel’s brain, big brown eyes blinking back at him before there’s another whispered “No.”

“Then you aren’t in trouble.” Lewis soothes, pressing a kiss to Daniel’s forehead. “Accidents happen.”

Daniel still doesn’t seem convinced. “What if your house falls down?”

Lewis has to bite back the smile that wants to break out on his face, unable to fully hide it as he looks back at Daniel’s look of genuine concern. “It’s not gonna, Sweetheart. It’s a strong house.”

Daniel sighs a bit, looking back over at the damaged wall before looking back at Lewis. There’s a big sigh that leaves him then, blinking away the tears. “Okay..”

“Would you feel better if you helped me fix it?”

Daniel perks up a bit at the suggestion, nodding vigorously. “I can help!”

And so he does, he helps put the skateboard outside and then they’re cleaning the back smudge of the wall with a damp towel. It’s still a bit scratched and Lewis figures it’s gonna need a couple coats of paints to cover. He’s out of white, but has plenty of colors from the art project he did, so he suggest adding some flowers.

“And bees!” Daniel nearly squeals, much excited by the idea of painting. “You know Mama likes Bees? He has a T-shirt!”

Lewis nods, unable to suppress his laugh. “He does, huh? We can send him a picture.”

They paint two flowers and Daniel adds a little bee and suddenly the damage isn’t so bad anymore, it adds a little something to the wall. “Look, now it’s a happy accident.”

Daniel nods, tears long forgotten and a genuine smile on his face. “A happy accident.”

[princesspookieforevs]

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 2) ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ᴡɪʟʟɪᴀᴍs x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

warnings: language, violence (?)

ꨄ︎A/N: sorry if this is kinda long and sloppy, its cuz i feel sloppy but read my note at the bottom pls😓ꨄ︎

You and Diana arrive at the party, its being held in a massive mansion, probably one of the rich kids hosting it while their parents are out of town.

When you get there, you feel nervous and just decide to sit in the corner of the room on a couch chair, diana is already chatting and talking to people at this point which makes you laugh internally at how the two of you are even friends, but it is what it is.

You gaze around the main room, when you spot ellie with her friends at the bar (yes there's a bar in this person's house). You didnt want to admit it, but maybe you liked her just a little bit. But...she was a playboy so it was never gonna work, atleast you thought.

You decide to get up and get some sort of drink, after you spoke to the bartender and ordered a drink, a girl comes up to you.

She has dark blonde hair, and is muscular which kinda caught you off guard as you see her approaching you. "hey, my names abby" she smiles "hi, my names y/n" you smile back. "mind if I sit here?" she points to the bar stool next to you. "yea, sure I dont mind" you say to her as you watch her sit down.

You could feel someone's eyes on you, not abbys but someone else's which makes you gaze around the bar quickly, then you spot ellie. She is looking at abby with a angry look on her face which confuses you but maybe she just doesn't like her?

You snap out of your trance when abby tells you that you look pretty "thankyou, I tried my best" you say lightheartedly. "well I think you did a good job" abby states while looking you up and down quickly, trying to be as respectful as possible when it comes to checking someone out.

Around 30 minutes later, abby puts her arm around you, making a move after chatting for awhile and having a few drinks.

And before you had time to even think, Ellie practically jumps from her seat and storms over to you and abby. "get the fuck off her abby!!" ellie yells. This really took you by suprise "ellie, what the hell" you say trying not to make the scene worse, even though practically everyone in the main room was staring a the scene.

Abby stands up "The fuck is your problem?!" abby yells back loudly and ellie shoves abby, making her move back a bit "you little- cunt!" abby hits ellie but quickly you drag ellie out of the situation, not wanting her to get hurt. "ellie calm down" you say placing both your hands on her shoulders as you look into her green eyes. Abby is being taken away by her group of friends.

Ellie seems to calm down slightly at your touch, still cautious of abby. You realize she has a mark on her face from abbys hit "els, your face.. let me get you some ice" you say but ellie is quickly dragging you to the bathroom (see what I did there with the song😛).

Ellie drags you into the bathroom, its a single bathroom but its still relatively big. "You okay els?" your concerned for her, the red mark on her cheek was more visible "fuck.. yea im alright, god I want to murder her" ellie mutters and it must be the alcohol but you find yourself grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her in for a kiss, before quickly pulling away.

You stare up at her surprised, not at her but yourself. "Holy crap, ellie im sorry- shit. Let me get you some ice" you imply, but ellie just stares at you with a smirk "stay here, please. I don't want you going out there where 'she' is" ellie adds, referring to abby.

"okay- okay" you take a deep sigh, brain fuzzled as you try to think. "what was that about?" ellies face slightly drops at you question "I don't know to be honest; guess I just didn't want to see abby talking to you like that" when she says that, you tilt your head and you go to ask her something, but stop and look down as you think.

Did ellie like you? no, surely not you thought to yourself. Ellie puts her hand on your chin and stares into your eyes before she lifts your head up and brings her face close to yours to a point where they are almost touching. "y/n, I love you. Genuinely, I always have from the moment I saw you I knew you would be mine" her words play in you head for a few seconds, you found it hard to belive ellie was a player at this point in time weather it was the alchohol or she was being serious. You didnt care.

"fuck it" you say as you put one hand on the back of head and the other around her shoulder and bring her into a passonate kiss, your bodies instinctively grinding into eachother with every ongoing second.

Ellie moves the both of you closer to the sink counter, before picking you up by your ass and onto the edge of the counter; not breaking the kiss.

A/N: yall for the life of me i cannot finish this rnn but i wanted to get this out there because i promised you guys i would. Once again, i apolagize for how sloppy this is😭😭

love yall❦︎❦︎!!

[saltytothecore]

INFINITE REGRESS AND POLLEN PLS POLLEN IF I HAVE TO CHOOSE ONE BUT I WOULD LIKE BOTH V MUCH PLS PLS PLS

hey blu 💙

infinite regress is a shadowgast timeloop fic - Essek accidentally kicks it off during the fight with Lucien and eventually ends up in canon, where he then has to deal with the fallout

pollen is a sex pollen fic for sex pollen haters. Essek gets dosed in Aeor with a probably not lethal but definitely miserable sex pollen. Caleb offers to help, downplaying his own feelings in the process, which Essek first turns down but comes around to after he can't stand it anymore. Instead of the pollenee being passive, Essek takes charge, to Caleb's surprise and delight, because Essek has had it bad for Caleb but hadn't figured out how to tell him. Cue misunderstandings and aspec thoughts afterward

snippets for both below

infinite regress:

“Are you all right, where are you,” he rambles, panicked words tumbling from his mouth. “Are the others with you, please be specific, please, I’ll come immediately, just tell me, Jester, please be—” The spell snaps, all his words used. Lamely, he finishes with a meek “all right.”

He presses his hands to his mouth, waiting, praying for a reply. 

“Essek!” He makes a noise that cannot decide if it is a sob or a laugh as Jester’s voice fills his mind. “We’re at home, at the Xhorhaus—”

It worked. 

He saved them.

It worked.

Essek does not even wait for her to finish, Teleporting immediately into that familiar address. He appears in the main hall, only feet from Jester and Fjord. Her face is screwed up in concentration, and Fjord’s hands are held up, to count for her.

“You don’t sound good, did something bad happen? Do you need help? What’s going on? Are you okay?”

Essek winces, the rest of her words finally catching up to him, on a slight delay from what his ears have heard. 

“Jester!” 

They both start. Essek’s heart is hammering in his chest. They’re alive.

Essek throws himself at her, taking her by the shoulders and kissing both cheeks, greeting her like the beloved denmate she is, then throws his arms around her neck. She flinches, but reaches back, hugging him so hard it hurts. 

He laughs, wheezy, until she lets him go.

He turns to Fjord, grabbing him by the arm, just to reassure himself. Down the hall, Caduceus, Beauregard, and Yasha poke their heads out of the dining room. He can barely see them through his tears. They’re alive. They’re all alive.

“Ach, what’s going on?” comes a familiar, beloved voice from further in the house. Caleb, Caleb, leaning out of the door to the training room. His hair is haphazardly tied up, and there’s a bit of ink on the side of his nose, and he’s frowning in that way he does when he’s interrupted from study. 

He’s never looked more perfect. 

Essek cannot bear the distance—he closes it with a bit of magic, vanishing in a swirl of mist as he folds space until he is standing before Caleb. Caleb’s frown vanishes, replaced with wide eyes and a parted mouth. 

It’s—it’s too close to the last memory Essek has of him. 

He wipes it away with a kiss, touches him like he’d tried to before—before he died. Essek trembles against him, but Caleb stands firm. Stands—

Still.

annnd pollen:

Essek paces the length of the room, breathing labored like he’s running. His temples are glistening in the low light, making him look fever sweltered. His pupils are blown wide, and that is its own thing.

His agitation is contagious—Caleb is fidgeting, suddenly regretting taking a seat. 

“Stop means—” Essek growls, palms the bulge in his pants. “I don’t want to get more complicated than stop. Or, two taps, anywhere on my person. Or—” a word Caleb has never heard before, probably Undercommon, but maybe Essek speaks whatever language the pebbles preceding a rockfall do. “Just throw me across the room with the spell of your choice, if you are no longer comfortable with the proceedings.”

Caleb reaches out, catches Essek by the elbow. The silk there is damp with sweat. Suddenly all of Essek’s attention is on Caleb—blown out pupils, slightly parted mouth, perked ears. 

“The same will go for you?” Caleb’s boundaries are not the only ones in play. He is trying to help, yes, but the medicine need not be bitter. 

Three breaths over nine seconds, loud in the relative silence. 

“Yes, of course.” He says it like a formality. Caleb wonders if he should push, to properly hammer out the understanding that, even to Essek’s detriment, he would back off, but Essek throws a knee onto the sofa and hovers over Caleb. 

“Is this all right?”

“J—ja.”

Essek pulls his other leg up, sinking into Caleb’s lap. He is sitting taller than Caleb, this way. If Caleb is to look at him, he will be looking up. Caleb presses into the sofa, letting his head fall back. 

“I would start with—” Essek’s eyes fall to Caleb’s mouth. Caleb nods, suddenly not trusting himself to speak. 

Essek leans down, resting most of his weight on arms braced either side of Caleb’s head against the sofa back, and tastes his lips. The first brush is a question, a hypothesis—soft, well kept lips on his, testing give and angle. This close, Caleb can feel the poison’s heat radiating off Essek. Would swear, on his life, that he can hear his rabbit-fast pulse. Essek makes a noise, low in his throat, almost like surprise, and then there is a fist in Caleb’s hair and a tongue between his teeth. 

Any thoughts of having to coax Essek through this evaporate like they’ve been set to a hard boil. There is only trying to keep up. 

[vercnas-blog]

im late but u know what ? it be like that sometimes sjbdjsdj…im xan ( she / her pronouns ) im 20 in the est timezone and i cant write intro posts but we’re just gonna pretend i can so ! dcdbjbdjjd i almost started this intro with a big HEWWO but i already know the admins want me to perish so i restrained myself /: im a gemini so i dont know how to....shut the heck up prepare for ugly rambling which u can find on my bio & stat things [HERE] but i’ll include some less ugly rambling under the cut bc im sure u guys are tired of reading jxbjbj

TW: ABUSE ( i dont really get into it but just in case <3 )

basically...her parents are UGLY & filthy rich u know the usual around here jdcbdjbgj valentin moon has a billion dollar power company based in korea & violetta moon was the baby of an oil titan & an ex supermodel. they have two kids.....vaughn is the oldest and then there’s verena !!! they all have v names bc like i said her parents are UGLY & hate fun !

so her dad really didnt care about her & just her brother so lucky verena got stuck with her mom.....who literally treated her like a doll & dressed her up for parties & dragged her around important business meetings & basically taught her how to be obedient in some ummm messed up ways folks ! as a kid verena was basically mute bc it was just easier & safer that way for her uhh when i say she hasn’t cried since she was seven i mean it  

so seven ! when she was seven verena came to the realization her parents treated her the way they did bc she wasn’t trying hard enough so she came home with her report card all happy bc she had the highest grades in her class and was literally the highest in her grade & she thought they were finally gonna praise her but uhhh the opposite happened basically they beat it into her that being ambitious is bad and it leads to corruption & verena took it as she’s never going to be good enough so her self worth meter ? a solid ZERO 

moved from seoul to nyc at fifteen and was super happy about it ! her parents hated it because they thought new york was an ugly in sinful city but verena was having a fun time nutting over architecture or whatever JBCJS this is when her brother vaughn went to st. andrews so carry on the moon legacy so verena’s fun was short lived

basically her brother had literally been a carbon copy of his parents but once he joined the society he did a 180 and was just completely wild and getting into a bunch of shit & since both her parents had been in diadem imperium they got double the connections &  heard abt everything he was doing so instead of taking it out on vaughn they took it out on verena

when her brother graduated he came back to nyc and verena was just . so disconnected from everyone in her family at that point & just numb to all the abuse she just wanted out she was relieved to leave to scotland & start up at st andrews 

OK SO PERSONALITY WISE verena literally has zero idea how to deal with her emotions bc as a kid showing emotion = getting “disciplined” so even away from her parents verena just has zero idea how they work or what to do with stuff she feels. SUPER DETACHED ! like....she’s got no idea how to connect to people so she comes across as really cold which sucks to her bc even when she does want to try to make a friend she’s just so shitty at it so she doesn’t bother. 

usually she’s quiet but she’s irritated easily so she tends to snap sometimes & even when she’s in a good mood & joking it’s all sarcasm which again....comes across as mean. she doesnt know how to care enough about people so usually she’s just indifferent to you but there are exceptions ( orion -___- ) so that could be fun

her biggest biggest pet peeve is people who think they’re better than other people & try to assert that power over other ppl ( again . orion -_____- ) bc she was literally never allowed to be ambitious or have a good opnion about herself so it just rubs her the wrong way ! will get into arguments over this . 10/10 stubborn about it .

literally hates the word sorry so much....it triggers her pretty bad bc she used to say it all the time to her parents so if ur having a wholesome convo & she just shuts down its probably bc u said sorry scddsjbj rip 

trying to get better at the friends thing /: she really loves diadem imperium with all her heart & ran for secretary bc it was the first time she let herself be ambitious about something & takes her job seriously even if others don’t. she’s a big nerd about art and sketches but would rather die than let anyone see it bc she’s got...zero confidence in her abilities. she’s a political science & finance double major for her parent’s sake.....doesn’t like to party at all bc she’s got zero experience letting loose....uhhh she’s a bottom ? tops pls interact xxxx im out of things to say JSXBSJBD

THAT’S IT IM DONE ITS ALL UGLY but so am i /: pls plot with me here or on discord ( i prefer discord im way better at answering messages over there jdcbdj ) im the slowest typer ever bc half my keyboard is BROKEN and im too broke/lazy to fix it so if u see me typing for 200 years dont freak out JSBSJDBJ thats it i’ve been nutting for over 24 hours if u think thats sexi like this post (;;;;;; i’ll come hit u up !

[myoddessy]

hey! Hope this isn’t annoying or to much but I would love it if you wrote a hcs for the jackass cast dating a female cast member, who is the craziest one, she’s done for anything and everything no matter how weird, dangerous, or insane it is. i guess pretty much a girl who is like johnny and steve o combined. I see to many ones with girls who are shy or scared, and they are so boring. can’t wait to see what you write, even if it’s not this!

YES OHMYGOSH whenever i imagine a female jackass member, she's always batshit insane and i love it so much- for these hcs, i did johnny, bam, and steve-o but if you want to see some others then i'll do them asap

RECKLESS CREW MEMBER!S/O

JOHNNY KNOXVILLE !!

you guys are fucking terrifying oh my god-

okay but let's start with the fact that nobody was surprised when you ended up together. like, you both do so many stunts together because you're both up for anything that it was only a matter of time before you started dating.

whether it's the classic johnny knoxville or the gorgeous silver foxville, this man has no shame and with loudly say the most inappropriate shit when you do a dangerous stunt.

"my ding ding's harder than a turnbuckle" is automatically associated with you bleeding in some way atp.

that being said, he gets really worried about you when you do some of the crazier stunts .

you'd 100% be jeff's fav because you're down for anything, but he could honestly go without johnny clinging to his arm like a worried mother when you're in the bull ring.

overall, 10/10 power couple ( unhinged version )

BAM MARGERA !!

he thinks you're crazy hot but, like, in a psychopathic way

like, he knows your batshit insane and that's one of the main reasons he finds you so hot if that makes sense

pls make fun of him for throwing up easily, idc if you aren't much better, he gets so pissy and it makes for great content

another one who's scared for you but will also be the one suggesting you for death-defying stunts most of the time

97% of the time, if someone other than jeff volunteers you for a stunt, it's bam

the other three percent is probably johnny because nobody else wanted to do the stunt and he played it off as if you were the first choice

bam doesn't volunteer you out of spite or a want to see you nearly snap your neck, he just does it because he knows you can handle it and knows you'll love the footage that comes out of the stunt — regardless as to whether or not you get fucking ragdolled

i can see you and jeff rubbing your hands together like scheming flies when you plan a but where you're working with snakes that are kind of wrapped around your arms and you're totally chill about it, but bam gets called in and loses his shit

overall, 9/10 he's heart eyes 24/7 but an instigating little shit

STEVE-O !!

oh he gets so happy when he finds out your down to do any stunt

will definitely bring you along for wildboyz and will refuse to comment on you showing him up on stunts and shit

yk that one scene in 3.5 (i think??) where he says that when filming wildboyz, he refused to do a bungee jump? you definitely did that instead of him just for funsies

i mentioned it in the bam segment, but you'd both do so many wildboyz bits with animals and you'd both eat shit nearly every time but you don't care because it's funny

i can see you both getting really competitive over who can do the most disgusting thing and not hurl when everyone's drunk at someone's house...

spike probably intervened after you snorted a line of salt and pepper off of ryan's ass

overall, 9 and a half/10 purely because you'd both be incredibly scary to be around and idk if that's a good thing or not

[chuuyrr]

Hello I’m in LOVE with your bb scarlet reader I was wondering can we get bb y/n keeps bothering gojo and tries to get his attention but gojo kinda gets frustrated and raises his voice at y/n and they start to cry and cling on to Megumi and gojo apologizes thank you! (SORRY IF ITS TO LONG OMG💀😭)

dad! gojo accidentally raises his voice at scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

warning(s): angst (gojo yells at you pls and you cry <\3) but promised fluff at the end!!

never apologize, there's no need my dear >:( it's all good! i don't mind long and specific requests, in fact i love em :D they help me come up with the scenario and writing. thank you so much for requesting, i hope i did it justice and happy reading <3

gojo was having one of those stressful days wherein he couldn't just be bothered to keep his chill and carefree facade. he was exhausted mentally and physically from dealing with the higher ups' bullshit, the meetings and missions. in reality, he just wanted to go and spend his time with you instead.

in your eyes, however, you failed to see the main reason why your father was not giving you the attention you needed. you didn't see how stressed or exhausted gojo was. all you saw was how busy he was and how he didn't want to spend time with you, but that isn't the case at all!

finally, he was able to leave the tiresome meeting after a long day but gojo still had work to do and somehow, you instantly picked up something wrong when he exited the room. you were waiting for him outside with your older brother, megumi, and he just simply walked passed you two and muttered a small, "let's go."

usually, he would have said something like, "sorry to keep you waiting kikufuku, megumi! let's go home now, okay?" and gojo would pick you up and kiss your head.

this makes you pout, you immediately leave megumi's side and run towards your father to cling onto his leg. as usual yet again, he would stop. but this time, he proceeds to ignore you and walk with you clinging onto him like a koala.

it sends your brain into a frenzy, thinking gojo had deemed you invisible now and that's how began to make use of everything to get his attention.

gojo would give you small and almost monotone responses as he keeps himself occupied in his office at the house while you enter in and out, desperately doing everything you can to get his attention.

tapping his arm, waving your hands in front of him and tugging onto his leg but gojo would just simply brush you off.

this cycle went on for days until you had enough and so did your father, but really—all of it was unintentional. gojo was exhausted and he wasn't in the right state of mind when he snapped his head and raised his voice at you, telling you to stop and leave him alone.

"can't you just leave me alone for once, [name]?!"

at the moment, tears pricks the brim of your eyes and instantly rolls down your cheeks. you immediately ran towards the opposite direction of the hallway, leaving gojo alone just like he yelled at you to.

you two were at the jujutsu tech and you happened to bumped into your older brother who was with toge and yuji.

"[name]? hey, what's wrong?!"

megumi instantly rushes to your side in concern as you break down into a sob. your older brother picks you up and comforts you as you just start practically clinging onto him as you cried.

"what happened?" yuji asks, frowning. he didn't like seeing you cry.

"mustard leaf." inumaki says, reaching out a hand on your back to pat you.

you spent the next thirty minutes just sobbing onto megumi's shoulder with your arms wrapped around his neck while he, toge and yuji tried to figure out was wrong.

eventually, by the time that gojo had finally finished his work. his first instinct was to look for you, not only did he raise his voice at you but he didn't even bother to go look for you when you ran away due to his busyness. in other words, he knew he fucked up.

"[name]? [name]! where are you, baby?"

gojo ran down the hallway, looking left and right until he heard your sobbings echoing from megumi's dorm. of course you'd be at your brother's place to seek his comfort.

he immediately bursts inside to find megumi trying to hush your crying down, rubbing shapes on your back and trying to convince you when you and megumi saw him.

"[name], kikufuku, honey." gojo begins, but hearing his voice only made you cling onto megumi even more as you sniffled.

"what did you do?" megumi raised a brow at gojo, wrapping his arms around you protectively.

gojo frowned at this and tried to reason with him, "i fucked up.. i really didn't mean to raise my voice at [name]. i was so caught up with work."

megumi sighed and shook his head, "don't say that to me. say it to [name], gojo-sensei."

gojo practically kneels down before you and megumi, saying endless apologies and how bad of a father he was to ignore you and raise his voice at you like that, but also explaining how busy and stressed he was from work, and that he didn't mean any of it to happen.

after some convincing from both parties, you stopped crying but you were still emotional about it as gojo hugged you.

"i'm really, really sorry honey." gojo buries his face on the back of your head. "i didn't mean to, i swear."

"no, i'm sorry for bothering you." you say, sniffling a bit.

"no, no. baby, you're not a bother! never at all. i fucked up, i really did. i shouldn't have said any of that to you."

you ended up getting babied and spoiled twice as much after gojo did that and he continued to utter apologies to you.

[not-me-simping-for-blasty]

another helping of living w/ bakugou thoughts:

pls i am so sorry, i feel like i bombard y’all with these constantly, but u don’t understand, he literally lives in my brain full time

- if you’re rolling your sleeves up, to wash your hands before dinner, he’ll whack your hands away and do it himself. very much “you’re takin’ too long, idiot. i wanna eat already. let me do it.”,, don’t be fooled tho, you could do it in 2.5 seconds and he’d still open his mouth. bc it has absolutely nothing to do with u and everything to do with him wanting to be close to you

-ik he watches the mha equivalent of the history channel. i just know it. dude is a grandpa at heart, n im so confident he would 100% sit down and watch a 3 hr docu on like, old weaponry or some nerdy shit

-bakugou is annoyingly arrogant, but only about things that don’t matter. like, he’ll fully sit in front of you and tell you he’s stronger/faster/smarter in passing conversation,, but when he does actually impressive shit??? the man clams up. absolutely clams up the second you praise him, trying to brush off whatever ridiculous feat he just pulled to protect u with a “It’s not that big a deal, shut up about it already, dumbass.” 

- pls mans is an absolute simp. u ask him to do something and he’s on his feet in a second. ofc he’s complaining but he’s also then following that up by doing things you didn’t even ask him to do. fan behavior honestly.

-when you’ve had a bad day, he’ll make u food and throw blankets in the dryer for u. don’t expect much verbal comforting from him, bc obviously, but he’s pretty good with actions. you always feel a little warmer after he’s wrapped you in a blanket n fed you something ungodly spicy

- i have absolutely no basis for this but ik he secretly watches kids movies. like, if it’s animated then he’s there. ofc no one is allowed to find out about this ‘embarrassing’ behavior tho, except maybe you. maybe. if you accidentally happen to see it bc he’d never tell u himself.

- he’s a beast to wake up in the morning, but he’s a lot more easy to convince if u pet his hair. or rub his back/shoulders. maybe even kiss his neck. look, u cannot tell me that he doesn’t want to be absolutely coddled in the morning- especially when he can get away with it so easily. 

-bakugou always pulls ur legs into his lap if u sit down next to him. pls he’s so weird, he’ll just like, tap his fingers on ur calves absentmindedly while he’s watching tv

-he probably created a playlist of songs ur ‘allowed’ to play around him. meaning, it’s only the songs on ur phone that he likes 🙄

-bakugou always takes his work phone calls outside. like if his phone rings he’ll just stand up n walk tf out the door to take it. even if it’s cold. u ask him once about it n he just “Work stays at work. This is my fuckin’ home. Now shut up about it already.”

-you’ve never once seen this man wearing socks around the house. don’t ask me, i cannot explain this whatsoever, but i just kno this man walks around constantly barefoot 🤢🤮 unfortunately.

-he’s like, the most functional person ever in almost every aspect, but the stuff katsuki is bad at?? pls he is hopelessly bad. like, lets say art stuff. omg he just doesnt have the patience for it, okay, so say goodbye to any dreams of cute lil couple’s crafts. like, he’ll sit there while u do yours, but his will look like utter shit

- during the week, katsuki is either at work, training, or at home. pls, he works so hard during the day that i highly doubt he’s anything but an absolute homebody during the work week.

- bakugou gets pissy if u re-arrange any of the furniture on a whim. pls he likes comfort and familiarity n if he stubs his toe on the stupid coffee table one more fucking time, he’s going to scream

-its a rare occurance,, especially bc of the crazy hours he works,, but bakugou rlly likes making dinner for u to come home to. he just likes to feel like he’s taking care of u tbh

-he still goes to bed at like 8:30. or thats what u think, but rlly he just goes to sit in your room and have some time to himself for a bit. as much as he loves u, he prob still needs some alone time to recharge

-bakugou takes meticulous care of any plants u have in the house. like he’ll water them on a strict-ass schedule, n preen them when necessary. pls the way he’ll curse them out if they even dare to wilt under his care?? very much “What the hell, you bitch? ‘m doin’ everything fuckin’ perfect! Grow already!”

-katsuki is such a little bitch when he’s sick. he’ll be running like a 103 temp, brain literally melting, and still trying to get up and work out. the only way u can get him to chill the hell out is if u take a nap with him. ofc that means u always get sick too,, but hey- lil sacrifices right??

-he never lets you get the door. like, if there’s a knock n neither of u knows who it could be,, pls he’s on his feet so fast. waving u away n looking thru the keyhole w/ sm suspicion

-he has his spot on the couch, n u will not find him sitting anywhere else. like, that’s his spot. u better pray for anybody who mistakenly takes it

-bakugou doesn’t like dirt or grime, so he won’t allow you or himself, to sit on your bed with clothes that have been outside. like, even if you’re just sitting on top of the covers, he’s gonna throw a fit and demand you change your clothes first bc “No way in hell am I gonna let your dumbass dirty up my bed.”

-katsuki rlly likes when it storms outside. he’ll go sit in front of the window and watch the rain, sipping on a warm drink while he waits for more thunder. 

-living with bakugou is incredibly frustrating, bc he’ll just show up with new skills all of the goddamn time. like you’ll be like, “hmm i’d love to remodel the bathroom someday”,, and the very next weekend bakugou is meticulously re-tiling the bathroom floor by hand, probably also painting the walls in a new color, maybe even installing a new sink just to spruce it up. n then he’ll just present the entirely new, upgraded room with such weird nonchalance that it pisses u off. pls and if you watch him while he does these little projects, with all the weird precision and skill he suddenly gains?? pls you’re sure he must be possessed by the ghost of a craftsman

- when he hangs out with the bakusquad, he’ll drag you along every time. he expects you to sit with him the entire time and act as a social buffer?? basically, someone’ll ask him a question, one he deems stupid and therefore not worth answering, and bakugou will just look at you expectantly. he’ll just stare at you blankly, hardly even blinking until you pick up the slack and answer for him. you call him out on this many times, but it doesn’t matter. it doesn’t change anything. he does this over and over and over again

-bakugou gets really unsettled when you guys fight. like, he can’t sleep and he’s snapping at everybody, and is somehow more aggressive than usual. he always wants to just make up already, but the pride in the way won’t allow it

-he’s a weird stickler about intended furniture functionality?? like, the table is for eating, and the couch is for watching tv, and then only way you’re gonna get him to mix the two is if you ask him rlly rlly nicely

-finally- i have no basis for this one, but ik it in my heart: bakugou has a very intense fight with your thermostat nearly every single day. he swears up and down that it never ‘behaves’ for him, but every time you check it, it’s working perfectly fine

--/-- 

ahahhaa sorry y’all for the super random spam today,, but here were are back to our regularly scheduled bakugou programming,,,, bc idk if it’s obvious ur honor, but i love him

[missdreamshade]

Hello!

I really liked your scenario with Jimin. Could I request a maknae line reaction to their s/o trying to go back to the member's home?

Like someone helped the reader to escape against her will because she's not in her right mind (reader has Stockholm Syndrome so she's deeply in love with the member) but then she try to return back to the member.

I don't know if I explained it well lmao, but I hope it'll be okay!

Thank you 🥰

// No problem, sweets! I hope you enjoy! 🍄 \\

Warnings: Yandere content, reader having Stockholm Syndrome, toxic/abusive/violent/possessive themes, please read at your own risk

Sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes

Yandere!BTS Reaction: A Friend Tries To Take You Away (Maknae Line)

Park Jimin

Jimin never considered any of your friends would truly be stupid enough as to interfere with your relationship, but the crushing reality would hit him hard the second he came home to an empty house.

He would cheerfully call out your name, expecting you to come running to his arms, but there was only silence. No movement. No pattering footsteps. Nothing.

Jimin could feel his blood beginning to boil. We’re you forcibly taken? Or did you decide to leave on your own? He needed you back in his arms. He needed you now.

The sharp noise of his cellphone ringing would temporarily snap him out of his thoughts. Pulling it out of his back pocket, he would scowl down at the name on the screen.

Unknown Caller

Putting the phone up to his ear, he let out a gruff, “Hello?”

“J-Jimin,” your shaking voice would catch him off guard, “I’m so sorry .. I-I didn’t want to leave, but they m-made me. I was able to get away, but I-I don’t know where I am—”

Any murderous anger he once had would slowly begin to melt away, only to replace itself with overwhelming concern.

“Hey .. it’s okay, princess. Take a deep breath. Stay on the phone with me, okay? I’m coming to get you, baby. Tell me, what do you see around you?”

Kim Taehyung

Three days have slowly passed by since the moment you were coerced out of your own home by your friend. Three days since you forcibly taken away from him.

There was no sign of you anywhere. You weren’t at any local hotels. Neither you or your friend would answer his phone calls. To him, you were truly missing.

That is until a soft knock at the front door broke Taehyung out of his misery. Pushing himself off of the couch, he sauntered towards the front door, lazily pulling it open.

He had no time to register who the small figure standing on the front steps was until their body sprung forward, wrapping their arms securely around his neck.

The oh-so familiar floral scent began to fill his nose. The softness of the person’s skin under his touch. The warmth radiating from their body. It was his babygirl.

“I’m so sorry, pl-please don’t be mad at me,” your voice sobbed out, “I tried to get away sooner. I wanted to call, but they wouldn’t let me—”

Your explanation was abruptly cut off by his lips smashing down onto yours. The kiss lasted for what felt like an eternity before he finally pulled away from a quick breath of air.

“You’re back now, love. Back where you belong. That’s all that matters. But I want you to tell me where your little friend has been hiding. After all, I have to teach them a lesson for trying to steal away my princess.”

Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook’s shoes tapped against the concrete pavement while he walked closer to your shared home, a box of donuts held happily in his hands.

Once your house came into view, his heart clenched at the sight. There you were with an old friend, trying to sneak out of the front door.

“No!” your voice suddenly scream out, echoing down the street.

No?

As he got closer, the image of you and your bastard of a friend became more clear. You weren’t trying to run off with the help of your buddy. Instead, your heels were dug into the ground, your free hand desperately trying to undo the grip they had on your wrist.

Rushing over to be your knight in shining armour, Jungkook would waste no time to reach out and grip onto the back of your friend’s head, smashing it into the closest thing possible. Which just so happened to be the metal railing which lined the steps leading up to your shared home.

Once your friend fell onto the cold pavement, unconscious, Jungkook would wrap you up safely in his arms, tucking your face into the crook of his neck.

“Th-They were trying ... I didn’t w-want to—“

You tried to explain what has transpired, but the words got caught in your throat.

“Shh.. I know. You don’t have to explain anything. I know my babygirl would never leave me. Not without someone trying to force her. Now go inside and calm down. I’ll come join you when I’m finished dealing with them.”

• • •

// I’m sorry everyone! I feel so bad for being M.I.A. lately. I’m going to try and hopefully hammer out all the wonderful requests I’ve received💕 \\

[cazimagines]

A Freudian Slip - Part 3

Part 1, Part 2

Masterlist

Synopsis: While a fight breaks out Zemo asks you to run away from him, you accept leaving on an eventful journey with him

Word Count: 4.5k

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Smut

Author’s note: A final 3rd installment for ‘A Freudian Slip’ I hope you all have enjoyed this brief series! Next to come out is a sequel to ‘Perfectly Exasperating’

Bucky carried Zemo back into the house bridal style, his hands gripping tightly around Zemo’s legs and chest, and dropped him onto the sofa in the midst of the room. Zemo was knocked out from when John Walker had the brilliant idea to stop Zemo from smashing all the super-soldier serum by chucking his shield at him. You could see a nasty bruise forming on the top of his head where he was struck.

You gently run your fingers over the side of his face. At this moment he looked so peaceful sleeping, his lips pulled up into a natural slight smile, parts of his hair dangled down across his forehead, his face softened and not tensed like it usually appeared to be. You brush the hair back into its usual place, running your fingers over his feverish forehead.

You turn to Bucky and Sam, whose eyes burn into yours, millions of questions flashing through them, yet they remain unspoken. “I’ll look after him,” you tell them, turning your gaze back to Zemo's peaceful form. It was easier to stare at him than them at the moment.

“You and Zemo have been spending a lot of time together,” Sam states, raising an eyebrow at you.

“Because I’ve been making sure he doesn’t betray us,” You snap back, refusing to look at them

“Sam and I have been doing that as well and you haven’t seen us giving him bedroom eyes,” Bucky argues back, stepping forward, but Sam grabs a hold of his arm to stop him from going further.

“Look y/n, we’re just concerned about you. That guy a criminal, he could easily manipulate you,”

Your eyes flash to him angrily, “You think I would be easy to manipulate,”

“No, that’s not what I meant-” Sam says but Bucky interrupts him

“Yes. I know him, y/n, that is exactly something he would do. You can’t trust him,”

“I’ve told you already, I’m just making sure he doesn’t betray us. There’s nothing else. I’d appreciate it if you believed me,”

They sigh in defeat, glancing at each other, then back to you. “Look, I will not argue with you. Go get him the things he requires. Bucky and I need to check to see if we can find Karli. I might get a chance to talk to her again” Sam says and he and Bucky turn their backs, sending one last concerning look at you over their shoulders then disappearing.

You sigh looking back to Zemo who still slept peacefully unaware. A smile tugged on your mouth, but it twisted to a frown. You all knew damn well you had been lying. Whether you wanted to admit it, you liked Zemo. Every time you saw him, the urge to kiss his lips pulled you in. You could still feel his embrace, his kisses on your neck, shoulders, collar. The sensation of him inside you, touching you. You craved it more and more like he was your addiction.

You don’t know how you hadn’t gotten to this point of being so obsessed with him, where it had kicked in. You always found him attractive, from when you first laid your eyes on him as he broke out of the prison, you felt that attraction pull to him. You never expected it would be anything more though till that one embarrassing moment when you called him daddy in the undercover mission. You could still feel your cheeks burn up in embarrassment as you remembered that night, but you could also feel your body warm up as you thought about what happened in the alleyway. How he kissed you so passionately. So earnestly.

You had tried to deny your feelings, pretend it wasn’t there, and that kiss that never happened, but Zemo would not let you avoid him. Your eyes flickered to the bathroom and your breath hitches as you remember the intimacy you two spent together there. It was there you felt you truly saw Zemo for the person he was. A man who was lonely and broken from his past. A man who cared for you no matter what Sam or Bucky says.

You felt so scared when you saw the shield hit Zemo. Panic gripped your heart as you rushed over to him. John peered down at you like you were dirt as you cradled Zemo’s head in your lap. Sam and Bucky had run up to you and were surprised you were on your knees holding his head in your hands.

As you were observing him, Zemo's eyes cracked open, and he moaned in discomfort, bringing his hand to rub his eyes. Leaping up, you shouted at him to stay still as you fetched a flannel, running it under cold water, and brought it back to him.

He smiled as you handed him the flannel, the sides of his lips curling up like a cat. “Thank you” he mumbles.

“I’ll get you a drink,”

“You’re being very kind to me y/n,”

“Don’t get used to it,”

He snickered at your sudden switch to hostility, “Will we constantly be bouncing between kindness and hatred?”

You exhale, sitting down beside him, handing a glass of whiskey to him. “I don’t hate you, Zemo, though I really should. There’s something about you I just love and I can’t let go.”

You hesitate, both of you pondering over your sudden confession. Zemo raises the flannels of his eyes and looks over at you. His eyes, which are full of wonder, scan yours. You wanted to look away, embarrassed, but you couldn’t. You didn’t want to keep running away from how you felt.

“You terrified me earlier. I thought John Walker had killed you.”

His eyes switched to concern as his eyebrows furrowed, “I’m sorry I frightened you y/n. I- I never thought I would ever get over my wife and... I still love her but you enthrall me, you drive me wild because I want to know everything about you, feel all of you, touch all of you. It’s been so long since I felt this way and it frightens me.”

You reach out your hand to grasp his and he runs his thumb over your knuckles,

“Zemo I-”

The door opens and both yours and Zemo’s head snaps towards it as Sam and Bucky walkthrough. As quick as lightning, you let go of Zemo’s hand and strode away to the opposite side of the room. Zemo’s eyes sadly glance at you, then to his hand, and he lets out a sigh. He takes a sip of his drink, then pulls the flannel back over, his eyes settling down on the sofa.

Bucky rolls his views and wanders off while Sam grabs a seat at the table to work on his laptop. The silence was suffocating. At least for you. Sam seemed to try hard to concentrate on the laptop, but Zemo relaxed, sipping his drink and you pulled out your phone, playing a silly game to waste away the time.

“Were you ever offered it?” Zemo finally asks Sam. Sam’s gaze leaves the laptop looking at you, then over to Zemo.

“What?”

“The serum,”

“No,”

You glance between them, not knowing if you should leave or not. Sam didn’t seem to want to be engaged in a conversation, but Zemo wasn’t taking the hint.

“If you had been, hypothetically, that is, would you have taken it?”

Without a second hesitation, Sam replies, a harsh tone to his voice, “No”

“No hesitation. That’s impressive,” Zemo says, nodding in approval.

He raises his hand, taking off the flannel with a slight grunt, “Sam,” he says as he holds the flannel in his hand, his gaze unwavering from it.

“You can’t hold out hope for Karli. No matter what you saw in her. She’s gone. And we cannot allow her and her acolytes become yet another faction of gods among real people. Super soldiers cannot be allowed to exist.”

You look down to the ground, frowning at Zemo’s words, but Sam answers without hesitation, “Isn’t that how god's talk?"

Zemo’s eyes continue to glare down at the flannel, for once not speaking up.

“And if that’s how you feel, what about Bucky?”

“Blood isn’t always the solution” Sam finishes as you hear a door click in the background. As Bucky walks in, you get up and walk over to Zemo again, who sits up to let you sit beside him. He gently places his hand on your knee, your eyes flickering to each other, hiding the action enough so the others don’t see. Though you both say nothing because of the present company, it’s as if you could read each other's thoughts. You were both conflicted on what path to follow and because of that, you found solace in each other.

“Something’s not right about Walker,” Bucky mutters, shrugging off his jacket.

“Like we hadn’t known that from the start,” you mumble

“Well, I know a crazy when I see one. Because I am crazy,”

“Can’t argue with that,” Sam agrees

The two argue about the shield once again and you were preparing to stop them when the doors once again burst open and John Walker and his partner storm in. All your heads turn towards the disruption and you groan in frustration at seeing him.

“All right. That’s it. Let’s go. I’m ordering you to hand him over,”

Both Sam walks out in front of John to stop him from getting nearer Zemo. You stood up to go stand by him as well, but Zemo grasps your hand as he gets up, shaking his head. Your eyebrows turn down confused, but he doesn’t offer you an explanation.

With his other hand, he hands the bottle of whiskey over to you, then picks up his glass, dragging you over to the kitchen counter. You weren’t paying attention to what Sam and John were saying till a spear flew past them, imbedding in one pillar.

Your eyes widened as you saw Dora Milaje storm in.

One of them speaks in Wakandan to Bucky, obviously pissed. “Release him to us now” she orders in English. Zemo’s eyes glance anxiously from yours to them, his mind swarming with thoughts of how to get out.

“Hi, John Walker. Captain America.” John says walking over to them. They refuse to say anything to him, so he looks awkwardly away.

“Well, let’s uh put down the pointy sticks and we can talk this through, huh?” he says, patronising them. You wanted to facepalm because of his stupidity.

“Hey, John. Take this easy. You might want to fight Bucky before you tangle with the Dora Milaje,” Sam warns

John Walker however doesn’t listen. He proceeds to antagonise them till he finally places a hand on her shoulder and all hell breaks loose.

Both you and Zemo stand at the side watching John Walker fight them. Zemo sips his whiskey and offers you a sip. You smile slightly at his nonchalant attitude about the fight, letting him raise the glass to your lips as you drink.

Both Sam and Bucky eventually join in the fight as well, and once again you move to join them, but Zemo’s grip on your hand tightens. “Not now little one” he mutters

He peers around, watching the fight as you stare questionably at him, “Zemo what the hell is up with you today. Did that hit to the head get rid of your common sense” you whisper angrily trying to tug your hand out of his. Zemo rolls his eyes at you, clasping your hand.

“We need to go” he whispers urgently and tries to tug you towards the bathroom.

“What? Zemo, Zemo wait. What do you mean we?” You ask, grounding your feet into the floor.

He looks around at the fighting, his skin becoming whiter as he gets more worried. “We don’t have a lot of time y/n, please. I need you to come with me,”

You didn’t know where he wanted to go, or how he was planning on leaving, but you could see fear prickling in his eyes as he looked at you.

“What about Sam and Bucky?”

“They will be okay. Please y/n, I want to spend this time with you. I don’t want to do this alone,”

You stare into his eyes once more, then nod, finally making your choice.

You let him lead you back into the bathroom and close the door behind him. He quickly pushes the bath aside, revealing a passageway into the sewer.

“Ugh,” you say to yourself as you look down the hole. “Ladies first,” Zemo says, placing his hand on your back, the side of his lip curling up into a smile as he guides you over to the hole.

You shoot him a glare before grasping onto the ladder and clambering down as fast as you could, trying your best not to slip.

After a minute you reached the bottom of the ladder and Zemo arrived quickly after. It was so dark down there, but thankfully Zemo had a flashlight in his coat. Once again grabbing a hold of your hand, he guides you down a pathway.

“So this was the best escape plan you had?” you ask, your nose wrinkling at the unpleasant smell

“I’m sorry y/n, did you have a better plan?” he replies sarcastically

“Well, I didn’t know I was running away with you until a minute before,”

Zemo pauses, beaming the light on your face, making you cringe. He lowers it slightly. So it wasn’t in your eyes but still illuminated your face.

“I owe you a thank you for coming with me. I know it wasn’t a simple decision to leave your friends for a person you meet just a few days ago,”

“When you put it like that, you make me feel even crazier for making this decision,” you grumble

“But it’s okay Zemo, Sam and Bucky will be fine without me, and I wanted to be with you,”

Zemo raises his hand to cup the side of your face, his thumb running along your cheekbone. Quickly he pulls you to him, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. His spare hand holding the flashlight wraps around your waist as he holds you there, moving his lips on yours, which you reciprocate.

As suddenly as it had started, it ended. He pulled away slightly, his lips still brushing against yours. “Thank you, little one”

His nickname for you sends shivers along your spine and you let out a husky breath. He smirks at you, turning around, and continues to walk down the pathway.

Eventually, you reach another ladder that you can climb up. You blink a lot as you emerge into the sunlight, finding yourself on a random road.

“What now?” you ask

Zemo walks over to a car, jumping into the driver's seat, and pats the passenger seat next to him. As you get in beside him he easily hot wires the car and gets the engine started.

“So have lots of experience stealing cars?” you ask Zemo and he chuckles, “When you become a criminal you pick up a lot of new skills,”

“I suppose aiding with the escape of a criminal now makes me one as well. You bring about a lot of surprises,”

“I’ve been told I am quite surprising,” he glances at you, smirking as he drives, “And seductive,”

You slap the side of his arm lightly, “Eyes on the road, mister”

“Mister? I think I prefer what you called me before. Hm, what was that again?”

You groan as Zemo brings up that embarrassing night for you, “You’ll never let that go, will you?”

“You calling me daddy? Of course not. I quite like it,”

“Where are we even going?” you ask trying to direct the conversation somewhere else

Zemo turns from looking at you to the road, the smile on his face slowly fading.

“Sokovia,”

Your breath hitches as he says the name of his country, bringing back the reminders of his previous family.

“I want to see the memorial,”

You nod quietly, not sure what you could say.

For the next ten minutes, you two sit in uncomfortable silence. All previous moments where you were having fun had faded. Eventually, Zemo sighed in frustration and made a sharp turn in the car, pulling into a secluded spot on an empty road.

He turns off the car and turns to face you. “It seems to me we need to talk,”

You look to him then away, “I don’t think so”

“Y/n” he growls

“I said we don’t need to talk!” you shout, glaring at him, but you snap your lips shut as you realised how much anger had suddenly built up in you.

Recognition flashes in Zemo’s eyes as he stares at you, “This is about my family, isn’t it?”

You look away, your cheeks burning as you knew how ridiculous you were being.

Zemo nods his head, looking at the road ahead as he thought over what to say.

“You are part of the reason I want to go to the memorial,” he finally admits

It was your turn to look at him, puzzled. He pushes his lips together as he prepares for what he wants to say next.

“I love my family. Every day, I miss them. But I also really like you y/n. You are someone I want to spend all my time and money on just to make you happy. Every time I look at you, I want to take you, no matter where we are. And I feel I owe it to my family to visit the memorial to pay respect and to accept that it is okay for me to move on,”

It felt like with his words he had lifted an enormous weight off of your shoulders. Tears sprung to your eyes and Zemo looked panicked noticing them but you grinned, placing your hand on his shoulder.

“Thank you, Zemo,”

His fingers run along your arms and up to your face, tracing your jawline. His eyes flicker from your eyes to your lips and slowly move forward towards you. Once again he captures your lips with his but this time it was gentle like he was trying to savior you. You grasp the fur parts of his coat and try to pull him closer, you can feel through your kiss him smirking.

“Would you prefer to take this to the back seat?” he rasps and you nod your head quickly. You pull away from the kiss, shifting in your seat so you can clamber onto the long seat at the back of the car. Zemo holds onto your waist as he follows you through the back. He sits down on the seat and pulls you onto him so you were straddling his waist. His hands grip tighter to your hips as you go back to making out with him while you ground on his lap, feeling wetness stain your pants.

You smirked into the kiss as you felt Zemo’s trousers stiffen and a bulge appear as you grinded on him.

“Let go of me Zemo,” you sigh as you pull away from the kiss, hesitantly Zemo lets go of your waist curious to see what you were planning. It was hard positioning yourself with the limited space you two had in the car, but you sat on your knees, pushing his legs apart as you settled between them. You reach up and tug down the zip on his trousers, exposing his boxers. Zemo sits back and watches you as you tug them down, exposing his member.

Already some pre-cum had leaked from it, which you gladly licked up, running your tongue along its side. You traced the vein that stuck out, feeling it pulse against your tongue. Teasing him, you flick your tongue over the tip, hovering your lips just around it but not going further.

Zemo finally moves, impatiently he grasps your hair in his hand and pushes you down onto his member, making you take all of him. He lets out a groan, his eyes fluttering shut as he rolls his head back as he felt the heat of your tongue on his member. You suck your cheeks in to give him more pleasure as he pumps your head up and down so that his member could go in as far as it could.

You grasp his tights to position yourself better. You could feel aching between your legs as you longed for more, but at the moment all you wanted to do was please him. Zemo pushed your head faster, grunting, feeling pleasure swarm over him. He then suddenly pulled you off his member, grabbing your arms he lifted you, getting off the seat and pushing you on so you were lying down on your back.

“Forgive me little one” he purrs as his hands roughly grasp at your trousers and quickly pushes them down, exposing your pants. “I need to feel inside you” He runs his finger up them chuckling feeling the wetness soaking through.

“Do you have a condom?” he asks, looking in your eyes, “We don’t need one” you gasp, the urge to feel him swarming you.

“As you wish,” he says, immediately pushing your pants aside and slipping into you.

You moan feeling him stretch you out but as soon as he was in you he drew back almost completely out of you but snapped his hips back into you. He thrusts with all the strength he has, pushing your body up and down on the seat.

You wrap your hands around his back, your nails digging into his back as your body moves up and down with him. His head settles on your shoulder, where he leaves hickies. Every time he pulls back from kissing and biting you he would whisper things in Sokovian that you couldn’t understand but you were sure were endearing.

His fingers snaked down to find your clit and rubbed it, sending shock waves of pleasure to your brain. You let out a loud moan as you felt the knot in your stomach tightening. As if knowing you were close, Zemo's hips thrust deeper into you, hitting the right spot to make you let loose, your walls clamping down on him as you came. He groans into your neck, feeling your walls flutter around him. His thrusts grew more erratic till you could feel him twitch in you and his seed spill into you.

He pants heavily, finally looking you in the eyes. “I love you little one,” he whispers

You smile, placing a kiss on the side of his face, “I love you too... daddy”

He chuckles and finally gets off you.

The car drive after that was comfortable. Zemo liked to drive with one hand on the wheel while the one hand resting on your thigh, as if reminding you, you belonged to him and only him. Hours later, you finally arrived at the memorial.

Holding your hand, Zemo walks up to the sculpture. He speaks to himself in Sokovian first, getting whatever he needs to say off his chest. After that he turns to you, his eyes capturing yours as they were glazed with tears, “The loss of my country, of my family, broke me y/n, but in some twisted way I am not as upset as I was about it before because it led me to you. I don’t blame you for any of it, I know you had nothing to do with the Sokovian attack just like Sam and James. I’m so glad I could spend these last moments with you.”

You look at him confused, “These last moments?”

You suddenly hear footsteps approaching and you quickly spin around, seeing Bucky appearing behind you. Your head snaps back to Zemo. “Zemo what the hell is going on!?”

He smiles sadly at the floor, then back at you, grabbing your hands. “I’m afraid I must ask something hard of you y/n. Please, can you leave”

The breath left your lungs; it felt as if your entire chest dropped hearing his words.

“... What,”

“I don’t want you to witness what must happen next,”

Your gaze flickers from Bucky who was standing back letting you two have your moment to Zemo who looked desperately at you.

“I’m not leaving you, Zemo,” you state

“Y/n…”

“NO!” you shout

“Y/n I-” Bucky says walking forward, but one death glare from you quickly shuts him up.

“How could you ever ask something of me like that, especially after... after everything that has happened,”

“I should have told you y/n, I’m sorry, but I needed to spend these last moments with you because you are so special to me, I didn’t want to ruin the moment by telling you what was to come,” tears gush from your eyes as you shake your head at him, He steps closer to you, holding your head in his hands, using his thumbs to wipe away your tears.

“And because I love you, I don’t want you to see this. You know there is no other way out of this. It has to happen, and it’s okay, I’m ready. Just like I could with my wife, I know you’ll be able to move on and find someone who will give you everything I can’t and never will because you deserve so much better than me,”

“I love you,” you whisper, the hot tears spilling down your cheeks. Your eyes examine every detail of his face, trying to ingrain everything in your mind.

“I love you little one,”

He pulls you into one last kiss, gentle, but the romantic moment drowned in sadness.

You pull away. Turn around. You don’t look at him. You can’t because you know if you do you won’t be able to leave. You glare at Bucky though you know as well as Zemo it isn’t his fault. You walk a slight distance, just enough so that they are out of sight, and then you collapse on the floor.

Your hands into the ground, pulling at the dirt as you let all your pain out, trying to hold in your sobs. How is it you had fallen for that man so quickly? You loved him; you had risked giving him your heart, and he was pulled so quickly from you. You felt betrayed; he didn’t tell you what he was planning, but you couldn’t bring yourself to hate him for it either.

You don’t know how long you stayed there, but you opened your eyes when you felt a shadow fall over you. Looking up, you saw one member of the Dora Milaje looking down at you.

Your eyes widen in surprise, and then you gasp, connecting the dots. “Zemo'' you whisper, jumping off the ground and running back to where you last saw him. Sure enough, as you arrived you saw him being escorted to the Dora Milaje aircraft.

Hearing your footsteps, Zemo glances over at you. Sadness flickers in his eyes as he stops walking to look at you, but they grasp his shoulder, forcing him to look forward and to keep moving. You watch as they escort him away, till you couldn’t see him anymore.

Bucky walks over to you, looking at the floor guiltily.

“I’ll see him again,” you tell Bucky

“y/n I don’t think-”

“I’ll see him again, Bucky. You can count on that”

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[bridgehampton]

Mommy's Boy

Oikawa x reader, sub!oiks, technically seijoh four x each other x reader

Nsfw

Mommy's Boy

You and Oikawa Tooru had been dating for a while. You and he had met at a summer camp the year before high school and had started dating. His playboy demeanor was totally faked and you found it quite cute. He acted so domineering and in control around his teammates and the people who went to his school.

However, when he was with you he was nothing like that.

“Mom...mommy please.” Tooru sobbed as you slid the strap in and out of his tight hole. You gently thread a finger through his hair as you thrust into him. His moans and whimpers were reaching a peak. He was about to cum. “Please mommy let me cum this time.” You chuckle into his hair and kiss him on the back of his head as you peg his prostate making him cum. He screamed out your name so prettily as his back bowed.

As you pull out your phone vibrates on the screen a notification pops up:

Iwaizumi Hajime has added you on Snapchat!

“Tooru?” You ask. He hums and slowly rolls over to look at you through heavily lidded eyes. “Iwaizumi just added me on snap, did you give him my snap?” You ask, Tooru began to blush as he looked down at your lap as he twined your fingers together.

“Yeah, I did. I wanted maybe for him to see the show if he wanted to.” He whispered. You giggle and pull him into your chest as you pepper kisses on his forehead.

“You are so cute! Of course, do you want Mattsun and Makki to see as well?” He whimpered against your stomach as he nodded his head.

“Please mommy. I want them to see how good of a boy I can be.” You smile as you push his head back lightly.

“Neither can I.” You say as you lean down to pepper your boy with kisses.

Across town in Matsukawa Issei’s house, Iwa, Mattsun, and Hanamaki Takahiro were hanging out together.

“Oh hey, guys she added me back,” Iwa said, hiding how excited he was that you did. The three of them thought that you were super cute.

As Mattsun and Makki moved to see the notification, but their phones lit up with notifications at the same time.

Y/L/N Y/F/N has added you on Snapchat!

The three stared at each other at immediately added you back as fast as they could. The first thing they saw was a story.

It was a picture of you in a mirror with Oikawa wrapped around you, his head buried in your neck. The caption read “My boy wants to put on a special show if you want to see my pretty boy at his best swipe up ;p”

The three look at each other and swipe up.

The three are immediately added to your private story. The first picture is a black screen with a caption that reads “Please enjoy the show!”

The second is a picture of you wearing Tooru’s jacket unzipped so low that it showed that you weren’t wearing a bra.

All three swallowed.

“What is?”Iwaizumi swallowed as they clicked to the next picture. Iwaizumi dropped the phone. On the screen was a video of Tooru wearing a cheerleading uniform that was much too short for him. The shirt was cropped and showed off his midriff and the skirt ended high on Tooru’s creamy white thighs. The skirt rode up even higher as he knelt at your feet. “Pretty boy,” Your voice lightly purred.

“Are they going to fuck?!” Makki asked. Iwaizumi choked as his eyes bugged slightly.

“Oikawa looks really hot,” Mattsun said, slight awe in his voice. The other two looked at him and then down at the video to look at Oikawa again. They all shared a look that read ‘don’t tell him about this.’ As they clicked to the next video.

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You adored it when Tooru looked up at you from where he knelt on the floor. His brown eyes were open wide and adoring as they stared at you.

“You’re so beautiful, baby.” You gently trace the curve of Tooru’s jaw with the tip of your strap-on. His eyes slitted and a haze began to come over them. His mouth opened and he slightly turned his head to try to catch the tip in his mouth.

“Uh uh,” you gently tapped the side of his face. Tooru huffed and a pout came over his pretty face. “Isn’t he well behaved?” The question was directed to your audience. Even though Tooru knew they weren’t really there he shivered. You knew it was because his precious teammates were watching. You smirked and moved the tip of the fake cock to his lips.

“Because you’re my special boy I’ll give you what you want.”

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Watching Oikawa Tooru suck cock was one of the most erotic things Issei had ever seen. Takahiro and Hajime couldn’t tear their eyes away either.

“Guys…” Issei started as his two friends turned to look at him. “I’m so fucking hard. I need to jerk off.” As he expected their eyes drifted to his cock and sure enough it was straining to get out of his pants.

“Yeah. Yeah,” Takahiro was staring as Hajime muttered. “Let’s do it.”

There was a pause and then all of the boys tore off their pants and wrapped hands around their cocks as they watched their captain, their friends, blissed-out expression as he sucked a cock.

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He was going to cum. Tooru could feel the tightness in his stomach and look up into your eyes. By your proud smile, he knew that you knew, and what that meant for him.

“Are you going to cum untouched pretty boy? Are you going to cum untouched from sucking mommy’s cock?” He knew that was it. He loved it when you called yourself mommy. So, when the tears welled up in his eyes and a flush covered his cheeks he just let out a desperate whimper as he came.

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“Holy shit.” Hajime gasped as Tooru came untouched. Makki came immediately after their captain, cum splattering his hand and the phone. Mattsun followed him, with Hajime bringing up the rear. The three just sat in silence for a little.

Takahiro cleared his throat as he wiped his cum off his hand and phone. “Guys there’s a link to a live stream that happens every Friday.”

The three silently added the stream’s info to their phones before heading out. With the thought that they couldn’t wait for Friday.

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As you were cleaning Tooru up your phone buzzed with new messages.

Hanamaki Takahiro: That’s hot. See’ya friday.

Iwaizumi Hajime: Thank you for including me.

Matsukawa Issei: Fuuuuck

Matsukawa Issei: If u ever want to spit-roast his pls pls pls remember me

Matsukawa Issei: Fuck sorry I’m so down bad

You snorted and showed Tooru your phone.

“Wanna get fucked by Matsun?” His shudder gave you your answer and so you messaged him back.

Y/L/N Y/F/N: What are you doing Friday, Mattsun?

That's my 1st x reader fic I hope you like it!