#hi babe if you’re reading this: sorry 💜

[cvsette]

Ueueue my girlfriend…. 💜💜💜💜💜💜 :’’))))) She……

[blackberries45]

Okayy I’m back haha, thank you so much for your response and absolutely please don’t feel pressured to if you’re not comfortable but could I request Beetlejuice just like talking you through it and giving praise😭😭 I’m a sucker for him honestly 🖤

Sooooo absolutely just ignore this if it's not what you asked for and or sucks 🤣 I am so sorry this took so long and also that it turned into a short fic. Thank you so much for asking this 🖤

I'd also like thank @hederasgarden for letting me kinda circle and be encouraging. @liquidloz and @84reedsy for reading it and saying it wasn't trash and @the--blackdahlia for fixing the crazy amount of formatting errors and weirdness because I got on a roll finally and everything went out the window.

Brava Ragazza

Notes: I'm terrified to read it again because I'll probably delete it from over thinking, so best of luck 😅

Warnings: smut, thigh riding, praise

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You sat on the floor staring at the TV. It had been too long of a day, and you were completely vegging out now. Your elbows were resting on your coffee table, and your head was between your hands. You couldn't even tell what was actually on because you were just staring at this point. A solid hour had probably gone by, and you hadn’t moved a muscle. You did know instantly, however, when he was sitting behind you on the couch.

 “Hey,” it was so blasé. “Do you need something?” you asked him without even turning around.

 “No, but you do. Make me stick around for a minute."

 “Ok,” you said, still staring at the TV and not really giving it much thought. You melted yourself down so your head was just resting on your arm across the table as you lazily said his name three times. Now you were aware you were watching Friends, sideways. 

Not caring to reposition, you started speaking without much thought. “I'm surprised you're around today. You seemed rather jealous of that guy I had over a few nights ago.” 

Before you had time to realize what was happening, your head was being yanked backward by your ponytail into Beetlejuice’s crotch, now looking upside down at him. He blew a puff of smoke in your face. 

“I don't get jealous babes. Now come up here so I can show you why,” he released your head but you were sitting back up too slowly for him. Snap! You were suddenly straddling his left thigh. The quick motion caught you off guard and your arms fell forward to grab his shoulders to steady yourself. His eyebrow raised in amusement, 

“You good?” he asked as he slightly turned his head to take another drag of his cigarette. “Now here's what's going to happen,” he slowly blew out the smoke. “I'm going to have you grind yourself as hard as you can into my thigh. I'm going to show you why I can do more just sitting here than that little shit could have done with his whole body.” 

“But Beej, I didn't even sleep with him!” You started to protest. 

“Yeah honey but you wanted to.” The protest on your face quickly dropped, you know he was right. You didn't really care about the guy you honestly by that point just wanted to get off but it never worked out. He was way too annoying and the embarrassment the next morning wouldn't have been worth it. You started to protest again but this time your voice came out quietly 

“I think I'm too heavy to be on  you like this and..” 

“The fuck you talking about? I'm literally a..” 

“And also,” you interrupted him, “This is really exposing. And we haven't even done anything before. I honestly didn't even know you could do anything” That sent him into the ultimate rage. He snapped again and you were naked except for your bra. “Oh my god!” You started to push yourself up to get off him but he grabbed you by the waist and slammed you back down onto his thigh. The instant hard pressure against your pubic bone sent tiny sparks up to your stomach, but you started to say his name in protest again. “Beetle…” Snap! Your mouth was sewn shut. 

“Oh no honey, we are way past that.” His eyes went from blue to dark stormy gray. “Move!” you looked at him with giant wide eyes and slightly shook your head. He got it now. You weren't protesting because it was him. You just didn't know what to do.

“Oh! You are such a good girl that you haven't done something like this before, is that it?” you nodded your head but also gave away with your eyes that you liked when he called you a good girl. He picked up on it instantly. He slowly looked at you from your exposed flesh on his striped suit-covered pant leg, all the way up to your eyes, and then stared into them intently.

 “I want you to move your hips and grind down like I’m fucking you.” Your eyes widened and your cheeks wet dark red. He put his hand up to your cheek and rubbed his thumb across your bottom lip stitches, as he softened his eyes for a split second before commanding.  “Move.”

You swallowed harshly as his hand left your cheek and rested on your hip bone. The sensation of his cool hand on what felt like your now burning skin helped you to get a little nerve back. 

You held onto his shoulders as you started to just slowly move your hips. Beej slightly leaned back again against the couch making it harder for you to hold on to his shoulders, causing you to lean more forward. This caught the front of you right up against him where you hadn't felt yet. A little noise escaped your throat.  

“You're being such a good girl for me,” Beetlejuice sneered. A cigarette appeared back in his hand again. He could tell that it was hitting your clit this time and how hard you were trying not to let your eyes show it. His grip on your hip grew harder and he started pushing you back and pulling you forward, setting a pace for you to match. As tiny noises started coming up your throat, he started to darkly and lowly laugh. 

Annoyance at your circumstance and now him laughing at it caused you to let go of his shoulders. Your right hand landed right between the crease of his leg and pelvis. You squeezed him, causing him to jerk slightly. Your left hand reached for his tie. Gripping it and yanking him to your face you glared at him. With your mouth still stitched shut and your eyelids heavy, half from the heat that was building in you and half from the hatred you had for Beej at the moment, you almost looked as menacing as he did. The whole thing however was getting Beetlejuice more and more turned on. 

You tried to tell him something, but all that came out was mumbled through your shut mouth. 

Beej snapped as he kept staring into your eyes, inches away from you. You leaned your head back and breathed a deep breath through your mouth and into your legs as you got the courage to look at him again and say, “please help me”.

The look he gave you was probably the same one he had given others right before he killed them. But for you, it was something completely different. 

“Thought you’d never ask” He steadied you with the hand still on your hip, but gently moved his free hand down your stomach. He was cold, but his ring was colder. He was giving you time to anticipate what was coming, but also giving himself a moment, as he was easily going to come any minute at the site of you like this.

His hand slowly turned and his long middle finger found the spot you needed. Again, the coldness of him against your rubbed raw hot flesh added to everything. A slight whimper escaped your lips as you leaned forward and rested your forehead against his. You closed your eyes and heard Beej whisper, “Good girl,” again. He moved his hand forward slightly so he could use more of your wetness. He pumped his fingers into you a few times and then slid his middle finger back to where you needed it. You couldn't help moving your hips to the same patterns as he was circling you. 

After a few minutes, your legs were getting tired and your breathing labored. He could tell and knew he had to make you come or you'd be too tired to get there. 

“Please…” you whispered as he started making faster circles. His pants were now starting to get wet spots forming from you but also where he was starting to pre cum as well. “Can't you just help me please?” You were getting desperate and whiny. He knew he could get you there in this position, it would just take a second more.

”I will gladly fuck you anytime and anywhere babe,”  he let out a groan, “but right now is about you… and you're being… such a good girl…” His words were getting desperate as well. He knew if he could get you off that he would get off too. 

With your foreheads still touching, and your eyes still closed, Beej nuzzled your nose and then put his lips against yours. You kept your eyes tightly shut so you could concentrate on all the different movements and sensations at once. Just as you started to kiss him back, he put as much pressure as he could against you, causing you to grind as hard as you could into his fingers and thigh. 

“Good girl,” He whispered again after he broke the kiss., causing your eyes to flutter open momentarily before you closed them as he crashed against your lips again. Your moans were escaping into his mouth as he deepened the kiss and somehow got faster and faster with his movements until you both couldn't keep up with your making out and you were both bursting.

Your head dropped to his shoulder, panting as his eyes were rolling back and his head flopped against the back of the couch. His movements slowed down instead of ending abruptly. And when you stopped rocking your hips, he removed his hand and brought it to your lips. You opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue, amazed at your own willingness to continue to please him. He stuck his fingers in your mouth gently to clean your juices off of him. Putting your lips around them, he pumped them a few times in and out, his ring hitting your lips as he pushed them back in. When he was finished and pulled them out, you gently rolled yourself off his thigh and onto the couch next to him. He snapped for your clothing to come back and then snapped again for a blanket. Resting your head on his shoulder, he turned to you and cupped your face, the ring still freezing against your cheek. He gave you a smirk before his quiet words hit your ears.  

“Brava ragazza.”

[sanspuppet]

Hi!! What do you think of NOT SHY hard dom Yeosang, like one night he just flips a switch and shows you who he truly is behind closed doors, and is SUPER confident and commanding w the deep voice of his..

I mean most of the time ppl make him out as kind of shy-ish or brief during sex but what if he's really not like that.. and he's fed up w the sweet boy image, bc even mythical angel men crack at some point..

I LOVE UR WRITING AND YOU SO SO MUCH 💜💜💜💜💜💜

W/T: smut, unprotected sex (don’t), fingering, established relationship, pet names (baby)

omg i highly agree with you T-T, also thanks for the sweet words, lov you too <33

duh okey so i just read your ask again and noticed a couple details… and now i fear it doesn’t perfectly suit to your thought… im soso sorry if it doesn’t but i still tried my best “-“

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“Yeosang has been a teasing all day”, you think to yourself while showering. The way he touched you… the way he spoke to you with that fucking tone he knew would drive you crazy… the way his tight undershirt exposed his toned biceps… but it was unintentional, right? You can feel your core soaking wet, and it surely isn’t because of the water drops falling over your body.

You internally yelp, hearing someone knocking on the door, the deep voice of Yeosang coming from the other side:

“Babe, how long it’ll take?”

Your mind is taken away from your thoughts, bringing you back to reality as you stutter to reply him. You turn off the showerhead, letting him to hear you better: “n-not much, almost done.” you reassure him, leaving hesitantly the shower to dry yourself.

“Okey, please come to our bedroom right after you finish.” You nod, putting on slowly your underwear.

Minutes after, you exit the bathroom, still nervous about the effect he had on you the entire day. Laying next to him this night, will be a fucking torture, seeing his gorgeous face while sleeping like a baby, but the intentions you’d have for him not as innocent.

And now, you see Yeosang’s bare back as you enter the bedroom. He throws his undershirt on the chair next to the nightstand, turning around to look at you, his stare diving into yours. Your breath gets heavy when he tilts his head, wanting you to come closer.

“Lay down, baby” Yeosang indicates the bed, his confident voice making you genuinely obey him, bouncing on the mattress as you throw yourself on it. You gulp, when your eyes catch the figure of his body stripping. His clothes falling quickly on the floor, as he positions himself in front of you. Your mouth hangs open when you get to see his boner standing between your legs, asking to yourself if you could ever take it all the way in.

“You okay with this, darling? Want you so bad right now.” he questions. You don’t think twice before nodding, though this situation got you off guard, you’re surely not going to complain.

Yeosang smirks, his hands grip the sides of your panties, dragging them down your legs. He moves then apart your knees, so he could get a better view of your already dripping cunt. “Fuck, so pretty for me.”

You can’t even pay attention to what he’s saying, your mind’s already full with the sight of his hard dick, ready to dive into you. You feel Yeosang’s hand raising your chin, forcing you to make eye contact with him. He presses his lips on yours, bringing you back to his face. “Eyes here baby, want you to look at me when i’ll fuck you, got it?” You blink a couple times, your heartbeat accelerates as you feel his other hand sliding beneath your nightgown, your breaths getting sharper when he brings it slowly up your chest, reaching your breast. Yeosang reveals a satisfied groan, feeling your softness under his touch. Either way, you’re kinda surprised finding out that new side of him, that side that you drooled for the past two years of engagement, still you’re in disbelief about how you could have resisted all this time. As if he could read your mind, he searches for your lips again, sucking and biting on them to get a better taste of your sweet yet addicting arousal.

“God, i’ve waited so much for doing this”

The temptation between you two grows stronger than ever, his hand lands on every inch of your body, trying to catch your softness under his grip. Suddenly you feel two fingers stimulating your sensitive corner, the unexpected friction causes your muscles to tense under the weight of Yeosang’s body. You roll your eyes back, biting your lower lip to hold back any reaction. He’s looking at you with disapproval in his eyes, attacking your consumed lips another time, getting you to let out whimpers between your devouring kisses.

“gotta prepare your tight cunt for later, don’t you think?”

Yeosang inserts two finger inside your sobbing entrance without any hesitation, making sure to hit every sweet spot, rubbing his fingertips against your aroused corners. You can feel his warm breath against your neck, your hands are caressing his naked back, trailing down his spine, your soft touch out of tune with his decisive way to pump your pussy with his slender fingers, sends him goosebumps, wanting you to loose yourself on him.

“Fuck… I’m going to add another one”

Without even waiting for you to articulate any word, he slides into you his ring finger, a low pitched groan escaping his mouth, loving the feeling of your hot, creamy walls sucking his fingers, wet ropes already dripping out of your pussy, with him stimulating your sweet spot simultaneously. You can’t help but keep whining his name into his ear, holding yourself on his shoulder, your nails leaving scratches over his light skin. You feel the heat in your stomach growing, your body more sensitive than ever before, trembling and spasming as he pushed his fingers deeply into your cunt.

“Fuck fuck fuck, Yeo- c-close, don’t stop-“

you keep babbling, feeling your mind getting quickly foggy, focusing on nothing but the immense pleasure his touch is giving you.

“Yeah baby, cum on my fingers.” he chuckles at your desperate state, speeding his pace as you start moaning louder. “All wet and ready to be fucked” he leans over you ear, whispering: “You’ll clench like this over my cock too, won’t you?” his words booming inside your head make you instinctively tensing your lower muscles, squeezing his fingers buried into your pussy. “Yeah just like that”

You can feel it, the pleasure turning into pure arousal, your legs are shaking uncontrollably, to your amazement, the orgasm reached you faster than it has ever did, your juices spreading all around his wrinkling fingers, dripping out of your overstimulated sex.

“Mmmh fuck! it feels so good… Yeo…” you whimper finally, breathing in deeply trying to regain yourself, and get off of your high. Yeosang sits with a proud smirk between your legs, caressing your inner thighs, fighting not to concentrate too much on how hard, almost hurting, his cock is, needy to dive into your heavenly pussy as soon as it could.

“Just imagine how good you’ll be all filled with my cum.”

You nod mindlessly, in fact, despite you’re still not over your previous orgasm and too sensitive to be fucked again already, you want more, you need more from him.

“Yes, please… want you inside-“ you fight to articulate such a simple phrase, yet you feel distraught by how his suave fingers dived into you.

Yeosang doesn’t respond, he slightly smirk, chuckling joyfully, surprised by your slutty side he has never found out till tonight. He grabs forcefully your ass, lifting it up at the angle where he could fuck you better, kneeling in front of your soaking cunt, his cockhead slams against your clit, having you letting out another frustrated moan, impatient to feel his warm member worshiping you to its limit. Lewd, squelching sounds fill the air inside your bedroom, as he starts pounding you, the sound of his pelvis slamming against your thigh gap give him the ecstasy to act rougher, to slide into you faster. Not that it would be hard, feeling your wet folds embracing his length so fucking well, even you are amazed by the flow between you two. Yeosang’s mind go numb as he feels for the first time the closest possible to you, he fucking loves it, he doesn’t want to stop. the opportunity to finally mark you as his, lets his possessive self getting frisky, pumping you like a man who had fucked hundreds of time would do. Groaning, exasperating, hissing the shit out of his lungs, he feels amazing and he wants to demonstrate it.

“Fuuck- my balls prepared a big load for you, my cum will leak out of your pussy for days until i’ll breed you fully again.” his previous sharp thrusts are getting now sloppy, his precum keeps releasing, your mind had lost any coherent thoughts from minutes ago. Yeosang stares at the way your tits bounce every time his cockhead kisses harshly your deepest spot, the view drives unconsciously his body towards his orgasm.

“Mmm yeah so tight and warm, fuck i love it”

he trows his head back, loosing his pace as he feels overwhelmed by the pleasure, all he can do is rolling his hips back and forth, accompanying the both of you over the edge. You don’t even realize that you’re jabbering quietly, your mind feels dizzy and only what you can think about is how good it feels to be full with your boyfriend’s cock:

“p-please… inside… cum- fuck…”

Yeosang surely loves to see you like this, he promises to himself that he’ll fuck you dumb at least every three days. He keeps to bury his dick inside your cunt, till you feel ropes of hot cum shooting into you, and it doesn’t stop, his cock releases his seeds until Yeosang could see it trying to leak out of the small gap between your inner walls and his cock still buried in them. You finally let out your last moan before the second chanting orgasm hits your lower abdomen, you arch your back by the irresistible stimulation, feeling how Yeosang’s length twitched inside with you.

“How do you feel, baby?”

“Sticky”

[romanestuffsposts]

Oksy so it's a very random start rn but last week I was with a friend and she gave me a speacial cookie but didnt told me what in it was so i ate it and started to feel fuzzy and later I was vomiting and had a head ache and stuff and than she told me that it was a space cookie with weed in it. I was so scared when I start to notice that I dont feel good but she just made fun of me. Now i cut the contact and need comfort (when I noticed that I was not feeling good I was walking home and when I was home I was still so scared and crying that I cried in my dads arms crying myself to sleep)

Daddy stucky x little reader where she was in the same Situation and they found her crying, scared and throwing up with much comfort ❤️❤️

Hi there love! 💜

First of all I’m so so sorry that it happened to you. You are the only one who can make the decision for yourself, if you want to take a space cookie then it has to come from you and no one else ! It’s just respect. It made me so mad when I read what you send me, not mad at you but mad at your friend (who is really not a good friend btw). I can totally understand how you felt afterward and how betrayed you must have felt.

I once took a space cookie at a party at my cousin’s house and I saw everyone laughing and running everywhere while I was on my chair, completely lost. I moved my eyes from left to right and I had the feeling that the world was spinning. It wasn’t really fun because I didn’t enjoy my night because of that (two hours after I ate it I was in bed imao). But it was my choice, I was with people I trust and I wanted to take it. That’s the difference. I felt sick too (probably because it’s was the fist time I ate weed- I already smoke it but not eating it) but it was my decision.

Those kind of experience can’t come from anyone else but you. That’s just how it is and nothing else is acceptable.

I hope you recover from that horrible experience sweetie, you’re so strong and I’m so happy for you that you had your dad to comfort you. Be careful my love <3

I hope you like how I wrote this fic, lots of love babe ❤️

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warnings : mention of drugs, taking drugs against your will, feeling dizzy and sick, comfort, reassurance, trust issues, pet names, paci

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : you didn’t chose your friends correctly

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You always had a hard time making friends. Not because you’re a bad person or because you’re mean to everyone that look at you but because you’re discreet, you’re shy and you’re scared to go to people.

But once you make a friend, you’re ready to do everything for that person. You’re that kind of friend, the one who gave the half of your meal if your friend doesn’t have anything to eat. Your the kind of friend that will sleep on the floor so the other sleep in your bed. You’re the kind of friend that pardon everyone because for you, everyone can have a second chance. Mistakes happen

Mistakes..

You wouldn’t call it a mistake this time tho.

You were enjoying a sleepover at your friend’s house, everything went good, you were having fun and you even made new friends that were also invited. One of them came with a plate of cookies and you can’t lie and say you hadn’t thought of them all evening.

Apparently they knew each others for years and at first that scared you but once you met them your nerves actually relax a bit. They’re used to do things together and lived plenty life experience together while you did it alone but that’s fine, you’re here now, you’re with them so everything is good.

Around 11pm, the one that came with the cookies open the box and give one to everyone. Everyone seemed excited and you didn’t question it because you were too, not for the same reasons tho.

You ate that cookie so fast that your stomach isn’t really happen. You went to grab another one when your friend stop you ‘’wait just a few minutes before taking another, trust me’’ she winks

Trust me

You shrug it off and went back to playing, you were enjoying the night when all of a sudden, everyone start to be a little bit weird, too weird to your liking.

The more you try to understand why one of the guy is laughing hard just because he has a fly on his drink, or why your friend has a hard time opening her red eyes that you start to feel weird too.

You stand up thinking you needed water but soon realised that mistake. Once your butt leave the seat, it feels like the world start spinning around you. You look around you, scared and lost, everyone were enjoying their time while you just wanted to crawl in bed and recover.

You tried to go to your friend but when she wasn’t ghosting you she was just telling you that it was fine that you didn’t needed to worry about anything and just enjoying the feeling.

You didn’t felt listen or understood at all and that alone make you feel even more sick. With all the strength you can get, you pick up your bag and leave the house.

You live a few blocks away from your friend- ex friend, so you decide to walk home, not really knowing what to do else. You don’t know if your Daddies are home or if they took advantage of the fact that you were away to do something together.

While walking home you start crying, you felt betrayed, you may not be the most thoughtful girl but you’re definitely not stupid, you know there was something in the cookie, you just didn’t realised it on time.

You’re relieved to see your door’s house and has a warm feeling in your chest once you close it behind you. As the click of the door closing is heard, your back fall onto it and you slide down the door, until your touching the ground.

You soon hear footsteps coming toward where you are ‘’baby ?’’ Your Papa walk toward you and kneels down ‘’what are you doing here ?’’

‘’is everything okay, baby girl ?’’ Your Daddy asks as well. You shake your head, tears sliding down your face.

Your Papa rests his hand against your cheek ‘’take deep breath, love. You’re at home, with us, nothing can harm you here’’

You take shaky breathes and squeeze your hands ‘’baby tell us what’s wrong’’

‘’I- I didn wanted to. I just wanted cookie, I promise I didn k-know’’ you cry harder.

‘’Hey hey shhh, it’s okay little one, keep taking deep breathes we won’t get mad at you’’ your Daddy reassures you.

‘’I feel bad’’ you cry and wipe your eye with the back of your hand

‘’How do you feel bad ?’’ Your Papa asks, taking your hand away from your eye. He hates when you do that because you’re always too harsh with yourself and he doesn’t want you to get hurt ‘’explain to us’’

You sob ‘’I don know i-‘’ you breath out ‘’everything is spinning and- and i tired’’ you whine.

Your Daddies look at each other, it doesn’t take them a long time to connect about what had happened. You talked about cookies and then feeling bad and finally everything is spinning. They immediately understood.

Your Daddy stand up and lifts you up in his arms, you immediately roll yourself around him. He waits until your Papa finishes removing your shoes and sockets before going to the couch. He sits down and rests you on his laps ‘’it’s okay my love, you went through something you shouldn’t have to without your consent but you’ll be fine’’

‘’nothing will happen to you, you’ll feel bad for a few more hours but that’s all’’ he kisses your forehead ‘’papa will be back soon with a glass of water, it’ll make you feel better’’

‘’Close your eyes babydoll, the world will not spinning as much as it does when your eyes are open’’ he quietly says, his fingers sliding down your hair to calm you down

‘’Here princess’’ your Papa sits on the couch and help you drinking the water. The fresh liquid that slide down your throat help at making you feel more relax and calm, just like your Daddy said it would.

He takes your feet on his laps and gently rubs them while speaking softly to you. Your eyes are still close but your other senses are multiplying, the touches of your Daddies help at calming your nerve and the reassurance behind the truth your Daddy said earlier about you closing your eyes and the water thing is really good at relaxing you.

‘’How about you sleep with us tonight ?’’

They know you’re not in a big danger but it reassure them too if you were with them for the night.

You nod your head and before you can put your finger in your mouth, your Daddy slides your paci in it.

‘’We won’t let her hang out with these people, right ?’’ Your Daddy asks as his eyes wonder around your sleepy face.

‘’As if she would want to hang out with them again’’ your Papa scoffs as his hands still rubs your cold feet

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

what if peaches (unexpected) had already been pregnant from colin by the time lloyd met her?

Unkind

Note: this got out of hand.

Warnings: Lloyd being a jerk yet again, mentions of cheating, pregnancy, bodyshaming.

Please provide thoughts and feedback! I had fun doing this and hope to do some more in response to your guys' asks! Thank you for all your support. 💜

You stare through the glass, so clean and clear, it’s as if it’s even there. You wistfully admire the fine leather and silver, the gleaming watch faces with their ticking slender arms. Sparkling, shining, expensive. Too expensive for you.

That would be most things these days. With a baby on the way. You can’t afford luxuries. You can’t even save up and surprise Colin. That one. The silver and blue. That’s the one you would get him, if only.

Your vision shifts and you see your reflection across from you. Your bloated cheeks, your tired eyes, the tiny bump peeking out from your unzipped jacket. No, you’re not here to buy a gift for your husband, just to exchange his new shoes for the right size.

A shadow darkens through the window of the jewelry shop and your sight pinpoints on the man inside. He looks up from the watches with a smirk. Slicked hair, a rather bold choice of facial hair, and bold blue eyes. They fall down to your stomach as the muscles in his cheeks tense. He gives half a smirk.

You frown and back away. Strange. You wouldn’t call it a look, more a leer. You feel your phone buzzing and reach into your pocket. You fish out your phone as you waddle away. You’re not that pregnant, not yet, but there’s no hiding it now.

You answer and suppress a groan. Your back is killing you. It doesn’t get better, just less or more agonizing. 

“Hey,” Colin meets your blunt greeting, “so sorry, babe, I’m caught up at the office today. Looks like another late night.”

“Really?” You sigh in disappointment, “I was hoping… I was going to cook you dinner before I went to work.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it,” he insists, “really. You should try to relax.”

“You’re right, I guess,” you find one of the long pleather sofas they have along the wide walkways of the mall and sit. The stiff cushions aren’t meant for comfort. “I just gotta exchange your shoes,” you set the bag beside you and reach to rub your lower back, “and uh, go home, I guess. I’ll leave dinner in the oven.”

“Ah, don’t worry about me. I’ll probably just order in here.”

You nod as you teeth your lip anxiously. A figure sits further down the sofa and you do your best to ignore it.

“Uh, yeah, alright,” you mutter, “love ya.”

“You too, babe,” he replies. 

The call ends. You look at your phone glumly before tucking it away. You go to grab the back but it crinkles as the stranger beside you pulls it open to peek inside. You turn to sneer at him and snatch it up by the handles.

“Hey,” you snip.

“Nice shoes. Bit big for a newborn,” he muses. It’s the same man, from the shop window.

You shake your head and slide to the edge, standing with some effort and a grunt. You don’t need to engage with this weirdo.

“You’re out here buying the baby daddy new shoes while he’s stuck at the office fucking his secretary, huh?”

You scoff and roll your eyes, “excuse me?”

“Ah,” he slaps his thighs before he stands, “I read somewhere that the most likely time for a husband to cheat is during the pregnancy. You see, you got all these changes going on. You get moody, you get whiny, and your ass gets fat.” He leans to the side and eyes your butt, “fatter.”

You wrinkle your nose in disgust and try to sidestep him. What a fucking creep. You didn’t ask and you don’t want to hear it.

“I say you take those shoes back and treat yourself to something nice down at the jeweler. I’d suggest a pearl necklace,” he snickers as he blocks your path, “you got a great neck for it, toots.”

“Get out of my way.”

“Look, the truth is hard. It hurts. It pisses you off. I heard your phone call, doll face, he’s not staying late at the office. Trust me.”

“I don’t fucking know you.”

“Oooh, and with a mouth like that, how is he not absolutely obsessed?” His voice grits in a way that makes you shudder.

“I didn’t ask and I don’t care,” you rebuff, “now excuse me.”

You elbow past him and he lets you. You realise, if he wanted to, he could easily corner you there. Especially since you can’t move very fast.

“Think about it. You know, I’d even buy you diamonds for a good blow job,” he taunts, “you got a pretty mouth.”

“Yeah, and you got a big one,” you toss back over your shoulder as you hurry away, lowering your voice to mumble beyond his comprehension, “jerk.”

💎

You get the right size of shoes after waiting nearly forty minutes in line and at the till as they searched the backroom. You check the new receipt and nearly blanch. Wow, that’s a lot for shoes. Only last weak, Colin reamed you out on how much you spent for the good toilet paper. Well, you suppose they’re a necessity for work. He just got that big promotion.

You take the new pair and head out. You search for a sign and find the bathrooms just past the food court. With the pressure off your bladder, you come back out and resist the temptation of the Cinnabon that greets you. You set off on your escape from the materialistic maze and ignore the jewelry shop as you pass it a second time.

You come out to the parking lot and deflate as you remember how far you had to park. God, your back is fucked. You need to lay down. You don’t know how you’re going to make it through work.

You head down the row and find your beat up car. You open the back door and put the bag on the floor. You swing the door shut and open the driver’s, turning to sit sideways on the seat as you wheeze and cry out. The twinge in your back as you shaking as you grip the interior.

Fuck!

You huff through the pain and steel yourself. You can make it home. Then you can relax and save your energy for work. You can’t call in again. Colin will flip.

“So,” a voice startles you before you can turn in the seat, “what do you think?”

The man with the mustache appears again, stepping out from behind the nearby SUV. He pulls a string of diamonds out of his sleeves and lets them dangle. He wiggles the necklace and gives a wink.

“You deserve something pretty… and I deserve my dick sucked,” he cackles, “you know, you could even pawn it so you have money for diapers.”

“Ew,” you twist in the seat and hold back another groan, “not interested, weirdo.”

“Come on, when’s the last time he fucked you?”

“Get out of here,” you reach for the door.

“No, I’m serious. Those funbags are already fucking huge and they’re only going to get bigger. He should be motorboating them like he’s on the goddamn lake–”

“Stop,” you go to pull the door open but he’s quick to strut forward and grab the top, holding it open. “Hey, let go, you fucking–”

“I’m offering you what you’re not getting anywhere else.”

“Speak for yourself,” you sniff. Things have been tense but they’ll get better. Besides, you don’t know this man. You don’t care what he thinks.

“Ah, well, how about I buy you dinner first. You must be starving and I can play the gentleman–”

“Not interested–”

“It’s a good deal–”

“You’re a fucking creep,” you snap and wrench on the door.

Caught off guard, his arms slackens and you manage to pinch his fingers in the door. He yelps and recoils as you let the door open just slightly and slam it once he rescinds his hand. He shakes out his fingers as he bends and growls.

You hit the locks and shove your keys into the ignition. He stands straight, clutching the diamonds and his injured hands as his eyes blaze in your direction. You shift into gear and grip the wheel, foot hovering over the pedal.

“Oh, this isn’t over, sweet cheeks,” his voice is muffled through the window, “you wait. You’ll be begging for this when you catch that fuckboy with shooting his swimmers into another slut’s pool–”

You stomp on the gas and veer out of the spot. You tremble as your ears ring and your eyes water. He’s wrong. He doesn’t know you. Or Colin. 

Maybe you could still surprise Colin. Maybe you can bring dinner to him. Eat with him at the office before you go off for your shift. Just like when he first started there. Maybe it will remind him of how things used to be, not what they’ve come to.

[ju1cyfru1t]

Yellow!! How are you? Hope you are doing good! Just wanna say your whipped Donnie?? Soft Donnie?? Headcanons?? :((( it was so cute :((( literally I’m like your pfp rn :((( absolutely adorable

Idk if you are accepting requests (if not you can ignore it!!) but could you do a similar one for either Raph or Mikey?? I adore the disaster twins, but Raph and Mikey get so little recognition, Headcanons or scenarios :( if you are not feeling it that’s totally ok!! Hope you have a good day! ♥️🧡💜💙

I’m so glad you liked it!!! Have some soft Raph hcs 🫶🏻❤️ hope this is alright???

Rise! Raphael x reader

fluff :D, gn reader, romantic

soft raph hcs :(

- the first time you told him you loved him he just said “thank you” out of panic but tbh it was the funniest shit ever and his brothers never let him live it down.

- More than happy to help you with anything, he is doing it ALL for you.

- Opening and holding every door for you

- You can’t reach the top shelf? Don’t worry, Raph’s got it.

- You need help carrying your groceries in? You need help changing that lightbulb? You need someone to walk you home? Literally anything at all? He’ll be there in 5.

- You’re tired? Sure, he’ll carry you!

- He would pick up hot coals directly from a fire with his bare hands if you asked him to.

- He loves quality time and the little things! Like watching movies, playing games together, having lunch together, almost anything! All that matters to him is that he’s with you.

- He is so scared that he’ll accidentally hurt you yk cuz he’s big and spikey :( so, so gentle

- Treats you like you’re made of glass sometimes

- you make him very nervous, he’s scared he’ll say or do something wrong

- he lacks confidence sometimes, poor Raphie

- will explain all of the Lou Jitsu and Jupiter Jim lore to you as best he can + would insist that you watch all of the movies together (he just wants to spend time with you but he doesn’t know how to just say that)

- tries really hard to think of gifts that you would like

- protective and always looks out for you, not in a possessive way but in the way that he just wants to keep you safe yk? they got a lot of enemies

- “LEO! I told you not to make a mess!” “It was me, sorry-“ “don’t worry about it, let Raph take care of everything.”

- He wants to take care of you. It’s just how he’s used to showing his love.

- esp from his dumbass brothers (Mostly Leo. Donnie and Mikey USUALLY let you live in peace)

- -> “I thought I told you to leave Y/N alone!” “Whaaat? I was just saying hi!”

- Softens and completely drops his usual intimidating, angry demeanor whenever he sees you and the quick switch is painfully obvious. He just thinks you’re so cute. but don’t worry his brothers won’t forget to point out how obvious he is (LEO)

- idk why but I feel like he would have some kind of stuffed animal that you guys act like it’s your child and you take turns taking care of it 😭 yk what I’m talking abt?

- one time he accidentally called you babe in front of Leo, Mikey, Donnie, and April but denies it ever happened

- -> “Hey Raph! Remember when-“ “NO THAT NEVER HAPPENED IDONTKNOWWHATYOURETALKINGABOUT-“

- would never let anyone say anything bad about you

- really appreciates your private moments when you two are alone, he feels much more comfortable this way

- Hesitant, but he will be vulnerable with you because he knows he can be without judgement.

- Please give Raph any kind of reassurance and he is misty-eyed. Tell him he has nothing to worry about, that he is a great leader and boyfriend and you’re proud of him, too many things to list. TELL HIM HE’S PRETTY.

- He LOVES to hold you to his chest, it makes him feel like he’s keeping you safe that way.

- Stares at you all the time, and is embarrassed if you catch him. “sorry-“

- if he were to call you a pet name, most likely to call you ‘baby’ or ‘babe’, maybe even a ‘babydoll’ if he’s feeling bold

- very very sweet overall :(

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ty for reading <333 rlly appreciate all the notes on everything

still working on + accepting requests !

[beyondthesefourwalls]

The Double Negative Effect

Summary: Javy knows deep down after he goes into G-LOC that he’s not going to be selected for the mission. He goes to a bar on his own to drink away some of his sorrows, and while he’s there, he meets someone who is having just as rough of a time as he is. Misery loves company, and together, they cancel out the bad day the other is having, replacing it with a night they’ll remember for all the right reasons. 

Pairing: Javy Machado x Reader (no use of y/n)

Word Count: 2.5K

Warnings: mentions of almost dying/being lucky to be alive, language, mentions of blood and injuries. 

Notes: Written as a little gift for @roosterforme. I’ve been itching to write another Javy fic, so I hope you enjoy this one, babe! Thanks to her and @mak-32 for reading over it for me, as per ushe💚💜

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Quite honestly, Javy had never felt sorrier for himself in his whole Naval career. Perhaps even his whole entire life.

It was irrational, he knew. 

G-LOC wasn’t something that an aviator could ever really stop once it set in. He had done everything that he could to prevent it from happening. He had relied on his training and was keeping his breathing as regulated as possible, he was tightening and releasing all the right muscles to keep his blood flow moving normally. But the higher g’s he was sustaining proved to be too much. He didn’t even realize what had happened until he was snapping out of it and seeing the mountain side coming at him with alarming speed. 

He was lucky to be alive, and he knew that’s what he should be focusing on. But he couldn’t get over how of all times for this to happen, it had to be now. 

There was no way he was being picked for the mission. The actual event would be so much more intense than the training route, and his body had proved that it couldn’t handle it this time. He should just consider himself honored that he was one of the twelve that had been called back to be into consideration for it - one of only four solo pilots in the entire Navy. He knew that later on, he’d be able to appreciate all of those facts. 

Now, though, he was going to enjoy his pity party, attendance of one, ignoring his phone as it dinged in his pocket with Hangman checking in on him. 

He knew all of the others were at the Hard Deck, but he hadn’t been in the mood to be surrounded by the rest of the squad. So he had ventured a little further from base and found some nondescript place near a strip of corporate offices. It was mostly full of men in suits and women in heels, grabbing a drink after work. He knew he stood out wearing dark jeans and a black tshirt, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. 

Javy sat alone at the bar, nursing his bottom shelf whiskey. It burned his throat when it went down, but he welcomed the feeling. 

“Work, family, or your love life?” 

His eyes, which had been staring into the dark liquid in his glass, snapped up at the sudden voice. When they met yours, he sucked in a breath. 

You were sitting a few seats over from him, and he truly wasn’t sure how he hadn’t noticed you when you sat down, because he definitely would have noticed had you been there when he got here. You were one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, and you were talking to him. When you raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, he realized he was staring, with his mouth open nonetheless. Embarrassment heated his cheeks and he cleared his throat. 

“Sorry?” 

You shrugged a shoulder that was covered by the silk of your dark green button down shirt and took a sip of your own drink. You crossed a leg over your opposite knee as you turned more toward him, and he couldn’t help but track the movement with his eyes. Even with black dress pants and sitting down, he knew you had to have amazing legs. He had always had a thing for legs.

“You’re alone at the bar, staring into that glass like it might have the answers, looking like someone kicked your puppy. Oh!” you exclaimed once you realized what you had said, pretty eyes widening, “was it your dog?” 

Javy let out the first laugh he had been able to muster since regaining consciousness in his F-18. He shook his head, informing you that he had never owned a dog in his life. You let out a sigh of what looked like relief, before raising both eyebrows at him again. God, you were so cute. He could practically feel some of the tension he had been holding slipping off his shoulders just by looking at you, and how you were looking back at him. 

“Work,” he told you. 

“Ah. I was betting on your love life.” 

Your tone was playful, and there was a glint in your eye that had him smiling. With another chuckle, he motioned toward the empty barstool directly beside you. “May I?” 

“Please,” you said, and Javy stood and carried his glass a few steps until he settled into the seat next to you. He held out a hand. 

“Javy,” he introduced. You told him your name, slipping your hand in his to shake. Your skin was soft against his, and warmth spread through his whole body at your touch. He repeated your name softly under his breath, and realized he liked the way it tasted on his tongue. 

“What about you?” he asked, gesturing to your own drink once you had pulled your hand away. “Work, family, or your love life?” 

You tilted your head slightly, a teasing smile on your lips as you seemed to consider his question. You tapped a finger against your chin in thought. You took another sip of your drink, your eyes never leaving his face. 

"Well, let's see. Work is demanding, family is complicated, and love life... Well, who really has time for that nowadays when you have the first two taking up all your time?" 

"Tell me about it," Javy replied, a hint of wistfulness in his tone.

“Wanna talk about it?” you offered, waving your hand in front of you. “Misery loves company all that.”

Javy hesitated, contemplating whether or not he should. The whole situation had been weighing on him since it happened, consuming his every thought as he went over it time and time again. He was surprised when he found himself not as worried about it now all of a sudden. 

“I was…in consideration for something at work,” he said, choosing his words carefully. “Something really big. But I had a bit of a setback, and it most certainly messed with my chances.” 

You hummed at his words. “That sucks.”

He huffed out a laugh, nodding in agreement. He finished his drink and motioned to the bartender for another one. When he looked at you with a silent question, you finished your drink off as well, nodding to the bartender. 

“What about you?” Javy asked. 

“Asshole clients. Even more of an asshole boss. Plus parents who say I’m not living up to my potential.” 

He winced in sympathy. “Ouch.” 

The bartender set down the fresh round of drinks, leaving quickly to tend to other customers. You lifted yours in his direction, a small, intriguing smirk on your face. “Here’s to bad days and strangers.” 

Javy tapped his glass against yours with a smile before bringing it to his lips. For a moment, the rattling sound of ice and the sound of the bar around you were the only things filling the silence, but you never looked away from each other. 

Once you set down your drink, your eyes twinkled in curiosity and you leaned toward him. “So tell me, what do you like to do when you’re not sitting alone in a bar?” 

Conversation flowed effortlessly after that. It was like once the two of you started talking, neither of you could stop. He barely noticed how much time had passed. You traded questions back and forth as you got to know one another, swapping stories and hobbies and beliefs. The dimly lit bar offered a temporary escape from the rest of the world, and you were the best company that he didn’t even know he needed to get lost with. You exuded an air of confidence as you talked, your voice pulling him in like a magnet. Javy found himself completely captivated by you. 

He noticed that you tended to talk with your hands, something he found absolutely adorable. As you animatedly spoke about a book you had just finished, you knocked into the glass you had been drinking from. Your reflexes had you reaching out to try and stop it from falling, but you were just a millisecond too late. It shattered on impact, and a jagged shard from it scraped your palm. A sharp gasp escaped your lips. 

Without hesitation, Javy grabbed a napkin and grabbed your hand, applying pressure to the wound to stop the bleeding. When he looked at your face, your eyes were wide and your mouth slightly open, and your breathing was coming quicker. 

“Hey, it’s okay. It doesn’t look too deep.” 

You didn’t seem to hear him, or if you did, you didn’t acknowledge his words. He said your name again, and then once more. This time, you met his eyes. You swallowed thickly and took a shaky breath. 

“Um,” you began, voice unsteady, “now might be a good time to tell you I am…not great with blood.” 

“Oh. Shit.” 

Despite the panic on your face, you managed to muster up a weak laugh at his reaction.  “Yeah.” 

Javy quickly scanned the bar, spotting the bartender who was just returning from grabbing a crate of glasses from the back.  

“Excuse me,” he called out, trying to get his attention. The man looked over, eyes widening at the sight of broken glass and him holding a wad of flimsy bar napkins to your palm. "Do you have a first aid kit or something?"

He nodded and went to the other end of the bar, grabbing something from under the counter. He returned with a small first aid kit in his hands. Javy thanked him as he took it. Glancing around, he noticed a few pairs of curious eyes looking in their direction. 

“Hey,” he said gently, waiting until you met his eyes to continue. “Let’s go sit over there, okay? It’s a little more private.” 

You seemed to catch on to what he was saying, and you nodded jerkily as you slipped off your barstool. You thanked him under your breath as he led you to an empty corner booth, gratitude clear in your voice. He let you slide in first before he slipped in next to you, angling his body to keep you away from prying eyes. 

Opening the, admittedly dismal, first aid kit, he grabbed some sterile gauze and adhesive tape.

"I'm sorry about this," he said, voice filled with sympathy as he reached for your injured hand again. "Just look at me, okay?”

You still looked a bit shaken, but you seemed to trust him. He couldn’t deny that the notion filled him with warmth. He gently pressed the gauze against the wound, applying steady pressure. Despite your unease, you managed to keep your focus on him.

As he cleaned and taped you up, Javy spoke softly to try and keep you distracted. He told you about flying in the Navy, and shared that ironically, he had a bit of a fear of commercial airplanes. The look you gave him in return was completely incredulous and full of disbelief. 

“You’re kidding.” 

“I’m not,” he assured you with a laugh, “A fighter jet is completely different. I’m one person, manning a very small aircraft. A plane that can hold hundreds of people and cargo, and only be flown by one or two people? Just doesn’t make all that much sense to me.” 

“That…might be the best contradiction I’ve ever heard. Wow.” 

Javy grinned at your bewilderment. He didn’t care if it took spilling one of his more embarrassing secrets, because you were smiling too, the panic in your eyes having almost completely faded. 

Once he finished with your hand and made sure it was covered properly, he rubbed his thumb over the dressing.  

"There we go. Should be good as new in no time," he said. 

You nodded, releasing a deep breath as you briefly glanced down at your injured appendage. You assessed the bandage before looking back at him. "Thank you, Javy. Really.”

"It was no problem," he replied sincerely, enjoying the way his name sounded on your lips. "I'm just glad I could help."

You stared at each other for a long moment, not saying anything. He swore you were starting to lean toward him when a loud cheer sounded from across the bar. It seemed to break the spell and you coughed, looking away. He groaned at the missed opportunity.  

You both seemed to realize how late it had gotten after that. Javy had an early flight tomorrow, and you mentioned a meeting first thing for you, too. He picked up both of your tabs despite your protest before he offered to walk you to your car. He didn’t want the night to be over quite yet, so he was glad when you accepted eagerly. 

“This is me,” you told him, stopping beside your little blue car. Javy cleared his throat, swallowing down some of the nervousness he was suddenly feeling.  

“I’m glad you asked me if my dog just died.” 

Your eyes widened and you let out a loud, surprised laugh. Javy knew his grin was spread out across his whole face. “Well I’m glad that wasn’t the case. But I’m happy I did, too.” 

Javy gazed at you, taking in your radiant smile and the way your eyes sparkled under the harsh glare of the parking lot lights. It was shocking how his night had turned around, all because of you, and he somehow knew deep down that it was meant to be that way. 

A soft breeze rustled through the air. He reached out to gently brush a strand of hair behind your ear. He traced his finger down your cheek and you shivered. 

“I want to see you again,” he stated. Relief flooded him when you nodded immediately.  

“I’d like that.” 

You exchanged numbers, and once his phone was back in his pocket, your eyes locked. There was a heat in the air between you as you stared at each other, more intense than what it had been sitting in the booth in the bar. When Javy took a step forward, you didn’t step back. Instead, your small hands came up to rest on his chest. He took that as his silent permission and leaned down, pressing the gentlest of kisses against your lips. Electricity shot through him, just like he seemed to know it would. He thought he could kiss you all night and not get tired of it. Still, he didn’t linger, pulling away after only a moment. Your eyes fluttered open, and with a wink, Javy reached behind you and pulled open your car door.

“I’ll see you soon, sweetheart.” 

You smiled shyly at him, drawing your bottom lip between your teeth before you nodded. “Goodnight, Javy.” 

As he watched you drive away, he couldn’t help but think that there would be other missions, but he would never have the opportunity to meet you for the first time again. Somehow, it made it all worth it.

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Notes: Oh, Javy. I love you so much, you sweet underrated man. As always, feedback is appreciated 💚

Masterlist

[piratecaptainscaptainpirates]

Sorry you’re having a rough time 💜 I can offer you that right at this moment Stede has fallen asleep while reading and his head is tipped onto Ed’s shoulder, his glasses coming askew, book still open in hand, and every so often he jerks awake and Ed laughs fondly and tells him to just take a little nap and every time Stede answers with a sleepy “‘m not even tired, babe” as he’s already drifting off again.

Thank you friend 💕

I can see this so clearly. And of course occasionally Ed will try to call his bluff and be like "oh, anything good happening in the story right now?" and Stede goes "yeah. lots of stuff. you don't even know. it's riveting" and Ed's just like "ooh yeah I can tell." In a few minutes Ed's going to try to carry him to bed and manage exactly two heroic steps before they both tip over

[moonlight-if-knight]

ROs reaction to Mc coming to their room after having a nightmare. (This probably leaves out the hidden RO since they don’t live or is an active guest in the house)

Ahh, I took too much time in this ask, but I loved it 🥺

It’s a really long post, but oh well ✨

I know you all have missed my long asks answers :) 💜

In this scenario, both Lorian/Locke and Siliva are staying over in a guest room with the Moonlights. And as for ???, let’s say that for some extraordinary reason that we will never know are staying with the Moonlights as well :)

All this is assuming the ROs are in a romantic relationship with MC...

Derek

You stand outside Derek’s door. You knock, and he opens almost instantly.

“You should be sleeping. The sun’s still up,” he says.

“I could say the same to you.” Looking behind him, you see papers scattered on his desk. “It’s been days since you last slept.”

“Vampires don’t need to sleep as much as humans,” he answers defensively.

“Well then, good thing I’m a vampire as well,” you walk past him and sit on the bed.

He sighs and closes the door.

“Come here,” you say before he can make a beeline for his desk.

He hangs his head and sits beside you, where you take his hand and intertwine your fingers with his.

“I still have to read and rewrite the reports we’ll give Lord Mond.” He looks at you sideways and then turns to face you when he sees your face. “Something’s wrong?”

“Not really, I... I just didn’t want to be alone.”

He gets closer to you, pulls your head towards his shoulder, and envelops you in his arms.

“Another nightmare?” You feel his sigh when you nod your head.

He doesn’t say anything more, only traces gentle circles on your skin with his thumb. With the slow and almost indistinguishable beat of his heart soothing your own, you close your eyes and let yourself get lost in the moment.

Max

Max’s door suddenly opens before you can knock.

“Something’s wrong? Are you alright?” He says worriedly, looking all over you.

“I’m fine, just-”

His hands cup your cheeks, and he looks into your eyes.

“Another nightmare,” he says after a moment, and you nod.

His hands slide down your arms until they reach yours. He closes the door behind you and nods to the bed.

“I’m here if you want to talk about it.”

You both sit on the bed, and he squeezes your hands.

“Or to only keep you company if that’s what you prefer.”

You nod at him.

“You should still try to rest,” he says. “Stay here with me.”

He lays down on the bed, and you follow him. He pulls you closer to him, and you lay your head on his chest.

“I won’t leave,” he whispers as he kisses your head.

You relax in his arms, allowing yourself to close your eyes.

“I swear when I find out the reason for your nightmares...”

Max whispers again, lower this time, but you don’t answer. You let him squeeze you tighter against him and let sleep fall over you.

Alex

Standing before Alex’s door, you don’t bother to knock. You’re perfectly aware of how much of a heavy sleeper he can be, so you only open it and enter.

The darkness barely lets you see his big frame lying on the bed. You walk towards it and climb on with him. He’s lying on his side, so you crawl to be face-to-face with him.

Alex grunts a bit and opens his eyes sleepily. At the sight of you, he opens his big arms, inviting you to his embrace.

“Hey there, babe. Not fancing to sleep alone?”

You get close to him, and his arms envelope you, pulling you against his chest.

“I had a nightmare,” you whisper.

“Damn,” he says, blinking the sleep away. “Sorry to hear that.”

His hands caress your back, soothing your racing heart.

“I’m here. You don’t have to be afraid.”

One of his hands caresses the back of your head, holding you closer.

“I’m here.”

Jeremiah

As you come to Jeremiah’s room, you hear noise on the other side. You open the door and find him hunched over on his desk.

“Jeremiah?” you call him.

“Oh, hey,” he looks at you from above his shoulder. “Come in.”

You enter and sit on his bed. Hearing clanking and hammering noises, you know he’s tinkering with the old clock he found a few days prior.

“What are you doing with the clock?” you ask him.

“Wouldn’t it be awesome if a clock could also illuminate, like a lamp?” he asks, excited.

“So why don’t you just place a candle on it?”

“Very funny, but no... I’ve tried it,” he chuckles. “I didn’t refer to producing light on top. What if it could produce light inside of it?”

“Why would you need a clock with light inside?” you ask him, confused.

“To see the hour at night!”

You laugh at his enthusiasm but fall silent when you hear a little boom. Jeremiah quickly jumps back. There’s smoke emanating from the clock.

“Well, that’s my hint to stop for today,” he chuckles and comes to sit by your side. “Did you want to talk about something?”

“Not really. It’s just, I had a nightmare and didn’t want to be alone.”

His eyes widen in worry. “Oh, I’m sorry. And here I am playing with fire, literally.”

He takes your hands in his, squeezing them reassuringly.

“If there’s something I can do, please tell me.”

You nod, remaining silent. He leans in, kisses your cheek, and rests his forehead against yours.

“You can watch me really set the house on fire,” he continues, a smile playing his lips.

Suddenly, a voice sounds from the hallway, and you just notice you left the door open.

“Don’t you dare try anything,” says Alex, standing on the door’s threshold.

“You better stop playing with that thing,” Derek walks in behind Alex, Max in tow.

“At least until it stops smelling of smoke,” Max adds.

“Hey, we’re in my room! Don’t invade our privacy!” Jeremiah protest.

“We heard noise and came to see what happened,” Max explains.

“You’re the kids of the house,” Alex deadpans. “There’s no privacy for you two.”

“And you better keep this door open,” Derek says before all three of them walk away down the hallway.

Jeremiah grumbles loudly. “From all the times Derek could join in Alex’s jokes, it had to be this one.”

You laugh and squeeze his hands back, already feeling your heart lighter.

Siliva

“Hi, my dear!” Siliva says as soon as she opens the door. Immediately, she notices your crestfallen expression and places a hand on your shoulder. “What’s wrong?”

You hesitate to answer, and she cups your cheek.

“First, let’s talk inside,” her smile turns from worriedly to reassuringly. “Let’s go sit.”

Entering the room behind her, she sits on the side of the bed, and you follow. She wraps her arms around you, pressing you to her.

“It’s okay. You can tell me anything. You know it, right?”

You wrap your hands around her waist and let yourself relax in her embrace.

“A nightmare...” you manage to whisper.

One of her hands goes to the back of your head, caressing your hair.

“I’m sorry these nightmares keep plaguing you. But remember, you’re not alone.”

She leans back to look into your eyes.

“You have your father, your brothers, you have me.”

You close your eyes and feel the gentle kiss she places on your cheek.

“With all of us, you’ll never be alone.”

Lorian/Locke

You enter Lorian/Locke’s room and find them sitting cross-legged on the bed, a book on their lap.

“Good morning. I thought you were going to sleep,” they say, looking at you.

“Why are you up so late?” you say.

“Vampire’s eyes are designed to see at night,” they explain. “But even still, it is easier to read a book in the sunlight than the moonlight.”

You sit on the side of the bed, leaning close to them to see the book’s pages.

“Well, it certainly is, considering the curtains aren’t even drawn.”

“The sun’s up at its highest. I know better than to calcinate myself,” they deadpan, and you chuckle. “I hope not to pry, but you did not answer.”

They close the book and look at you seriously.

“I had a nightmare,” you say directly.

They nod slowly. “Do you want to talk about it?”

You shake your head, and they nod again.

Then you feel their arm slowly sliding to your shoulders, pulling you close to them. And with their other hand, they open the book.

“Do you want me to start this chapter all over again?” they ask softly, shyly.

With this, they start reading the book out loud. You relax at their side, wrapping your arms around them, and listen intently to their words.

???

You knock on the guest’s room door, and they open a few moments later.

“Hey, weren’t you sleeping? It’s still so early,” they say when they see you.

You turn to see the nearest window. There’s sunlight behind the curtains.

“Y-Yeah, I just wanted to see you.”

“I would be happy if that was the only reason,” they give you a sad smile and reach for your hand.

You let them guide you inside the room, where they sit on the bed’s headboard, pulling at your hand to sit beside them.

“Sit with me,” they whisper.

You follow them and sit by their side. Their arms circle your waist, and your head lands on their shoulder.

“I’m sorry these nightmares keep plaguing you.”

Their head comes to rest on yours.

“I’m sorry. I can’t do anything to stop them.”

“It’s not your fault,” You try to reassure them.

One of their hands cups your cheek, caressing it with their thumb.

“I’m here, and I won’t go anywhere.”

You close your eyes and feel them kiss your temple.

“I won’t let anything happen to you...”

You don’t catch the rest of what they say as sleep envelops you.

[the1975attheirverybest]

Hi 💜 could you write a blurb where matty and gf are exploring degradation and halfway through he realises that she’s not into it and the words are actually hurting her and he’s just really fucking cute and caring afterwards 🥺

I literally LOVE all ur blurbs so so much, you’re amazing!!

Awwww 💗🥹💗 this is too cute. Here’s a little something. Haven’t written dom!Matty in a bit. Come to think of it, haven’t written any smut in several days. So, sorry if this sucks.

Warnings: degradation. If you’re not into that, maybe skip this one.

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Matty’s hips slammed into hers, the pleasure almost causing him to lose balance. He steadied himself with one hand on the mattress, the other wrapping around her hair and pulling at it. “Shouldn’t even be fuckin’ you right now after the shit you pulled tonight.” He reprimanded her, his voice coarse and harsh to her ears.

She held her breath in and squeezed her eyes shut. Feeling like she had no right to be getting any pleasure. “Acting like a whore all day? Hmm? With everyone around for dinner, too?”

she squeaked a little “‘m sorry,” but Matty pulled at her hair, raising her head off the bed and leaning to whisper in her ear.

“Too little too late. What’s a sorry gonna get me when you’ve been acting like a desperate, bad girl all night.”

She knew he was right. She’d been teasing and pressing his buttons the whole time, in anticipation of precisely this moment, and Matty was giving her exactly what she wanted. But, in this moment, it all felt too real. Too overwhelming, too serious. She didn’t wanna be a whore, she didn’t want to be desperate, or bad. She never wanted him to be in a position to get angry with her, punish her, or call her names. It scared her and hurt her feelings more deeply than she had ever thought possible. Even when she knew that they’d agreed to this. It baffled her that they could be this intimate. That, even when she had discussed this with him and prepared herself for it, she still felt so vulnerable and open to him as soon as it all became a reality. She listened to him speak, withdrawing more and more into herself as she took in his insults.

He’d pulled out and backed away from her. Something about her not deserving to cum, she wasn’t entirely sure what he’d said exactly, but it sounded angry enough, and had “slut” in it that it still managed to wound her and make her feel ridiculous.

“Turn around for me.” He commanded.

Matty read the look on her face as soon as she obeyed him and turned to lay on her back.

She watched the instant shift in his demeanor and had to wonder if she was dreaming because she’d never seen anyone transform so quickly. Dropping the act, his features softening, his brows knitted together. “Baby?” He reached his hand and gently touched her cheek. “You alright?” His voice sweet and silky smooth as honey.

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes. “I- um” she shook her head no.

“Oh, god. No, Angel, don’t cry!”

The way her head whipped up, looking at him with big tearful eyes made him realize that “angel” was the nicest thing he’d said to her all night. “Was- was it too much?”

“Don’t know. Don’t think I like it.” She giggled, mid-tears, embarrassed.

“Oh, that’s okay-“

“It’s just…I didn’t think it would feel too serious? But, it hurt too much, you calling me names, angrily.”

“Oh my god, darlin,’ C’mere!” He rushed to scoop her off the bed and into his arms. “I’m so sorry, baby. So, so sorry.”

“I don’t know why I’m crying, it’s so silly- but I just- you’re scary when you’re angry. Sorry, maybe not a nice thing to say, but I felt- it felt real.”

“Babe, look at me. Look at me, yeah? I would never, ever hurt you. I’d never speak to you unkindly. I’d never call you names, I’d die before laying a hand on you in anger. You know that, yeah?”

She nodded, tears stains on her face feeling cold.

“You’re my love. My Angel. My one and only sweet girl. You bring nothing but good and light into my life. Always remember that, yes?”

She wrapped her hands around the back of his neck, kissing him.

“Guess we’ll just have to cross degradation off our list, huh?”

[darkestcorners]

The way Jungkook projects his unresolved issues onto OC by making her mirror his mother—like with the same hairstyle and perfume (I remember OC recongizing a similar scent while hugging his mother??? (I'm sorry if I'm getting this wrong or this was not so significant, I read it last night till 3 am lol 😭😭😭 sorry if my mind made this up?? ) and also the butterfly pendant ???

I’m really looking forward to seeing where you take these characters next.

Keep up the amazing work!💜

🦭🦭

No you didn’t make it up haha! She definitely noticed the similar scent. Thank you so much for reading babes 😭😭 Til 3 am?? I hope you got plenty of sleep afterwards. The fic won’t go anywhere , get your rest haha 💕💕

Im happy to be back babes!! Hope you’re having an awesome day. :)

[msnanu]

Life Twist 05 | JJK

⏤banner by the talented and sweet: @archivedkookie ❣

⏤summary ❧ After an enormous loss in your life and breaking a long relationship with your now ex boyfriend, you decided you needed a life twist. So you move into a new country to try restart your life and seek for your happiness. What you weren’t expecting was someone like Jungkook entering into your life as soon as you got to Seoul.

⏤𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 ❧ jungkook x female reader

⏤𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦 ❧ fluff, angst, smut, slow burn, 4 years age gap (reader is JK’s noona)

⏤𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ❧ mature language

⏤𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 ❧ 7.5K+

⏤ author’s note❧ This has been my favorite chapter to write as of now! I🤸🏼😍 As always, hope you enjoy this new chapter and let me know your thoughts on it. Have a great week loves, and thank you so much for reading!! 💜

Fuck. I look awful. You think to yourself while watching your own reflection on the bathroom mirror

Anyone could see a mile away those dark circles and puffiness of your eyes, it's obvious that you didn't sleep last night. So, you decide to apply some concealer to try your best not to look like a walking zombie.

You were nervous of going downstairs and face your friends. You feel embarrassed that maybe last night's scandal, the night was most likely ruined for everyone and even though you weren't the culprit that created the issue, you feel like you did your own contribution to it after screaming like crazy to Lina and crying in front of everyone.

Voices were heard coming from the kitchen while you were coming down the stairs. At least they all seemed to be talking as if nothing happened.

Knowing that Lina is out of the picture is a huge calmer for you, the air on the house feels lighter already.

Your best friend had texted you last night after he went to check on you and saw you sleeping - his exact words being 'Babe, the house has been exorcised, the blond demon has been kicked out' - he sent over to you, in hopes that it'll make you feel better as soon as you read it, which it did.

When you entered the kitchen, you saw from a far that everyone was starting to eat breakfast on the same dining table where everything unveiled last night - including Jungkook who looked like a zombie, just like you - you said a shy 'Good morning, guys' while walking towards them.

Everyone's head spined to where you were standing, and you could already see the pitiful looks towards you. Taehyung was the first to talk while he got up and grabbed you engulfing you in a warm hug 'I'm glad to see you here, we all are' he said while you couldn't help but to smile at his sweetness.

'Thanks Tae. I actually wanted to tell you something guys'

Their attention is solely on you, and you feel their worried faces as if they're thinking you’re going to start crying any time sooner, but you're not... you already cried to much yesterday on your room.

A little tired of the pitiful looks you say while sighing 'Please, don't look at me as if I'm made out of glass, I'm not going to break, I promise' and you see Chris smiling sweetly towards you and nodding like if he's saying a silent 'Go on'

'And...um, I'm very sorry about last night, most of you didn't knew that my dad had passed away last year and that sweater I was wearing was his, that's the reason why I bursted out like that. I feel like I kind of contributed to ruin everyone's night an-' you were interrupted by Namjoon's words

'Y/N stop please, you don't owe us any kind of apology or explanation. You're our friend and you didn't ruin anyone's night, Lina did. And as Tae said before, we're all just glad to see you here so, sit and enjoy your breakfast with us' he said while offering a comforting smile showing off those pretty dimples as always.

'Okay' you say as you sit down on one of the empty chairs right next to Aria who also hugs you as soon as you sit.

'Jimin has a surprise for you, sweetie' she says all mysterious and then she looks at Jimin who gets up and goes towards the family room. You furrow your eyebrows not understanding what's going on. Once he comes back, you recognize your dad's sweater on his hands. With no stains, no marks, perfect as it was before the blond demon threw the kimchi bowl on top of it.

Your eyes widened as Jimin put the sweater right in front of you and said 'It looks good as new' while giving you one of those beautiful smiles of him that makes his eyes disappear.

You jumped of your chair to hug Jimin that almost lost his balance, and he chuckled while he returned the hug.

Once you finished hugging him you said with so much happiness 'Oh my god, Jimin. How did you do this?'

'Chris came to me yesterday’ and you take a quick look over to where your best friend is, he looks so happy to see you smile and you say, ‘Thank you, bestie’ while he just winks at you. Then you go back to Jimin and say ‘This is amazing, I don’t know how you did it to make it look so perfect, Jimin’

‘You'd be surprised of my many talents' he simply says shrugging his shoulders acting all cocky.

'I really thought it was completely ruined; you don't even know how much this means to me. Thank you so much' and you hug him tightly again which he returns once again and says 'You don't have to thank me. That's what friends are for. Now come on, let's eat breakfast, I'm starving' while you both chuckle a little bit and take your sits to finally start eating breakfast while you all chit chat about anything but last night's events. 

Well, all but Jungkook who's lost in his thoughts, you catch him looking towards you a few times. He looked really sad, but you are hurt and by now, you have too many doubts about him. So, you decide to ignore him for now. Sooner or later, you know you'll have to talk to him. But not now, now you'll just enjoy being with this wonderful group of friends.

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A few hours later you were chilling on the bridge by the lake, just a few steps from the cottage, with Emma and Aria while getting some vitamin D into your system with the help of the sunny day.

You talked for a while about tonight, the guys wanted to do a bonfire, Yoongi suggested doing a barbecue outside and drinks by the lake, which sounded amazing to your ears.

The only thing bothering you was Jungkook, Lina was already out of your lives, but you felt like you couldn't enjoy 100% yet, and you suspected it had to do with the fact that since you got here, you haven't been able to enjoy with the person that you most wanted to be with since the beginning, JK.

Luckily, it seemed like JK respected your decision and didn’t talk to you but all day long you could see he was as miserable as you were. 

You closed your eyes while trying to take some rest of your thoughts when suddenly a shadow starts robbing you the sun that was warming up your skin

'If you're ready, I think you should talk to JK. He looks awful since he came downstairs’ said your best friend

Is he a mind reader? I was just thinking about that. It’s like your best friend can read you like a magazine

'I was actually thinking about that. I think I'll talk with him now'

'K, I just saw him, he's on the family room laying on the sofa. All the guys are outside so, you two can have your privacy'

'No need to give us privacy tho, you were all there witnessing everything yesterday and you're my friends so, I can talk whatever it is in front of you' you say

Chris nodded and then said 'Okay, then I'll be in the kitchen with Jimin, if you need me to kick JK's ass I'll be just a scream away'

You chuckled while you got up and headed towards the family room with Chris and Jimin. Chris winked at you and gave you a thumbs up while going to the kitchen along with Jimin who had preoccupied look.

Jungkook was indeed laying on the sofa with his phone, he didn't even realize you were there until you made your way right in front of him. His eyes widened as soon as he saw you, but he didn't say anything.

'I think we should talk now, if you're feel like you’re up to it' you said with your heart beating faster than ever, you were really nervous and his Bambi eyes that looked exhausted didn't help, you just wanted to give in and hug him, but no, part of yesterday’s events are his responsibility – you keep reminding to yourself - you have to focus Y/N

'Yeah, of course, sure... let's talk' JK said with his sweet voice.

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'You could have warned him a little bit before sending Y/N to talk to him… don’t you think? I'm sure you know the best way to patch things up with Y/N' said a worried Jimin to your best friend while waiting on the kitchen

'Warn him? She's like 7 inches smaller than him. It's not like she's going to kill him. Besides, what's the fun on warning him? I already gave him enough advantage. Any other guy that would made her cry would normally receive a nice ass beating from me so, in any case he should be thankful. Plus, I know these two like the back of my hand, Y/N is going to eat him alive as soon as he says the wrong thing' said Chris while giggling like a little kid.

Jimin was looking at him with furrowed eyebrows now. 'Um... I'm not fully understanding, do you want them to fix things up or do you want them to keep fighting?'

'Of course, I want them to fix things up. I'm friends with both and I love them. But JK did made a mistake, and he needs someone to put him in place. Turns out that Y/N is perfect for that job, and she also needs it. You know, Y/N is normally like a teddy bear but when she gets mad... oh boy, you should run' said Chris while chuckling at Jimin who was now perplexed.

'You have a really weird way to show that you love your friends, you know that?'

'Love is love. In any way it's manifested' said Chris while winking at Jimin.

'If you say so' the reason why Jimin was worried it’s because he knew JK, he knew he might fuck up because he tends to be impulsive when he’s fighting someone and says the first thing that come through his brain without filtering.

Your best friend seeing Jimin's worried features, put a hand on his shoulder and reassured him 'Hey - trust me, they need to get the frustration out of their system first, they're going to be okay' while Jimin silently nodded.

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‘So...' you start your conversation lingering over because you're not sure what to say.

'So...' JK repeats nervously after you, he's now sitting on the sofa while you’re sitting in front of him on a small little table. 

'Um… okay. First, I wanted to thank you for respecting my decision of not talking to me' you saw JK nodding with his head.

'You were hurt, I understand that you didn't want to talk to me. I'm not gonna lie, it stinged like hell because the last thing I wanted to do was to hurt you' said Jungkook while looking down with sad eyes.

'Then why did you invite Lina?'

'I was told that you were coming with Minho. I was fucking jealous, and I somehow ended up inviting her to make you feel jealous too' he confessed feeling embarrassed as hell, but it also felt like a weight had been lifted of him

Well, Emma’s assumptions were correct. He wanted to make you feel jealous and boy... he had accomplished that without a doubt

You nodded at him and responded 'I honestly imagined that it was to make me jealous'

'So? Did it work?' JK said finally smiling at you, you missed that smile

'Yes, it did' you said rolling your eyes. His smile became wider, like if he was proud of being able to make you jealous. And you both chuckle.

Then you get a little serious and continue 'Sadly, I got hurt thanks to that, both physically and emotionally'

Then JK's smile dropped. He sighed while saying 'I'm sorry for bringing Lina, I never thought she was capable of doing such things'

'To be fair, I don't think anyone could expect someone being such an awful human being' you say while he just hums in affirmation, it seems like he is thinking about something and then he talks again

'You know what bothers me the most?' asks you Jungkook suddenly

'What is it?'

'What bothers me insanely is that all of this could have been avoided so easily'

'What do you mean?' you say furrowing your eyebrows, not quite following where's he's going with his comment

'I mean if you had told me sooner that you broke up with Minho, I would have canceled Lina's invitation here and things would have been totally different'

'Aaaaaaaaand there it is - he shouldn't have said that - wait for it, she'll be eating him like a snack' says Chris to Jimin while laughing

They were both hearing and watching everything from the kitchen in case things went south. Jimin hits his forehead with his hand, while saying over to Chris 'He's an idiot' and he's now more worried than ever about Jungkook because by the looks of your face you didn't like at all his comment. 

And Jimin was right, because you couldn't believe Jungkook's nerve, you couldn't believe what you were hearing.

Is he really trying to turn the guilt towards you just because you didn't tell him sooner that you broke up with Minho? This is ridiculous

'Excuse me? Are you somehow trying to put the blame on me for your own decisions?' your tone wasn't amicable anymore, that's for sure

Jungkook rolled his eyes, and you were 10 seconds away from strangling him when he responded 'I'm not blaming you, I'm just saying... if I knew that you weren't coming with Minho then I wouldn't have invited Lina'

'Wouldn't it have been much more reasonable that you just acted as an adult and didn't pull the stupidest thing just to try make me jealous?' you bark at him

'There you go, I was waiting to see when you were gonna pull the adult shit thing, we are only 4 years apart from each other, okay? So, stop talking to me as if I were a kid' the way he responded you could easily sense he was getting worked up too. But you couldn’t care less, you were outraged at his attitude. 

'Then stop acting like one' you simply responded raising one of your eyebrows at him and crossing your arms across your chest

That's it, Jungkook was done of taking all the blame and you talking to him like a little kid.

'You know what? I don't even know why I’m still talking to you. I already said I'm sorry for what happened but I'm not responsible of Lina's behavior'

Is he for real? Oh my god I'm gonna kill him - it was all you could think of

'You are responsible for her coming here. That's enough for me'

'Okay then you are just blind as fuck, you just want to blame it all on me' 

At this point you weren't talking anymore in a normal tone, you were almost screaming at each other. That's when you get up of where you were sitting and he repeats the same action, standing tall in front of you, both are looking to each other’s eyes with the most intense gaze, and you continue to respond at him.

'And who the fuck should I be blaming if not you? I repeat, YOU are the solely reason of her being here. Ugh, you know what, it was clearly a mistake even giving you a chance to explain yourself' you say already getting tired of discussing.

'You are just being stubborn and petty' he said with the coldest tone ever.

That's it, you'll kick his sorry ass

'What did you just said to me?' you say angrily while getting quickly closer until you're 1 cm from his face.

From a far Chris was laughing hysterically at JK's sudden scared face. You are intimidating and fearless when it comes to this. Anyone who would get in a fight with you, regretted it immediately because you are the kind of person who doesn't back off easily, especially when you're convinced that you did nothing wrong.

'K, that's it, you had your fun, we should go separate them before Y/N kicks his ass' said Jimin over to Chris who couldn't stop laughing.

'Don't worry I got it' said your best friend going towards you and JK.

'Okay okay okay, you both cut it out. I see you made a great progress, kids' said ironically Chris while you both rolled your eyes at him

'This was a waste of time' you say and go outside to get some fresh air and cool a little bit

JK just watched you go while sighing and rubbing his temples. He somehow thought that things couldn't get worse with you, but it did.

'So, first fight with Y/N. Congrats, you've survived! On a 1 to 10 scale where 1 is 'I'm not even sweating' and 10 is 'I shitted my pants when I saw her getting angry' how do you feel?'

'Definitely a 10' said JK feeling almost defeated.

'Don't worry Jungkookie, you'll work this out. She might be scary when she's mad but she's also the most awesome person I know when she's not. Also... it’s kinda difficult not to get angry at you based on the talk you two had' said Chris chuckling. The bastard is surely enjoying this.

'I'm not sure if we'll work it out, we were supposed to work it out now and look how it ended' 

'Maybe you both just needed to talk freely even though you ended up getting angry. You should hear Chris, he knows Y/N' said Jimin to try and calm the youngest.

'Maybe tonight with a few drinks in, you'll both get calmer and be able to talk normally. Don't worry about it,’ said Chris

And Jungkook tried to listen to Chris and Jimin's advice. After all, Chris is your best friend and knows you well enough, if he says it’s gonna be okay, then it's probably gonna be that way. But he still feels bummed out. He needs to make things right with you. He'll make it right tonight, no matter what it takes.

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The night had come, and you all were sitting around the bonfire talking while Yoongi and Joey were a few steps farther working on the barbecue. You were sitting beside Chris drinking your second glass of Soju while Jungkook was on the opposite side of you between Jimin and Jin.

You didn't cross any words with JK after your last discussion. How could he call you stubborn and petty?

He was in no position of behaving that way towards you, especially after all the bad situations that you had to go through yesterday, all because a childish girl that he had invited.

You were busy with your thoughts when you suddenly notice something small and blackish moving on the grass not too far from you. It can't be, right? You haven't seen any bug almost since you got here... the weather it's not even humid or hot.

You need to confirm if your suspicions are right and there's no freaking way, you'll ever get close to that thing moving so, you whisper already with a trembling voice to your best friend's ear 'Hey - there's something moving over there, could you please check?' while pointing with your hand the area

'Sure babe, don't worry' he says and gets up from the log where he was sitting to check and then immediately looks over to you and moves his head in affirmation

Your eyes widened and you immediately got up and ran off to the cottage's porch saying 'Chrisssssss, please take care of it!'

'I'm on it' he said while chuckling because the others were all with puzzled faces not understanding why the heck you ran off all the sudden

'She has cockroaches’ phobia and she spotted one here' he explained to everyone while killing it and grabbing a tissue paper to get rid of it.

'Cockroach? Where where? Is it dead? Oh my god oh my god oh my god' said Hobi while getting up and also running off to the cottage’s porch where you were waiting for your friend to confirm if he had got rid of the disgusting bug.

The others started to laugh at the sight of scaredy cat Hobi who went to hug you and looked far more terrified than you to be honest.

'I guess Hobi is not anymore the only one scared of bugs' said Aria while laughing at his boyfriend and you.

'Yeah, but Hobi is basically scared of every bug, Y/N doesn't like bugs in general but the only ones that might make her cry of fear are the cockroaches' said Chris - he's like an encyclopedia of you - JK thought.

'K, it's done, no more danger over here' Chris screamed at you and Hobi while you both nodded and started to come back to your places around the bonfire.

'Thanks, you're my guardian angel' you said over to your best friend giving him a peck on his cheek while your heart was starting to calm down.

Chris just winked at you and smiled while patting at the sitting spot you had left empty.

'So... cockroaches, huh?' said Namjoon chuckling as soon as you sat down.

'Yeah, I know it sounds crazy, don't judge me. I really can't control it... my heart starts beating incredibly faster and I always end up running off' you say while also chuckling.

You're completely aware of how irrational it sounds because it’s not like a cockroach can kill you or anything. But that's exactly what a phobia is, irrational fear to something.

'Don't worry, I understand you, my friend' said Hobi offering you a comforting smile

'Of course, you would understand her, you would understand anyone with a fear, you fear almost everything' said Jin while laughing at his friend who only glared at him and said 'No, I don’t’

'Guys, you don't even imagine the level of phobia that this girl here has' said Chris and then he looked at you and continued 'Remember that time we were coming back to your dad's place at night?' and all the sudden you and Chris were laughing like two crazy people, you had tears in your eyes from laughing.

Jungkook's lips twitched, he loved seeing you laugh. Even after your discussion, he couldn't help but to stare at your whole form. You looked so beautiful.

'Ohhhhh, I wanna know! What happened when you were going to Y/N dad's place at night?' asked a curious Taehyung while wiggling his eyebrows.

So, Chris starts by saying 'Well, I think we were about 18 years old at that time. It was 2 AM in the morning and we were coming back from having a few drinks at a bar. Keep in mind, we were the only ones on the street around that hour. We were like 2 blocks away from her dad's place walking and talking normally when all of the sudden this brat’ – Chris pointing at you – ‘started to run as if her life depended on it' you couldn't stop chuckling while your best friend continued telling the anecdote 'So, I automatically thought...'maybe she saw someone that was going to mug us or something like that' and of course, I also started to run like crazy' and all of your friends including Jungkook were already laughing with you two.

'After running those 2 blocks and arriving to her dad's, we were both out of breath and I asked her 'What the hell happened? You scared the shit out of me' and I think that was one of the few times I almost want to murder her because while she was trying to recover her breath she responded, 'I saw 2 dead cockroaches' ' and immediately all of the group bursted on laughter not believing that you could fear a dead bug.

'Seriously Y/N? Dead cockroaches??' said Jin while his windshield laugh resonated around you.

'I swear to God. I couldn't help it. It's like I saw those disgusting things on the floor and my mind immediately though 'if there's 2 one’s dead, there might be a lot more alive and closer' so I started to run without even telling Chris' you said while cleaning the laugh tears that fell on your cheeks

Well, finally your tears were from laughter and not sadness.

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The food was delicious as expected, chef Min Yoongi delivered an amazing barbecue along with Joey’s help.

You kept drinking Soju during the night and by the end of dinner, most of you were tipsy or drunk as fuck like Tae and Chris who were already starting to sing and babbling nonsenses.

Chris started to cling on you while saying ‘Noooooooooooooona, I’m sleepy sleepy, really sleepy’

‘Oh my god you’re such a big baby’ you whine while trying to get him up

‘Noona?’ asked Yoongi ‘You’re older than Chris, Y/N?’

‘I’m just 3 months older but every time he gets drunk, he annoyingly starts to call me Noona’ you respond

Then Jimin commented ‘Wait, Chris’s birthday is in August, right? So…that means your birthday is this month Y/N’

‘Bingoooooooo!’ screamed Chris while the others laughed at his drunken state.

‘Yeah, my birthday it’s on the 19th’ you simply responded; you aren’t much of the people who enjoys celebrating your birthday. But it did come to your thought that the last birthday that you actually celebrated was 2 years ago. When you still had your dad by your side.

Last year you were nowhere near to have any energy to celebrate your birthday. By that time, your dad had passed away the month before. So, when your birthday arrived, you turned off your phone and avoided any calls or greetings.

You just couldn’t stop thinking how the most special person in the world to you, wasn’t going to say, ‘Happy birthday!’ to you for the first time. Maybe you should celebrate this time, at least have dinner with your new friends or something like that, to drift your mind elsewhere.

Jungkook noticed you spacing out a little bit. Once at the gym he had asked you the exact date of your birthday since he only new it was some day around May. And you were also very short with your answer. He can tell is not something that you like to talk about that much, maybe it’s because of your dad. That makes him feel sad too, it was beyond obvious that you shared a special bond with your dad. He himself can’t imagine how he would feel without any of his parents. It must be so hard for you.

You didn’t even realize that you were spacing out until Jin spoke.

‘We must celebrate then! Besides my handsome features, I’m a great birthday party planner. I’ll take care of yours Y/N!’ said Jin who sounded excited as if it was his own birthday

‘Um… yeah, sure, I’m not much of a birthday type person but it would be nice to celebrate it with you, guys’

Namjoon saw your struggle with your drunk best friend that wouldn’t stop saying that he felt sleepy. So, he approached to you and offered you help while grabbing Chris from your hold ‘I’ll make sure he gets to his room, I’m not that drunk don’t worry’ he said while chuckling

‘Thanks, Joon’ you said while watching Namjoon lifting Chris up as if he was a sack of potatoes. Chris can be a real pain in the ass when he gets drunk.

‘No worries, I’ll probably also head to sleep once I’ve delivered this package. Goodnight, guys’

‘Right behind you’ said Hobi going hand to hand with Aria while also waving goodbye to the rest of the guys.

The following minutes Joey and Emma followed the same path as the others along with Jimin who was carrying Taehyung that couldn’t even walk properly. The only thing that Taehyung hadn’t drank was the lake’s water, he was a mess.

So, at the end you were left sitting by the bonfire with Jin, Jackson, Yoongi and JK.

You had a small talk with Yoongi about videogames and different animes that you loved from your childhood; you had a lot of common being both ‘93 liners.

You told him how you loved ‘Cardcaptor Sakura’ especially the character of ‘Kero’ that you always wanted to have Kero’s teddy bear because you found it so freaking cute, but you never got it. While Yoongi told you how he still binge-watches ‘Slam Dunk’ every time he has the opportunity.

After that nice talk, Yoongi told you he was going to bed and waved you goodbye – incredible that he was one of the lasts to go to sleep, you thought to yourself.

‘I think I’m going to have a little walk’ you said to the rest of the guys while walking towards the forest.

That’s when Jin elbowed Jungkook and made him signals for him to go with you.

Jungkook almost whispered screamed at Jin ‘What if she tells me to fuck off, hyung?’

‘Then you deserve it, but you have to at least try talking with her again – you’re both tipsy, maybe that’ll make things easier,’ simply responded Jin.

‘We’ll get going to bed too. So, you two can have your little time together’ said Jackson while winking at JK and getting up from his sit along with Jin.

Jungkook sighed a little scared of your reaction whenever you saw him going after you.

Okay, here we go – he thought to himself.

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'Noona, you're drunk. Come back here, it's too dark and you might fall' you hear Jungkook’s sweet voice from behind you.

'I'm just a little tipsy, I'm not drunk' while you keep walking into the forest.

'Okay, if you say so. I’ll go with you' says Jungkook while following you behind. You could get easily lost in the forest and get hurt in the dark, he's not gonna leave you alone. Plus, he needs to make things up with you somehow, just as Jin said.

Suddenly you stop walking, and you turn around going some steps towards Jungkook who has a surprised face now because of the closeness that you’re sharing, and you say, 'Why would you bring someone that you don't even like just to make me jealous?'

'Or did you intended to hurt me?' you say pouting sadly at him, he swears he almost folds after seeing that cute face of yours.

'What? No! Noona, how could you think I would want to hurt you?'

'I don't know what to believe, okay? I don't know anymore; you keep confusing me Jungkook'

And you keep talking while he stares at you with those beautiful doe eyes ‘I thought we had a connection the day we first met, I was excited to see you on the night club that day on Jackson's birthday thinking we were both in the same page and what do I got? Lina sucking your face'

He takes a few more steps towards you, cupping your face, making you look straight to his eyes, and he says 'Noona, we did have a connection that day when we met and I also was excited to be with you on the night club, I told you this already... Lina was the one to kiss me. And we still have that connection; I know you feel it too'

'I... I don't know what to think. You told me there wasn't nothing more between you and her. But she was the first person that you thought to bring here just to make me jealous, that doesn't sound as nothing to me' you start to feel your eyes sting.

Jeez. Since when do you cry so easily?

'Why...' you get choked up as you start crying 'Why did you hurt me, Jungkook?'

‘Fuck' you curse between tears and put your hand on JK's chest putting some distance between you two 'Why do I always end up crying in front of you?' you say almost defeated.

Jungkook was lost of words. He never thought he made you this confused. Confused enough to start thinking that he might wanted somehow to hurt you intentionally. He never would do something like that. But he had to clear everything right now and put a stop to all the misunderstandings.

He grabs your hand that's still over his chest and moves it towards his heart while you just watch him with your teary eyes. His heart was beating insanely fast, you could feel it going crazy…just the same as yours felt. He was affected by you just as much as he affected you. 

'Feel my heartbeat, noona. That can't be faked and that's how I feel every time I am with you, every time you laugh, every time you smile, you make my heart go crazy' he said as he also started to feel his eyes watering.

'I've been an idiot, I didn't understand how you could be dating another guy knowing that we both liked each other, I was impulsive inviting her, but I swear to you I never, ever, wanted to hurt you in anyway and the only girl that's in my mind is you, it's always been you since the day I saw you in Jackson's house. Lina and I were over months ago and it never happened anything else, only that kiss that you saw at the night club. I was pretty clear with her, and I told her that there was no way we would be restarting things. I just... want...you' he said while leaning his forehead against yours, you could see tears streaming down his cheeks.

You were sure he was being sincere; it was written all over his face. You shared one look at each other while your hand instantly started caressing the side of his face and you were about to kiss him when he said 'I don't want to take advantage of you, noona. As much as I want to kiss you and never let you go, I want our first kiss to be while we're both sober'

'You're not taking advantage; I'm giving you the advantage plus I told you I'm just tipsy' you said while looking at those lips that were almost calling you.

He smiled at you and whined saying 'Noona, you're not making things any easier for me, you know that?' while his eyes also dropped to your lips.

'Just a little kiss and we can go to sleep then' you whispered on his ear.

'Fuck - you'll be the death of me. How can I say no to you?' he said with that raspy voice that you love to hear.

You were the one to cup his face now and got closer to his beautiful, sculpted face and you whispered at him right in front of his lips while staring at his Bambi eyes 'I just want you too' - his eyes lighted up as soon as he heard you and you both smiled at each other.

And that’s when it finally happened, you both closed the short distance at the same time and connected your lips together. You both felt a wave of electricity running through your bodies as soon as your tongues touched.

He grabbed your waist tightly while making you walk backwards until your back was against a tree, you grabbed his shirt into a fist pulling him closer to you. The kiss was slow and passionate, your lips moved in sync as if they were made for each other.

Jungkook then started to kiss your cheek and continuing his kisses lowering to your jawline, then your neck where he sucked your skin as you tilted your head giving him more access, at that point a small moan escaped your lips and you could feel his smirk against your neck as he continued sucking it as if his life depended on it - he stopped for a second and watched proudly the mark he had left on your neck - and then he kissed you again on your lips.

Oh my God. Is this really happening?

While you kept your lips connected you started to run one of your hands against his abs while the other was busy pulling a little bit his hair. He groaned with that raspy voice of his that always was successful on making a pool between your legs. You stopped kissing and he pressed his forehead on yours.

'I-… God... I’ve been wanting to do that for such a long-time baby, I can't stop now'

'Then don't stop' you said breathlessly against his lips while biting your lower lip.

'Gosh, don't do that. Don't bite that lip. You’ll make me go crazy' when you looked at him you could see his eyes filled with lust and he immediately connected your lips again.

This time it was much steamier, you could feel him getting harder on his sweatpants and you were a mess - he felt so fucking big -, you couldn't stop moaning. You needed to feel him more, so, you grinded against his erection and he replied also grinding against you while you heard him grunting between the kisses.

This kept going for a few minutes until you had to stop to catch some air and as soon as your eyes met you both chuckled while he cupped your face and gave you a last peck on your lips.

'Sorry, I couldn't control myself; I have been waiting for you for a while now, baby' he said while smiling at you.

'Baby, huh? I like how that sounds coming from your lips' you smiled back 'I'm not complaining though, it's not like I was successful on controlling myself' while you both shared a laugh.

It was getting chilly outside and JK noticed you were wearing a shirt and leggings so, he said 'You're gonna get sick, it's getting cold here, gorgeous. How about we head inside?'

'Yeah, sure, let's go handsome' you said. He blushed at the compliment while smiling and offering you his hand to you and you took it as you both made your way towards the cottage with a smile plastered on your faces.

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You were in front of your bedroom when you beat him to talk first and say 'Um...would you like to sleep with me?'

His eyes went big as two plates and you realize that what you said sounded bad, though you would love to release all the sexual tension that there's between you two, you don't think it's the best idea to have sex when all your friends are sleeping literally on the same floor.

If he made you moan only for kissing you with your clothes on, you can't imagine how loud you'll be once he's inside you. Fuck, you should stop thinking about that

'Oh my god, I didn't think how it sounded before saying it. Sorry, I was referring to you sleep by my side. Not that I don't want to sleep with you in the other way, don't misunderstand me, I really really want to...but I think is not the best when our friends are sleeping on the same floor and maybe it'll be good for us to take it slow' you said to him while you both chuckled

'You really don't have any filter when you have a few drinks on your system...but I gotta say I really love it, you're so straightforward, noona' once again he had that lustful look that was driving you crazy and as he came closer to your face he said 'I would love to sleep with you, in any possible way'

You started to blush like crazy and giggling while you grabbed him by his hand and you both entered your room.

'Um... I wear only a big t-shirt to sleep, hope that's okay with you' you say, and you swear you see his lips twitch before he says 'No problem noona, I normally sleep only with boxers but maybe it's too much to ask, is it okay if I take off my shirt at least? It's hard for me to sleep with clothes on' asking for your permission with a smirk on his face.

Fuck fuck fuck. He's such a tease

You try to sound unphased saying 'Yeah sure, take it off, no problem' and you stayed there frozen while he took off his shirt slowly almost torturing yourself. Oh for the love of God, what a fine piece of man. Your eyes were concentrated on his six pack, how can he be this hot? It should be illegal. 

'Noona' suddenly his raspy voice woke you up from your trance, he got really close to you and cupped your face again. You gulped when you came across with his intense gaze once again... you wanted to touch his abs so bad.

'Yes, JK?' you almost whisper.

'If you keep checking me out like that, I won't be able to control myself from fucking you all night long'

Yeah, your pussy just died

'I- I wasn't checking you out' you lie, and you both know is a big fat lie because you were almost salivating at the Adonis in front of you.

Jungkook chuckled, he loved seeing you this affected by him. 'Okay baby, if you say so... you're not gonna get your clothes changed?'

'Oh yeah, you’re right, I'll be right back' you grabbed your big t-shirt that you use to sleep sometimes and went to your bathroom to change clothes.

Once you exited the bathroom with your t-shirt on, you saw that Jungkook was already under the covers sitting on the bed with his back against the bed head, waiting for you. He lifted his eyes when he heard you coming out of the bath and you could see his gaze turning dark, looking at your now exposed legs.

He was intimidating you with that dark gaze. It was incredible that this man could be soft, cute and at the same time so hot and full of lust. You went quickly to your side of the bed and got under the covers too. 

His eyes followed every step you took and once you were by his side he said 'You look beautiful' while smiling at you.

'And you look like a Calvin Klein publicity' you said and that got a proper laugh of him while you joined too. He was blushing now. He went in two seconds from hot and lusty Jungkook to shy and blushing Jungkook. The duality in this man is insane.

'No. Seriously. I knew you were hot' his eyebrows shoot up in surprise as soon as he heard you while you continued 'But this' - you say while touching his abs and his eyes just follow your hand while he gulps - 'It brings a whole new level of hotness'

'Fuck' he curses under his breath. 'Baby, you are such a minx' he said while grabbing your chin and you just smiled at him.

'We better sleep now. Do you mind if I sleep with my head on your chest?' you ask with a cute pouty face.

'Of course, you can do whatever you want with me' he shamelessly says, seeing how your cheeks start to get rosy from the blushing.

Please, stooooooppppp Jeon Jungkook

'Good to know that' you say shortly, while you make yourself comfortable with your head on his chest and your hand goes to rest right on those killing abs.

'I can't believe that finally I have you in my arms' he suddenly said, and you couldn't help looking him in the eyes and caressing his face.

'You and me both. But I'm glad it's finally happening' you said, and he felt his heart skipping a beat.

'Me too, noona. Sweet dreams' 

You came closer and cupped his face to give him a sweet peck on the lips that made both of your stomach feel tingly. He smiled at you while you said 'Goodnight JK'.

With his arms around your frame, JK couldn't stop thinking that this had to be a dream. He feared falling sleep and that when he woke up you wouldn't be there. He didn't want you to slip away from him again. 

He took one look to your cute face, you looked happy sleeping over his body. He couldn't help but to smile too. He decided to push away all his fears of losing you and he fell asleep while holding you tightly and thinking to himself – this time I won’t let you slip away from me, noona.

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Clouds - Holder

TITLE: “Clouds” || A Stephen Holder Drabble

FANDOM: “The Killing” (AMC/Netflix Series)

CHARACTER: Homicide Detective Stephen Holder

MAIN STORYLINE: On rainy nights, all Holder wants is you… 

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2012

More rain. It never ends here in Seattle. Thankfully, Stephen is already home with you by the time thunder rumbles again. 

Disheveled blankets. Cuddling in his arms. 

There’s no other feeling in the world. With dinner out of the way and that kitchen clean, you no longer have to think, just resting with your best friend. 

“Babe?” His voice is sleepy, drifting in or out of consciousness as gorgeous hazel eyes watch you for a moment. 

“What?” You mumble, still not wanting to consider anything important. Work drained you today, and it’s a miracle that even Holder could somehow leave the precinct earlier than midnight. 

“You’re so pretty.” Smiling and showing off that mustache, he dares to open the warm proximity found between your covered bodies. Soon after, this man angles his finger to tap your nose. 

“Thank you, but please let me sleep,” You whine back, readjusting that cuddle back with him. 

“Aight.” Kissing your forehead, Holder took off one of those signature hoodies and now lays with you in a t-shirt, feeling nothing short of peace. 

Just when you plan on sleeping again, lightning flashes in the bedroom window and you can’t help snuggling closer, hoping that Stephen will notice. 

“Sorry.” You look up at him, trying not to feel embarrassed. 

“It’s okay. I'm here. Promise.” This time, Holder caresses your face and smiles down, tickling you with the mustache. 

At least he’s around, rain or shine. 

[romanestuffsposts]

my friends have been kinda mean lately saying i need to grow up and i was just wondering if you could do something with daddy stuck where there little comes home upset cause of there friends saying mean things. i struggle a lot with the thought of everyone hating me and your work’s always comforting to read. 💕

Hi there love! 💜

I’m so sorry to hear that it happened to you babe ❤️ sometimes people you trust the most to protect your feelings are the one who destroy it first. I sadly know this feeling and I hope you're doing well after that sweetie. You’re strong and you only need yourself, other people are just something apart in your life, you’re the one who creat your life and you’re the one who decide what choices you do and how you want to be around others.

Fuck off people who judge

Fuck off people who leaves because of that

Fuck off everyone who look weirdly at you.

You’re yourself and that’s what matters. You have to love yourself not for others to love you, do things for yourself, not for others. Live for you because you will always be there for yourself ❤️

You are the main character of your life and the best one, don’t forget that ❤️

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Warnings : upset little reader, cries, comfort, hurt feelings, cuddles, kisses, fluff, pet names, snuggles,

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky ; Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : ⤴️⤴️

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You hold back a sniff as you're about to open the door. Why does it feels so unfair ? You're sure she didn't meant it but the affect of her words are as deep as if she did meant it, all it did is hurting you the same. She was suppose to never judge you, she was suppose to understand you or just be there for you without asking any questions or putting any judment toward you

That's what hurt the most, yes her words did hurt but it came from her own mouth in the first place. You throw your bag on the floor and rush to the kitchen, maybe a glass of water will help you calm down and feel better ? You go on your tippy toes to reach a glass and settle it down on the island counter beside the sink. You fill it with water and immediatly drink in it. Your tears mix with the water in the glass giving it a nasty salty taste, that's when you stop drinking.

You put the glass back down on the counter and run upstaires in your bedroom to lock yourself in. Your Daddies weren't supposed to be back home until a few hours so it give you plenty times to just cry it out and then put a charming smile on your face and spend the evening with your lovely Daddies.

You let yourself fall on your mountain of stuffie and start to cuddle your favorite one- Bucksie. At least you're sure he will never hurt you

Steve sighs when he closes the front door. He had a long day- just like Bucky, and he didn't wanted to come back home to a house in a mess. "Where is she ?" he sighs looking at the ground at your bag on the floor, your coat on the floor as well and your shoes who are everywhere but where they need to be. Bucky shrugs "Maybe she went to take a shower"

They walk further in the house and Bucky goes to change his clothes and takes a shower in his bathroom while Steve goes to start making dinner, it's already late and if you eat too close of your bedtime, you won't be able to fall asleep. He sighs one more time in annoyance when he sees your dirty cup of water on the counter beside the sink "can’t even clean after herself" he mumbles as he throws the cup in the sink to clean it later.

He starts by warming the oven first and getting out everything he needs to prepare a good and delicious healthy meal for his family. When Bucky comes back downstairs, Steve turns to him ‘’can you tell her to come down and clean the mess she made ?’’ He asks even though it didn’t sound like a question.

‘’Go easy on her. You may had a long day but maybe she had one to’’ he says side eyeing Steve before going upstairs. He hears Steve mumbling things he can’t hear making him rolling his eyes- he’s probably complaining about the fact that he isn’t hard on you or somethings like that. He gently knocks on your bedroom door once he reaches it and waits for you to tell him he can come in.

When he doesn’t hear you he knocks one more time ‘’babygirl ?" He waits a few more seconds before opening the door. He does not like to enter your private space but he forces himself to do so when it's really essential. He closes the door behind him and looks through the room. He frowns when he doesn't see you, it's weird, you're suppose to be home in an hour like this one. He walks to the bathroom and starts to panic when you're not in there.

He runs to the door to call Steve but sees something moving in the corner of his eyes making him stop his movement. He turns his head toward the movement and sighs in relief when he spots you in your mountain of stuffies. He walks toward you with a smile on his face, happy to see you after his long day "hi there, babydoll" he softly says, kneeling infront of you. He strokes your leg to make you turn around "why are you hiding in there ?" he asks tilting his head. He frowns when you don't answer "little one ?"

You sniff and snuggle further in your stuffies worrying your Daddy more "beautiful, what's wrong ?" he asks still stroking your leg "can you tell Daddy what's wrong ?" You sniff again and slowly turn your head who's still resting on one of you friends. Your Daddy's eyes soften when he notices your wet face and your trembling lip, his thumb gently caresses your cheek "what happened, babygirl?"

"meanie" you whine trying to hold back your sobs. You look down at Bucksie and watch your fingers playing with his ears "who is meanie, baby ?" he asks grabbing your chin so you'll look at him "betta" you mumble

‘’Becca was mean to you today ?’’ He tries to understand through your sobs and he tries to throw away the feelings he feels inside of him. He hates seeing you like this, it broke his heart and it enraged him to know that someone was mean to you and that he wasn’t there for you right after what happened.

You nod letting out a few more tears ‘’she-she-she said-d’’ you try to talk but it’s hard with your quick breath and your sobs so your Daddy stops you ‘’you don’t need to tell me now, baby. I’ll make sure to make you feel a whole lot better’’ he sighs and stands up ‘’it’s my job’’

‘’let’s go downstairs to have a good meal and then we’ll watch a movie before bedtime. How does that sound ?’’ He sweetly smiles when your head pops up from the stuffies, you nod and make grabby hands at your Daddy to carry you all the way downstairs. He chuckles and rests you on his hip, he wipes away the lasts tears on your cheeks and pokes your nose making you giggle. He smiles more at this sound "there's my beautiful little girl" he kisses your forehead before going downstairs. You rest your head on his shoulder and cuddle Bucksie all the way down.

When Steve hears Bucky in the stairs et patiently waits for him to show up and he hopes that you’ll be with him so you could clean your mess. He stirs the soup and looks at the stairs until he finally sees you both ‘’little lady, before eating you will pick up your coat and your bag and correctly put them in their place’’

‘’Steve’’ Bucky interrupts

‘’you’ll do the same for your shoes and you’ll clean the glass you used and put it back in the closet’’ he says with a stern voice

‘´Steve’’ Bucky groans, getting annoyed with Steve

‘’you will also set the table so that you understand that in this house, we don't mess things up’’

‘’Steve!’’ He snaps making you whimper quietly, he rubs your back to calm you down as he glared at Steve. Your Papa looks up sighing and he immediately understands that there’s something wrong. The way you’re curled up on your Daddy’s arms isn’t normal. You only do that when you’re upset or when you’re super tired ‘’what happened ?’’

Bucky shoots him a look that tells Steve he’ll explain later, when you’re out of ears. Your Papa makes his way toward you both and gently removes the hair you have on the side of your face who isn’t resting on your Daddy’s shoulder ‘’I’m sorry, princess. I didn’t know you weren’t feeling well’’ he drops a sweet kiss on your temple

You nod your head slowly, closing your eyes, enjoying the warm of your Daddy’s arms around you and the soft kiss who was drop on your skin ‘’let’s get comfy on the couch before eating’’ your Daddy whispers in your ear before walking toward the couch

While your Papa went back to preparing dinner with his eyes always on you, à worried and guilty look running across his features, your Daddy lies in the huge couch and gently rests you on top of him. His hands and fingers travel down your back and in your hair, play with your ear and you even feel him dropping kisses here and there

‘’You don’t have to worry about anything, baby’’ he whispers ‘’we’re here to protect you, to love you and to make sure you are safe. Nothing bad will happen to you. We'll be always here for you, always and forever’’

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Warnings: bad self-thought/talk, bullying, insults, low self-esteem, money problems, oral/noncon, coercion, cum, some untagged sexual and dark elements.

Wouldn’t mind some feedback! Lloyd was driving me nuts so I had to do it. Thank you in advance 💜

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Your cheeks are flushed with heat as the server returns with your entrees. Lloyd shamelessly keeps his hand nestled between your tingling thighs, clamped in an attempt at modesty. He sits forward to eat with his free hand as you can barely keep your head from wobbling. You feel as if everyone in the place has witnessed your undoing.

“Mmm, better get it while it’s hot,” he scoops up a mouthful of season potatoes, “I’m not spending money for nothing, babe.”

He pinches you before finally removing his hand. He takes his knife, not bothering to wipe the glisten from his fingers, as he cuts into his filet. You slowly sit up as your eyes flick over to Colin as he reads over the bill.

He avoids meeting your gaze but you’re happy for it, humiliated and hot. You pick at the lobster tail with your fork and peer down at your plate. This night couldn’t be over soon enough.

“Aw, don’t pout, baby, I’m just getting started,” he bites into a chunk of juicy beef, chewing noisily.

“Hey!” There’s a shout and the clatter of a tray as empty dishes crash onto the floor. You look up as a man shoves a waiter out of his way, skidding on his soles as he stops beside Colin’s table, “what the fuck is going on here?”

Your mouth falls open as Lloyd reaches for his whiskey and finishes it with a pop of his lips, “looks like he got my message.”

“What?” You look at him as he watches with delight.

“Tell me you haven’t dreamed of this. Look at the coward, he’s about to piss his pants.”

“Wh–why?”

“Oh come on, you should be thanking me,” he leans back and drapes his arm over your shoulders, “in fact, you’re gonna thank me. On the way back. When we get there. And so on. The night is young, sweet cheeks.”

You look back to the scene across the restaurant, reminded of the night you came and Colin left you alone and nearly sobbing. The words he said to you then and after. The accusations that proved to be little more than projection.

For once, you agree with this douchebag at your elbow. He deserves this.

“That’s my fucking wife!” The much bigger man drags Colin out of his seat. Your husband couldn’t be called small but he was shorter and more slender than the bull shaking him by his collar, “my slut of a wife!”

Those words sting and you tilt your head. You know what it’s like to be on the receiving end yet you can’t feel sorry for the blond grabbing onto the angry man’s arm. She did this. They both did. They ruined two marriages for what?

“Do you ever come here without making a scene?” You lift your cocktail and drain it until there’s only a few chips of melted ice.

“I don’t do quiet,” he shrugs and goes back to his meal, “and I like a show with my dinner.”

You sniff as a gaggle of waiters try to calm the raging man throttling your husband. The mention of police moves the rabble towards the door but not without chaos. Table wobble with the impact of the intertwined man as heels click in their stead, following the fight outside.

“I need another drink,” you put your glass down, “preferably a double.”

Lloyd raises his hand and whistles, “garcon.”

You cringe and sink down lower. His quick response would be flattering if it wasn’t completely patronizing.

💎

Your stomach is unsettled, the pasta sitting like a lump as your anxiety flickers in your chest. You sit back in the low car seat and frame your forehead with your hand. A nice relaxing shower somehow ended in you being wound tighter than before.

"Baby, better keep me awake, you don't want me falling asleep at the wheel, do ya?" Lloyd says as he steers out into the street, giving his stomach a slap, "god, that was good, wasn't it?"

His hand slips down and he flicks his belt. You straighten in your seat as his eyes flash at you in the rearview. You repress your agitation and reach between the seats, bending over the stick as you pull back the tail of his belt.

It's just one thing after the other, you gripe inwardly, this man will never let you relax. Never let you catch your breath.

You unhook his belt and open his fly. You want to get home and go to bed. He's just a man, you get him off and he'll be ready for the same. He's hard as you reach beneath the fabric, unsurprised by his lack of briefs.

You take him out and stroke him mechanically. Men are easy when they have their pants down. Your husband proved that. With his own boss. His ex that he never shut up about. You should've known. You were never good enough and now look at you.

You push your mouth around him, grazing him with your teeth.

"Eh, put some love into it," he flinches and rests his hand on your head, "fuck."

You loosen your throat and grimace around him. You bob up and down, the noise making you sick, stirring the storm already whirling in your stomach. He clutches your air as you ignore the ache in your jaw.

Your eyes water at the sudden awareness of yourself, of what you're doing, of how you won't stop. You have nothing and this man made sure of that. Tonight wasn't a favour, it was just another reminder of his power over you.

You drag your tongue up and down, flicking around his tip. You wiggle your nose and force back the haze of tears. No, he won't see you like that. He's seen enough. You're just buzzed, maybe a bit depressed.

You bring your hand up and work him diligently. He groans and swerves as he squeezes his fistful of hand.

"Jeez, baby, you're gonna get us in trouble," he chortles and shoves you down, "ah, you little slut, you already got me ready to blow."

He takes over, guiding your pace as his fingers stretch over your skull. He drags you along his length and groans.

"Yeah, you gobble that dick," he slithers, "I'm gonna cum and you're gonna drink it up, yeah…."

He pushes you to his limit and his hips buck. He snarls and slams on the break, spilling down your throat as he sputters. He grips the wheel tight and holds you in place and drowns you until you're gagging.

He lets you go and you sit up, coughing as you spit up his cum. You fall against the leather as your body vibrates and you cover your face in shame.

"Please," you rasp, "I want to go home."

"Home," he shifts back into gear with a scoff, "what home?"

[thephoenixdescendant]

HEADCANON: HOW THE BF5 TEXT YOU

a/n: hello hello how are ya? I know I've been fucking dead for what, 2 years and then I come back giving ya random headcanons and disappear again for a few months and again randomly come back. I'm a goddamn mess and I'm sooo sorry. I just have poor time management skills and poor mental health. And also lack of motivation. Anywayyyys, here are some headcanons which I have been planning to write for a long time but keep forgetting to do so (also I don't know whether this headcanon was already done or not).

Vert Wheeler

Okay, so this man likes to use proper grammar. Will take his time to text back and NEVER the type to leave you on read, because he thinks it’s rude to do so.

He don’t really use the newer slang a lot.

Uses emojis as a way to express his emotions, and it’s quite literal.

Like this man uses the “😭” as a sign that he’s upset.

Uses the “😂”, “😄”, “❤️”, emoji’s quite a lot.

Long paragraphs about how much he loves you, paragraphs about what happened during missions are to be expected.

Agura Ibaden

Just like Vert, she doesn’t really use newer slang.

Only uses ”😀” emoji.

Will only leave you on read if she’s busy. Otherwise she’ll text back.

Will send you multiple texts but not enough for her to blow up your phone with notifications.

Flirts with you A TON. She may not look like a flirt but, she is. Only to you.

Zoom Takazeumi

Uses a TON of newer slang.

He sends you loooong paragraphs if he’s feeling very romantic and if he deeply misses you if you’re away. But if he’s feeling normal and as always being the goofball he is, he likes to send you short multiple messages.

Uses a lot of emojis.

Zoom: Babe, I miss you so much aaaahhhhh Love you!!! ❤️❤️❤️💗💗💗💗💗💞💞💕💓💓💓💋💋💋💋💋❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️❤️‍🔥❤️🥰💗💘💓��💋💞💋💗💘💓💋💞💕💜🧡🩵💚💕💞💋❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥💕💋💞💕💋❤️🥰❤️❤️🥰❤️🥰🥰💕💕❤️

Never leaves you on read.

Sherman Cortez

Sometimes, you wonder whether if it’s his grandma texting because he texts are so….old people-ish?

He will legit sends you Good Morning and Good Night Images. Something like this:

Very sweet and romantic when he has a full on convo with you.

He usually never leaves you on read and when he does, expect a bunch of apologies and a string of “I love you”’s

His texts range from short to large paragraphs.

He uses slang rarely

Uses a shit ton of emoji’s like Zoom.

Spinner Cortez

Uses a lot of slang

Uses emoji’s more than words tbh.

Obviously, short texts.

Will leave you on read, and will apologize if you get pissed off.

The type to send you a lot of memes. If someone looks through your text messages with him, it’ll mostly be memes that you send each other and reactions from both of you.

Stanford Isaac Rhodes

He’s British and from the royal family…so no slang. He kind of hates it tbh.

Flirts with you (obviously) and also will have a full on convo with you while he’s on the mission (Vert doesn’t appreciate this)

Will send you audios of him singing songs that he wrote. It’s obviously about you.

Sends you selfies of him with a text saying “I miss you, my little angel”

Short texts, but like a bunch of them. Enough to blow up your phone.

Will get insanely nervous if you don’t text him back within an hour if you’re away.

Tezz Volitov

This man is complicated.

This man just doesn’t text and it’s not because he doesn’t like it. He forgets to message people and let them know that he’s fucking alive.

You have to be the one to message him first and he’ll message you back shortly after. (Or like a day later. Depends on how busy he is)

Does not use emoji’s.

There are days were he is the first one to text and those are verrryyy rare. (DO NOT poke him too much on that, that will make him sulk)

AJ Dalton

Blows up your fucking phone with a long line of messages.

And half of the long line of texts are just him correcting himself from that fucking annoying autocorrect.

Sends a bunch of pictures of himself. Either of him taking selfies with random things he finds during missions or of him making goofy faces.

Replies to your messages INSTANTLY. He’s actually looking forward for your message.

Uses a shit ton of emoji’s as well.