#hold me while I sob and eat ice-cream

[ippipo]

self aware caleb

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | smutty stuff | part 4 | part 5

"how would you react if i came to your world?"

the question caught you off guard. "where is this coming from?" you ask. "nothing, just wondering," he replies, although you didn't exactly believe him. sure, you hoped he would, but it wasn't realistic.

"now that you ask, i don't think i would be ready," you reply honestly. you don't notice the way his expression drops. "i would be surprised in a good way, of course. but i don't think it's realistic."

"hm," and with that, he remains quiet the entire time. you ask him questions and he replies normally, but he never initiated the conversation for a while.

the next day, he suddenly calls out to you while you were eating. "y/n, i'll be busy for a while. i have some things to take care of," he says, leaving without giving you a chance to reply. strange.

the next few weeks after that were incredibly gloomy. everything happened so fast, you didn't have time to process it. and everything ended even quicker that you didn't get to enjoy the time you had with him. your game wasn't working anymore. caleb wouldn't reply to your texts on the weird number he texted you from. and college kept getting more stressful.

it wasn't until you got some time to yourself after a hectic week. you waltzed into your living room and before you could reach the sofa, you fell onto your knees. after days of holding it in, you realized how much toll it took on your body.

you cupped your face as you tried to stop the burning tears which threatened to come out. soon, those tears turned into painful sobs. you cried out, trying to breath in but your chest was hurting. you missed him so much and you didn't even realize it until now.

caleb had become such a common part of your life in the past six months to the point that his absence feels like you lost a part of yourself. "get it together," you scold yourself, voice quivering as you sobbed uncontrollably. 'what did i do wrong?' you ask yourself.

'everything seemed fine, so what happened now?' the question looming over your mind the entire night till you were too tired and passed out from exhaustion on the floor.

when you woke up after your breakdown, it was around 1 am in the morning. and you slowly started resenting caleb for it. he got you hooked and suddenly left you with no explanations whatsoever.

a notification pops up on your screen, and you were so not in the mood for it. but you decided to reply to it anyway.

ne-andy-thal 👅

babe

you wont believe what just happened

pls wake up i miss u alresdy

plsplsplsplspls

actually ill text u tomorrow morning

i heard the engineering department busted their asses off and roped in other deps too, are u doing alright?

anyways, love u sleep well sorry for disturbing u <3

bitch you just saw my message

answer me tf???

you

hey

i'm not in the mood rn andy

ne-andy-thal 👅

rude??

you

sorry, i'm just going through some stuff

ne-andy-thal 👅

is everything ok bby? what happened??

you

no, things just took a turn and everything is spiralling outta my control

ne-andy-thal 👅

i have some news that might distract u if u wanna listen

its pretty big news

and u wont believe me at first but i have proof too

you

go on

ne-andy-thal 👅

can i come over for this?

ill bring over some ice cream for u to wallow

i have cookies and cream

you

please?

andy bae, did i ever tell you how much i love and cherish you?

ne-andy-thal 👅

never before 😒

but ill accept it now

cuz im such a great friend

you

💋💋💋

ne-andy-thal 👅

ewwww 🤢🤮

you

asshole

come over quick

"you will not fucking believe what just happened," andy comes in with a bang on your front door. you wince at the noise. "honey, calm down, it's 2 am in the fucking morning," you warn before pulling him to your side and hugging him. his warmth giving you the much needed comfort.

"aw my baby, are you alright?" he asks while rubbing your back. you sniffle and answer, "no, everything sucks."

"distract me?" you ask. "alright, yes. so basically, you know the game we play, right?" his words make you frown, remembering caleb. you nod, trying to not let it affect you.

"so, sylus is....sentient," he says with enthusiasm in his tone, completely contradicting your indifferent state. "why are you not excited?" he asks with a glare. "i- well, you know how i just had a breakdown?" you begin, watching him nod.

"that was because there was this whole fiasco where caleb became self aware six months ago, and now he left without saying a word or two," you continue, watching as andy goes through a spectrum of emotions.

"wha- wait, what?!" he gasps loudly, making you wince. "too loud, babe," you say. "right, sorry. but you didn't even care to tell me? your best friend?" his glare intensifies. "sorry.....i just thought you would freak out," you admit with an apologetic smile.

"okay, my feelings aside, let's focus on you first. were you guys dating?" he asks. "no, i don't know what it was, i just knew i had a thing for him a-and now it's all gone," your voice breaks in between. andy pulls you into an embrace before running his hand through your hair, trying to comfort you. it worked like magic.

"i'm so sorry, honey. maybe we could ask sy? only if you want to know. it's totally fine if you want to detach from the whole thing," he suggests, hugging you tighter when he feels a wet spot on his shoulder. "i really want to know."

"alright, then. but let's get you freshened up first, you stink right now," he covers his nose mockingly. you slap his shoulder and laugh. "strange way to thank your amazing friend, but it's okay for today," he huffs.

you take a quick shower and notice that andy put your clothes out. you smile at the action and make a mental note to give him the biggest hug known to mankind before he leaves tomorrow. you wear your clothes and leave your room, only to find a familiar deep voice talking to your best friend.

"she's doing alright, now. all i gotta do now is stop her from finishing both the tubs leaving nothing for me before she gets a sugar rush and destroys me in mario kart," he complains to his phone. a deep chuckle erupts from the phone. "can't believe you're complaining about me to my second favourite character, what a great friend," you roll your eyes at him before settling down next to him, cuddling up to his warmth.

"hi, hope you're feeling better. i just heard what happened," sylus says to you, a smile ghosts over his lips. you shy away from his vision, feeling strange and embarrassed. "she is, she has me, after all," andy pops in between, putting you in a headlock with his slightly muscular arms, choking you in that process.

"a-and-dy, can't b-breathe," you choke out. he quickly removes his hands and hits your back for some reason. "sorry, sorry, sorry. are you okay?" he apologizes frantically. you recover from the lack of oxygen and notice sylus's amused smile, directed towards your friend. you grin internally at the clear display of silent admiration.

andy walks to the refrigerator to get your ice cream and you take it as the perfect opportunity to call out sylus. "keep it in your pants, sylus," you say with a giggle, watching as he turns away while his ears turn red.

"here's your ice cream," andy sings out and places the tub in front of you, ready to be emptied within a few moments. "today i'm gonna introduce you to the worst thing that will ever happen to you, sy," andy says it in an eerily enthusiastic voice. "and that is?" sylus raises a brow.

"the notebook." you snort when you hear andy's words. you really wanted to see sylus cry, for some sick reason. "interesting," he says as his eyes follow andy's movements. the three (two) of you settle down comfortably, wrapped up in a warm blanket and a full tub of happiness along with the most saddest film known to mankind.

you look at your best friend one last time, a fuzzy feeling erupting inside your chest, feeling so fucking grateful you had someone to lean on.

somewhere in the dark in your room, a figure shuffles from its place. a heavy gaze directed towards you and your friend in the living room.

[base0h]

had this random thought and thought I'd request. what if a random kid just comes over and confesses their love for you (a fully grown adult.) and the one piece men are just standing there like 'wtf is this kid on'

a/n - OML 💀💀💀 I’m laughing so hard right now 😭 anon this idea is hilarious how do you guys think of such funny stuff

Warnings ⚠️ - g/n reader, it’s a random kid not kidd himself- just wanted to clarify that bec i thought it was kidd, major crack

- If it wasn’t already apparent, Luffy has made it quite clear that he loves you VERY much

- let’s say you’ve been on this island for maybe about a month, and you love it there! The weather’s nice and cool, there’s a nice ocean breeze, and the sun is always out but not too strong

- you were sitting down on a bench with nami and robin, waiting for Sanji and Luffy to come back from their shopping spree

- suddenly, a kid appeared in front of you, holding a bouquet of flowers and a little hand made present

- “Um-! You’re super cool and pretty/handsome! And- I love you! Please take this gift and these roses!”

- the shock that just froze the three of you

- robin raised an eyebrow while nami burst out laughing, unable to breathe

- “BAHAHAHAHSUBDIDBD- YOU’RE LIKE 22 AND THIS IS A LITTLE ASS KID-“

- “Nami! Be nice! Um… Thanks kid- I like the flowers. But like Nami said- I’m a lot… Older than you.”

- The kid looked like they were about to start sobbing, so you quickly took the flowers and present to make the kid happy

- the present was a little origami heart and a butterfly, it was actually quite adorable

- All of the sudden, Luffy fucking tackled the poor child, flying across the sidewalk

- “Y/N’S MINEEEEEEEEEE!!”

- bro was hissing and growling like a feral monkey at the poor kid wtf 💀

- Sanji had to rip Luffy off the poor child and this grown man was throwing a fit, yelling at this kid

- “Y/N’S MINE! I LOVE THEM!” -luffy

- “I LOVE THEM TOO!” -kid

- “I LOVE THEM MORE!” -luffy

- “NO I DO!” -kid

- this argument continued for about 20 minutes. 20 minutes

- you had to drag Luffy and I mean DRAGGG him back to the sunny while he kept yelling at the kid about how he loved you more

- “Hmph! I bet i could take him in a fight!” -luffy (please keep in mind that this child is like 6)

- “Yeah ok luffy, don’t beat up a child.”

- “I’m a pirate! I’m already a criminal! HEY KID! GET OVER HERE IMMA BEAT YOUR ASS!” *feral screeching*

- “LUFFY NO-!”

- (rewatched marineford, I promise and swear I did not cry)

- ace is a bit more mature (not a lot) but he’s more mature than Luffy

- it was such a nice day! You and ace were hanging out on an island as a tiny vacation for the crew

- the crew got some ice cream, went shopping, and stocked up on food for the day

- ace, being the gentleman he is, carried all the bags for you, and even bought you THREE scoops of ice cream (y/n pls give me some this weather is ridiculous💀)

- ace was telling you about a story when he was younger, it was mainly about how Luffy was really stupid and loved to eat random mushrooms from the forest

- “He was SO dumb- it was really bad. He hallucinated for like- 2 days, and almost ate Dadan.”

- “HE ALMOST ATE HER?”

- “HIS TEETH WERE AROUND HER ENTIRE ARM.”

- bro Luffy is wild

- all of the sudden, something tapped you on the shoulder, and you turned around, not seeing anybody behind you

- “Um.. Excuse me?”

- The voice was coming from below, and it sounded like a kid’s voice! As you looked down, you saw this cute little child with brown hair and green eyes, their cheeks were bright pink, and they were holding something behind their back

- “Uh hi there! Did you need something from me?”

- “Um… I- I wanted to give these to you.. I picked them myself.”

- this kid was adorable, they were handing you a hand picked bouquet of flowers!! How adorable is that?! You smiled and pat the kid’s head softly, thanking him for the flowers

- ace had a big grin on his face, he found this kid absolutely adorable too

- “Uh- I think you’re super pretty/handsome! And- I think I really love you!”

- now this is where you both froze and stared at the kid with wide eyes, what did this child just tell you?..

- “I’m sorry what?” -you

- “I love you.” -kid

- “What?” -you

- this poor kid was about to cry, this was his first rejection after all 😭 and you could tell if this kid started crying, holy shit this kid’s going to SCREAM

- “Ok- sorry! I was just confused for a sec.. Are you sure you mean me? Not that little kid over there with the pig tails?”

- this kid was determined, shaking their head as they took your hands in theirs

- Ace was struggling, struggling not to just start cackling, the only thing keeping him from laughing was you pinching his arm

- “Ace don’t even think about laughing.”

- “I’m sorry- *wheeze* this is hilarious.”

- Ace’s face was turning red, bro looked like he was choking on food. But you really didn’t know what to say to this kid- I mean- you’re an adult and this is a literal child. Secondly- ace was your boyfriend already

- “Hey kid, how about I buy you some ice cream and we can talk about y/n together eh?” -ace

- The kid smiled and took Ace’s hand. How cute, your boyfriend was talking to this little kid about all the great aspects of you

- You heard about 1009 compliments today, and it warmed your heart 💜💜

- ace is awesome, 100% husband material

- doesn’t matter if it’s a child, girl, or animal, he’ll cut them up into pieces if they hurt you or his friends

- but outside of his tough demeanor, zoro was actually pretty loving, especially when the sunny was docked on an island and it was just a day to hang out

- he liked taking naps on you, literally anywhere (he sleeps the best on your ass 💀💀)

- today was not a nap day sadly, but as long as he was with you, today would be a great day

- you had dragged him along to stock up on cola and things for the ship, the whole crew was hanging out on this summery island too

- you weren’t sure why you hadn’t invested some berries into getting a leash for your boyfriend because oh my god

- this bitch keeps getting lost

- you could be looking at some cute shoes for two seconds. TWO SECONDS. And this man disappears, and he somehow ends up on the island next to the one you were on 💀💀

- but anyways, you were now holding him by his collar, keeping this dumbass marimo from running off 👍

- “Y/n are we almost done? I’m kinda tired.”

- “In a second.”

- “you’ve been saying that the past hour.”

- zoro’s feet are about to die

- all of the sudden, a kid tapped your shoulder, looking up at you with wide eyes

- “Oh hello! Did you need something?”

- “Um… I have some flowers for you!”

- The kid handed you a nice bouquet of red, white, and pink roses that were all tied together with a lovely ribbon

- Aw- this little kid was so cute! How nice of them to give you some flowers, right?

- “I- I think I really like you!”

- *pause*

- Maybe this wasn’t so nice 😭

- “Sorry what?” -you

- “I like you!”

- “But- you’re a kid!”

- this kid started sobbing, clinging onto your waist like a baby, crying about how they thought you were so pretty/handsome

- “Hey! It’s ok! Can you let go??”

- zoro was getting pissed, he didn’t like it when kids whined and wailed about stuff, especially about you

- zoro pried the kid off, setting him down with a glare, “Get off y/n, they’re mine, get lost kid.”

- “Hey zoro be nicer! It’s just a kid.”

- “NO! I LOVE Y/N” -kid

- basically this is what happened

- zoro and this literal child were pulling you back and forth, giving you severe whiplash 💀

- “Omg Robin come over here this is hilarious!!” -nami

- “NAMI PLS HELP ME.” -you

- “I think you’re fine y/n! Just wait until robin gets here!!” -nami

- wow what help you are nami 😭😭

a/n - Luffy hisses at people and growls 💀

[arminzblackbimbo]

touch my body

blackfem!reader x connie springer

tw: mdni, mention of pms, crybaby reader, mating press, and porn no plot

you think your pmsing

actually you know you are. this happens every month, you crying over random things. very small things like how your ice cream is melted when you took too long to eat it or how you couldn’t find your favorite skirt that you loved so much

now your crying in your boyfriends chest while he is rubbing your back trying to calm you down and console your shaking shoulders.“(୨୧), what’s wrong ?” he questioned you trying to see what happened this time to make you tears run. you can’t answer him, all you can think about is how he looks so handsome. you want to eat him whole, swallow him up but you can’t, and that makes you cry harder.

your emotions running wild while your makeup is running coming off on connie’s shirt. the loud sobs are caught in your chest “i-i-i just want you to fuck me” your still crying, you have so much sexual buildup even though connie fucks you full everyday. but today the feeling is worse it’s like you have to have sex or else you can’t breathe

“aww baby” he almost wants to laugh, your always crying like this. knowing you would throw a fit if you seen him chuckle. you still haven’t calmed down if anything your crying worse the wet spot on his shirt larger. he just sighs and tries to calm you down again. “ok stop crying sweetheart, you want me to fuck you right ?”

nodding your head now has you with your knees to your chest as he is rolling his hips into yours firmly. “connie your fucking me so good, so good”. his head lays right into your neck, your whispering right into his ear. making him swing his hips harder into yours.

your wetness coating him, the cream your creating makes it easier for the deep strokes he is giving you. the fire in your stomach that had you crying is almost put out. now he has you crying for a different reason. from how good he is hitting those spot in you has tears welling in your eyes

lifting his head he sees your cute nose sniffing while your lips tremble “always crying, my crybaby” he kisses your nose. his lips pecking all over your face, your moans stuck in your throat when he thrust into you harshly “huh why you crying now ?”

“i-i’m b-bout t-” your voice shakes, the hiccups caught in your chest. the way your legs are against your chest has his thickness hitting so deep into you, your toes curl so tight they pop. your lips wobbling when connie latches onto them. he knows your close, from how your body is reacting.

your moans ringing off his ear when he is digging into you, your plush walls squeezing him so tight when he hits those spot inside you so precisely. his hands firmly in the crease behind your knees, holding firmly. he separates from your lips to look in your eyes, he still gives you butterflies. it makes your stomach tingle making you feel the pleasure 10x more

his hazel eyes boring into yours when he sees them roll back. “there you go baby” he is proud to see you reach the edge knowing that pit in your stomach won’t be so heavy. he reaches down rubbing slow circles on your clit. you’re back arching up as much it can, squeezing him so tight when your wetness sprays against his waist

he no restraint his tip jerking into you. spurting his cum so much it intensifies your senses. “thank you connie” you say sluggishly. he knows just what to do to make up feel better

[sukunasweetheart]

oddly specific relationship headcanons with sukuna pt. 2

part 1 here

modern AU, fem!reader, sukuna being an ass as usual (affectionately)

sukuna is a food stealer. he'd rummage through ur home for snacks or food like some raccoon going through the trash. not necessarily bc hes hungry, sometimes it's bc he wants something to chew on, other times its bc he wants to judge your tastes and/or shame you. if ur fridge and cupboards are empty, with barely anything other than a bottle of ketchup in it, he will quite literally give you a silent stare bc hes simply speechless... he will say youre boring, then hes gna get concerned on whether ur eating well or not...

other than going through the things u have at home, he will also take large bites and mouthfuls of whatever you're holding onto outside. be it ice cream, bubble tea, a burger, corndog- he just wants a bite of whatever youre having! he'd then have the audacity to rate it, telling you "hmm, not bad" or "this shit tastes horrible". sometimes he just does it to piss u off, he's just like that.

if you tried the same against him, you'd have to either catch him off guard (nigh impossible) or just beg and plead until hes satisfied enough to share his snack as a treat. otherwise, he's holding the item above ur head and laughing at you. maybe if you pout he'll then finally bend down and give a little smooch on your lips before offering you some.

another thing he loves doing is draping himself all over you... full body weight if youre lying down, leaning against you fully if youre sitting, or resting his chin or arm over your head/shoulder if youre standing. just. using u as a support bc this man is so comfortable with using u as a resting tool HAHA and i know this man heavy as fuck bro *sobs* if u complain abt it, it only fuels him more... (me personally, i'd love if he put his whole body weight on me... pls crush me)

he likes feeling u squirm against him and yelling for help bc ur getting squished LMAO and also, most of the time you can't support his weight for long and you slowly sink down... he always enjoys watching u lose against him one way or another...

i already mentioned previously that he likes playfully smacking your ass around the house but i'll also add on that he likes to just grope and massage different parts of your body randomly when the two of you are lounging about together, not even sexually, he'll just squeeze at your flesh bc he feels like it and he likes the bouncy sensation. cue one hand groping ur ur tiddies/thighs/tummy while he idly scrolls through his phone

hes very independent when he wants to be independent. but hes also clingy as fuck when he's in the mood to be. one second he could be fine with doing his own thing, but all of a sudden he's craving your attention the next. he's content with being by himself one moment but then the itching desire to be next to you comes around and he does just that. watch out bc the second u get comfortable, he'll probably change his mind again and head back to continue whatever he was doing again

if you do the same against him, coming and going as you please, he's a lot more resistant as opposed to you... while you just let him do whatever he wants (most of the time, anyway) he will be his teasing self as always. he's in the middle of something and you wanna cuddle him all of a sudden? he expects to be rewarded afterwards (something lust related, probably). you wanna get up and leave after getting your fill of the cuddles? too bad, he's too comfortable now, youre not leaving til he's satisfied. he's just a selfish bastard, what can i say

one last thing, i think i mentioned this in some post before but anyway.. sukuna's 100% the type of mf to show a lot of his softer love while youre SLEEPING. be it forehead kisses, caressing your cheek, just admiring your facial features or thumbing your lips. maybe even leaving a little kiss on them. brushing aside any strands of hair. but he'd also pinch your nose and chuckle when you eventually open ur mouth to breathe LMFAOAOA <3 just languidly admiring ur sleeping face <3

Masterlist

[peterdarlingg]

Bloody promises

Pairing:Mob!tom holland x reader

Synopsis: it’s your first date with Tom in a long time. Though things don’t go as planned.

Warnings: mentions of injuries, blood, pain meds, angst. (I think that’s it let me know if I’m missing something.)

A/n: hope you enjoy! I love hearing feedback (nicely<3)

It was wrong place wrong time. You and Tom had planned to go out on a date that night, seeing as it’s been months since you both had spent quality time together.

You decided to just keep it simple and take a walk and eat some ice cream from your favorite place in London.

Taking a stroll all the while Tom is telling you about his day, how horrible it was, how someone owed him tons of money and how much he missed you.

You always took his mind off of his work. Looking back, you knew what you were getting into when you started dating.

After all, you yourself had come from the second most powerful mob in London. Your father though kept you in the dark about a lot of the bad and the ugly, seeing as he wanted to protect you but now this is your life permanently. Though Tom always tries to protect you from everything and anyone.

Many always tried to take down Tom and his mob and all were unsuccessful. That meant he always had full protection on the mansion and on you specifically. You always had a target on your back since you were considered Tom’s weakness and your father had his own powerful mob as well. So you thought who would dare go against the top two mobs in London?

Tom looking back now, was regretting not having his personal guard with him on your guys’ date. You specifically asked today, that it would just be you and him and that you were tired of having someone follow the both of you around and how you just wanted today to be private. “Please T. For me?”

“Things have been really stressful for the both of us and I just want to spend this time together. I know it would be good for us. Please. Just this once?” You begged him to be alone together. You had literally not once gone out wheather with or without Tom, without having protection. Just you and Tom.

He couldn’t say no to you.

~~~

“Tom, T-Tom please,” you cried out.

“We’re almost there darling, stay with me,” he strained, choking back his sobs.

“I can’t, I c-ca-an’t,” you choked out in pain.

Tom stepped on the gas and held your hand and kissed your knuckles and putting pressure on your wound on your side.

“Hey-hey, y/n, stay with me, stay awake okay, we’re almost home!” You could hear Tom faintly talking to you but it wasn’t really registering over your heavy breathing at this point. But you could feel the anxiety radiating from him. “Harrison!” Tom yelled bursting into the house with you in his arms, looking for his second in command. His yell echoed eerily through the house and just seconds later Harrison came running down the hallway, face panicked and alert.

“Get Claire here now!” He barked. Claire was a doctor and he pays her a hefty amount of money to work for him and the only one Tom trusted at that. Harrison opened his mouth just before Tom yelled “Ask questions later haz, now!” He ran down stairs to the med bay Area and put you in the bed. You were yelling in pain begging him for relief.

“Please make it stop,” you shouted voice straining in pain. “Make it stop,” you muttered, sobbing quietly. “Please..” you begged him. “Shhh” Tom whispered between your cries of help, tears searing down his face, holding you in his arms rocking you back and forth gently, arm wrapped around your head cradling it gently while his other hand continues putting pressure elbow deep in your blood.

You whimpered as he put generous pressure to stop the blood from flowing further. “Shhh, I’m so sorry sweetheart, I’m so sorry, it’s okay, you’re gonna be okay love,” face buried in your hair, pressing his lips to your temple. “It hurts Tommy,” you muttered. “I know, I know my darling, it’s okay we’re going to get you fixed up okay?” He rasped. His heart hurt hearing the absolute agony in your voice. His mind kept going back to your date and how he could’ve saved you from this pain.

“You doing okay love?”, he noticed you were very quiet. You were sitting together on a bench in the park at night after having a mouth watering dinner. Not from those fancy restaurants Tom went for his formal meetings though.

You had always loved getting the greasy, mouth watering food from your favorite diner that had been around for forever. “What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” He asked while looking at you with all the admiration in the world. It was just you and him.

“Yeah.” You smiled softly at him. “I was just thinking that I don’t remember the last time we went out together, you know I just-“

Tom was brought back when he heard footsteps coming inside and he saw Claire. “What’s the damage?”, She asked Tom. You tuned them out, you felt heavy but on the clouds at the same time. Tom was holding your hand and still putting pressure on with his other. You didn’t look so good. Your face was white as a sheet and you were sweating profusely. Your body was shaking and shuddering. Claire was already going to work. “How much blood has she lost?”, she asked him. Tom let out a shaky breath, his anxiety overflowing. “A lot. A bunch of it…too much,” his voice barely above a whisper. “I-I-I’m-m cold-d.” You whispered. You were breathing rapidly, Your body shaking, curling up into you self as you tried to get warm.

“She’s going into shock,” Claire announced and she started working as fast as she could. “Get that blanket from the chair over there and wrap it around her shoulders. Now.” She ordered Tom while she continued working on you and pushing some fluids into an IV into your arm and hooked you up to various machines that made you look so fragile beneath them. In just a few seconds, Tom came back next to you and started covering you with the blanket and tucking it around your shoulders very effectively. He then proceeded to rub up and down your shaky arms continuously trying to comfort you and keep you as warm as possible.

He stood at the head of the bed and watched Claire starting to work on you. She had given you some anesthesia and pain meds so you were slowly getting knocked out at this point. Your eyes fluttered shut looking up at Tom, his fingers tangled in your hair, hand rubbing up and down your arms and leaned down and kissed your hair. He was the last thing you saw before you saw black.

~~~

You woke up to annoyingly loud beeps. Attempting to open your eyes was a struggle it was like they were glued shut. You felt a pang of pain down your side that came and went. Finally coming to it your eyes slowly fluttered open and you realized you were in the med bay in your home. Suddenly you heard muffled voices coming from the other side of the door. The voices got gradually louder and that’s when you realized it was Tom arguing with Harrison. You looked around the room and found evidence of Tom staying here by your side. His phone, cups of coffee and blankets and other clutter. The door opened abruptly and Tom walked in.

“Sweetheart, you’re awake!” Tom tried to look happy but you could see the concern and sadness clear as day in his eyes. “Yeah,” You croaked your throat scratchy and dry. You coughed harshly, wincing in pain from your side. Tom rushed to get you some water.

“Here, here darling, drink baby” he held up a cup of water to your mouth helping you sip, his hand cupping your head for support. The cold water felt incredible, like you hadn’t had a drink in weeks.

“More water?” He gently asked. You shook your head no. “No thank you.” You whispered head falling back from a sudden dizziness. “You okay, love?” “How are you feeling?” He gently probed, gently running his hand over your hair. “I’m okay I think, just a little lightheaded. “It’s probably the meds they got you on. It’s gonna go away in a bit don’t worry.” He said softly, sitting beside you on the edge of your bed.

“It’s okay it’s kinda sick actually, it’s like I’m drunk,” you giggled, turning into a full blown laugh. Tom started laughing as well seeing you all high and silly from the meds was very interesting to say the least. “Why were you yelling?” You softly asked him after coming down from your laugh attack. “What?” “I heard you and Harrison arguing out in the hall,” you told him. “Oh..I- I’m just so- I just can’t believe I let tonight happened. It’s all my fault and I’m not gonna stop till I find out who did this to you. I’m so sorry darli-“ “T, stop, take a breath.” You stopped his rambling. “It’s not your fault.” “Please don’t ever think that. It’s not.” You shook your head looking him in the eye. “You saved me.” Voice cracking, you smiled sadly at him, tears welling in your eyes. “No but I shouldn’t have had to save you from anything or anyone, you don’t get it.” He shook his head, getting worked up now. “I could’ve lost you tonight.” His voice cracked, eyes teary. ‘I could’ve lost you, I was loosing you.” His eyebrows furrowed a pesky little tear escaping his eye. You slowly cupped his face, gently wiping his tears with your thumbs, kissing his forehead.

“I’m here,” you whispered in the cold empty room. Just you and him. “I’m here Tom, I promise I’m not going anywhere.” You pressed your forehead against his, eyes closed breathing each other in as time stood still, just you and him. “I love you,” he whispered. “I love you most.” you whispered back. He smiled gently. You don’t know who leaned in first but it didn’t matter you felt his soft warm lips on yours.

He Feverishly kissed you like you’d disappear and slip out of his arms at any moment. His fingers tangled in your hair and your hands around his neck. He was holding onto you so tightly but so gently at the same time. He deepened the kiss and held you tighter somehow if that was even possible. Both your limbs entangled and you couldn’t see where your arms began and ended. He was being so gentle and tender with you like you were made of glass, he never forgot that you were still freshly, badly injured.

Coming up for air both of you panting, you rested your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes enjoying being in his arms and in his warmth and presence. “Please don’t blame yourself my love.” You told him, voice soft. “I don’t blame you and I don’t believe that what happened was in any way shape or form your fault.” “If anything I’m the one to blame, cause you told me it’s best to have protection with us and I said no and-“ “hey-hey, no, you’re not to blame for this. At all.” He backed away to look at you.

“You just wanted it to be me and you.” “And that’s valid.” “I know you’ve been stressed lately. And I know I haven’t been making it better with me always looking over my shoulder. But I promise you right here, right now I’ll do better by you. I swear it.” He looked at you intensely, eyebrows furrowed. “Pinky promise?” You lightly laughed, trying to lighten the mood, raising your pinky.

He chuckled and held up his own. “pinky promise.” He intertwined his pinky with your own. Then hugged your head firmly to his chest, kissing your hair.

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ surprise, princess.

“If I were to flatten my tongue in this delicate pussy of yours, would you cry or mewl?”

PAIRING. Bakugo Katsuki x You/Reader

ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE. This oneshot covers the My Hero Academia AU. In this universe, Bakugo Katsuki is already a pro hero, but you/reader is a popular actress.

SYNOPSIS. As an actress, your job is to entertain and give content through acting. This also includes fanservice which you don’t mind. However, the only boundary you have is that you refuse to make any pornographic scenes with anyone in the movies or shows because you are only bound to your husband. But, some lunatic decided to disregard your boundary and forces you to film such a scene. Just how exactly will your husband react to this?

WARNING. minors dni, 18+ scenes, mature scenes ahead such as rough sex, cunnilingus, blowjobs, deepthroating, fingering, edging, humiliation, dirty talk, roleplay, knife play, dry humping, passionate kissing

AUTHOR’S NOTES. Idk yall, this scene just happened to popped out my head while rewatching bha lol. Besides, it sounds hot and has an intriguing plot too? So why not decide to make my imagination a reality….through writing lmao. Also please don’t attack me with my shitty smut…it’s been a while since I’ve honestly written one so go easy on me :)

You were beyond irritated, however, you stopped yourself from showing a foul expression in front of the director. This stupid son of a bitch wants you to film a sex scene for the TV series that they are currently filming. His stupid damn reason is fanservice — not that it’s a bad thing since it’s already a norm in this society, but you have boundaries when it comes to fanservices. Your only boundary is that you refuse to film pornographic scenes with anyone because your body is only for your dear husband, Bakugo Katsuki.

“With all due respect, Mr. Director, I already mentioned that I absolutely refused to film such a scene with someone else,” You reminded, praying and asking quietly for help to keep her sanity.

“Oh come on now! Your beauty is such a waste! You should share whatever you have underneath those clothes to everyone, you know?” The director grinned, looking at you up and down, analyzing you like some kind of meat.

Hold back. Hold back. Hold your fucking mouth back. “You flatter me too much. But, I still stand by my words. I refuse to film such a scene. I have my rights when it comes to choices like this,” You firmly said with a smile.

“Don’t give me that bullshit! You wanna talk about choices?! I make your choices! I make all of your choices! I don’t even know why I asked you! When I say you are filming the fucking scene, you are filming the goddamn scene! You understand, bitch?” He screamed, throwing his folder to the ground, causing everyone to flinch, but they resumed their tasks. This is a normal thing in sets so it isn’t anything special, but to think this yelling is about some narcissistic asshole who thinks the world revolves around him.

The director took a deep breath before continuing, “Your scene tomorrow will be about a gladiator from Rome who’s been in love with you so he decided that he wanted to taste you when you go back to your room in the palace. Is that clear?”

Go to hell, you stupid brainless motherfucking— “Crystal Clear.”

The director’s angry expression turned into a satisfying expression. He placed his hands on top of your shoulders. “I knew you were a good girl,” He said darkly, caressing your shoulders. “I’m sorry if I screamed. Although, I wouldn’t even be screaming if you just listened like the good little girl you are, hm?”

Die, you goddamn extra. “Yes, that was my mistake,” You smiled, trying your best to hold back a fucking punch.

The director gave her one last smile then left her to dismiss everyone on set. After that, the rest of the day just became worse for you. You spent the rest of the night just crying and sobbing at the corner of your hotel room while eating ice cream and throwing candy wrappers around. You wanted to call your husband, but you didn’t want to disturb him either since he is probably doing patrols in Japan.

“Stupid fucking director! If I only knew his attitude was like this then I should have never said yes to this fucking series!” You sniffled, getting a tissue to wipe away your tears and snots.

“AND! If only I wasn’t intrigued by the plot then, none of this would even happen! Here I thought, being away from my husband will be a pain! BUT NOOO!! Turns out! This stupid director is the real pain!” You cried out, throwing the tissue on the floor, and stomping your feet on the ground.

The TV series is called The Tyrant. It’s about the middle princess of the Roman Empire falling in love with a tyrant of a king in Greece. And since this is in the Roman/Greek setting, you can say there are a lot of sex scenes, but you’ve managed to get away from them. This is all because of the character you’re playing; your character is the sister of the Tyrant King who has the reputation of being hard on men. And, because she’s the tyrant’s sister, she’s basically untouchable.

The vibrations of your phone caused you to groan in frustration, standing up from the floor as you wobbled towards the bed to get your phone.

You only choked on your saliva to see the name. “WHAT? ITS MEH HUSBAND?!?!” You screamed in shock, losing your balance a bit and fell down to the floor.

You cursed at your stupidity, sitting back up as you fixed yourself and took a deep breath before answering the call.

“Hey, ‘Suki!! Why are you calling??” You asked, acting cheerful.

Katsuki only chuckled. “Am I not allowed to call my wife?”

Your cheeks flushed in redness. “Yes. I MEAN! No! You are allowed! Sorry! It’s just that…isn’t it late morning in Japan? During that time, you are doing patrols.”

For some reason, Katsuki’s husband's instincts activated. He can sense something is wrong with his wife. You may be a good actress, but you sure as hell can’t hide nor act away your true feelings from Katsuki.

“Sweetheart, I’m sorry to break the mood, but are you alright?” Katsuki asked straightforwardly. If there is one thing he learned about relationships is when communicating, don’t beat around the fucking bush — explode your way right through it! Katuski’s words, not mine.

Your silence only confirmed Katsuki’s suspicion. “Baby, turn on your camera.”

“I-I don’t think it’s a good id—don’t make me repeat,” You shivered at this rough tone, gulping at the thought that you had to reveal your hideous self to your lover.

You hesitantly turned on the camera to see a sweaty Katsuki in his hero suit. Your cheeks flared a bit after seeing your husband’s hot state, but at the same time, you were relieved to see your husband again after 2 months apart. Katsuki fumed red to see his cute wife in this state. His veins popped out his forehead as his jaw flexed in anger — he needed to know who the hell messed with the wife of Dynamight.

“Who?” Katsuki growled angrily.

You shook your head. “Katsuki, it doesn’t even matter—everything that involves you fucking matters to me! So you better start telling me, who has hurt my wife?”

Your mouth left a sigh, refusing to even look into his intense gaze. It’s a bit funny because if she was actually in front of Katsuki, he wouldn’t have shifted your head to make you look at him. Thank the lord that he isn’t in front of you at the moment, right?

With that, you started to tell your husband everything — from the shitty director to the tantrums you made in your hotel room.

Yet, as you were explaining, Katsuki remembered the day you announced that you refused to make pornographic scenes with anyone, and this boosted his love for you even more. As the years progressed, you managed to become famous without making such a scene. You even became famous for acting in known movies of today such as Attack on Titan, Haikyuu, and others. Katuski was really proud that you made it to the top, proving to those worthless extras that you are more than just a pretty face. But as you grew more popular, the increase of demands to see you in an R-18 movie really got him possessive and jealous.

Everytime he would go on patrols, he would hear comments about his wife’s physical appearance. He heard many inappropriate and vulgar phrases that boiled his blood. But due to his hero reputation, he couldn’t just blast them off as he used to in highschool. Hence, he would often just glare down on them at such intensity. This was his only limit to tell those horny assholes off.

However, he fucking almost lost it when he heard from Izuku that the paparazzi are taking pictures of his own wife inappropriately. Of course he took action with this through court, but it wasn’t enough to soothe his frustration.

He gets super annoyed by the fact these extras think that they have a chance with you. He gets really pissed with men who ask him about his wife as if he wasn’t the husband. He gets so frustrated when girls clung up to him when they all know he’s fucking taken. He gets truly angry when people don’t know their fucking place.

“What should I do, ‘Suki?” Katuski’s train of thoughts were interrupted by your sweet voice.

The blond paused for a moment, analyzing his wife’s reactions, expressions, movements. With that, he came up with the only conclusion that will help his wife and satisfy his frustration with those pathetic extras going after his wife.

“Go to set tomorrow. I’ll deal with the problem myself,” Katsuki declared evidently, confusing you literally with what he's planning.

“Okay? Sure? But tell me what you are going to do!! So we can be on the same page!!” You asked, hoping he will answer your question.

“Just so what you always do, bunny,” Katsuki grinned.

“Act”

Your head tilted to the side, frowning in confusion as you tried to ask more questions on what’s his alibi. But he proceeded to say his goodnight and love yous before ending the call. Once again, you had the biggest “huh” plastered on your face, and the question only repeats in your head…

— what’s gonna happen tomorrow?

The next day came like a fucking flash, and you did exactly what your husband asked you to do. However, as soon as you got there, the staff just pushed you to the make-up room to prepare you. As the makeup is being done, you read the script, and you swear to Katsuki’s abs, you need to bleach your eyes with holy water. You wanted to choke in disgust with this unholy script. It’s kinda ironic given that she has done this before but only with her husband! Not with some random extra!

The staff now motioned you to dress up for the shoot. Right now, you’re really expecting that Katsuki will barge in the shooting scene and blast the director to bits. He used to do something as violent as that during your highschool days, but he stopped now that he’s a pro hero.

You stare at the mirror to see you are in your white long dress with a cape behind you, however, your back is seen by everyone. Your hair is styled with curls and has the golden leaf tiara on your head with some bangs on the front. You look beautiful, but to think you would show this beauty to someone who’s not your husband. Your eyes quivered, wanting to cry at that thought, but you held back.

You began to think, “I thought ‘Suki will do something?”

A knock on the door caught your attention, diverting your eyes to the door to see the staff asking you to take position on set. The staff also mentioned, to lift up your mood, that the director looks very pale for some reason. The staff joked that he probably met a monster or something. You giggled at the staff’s words, and it helped lift up your mood a bit.

After minutes of last minute touches with the settings and make up. Every actor went to their places as cameras began to start rolling in…

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ACTION!

“Oh by the Gods! That impudent brother of mine will never learn how to treat a lady right! Tell me Zeus! What did my brother do in his past life to bear such attitude?” You rubbed the temples of your nose as you walked through the corridors of this magnificent hall of the Roman Empire.

“Brother, I did not spend 6 months in this empire of unholiness for you to lose your lover in one sitting…” You muttered quietly, disappointed at how your dear brother treated the middle princess harshly.

“Your highness!” An attendant screamed.

You turned your head to see your personal secretary running to you with loads of papers. “What’s wrong? What has my absurd brother done again?”

The attendant let out a sweat. “You are right that it is your brother, my princess, but it’s more than that,” The latter hyperventilated. “It turns out that your mother threatens your brother to leave his lover at once or else Rome will face the consequences. I even heard that it was ordered by you.”

You let out a small growl, veins popping though your forehead. “This is what mother wants. A war between Greek and Rome for power and a war between siblings for the throne. She knows that I am the only one who is capable of stopping my brother, hence why she is using that advantage.”

“That foul ungrateful woman!” The attendant cursed.

“Indeed she is. Rest assured that I will work on a solution, but now I must return to my chambers to rest for today was tiring,” You said, gesturing to her room with her head.

“Of course, princess. Have a good rest.”

With that, you exited the scene to return to your resting chambers. Your room is an open area with the great columns surrounding the room. You were smart enough to choose a room with a great valley view and is not easily peaked through by anyone. In the middle of the room is a big circular sunken bathtub with rose petals. Your bed is found at the side with large tables filled with papers and books. You only sighed tiredly, walking to your table as you removed the tiara in your head.

That’s when you heard the doors opening.

“Perfect timing! Please tell the rest of the maids to prepare my bathing tools. I will be bathing myself today also so—” You gasped loudly when a pair of large but familiar hands grabbed your tits from behind.

Oh, you are so going to kill the actor for touching you vulgarly.

But before you can even react, those hands immediately pull your nipples, causing you to grit your teeth as you arch your back. A rough arm circled around your waist as the other hand squeezed your one tit with all his might. You gasped at this familiar sensation. This only caused you to think because this familiar sensation is only given to you by your husband…

…but there’s no way that Bakugo Katsuki is in Rome?

That’s when you heard a familiar dark chuckle. “My, oh my, princess.” Your eyes quivered at that familiar rough tone. His familiar hands grabbed both your tits once more, squeezing it but also spreading them apart, causing you to whimper.

“Who would have thought, hm?” You quivered violently as your head looked back to see a familiar blond hair. “That the great warrior princess of Greece would make such an erotic sound?”

You turned pale, freezing on the spot to see your one and only husband behind you — touching, staring, groping you.

“H-How are you he—” A large mouth held your jaw tightly, covering your mouth. Your body hair stood up at this sensation, as you stared at his intense and lustful gaze.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, princess. Don’t ask stupid questions. It’s better to worry about what's happening in front of you now.” You got caught off guard with what he said, realizing that he’s indirectly telling you to continue acting, and asking for questions is for later.

Shit! What was my line? BKBJWOWP!?! Damn you, Katsuki for being too hot! “You insolent peasant! How dare you touch someone superior to you!” You managed to speak out, despite the pleasure you are receiving from your husband.

“Superior?” He lets out a laugh, bending you with his bulky chest. “I believe that it is, I..” He whispered to your ear, fondling your tits more.

“…am superior to you.” He growled inhumanly, pushing you towards your desk. You attempted to get up, but he pinned you harder to the desk. This only brought pain to your pelvic bone and breast. Bakugo looked down to lick his lips, witnessing your struggles.

He grabbed his dagger from his sandals, spinning it around before landing the tip in your back. You shuddered below him, feeling the sharp object traced your exposed back. “Fuck, princess. Did you have any idea how much this outfit of yours arouses me? Your fucking exposed skin is asking to be touched.”

“T-That wasn’t even my intention to do—” You gasped loudly when he traced the dagger lower, circling it as he placed a bit more pressure.

“Don’t lie to me, princess. Bet you’ve been wanting men to fuck you right there? Maybe that’s the reason why you’ve been wearing such clothes…” He grinned, putting the dagger down. You immediately shook your head to respond to his question, but he gripped your soft hips, pulling them closer to his hard bulge. Your eyes went wide to feel how hard and big he is.

You turned your head to the side with the support of your shaking arms to see the huge tip poking up your ass cheeks. “Yeah, that’s right. Fucking see how hard you made me,” Katsuki licked his lips with such tantalization.

He spread your asscheeks apart to make room for the rest of his cock. You tried to grip something — anything — for support, and you ended up gripping a book. Katsuki threw his head back, feeling his cock wrapped around your warm asscheeks. “Fuckkkk, princess. This is way better than my fantasies.”

You flinched violently under him, which Katsuki noticed. His expression turned into a twisted expression, grinning psychotically at your reaction. He bent down till his bare chest touched your exposed back, he traced your stomach to your neck, wrapping his fingers around it.

He brought his head closer to your ear and whispered, “Did you like the idea of me having fantasies about you, hm?”

You were about to respond when he spoke again. “I fantasize about you every night. My cock throbs for you, princess. I would relieve myself almost everyday, trying to imagine what your walls would feel around me. I often think of ways on how to ravish your body in different positions. My mouth yearns for the taste of your exquisite pussy. Tell me, princess. If I were to flatten my tongue in this delicate pussy of yours, would you cry or mewl?”

“I-I don’t know…” You muttered softly, gripping whatever you are holding tighter.

Katsuki’s eyes looked at the wall near your bed. He grinned sinfully, already having an idea. “Let’s find out, shall we?”

He lifted you up with ease, pushing your back towards the wall as he held you tight and high. He held you up so high that you could see your entire room. The blond did not waste the time to fumble across your dress, ripping the undergarments and immediately dived down. You didn’t even have time to react, but you felt a warm sensation against your pussy.

“EEK!” You gasped, throwing your head against the wall, back arching with your teeth gritted and eyes wide.

“W-Wait!” You pleaded, but he flattened his hot tongue on your pussy harshly, not wasting any juices coming out. He continued to drag his tongue all over your pussy, tasting every single corner. You pussy twitched violently when he bit your clitoris, stimulating more juices to come out. Then, he wrapped his arms around your thighs till his hands met your pussy. He used his hands to toy with your clitoris as he sucked harder.

Your eyes went wide as you immediately held his blond hair. You instinctively pushed his head closer to your pussy. He flicked, rubbed, pinched your clitoris, causing you to jump in euphoria, as you mewl louder and louder.

That’s when you felt something warm go inside you. You screamed violently, gripping his hair tighter. His tongue started to wiggle inside you, skilfully tasting you. Your head kept going side to side, not knowing what to even do. Soon, you shivered in ecstasy which caused you to lean your upper body forward. His tongue curled, hitting a specific spot which stimulated you to roll your eyes back.

“P-Please..! S-Something’s c-coming!” You whimpered, hoping for a release soon, but that’s when he pulled away. This made you sob literally.

“W-Why…” You asked, still holding his hair. “W-Why did you stop…?”

Katsuki looked up to only shiver at the state of his wife; messy hair, sweating body, dress crumbled, eyes dilated with tears, mouth dripping with saliva. Holy fuck, his cock couldn’t possibly get harder than before. It’s been 2 whole painful months since they’ve had sex. Katsuki missed this look on your fucking face, and he’s been wanting to see more.

“Now, now, now, sweetheart. It isn’t fair that you are the only one who gets all the fun. As the princess, don’t you think it’s your duty to tend to your subjects?” Katsuki asked with a small smirk, putting you down on the ground. Your only reaction to that is stumbling on your feet. You had to hold him for support.

“I-I don’t know how to s-suck your t-thing…” You confessed shyly.

He only chuckled. “Don’t worry, princess. I got you,” He cockily said with a wink. He then dragged you to the side of your bed, and he pushed down his clothing on his lower region. You only watched, while on your knees, how his muscles flexed at every movement he does. His veins would pop out, scaring you a bit that it might pop. And oh fuck his pecs, they are fucking big and hot.

“Careful sweetheart. I might be eaten alive by your eyes,” He teased, removing the last armor attached on his body. Then, he sat down on the bed with his legs wide open, revealing his humongous cock. Hot damn his cock slapped your face as he sat down on the bed. You licked your lips as you analyzed his cock; it was infact fucking huge and veiny. His tip was already leaking as it would twitch from time to time.

“Princess.” You flinched with his husky tone.

“I am not a patient person…” He reminded, rubbing his thumb across your lips.

He stared down at your mouth sensually “I want this…” His thumb traced your lips “…small mouth of yours filled with my cock.”

He used his thumb to open your mouth wider. “Go on, princess.” He brought his cock closer to your face.

“Wrap those pretty lips around my cock.”

You licked his shaft slowly, tracing your tongue up and down. Next, you wrapped your hands around his shaft, pumping it slowly as you continued to lick areas of his cock. Katsuki threw his head back, leaning backwards as he held his body weight with his arms. He lets out a small grumble when he feels his tip being engulfed by your warm mouth. His hips stuttered, feeling his tip being sucked on harder. He gripped the sheets as his feet curled in ecstasy.

Feeling a bit braver, you began to take his cock deeper in your mouth, causing Katsuki to growl, “Damn, baby girl. Your mouth feels so fucking good.”

The sudden praise ignited something within you, so you began to suck on his cock harder as you bobbed your head back and forth. Katuski screamed in bliss, holding onto your head tightly with one hand as he began snapping his hips into your mouth. Your eyes went wide at the sudden action, tears started to form once more in your eyes.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” He grunted heavily, holding your head with both of his hands, tangling your hair with his fingertips as he thrusted violently inside your mouth. Your eyes rolled back at this new sensation, his cock hitting the back of your throat which made you gag a lot.

Katsuki laughed at the state you’re at. “Yeah. That’s right!” He thrust a bit harder. “Gag on my cock, sweetheart.”

His heavy balls slapped your chin violently, inhaling that muscular gladiator scent of his. Tears began to drop from your eyes as he continued to engulf your mouth.

“Shit! Where did all your pride go, princess? Was that all just an act to rile me up?” He laughed, clenching his jaw after feeling a familiar sensation riling up.

With all of his strength, he pulled away from your mouth as he shivered strongly at the lost sensation. Meanwhile, you cough violently as you sniffle through your nose. You tried to regain the breath you’d lost while sucking his dick. While doing so, you felt warm hands cupping your cheeks.

You looked up to see Katsuki’s eyes full of love and desire. He held you higher, signaling you to stand up from the ground. After you stood up, you two finally crashed into each other’s lips. He groaned loudly, feeling the wave of happiness surrounding him after feeling his wife’s lips again. His hands traveled down his wife’s back to her ass, giving it a tight squeeze. You moaned in his mouth as you continued to passionately engulf each other’s mouths.

Due to the aggressive kissing, the two of you walked back slowly towards the bed. Katsuki sat down first, not even separating his lips from you. His hands began to slide down the strap of your dress, attempting to feel more of your skin. You brought your dress up and sat down on his lap, purposely lining the folds of your pussy on the skin of cock. The blond shivered, feeling how wet you were so he gripped your waist to pull you closer and pressed you more down his cock.

Your hands trace up his muscular shoulders and then to the back of his hair, gripping it tightly. Subconsciously, you began to rock your hips against his hard cock. Katsuki pulled back to moan at the feeling. This immediately made you rock your hips in a steady phase while holding the back of his hair.

“I’ll admit, Gladiator,” You spoke, shocking Katsuki a bit. “You have the balls to even enter the room of the sister of the Tyrant King.”

You giggled, “That’s why I wanna be honest with you, lover boy,” You whispered in his ear.

“The d-day I entered the Colosseum! You were the only gladiator that caught my attention! E-Everytime I would go to the Colosseum, I would often l-look for y-you! I also f-fantasize a-about you!” You moaned, coating his cock with your juices.

“I w-would often p-play with m-myself, t-thinking about h-how your cock would s-shape my insides! I want—fuck!—that to happen!” You whimpered, tears forming on your eyes as you try to reach for your release, thus rocking your hips faster and faster.

Katsuki’s eyes turned animalistic, holding your hips in place. You whined that your husband stopped you once again. “W-Why—Are you sure?” He asked, gripping your hips tighter.

Despite being all messed up, you knew those eyes of his; he’s asking for confirmation if it’s alright to bury his cock inside you right now.

You nodded violently. “I-I want you…! P-Please give me e-everything!”

Katsuki snapped.

“ALRIGHT, EXTRAS! STOP THE CAMERAS! EVERYONE OUT!” He roared loudly, scaring the staff and making you remember that they were filming a scene.

“B-But, Mr. B-Bakugo—didn’t you hear a word I said, you dumbfuck?” He growled one more time, interrupting the director who almost fainted in fear.

“Y-You heard the pro hero! EVERYONE! SCATTER!” The director yelled, throwing his papers in the air and ran away. Every staff laughed at this, relieved that someone has finally put that narcissistic director in his place.

You genuinely forgot that you were filming for a show, and it embarrased you a bit to show this side of yours to the staff and your co-stars. You only placed your head on Katsuki’s shoulders which made him chuckle. The blond caressed your back, comforting you with sweet words and pet names. From time to time, you would lift your head up to see if they left, but you only saw your staff giggling in excitement as your co-stars gave you a teasing smile and thumbs up. After minutes of waiting, they are finally done. They didn’t hesitate to run away to give them the privacy they needed.

With that, Katsuki lets out a loud laughter which causes you to only hit his shoulder. “Damn it, Katsuki! Why did you show up like this? You couldn’t have told me!”

“Sorry, princess,” He grinned, adding a tone with the pet name. “I wanted it to be a surprise.”

You only sulked, hitting his shoulders again which made him laugh. After laughing, Katsuki brought his fingers closer to your face, removing the hair that covers your beauty. “I’ve missed you, [name],” He smiled, caressing your cheeks.

“I’ve missed you too” You shyly confirmed, leaning your head towards his hand.

“Wanna continue this roleplay, sweetheart?” He asked, completely destroying the romantic tension with his horniness.

You giggled, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “You’re into roleplay, Katsuki?” You asked, rocking your hips slowly to tease.

Katsuki chuckled, slapping your ass playfully. “Didn’t consider it first, but now I might consider it because holy fuck, you look so damn hot acting.”

You blushed with his words. “Well, I thought the same. You look really hot acting as a gladiator,” You admitted, arching your back subconsciously.

Katsuki smirked, pulling the ends of your hair down which caused you to look up. “Is that a yes, princess?”

You returned the smirk. “Show me what you’ve got, Gladiator.”

Katsuki’s eyes quivered in lust, bringing his hands on his wife’s chest to rip out the cloth. The action made your breast bounce violently, making you yelp in surprise. Before you can even react, his mouth dove down to your tits as he sucked them with all his might. He used his other hand to press your nipple down to your breast, causing you to hiccup at the action.

“‘Suki… not too r-rough..!” You pleaded, attempting to pull his mouth away from your sensitive breast.

“Oi,” He growled, grabbing your jaw roughly and stared at you with intense eyes. This psychotic-like gaze made you pale in sweat. “You don’t get to tell me what to do, princess.”

“If I want to do something to you, you will fucking accept it,” The hand on your jaw traced down your breast.

“Meaning, if I want this…” He stopped his hand on your stomach. “Filled with my seed, then it will be filled with my fucking seed.”

Your eyes went wide, standing up from his lap as you attempted to run away from this mad man. Your heart dropped when you felt yourself being pushed roughly onto the bed. You fell by your side as you bounced a bit. Your teary eyes opened to see that the gladiator is on top of you.

“There’s no use of running away, princess,” He chuckled, getting the ends of your hair.

“And even if you run, I will find you, sweetheart,” His lips kissed the ends of your hair as he locked his lustful and intense gaze on your soul.

Katsuki licked his lips, seeing how you were displayed below him. Your eyes are dilated with tears with your cheeks red as lips are puffy. The dress is now torned apart, leaving only the lower skirt; this new look on you only emphasized how erotic you look. Your thighs locked together, staring at him with such a look. And fucking hell your breast, they were smuddered with his salvia and bites.

He wanted — no wait — he craved more.

With that, he grabbed his throbbing cock, giving it a few pumps. Then, he aligned it on your vagina area. That’s when you shot your head up, feeling his twitching tip at your entrance.

“W-Wait! G-Give me a momen—” You screamed when he rammed everything in. Your entire body was trembling violently with your back arched and eyes rolled back. Katsuki almost came when he felt the smooth walls of his wife again. He felt his hips twitching, almost releasing his seed inside of her.

You tried to grab something, anything, but your hands just kept thrashing around.

Katsuki licked his lips, combing his hair back. “You feel this, princess?” He asked, tracing to your abdominal, touching the place where he can feel the tip of his cock.

He bent down and whispered, “Your tight cunt managed to take all of me.”

He rolled his hips slowly and gently. “Ya feel that?” He smirked, pressing down your abdomen which stimulated something inside you.

You only replied with a loud whimper. “W-WAIT! D-Don’t do that!” You begged, attempting to remove his hands. Katsuki only scoffed, pressing his hand down further. This action made you come as eyes rolled back with back arched.

This made the blond left with utter shock. You came, and he hasn’t done anything to you just yet. Although he flinched as soon as he felt your walls tightening, and this made him laugh out loud. Your teary eyes only stared at him with shock, getting scared with what’s going to happen.

Katsuki then wrapped his hands around your neck, giving it a tight squeeze. “I’ll be damned, princess. You creamed my dick pretty damn good.”

A tear fell down from the side of your eye in embarrassment, attempting to hide your face. “D-Don’t say t-that…”

Katsuki’s eyebrow arched. “That what? The warrior princess creamed a mere gladiator’s cock?” He gave you one hard thrust.

“It’s too late to have regrets, sweetheart because tonight’s about ravishing my very own ambrosia,” He declared lustfully.

He pulled out his cock, leaving the tip only to only slam everything back inside you harshly. You choked a sob, your tears falling down your eyes at the feeling. He continued to rock his hips in a rough matter, only leaving his fat tip inside then slamming back inside you. Fucking hell, you can feel the bed creaking like crazy from the brutal force Katuski’s giving you.

Katuski indeed fucks you like you are his last ambrosia ever. His hips continued to abuse your pelvis with his brutal force, causing you to scream loudly at the pain and pleasure. His hands gripped both of your tits, holding it tightly as he threw his head back at this feeling. You can only hold his wrists, attempting to remove his hands away from your sensitive breasts.

“Shit, shit, shit…!” He gasped, shaking in pleasure as he pressed his finger down your nipples.

Your eyes rolled back, arching your back as you came again violently.

Katsuki laughed darkly. “Yeah, that’ fucking right. Cream on my cock, princess!”

You jolted when he actually pulled out, causing you to whine a bit at the lost feeling. But your eyes went wide when he flipped you over like a ragdoll. You are now on your knees with your back arched. His hands fumbled your lower skirt, ripping it to pieces, making your entire body presented to him. He did not waste time and shoved everything back inside harshly, causing your body to move forward.

Your pupils shrunk in shock, feeling his cock even more in this position. You can properly see how his cock harshly pushes inside you — holy fuck, you can feel his pre-cum too. He bent down, colliding his chest to your back as he traced his hand to your pussy while the other was wrapped around your neck.

You choked once again, feeling yourself being suffocated with his hands while shuddering at his fingers stimulating your abused pussy. He kept rubbing it harshly while assaulting your pussy with his cock. In impulse, you hold his hand that’s choking you as more tears flow down more.

“S-Slow down, p-please..!” You begged, feeling yourself too stimulated already.

“Go faster? You got it, sweetheart,” He grinned, inserting a finger inside your pussy as he rammed his cock inside you even faster and harder.

You screamed. Your tits violently moving up and down at the rough pace, your thighs shaking again as you can feel something building up again. You know it’s coming — you fucking know it. There’s no way in hell you can hold this back.

“Hold it! Hold it! Fucking hold it!” He slapped your ass, grabbing both of your arms, holding them together behind your back.

“Disobey, and watch me edge you over and over again,” He roughly grunted, pushing his hips forward brutally.

You can only whine in return, forcing yourself to hold it in, no matter how hard and painful that can be. To help you hold your orgasm, you hold the sheets till your knuckles turn white. Your toes curl till you can’t even feel them anymore.

Katsuki grumbled, “Fuck! Here it is!” He gripped your hips tighter, pounding faster and rougher. He can see how your skin bounces back and forth from every thrust he makes. He subconsciously licked his lips at this alluring sight. Katsuki continued to use your hips at a rapid speed, throwing his head back in ecstasy.

You felt his hips stutter, signaling you he was about to release. Katsuki chuckled, feeling your soft walls getting tighter, “You better cum with me, Princess.”

And you did.

You came in unison with your husband.

Tears fell down your eyes, pupils rolled back as your hips stuttered at the feeling of the hard orgasm from your husband. His thick and hot cum invaded your insides, causing you to shiver in delight. You gasped in shock, feeling your husband still hard. Your head shook in disbelief, knowing what’s going to happen next.

“‘Suki, a-are you gonna pull out?” You asked.

Katsuki chuckled, “You want me to pull out?” He grinned, pulling your ass cheeks apart, glimpsing your wet juices and mixed cum dripping from your pussy.

He rocked his hips slowly, “We ain’t even finished yet, princess.”

Oh, sweet mother of—

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[mvrkieboo]

Old Bloodhounds

P8 | i don't trust that hehe

You looked at Mark's text before looking at the unit in front of you again. B-16-12. You didn't expect that the unit would be on the same floor you're on.

You rubbed your eyes, feeling an impending headache. You also had to work together with him for the MNA Week prep after this—when he's clearly still mad at you on Jaehyun's behalf. It scared you that he was still cold to you up until now, because it probably meant Jaehyun was still hurt by your decision too.

Once you gathered enough courage, you rang on the doorbell. A voice came through through the doorbell, and you bent down a little bit to see the camera face-to-face.

"Oh, you're Yangyang's friend, right? Is that Mark's jacket you're holding?"

You looked at camera paired with the doorbell and worked up a smile, even though it's small, and it probably looked forced too (maybe because it was).

"Hi—and, uh, yeah. I'm here to drop off Mark's jacket."

"Alright. Wait a sec, I'll call for him." A beep was let out, signifying the disconnect.

You stood straight again, waiting for Mark to come out, your own nerves frying themselves up. Even after meeting each other again at the coffee stop, you were still nervous. It might be because he hates your guts now, of what you did to Jaehyun. He was always closer with your older brother anyway, always out playing basketball every weekend—it was no surprise that he got mad at you for choosing your mother over Jaehyun and your father.

But the sting of that particular day in the highschool hallway still hurt the same.

Mark looked disappointed—and that was worse than him being outright angry. You never wanted him disappointed in you. You looked up to him, you adored him—you had been nursing a major crush on him for years now.

He wrenched away your hand from his arm, not wanting to feel your touch on him. You gulped at the gesture, opening your mouth to explain your decision to Mark, but he didn't want to hear any of it.

Especially when he saw Jaehyun crying at the neighborhood shop at night, eating one half of a Ssang Ssang Caramel Bar while holding the other half in a tight grip, letting it melt down his fingers.

"My family is torn apart now, Mark. And y/n—she's choosing to live with my mom who cheated on my dad. They're moving away to Gangnam next week, now that the divorce is finalised." Jaehyun sobbed, tears rolling down his cheek as the other half of the Ssang Ssang Bar dripped down his hand.

The Ssang Ssang bar had been the one ice cream bar you and Jaehyun wouldn't fight over because sharing it had become natural to you both.

Mark can't stop replaying that memory as he looked at you.

"Minhyung—"

"Don't call me that. Don't call me that anymore. You're dead to me, y/n, you hear me? How could you—over Jaehyun? Over your own heartbroken father? Go and move away. I hope we never see each other again."

Yep, it still stung.

When you heard the door click open, you blinked away the memory.

Now you're faced with Mark again as he stared down at you. God, when did that happen? You used to tower over him in middle school and always made fun of him for it, even Jaehyun joined in on the teasing. Now he's significantly taller than you, having you crane your neck to directly face him. It hurt to know you missed out on a lot of his life.

"Here's your jacket." You practically shoved the wool jacket into his hands, coming off as more callous than you really were because of the nerves.

He inspected the jacket inside out before looking at you again.

"How'd you get up here? You need to have an access card to use the elevator." He asked in a mild tone.

"I live here, but my unit's at Block A."

Mark held back from clicking his tongue. Right. He forgot the guy your mother bagged was rich, so of course you're able to afford to live in a luxury condo like Chenle was.

"Look, for the MNA Week prep, us getting along is kinda impossible—but I'm willing to settle for a strictly professional relationship."

"Yeah, I was hoping for that too. I just hope we can work together well, Min—Mark." You bit your tongue at your slip up as you evade his eyes, cringing at yourself.

Mark froze, catching your little slip up. It's been years since he heard someone other than his parents calling him by his korean name—but you didn't get to call him by that name anymore.

"Just don't expect anything more out of this. Don't think I forgot how you betrayed your own brother just so you could afford to live in a place like this."

You snapped your eyes to his, but he was already turning away to open the door. When it slammed shut, you were left alone in front of unit B-16-12.

He's never said your name even once.

When you finally turned on your heel to walk away, each step you took further away from B-16-12 seemed to break your heart little by little. When you finally entered your own unit, you let the tears out, alongside a full blown sob loud enough that caught the attention of the people in your unit.

"y/n?"

You looked up quickly, surprise evident in your sobs coming to an immediate stop, only to see it was Geonwoo, his mom, and Woojin at your kitchen area. Woojin and Geonwoo's mom were laying out side dishes on the kitchen island while Geonwoo was washing the rice at the sink.

Their hair was still wet and both were wearing regular t-shirts and sweatpants, bandages and patches renewed—they probably just got back from the gym and took a bath before coming here. All three of them stopped what they were doing when they saw you crying silently at the door.

You quickly wiped your tears away, trying to compose yourself to face them.

"Oh—what are you guys doing here?"

"We agreed to eat dinner together at your unit for tonight, don't you remember?" Geonwoo spoke carefully, then shared a look with Woojin.

You smiled, nodding frantically when you could actually recall it now. All of you were driving back from your recent night shift when you requested having dinner together at your unit—as compensation for receiving three punches to your guts that had you keeling over the sidewalk. Geonwoo and Woojin were more banged up than you were—with shallow lacerations and developing bruises blooming all over their body, but they agreed nonetheless. Only because they had promised you wouldn't be involved in the gritty aspect of the job, but you had gotten injured anyway.

Geonwoo's mom—Soyeon—left the kitchen area and walked up to you. When she was close, she held both of your shoulders and examined you, searching for new wounds. They were always worried for your safety, especially because you're associated with them and involved with their work.

"What happened, sweetie?" Soyeon asked in a gentler tone, dropping her head to look at you more closely.

"I—I didn't get hurt or anything, auntie. It's nothing." Your hands flying to your face, their concern for you threatening to make you cry again from being so touched.

You escaped from Soyeon's hold and took a seat at the kitchen area, feigning curiosity for the side dishes they prepared. Geonwoo had already placed the washed rice in the rice cooker, so he turned around to look at you.

"Come on, didn't you say we're your loving older brother figures? What's wrong, y/n?" Woojin prodded, teasing but also concerned for you. His hand landed on your shoulder, giving it a firm squeeze to reassure you.

You shook your head, gurgled laughter bubbling up at the ridiculousness of this situation before you completely gave up. Your hands covered your face again as you let the tears spill out, and you felt Soyeon's reassuring hands rubbing your back as you fully broke down.

"Oh, sweetie." She cooed.

She then wrapped her hands around your head to pull you into a hug, overflowing maternal energy poured into soothing you.

And all it did was break your heart more, because it had been so long since you felt a mother's embrace.

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A/N : hi guys!!! i know i said i wanted to take a break, but i feel like you guys probably want to read this story for comfort. everyone has their own way of coping. however, i do hope that statement doesn't come off as insensitive to the situation, but seeing that everyone is already trying their damn best in separating that *man* apart from being associated with the group, considering his immediate removal from nct, then he's not a part of nct anymore. period. but i beg of you to still pay close attention to sk women's struggles and stay alert to the current situation in sk too. i am and will always stand in solidarity with sk women through their struggles of navigating a deeply misogynistic society that frame them as nothing more than tools for pleasure and procreation, and i hope you do too. thank you everiwan ❤️

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[unformula1]

“it’s going to go perfect.” (OP81)

“it’s going to go perfect.” (OP81 x reader)

read part 1 here

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Synopsis: “I’m sorry, okay!” He shrugs and playfully punches your shoulder, “The last time I did this, it didn’t exactly go well…”

“Well this time it’s going to go perfect.”

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Boy, you got me hooked onto something

Who could say that they saw us coming?

-double take (dhruv)

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word count: 657 words

pairing: oscar pisastri x reader

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Oscar Piastri was a pretty reserved driver, wouldn't say anything if he didn’t need to. He just sat in the corner of the room and kept quiet. He isn’t exactly the type to start conversations or the kind to continue them. Truth be told, conversing was one of his biggest weaknesses, he never knew if he was going to accidentally insult someone or say something stupid and ruin their friendship.

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“Do you-” He stumbles on some of his words, “like…you know, like me back?” 

You think for a bit. 

Do you?

Do you love Oscar Piastri?

“I-” You hesitate, who were you kidding?

His head bows lower, his feet shuffling a little. 

“Yes.”

His head lifts and his eyes light up, “Really?”

You don’t reply to him but instead shift yourself closer to him, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him in for a hug. Oscar gets taken aback by your sudden motion, his body tensing up. 

It takes him a few seconds to realise you’re hugging him and just like that, his body relaxes, his arms slowly moving around you, hugging you tightly back. 

“I love you.” 

His eyes water up, and you hear quiet sobs.

“Are you crying?” You ask, chuckling a little as you release the hug

Oscar rubs the tears that rolled down his cheeks, “No. I’m not.”

“I thought you were supposed to be cold and insensitive-” You tease him, gently poking the sides of his stomach.

“I’m sorry, okay!” He shrugs and playfully punches your shoulder, “The last time I did this, it didn’t exactly go well…”

“Well this time it’s going to go perfect.”

He looks at you, with a spark in his eyes you never knew he had. They water up again and tears brim in his eyes. You don’t mind, you look back at him with a wide smile. He looks beautiful, he looks perfect. 

It takes him a few moments more of walking and ice cream licking for him to finally gather his emotions and string together a proper sentence. 

“Do you want to…” He eats the rest of the ice cream cone, “go out for dinner… sometime soon?”

The rest of the conversation went exactly how you would want it to. A date, a day, a place, a time and just for the both of you.

***

You walk along the pavement, finding your way to the address Oscar sent you. 

Oscar: Im here You: im getting there if i dont get lost

You turn a corner and see a familiar figure – tall, blonde hair, perfect eyes and perfect ass. You keep your phone in your pocket and take a slow jog over to Oscar, who’s leaning against the window of the restaurant, looking at his phone.

“Good looking.” You startle Oscar, who jumps at your voice.

“Hi-” He says, slightly nervous, he keeps his phone in his pocket and presents to you a bouquet of flowers.

You feel blood rush to your cheeks as it turns red. You’re shocked, in a good way, and you gasp. You smile and take the flowers from him.

“Well, aren't you a charmer?” You comment, smiling widely at him while taking the flowers.

“I- I thought it would be nice.” He says, his hands still visibly shaking, “Do you like them?”

“Of course I do!” You say, smelling the flowers.

He outstretches his hand for you to hold, which you do. His firm is grasp, shaky but firm. He’s gotten slightly more confident over the last few minutes. He holds your hand and leads you to one of the tables, which has a vase of roses in the middle. It’s romantic, really.

The both of you sit down and for a moment, the entire world slows down and you glance into his eyes. His perfect, glowing eyes. He looks back, looking lost in yours. 

He looks beautiful.

He looks perfect.

He is Oscar Piastri.

And he is your boyfriend.

[lunawagner]

In the Name of Love - 2/2

warnings: female mc, self-hatred, mentions of toxic relationships, sex-aversion, trauma talk, oversharing, validation from Rafayel for all who need to hear it

part 1

"Are you awake?"

You rubbed your swollen eyes and nodded.

'I am sorry."

"Why do you apologize? Probably there are some tears and snot on my shirt and bed but I think they can bring innovation to fabric painting if we give them a chance."

"Rafayel!"

You kicked his legs as he laughed along with a fake pain.

"Miss bodyguard, is it really okay to kick your weak and fragile employer like this?"

"I didn't kick my employer, I kicked my cheeky boyfriend."

"Who told you cheeky boyfriends should be kicked?"

Rafayel pulled you into his embrace again. Even though you feigned cold you couldn't refuse the warm hug.

"Then what should I do with this fish?"

"Hmm… You may as well just give hugs and kisses. "

Seeing his shining eyes, your face betrayed a smile. You leaned on and kissed him shortly before hugging him back.

"Thank you."

"Always."

"Would you like to talk about it?"

"…"

You were afraid. It was a delicate subject you'd never shared with anyone before.

"Or I can prepare a feast in the honor of Miss Hunter who always protects the citizens of Linkon bravely"

Rafayel attempted to stand up but you stopped him.

"I… I want to talk with you. But… You might need to deal with more tears and snot during the process."

"Give me a second."

Rafayel left the room shortly and came back with tissues and ice cream. After giving them to you he prepped you up and pulled you to his lap

"I guess we are ready."

"Yeah."

You took a spoon from the ice cream. It was sweet and delicious.

"I… always had some problems with sex. Like everybody was sleeping with their partners or joking about it with friends. But…"

You felt tears welling up again in your eyes.

"But I did not like it."

As your voice trembled you tried to keep it up by eating more ice cream.

"I guessed that something was wrong with me and I didn't want my friends and boyfriend to hate me."

"So I always laughed with my friends when they made jokes or touched my…chest and hips. It shouldn't be a matter since we are of the same gender."

Your tears dropped in the ice cream box. You scooped that part with your spoon but Rafayel catched your hand and carried the spoon to his mouth.

You did not dare to look at his face so you kept your eyes down.

"And when that guy asked me out, they all said I can't find a hotter guy so I should give it a try."

"I sensed that something was off, he was so touchy and demanding. But my friends said it is only normal since he likes me."

"So I started to date him, I did everything as he would be pleased. But all in all, he was only seeing me as a… as a fuckable piece of meat…'

You couldn't breathe and heavy sobs finally took control of you.

"I hated his gaze, I hated every inch of my body, I hated my own gaze!"

Your body was shaking fiercely.

"But, but I didn't know, I didn't know what to do. He called me his Venus, his honey fountain and I needed to be a "woman", accept and enjoy his…his…"

"Sssshh, I got it."

You closed your hands on your mouth to s your cries.

"I am sorry, I am so sorry!"

Pouring all your pain like that wasn't fair to Rafayel. You knew it, but you couldn't stop it. You never were able to stop anything.

It took quite a while until your sobs and shaking calm down, still Rafayel continued to hold you in his arms all this time.

"Sometimes I want to die and become a flower. I don't want to see any more meat or strange fluids." You murmured in a tired voice.

"But if we don't have meaty fluffy bodies, how am I supposed to hug you like this?"

He nuzzled his cheek against your cheek then placed a kiss there.

"How I am gonna feel your heartbeat and warmth. How am gonna give you fishy kisses"

He puckered his lips like the times you squeeze his cheeks. You sniffed and kissed him before wrapping your arms around his neck.

"It is not your fault, nothing is wrong with you."

Rafayel spoke in a serious voice. Burying your face to his neck, you listened to him like a little child.

"Your life, your body, your heart. All only belongs to you. Nobody has the right to force anything on you. Nobody is more important than you. "

"If you don't like something, don't want something, then others shall respect it or get lost and spread their viles somewhere far from you."

You nodded.

"What I fell in love is hidden in your eyes, your laugh, your tears. I have never deemed you as a mere body nor will I in the future. I am the last person who would hurt you, and devalue you. You are my little treasure."

You were about to cry again.

[canirove]

Kenan Yildiz Imagine

Author’s note: I said to myself that I wasn't going to write for anyone younger than Pedri, but I liked this request I got on Wattpad because I myself got a wisdom tooth removed this summer, and even though I've never heard of this player before, my youngest cousin follows him on Instagram and I said to myself, he can't be that bad 😅 So... yeah. Something hopefully cute where I've written a bit about my own experience getting a wisdown tooth removed, but with the addition of a cute guy taking care of the reader 😁 Hope you like it and thank you for reading! 💜

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“There you are” Kenan smiles as I leave the dentist’s office. “How are you feeling? Are you ok? They took their time, didn't they? I know it was just a wisdom tooth and that it was in a weird position, but I hope nothing bad happened, because I've read some things and… What are you doing?” he asks me as I move my hand in the air. “I don't understand. Are you ok? Are you in pain? Fainting? Should I call someone for help?”

“Bloody hell” I say to myself while rolling my eyes and trying to snatch my bag from his arm.

“Oh, you wanted this! Sorry, babe” he chuckles as I take it and struggle to open it with one hand, the other holding an ice pack to my face. “Here, let me help you” he says, finally doing something useful and opening my bag for me while I get my phone and start typing. “I can't talk yet. And don't call me babe” he reads when I show him what I typed. “Oh, sorry. Are we allowed to go home? Cool” Kenan says when I nod. 

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“So…” Kenan says once we make it to my place and I let myself fall on the sofa. “What can I do for you? More ice?”

“Here” I whisper, giving him the list with all the things my dentist suggested. 

“Lots of ice to avoid swelling and bruising, eat ice cream, ice lollies, and nothing hot, just soft foods, a bunch of medicines… Ok. Can I leave you alone for a bit while I go buy it all or would you prefer it if I stayed and gave you some cuddles?” he says, kneeling next to me and gently caressing my head when I lay down. 

“You can go. I think I'm gonna take a nap” I whisper again, barely able to open my mouth.

“Perfect. I'll be as fast as I can, ok?”

“Maybe not too fast. I don't want you having an accident or something.”

“Just a bit quick, then” he smiles, kissing my forehead and leaving. 

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“Honey, I'm home! Shit, maybe I shouldn't have been so loud, you said you were going to take a nap and… Oh my God, babe. What happened? Why are you crying?” Kenan says, throwing away the bags he was carrying and running towards me.

“It hurts” I sob, sitting up. “It hurts so much.”

“Urgh, I'm so sorry” he says before hugging me. “I should have been back earlier, but there were so many people everywhere, both in the shops and on the road…”

“My medicine?”

“I got it, don't worry. Why don't I make you something to eat so you can take it, uh?”

“Please. I'm starving.”

“Ok” he smiles.

“Kenan!” I yell when he touches my cheek. “That hurts!”

“Sorry, I'm sorry” he apologizes. “I didn't realise and… I'm sorry.”

“Now it is even worse because I hurt myself when I yelled at you!” I cry. 

“I'm so so sorry. I'm an idiot.”

“Yes, you are!”

“I'm sorry” he says once again. “I'm gonna make you something to eat, ok? Something soft and cold. A sandwich, perhaps?”

“Ok” I nod, laying down again and curling myself into a ball, the pain being almost unbearable since besides feeling it all over my mouth, it has moved up to my ear for whatever the reason.

“Your lunch, my lady” Kenan says, joining me again on the sofa a few minutes later. “A sandwich made with the softest bread, jam and cheese. Do you want me to cut it for you so it is easier to eat?”

“Please” I whisper, sitting up again.

“I've also brought you some cold water to drink. It may feel nice.”

“Thank you” I say, trying to smile. But even that hurts. “Oh, c'mon!”

“What happened?”

“I can't drink” I say, looking down at my wet t-shirt and starting to cry again. 

“It is just water, babe. It's ok” he says, wiping away my tears and cleaning my chin with a napkin. “Here, have a bite.”

“Thank you” I sob. 

“What happened now? Is it because I called you babe?” Kenan asks me when I start crying again. “I'm sorry, I know you don't like it, but…”

“Chewing hurts!”

“Ok, umm… Do you want some ice cream instead?”

“What ice cream did you buy?”

“Your favourite, of course” he smiles. “Stracciatella.”

“I can't eat that, Kenan! It has bits of chocolate!”

“Oh, shit. That's true. I… I'm so sorry. I…”

“This is the worst thing ever!” I cry, laying down again. “I'm useless!”

“Hey, no. You are the strongest person I know. You can and will survive this, you hear me?”

“I won't” I whisper.

“You will” he says, getting up from the sofa and leaving me alone while I just cry. Though while I do it, I can hear him talking to himself on the kitchen, opening and closing drawers and the fridge a few times. “Ok, let's try this.”

“What?” I say, wiping away my tears and looking at him as he sits down again.

“Yogurt. You don't have to chew it and it is soft and cold. It is perfect! Now, open your mouth.”

“Are you seriously going to feed me as if I was a baby?”

“Well, you are my baby even if you hate it when I call you babe” he smirks.

“Idiot” I reply, rolling my eyes.

“C'mon, let's start just with a tiny bit” Kenan says.

“Fine” I sigh, opening my mouth as much as I can without hurting myself too much.

“And?”

“It's ok.”

“Another one?”

“We are gonna be here until tomorrow if you plan on making me eat all of that like this.”

“I don't have anything else to do, so” he shrugs, giving me another tiny spoonful. “Besides, even if I did, there is nothing more important than taking care of you.”

“Aww, Kenan… If pouting didn't hurt, I would give you a kiss.”

“We'll save it for when you can, then” he winks. “C'mon. Eat this so you can take your pills and sleep for a bit.”

“Ok. I love you, you know?”

“I know. I love you too” he smiles.

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“Oh my God!” 

“What? What happened? Please tell me your teeth aren't falling off” Kenan says, walking into the bathroom.

“What?” 

“It can happen, you know? I saw this Tiktok and…”

“It can't. Don't believe everything you read or see online, especially on Tiktok. And why are you covering your eyes?”

“In case there is blood. You know I struggle with that.”

“There is no blood” I sigh, looking at myself in the mirror. “Though since I look like a monster, maybe you should keep your eyes covered.”

“A monster? What do you mean?”

“Look” I say, turning around. “I look like Yennefer before she became pretty.”

“What?” Kenan chuckles.

“Look!” I say again, pointing at my cheek. “My face is so swollen and bruised that it is as if I've grown another chin or something!”

“Yesterday you got a wisdom tooth removed, babe. That is normal, the dentist said it.”

“This isn't normal. I look so horrible” I say, starting to cry again.

“You could never look horrible” he says, closing the space between us and hugging me. “Ever, you hear me? And this will go away in a couple of days and you'll be back to being Yennefer the hot witch.”

“You know who she is?”

“I've watched “The Witcher” too” he shrugs. “And the only thing that matters now is that you properly recover and aren't in pain. And maybe that your teeth don't fall off.”

“What… Idiot” I say again, rolling my eyes when I see him smirking.

“How are you feeling?” he says, moving to look at me and gently caressing my other cheek, the one that doesn't look like… like whatever the other does.

“A bit sore, but it isn't as bad as yesterday.”

“Good” he smiles, wiping away some of my tears. “So, what do you want to have for breakfast? I thought I could smash some fruit and mix it with the yogurt. Or maybe try with an omelette? I texted my mum yesterday while you were sleeping and she gave some ideas.”

“Did you?”

“Yeah” he says with a shy smile. “I want to take care of you, help you feel better and recover. So I may or may have not spent the day doing research.”

“And watching stupid Tiktoks that make you believe my teeth are going to fall off.”

“That too” he chuckles. “Anyway, what does the lady want for her breakfast?”

“Let's try the omelette. I'm tired of eating like a baby.”

“Ok” he smiles. “And stop saying you look like a monster, because you don't, you hear me? You don't.”

“I don't” I sigh. 

“C'mon” he says, kissing my nose and taking my hand on his before we leave the bathroom. 

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“It's gone!” 

“What?” Kenan yawns.

“The bruise! The swelling! It's all gone, look!” I say, turning on the light.

“Too bright!” he complains, covering his face.

“Kenan, look!”

“Urgh” he says, slowly opening his eyes. “You look as beautiful as you always do.”

“I didn't look beautiful last week and you know it” I say, hitting his arm.

“To me you did” he smiles. “But see how I was right and you just needed to be patient?”

“Yeah… Sorry.”

“It's ok” he says, sitting up in the bed and caressing my cheek. “I've missed doing this and not seeing you wince because it hurts.”

“Same” I smile.

“And it also is nice to not feel my hand getting frozen as I hold an ice pack to it to help you.”

“Next time you get injured I'll do it for you, I promise.”

“Or you could get into an ice bath with me” he smirks.

“Umm… no.”

“Ok” he laughs. “Should we go make us some breakfast?”

“I'll do it. Let it be my thank you for being the best boyfriend ever and taking care of me these days. And for dealing with my changes of mood too.”

“Any time. I love you… babe” he smirks, making me roll my eyes.

“I love you too” I reply, not being able to hide my smile before kissing him. 

[antisocialties]

Late Night Calls.

Matt Sturniolo x Reader

Summary: in which you call matt late at night when things aren’t going so well.

Warnings: mentions of mental health issues, angst, and etc.

To say today had sucked would’ve been an understatement to say the least.

Today was just one of those days where the second you woke up you felt like shit and wished you simply wouldn’t have waken up in the first place.

You looked up at the plain white ceiling with a blank and stoic look on your face. It was almost pitch black in your room, the tv wasn’t even turned on.

You couldn’t help but hate being alone right now with every aching bone in your body, thoughts racing through your head at a mile a minute. At this point you were quite convinced your head would never quiet down enough to sleep before the sun came up.

You rolled over from your back, reaching for the sheets beside you which your phone laid upon.

3:46 am. You let out an exhausted groan after seeing the time on your lockscreen. There was only one thing you could think to do right now that would actually get you to calm down and sleep.

You instantly clicked on your messages, clicking on Matt’s contact info and clicking the call button before sitting up with the sheets still covering your cold legs.

It rang a quite few times before being answered, you felt bad; assuming you’d waken him up from his slumber since you’d previously facetimed him a few hours ago before he’d said he was going to lay down after filming a car video with his brothers.

“Everything okay, babe?” He asked with a groggy and concerned voice.

“Not really, I still just can’t shake the low feeling i’ve had all day. I don’t even know why i’ve been feeling this shitty all day, I just know it won’t go away and I can’t sleep.” You confessed while holding back tears.

“You wanna talk about it some more?”

“Yes please. I’m really sorry for waking you up, I love you baby.” You quickly let out before interrupting your words with a sob.

You felt an immense amount of guilt for putting something this heavy on him, especially just after you’d woken him up so late.

“Y/n stop, you’re okay honey. I love you, the last thing I want is for you to be apologizing for coming to me when you need me most. We’ve already been over this countless times, you never need to apologize to me for things like this.” He spoke in a soothing but troubled tone.

Anytime you apologized for confiding in him with your issues, he couldn’t help but feel his heart break more and more each time. He never wanted you to feel like a burden to him, he’d never forgive himself if he couldn’t be there for you in your times of need.

“I love you.” you hiccuped, struggling to even get the words out as the pace of your sobs only got quicker and more violent.

You tried to force more words out to describe the heavy and dreadful feeling in your chest, but you couldn’t even form the proper words and were only met with heavy aching sobs.

“Alright i’m coming over, you don’t need to leave the door unlocked i’ll just bring my key.” He stated, no longer being able to hear your cries and not be able to do anything about them.

“Do you want me to bring anything?” He asked sincerely.

“I’m not gonna ask you for anything, I already feel awful enough waking you up and making you feel like you need to come over.” You sniffled.

“So yes. I’m getting food and ice cream. You can either eat it or save it for later, i’m getting it regardless.”

You sniffled and smiled to yourself, knowing how lucky you were to have a boyfriend like him.

“Alright babe, i’m leaving now so i’m gonna hang up.” he told you as you heard his keys jingling, before the sound of the call ending.

Your apartment was pretty close to their house so it only took him about 20 minutes to get to you, normally it would be less time but he stopped by McDonalds grabbing food and mcflurries for you both.

Your sobs had slowed and calmed down to where they had pretty much came to a complete halt, tears still occasionally dripping down your face.

You got up slowly and turned your led lights and tv on, also deciding to light a candle since you were trying to set a calm vibe for yourself and for him to walk into.

A few minutes later you heard the sound of a key entering the lock of the front door and the knob turning as he opened the door and walked inside quietly closing it behind him.

His calm footsteps approached your room from the living room of your apartment, his face peeking into your already open bedroom door with a soft comforting smile as he met your puffy eyes.

“Hi baby.” He greeted you while kicking his shoes off beside your door and walking toward your spot on your bed with a drink carrier and a large bag of food.

“Hi.” you croaked scooting over so he could sit down next to you.

He placed the drink carrier with the drinks and mcflurries on your bedside table closest to him, setting the bag on the floor beside the bed and scooting over to you to give you a peck on the cheek.

You didn’t even exchange anymore words before he wrapped his arms around you and coaxed you to lay your head in the crook of his neck as you two pressed your backs against the wall behind your bed.

You deeply inhaled, stifling back a sob as you took in his scent and the warmth of his body against your own.

“Thank you for coming all the way over here, I love you and I appreciate you so much. You’re the love of my life.” you babbled, hot tears streaming down your cheeks.

“Always, I love you more than you’ll ever know and i’m so glad I could be here with you tonight.” He told you in a soft voice before pressing a long kiss to the top of your head.

He grabbed your remote and clicked on the Disney icon on your tv, putting on Gravity Falls for you guys to binge all over again for the millionth time. This was a show you guys both really enjoyed, and found yourself watching late at night relatively often.

He grabbed the mcflurries out of the carrier on the small table beside him and offered you yours, assuming it would soothe your most likely burning throat from your aggressive crying.

You took it, softly thanking him before you put a small bite of the ice cream into your mouth.

You guys finished your ice cream and ate all of your food in silence, him getting up to throw all of your garbage away in your kitchen and quickly returning.

He climbed back into the bed with you, laying down so you could get close to him again.

You laid your head on his chest, feeling his soft cotton t shirt on the side of your face while his chest rose up and down at a calm and slow pace.

You breathed in his scent while hearing the steady beat of his heart as he watched the tv on your wall in front of the bed. You looked up at his face, noticing the slight look of concentration on his features.

Eventually he noticed you looking up at him and returned your gaze, his eyes meeting yours for a few seconds before he leaned down to press a kiss against your lips.

There was nothing better than being in his arms and exchanging affection with him when you were feeling so miserable. There was nothing better regardless of your mood in all honesty.

Your heart swelled remembering all of the times you guys had been in this position before, cherishing every single memory like this one your brain had filed away.

“You feeling tired yet?” he questioned.

“Yeah, I feel a lot better now too.” you nodded.

You snuggled into his chest while adjusting yourself again to get as comfortable as possible to sleep.

He noticed as you began to dose off, the show still playing at a decent volume in the background. He only knew you’d started to fall asleep because your breathing got deeper.

“I love you.” he voiced quietly as he rubbed your back, being cautious as not to wake you if you’d completely passed out.

“I love you too.” you mumbled into the fabric of his shirt.

He only smiled as he closed his eyes and continued to softly rub the small of your back.

He cherished you just as much as you did him, maybe even more.

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[emithecharmer]

Will You Marry Me

Teasing (It's Lee Know), eating, mentions of heights and acrophobia, so much fluff that you can choke, oh! mentions of choking (LK eats too fast, but he's fine) Sorry for ant typos!! I was sobbing by the end of this 😭

"Hey Min-min!" You cheered as you walked into his dance studio.

"Hey, stink. You ready?" He asked, putting his water into his bag.

"Mhm! We're going on a date." You smiled excitedly, practically bouncing in impatience.

"Ugh, don't remind me." He gagged, throwing his arm around your shoulder and bringing you close to kiss the top of your head.

"How were your exams?" He asked, taking your purse from you and holding it.

"They went pretty well, I felt good about them, they weren't as hard as I thought they'd be." You said bashfully as Minho turned to lock the door.

"Where do you want to go, kitty?" He asked, moving his arm to your waist with the faux intention to squeeze your waist, only to tickle you instead. You squealed and jumped away from him, swatting his hand.

"Why'd you run away from me? You don't love me anymore?" He said with a dramatized pout.

"Don't tickle me." You frowned, stomping your foot, an act in which he felt had no reason to be so utterly adorable coming from you.

"Fine fine, no tickles." He said, opening his arm, letting you cling to him again, only to tickle you again.

"Min.." You whined, making him gawk at you.

"I plead the fifth." He said.

"I don't think that same law applies here." You said, raising a brow at him.

"Shh, it does to me."

.

"I'm starting to think you like Japanese food more than you love me." You pouted, obviously not telling the truth.

"Oh no, however would you come to that conclusion?" Your boyfriend asked, actively eating sushi while already eyeing another piece.

"..It's one of the wonders of the world." You snickered as you watched him slightly choke.

"Do you want ice cream after?" He asked, taking a bite of the sashimi platter he'd ordered four of.

"Ooh, funny you mention that, a new frozen yogurt place just opened! And it's by that lounge place!" Minho watched as your eye lit up at the sound of the 'lounge place' as you called it.

It was actually an apartment building your friend lived in, but she was gone a lot, and allowed you a key so you could freely go in and out, as long as you cleaned up after yourself. Minho knew how much you loved to go to the rooftop and over look the city, he knew that you would be there every waking hour if you could. He also, knew you would mention wanting to go there.

"Sure baby, we'll go on the roof." He said, you missed the subtle smirk he had, thinking it was just his expression.

"Are you completely sure? The last time we were there I honestly thought I'd have to call the fire department." His head jolted up as he glared playfully (menacingly) at you.

"We agreed to never speak of that incident."

"Right, right, please forgive me." You said, giggling cheekily. Minho rolled his eyes, but that did stop the bunny smile that creeped on his face at the sight of your dimples.

.

After Minho payed and you two left the restaurant, you headed to the frozen yogurt place.

"Thank you s-" You started.

"If you call me your sugar daddy one more time, I will leave you right now." He said, but doing the opposite as he pulled you closer to him.

.

"I don't like the places that charge you based on your cup size instead of weight." Minho said as you two sat down.

"Why?" you asked.

"Well, I know it's for toppings and stuff, but I don't get toppings, so it just defeats the purpose for me." He said.

"Oh yeah..I completely understand." Making a statement by staring at your cup, that was filled to the brim with froyo, and almost drowned in added toppings. Minho glanced at your and cackled at your expression.

"Maybe I like it for you." He said, stealing a gummy bear from your bowl.

.

"Balcony, balcony, balcony." You chanted as you walked inside the apartment building.

"Excited?" Minho asked, smirking at your enthusiasm.

"So excited. So excited that I have to pee." You said.

"Pfft-" Minho sputtered a laugh at your shamelessness.

"I'll go on up and meet you there." He said, making your eyebrows raise.

"Really? You don't need me to hold your hand?" You asked, making Minho turn on his heel and walk to the elevator, leaving you to laugh.

.

You walked into the elevator and hit the 'R.' You had to refrain from jumping, since you knew to not do that in an elevator, but that didn't diminish your excitement any less. The bell dinged louder than you were used to, scaring you into dropping your phone as the doors opened. You leant down to pick it up and when you looked up you gasped.

Minho was there, standing in the middle of a flowery isle, smiling nervously. You were frozen in shock, so frozen in-fact that the doors actually shut and you had to press the button to open them again. You stepped out of the elevator and sighed as you looked at your boyfriend, who had a look or worry in his face. Your eyes swelled with tears and he groaned.

"Don't cry yet, we're not even to the good part." He whined.

"This is not real." You said, closing you eyes tightly.

"Y/n.." He chuckled, making you peek.

"C'mere, baby." He continued. You slowly walked up to him and he lifted his hand to rub your cheek, wiping away a tear you didn't even know was there.

"Y/n.." You lip wobbled as he began his speech, making him smile at you.

"This sounds so utterly cliché, but I knew from the moment I met you, I knew you'd be my wife one day. You are truly one of the most amazing people I've met, and you surprise with something new each day. Whether it's a new fact, a new talent you figured out you could do, or a scar that you found on your leg that looks like the island of Okinawa.. You are full of surprises, and I'm glad I could finally surprise you. In our two years, you've shown me nothing but love and acceptance, even in times where I'm pretty sure a punch would have sufficed." You gave a him a nudge, all the while sobbing at this point.

"You aren't just my girlfriend, or my love, you're my soulmate. You're the epitome of a feeling I didn't even imagine was possible until I met you. I am completely bound to you, something that scared me in the past, but now I crave for it. I love you, Y/n.." You saw his facade break slowly as he let a tear stream down.

"I love you doesn't even cover what I feel for you anymore. You are my life, and you are the reason my heart beats. I would love to be the same for you, please let me keep loving you forever, as your husband." He pulled his hands away as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box.

"Y/n, will you do me the greatest honor, and be my wife?" He asked, getting down on one knee and-

"Yes." You said, not even letting him open the box.

"Yes?" He seemed completely shocked at your answer for a few seconds before he stood up.

"Yes, oh my gosh, Min. Yes." You said, hugging him tightly, bringing your hand to hold the back of his head as you sobbed. He pulled away slightly, only to kiss you softly.

"No take-backs." He said, pointedly.

"Wouldn't even dream of it, you're mine, forever now." You said, pulling him in for another kiss.

[ilovebubblegum]

Two Red Lines (Joel Miller X Reader)

Pairing: no-outbreak!joel miller x f!reader

Warnings: fluff, sweet joel, domestic joel, rom-com, pregnancy

Summary (Series): reader as Joel’s neighbor. Joel’s wife left him so Joel asked his neighbor for help in babysitting Sarah. 

Summary: meeting your ex-boyfriend when you were buying pregnancy tests with Joel might be the best revenge you could ever have.

Words count: 2.3k

A/N: THANK YOU FOR 1K! I LOVE U SO MUCH!!❤️

I’m trying to make this as a rom-com, hope you like my new series! This is part 14 of Where It All Starts. But it can also be read as a standalone. I'm so grateful for all of you! Thank you for your comments, reblogs, and likes ❤️ There are still more chapters for this series so stay tuned! Love you!

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It had been a few months since you and Joel decided to try for a baby. You were too excited that you always bought pregnancy tests each time your period was late, even just for a few days. 

Your heart beat faster while waiting for two lines appearing on the stick you were holding as you sat on the toilet.

“Another negative.” You sighed and tears started falling down your cheeks.

“Hey, baby. It’s okay. We have all the time we need.” Joel crouched next to you.

“I’m sorry, baby.” You apologized.

“Hey, hey. Don’t. No pressure, okay.” Joel rubbed your back and kissed your temple.

You had been disappointed by the results a few times but Joel always supported you and gave you the strength and hope not to give up. The two of you leaned on each other and kept trying. Few months flew by and this time, your period was about a month late but you didn’t realize because you were tired of getting negative results. Until one day, you started eating more than you usually did.

“Excuse me, can I have one more plate of these, please?” You called for the waiter.

“You’re not full yet?” Joel asked you.

“Uh-huh. I didn’t eat much for lunch today.” You took another spoon and put it in your mouth.

Joel nodded, having no clue that you were pregnant because your excuse made sense. 

“Can I have a bite, mommy?” Sarah asked to take a bite of your food.

“One bite, okay? Mommy’s still hungry.” You gave Sarah a bite.

Joel looked at you and chuckled. He had never seen you so protective of your food before. It was his first time and he found you very cute. 

At home

“Oh my God!” You screamed as you looked at yourself in the mirror.

“What?! What?!” Joel ran to you in the bedroom.

“I gained weight! I’m fatter. Look!” You showed Joel your body that was bigger than before.

“You look beautiful as always, baby.” Joel sighed. He was relieved that you were not screaming because of getting hurt or something.

“No, Joel! This is bad! Ugh! Why did I eat two plates today?!” You regretted eating two plates for dinner tonight.

“Baby, calm down. You can always eat as much as you want. You’re always beautiful to me.” Joel hugged you and rubbed your back.

You started sobbing and wet his shirt. Joel brought you to bed and comforted you until you fell asleep with your face buried on his chest. It was 4AM and you found yourself awake feeling hungry again. You remembered how you regretted eating a lot the night before so you forced yourself to get back to sleep, ignoring the hunger in your stomach. You held it for a few minutes until you couldn't hold it anymore. You flipped your blanket open and got off from the bed. Opening the door slowly not to make any sound as possible so you didn’t wake Joel. 

The fridge was the first thing you checked right away when you arrived in the kitchen. Your mind kept repeating “chocolate ice cream, chocolate ice cream, chocolate ice cream.” Bad news, you didn’t have any chocolate ice cream in your fridge. The last time you went to get groceries, you just bought strawberry ice cream for Sarah. You started crying as you held the strawberry ice cream in your hand then you put it back. You closed the fridge and sat on the kitchen floor crying. Holding both of your legs to your chest, burying your face on your knees, sobbing. 

“Baby?” Joel’s voice came out of nowhere.

You raised your head and saw him standing beside the kitchen table. He saw your eyes were red, face was wet with tears. You snorted as you pouted at him. 

“Baby, what’s wrong?” Joel crouched next to you and put his hand on your shoulder.

“I want ice cream.” You sobbed.

“Okay.” Joel stood up immediately and opened the fridge. 

“Here.” He took the strawberry ice cream and gave it to you.

“I want chocolate ice cream.” You pushed away the strawberry ice cream.

“We only have strawberry ice cream in our fridge.” He shrugged.

“I’m so upset.” You sobbed as you wiped your tears.

“I’ll get you one tomorrow. Eat this for now.” Joel opened the lid and got a spoon for you.

“No. I want chocolate ice cream.” You insisted.

“Do you want kitkats? We have kitkats. It’s chocolate.” Joel took some kitkats from the snack box you stocked.

“No! It’s not the same!” You covered your face with both of your palms.

“What do I do, baby?” Joel sat beside you and stroked your back.

“I’m so sad!” You cried.

Joel was trying his best to make you feel better but you knew the only thing that could make you better now was only chocolate ice cream. But you couldn’t have it. It was too late and all the stores were closed. You had to wait until morning to get your cravings satisfied. So you decided to get back to bed and sleep on it. 

The next day, you went to get groceries with Joel and Sarah. You felt like you had waited ages just to get your favorite chocolate ice cream from the grocery store. Joel pushed the trolley and Sarah followed beside him. You went straight to the ice cream place to get the one that you had been craving the whole night. You took 5 cups and put it inside the cart. 

“Whoa! Baby, aren’t 5 too much? You’re gonna get diabetes.” Joel joked.

“Don’t provoke me, Joel. I waited the whole night for these.” You glared at him.

“I was just jokin’. I’m sorry.” Joel backed off right away as he noticed you were oversensitive.

“Can I get 5 too?” Sarah put another 5 strawberry ice cream in the cart.

“No, babygirl. You only get one.” Joel put back the other 4 cups back. Sarah pouted.

You and Joel walked around the grocery store and passed by a pile of pregnancy tests. Joel suddenly stopped. 

“What?” You asked him why he stopped.

“I think you need 5 of these.” Joel grabbed five different brands of pregnancy tests and put them inside the cart.

“You think I’m pregnant?” You scoffed.

“90%, yeah. With your mood changes lately, increased appetite, not to mention the cravings.” He nodded and pointed at the ice creams in the cart.

“Mommy’s pregnant?” Sarah squealed.

“Shh, sweetie. You’re dad’s just joking.” You shushed Sarah.

Joel raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms. 

“Fine.” You rolled your eyes and caved in.

“Fuck! Not again.” You cursed as you saw your ex-boyfriend again.

Joel saw your ex-boyfriend walking towards you and he groaned. He knew what your ex did to you and he hated him too. 

“Hi, long time no see.” Your ex waved his hand to you.

“You look good.” He complimented you and you just scoffed.

“Hey sweetie, can you help mommy to get mommy’s favorite snack?” You crouched and stroked Sarah’s head. 

You looked Joel in the eyes giving him a sign to leave with Sarah so she didn’t hear anything that your ex would say to you. 

“Come on, babygirl.” Joel nodded and held his daughter’s hand.

“What do you want? Didn’t I say I don’t want to see you again?” You crossed your arms.

“I was really just around and then I saw you. I swear.” He swore.

“I-uh-Congratulations.” He put his hand in his pocket awkwardly.

“For what?” You furrowed your eyebrows.

“I see a ring on your finger and some pregnancy tests in your cart.” He pointed at your hand.

You raised your hand and looked at your ring. 

“Thank you. I guess.” You took a deep breath in and out feeling guilty for being rude to him.

“I wish you all the best. You deserve it.” 

“I know.” You nodded.

“I-I just wanted you to know. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have cheated on you. I was stupid.” 

“Oh you just realized that now?” You scoffed as you cut him.

“I know, I know. You’re the most perfect woman I’ve ever known, (y/n). I regretted breaking your heart. No woman I met can be compared to you. You deserve the best. I hope your husband is treating you right. I hope you’re happy now.” 

Apparently, he just broke up with his girlfriend that he cheated on you with. This time, she cheated on him.

“I am. I’m a lot happier now. He’s treating me like a princess.” You tried bragging about how good Joel was. 

“That’s great. I’m happy for you.” He smiled.

“Okay, I-uh-I’m gonna go now. I’ll see you later. Or I won’t see you again if that’s what you want.” He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“I’ll see you later, Chad.” You smiled back at him. 

“Happiness and health to you and your baby.” He smiled at you again.

“Thank you.” You turned away to find Joel and Sarah.

Your chest hurts, you wanted to cry. You had mixed feelings, you were sad but also happy. You were relieved you finally had closure from your ex because he finally apologized to you but on the other hand you wanted to cry. But you held your cries because you didn’t want everyone to stare at you. 

“Got everything?” You asked Joel who was paying for the groceries at the cashier.

“Yeah, everythin’ all right?” He rubbed your back which made you want to cry even more so you just nodded.

When you put on your seatbelt on the passenger seat, your tears started welling up in your eyes. You couldn’t hold it anymore. You closed your eyes and the tears fell down. 

“You okay?” Joel put his hand on top of yours as he drove with his other hand.

“I’m okay.” You nodded and rested your head on the headrest. 

“We’ll talk later.” You whispered because you didn’t want Sarah to hear.

“Okay.” Joel kept resting his hand on your and rubbed your hand with his thumb while he drove home.

At home

“Do you want to talk about it?” Joel sat beside you on the edge of bed.

“He apologized.” You felt that you were going to cry soon.

“That’s great, right?” Joel put his hand on your back.

You nodded as you started crying. Joel started moving his hand to rub your back helping to comfort you. 

“I forgive him, Joel. I’m happy he apologized but why do I still feel so sad and hate him?” You cried.

“It’s okay, baby. It takes time to forgive someone. You could still forgive someone and hate them. He hurt you and it left a scar on you and that’s normal.” Joel rested your head to his shoulder. 

Joel stayed there and let you rest your head on his shoulder as long as you needed. You finally stopped crying after an hour.

“Right, where did you put the pregnancy tests?” You suddenly remembered about it.

“It’s still in the paper bag. I’ll get it. Wait here.” Joel went downstairs to get it.

You stood up and went inside the bathroom as you waited for Joel to come.

“Here.” He passed you one stick and opened the other ones.

You pulled your pants and sat on the toilet to pee. Joel stood in front of you and stared at you. You laughed all of sudden.

“What?” Joel raised his eyebrows.

“It’s-uh-I can’t focus.” You laughed.

“I can’t pee if you’re staring at me like that. Go away for a second.” You shooed him.

“I want to be here.” He insisted.

“Okay, turn around.” You chuckled.

Joel turned around and now his back was facing you. You tried to focus on peeing on the stick.

“I still can’t, Joel.” You giggled.

“Okay, then how about this.” Joel suddenly made a shushing sound to help you pee. 

“What’s that?” You threw your head back and laughed.

“That will help you pee. Trust me.” Joel continued making shushing sounds.

You closed your eyes and focused on the sound he made. Not long after, you peed.

“Told you it works.” Joel chuckled and turned around to look at you.

You smirked and shook your head. 

“Okay, now we just have to wait.” Joel and you put the stick on the sink and squeezed each other’s hand.

Three minutes went by..

“You ready?” Joel squeezed your hand and you nodded.

Joel took the stick and showed it to you. You gasped.

“Two red lines.” Joel chuckled as tears welled up in his eyes.

“We’re pregnant.” You were tearing up too.

“You’re pregnant.” He kissed your forehead.

“We’re having another baby!” Joel hugged you so tight you couldn’t breathe.

“J-joel, I can’t breathe.” You tapped his back.

“I’m sorry, baby. I’m too excited.” He loosened his hug. 

“I’m excited, too.” You smiled and tip-toed to kiss him.

“We should tell Sarah.” Joel held your hand and dragged you out of the bathroom.

“Easy, mister!” You chuckled as Joel dragged you. 

“Sarah! We have good news for you.” Joel burst opened Sarah’s bedroom door.

“What daddy?” Sarah sat on her bed.

“You’re gonna be a big sister!” Joel screamed in excitement.

“Yay! Yay!” Sarah squealed and jumped on her bed.

“Careful sweetie. You’re gonna fall.” You chuckled.

“Come on!” Joel jumped on the bed and invited you.

Joel jumped with his daughter and you joined them. The three of you held each other's hand and made a circle as you jumped together. 

*breaking sound*

“Ahh!” You and Sarah screamed.

The bed leg broke. 

“Oops.” You shrugged. Sarah giggled.

“Not me.” Sarah shrugged.

“Not me either.” You and Sarah looked at Joel.

“So my fault then?” Joel pointed at himself.

“You’re the heaviest between us.” You crossed your arms.

“Fine, I’ll get it fixed tomorrow.” Joel chuckled.

The night ended with the three of you sleeping together in Joel’s and your bed.

To be continued...

A/N: Sorry for the long wait,  pregnancy fic as requested by @kelh27 hope you like this one! 

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[darkeralmond]

Dance With Me

Luke Hughes x Reader

song: dance with me - beabadoobee

synopsis: luke and you dated all through sophomore, junior, and part of senior year. luke had his hands tied with hockey, so the both of you decide to break up. now, you’re alone at prom and luke is back to make things right

warnings: fluff, high school au!, exes to lovers, second chance romance, luke being the cutest ever, dance with me lyrics literally everywhere

word count: 1.6k

a/n: i’ve been posting a lot of conrad stuff so i would like to post something luke hughes related bc i just love him so much! i have a lot more conrad stuff coming don’t worry!! ALSO I LOVE BEABADOOBEE SHE IS THE CUTEST I SWEARR!!

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4 MONTHS AGO

You would’ve preferred spending the night hanging out with Luke instead of sitting alone on your couch eating rocky road ice cream while watching Scream 2. Luke was busy preparing to go to Team USA for hockey. You wanted to be supportive and have him stay focused on that instead of you. He’s always wanted to go to the national hockey league, which is why playing on a national team was super important. You knew that.

Someone knocked on the front door which interrupted you from your movie. You looked back as your eyebrows knitted together. You placed down the quart of ice cream and paused your movie before heading up to the door. What if you were about to get killed? This was the start of every horror movie. Someone alone in their house while watching a scary movie.

‘Whatever,’ you thought. You opened it up to see Luke standing in the doorway, a frown on his face. Something was wrong. “Hey, baby. What’s the matter?” you asked.

He flashed a false smile, “Hey… can we sit for a bit?” That was never a good sign. You nodded your head as you listened to the beat of your heart as it pulsed. You invited him in and he sat down on the couch. “Look, Y/N…”

Instantly, you knew. The hanging of his head, the lack of eye contact, his anxiously toying with his thumbs. “You wanna break up,” you cut in. His brown eyes were full of sorrow as he met yours.

You nodded your head and looked at the tub of ice cream melting in the container. The lump in your throat grew, but you didn’t want to crack in front of him.

Luke placed his hand in yours, “It’s not because of you, I promise. It’s not that I don’t love you anymore. It’s just..”

“You’ll be gone for hockey,” you finished. He nodded his head, now looking down at his knees again. You watched him in your peripheral vision because you knew if you met his eyes, he would know how much it truly hurt you.

It didn’t take a look for your face to scrunch up as tears escaped your eyes. You took in a sniffled inhale through your nostrils and let out a shaky exhale through your mouth. “It’s okay, I understand.” You grabbed his hand and squeezed it tight.

He looked up and smiled sadly at you before leaning forward and kissing your forehead. You reached for the tissue box on the coffee table and retrieved a tissue. You dabbed at the salty tears staining your cheeks.

His lips met yours gently before he said, “I love you so much.” You stared into his brown eyes that were now red from holding back tears.

“I love you too,” you whispered. Holding back the sobs stuck in your throat felt impossible, but you had to stay strong for him.

His hand then slipped out of yours as he got up from his spot on the couch. He used the back of his hand to wipe away the few tears that seemed to escape. “Good bye, Y/N…”

“Bye, Luke…” With that, he left out the front door. You watched from the window in the living room as the headlights to his car turned on and pulled out of your driveway.

You hysterically cried on the couch, now letting all your emotions free. Your chest hurt and your body burned, it felt like your heart could explode right out of your rib cage. You hated the feeling that you were selfish for reacting this way. Luke was only following his dreams like you told him to, it was your job as your girlfriend to let him go when a bigger opportunity came. It’s just that no one warned you that letting go would hurt so bad…

PRESENT DAY

“Who’s having fun tonight?!” The DJ shouted over the mic. It was finally prom night and your first prom without Luke.

You had a date, Jason Porter. He was someone who showed an interest in you near the beginning of senior year, but you were with Luke. It wasn’t like you wanted to go to prom with Jason in a romantic way, but all your friends had dates, so it felt mandatory to ask someone.

When you all finally arrived at the dance, he immediately ditched you to go hang out with his baseball buddies instead of you. He stuck with his friends while you stuck with yours.

Your friend, Andrea, wrapped her arm around you and pulled you into a side hug. “He’s an idiot. He doesn’t know what he’s missing.”

Prom finally transitioned to the slow dancing period which is what you dreaded. The instrumental for Perfect by Ed Sheeran began playing, so your friends and their dates went onto the dance floor after you insisted you’d be good chilling by yourself.

You looked down at your hands and fiddled with your thumbs, something Luke would do when he’s nervous or upset. Just last year, you were dancing with him out there to this exact song. Now here you were, alone and miserable. You couldn’t help but feel pathetic.

You assumed Luke wouldn’t be back for prom, but you didn’t want to call or text him for confirmation. You figured he was too busy to talk to you which is why you didn’t make an effort to contact him.

“Y/N,” a voice spoke.

Guess you were wrong. You looked up and there he was standing right in front of you. Your heart skipped a beat as you stared at him in disbelief. “Luke?” You stood up and grabbed his face. It was him. You pulled him into a hug, laughing as you did so.

When you pulled back you rested your forehead against his. His hand was behind your head, resting on your neck. “Oh my God, Luke. I missed you so much!”

He kissed the top of your head and smiled widely, “I missed you too, Y/N. How have you been?”

You giggled, “Well at the moment, not too good. All my friends are out dancing with their dates, so I’m kind of lonely.”

“Well, where’s yours?” he asked, looking around.

“Um,” you mumbled. “He kind of ditched me, but it’s fine. Just sucks that there’s really no one to dance with.” You were obviously hinting that you wanted to dance with him.

He looked behind him at the people dancing and then back at you. “If you wanna dance… then dance with me.” Your mouth became too dry to speak. The fact he was here and the fact he wanted to dance. “It’s pretty fast, but this is what you do at prom, right?”

You cracked a smile and said, “Of course I want to dance.”

He led you toward the dance floor where you both started swaying with the music. He lifted your hand and rested it against his hip, he grabbed the other with his own hand as they moved to the beat. You looked up at his face to see his smile widening. “You look beautiful tonight,” he said.

You giggled and looked down at his suit. “Thank you, you look handsome.” You met his gaze again. “How’s Team USA?”

“Really fucking time consuming,” he laughed. You laughed with him as he continued his answer. “We’re always playing, and when we’re not playing we’re busting our asses on the ice.”

You felt unfamiliar with him holding you so close, you took a couple deep breaths. ‘Just take it slow and move your feet,’ you thought as you held onto the brunet. He held your waist and your eyes trailed along every feature of his face, memorizing each detail.

When you glanced up, his eyes were already trained on yours. He leaned towards you, capturing your lips in his. The kiss wasn’t long or passionate, instead it was sweet and comforting.

When you broke apart, he said, “I’m sorry about how things ended.” He ran his fingers through your hair to get the baby strands out of your face. “I’m sorry it ended at all.”

“I’m sorry for not reaching out,” you admitted. You bit down on your bottom lip as you stared into his gorgeous eyes. They held something else, some sort of pain and guilt.

“I’ve been miserable without you and I just really want to make things work. I don’t care about the distance, I only care about you.” His voice lowered to a whisper.

“Luke,” you frowned. “Are you sure you can handle a relationship while you’re gone?”

“You’re more than just a relationship, Y/N,” he said. “I know it’s kind of hard to tell, but I really like you.”

A small smile appeared on your face. “And I really like you too, Luke.”

He grinned at you, causing your heart to skip a beat. He brought a finger to your chin, raising it up. “Then will you give me another chance? I promise you won’t regret it.”

You nodded your head, trying to keep the tear that threatened to fall from falling. You didn’t want your makeup running down your face or to get mascara on your dress, so you quickly wiped away the escaping tears with your thumb. “Yeah…” You nodded once more. “I want that.”

Luke placed his forehead against yours again and held you closer. “So does that mean we can try again?” His words caused your heart to flutter once more.

“Of course it does, dummy,” you teased before kissing him gently.

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[ credits of the Neteyam pic go to @cinetrix ]

Champagne Problems 

Part 4

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x female!human!reader

CW: sexual language, angst, past relationship trauma, touching in a sexual way, commitment issues, mentions of sex, trust issues, neteyam is head over heels for reader, fluff, a bit more about when neteyam and reader would see each other around before the beach party, mentions of drinking too much, reader is allergic to romantic feelings (but it's actually just her trauma talking), confessions of feelings, yearning, sexual tension, some funny vibes, heartbroken neteyam. Not sure if there's more. If there is, pls, tell me <3

Hi, hunny bunnies 💕 I'm really tired and sleepy rn (as I always am, right? lol) but I got inspo and finally got a break from my writer's block so I just rushed to wash the dishes as fast as I could and as soon as I finished it I ran to finish writing this chapter (a part of it had been sitting on my Google Docs for a while lol) and now I'm posting for you guys 🥰 Hope y'all like it and I'm so sorry for any mistakes or some parts that might not make total sense (if there are any lol who knows). I'm so sleepy that idk if I'll be able to proofread it completely now. But I will soon! Leaving comments down below will make this writer as happy as a kitten drinking milk teehee 😸 I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH kiss kiss ‼️💌

Slightly proofread.

Part 3: I broke his heart 'cause he was nice

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My boy was a montage

A slow-motion, love potion

Jumping off things in the ocean

I broke his heart 'cause he was nice

He was sunshine, I was midnight rain

He wanted it comfortable

I wanted that pain

Midnight Rain (Taylor Swift)

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You woke up with a ray of sun shining way too bright directly at your eyes. You realized with a startle that you were in Neteyam’s arms and as you slowly became aware of your surroundings and your memory became clear… oh, shit… You had sex with him last night. No, no! Why did you drink those three glasses of champagne last night? Everytime you drank too much you ended up doing something stupid. Of course last night would not be an exception.

You could feel his slender, soft but toned legs intertwining with your much smaller ones. You felt his warmth, his strong arms holding your tiny in comparison figure, helping you stay warm even if the ocean breeze was chilly so early in the morning in Awa'atlu.

Neteyam's heart was big, very big when compared to the one of a human male, so, as he peacefully slept while embracing you, you could hear his heartbeat extremely clearly. It was soothing, though. A little louder than the human guys you had been intimate with previously and had slept by their side but it was calming. His embrace felt comfortable, like a place you could… call home…?

You felt a stab in your heart. Anxiety. Nervousness. Almost like a fight or flight feeling. No, you could not be getting attached.

His scent was good, cozy and you could easily get used to having it all over you, to wake up to that, to smell it on your clothes so very often.

And that thought scared you. Saying you had commitment issues was an understatement.

You felt Neteyam moving behind you. He was slowly waking up.

"Morning, oeyä sevin syulang" (my beautiful flower) His voice was hoarse as he had just woken up and he had a heavy na'vi accent when pronouncing the "R" in "morning". His accent lured you in way more than you liked to admit. 

You hated how much Neteyam could make you feel vulnerable. You did not like the feeling of vulnerability.

Everytime you let a guy get on your vulnerable side before, you ended up sobbing while sitting on the floor, listening to a stupid, sad break up song and, sometimes, stuffing your stomach with chocolate, ice cream or pizza. And that was when you were able to eat. Sometimes the lump in your throat was so big you couldn't even swallow without being reminded of the pungent ache in your heart.

"Morning." You said nervously. It sounded dry. You did not mean to sound rude or distant but you ended up sounding exactly like that.

“Did you sleep well, tawtute?” Neteyam asked, his eyes still half lidded and he was smiling tenderly at you

Damn, you had to admit he was freaking cute when all sleepy like this. Just like a house cat waking up from a good deep sleep…

Ok, stop it!

“Uh… yes. Yes, I did sleep well. Thank you.” God, how awkward was that?

It seemed like Neteyam was too mesmerized by you to even notice your awkwardness.

“You’re beautiful. My sevin tawtute.” he said

“Wait, what?! Yours?!” you protested, a frown on your face

“Yeah.” Neteyam smiled, a bit sheepishly “Did I make you uncomfortable? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.” his expression looked like he was being sincere

“It’s okay.” it was all you said

“I wanna tell you something.” Neteyam said, smiling softly though he was afraid of your reaction once he said what he wanted to say

“What in hell could he want to tell me? Oh, God…” you thought

“I…” he hesitated for a while. Was he getting shy? “I’m in love with you, (y/n).”

“You’re what?!” You sat up on the hammock in a swift motion

“See?! I should have never come here to meet him in the first place. That’s what you get for following your instincts and not your rational brain.” those words ran through your anxious mind

“Hey.” Neteyam said as he sat up too, trying to calm you down as you truly seemed alarmed. He smiled but you could tell there was tension all over him too. “Hear me out, please.” He pleaded. His tone was as calm as he could manage to keep it. “I just didn’t want to tell you because I could tell you’re afraid of falling in love. I’ve heard you talking to your girl friends about boys, about your lame ex boyfriends and how they made you want nothing to do with relationships anymore.”

“Were you spying on me?” You said, incredulous

“No, tawtute!” Neteyam chuckled at your accusation “It’s not like we’ve never been close to each other before the party. I know you’ve seen me before when you came to my tribe to conduct your scientific researches. I always made an effort to be around you, I just never approached you but I never tried to hide the fact that I had a crush on you. I was always staring at you. And I know you noticed!” He chuckled “One time you caught me staring from afar and met my gaze but you soon looked away and after that I started feeling like you were avoiding looking in my eyes again. Was I right?” he questioned, with his brows furrowed but he still didn’t seem to feel defeated. Even after you had reacted like you were afraid of his words, Neteyam still had his lips curled up in a slight smile.

You looked at him with eyes that let him know you were trying to conceal your embarrassment. You did know Neteyam had noticed you had been trying to avoid him at all costs as soon as you noticed he seemed to be attracted to you but having him throw that fact in your face felt surprisingly uncomfortable and your cheeks did get a little pinkish.

“Maybe I was.”

“Of course you were. Everybody noticed. Lo’ak even made fun of me for that.” he shook his head from side to side while chuckling at the thought of his younger brother teasing him

"I'm sorry." You couldn't help but laugh a little bit

"Don't apologize. It's fine. I like a challenge." He smirked at you in a flirtatious way

"Neteyam, I think we should-"

"Just let me tell you everything I need to, please!" He interrupted, almost begging you

You sighed "Okay…" You sounded tired and a little annoyed

"After I got a good chance to talk to you last night, at the party, I fell for you. Hard. It's not just a crush anymore." His pretty face looked happy while he confessed his feelings for you, even if there was a little bit of angst inside his chest "I didn't bring you here to my hammock just to fuck you. I brought you here to make love to you. It wasn't just sex for me. I wanna ask you to be my mate. I hope you don't run away scared now… 'Cause that would kill me, my sevin tawtute. You're so perfect... I wanted you last night and I know I will want you forever. Please, please, let me be your mate. Or your husband, as you humans say. I know it's unexpected and it seems too soon, but this is our way. My people don't necessarily have to know someone for a long time before choosing them to be their mate." He explained to you "I don't want to ever be away from you. I couldn't. Not now that I have talked to you, laughed with you, laid next to you…" He brushed his warm hand through the outer part of your thigh, moving it upwards "Felt your pussy around my cock, so soft and inviting, so warm and wet inside, all for me..." Neteyam's breath was a bit labored, his hand still touching your skin, while he whispered those dirty words to you, remembering what you two had done while it was still eclipse "Please, be mine." 

"It'd be great." You said. Neteyam smiled widely, not being able to grasp the real meaning of your words "But it could never work. Not between you and me. Not between a na'vi and a human. I'm so sorry. I have to go. My friends must be worried about me. I didn't tell Adeline where I was going before I left last night. She must be worried sick. See you around. I guess..." You said, as you got out of Neteyam's big hammock, as fast as you could, feeling the warm beach sand covering your toes as soon as your feet hit the ground, leaving Neteyam confused, still trying to wake up from his wishes and touch reality.

He knew you were afraid of committing to a lifelong relationship but he thought that maybe you would say "yes" to what he was proposing to you. Or that you would at least ask for some time to think. Neteyam did not think you would reject him so fast and bluntly like that. Especially since he was used to having girls crushing on him and throwing themselves at him all the time. Not only na'vi girls, there were many human girls who tried to seduce him as well but even though he did feel attracted to some of them, he felt that there was always something missing. Neteyam did value personality a lot, even if he was just going to mess around with the girl, and none of the other human girls had a personality that he truly liked. But you did. And of course you would be the one to reject him. His ego was screaming like a spoiled little brat at that moment as he laid back at his hammock, throwing his body with full force against its surface and exhaling strongly in frustration.

There was a lump in his throat and his heart was hurting like never before. No girl had ever made Neteyam feel that way. All he wanted was for you to accept him, to want to be with him.

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[actuallysaiyan]

I Think You're Holding The Heart Of Mine(Part Eight)

warnings: mentions of death, graveyard, crying, some swearing, kissing word count: 1.4k pairings: Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader summary: you and Gojo get to talk while on your mission, and you soon realize you've just run from your problems. a quick trip to Haibara's grave soon gives you the insight you need. taglist: @beneathstarryskies

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“You’re fighting like you want to kill someone!” Gojo comments, watching you use Aries the ram’s power over and over again.

“We’re here to exorcize this curse, aren’t we?”

Gojo can’t even argue with you, but he knows you could tire yourself out before you’d like to. He can tell you’re using this mission as an excuse to blow off some steam. Everything that’s been going on with Nanamin has you completely fed up.

Then you switch it up, and Gojo watches in awe as Aries dissipates, and from within the cursed energy that remains is Taurus that emerges. It charges towards the curse, one of the horns imbued with deep blue cursed energy. It penetrates the curse, causing it to let out an ungodly shriek. Gojo chuckles before he finishes the job. The curse melts away into a sort of liquid for a few moments before it turns into a million pieces of ash.

“Usagi-chan, you sure you’re alright?” Gojo asks you as he approaches you.

But you can’t even answer. You’re feeling so drained right now. How could you have not noticed the signs? He had pretended to be so good to you…and yet he played you for a fool. Without warning, you throw yourself into the stronger sorcerer’s arms and you begin to sob.

“I fucked up,” you cry. “I fucked up and now I’m heartbroken.”

Gojo hums softly, “No, you didn’t fuck up. If anyone fucked up, it’s Nanami.”

You shake your head, “I don’t know what to do, Satoru. I love him so much. It hurts.”

He pulls back a bit and holds you at arms length. Your beautiful eyes are wet with tears. Gojo takes a moment to pull a monogrammed handkerchief and wipes away your tears so gently. You laugh when you see his initials imprinted onto the soft fabric.

“You fancy ass,” you mock him, but you’re so quick to wrap your arms around him.

“Listen to me, you really didn’t fuck up. I’m sure this is all a big misunderstanding.”

Satoru begins to rub your back soothingly, and for a few minutes, you’re reminded of when Nanami had returned home with Haibara’s dead body and you had been plagued with nightmares for so long. Satoru had been the one to try and help you recover, despite having issues of his own at the time. He had often come to your room late at night, and held you close while you cried yourself back to sleep.

“I promise,” Satoru says with a kiss to your forehead. “Things will be okay.”

You frown, “How do you know? How can you be so sure?”

Gojo smirks, “Cause if Nanamin is being an asshole, I’ll beat him up for you.”

He flashes you such a shit-eating grin and throws his hand up for a big thumbs up. You laugh softly, feeling a little more soothed than before. Then you two exit the abandoned building you were fighting the curse in, Satoru’s arm wrapped around your shoulder to keep you close.

“Hey, you think we have enough time to get some ice cream?”

You smirk, “Of course we do. We’ve got all the time to get ice cream.”

Gojo laughs, “You know, if Nanamin doesn’t wanna date you, maybe I will!”

This causes you to pull away, your nose wrinkled. Satoru assures you he’s joking, but in reality, he wants the best for you. 

“Take a joke, will ya?!”

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You cleanse your hands, approaching the grave with your bucket and ladle. Tears sting your eyes as you finally arrive in front of his stone. It feels like it’s been much too long since you’ve been here, but you know you need to talk to him. You need his guidance more than ever.

You begin cleaning the grave, thinking of his sweet smile and cheerful voice. Then you begin to pour water on the gravestone, cleaning it with vigor and with love. Lighting the incense, you place it down nearby. The smell of jasmine, frankincense and cherry blossom fill your senses. You bow your head, looking at your clasped hands.

“Yu, I just wanted to say…” you begin, but then you start to pray silently.

The wind begins to blow, rustling the branches in the trees. You’re slightly startled by a leaf landing on your shoulder. You smile softly, wiping away a few stray tears. Then you place a beautiful sunflower in the vase that’s neatly settled near his gravestone.

“I wish you were here. You were always so much easier to talk to than most people…” you continue to talk to him. “It’s about…well, it’s about him.”

You sigh as you rest your back against the tomb, feeling the weight of everything on you begin to dissipate. It was almost like those days when you were a teenager and you’d find Haibara to be able to chat with him. He’d listen to you, no judgment and always some kind advice or a smile.

“It’s always about him, yeah? You know me, always in love with him. My head is in the clouds so often, and I’m always such a fucking chicken. I can’t even fucking tell him how I feel!”

There’s a bit of an echo when you yell out. You look around to make sure you’re not bothering anyone, but it seems like you’re alone for some distance. Nobody is in the vicinity. Your eyes look up to the skies, noticing the small little clouds hanging around.

“Yu, I’m in love with him. I can’t hold it back anymore, but now I’ve gone and found out…I’ve found out that he may be hurting me. He might have lied.”

More wind blowing and gentle rustling pulls you away from the one-sided conversation. In a way, you were beginning to think that Yu was here with you. You smiled once more, enjoying the gentle embrace of this breeze.

“I have been in love with him since we were kids, ya know? And now that he’s almost out of my grasp, I just wonder if I waited too long.”

Your eyes close and you feel the gentle breeze caressing you all over. You are sure now that Yu is here with you and he is listening. Tears sting your eyes once more. You wish your beloved friend could truly be here instead of as a spirit. You want nothing more than to wrap your arms around the sunny boy and hug him tightly.

“You always used to tease us, calling us stubborn. You knew that we were into one another, yet we were two scared kids. We never had a relationship before…”

Your eyes scan the area, and you begin to think about your relationship with Kento. He’s always been your rock. Even when things got tough, you two could always lean on one another. And even when Haibara passed away, you and Kento found solace within one another.

“So when I found out that he might have a wife, you can obviously guess that I panicked. I panicked and pretty much ran away. I didn’t even tell him how I felt or even let him explain.”

“You can let me explain now.”

Your eyes widen when you hear that deep voice. Your heart is pounding in your chest as you look up at the man you’ve been in love with since you were fifteen. He looks worse for wear, which makes your heart clench. All of this misunderstanding has been hurting you both.

Kento kneels in front of the grave, lighting another incense before he clasps his hands together. He bows his head in prayer and you join him, asking Haibara to give you both courage to be able to hash this out. Then Kento turns to you and smiles shyly.

“I don’t have a wife.”

You feel a wave of relief wash over you. You had prayed for it all to be a misunderstanding, but you had been so scared. You were worried that you had been played for a fool.

“Oh Ken…” you whisper softly, pulling him closer so you could hug him. “I was so stupid. I got scared and I—”

Kento doesn’t let you finish. He cups your face, wiping away a few stray tears before placing his lips on yours. It’s the softest, most tender kiss you’ve ever felt in your life. Warm winds blow around you, embracing and caressing you both. When you pull away, you’re smiling shyly. 

You look at the grave, “Thanks a million, Yu.”

Kento laughs, “Thanks buddy. It means a lot to us.”