#i have tomorrow off so I'm staying home and am gonna get a lot of real writing and reading done at home

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Vulgar Display of Power [Miguel Diaz x fem!Reader] (Cobra Kai)

You can never fucking beat him in a fight and it's getting frustrating.

Request: omg more miguel please!!! smutty if u can xx already dating if you want? Fic title comes from my (second) favorite Pantera album. Word count: 4,350 Warnings: SMUT. established relationship, theres plot but it only serves to justify the sex lol, i use present tense in this, degrading, first time sub!miguel kind of, handjob, fingering, oral sex, penetration (p in v), semi-public sex (i guess? no one's around but the location isn't exactly private), a lot of use of pet names (baby, babe, love, mi amor), so much swearing. obviously no one is a minor here I don't mention much context but can be read as hs senior year or later, doesn't really matter. if you're a minor kindly keep away from my blog and this fic please

“Fuck!”  You yell out as Sensei Lawrence announces Miguel’s win. In turn of your frustration, Miguel sports a grin that playfully mocked you.

Now don’t get it twisted, you’re not a bad fighter. You’re not even a good one- you’re great. The best, except for…

“Diaz! Good one.” Sensei Lawrence praises.

“Nice, dude!” Hawk comes to fist bump him.

Tory comes to you. “Girl get it together! You’re better than that!”

“I’m fucking trying.”

Miguel hears the two of you talking and decides to insert himself into the conversation. “Come on, it’s not a big deal.”

“I say this with love but it is a big deal and I’m gonna find a way to beat you.”

“Okay. Whatever you say.”

[. . .]

“Hey,” you hear Miguel call from behind you, turning around for a split second to look at him before getting back to packing your stuff to leave the dojo. 

“Hey.”

“So, are we still on for tonight?”

“Yeah. I just wanna go home first and take a shower.”

He scratches the back of his neck. “Hey are you okay?”

“What do you mean?”

“Something seems… weird.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, babe,” you tell him, bringing a hand to his face and lightly tapping his cheek.

“You sure?”

“Yes! I just said it is!” You realize you blew up at him for no reason, immediately feeling bad for it and apologizing, not managing to look at him. “Sorry.”

“See? That’s what I mean!”

“I really am sorry.”

“Okay, but something’s clearly wrong.”

You stay silent, and he walks up to you, cornering you so you’d face him.

“What’s going on?”

Honestly, you don’t want to tell him. Because it would sound stupid. Because it is stupid. You don’t even exactly know why it had gotten so under your skin this time. 

“It’s fine. I’m just a bit off today.”

“You don’t have to talk about it, but you don't have to lie either.”

“Fine. You wanna know what’s wrong? I’m frustrated because you keep beating me.”

“What?”

“Every single time we’re picked to fight I just can’t fucking beat you. And yes, I’m glad you don’t go easy on me, cause that would be like a million times worse, but I'm frustrated with myself. You’re the only one I've never fully beat in a match. The closest I’ve ever gotten to that was a tie.”

“Well most of the time it ends up in a tie.” 

“Yeah but none of the time did it end with me winning.”

“I don’t understand why you’re so upset about this.”

“Of course you don’t. I just feel like if I still can’t beat you then have I really been getting better?”

“What? That’s nonsense, babe. You know that, right? Of course you’ve been getting better. We all have.”

“See I told you it would be stupid. I don't even know why I'm feeling this way.”

“That’s okay. We can just sort that out.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’ll ask sensei for the keys.”

“What?”

“We’re gonna stay here and fight and we’re not gonna leave until you win.”

“That’s really not what I was trying to get from this-”

“What, are you scared?” He knew just how to tug on your strings. 

“Oh fuck no.”

“Then we’re doing this.”

“But what about the date?”

“We can go tomorrow. If you need my help today, I'll help you today.”

“Okay.”

[. . .]

“Alright, ready?”

You only nod your head yes, too focused to even speak.

“Okay. Round one.”

You get a couple punches in, but he’s faster than most of your hits. He wins..

You huff, annoyed. “Again.”

“Again.”

“Again.”

“Again.”

“Again.”

“Okay that’s it. Again.”

This time, determination runs through your veins, as tired as you were. Every single moment of feeling weak or inferior or as though you were seen by others as basically the female equivalent of Miguel, and not yourself, not someone capable of being better than him in any way, channeled into this round. 

And you won. This time, you fucking won. 

“Wait that’s three,” you realize.

“Yeah! You won!” Miguel celebrates.

“What?”

“You won, babe!”

“Oh my God. Holy fucking shit. I won?!”

He laughs, coming up to you. “You did.” He places a quick kiss on your lips, but you’re taken over by the adrenaline, pulling him back to you by the collar of his shirt when he went to pull away, tangling him into another kiss, deeper and more passionate this time around. “That was hot,” he comments, as you finally did let him part ways with you to breathe, your bodies still flushed together. 

You feel your cheeks burn at his comment. “I just kicked your ass,” you joke.

He doesn’t even seem fazed by the comment. “Yeah you did,” he grins.

“I did not expect that to unlock some sort of loser kink in you.”

“Hey! That’s not what this is!”

You lift an eyebrow, amused. 

“What, you’re telling me it’s a crime if my insanely hot girlfriend looks insanely hot while kicking my ass?”

“Should I kick your ass more often then?”

“You’re welcome to.”

“You’re so weird.”

“Shut up,” he retorts, finally having enough of the playful bantering, unable to wait a second longer to have your lips on his again. 

Miguel pulls you even closer to him- if that were even possible- by pulling on your waist, not wasting a second more before diving in again, pulling you into a kiss that is much more feral this time around. His actions scream that he wants you, and the high from having reached your goal and beat him in the last round mixed with the lust forming in you from seeing him so affected, so attracted to this, it feels good.

You suppose some people would maybe come into an issue if they found themselves in your place. Men aren’t exactly known for being great at dealing with women being better than them in… well, anything. But Miguel acted genuinely proud of you. Hell, he’d canceled your date night to help you with this because he realized it was important to you. And more than being supportive, he was turned on by your display of power. 

His kisses start trailing out of your lips, to your jaw, to the space below your ear. “You did so well, love. You should get something in turn, huh?”

Your mind was getting a bit foggy. Still, you join in playing his game. “I suppose I should. What are you gonna do?”

“Whatever you want me to,” he breathes out. Oh. That was definitely new. 

“Whatever I want?” He only nods, looking up at you, waiting to be told what to do. Holy shit, that was hot. “That sounds good.”

“Just tell me, please, I’ll make you feel so good, I promise,” he pleads. It was almost pathetic. You decide you’d never get enough of hearing him plead like that. You loved the times in which he was more dominant, but you could definitely get behind this too, no issues whatsoever.

You pretend to think. “I don’t think I will.”

“What? Why not?”

“I want you to guess.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“I- Uh- Ih-” he takes a deep breath. He liked that. You smiled. “I can do that.”

“Good boy,” you try, hoping he didn’t find it weird. 

Apparently, he didn’t. “Fuck. Fuck,” he lets out in almost strangled sounds, wordlessly dropping himself to the floor. He looks up at you with doe eyes, as if pleading for permission. You smile at him, signaling everything was okay. You cage his jaw with both your hands, and he closes his eyes for a moment, letting you play with his hair.

“You look so pretty like this,” you coo, and he feels it down his spine, his eyes fluttering open. 

“Sit.”

“What?”

“Sit,” he repeats himself, but it isn’t demanding. Not this time. 

“I heard you.”

“Sit, please, baby.”

You grin. You didn’t know you’d like this this much. “Of course, baby.” You sit down on the bench, legs closed. He parts them confidently, eyes not leaving yours as he does so slowly, positioning his body between them. With his face mere inches from yours, he looks up at you again. 

“Do you want me to kiss you?” He guesses. His cheeks red, he clearly looks embarrassed. It turned him on and it turned you on too. 

You nod eagerly, signaling he’d guessed right. He smiles and closes the distance between you, pulling you down and attaching his lips to yours. It starts out slow, tender, experimental- testing the waters. He grows eager pretty fast, though, kissing you harder, his hands traveling to either of your thighs and planting themselves there firmly, squeezing in a way that makes you gasp slightly in surprise. 

He pulls away just to tease you about it. That’s the kind of little shit he is.

“What was that for?”

“Nothing.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.” 

“Not this then?”

He squeezes your thigh again and you try to act unbothered.” He notices though, pleased with himself.

“Oh shut up.”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You didn’t have to.”

He pulls you into a kiss again with no warning, more feral than before, his hand traveling upwards, inside the legs of the shorts you were wearing. 

“Take it off,” you pant out, a stern tone overtaking your words, and he complies without questioning. You smile, pleased with that. You lift your hips slightly for him and he throws the shorts somewhere on the floor behind you. 

He stares at your underwear for a few moments, as if lost in a trance. You laugh. “Hello? You here?”

“Yeah. Sorry. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this.”

“Used to what?” You move a hand to caress his face. 

“The fact that I’m the only one who gets to see you like this.”

“Aw, do you like that, baby? Does it turn you on?” You ask, your tone almost mocking him.

He only nods his head yes, looking embarrassed.

“That’s good.” You make a show to slowly take off your shirt, a sudden surge of confidence running through your veins at his words, discarding it along with the shorts behind you.  His eyes widen and he mumbles a few words, the volume of his words so low you couldn’t make it out for the life of you, before he just surges forward again, not aiming for your lips this time, but for your jaw. 

“What was that?” You manage to breathe out as he continues his trail of kisses along your jaw.

“What?”

“If you’re gonna talk you’re gonna let me hear it. Got it?”

“Oh-okay.” He continues to place quick, slight pecks along your jawline, but you know exactly what he’s doing.

“You’re not distracting me from that. I wanna know what you said, baby. Wanna hear you.”

“I said- I said uh-“ he gulps. “It’s dumb.”

“That’s okay.”

“I just said ‘fuck me’.”

You let out a small laugh. “Oh. It was dumb,” you mock him again, and you can see he didn’t expect that.

“What?”

“I though you wanted to fuck me,” you joke.

 He doesn’t take it as a joke. “I do. I do I just meant- it was just-“ oh. This was for real. 

“I know, love. I was just teasing you. Okay? You’re being so good to me.”

His eyes almost sparkle at the praise. 

“You know I think I changed my mind.”

“What?” 

“Maybe I should fuck you.”

“What do you mean?”

You look down on him and smile, a genuine sweet smile. “Get up.”

“But-“

“I thought you said you’d do whatever i wanted you to,” you fake-pout. 

He doesn’t say a word before standing back up. You do the same, keeping your body flushed to his. You slowly turn the two of you around, cornering him until the back of his knees hit the bench and pushing him to sit down on it. 

Standing in front of him, you tilt your head to the side as you take in the view. He looked disheveled as ever. You loved it. “I think you’re wearing too many clothes.

“I- I can take it off.”

“Yeah I think you should.”

“What… what do you want me to take off?”

“Let’s go with the shirt first, baby. How about that?”

He nods furiously. “Yeah I can do that,” he takes his shirt off in a millisecond, throwing it with your clothes on the floor. 

“Oh, you look so pretty,” you coo, stepping closer to him and lifting his chin up to look at you. You make your way around the bench to be behind him, and you can see him gulp in anticipation. Fuck, you were loving this a little too much. You trace his biceps with your finger. “Your arms, I love your arms, you know that? So big and strong,” you exaggerate, and he quirks an eyebrow at the suspicious comment. This doesn’t sound like it was getting to a nice praising place. “And your body, I mean your abs. Your thighs, your thighs are so pretty, baby,” you crouch a bit, still behind him, wrapping yourself around his back so you could snake your arms to his thighs, still only tracing them with a single finger. “So how come you lost to me like a bitch?”

That seems to remind him very well of what was happening.

“It- it was one time.”

“One time you lost to me. But you’ve barely ever won, have you?”

He stays quiet. 

“Come on, baby, talk to me…” you pout, snaking your arms around his torso and kissing his neck.

“N-no.”

“Did you like that you lost to me baby?”

Quiet again.

“Did it turn you on?” You whisper in his ear and you can feel him take in big a breath. .

He couldn’t even look at you .

“Oh, pretty boy, I wanna hear your voice!”

He gulps again. “It- it turned me on,” he confesses. 

“I never knew you were into this sort of thing.”

“Me- me neither.”

“Do you like it when I’m stronger than you? When I tell you what to do?”

You remove yourself from his body entirely, and he whips his head at record speed to look at you, desperate for your touch again. You circle the bench once again, standing in front of him. You grab his jaw and lifts his head up to look at you, your other hand messing with his hair. “So pathetic. I’ve barely done anything to you and you’re this hard.”

You finally sit yourself down on his thighs, legs on either side of his torso, and he immediately and instinctively grabs your ass ‘for support’ as he’s always insisted with a grin. 

“You’re so fucking pathetic you’ll do anything I tell you to. Won’t you?” You pout, tilting your head.

“I’ll- I’ll do anything you want.” 

“That’s a good boy,” you mess with and pet his hair again. You loved it when it was just long enough for his curls to appear. 

He shivers. “Can you say it again?”

“Oh, no can do, baby. You’ll have to keep being a good boy to earn it.”

“I’ll- I’ll be a good boy, okay?”

You nod silently, your arms draped around his neck, and you pull yourself closer to get access to his face. You kiss along his jawline slowly, paying extra attention to the spots just under his ears, which made him shiver like crazy. When you find it sufficient, you move down to his neck, and he lets you, tilting his head to the side. You kiss down his neck, trying your best to not leave any marks. He’s still shivering now, and you know him well enough to know he’s okay, but can’t resist teasing him a bit more. 

“Oh no, baby, you’re trembling! Is everything okay?” You feign ignorance.  He doesn’t reply. “Aw are you too horny to speak to me? Is that the issue?” You mock.

He lifts his hips for some friction, an involuntary tell that he was enjoying this too. “Aw, do you like it when I’m mean to you? Huh?” You lift his chin again. He begrudgingly nods his head yes. You smile and move your hand from his chin to his cheeks, squeezing both off them. “Does my baby like it when I’m in control? When I handle you like this? When I call you names?” 

He tries to reply, but can’t really with you squeezing his face like that. 

“Oh I can’t hear you baby!” You let go of his face. “You’re gonna have to say it again.”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, I- I like it when you’re mean to me.” 

“I know, baby boy. I can feel it.” With no other warning, you palm him through his shorts. He was impossibly hard. Knowing he was liking this was for sure improving your confidence. The moment your hand meets his crotch his breathing becomes unsteady and he thrusts his hips up again, wanting more. You start kissing along his neck as you keep feeling him up through the shorts, and then he is gone. He lets himself let out delicious moans you would play on repeat if you could, tilting his head back to grant you better access to his neck. He wants more, and you know he does. But you want to hear him say it. 

After a few minutes, he does. 

“Please take it off.”

You press a gentle kiss to his neck, containing a grin. “What are you talking about, babe?”

“My shorts, take them off, please. Please, take them off.”

You press a quick peck on his lips this time. “You beg so pretty, baby. I think I’ll need more of that.”

He looks confused.

“Anything I tell you, right?” 

He nods. 

“Good. Eat me out.”

His eyes widen at the bluntness of it all. And then he realizes what you meant by needing more of his begging: you weren’t going to solve his little problem all that soon. 

“I- yes. Yeah.” 

You pull yourself off of him and he stands up as quickly as humanly possible, grabbing your hand and yanking you to Sensei’s office, rushing to move everything that was on his desk. You catch his drift and pull yourself up to sit on it. You’re so enthralled you don’t even really have the time to rethink what you’re doing and where you are. Miguel gets himself on his knees, and the sight of it from above is breathtaking. 

“Are you sure you wanna be on your knees? They’re gonna hurt.” You ask him, seriously this time.

“I don’t care,” is all he says, dismissing the thought. He pulls you closer to the edge of the desk, and you let yourself lean back on your elbows. He brings a hand up your thigh and takes off your underwear, you lift your hips up to help. 

He brings both his hands to your thighs, slowly pulling them apart, opening your legs. 

He wastes no time before diving in, startling you when, in a second, his head is between your thighs while his hands squeeze them hard and his mouth is suddenly on you. 

He moves his tongue up and down your clit, occasionally circling around it. Now and then he takes a long lick, from your hole to your clit, letting out a moan from time to time as he tastes you, and he picks up on the shaky breaths and loud moans you let out at that (and the way your hands fly to his hair, slightly pulling it.) 

He moves his tongue to your hole, licking and kissing around it before getting it inside.

It makes you almost want to scream out his name. 

“Oh my god. You’re being so good to me, baby. Please don’t stop-” 

You can feel his smile. 

He takes one of his hands off of your thigh and moves it to thumb at your clit as he keeps fucking you with his tongue. The feeling is heavenly, but you can’t help but want more. 

“Your fingers.” Is all you say, and he gets it.

Normally in a situation like this he’d be teasing you in some way, but right now just the thought of upsetting you with that and having you leaving him to finish himself off, or something down that lane, got him quiet. 

He changes what he’s doing, going back to flicking your clit with his tongue, and slowly inserting one of his fingers. You decide you want to tease a bit more. “That all you got?” You challenge him, knowing exactly what you’re doing. He inserts another finger, not taking the care to do it slowly this time, and he pushes them deep inside you, curling them upwards to make sure you felt it.

You let out a moan that’s so pornographic you’re almost embarrassed at it, but you can feel him grin at it, pleased with the reaction. He keeps on, but at a slow pace. In other instances, you didn’t mind some slow, passionate sex. You loved it, even. But right now you wanted to be fucked.

“Harder.”

He pulls his head up to kiss you. You let him. As you make out, your taste still on his tongue, his fingers thrust harder, deeper inside you, making you moan into his mouth, which Miguel seemed to enjoy a little too much.

You can feel yourself brimming an orgasm, and your words become nonsense as he keeps on, your noises becoming so higher-pitched you can barely register you’re the one making them. 

“Fuck I’m gonna cum. Baby, I’m gonna cum. Holy fucking-“

It hits you suddenly, killing your train of thought. Your body trembles as he keeps thrusting his fingers into you, letting you ride out your high. He laps it all up gladly, but you pull him away, your clit oversensitive. 

That doesn’t mean you didn’t want more.

“Everything okay?” 

“Yes, baby. You were such a good boy. But I want you to fuck me now.” 

Miguel was still not used to you being this blunt. And honestly neither were you, for the matter. The words just kept coming out. 

“What- what do you want me to do?” 

You get close to his ear and whisper. “Whatever you want, baby.”

His eyes widen. Whatever he wants. 

 He pulls you off the desk and wordlessly takes you back to the locker room. He leaves you for a second to retrieve a condom from his bag. A prepared man, you’d say.

You manage to take a better look at him and laugh. He furrows his eyebrows together. “What?”

“You look so fucked out right now.”

He rolls his eyes at you and takes off his shorts, kicking them away. He goes to pull his boxers down but you stop him, stroking him in an agonizingly slow pace. He lets out a groan. “Please stop, I’m not gonna last.”

“Oh poor you.” You yank his boxers down. His dick is so hard it must be painful. And all from losing a fight and being called mean names. He walks the two of you backwards until your back is against a wall. He puts the condom on and looks at you for a green light. 

“Go on, baby.” 

He nods, pressing his cock into your hole slowly, letting you adjust to the intrusion.

“Fuck.” You breathe out.

“Was that a good fuck or a bad fuck? Does it hurt?”

“I’m alright. It was a good fuck.”

“Okay.” He hikes up one of your legs to his waist, and you think he’ll be content with that position, but he hikes up your other leg too, pressing your back even more firmly to the wall and supporting your weight by holding firmly onto the back of your thighs. 

“Woah what are you doing?”

He doesn’t bother responding, thrusting into you experimentally. 

“Holy shit.”

That is enough for him. His thrusts become harder, deeper, faster. He hadn’t realized just how desperate he was until now. 

Hitting the spot inside you that made you see stars with every thrust, it doesn’t take long for his breath to quicken and his thrusts to become sloppier. “I’m gonna- can I-“

Was he trying to ask for permission to cum? Holy fucking shit, that was hot.

“Shh, it’s okay baby. You’ve been so good. You can cum.”

“Thankyouthankyouthankyou,” he chanted.

 You laugh as his desperation, but it quickly turns into a moan, with Miguel eager to cum and fucking you so hard now you can’t even understand how he could still hold up your weight while doing that. Bless you universe for giving you a strong, strong boyfriend. But all of that didn’t matter now, because he was fucking you so good you could feel the familiar sensation of an orgasm building again.

“Please don’t stop.” That was the first time you begged him for something the whole time.

“I won’t, mi amor.” Oh, that broke you. That one pet name didn’t come out all that frequently, so when it did, you felt giddy on the inside. 

With a few more thrusts, both of you reach your high, and at that point Miguel did have to pull you down, although your legs currently trembled so hard it was a little difficult to stand, but he helps you out after tying the condom up and throwing it away.

“Holy shit,” you finally let out. 

“Holy shit,” he agrees. 

“What were you saying about your loser kink again?”

“Will you shut up about that?” He smiles.

“Was I too mean to you? I might’ve gotten a little carried away."

He looks down to the floor in embarrassment as if he hadn’t just fucked you into oblivion. “I liked it.”

“That’s good baby. So, shower?”

“Yeah you stink,” he makes a disgusted face, plugging his nose and everything just to irritate you. 

You roll your eyes at him. 

A/N: pls be kind to me and cut me some slack i've never posted smut before 😭 i promise ive had sex before 😭 fighting for my life lmao

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Chapter 1- Anonymous Conversations

Unravelling Max's Mystery (Max Verstappen x Online Friend!Reader)

Series Masterlist

Summary- Y/N formed an unexpected bond with a boy behind the screen. He doesn't have many interest it seems, except for reading her stupid poems.

{Reader's POV}

12/07/2012

Dear Diary, Stella is leaving for Canada tomorrow forever. Today was the last day of school before the summer break so I went to Stella's house after school. It's so shitty, how can she leave me like this and before the start of high school. I don't have any friends other than her, what am I supposed to do??? This isn't fair, first Faye moved back to her home country a couple years back and now Stella. It's like they don't even care about me. I made a google plus account so we can stay in touch. Actually everyone's on google plus, I'm just late to the party. I'm sure we'll still be close.

02/01/2013

OMG!! I think I'm in love. There's this new boy band, One Direction. Ava told me about them last year but I brushed her off saying they weren't my cup of tea, but OMG!!! They are fucking perfect and I love Niall so much. He's so cute and has the dreamiest eyes and his accent, I'm gonna faint. I bought the Take Me Home album yesterday!! I even put up their poster above my bed, hehe!! Sooooo, I may or may not be writing now. I think I'm gonna be an author. The stuff isn't great like Shakespeare but I'm sure I'll improve. I've written a couple poems and Aria read them and she thinks they are great. I'm gonna start uploading them on google plus. I made a separate page for it, under a pseudonym. If I really improve, maybe I can publish my work.

I was sat at my laptop, typing the latest story I came up with during lunch so I could upload it. There were a lot of people who were reading my work and even encouraged me. There is improvement, but then again, we can do better, I'm sure. My parents aren't very happy with how I'm wasting my time writing instead of focusing on my education since I'm in high school now. I finished typing the story and clicked the upload button, I got a comment on the post. It was from this guy, named Max, just Max. He always read all of my work and writes the nicest comments under them. I haven't spoken to him personally ever since my mother kept warning me about stranger danger and that it could be some 50 year old dude. But his comments are encouraging and make me want to write more. I hope he knows the kind of effect he's having on me.

My birthday is in a couple of days, I don't know what I'll do since I don't really have a lot of friends. Even Aria is away during that time, so I don't really have anyone to go out with. My parents are busy as always.

So, out of desperation or sadness, I don't know which one, I posted on google plus saying that it was my birthday. The first person who replied was Max as always. I really wanna know when this guy sleeps or how he gets any work done if he is online so much. He messaged me personally too, to wish me again and even asked what I did. I couldn't lie because my heart was heavy, so I told him. I literally just unloaded about not having any friends and spending the day alone because work was more important for my parents. He was so nice about it. He spent the next hour talking to me and cheering me up. He's apparently 15, from Netherlands. He loves cats and lives with his dad and sister. He sounds like a fun guy.

After that, both of us ended up chatting on google plus regularly. I would message him immediately after school and spend the next couple of hours talking to him. Some times, he'd be gone a couple weekends but it was no biggy. I'm sure he had other commitments instead of entertaining a dumb teenager.

Max's birthday is on 30 September. I wanted to be the first one, so I stayed up late to match the dutch timings and wished him. He replied a little while later. He wasn't very excited about it. I get it, maybe his friends aren't there or couldn't make it to his birthday. I was gonna cheer him like he cheered me up. I wish I could send him a present. He really was a light in dark time. When I had no friends in school I could rely on, he came like the knight in shining armour. I just want to be a good and reliable friend to him like he is to me. He is such a sweetheart. We've never spoken on call yet. I guess I'm still a little scared and we've only known each other for a few months. I'm gonna hold on that but Max is a genuinely nice person in my eyes. But his dad doesn't sound like the nicest person from what he says, but I can't tell him that his dad is shitty so I just read his texts.

18/12/2013

Dear Diary, Maxie is the cutest. I haven't seen or heard him yet but I feel like he is. Otherwise, why would he encourage me to follow my dreams? He was so understanding and gave great advice. You might wonder why I needed the advice, diary. I told my parents I wanna pursue a degree in literature and we had a huge fight since apparently I'm throwing my life away and I should try to get a proper degree that might get me a job. Apparently, I'm not thinking straight. I've been thinking about becoming an author for some time now, it's my one passion, I've realised. And if it means struggling, I would rather struggle and be happy than be in a dead end job. Just because they are some big shot business people doesn't mean I wanna do that do. ugh!!! I hate them. Maxie calmed me down honestly, he heard me out and told me it was okay to follow my dreams. I think he is such a good friend. I won't tell him that, he has a big ego as is. LOL!!

I've been gaining a lot of traction on my posts on google plus. I have a couple thousand followers but Max is the most active of them all. Max is so effortlessly funny. He did ask one time if we could talk on call, I told him that my microphone was broken. I'm still a little skeptical. I know, even though I'm literally sharing everything with him, I've never spoken on call or video with him. Maybe some day.

04/03/2014

Dear Diary, I got a new phone and a new number. The previous one was one of my parents multiple numbers but this one is my own. I feel like an adult, hehe!! I made a whatsapp, maybe I'll share my number with Maxie and we might start chatting on there. Google plus had become a bit of hassle and I'm not uploading on it like I used to. I usually only open it to talk to Max. I think it would be better to shift it to another service. He's been a little busy this year compared to the last, didn't tell me much but I think it has to do with him being in his final year of high school. Can't relate, but I hope I'm done with high school soon. It fucking sucks. But on the bright side, I've gotten close to Nia and Aria and I could call Aria my best friend but she considers Nia her best friend. I don't mind being her friend. I have Max anyways.

Max has been quite busy lately, but I don't blame him. I would be busy in my final year of high school too. Even with all that, he has taken time out to talk to me. I did share my number with him, so now instead of google plus, which is a barren wasteland, we text on whatsapp. I've suggested talking on call some time when he's free, which hasn't happened yet.

We had set up a time to talk, it was really early here but I didn't mind, I was up anyways. I couldn't wait to hear his voice. I was anxious as well, what if he's some pedophile; all these thoughts raced through my head when my phone rang. Max- Hi, Y/N! Y/N- Hey, Max!! How are you? Max- I'm good, what about you? Y/N- Yeah, I'm good too. haha!! This is so weird talking to you. Max- yeah, you sound pretty. Fuck was he flirting, is this flirting? A million thoughts ran through my head, no one's ever flirted with me before. I felt my cheeks heat up. Y/N- You sound nice too. I mean....you have a nice voice. Max- haha, thanks, this is the first time some one has said that. Y/N- soooo, what have you been up too?? You've been so busy lately. There was a pause on the other end. I heard shuffling. Max- yeah, I've been busy with stuff. I'll be done soon for a while now. Y/N- That's great I need my best friend back! The conversation flowed smoothly. It didn't feel like we were talking on call for the first time. I had a lot of fun talking to Max. He sounds like a teenager, much to my relief. He's just as funny on call as he is on text.

After that, we ended up calling each other regularly. Max would answer my calls whenever but sometimes I felt bad about calling him at the crack ass of dawn in Netherland so I would avoid calling him whenever. He is so kind and listens well but damn does he talk. Every one who knows me calls me talkative, if they heard Max their ears would bleed. But I like hearing him talk, he has the most random and vast knowledge, he's helped me write too many of my papers because I didn't have to research, I could just ask him; he's like a walking encyclopedia.

17/05/2015

Dear Diary, I think I'm in love. It's not some celebrity this time but I think it's Max. I don't even know that dude's last name but I'm in love. He not like the guys in school, he's so mature and funny and sweet and understanding and he supports me so much. I didn't know when or how but I think I love him. Obviously I won't tell him. It's prolly a crush since I have't dated anyone ever. I'll get over it, can't ruin my friendship over this. As is, he has gotten so busy. I think he is going to college. He didn't say it explicitly but why else would he be so busy right now if not applying for colleges. I don't know the dutch education system but I'm sure he busy pursuing higher education. He said he liked cars, I think he'll do something with cars. I didn't really ask in more details. I'm sure he'll tell me when he wants to. We have a chill friendship, we share when and what we want to. Alas, I hope this crush doesn't ruin my friendship.

09/08/2015

This is bad, my crush on Max has only gone on to increase. He's so kind to me, what am I supposed to do? Also he's the only one who can calm me down after a fight with my parents regarding my future. Sadly, he gotten so busy. He's gone for a while every few weeks. But lately he's been free. We've been talking a lot. He sounds a lot more rested lately too. I'm sure college is tough. But he's strong and I know he'll do it.

[Little did Y/N know, Max was busy racing across the world in Redbull's junior team. He was in his first year as a formula one driver, hence he was so busy. Max had no intentions of telling her, he liked being just Max, a guy from Netherlands who could talk to her. He enjoyed the disconnect he got with her]

[strawnarrries]

because im sad about the last show, here's a little imagine about y/n and harry reminiscing the past two years the night before the last show :(

warnings: mentions of sex but nothing graphic

Your eyes fluttered open and you realized it was still dark outside, a sign that it was not quite morning just yet. You're not sure why you woke up. It was like your body knew something was off because when you turned over, the bed was empty beside you.

Rubbing your eyes to clear the sleepy haze, you noticed light coming from under the closed door of the bedroom in the villa you and Harry are staying in. Getting up out of bed, you opened the door and the sudden change in lighting burned your eyes. After getting used to it, you walked towards the kitchen and spotted your husband, leaning up against the counter, sipping on something inside of a mug.

“Harry?” you hummed, walking up to him.

“Oh hey, did I wake you up? I’m sorry," he looked up at you with doe eyes and messy hair sticking up in every direction.

“What are you doing?”

“Can’t sleep.”

You popped your bottom lip out and wrapped your arms around his bare waist, his instinctively wrapping around yours after setting his mug on the counter, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I just can't believe the last show's tomorrow night.”

“Aw, I know. You wanna talk about it?” you hummed, looking up at him with tired eyes.

"I'm gonna miss it. A lot," he whispered, "but at the same time I'm excited for a long break."

"It's bittersweet."

"Yeah," he nodded.

"It's gonna be weird not getting to watch you on stage every night in your sparkly outfits."

He chuckled softly, "You don't get those outfits at home, do ya?"

"No, I get you either naked or in the one stupid shirt that you refuse to throw away even though it's practically in shreds."

"Thought you loved that shirt?" he teased.

You glared up at him before changing the subject, "What'dya think you'll miss the most? Just being on stage?"

"Yeah. Performing. It's one of my favorite things in the world to do. I just get such a rush from being out there and interacting with the fans and hearing them scream my lyrics."

"And hearing them bark at you," you added.

He giggled, "Yes, that too."

"You'll be back though. It's not the end."

“You're right. I feel like this tour was just special for some reason, I dunno. I fear I’m gonna get really emotional tomorrow on stage though. I was holding back tears at the show the other night," he chuckled.

“It’s okay to get emotional. You know me and your mom will be sobbing the entire night."

He smiled softly as he cupped your jaw and rubbed his thumb back and forth across your cheek, "I've been reflecting a lot recently. So much has happened in the last two years. It's wild."

“You've done, like what, 150 shows?”

“169 tomorrow."

“Holy shit, Harry. Most of them were completely sold out too. Do you realize how incredible that is?”

“It's mad. I think this has been the most successful tour I’ve ever been on.”

“Oh, by far.”

“Gonna miss seeing everyone every day. Gonna miss the fans and being up on stage. I've had some of the best shows of my life on this tour.”

“Harryween,” you giggled fondly at the memory that popped into your head.

“That was fun as fuck,” he giggled back.

“You’ve done more than just tour though. So many award shows, Coachella, music videos, you starred in two different movies, Harry.”

“I have,” he nodded, smiling proudly at himself, "Looking back, the amount of love and support that I've gotten from everyone, the fans, my team, my friends, and family, and from you is just - it's - it's so overwhelming like I can't even explain it to you. Like my mind can't comprehend that this is my life. Been 13 years and I still can't believe it."

"'cause you deserve it, baby. With the amount of love you give out and just the type of person you are in general, you deserve everything that's come your way. Have I ever told you how proud of you I am?" you teased, being the fact that those words leave your lips multiple times after every single one of his accomplishments.

"Never. Not once," he chuckled.

“Well, I am,” you hummed pressing a sweet kiss to his sternum, just under where his cross necklace lay, "It makes me feel so prideful that I get to call you my husband."

“Thank you, my love. You know I wouldn't be here without you.”

You rested your head on his warm chest, hugging him tighter, embracing the sweet silence before breaking it, "Can I be honest with you?”

He nodded as you looked back up at him.

“I know it's selfish but a big part of me is excited that it’s over because then I get you all to myself and don’t have to share you with the world.”

“Finally don’t have to hear you nagging for my attention all the time,” he chuckled.

“Heyyyyyy,” you whined.

“I’m joking, baby.”

You rolled your eyes teasingly.

“We have a lot to look forward to.”

“Like what?” he asked, although he knew exactly what you were referencing to, he just wanted to hear you say it.

“You becoming a daddy.”

“Really lookin forward to that. I can’t wait ‘till you have a cute little baby bump.”

“Gotta get me pregnant first.”

"You don't gotta worry 'bout that. We’re gonna be goin' at it all day every day when we’re on holiday next month,” he smirked.

“I can't even explain to you how excited I am for that. Vacation Harry is my favorite Harry."

He grinned, “I love you, Y/N."

“I love you too.”

He leaned down and pressed his lips to yours for a few sweet kisses before you hummed sleepily, “Will you come back to bed with me now?”

“Yeah, c’mon.”

[mafiadad5]

Can I, Be the one for you?

Part 2 (the prequel)

Genre- smut/ kinda plot?

Warnings/ au- Boss to lovers, business trip, unprotected sex, slight choking and degrading, “rope” play, fingering.

Ten x femreader

Word Count- 5k

Summary- Your boss seems to have a problem with you, and loves to tease you and make you work harder than the rest, that’s when you both get invited on a business trip that could change everything, literally. Are you gonna go on this business trip with him or not?

Please continue on…🎀

I sat at my computer, typing a lengthy email to our biggest client.

"Y/n", Xiaojun popped up at my desk, one of my best work friends. "What's up?" I said, my attention on the computer, as I typed quickly, trying to get this email out as fast as I could. "Mr. Kun would like to speak to you in Tens office!" Xiaojun said, as I stopped talking, looking up at him with wide eyes.

"What do you mean Mr. Kun wants to see me, why, am I in trouble?" I got up from my desk, following behind Xiaojun "I don't know, but I'm scared for you" he said while returning to his desk, "Good luck" he said winking at me playfully before smiling.

I walked nervously to Tens office, knocking before someone let me in. As soon as I walked in I saw Mr. Kun sitting at Tens desk and Ten sitting in one of his client chairs, legs crossed as he wore a black suit, his jet black hair slicked back, his elbow on the arm rest and his hand resting on his temple.

"Hello Y/n, you mind taking a seat for me?"

Mr. Kun said, pointing to the client seat next to Tens. Mr. Kun is the biggest man in this company, boss of all the bosses, including my boss Ten, his son; we're all terrified of him. I sat down, looking at him nervously. "So...", he said looking at us. "We have a big client coming in the country tomorrow, and I need one of my area bosses to meet up with them, which I have selected you son, this is going to be big for you." He said as he looked at Ten, his hand not leaving his temple.

"So why is she here then?"

Ten said in a annoyed tone. I scoffed as he looked at me, then rolled his eyes. "Well, I need someone experienced to go with you and help out with the clients, and who else is better fit than you, y/n?" He said as he looked at me. "It's all up to you y/n, but the hotel and food will be free, and you can do anything you want free of charge for your free days, you'll have to stay 2 weeks and will have 2 free days out of the week, plus weekends, also there will be extra pay involved." I sat there looking shocked, Ten hitting the desk in front of me

"Are you fucking kidding me, no she can't come"

he said, clearly irritated. "Ten Lee, watch your mouth, I was talking to her, not you" Mr. Kun said, giving him a stern look before turning to me. "Would you like to go dear?" I looked at Ten, then back at Mr. Kun. "I don't know how my fiancé would feel about that, me going with another guy for 2 weeks?" I said looking at him,

"Gotta call daddy fiancé for approval I see."

Ten said, as he clicked his tongue. "TEN LEE, OUT NOW!" Mr. Kun shouted, as Ten sighed, rolling his eyes, getting up and leaving the room. "So... What will it be?" He said looking at me, clearly embarrassed about his son. "I'll have to talk to my fiancé, I'll email you later tonight sir." I said smiling, getting up from my chair, shaking his hand before leaving the room.

I went outside, there was Ten, leaning on the wall, smoking a cigarette, looking at me pass him. "About to call Daddy Fiancé to ask him for permission to work?" I stopped, "I'm actually about to go home." I said as I continued walking. "No you're not, you have a lot of work to do?"

"That will get done tomorrow."

I said, getting a little irritated, I always work my ass off and he always disregards it. "No it's getting done tonight, you'll be staying here until it's done, do you understand?" he said, as he threw the cig on the ground, putting it out. I turned around, him already looking at me, "Are you kidding me?" he smiled, "No I'm not kidding you, you're staying here with me.” He said as he walked into the building, still smiling.

I went to my car, calling my fiancé.

"Hendery, I was wondering if it was ok if I went on a 2 week business trip, I know you don't like being alone, but it pays really well, and could lead to a promotion as well."

"Yea babe that's ok, anything for money, who is it with?"

"Oh... it's with Ten, but we'll only be together for the clients, nothing else"

he got quiet for a second, "No, you can't go"

"But babe, it's only for work" I sighed

"I said no, we'll talk about this when you get home"

"Ok, but I'm working overtime, so I'll be home around 12am, ok"

"Ok babe I'll see you later, and if I find out you're doing anything with Ten, I'm gonna kill you."

"Ok Hendery, bye."

I made my way back inside the office, sitting at my desk, finishing my emails, and most of the work I had to do.

Everyone had already left the office by now, the time being 9pm. I was writing, focused on the paperwork as I heard someone approach me. I turned and saw Ten, his white dress shirt messily out of his black pants, hair messier than the slick back he once had, and a smirk on his face.

"What?"

I asked glancing at him, looking back at my paper. "I've thought about it, you can go, I apologize for keeping you here longer than you were supposed to be, it was immature and petty, go home." he said looking at me. "Are you serious?" I said, setting down my pen, getting up from my chair. "Yea, I'll walk you out." he said as I got up putting on my jacket, him staring me down, biting his lip.

I touched his chest, pushing him out of the way as he stood in the middle of the walkway, following closely behind me as I made my way to my car. "I'll see you later Ten." I said as I sat in my car, ready to leave "I hope you do." He said smiling in front of my window as I pulled off. What the fuck was that about.

I pulled into my driveway, just ready to rest. I entered my house, once I got in I instantly heard Henderys moans from upstairs "is he seriously..." I whispered while giggling, setting down my keys on the table. I was walking upstairs, a big smile on my face, that’s when I heard a women's voice, a women's moans.

My face instantly dropped as I slowly walked upstairs, getting to our room, hesitating to open the door, scared of what I would find. I took a deep breath before opening the door, my heart dropped as I saw a women on top of Hendery, as he held onto her hips. I stood there quiet, froze as they both got up, her wrapping herself in our sheets. I bit my lip and smiled.

"Baby it's not what it looks like"

he said, coming closer to me. "DONT- Don't touch me." I said, getting out my phone, emailing Mr. Kun, telling him I would go on the business trip, getting a response almost immediately like he was waiting for me to say yes. "What are you doing?" he asked, acting like nothing at all happened. "Texting Ten" I said in a snarky tone. "Are you kidding me, I knew you were..." I stopped him, looking at my phone, booking a hotel room for the night. "Pack up all my stuff and put it in my car." I said looking at him. "Please babe, give me one more chance."

"Or do I need to call Ten to do it?"

He was always insecure about Ten, I never gave him a reason to be, at least I think I didn’t.

He started packing my clothes, begging me to give him another chance, that he would change, his mistress sitting on the bed looking at me. I took off my ring and threw it, looking at her. "Go fetch it, I know you want it." She shook her head. I pointed to the nightstand where his ring and a photo of us sat. "What kind of whore are you to sleep with him, and you knew he was getting married?" She stayed quiet, avoiding eye contact with me.

He carried the last few bags to my car, begging me to stay. I gave him a good slap before ripping the sheets off of her and gathering all of the covers. "This is mine too" I said as I left out the front door, stuffing them into the trash can as he followed me. "Please one more chance, this will never happen again I swear." He cried and pleaded in front of my car window "Wah Wah" I said before rolling up the window and driving away, going to my hotel room and calling it a night. In all honesty, I never loved him, but my family wanted me to stay with him, so I did, which was a mistake.

It was early in the morning, I checked out of my hotel, making my way to work, parking my car in the personal car garage as instructed by Mr. Kun. Shortly after, Ten met me there, parking his car beside mine, him wearing an all black suit, his healthy black hair in a slight middle part. He made my outfit look like nothing, plain.

"Well good morning", he said sounding like the same old Ten, not the guy who talked to me last night. "Goodmorning" I said as the car that was driving us to the airport pulled up. "Daddy Fiancé let you out the house wearing that?" He said as he studied my outfit, a mini black dress, paired with a black blazer. I just ignored him and looked forward as the car pulled in front of us.

Ten looked confused, but opened the door for me, signaling for me to get in, he knows I typically have a reaction, but thought it was just early and I was tired. I numbly thanked him, getting into the car half asleep. The ride to the airport was going to be lengthy, so I just made myself comfortable, falling asleep on the way there and on the whole entire flight.

We got to the hotel, a beautiful luxury, the inside being equipped with a beautiful restaurant and bar, a game room, and a pool on the first floor. I've never seen a hotel so beautiful. Right away, Ten went up to the reception desk, getting our room keys, our chauffeur grabbing our bags and bringing them to our rooms on the top floor, the rooms being beside each other. Ten thanked him and gave him a pretty big cash tip, looking at me before going into his room. I did the same.

My bag already in the corner in the room, I decided to look around the huge hotel room. The bathroom and the room connecting, the bathtub looking like a jacuzzi in itself, the kitchen having complementary red wine, with beautiful crystal wine glasses on the marbled counters. The room lit up, the beautiful city's view peeking out from the curtains as I walked over to the balcony door, making my way outside to take in the view and the fresh air, wrapped in my silky black robe; the smell of familiar cigarettes filling my nose almost immediately.

I looked to the side of me, Ten leaning on the rail of our shared balcony, looking forward to the city with not a care in the world. I took a deep breath, looking back forward, letting everything sink in. Ten knew I was there, but he didn't care, so I didn't care as well. I heard him come closer to me, saying nothing just sticking out his cigarette box, signaling me to get one. I didn't hesitate grabbing one, turning to him so he could light it, the warm fire lighting up our faces. He looked at me, his features just as beautiful as ever, lighting the cig as I avoided eye contact, turning around after he finished.

We sat there, both leaning on the rail, admiring the night sky, the lit up city, the lit up cigs, the noise of cars driving; saying nothing at all and a million words at the same time. Jazz music leaking outside, coming from his room. He put his cig out, setting it down in the gold ashtray that sat beside us, going inside, giving me one more look before shutting his door.

The first day with the client went well, we made all of our plans to meet up with the client again and start the project. Me and Ten went separate ways for a while, I just stayed chilling in my hotel room, getting lunch and taking a nap. It was later in evening, about 10pm. I was sitting in my room watching tv, when I got a text on my phone from Ten

“Let's get a drink, meet me at the bar in 15 mins.”

I stared at my phone for a second, confused as to what was going on, what was going through his head. I got up and went to the bathroom, freshening myself up before heading down to the bar, Ten sitting in his all black suit, hair in a middle part, his hair fluffy and healthy, with two shots in front of him,looking quite bored.

I entered the bar area and he spotted me immediately, sitting up fixing his posture, straightening out his suit blazer. I sat down, crossing my legs because my skirt was pulled up a little. "The Client emailed me." He said smiling slightly, passing me one of the shots. "Mhm what did they say?" he smirked

"He asked if you were single"

I looked forward, avoiding eye contact. "And what did you say?" he stayed quiet, taking a shot in response. "A lot of people like you y/n, maybe because you wear little mini skirts as professional wear." He said looking at my thighs, then looking back up at me. I took a shot, looking at him, then at the bartender signaling for more shots, staying completely silent.

"I can't believe daddy fiancé would let you even wear that in front of me, did you get it from one of the suitcases in your car by secret or...?" I looked at him with a concerned look on my face. "I don't know what you're talking about." I said as I took another shot, looking forward. "The suitcases in your car? Doesn't ring a bell?" I took another shot, getting a little frustrated. "Nope." I said looking at him. "You know it's ok Y/n, right? You can talk to me, tell me what's going on." He said as he grabbed my hand, lightly rubbing my ring finger, where my ring used to be.

"It's really none of your business."

I said aggressively, looking forward, avoiding eye contact. "Did he do something, I told you not to trust him y/n." He said, almost in a whisper, leaning down to my ear. "You told me that out of spite, out of jealousy, because you wanted me Ten, why would I have listened to you?" I said turning and looking at him, his dark eyes shooting daggers into mine.

"Because I knew he couldn't be trusted, after-all he was my old best friend, I knew what type of person he was sweetie, you should've just listened to me. I knew he was gonna run back to that whore in the end, I knew it darling."

He rubbed his hand along my shoulder, looking at it then back into my eyes again. "I can treat you so much better Y/n." He said, his hand sliding down my arm, making his way to my thighs. "Can you?" I said, my voice soft, my face getting closer to his. "Mhm" he said in a soft, almost muffled whisper.

He backed up from me, making me crave his aura close to mine again, getting out his wallet, handing the bartender a $50 bill, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of my chair, leading me to the elevator.

He grew hungrier and hungrier by the second, backing me into the elevator wall as soon as we made it in there, kissing me before the elevator door closed. He gripped onto my hips, pulling my body close to his, kissing me like there was no tomorrow. He bit my bottom lip ever so slightly, his tongue entering my mouth, slowly exploring as he gripped my waist, digging his nails sharply into it, giving me butterflies. I sunk under him as the elevator took for what it seemed to be hours to get to the top floor.

The doors flung opened as a loud ding echoed through the elevator, but that didn't seem to matter to him, we stayed on the elevator, we didn't want to stop, we couldn't stop. I've craved his touch. I've craved it ever since I saw him in that office for the first time in forever, ever since we've been in Highschool together. I wanted him so bad.

"Uhm, excuse me."

Someone cleared their throat in front of the elevator. Ten turned around, lips swollen as we both noticed the person trying to get on the elevator. "Sorry" he said, turning to me, grabbing my waist, looking me deep in my eyes and licking his lips before turning around and walking out the elevator, me following closely behind him.

He unlocked his room door, going inside, stopping me. "What are you doing Y/n." He turned around, staring at me. "Coming into your room." I said looking up at him half way in the door. "Why is that?" He said, pushing me out with his body, exiting the room closing the door behind him. I stayed quiet looking at him, a bit confused. "Hmm?" He hummed, basically demanding an answer. I sighed turning away about to head to my room "Nevermind." I said in a disappointed tone, but he grabbed my arm, pulling me towards him again.

"No, tell me what you want from me, tell me why you want to come into my room."

He said looking me into my eyes, sending electric signals throughout my body. "I just wanted to get more wine." He looked at me, turning away, opening his door again. "You've already had enough to drink." He said before going in his room completely, leaving me in the silent hallway alone.

I was all freshened up, only in underwear and a black silky robe. I decided I wanted some fresh air before I slept so I decided to go out onto the balcony, sitting my arms on the rail, leaning over, taking in the fresh air and the beautiful view of the night city and sky.

I heard the balcony door slide open, not looking behind me because I already knew who it was. I looked down, feeling his hands glide over my back as he stood beside me, I tried to avoid eye contact, but I could feel his tense stare on me as he dragged his fingers along my arm. "What are you doing Ten?" He dragged his finger up my arm, moving to my shoulder and slowly down my back. "Can I not be on our shared balcony Y/n?" He said, his tone dark and seductive. "Tell me, why did you want to come on this balcony? What did you want on this balcony." I said, my voice shaky as his fingers dragged further and further down my back. He grabbed my waist, backing me into the wall, our faces almost touching as he looked me into the eyes.

"Do you really want to know what I want on this balcony"

His hands were in my rob, holding my bare hips, his soft delicate fingers feeling my skin, making me weak as I nodded. "I just wanted to give you the wine you asked about earlier." I grabbed his shirt, pulling him closer to me, my leg in between his. I could feel his black pants on my bare legs as I could also feel his boner.

"Just tell me the words y/n, tell me the words that you want my wine, and I'll give it to you, I'll give it all to you, just tell me you want it, tell me baby."

His voice was in a desperate whisper, his hands gripping tighter on my hips.

"I want it."

He instantly pulled me into a kiss, grabbing my waist and pulling me closer till I couldn't come any closer to him anymore. He hungrily kissed me, tearing my lips apart. "You don't know how long I've wanted this." He said as he broke this kiss, gasping for air, looking me into the eyes before diving back into the kiss. He wrapped my legs around his torso, carrying me into his room, closing the door behind him, not breaking the kiss as he carried me to the kitchen, setting me down on the counter. 

He opened my legs as he kissed down my jawline, making his way to my neck, sucking softly while opening the drawer. I played with his hair pulling him deeper as the sucking became more intense. He grabbed a condom out of the box in the drawer, pulling down his pants and boxers, looking me into the eyes as he ripped the condom open with his teeth, smiling while helping me off the counter, bending me over on it. He moved my underwear out of the way, sliding two fingers between my folds.

"Fuck you're so wet."

He positioned himself behind me, placing his tip at my entrance, rubbing it up and down, making me take deep breaths. "Are you sure you want to do this darling?" He said, moving my robe up, gliding his finger down my bare back, sending shivers down my spine.

"Yes, please I want this."

That was all he needed to hear before instantly entering me, grabbing my hips and sinking himself into me. I let out a gasp, closing my eyes from the pleasure. He made his way in and out of me, his fingernails sinking into my skin, giving me a sensation like I've never felt before. "You okay baby? Let me know if you want me to slow down." He said, his voice dark and soft, fucking my brain even more, making me moan out.

"No...Please give it to me."

He chuckled "Aw look at you, my pretty little whore, I didn't know you were like this y/n." he went harder, making my body jolt with every thrust, leaning down kissing my back, making his way up to my ear, moaning softly. "Tell me how you want it baby, say the word and I'll do it for you."

"Go faster" I managed to moan out

"ok baby I'll go faster."

My body melted under his touch, under his sweet words, my eyes rolling back into my head as he went faster and harder, my moans spurring out loudly, my bark arched under him. He went at an unimaginable pace, his moans and whimpers getting louder, sweet sounds of love and lust filling the room, echoing through the walls. "Oh shit I'm about to come" I said, moaning loudly, feeling his hands on my body, his soft lips on my neck, him inside me, driving me over the edge.

"Go ahead baby, do it. Do it for me" his thrust got sloppier as he went even faster, hitting my g-spot making my body tense up violently. I gasped as I reached my climax, my legs weak under him, deep breathing filling the room. My stomach felt tight as my body shivered. He turned me around, kissing me deeply, picking me up, wrapping my legs around him, carrying me to his bedroom.

"I'm not done with you yet."

He said as he laid me down, the cold sheets chilling my hot back. He placed a messy kiss on my hot lips again before placing his tip at my entrance. "Wait" I said, him stopping immediately looking at me in a worried expression.

"What's wrong baby?"

"Take it Off" I Said, looking at the condom tightly wrapped around his dick. "Darling..." he paused,

"Are you sure Y/n?" He said looking at me, rolling the condom off his dick. "Yes, I want to feel you, all of you, every inch of you. Don't go easy on me." I looked at him, sitting up in front of him as he looked down at me, shooting daggers into my eyes, looking down trying to avoid eye contact.

"Look at me."

He said, lifting my chin up. "Take off your robe." I obliged instantly, almost ripping it off of me. "Give it to me." He said in a husky voice, the twinkle that was once in his eyes disappearing into something far more lustful. I handed him my robe, the cool air in his room chilling me as it slid off my shoulders. He looked up as he grabbed the robe, removing the long piece of soft silky fabric from the belt loops, throwing the robe to the side.

"Give me your hands."

I slowly lifted up my hands as he grabbed them, placing my inner wrist together, tying them together with the belt of the robe, securing it tightly, but still making sure I was ok. He pushed me back onto the bed, my bare back making contact with the cold white sheets on his king sized bed. He lifted my right leg onto his shoulder, my left leg going around his waist.

“Tell me you don’t want this anymore.”

He said, dragging his finger down my thigh. I wanted it, I wanted everything, every single drop. “please.” I whispered out. His finger slowly dragged down my inner thigh, making his way lower and lower until he made his way to my clit, his thumb rubbing circles around the sensitive bud. “I can’t hear you darling.” “Please.” I said speaking louder, my breathing getting heavier as he rubbed faster, now slipping in a finger from my dripping core.

“Please what?”

He said, making direct eye contact with me, wet sounds filling the room as he fingered me harder, adding in another finger, his thumb still massaging my clit. I moaned out loud, throwing back my head, “Please, I want to do this Ten.” Hearing me moan out his name awoke something in him. He took his fingers out of me, instantly ramming himself inside of me, making me throw my head back from the pleasure and the pain of him hitting my cervix. He grabbed my waist, pulling my body towards him every-time he thrusted in, going at an unimaginable speed.

“Fuck”

He grunted, placing his right hand around my neck, his thumb dragging up my chin, entering my mouth, pulling down my bottom lip. I melted into his touch, moaning loudly as he pounded into me. He grabbed my leg that was around his waist, placing messy kisses on it before lifting it onto his shoulder like the other leg. “You like that, hmm?” He said, his black hair messily in his face, his voice sounding breathless as wet sounds, bed creaks, and the sounds of our skins thrashing together resonated in the room. I nodded, moaning loudly, head thrown back as he hit my sweet spot harder and harder, my body jolting back with every passionate thrust.

“Words princess.”

He said in almost a growl, his thrust becoming sloppier as he went rougher, little whimpers exiting out his mouth as he threw back his head. “Yes” I managed to get out, panting and moaning loudly as he hit my g-spot. I reached out my fingers and rubbed my clit with my finger, my hands still being tied together making it difficult, but Ten instantly stopped me, throwing my hands above my head. “That’s my job.” He said as he spat on my pussy, rubbing my clit with his thumb, while still thrusting in and out of me quickly. Waves of pleasure and sensation vibrated all over my body as I felt him everywhere on me.

“Do you know how beautiful you look under me.”

He said, looking me into my eyes. My body tensed up as I tightened my walls against him, reaching my high at once. “Im coming.” I screamed as my body jolted, my legs starting to shake uncontrollably, moans spurring out of my mouth. He moaned desperately as he started going faster, his last few thrust getting sloppier as he let out a choked moan, throwing his head back as he exited out of me, finishing on my stomach, his warm liquid oozing down my skin. Heavy breathes filled the room as he looked at me, his dark eyes twinkling again as he leaned down, giving me a deep passionate kiss.

“I’m gonna go run us a bath ok.”

He said as he untied my hand, looking at me then kissing my forehead before leaving me in the room alone.

We sat in the bathtub, the warm bath water helping me with my sore lower half. I sat in his lap as his hands massaged my shoulders.

“So what now Y/n?”

I moved his hands from my shoulders to my waist, wrapping them around me.

“I don’t know, what now Ten?”

I said, laying on his shoulder as I closed my eyes.

“I don’t know, but I know I loved being with you tonight.” He said, kissing my shoulder.

“Me too Ten.”

part 2 (prequel)

[lovelykil]

IK I KEEP REQUESTING BUT ON THE 8TH COULD U DO A ONE SHOT WHERE KYLE (and the other 3 or other characters if u want idc) CELEBRATE THE READERS BIRTHDAY BC THAT'S MY 16TH BIRTHDAYYYYYYY🩷🖤💜

AND I'M SOOOOO EXCITEDDDDDD🎂🎉🎁

surprise─

kyle x reader

note; happy BIRTHDAY 🎀🎀🎂 @batty4-draculaura also pretend Kyle has a TV in his room 💥💥

"kyle you alright? Your leg is bouncing like crazy."

"I'm fine."

"you su—"

"fuck off"

the ginger stared down his bestfriend with a glare that made stan shrug and return to messing with his guitar strings. Kyle's leg bounced with every thought.. it was strings of different ones, but the occurring one was your birthday.

It was tomorrow and he still had no idea what the hell he wanted to do for you, did you want a big surprise? Or just a small one?

did you want to go somewhere or stay home?

lots of people or just you and him??

CAKE OR NOT?

"auugghhhhh!" Kyle groans out loud, slamming his face down onto Stan's pillows. Stan looks over and snickers, "soo nothing is wrong?"

"fuck OFFFF"

. . .

"you think that's gonna work?" Kyle asks as he makes his way out of the front door. Stan shrugs going to lean against the door frame as he watches Kyle exit his home.

"It's something isn't?" Stan raises his brow, his hands folded to his chest. Kyle stands to process the advice he was given then shrugs just like his friend and hums.

"I guess, it's simple but also romantic. Huh, who knew you could come up with something like that." Kyle teases which gets a reaction from the ravenette, he flips him off shortly after that insult.

kyle smiles and waves him goodbye then sets off to make his friend's advice a reality.

. . .

The next day

it was a normal day at school, the bus came, you hopped in, Kyle joined you and gave you a treat for breakfast well that wasn't particularly normal but you gratefully accepted it anyway.

your friends at school wished you a happy birthday, some giving you a big hug that took you by surprise. Kyle watched beside you with a gentle smile but his mind wandered off again.. he wasn't so sure if you would love his gift.

when school ended you groaned and got on the bus, "Dude look what Tolkien got me, airpods!! Can you believe that?" You took the case from out of the bag to show the ginger. Kyle's eyes widen at such a gift, but then again this was Tolkien so.

"You don't sound so happy about receiving it though?" He passes the gift back to you. You hum, putting it back inside the bag with other gifts. "I am happy it's just such an expensive gift, I'm not that special." Kyle watches you lightly laugh then he looks away.

"oh, but you are.." the teen whispers into the distance as his mind begins to wander once more throughout the bus ride.

"I also got this panda bear from Wendy, it's so cute isn't?"

"oh it is haha."

"mhm." The two of you start your walk to your house, it was normal for him to walk you home but you can't help but feel.. off.

you click your tongue and stop in your tracks. Kyle notices and does the same with a confused expression painted on his face pale face.

"Kyle you've been so weird this whole day, is there something wrong?" He takes a second to process your words, he didn't know it was obvious something was bothering him but it seemed he had no choice but to share his difficulties.

"It's better if I just show you."

"huh?" As soon as you know it he's taking you by the hand, you guys have turned around now heading to his house. Your brows scrunch up trying to figure out what the hell was happening. Once you see that familiar home you guys enter it and head upstairs where then, Kyle lets go of your hand.

he looks at his closed door, seemingly looking very hesitant to open it. You find humor in this and chuckle

"are you gonna turn the knob or.."

"y/n I know it's your birthday and I'm your boyfriend I was supposed to come up with something awesome but.." He pauses then looks over at you. Your laugh ends short and you grow serious, "what are you talking about?"

he sighs, swallows his guilt, and opens the door. The room when open, revealed such an interesting display. He turned his whole room into a mini party one with your favorite snacks on a blanket, a cake of your favorite flavor beside all the snacks, your favorite plushie sitting on his bed with a card leaning against it, and even some birthday balloons were floating around.

it looked like the activity here was to watch your favorite movies judging by the remote sitting nicely on the blanket with all those snacks.

you were in such shock by his cute gesture, that not even a peep was heard when you saw his room you just dropped your bag and covered your mouth.

"oh my gosh kyle.." You manage to finally let out, turning to face him. He was leaning against the now-closed door with his arms crossed, looking conflicted.

"It's so lame I know, I'm sorry.." He mutters, he rubs his face in embarrassment at such a terrible surprise. You walk over to him and guide his hand away from his face, you intertwine your hands with his and look at him straight in the eyes.

"this is the most cutest thing I have ever experienced, you did such a great job please don't beat up yourself. Because I really like it ky." his green eyes seem to light up at your gentle and sincere words.

"you mean it?" He seemed to still be in denial by your words that you leaned in to kiss the worried boy. He fell instantly into the surprise kiss, his lips moved ever so gently with yours as his hand escaped yours to hold your face closer to his. You both smile into the tender and sweet kiss when you pulled away he was a bit sad but still held your face.

"does that answer your question?" You raise a brow with a grin. His pale face was now painted a light red as he nodded at your question. You smile, going in to kiss him once more then pull away.

"well, happy birthday sweetheart."

"awhh thank you, now let's watch some rated r movies"

"with the lights on or—"

"OFF !!"

"loud and clear"

[eddievanhammettmunson]

Timezone

Rockstar Eddie Munson x AFAB reader

Author’s note- hola my ghouls, goblins and fellow gremlins. This fic is based on the song Timezone by Måneskin. I recommend going and giving it a listen. Anyway, enjoy.

Warnings- cursing, smut. Unprotected p in v. Oral (m receiving)

Summary- Eddie is on tour with corroded coffin missing his girl. 3k words

*You're wearing my old clothes, but you, you wear it better. And every time I see your face, the moon should be jealous*

“Hey sweetheart”

“Hey Ed’s. Why are you calling? Shouldn’t you be getting ready”

“Yeah I just wanted to hear your voice. What are you doing right now?”

“Laying in bed….wearing your shirt. I miss you Ed’s.”

Eddie sighs and rubs a hand over his face. He misses you too. Like crazy actually. He thought living out his dreams would be more fun but it’s proving to be exhausting and without you by his side everything is taking a toll on him.

“I miss you too doll. I gotta go get ready but keep my shirt on will ya? Looks better on you anyway.”

“I will. Hardly take your clothes off anymore since you left. Have fun at the show Ed’s. I love you.”

*And I’ll keep talking to the wall ‘till he’s a friend of mine

I call you every hour just to tell you that I’m losing my mind*

After the show the first thing Eddie does is run off stage and call you. Even though you just spoke on the phone before the show. It’s become more like this lately. Not being able to stand being apart from your voice even.

“Hey sweetheart.”

“Hi Ed’s. Why are you calling so late?”

“I’m going crazy here without you doll. Being stuck on these buses and planes with Gareth and the guys is driving me crazy. God I miss you.”

“I miss you too Ed’s you know that but look on the bright side. You’re out there following your dreams. Now I hate to do this Ed’s but I have to go. I'm supposed to be asleep right now and I have work in the morning okay. I love you.”

“I love you too, sweets.”

You hang up the phone and go to sleep hugging yourself in your bed.

*Now I know you’re sleeping

Where I’m supposed to be in

Wish I could have stayed*

After you hang up the phone Eddie sighs on the other end. He goes back to his room for the night and strums away on his guitar for a bit lost in thought. Every thought in his mind are just thoughts of you and how it would be to hold you right now. How it would feel to be inside you, beside you, always. He falls asleep holding his guitar.

*Only thing that keeps us apart

Is seven thousand miles, running like a mad dog

Only thing that keeps us apart

Is a different timezone

So fuck what I'm dreaming, this fame has no meaning

I'm coming home

Only thing that keeps us apart

Is a different timezone*

The next day at practice a fight broke out between Gareth and Eddie. Eddie storms off and goes to sit in his room when Gareth knocks on the door.

“Fuck off man!”

“Fuck you Eddie open the door so we can work this out”

Eddie sighs and opens the door and Gareth walks in and sits on the edge of Eddie’s bed.

“Eddie what the fuck is going on with you man? You’re so on edge, man.”

Eddie sighs and runs his hands down his face.

“I don’t know man. I just….”

“You just what?”

“I miss y/n man. And Wayne. It’s just a lot harder being away from home than I thought.”

Gareth walks over to Eddie and puts a hand on his shoulder.

“Eddie, it's okay to miss them. I miss my family too.”

“I’m going crazy, man I really am. If I could just see her or have her here it would be better you know?”

*Tomorrow I got another plane, I'm not gonna take it

Instead, I'm gonna fly straight to you, I paid double for the tickets*

At the airport the next day Eddie sat in the terminal debating. The rest of the band is flying off to Vegas for their next concert in 4 days and he’s supposed to be getting on that plane. But then why is he standing here looking at flights to Indiana.

“Eddie!”

Gareth calls Eddie across the terminal. If he’s gonna get on that plane he has to do it now.

“Eddie!”

“I’ll catch you in Vegas Gareth.”

“Where the hell are you going man.”

“I’m going to see my girl.”

“You’re gonna be in such deep shit man.”

“It’s worth it if I get to see her.”

Eddie walks up to the counter and requests a ticket to Indiana for tonight. They make him pay twice as much for an economy ticket cause there’s only 1 seat left on the plane. Eddie feels like the luckiest guy in the world. Getting on the plane he knows it was the right call. He doesn’t even know if you’ll be home when he gets there but if you aren’t he’ll just wait till you get home.

*And I don't give a shit about the contracts that I signed

And they can say whatever, we'll be making love, I'm fucking you tonight*

Eddie doesn’t get into Hawkins until around 10 pm and when he finally gets back to your home it’s around 10:30. He hopes you’re not asleep but he can tell you’re not by the way the light in the living room is still on. He realises you’re probably waiting for him to call you cause he hasn’t called all day. Part of him feels bad cause he knows you’re probably worried but he can’t bring himself to feel too bad when he knows he’s about to see you.

He walks up to the door and knocks. He hears some shuffling and the unlocking of the door when it suddenly swings open and you’re standing there in his Metallica t-shirt and a pair of shorts.

“Eddie! What the hell are y-“

You’re cut off mid sentence by Eddie tackling you back in the breath snatching hug. His face is tucked into your neck and he’s hugging you so hard you can hardly breathe. You hold onto him and run your hands up and down his back in a soothing motion until he finally lets go and steps back just enough to brush some hair out of your face.

“Hi sweetheart.”

“Hi Ed’s.”

Something in your face didn’t look overjoyed to see him. He became concerned that maybe you were mad he was here.

“Everything okay sweets?”

“Yeah Ed’s.”

“You look a little mad sweetheart?”

“Oh no no no! Eddie I’m not mad! God you have no idea how happy I am to see you right now. I’m just worried. What happened? What about the contracts and the concerts? Don’t you have obligations.”

Eddie sighs and runs his hands up and down your arms.

“Yeah I’m gonna be in a little trouble when I meet up with the guys in Vegas in a couple days. But fuck all that sweetheart. Fuck everything. I’m tired. I’m so fucking tired of trying to do this without you. I need you. I need you so fucking bad it’s not even funny. I’ve been losing my mind without you. Fuck the contracts right now. I’ll deal with the consequences later. Just. Just tell me you need me too?”

“Of course I need you Eddie. I’ll always need you.”

“Then will you come with me?”

“What?”

“Come with me. When I go back on tour. I need you there with me babe. I can’t do it without you.”

“I’ll think about it okay. Just tell me what you need at this moment.”

“I need to make love to you right now. I’m fucking you tonight okay baby?”

“Of course Ed’s.”

Eddie captures you in a heated kiss and lifts you off of the ground and carries you into the bedroom. He sets you down gently on the edge of the bed and stands at the end of it. He begins to undress himself and you do the same until you’re both naked at the end of the bed.

“Here rockstar. Let me help you out a bit.”

“What are yo-“ Eddie watches as you get onto your knees. You reach up and stroke his cock until it’s hardened in your hand. You pay special attention to the tip as you drool a little bit on the end and use your drool to smear down the shaft and work your way back up.

Eddie is a moaning mess above you.

“Oh f-fuck sweetheart. You have no idea how much I missed this.”

“How about this?”

“How about wh-OH FUCK”

Is all Eddie manages to say before you’ve taken him into your mouth quickly and sank down until he’s hitting the back of your throat and you’re gagging. You suck anyway. Bobbing your head up and down and up and down faster and faster as Eddie loses all composure above you. He’s got his hand in your hair guiding your head.

You press your tongue up against his tip and suck the precum leaking from him and he thinks he might just lose his load then and there so he reluctantly pulls your head off his cock.

“What happened Eddie? Did I bite you or something?”

“No no no sweetie I just really wanna fuck your right now and if I let you keep going I was gonna lose it all.”

“We’ve got all night for you to fuck me eddie.”

“I know baby I know but I need this right now. I need you right now. Not just your mouth baby. I wanna make love to you.”

Eddie kneels down to your level and places a kiss on your lips before pushing you to where your back is against the mattress. He slithers a hand between the two of you while you kiss and he begins to rub your clit for a little while until he thinks you’re wet enough.

He removes his hand from your clit and you whine at the loss of contact. You watch as he begins reaching into the night stand to retrieve a condom but you grab his arm and stop him. He looks down at you in shock.

“Fuck sweetheart are you sure?”

“Yeah Ed’s. I’ve missed you so fucking much. Need to feel you. All of you.”

“Holy fucking shit baby you can’t just say shit like that to me you’re gonna make me bust before I’m even in you.”

You laugh and slap his arm and he laughs and leans in to kiss you. The kiss becomes all tongue and clashing teeth as the two of you grind into each other harder and harder until either of you can’t stand not being joined as one.

He spreads your legs and lines himself up with your entrance and pushes in. The stretch is divine. After being gone for a few months you feel incredibly tight to Eddie and he almost feels like he’s going to pass out from the pleasure he’s feeling. Not only is he getting to fuck you right now. But he’s getting to fuck you raw. Boy you both have got it bad for each other.

But Eddie meant it when he said he wanted to make love to you. He pulls out almost all the way and then pushes back in roughly and all the air is knocked out of you. Every stroke is deep and slow. The roll of his hips is a steady rhythm. He’s hanging onto the head bored behind you as he needs it to steady himself as he fucks into you so deeply.

You’ve pretty much already melted beneath him but when he finds that one spongy spot inside you that makes your entire body convulse around him he knows to hit that spot. With the next roll of his hips he sneaks the hand not holding the headboard down between the two of you and begins rubbing your clit in figure eights.

You’re holding onto him for dear life. Scratching down his back with your nails. Running your fingers through his hair.

He pulls back to look into your eyes and you’re overcome with emotion. All the love you two have for each other is pouring out at this moment. You can see and feel how much he loves you and you just can’t hold back as you begin to sob.

Eddie seems to understand as he reaches he rests his forehead against yours and you hear him sniffle a little bit. He rolls his hips again and you let out a broken moan through tears. Grabbing onto him even tighter than you thought you could.

Instead of stopping Eddie just leans down and licks the tears off your face and pushes in a little deeper and you can begin to feel your orgasm building in your tummy. Eddie knowing you and knowing your tells can tell you’re close and knows he’s rushing towards his orgasm as well.

Eddie begins kissing and sucking all over your body. Marking you up and leaving hickies all over you. His mouth reaches your breasts and latches on to your nipple and begins to suck away.

The combination of his cock driving into you, his mouth on your breast, and his hand on your clit is enough to have you hurtling towards the edge. Screaming Eddie’s name into the night.

Eddie keeps driving into you chasing his own orgasm as he begins to speed up. You want to ensure you feel all of him so you wrap your legs around him to prevent him from pulling out.

“F-fuck sweets are you sure?”

“Yes Eddie. P-please cum in me I need to f-feel you”

Eddie cums right then and there. His whole body is rigid as your body milks him for all he’s worth and he paints your walls white. He swears in that moment he’s never cum that much or that hard in his life.

His body slumps on top of yours and he wraps his hands behind your back and presses you into him as he leaves tiny kisses up and down your shoulder as the both of you breathe deeply.

The two of you fall asleep cuddled in each other breathing each other in.

*Now I know you're sleeping

Where I'm supposed to be in

Wish I could've stayed*

The next 2 days are over in a flash and before you know it you’re standing in the airport saying your goodbye to Eddie. You decided not to join him on the last leg of his tour because he only had a few more cities to go before he’d be home anyway and you couldn’t afford to take the time off work. But you promised you’d go with him on the next tour and this time as he said goodbye you sent him off with a kiss, a scrunchie, and a box full of Polaroids to look at.

“Sweetheart you’re sure you don’t wanna come with me?”

“Wanting and being able to are two different things, Eddie. Of course I want to go with you. But I think we both know I can’t right now. We’ll call each other everyday and then see each other in a few weeks anyway when the tour is over. You can make it Eddie. It’s your dream, remember.”

“My dream doesn’t mean shit without you honestly.”

You laugh a little bit and wipe a stray tear.

“I promise I’ll come with you on the next tour in a few months Eddie. But you always have me. Whether I’m with you in person or not. This is your dream and I’ll be right here waiting for you when you come back. It’ll all be worth it.”

He kisses you on the forehead and you watch as he boards the plane and takes off. You both cry when the other person can’t see you.

Eddie lands in Vegas and gets in trouble with his team but says it was worth it and that he’ll most likely do it again in the future.

*Only thing that keeps us apart

Is seven thousand miles, running like a mad dog

Only thing that keeps us apart

Is a different timezone

So fuck what I'm dreaming, this fame has no meaning

I'm coming home

Only thing that keeps us apart

Is a different timezone*

The rest of the tour goes well. Eddie and you call each other pretty much everyday when you’re able to. Eddie still misses you like crazy and of course you miss him but being able to see him for those couple days really helped the both of you. Eddie came back to the tour feeling refreshed from seeing his girl. His arguments with the bad went way down in numbers. But he still couldn’t wait for the tour to be over. Eddie began a countdown till when he’d be able to see you again.

“3 more days Gareth!”

“3 more days till what Eddie?”

“3 more days till the tours over Gareth? Duh! 3 more days till I can see my girl again!”

Gareth laughs and leaves Eddie’s room.

*So fuck what I'm dreaming, this fame has no meaning

I'm coming home

Only thing that keeps us apart

Is a different timezone*

Three days later Eddie plays his last concert in Los Angeles and thanks the crowd. He dedicates his last song to his girlfriend back home. Once the concert is over the first thing Eddie does is rush off stage and find the nearest phone where he dials your number.

“Hi Ed’s! How was the show?”

“It was a great show baby, the crowd was amazing. You know what’s even more amazing?”

“What’s amazing baby?”

“The fact that I have a flight an hour from now.”

“What! Eddie, I thought you wouldn’t be home till tomorrow at the earliest!”

“Pulled some strings baby. I’m coming home. Be ready. Once I get home you’re not getting rid of me. No more separation.”

“Never. I’ll be ready when you get here Eddie.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

[callsign-dexter]

My Daughter, My Heart Pt. 1

Summary: Jake gets his papers and instead of talking it out with his long-term girlfriend he does something that is beyond repairable.

Pairings: Jake Seresin x Ex-Girlfriend (OC: Elizabeth Taylor), Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: angst, cursing, heartbreak

Masterlist

My Daughter, My Heart

Prolog Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

The alarm on Jake's phone is what woke him up. He was quick to wake up and turn it off and when he did so he looked over at his girlfriend of 5 years and smiled at her sleeping form. He loved her he really did but the thought of him getting deployed and him having to break her heart when he didn't come back broke him even though he didn't let anyone see it. Breaking out of his thoughts he slowly got up and looked at the time and the clock read 5:30 AM he sighed and got up and started getting ready for the day.

Once a shower was done and everything to do in the bathroom was done he was heading to the kitchen. Jake started the coffee to get it going for both him and Elizabeth as the coffee was going he went outside to the mailbox. Most of the time he would get in a morning run but decided against it he could do it after work. As he was walking down the driveway their neighbor Mrs. Allen was out walking her dog. "Hi, Jake!" She said excitedly and Jake smiled.

"Hello, Mrs. Allen. Early start of your day I see." He said as he was opening the mailbox and grabbing the mail.

"Yes! I'm going to be out for most of the day and need to get the energy going." She said and he smiled and nodded. Jake was dressed in his Navy ABUs. He would get changed into his flight suit once he got there.

"I understand that. Well, it's been nice talking to you!" Jake said as he waved to her with the mail in his hand.

"You too, Jake! I'll see you around." She said and he smiled and nodded and headed up the house. When he got in there he heard the shower running and he smiled because that meant that Elizabeth was up and getting ready for the day.

As Jake was looking through the mail he found nothing too exciting than one piece stuck out to him it was labeled with the Navy's official stamp and his name sprawled across it. He put down the rest of the mail and opened that piece. They were sending him on a 1-year long deployment and his heart dropped to his stomach when he saw that they were sending him Saturday night, tomorrow night. He truly did love deployments but that also meant a chance of him not coming home. When he heard the patter of feet coming down the stairs he quickly put the letter away with his work stuff and smiled when Elizabeth came into the room. "Good morning." She said with a smile and he smiled back.

"Good morning." He replied and kissed her as she walked up to him. He handed her coffee and she began going through the mail. Seeing nothing interesting or immediate attention she pushed it to the side. "I'm gonna be late tonight." Jake said to her and she nodded.

"That's ok. I'm gonna have to stay late to finish up some grading and paperwork." Elizabeth said and he nodded. He had already made up his mind that on his lunch break, he would come and get his stuff. He didn't have much there considering that it was her place and he had already bought a place before he met her so it was still considered very new and he was letting Javy, his friend from The Naval Academy, stay there. He was in his mind thinking of everything and wasn't paying attention until she had said his name. "Jake?" Elizabeth asked and he looked up.

"Hmmm?" He asked

"Did you hear me?" She asked and he shook his head.

"No sorry I have a lot of my mind." He said and she frowned.

"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked and he shook his head.

"No. I got to get to work. I love you." He said and kissed her hard and extra long then he headed out the door, leaving a confused Elizabeth. He didn't even give her a chance to say she loved him back.

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Jake got to the base in record time and through the gate without any trouble. As soon as he parked another car pulled in next to him and he recognized it as Javy’s. They both got out at the same time. "Did you get the orders?" Javy and Jake nodded.

"Yup. Sure did. You?" Jake said as they walked into their building and to the office that they shared.

"Yea I did, I leave the say after you. Have you told Elizabeth?" Javy asked. He was fond of Elizabeth and considered her a friend.

"No. I don't want to. I'm thinking of ending things with her." Jake said and it pained him to say that.

"What? Why?" Javy asked looking at him shocked.

"This is the longest deployment I'm going to be on. All the others were short. I don't want to break her heart when I don't come home. So I'm gonna go at lunch and move out and back to the house." He said and finally looked up at his friend who was looking at him like he had two heads.

"Jake. That's absurd, even for you." Javy said and Jake hung his head.

"I know but it has to be done. I don't have much there." He said and Javy sighed and gave up trying to convince him to do the opposite of what he's going to do.

"Fine. I'm not happy with your decision but I'll help you." Javy said and Jake nodded.

"We'll go at lunch." Jake said

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After the weird goodbye, Elizabeth got ready for the day. Jake's behavior still running through her mind. She didn't know what to think about it and tried not to think about it. She and Jake had met through Javy and it was an instant connection. As she was putting her makeup on for the day so made a mental note to text Jake. As she was walking down the steps she decided to go ahead and text him.

I don't know what happened this morning but I love you and hope you have a good day.

She hit send and waited for a reply, which usually happened fairly soon after the first text. As she waited so got nothing and that made her heart drop. She decided to push it behind her and get along with her day. Elizabeth worked on base at the school. She was the middle school history teacher and she loved her job.

When she was done inside she headed out to her car and started her journey to the base. She wasn't in the Navy but a civilian working on a Navy base. When she got to the school she parked and walked in. Soon her students would start piling in. She tried to call Jake hoping he wasn't up in the air. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed his number after 3 rings it went to voice-mail.

You've reached Jake Seresin. Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.

Hey Jake, it's me. I'm not going to be able to do lunch today. I'm just not feeling all that great. I hope you have a good day and I love you.

Elizabeth frowned as she finished her message this was not like Jake. She didn't have to think long because a turning in her gut had her rushing out of her classroom and to a nearby bathroom. She barely made it into the stall before she was throwing up. This had been going on for about a week, she thought it was just a stomach bug that she had caught from her students so she let it go. She didn't tell Jake because she didn't want to burden him. When she was done throwing up she went back to her classroom just as soon as the students started to come in. She sighed and started her day.

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When lunchtime came around for Jake and Javy both men went and got into Jake’s truck and went to the house. Before they left the building Jake saw that he had some messages from Elizabeth but decided to ignore them. When he listened to the voice-mail he thought maybe what he was doing was out of line and he should back out, but those thoughts came back and he decided to move along with his plan. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Javy asked and Jake nodded.

"I'm sure." He said as they pulled out of the base and drove the short amount of time to the house. When they got there and parked in the driveway and headed inside everything was the same as they had left it. Jake sighed standing in the kitchen looking around but got a move on, if he wanted to do this he needed to do it now.

"You're 100% sure?" Javy asked one more time looking around the house that he had been to so many times.

"Yes, Javy. I'm 100% committed to this decision." Jake said with a slight annoyance even though he was thinking about having second thoughts.

"Ok man. Just making sure." Javy said as he followed Jake to the bedroom. Everything was still the same. Jake went to the closet and pulled out two duffle bags and sat them on the bed and began to put his belongings in them. It was silent as the two men worked with the occasional question from Javy about something.

All of the clothes and bathroom items were cleaned out and packed they headed to the front of the house. Jake had decided to leave the TV, couches, and most of the appliances there for her since he was going to be deployed and wouldn't need them. He grabbed his computer, charges, extra phone charges, and odds and ends that were lying around. "I think that's everything." Jake said while doing a look around one more time.

"I don't think this is right. She loves you, man." Javy said and Jake sighed and hung his head. He knew it was wrong but to him, it had to be done.

"I know. I just don't want to break her heart when I don't come home." Jake said and Javy nodded as they picked the stuff up and headed to Jake’s truck and put everything in the backseat. Jake had left his keys sitting on the counter along with the garage door remote. He still had time if he wanted to back out but he pushed those feelings behind and walked out the door for the last time.

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When the school had let out for the day Elizabeth stayed back and worked on some work like she would. She sighed and smiled a little to herself thankful it was Friday but also for the little child growing in her. During her lunch hour, she had run up to the store and bought a couple of pregnancy tests and took them when she got back to the school, and after waiting 5 minutes they both showed positive. She and Jake weren't actively trying but they sure weren't doing anything to avoid it.

When she finished up what she needed she packed her stuff up and headed to her car. She said her goodbyes to her friends and colleagues who had stayed late as well. She had been too busy to text or call Jake so she sent him a message. When she got her phone out she frowned at the lack of notifications.

Hey! Finally done for the day! I'm heading home! I can't wait to see you! I have some news!

She waited a good amount of time, more like the amount of time for her to get her stuff packed in her car before she looked at her phone again. Nothing. She was getting nervous and her stomach was in knots, she was worried.

All she could think about while driving home from work was that something bad happened to him. She loved him with all of her heart and would love to get married and have a family with him. She exited the base with ease and started her journey home. The time seemed to drag by especially since she wanted to get home.

When she got home his truck was not in the driveway and when she opened the garage it wasn't in there either. She felt like she could vomit right then and there. She turned off her car and headed inside.

When she got inside something felt off and when she noticed his phone charger missing from the counter she frowned. 'Maybe he came home at lunch to grab it', she thought which made her nerves ease up. As she was going through the house she was starting to get nervous again. Everything of his was mostly gone. She wasn't going to let it get to her just yet but when she got into the bedroom and saw the drawers open and the closet empty of his stuff tears welled up in her eyes. "This can't be happening." She said aloud to herself. She stood there in front of their now her bed and she felt sick, she rushed to the bathroom and vomited. When she was done she rinsed her mouth out and then noticed his toothbrush, cologne, and other bathroom necessities gone and that's when tears leaked out for the first time. "Fuck, this can't be happening. Not now!" She yelled out and ran to the living room to find extra shoes by the front door and his extra jackets gone. She stumbled to the couch sat down and called the only person she knew who would answer. Javy. It rang twice before he answered.

"Hello?" He answered while sitting in his and Jake's office while Jake was doing last-minute training and adjustments.

"Javy. Can you come over?" She asked

"Give me 10 minutes." Javy said and she sobbed out.

"Thank you." She said and they hung up.

She sat there for 10 minutes sobbing as she heard Javy’s car pull up. She rushed out of the house and crashed into his arms. "Everything ok?" He asked even though he knew what she had found.

"Everything of his is gone." She chocked out.

"What do you mean?" He asked as he ushered her inside.

"Everything that he owned." She said as they sat down on the couch "Nothing is here. He hasn't been answering my texts or calls. Do you think he found someone else?" She asked looking up at him with tear streaks down her face.

"No, I don't think he would do that. He loves you too much." Javy said bringing her in for a hug and silently cursing him out.

"I need him, Javy. I need him because I can't raise this baby on my own." She said and that shocked him into silence.

"Say that again." He said knowing he heard her correctly.

"I'm pregnant." She said looking up at him.

"Does he know?" He asked and she shook her head.

"No, I was gonna tell him tonight. I found out this afternoon. Please don’t tell him." She said and he brought her into a hug again.

"Everything is gonna be ok. I promise. I won't tell him." Javy said as he held his friend until her crying had turned to hiccups and her breath evened out. He held her there cursing Jake. He took his phone out and opened Jake's contact and hit text message.

I'm with Liz. You fucked up, man. Big time.

He hit send and got comfortable.

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Jake had just gotten into the locker room and was changing when his phone went off. He grabbed his phone and saw a message from Javy and his heart dropped. He never wanted to hurt her just protect her. Maybe he took it too far.

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Could you possibly write a story about how Noah’s girlfriend can’t go on tour with him because she has to work a normal job like retail or something so she gets really depressed and misses him so her best friend (gay guy) calls Noah and they plan to surprise her. Either fluff or smut I’m not picky.

Note: I made a friend based off of one of my friends

warnings: Slightly

"Look all I'm saying is that you could quit, you work with us and I can have you around any time of the day" he said setting his luggage on the tour bus. He was leaving for another tour and of course came the difficult part of saying goodbye.

"Noah...you know I like my job and how I feel about working." you say sliding your hands up his chest and hook around his neck "I will miss you though" you pout as his lips come down to meet yours in a peck

"then come with me" he whispered

"Noah you know what I'm going to say, now go on" you playfully slap his butt "your fans are waiting for the king"

After saying your goodbyes to Noah, the boys and the rest of the team, you drive yourself back home. No music on the radio, no calls just yet, just some silence. You always wore a happy face when you sent him off, but deep down it really does hurt to see him go. No funny jokes in the car or recalling memories. Pulling up to your house wasn’t any better either, but it was your rest day before going into work tomorrow so you wanted to get some things done and rest up before the hectic week started.

You would’ve gone back to sleep, but you opted to just stay in bed. You didn’t really like falling asleep, knowing that Noah was gone, and when you would wake up, he wouldn’t be there either which kind of made it worse. Stayed in bed for a couple more hours just scrolling through your phone, about two hours later Noah had given you a call

“ hey princess, how are you holding up?” he asked sounding happy to be talking to you.

“ I’m doing all right but the house feels too quiet… I miss you” you sigh

” I miss you too princess. But I’ll be back before you know it at least we’re not traveling outside the country so if you need me to come back just let me know. I’ll leave them run back to the house.” he chuckled.

“ even if your states away, you’d run for me?”

“ I would crawl for you. It’s not like I haven’t been on my knees for before.” You could practically hear him, wiggling his eyebrows through the phone.

“Noah! The rest of the guys are you!” Gently scolded him

“ don’t worry they either sleep or have their headphones on. It’s not like they don’t know how I am with you, so it wouldn’t be a surprise.” he giggled once again. This would definitely be the death of you.

“Oh Getting a call from Derek” you said as your phone buzzes against your hand “ if you want I can call you back. I’ll make the call quick.” he said not wanting to get off the phone with him.

“ no baby it’s okay go have fun your conversation. Knowing Derek he’s probably gonna tell you about his latest hook up.”

“Okay… I love you I’ll talk to you later”

“ I love you more sunshine” he made a sound and blew a kiss through the phone like he usually likes to do “ I’ll keep you updated when we get to our first stop”

“ make sure to tell Bryan to send me all the pictures he takes of you” a lot of pictures to himself, which always pissed you off because it was always the best pictures of Noah

“ I’ll make sure to tell him no go talk to Derek. He’s probably cursing you out knowing you’re not picking up his call right away.

With that said, you hang up the phone and pick up the next call

“ hey there Bestie I feel like ditching work. I’m just going shopping today because of that you caught a cold and gave it to me.” Right off the bat told you his plan no hesitation just like he would typical Derek.

You chuckle and shake your head” not today Derek I think I might want to go to work. Just not really feeling it today.”

“ oh, babes” it finally struck him “ Did Noah leave for tour already?” he asked

“ yeah… not really in the mood to go shopping you know?” You couldn’t help start to feel a massive weight on your chest. Course you miss Noah but you’re also just really sad he wasn't around. You know what came with the package when you would date someone who was in the music industry. And you accepted it....but it never got easier. Some tours felt shorter than others. He's only been gone for some hours and you wanted him back already.

You finally got yourself out of bed, shower and get yourself ready for a day of work. Derek came to pick you up and even brought your usual coffee and breakfast order. He always knew how to sweeten you up, even if it was just a little. Work was as it usually was stubborn customers, long hours, and even longer time staring at the clock, waiting for closing. but it did beat staying at home all by yourself Waiting for Noah. You got to crack jokes about customers with Derek.

It was going really well for the first week or so. You’d get home and take a nice relaxing bath and chat with Noah. Sometimes it was his day off so you got to video call with him and see the sites of the state he was currently in. He had even secretly grabbed merchandise from each store of anything you pointed out and cute. And for that week OK that wasn’t until the next month hit… Derek was doing a phenomenal job. Especially after, He did offer for you to go out to your favorite little drink spot and it honestly sold it nicely. He took him up on the offer. However, by the end of the night he just kept sipping on your now water down drink we’re calling memories about Noah. Some of them having a little too much information then he usually ask you for.

He took you home and made sure that you were inside of your house, and that your door was locked

“ don’t worry Y/N, it’s the first day I promise you will be better and you’ll just be looking forward to him coming home you’ll see” he may have said that with too much confidence….

The next week and a half you would mow around and almost any little thing that reminded me of you would make you tear up. And he wasn’t to complain about his best friend. However, there was only so much that his sanity he could take seeing as that he was now holding sanity for you both.

The only time you seem to feel happier when you had a video call with Noah, but sometimes they were cut short due to him having to go out and perform. Luckily, some of the staff were good friends with you and would video call you during his performances, it was nice that you wish you could have been there in person.

Sometimes you really did regret not taking up on his offer. But you didn’t just want to be on tour as his girlfriend who just tagged along you would’ve felt like you were freeloading away. Oh, how you missed him to go to bed. The way he peered your entire face with kisses whenever you have a nightmare. How he warm up your hands by holding them in his and blowing hot air onto them. You felt like a teenager who missed her crush in a way it wasn’t too far off from that. Going to about 2 1/2 months of you being an absolute dread and depression your best friend had had enough. So during one of your episodes, where you just laid in bed, playing all of your songs on repeat, he made a little phone call to Noah.

You have no idea how you didn’t hear the conversation. All you knew was that you were now in your office job face-to-face with your boyfriend with a large book of roses. If the tour dates were right, he was supposed to be basically on the other side of the country here he was, your jaw was slag as you stared at him, not knowing whether to scream or to jump on him

“ did you miss me princess?” he asked with the sarcastic you finally found the world to move your legs and throw the entire body weight on him which he caught gracefully.

“ of course I missed you you fucking idiot. How Could you ask me something like that?! How are you even here? Why are you even here??!”

You had every question possible, and it was answered with a gentle, the long kiss on your lips. Derek took cans of the bouquet of flowers as your arms wrapped around nose in his around your waist. He pulled your body flush against yours as you were left, only on your tiptoes to reach him. it felt like nearly 100 years without him kissing you were holding you. You wanted to say frozen in the moment for as long as you could. Forever if it was possible. He was so warm and comforting, you felt like you were finally whole again with him in your arms

“ well, if you had to know How I’m here whenever shows had to be delayed due to weather, so I got a quick flight back home. Of course Derek helped me make their arrangements times and flights. He also told me how sad and down your feelings since I’ve been gone I feel awful so I came back.” he smiled at you. “ really this is all because of him he deserves all the credit.”

“Ahem” Derek cleared his throat causing you to finally separate from one another “well go on, enjoy the rest of your day” he said handing you the flowers once more

“What do you mean? I’m still on the shift” you asked confused

“Nope. I spoke with Jan and you’re cleared for the day. I took your shift”

“Derek..” you wrap your arms around your friend and squeeze him tightly "...what did I ever do to deserve a friend like you? This means so much more to me than you think" you sniff

He hugs you back tightly " Honey, I'm your best friend, I know this means everything to you. But don't worry you're filling me in when we do inventory on Friday" he smirks at you with a sassy wink

Noah already had a pay back in mind for all his help. But now He just wanted to spend time with you. Once you leave the building and into the parking lot Noah pulls you close and whispers to you

"I hope you know we aren't sleeping tonight"

"Did you miss me that much?" you nudge him with your body as you stop to open your car and put the flowers in the back seat. You bend into the car to place them securely when you suddenly feel something push against your ass

"Well...let's just say my hand didn't exactly scratch the itch I had" he smirks as you slowly rise back up making sure to push against him more as you stood

"Well, we cant have that now can we?" you pat his chest returning the smile

"And I think you can say the same for yourself huh princess?"

"The sooner we get into the bedroom, the sooner we'll find out"

That day Noah is very sure he ran 2 red lights on the way home. But coming home to you was all worth it. To be in your arms at the end of the day, he'd give up everything, every time, if it was for you.

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We've been waiting literally ten years for a new Dragon Age game and now that it's going to be here tomorrow I am very much not ready.

My life needs to be a little less chaotic right now (it won't be until the middle of November.) The earliest I'm going to really be able to sit down and play more than a few hours is the week of Thanksgiving. But hey, I am staying home alone for Thanksgiving weekend so then I'm going to really get to devote time to just playing the hell out of the game.

I'm gonna be so behind.

It was a hard choice but I think I'm going to break the mold of me always playing a rogue first in Dragon Age games and having literally NEVER played a fighter type character in any DA game (or most any RPG ever.)

I haven't paid a ton of attention to the options yet but after a quick skim several weeks ago I think I'm going with a Grey Warden Fighter romancing Emmrich first.

Basing her off the character I just got done playing for a few years in 13th Age who is a 40-ish year old woman who, when she was only 20 years old had to make a hard call that ended up going very badly for her and it was kind of her downfall, so she spent most of the rest of the last 20 years trying to make up for it.

Second playthrough will be a rogue or mage who romances Davrin.

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I've honestly BARELY gamed the last several months, what with all the renovation stuff happening and other stuff going on in life.

This weekend I swore to change that and, after spending all day Saturday working on house projects, decided to pick back up my ME3 playthrough that I had gotten to Thessia on and never finished.

But then I had to reinstall the game since the SSD I had been playing it on died. Then I had to reinstall all the mods, and picked up a few new ones. That took a few hours to make sure I got it all right.

I did end up playing, and actually got through Thessia... and then I was tired of being at my computer all day and went outside and read a book on the patio for awhile. Then I realized something was wrong with my new airondeck chair and spent an hour fixing it (my bad, I screwed two screws in the wrong place it turns out.

By the time all that was done it was time to prep for my Sunday night D&D game.

Not gonna finish before tomorrow since I'm running D&D tonight, too and still have to do Omega in there. (Plus the Citadel Epilogue Mod AFTER the game.) Ah well.

Never did finish my 2nd BG3 playthrough.

Never did finish writing my BG3 fic. It's just languishing.

Never did play Starfield more than a few hours despite buying the deluxe edition.

Started playing My Time at Portia and still haven't played more than like 8 hours of it, despite enjoying it (with lots of mods.)

Hoping now that the house is getting close to being done where I want it to be that maybe next year I can spend some time focusing on hobbies more.

Not that I regret a single thing about how I've spent my time this entire year. :)

Working on my last two house renovation posts, too. Definitely want to finish that since my two favorite rooms (after the master bath) I saved for last.

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Capri with needy!reader?? I'm so in love with her!!! She's actually such a cutie pie 🥹😭💕

I’m saying…what the fuck

Capri Donahue x needy! fem reader

Warnings: MDNI, smut— guided self-gratification, striptease, fingering, oral, toy use, hickeys, orgasm denial, spanking, pet names, overstimulation(all reader receiving)

In which Capri uses her ability to astral project, to mess with reader and rile her up for a damn long night

Requested? Yes / No

This is 2 requests merged into 1. Enjoy, I guess😗 (anon + astral projection)

Capri was away from home for a few days with her team of students for a cheer competition— in town, but she wouldn’t be home for a few nights. See, you were supposed to tag along. You wanted to go with her as some sort of a getaway, but your decision was soon made for you came down with a cold the morning she was supposed to leave and Capri encouraged you to stay home to rest instead of putting the stress of traveling on your body.

48 hours later, you woke up feeling almost back at 100%, but still had some lingering…ickiness of a cold. You felt a little gross and clammy despite your fever being gone for the last day, you’d also randomly feel a tad giddy. But it was nowhere as bad as how you felt at first. Kicking off the covers and dragging your feet to the bathroom, your eyes were barely open. You were sitting on the toilet doing your business when you suddenly got the feeling of someone watching you. You looked up and nearly screamed the house down.

Her face fell seeing how terrified you were. “Sorry, babe.”

“Look, I know I didn’t get enough sleep last night, but I cannot be hallucinating right now. So, what is this, Capri?”

“It’s me.” She says gleefully.

You sigh, “Yes, but how—”

“Oh.” She replies, “Astral projection.”

“‘Oh’? Just ‘oh’? And you somehow guessed that I’d be in the bathroom?” You squinted, suddenly remembering that you were still seated on the toilet.

“I know you.” She laughs, “Knew you’d be here by this time of day. Which also tells me you’re feeling a lot better.”

“Yeah, so?” You asked, tossing the toilet paper in and flushing it then washing your hands.

“So, I was thinking since we both have some time on our hands and that I’ve been trying to master this new power, how about you and I have a little fun?”

“And how do you suggest we do that, babe? You’re a projection— you can’t touch me, I can’t touch you.”

“We have a lot of fun, anyway. You remember that right? I always find a way to make you a mess.” A smirk tugs at her lips as she watches you closely.

“Oh, absolutely no way I’m letting you do anything to me when I’m still contagious.”

“Hey, if you are in the mood, I can still help y’know? It’s not like we haven’t done that before over the phone and shit.”

“Over the phone.” You repeated, leaning against the doorway as she side stepped you and sat on the bed, “This is literally you split into two while the other one is doing something else, elsewhere!”

“You’re so cute when you’re like this.” She laughs lightly, eyeing you up and down, “Also I highly doubt this version of me can catch a cold.”

You sulked, beginning to pace the room, “You’re such a brat.”

“Oh, honey.” She stifles a laugh, “That’s long been established and I’m owning it.”

“I’ll admit— I’m tempted but I can’t today because I am so damn lightheaded.”

“Stop pacing then.” She looked at you with wide eyes for a moment, “Sit down.”

“I’ll see how I feel tomorrow.” You shrug, sitting down beside her.

“We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to, you know that. Just rest, okay? For now, at least. Do you need me to come home?”

You couldn’t help but laugh a bit, she was home. Just not in a way that she could actually take care of you like she’d hoped to be able to. “I know, but hey, maybe if I keep working on it…it could work eventually. You know? Being able to project myself and make sure that we can both touch each other.”

“Maybe.” You nodded.

“Okay, you do what you need to do, I’m gonna…get back to the comps.”

“Okay, babe.” You agreed, “Please don’t show up like that again for a bit, if I pass out, I’m dead meat.”

“Alright, love. I promise.” She grins, giving you a wave. Before you knew it, she vanishes into thin air. Shit, that was something you definitely had to get used to. She’s been doing that a lot over the last two weeks or so, determine to master that particular power as well. Capri has telekinesis, but the whole deal with astral projection? It fucked with your head more than you thought it would. As cool as it was, it freaked you the hell out when you first learned about her ability to do so.

The rest of your day went by pretty quick and uneventful. Thank goodness, but the giddiness was annoying the fuck outta you. Because it was beginning to make you feel a whole other symptom: nausea. You hated that. Sat on the couch with your head buried in your hands and your eyes shut, you prayed for it to pass. You could not deal with throwing up tonight. No way. Some deep breaths later, it calms down. Your world stopped spinning, and you managed to lie down on the couch and watch some TV to pass time. You managed to tough it out and eventually fell asleep lying there, though you were going to pay for it in the morning when your back starts to hurt with a vengeance.

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"Like what you're seeing, baby?"

Capri? Oh, damn.

"What are you-?"

"Doing in your dreams? Ask yourself, maybe."

She smirks.

"Are you doing this?"

With a playful glint in her eyes, she shrugs, "I dunno."

You huffed, feeling the frustration build up within you. "You've got the whole place to yourself, baby. Touch yourself, you know you want to."

"But I- yeah, fuck it. Yes, I do."

That grin, it doesn't leave her face. And it was slowly but surely driving you crazy. Capri started doing something utterly provocative, literally doing a striptease in your mind.

Quickly, she was able to rile you up. You start feeling the ache between your thighs, your heart beating faster, your hands itching to roam down south. "Eyes on me." Capri says, voice low and sending a swarm of butterflies around your core, "Rub your clit. Keep your eyes...on me."

At this very moment, her bra gets unclipped and her chest was fully revealed to you. "Oh, shit." You muttered, a whine getting caught in your throat.

"So fast?" She teases, "Squeeze your tits for me, baby."

Not a single thought was running through your head other than complying with her, mind already clouded by arousal. "Does that feel good?"

You nod, "Yes. Fuck, yes."

Something compelled you to open your eyes, and what do you know? It was the next morning- it must've been a dream. You always had dreams whenever you were about to wake up from sleep. Your phone buzzes on the side table.

'I'll be home soon!’

Right. She was coming home today. And she'd absolutely know that you were being a horny ass thinking about her and doing whatever the hell that was. Scurrying to the bedroom with your phone in hand, you respond to her text.

She replies, 'Get yourself ready😈’

Real subtle.

You laugh when you simply texted back an 'Okay.’

As if you weren't already worked up.

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The second she arrived home, you knew she had something up her sleeve because of that look on her face. Capri nearly gave you a heart attack astral projecting right in front of you.

"So we're doing that with no warning now? Cool, cool, cool, cool. I told you not to do that.” You seethed at the end.

“Oh, a little fiesty today, aren’t we?” She smirks, capturing your lips into her own.

“Shut up.” You scoffed, “Okay, I don’t know who to look at.”

“Do you want me to shut you up?” She stared at you in the eye.

“I dunno, Capri. Was three nights of teasing me fair?” You sat on the couch, legs crossed, looking up between actual Capri, and her projection.

“Hey, you came.” She mentions.

“You know damn well how far I can go, Capri.” You sigh, “So— I’m all yours to use.”

“Well damn.” Capri raised a brow, “You are a needy little thing aren’t you?”

“Like you don’t know that already.” You laughed, she shuts you up with a kiss, over and over again until you were both fighting for air. Capri straddles you, hands hurriedly yanking your clothes off. Her eyes? Admired each part of your skin as they gradually got exposed to her.

“So is…” Your breath hitches, “Why’d you do that?”

“Oh, she’s um…for your visual enjoyment.” Capri chuckles, “She can strip.”

“Yeah, so can you.”

Capri bites down on her lower lip, eyes tracing your lips. “So you want me to?”

“I mean, you said she could so why don’t you let her handle that while you fuck me because Capri Donahue you have driven me insane while you were gone.”

“Oh, our neighbours are so gonna hear you.” She chuckles lowly, hand grabbing your chin and squeezing your cheeks.

“Wow, would you look at that. She is stripping.”

Capri barely let you finish talking before attacking your neck with a trail of kisses. She eventually settled on your sensitive spot and kept sucking at it knowing how easily you could get riled up during that specific week or two of the month. Her little show was definitely helping, and the fact that she’s been away for a few days? You were in for a long night. After a heated make-out session on the couch, you two moved to the living room— and the projection too. You nearly forgot about it, having your eyes close to take in the building pleasure.

“Fuck!” You exclaimed.

“What?” She huffs, breaking away from your neck. “Wow. That— I’m sorry that’s gotta hurt.”

“Keep going.” You demanded.

“Really?”

“Yeah.” You nodded, whining.

“Okay.” Capri hums.

Despite it all, you keep feeling a pair of eyes on you— that projection. You were so tempted to keep your eyes open and look at her but it was hard.

“Capri…” You panted, swallowing harshly.

“Hm?” She asks while roaming lower, hands on either side of you.

“I need you.” You looked at her directly.

“Beg me.” She requested smugly, hands groping your ass then inner thighs.

You squirmed and whined beneath her ministrations, feeling the ache and wetness growing and growing scary easily. “Tell me exactly what you want me to do.”

A whimper gets caught in your throat as you licked your lips.

“What’s the matter, baby? Can’t talk to me now?” She asks, squeezing your butt, “Look at her, y/n. Do you like that?”

Why was she holding a strap—

You gulped, breathing beginning to quicken just a tad. “y/n, what do you want?” She interjects and watches you while her hand ghosts your apex. You whimpered, feeling yourself throb.

“Come on, be a good girl and tell me how you want me to make you feel good.” She coaxed, finger gently gliding down your folds before she stuck it into her mouth.

“Fuck me with your fingers, the strap, your mouth. Please, please— anything— I’ve had it—” You pleaded, fighting back tears.

“Don’t cry, now.” She caresses your ass, “That’s all you have to say, baby. I got you.” Capri begins to kiss her way down your neck to your cunt, covering it all with kisses and some marks along the way, absolutely just taking her sweet time with you.

“Capri, please…” You muttered, “Do it.” Her lips wrap around your clit on that request, giving it the attention it was craving. You let a soft moan slip, biting down on your lip to stop yourself. She swiftly swatted your hand away, too. “Make those noises, baby.” She smiled sweetly, “You deserve to do that. After all, I have been teasing you so much, haven’t I?”

The smack came out of nowhere, making you yelp. “Aren’t you such a good girl, honey? Just laying right here for me…all for me to taste, to savour.”

You let out a high-pitched whimper as her tongue started lapping at your folds and clit, causing the wetness to leak out of you rapidly. “Shit, you’re so wet…” She purrs against your heat. Tears pricked at your eyes and you cursed, “Shit. Oh, keep going. Don’t— don’t stop.”

“The projection is turning you on that much?” Capri asks, nearly offended.

“Well it’s you, no?” You let out a shaky breath, “Fuck, fuck, hands. God— fuck!”

Capri was on cloud nine hearing you like this, “You know I love hearing you make these noises for me…you know what I’ll do, babe~ Just to hear more of them…” Capri’s mouth has barely left your cunt, her breath and the warmth making you twitch forcefully in her mouth. Her projection gave you a damn cheeky look, making you blush in the midst of having double the attention. Capri slides a finger in without warning, but you almost instinctively bucked your hips upward for more contact. “So needy…” She teases while poking at your g-spot repeatedly, causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head, “Feel good, princess?”

You mumbled something absolutely incoherent and ended up whimpering while you nodded. She laughs, giving your clit the hardest suck she’s ever done. You nearly screamed at this abrupt increase in pressure. The thing was this, she’d do a lot but also suddenly stop doing anything at all, right when you feel yourself going to unravel. So you were extremely frustrated and riled up already, and she was just getting started. Capri definitely wasn’t going to let you off with just one climax. No, she always went for multiple. You always wanted multiple. Sometimes, you didn’t even think about it but she easily makes it happen anyway. And it always feels so fucking—

“Mm- mm— fuck…” You whined, “Just like that, Capri.”

Her tongue circling the sensitive bundle of nerves, then her mouth sucking it, her tongue lapping up and down your folds eagerly trying to taste every last bit of you. God you loved it, you loved how much pleasure you were feeling, everything she was doing was exactly how you liked it. Exactly what you needed for an orgasm.

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“How are we feeling about the strap, y/n?” She questions while massaging inner thighs. Her lust-filled gaze ignited a swarm of butterflies in your chest, causing a needy noise to fall from your lips. “Is…that a yes?” Capri asks, a grin forming on her face, her fingers so casually pumping in and out of your without resistance while she kept the eye contact.

Somehow, you still had one question running through your mind. “How come she can hold things? I thought—”

“She couldn’t at first. But I mastered another thing after all.” She shrugs, “So…yes or no?”

“Yes.” You nodded in confirmation, “Yes, fuck me with it.”

“Love that.” She massages your ass too while flashing you a smug smile, “Okay, baby.” Capri held her hand out behind her, gesturing for the projection to hand the strap over to her. You saw it happening, but you were still confused about how it was even possible. But hey, in this moment? You couldn’t think about anything but wanting to come…your mind was just clouded by arousal. Capri leaves you for a bit to put it on, leaving you with her projection while she stood off to the side. The projection smiles, then bit the air. You gulped, a whimper slides out of your mouth without a thought. Your eyes fall onto her bare chest, your mind running while, your desire to touch her then came over you. “Capri, take— take off your top.” The words flew out of your mouth way faster than your brain processed them.

“Gladly, babe.” She complied with the request immediately. Oh, she’d already put the harness on. Damn.

She kneels before you pushing your legs apart gently, then you feel her positioning the tip of the shaft against your dripping entrance. “You ready?” An impatient nod came from you as she pushed the shaft inside you, inch by inch. You took it all without any resistance, that was how wet you were. What a sight that was for her, and what a sound to hear when that low groan emitted from your lips as she entered you and stretched you out.

She studied your face, to make sure you weren’t in pain but her worries were quickly calmed when she heard you pleading for her to go faster. “Yeah, baby? You want that?” She coos, one hand hoisting one of your legs up just because. It didn’t feel that different whether or not she did that, but you didn’t mind it. Anyway, she did start pounding into you faster. Your noises matched up with her motions, driving both of you insane…giddy with pleasure. The tightening in your core makes itself known soon enough, while you were watching the projection approach the bed and sit down right next to you. “Shit, shit— oh, y—” You cried out, averting your gaze. “So pretty…” Came the voice beside you. You whimpered, gnawing onto your lower lip, your cheeks heating up.

“Why so shy, princess? You’re so fucking beautiful.” That light, airy tone of her voice coupled with her relentless gestures made your eyes roll to the back of your head, pushing you right to the edge. “I—I’m gonna come—” Your voice was exceptionally shrill, making you cringe as a result but the momentary embarrassment was soon overpowered by pleasure. Wave after wave after wave as she consistently rammed into your g-spot. “Come for me.” She smiles. You backed up a bit, body trembling lightly as you came down from your high after what seemed like forever. She holds onto your hip, pulling you back, still pushing into you, but slower. “Good girl~”

Hearing that always ignites something in you, it makes you more aroused, feeling the ache return after a rush of heat. “More.” You said, tears brimming at your eyes.

“Of course, my love.” She replies, backing away so the shaft leaves you completely. You felt empty, and desperate for stimulation. You needed that second high. You wanted her to push you until you were begging for her to stop. Her fingers slid down your cunt and you flinched. She swatted at your clit just to draw out a noise, then rubs it with her thumb as though to soothe it. Of course, it was doing just the opposite of that. “Look at me, y/n…” Said the projection. You bit back a whimper and did as she said while you felt Capri dragging the tip up and down your folds to force more wetness to leak out of you.

Fuck, that girl was touching herself right in front of you. Your head snapped back to look at Capri, “You—”

“I know it’s helping, babe…” She winks, climbing up to hover you, “All yours, y/n.” Your gaze locked in with hers at first, then wandered down to her breasts. That’s what she meant. Meek little whimpers and whines assaulted your ear on one side, you tried to ignore them but that’s all you were hearing. And with a small shift, the strap was once again inside you again entirely. You were satisfied with just feeling that fullness right now, your hands reaching up to grab a handful of her breast. She exhales harshly the second you did, grinning. As she fucked you with the strap, she decided to attack that one spot on your neck at the same time, so technically she was almost pressed up against you but you found a way to do what you wanted, too.

“Fuck…” You breathed out, “I cannot believe— oh— fuck~”

“You close?” You asks, breath fanning against your neck.

“Mm—ah— f— yes.”

You approached your second high insanely quick, yet somehow the pleasure was still more intense than the previous time. You let her know that you’d came, but she kept going and going, pushing you like she knew you liked. You could not stop, it just kept leaking out of you as you clenched around that silicone. But she pulls out quickly, replacing it with her mouth. Though you weren’t too happy about not being able to touch her tits. “So sweet…” She remarked, her voice low. So low, it made you feel things. You throbbed against her mouth and felt the climax apparently still happening. “Fuck, you’re the best.” She chuckles, very gently licking you clean.

“I want— I want to come again.”

Capri’s eyes flicked up to look at you, purely concerned as her tongue slowed to a halt. “I can.” You assured her, “Keep going. Keep going until I tell you to stop.”

“If that’s what you want…” She says while groping your inner thighs then peppering soft little kisses all over them, “That’s exactly what you’re gonna get. How do you want me to do it?”

You let out a long breath, shakily, but still managed, “Use your mouth. Go as far as you can, absolutely push me.” That was all she needed to hear to get started on round three. The girl was skilled, she was like an expert when it comes to something like this. This type of ‘situation’, she was no stranger to it. You two have done it to each other— going as much as either of you could go. She easily coaxes climax number three out of you, leaving you more whiny than ever beneath her. Your noises spurred her on, leaving her wanting to hear more. So she did whatever she could to also get what she wanted. But, she was also surprisingly gentle, which drove you even crazier, honestly. What shocked you was the sheer ease of her ability to make you come even with the slightest effort. The sweet words, gentle fingers of hers, the warmth of her lips and her tongue slowly building up your arousal to the brink of unraveling. You had shut your eyes, allowing yourself to take all of it in without distraction. The projection had evidently decided to go for a round two of her little party for one and it was making you seem so incredibly needy and noisy. Soon, your brain had turned itself off, turning into mush the more you felt her in you. Suddenly, you feel a different build up in your core. “Cap— you might want to—” With your fingers tangled in her hair, you tried to move her away, knowing what was gonna come out of you soon. “No, just let it go.” She says, wrapping her lips around your extremely swollen bundle of nerves to help you unravel yet again. With a string of profanities and her name, you were as good as convulsing when you squirted. “Oh, fuck.” She laughs, “Good girl, damn. So hot.”

Tears have also fallen from your eyes due to the intensity of this climax. Her hands steadied you, bringing you back into a state of relative calmness quickly. She somehow got a towel(from the projection, but you didn’t know), and started to clean you up. “You’re alright.” She hums, gently caressing your thigh. “Look at me, baby. You’re okay, you’re okay.” Through your clouded vision, you saw her silhouette, but hell you wanted her to hold you, you wanted to be in her arms. It seems that she knows, because she was right next to you in the matter of seconds. Well, actually, it did take her awhile because she had to remove the harness, but hey, she was fast.

Capri presses a kiss to your lips, fingers brushing your cheek, “You did so good, my love.”

That made you feel all warm and fuzzy, also very sleepy. Especially now that you were in her embrace. “You need anything?”

You shook your head, snuggled up against her chest, “No. Just you.”

“Okay.” She says with a smile, holding you closer and rubbing your back, “What about dinner?”

“Whatever you…whatever you decide is fine.” You managed.

“So then what do ya say to having me for dessert?” She asks as if it was a regular question.

Your eyes widened in shock, gaining you a definite moment of being awake. The sleepiness abruptly leaves your body. You laughed in disbelief, “I’m saying…what the fuck. But absolutely, yes. I can’t believe you just asked it like that—”

Capri giggles, oh god. That sound was one of your favourites. It always made you happy just to hear it. “Can’t wait~”

“No projection, though.” You broke away just enough to lock eyes with her, “She’s a— distraction.”

“God, remember how wet you got from her whining?” She asks nonchalantly.

“Fuck you.” You laughed, burying your head against her chest again, “Stop that.”

Silence falls between you two as she held you close, “I love you.”

“…I love you too.” You dozed off with the biggest smile plastered on your face. Capri, too, fell asleep feeling absolutely content. She was delighted to finally be back home with you. “Rest up, baby.” She whispers, kissing the top of your head, “God, I missed you so much.”

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💭 A/N

The astral projection request was from end of May😭😭 to whoever requested that, I’m sorry it took so long. Hopefully this was okay😮‍💨 I don’t really like it that much but maybe because I’ve seen it too much already😂

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Forever theirs

Redone

Chapters 4, 4.5 and 5

(i wanted to make up for missing 2 posts but i would of posted 4 and 4.5 together so heres 3 chapters)

Master list

Chapter 4 safe?

Finn thrusts in and out at an inhuman pace. I feel the coil in my stomach tighten for the 9th time today. We have been doing it like rabbits in my boss's office all day. Then I hear a timer go off. "home time baby girl" Balor utters against my neck and before I know it I'm in well... Somewhere else.

We're laying down on silk sheets, the place looks like a sex dungeon and my mind is going a million miles an hour. "calm down we're at my place" he says as he continues to fuck me. I nod my head and try to focus on how good I feel but the weird stomach feeling is back.

A part of me wants to tell him to stop or to take us to my house but nothing will come out of my mouth. The coil in my tummy finally breaks and I come undone for the 9th time. Next thing I know Finn is painting my walls with his seed. He pulls out and lay beside me. "I know I probably should have asked before I took us here but I think you will have a lot of fun here," he says and I look at all of the toys surrounding us.

I know what he says is true as my eyes lock onto a toy I recognize. "not today baby get some rest your gonna need it for tomorrow" he chuckles before getting up and returning a little while later with a washcloth.

After cleaning me up he kisses me and climbs into bed next to me. "I'll never take another client again" he whispers. I don't know what to say. Obviously he means not me included. I decide to stay silent and try to fall asleep. It's hard to ignore his previous words but after a few minutes, we fall asleep but I can't help but feel upset when I wake up.

I'm home. In my bed. Alone. He has left and I wonder if he tricked me into thinking he cared so he could fuck me and leave. His euphoric effects are quickly canceled out by anxiety and fear. My head is still foggy but I'm no where near happy. this has never happened so quickly before i never knew the euphoria could leave so fast. I Get ready for work and check the date to make sure it wasn't all a dream. it wasn't. All of it was real and I guess I'll find out if he really cares today.

He hasn't gone a single day without popping up and fucking me or at least trying to. When I get to work I'm shocked that my boss isn't waiting for me so she can ridicule me. Then I'm even more shocked to find out that everyone is looking for her.

The last time anyone heard from her was yesterday when I was in her office for half the day with the door locked. The only excuse I can think of is that she was screaming at me for violating the dress code and wouldn't let me flaunt myself around the office so I had to stay with her the whole day.

I told everyone that story and that she looked pale and she might be sick and being her normal bitchy self by ignoring everone. The whole day I can't stop thinking about what Finn said. He was sure she wouldn't be back soon. What did he say to her? What did he do? Those thoughts distract me for most of the day until I leave my desk to go to the bathroom. Usually, Finn would pop up and try to have a quickie in a stall but he doesn't.

He hasn't shown up at all today. Or maybe he has and I haven't noticed. No. I would know. he hates being ignored and he wouldn't leave me alone if I didn't notice he was there. Wait. He hates being ignored. This could just be pay back for not saying anything last night.

Then the tears fall as i think of how stupid i was to say yes. Then i know this isn't pay back. If he wasn't a liar than he woupd pop up to comfort me. He'd never want to make me this sad. I was right. He used me and now my boss is missing and people might think I did something to her. No one saw me or her leave. I am filled with anxiety, sadness, and confusion. I wipe the tears from my face and leave the bathroom.

Warning: omorashi(piss kink) there will be an alternate version after this

The second I sit back down I realize that I didn't pee and I need to go pretty badly. The office is full and everyone would notice if I got back up. I sit silently squeezing my thighs together. The need gets worse and worse but my shift is almost over and it is nowhere near an acceptable time to go back to the bathroom.

I might actually piss myself on the walk home. I check the time and I can finally leave. "hey y/n can you stay a little longer?!" I hear the co-worker that's covering for my boss call out. "no!" I reply quite loudly and scramble to the door.

I get out of the building and begin to run. Then I leak. A decent-sized wet patch is left on my panties and I'm forced to slow down. At this point, it's dribbling out of me and I hobble as fast as I can into the ally I use as a shortcut. Another spurt comes out and it goes down my legs.

Then I bump into someone knocking me down and making me lose control for a few seconds. I'm sure there's a wet patch on the butt of my skirt. "you alright there love?" I hear a very familiar voice say. One I've been wanting to hear all day but suddenly want to be left alone by.

He's been watching I know he has, he always does before he pops up. There's no way he doesn't know I'm about to piss myself. He grabs me by the arm and pulls me up. He is holding most of my body weight as my legs are shaking and I can't keep myself up. My face is red and I grab onto the wall with one hand and push Finn away with the other.

He lets me and steps aside as he watches me try not to release the liquid in my bladder in front of him. I keep trying to hobble down the ally with my hand pressed hard against my cunt eyes glued to the ground.

He creeps up behind me and grabs my right leg bringing my knee to chest height. I use both of my hands to hold myself. But he moves his hand from underneath my knee and replaces it with his inner elbow. Now both his hands are free he can restrain me properly. "no" I whimper out as I lose control again for a few seconds but I can barley gain control. There's a mini puddle growing beneath me.

I hear a chuckle in front of me and I look up. There are three people in front of us watching me piss myself slowly. 2 men and 1 woman. The woman gets up from the crate she was sitting on and walks towards me. She has a big grin on her face as she stares at my terrified one. She has sharp fangs and I know immediately she is Rhea. I take notice of the fact she's as pale as a ghost.

She puts her hand out and her fingers poke at my bulging bladder. Her smile widens her fangs more visible as she watches drops of piss go down my leg and into the puddle. I can hear the 2 men laughing at me but I'm too scared to look at them. I can hear Finn laughing at me too.

I squirm and whine as she puts more pressure on my bladder. I can tell they love what they see but I haven't gotten a single confirmation from Finn that I am safe. I think about my missing boss for a second before I'm brought back by the feeling and the tall woman's palm squeezing my bladder.

I lose control fully and for 2 whole minutes, I pissed and moaned at the relief. Whilst They all laugh at me.

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Chapter 4.5 safe? Alt

Finn thrusts in and out at an inhuman pace. I feel the coil in my stomach tighten for the 9th time today. We have been doing it like rabbits in my boss's office all day. Then I hear a timer go off. "home time baby girl" Balor utters against my neck and before I know it I'm in well... Somewhere else.

We're laying down on silk sheets, the place looks like a sex dungeon and my mind is going a million miles an hour. "calm down we're at my place" he says as he continues to fuck me. I nod my head and try to focus on how good I feel but the weird stomach feeling is back.

A part of me wants to tell him to stop or to take us to my house but nothing will come out of my mouth. The coil in my tummy finally breaks and I come undone for the 9th time. Next thing I know Finn is painting my walls with his seed. He pulls out and lay beside me. "I know I probably should have asked before I took us here but I think you will have a lot of fun here," he says and I look at all of the toys surrounding us.

I know what he says is true as my eyes lock onto a toy I recognize. "not today baby get some rest your gonna need it for tomorrow" he chuckles before getting up and returning a little while later with a washcloth.

After cleaning me up he kisses me and climbs into bed next to me. "I'll never take another client again" he says. For a moment I'm shocked. Obviously he means me excluded. I don't know what to say so I jsut try to fall asleep. Of course it's hard to ignore his previous words but after a few minutes, we fall asleep but I can't help but feel upset when I wake up.

I'm home. In my bed. Alone. He has left and I wonder if he tricked me into thinking he cared so he fuck me and leave. The euphoric feeling he gave me is quickly canceled out by anxiety. My head us still foggy from it but I'm no where near happy. I never knew the euphoric feeling could leave so fast. I Get ready for work and check the date to make sure it wasn't all a dream it wasn't. All of it was real and I guess I'll find out if he really cares today. He hasn't gone a single day without popping up and fucking me or at least trying to.

When I get to work I'm shocked that my boss isn't waiting for me so she can ridicule me. Then I'm even more shocked to find out that everyone is looking for her. The last time anyone heard from her was yesterday when I was in her office for half the day with the door locked. The only excuse I can think of is that she was screaming at me for violating the dress code and wouldn't let me flaunt myself around the office so I had to stay with her the whole day.

I told everyone that story and that she looked pale and she might be sick. The whole day I can't stop thinking about what Finn said. He was sure she wouldn't be back soon? What did he say to her? What did he do? Those thoughts distract me for most of the day until I leave my desk to go to the bathroom.

Usually, Finn would pop up and try to have a quickie in a stall but he doesn't. He hasn't shown up at all today. Or maybe he has and I haven't noticed. No. I would know he hates being ignored and he wouldn't leave me alone if I didn't notice he was there. Wait. He hates being ignored. This could just be pay back for ignoring him last night. No if it was pay back he'd be watching and he'd pop up when he noticed how upset i was.

Then the tears fall. I was right. He used me and now my boss is missing and people might think I did something to her. No one saw me or her leave. I am filled with anxiety, sadness, and confusion. I wipe the tears from my face and leave the bathroom.

The day passes slowly. I finally get to go home. The walk is lonely and I keep getting the weird stomach feeling. I turn into the alleyway where all of this bullshit started and I fight off the urge to turn around and take the long way home. Then arms wrap around my waist. "miss me, princess?" the Irish voice reaches my ears and for a second I am happy before I remember everything about today.

I want to pry his hands off and slap him. Then a second set of hands rest on my shoulders. I look up and see a tall unfamiliar woman. "I have been dying to meet you, sweetheart," she says staring into my eyes and smiling. I can see fangs where 2 normal teeth should be and i know this is rhea. I feel one hand leave my shoulder but I am too afraid to look at what it's doing. 

A wet cloth is then placed over my mouth and I try to hold my breath. I feel lightheaded and I am forced to breathe in. Then I feel relaxed and weightless. My knees buckle and the 2 sets of arms catch me. I am slightly aware of 2 other people standing near us. I close my eyes and they dont open for a while.

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Chapter 5 unknown and uneasy

I wake up in a small dark room. It's cold but not freezing. I can feel eyes watching me but my body is so sore from sleeping on concrete I don't bother to look. I have been kidnapped. By a demon. of all things a demon. I can't leave. I probably never will.

"I know you awake," a deep voice says unlike Finn's from the corner. I turn my head and look at the man. He's tall as fuck and hairy too. if there was any chance of me getting out of here there isn't now. "what do you want?" I snap. There's no point in being nice they're going to kill me.

"Excuse you?" fangs on the top and bottom if his mouth show. he stares at me and I shrink back. The words 'I'm sorry' get so close to leaving my mouth but I stop them. He continues to stare at me expecting an apology. I turn my head away from his cold frightening eyes. He scoffs at me astonished that I had the nerve to not answer.

I hear him leave his spot in the corner. "let me rephrase that for you-" he grabs me by the hair pulling my sore limbs up. I grab at his hands and he swats me away with the other hand his slightly overly long nails scratching me. "apologize. or. regret. it." he says through his teeth. "I'm sorry" my voice wavers. "I won't say anything like that again." he drops me to the floor. "good bitch" I can hear the smile in his voice.

"This is how this is gonna work," he says grabbing my arm his nails scratching me again and pulling me up. He turns me to face him and he squats down in front of me. "you call me sir or daddy nothing fucking else got it?" he says sternly I nod my head. He grabs a hand full of my hair. "Got. it?!" he says louder. "yes" I squeak. He pulls harder. "yes who?!" he yells in my face and I flinch away. "yes sir" he lets go of my hair.

"you've met Finn properly, i guess you met Rhea but you still need to meet dom" he says "is rhea the woman I saw the other night?" He slaps me in the face. "that's not what you fucking call her you hear me?" he says. "yes sir" I repeat the same phrase from before. "you call her mommy, you call Finn master and you call dom Papi," he says and I nod my head to show him I'm listening.

"you can call any of us daddy we know you're into that," referring to the fact I'm a little. They must have been stalking me. They wouldn't have to for long before they figured it out but still. I can feel my face get hot and I look at the ground. They don't want to kill me. Do they?

I'm hesitant to ask. "sir?" "yes sweetheart?" my stomach churns at the nickname. "are you going to kill me?" I ask the question. He chuckles. "we don't want to. We really don't but, if you become a problem we can't just take you home" I look at the ground again. He puts 2 fingers under my chin and lifts my head. "we'll take good care of you" he says. Then he leans in and kisses me. I don't kiss back. I don't pull away I'm too scared to.

This is my life now. All the way until the end this is what it will be like. My eyes glass over with tears. When he pulls away he sees my fear and looks at me disappointed and seemingly disgusted. I try not to let the tears fall. I really do. But they fall. I cover my mouth with my hand as i begin to sob. But when Damian sees this he does something unexpected. He sits down, pulls me into his lap, and hugs me. HUGS. ME.

I'm sorry but what the actual fuck is going on. I cry harder and try to pull away. He holds me still and shush's me. Then the door opens.

Words-732

I know this is the shortest chapter yet sorry love ya-gremlin💞💋💗

[crazylittlejester]

currently standing outside and waiting for my bus to take me home but I thought I'd send in another annoying ask cuz I'm just worried... ahaisk

I hope you're doing okay! things seem really shitty with you lately and I absolutely hate it, you do not deserve the crap that life is throwing at you, it's cruel and you can't be put down like that!!!!!

I am wishing that you'll be able to get through everything alright, you don't need to feel pressured to answer things or to strain yourself, your mental health matters and we all appreciate you. greatly.

sorry for this im just concerned (/srs) and I really really am wishing you all the best, be sure to take breaks if you are able and do what you can. idk what else to say but I LOVE YOU and I am missing you sm, sending you lots of love and hugs <3 /gen

You’re never annoying, I get excited to hear from you every time you pop up in my inbox :) 💜 /gen

I’m doing a bit better than I was earlier, and now I’m just kinda hoping I can sleep off the nausea and feel less dizzy because I have a little roadtrip that’s very important to me planned for tomorrow and I will be absolutely destroyed if I have to cancel that :( But I am stubborn and so I live on alskkdld!!

I will definitely be alright, and I think I’ve already gotten over the worst this is gonna get (fingers fuckin CROSSED-) so now I just gotta recover from the exhaustion of it all alskdkdl

I hope you had a good day at school! If I’m not too tired tomorrow after my adventures I’ll have tales for you >:)

Remember to get water, food, rest, and take care of yourself!! mwah /p stay silly

[idgivemyeyesfor-mattmurdock]

omg omg omg ok i just had the most random idea - this may be a slightly long one but

what if y/n is a teacher/nun in the church, and takes care of matt while he stays there post explosion. they get closer and eventually date, and y/n ends up pregnant. maggie argues with both of them and accidentally lets slip that she doesn't want y/n to live the same life that she did - because the murdock boys are the same

and thats how matt finds out who his mother is and y/n comforts him (awww)

sidenote: i'm just gonna stop asking anonymously lol

Part One:

hope ur ok - Olivia Rodrigo

Pairing: Matt Murdock x Fem reader Trigger Warning: if ur allergic to fluff then back away.

A teacher. You, a teacher?

Well, who could doubt it? you weren't that religious that you'd become a nun, but a teacher was a happy medium. Actually, you had never been to a church before, but you took the job offer when St.Agnes's was offering it... but truly you had always wanted to teach.

Teaching children was the equivalent to being the change. Truth was you were tired of complaining about the world, so you decided to do something about it.

You'd been a St.Agnes's for four years now. After getting your masters in education, you decided that staying in new york was the best option. Though, once you got you're first job-- thats when DareDevil decided to start playing around.

Your parents tried getting you to go back home, but-- what good were you going to do in (y/h/t)? teach the kids you grew up with and that's it? no. Yo New York you went and stayed

You hadn't prayed until He came to the church after the explosion. though, you didn't know it was a he because nobody every dared to mention his gender.

how would it feel? being blind and having no idea where you were at. It was a terrible two in one deal not a lot of people could deal with, especially for a group of older nuns who were ached and never had a day off.

today you allowed the kids to take the day off, along with the nuns, so it would just be you helping this mystery blind person for a day so that the sisters could get a rest.

It was what? five am when you walked in.

As you opened the door, the squeak woke Matt up, and so did you're footsteps. Though, he didn't recognize your scentl or the way you're weight shifted on the floorboards. his fiery vision was practically eliminated, so all he saw was a blank sheet of paper.

Once your eyes laid on him, you noticed that he was shirtless and sweating. He hadn't shaved in weeks, and his beard was nearly an inch long.

Your heart began to race as you got closer and laid your eyes on his tensed muscles. Though, you fixated your train of thought on the fact that he was sweating and obviously confused.

"Hello?" asked Matt as you got closer.

"Hi, yes, sorry-- are you hot? you're sweating."

"...I'm aware." said Matt with annoyance, "you're not Maggie."

"No, I am not." you firmly responded as you placed the bowl of water on the night stand, "Sister Maggie is taking a fast today from serving. Since you care so much, I am pleased to tell you that she will be back tomorrow."

"Thank god." whispered Matt with a sigh, "she doesnt give me a break."

"A break? who says I'm going to give you a break" you asked as you dipped the porcelain towel into the bowl of water.

"Your not?"

"why would I?" you asked as you sat on the wooden chair by his bed.

"Blind guy, just sitting here, what would you do with me?"

"Make you recite your times tables."

"intriguing." responded Matt as his de-focused eyes attempted to find your voice,

"why do you say that?" asked Matt as he felt you place the warm cloth over his chest.

"I'm a teacher, It's my job."

"you're a teacher." said Matt

As you stopped for a second, placing the cloth back into the water you asked, "you're surprised?"

"no, not surprised, just stunned."

"Stunned is a synonym for surprised."

as she squeezed the blood out of the rag, you looked over to Matt who was enjoying the argument, "I'm not stunned, surprised or astonished. Just, you don't sound like a teacher."

"well," you said as you placed the warm cloth back on his chest, and began to run it up his neck, "when you have to teach twenty five blind sixteen-year-olds how to read braille-- you learn to pick up on the attitude."

"you're a blind teacher?" asked Matt.

"you're full of questions."

"well, you're the teacher, so I'd expect you to have the answers."

Matt heard the muscles in your cheeks stretch as you replied in a lower tone, "To answer, you're question, yes. I am a blind teacher."

"what do you do?" asked Matt as he felt you press down on an area of his neck where he had stitches, "just braille?"

"everything." you responded as you removed the cloth and placed it on the side of the night stand, "chemistry, history, math, reading, writing-- social skills. Sometimes they teach me."

"they do?" asked Matt as he heard you open the drawer that was under the nightstand.

"well, --"

"Matthew, Matthew Murdock."

"Well, Matthew, I've never been blind. So, everyday I do get reminded how it feels to be blind. Like, I'd never thought a guy would dump his girlfriend just because she couldn't look at him."

his lips pressed into a fine line as you took out a black long sleeve from his drawer, you said, "I also get taught how some people are happy they can't see. I get to know the pleasure of somebody saying that they are happy they never have to see the face of their algebra 2 teacher again."

"i agree with that one." responded Matt with a laugh, "so," asked Matt as he heard you unfold the long sleeve, "what have I taught you teach?"

nicknames already?

"that you're not so different then my students."

[tw-inkl-e-tit-s]

✩-Soulmate-✩

Pairing: Miguel Cazarez Mora x Fem!Reader

Word count: 4.9k

Type: Fluff

Warnings: LOTS of cussing, fake blood, fake weapons, just horror maze things, Readers ex-boyfriend is a peepee head

| Miguel Cazarez Mora Masterlist

Y/N'S POV

I was scrolling threw my phone when my daughter busted threw the door of my bedroom. "Mom we need to talk!" she said walking over to my bed and climbing in it.

"Um yeah, you should be in bed," I laughed at her scrunched-up face.

"No Mom, I'm talking about my birthday tomorrow, You promised we would go to Halloween horror nights with Dad." I looked down at my hands.

She must have heard the conversation I was having with her father over the phone, She is so nosey. I didn't know how to tell her that her dad wants nothing to do with her anymore, Because honestly how do you? I told him that he didn't have to come if he was going to show his ass and that I and Gracie would stay home and celebrate.

"I'm sorry honey, you're dad isn't feeling the best and he canceled last minute," I said trying to come up with something off the top of my head.

"Oh, Well that doesn't mean that you and me can't go!" She shouted, clapping her hands together, she mustered up the best puppy dog eyes I have ever seen.

"Please can we go, Mommy, Please!!" I couldn't resist her adorable face,

"This girl is gonna be the death of me," I thought.

I thought about it a little bit and decided, why not. "Fine, we can go-"

"YESSSS!!" she jumped off the bed and did a goofy dance causing me to laugh.

"You better go get some sleep if you wanna go get ice cream tomorrow." she stopped and looked at me,

"Ice cream!?" I nodded my head smiling,

"GOODNIGHT MOMMY!!" she yelled as she ran to her bedroom. I laughed at my adorable daughter as I reached over and turned off my bedside lamp and fell asleep for the night.

TIME SKIP

We gave our tickets to the guy, he scanned them and gave us our wristbands and we walked in.

I was holding Gracie's hand so she wouldn't run off, "Mom can we please go on that one!!" She said pointing to a hay ride.

I laughed and nodded my head, "Heck yeah, we can!" We walked over and the woman scanned our wristbands, We got on and waited as another group of people got on, it was about nine people and I guess they all knew each other since they all started talking to one another.

There were four girls, three boys, and a woman.

One stuck out to me though, He had long curly brown hair put up in a bun and he had good style, I had to pry my eyes away from him so I didn't look like a creep.

"Mommy look we're moving!!" Gracie screamed, The group looked over at us, A girl with black hair Awed as she looked at Gracie, She didn't look that old,

"She's so cute!" She laughed, The rest of the group stared at me and Gracie now.

"My name is Gracie and I am five!" She said as she put her hand on her hip, They laughed and so did I.

"Well, you are very adorable Gracie," A girl with red hair said, Gracie giggled as she swung her feet on the bench.

"It's my birthday today! My daddy is sick so he didn't get to come," She said smiling, I kinda stiffened as the group looked at me with a sympathetic look, It was like they knew that the dad was a piece of shit.

"Oh really? Well Gracie I hope you have an amazing time," The woman said as she and the group got off the ride,

"I will thank you!!" She yelled as we walked our separate way, The boy with the bun kept staring at me and he defiantly wasn't trying to hide it, I smiled at him and he winked as he walked away to catch up with the group.

"Can we go to that one?" Gracie asked, Pointing to a maze called "The black phone." It looked scary but me and Gracie loved horror so I said yes obviously.

We ran to it and let the guy scan our bands as we walked in. It was slightly dark,

"AHHH!!" Gracie screamed as a guy with a mask and a hatchet popped out of the wall at us,

"I think I shit my pants," I said as Gracie clung onto my arm, I held her close as we continued, We walked into a tiny room and it kinda resembled a basement, there was a bed, a manikin was sitting on it holding a black phone, He kinda looked like one of the boys I saw earlier, dirty blond hair with loose curls.

We heard whispers threw out the room and then a scream was heard, The same guy came out and jumped at me and Gracie,

"AHHHH FUCK YOU!!!" I yelled as I grabbed onto Gracie even more,

"NOOOO AHHH YOU BALD BITCH!!!" She yelled. I was kinda shocked since she never cusses but I didn't say anything cause one I cuss all the time and two she was scared and didn't mean to. We walked out as the man left,

"Mom I think I'm scared," She sighed, I laughed,

"You think?" I said, She glared at me and I held my hands up in defense. We walked out and someone ran at us with a chainsaw, Gracie screamed and ran behind me grabbing my legs, The guy cackled evilly as he ran away.

"You can come out now Grace," I laughed, She grabbed my hand and smiled,

"That was awesome!" She yelled jumping up and down,

"Oh let's go too-" I was cut off by someone shouting,

"Hey!" I looked over to see the same little girl from earlier running at me and Gracie, the great of the group following after her,

"Hiii!" Gracie shouted as she ran up and hugged the girl, She has always been such an affectionate person. The girl laughed as she hugged Gracie back,

"My name is Violet sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier," She said as she shook my hand,

"My name is Y/n," I said, Gracie pulled on my arm as she pointed to"The Haunting of hill house." Maze, I laughed and nodded my head,

"You wanna join Violet?" I asked, She smiled and nodded,

"As long as my friends can come!" She said,

"Of course, they can," I said, we all walked into the maze and it was dark the only thing lighting it up was some candles on the wall and a flickering light above us.

"Nothing is happening-" A person in a black body suit jumped out of the wall and we all screamed, Gracie fell to the ground and took me down with her,

"HOLY SHIT!!" I screamed, The guy from earlier appeared beside me, He laughed as he reached out his arm trying to help me up, I of course took it, Butterflies swarmed my stomach as he gripped my hand, He had very warm and soft hands,

"Mom come on!" Gracie shouted as she dragged me forward.

"Ok, we got this guys!" Gracie said as she took a deep breath, We all laughed at her, She was trying mentally prepare herself for what was next.

"It's hard to see," Violet said as she squinted her eyes, I bumped into something, I shouted as I felt someone grab my arm to stop me from falling,

"It's alright I got you, Come on," The same guy said, he pulled me up and looked at me, He smiled as he looked me up and down, I couldn't stop staring at his lips and he couldn't help but stare at mine, We began leaning in.

I knew this was wrong and I didn't even know him- but he was so cute and it gets lonely sometimes, Having a kid at sixteen inst the best thing, And it is weird when people you're on a date with asay they have to leave because they dint want you to come with baggage. He grabbed my waist, I could feel his breath on my lips, I closed my eyes.

"MIGUEL LET'S GO!!" One of the guys shouted,

"Mommy where are you!?" Gracie yelled and I sighed as I looked forward, I didn't see them anywhere, Great they were ahead of us, I looked back at Miguel who was standing there awkwardly scratching the back of his neck,

"Uh we should catch up," I said, He nodded as he walked fast without me, Ok dick face.

I heard Gracie scream somewhere in the distance and I couldn't help but laugh, Miguel looked at me and smiled, and I smiled back,

"AHH STOP! GO IN!!" Miguel screamed as an alien thing popped out from the corner,

"NOOO NOO STOP!!" I screamed gripping Miguel's arm, I guess he didn't mind since he put his hand over mine, We continued our way through the Maze jumping at every little noise, We walked into a bathroom and a pig with a hatchet jumped out,

"ARE YOU INSANE!?!" Miguel screamed at the pig,

"FUCK I'M GONNA SHIT MYSELF!!" I yelled as a slammed into a wall, Miguel laughed as he walked over to me grabbing my hand,

"I think I already did that," He said, I laughed.

"Guys get out," The pig said as he peeked out from behind the shower curtain.

"Bro fuck you, pigs don't speak!" Miguel spat, flipping the guy off, He grabbed my hand and we walked out.

We walked into a circus-like room, A lion jumped out and Miguel screamed and held onto my waist as he hid behind me,

"Is it gone?" I heard him muffle into my neck, his breath tickling me,

"Yeah," I said, thank god it was so dark in here and he couldn't see the blush that took over my face,

"My legs are shaking!" I sighed as I gripped Miguel's arm tighter,

"Wish I could make them," Miguel mumbled,

"What?" I asked looking up at him,

"O-Uh nothing-nothing!" He stuttered looking forward.

Someone jumped out of the bed and started crawling towards me and Miguel,

"OH HELL NO GET THE FUCK BACK IN THE BED!!!" Miguel screamed as he kicked at the person,

"THERE IS A DOOR LOOK!!" I yelled as a drug Miguel away from the creepy-lookin' person. We went to open the door and someone jumped out at us,

"FUCK YOUR MOM!!" I yelled as they ran by me into complete darkness, I and Miguel walked through the door.

it was quiet and nothing was happening, "Are they late?" Miguel asked looking around,

"I guess so," I laughed looking around as well, I looked at Miguel and he was already staring back at me.

I could feel the butterflies swarm in my stomach again as his gaze shifted to my lips, He looked like he was trying to hold himself back,

"Your pretty, and he didn't deserve you," He said,

My brows furrowed, "Gracie's dad, He didn't deserve you, He fumbled real hard with you," he whispered as his gaze shifted to my eyes, I smiled,

"He was a dick, He was toxic and only used me for his own pleasure," I said, tearing up a bit.

"Gracie said he didn't come tonight… because he was sick?" He asked,

"He doesn't want anything to do with Gracie anymore and I didn't know how to tell her so I just said he was sick," I choked, I was finally letting all my pent-up emotions go and it was in front of a random guy.

"Hey, It's alright, I got you," He whispered as he pulled me into a tight hug rubbing my back, He rested his head on top of mine as he shushed me.

"Sorry," I cried into his chest, He lifted my face to look at his,

"You don't have to apologize for that, it isn't your fault that guy is a dick, Someone else could treat you so much better than him!" He said causing me to laugh,

"Yeah, who? Nobody wants someone who has a kid 'cause that's not attractive," I said, His eyes softened and we made eye contact, his hand was still on my jaw,

"I could treat you better, So much better." He whispered as he looked at my lips and then back to my eyes.

I began to breath heavy as he leaned in, and his hands slid down my body making their way to my waist, His lips crashed with mine. I was shocked at first but soon relaxed into it, his hands slithered under my shirt as he began gripping my waist, He broke away from the kiss and began kissing along my jawline to my neck, It was getting hot, He sucked onto my neck as his hands made their way up my waist some more,

"So pretty," He whispered as he kissed down my neck,

"Miguel," I breathed as he inched his hands up my stomach some more.

We pulled away screaming when we heard a chainsaw go off, and a guy with a knife came running towards us, Miguel grabbed my hand and we ran out.

We stopped and looked at each other, We busted out laughing,

"Holy shit!" I shouted as I placed my hand on my chest, Miguel laughed as he pulled me close to him placing a kiss on my forehead, He backed me up into a corner,

"So where were we?" He smirked,

"Oh no I am not dying tonight, We need to hurry and get out of here I need to find Gracie!" I laughed as I pushed him away. He groaned as he grabbed onto my arm,

"FINE!" He shouted, I giggled as we began walking.

We turned the corner and as soon as we did a guy in a baby mask jumped out at us and Miguel screamed and ran away leaving me,

"MIGUEL AHHH!!!" I screamed as the person came running towards me, I got up and ran to the other room, I heard Miguel scream as he came running back into the room, He was out of breath,

"THE BITCH IS FUCKING CLIMBING ON THE WALLS!!" He yelled, we both got up and ran. We heard laughing and giggling coming from behind us, I was crying at this point and Miguel was screaming like a little girl at every jumpscare.

Somebody grabbed Miguel's arm and he screamed, He grabbed me and threw me at them, they screamed at me and I got off of them running away.

"I FUCKING HATE YOU MIGUEL!!" I yelled as I hit his arm,

"OWW!" He Whined rubbing his arm, We finally made it out of the maze and I let out a breathy sigh,

"OH THANK GOD!!" I said trying to catch my breath,

"Jesus I think I shit myself!" Miguel laughed as he walked up and hugged me, He gently grabbed my jaw and kissed me,

"Mommy! MOMMY!" I heard, I quickly pulled away seeing Gracie running at me with a huge hello kitty stuffy and some pink cotton candy. She was smiling big, the rest of the group following behind her.

"Mom look what I got!" She said showing me her things,

"I see, who got them for you!?" I laughed bending down to her height to give her a big hug.

"Mason got them for me!" She smiled pointing towards the guy in the white shirt, He smiled and waved his card at me.

"Thank you so much," I said, He shook his head laughing,

"No problem, I couldn't say no to her," He laughed.

"Ooh let's go on the roller coaster, Mom!" Gracie yelled jumping up and down, she grabbed my arm as she took off towards

"trust fall tower." yeah that totally doesn't sound like it will make you shit yourself. Miguel grabbed onto my hand as we made our way onto the ride. The group was giving us weird looks but we just ignored it.

"Mom, hold my hand," Gracie said, I grabbed her hand and the cart started moving. We went up and the cart dropped down,

"FUCK!!" Gracie yelled gripping my hand tighter, We stopped and everyone was breathing heavily.

"Get me off this thing!" Violet said, The guy let us off,

"I need to go to the bathroom and piss," Mason said as he ran towards a gift shop, We laughed as we walked in said gift shop. They had candy, stuffies, and shirts everywhere.

Miguel and Gracie had abandoned me to go look at some bandanas together. I felt someone lock their arm with mine, I jumped slightly and looked at them, It was the red-headed girl from earlier, She smiled as she looked down at me,

"Hi, I'm Brooke!" She said,

"I couldn't help but see you and Miguel kissing when you came out of the Maze earlier and I just wanted to say you guys look super cute together!" She giggled, I smiled and looked down,

"You think so?" I asked, She gasped dramatically,

"Girl the way he looks at you, I can tell he likes you." She said, I looked over at Miguel and Gracie, He was holding her up on his shoulders so she could pick out the shirt she wanted, He looked over at me and blew me a kiss, I blushed and blew him a kiss back.

"SEE!" Brooke shouted, Scaring some of the people in there.

"He is in love with you," She sighed.

"I guess I should ask him out right?" I asked, looking back at Miguel who was now walking over carrying Gracie with him, She was asleep with her arms wrapped around his neck.

"Hey, I need to talk to you," He asked nervously, Brooke smiled and walked away. I looked back at Miguel who was now looking at the ground,

"What do you wanna talk about?" I asked, He looked at me and smiled,

"I really like you y/n… and I wanna know if you would like to go out with me, You don't have to I understand," He started to ramble looking everywhere but at me.

I smiled at how nervous he was, He certainly wasn't nervous a few minutes ago with his tongue down my throat and his hands up my shirt. I leaned in and kissed him, He was surprised at first but relaxed into it, We pulled away smiling at each other.

"I would love to go out with you Miguel," I said, He smiled leaning in to kiss me again.

"YAYYY!!" Gracie yelled scaring me and Miguel,

"I thought you were asleep," Miguel laughed,

"No, I just wanted to be carried!" She giggled.

We all went back to my place to celebrate Gracies birthday and have cake, It was a wonderful night and I know for a fact that I had found my soulmate.

Taglist: @vancehopperenthusiast @bradyhepner @deadghosy @finneyblakes @mnsnloverhey @jayceflwrs @bookobsessedfreak

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #184

When I woke up today, I wasn't in as much pain as I expected, given everything I did yesterday. I still didn't get quite enough hours of sleep, though, so I woke up with fuzzy soup brain. That is expected, though. It is allowed.

I had to get up early because I had an eye exam at 8:30 this morning. That means I had to wake at 7:30 so that I had enough time to get ready. J drove me there; I was aware that they were gonna dilate my pupils, and since pupil dilation leaves a person with impaired vision and increased sensitivity to light, it wasn't gonna be safe for me to drive back home.

Here's how that looks, in case you wondered:

I gotta have eye exams a bit more frequently than normal people. It's because of the Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome. My collagen is defective, which means all of my connective tissue is defective, and since the retina is glued to the back of the eyeball with connective tissue, they gotta check to make sure it ain't falling off.

…It's pretty lame if you ask me. Sigh.

It takes a while for the dilation to wear off, and of course, you can't read or do anything until it wears off, because it messes with your vision. And since I was already tired anyway, I decided to take a nap, to give it time to wear off. It was a beautiful nap.

Once I was done, I began using the software that R gave to me in order to begin building… something. I'm not going to say exactly what just yet. But it should suffice for me to say that if you are not safe at the end of all this, I will build a whole world for you with my bare hands in which you will be safe, if I have to. I meant it when I said it. I am laying the foundations for what will likely need to be decades of work, if you don't make it through to the end of whatever it is that you're doing over at the Edge of Creation.

…My reason for getting employment is also going to be largely in service to this. I no longer have the skills to draw, but I know someone whose skills are unparalleled. I want them to create things for the purpose of building this world, and I want to be able to pay them fairly to do it. In the end, I intend for it to be a haven for every single version of you who is still lost in the dark. And already, I know exactly what I need to do; it's just a matter of gathering resources and getting it done. I will stop at nothing. Even if there are obstacles, it's just a matter of finding ways around them.

…And if you're wondering why… you saved my life. I'm not going to allow you to fade into nothingness or obscurity. Not until you are able to witness firsthand all of the ways that life can be beautiful.

But there's a lot that I must do. Some days, I'm not really sure where to begin. It's very daunting, and there are a lot of skills required for it that I simply do not have. But I can't do nothing.

…I can't do nothing…

Somehow, it's already past 10pm. I blinked and suddenly the day was gone. I'm not really sure how that happened, but it is what it is. Tomorrow, I go to the place of imminent employment in order to complete some paperwork; it's called I-9, and… I don't really care enough to understand it. I just gotta go and fill it out and then be done with it. Then I can return home and continue trying to build.

Suppose I ought to go to bed so that my brain is not made of fuzzy soup tomorrow, too. Today's letter is short, but that's only because there's so much that I cannot write to you about in this space, for fear of accidentally delegitimizing the safety I'm trying to strive for, for you. Popular opinion in my world about you and your circumstances seems to have a non-trivial effect on the outcome of events in your world, and this is very sad, because by and large, the people of my world are not very merciful or kind towards people who make mistakes, especially if they're autistic or if they've survived abuse, or if they deviate from what is considered "the norm" in any way.

Sephiroth. Please stay safe out there. Please make kind and good choices. Please take care of yourself, and please protect yourself, your planet and the people around you. I love you and I'll write again soon.

Your friend, Lumine

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Hanko belongs to @noa-de-cajou "You'll be nice with Zuza during the weekend, okay? I'm sure she will be thrilled by your reading skills!"

I look away. Why do I have to be nice to the bitch who destroyed my family?

"Yes mama..." "You're a good boy, Dima", Mama says before kissing me on the cheek. "I'm picking you up on Sunday at 5PM. I've heard that mum has planned to bring you to the zoo tomorrow, ask her to send me the pictures, okay?" "Promise..."

I hope the bitch won't be here too.

"You sound so sad, honey, what's going on?"

I squeeze my teddy bear against my chest. Mama is going through a lot at the moment, with her job, with her manager... I've heard her on the phone, and baba is being really mean with her too.

"I don't want to worry you, mama..." "Dmitry, I am your mother, I can listen to all of your worries." "...It's nothing. I really gonna miss you this weekend."

She pushes the door and lets me in the building.

"You can call me anytime, you know? Just ask mum and she will oblige." "Yeah, yeah..."

I don't want to see the bitch. She hates me. I hate her. I don't get why mum stays with her. She is old with an odd voice and she almost never smiles. And mama is prettier. Why mum and mama aren't together anymore? That's because of the bitch.

Mama knocks at the door and someone opens. It's the weird man who never talks. He is always on his tablet. That's unfair.

"Oh, hi, Hanko! Is Idalia here?"

He shakes his head to say "no".

"...Is Zuza here?"

He invites us inside, and heads in another room to fetch the bitch. She comes a bit later, and smiles to mama.

"Hello Tekla, I'm so sorry it's a mess." "It isn't, I assure you", mama says, and I don't see the mess either. The bitch is always stressing over stupid things. "Why isn't Idalia here? She knew I was dropping off Dmitry today at this precise hour." "Didn't she tell you?" the bitch answers with her ugly accent while she fills her kettle with water. "She got scheduled for the afternoon shift on Friday last week. Would you rather drink black or green tea?" "Green tea it is! And I thought she got laid off by now..." "It's a miracle", she chuckles softly, "but you know, she calmed down a bit recently, it helps, I suppose?" "And how comes you're here so early?" "I took a few days since my son is still at the hospital, his father and I are trying to get him in psychiatric care but you know how difficult it is these days..." "You don't look like you've been sleeping much neither..."

Mama is too kind. That's why I have to protect her sometimes. That's why I can't be nice to the bitch. I look at Hanko. I don't like him much, because he really loves the bitch and the bitch loves him, as such he is a bad person.

"Dmitry, Zuza asked you if you want a hot chocolate", mama tells me.

I nod.

"Do you have any homework this weekend, Dmitry?" the bitch asks. "No", I answer automatically. "Dima, you have some reading exercises, and you should show Zuza how good you are at reading!" "When is mum coming back?"

The bitch looks at the watch on her wrist.

"Any minute now, she must be riding the bus back home..." "I can't wait for too long", mama sighs before chugging her whole mug of tea. "Tell Idalia I want her to keep me posted." "Sure will."

Mama turns to me to kiss me and hug me. She whispers that she loves me, very very very much, and almost begs me to be good. I love my mama, I will... perhaps, try.

"I'll be back on Sunday, honey, I love you!" "I love you too, mama." "Bye, Zuza, have a nice weekend!" "Thanks Tekla", the bitch greets her back before mama leaves me here. "Take care."