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deanwinchestersbabygirll · 1 year ago

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Needed you pt1

-warnings// fluff, a lotta angst and implied smut

-a lil summary// Dean acts like an ass, Castiel saves the day yayyy

Castiel x reader

word count//1626

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"You're such an asshole Dean! I have every right to go on this hunt the same way you and sam do!" You demanded frustrated by the way Dean was banning you from the hunt, so what if you matched the witches victims, you've been a hunter just as long as they were having being brought into it by your parents

"The answers no Y/N we're not risking it!" Dean yelled packing his weapons in his duffel bag as Sam stood silent watching the fight take place not knowing what to do, you rolled your eyes crossing your arms over chest

"it's my life Dean and I can take as many damn risks as I want, especially when it comes to hunting" you yelled back at him your face growing redder by the second

Dean turned to face you his face full of anger "it's not your life I'm worried about, if Sam and I are worried about saving your ass every damn hunt we're gonna wind up dead and I ain't letting that happen so either shut up and research or find someone else to hunt with!" Dean yelled before grabbing his bag

You felt your eyes burn with tears taking in what he just said, Sam grew angry at the comment and he stepped forward to his brother "what the hell is wrong with you Dean" he was angry you were there friend for years knowing them since you were kids, you were family to them, well to Sam at least

"what Sam it's true, she doesn't pull her weight! how many hunts have you gotten bit or stabbed or shot at because Y/N needed help? At least Cas helps out!" Dean said storming out the motel door towards the impala

Sam sighed and turned to face you, taking note of the tears streaming down your face, he pulled you into his arms his large hand cradled the back of your head as your cried into his chest "just ignore him Y/N he's just being a jerk, you do everything for us I mean you've saved our lives more times than I can count, just sit this one out till I figure out what's making him lash out" Sam said and you knew he was right, being anywhere near dean would kill you right now

You nodded against Sam's chest sniffling as you pulled away "I'll be okay you head on out" Sam gave you a sad look and placed his hands on your shoulders "please don't leave just stay here, order takeout and we'll be back in 2 days tops" Sam said, he know you like the back of his hand considering you guys were best friends for over 15 years and he knew you would be thinking of packing up and heading off by yourself

"Okay I promise sweetie I'll wait right here, now you go be safe and come back in one piece" you said giving him a quick hug "I will don't worry about me, hey look if you get bored maybe call Cas he wouldn't mind keeping you company" Sam joked nudging your arm knowing of your feelings for the handsome angel

"Yeah yeah just you head on out" you joked pushing Sam to the door shutting it and quickly doing the locks, once you were alone you let your back hit the door as you slid down holding your head to your knees as your cried, you felt so worthless like you were nothing but a burden to the boys, even Castiel, you appreciated Sam's comfort but it didn't ease the pain.

Looking up from your huddled position when you heard a flutter of wings and low and behold the celestial was stood staring at you confused "you're crying? Who's done this" Castiel asked as he nearly down to your level placing his hand on your knee "I'm okay Cas really don't worry about it" you spoke quickly freaking embarrassed having been caught crying

Castiel gave a look as he squinted his eyes, taking in your features "if it's made this upset of course I'll worry about" Castiel said taking your hands in his pulling you up to a standing position, he placed his hands on your face as he gently wiped your tears away "please tell what happened honeybee?" He begged making you break into tears once more

You and the angel sat on the bed, his arm around your waist holding you to him as you told him about your fight with dean. Castiel was tense as you spoke feeling completely enraged towards the older Winchester "he shouldn't say things like that to you" Castiel was said as he twirled a strand of your hair, helping to calm your breathing

You eventually fell asleep on Castiel's shoulder as you both lay on the bed sitting against the headboard, Castiel stared at your sleeping face noting the red tones on your raw cheeks, he pulled out his phone and hit deans contact, normally he would go to where the boys were, but you looked so peaceful he didn't want to disrupt that

"Hey Cas what's up?" Deans gruff voice came from the phone "well I'm not happy considering I found Y/N crying alone " Cas replied annoyed

Dean sighed before answering "just stay out of it Cas it's not a big deal" Castiel only grew angrier at this "yes dean it is, how could you say that to her" cas whisper yelled down the phone "it's between Y/N and i so just mind your own damn business!" Dean yelled before hanging up the phone, Castiel let out a frustrated sigh and placed his phone on the night stand.

A few hours later you woke up to the feeling of fingers moving slowly through your hair, you looked up from your place on Castiel's chest "hey you stayed?" You questioned knowing the angel didn't need sleep "of course, you were upset I wouldn't leave you alone when you're upset" cas said as if stating the obvious

"That's really sweet of you cas I really needed a friend tonight" you leaned in giving the angel a hug which he was hesitant to reciprocate, still getting used to human antics

"I'll always be there when you need me" he said pulling back from the hug gently his blue orbs staring into your eyes "th-that means a lot Cas thank you" you stuttered out feeling awkward his intense stare at you.

Castiel placed his hands either side of your face, he battled an internal thought, before you could ask him what was wrong, he was leaning forward capturing your lips in his own, you were shocked at first Castiel had never shown interest in you other than friendship

Once the shock had worn off you kissed back immediately wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer to you, after a few minutes Cas pulled away from the kiss "I uh w-what was that for?" You questioned still enchanted by the way his lips felt on yours

"Sam and I talked, he told me what it meant when I felt a fluttering sensation in my abdomen when I was with you and how I should talk to you about it" Cas said his striking blue eyes staring into your own as he spoke

"Are you saying you like me?" You asked and Cas leaned forward giving you another small kiss before pulling back once more "I find myself falling for you more everyday" Cas said and you smiled feeling your heart beating a thousand miles an hour "I really like you too Cas"

You leaned forward pushing cas down to the bed as you captured his lips in a searing kiss and straddled his hips, he ran his hands from your waist down to your thighs as he gripped them tightly "I've wanted to kiss you since I first saw you" you said panting as you pulled back slightly only to move your kisses down his neck

He groaned when you nipped at the spot under his jaw "your the only human I have ever felt feelings for Y/N" cas said as his hand grasped your ass holding you close to him as you grinder your hips down softly against his growing your shirt off your body leaving you in your black lace bra as you kissed your way back to his lips.

Breathless you lay against Castiel's bare chest, your hair sticking to your forehead with sweat "that was pretty amazing" you murmured against his skin, Castiel ran his hand up and down your waist “yes I quite liked it, I would like to do it again” Castiel replied

“Oh really?” You asked, Castiel nodded “yes, but only with you” Castiel said, you smiled looking up at him as you moved to leave a kiss on his kiss swollen lips “I’d really like to do that again with you too Cas” you said as you cuddled back into his side.

It was later and the room was in complete darkness, you slept soundly against the angel who remained awake, staying determined to protect you if any evil came lurking through the night, a buzzing coming from the phone that lay in your bag, it was seemingly unnoticed by the angel as he was too focused on the feel of your bare skin against his

It was a message from Dean…

‘Hey sweetheart, listen I’m really sorry for how much of an ass I was to you before leaving, I didn’t mean any of it, I know that’s no excuse, I think we should have a talk when Sammy and I come back, just us, I want to talk to you about some things.’

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ALL MY OWN WORK I DO NOT GIVE CONSENT TO COPY OR PUBLISH ON OTHER SITES , I.E WATTPAD, ETC, WITHOUT MESSAGING TO ASK FIRST

THIS IS FROM MY OLD PAGE @aesthetic-babyyy

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bellsartblog · 7 months ago

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Sept-ingo day 23: different universe with ingo and ingo and ingo and emmet hop the multiverse by @subway-boss-jericho

ok so, part of this post was made when my thumbs was still healing. i thought if my thumbs couldn't work, i still had my other fingers so i gonna try writing sth >:"))) but i'm like really ass though so :"))) tell me how i do :))) i wanna improve this skill of mine as well for future uses.

𖨠──··· At the train station ···──𖨠

no beta read :"))) it's a reunion fic :)))

This place was.... very familiar. It's circular in shape and crowds of people and trainers were rushing to and from the large arches surrounding this space. How Ingo know which person were trainers and which were not was beyond him.

Chimes were going on and off every now and then with rumblings of something big going by in between each interval. all of which was behind the wall he was leaning on. Ingo stands to the side of this strange circular place, preferring to stick to the brick walls so that he won't get swept into the crowds of busy people. being in such a chaotic and strange space but he can't help but find himself at peace.

He stood just a bit taller than he would usually and allowed himself back in Hisui. Peering through the crow, he tries to search for a girl in the similiar survey corp uniform and a white bandana on her head. Akari was the one that brought him here in the first place, but she ran toward the tall pillar in the middle to try and buy some tickets for them both. No, not Akari. It's Dawn now.

"I'll be back! don't go anywhere" and she was off before he could deliver his own message. but it has been a while since then so he was getting a bit anxious. Nothing had changed much in the last minutes or so and the anticipation was eating at him. maybe he should go look for her... but going off the established place would make it hard for her to find him if she was already going back-

"Hello sir!"

a booming voice shocked him out of his almost spiral. the source of which stood just an arm length from him. Someone that wears the same coat as his! but it was shinier and more well-kept. And his face bored resemblances of his own but.... if he was younger. Was he that old already?

"May I help you?"

"Most certainly! I'm Subway Boss Ingo" The man gestured to himself then to his side where another man who looks like his matching copy stood. "And this is my brother, Subway Boss Emmet! We were hoping-"

to be honest, most of what this fellow said went over ingo's head because Emmet was all he cared about right now. It was him, the man in white! His hand reached out on its own but with closer inspection, ingo slowly noticed and he withdrew his hand.

There were smaller inconsistencies, the strips on his coat were cyan when it was supposed to be brownish-red like his. And the emblem, one of the signifiers that helped him identify himself, was different also! Two arrows, one pointed up while the other pointed down. There were more, like his tie and his hair. It was all different! All... wrong?

“You aren’t listening” Emmet stated. Though his smile didn’t change much, and his tone was even as ever, but somehow Ingo just knew this man was being cheeky with him, "too much on your head, perhaps?”

“Ah yes” ingo blushed a bit “my deepest apologies, I thought you were someone else.” he nodded toward Subway Boss Ingo. To which he gave a short wave.

“No worries, Sir! It hasn’t been the first time” the man gave him a small smile. Wait, what did he mean by not the first time? “But to summarize, we were wondering why you were standing here all by yourself and we wanted to ask if you would like some assistance.”

“Thank you but there would be no need.” Ingo stood straight, mirroring the bosses’ posture,” I came here with my niece, you see and -” realization came to him like a freight train. His niece! He was about to go look for her when the duo interrupted him.

“Apologies but I have to go!” Ingo pushed past the bosses and dashed for the pillar in the middle of the room. But he was pulled back before he could enter the crowd. He glared at the hand holding him, it was Emmet’s. “What do you think you are doing? Unhand me!”

Ingo shooked his hand to break free of the man’s grasp but to no avail. “i must go get her. She could be lost herself!”

“Nope.” Instead, with a smile, Emmet pulled him back to them and closer to the wall. Letting his arm go, Ingo pulled his hand back. Emmet and his Ingo stood in front of him, blocking his way to the pillar. Subway Boss Ingo said “Please stay behind the yellow line! you’ll get lost if you join the line with that train. And about your niece, it’s Dawn, correct?”

“h-how did you know?” the air must not be traveling to his head because did he just hear the man spoke her name?

“Like we mentioned, it hasn’t been the first time.” The Subway Boss gave him a small smile, one that only he could make from his own frown. “Now, if you’ll please follow us, we’ll help you reach the ticket booth.”

As promised, the bosses and him weaved through the crowd with no fanfare, though somehow the road to the booth was a long one.

Along the way, they didn’t talk much but he did get to see more people that dressed like him. More Ingos and Emmets, some were traveling in pairs, some were with companions! Pokemons and humans alike (he noted that the black hair woman seemed to appear a lot), some were traveling alone, waiting like he was.

All of which didn’t help reawake any memories for Ingo but among the sea of self, ingo didn’t felt that lonely in his lost and confusion. For once in a long time, the hope in him was reignited and maybe he would get to go home.

The pace slowed and stopped all together. Being closer, the size of the pillar finally dawned on him. It was enormous, ingo couldn’t see the top floor eve when craning his head up all the way. At the front of the pillar were a grand arch and neat queues of people lining in front of it.

“we are here!” Emmet said, “Now to find your niece.” he climbed on his brother back, placed his hand above his eyes and gleamed over the lines. His older brother, while bend over, let out a deep sigh.

“UNCLE INGO!”

All three men looked over to find the girl they were looking for running at them. She ran straight to Ingo, giving him a big hug. So big that it almost toppled him over. “i’m sorry for making you wait for so long” she said not lifting her head from his stomach. “i was lost”.

“it quite alright Dawn” with one hand pulling her tight and the other patting her head, he hoped he had conveyed to her enough of his relief. “Everything is alright”

“Oh! I almost forget!” Daw pushed herself off her uncle and stood up, pulling her uncle with her. “Look! Look!”

Following Dawn’s pointed finger, Ingo thought he was looking into a mirror. A true reflection, another him, with same worn coat and hat, the same tired face and the matching goatee, looking at him with his hand crossed behind his back. The reflection nodded at him and by instinct, he mirrored the action.

“Warden! So that’s where you have been!” the subway bosses came over to “Warden’s” side. He smiled at them; they conversed quietly among each other which was quite a feat because the whole place was noisy already.

“i thought he was you so i was lost.” Dawn explained, she quickly added” But then i noticed that the button on his head was different! And then he led me back to you!”

“Then we must thank him, yeah?” with a nod from Dawn, the niece and uncle duo hold hand as they went over to the three men. Ingo bowed deeply and Dawn copied him. “Thank you for leading miss Dawn back to my station.” he spoke.

“Thank you, mister warden.” Dawn cheerily added.

“no need to thank me for it’s a duty of the warden to lead the astray back on the path of safety.” the Warden deeply bowed in turn. This “warden”, was he like him also? He looked like him, but his demeanor was different, calmer and more content. He also wore the same emblem as the other two bosses as well.

“you must be pondering over our similarities, am i correct?” the Warden said as he stroked his goatee, thinking up a way to explain this whole ordeal “i would be too if i was in your position.”

”You and i and this fellow over there” he pointed at the subway boss “are all Ingos. unlike him though, you and i were both displaced, lost in the vast space and time, but unlike me, you are on your way back to your original station now and I am very happy for you.” the warden came over and patted him on the shoulder.

“but what about you? With those two’s help, you should be on your way too, right?”

“correct! But we haven’t found where that is yet” he retreated his hand “We are still searching for it but we also help conduct anyone we encounter on our way to find their way back!”

“that’s right!” the subway bosses finally joined back into the conversation “after finding mister Warden and learning about his decoupling from his family, we had made it our new objective to help those in similar situation. And this station is one of the many points that the universes intersect with each other. A stop of many where we try to look out for a line leading back to mister Warden’s station.”

“with that all settled, i think it is time for us to depart. “Emmet said while also gesturing toward Dawn who was hang off his side, looking bored out of her mind but she was being quiet out of polite.” let us get back to our track.”

“Right. Again, thank you for conducting miss Dawn here back to me and we wish you luck on your journey.”

“Of course! Now Emmet, is there anything you’d like to add?” the subway boss asked. His back facing his brother’s, ingo knew what he was about to do.

"Follow the rules and drive safely! We're headed for victory! All aboard!" The subway boss in white strike the old so familiar pose, with his left arm straight and pointing at him while his right arm straight to his side and point down.

“All aboard!” subway boss ingo said their phrase in a voice full of excitement and mirrored his brother’s pose. They truly looked like a complete set, black and white, a two-car train. Looking at them, ingo got a glimpse of what home could be like. That, hopefully, when he finally reached his destination, returned to his rightful place, he would be able to do this with his brother as well.

Dawn tugged at him to do the pose with her also. Ingo smiled and so they did. “All aboard!” The duo returned their excitement in full. The trio of universes hoppers waved them goodbye as Dawn led them through the arch in front of ticket booth, to where they would be waiting for their train to go home.

When they reached the platform, it was just in time, a train had just pulled in. They quickly went in and settled themselves. Dawn was knocked out practically the moment her head hit the cushion. Ingo repositioned her so her head was on his shoulder and his arm was securing her to his side. Slowly enough, ingo began to drift out too.

In the final moments of his consciousness, he thought over the encounter he had had. To think that out there, there was a family waiting for him at home and that there were also people and versions of him and his family helping people finding their way back home. All of it gave him such a warm feeling in his heart. His chest tightened and he brought his unoccupied hand up to muffle his hiccups. Some tears were building up on the edge of his eyes and some were traveling down his cheeks already, leaving a trail of warm wetness.

“Please wait for me...” ingo crooked, his closed-up throat made it hard to talk, let alone be quiet about it. But he needed to say it, in the hope that his words would travel through space and reach its intended recipients. “...I'm almost home.”

And with that, his eyes closed, and he let himself be lured to sleep by the rumble of the train, the comfort of the cushion and the warmth of his niece at his side.

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somewhere, in a small office, deep in Gear station, a man laid under a big pile of paper. surrounding him were more papers, diagrams, maps and large symbols. he rose up abruptly, making the papers flew ever where.

“ingo?”

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riddlerosehearts · 1 day ago

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okay so since gale's earring is obviously modded in my game, i'm gonna talk about my headcanons for what i've done with it and how him replacing the mystra earring plays out! i have actually posted about this before, but it's been a while and i started using a different combination of mods to get things closer to how i wanted them, and i also just wanna expand on my thoughts.

i don't want gale to immediately replace his earring or anything. what i do want��what i imagine as part of my personal canon for him and elenion—is for him to choose to quietly remove it and place it at mystra's altar after their confrontation at stormshore tabernacle, as a symbol of him finally accepting that there's more to life than her and as a small form of catharsis after having defied her. he's still a wizard, he can't completely forget the goddess of magic, but he doesn't need her love anymore. and he certainly doesn't need to wear her sigil on his body.

and elenion absolutely notices. but they don't want to press gale about it or push him so they don't say anything right then. instead, when they leave the tabernacle, he gently reaches out and brushes a lock of gale's hair behind his ear. his fingertips graze the now-empty spot where mystra's sigil once was. they ask gale, softly, if it feels lighter now and gale says it does, but he's not sure if it's relief or loss. elenion tells him it's okay to feel both.

neither of them bring up the idea of replacing that earring, or mention it again for the rest of the journey. they both have so much else to worry about, they don't even know if they'll survive all this—and gale needs time and patience to process all these different emotions, and elenion doesn't really care what is or isn't on gale's ear, he just wants gale there, safe and happy and alive at the end of it all.

fast-forward to a few weeks post-game, and gale and elenion are living together in waterdeep. they're walking hand-in-hand through the marketplace on a peaceful afternoon. they weren't really going anywhere in particular, but gale ends up stopping at the window of a jewelry shop. elenion has noticed that gale often reaches up to dangle an earring that isn't there, and he sees the look in gale's eyes now, so he just casually goes "you thinking of getting something sparkly, love? you'd look great wearing something dramatic, like a silver lightning bolt earring. or a little dragon wrapped around a pearl. or a skull with sapphires for eyes". and then, more gently: "we can take a look, if you want." gale laughs and says yes, he'd like that.

elenion acts like a complete menace who might as well be no help at all. he insists that gale try on all the most random earrings in the store and comes up with half-joking, half-heartfelt symbolic reasons for each one ("this one is shaped like an open book! to represent how you're no longer hiding your true self, and also how you never stop talking!" "an ornate key! for unlocking your future, or maybe the key to your heart, which i believe someone very charming and handsome is actually already holding!" "a sunburst with a ruby in the center, because you're finally stepping into the light! and because you'd look hotter than the sun wearing it."), partly just because it makes gale laugh but also because he doesn't want to be the one to choose gale's new earring. they don't want this to be just another thing he wears for someone else, so they want him to push back on all of their ridiculous suggestions and find something that's his.

and gale does. he smiles and affectionately rolls his eyes at all of elenion's nonsense. and while they're distracted, he picks up a gold moon with a purple jewel in it. a perfect match for the silver stars with blue jewels that elenion always wears. he holds it up to his ear, asks his partner what they think. and their breath catches a little before they smile and sincerely say that it's beautiful.

#baldur's gate 3 #gale dekarios #gale x tav #oc: elenion silverdew #starweave #bg3 #oops this post got. kind of long.#i should've known it would get away from me like that because my posts always do #i'm mostly just posting it for myself tbh but it's also here if anyone else wants to read my sappy headcanon about gale and my tav <3 #both gale and elenion's earrings are modded and i had to like #combine several mods + teach myself how to make some edits for personal use #and it's still not perfect tbh but i got very very close to what i picture in my head #also i just want to add that what elenion says about the open book earring could symbolize HIM just as much #and gale very lovingly calls him out on his hypocrisy there!

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 2 years ago

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AITA for laughing at my conservative uncle?

This is an incident that made half of my family go no/low contact with each other, and some still think I was an asshole for it (I think I wasn't), but I wanna get tumblr's perspective. I was 24(F) when this happened, my uncle was 58.

Thanksgiving 2021 my family wanted a big weekend long get together after not being able to do Thanksgiving in 2020 due to lockdowns. Family members took time off work and drove in from out of state so we could all hang out from Thursday to Sunday.

We all have that one uncle who spends every family event saying the most out there racist/sexist/homophobic/transphobic/whatever shit, and mine I feel is worse than most. He has some truly shitty takes like "It should be legal to hunt the homeless for sport", and "If a woman doesn't wanna get raped she should get married at like 16 and never go anywhere without her husband," and "If I ever saw a man pretending to be a woman I would kill him with my bare hands, and most of this nation would agree with me". Truly a piece of shit. Meanwhile my family knows I am extremely progressive, so they do their best to keep me and my uncle separate during family events or else it could (and has in the past) lead to shouting matches.

But here's the thing: I would happily avoid him and not talk to him during get togethers, but he loves arguing. He seeks me out. He'll follow me to the bathroom and bring up transphobic things happening in the news. He'll get up from the dinner table to walk over to me and shove an news article about Trump in my face. If he sees me enter the room he'll start talking LOUDLY about his political opinions. He WANTS to argue with me, and the family considers it my duty to ignore him and calls me an asshole when I engage, because that's just giving him what he wants. But he somehow never gets called out for hounding me, because "that's just how he is".

So it's Thanksgiving 2021. And maybe it's because of the therapy, or maybe it's just because I'm getting tired of avoiding him, or maybe it's the lockdowns that eroded my social graces, but I see him spot me from across the room and get that "ohhh I'm gonna make her sooooo mad" little glint in his eye and start to make his way over, and I don't find it infuriating anymore. I find it deeply funny that this divorced, no job, no bitches, deadbeat dad, that everyone secretly hates, has decided the only way he can get a drop of serotonin in his sad miserable life that HE ruined all by himself, is to turn to reactionary politics in a desperate attempt to get a rise out of his niece.

He starts in on the regular vile transphobic shit (I don't need to repeat it we've heard it all before, imagine the worst anti-trans rhetoric you've ever heard and yup. That's what he was saying) and I don't try to counter his points like I usually do. I just laugh. He keeps going, looking more and more puzzled, and I keep laughing.

He thinks I didn't hear him right. No no, I heard it all, and it was funny. He decides I must be too triggered to speak. No I promise, I'm having the time of my life. He guesses I'm not as smart as I think I am then, if I can't come up with a good counterpoint. Oh I'm plenty smart, and you're plenty hilarious.

Long story short he gets madder and madder that I won't engage until he's red faced and yelling. Family members are trying to calm him down and telling me to stop. I don't. I'm not mad that they're again blaming me for the interaction when I was just standing there and HE came up to ME, it's just really funny at that point. Really funny that the entire family walks on eggshells to protect his precious feelings when they could just laugh in his face like I am. My uncle punches a hole in my grandmother's wall and storms off cussing. The mood of the entire Thanksgiving weekend is ruined, and even my most left leaning family members think I'm an asshole because I KNOW how he is and I should have just walked away.

Should I have just walked away to save everyone's Thanksgiving weekend?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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canirove · 1 year ago

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Broken Hearts Football Club | Chapter 15

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"June, are you alright?" Vittoria asked.

"Uh?"

"You've been so… off. Did something happen?"

"No, nothing."

"Then?"

"I guess I'm just a bit sad that the season has ended. It's been a good one."

"It has, yes. We may have only won the league, but that is huge."

"It is" June smiled. "So, how do I look?"

"Ugh, stunning. Me?" Vittoria said, doing a twirl.

"Also stunning. That photographer you fancy will have a hard time trying to not take photos only of you."

"Let's hope so" she sighed. "What about you?"

"What about me?"

"Is Chilly going to the party?"

"I don't know. And I don't care, to be honest."

"Oh my God, June. What did you do?"

"Nothing" she shrugged.

"June…"

"I did nothing, Vittoria. Why does it have to be me the one who did something?"

"You are actually right. He could have also done something, you both are equally stupid."

"Thank you" June replied, rolling her eyes.

"But something did happen, didn't it? Is that why you are acting weird?"

"Vittoria, nothing happened. Ben and I are just friends."

"Oh so that's it, then... He just wants you to be friends. Please tell me that's it and not that you fucked things up."

"I don't want to talk about it, so can we please go? If we are late Lauren is gonna get mad, and neither of us want to deal with that."

"Ok, fine. I'll stop asking. But June…" Vittoria said, taking her hand. "I'm your friend. You know you can trust me and tell me anything. About Chilly or about whatever."

"I know, and I'm very thankful for it" she smiled. "Shall we?"

"Yes, let's go party Chelsea style" Vittoria chuckled.

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"Congratulations on that award, June."

"Thank you, Mason."

"You look gorgeous tonight, by the way."

"You also look very nice yourself."

"Thank you" he smiled. "Though anyone looks good on a suit."

"I beg to differ" June said. "You can wear the best suit out there, that if the person wearing it doesn't have it…"

"And do I have it?" he smirked.

"You know you do, Mason. You know you do" she replied with a matching smile.

"Fancy a drink?" he asked.

"Sure" June replied, taking the arm he was offering her.

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"June, are you sure about this?"

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"I don't know. Aren't you and Chilly…"

"We are friends, Mason."

"That's what he said, but are you really sure? Because he is my best friend and I don't want to make things awkward or anything."

"We are just friends, nothing else. So shut up and kiss me, Mount."

"As the lady commands" he smiled.

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"Fucking hell, John. You scared me!" June said as she walked into the kitchen.

"Good morning to you too, sis. Looking for this?"

"Give me that" she said, snatching her underwear from his hand.

"I'm gonna have to disinfect that table, I can't leave my keys there anymore. God knows what you did there."

"You are so not funny, John" she said.

"Did you fuck anywhere else? The sofa? The dining table? I've heard you in the shower, but I guess the water has cleaned that already. Unless you did it against the sink. That will need disinfecting too, I wash my teeth there."

"John, shut up!" June said, her face burning.

"It's ok, sis. I'm happy for you. Ending the season with a bang... Or a few" he laughed.

"I hate you."

"I love you too" he smiled.

"June, have you seen my… Oh, John, hey."

"Mason?" he said, looking from him to his sister, his eyes wide.

"What are you looking for, Mase?" June said, ignoring John's look.

"My watch. I remember I took it off because it bothered me and now I can't find it."

"Have you checked under the bed?"

"Yep."

"And between the bed and the bedside table?"

"I have not. I'm gonna look there" he smiled before leaving the kitchen.

"Mason? He's the one you slept with? What about Chilly?"

"What about him?"

"I thought you two were going somewhere."

"We are just friends" she said, nervously folding and unfolding her underwear.

"June, what did you do?"

"Why do you all think I did something? Why can't it be him?" she said, raising her voice.

"Maybe because we all know how you like running away when things start to get serious with a guy?"

"I don't do that!"

"June, hey" John said, taking the piece of clothing from her hands before she tore it apart. "I'm your brother. You know you can tell me anything."

"I know" she whispered.

"Then tell me what happened with Chilly."

"Nothing" she said, wiping away a tear.

"June, please."

"He said he was falling in love with me, ok? And I freaked out and I left."

"Chilly is in love with you?"

"Mason" June gasped. She hadn't heard him come back.

"You said you were just friends. That there was nothing between you two."

"And there isn't."

"But he is in love with you, June. I just heard you say it. You lied to me. Both of you did."

"Mason, I can explain."

"There is nothing to explain. You used me, and now my friendship with Chilly may be over. Hope it was worth it" he said, leaving the kitchen.

"Mason, wait."

"Let him go, June" John said.

"No! I can't! I have to talk to him and…"

"And say what, uh? That you slept with him to try to forget that his best friend is in love with you?"

"I… I… fuck!" she said while kicking a chair, hearing the door of the apartment being closed with a loud bang. "I'm an idiot."

"You are a bit of an idiot, yes."

"And now I've lost them both" June cried.

"Hey, it's ok, sis. Come here" John said as he hugged her, her sobs making her whole body shake. "It's ok. It's gonna be ok."

But June wasn't so sure about it.

#ben chilwell #ben chilwell fanfic #ben chilwell imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

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toujokaname · 1 year ago

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Game master / Episode 6

Author: Akira

Characters: Aira, Hiiro, Takashi

"Hiro-kun, did you shrink...?"

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Season: Winter

Location: Secluded Village

About an hour later. At the entrance of the accommodation prepared for ALKALOID in the Amagi Village.

Aira: (Sigh... I feel kinda nauseous for some reason.)

(We were just having a nice meal, but Rinne-senpai had to drop that heavy stuff on us.)

(Now my head's pounding and my stomach feels heavy.)

(Maybe it's the aftermath of those laxatives from the third match. My gut's grumbling.)

Aira: (But... Maybe I should've thought about it properly, instead of brushing it off as Rinne-senpai's usual nonsense.)

(We're currently in the middle of an "overarching trend.")

(No... All along, right from the start, we've been pawns on ES's chessboard, in their efforts to change this world.)

(Aware of that, what are we going to do?)

(Will we continue to follow orders obediently as before, or will we rebel like Crazy:B?)

(We have to think this through. If we just go with the flow, we'll end up taking a nosedive straight to the bottom of the waterfall.)

Aira: (But... Uuu... After all, it's beyond what a commoner like me can handle.)

(There's no use mulling it over it alone.)

(I wanted to wander around and observe a bit, but maybe I should head back to the room and pick Tattsun-senpai and Mayo-san's brains about it—get the opinions of smart people.)

(I've been doing that a lot lately.)

(Just a little while ago, I was an underachiever who couldn't get anywhere, but somehow I've managed to stand proud as an idol because of that.)

(Even if I think about it alone, it's probably just gonna lead to a big screw-up anyway.)

???: —What's wrong?

Aira: Hm? Oh, it's no biggie, really ♪

I sorted it out on my own, no need for you to worry about it, Hiro-kun—

???: Really? You look pale, so I'm worried.

Aira: .........

...Eh, w-what?

???: What's wrong?

Aira: Hiro-kun, did you shrink...?

???: Even if it looks like that, I've been growing a little taller lately?

Though I am tiny compared to Nii-san.

Aira: No, wait... Eh, what's this? A dream? Am I having some kind of mystical backward village experience?

Hiiro: What's wrong, Aira?

I got worried when you didn't come back for a while.

It's best not to roam around too much. The villagers won't cause trouble since we're guests, but—

My hometown has always been closed off, resistant to other cultures and tourists. That's why it reacts negatively to outsiders who try to mix with it.

It fears outsiders and, in some cases, attempts to get rid of them.

So, if you don't want to get involved in strange troubles, at least stay close to me.

I'll protect you, Aira.

Aira: No, I think I'm already involved in trouble...?

Hiiro: What do you mean? Come to think of it, you've seemed unwell since the meal, Aira.

Maybe the cuisine from my hometown didn't agree with your constitution?

???: Ah, it's Hiiro-sama. Good da... good evening?

Hiiro: Umu. It's a tricky hour, so it's hard to greet properly.

Aira: No no, why're you having a normal conversation?

Who is this boy? Someone you know, Hiro-kun? He looks like he could be your twin, is he a relative or something?

Hiiro: No, I don't know this child?

It's strange... This is a small community, so I thought I knew most of the people in my hometown, but...?

Who are you? Where are you from? Where are your father and mother?

???: Ah, um, nice to meet you.

Takashi: My name is Takashi.

Hiiro: Takashi-kun. What characters do you use for your name?

Takashi: The "天" from Amagi (天城), read as Takashi.

Hiiro: Hmm, that's an unusual name for our village. The name Amagi indicates a monarch, so it would be disrespectful to use the same kanji.

Could it be that you're from somewhere else? It looks like Akan-san and Anzu-san, who got stuck in traffic earlier, have finally arrived—

Did you come with them? Could you be a child of the staff?

Aira: Oh, come on, isn't he way too similar to you, Hiro-kun? You're acting like nothing's wrong, but don't you have any suspicions?

Hiiro: What truly matters isn't your appearance, but your inner self, your character... Don't you think?

But now that you mention it, he does look a lot like me.

Hiiro: Ah... Aira! Could it be that you gave birth to my child?

Aira: What do you mean "could it be"? I've been suspicious for a while, but haven't the Amagi people received a proper sex education?

We haven't done anything to make a kid, and two men can't possibly have a baby together, now can they?!

Hiiro: Why are you upset...? You always get like this, Aira. Did I say something strange again?

Takashi: Ah, they're calling for me.

Apologies. I'll be taking my leave, Hiiro-sama.

Hiiro: Ah, wai... He's gone. What was that all about?

Aira: He addressed you using "sama," so he's probably someone from the Amagi Village. You and your family are the most respected here, right, Hiro-kun?

Hiiro: Umu. Surprisingly, you're very observant of others, Aira!

Aira: Ugh, what do you take me for?

Hiiro: But, like I said earlier, I don't recognize him... He looked just like me when I was a child, but I'm here now.

I think he's a complete stranger. Still, he looked too much like me.

What's going on? I have this uneasy feeling in my chest...

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cosmicstarlatte · 2 years ago

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Devil-Mart ⭐ (Obey Me!)

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You got hired at mega retailer, Devil-Mart⭐. Naturally, the guys "suddenly" need a job too and start working alongside you.

»Characters: Demon Bros + Bonus Dia and Barb

»Tags: Humor, Bulleted Style fic, Gender Neutral Reader/MC

»Notes: How about shopping with them?-> [Devil-Mart: Shopping]

Lucifer:

"...Mammon put us in debt this month."

Was worried you'd be bullied (or eaten) surrounded by demons/other monsters

Is that coworker who acts like a boss

Actually does make it to management within the first week

The customer isn't always right. He's the manager to call for rude customers

Actually likes stocking, finds neat aisles soothing

The home improvement dept is his favorite

Frequently makes sure you take all your breaks

Doubles as store security if needed

Mammon:

"I just needed extra cash alright?"

Was worried you'd fall for some other demon

Failed in all departments except online orders (he's very fast!)

Bags for orders would occasionally go missing

Took extra long breaks but Lucifer caught on and wrote him up

Would try to frequently visit you in your department

Started fights with other workers who were busier staring at you than their work

"They're not meat, beat it!"

Got fired for trying to steal electronics

Levi:

"Theres a lot of new merch releases coming up soon!"

Didn't want to be the only one left out so he applied...plus you won't see him anymore!

Electronics department ONLY

You won't find him cross trained anywhere else, he refuses

Is actually really good with upselling

Can be aggressive if you don't go with his recommendations

Has received a few complaints for that reason

Tries to match his breaks with you since that's the only time he really gets to see you

Was the one who tattled on Mammon

Satan:

"This is for research."

A lie he almost believes but knows he just wants to be near you

Works the same department as you so you see each other all day

Never put him on registers or customer service

Almost got into a fight on the first day

Retail is rough for him but he does it for you

Complains to Demon Resources about Lucifer daily

Asmo:

"Ugh...a job!? I'm gonna cry. Oh but my fans would love if I relate to them! And your job will be fun with me there!"

Upfront about his reason lol

Refused to do anything except customer service

Just stands back and talks to customers while the coworker alongside him completes any transactions

Makes DevilToks on the clock

Frequently leaves his spot to talk to you and Satan

Gets all the work gossip

Lucifer never catches on

"You know, this isn't so bad! I'm such a good worker right!?"

Gets employee of the month

Beel:

"I don't like the thought of you surrounded by demons alone. This isn't RAD."

Aalajffkslsjda the cutest honest protector

Is cross trained everywhere but

Never put him near grocery ever again

Likes to work with you if he gets the chance

Usually works in the backroom unloading and back stocking things

Has a doctors note that let's him take frequent breaks for eating

His favorite department overall is security because Lucifer gives him extra treats if he prevents high valued thefts

Belphie:

"I'm here because I have things I would like to have."

Is there an extra meaning to that?

Works in the back with Beel usually

Takes frequent naps in hidden areas of the backroom

Pretends to look busy if Lucifer is around

Also complains to Demon Resources about Lucifer daily

Fights with Levi on your breaks because he also wants to spend time with you when he can

Is the reason some coworkers don't approach you

He makes it known to not fuck with you

Diavolo heard you started a new job alongside the brothers! He goes to visit with Barbatos in tow.

Diavolo:

"Can I get a little help here?"

Flirts with you while on the clock. He thinks the red vest on you is cute!

Was wowed by the store in general

(Normally Barbatos does the shopping alone)

Liked sampling the food that was around the store

Was tempted to apply but Barbatos shut it down

Took a photo of Lucifer in his manager clothes

Barbatos:

"Seeing you here will make my shopping trips more enjoyable."

Praises your work

Did have to go to customer service to complain and ran into Asmo

Didn't believe Asmo was gonna clean the restrooms but at least the complaint was taken

Takes a survey and compliments you

Has to fight Dia to get him off the racecar cart

"It's for parents with children my lord."

Returns the cart to the cart corral like an upstanding citizen

My first bulleted story post lol. I had fun with this & hope to make more in the future. <3

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hematomes · 2 years ago

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Oh it's fine ,I was just really curious about what's up with them ,you don't have to explain if you don't want to :D

I DO WANT TO IM JUST GONNA NEED TO ORGANIZE MY THOUGHTS and struggle with the sources bc i just grabbed bits of lore from other shippers 😭 most of their lore, if im not mistaken, comes from the passerby of wandering cloud relic set. keep in mind im also only referring to the english translation so it could be slightly different in the source material

but basically they were very closely involved with each other in the past. dan heng made matching bracers for both him and blade, as stated in the hand relic:

"A slender yet strong hand once wore the other bracer. That owner, whose sharp spear glinted with a cold light and flourished like shooting stars, once sparred with the unnamed. That owner also once shared company and drinks with the unnamed, the two of them simply gazing at the moon with no words exchanged. However, in the end, it was also this person who stubbornly adhered to their plans with the unnamed, turned the beloved into a monstrosity, and pushed all into an abyss of eternal hatred and remorse."

the owner is dan heng, while the unnamed/beloved is theorized to be blade. im insisting on the theorized part because it could be a third-party; some people mentioned jingliu, who was jing yuan's mentor, but it doesn't exactly correlates as she isn't mentioned anywhere else in the set + i think there's a lightcone mentioning that she went mad after losing her sister? don't take my word for it tho. another interesting thing is that these bracers allowed them to communicate telepathically <3

now the "turned the beloved into a monstrosity" is also important, because it's theorized that dan heng turned blade immortal, which is why he's banned from the entire planet. this comes from blade's intent for revenge/"three must pay the price" cutscene, + the head piece lore of the relic set:

"Epiphany struck him like lightning. The curse of immortality still raged on, and the grudge of past misgivings never died out. HE was now the newborn flower on this once-dead branch."

now there's a moment where blade just wanders aimlessly before he's found by the stellaron hunters, and he's still pretty much out of it and closer to a wild beast than an actual person. however, the body piece says this (as he is with the stellaron hunters):

"In hazy memories of the olden days, he finally made up his mind to gift his bosom friend with his hand-made jade flask, only to realize with a shock that the person he longed for was no longer there."

"bosom friend" is theorized to be dan heng, and blade's intent to give him a hand-made gift to be a response to the aforementioned bracers. it's also interesting to note that "bosom friend" is kind of an outdated term for lovers, or at least someone you have deep feelings for

that's all i can say without diving into leaked information (including story spoilers) but. the way i see it, they're former lovers - and dan heng turned blade immortal against his will, perhaps as a desperate attempt to keep him forever by his side.

a deeper look into the theory/timeline: the vidyadhara race is known to "reincarnate" (like bailu says when we meet her), which is why they're truly immortal in a sense, because their cells rejuvenate completely (as opposed to the foxians for ex) and they actually die. so dan heng could have sealed away his actual dragon self in a way. as it stands, he doesn't remember anything - he just saw blade in a nightmare once, and considering what blade says it's understandable that dan heng is pissing himself.

however i don't believe that blade wants to kill him for good, or that dan heng is actually traumatized/suffering from ptsd. it looks more like guilt, that you can't even explain because you're unable to remember what you did. it's a matter of interpretation for now. i also believe that dan heng will in fact have to "die" to have his dragon unsealed, so.

anyway i really love them. blade isn't out there out of pure hatred but he feels hurt and betrayed (by someone so close to him, too!!!), because he's forced to live and probably so, so tired. dan heng isn't just scared and helpless, but also devoured by a guilt he can't exactly explain. they have such a complicated relationship, and chalking it up as abuser x abused is not only reductive but blatantly wrong. i strongly believe that, once unsealed, dan heng could literally fold blade in half with one hand <3

#— answered #— nonnie #im extremely excited for more info on them starts shaking and quaking #hsr #renheng #long post sorry

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depravity-n-savagery · 3 years ago

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「 Inked and Owned 」

✯ Pairing: Eddie Munson x (fem)Reader

✯ Summary: You lose a bet with Eddie and have to get a tattoo. He comforts you because you're worried about the pain, but you discover you actually enjoy it. ~

✯ CW: Smut, Needles (for getting a tattoo), Masochism, Spanking, Fingering, Choking, Friends to lovers, Praise kink

🛑 18+ MINORS DNI 🛑

✯ Word Count: 3.8k

✯ A/N: Just realizing my favorite fics always take a couple days for me to finish, haha. Writing this almost made me wanna get another tattoo 🤣. Hope you enjoy ♡

Sometimes you really got yourself into situations without thinking. This particular time was one of the biggest.

"Come on, I'll be right there with you the whole time. You're gonna be fine." Eddie patted you on the shoulder, trying to reassure you for the fifth time today. Other people might not have noticed just how nervous you were but, as your best friend, Eddie was tuned in to your mood changes.

There was no one to blame but yourself. You're the one who decided to strike a deal with him. A bet, sort of. If he got his grades together and graduated, you would get a tattoo of his guitar. Nothing huge - you were a tattoo virgin after all - but visible. It seemed like a cool idea at the time. You wanted your best friend to walk that stage with you at the end of the year. Plus, his guitar was beautiful. You wouldn't mind having it be a permanent part of your body, the same way Eddie was a permanent part of your life. What you did mind was the needle, and the stories you've heard about the process being excruciatingly painful.

"Here lies Y/N." You groaned dramatically, clasping your hands over your chest. Letting out a faux death rattle, you laid back across Eddie's lap and played dead. He chuckled, poking your ticklish side and springing you back up into a playful shoving match with him. That is, until the woman behind the counter cleared her throat and reminded you both where you were. Seated next to each other in the tattoo parlor. Waiting for your turn like a lamb to the slaughter.

Just like that, the nerves were back.

Eddie sighed, taking your hand in his to get your full attention. "Look, I've done this multiple times. If it was really that painful, don't you think I would've told you about it?"

"But you like pain." You said plainly.

His cheeks flushed almost instantly, eyes wide and shifting to look anywhere else but directly at you. "Well, causing pain and taking are- ..T-They're two different-. THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT!" He refused to look right at you but he could already sense the shit-eating grin on your face. Naturally you two spoke about everything with each other. That included whatever sexual interests and escapades either of you got into. He had way more experience in that area than you did. You've only slept with two guys so far and they were utterly disappointing. Both of those nights you left their place and went straight to Eddie's, frustrated and needing someone to make you laugh. Of course, he came through every time.

The woman at the counter called you up, going over the basics. Paperwork was already signed when you guys both arrived. Only thing left was to step behind the curtain and meet your maker. Eddie, true to his word, was right by your side. He gave your hand a reassuring squeeze, leaving small indents in your fingers with his rings.

Behind the black velvety curtain was a muscular bald man, way taller than you and covered in tattoos. He was setting up his station when you both entered his space. "Eddie!" The man called out, reaching out to give him a fist bump. Not only did he do a few of Eddie's tattoos, but he actually came to see Corroded Coffin play a few times. Which meant he was familiar with the guitar in question.

Your eyes zeroed in on the instrument of your undoing, held in the man's hand as he spoke to Eddie briefly. Your favorite metalhead mumbled something along the lines of 'take care of her, she's precious'. The same way he'd spoken about his guitar whenever you asked him to teach you. Jelly-legged, you shuffled into the chair and felt your heart begin to race. At this rate you were going to pass the fuck out before things even got started. How embarrassing would that be?

Your hand was squeezed again, then gently lifted and brought to Eddie's lips. Plump and soft, you watched him press a kiss into the back of your hand. An unfamiliar warmth crept up your body. From your core and straight up into your cheeks. Holy shit. His lips have never touched you before, and fuck now you could only think about all the places you wanted them to touch- aht aht! Get your mind out of the gutter! This was just his way of comforting you, right? A little extra, but that's Eddie in a nutshell. Expect the unexpected.

While you had an internal crisis, the taller man carried on prepping the spot on your shoulder. This is it. The final curtain call. If only you could focus on the looming threat, instead of tunneling in on the second - no, third kiss being placed on your hand. So you scoffed, trying to regain some of your composure. "Jesus, Eddie. I'm not giving birth here."

"Are you sure? 'Cause you're sweating like you're in labor." You shot him a look that said 'just you wait, Munson'. He wasn't getting away with that one. It would have to wait. The man gave you a moment to brace yourself, holding the buzzing instrument just an inch away from your skin. Get it over with. Finally, he pressed down and… wait, this is it?

The sensation did hurt, in a way, but not nearly the way you expected. It was like a dull prick, similar to getting a papercut. Just…on vibrate. And in rapid succession. Out of disbelief you turned your head to look, watching the outline of Eddie's guitar come into shape. The more you looked at the process, the less you worried about all the warnings and clearly over exaggerated stories.

Eddie must have sensed your relief, because it appeared to bring him relief too. He exhaled, relaxing his shoulders and flashing you one of his heart melting smiles. Dimples on full display. "See? I told you it wouldn't be that bad." Yet he still held onto you, and you had no plans on pulling away from him.

The challenging part was where there was shading, and areas that had to be filled in. By now the skin had been pricked and scraped so much it was numb, but going over it again had you tensing up. It was unexplainable, because it did hurt, but that wasn't all. The vibrations were felt in a spot you had hoped to keep uninvolved in this adventure. Your core throbbed, demanding attention and forcing you to question things about yourself. Maybe Eddie wasn't the only 'freak' in this friendship. You were pretty sure he wasn't rock hard during his own tattoo sessions. No, it had to be you. Struggling against the urge to squirm in your seat, just to get some friction against your oversensitive cunt.

Ring-clad fingers rested on your bare thigh, putting a stop to your not-so-subtle shifting. Curse the summer heat and your decision to wear a skirt. A skirt that was now slightly hiked up and exposing enough leg to be considered downright sinful. Sinful, like those thoughts you're having right now.

"-okay? Y/n?"

"Huh?" Your bubble of pervy spiraling popped, bringing you back down to earth.

"I asked if you were okay. You seem pretty squirmy. Is it the blood?" There was blood? Sure enough, the tiniest ruby drops were visible. Just as visible as Eddie's hand higher up your thigh than it was a minute or two ago. The thinnest smirk played at the corners of his mouth. "Or is it something else?"

He knows!! You couldn't place how, or when he figured it out, but he must have. The way his fingers flexed, just a twitch away from being under your skirt. Feeling the arousal that left your panties damp - you prayed to whatever deity would listen, that you didn't leave a wet spot when it was time to leave. If the tattoo artist picked up on any of this, he didn't react. A master of minding his own business. He just carried on with the finishing touches and shadings.

The trip back to Eddie's trailer was less conversational. Black Sabbath playing at almost max volume to make up for the silence. What gives? Ever since you both left the tattoo parlor, he's been quiet. Distant. A neck-snapping change from the way he was caressing your thigh earlier. Did you manage to weird him out?

On a good note, the end result of your time in that chair was more than just soiled undergarments. The tattoo was stunning, and you couldn't stop peeking over at your shoulder to look at it with a smile.

"Enjoying the new ink?" The first thing you've heard from him since this car ride started. You had to bite back the snarky response that was locked and loaded on your tongue. The silent treatment offended you more than you were willing to admit.

"Yeah." You shrugged. "I could do that again. Easy."

"Easy for you." He remarked under his breath, tightening his grip on the steering wheel. His eyes shifted back to the road, landing on the welcome sign for Forest Hills Trailer Park. Your festering attitude had you almost ready to just go home and sulk, but you were already this far. Plus, you were in no rush to see your parents reaction to your 'new ink'. So when Eddie parked and got out of the van - without even opening your door like he usually would - you begrudgingly followed.

Eddie's uncle was absent, most likely working. Great. One less person to possibly talk to. His uncle was actually quite fond of your friendship with his nephew. Especially with the way everyone else treated him. When he was around, he would talk with you like you were another young rebel he's taken into his home. Like family. Once you were allowed free range to rummage through their kitchenette cabinets for a bowl of cereal, you knew it was official. Maybe he could've clued you in on what was going on with your friend now. The one who was pacing the length of his bedroom, wrenching his hands through his untamed mane.

Something has to give. "What is your damage, Munson?" You were seated on the edge of his bed, propped up on your elbows while you laid back. You saw him stop in his tracks just a couple feet away from you.

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "I'm sorry for bein' such a dick, sweetheart. I'm just…" His worn black boots tapped a rapid pattern on the floor. "...struggling right now."

"With what?" Your attitude was dwindling down to actual concern once you realized the turmoil he seemed to be in.

"I can't believe-" The sentence stopped short, probably being swapped out for one that was easier to digest. "I know what was going on back there, uh, while you were being worked on." His eyes glanced over the shiny, inked skin on your shoulder.

Ah. So your fears were confirmed. Someone had finally managed to out-freak the 'freak' and it just had to be you. You sat upright, shamefully keeping your eyes on the floor. Last thing you needed to see was a look of disgust on his face. "I- I didn't know that would happen. I'm sorry you had to see it." Tears welled up in your eyes, defying how much you tried to blink them away. "I guess it was pretty…sick." The word made you shudder. Never imagining that it would be used to describe yourself.

There was more silence, then a shifting. Eddie's boots turned in your direction, the view of them joined by his dark jean-covered (well, the only part of his legs peeking out from the ripped denim) knees lowering onto the floor. "Look at me." It was softly spoken, but the tone was firm. He clearly wasn't asking. You obliged, lifting your face up to meet his. The kneeling made him level with you, eye to eye.

"I didn't think it was sick, Y/n. Don't ever talk about yourself like that again, do you hear me?" His eyebrow raised, disappearing under his bangs. A totally inappropriate time for you to be swooning over that tone he took with you. You enjoyed his scolding, but gave him a nod just to move the topic along.

"Then what is it?" A small whimper shook free from your lips. You were on the verge of sobbing. "What did I do wrong?"

"No no no, sweetheart." He cooed. Seeing your eyes glossed over with tears nearly broke him down. Especially knowing that him and his own faulty actions were the cause. "You didn't do anything wrong. I just- FUCK this is hard."

"Just spit it out!"

"I want you." His jaw was clenched, straining to push his words through his teeth. "No, I have wanted you for a long time. Then all summer you come around in your short skirts and tight little shirts- fine. I could control myself then." Taking a deep breath, he swiped his tongue over his bottom lip, taking it into his mouth to chew at the corner. "But today.. seeing you so turned on." He palmed at the tent in his jeans, adjusting himself for comfort. No doubt he was straining against the zipper. "All I could think about was fucking you right then and there. My hand around that pretty throat… or pinching those hard nipples…"

Someone in the clouds must've heard your silent prayers. Looked over your shoulder as you childishly doodled Eddie's name in your journal, and aligned the stars to bring you here. Where your jaw was hanging, drying out your mouth enough to make you cough. Fuck. The feeling was mutual. Every night you've spent bringing yourself to climax with his name on your lips, he was probably right here doing the same. Milking his cock to the thought of you.

He wasn't done with his confession. Just paused to let it sink in. "I've been holding back because I didn't want to ruin anything or scare you away. I don't want to lose you."

That was the culprit. Sexual frustration.

Emboldened by the knowledge that your feelings were actually shared, you looked up at him. His brown doe eyes torn between wanting to glare and wanting to cry. "You'll never lose me. I mean, come on. I got your guitar tatted on me. I might as well write your name in bold print across my tits. Would that be obvious enough?"

The metalhead was too stunned to speak. So you carried on, reaching for his left hand that was resting on his thigh. "I wanted you on my body. Where the whole world could see." He didn't resist as you lifted his hand up to your neck, guiding his fingers to wrap around as much of it as he could. "I want you to leave your mark on me, Eddie."

A darkness washed over his face, and it almost scared you, but excited you at the same time. His grip tightened, squeezing the sides of your neck so he wouldn't damage your windpipe. Thank god, he kept his rings on. The way they pushed into your skin made your eyelids flutter. Soon he was standing, pulling you up with him until you both stood at the foot of his bed.

"Are you sure? About this?"

You nod, not wanting to strain yourself against his hand. Once he got that confirmation his lips were on you. Crashing into your jaw, your cheek, your collarbone, and finally landing on your lips. He was making up for lost time. All these months you've spent stupidly avoiding these feelings, when he could've been doing this. You yelped weakly, feeling his teeth graze and nip along your bare shoulder (the one that wasn't tatted). Each bite had your thighs trembling.

Clothes were such a nuisance, and Eddie shared your desire to be rid of them. Only releasing your neck so he could strip himself naked while you did the same. He was so eager, he had to stop himself from just shredding the material and ripping it right off of you. His hands roughly groped every bit of skin you uncovered, even pinching in certain areas. Your ass, for example.

The sharp pain was gone as soon as you felt it, which had you frowning. You wanted the sensation to last. To feel that consistent sting, like when you were getting tattooed. "Mm, smack it." You said between desperate whines, backing your ass into the palm of his hand.

He obliged, giving the right cheek a hard smack. It sent a ripple of movement through your ass, making him suck in a deep breath. "It's so soft, and jiggly." Another smack came down, on the left cheek. Swift and hard. He smoothed his hand over the impacted spot, massaging out the ache and spreading your cheeks. "I don't know if I want you over my knee, or on my face."

Both options were sure to drive you insane in the best way possible. But the mental image of being over his knee, made your thighs clench. Your Eddie, holding you down while he spanks your ass till you're blue and purple. "O-over your knee sounds uh- I'd like that. I think."

The bed creaked under Eddie's weight as he sat, patting his bare thigh. Butterflies fluttering in your stomach. It's now or never, Y/n. So you did as instructed, and laid yourself over his thighs. Your ass exposed fully to him. Boy was he about to take full advantage of that. Roaming the full expanse of your rump with his right hand. Occasionally he let the tips of his fingers brush over your pussy, making you jump and clench around nothing. Spreading your arousal across your inner thighs. It was so soft, you almost forgot about what was coming.

Smack!!

The sound of his hand coming down on your ass filled your ears. The impact brings just the right amount of pain to make you bite down on your lower lip, stifling a moan. His own exhale coming from above you as he felt you spill onto his leg. A ragged breath that played along the edges of being a growl. Your skin came alive under his palms. Bruising so perfectly. Two more slaps followed before he gave you a break.

"You're doing sooo good, sweetheart." Eddie massaged the tender skin, cooing into your ear. The coldness of his rings slightly soothed the heated stinging. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes, but you have never felt better. His fingers dipped between your thighs, finding your sensitive nub and rubbing it in small circles. "You're already this wet just from getting spanked?"

All you could manage was an 'mmhm', embarrassment clear on your face. This was all uncharted territory. New feelings all colliding and coming forth at the same time. There was so much to adjust to. Including the finger being spontaneously pushed inside you.

"Ohhh Y/n-" Your wetness made it so his finger met no resistance. Pushing into you until his ring kissed your folds. "I can feel you clenching. M'gonna make you feel good. Okay?" High on pleasure, you thought to reply something like "I've been feeling good this entire time" - good in all the most twisted ways. Only Eddie could find a way to make this better than it already was.

And he does.

He joins his index finger with his middle, fucking them into you slowly. Deeply. Marveling at the way you seemed to suck him in. It was fire and ice. Salty and sweet. Two totally different sensations mixing into something you just couldn't get enough of. Your hips (practically with a mind of their own) push back into him, begging for more. "Eddiiie.. please, I-"

Smack!!

This time you cried out, digging your nails into your palms. Little crescent shaped indents forming in the skin. Pins and needles biting at your backside; you were practically going numb. It made you hot, knowing that for a while you would have to think of him whenever you sat down. Eddie's fingers curled inside you, playing with the spongy spot that had you moaning and drooling like an absolute fool. Fucked dumb, and he hasn't even touched you with his cock yet.

Your high was overwhelming. A constant push and pull, as he kept you just on the edge of release. "E-Eddie! Mmph, pleaase.. Ineedit- I need to cum so bad.. Please!" Babbling through tears and saliva. There was no more room for shame if it meant you could cross the finish line. Besides, you feel the way his cock jumped when you begged him to let you cum. With more mercy than any deities would have granted you, he gave you his thumb. Using it to rub your clit like he wanted to erase it from existence. To finally put the nail in your coffin and ruin you for anyone else that might try to take his place afterwards. You reached your peak. To him, it was beautiful. You were beautiful.

The sobs were close to full-blown wailing now, and that's what pulled him back down to earth. Immediately regretting how rough he might've been with you. He quickly turned you over and settled you evenly on his lap, careful not to put too much pressure on your ass. You tucked your face into the crook of his neck, hiding under the soft veil of his hair.

It looked painful, the way your body shook and you were certain there would be snot smeared where you pressed your face. But it wasn't from the pain. It was a release. Everything you've tucked away, bit down, and pushed aside. Forced out of you like a virus. You felt cured. Emotionally overwhelmed, sure, but you felt empty in the best way. Like a clean slate. Eddie was rubbing your back, kissing apologies into your hair. A bit of panic rose in him, but he didn't want to freak you out even more. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. I should've taken it easier on you. Does it- are you really hurt? What do I do?" He may have exaggerated parts of his sexual history when he told them to you. Not virginal, but not as on-top-of-things as he led on. It was stupid. He just wanted you to think he was better than those previous guys that left you unsatisfied.

You shook your head. Yep. Definitely smearing snot on him. "M'okay. It felt really good. I'm just… that was a lot." You were simmering down to hiccups and sniffles, which Eddie mentally kicked himself for finding adorable. "So." He spoke up, still holding you against him. "Got me branded on you, huh?"

You replied with a soft "mmhm."

"So does that make you…mine?"

Your chest fell with a sigh, raising your hand up to touch his chest. Feeling the way his heart thumped beneath your palm. "I was always yours, Eddie. You just didn’t know it yet."

Nothing else was said for a bit. Just the two of you recovering in comfortable silence.

"Guess I have to make my own appointment now. I want everyone to know I'm yours too."

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https-sen · 4 years ago

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Haikyuu Bf's and S/O Who Gets Injured

a/n: i didnt proofread it because im a fuckin lazy idiot so pls tell me if there are any errors </3 idk what to post so someone, anyone PLS GIVE ME ASKS OR REQUESTS PLSPLSPLS 😭😭 anyways, to help support my small acc you can give me a follow, reblog and like!! it helps me out bunches ^^

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Yamaguchi:

"Tadashi don't worry about me, I'm fine!", you assured the panicking sweetheart preventing you escaping his grasp of care as he scrambles to find a med kit for your scraped knee and elbow. "No!! Nononono!!! You keep hurting yourself and I am NOT gonna let that slide! Besides, it might get infected and lead to more problems. You can sit out of the game just for 15 minutes can't you? And it's just a practice match, don't get too worked up over it.", he scolds your stubborness and disinfect your scars before bandaging them. "Alright, alright! If it makes you less anxious darling, I won't protest. And I won't get too ahead of myself either.", you ruffled his hair and kissed his flustered cheeks. When he was done you thanked your living boyfriend and was ready to head off into the match but a hand stopped you from leaving. "Be careful next time..", he mumbles, hugging you before he let's you go practice with your teammates.

Hinata:

"Y-Y/N! Are you okay?? Your legs are so bruised!!", he panics as he rushed over to you. "I'm okay, Sho! It's nothing major, I get these all the times whenever I practice.", you told your worried boyfriend as he inspects your legs before pouting as he looked at your face. "It's not okay! Don't go back in the court yet. I'll go get some ice for you, in the mean time sit tight and wait for me to get back.", he told you before scurying off to who knows where. You sighed at your precious little red head who was overreacting. "I'm.. back?", he noticed you weren't where he last saw you. You were in the practice match but the only difference is that here are more bruises especially on your arms. "Y/N!!! STOP AND GET HERE RIGHT NOW!", he shouted enough to get everyone's attention. (After he got a scolding from both Daichi and Coach Ukai) He treated your bruises as he lectured you for not listening to him, frowning as you laughed at his expression. "It's not funny! Be more careful next time, you're really pretty but bruises doesn't fit your aesthetic."

Atsumu:

"AH! Angel, are ya okay??", he dashes over to you despite Osamu's advice not to. You got hit in the face and there was a serious bruise near your left eye. "I'm fine Tsum, I've been through worst. Don't worry, I'll get fixed in a split and be okay!", reassuring the worried blonde twin that was grabbing your face to examine your eye. "Nope! You're comin' with me, whether ya want to or not.", he declared as he carried you to he bleachers. "C'mere lemme put an ice pack there so it won't swell.", he told you as he concentrates on helping you before you scurry back into the game. He didn't seem like the type to be very caring about these situations but he was worried sick to the point you sat on his lap as he healed you, embarrassingly sweet in your perspective. You quietly laughed as he got a lecture from the coach and got bonked on the head by Kita when they were clearly not allowed to interfere within matches.

Sakusa:

"Oof!!", you grunted as you fell on the court during your practice match with your team. You noticed his 'Omi Alarm' went off just from the glance you took at the figure now sprinting in your direction. "Dove, are you okay? Do you need bandaids? Can you get up? Are you hurt anywhere else? Does it hurt to talk? Do you think you can let me take care of that bad scar??", he shot the questions only for you to gawk at him at your pretty much minor injury. It was just a small little scar that looked like a papercut but he was so concerned about it that it made you glad he cared. "I'm fine Omi, it's just a minor injury! And to answer all your questions at once, I'm perfectly okay and there's nothing out of the ordinary that's making me feel pain that leads it to an uncomfortable state.", you kissed the forehead of the anxious curly haired boy standing infront of you. He did NOT let you get off that easily and still insist to disinfect it. On the plus side, you got a pastel yellow bandaid with ducks on your chin that makes your outfit look cute since it went with the vibe.

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possiamo-andare · 4 years ago

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Just You (3)

JJ x Reader x Rafe (love triangle)

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word count: 5k

a/n: I can't believe it's been eight months since I updated this fic. y'all are probably dead by now and this will prolly get no notes lmao but I finally wrote the next chapter and it's so good in my opinion so please don't be too mad. enjoy!

Y/N needed complete silence when she was reading. If she didn’t, it was almost impossible for her to even read one page. As a child, in a room full of other screaming children, Y/N found it almost impossible to read. Most of her teachers misread this difficulty with an inability to read, which was not the case. This miscommunication actually worked in Y/N’s favour because the extra attention resulted in a greater love for reading. Y/N soon found herself reading everyday and even found it hard to put down a book. When she couldn’t get a physical copy of a book, she then went online and delved into a world where people created their own worlds and fantasies for their readers. Reading had become one of Y/N’s favourite hobbies and she could do it for hours.

Unfortunately, tonight was different. At around 6pm, just as Y/N picked up a book to read, loud music began to play from a distance. At first, Y/N tried to ignore it but soon, like mentioned before, the music began to get louder, and Y/N could not focus on the words before her. The more she tried to focus, the more distracted she became by the music. Soon, she could focus on nothing but the blaring music coming from across the street. Finally, after ten minutes of pure agony, Y/N got up from her bed and stormed down the stairs of her home. Her face is red with anger, and she desperately wants to know who the hell thinks playing loud music on a Tuesday night is acceptable. Unfortunately, she knows the answer the second she enters her kitchen.

Her parents are laughing with each other as they make their favourite snack. Every night, her parents make their favourite foods together as a way to unwind and talk about their day. Sometimes they shared it with Y/N and her siblings but on nights where her siblings were out with their friends and Y/N was the only one home, they usually just spent time with each other. Y/N hesitated for a moment and smiled to herself, thinking about how sweet her parents truly are. She wonders if the person she marries will have this type of relationship with her. She wonders, years from now, how she will look back on her time in OBX. She hopes she looks back with fondness. The moment is ruined though because her mother quickly looks up from the stove, a toothy grin on her face.

“Hello darling.” Y/N’s mother chirps. She reads her daughter's distraught face and since she can hear the music too, she knows why her daughter is upset. Without even letting Y/N speak, she answers the question clearly in her daughter's mind. “Ward Cameron’s son, Rafe, is throwing a party across the street. You can go if you want.”

Y/N snorts. “That boy has been rudely staring at me since we got here, and you think I should go to his house?”

This time, Y/N’s father turns around from the cabinet. “I hear JJ’s gonna be there.” There’s a small smirk on his face and it instantly grabs Y/N’s attention.

She tried to brush it off. “Well, I don’t really like loud music.”

Y/N’s mother scoffs. “Yes, you do.”

Y/N nods, tucking her hair behind her ears. She knows that if there’s even a hint of JJ being at the party, she wants to go. “You’re right, I do.”

Y/N had not been to a party in years. The last time she had it was in her first year of high school. She had just moved to that new school only weeks before and had made only a couple of friends. The friends she did make were nice and invited her to a party. The party was okay, and she enjoyed herself, but she was very awkward because she barely knew anyone. She promised that from now on, she would only go to parties where she knew more than one person. Now, she found herself breaking that rule just to see JJ.

Since Y/N was in her pajamas, she ran back up to her room to change. She didn’t want to waste too much time picking out clothes to wear so she quickly looked through her closet and found a white sundress with small blue flowers decorating the material. She had never worn this dress and, when she first bought it, was unsure if she liked it because it was shorter than what she was used to but now, she was glad she did.

She lay her sundress on her bed for a moment and turned to her mirror, where she kept a cabinet full of makeup. Before she even put on any makeup, she looked back up in the mirror for the second time. As she finally had a chance to breathe, she realized her breath was unsteady and her hands were shaking. It was hard for Y/N to put herself out there. Most times, she was afraid of the rejection, or even at the fact that the friends she did have would be gone. But she remembered her parents' words. She was to stay in OBX for the rest of the year. She would make friends here. She would have a life here. With a deep breath, Y/N began to get ready for the night.

Y/N keeps fidgeting with her hair. She knows the more she fidgets, the more upset she’ll be with how she looks but she seriously can’t help it. She only does this when she’s extremely nervous and she knows why. She’s two feet away from Rafe’s front door and the music has somehow gotten louder. It’s almost as if he’s continuously trying to play the music louder to get her attention. Of course, she knows that to not be true, but still, Y/N had realized that in the last twenty minutes since she had decided to get ready for the party and walked across the street, the music had indeed gotten louder. She rolled her eyes as she approached the door, the loud music getting annoying. At this rate, Rafe Cameron would be deaf by the time he was 30. Y/N pretended not to care if he went deaf at all, but a tiny voice inside her head told her that she had to care for him because no one else would.

With a deep breath, she knocks on the door. She doesn’t think anyone would hear it because of how loud the music is but it’s worth a try. She was raised to have manners and would not just enter someone’s house before knocking.

To her surprise, only a few moments later, the doorknob twisted quickly and someone on the other end of the door opened it. It was as if someone had been patiently waiting by the door all night, opening it in hopes that she would come. Of course, she knew this to not be true because the person who greeted her was none other than Rafe Cameron. And he found her annoying.

Y/N couldn’t help but admit how delicious he looked. He wasn’t dressed in his usual preppy attire, no. He wore these ripped, distressed black jeans and a fitted white shirt with a baseball cap to match. It wasn’t necessarily his style that had him looking so delightful but his face. He seemed very relaxed. In fact, this was the most relaxed she’d ever seen him. His usual straight posture was now more curled and casual. His face, which had always been pale and gray, was now filled with colour. He wore a cute blush across his cheeks and nose, and on top of the blush was a patch of light brown freckles here and there. Y/N figured he must’ve been in the sun all day. That and he was also high out of his mind.

“Y/N…” He trailed, his eyes glancing at her dress momentarily before returning to her face. Y/N feels a little self conscious under his gaze. She wasn’t exactly confident in her outfit tonight and he seemed, for the first time in forever, more confident than her. “You, um, you’re - you’re very…”

She involuntarily snickers, not realizing she’s doing it until Rafe hears it. His face changes into a dark frown and she has a deep need to apologize. He was probably just trying to be polite, and Y/N must’ve caught him just as his high was reaching its climax. “I’m what exactly?”

Rafe rolls his eyes, knowing that she’s teasing him. “You’re not invited.”

Well, she can’t say she exactly feels welcome right now, standing at the threshold of his door. He still hasn’t even let her in.

Y/N scoffs, her feelings only hurt a little. Although he didn’t look preppy, he looked just as douchy. “Well, your music’s so loud it could wake the dead. Maybe if you didn’t want uninvited people to come, don’t make it so obvious that you’re having a party.”

Rafe scoffs this time. “Aw, I’m sorry. Did I interrupt your bedtime?” He takes a swig of his beer bottle and Y/N almost forgets that he’s obviously been drinking. “Were you having a little read before you went to bed? Lemme guess; you were re-reading the Vagina Diaries for the tenth time?”

Y/N’s chest twinges with pain just a little, knowing that the book was on her bookshelf with a worn-out spine. He seemed to know her very well, but it only angered her because he got the answer right. “It’s actually Vagina Monologues, but nice try. I guess for someone who hasn’t opened a book in their life, the Vagina Monologues would be interesting.”

Rafe chuckles and she has a small urge to kiss the corners of his smile. Thankfully, once she swallows harshly, the urge disappears. “Just come in and don’t put your hippie feet anywhere near my furniture.” He finally steps aside, and Y/N takes that as the kindest invitation she’s gonna get from him.

“You mean, your parents' furniture.” She puts one foot in front of the other and tries to remember how to walk. Although it may not seem like it, she’s nervous. She’s not too good with crowds. As she passes Rafe, she can smell his cologne and she feel as though she might faint. For such an annoying boy, he really was intoxicating.

Rafe is not given enough time to throw a snide remark back in her face because someone has entered Y/N and Rafe’s little bubble. It’s another very handsome boy but this time, he’s sweet. He’s wearing preppy clothes (cargo shorts and a pink polo shirt - big shocker there) but he’s not preppy at all when he introduces himself.

“Hey! I’m Kelso; nice to meet ya!” He gives Y/N a half hug because his other hand is holding a beer, but she still gets the sentiment that he’s friendly. His hand respectfully lays on Y/N’s shoulder and Y/N actually hugs him back even though that’s not her thing with strangers.

“I’m Y/N, and it’s nice to meet you too!”

She watches as his brows go from a relaxed arch to a surprised arch instantly. It seems that whatever she has said has caught him by surprise. “Oh? You’re Y/N?” Kelso looks to Rafe for a moment, his eyes narrowing in amusement. Rafe tries to indirectly tell him to stop by flipping him off, but it only encourages Kelso. “I guess we have you to thank for this incredible party then!”

Y/N frowns, turning around to look at Rafe. They’re still in the entryway of his house and she hasn’t so much as taken in her surroundings, but this seems too important to ignore. What does Kelso mean? Did Rafe throw this party in hopes that she’d come? There was no way. Doesn’t Rafe find her completely annoying and obnoxious? If so, why would Kelso say such a thing?

“He’s joking right?” Y/N tries to confirm from Rafe but by his meek smile and his cheeks that have only gotten redder since she entered his home, she knows there’s some truth in what Kelso is saying.

Rafe shrugs, trying to come up with a lie. He had confided in Kelso as a way to relieve the stress that liking Y/N has caused but instead, Kelso just had to mess it up. “Well, not exactly.” His mouth is forming a lie before his brain can even properly think of one. “I mentioned to Kelso that you’ve probably never been to a party in OBX, so he must’ve thought I threw it for you.”

Y/N nods, confused as to why she feels a little sad. For some reason, a little part of her hoped that Rafe had thrown a party for her to notice him but alas, it had all been a misunderstanding. “Oh, well, okay.”

Except it wasn’t a misunderstanding at all. Rafe had told Kelso that the only reason he was throwing this party was for Y/N to notice him in a new light. He knew she thought he was just another annoying preppy Kook and he wanted to change that. He thought maybe, just maybe, if she had fun tonight with him, she’d finally start to see him as he truly was, a loveable dork. Unfortunately, that seems to be ruined now.

Before any more words can be exchanged, someone yells for Y/N. She instantly looks to the crowd of people in Rafe's backyard and sees JJ and Pope. The door to his backyard is open so the yelling is clear and not muddled by a barrier. They seemed to have been yelling for a while because they looked exasperated. Y/N watches as JJ stands from his lawn chair and motions for her to come sit beside them. She smiles for one of the first times tonight and nods, the pressure on her chest lifting when she sees her two friends. She wanted to take to Rafe later and get the full story because she had a feeling, he wasn’t telling her the complete truth, but she wanted to greet her friends first. She’d get to Rafe later. For now, she wanted to relax.

When Y/N departed from Rafe and Kelso, awkwardly waving goodbye before maneuvering to the back of Rafe’s house, Kelso spoke first.

“Dude, why didn’t you tell me she didn’t know this party was for her?”

Rafe glared at his friend. “You really think I’d tell her that. Now she probably thinks I’m even more creepy than before.”

Kelso rolls his eyes at how dramatic his friend was. “You didn’t see her reaction, bro. I don’t know if she even knows it herself, but she definitely likes you.”

Rafe rolls his eyes. He doesn’t allow for his hope to rise because he knows it’s not true. He can’t let himself have any more hope that the new girl in OBX would want to have anything to do with him. She can’t like him because no girl like her ever has. So, instead, he steals glances at her for the rest of the night and hopes to God he can get high enough to forget about the beautiful girl across the street.

Y/N tried to enjoy herself, she really did. And to JJ’s credit, he tried to help her relax and have some fun. She drank the beer that was offered to her, danced with JJ and Pope, and even took two puffs of JJ’s joint. But, although she felt thoroughly buzzed, Rafe never left her mind. She tried to throw a few sneaky glances his way the entire night, but she couldn’t find him. She even left her spot beside JJ and pretended to get a refill on his nasty beer just to see if she could spot Rafe. Unfortunately, he was nowhere to be seen. At first, she thought it was just because she wasn’t looking hard enough but soon, after three whole hours of not seeing Rafe even once, she realized he was avoiding her. And if he was avoiding her, it meant that he was embarrassed from their conversation at the beginning of the night. Which meant that he lied, and he had in fact thrown this party just for her.

This revelation crept into her mind slowly throughout the night but when it finally sunk in, she was speechless. She didn’t know how to react. Sure, there was a slim chance that he had been telling the truth but the less she saw of Rafe at his own party, the more she realized that he had lied to her.

JJ had noticed how off Y/N seemed. When they had seen each other earlier in the day for her surfing lessons, he had made a fool out of himself. They had been practising for a few hours before they both called it quits, deciding to pick it back up the next day. Before departing, JJ offered her ice cream for a hard day's work, and she gladly accepted. They both ordered the same flavour (mint chocolate chip - he swore they were soulmates because of this) and ate it as they talked. When they were both finally finished, Y/N went to hug him goodbye, but he instead extended his hand awkwardly for her to shake. She seemed slightly embarrassed, but he was even more so. He had wanted to hug her but didn’t want to without her permission, so he thought a handshake was the safe bet. Unfortunately, he thought wrong and now, that awkward interaction was burned into the back of his mind. He was worried that’s why Y/N seemed so detached, barely speaking. When she had gone to refill her cup, JJ looked to Pope for advice. He had never been so needy for a girl’s approval before and since Pope seemed to want everyone to like him, JJ thought he’d give the best advice.

“So,” JJ sighs and he finishes telling the story of their awkward interaction. “Do you think that’s why she’s been so quiet?”

Pope snorted. “JJ, I think it’s just you. I doubt she even remembers it.”

Although his friend tried his best to reassure JJ, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was burdening Y/N’s mind. But, before JJ could continue his conversation with Pope, Y/N reappeared with a glass full of beer and a somber face. The topic was not brought up again.

JJ had been right though. Something was burdening Y/N’s mind. It’s not everyday that a girl finds out a boy who she thought saw her as a bothersome girl actually saw her as much more. It’s a difficult experience to relate to and not a problem Y/N thought she would have. Apparently, Rafe was better at hiding his true feelings than she thought. She had always assumed that when she’d catch him peeking through his window, watching her ride her bike with her brothers or bask in the sun as she read another book, he was judging her. She assumed he was making fun of her and her hippie family. And when they had first met in the main office of her school, it only solidified in her mind that he saw her as a joke. But instead, he might’ve actually liked her. You clearly only watch people in that way if you hate them or like them and since it clearly wasn’t hate…

No. She wouldn’t let her mind go there. Besides, even if he liked her, who was to say if she even liked him? He had been nothing but rude to her, even when he had technically invited her to this party. He called her a hippie (not offensive by itself but when Rafe said it, it might as well have been), watched her from his window with a scowl, and was a complete snob. If Y/N knew what was good for her, she’d stay far, far away from Rafe and anyone he associated with. But Y/N was a dumb teenage girl and curiosity got the better of her. She needed to find another good excuse to go inside and search one last time for Rafe.

The excuse presented itself when JJ made a small remark of how thirsty he was. Y/N jumped at the opportunity to refill his drink, even though he offered to go himself. But she insisted, taking his cup from his hands before he could argue any longer. As she made her way back inside, her eyes looking for the handsome brunette, Pope leaned closer to JJ.

“See? And you thought she didn’t like you?”

JJ nodded, feeling better about the whole ordeal. Unfortunately, if he knew why she truly had wanted to venture inside, it’s doubtful he would have felt better. He probably would’ve felt worse. But he didn’t know, and he wouldn’t know for a while longer.

Y/N first made her way to Rafe’s huge kitchen where all the kegs were lined up. Half of them were already empty but the night was coming to a close and soon, half the party would leave and only Rafe’s closest friends would stick around until 5am. It was midnight now and although she didn’t have a curfew, she wanted to be home by at least 1am. So, as she filled only JJ’s cup, she decided against filling her own. She didn’t want to be too tipsy in case she ran into Rafe. Although, by this time, she thought it was very unlikely that she’d ever see him.

Just as that thought crossed her mind though, another person entered the kitchen. Y/N recognized him immediately. It was Topper. They had never interacted much, just a brief wave whenever she’d pass his house when she rode her bike. If he was outside, which he had only been once or twice, he’d wave, and she’d wave back. Other than that, they never spoke. Until now.

He stood beside her, filling two glasses with beer. His blond hair was wet and sticking to his forehead, but his hands were so full, and he was so drunk he didn’t seem to notice. Y/N had seen Rafe’s pool, but she did not find herself on that side of his house for many reasons (the pool was on the other side of the backyard, she didn’t bring a bathing suit, and her mind was busy with more important matters). Topper seemed to be struggling with refilling two cups, his hands shaking just a little. Y/N instantly registered that he needed help and decided that busying herself with assisting Topper would help take her mind off Rafe.

“Here,” Y/N offered, setting JJ’s cup down on the counter. “Let me help.” She takes one of the glasses from Topper and begins to fill it up, all the while keeping an eye on Topper to make sure he doesn’t spill the other cup.

“Thanks.” He mumbles, swaying back and forth to the music that is blaring from somewhere inside Rafe’s house. Y/N can’t help but smile a little at this giddy boy who would otherwise be embarrassed for acting so weird if he was not so drunk.

Unfortunately, not even helping Topper can keep Y/N’s mind off Rafe. She wonders that since Rafe must’ve told Kelso something about her, Rafe could’ve confided in Topper too. From the gossip that JJ had told her, Topper used to date Sarah but even after they broke up, Rafe and Topper remained friends. So maybe, just maybe, Rafe had said something to Topper about her? She figured even if she asked Topper, it would never get back to Rafe. Topper was clearly drunk and would not remember the conversation he had with Y/N. No harm, no foul. Right?

Unfortunately, that idea was quickly squashed because just as she began to open her mouth, someone else entered the room. It was Rafe.

Rafe had skillfully avoided Y/N all night, while still stealing glancing her way. He never noticed that she too had been looking for him. He was so nervous that he’d eventually bump into her that he would make Kelso check every room before he entered it. Unfortunately, Kelso was drunk by midnight and could no longer help Rafe. Rafe tried to let it go, figuring you were probably gone by now. So, he asked Topper to refill his cup as he helped Kelso into his mom’s car. But, when Topper still hadn’t returned by the time Rafe entered his home, he thought there was no harm in checking up on him. Apparently, there was a lot of harm in that.

And now, there they stood, facing each other for the first time since the beginning of the night. Rafe wanted to turn back around and leave but he had always made a fool of himself, and he knew that if he awkwardly left without acknowledging Y/N, she’d surely think even lower of him. So, as soon as their eyes made contact, Rafe awkwardly raised his hand and waved. He could feel the awkward smile painted across his face and Y/N seemed to mimic him.

“Hey.” He squeaked out, taking both cups from Topper before speaking to his friend. He figured the less he looked at Y/N, the less awkward he would feel. He was wrong. “Top, why don’t you lie down on the couch. I’ll bring the beers soon.”

Topper only nodded, slowly making his way out of the kitchen, leaving his friend and Y/N in there alone. Alone for the first time since the beginning of the night. Both their pairs of eyes were trained on their drinks; Y/N was clutching onto JJ’s and Rafe held one for him and one for Topper. No one spoke for a while. Y/N had waited all night to get Rafe alone, just so they could talk and now she didn’t know what to say. She awkwardly shifted the weight in her feet, unable to think of the first thing she wanted to say. They were only five feet apart, but they might as well have been worlds away.

Rafe was in agony and decided to get it over with. He spoke first. “So, are you enjoying the party?” He spoke so formally, as if he was chatting with his grandmother, but he was too uncomfortable to speak any other way.

Y/N nodded, relieved he had taken the first leap forward. ��Um, yeah. Never knew that kids could throw parties like this.”

Rafe smiled for a moment, happy that she was so amazed at his dullest party of the year. His heart fluttered at the thought of Y/N dancing in that beautiful white dress with him. Holding onto him as they swayed to the music, pulling her close. Close enough to -

“So, Rafe, I wanted to talk about earlier.” Y/N began, playing with the skin around her nails. It was a nervous tick she had yet to get rid of.

Those eight words destroyed Rafe. At that moment, he knew she had not believed his original lie. He wasn’t too surprised though. He was a shitty liar and Y/N seemed to pick on everything he did. Although he would rather rip his fingernails off one by one than have this uncomfortable conversation with Y/N, he knew he’d have to give her the answers she was looking for. Even if that meant embarrassing himself.

Finally, he nodded. “Um, uh, okay. What’s up?”

Y/N began to speak but before she could get a coherent sentence out, someone else entered the kitchen, making a bunch of noise as he did. Their eyes met instantly and when she recognized who he was, her back straightened slightly as if she had been caught in a salacious act. It was JJ.

“Y/N, what's taking so long?” He stops just after he enters the kitchen and as soon as his eyes go to Rafe, his smile drops. He’s confused beyond belief. He doesn’t know why Y/N is speaking to Rafe. He didn’t even know they knew each other. “Uh, am I interrupting something?”

Y/N forces a smile, glancing at Rafe briefly before walking past him and towards JJ. She hands JJ his cup and he gladly takes it, a look of pure confusion written on his face. “No, Rafe was just asking me if I am enjoying my first party in Outer Banks.”

JJ's eyes shift to Rafe, whose face is pure white. “Really? How… kind?”

Y/N knows JJ is suspicious so to curve his focus back on her, she reaches up to cup one side of his face. JJ’s eyes instantly fall back onto her, a small smile back on his lips. “Walk me home, JJ. I’m getting tired.”

JJ nods sweetly, placing his hand over the one that’s cupping his cheek. “Sure. Go get your stuff and I’ll meet you at the front of the house.”

Y/N looks back to Rafe one more time, a small smile on her face. Rafe pushes his lips into a thin line, nodding goodbye to her. She does the same, leaving the kitchen as quietly as she entered. Y/N’s afraid to leave JJ and Rafe alone but she really has no reason to stay any longer. She hopes that she can get Rafe alone soon so they can have an actual conversation. Tonight, was kind of a disaster but being with JJ and having such a fun time with him made up for it. She knows JJ is the type of guy she should be with. He’s fun and carefree and they’re too much alike to not get along. Even though this is all true and she does have feelings for JJ, there is a part of her that yearns for Rafe. And that part scares her.

Once Y/N is gone, JJ’s smile drops, and he turns back to Rafe with a menacing glare. “Look, I don’t know what your game is here, but I really like Y/N. We both know you’re not her type. So do both of us a favour and leave her alone.”

And with that, JJ was gone too. Leaving Rafe alone.

Even with all these people in his house, Rafe never felt more alone.

taglist: @tovvaa @canyoubuymetoast @multisimpinghoe (sorry to these queens for waiting so long lmaooo)

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goofyhoffy · 4 years ago

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Pairing: Jeon Jungkook × reader

Genre: romcom

Word count : 3.4 k

Warnings : fluffy, swearing, angst, anxiety attack, smut, kinky, abusive language, mention of hickey, sexual harassment, yandere, love, sex, romance, licking, bullying, misunderstanding, one shot, rudeness, humiliation.

Summary: Gone for the last fairwell party where you meet the nerd kid Jeon Jungkook. The rudest boy who hates the popular kid like you. But then something changed and make you fall for him.

Author note: smoky fanfic for some smoky peeps . Share your opinions.

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"You're not going to attend the fairwell party, _____" your mother said. Tonight there is your first year fairwell party at the restaurant. Everyone is already so excited and planned about tonight. But your heartless abusive mother detains you from going.

"Why, that's so cruel. It's my first college fairwell. Everyone will be there. Let me go." You gasped at your mother. She with her eyes wide open signed you to stop your mouth.

"Be at your room till I come back from our ladies get to together. I'll be late, so close all the door. And be at your room. Don't think of going anywhere. Understood." Your mother shouted and leave the house for the party.

You close the door and shouted at the top of your lungs. You're so annoyed that your abusive mother never let you go anywhere. She's so mean that she goes everywhere without letting you go. But you also know your tricks to go there. You know the fairwell party gonna be lit with kids on the bars and restaurant all around. As early as your mom leaves you dressed up in your short silk black dress with your long curly hairs open. Match up with some smokey eyes and pencil heels. Afterall you're the most popular kid there, so you have to go there. But you never want to go cause the people around there are so mean and a bully to others.

Though you never get bullied but you felt bad for others. The better you know that the college guys are the meanest and cruelest. You're also so soft hearted that you fear of speaking up for them. Only for this reason you keep hating other and never went to any of the colleges parties. Even everyone insisted you so much. But today there is a sudden urge to attain the party. Because of your bestie since birth. Because of him you're going to the party. The season last party. Your guts are telling you that something big is gonna be happen with you. Something fun gonna be happen.

You waited at the front door for your bestie to pick you up. You checked the time it's already 9 pm and you need to came back by 2 am or else your mother gonna kill your ass of. It's drizzling outside , soft rains are always your favorite but today you don't have the time to appreciate the nature beauty. But you have to kill the party the fullest. You were just waiting.

"Babyygirl, come on! Get inside this beast." Suga shouted at the high pitch. You glad to see your bestie after waiting for them so long. He along with some other guys ride in a black open Jeep Wrangler. You got astonished to see the big Jeep. You walk upon the Jeep and gulped.

"We're going in this?" You questioned.

"Yes baby, now don't waste your time. And get your ass on this." Suga giggled. You get on that open Jeep. Suga helped you too. The Jeep started and all your hair dances in the air. The moonlight along with drizzling cloud make the sky look beautiful. You're feeling so alluring the whole journey.

When you stepped inside the restaurant, it was nothing like that. It's filled with smoke and known people faces. Kids are drinking , smoking , dancing and making out. As soon as you step in, the focus shifted to you. Everyone started to making cheers, noise with your name. Some people said "look ___ is looking damn hot." "Her ass! I can die for" "can I fuck her only for today" "she wear this dress to show her big cleavage." And some girls there bitching "why this slut is here?" "God! I thought she died. Now who gonna see me." "I need to cover my boyfriends eyes, or else this whore gonna seduce him." Everyone is just objectifying you. Only for this reasons you hate to attain any party. All of them only gonna blame or body shames you.

Hearing all of this you squeezed Suga's hand in shame and murmured "Suga can I go home. This place is not for me." He instantly feels that you're feeling uncomfortable. He grapped your hand and shouted "hey people, look! If anyone gonna open their mouth to spite any bad words to ____. I'm gonna make their college life a hell. So shut the fuck up." Suddenly everyone looks downwards and keep on doing their things. Afterall Suga have hype on the college because he's the captain of the basketball and all of the college kids are afraid of him. This is the perks of having a scary bestie.

"Thanks. Today I'm not gonna interrupt you more. So, now you can have fun. I will also find someone to have fun." You sighed to Suga.

"Shut your thanks, babygirl. I'm always here for you only. If anything happens you can just call me. I will be here around." He said and walked inside the bar.

Being a popular and good looking girl isn't a great thing. People only notice the worst side of you. You're thinking only this things and make your way to the near by open area on that Place. There's no one. Only you and your loneliness appreciating the cloudy night weather. Even though you have Suga as your bestie, he also can't always look after you. Apart from him, no one was there as your friends. As you interact really less.

Standing there for so long your eyes trail down to a huge postures sitting down the couch. Black leather jacket, high black boots, smokey black eyes, dark gelled hair with tattooed neck a boy was sitting at the couch. You side eyed at him for a better view. He was drawing something. You peek into the painting you saw it was the soothing sky he was drawing. You again trail your eyes to his full muscular body. But you were unable to see his face as he head downs to draw. You just want to look at his face.

For quite a long there, he said nothing to you. As only both of you're there you thought of asking him. "It's looking like you're painting this beautiful sky." You asked. The boy looked up to your face. His dark glowing eyes look straight into you. It was a known face too. His baby face isn't matching his devil body postures. You mesmerized to his beauty. You tell you heart you know him, but never noticed him. He was Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook. The nerd kid who always sits at the last bench but tops the class. Who never spokes to anyone. Who's always so lonely when noticed.

"Yeah. I guess you have eyes." Jungkook scoff. But one thing more he's the rudest. Never in his life he talks to anyone in the straight face. Because of that he never have friends. You rolled your eyes.

"I also have mouth but I guess it's best to shut. People are so mean here." You said.

"Huh! Afterall meanest than me. I'm the one who haven't talk about your tits and ass in the whole room here." Jungkook smirked

"Better for you to not open your mouth. I'm only trying to start a conversation with you politely. But you -" Jungkook intrepputed you.

"Yes, I'm the one who shut your bullying mouth. You popular kids always thought we nerds are piece of shit. But we aren't. We aren't even not care for you to answer back. But see today I did." Jungkook again smirked.

"What? I never bullied anyone. Actually you're mad or anything to start a verbal fight here. Do your shitty work, you're good to be alone. Now, I got it why no ones talk to you." You chuckled devilishly.

"I don't make fake friends like you or I say friends with benefits. Huh!" Jungkook giggled.

"Friends with benefits? What do you mean. You totally ruined my mood. Just fuck your life with this shitty attitude you fucking nerd. I'm good to go." You shouted at him and walks towards the bar.

But suddenly, Jungkook dropped all his drawing book at the floor and runs towards you and grapped you wrist from the back.

"What do you think? Where you're going? " Jungkook said.

You got confused by his actions. "Wait. Why the fuck you touched me? Get off me." You screamed at him. And he instantly released your hand from his grip.

"Cool, using women card huh. See you soon babe." Jungkook smirked turns to devilishly chuckled. You just get off from there.

Soon you go inside the bar. Asked the bartender to give you some cocktail. He handed over to you. You sit beside a group of creepy men who were keep staring at your thighs. You were getting super uncomfortable because of that. They're laughing, talking shit about you and your dress. But the limit crossed when one of guys handed over a page to you.

'One night stand! Money as much as you want.' Your blood started to rush over those guys.

You just want to slap them in the face. You hate how the whole fairwell night is turning into a nightmare for you. You never want to come here. You're cussing Suga for insisting you to come.

You grumbled the paper and through it on there faces. But then one of the guys started to touching you inappropriately around your thighs. You don't know what to do. Your anxiety level is getting on peak. All the men covered you and started touching you inappropriately. Out of fear you just sit like a piece of stone.

But then only Jungkook shouted at the group of men around you. His muscular body fitted his leather jacket perfectly. "You creeps, just get off from her."

One of them says "who is she? Your si-" Jungkook intrepputed them.

"Yeah, she's my fucking friend. Get off from her." And he grapped your hand and take you aside.

"Just kept your fucking dicks in your pants. If I ever see anyone of you to humiliating any girl. I will cut your penis off. Understood. Fuck off now." He shouted at them. And all of them just leaves the bar.

You're still in a sense of shock. You never believed this happens with you. Room full of air-conditioned but still you're sweating like crazy. You got your first anxiety attack after certain long. Your hand are trembling and tears down to your eyes. You still sense less what's going on.

"You're okay?" Jungkook asked with his baby voice.

You didn't answer anything. You just hugged Jungkook so hard. Nothing in your mind just you hugging him to get some heat and strength. Tears rolled down your eyes stopped to get his presence. He hugged you back and patted your back smoothly. Slowly the terror lives you.

"It's okay. Don't worry. I'm here. You're save." He said.

"I'm here to get your back. Calm down. Your makeup gonna ruin." He scoffs.

"Keep your mouth open. Or else i- " you cut him off.

"I'm okay. Thanks." You gasped.

"Want to have some fresh air outside?" He asked.

"Let's go. I can't breathe here anymore." I sighed. I grapped his wrist and fetch him to outside.

It was storming outside and slow winds crossing over my face. It felt so soothing to go outside and breathe some fresh air. I looked at Jungkook and felt so guilty for misunderstanding him earlier. His baby face just melts my heart. He's a purely the kindest and most helpful. I still regret why I never talked to him on the first hand. Well, I always have an eye on him for his tonned body. But the behavior always drive me crazy. The way he looked when he was angry at them. His veins hands with silver rings. And those messy dark hair sooths my heart. I once again fall for his kindness, generosity and smartness.

"Thanks but sorry." You looked at him.

He gazed at me "nothing to thanks me but take care of yourself. A girl should keep her mouth open for herself. Never depend on anyone else other than yourself. You're your own security. Understood."

"Your words are always so deep. But again sorry." You apologized

"Well, I'm sorry too for being rude. I don't mean to but -" you cut him off.

"But nothing. Just end those shitty things. I really liked how you saved me. I promise that from now onwards I will take care of myself." And you smiled at him.

He caressed my cheeks and smiled too. "I always thought you're mean but I was wrong. You're such a sweetheart."

"I know, people assume mean things about me. But at my surprise you're too a darling. But your words are full of sarcasm just like you." You said.

He giggled at my words. Then you gazed at his eyes and caress his dark long hairs which was covering his baby face. You touched his hairs. You feel a sudden arousal to find him. He was different and amazing. You realized he have something you are finding since a long. He get stumble too with your touch. He felt like he got goosebumps to your touch. You both keep staring to each others eyes for so long.

But then Jungkook broke it and scoff "your touch gives me goosebumps. Don't be so touchy or else something wrong gonna happen." And you giggled hard at him.

"Okay, I'll give you space." You scoffs.

As you both walk down to a group of boys having tons of beer. The whole area beside them smells like alcohol. You felt like trying some alcohol.

"Want to try some beer?" You asked him.

"Sure. Let's compete who can have more alcohol in their blood tonight." Jungkook smirked to me.

You both took one can of beer and gulped it at one shot. It was so refreshing and taste weird. But alcohol are meant to be tasteless. Jungkook goes for another one and so do you. You both keep on finishing the beer cans one by one. You're so into the competition that both of you crossed all the limits. Just drinking and laughing. After having enough can beer you were just pretending that you're drinking. But you were fully drunk. The alcohol is all over your body. Your dress got drenched with beer. On the other hand, Jungkook keep on going with the beer. Drinking and drinking but not stopping. He's the actual nerd kid who have a super big competitive ass in anything.

"Stop you dick. I can't drink anymore. You win. Cool!" You screamed in annoyance.

"Winner. Yeah. I knew it. No one can win from me." Jungkook yelled.

You made a annoyance face and said "look at my dress, alcohol is all over my body. It's drenched me. I smell like alcohol."

"Are you telling me to lick the beer from your body! Huh?" Jungkook grinned. He's totally drunk. He lost all his senses and so do you. Both are drunk and alone.

"Would you lick me if I say! Huh?" You giggled.

"Just say and I will lick you all up from head to toe baby." He smirked. And walk up to you and licked your neck.

"Stop it. I'll clean it myself." you pushed him kiddingly and ran towards the washroom to clean all the mess up.

At the water basin, you got some tissues and clean all the mess. From neck to your torso where all the beer spilled. But there also Jungkook followed you from the back.

You suddenly feel someone touched your back. You looked back and realized Jungkook is hugging you from behind. Locking your hands and softly kissing your ears. His warm huge body fits you finely. The alcohol fragrance along with his cologne smells it's so sexy. You don't want to leave him and not either tried to get out of his grip. He makes you so comfortable with his body all over you. That's feels so calming and horny. You want him to eat you.

"I said I'll lick you clean. You don't need to clean yourself." Jungkook softly said.

He then smoothly take your open hair aside and kissed your neck. It's feels like you're the last person to eat in this planet. He spins you and now you're facing him. He's so close to your face, you can feel his hot alcoholic breath on your face. He kissed you again all over your neck and beyond leaving some purple marks on your fine white body.

"Don't you want to clean by me! Huh?" Jungkook smirked.

"I-I yes, I want." You said in a shaky voice.

He hovered over you with his lips. Licking neck to chin and then he stopped. He looked into your deep pale eyes. You meet his eyes. His eyes speaking that he will made you watch the heavenly stars today. Without any second thought he kissed you in lips. You deepens the kiss with your tongue into him. His pink juicy lips taste so fine. He bit you on your upper lips which make it more loving. Then his one hand goes under my dress while the other is still there to deepens your lips. You put your hands on his long dark gelled hair. You both are caressing each other. Deep moans under Neath the breath was changed. Before going out of breath you broke the kiss and you both breathed so heavily.

He lifted you on the top of the water basin of the washroom and touched your inner thigh. A little moans let out from your mouth. His cold long fingers when touched your warm fizzy thighs it's giving you thrills. You spread your long legs further directing him to devour you inside. The hot make out already make you so wet that you can't resist. He pulled the hem of your dress and looks at the most beautiful site at that time. His eyes were glowing to meet with your small pussy.

"You want?" Jungkook asked me before putting his hands further.

"I want you to fuck me. Made me see the stars tonight." You softly screamed.

Jungkook getting the signal to proceed he touched your wet pussy over the panties. But the panties are already drenched of your cum. He gulped and smirked leaving your panty at the floor. He tilted you aside and thrust two of his finger inside of you. His cold veiny long fingers when get inside you, it gives you thrills. You moan his name. He gently thrust each of the finger inward. You already can see the stars.

"Jun-Jungkook!" You moans

"You want more?" Jungkook asked.

"Jun-Jungkook. Yeah. I want you to be inside." You screamed in pleasure.

He gently keeps on going with his fingers all the way. You lift up and you can see the budge on Jungkook jeans. You unlock his belt and put his jeans off. His big member is already waiting for you. Your eyes glowed up to see his big huge dick. You stroke it and it's already having a Boner. Jungkook stops and looked at your eyes.

"Are you sure that you can take my member inside you! Huh?" He smirked.

"Can't wait more to have you inside me. I want your fucking dick to tear my fragile pussy." You growned.

"Then let's just fuck you, ______" Jungkook moans.

You spread your legs further and he put his tip of the cock inside you. He's teasing you but then you thrust him in. His huge cock perfectly fits your pussy. He started to thrust fast and fast. He's moaning your name at high pitch. And you want him more and more. His hips are thrusting hard into you. You see all the colours of the stars. Jungkook made you realize the pleasure. It's get so heated that at last he thrust your g spot. You feel relieved.

"I'm going to cum, Kook." You said.

"I want you to cum on my fucking dick!" He exclaimed.

You cumed in his dick and all over his shirt. Your white liquid is all over the place. He smirked and gently took you off the water basin.

"Did I licked you well, ____?" Jungkook murmured.

"Yeah, I want you to lick me every day, Jungkook." You said softly.

He gently put your clothes on and you wear them. He also did the same. And he kissed your forehead and patted with love.

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astaroth1357 · 5 years ago

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A Demon Has Claimed My Soul! (Among Other Things…)

Your Guide to Possessive Demons!

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If you decide to start a relationship with Lucifer, the first thing to know is he plans to have you and keep you. Once you've gone down this road there’s no going back now, human.

Lucifer will show his possessiveness most often through stating it outright. He will be pretty blunt about claiming who you now belong to and isn't shy to tell that to others too. Get used to the reminders.

He’ll do those old school kind of moves like letting you wear his coat over your shoulders or keeping a hand on your waist. He doesn’t have to do all that much more because no one would be dumb enough to try anything after he’s staked his claim.

DO: Pretty much anything he says

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Leviathan

Levi? Really? You know he hasn’t left his room in centuries right? And you’d be playing second fiddle to an actual anime character? In our astute opinion, human, this ain’t a good choice.

Levi is the Avatar of Envy so he’s going to be pretty possessive at all times. If you’re going to choose with him then just know that he won’t be letting you go any time soon… Literally. He will cling to you like his life depends on it.

Levi’s primarily going to show his possessiveness of you through being hostile to others like a pissed off snake.

Any time that you’re not alone together he’ll be on edge or glaring at everyone around you. If someone gets too chummy he might start hissing until they back off. He won’t actually do anything unless someone tries to make a move, but if they do get out of the way in case he summons Lotan.

DO: Stay close to him (especially in public), let him hold your hand or stay on his arm, keep conversations with other people short, and always tell him if you’re going out to meet someone.

DON’T: Basically wander off anywhere without telling him first, flirt with anybody else while he’s watching, scratch that, just don’t be overly nice to anybody while he’s watching. Not even the Chihuahua.

Satan

Okay so yeah Satan is smart, but all those smiles are hella phony! He really ain’t as nice as he looks and… What we mean to say is, Satan will act nice to lure you in but you better watch out, human.

Satan can act pretty chill when he wants to so he might not come off as all that possessive for a while. But the second he sees someone acting a little too close with you he’ll snap and start shouting at them. Doesn’t matter who it is or why, he won’t be able to stop himself.

When he does show his possessiveness he is shameless, almost as bad as Asmo, because then he’s trying to make a point to someone or other. PDA for days, but he’ll be glancing at whoever he’s trying to piss off like an asshole…

Satan's the guy who'd leave a lot of marks on you like bruises and hickies to speak for him when he ain't around.

DO: Get used to PDA, invest in sweaters, borrow Asmo's concealer.

DON’T: Do anything that pisses him off. (For more on this, consider purchasing our other guide: How To Calm My Demon Boyfriend)

Asmodeus

Oh come on, Asmo??? Human, be real for a moment! He’s never gonna be faithful to you at all, I mean we’re all demons so it’s not like we really care all that much but humans care doncha?? You could pick better is all I’m-er We’re saying!

Asmo is going to cling to you about as much as Levi but that’s because he wants attention, not because he’s jealous or anything. He really won’t get possessive of you until someone tries to tell him he can’t be around you for whatever reason. Then he’ll whine, complain, and make a scene until he gets his way.

Asmo will show he owns you by trying to make you into practically the same person. Not in personality, just in appearance.

He’ll start by buying a lot of matching or very… Asmo-looking clothes and jewelry for you to wear. He’ll look for any excuse to put you in his outfits or make sure you use the same perfumes so you smell like each other all the time. Demons have sensitive noses so that’s as good as marking you for his.

DO: Wear the clothes and don’t complain, tell him what sort of style you’d prefer so he can pick more of what you want, try not to get annoyed by his diva act

DONT: Wear somethin' else without telling him, have sex with anyone else without permission first (who knows, ya may get it with him), ignore him. Ever.

Beelzebub

…. Just a friendly reminder that he could eat you.

Beel isn’t going to come off as possessive of ya until he starts getting lonely. He’s pretty busy with practices and taking care of his appetite, but if he starts feelin’ like you haven’t been paying enough attention to him, he’s gonna get needy and want ya around more.

He can be pretty childish about it, really. If someone comes over and asks if you want to go do something he’ll just pick ya up and tell them no. He’ll put ya down if you make a fuss about it but he’ll get grouchy so you’ll have to make it up to’em later.

If he’s feeling lonely, he’ll invite you out for food a lot more and try to keep you away from his brothers. He won’t even like you talking to Belphie. It’ll pass after a couple days, so just sit tight and things will go back to normal soon enough.

DO: Feed him. Constantly.

DON'T: Stop feeding him. Ever. Or look too delicious.

Belphegor

Okay we all know what makes him a bad choice, so let’s not even go there! Honestly human, have some survival instinct, will ya??

Belphie will take the clingy route of always wanting to be around ya, but if he wants to go nap or somethin’ he'll just take ya with him. Doesn't matter whatcha doin'. If he wants ya there, he'll drag ya along too.

Belphie’s gonna be passive-aggressive about his possessiveness when others are involved, a lot of stare downs and lookin’ annoyed. He won’t tell’em to piss off like Beel would but there’d a general aura of “Go the Hell Away” around him so it’s gonna be around you too.

If you two aren’t sharing a nap together then expect him to lean on ya a lot, probably with his head on your shoulder. Don’t stand still for too long ‘cause he will fall asleep like that and then you're stuck draggin’ his dead weight.

DO: Get used to being a pillow and not going anywhere for long periods of time.

DON’T: Keep him up too long, wake him up early, or toss and turn in bed.

Mammon

Obviously, the Great and Powerful Mammon is really the best choice, human. It's clear ya got a good head on your shoulders and that’s a good sign. But for the sake of being helpful, we will still give ya advice, for your sake and mi-… his.

The Great Mammon knows how lost and pathetic you’d be if he wasn’t around so he’ll take it on himself to be sure you’ve always got someone to help ya. Don’t go thinkin’ that he’s just lonely and lookin’ for a little comfort, ‘cause that Ain’t! It! And don’t go letting any of his brothers try pullin’ the same crap because he’s the only one who’s allowed to do that, ya hear??

The Great Mammon doesn’t need to act possessive because everyone will already know you’re his!... Okay, sometimes they need a refresher but there ain’t nothing wrong with that!

You'll never have to worry about his brothers botherin' you because he’ll always be there to scare'em off. He’s your first man so he better get priority and doncha go forgettin’ it! It's gotta be you and him against the world, got it?

DO: Show the Great Mammon appreciation for his time, "appreciation" can be cash, gimme cash.

DONT: Forget about the Great Mammon, ignore the Great Mammon, refuse to gimme cash.

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I saw your bio about angel of death too!! May i request nagito X s/o who's like zack!!:D I hope i don't bothering you and have a nice day^^♡♡

Yes finally! Also your not bothering me, and thank you for wishing me a nice day! Your such a sweet heart adelia-Chan!

Nagito with a S/O like Zack!

Now it is modern time, you probably aren’t a murder but you can be, um…problematic.

You liked to beat people up when the looked to happy or mad. It made you feel good.

You obviously laughed like a mentally insane person when you did.

Now on the first day of school you saw a boy with white hair looking way to happy, he looked like a good target.

He noticed you right away and introduced himself with that smile, he sounded so joyful while doing it. That just made you want beat him up even more.

“Hello I’m Nagito Komeada!”

“Hey Komeada. I’m S/O. You got three seconds to run.”

The last part you said with a dark tone. He looked at you confused.

“Um…why would I need to run?”

“Cause you look way to frickin happy, makes me want to beat you up! I like to give people a fair chance to try to run away. As long you beg or scream for me not to hurt you to bad! I love seeing fear on my victims faces! Gets my blood bumping!”

He softly chuckled.

“Oh I’m not going to run away. I’ll let you do it. Come hit me! An ultimate like you hitting trash like me is an honor!”

You stumbled back and leaned by a nearby trash can and threw up.

“Man is something wrong with you. That’s the most messed up thing I’ve ever heard. You not running away or begging for your life. it makes it no fun. See ya later weirdo, I going to class I guess.”

Unfortunately (or fortunately) you both had the same class.

So you really couldn’t escape him, you had to listen to him insult himself and his thing on hope. Which kinda annoyed you.

You interested him and he wanted to get to know you. Like what your hobbies, your goals, or why do you like to beat up people who look happy.

“Is there a reason why your following me like a lost puppy?”

“Your interest me. Just pretend I’m not here.”

You saw a group of girls. They were laughing at another girl. They poured milk on her and laughed even louder. This brought back a memory from your childhood. A very bad memory.

You feel into a rage. You ran and proceeded to beat these girls to the point where they were knocked out. You turned to the girl who they were bullying you held out a hand for her to grab. You helped her getting up, patted her head then walked away.

Nagito followed close behind. You forgot he was following you. You went somewhere quite with a low chance of other students walking by. Then you grabbed him by the neck and shoved him against the wall.

“You better not tell anyone about anything you saw! Or else your gonna end up worse then those girls!”

“Oh I was never going to tell anyone anyway!”

“You better not be lying! I hate liars more than anything!”

“I’m not lying.”

You looked at him in the eyes. He was completely honest. You let him go.

“I thought it was kinda cool to see you standing up for that girl.”

“I wasn’t doing it for her. I was doing it cause it reminded me of something. Something I’d rather forget.”

“Even though, your speed and strength was amazing to see in action. You also held such passion in your eyes.”

You started angry mumbling not because he was annoying you but your were honestly embarrassed, you weren’t used to hearing much praise.

One day your class decided to have a party, you don’t know how they convinced you. But they did, you didn’t listen to the details just the time and place.

The party was a bonfire party.

Once you arrived you were the last one to arrive, they started off the fire. To where you started internally freaking out. Also frozen in fear.

At some point you were escaped into the back of the woods, Nagito noticed and went to follow you. He heard you near by. You found you punching a tree while yelling. You hade to stop cause of your hands

You wore bandages all over hands, shoulder, arms, and up your back a little, from a incident from a long time ago. You heard a twig snap.

“Who’s there! Show yourself!”

“Oops looks like I’ve been spotted.”

“Ugh! What’s with you and following me!”

“Well I noticed you left the party. I just wanted to know why.

He said sitting on a tree stump. You lean against a tree.

“Don’t tell anyone this. But. I’m scared of fire.”

“Oh. Well, how about we go to a near by gas station. We can get some snacks!”

“I don’t have any money.”

“Don’t worry I’ll pay.”

You weren’t saying no to free food. You guys got a couple of snacks and went to a nearby park to sit on a bench.

You actually had a nice conversation with Nagito. You actually were laughing a lot. For the first time ever somebody smile didn’t want to make you beat them up. Nagito smile made you smile.

You developed a crush on Nagito.

You treated him different from then on.

No threats were thrown his way from you. You didn’t mind when he talked to you. Anytime somebody gave him a nasty look for saying something. You punch your hand against your palm as a sign. You often lean against him when he talks to somebody. Anytime he says an insult to himself, you put him in a headlock and start giving him noogies while saying “why do you keep saying that! Do you got some screws loose Huh?!” You could say it’s tough love. Everbody knew you had a crush on Nagito. But you were to dense to notice your own feelings and Nagito was to oblivious to notice your change in behavior. Surprisingly you and fuyuhiko had a kinda Frenemy thing going on. You two acted like you hate each other, which you do. but you two had a lot in common so sometimes you got along. He’s the one to point out your feelings

“When you going to tell Nagito you like him?”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“It’s so obvious you have a crush on him. Which is kinda weird.”

“What’s a crush?”

He gave you a shock looked. Then called you an idiot. He explained a crush and then it made sense to you.

“So…how do I tell him.”

“Just tell him. Unless your a chicken.”

“Shut up! I’m not a chicken! I’ll go tell him right now!”

You stomped away looking for Nagito to tell him. You found him being Ganged up by some guys. You beat all of them up. Some puked from your punches, some passed out, some ran away. You picked up Nagito and threw him over his shoulder and started walking away with him.

“Um s/o can you let me down? I can walk on my own.”

“No.”

You went back to your place and threw him on your couch.

“Thanks for saving me back there. I didn’t think you would save me like that.”

You flicked him in the forehead.

“Of course I saved you. I love you dummy.”

He blushed at the sudden confession.

“I love you too.”

You blushed and pulled him to your chest. You cuddle him, so you guys are now a couple.

Here somethings you do now your a couple

You are always touching him in someway, simple hand hold, hugging, leaning against him, just anything works.

Your like his own personal bodyguard.

He helps you with your bandages when you need to change them.

He comforts you when there’s fire.

You give him random small kisses.

Everybody and anybody is too scared to flirt with Nagito.

When you two are anywhere like a booth at a restaurant. You have you arm wrapped around Nagito shoulder.

After a long time. You told him things about your childhood, which he understood and helped you deal with your trauma.

Bonus: for this to make sense. I ship fuyuhiko and Peko.

You noticed how fuyuhiko acted around peko. You and Nagito decided to play match maker.

Nagito invited fuyuhiko to a cafe to hangout. While you did the same with peko.

They arrived at the cafe both texting you asking where you were. Both of you texted something came up with your significant other so you couldn’t make it. They spotted each other and decided to hangout. Just according to plan. you and Nagito where wearing disguises to watch them. Nagito went up to their waiter after he took their order, saying he’ll pay for them.

When they learned that somebody payed for them and the waiter pointed who. They realized it was you two. You practically grab Nagito and made a mad dash for the exit.

Later that night you got to listen to a mad fuyuhiko, while receiving passive aggressive text from peko.

“Why you so mad? I’m just helping you out. I mean you helped me and Nagito get together. I’m just returning the favor.”

“What?! Are you implying I have a crush on peko! What gave off that idea?!”

“A lot of things gave off that idea. C’mon you like her. Don’t be a chicken.”

“I hate you!”

“The feelings mutual. Just go for it.”

“You don’t tell me what to do-“

You hung up. You put your phone on silent and went to sleep. Luckily it was Friday so you didn’t have school the next day. So they couldn’t bother you about it.

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