#i want more time with these chrs please

[mistyechoes]

about to start s3 if they did another timeskip i will be very upset

[solarsturniolo]

𝒩𝑜𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 // 𝑀.𝒮.

𝔅𝔶 𝔑𝔞𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔢 💋

𝒮𝓊𝓂𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓎: Inspired by the song Nothing by the Script

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓈: lowkey kinda heart wrenching / drinking / borderline addiction / swearing / toxic??

𝒟𝒾𝓈𝒸𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓇: This story is fictional! I am aware that the triplets are sober. This is a little thing I like to call 'story telling'.

𝒲𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝒞𝑜𝓊𝓃𝓉: 1739

So I stumble there, along the railings and the fences

I know if I faced her face, that she'll come to her senses

Every drunk step I take leads me to her door

If she sees how much I'm hurting, she'll take me back for sure

“Please be up. Please be up.”

“...mmph…Hello?” 

“...H-Hi.” 

“What is it?”

“...C-Can I come over?”

A heavy sigh. “No, Matt-”

“Please,” he interrupted her, afraid that if he didn’t she would hang up. “I miss you.”

“How much have you had to drink tonight?”

“I haven’t-”

“Goodnight, Matthew.”

“Fuck- fine, six,” he mumbled, sniffling sharply and rubbing the back of his neck anxiously. “I had six-”

“Six what, Matthew?”

“I…I-” he paused, sniffling again. “I miss you, can I come see you?” 

“No, Matthew.”

“Stop it,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “Stop calling me that, you never call me that.”

“You need to get some rest. I’m calling Nick-”

“No, d-don’t go. Please.”

“Matt, you’re not taking care of yourself.”

“I just need to see you again,” he stated, sniffling again. “Please, I…I’ll leave you alone if you let me see you one more time.”

Another sigh. “How do you plan on getting here.”

“I’ll dr-”

“No you will not.”

His heart leaped. She still cares. She doesn’t want anything to happen to me. There’s still hope. “Uber?”

“Where are you right now.” 

He looked around. “Outside.”

“Is there anything around you?”

“Trees?”

“Where are Nick and Chris.”

“Insid-”

“You make my blood boil,” she groaned. 

“I’m sorry,” he hiccuped. “I miss you. I-I love you.”

“Stop.”

He sniffled again, a chill running through his body. He pulled his thin jacket tighter to his body. “Can I come see you?”

“Matthew, where are you.”

“I c-can get an uber, or I can walk. I don’t mind walking-” he whispered, his voice breaking again. He sniffled. “Please, I need you. I need to see you and hear you and..and feel you.”

“Matt, are you safe? Where are you. I need you to answer my questions.”

“I’m at home,” he mumbled. 

“Where.”

“The driveway.”

“I will send you an uber, but this is the last time.”

Click.

X O X O X O

The knock at the door startled her, despite anticipating it at any moment. She got up from her spot on the couch, making a beeline for the door. She opened it and in stumbled a drunken Matt, who dropped to his knees in front of her, wrapping his arms gently around her thighs. He rested his cheek on the plush of her thigh. 

She couldn’t bring herself to look at him. She would give in if she did. She could hear his soft sniffling and the sound of his lips leaving soft kisses to her thigh. “I’m s-sorry, please look at me. Please say something.”

“You can’t keep doing this, Matt. You have to let me go.”

He sniffled again. She felt the warm dampness of his tears on her skin. “I c-can’t.”

“You have to.”

“Please don’t make me,” he sobbed. She finally looked down at him, her heart aching at the sight of him clung to her legs, completely broken. “I need you, I can’t-”

“You need to find a way,” she insisted, reaching behind her to take Matt’s hands out of their interlocked state. He refused, holding her tighter. “Matt, you need to let me go.”

“You’re all I have,” he hiccuped, looking up at her with watery bloodshot eyes. His lip quivered, a tear rolled down his cheek. “I-I have nothing without you,” his voice croaked. 

She sighed, sinking down onto the floor. She gently stroked his cheek, wiping the tears off of his face with her free hand. “Why do you do this to yourself?”

He sniffled. “I don’t want you to go, p-please,” he begged her. “Don’t leave me.”

“You know I can’t stay with you,” she whispered to him. “You do this to yourself every night. I’m so worried about you, Nick and Chris are worried about you.”

He looked at her, his face blotchy and red from crying. His eyes were even bluer than normal. “Y-You are?” he asked, leaning into her touch as she held his cheek. 

“Matt, everyone’s worried about you,” she replied. “You have so many people that care about you, why are you torturing yourself like this? It kills me seeing you like this.” She brushed his messy hair out of his face, looking into his glossy eyes. 

“Please- one more chance,” he pleaded, moving in close to her. He rested his forehead against hers, their noses gently brushing together. “One more…I can’t lose you. You’re the only person in this world that I want,” he continued. 

“Matt…”

“You’re the only girl I want to wake up next to,” he whispered, his hand coming up to gently cup her cheek, his thumb delicately tracing her chin. His lips ghosted over hers. She could smell the alcohol on his breath. “You’re the only girl I wanna take out and show off, you’re the only girl I want to lay next to at night. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before,” he whispered, tears rolling down his cheeks. “I…I’m so fucking scared. I’ve never been this vulnerable and open with another person before,” a soft sob fell from his lips. He bumped his nose gently against hers, their lips grazing. “Tell me you don’t love me, and I’ll go away,” he stated.

“Matt-”

“Say it. I’ll never bother you again, I’ll never call or…or show up uninvited again. But you have to say it,” he whimpered, his eyes opening to look into hers. His free hand cupped her other cheek. “Please look at me,” he pleaded.

She pursed her lips, opening her eyes as well to look at him. As soon as she looked into his deep blue eyes, she felt herself melting. Matt’s gaze softened, noticing her more relaxed state. He leaned in to close the gap between them, only stopping when he felt her cold fingers touch his lips. 

“You have to let me go, Matt,” she whispered again.

His lip quivered, a whimper getting caught in his throat, tears threatening to spill once again. “Say you don’t love me,” he repeated.

She stayed silent once again. She couldn’t say it. She knew deep down that she loved him, and that a part of her always would love him. 

“I can get better, I can be better,” he continued, looking down at her with tearful eyes. “All I want is to be better for you-”

“You can’t go a single night without drinking yourself dumb,” she stopped him. “You can’t change, Matt. You’ve had the opportunities-”

Matt shook his head in disbelief. “Please, I-I know I can change-”

“You can’t.”

She went to stand back up, her heart shattering as he clung to her for dear life. “N-No, please,” he hiccuped, his fingers digging into her clothed hips. “Please,” he sobbed, looking up at her with his glassy blue eyes, his pupils blown out and bloodshot. “Don’t…Don’t push me away. Don’t push me out,” he whimpered. 

She stood her ground, refusing to look down at his pathetic state. She refused to touch him, knowing if she did, she wouldn’t be able to let go of him. “I’m calling Nick.”

“I’m begging you-”

“I can’t let you stay again. I can’t keep letting you hurt me.”

Matt’s lips parted in disbelief, a stray tear rolling down his cheek and falling from his chin. “Hurt you?” His eyes glossed over with pain, one that he had never known before. “H-How…What do you mean?”

She pursed her lips, her eyes closing as she tried to think of the best way to word what she wanted to say. “You always do this, Matt. You come over, you do this every time. I always give in because-” a pause interrupted her sentence, her questioning if she should say it out loud or keep it a distant shout in the back of her head. “Because I love you, and…I can’t not love you.”

A glimmer of hope replaced the sorrow in his eyes. “I never stopped loving you,” he spoke, his voice wavering, his nerves shot from the lack of control he had over himself in this moment. He rose to his feet gracelessly. His hand felt cold as it touched her cheek, though the gentle caress of his fingers on her skin made her melt. “You’re all I’ve ever wanted. Let me show you, let me prove it to you.” He watched her face, examining any little change in her expression. Please don’t let me go. Please don’t push me away. 

“I can’t go through this again, Matt,” she whispered, leaning into his touch. “You have to promise me-”

“I promise, I promise. Fuck, I swear on my life,” he enveloped her in his arms. “I promise,” he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to her head. He felt her arms snake around his waist, hugging him back, and he nearly collapsed as relief flooded his body. “I love you so much,” he mumbled softly into her hair, kissing her head again. 

“We have to start slow,” she spoke softly, setting her boundaries. “I can’t jump right back in like none of this ever happened-”

“I know,” he replied. “I know, that’s fine, I’ll wait forever if I have to.”

“You’ve sobered up quite a bit,” she sniffled softly, and it was only then that Matt released his embrace, pulling away to look down at her. She looked up at him, smiling softly as a tear rolled down her cheek, glimmering in the moonlight. 

His thumb brushed across her cheek, wiping the tear from her face. “Why are you crying?”

“I missed you, Matt,” she replied. It felt like a stake being driven into his heart, it stung. All of those nights of him wallowing in his own self pity, wasting away his potential, all of those nights thinking she loathed him, thinking he would never be able to feel happy again; It was all in his head. None of it was real. She never felt that way about him. She waited for him, she loved him through his mistakes, through his flaws, through his lowest moments. Nobody had ever been so loyal to him before, apart from his family. Nobody had ever waited to catch him when he fell. 

“I missed you too.” More than you could ever know.

𝒜𝓊𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓇'𝓈 𝒩𝑜𝓉𝑒:

𝒯𝒶𝑔𝓈:

[sturnalsm]

I KNOW YOU WANT ME

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

!! WARNINGS !! : smut, swearing, choking, use of Y/N

summary: you and Chris HATE eachother, you never liked seeing eachother, let alone talk to each other.

its 3:16 am in the morning and you couldn't sleep all night. Chris was with you in your house because Nick and Matt are in Boston, and you didnt liked that Chris was there with you at all, you honestly wanted to go in your mother's house.

you were hungry and you decided to go in your kitchen and make a snack or something.

you were too lazy to cook something so you grabbed a pack of chips and a bow.the cabinet were the bows were was too high and you barley touched it, as you were trying to reach it you felt someone behind you and getting the bow for you. it was Chris.

"why are you awake sweetheart?" Chris asks as you stay in shock. "dont call me sweetheart and why the fuck are you even talking to me?"

Chris raises an eyebrow and leans on the counter next to you. "why is the attitude right now?" his smirk on his face growing bigger. you roll eyes and start walking towards the sofa with the bow in your hand.

Chris walks behind you and hugs you from behind causing you to stop walking. "what the fuck are you doing" you ask. "nothing, doll" he gets the bow from you hand and places it on the tavle behind you

he hugs you again and you can feel his breath on your neck sending shivers down your spine. he puts both of his hands under your shirt.

"i know you want me" you feel his hot breath on your ear. "i don-" "yes you do." he cuts you off as he spins you around so you look at him. he's much taller than you so he looks down at you. he picks you ap as he places you on the counter spreading your legs so he's between them.

he kisses your lips passionately sliding his tounge inside of your mouth causing you to moan. he puts his hands under you shirt squeezing your boobs as you moan one more time.

"Chris i.." you say as you break the kiss and try to push him but you fail. "c'm on tell me" he smirks "we can't do this" you say. he just smirks one more time as he presses his lips onto yours again. you cant deny that it feels good, actually..you want more.

he takes off your shorts and starts teasing you as he makes circles with his thumb on your clit , still you have panties on. "oh f- chr..please" you cant make a sentence from how good it feels, you start arching your back. "please what baby?" he says, as you melt from the nickname. "fuck me" you say as you wrap your legs around his waist.

his smirk growing wider as he takes off your panties , kneeling and starts to eat you out sliding his tounge into you causing you to moan louder and louder. he holds onto your thighs squeezing them. he puts one finger inside you so he stretches you out for later, he start going in and out, in and out..making you weak and your legs shaking on his shoulders.

"holly shit.." you whisper, biting your lower lip and wrapping fingers in Chris's hair. "cum for me baby" he says and goes back down to your pussy eating you out like a meal. you feel your orgasm approaching, your eyes start to blur, your legs shaking uncontrollably and your ears ringing.

you cum as Chris makes sure to swallow everything that comes out of you. you lay on the counter taking deep breaths.

he grabs you by your thighs putting you on the floor again, you barley standing, he spins you around and bends you over at the waist. "hands on the counter, im going to fuck you until you cant stand on your legs foe the next month, so you better hold on."

you put your hands on the counter as he starta taking his pajamas off in one go with his boxers. he strokes his dick a few times before positioning behind you and slamming inside of you without any warning causing you to scream so loud that you swear even your neighbors on the first floor could hear you.

"shh keep quiet, doll" he says as he puts his hand on your mouth. he pounds inside of you so hard that you slam your stomach at the end of the counter hitting the cold material. he doesn't stop slamming isnide of you, you are weak and sensitive right now, he just ate you out and made you cum , you couldn't feel your legs anymore. "chri- fuck..oh my god. chris i c- *moans* i cant take it"

"yes you can, you are going to take my dick and feel every inch of it inside of you like the slut that you are." he hits your G-spot everytime he pounds inside of you. he fucks you like you dont feel pain, he slams inside of you with a force that makes you scream everytime. "oh fuck- im so close Y/N" he pounds a few more times making sure to cum deep inside of you so you feel his liquid for days in your body.

"kneel infornt of me , bitch" he says as he spnanks your ass turning you around and you going down on your knees. you start stroking his dick and then sucking on it. you move your mouth and lips as fast as you can causing him to moan and groan. "fuck you Y/N" he says as he starts moving his hips hitting his own fick at your throat. he moans not being able to control it.

no matter that he cummed 2 minutes ago, the way you were using your mouth, tounge and lips on his bog dick made him go insane. not later after that he cummed in your mouth. "swallow it, doll"

he looks down at you with a big smirk. "such a good girl for my cock, get up now" "wait Chris i cant take another round.." you say as you put your head on his chest. "one more sweetheart, you can." he picks you up again and starts walking towards the sofa placing you to lay on it.

he gets on top of you as he starts kissing your neck finding the spot that made you go insane. he sukcs and botes on your neck leaving love marks and wounds. he takes off your shirt and gos down yto your boobs starting to suck on them and playing with your nipples with his fingers. he puts his knee at your pussy making you jump. he smirks.

he grabs his dick and positions at your entrance one more time and starts going slow. he moves into you slow as he grabs your hands and puts them above your hand interlocking fingers with you. he starts moving inside of you faster and faster causing you to scream again and again. he goes fown to kiss you swallowing every moan coming out of your mouth. "your pussy feels so good wrapped up around my cock mm..." he says as he licks his lips. he moves faster and faster hitting that spot inside of you that your eyes blur everytime.

he knows what he's doing, he knows that he is driving you insane. he knows that you love it but cant take it. "just a little more, sweetheart"

he goes deep inside of you making sure you feel him in your stomach. he lets go off your hands and puts his hand on your neck chiking you. "just. *pounds* a. *pounds* little. *pounds* more." he pounds one last time cumming inside of you as you cum right after him..

"you are such a whore for my dick i love it. you are amazing." he kisses your forehead and lays on top of you as you start playing with his hair.

HIIIIIIIII I HOPE YOU LIKE IT I ALSO AM SO THANKFUL FOR THE SUPPORT ON MY LAST POSR "FOCUS ON THE ROAD BABY" I LOVE YALL SO MUCH HAVE A GREAT DAY

[delimeats-000]

Cash in my prize:

chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: smut, shit writing

note: don't read if you're a little bitch..

request -> anon

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i went along with the triplets to film them at the american ninja warrior park.

as everyone knows chris constantly flirts with me as a joke to get me all flustered, sooooo in return, ill do the same.

they started off on an inflatable wall climb..

"come on y/n, you try!" nic says.

"nah id rather climb chris instead" i say while winking at chris.

"Y/NN!!"

they move on to the obstacle course..

"chris if you make it before nick ill give you a big kiss"

chris turns to me wide eyed and gets a head start before the countdown.

he makes it to the finish before nic, "congrats monkey but we can save your prize for later." i wink again.

i cant tell if he's red from blushing or if hes just overworked. either way, still cute.

the good finally make their way to the wall, starting off small they go to the lowest one.

chris comes down from it using the pole to slide down.

"if i did that with less clothes its worth a million bucks" he comments.

"i gotta put in a loan."

"shut up" chris chuckles.

we get back to the house and the guys are so tired that they go shower then bed immediately. or so i thought.

what i didn't know what chris was waiting out in his room for his brothers to go to sleep so that he could come up and have a little talk with me.

chris' pov:

i go upstairs to see y/n sitting on her phone in the living room. she thinks she's so funny flirting with me all day getting me all nervous and shit.

i walk up to her and sit down putting my arm around her.

"christopher did you shower? you stink dude." she giggles.

"think you're funny?"

"usually.."

"im talking about earlier. trying to make me nervous or what?"

"so you can jokingly flirt but i can't?" she backs away.

pulling her close i get in her face, "i was never joking."

she looks at me confused, flustered, needy..

i grab her face and smash my lips onto hers, she doesn't pull away. surprising.

seconds go by and i pull away, "just had to cash in my prize. ill go ahead and shower now"

"can i- can i come too?"

i smile and start walking to my room.

y/n's pov:

next thing i know we're in his shower.

"get on your knees pretty girl" he says softly.

i do as i'm told and look up at him waiting for further instruction.

he plays with my wet hair watching me reach for his already hard cock. "good girl baby, keep listening and there shouldn't be any problems."

"yes sir" he laughs at this.

he grabs my hair harshly lifting my head to look at him, "suck" is all he says.

i try my best to fit all of him in my mouth he doesn't give me much of a chance before thrusting himself down my throat completely.

i choke at the length, if the water wasn't showered down on me he'd see the tears falling from my eyes.

he continues fucking my throat without giving me any breaks. he looks down at me, "such a good girl, god y/n- feels s'good."

"nothing to say pretty girl?" he laughs, "fuck gonna take my cum like the good little slut you are?"

i nod my head with him still in my mouth.

he thrusts a few more times before pulling out and resting his dick on my tongue, cumming in my mouth.

"such a good little slut baby."

"chris please- need more"

he grabs my chin petting my face, "tell me what you want"

"want you inside me chris please"

"you got it ma." he smiles helping me up, he grabs my face and kisses me gently, "ive waited too long for this."

"me too."

he turns me around and smacks my ass, bending me over chris rubs his dick up and down my hole. "you ready ma?"

"yes chris please hurry-" im cut off completely by chris entering me with full force. "FUCK"

"shit ma you're so wet just for me, feel so good might cum already"

"chris harder- FUCK" he puts a hand on my shoulder and another on my waist getting a better grip.

"oh god baby you're so tight, you gonna cum for me?"

"yes yes ye- shit" i feel myself pulse around him "just like that chris fuck"

"cum all over me pretty girl, c'mon" and with that i release everything onto him, my legs shake as he continues to thrust inside of me sloppily.

just then he pulls out at loses it all over my ass and lower back. he spins me around again holding me up so i don't fall.

he gives me a peck on the lips, "you're so pretty."

"you're such a flirt."

"says you."

[loveinhawkins]

ao3

Steve hears Eddie’s voice in The Upside Down.

It starts when they reach the vine infested attic of the Creel House, after they’ve lured the bats into the woods with a trail of fire, made them drowsy and stupid before setting them all ablaze; like a fucked up fairy ring, Steve had thought, and it had felt like exactly the kind of thing Eddie would think, and Steve’s trying to hold onto the words so he can remember to tell Eddie later; he wants to tell him—

He’s halfway up the stairs, stepping over a vine when he hears it.

“Shit. Oh, shit,” Eddie breathes.

He sounds so close, like he’s whispering in Steve’s ear.

And then he’s gone, and Steve’s turning to see Nancy and Robin just a step behind him—they haven’t heard anything, he can tell, but they both freeze for a moment, like they can read the fear on his face, something’s wrong, something’s really wrong.

But they all keep going, one step then another, and Steve thinks of history class, of soldiers going over the top.

He prays. Please, please…

More stairs. The door to the attic. Steve opens it.

Eddie’s voice again, high pitched and frightened. “H-hey, listen, man, you don’t—”

The sound is cut off abruptly; Steve feels a touch to the back of his hand. Robin.

He hands her the lighter, but he can see her hesitate out the corner of his eye, are you okay?

He shakes his head once, no time, and he smells a rag soaked with fuel when the voice comes again, still so desperately afraid, but hardening at the edges, “Oh, Jesus Chr—stop!”

“Steve.” Nancy next to him, eyebrows drawn.

There’s a Molotov cocktail in his hand that he can’t remember lighting.

Steve throws it.

He doesn’t even look to see if his aim is true, because Eddie is back, and his voice still shakes but there’s steel in its core, and Steve knows that all too well, knows the exact place it comes from: thinks of standing his ground in ‘84, knowing deep in his bones that it was down to him, that he’d do anything so long as the kids—

“Get away from them. I’m not—I’m not fucking messing around here, get away—”

Robin throws a bottle of her own; the flames soar, and Steve hears a new voice, dark and commanding—one he’s heard across the basketball court, but never quite like this.

“And the devil that deceived them was cast into the lake of fire and brimstone—”

Nancy aims the gun.

“—where the beast and the false prophet are—”

Fires.

“—and shall be tormented day and night—”

Again.

“—forever and ever.”

Nancy steps forward, takes aim once more.

And Steve hears another pair of footsteps, someone running; he turns towards the sound, towards the door, and for a moment it’s almost as if he can feel Eddie rush past him like a ghost—wants to reach out, to grab his hand, but the sensation slips away like smoke; he’s too far away, he’s too…

Nancy takes the final shot. Henry Creel’s body shifts from something monstrous to something that’s smaller and human, but no less terrible for it.

Steve doesn’t watch. Can’t rid the feeling that it all rings false.

He can’t hear Eddie anymore. Can’t hear anything apart from the frantic thud of his own heartbeat, but that’s good, that’s good, he can work with that—lets it drive him forward, lets pure instinct take over so he’s grabbing the axe without a thought, swinging so it hits the vines still tangled on the wall, dormant, dead.

They break easily. Steve keeps going; there’s the barest hint of resistance, but all it tells him is that he’s on the right path, and then something gives, parts…

“Nance,” Steve says.

She’s right by him; he feels her hand around his wrist. From the way she squeezes tightly, knows that she’s already understood.

“Okay,” she says, fragile, “okay, okay.” A shuddering breath. “Steve, I can’t just—I have to—”

“I know,” Steve says softly, because he feels it, too: the awful thought that it’s all over too quickly. Senses Nancy’s anxiety as if it was his own, the desperate need to check, to stand vigil. Then—and only then—will she declare it over to herself.

He holds her hand, squeezes back. Lets go.

There’s movement to the left of him. Robin, her hair in her eyes, and that’s gonna bug her eventually, so Steve fixes it for her, tries to smile, to make this easy.

“Five minutes, okay?” he says—thinks of the elevator in Starcourt, how she counted the seconds passing with freakish accuracy. “No more.”

She opens her mouth, but Steve keeps talking before she can. “Promise me.”

She goes to shake her head.

“Robin, please,” he says, voice breaking.

Years ago, his mom got a phone call about the fatal car crash his uncle had been in. She’d picked up somewhere in between the second ring and the third, and then she’d screamed, and Steve had overheard without understanding—had still felt the echo of her grief.

He’s never told anyone that. But he wonders if Robin can see something of it on his face—that he’s stuck: still in between rings, the split second before the scream—because she’s nodding suddenly, close to tears, but so serious.

“I—I promise, Steve.”

He slips through the Gate in the wall, leaves them both behind—all he has to soothe him is a gut feeling, as the heat of Nancy setting the vines alight fades away: that The Upside Down is just a graveyard now. That there’s no danger to be found—not anymore.

Not in there.

He steps into the attic, where the floorboards are bare. Looks around sharply—Lucas and Max, huddled in the corner, and he can’t tell, he can’t tell if—

As Steve runs to them, a soft click filters through. Max, rewinding her tape; she’s not even looking at her Walkman, like she’s not even aware that she’s doing it. The headphones lie around her neck.

“Oh, thank God,” Steve finds himself whispering, gets one hand on Max, the other on Lucas, “thank God, thank God.”

They shake under his touch. Steve wants to shield them from every horror in existence, wants to swear to them that it’s over now, that they don’t have to do it anymore, but he has to—

“Where’s Eddie?”

It’s not a surprise when Max’s eyes dart to the door. Steve’s stomach drops anyway.

Lucas speaks, voice ragged, “Jason, he…”

And as Steve looks at him, the kid’s thirteen again, eyes wide with fear in the face of Billy Hargrove. You’re dead, Sinclair.

Steve pushes back a hot swell of anger. Hugs Lucas roughly, then Max, murmurs, “Okay, it’s okay. Stay right here. Nancy and Robin are coming, I promise.”

“Steve,” Max whispers when he’s at the door.

He turns back.

But it’s like she’s run out of words, shivering in Lucas’s arms. Still rewinding the tape, but her fingers are slipping now.

Lucas speaks for her—eyes off to the side, like he’s seeing something more than a Gate in the wall. “He had a gun.”

Steve checks a couple rooms, floorboards creaking no matter how quiet he tries to be. His heart’s still racing. It leads him to the staircase.

And Eddie’s right there, just a few steps down.

There’s the faint screech of a car driving away.

Eddie looks up at him. He’s standing obliquely, clinging to the bannister. His eyes shine in the dark, and Steve can just barely make out the evidence of bruises and cuts all across his face.

“He’s gone,” Eddie says with such relief.

I’ll kill him, Steve thinks numbly.

”I, um. I had to run,” Eddie continues, almost like he’s defending himself. “He—he wouldn’t listen, man. The kids, I… I couldn’t let him—”

“They’re fine,” Steve says, talks right over Eddie’s answering sigh, “we should go back up. Check on them.”

A pause.

“Yeah,” Eddie says. “Sure. Think I—think I just need a second.”

“Okay.”

Eddie smiles. It’s the worst thing Steve has ever seen.

“Did it work?”

“Yeah,” Steve says, his throat tight. The word is ash on his tongue. “Yeah, it worked. It’s finished.”

“Good.” Eddie inhales. “And you’ll—you’ll tell my uncle, right? Tell him I didn’t kill Chrissy.”

“Tell him yourself,” Steve snaps.

But Eddie’s shaking his head. Steve can visibly see the adrenaline draining from him: his arms shaking as his grip on the bannister falters.

“Nah, man,” Eddie says, his voice thick and wet with tears.

“Stop fucking crying,” Steve says, instantly ashamed as the words slip out—fear rendering him sharp and mean; Eddie’s hand slips, and he turns, “Oh my God,” Steve says uselessly, “Oh my God, Eddie,” because it’s not a dawning horror really, more a realisation that they’ve both been putting off.

Maybe Steve has known all along.

He gets hold of Eddie before he can fall, mutters, “Here, I’ve got—Jesus, just lie down.”

“No, I don’t—” Eddie kicks out aimlessly, panicking, “I don’t wanna lie down, I don’t wanna lie down.”

Steve ignores him. Presses down on Eddie’s abdomen, hands already slick with blood.

Eddie is hyperventilating. He keeps saying it, “I don’t wanna lie down,” until it devolves into just, “Steve, Steve, I don’t want to,” until it doesn’t sound like he’s talking about lying down at all.

“You won’t,” Steve says, “you won’t, Eddie, just—push down, okay? You’ve got to—here, here, just push—”

Eddie’s hands are slack in his, and as Steve pushes against him, harder, harder, he cries out, breathing so shallow, so quick, too quick, “I’m sorry,” Steve whispers, “I’m sorry, Eddie, I’m so sorry.”

He thinks Eddie must be in too much pain to understand—his body still spasming, still weakly fighting against Steve’s pressure.

But then he feels Eddie’s hand move, loosely clasp around his wrist.

“It’s okay,” Eddie says, still crying, but Steve can hear him smiling somehow, fuck, how can he even—?, “hey, S-Steve, it’s okay. Just—just want to go home.” He’s rambling, almost incoherent, “It’s not that far, it’s—take me home, please, please, can you take me home, just—”

“I will,” Steve lies. “We need to fix this first, okay? Eddie, are you listening? Then we can…”

He trails off at the sight of Eddie looking up at him, his eyes so big, so full of life, and Steve doesn’t understand the expression on his face, doesn’t think he’s ever seen him look like this; and he wants Eddie to explain it to him, just wants him to talk, wants to…

I want to tell him, Steve thinks nonsensically.

“Steve Harrington,” Eddie murmurs, like he’s savouring Steve’s name. “You’re so…”

But Steve will never find out what he is, the rest of the sentence lost to a pained gasp.

“Don’t talk,” Steve says. Hates how harsh he sounds. “Eddie, just. Stay.”

Eddie smiles through blood. “I think I could’ve loved you.”

Steve hears movement from way above, a door slamming open, Robin and Nancy’s voices filtering down, still too far away to understand.

He could keep talking. Keep talking to Eddie.

But he knows.

The front door opens. Erica tears through it, screaming Lucas’s name, and then she stops in her tracks.

Dustin nearly collides with her from behind. Pulls her back, face slack with horror.

Steve leans over Eddie, desperately trying to shield him from them.

Dustin’s eyes meet Steve’s, over bright with fear; Steve thinks of him freezing in the graveyard, his own panicked shout, call Nancy and Robin!

He doesn’t want it to be too late.

“Call an ambulance,” Steve says, and Dustin’s eyes widen. He doesn’t sound remotely like himself, Steve knows, but he can barely even… Can only say it again, voice breaking horribly, “Call an ambulance!”

Dustin tugs Erica back. They run.

Steve stays right where he is. Looks down, and keeps looking—doesn’t turn away, not for anything, not even when it’s obvious that Eddie’s eyes are fixed and glassy.

He will bear witness to this.

[chrissturniolosbitch]

DUMBFOUND

a/n- i knowwww chris loves fuckin u dumb... ANYWAYSS!!

warnings- SMUT, language, more i just dont know.

summary- chris fucks you dumb bc youre his "smart girl"

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i had just got home after a long and tiring day of school.

as soon as i entered the house i started looking for my boyfriend, "chris?" i yelled out, "here!" a familiar voice yelled.

i walked downstairs and into his room. He was laying in his bed looking hot per usual.

I walked over to the bed and straddled his lap laying my head into the crook of his neck, "how was school baby?" he asked me slightly grabbing my neck making me look at him, "it was good" i said pulling his hand away placing it near my back.

"are you keeping your grade up?" he said a slight grin tugging at his lips, "christopher im not in intermediate school." i said getting off of him, he just laughed

"my smart girl" chris stated as he leaned over top of me, "get a grip" i said turning on my side.

Why the fuck am i so turned on?

Chris suddenly grabbed me by my face, "am i wrong?" he stated placing a kiss on my collarbone, i chuckled and pulled him into a kiss.

the kiss started off as a passionate, and polite kiss when it suddenly turned into a needy, fuck me kiss.

"Fuck." i moaned out as i felt chris tug the waistband to my sweats, "may i?" he said already starting to pull them down, "please chris" i said putting my hands in his head waiting for him to touch me.

in one swift motion he pulled my panties and sweats off. I shivered at the sudden cold touch on my heat.

"Do you want me to take my time, or fuck you dumb?" chris looked at me with lust filled eyes, "shit chris" i couldnt get any words out i just needed him, "cmon- baby, use your- words" he pulled his boxers and pants off in between his saying.

"fuck me till i cant think straight" i said. He started smiling as he kissed his way from my clit to my neck them on my lips.

In one swift motion he flipped me onto my back, and grabbed my hair, "Stay still mama" he stated as he took his dick and started rubbing it through my folds, soon after her took his tip and pressed it into my hole hissing at the sensation.

"chris hurry up-" i just finished my sentence when chris started pounding his massive dick into me, "ngh chris fuck" was all i managed to get out

i started to feel the most pleasure ive ever felt i was dooling and moaning uncontrollably, "fuck look at you a mess because of me" chris was giggling at me.

"chr-" i tried to speak but couldnt. Christopher Sturniolo was quiet literally fucking me dumb in his bedroom.

"are you gonna cum baby?" he said knowing what i wanted but knew i couldnt spit it out i nodded my head

"me too baby cum with me mama"

in a instant chris i was releasing all over chris while he was pumping his load inside of me. Strings of cuss words coming out of his mouth, aswell as grunts and small wimpers.

chris fell onto my back not applying all his weight onto me so i could catch my breath, "you okay baby?" i nodded i couldnt speak.

"be honest though... i did fuck you dumb" he said standing up putting his pants back on while sticking his tongue out at me

I laughed at him... even though he did.

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[romanticoms]

how about leon bringing up recording him and female reader having sex all the time and she finally says alright fuck it let’s do it and they film themselves and the whole time he can’t stop talking and praising her bc he’s just so excited and aroused. like he’s just telling her what to do, wanting to change positions to record new angles, and she’d eventually take the camera/phone and film him while instructing him on what to do and he goes crazy for it. like his mouth falls open and he’s blushing and whimpering as she tells him to stroke himself while staring up at her??

she look like a star, but only on camera—

your brain holy shit // no proper aftercare because i can't come up with anything cuz of some assignments that were long overdue I'M SORRY have some crumbs // 18+ MDNI // sex tape, voyeurism, deepthroating, blowjob, striptease, mild degradation and praise, femswitch!reader switch!leon (can be any leon lol) // (NOT PROOFREAD, lmk if i've made a mistake) 780+ words, 4.5k chr.

"It'll be one for the books," Leon placed a hand on your shoulder tilting your back to face him, arousal and desperation were apparent in his eyes, giving you that puppy-like look. "It's only a matter of time before they call me back for another mission. Please?" He pleaded. "Fine, fine. Only because you asked nicely." You groaned a little, only pitying him for those hellish missions they assign him— or that you've been more than eager to try it out, you were just too scared to approach him about it. Leon was more than surprised at how you complied, but he didn't want to lose the chance.

He quickly grabbed your phone, clicking the camera icon before hitting record, licking his lips at the mere sight of you stripping infront of the device, maintaining eye contact with Leon. "Yeah.. like that." His voice was hoarse, thick with anticipation with each passing moment. You threw each layer off to the floor until you were fully exposed, never looking back at the mess you made.

Getting on your knees infront of Leon as he stared at you from the screen. Your hands tugged on his fly before unzipping it, sliding it past his knees down to his ankles. He'd managed to capture that look on your face everytime his length unravels from being tucked away, glistening with globs of pre trailing down the shaft; your eyes never fail to widen at the endless thoughts of treating him, every time you admire his cock would be just like the first time you did. .

Though lightly intimidated, you licked your lips before pressing it against his tip, looking into his eyes while sliding your mouth up and down across his length. Your mouth turned back to the tip, slowly but surely taking each inch in. "Yeah.. such a good girl, mhm.." He moaned assuredly. Leon had to lean back a little — one hand pulling your hair into a makeshift ponytail while the other held the phone, leaning against the headboard to better the view on the recording.

Thrusting you in, chanting endless 'you can take it's while your eyes bulged, tears flooded down your face while your mascara turned your skin ashy. You quickly got up the moment you felt his grip on your head loosen, turning around to lie on your back while your mouth was left open, Leon immediately understood what you were going for, his cock slowly but surely had been reaching your throat. "Hungry fuckin' cockslut, taking me nicely— so fuck-ing well." He growled, pushing further in you, making sure the camera caught your throat bulge over his cock deep in you. "Fuuuuck, y'gonna take it.." He panted, roughly thrusting into you, feeling your throat flare over his length. "Fuck! Gonna cum, oh- fuck, fuck!" Leon gritted his teeth, feeling himself tense up as his orgasm came washing over, slimy spurts of cum hitting the back of your throat before pulling out, slapping the tip on the roof of your mouth before pulling back. "My perfect little girl," He cooed, you coughed up for a moment or two before pulling yourself together, as well as Leon.

"My turn-" You purred, grabbing the phone from Leon before sitting infront of him, heightening yourself just so you could watch all of him. Hitting record, you instructed him. "Want you to touch yourself." You murmured behind the phone, watching Leon raise his eyebrows in disbelief.

"Hm? But baby—"

"Touch yourself for me." You demanded.

"Whatever you say.." He strained his words, watching his dick grow hard just over the mere thought of all of this going on had gotten Leon feeling giddy again. He palmed himself, watching you record everything. "L-like this, baby? Like what you see?" He mumbled, clearly excited over your plan. "Exactly.. exactly like that, yeah." You nodded in approval. Leon's eyes darted around the room before staring into the camera, he'd just stare at you from below, savoring your naked body while he touched himself, hands wrapped around the length, stroking himself. "Mmh, baby.. wanna touch you." He murmured, eyes glossed with desperation. "Not yet—" You replied with a smug tone.

"Hm-hngh.. wan' you.. touch.. mmh.." He babbled incoherent pleas, his voice only getting coarser each and every second he got closer and closer. "Fuck.. mmh yes.. ngh.. g'nna cum again.." His mouth was slightly agape, muttering sweet nothings to himself as he shot up a thick load all around his abdomen. "Fuck..! Hah.. you.." He panted, looking up into your eyes like a lost puppy. "Mmh.. Did I do good?" He asked, still catching his breath. "So good, my good boy.." You cooed, rolling down the bed to watch the masterpiece of a video you two just made.

[esmedelacroix]

25 days til' Christmas

going toy shopping and running into singleparent!miguel o'hara ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

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One more gift. You just had one more gift to get for your daughter. Two more minutes until you arrived at the only boutique in town that had it in stock. Three more sets and you are at the door. Then, there you saw it. The last Lego Ninjago set in the world. Four strides and you were in front of it. You quickly got your hands on it. But just as it was in your hands it was gone. Someone had snatched it away.

You whipped your head around to see the tallest and most handsome thief ever. Sorry good looking but that Lego set is mine, you thought to yourself as you swiftly tried to take it back from him.

That behemoth of a man dared to hold the toy above his head. "Hey, this isn't fair give that back!" you exclaimed, jumping as high as you could trying to snatch it. He even looked amused by your efforts.

"I took it first, so it's mine," he explained.

"No! I touched it first!" you said poking a finger into his chest naturally.

"You touched it with one hand, I touched it with two," he counted. Around you burn the flaming aura of two parents who love their kids more than anything and are determined to get them this toy for them.

"Listen jackass, my kid needs to have this toy," you said, finally giving up on taking it.

"Well my daughter wants it too, can't we make this work," he questioned.

"No, we can't 'make this work', that's the last one," you argued, raising your voice a bit.

"Why don't we just organize a playdate, and have our kids build and play with the set together," he proposed. You gave it thought before nodding.

"Okay, I could do that, but I'm buying it, and we're meeting at my house," you said sternly. Once he let his guard down you snatched the set and put it behind her back.

"Alright, alright, I can work with that, here hand me your phone," he said holding his hand out. You handed him your phone and put his number in it.

"Please shoot me a text anytime this week," he says as he bids you goodbye.

"Will do, Miguel O'Hara," you said, reading his name off of your phone.

. . .

Knock! Knock! Kno—you swung the door open and greeted Miguel and his daughter with a nod. You were on the phone, your hair still wet from the shower you had just taken.

"Mariana is in the living room, I'll join you all soon," you said before walking into the kitchen seemingly arguing with someone on the phone in a hushed tone.

Once you entered the living room the girls were already working on their Legos bonding over Cole being their favorite character from the show.

You set some snacks down for them and joined Miguel on the couch watching them play together in a comfortable silence. Once the girls were done building and started making their own stories you and Miguel started chatting a bit. Other than the grudge you had against him from what happened in the store, he was kind of funny. But effortlessly, he just speaks and then wonders why you're stifling laughter.

The four of you decided to play Candyland together over gingerbread cookies and hot chocolate. Gabriella and Mariana occasionally bumped the two of you together thinking that they were being slick with their matchmaking. The two of you knew that there was a lingering flirtatious tension between the two of you and that your daughters had caught on.

In saying goodbye hours after your daughters' play session, your bodies parted but your eyes stayed connected. That connection pulled your souls together and in that moment you felt as though you could hear his thoughts, and he could hear yours. "When can I see you again?" Miguel asked after getting Gabriella into the car.

You cocked your brow at his questions. "Our daughters can see each other for another playdate over the weekend," you teased.

With that you and Miguel said goodbye. Awaiting the next time you and your kids would meet.

. . .

next part → 14 days til' Christmas

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[chugging-antiseptic-dye]

(A/N: Based on this post about seventeen as supermarket cashiers. Hope you guys like it!)

The chime of the bells signaling the start of Christmas day was welcoming to all but you. To you, it was nothing but a death sentence. With ten dollars in your wallet and a sleepy daughter in your arms, you felt so so tired. If there was a choice you would not have bought her with you. It was almost unbearable for you that your tiny angel was unconsciously witnessing how pathetic and powerless her mother truly was.

Picking up the cheapest looking bread, you find out that it was almost five dollars. But you had no other options. This and the american cheese that you were certain was plastic were all you could afford now. Your head was spinning thinking about how you had to puff up a cheese sandwich like it was ambrosia from the gods. When and how did you reach the checkout section you don’t even know.

“ Hello, I am Soonyoung! Can you pass me your items to scan?” The cheerful words from the cashier in front of you jolted you back to the present. Looking at him, you couldn’t help thinking that he bore a striking similarity to your daughter. Which was ridiculous. One was a five year old girl in tattered clothes, the other was a twenty something man with blond hair and striking features. Hell, he was closer to your age than your child’s. Shaking off your foolish thoughts, you reply,

“ Of course. And I would like to pay by cash.”

“ Sure! No problem.” A cheeky grin was flashed in your direction. But soon, with every second Soonyoung couldn’t get the scanner to cooperate with him, his smile dimmed a bit more. Five minutes later, he abandoned the machine with a resentful muttering of ‘always does this to him on purpose’ and was now painstakingly inputting the serial code of the cheese into the computer. At this point your arms were getting strained holding your precious cargo. No matter how small a kid was, it was tiring to hold them in one position for a long time.

“ Soonyoung, did you forget how to use the scanner again? ” A gentle voice spoke from beside you. The gentle voice was matched with gentle doe eyes and a name tag on his uniform that said ‘Joshua’.

Soonyoung whined in protest. “ I did not forget how to use that stupid machine. It’s broken again! ”

“Uh huh, sure. Please be quicker. You have already made the customer wait for a long time.” Joshua chided softly.

“Jeez, okay. Just give me a minute.” was the sullen reply.

Turning to you, Joshua asked conversationally, “ I used to love cheese sandwiches as a kid too. That’s what you were buying the bread and cheese for, right? Please say yes or I just confessed my undying love for them for nothing.”

Surprising even yourself, you giggled. But reality sobered you up in a second. With a strained smile, you replied, “ No, actually. My daughter really wanted a christmas dinner like she sees in movies. But we are on a budget so….”

With a sudden intense light in his eyes, Joshua asked, “ What is your budget? Maybe I can help? I like to cook in my free time.”

You hesitate for a moment before letting out a whispered “Ten dollars” into the air.

After a few seconds, he replied, “How about a turkey casserole and cherry pie cookie bars?”

“ Tha- that’s possible?” You couldn’t help but stutter. A small flicker of hope was born in your heart.

“ Very possible.” Joshua affirmed with a reassuring smile. The next moment his voice changed into a commanding one. “Yo, Soonyoung, leave those there and bring me two packages of sugar cookie mix, a can of cherry pie fillings, and a small tub of margarine from aisle 14 and 21.” 

“Oh, thank god.” The blond man ran away as if there was wind under him. You couldn’t help but share a helpless glance with the other man.

Ten minutes later, you were sitting in your car in a daze with a full bag of groceries, handwritten recipes for an amazing dinner, and some change in your wallet. Joshua and Soonyoung may have been a whirlwind but they were also a christmas miracle. Your christmas miracle.

[dontyouworrydaddy]

Imagine Konig and TF 141 boys having a good night's sleep when suddenly they are woken up by the sound of their SO having a wet dream and moaning their name. Thank you so much.

𝐿𝑒𝓉 𝓂𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊

Task Force 141 (+König) + fem! reader

HELL YEAH I‘VE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS. THANK YOU SO SO MUCH!

I think I never told you guys but I kinda love writing about Simon and Kyle. ESPECIALLY KYLE. Like, he is such a cutie and looks innocent. I wish I could hug him😭😭

If there are any mistakes, please ignore it🥲🥲 Got my nails done and I need a few days to get used to it😭 I don’t really like this but I still hope you enjoy 😿🫶🏻

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König

"Fuck, König" you slightly whisper which causes König to jump out of his deep slumber, thinking you’re in danger. But as soon as he looked over you, he saw your hand clutching to his arm. First he didn’t understand and he thought you were having a nightmare, in which he would immediately wake up and greet you with his huge arms to comfort you.

But it wasn’t what he expected… it was way different and he could feel his cheeks heat up. It was until he heard your soft moan. He felt his cock rising and suddenly he wasn’t tired anymore. All of a sudden he was filled with lust. He felt how bad he wanted you he needed you now and couldn’t wait any longer.

"Baby?” he whispered in your ear with desperate written in his voice. You stood in your sleep and he couldn’t wait any longer. He needed you to wake up and show you how desperate you made him feel. All of a sudden he wasn’t the patient soldier anymore. He was an impatient kid waiting for his mom to buy him a toy. 

"Fuck" you moan quietly he couldn’t wait any longer so he slowly made his hands make their way down your body. You stirred and you were finally waking up. You noticed his hands slowly moving further down your body and he was dangerously close to your heating pussy.

"What were you dreaming about?" he asked you, acting like he was all innocent and didn’t know what you were talking about. Your face was heating up due to embarrassment and he deeply chuckled to himself.

His hands were now so close to your already wet pussy and you couldn’t wait any longer. In your dreams, you were on top of him. His hands on your hips, squeezing you as you were riding him. You felt the pain physically but it felt too good.

"You naughty girl" he was on top you now and soon he entered two of his fingers, causing you to open your mouth. His fingers were so fucking big, not even the dick of your boyfriends was that huge.

He pumped into your needy and wet pussy and with each time, you felt how it was getting harder to breathe.

“Please, faster" he did as you asked and fuck, it felt too good to be true. he was so deep inside of you, and you couldn’t control yourself anymore so you had to cling on his arm. Your nails digging deep in his muscular arm.

"So wet for me?” he asked himself and you something form in your lower stomach.

"Chr- Fuck. I‘m so close" your moaned and he let out a deep chuckle. His laugh meant two things. One, it meant how he was enjoying you and the impact he has on you, even if it’s just his fingers. Two, his nervousness was also slowly taking over you, seeing you so desperate for him, and needing him all the time, makes him so nervous he just can’t help himself. 

"Okay baby. You can let it out" and you did as he said. You felt so free, the feeling was… unbelievable. It wasn’t the first time he did it. And you hope it’s not the last time, but every time he did it you couldn’t help feel like it’s your first time being fingered. As soon as his fingers left you, you felt very empty.

"Now sleep baby" he whispered in your ear while he fell down next to you. Before he attacked you with a huge hug, he went to the bathroom, for god knows what reason.

One thing was more than clear… He is a great hugger… and amazing at making you come fast.

Simon Riley

Simon always had trouble with sleeping. Due to his trauma, he refuses to sleep. The only time he sleeps is during daytime. Sometimes you only get to spend the night together because he sleeps through the whole day.

And today is not different. He is laying on his back while his left arm is covered around your waist. You were asleep and he is glad that you get to sleep at night. He keeps thinking about his next mission which is making him sad. He hates leaving you alone. He hates hearing nothing from you until he comes back home to you.

But he was pulled out of his minds when he heard your soft voice call out for him. He carefully sits up, afraid he might wake you up. "Love?" for a moment he thought you were having a nightmare. And he was starting to panick because he didn’t know how to react. Was he supposed to wake you up? Or was he supposed to wait until you wake up?

But it seems like you weren’t having a nightmare. Not at all.

“Simon.. fuck. Please" you softly moan causing Simon to stiff. He chuckled to himself and he knew what you were dreaming about. And it was definitely not a nightmare. He got on top of you and started kissing your neck. He could feel how hard it was getting for you to breathe and it only motivated him to keep going.

“Please" you desperately tell him and your hands were now on the back of his head. He found your sensitive spot and decided to suck on that spot. He noticed how your back started to ache.

“Simon..I need you" your voice was clearer now and he knew you were awake now.

He stopped kissing you and he heard your loud groan, asking him to continue. He looked at you, with lust written all over his face.

“Tell me about your dream" he more like ordered you to tell him about your dream. Even the thought of telling him what he did to you in your dream was making you blush the reddest shade. "It’s an order, not a request"

You couldn’t help but want to feel what you felt in your dream. "You were spreading my legs" and he slowly spreads your legs open and you felt yourself getting wet at the sight of him between your legs.

"You pushed my panties to the side and slowly got down on me" you were still shy because you were scared to continue.. but god, you want this so bad.

"And what did I do?" he asks innocently, acting like he doesn’t know what he did. But he didn’t expect this response of you.

"Your mouth and your fingers were inside of me" you shamelessly whispered but loud enough for him to hear it. His smirk grew wider and he nodded with his head, clearly impressed you were able to take that much in your dream.

"Impressive, love. Let’s see if you can take it. But I bet you can, huh Love?" he got down and started to eat you out. You felt his tongue dance along your folds and it was getting very hot in this room. But without warning you, you felt one of his fingers join and you couldn’t help but held each side of the bed, creating a mess. "Fuck!" you screamed as soon as you felt one more hand join and whatever you did in your last life to deserve this. God, you’re so thankful.

"Simon oh fuck" you were out of breath and your back was already aching. You closed your eyes because of the pleasure… and even while they’re closed, you were able seeing him.

His fingers and his mouth were moving in a synchronized and you felt yourself getting close.

"Come on love" he said, taking a quick break from your heated folds. And you couldn’t keep it in in anymore. So you decided to come… and it felt great.

Simon kissed his way back up and stopped near your mouth.

He let himself rest on top of you and you closed your arms around his muscular body. You kissed for a while before you both drifted off to sleep.

John MacTavish

"John…" you desperately whispered in your sleep and John immediately turned his whole body to your side. He saw your face expression being different. It was like… you needed something? But what does that have to do with him?

"Baby?" he carefully spoke to you, hoping to carefully wake you up. But it seems like it didn’t work. You called for him once more and he started to worry a little. What if you were having a bad dream and you couldn’t wake up? He doesn’t want you to suffer any second longer so he shook you slightly.

"John?" your tired voice called for him and he felt the worry wash away and being replaced with relief. "Love, are you okay?" he asked you and you felt yourself get hot.

You turn your face around because you were a bit embarrassed. But Johnny thought you’re hiding because you are scared. If only he knew…

"Were you having a nightmare?" he asks you while sneaking his arms around your waist, hugging you tightly, wanting to let you know that he is here for you.

"No.." you mumbled causing Johnny to look at you confused. "What was it about? You were calling me?" he is definitely confused and he was so cute when he is confused. He looks like a lost puppy whenever he doesn’t understand anything.

"It was about you…" you hide your face from him again. He was even more confused now and it took him a good second to understand what you mean. "Me? Wha- ohhhhhhh" he definitely understood what you meant now.

And suddenly he was on top of you, caging both of your wrists above your head. "You need me that bad?" he asks you while he acts like he is innocent. Before you could respond, he started kissing you. It wasn’t like your usual kiss. This one was filled with more lust and desperation. He was showing you how bad he needed you too.

He started pushing himself between your legs causing you to leave a moan but not by choice. The heat between your legs was growing and you were greatful that you went to sleep with only your panties and your black top. You could feel the shape of his cock move up and down your covered and heating pussy and each time the lust grew wider.

"Such a bad girl. You should be asleep aye? Look at you now. I think you should be punished" he tells you in between the hot kiss and you felt how fast your chest was moving. You both were out of breath and instead of thinking about how you’re gonna wake up in 4 hours, you think about how good he would make you feel. But you didn’t know that this was actually your punishment.

"enjoy your punishment, sweetheart" he whispered in your ear before he kissed you again. And he didn’t touch you, even through your dying for his huge cock now.

"Tomorrow, I‘m gonna make sure you won’t be able to walk" he promised between the kiss and you were waiting already patiently waiting for tomorrow to come.

John Price

John was laying on his side trying to fall asleep, until he heard you talk in your sleep. It got him curious, since you never talk in your sleep.

"John" you let out a soft whisper and it warms his heart how you’re searching for him even in your sleep. But in reality… you weren’t searching for him. He was standing in front of you, teasing you to death. But he didn’t now. Yet…

John was about to turn around again and let you sleep until he heard a soft moan escape from your lips. He didn’t move. He just stood there and was trying to understand what was happening. He heard another moan coming from you and he was now sure that he wasn’t dreaming. His ears are working correctly and, in fact, he is hearing correctly. He just heard you moan his name which got him very very curious.

"Fuck… please" you let out in a soft whisper causing his dick to rise. He can’t wake you up now because of your work but he can’t just sit there and watch you fuck him in your dream.

He eventually stood up and went into the bathroom but he didn’t close the door. He needed to hear you moan his name. Meanwhile, he lets his hand walk inside his boxers and started to let out a bit of pleasure himself while you were calling for him.

And it wasn’t enough. He needed you physically. He needed your pretty face down on him and watch you ruin your mascara while you are on your knees and taking him very well. But this is gonna wait. And when you wake up.. he‘s definitely gonna ruin you.

Kyle Garrick

Kyle was laying next to you, watching you sleep peacefully. He loved doing it. Drift off to sleep knowing he got to sleep with you being the last thing he saw and waking up, you being the first person he gets to see makes him excited and willing to wake up way earlier, just to adore you.

But tonight was kinda… different. You were stirring in your sleep and Kyle was getting curious. Were you having a nightmare? But it wasn’t what he expected… it was quite the opposite. And he noticed it was you dreaming about something different as soon as he heard a soft moan leave your mouth.

He didn’t move. The only thing that moved was his smile on his dangerously handsome face… and maybe his dick got a bit hard too.

He quietly enjoyed watching being so desperate for him. You kept whispering how bad you need him and how good he makes you feel. He watched you being so desperate for him to touch you.

And if he had the chance, he would take you right now. But he decides to not wake you up and watch you moan his name in your sleep. And he felt the lust rising. It was hard for him to control himself because watching you is causing him to loose control. He won’t let himself loose that control. Not today. He continued watching you and he was having so much fun while doing so.

But don’t you worry, the first thing you guys are gonna do is having sex, making your wish come true.

[battydora]

haikyuu boys after you deny them cuddles :(

content: sfw, fluff, comfort

note: i just got denied cuddles and i, a bokuto kinnie, got sad so i'm gonna write this very self indulgently shh. this is sad i would never deny hq chr. cuddles 😭

note 2: also i feel like i missed a lot of other characters, my apologies, i will add more characters in future projects!

..

"ohhh baby!! come onn, just a little while, pleaseee? pretty please??" complains and whines, hoping you will change your mind and cuddle them. after you say 'no' multiple times, they give up and go to bed all pouty and needy, poor babies they just wanted some back and hair rubs.

— BOKUTO, atsumu, nishinoya, tanaka, sugawara, TERUSHIMA, koganegawa, LEV, yamamoto, hinata

..

"oh, okay then". understands you're not in the mood and kisses you goodnight but deep inside they're hurt and needy, please promise you'll cuddle them tomorrow (please, they feel sad :( )

— ASAHI, yamaguchi, FUKUNAGA, akaashi, matsukawa, ennoshita, AONE

..

complains at first but they don't insist, yet that doesn't stop them from cuddling you once you fall asleep.

— KUROO, yaku, hanamaki, OIKAWA, tendou, SUNA

..

unbothered, they don't mind if you don't cuddle them one night so they nod and fall asleep (but fail at the task because they still clinge onto you in their sleep without noticing)

— KENMA, iwaizumi, tsukishima, ushijima, KUNIMI, kyōtani, KAGEYAMA, daichi, osamu

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

Oh my god, the cliffhanger! 😱

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Hahaha glad it had you hooked!

138 or 1k - whatever I reach first!

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His mustache is completely gone. Hmm. Buck can’t quite tell if he’s glad or disappointed. 

“Part of your face is gone,” Dove complains. So he’ll mark her down as unhappy with the change, then. 

“Hey, it’s okay,” Eddie says calmly. “I just shaved. That’s all. My face is fine.”

“I told him it looked weird,” Chris whispers to Buck. 

Dove is still pouting. 

Buck is really surprised either of them cares this much about Eddie’s facial hair. 

“Dove,” Buck says. “It’s not super polite to, uh, frown at the way someone looks. Why don’t you come here and meet Chris?”

Dove narrows her eyes unhappily, looking especially stormy. But she does as Buck asks. She walks up to where he and Christopher are standing, body language tight and a tiny bit closed off. 

“Christopher, this is Dove,” Buck says. “Dove, Chris. I’m sure your dad explained it, Chris, but I’m adopting her.”

“Cool,” Chris shrugs. “Hi, Dove.”

“Hi,” Dove replies. 

It’s a little… Icy?

“Okay,” Eddie says. The look on his face makes it clear he’s noticing the same thing Buck is. “Who wants pizza?”

“And cake!” Buck adds. “There’s also cake.”

Surely junk food will thaw this tension, right?

▪️▪️▪️

Wrong. 

Buck is actually disastrously wrong. If anything, dinner is worse. 

For one thing, Buck and Eddie don’t actually get a chance to talk before they all sit down to eat. Which means Buck doesn’t know what happened over these past five days, beyond Eddie going to El Paso to bring Chris home. He doesn’t know how he accomplished this or where they’re at. He doesn’t know either of their emotional states. He doesn’t know why Eddie didn’t tell him what he was doing. He’s full of questions, empty on answers. He reasons it shouldn’t matter, as long as Chris is home. But it ends up mattering. Quite a bit.

There’s a weird energy even from the start of the meal. Dove keeps staring at Christopher. At first Buck worries it’s because of his crutches. But then it keeps happening after they sit down. She’s got this contemptuous little glare that’s sort of intense. Especially for such a small, usually sweet child. 

If Chris is put off, he doesn’t show it like a person normally might. He almost seems to be enjoying the negative attention coming his way. Like he can see a pot and makes the active decision to stir it. 

“This new house is okay,” he says at one point. “But I really miss the loft.” 

“What’s the loft?” Dove asks. 

“My old home before here,” Buck answers. “It was in an apartment building.”

“It was really cool,” Chris says, tiny smirk on his mouth. 

Dove’s bottom lip juts out a little.

“Why don’t we live there?” She asks. 

“It only had one bedroom,” Buck explains. “I needed to move into a home with two so you could come live with me.”

“Oh,” she says. 

“Too bad you’ll never know what it was like,” Chris shrugs before taking a bite of his pizza.

Dove looks visibly upset. 

“Chris,” Eddie whispers, shaking his head. But if it’s meant to be any sort of scolding, it’s very soft. Almost a plea. Please don’t. Not just don’t.  

They’re still on thin ice with each other, and Eddie doesn’t want to rock the boat. 

Well, Eddie… The waters are a little rough. 

“What?” Chris asks. “Just saying.” 

“Well, there’s plenty cool about this house, too,” Buck says. “Like, it doesn’t take an elevator to get to it. And, it’s really close to your house, Chris.”

“It’s true,” Eddie nods encouragingly. “We can see each other more. Not even worry about traffic.”

“Yeah, you can come over all the time,” Buck adds on. “Any time you want. If you want.”

“Thanks, Buck,” Christopher mumbles.

Dove glares at Chris. Like by accepting Buck’s offer, he’s slighted her terribly. 

Buck and Eddie exchange an uneasy glance. 

“So, uh, hey…” Buck tries. “Chris, what do you want to do now that you’re home? There must be so much to catch up on, right?”

Chris shrugs. “I guess so. It would be nice to do a lot of things that we didn’t have in Texas.”

“Y-yeah?” Buck asks, pleased with the change in direction. “Like what?”

“Mm,” Chris shrugs. “The beach maybe? But it’s probably not very warm.”

“We can still go!” Eddie says quickly. A little too enthusiastically. “Just… Less swimming. Or, get wetsuits?”

Wow, Eddie is desperate. He hates swimming in cold water. 

“We totally could,” Buck nods. 

Dove’s jaw drops. “We were supposed to go to the beach!”

Buck’s stomach twists. Uh oh. 

“We could all go, Dove,” Eddie suggests. “Wouldn’t that be fun?” 

She grits her jaw and crosses her arms. 

“Dove,” Buck tries. “We live right near the ocean. We can go to the beach lots of times. With Eddie and Chris, and just you and I, too.” 

Dove grimaces, unconvinced. 

“Hey, come on,” Buck says gently. “It’s a good thing. Like, how we went to the zoo? You know the zoo would also be fun with-”

“You went to the zoo without me?” Chris demands. 

Well, fuck.

“Uh…” Buck turns to him. “Yes. Once.”

[another-argo]

I'm Argo. Get away now before you end up like the rest.

CHR DESC:

14 y/o, freshman aged. Gold hair, blonde eyes. Fanged mouth around their neck. Giant facial scar, probably from a slash, on the left side of face. Always has black nail polish, and looks fairly put together- even when covered in blood.

Luna Castellean, Luke's little sister- looks nothing like him- except matching face scars. (God genetics go crazy) Luna looks more like their mom than Luke. (For lore reasons, Argo (Luna) Doesn't remember this.)

^Reference for Luna Desc.

[ALWAYS OPEN TO INTERACTION!!]

Friends? I dunno, people don't really ask me to be friends with them

TAG LIST

>>ask if you want to be added/deleted!!<<

@reyno-solis-real -my best friend, but bro is not getting me out of the woods any time soon

@pain-is-forever - salmonella goth and also my best friend

@lilacnightshade -you seem cool as hell

@orion-the-hunterpt2

@nobilis-of-norway - my dad (don't tell him I said that)

casually has beef with Percy Jackson (Percy doesn't know about it but it's fine) because they think he's A) secretly a loser and not as cool as people make him out to be and B) they think Percy killed Luke (he did NOT and nobody knows where Argo got this idea)

Shapeshifter! (Works a bit different than Frank. Has limited amount of changes before they start to have issues.)

After a few shapeshifts, they start to become more susceptible to suggestion (being forced into an animal) and also keep some traits of animals they are forced into until they rest (ex: cat ears or a tail)

(also some powers due to Kronos being in his body; time control, being able to communicate with all humans and animals, and prophecy)

full backstory is essentially that after the titan war, Mr. D and Chiron decided to wipe their memory- for the safety of the camp (and of Argo, who desperately wanted to be with their older brother). Argo only knows things about themself or Luke through the other campers. the memory wiping/Argo's relationship to Luke is common knowledge- but everyone knows to not talk about it in front of him.

ALSO:

This blog may deal with SH, body issues, spiraling, and just negative thoughts! I will try to TW as I go, but be warned!

OOC under the cut <333

Hiiii! I'm Rammi/Ram ! (He/They)

No NSFW! Nothing creepy! This OC is a MINOR! (flirting is okay just stop if asked please)

Sometimes I won't respond.. I lose my phone for days/hours on end. oops.

DNI if you're bigoted in any way because I don't deal with TERFs, racists, homophobes, acephobes, zionists, etc. etc.

BLANK BLOGS GET BLOCKED

ALWAYS OPEN TO DMS/RESPONSES TO OPEN STARTERS/BEING MENTIONED IN THINGS!!

okay! that's it! be good people ^.^

[tia-amorosa]

Sunset Died - Lisa & VJ

Miracle (important Part, with Note at the End)

Once they were back at VJ's house, the two of them lay down on the sofa together to rest a little before their next outing. And to make use of the warmth of the fireplace. They were a little exhausted, so they fell asleep together on the couch. Sometime later… “VJ…”/ “huh?”/ “You're heavy…”.

“chr, I'm not… Did we… doze off?"/ ‘mhm… what time is it?’/ ‘I can't say, I don't have a watch here…’/ ‘hnnn…’/ ‘Sorry… Do you still want to go for a night walk?’/ ‘That was my wish, tomorrow is bad because it's school again on Monday…’/ ‘hh, o.k…. Then we'll get up’/ ‘you first’…

A night out. The last time VJ and Lisa did this was before the big catastrophe happened. Now they usually either stayed at his house or did something together during the day. Lisa had to smile a little, imagining that they were already acting like a married couple. “And where do you want to go?"/ ‘It doesn't matter, the main thing is that we can see the stars’.

They reached the small field with the rather tall pampas grass for a while longer. VJ then suddenly increased his pace a little and disappeared into the undergrowth with quick steps. “Hey, wait…”. He made a joke of moving in a different direction again and again. She only ever heard the rustling of the grasses. “VJ, stop it, it's not funny!”

Time and again, VJ quickly disappeared again just before she could reach him. She only ever heard him giggling, which told her roughly the direction in which he was running. At some point, she saw his shadow running out of the bushes towards the city park. But when she got there, he had disappeared from her field of vision again. “VJ, please, I don't like this game”.

She walked further into the park. But just as she had passed the large statue of the founder, she suddenly felt a firm grip from behind, which made her scream out loud. “Are you crazy?"/ ”hehe, what? Are you scared of the dark now? You were never that jumpy before"/ ‘just don't do it again, okay?’/ ‘all right… do you want to look at the stars now?’. After the small shock had subsided, she nodded.

The two of them looked for a good spot and then sat down in the cold snow. “Wow…do you know the last time we did that?“/”to be honest, no…”. She rolled her eyes with a smile. “hhh… Back in the summer, on the beach. And when I came home that evening, I got into real trouble because I was out with you”.

“Haha, I was really difficult back then. I stole, set fire to a few old car tires… All that was enough to make me look like a bad influence on you"/ ‘yes, but we didn't really do anything bad’/ ‘apart from snogging, no, hnhn’. Lisa thought back to the time when she didn't care about anything except her boyfriend. Spending time with him was the most important thing.

The two of them looked up at the night sky in silence for a few minutes. Until Lisa said something again. “I love it…"/ ‘What?’/ ”When you kiss me. It feels like time stands still for a moment"/ ‘So… do I theoretically have to kiss you more often so that we can spend more time together?’/ ”hnhn…exactly. It's so nice and quiet at night. And you can really see all the stars… Thank you"/ ‘for what?’.

“For letting me experience this with you, VJ. For this… I love you, and a little more every day. Oh dear, that must have been cheesy…"/ ”hehe. Just a little bit. I love you too…”. She smiled. “I have to get up, my butt is almost a lump of ice…”

After she got up again, Lisa received a warm hug from VJ, who then kissed her gently again. But then she suddenly interrupted the kiss. “Wait…"/ ‘What, did I do something wrong?…’/ ”No…Can't you hear that? That sound. It's coming from back there,” Lisa looked towards the sea for a moment. “And it's getting closer and closer…” she said quietly.

From a certain distance, the sound approaching at high speed visualized itself as something that had not been seen here for a very long time. Until the object slowly approached them and hovered above them. For a brief moment, a beam of light flashed over the two of them and the deafening roar of the rotor blades made them stand rigidly in place. “Unbelievable, they're here"/ ‘who?’.

"Help, VJ, we're finally getting help!" Lisa said with tears in her eyes. "WHAT?! Speak louder!" It is indeed difficult to understand someone else when you are paralyzed by a huge, loud object flying over you. But VJ still seemed to understand what was going on at that moment.

A person in military winter clothing looked out of the open helicopter door. “LISA?!”. Lisa looked up and, despite the darkness, recognized a familiar face. Then she started to cry. “finally...,” she sighed softly. “Diego, there's room to land over there, my God…” she heard the voice say that had spoken to her just before. That night, the expected miracle finally happened.

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@greenplumbboblover ⭐

Poses by sunny, @danjaley & @iliketodissectsims (snuggle)

NOTE: It will take a while until the next episode. We'll also look back at a different location and show what happened in the days before. My original idea was to send several people to the location to observe the arrival of the helpers. But that would have been a bit more complicated. 😅A lot can happen on a trip with just two people. And… I really wanted a helicopter in the picture. I just love those things! 🥰I hope you enjoyed this part.😊see you...

[melodic-haze]

Sorry for the Emilie question. I totally forgot to check the masterlist as I thought of it right around I woke up for some reason. Making me want to do it then before I forget. Anyways enough with my excuses. I promise not to do that again, and I deeply apologize once again. I will stub my toe as punishment.

For today, I made sure it's about someone you love. Yae Miko. She is apart of a publishing company and she writes light novels right? So do you think she uses her experience with you as huge inspiration for them? Imagine if uses Genshin's version of Tumblr to post and share her more risqué thoughts and idea in secret. Then you finding out and just asking stuff that you would like; just to give her the idea and use it on you irl.

As always, have a great day and even better luck. While I sit in my imaginary corner of shame for making such a critical mistake lol.

-🍎

NOOO DON'T FEEL TOO BAD 😭😭 it was an honest mistake it's okay 🫶 better to req someone I may actually write about rather than req smth Outlandish like a man (or even a chr written as a dom but that's more dependent on my mood tbf)

SHE ABSOLUTELY WOULD WRITE THINGS IN TEYVAT TUMBLR WITH YOU IN MIND YES 😭😭😭😭 JUST LOOK AT HER PUBLISHED FANFICTION OF RAIDEN FUCKING EI 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 she wouldn't outright state your name in her posts or anything like that, but she'd probably base things according to you. This is Especially True if we go meta and she writes fics for characters in Teyvat too, specifically characters that remind her of you

It's easy for Miko to just publish Pretty Please, Kitsune Guuji without a care in the world bc she's Ei's familiar and long-time friend (if they're not married dating in this case as well) therefore she doesn't even get a slap on the wrist 💀, but with you? OHHH ABSOLUTELY NOT she REFUSES to let you know she writes about you on the internet under an anonymous handle

I think she'd be rather open to her risqué thoughts ngl. She loves fun, and teasing you certainly is one way to have it 🫶 if it's something extremely left field, then she'd either keep it to herself or gently bring it up to you. What I personally think she'd hide from you is the more romantic thoughts she's had from time to time; think like having a picnic, staying in for a nice cuddle....hell, she'd post smth about a hypothetical scenario in which you're able to shapeshift and you can nap with your partner that way 💀 like girl you are NOOOOOT SLICK

You'd definitely have to ease her into actually acting out on them purposefully. You'd go on dates, yeah, but they'd probably be mostly her teasing you and being cryptic, with a little bit of romance at the end. She's been alone for so long, she thinks that such soft moments will stay as fantasies that she writes out 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ it's worth it when you actually coax her out of that sad mindset though

If you were famous in Teyvat though she'd probably write 'headcanons' and stuff about you that are actually just your actions HAHAHAHAHAH

[zhvakinnn]

wdyt haikyuu chr with "he treats you really well but you can't return his feeling" and "the 'i loved you'" tropes???????

(please make it very very angsty until i cry my eyes out)

Im confused who and what character should I choose so I made my sister choose

Sorry I have been inactive these past weeks I had my part time job but I'll try to answers the request:)

Characters: iwaizumi, nishinoya x GN reader (separate)

Warnings: mention of a father/mother (to the people without their parents im so sorry), angst

🌺as always i don't know much English so if something is wrong correct me🌺

Masterlist

See you later

(he treats you well but you can't return the feelings)

Hajime Iwaizumi

You and iwaizumi are very good friends you support him in volleyball since diapers

you were just kids back then when he had this huge crush on you giving you flowers and letters

Until one day when he wanted to play with you he saw a truck filled with boxes he went running towards your house and seeing it almost empty, he heard a voice behind him

"hajime?" He smiled brightly when he heard you "c'mon (name) let's train in volleyball "as much as they wanted to play they can't" your father said touching the boys shoulder

"why?" "Were moving to Canada for my dad's new work he said he needed to work their" you said fidgeting your fingers "how long will you be there?" You shrugged not knowing when you will be able to see him

When he ran off you thought you made him mad and thought you never get to say goodbye first

When you were about to get in the car to wait a 'wait' faint shout was heard you look back and it was iwaizumi you smiled brightly when you saw him

He hold his knees while catching his breath "i...wait... I want to make a promise, if we grow up promise me to see each other and marry each other" you were just kids you smiled brightly and hug him "i promise!" Iwaizumi's smiled went wider and he gave you a ring the is a flower like made in paper while his is a bee

"sorry I had to ran off, I had to make this quickly" you glance at your parents who's now saying goodbyes to iwaizumi's parents "I guess this is good bye" you said about to cry iwaizumi squish your cheeks and said "no see you later"

Your parents are now calling you, you gave him a one last hug and ran to the car

"i promise"

Its been 10 years since you were both still 8 he still waits for you

"iwa-chan~ you kept on zoning out who's in that pretty little skull of yours" he frowned when oikawa appeared

"yeah iwaizumi you kept zoning out" matsukawa said sitting next to takahiro "wait, is it the person your thinking was the person you promised to marry?~" oikawa teased him 'i knew it i shouldn't have said that to him'

"who would've thought our promised something like that" matsukawa giggling at takahiros comment "argh everyone just shut up im done you all" he said stomping and he was shock when a person was Infront of the gates in the Court

"oh sorry but is Mr. Nobuteru here?" The person said looking at the paper instead of him

"oh yeah his.." Iwaizumi's examine the person till he realizes who it was

"(name)?!"

You were shock thinking someone is stalking you but when you look up you were pretty shock too

"hajime!"

Everyones eyes on you too when you hugged him

"oh my god I didn't know you would be here"

"i didn't know too, how did you get here!"

"hello beautiful" iwaizumi's smile faded when matsukawa came to the side

"ah hello im (name)" you smiled waving your left arm but once you did he didn't saw your Ring he frowned more "ah (name)! The person who iwaizumi is gonna marry" the oooo was made in the back round

He didn't missed the way to awkwardly laugh and change the subject immediately

Ever since that day you didn't miss any schedule for the two of you even though oikawa kept insisting to come

You hangout most of the time to pay for being separated

The only thing he wanted to ask you is where is the ring he was scared maybe you didn't want to keep it anymore or you broke it and don't wanna tell him because it's embarrassing

But he should feel this way you two aren't even together yet

This day he wanted to visit you to your house but then he saw you with a guy

It didn't go unnoticed that you smiled brighter, having start in your eyes

He was now curious who could it be

When he approached you two, you waved at him and the boy also look back at him and smiled

"hello you must be iwaizumi" he said politely and iwaizumi nodded "its finally to meet you in personal" finally? He thought "finally?" "Yes my partner here kept bragging about you promising to marry one day" he said giggling and you kicked his leg slightly

That break his heart even more your his partner, you were already taken

He kept thinking about the promise and how its unfair that he stayed loyal while you found another one, he shouldn't be acting like this you were just a kid back then you weren't on your right minds

You exuse yourself to your partner and drag iwaizumi to a walk

The walk was uncomfortable silent don't know who to speak first or what to say

"hajime..im sorry I broke our promised" you said looking down at your feet

"you shouldn't be sorry we're just kids we don't know what we're saying"

You look up at him "still a promise is a promise i shouldn't have broke it.. hehe i guess i have to eat socks" you said giggling with him the tense was lifting a bit

You both continue walking admiring the surroundings now it was just a comfortable calming silent "how i miss Japan i forgot how beautiful is it here"

Iwaizumi stopped walking making you look at him "(name) i know you don't like me but ever since we're kids ive loved you and.. this is awkward..um.. promise me this one last time" you hum at him to know that your listening he step closer and squished your cheeks like when you were still kids

"promise me that in another universe will be together and.. we'll be married" you were shock you felt guilty that you let this man go you looked at him deep in the eyes and nodded and smiled "i promise" you two didn't let go of each other once you two get closer you felt something growing in your stomach

Your lips collided but only a mere of seconds till you both back away and you ran back home, he was also shock

You were too because now you can't escape the feelings for him

"see you later"

Not very angst but i tried

Nishinoyas part here (i loved you)