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haunteddetectivepeach · 23 days ago

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Danny 'Jed Olsen' Johnson x pregnant reader

You

You met the ghostface regularly, or rather, it went to your home. You had sex many times, at first you felt guilty about the fact that it is the ghostface and the same hands that satisfied you and touched you are the same ones that kill innocent people.

Most of the time he did not use a condom. But it was okay because you are taking pill, but now, the unexpected happened, your mestruation has been late for 2 weeks, you thought it was just because of the stress of work unitil it started to feel alot of nausea and your breasts were well sore, you refused to take a pregnancy test, for fear, fear off what will happen if you are pregnant, pregnant with a serial killer, not just a serial killer, but the ghostface, or rather, Danny, at the least that was the names he gaves you.

You just woke up from a party that your friend Jessie called you, you are not much of parties, but you were a little away from your friend because of your little case with the largest serial killer in the United States of America, and was scared of what he can do about people close to you, Danny is a little jealous, the last time a guy screwed me, he cut his throat the next day...

I felt guilty for days, but the guy ran a hand on my ass, so on a second thought, i don't feel guilty at all.

RING RING RING

The alarm sound tuck tou of you thoughts. And them the desire of vomit again, i think i will really have to do this...arriving in the bathroom, you took the small box were there was the pregnancy test from the courter where you have you things. After doing the whole process, you let out a sign and them start to despair when you look at the results, positive, "Positive, a fucking positive, of couse, the pill was no use shit any" you talk softly "Jesus Christ, what do i do? Abortion? Tell him? Cry?scream? Oh my god, oh my fucking god, i have to run away? Just go?" You start crying softly, looking at the little staff in your hands, and finally, thrown on the trash.

Danny Johnson/Jed Olsen

I woke up early to play the perfect american citizen Jed, the dear Jed, who all love and no one even suspicious. I passed my gel on my black hair I observed my body toned on the mirror, despite some scars, and them my suit and tie, all perfect.

I arrived at gazette journal, greeted the receptionist and secretariats until i arrived at my office. I was trying to make my new article, John Smith, my last victim, but i couldn't have her out of my head, the woman i find myself, me, Danny, not the Jed. Then my mind dive to her body curves, her breasts, her ass..."Damn" i have to stop thinking about her, i have to do this article, and a can't to it with an erection, it would spoil the perfect Jed, no one can think Jed is a pervert that get hard at work, but damn, i still remember our last night, the last time we saw each other, because unfortunately i was too busy with John shit Smith, at least it was a good death, but nothing, nothing make me forget her, my bunny, she's too perfect, her body, her face, i remember every little bit about her body, you can't forget a woman like that, not even if i wanted to, i still remember...our sweaty bodies in that bed, her breasts swaying as the rhythm increased, her nails digging into my back, her legs whapped around me as if she didn't want me to leave, her sly moans in my ears as you told me to go deeper, harder, more...more, the creaking of the bed, the wet sheets, your room smelled of sex, and the only sounds heard were our skins slapping together, you sweet moans. Only her, only she can do this to me, she holds me and i can't let go, she was the only woman, who entered my thoughts and i can't take it away, i can't.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

A knock on the door brought me of my thoughts. "You can come in" Soon Jeff enter "Olsen, here is some informations that the police gave us, we need this article sent today" Jed gives him a small smiley enough to Jeff "Of course sr, it will be ready before you remember it" Jeff nodded "I knew a cold count on you, Olsen" Then Jeff left the room eating his disgusting greasy donut in his hand, Danny wanted to kill this man, but he know's he can't, he realized that he can't kill anyone at work that would bring suspicion, and he really doesn't want to be seen or have problems with the police.

You

I'm at work talking to my boss about a state transfer, it was my decision, i going to leave, i going to run away and I'm not going to tell anyone, not my friends, anyone. I really have to go, what would he do if he found out I am pregnant, and worse, with his child. I can't, i can't take it, I'm terrified, we don't even have a relationship, i don't even know if a know him well, of course I know that he is the ghostface, the most wanted serial killer in Roseville, Florida. But at all, I never saw his face, at least not all of it, we kissed so much times, we had sex but I was blindfolded most of the times or remaining wearing a mask. My boss said there was a transfer to Utah, and i accepted. And about Danny, he hasn't come for a few days, probably busy with new victims, and we are not dating ou anything else, We just fucked, a lot of times. Whenever we fucked i would wake up alone in the sheets, wich still had his cheap cologne on, he would stay with me until I fell asleep and leave late at night so he wouldn't be seen. He always leaves a post it saying something like: See you, Darling. That's why I know he cares about me, but a child? A child of ours? A mini us? I'm definitely scared if he finds out before I can leave, it's for the best for us, because he is a fucking serial killer, and yet, I slept with him and not just once. Okay, i have to leave today, I'm not taking any furniture, nothing, just some clothes and essential objects for my work so that he doesn't get suspicious before I can leave. I told my boss not to tell anyone about where I went , no matter who. I took the first taxi to the airport and just let myself go. "Goodbye, Danny."

Danny

After work, I got ready with my ghostface costume and went to see her, i parked far from her house, in the darkest part, where no one could see me. I watching trying to find her, but nothing. I decided to go in, i looked in every room, and i waited for her to arrive, hour passed and i tried to call her on my spare number that I use for ghostface calls, but she wasn't answering, I ran to check the drawers and nothing, there was no nothing, i decided to go back the next day.

The next day, i went to the hospital where she works, I ask the receptionist if you was there, and she told me that you don't longer work there, i asked to speak to your boss, he told me that you request transfer. Why? I asked him where, but he said you asked him not to tell anyone, no matter who. Shit. At night, i went to your house, pissed, angry, that's all l fell. Why? You think you could get into in my head, and just...leave, like it's was nothing? I started to break down everything, thrown everything on the floor. "FUCK"

You

It's been 2 years, 2 years since I left, 2 year I've been in Utah and a year since my baby was born, a strong and healthy little boy, he has the same grey eyes as Danny, and the face is similar, it's been exactly 2 weeks since he turned 1 years old, I made his day the most especial. My mother helped me with everything since I arrived in Utah, she helped me with the move furniture and my house a large two-story with 2 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms, my son's room is fully of toys, painting notebooks and very colorful for my baby.

I was preparing his food while he has coloring with crayons, when the news on television caught my attention, i was paralyzed. ALERT: 26-YEARS-OLD MAN FOUND DEAD THIS MORNING. On the television was the photo, the ghostface over the censored corpse, my son was entertaining himself with some building blocks, for wich i thank the gods. It took a while to reason, he...he's here, in Utah. He knows? Does he knows I'm here? Did he come after me? Did he come to kill me for leave? No, I just paranoid, there no way he was discovered at all. "Damn, stop worrying, everything will be okay, he will not find me, I hope..."

Two weeks after the first ghostface murder

Danny

I was crouching in a bush watching a house, and that's when I saw her. There she was cooking and dancing to the sound of a song where I couldn't identify. But... she was not alone, squeezed my eyes and managed to see, was a baby, a boy, apparently 12 months or 1 year. Smiling without teeth right. So he made the calculations, 1 years that the baby appears to have and 2 years she left, she was still meeting him, wasn't she? Or she was having sex with another guy while sleeping with him..or is his baby?. That's why, why is she gone? Is the baby really his? A fruit of them two? I was dipped in my thoughts. I need to see right, I need to see the boy well.

You

I was holding my son on my hip while we danced to the sound of (f/v)

And I prepare a food for both of us. Until I observed a movement outside. I put in (y/c/n) in the Feeding chair and headed toward the window, watched and found nothing. Maybe it was my head, or not. When I and (y/c/n) we finished eating, it was a little late and put him in the crib, I sang a song until he fell asleep, when he slept, headed for my room that was near him to be easier to Listening to crying or meeting your needs, put a nightgown and tied my hair awkwardly with a little hair in front and lay down. A few hours or minutes maybe I heard a wooden noise, I took a bat and went towards the noise came from.

It came from my son's room, walked fast towards a totally dark room, I stared at the crib and he wasn't there when I looked at the armchair that is located in the corner of the room and was there. Danny. Holding our son, in his arms, was the small figure sleeping peacefully with his little hands playing lightly in the white mask, Danny who looked at him, suddenly changed his gaze to me, the only lighting in the room was the moonlight brightness, Until then the silence was broken. "Hello Darling"

"What are you doing here?" "What? I can't visit my lover? Or rather, my son's mother"

He said getting up carefully as he snuggled (y/c/n) in the crib. "It's my baby, isn't it? So you left?" He says approaching slowly until he was centimeters from you, the difference in visible height and the small space that could only be heard the breaths of each other, he put his hand gloved in his chin and raised stop his eyes through the mask. "Answer me, honey" He speaks so low that he sounded like a whisper. His lips separated to speak, but nothing left. He raises a little from the mask and gets closer, you finally wave your head."Yes..." he then gets millimeters from you and collides the lips against yours. When you leave it, he looks at you eyes with a predatory gray look at yours and says "our son, and you are mine, sweetheart, just mine, and we are a family. We and our little boy. I love you, bunny"

He said with his head now without the mask touching yours. with your lips almost touching

"I love you too, Danny".

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luvymelody · 3 months ago

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NAME : katsuki bakugou , boku no hero academia

SONG : dried flower , wave to earth

SUMMARY : y/n gets sick. but it's okay! bakugou's here to help them. wc : 1.3k

y/n opened his eyes, immediately experience the sore feeling in his throat and the aching of his body as he attempted to sit up in his dorm room, wincing as he did as he coughed into his elbow.

he were sick, but, should he really be surprised?

after a long day of training, y/n exiting the gym gamma as he yawned, swinging their bag over his shoulder, exiting the gym but then his mind was occupied by the loud thunder and rain that was heavily pouring down onto the street.

y/n shivered from the cold, then sighing, placing a hand over his eyes and booking it through the rain as lightning thundered loudly, making y/n flinch at the sound, panting as he tried to quickly make it towards the 2-a dorm building.

eventually, he did, standing under the cover infront of the building, hands on his knees as he breathed heavily, before standing up straight and beginning to make his way inside, but not before squeezing all the water that was in his shirt, taking off his shoes and socks, leaving his shoes outside and holding his socks in his hand as he went inside, putting on his slippers as he accidentally left trails of water in his path on his way to his dorm.

y/n sighed, rethinking the last night as he slipped out of bed, shuffling on his slippers and making his way towards the bathroom to brush their teeth.

"damn y/n, you look like shit."

"i feel like shit."

y/n mumbled, crouching on the ground as they brushed their teeth. kaminari grimaced at the sight, pinning his hair back to do his skincare as bakugou walked in the bathroom, along with iida and midoriya behind him.

"l/n.. why are you on the ground?"

midoriya questioned, looking at y/n as he ran his toothbrush under the running water.

"i'm sick, and tired. so, i'm probably not gonna go to school today."

"oh! then, would you like me to write notes for you?"

midoriya said, holding his toothbrush with toothpaste on it infront of his mouth, smiling as he waited for y/n's response as y/n smiled back, nodding and spitting out his toothpaste from his mouth.

"yeah, that would be great. thanks midoriya."

y/n walked out of the bathroom, patting midoriya on the way out as bakugou's eyes leaned him as he walked behind him through the mirror infront of him, then his head turning as he watch y/n walk out of the bathroom door.

y/n was laying down, a cool towel on his forehead as he breathed out, blanket on himself as he let the cool air come into his room. until he heard a heavy knock coming from the door, y/n groaning at the throat of getting up, struggling for a good minute to even sit up when the person behind his door banged harder.

"i'm coming..."

y/n mumbled more or less to himself, opening the door as looking up at see bakugou looking down at him.

"i made soup for you. let it sit for 5 more minutes and then you can eat it."

y/n needed a second to process what he said, blinking at the blonde boy for a few seconds, the two of them maintaining eye contact but then bakugou looked away, walking away.

"wipe your nose, you're so gross loser."

y/n immediately covered his face with one hand red coating his face as he scrunched his face in embarrassment, shutting his door and leaning against the door with his back as he covered his face with both hands.

‘that was so embarrassing!’

y/n sat stirring his spoon in his bowl, watching as the liquid danced around the metal and eventually scooping it up, pressing it to his lips and swallowing the soup.

it had been a few hours, now the afternoon and y/n was having lunch by himself, having slept after having breakfast and was hungry once he woke up.

y/n scrolled on his phone, watching the news of upcoming heroes, news of u.a, etc.

“hey y/n!”

kirishima said excitedly, his hands grabbing onto y/n’s shoulders from behind as y/n lazily looked up, seeing the redhead look down at him with a smile.

“are you okay? kaminari told me you were sick.”

“yeah… don’t get too close- i might get you sick.”

y/n said, looking back down at his nearly empty bowl, finishing it quickly as kirishima and sero stood behind him.

“have you had any medicine yet?”

sero asks, helping y/n up from his chair and grabbing onto y/n’s bowl to bring to the sink for y/n.

“not yet, i was gonna get it tomorrow.”

y/n replied, looking at sero as kirishima patted his shoulder.

“no need man, bakugou went to go get you some!”

“hm?”

y/n hummed, an eyebrow quirked to the sound of bakugou doing something for bakugou.

“bakugou did?”

“yeah! he told us and then ditched! but manly of him so i don’t mind.”

“did you have lunch yet?”

y/n doesn’t know how fast bakugou got here, changed, made y/n change and lay down in his own bed. the only thing he knows is how pretty bakugou looks.

by the time bakugou got back, it was already around 6, the sun was gone and most of the class were out in the living room

“yeah, had your soup for breakfast and lunch.”

“did you like it?”

bakugou mumbled, squeezing a towel into a bowl of water and gently placing it on his forehead.

“yeah, it was really nice.”

“i know.”

bakugou dried his hands, opening up a small packaging of medicine and giving a glass of water to y/n.

“open your mouth.”

y/n groaned, but parting his lips as bakugou shoved a pill into his mouth, and tilting the glass of water into his mouth, letting y/n drink the medicine.

“how’d you get sick? you’re so weak.”

bakugou slouched back into the chair next to y/n’s bed that he pulled up beside it, watching y/n who stared up at the ceiling.

“i ran in the rain last night.”

“are you stupid.”

“i was training last night and lost track of time, i didn’t even know it was raining.”

y/n said, a small smile on his face as he thought about how it was kind of fun running through the rain quickly. bakugou glanced at his up-turned lips, his own lips turning up as he quickly recovered, removing the smile on his face and looking away at y/n’s desk on the other side of the room.

"have you been studying?"

bakugou took notice of the study notes on y/n's desk, standing up and taking small steps towards the desk and recognising y/n's handwriting as well as midoriya's who bakugou couldn't help but scrunch his face at the indirect mention of midoriya.

"yeah, figured if i'm just gonna stay here all day, might as well."

"why didn't you ask me?"

bakugou mentioned, his hands in his pockets as he turned only his head from his position infront of y/n's desk, the h/c haired boy already looking at him.

"i didn't wanna bother."

"so you bothered izuku?"

"you didn't say anything but midoriya did so..."

"are you blaming this on me?"

"no!"

y/n laughed, but winced at his sore throat as bakugou sighed, walking over and helping y/n to the glass of water on his bedside table, tilting it over y/n's mouth for him to drink.

"thank you, katsuki. you didn't have to buy me medicine."

"i wanted to. none of them will train with me as hard as you do. whether you like it or not now, you affect my schedule, fucking idiot."

"how nice of you."

y/n said sarcastically, bakugou glaring at him as y/n softened up, smiling at bakugou.

"joking, thank you kats."

"'welcome y/n."

“no way.”

y/n and bakugou stood outside, the pouring rain thundered loudly as the constant pitter patter was making their conservation to be yelling at each other to hear.

“it’ll be fun!”

y/n exclaimed, holding bakugou’s hand in his as bakugou snarled.

“no, fucking, way!”

“worth it.”

y/n said, still sick in bed as a towel lied on his forehead. it was the morning after as bakugou stared up at the ceiling next to y/n on his bed, having gotten sick too from the heavy rain.

“shut the fuck up.”

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breezybangtanbebe · 11 months ago

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Heaven: Changkyun❤️‍🔥

Tags: Monsta X's IM x Reader, long-distance relationship, lazy morning sex, kinda fluffy then kinda nasty, pussy eating..something short and sweet. :)

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24 hours.

That was all the time you had with him and he had already wasted a third of it in bed.

The Miami humidity was less offensive from inside the luxury suite. Oceanview balconies welcomed in the breeze that morning as you lay tangled in sheets as white as the sands with your long-distance lover.

Changkyun was..busy, to say the least.

Promotions. Rehearsals. Fittings. Video shoots. Interviews. Fan meets. Group studio sessions. Solo studio sessions. Performances.

With all he and his group members had scheduled, it was out of sheer luck his managers granted the guys one full day of rest before they got to work on promoting their two new albums internationally.

Though being back in the states after such a long time seemed like a vacation, the young rapper had his fill of obligations and you couldn't bring yourself to be upset with him for choosing the first several hours of his rest day with you to be spent sleeping.

Ok, maybe you were a little mad.

Slightly pouty at best. But not at him, only at time and the lack thereof.

He deserved the rest after all.

It was barely noon and the room service you'd ordered for breakfast was surely cold when your boyfriend opened his eyes. You're seated upright in the large bed with the TV remote in hand, channel surfing in silence.

You were freshly showered, smelling like warm sugar and decadently scented body butter, shaved and exfoliated, and primed for a day of making up for the lost time. Considering how tired Changkyun was last night when he and his group members touched down in Florida, you didn't expect him to be actively intimate with you when you went to bed.

When you awoke that next morning, inhaling his warm masculine scent with your face nuzzled in his neck, you didn't mind the stillness or silence. After being separated for so long, it felt like heaven to finally be in his arms.

You were happy to be pressed against him with his leg slotted between yours, causing a teasing friction every time one of you stirred.

He felt so good. His skin was smooth and soft, contrasting his muscles that were firm and toned beneath it.

"G'mornin" Changkyun croaks from beside you, not even lifting his head as he pulled himself from his slumber.

You glance over to find him still smushed against the fluffed pillow with his jet black hair fanning over half of his face. All you can see are his dark pink sleep swollen lips as they moved.

"I smell peaches..." were his next words and you chuckle breathily as you shook your head.

"Good morning." You smirk, resuming your attention to the television only to turn it off. You weren't watching it anyway and you preferred to take advantage of the opportunity to talk. Changkyun groans tiredly as he rolls over on his back, running the palms of his large hands over his face.

"Fuck......how long have I been out?" he grimaced tiredly, leaving only one eye open to adjust to the daylight. You looked over at him fondly for a beat before responding.

"A while." is all you say, sounding much more resentful than you intended. Changkyun tenses at your tone and turns his head towards you with a lazy frown.

"Uh oh...You're mad," he states and you mirror his frown, shaking your head adamantly.

You watched Changkyun rise up from the pillows, shaking his bed head out until his long mane of black silk was falling over his perfect head in the sexiest way. His spine was curved as he sat up, making the lumps of his abs and chest protrude attractively.

Damn...

"No. Why would I be mad?" you respond distractedly.

"Because.......I fell asleep." Changkyun pauses to stretch his arms over his head midsentence.

"You came here straight from the airport babe...after an 18-hour flight." you point out, now leaning against the headboard and shamelessly admiring his body as he woke himself up fully.

After rolling his shoulders and cracking his neck, Changkyun lets out a strained sigh before plopping back against his pillow again. You smirk at how he did all of that for nothing.

"And you're obviously still tired so..." you trail off, not even wanting to finish your sentence since it would add insult to injury.

"Nope! I'm up...I'm up... Tired or not, we only have half a day left together.." Changkyun groans tiredly, his words muffled slightly as he rubbed his hands over his face again in an attempt to wipe the sleepiness away.

"Not really. I mean I'll be here for as long as you all are in Miami." you shrug and Changkyun wrinkles his nose in disagreement.

"Yeah but then I'll be too busy or too tired to spend time with you. It'll be more nights like last night. Coming in late and going to bed soon after." he almost whines. The guilt and regret in his tone are enough to make you feel like a turd for showing any signs of disappointment.

He really was working hard and the distance wasn't just hard on you. He missed you too and when this opportunity for you to be together came about, he was more excited than you to board that flight.

"Hey.....I knew what I signed up for. I'll be here for as long as you are. If that means the bulk of our alone time is to be spent in bed, laying together, I'm ok with that." you shrug, actually believing what you were saying for once.

Changkyun squints at you incredulously.

"You sure?"

You nod at him with a soft smirk.

"It can deal with it. One of the few of cons being with you."

At that, Changkyun's eyes widen in offense and amusement.

"Cons??? ....with an 's'? As in plural? More than one?" he asks, his tone climbing with each question. You laughed at his expression and roll your eyes as you moved to get up from the bed.

"Oooh, yea. You think being IM's secret lil girlfriend is a walk in the park?" you toss over your shoulder on your way across the suite. Changkyun sits up just enough to watch your thickly toned legs move as you walked, keying in on the way the shirt you wore barely concealed your ass cheeks beneath it.

"I mean. Not really but..." he murmurs, trailing off and tilting his head to get a different view of your curvaceous body. From up close and under the covers, Changkyun hadn't realized you were basically naked underneath that loosely fit shirt. Well, his loosely fit shirt. One of the many you'd sifted through from his luggage. It was always comforting to have his scent on your skin, even when he was laying next to you.

Knowing now that you were naked made any trace of jet lag or fatigue fade, waking up other parts of him as he watched you venture across the room in the direction of the outlet where your phone was charging.

Your nudity is further confirmed when you bend over thoughtlessly to pick it up, exposing your naked ass and the slit of your lips to him for only a second. As you stand and turn to the side, the shape of your full breasts and nipples poke through the thin fabric, and Changkyun stares shamelessly as you checked for any missed notifications.

God, he loved your body.

Dreamt of it almost every moment he wasn't with you in Korea.

Spent countless nights envisioning it as he stroked himself repeatedly, calling your name as he came in his hand, and doing his best to ignore the heartache he felt once the haze faded.

But now, you weren't just a beautiful part of his imagination.

You were here.

A few seconds pass and you were making your way back to join Changkyun in bed, mindlessly texting away in response to your friends that had been checking in with you since landing in Miami. As you resumed your spot beside him, Changkyun watched you settle back against the pillows with your phone still in hand. He drags his bottom lip between his teeth while you sent your final text, setting the phone aside on the nearby dresser.

You felt his eyes on you immediately and glance over with a smirk.

"What?" you perk your brow. For a moment Changkyun doesn't respond, only dragging his heated gaze over your body appreciatively. His mouth shrugs innocently before laying his head back down against his pillow.

"Oh, nothing...Hey, why is it that every time you move...I suddenly have the strongest craving for peaches....." he asks randomly. You grunt softly in amusement at his question and shake your head.

"You probably just smell me. I took a long shower before you woke up..." you shrug nonchalantly, not expecting Changkyun's interest to be peaked by the small fact.

"Foreal?..come here?"

Without warning, Changkyun reaches out to pull you towards him by the neck. He nuzzles you playfully while inhaling the sweet scent of your clean skin, making you giggle and push back against him.

"Now you know I'm ticklish..." you complain lightly while trying to escape his hold, only encouraging Changkyun to pull you into him tighter and chuckle mischievously against your skin.

His lips were pillow soft on your neck, the tip of his nose brushing just beneath your jawline as he inhaled the soft peaches and cream scent. His new favorite smell on you next to his. His hands held the fabric of his shirt firmly, trapping you against his body as he kissed up and over your jaw until his lips were on yours.

He tasted surprisingly fresh despite having woken up a few minutes ago and you allowed yourself to melt into him with every luscious peck. He sucks at your bottom lip before taking it between his teeth, making you moan at the sting.

He releases it to resume the languid dance between your tongues, sighing in contentment as his hands snuck beneath the shirt covering your body. The moment he touches your bare skin, you flinch in reaction to the chills they inspired as if electricity flowed through his fingers.

He squeezes your hip and allows his grip to travel lower to cup your ass cheek, pushing the shirt higher from your body.

"Take it off.." he whispers against your lips and you immediately comply, pulling away so that you could pull the loose shirt over your head. The moment it's gone, Changkyun's mouth is on you again. Starting at your lips, he pecks them softly before returning to your neck. His hands glided up your waist as he moved to guide you back against the mattress.

You allow him to dominate you gently, sinking into the pillows and opening your legs as he settled between them. The weight of his body is comforting and your hands stroke the skin of his back as his lips traveled downward.

The middle of your throat.

The center of your chest.

Over your left nipple briefly. Then to the right.

As he sucked the pebbled flesh into his mouth, you grind your body against that stiffness in his underwear. He was hard and thicker than you remembered if that were even possible.

You angled your hips in a way that makes the fabric between your bodies seem thinner than air and Changkyun groans with your nipple still caught between his lips. He pulls away to flick his tongue over it a few more times before abandoning it to attend to the annoying shred of clothing blocking him.

He settles between your legs and takes a moment to admire you beneath him. You blush under his gaze, feeling it hover over the swelling pink flesh between your legs.

He wastes no time in scooting down to push them back and smother the heat thar gathered with his mouth and tongue. You gasp on contact, eyes already rolling back at the feeling of Changkyun's tongue sliding sinuous flat licks over your folds.

The warmth of his opened mouth kisses on your clit has you moaning softly to the ceiling and Changkyun digs his fingers into the meat of your thighs as he ate.

His deft tongue plunges inside of you while his thumb rubs rhythmically over your clit, just the way he remembered you loved it. His eyes are on you, watching you bite your lip and screw your eyes shut with the struggle of holding on.

Suddenly, your fuse is blown and in an explosion of colorful language, you came all over Changkyun's waiting tongue. He presses his thumb against the hood of your clit while your walls twitched and pulsed around him, savoring the taste of your climax with a satisfied groan.

You were still panting when he pulled his mouth away from your pussy and the mattress bounces slightly as he sat up on his knees.

The print beneath his shorts was prominent as fuck and Changkyun hurriedly frees himself from its captivity. Your eyes immediately fall on his dick as he pushed his black Balenciaga boxer briefs down his toned thighs.

He's already got you wet and wanting him, legs still spread wide to accommodate his body.

There's an unspoken plea between the two of you and Changkyun responds to it by grasping your thighs and pulling you towards him over the sheets. In the same movement, the tip of his dick slides past your entrance and stretches you well until you're pressed firmly against his pelvis.

From here, he goes in. Mindlessly fucking you like there's no tomorrow. As if all of his frustrations from being away from you, having to love you from a distance, wishing he could be inside of you every night, were all being channeled through him.

Boosting his stamina.

Feeding his need to make you call his name.

Which you did. Over and over as he drove your body back up to the head of the bed.

You felt so good. Warm and wet. Tight and welcoming. It was like you were made for him and the distance hadn't affected a thing. Muscle memory molded you around his thick shaft and you took every inch of him like you were designed to do. His forehead was pressed against yours, noses touching and mouths agape as his rhythm hastened. Your walls were clenching at his pressure hungrily and your voice was reduced to barely audible yelps.

Your body trembled endlessly as you reached your climax and Changkyun smiled wolfishly against your parted lips.

"Yep, that's it. Gimme that shit, baby. Let it go.." he coaxed and praised you through the mind-numbing orgasm he rewarded you with. He continues pounding into you until tears pooled from your eyes and you weren't sure if you'd cum again from the sheer overstimulation.

All you knew was that everything he did, every move and rasped word he spoke, he was pushing you higher than you ever thought you could go.

Holding you close, Changkyun rolled his hips into you feverishly until he was stalling out. An unbearably sexy groan escapes his lips when he came deep inside of you and you took every drop of him with pleasure, squeezing him as he stroked you to his completion.

"Fuuuuck, I missed you...I missed you so much.." his husky deep voice whispers lovingly in your ear and you moan softly in response as he pressed himself deep inside of you for emphasis.

"I love you...fuck, I love you..." he continued, his voice almost breaking with the known profession. As he comes down with his face buried in your neck, Changkyun plants a series of lazy wet kisses over your sweat-coated skin.

When his teeth graze that same ticklish spot, you giggle and shy away from him. He grumbles in protest but promptly ceases his tease to rest his head on the pillow you shared.

He remains inside of you, his body weight nearly smothering you. But you didn't care.

Because being with him in any way felt like heaven.

And you were happy to die...

*sigh* hes so FFFFFFFFFOYNE

#monsta x smut #changkyun #changkyun smut #jooheon #wonho #hyungwon #kihyun #minhyuk #shownu #hyunwoo

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fuckyeahdindjarin · 2 years ago

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How would Shiv deal with Dieter in the chair, with a haircut and his flirtatious nature?

Love ya Cee 💖

@damnyoupedro

So... this got away from me and I went all out with chaotic feral racoon man Dieter 😂 Thank you Lori for sending my main man to Shiv's! This is Consent Dieter, but takes place before the series, and our girlboss Rebecca makes a cameo! I hope you enjoy this my love ❤️

Shiv's Salon: Dieter Bravo

860 words | warnings: mature, suggestive language, double innuendoes, mention of drugs, this is absolute chaos I'm sorry lol

You pinch the bridge of your nose, wondering why the hell you got out of bed when the knocking woke you up. ‘Lady, he’s clearly high as a kite and he’s got not one, but two fucking hairbrushes stuck in his head!’

The woman who introduced herself as Rebecca answers matter-of-factly, ‘That’s why we’re here, I heard you’re the best in the area. Now, my client has a photoshoot in an hour and a half so let’s get cracking, shall we?’

‘Just put a hat on him. There’s a shop down the street,’ you jerk a thumb to your right, then move to close the door.

The pointed tip of a very expensive-looking stiletto wedges itself in the doorway before you can slam it shut. Rebecca offers, ‘We’ll pay you $500.’

You pause and cross your arms. Now you’re getting somewhere. ‘It's my day off.’

‘$550.’

‘I had a mani padi appointment that I have to cancel now.’

‘$600.’

You fake a yawn. ‘I'm going back to bed.’

‘$650 and it's my final offer,’ says Rebecca firmly, holding out her hand.

You shake it. ‘Give me five minutes.’

This is not how you pictured your first celebrity client encounter to go.

You frown over the crown of Dieter’s head, wrinkling your nose at the sight. ‘His damn hair is caked in days of hairspray. Does he ever shower?’

The actor suddenly swings around in his styling chair, legs splayed wide open with a lecherous grin on his face. Rubbing his hands on his thighs, he croons, ‘Hey baby - I’ll hop right in if you’ll join me.’

Your eyes roll to the back of your head and you swivel him right back towards the mirror without even looking at him. You tell Rebecca, ‘If he propositions me again, I'll shave all that hair off.’

‘Fine. Can you fix it or not?’

‘Help me get him to the backwash. I’ll get the heavy duty shampoo out.’

It’s a struggle, but somehow, the two of you manage to half-coax, half-wrestle him into the chair. Snapping latex gloves on - you’re not touching that with your bare hands - you turn on the hot water and announce, ‘Here goes nothing.’

When you comb your hands through his curls, Dieter moans loudly. ‘That feels gooooood.’

You shoot Rebecca a look, and she shakes her head. ‘Ignore him, it’s just the cocaine talking.’

Pumping shampoo into your palms, you warn him, ‘Listen to me, Dieter Bravo, you’re not allowed to enjoy this.’

He gives you upside down puppy eyes. ‘Yes, ma’am.’

Threading your fingers into his locks, you start lathering shampoo into his hair. You feel the shudder that rattles through his entire body, and he babbles incoherently, ‘Oh no. Oh noo ahhhhhhhhh, I’m sorry. I’m sorry! But it feels too good -’

You turn to his agent. ‘I swear to god lady, if he gets a boner I'm kicking him out dripping wet!’

‘Dieter, don't you dare,’ warns Rebecca just as her phone starts to ring. ‘I have to take this call, behave yourself.’

‘I can't help that she has the nicest hands!’ he calls after her as the door shuts.

‘Well, that’s definitely the weirdest backhanded compliment I've ever gotten,’ you mutter to yourself.

Dieter arches his back clean off the leather chair and bites his bottom lip. Meeting your eyes, he gives you a pleading look with his pupils blown wide. His voice is throaty as he whimpers, ‘Baby, I swear to god, I’m trying so hard for you but I can’t help it - you feel too fucking good.’

Fuck. Your breath actually catches in your throat and you feel a tremour in your hands. Heat creeps up the back of your neck and into your cheeks as your pulse goes into overdrive. Is he doing this on purpose?

You don’t stutter - ever - but you nearly stumble over your words as you retort, ‘Think about - pickles or something, then!’

Dieter whines. ‘That's not helping!’

‘Pickles? You’re turned on by pickles? What’s wrong with you, man?’

Panic mounts when you obviously hit a sensitive spot in the back of his skull, and he literally writhes in his seat, knuckles white on the armrests. ‘Baby, oh fuck, do that again, please please please -’

At that exact moment, an idea comes to you - you know what you have to do. You go all out, a full frontal assault. You ignore the chorus of grunts and sighs and moans from him as your nails scrape against his scalp in a merciless rhythm, tracing patterns from the back of his neck to the top of his head, working the shampoo into his curls relentlessly.

And it works - stroke by stroke, the frenzied energy drains out of his body, his head lolls to the side, and he goes quiet before the snoring starts.

It takes four washes, but finally, the roots untangle, and the two combs fall out of his hair with a limp clatter during your final rinse of his hair.

When Rebecca struts back in, she arches an eyebrow at her client’s prone form, looking vaguely impressed. ‘Does that happen often?’

You shrug and grin. ‘Occupational hazard.’

Fuck Yeah 1.2k Sleepover

#fuckyeah1200sleepover #shiv's salon #dieter bravo fanfiction #dieter bravo fic #consent series

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justalilguylol · 3 months ago

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A small mess, and a big mistake

Please be nice, I really really don’t ever write. Wrote this shit on a whim, it is a g/t story. Borrowers and human stuff or cute and angsty sue me. Important to note, it’s a third person limited perspective in this. If you wanna leave advice to make anything better or any ideas for this story, comment them away.

Early mornings… Ugh. Is the twittering of the pretty and big bulbous birds nice? Yes. But is it proof Pip lived another day? Also yes, unfortunately. Not that they were pessimistic! Yes, life was difficult, but the little guy could still manage. It was all just… survival. A whole lot of survival, at all times, every day. Pip’s anxiety was already starting up as they woke. “Right… C’mon, Pip, it’s food restock day! I got this!”

The borrower sat up regrettably fast and groaned. “Fuck…” A hand moved to their back, days of youth already wearing him down. “Up, up, c’mon, food day today, goddamnit.” Up they went, stretching out and letting out a weak cough. Rubbing his eyes to try and fight the grogginess, he mumbled, “Got this, I got this, let’s go! Ain’t dead yet.” Pip grumbled the motivation, trying to be somewhat cheerful about it.

Moving to their handmade dresser, Pip felt quite proud of the skill they had carved into it. They pulled out the usual clothes, well, the food-nabbing clothes. Not really much of a title for a suit like that. Tugging on the scraggly linen shirt and the somewhat better-textured pants, Pip fixed on his utility belt and filled up the pockets with tools. Then the rope, which he threw over his shoulders, feeling its metal fishing hook. He tsked, noticing the bend in it was getting worse and that he would need a new one. Then off to the mirror, taking a breath and flexing in it. Self-confidence really was key. Yet… “Gods above and below… I look fucking weak,” they laughed and sighed. “Great… Can’t wait to wither away. Maybe that’s a little too dark to think about right now.”

“Dad!” A very enthusiastic voice came from the doorway. Man, Pip’s hearing was going out; he didn’t even hear the creak of the damn door. He had just thought this when his daughter tackled him, nearly knocking them over. “Sweetie! Jeez, you’re gonna make my knees go out one day,” he laughed, hugging her real tight back. Pip’s precious little girl, Tiptoe “Sorry! Just excited for my first outing!” Oh shit…

“Outing?” He looked down at her, hair all wild from bedhead. Those blonde dusty stripes among the sea of red, with some black splotches scattered about. Her bright face, full of life, showed no ounce of exhaustion. And those green eyes looking right into his basically scarlet red ones. “Yeah! You said it was an outing day today! And you were grumbling about it a minute ago; thin walls. Anyways, since I am sixteen, you said you’d take me. You keep trying to push it off, but I caught you before you left this time!” Oh fuck, this wasn’t good.

She had that face! Gods help him, she looked like a kid again. Not that Tiptoe could ever stop being his little girl, but still. As his face shifted into a look of concern, her smile faded. He tilted his head back and tried to complain. “Hon—” but she wouldn’t give up that easily. “No! No hons this time! Please! I can do this, and you’re getting so old—” Pip immediately looked back down at her. “Hey! Excuse me, I am not getting old, I am still quite capable! Just…” Looking at her face, her request was innocent. The memories of that one damn moment, though. Of the loss… but her face. He couldn’t disappoint her yet while she still loved Daddy. The man smiled, “Put on clothes that will blend in with the home. Then I’ll get you suited with supplies.” Pip barely finished before Tiptoe squealed, squeezing him tight before running back to her room and quietly shutting the door. “…What am I gonna do with you, kid?”

#g/t #g/t writing #borrowers #my ocs

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niragis-thot · 2 years ago

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Niragi’s Favorite Toy

Part Four

Part One [X]

Part Two [X] 🌶️

Part Three [X]

Niragi X female reader

Warnings: CNC, Dubious consent, smut, knife play, gun kink, and manipulative relationship in future chapters, basically everything you would expect from Niragi. Warning for threats of violence in this chapter

You woke up the next morning wondering where you were. It had been a while since you had woken up in a bed, and the events of last night had come back to you. The day had started off as just another trying to survive the endless death games, then Niragi Suguru happened. You had teamed up with the tall, handsome man with black eyes that seemed to pierce your soul. In the heat of the moment you had a passionate hookup followed by him coercing you to go with him back to the beach.

It was almost laughable how dramatic he had been. Who in their right mind would have said no the most attractive man you had seen in the borderlands offering to take them to the only place that had electricity and running water. Either this guy had never looked at himself in a mirror, or he just got off on ordering people around. Your bet was on the latter.

He emerged from the bathroom without his shirt on. It was the first time you were able to get a good look at his body. Despite being skinny he was still muscular. He had that arrogant walk as he made his way over to the bed. He cocked his head to the side and devoured you with his eyes, and you were dying to know what was going through his head.

“What are you thinking about?” You said softly.

“Just how I’m going to violate every inch of your body.”

You hadn’t even known this man for 24 hours yet you felt desperate to feel his touch again. You leapt up and closed the gap between you. With how little your bikini covered you could feel his warm skin against yours right away as he pulled you in by your waist. Your hands got lost in his silky black hair as your lips collided. The kiss was needy and ferocious. When he finally broke away you started to leave a trail of kisses down his chest until you were kneeling in front of him.

“Are you gonna be a good girl for me?” He asked while you undid the button on his pants.

You nodded as you pulled out his cock. You circled the head with your tongue. He let out a gasp and you kept teasing him.

Before you had time to take all of him in there was a knock at the door. “Hatter is ready for her.”

“Great fucking timing” Niragi groaned.

His mood didn’t stay sour though. He put his hand on your shoulder as you entered the crowded lobby and drew you in, “Now everyone is going to know that you’re mine”

“Oh, I don’t know, maybe they’ll just think I got the bruises from the game” you teased while taking the chance to squeeze his butt.

“Keep acting naughty in public and I’m going to have to punish you tonight.”

“If you keep threatening me with a good time I’ll have to keep behaving badly.”

You noticed how everyone rushed to get out of your way. They all avoided looking directly at Niragi, although a few people took a quick second glance when they saw you with him. It seemed like people were afraid of him.

One man apparently hadn’t seen him coming through and accidentally backed into him. When he turned around and saw exactly who it was he panicked. “I’m so sorry Niragi,” he trembled “I didn’t know it was you.”

Niragi’s expression went cold, and he lowered the gun from his shoulder. When he took a step forward the man flinched and covered his head.

Niragi immediately threw his head back and began to laugh. “You should have seen the look on your face”

The man looked up in shock, but Niragi was already walking away with his hand planted firmly on your lower back.

Your heart raced. You should be trying to get away. Electricity and running water be damned. But there was something about being this close to a dangerous man that lit up a fire within you.

Your meeting with Hatter was in a hotel conference room. You recognized Aguni and Last Boss there, but there were also were several new faces. A man with long hair and wearing a kimono style robe over swim trunks greeted you. “Welcome Y/N, to our oasis known as the beach. I am your leader Hatter.”

He gave you the rundown of all the rules, then unveiled the wall of cards. “This is our hope. If we unite, then we can collect every card. I have reliable sources that say for every deck of cards we collect one person will be returned to our world.”

“How do you pick who gets to go?” You had seen so many people in the crowds. Surely collecting enough cards for everyone to return would be impossible.

“Here at the beach we have a rank system. Every time a player returns home or someone dies everyone will move up one rank.” He walked closer to you “Niragi says that he wishes to recruit you to the militant corps. Those who protect our oasis from the ones who seek to undermine our cause will be greatly rewarded.”

Your role if you became a militant was becoming more clear. You weren’t here to break up fights or whatever ‘keeping the peace’ had implied. You were here to make sure everyone continued to collect cards for this cult leader. That part hadn’t exactly been explained to you. “I understand.” You said.

“Next we need the executive council to assess your performance in the games. Do you have a specialty? Which type of games best suit you?”

Niragi came over and leaned against your shoulder, “Oh she’s a hearts player. This girl is ruthless.”

“Excellent. We’ll have Mira observe her in tonight’s game then.”

Niragi scoffed, “Mira? No way am I trusting that freak with her. I’ll take her to the game myself.”

“We’ll need someone who can give a completely unbiased opinion Niragi, and since you’re already trying to induct her into the militants it should be a different person.”

Niragi took a step forward, giving Hatter an angry glare a few inches away from his face.

Hatter glanced to his right.

“Niragi let it go.” Aguni commanded. “You knew the rules when you brought her here.”

He backed off. “Fine, but I want Last Boss to go with them.”

The girl in the black swim suit cover up just giggled, seemingly unbothered by Niragi’s comments, “I’d be delighted to observe in tonight’s games. I always find hearts players so interesting.”

“It’s settled then” Hatter said and stretched out his arms “Now go out and enjoy the beach.”

Back in his room Niragi was giving his two cents about the beach rules, “I don’t buy into that bullshit Hatter says about the cards.” Niragi said. “None of us are getting out of here.”

“Why are you working for him then?”

“Because I’m playing as many games as I can before I die princess, and this is the best place for that.” He rummaged through one of the drawers. “I’m not gonna be one of those drunk idiots at the pool living in fear of a laser.”

He found what he was looking for in the drawer and grinned at you, “close your eyes. I’ve got a surprise for you.”

You did, and then you felt cold metal against your neck. You held your breath.

“I want you to take this to your game tonight.”

You opened your eyes back up and saw he looked deep in thought as he traced the knife over your neck. Like he was pondering what he could do to you with it.

“I thought our agreement was that I would get a gun.” You stepped back and crossed your arms.

Niragi just laughed, “you think Aguni is stupid enough to give people guns on their first day here?” He took a step forward not letting you get any distance away from him. “If you use it to get away from the beach the Militants will have to hunt you down, and I’ll be disappointed that I wasn’t done having fun with my new plaything yet.”

“Can I at least get some better clothes to wear to the game?”

His radio crackled to life, “Niragi, we found cards in room 256. What should we do with him.”

“Get him placed on my team tonight. I’ll make sure he doesn’t come back from the game. And get me the info on everyone he played with last time. I’ll investigate them.”

Another reality check for the day. It was setting in hard now that what you had been told was only one percent of the job description. Killing in the games was one thing, you had to do it to survive. But you couldn’t bring yourself to comfortable with the idea of killing someone outside of them.

You’re not doing this to support Hatter’s cult, you told yourself. You’re doing this to get the resources you need to survive the games.

You had felt infatuated enough to put your own safety on the line pursuing this man, but knowing everyone around you would be on the line too made you feel dread.

He clearly could sense your discomfort because he wrapped his arms around you. It felt so conflicting. That he was the source of your dread, but you also wanted to sink into him and let him be your comfort. He began to stroke your face and then tilted your chin up to look into his eyes, “in this world you can be the hunter or the prey, and while everyone else lives in terror, we’ll be the ones that thrive.”

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Niragi hoped he’d catch one of the suspects in their room. The morning’s meeting had really pissed him off and he was hoping to he wouldn’t have to wait until the games to blow off some steam. The man had a way of making his bad moods everyone else’s problem.

He could have assigned one of the militants to search the rooms while the inhabitants were off to the games, but he really wanted a direct confrontation. A couple weeks ago when Hatter had declared anyone who hid cards a traitor he had been in his element. Every day was a new chapter in his reign of terror.

But now fear was keeping most people in line, and patrolling had become much more dull. Last Boss had pitched the idea of a public execution, let people see firsthand what the consequences are. He had liked the idea at the time. The panic and fear in the lobby had been delicious. The way that people looked at the two of them after that day just reinforced how much he loved the power he had here.

Watching people loose hope as they begged for there lives ignited him, pleading that Hatter wouldn’t let him get away with this.

“Oh hun,” he had told one woman “Hatter ordered this.”

But now he regretted it. Between that, and strict enforcement of collecting card when cars returned from the games his job was growing a bit more dull. He was lucky if they found a single traitor in a day. People trying to escape once they learned the dark secrets of this place still happened. But his insatiable lust for violence and control always wanted more.

He also was looking forward to see how Y/N would perform at her first job. He knew what you were capable of. He had seen that fire in you when you killed, and he wanted to see if he could draw that dark side out of you again. He could feel an uncomfortable tightness in his pants when he thought about inflicting terror together.

He wasn’t going to ask you to kill any traitors just yet, but he wanted to see if he could start slowly pushing you in that direction.

It made him realize what bored him about most one night stands at the beach. He had no trouble getting laid. There were plenty of girls who were attracted to him enough to disregard his reputation for a few hours. He had thought about how with the power he had here wouldn’t be difficult to make a girl stay with him to satisfy his desires whenever he needed.

But now he saw what always felt missing from that equation. He wanted an accomplice, someone twisted like him, and he felt like he could manipulate you down the same dark path that he was headed.

And if you refused to play his games, well there were new girls entering the borderlands every day.

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You arrived at one of the room numbers you were given to check, and began to listen. “I don’t think anyone’s in here,” you whispered to Niragi.

He still raised his gun at the entryway while you opened the door. The room was empty. You both began to systematically search the entire place. You checked obvious places like drawers, but also checking to see if there were any more creative ways of hiding them. After finding nothing you moved on to the next one. This time you could hear a person humming inside. “I’m going in” Niragi told you. “Block the door so he can’t get out.”

Your role didn’t end up being necessary. It only took one hit from Niragi’s rifle to put him on the floor. You grabbed the duct tape out of your bag while Niragi dragged him into the chair.

Niragi had made it very clear what your role would be one the suspect was secure.

“There’s only two outcomes sweetheart.” He had told you. “You get him to talk and no one has to die. Or you fail to make him talk and I have to kill him.”

You once again found yourself wishing you could fast forward to the future. To just skip past what had to be none next. You didn’t think you were capable of torture, but if you didn’t Niragi was fine with just shooting him. And the lingering thought, if you do what he wanted, then you could say goodbye to the chance of ever becoming a militant and having a weapon for the games. What would happen then? If you were tossed aside, defenseless, trapped in a madman’s cult until the games killed you.

Your plan was to try and scare him without having to inflict any serious injuries. Just think of it as another game, and those were your clear conditions.

The man screamed and thrashed about to try and get loose.

“Calm down,” Niragi said while circling the chair. “I just want to talk.” There was a sarcastic tone to his voice. Anyone who had been at the Beach long enough knew that Niragi wasn’t known for ‘just talking’ to captives. “You’ve had some pretty close contact with a traitor recently. Anything you have to tell us about that.”

The man froze up. He clearly knew that there was no fair trial here, and anything he said to Niragi could be twisted against him.

“It’d be a shame if my girl had to hurt you.”

You felt a pang of shame when the words “my girl” made your heart flutter. If only they had been in a different context.

He turned to look at you and that was your cue to take over. You smiled at him as you approached the captive. “Niragi darling I need you to help with something.”

“Of course.”

“Make sure he doesn’t bite me.”

Niragi grabbed the man’s face and pried his mouth open.

You grabbed the man’s tongue and then nicked it with your pocket knife. “I don’t want to cut off any appendages since you might need them in the next game, but you don’t need your tongue. Especially if you don’t like talking anyways.”

He started to scream again, but you kept the knife in place.

“No one’s coming to save you. Last Boss is patrolling this floor so if someone was stupid enough to try they would have to get through both him and Niragi.”

You took the knife out and asked Niragi to let go.

“So which is it? Are you going to tell us everything you know, or are you going to make me cut your tongue off?”

“I never took any cards. You can search everything. But, if I tell you what happen will you let me go.”

“If you tell me, then Niragi doesn’t kill you on the spot. I think that’s a generous offer.”

“He had them from before the new rule about traitors. He even told me that he wanted to turn them in, but was scared he would be killed. He told us that at the last game. I don’t know anything else. Please let me go.”

“Unfortunately we can’t do that.” Niragi said. “Wouldn’t want anyone to skip town before we can question them if you decide to talk about this.” Right before the two of you exited the room he looked back. “Aguni will decide what to do with you.”

Outside Niragi was beaming at you with pride, and no matter how uncomfortable you felt about what had just happened, you couldn’t deny that there was some part of you that liked his backhanded compliments. “Cutting a guys tongue out, that’s pretty fucked up huh?”

“Well it worked.”

“Do a worse job next time. I wanted to have more fun with him.”

“What is going to happen to him now?”

“I think I want to let him go.”

You were so taken aback by that answer that you completely stopped in your tracks, “that’s oddly kind of you.”

Niragi laughed. “There’s nothing altruistic about it princess. The guy’s clearly got loose lips, and I like the idea that he’ll tell people what you’ve been up to.”

When the sirens started sounding players gathered in the lobby. You were given the number for Mira’s team, along with Last Boss, and one other girl. “Stay close to Last Boss,” Niragi told you sternly before going to find his own team.

You saw him casually talking to his teammates like nothing was wrong, and wondered which one he was supposed to ensure never came back.

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Going to the games as a team felt so different. It had been explained that teams would have players from multiple specialties to give the best odds for survival. Mira was a hearts player, Last Boss was spades, and the girl you hadn’t met before, Rin, was diamonds.

You couldn’t let your guard down too much though. You had heard rumors of people coming out as the only survivor of higher level games. Some of them sounded so random that skill didn’t seem to matter. All you had to do was stand in the wrong spot and it was over.

Mira put her hand on your shoulder as you followed the lights to the game arena. “Try to relax, games are meant to be fun.”

You started to see why Niragi hadn’t wanted to leave you with Mira, yet she was almost sounding like him.

You had entered a sort of tunnel which was filled with wood and debris. Staying close to Last Boss felt strange everything about his appearance, from the tattoos to the way he hunched over while walking, said that he wanted people to be afraid of him. But somehow you felt confident knowing that you wouldn’t be on your own this time.

The door behind you now had those red lasers barring it, preventing anyone from trying to escape. The automated voice announced that this was a three of spades game, and as it did a fire erupted from a car partway down the tunnel.

“Clear condition: escape the tunnel before it is engulfed in flames.”

Mira turned to you, “Isn’t this exciting, what are you going to do.”

“We can’t wait we have to run,” but as you turned you remembered something, “No it’s a trick. The tunnel is on a downward slope. Anyone running away from the fire could be suffocated by rising smoke.”

“Hey everyone, we have to go down,” you yelled as you grabbed Mira’s and the girl’s hand and started pulling in the other direction. Hopefully people had heard but there was no time to go back for them. “The fire is going to become impassable quickly.”

Your lungs burned as you attempted to run, trying to speed up but the debris made sprinting at full speed impossible. You crouched lower as you went along trying to gasp for breathable air below the smoke. It was becoming different to see, both from the smoke filling the air, and how much it stung to open your eyes. You felt the wall to guide your way. You held Mira’s hand behind you to try and keep the group together, but you didn’t quite feel comfortable reaching out to Last Boss in front of you.

Once you got a ways past the bus you looked back. The flames stretched from wall to wall. No one left on the other side was getting through.

You paused to cough for a moment, but knew you had to keep going. You needed to reach the edge of the debris because the inferno was going to spread quickly.

When you did you realized that you weren’t out of the tunnel yet. There was no announcement that the game had been cleared. You grabbed the knife out of your pocket not sure what the game would throw at you next. Your visibility had improved a bit and you could see there were about three other survivors outside of your group.

“Everyone ready to run again?” You asked, but as the four of you began jogging you heard a scream. You turned to see a Hyena ripping a woman apart. Two more were approaching. You stood behind Last Boss who had his Katana drawn.

You kept backing up, the heat behind you was unbearable, but you knew your weapon would be next to useless against these beasts, and one could probably eat you in the time it took Last Boss to fight the others. You lost your footing for a second and looked down to see a branch from the debris. It gave you an idea. You ripped off the branch and wrapped your hoodie around it.

Your body screamed at you not to get any closer to the fire. Just being close to it made you feel like you might melt away. But you managed to get the shirt into the flames.

You ran back to join Last Boss. It was just in time because the Hyenas had lost interest in the corpses of the other group. You waved your torch hoping you could scare them off if you made yourself look big, but there was something wrong about the animals here. It was like they programed to only be able to attack. They also seemed larger than they should be as well.

They charged, and you braced yourself. One leaped at you, and you brought up you torch to shove it in the hyena’s mouth. It screeched and backed away. As it attacked again, Last Boss lunged at it and impaled the beast. The third hyena rushed past and tackled Rin. You ran to hit its head to try and keep it from biting the girl’s face. You knew it wouldn’t do much but hoped it would buy her a few seconds. When last Boss impaled it, the animal collapsed on Rin.

The three of you had to work to push it off of her. All three animals were on the ground dying now, and you were able to finally keep running.

When the “game cleared” announcement came on you just sat down right there in the road exhausted. Your lungs burned, your eyes watered, your legs were sore, and when your hand brushed against your arm you felt something sticky. You looked down and noticed you had gotten several large scratches on your arm. Now that the rush of battle was wearing off they were starting to sting.

Last Boss stood next to you and stared into the tunnel. “Doesn’t it feel amazing. To have stared death in the eye, and have emerged on the other side.”

It was probably the most words you had ever heard him speak, “it really is something.”

Mira chimed in, “every day back in your world people try to not think about how close we always are to death, the only difference here is we can’t ignore it. It’s so interesting to see how people react to that.”

Back in the car you leaned against the door and relaxed. The cool night air felt amazing after the ordeal you just went through. Without having to think about immediate survival anymore you found your thoughts drifting back to Niragi. The way he walked like he owned the entire world, the way you felt like you could melt when he looked at you, the way his piercing felt when he touched you.

You blushed realizing how dirty your thoughts were becoming. You knew you shouldn’t let yourself get attached. You barely knew him, and quite frankly none of what you did know was good. He was mean, violent, and controlling with no good qualities to balance any of that out. On top of that he didn’t seem like the type for commitment. The way he referred to you, his toy, his plaything, was like he owned you. And he could discard you as soon as a new shiny doll showed up.

‘But shouldn’t I get to enjoy it while it lasts.’

Outside of her weird behavior Mira really was a nice teammate to have. after the game she had some bottles water and bandages to clean up your wounds. You felt lucky to only have one injury with how badly the other girl had been scratched up. It was hard to tell how much blood was from her wounds or the hyena’s. Then your thoughts were interrupted when she pulled over and handed everyone flashlights. “Pick out anything you want!” She exclaimed. You all went inside the convenience store. It was such a small thing, but you knew that at the beach, no one but members of the Militant and Provisional Corps were ever allowed to leave. So a little shopping trip must be nice for Rin who could only get out on game days.

You had just picked out some matcha Kit Kat bars when she pulled you aside. Looking around to make sure no one was close enough to hear she whispered to you, “I wouldn’t usually be stupid enough to speak up about this around him, but you just saved my life.” She looked over her back again. “Be careful around Niragi. I promise that whatever you’ve seen from him, he can get much worse. He’s hurt a lot of people. Just a week ago, someone said they saw a girl run out of his room screaming”

“Thank you,” you said. “But, I don’t think I’m allowed to leave.”

There wasn’t time to talk anymore you could hear that Last Boss was close by again. So you returned to filling a shopping bag with little treats. You felt a little guilty, that Rin had put her safety on the line to warn you, but you planned to keep heading towards the red flags anyways.

♠️♥️♣️♦️

Back at the Beach Mira stopped you as you were getting out of the car, “I’d like to talk to you about the six of hearts game, sometime soon. Back in your world I was a Psychiatrist, so if you ever need someone to confide in I’m here.”

Your world that was the second time you heard her refer to it that way.

You practically ran into the lobby back at the Beach. You looked around, hoping to see the tall, dark haired man with a rifle propped on his shoulder. You were a little disappointed when he was no where to be seen, and decided to go up to the second floor balcony to get a better look.

You looked down at the crowd of people. There were people hugging and screaming, glad to see their friends had made it back alive. Others stared at the entrance with dread. One was crying while receiving news of a friend who hadn’t made it back.

As you looked for him an idea was forming in your mind. Niragi’s words from earlier were playing in your mind, ‘in this world you can be the hunter or the prey.’ And you only wanted to be prey if it was his prey.

If it was the thrill of the hunt he was after, you would deliver it to him.

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warmaidensrevenge · 2 years ago

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Always seen you.

Pairing: Eddie x Insecure!Fem plus size reader

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

A/N: Hey there. Welcome to my little series. This is part 6. This gets just a touch sad. So just a warning. If you're interested in reading the previous parts. Use the link above and you will find them. As always. Thanks for reading. Feedback is greatly appreciated. Kay love you bye.

Warnings: 18+ Language, fluff, angst, heartache, slow burn, male masturbation, talk of underage sex, mention of slight grooming, eventual smut and not proof read and no word count.

Summary: The boy of your dreams is always just out of reach. If only you could get over yourself to see that he sees you too.

Part 6

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You started to wake up. You were super groggy but it was a really good nap. You thought that Eddie coming over was a dream. A very good dream.

But then you heard snoring. You opened your eyes and you were facing the wall.

Oh my God!

He was here. Eddie was in your bed. Spooning you. It wasn't a fever dream.

Then you felt it. Your heart started to race and your stomach flipped.

Eddie Munson had a boner.

Holy shit!

He was holding you so close that you could feel it on your bottom. Sure you knew guys get morning wood. And Eddie was a guy. But also you were a girl. A teenage girl for that matter. Your libido was always on high alert. And it only got worse when you were with Eddie.

Yes you had sex before, but that was a long time ago. And it's not like you didn't touch yourself at the thought of a celebrity or two. However, you were not so experienced in that department. And this was definitely new to you.

You felt a warmth between your legs from him being so close. His steady breathing gave you goosebumps. His arm holding on to you sent your body into overdrive.

What do I do?

You want to just lay there until he woke up. But at the same time you wanted to move.

Out of nowhere your body decided for you. You should have been stronger than your need to move. It was wrong. Eddie was asleep. But you did it. You moved.

You slowly rolled your hips feeling his erection more and more. You body trembled at the fact. You let out a shaky breath as you rolled your hips again.

You suddenly came to a stop when you heard Eddie moan. He held you tighter and pushed harder against you.

Your eyes rolled back. As you rolled your hips once more.

Fu-

You couldn't. You had to stop. This wasn't right. You guys were friends.

So you did. You waited for a few minutes until you heard him snoring again.

You silently slipped out of his arms, grabbed your glasses and crept out of the room. Shutting the door behind you. When you turned to go to the bathroom, you saw your brother at the end of the hallway. Smirking while eating something. You shook your head and brought a finger to your lips. Letting him know to be quiet.

He beamed a smile at you before disappearing into the kitchen.

When you got to the bathroom you sighed.

" What the fuck is the matter with you?!" You scolded yourself.

You cleaned the mess that was between your legs and washed your hands.

" He's just your friend." You said " He doesn't want more."

When you went back to your room Eddie was stretching out across your bed. His bulge was restricted in his jeans. But it was clear as day. He was hard as a rock.

You quickly looked away and went to your dresser. You were suddenly so damn hot, that you wanted to change.

Eddie caught that and he smirked. But then when he sat up he saw what you were blushing at. He immediately adjusted himself.

He looked back at you and you pulled your hair tie out and shook your hair. You then proceeded to take off your baggy shirt revealing your undershirt. Eddie could make out your raised nipples in the vanity mirror and his dick throbbed.

" umm can I use the bathroom?"

"Of course Munson. You know where it is." You said not looking at him.

He got up and practically ran to the bathroom. The second he closed the door he locked it and turned on the faucet. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them and his boxers down in record time. He lifted the bottom of his Hellfire shirt and held onto it with his mouth. After he put one hand on the wall and leaned over the toilet.

He started stroking himself slowly at first. He hung his head. This was a new low for him. But he didn't care. He needed to cum. He just saw something that he couldn't ignore now.

His gripped himself tighter. He closed his eyes and saw you. Saw how perfect your lips were and how your hair fell down. He pictured your nipples and quietly grunted your name.

His release came quickly. He didn't need much for it to happen. Just the thought of you was more than enough.

He made a small mess on his stomach. He cleaned up quickly and hurried out of the bathroom. He didn't want you to think he was taking a shit or anything.

He thought he got it all out of his system. But the moment he saw you sitting in your bed in a short sleeve band shirt and shorts with your knees bent so that you could use your thick thighs as a table had him getting a chubby again. You were tapping your foot to Black Sabbath that he noticed you put on and chewing on your pencil.

God he wished he was that pencil. Or even the book on your lap. He adjusted again and thought of something else. It was hard because you never looked so pretty. But he managed.

" Uhh sweetheart."

You turned your head and pushed your glasses up, taking the pencil out of your mouth.

" Yeah?" You said before tugging your bottom lip.

Yeah. Eddie had to get out of there for a little while.

He looked everywhere but at you. Grabbing his jacket to cover himself.

" Are you hungry?"

You looked at the clock. It was almost 10 pm. You never ate past 7. You were a little hungry...okay really fucking hungry. But you shouldn't.

" Umm no. I'm okay." You tried to sound convincing.

" Y/n? Now you wouldn't be lying to me would you?"

You looked away. He knew you were fibbing.

"Okay I'm gonna get you soup."

You swallowed. You knew it was no use arguing with him. He would always get his way with you even if he didn't know that. You leaned over and pulled out a can of soup he brought.

"Nah. Nope. You sweetheart, get fresh soup. Benny's should still be open. I'll get him to whip you up some chicken noodle-"

" Munson no-"

" Sorry sweetheart but I'm going. Kinda want pizza."

You sighed and watched him put on his shoes. You didn't want him to go. But you couldn't be selfish.

He went to you and gave you a quick hug before taking off.

He shouldn't have done that. Now he really needed to rub another one out.

When he left you slumped your shoulders. You missed him already. You closed your eyes shaking off your need to be in his arms again.

This was getting to be too much for you. You were in love with him. And it didn't help when he was so damn sweet all the time. Doing things and saying things that make you feel like he wanted you too. If he did. Why hasn't he tried to kiss you? When you guys did the Rocky three scene. He was going to. But since then. Nothing.

You sighed again and focused on your assignments.

" Hey loser."

You looked towards the door.

" What's up?"

Your brother narrowed his eyes at you. He knew something was wrong. You always called him something. He shrugged it off, thinking it was just because you were sick.

" Just seeing how you're doing. You looked real comfy snuggled against your boyfriend."

" Shut up."

" What? I'm not judging. You guys looked good together."

" Yeah well we're not together so if you don't mind I have to finish this."

" Wait what? Your telling me you guys spend all your free time together and when you can't be with each other you guys talk on the phone almost every night. You guys watch movies alone all the time. And you guys are still not together? Shit y/n he brought you all that stuff and fell asleep with you. You guys always look at each other like you're hiding something. Like what the hell! You guys are fucking weird. I barely do half of that with my girl."

" Damn. You're a shitty boyfriend."

" So you admit. He's doing boyfriend things."

" Listen, we're friends... Good friends. ...That's it! That's all! There won't be anything there other than a friendship. Okay!"

"Geez! Are you sure?"

" YES!"

" Then why are you crying?"

You turned to wipe your cheek. You looked at your hand and it was wet. Yeah you had been crying.

"Why does this hurt so much?" You sniffled.

Your brother came and sat down next to you. Tossing his arm on your shoulders.

" It's okay kiddo. Sometimes being in love hurts. And I'm sorry you're hurting right now. But I promise, it won't hurt forever."

You put your head on his shoulder.

" I hope you're right. Because I don't know how long I can keep up with this facade."

" Then don't. Either tell him that you can't be his friend because you're in love with him. Or swallow it and learn to live with him just being a friend. Either way, you need to do something. Because if you don't. The next time I catch you crying over him. I'll tell him myself."

You chuckled. " No you won't."

" Bet."

" You suck you know?" You frowned.

He got up and headed out the room.

" Yeah I know. But you love me anyways."

The dork made you feel better. But should you do that? Tell Eddie that you can't be his friend anymore? Or should you suck it up and move on?

No. I need him in my life.

...

When Eddie returned you were still working on your stuff. He put the pizza and soup down and went to take your books.

"Munson no. I need to finish."

" You can take a meal break. Even prisoners get dinner."

He handed you some medicine and went to grab napkins and a spoon.

He changed?

You looked at the clock and it was almost 11:30. Eddie was in flannel bottoms and a tattered band tee. It was the same band you were wearing with a different logo. His sleeves were cut off and his was well worn. Was he spending the night? He didn't say that. Or even ask. Not like you would say no if he did. But still. This was really difficult for you. Him being so close.

What am I gonna do?

" Alright sweetheart. Let's watch a movie while we eat. What do you want to watch?"

He held up three movies. You picked The Breakfast Club. You hadn't seen it yet so you were excited.

Eddie went to put it in and brought you your soup. He also gave you a brand new cold 7up.

" I want all that gone by the end of the movie." He ordered.

You shook your head and scooted over so he could sit with you. He got his food and coke and got comfortable again next to you. He pulled out a slice of pizza and was about to chomp down. Before he did he smiled at you.

" Eat." He nodded towards the foam cup.

You brought the container to your mouth and brought the spoon up to your lips blowing it gently before eating it.

" Mmmm" you hummed. The warm broth soothed your throat.

" I know right! Benny makes the best chicken noodle soup."

As the movie played you guys ate in silence. That was until Bender made his appearance.

" Look Munson. It's you. Down to the chain wallet."

He chuckled. " Ehh. I'm cooler. More metal."

"Definitely."

You guys sat and watched. Making small comments throughout the movie. You honestly felt a lot like Brian. No one really paid attention to you and you always felt so much pressure from parents. It was actually heartbreaking.

When the scene came up about Brian bringing a gun to school. You stop talking and listen. Then you felt a tear escape and rolled down your cheek.

Eddie got up and took the empty box of pizza and your empty cup and put them on the desk. When he came back he put his arm around you and pulled you closer to him.

When he saw you crying he knew he had to hold you. This whole time he was thinking about it. But that scene almost made him cry too.

As he held you he wondered if that's how you felt. Not the whole, bring a gun to school. But that whole thing about his parents and all that shit with school. Did you not tell him everything about your parents? Was it really that bad? It must have been since you were crying.

After that scene you laughed. Making his heart leap.

" Que the music montage." You said wiping away your tears.

Eddie chuckled.

When the movie finished you were silently crying again.

Eddie got up again and turned off the movie.

" What's wrong sweetheart?" He said standing near the bed.

" Nothing it's just not really a happy ending is it?"

" What do you mean?"

You got up and he followed you to the bathroom. You opened up the cupboard and pulled out a brand new toothbrush for him.

" I mean. We didn't see if it works out with Andy and Alison or with Bender and Claire."

You grabbed the tooth paste and put on a small amount before you started brushing your teeth. Handing the tube to him after.

" I mean Bender got the girl. And Andy got to kiss Alison. So I think they lived happily ever after."

You smiled making a little bit of tooth paste come out the corner of your mouth. You licked it off and spit. Turning on the sink to rinse it down.

" Yeah. But what about Brian? He didn't have anyone at the end." You continued to brush after you asked the question.

Eddie spit too. Doing the same thing you did.

" I don't think he needed anyone. What he needed was to learn not to take school that serious. And I choose to also believe he really did have a Canadian girlfriend after all. And when he graduated and ran away with her."

You grinned at each other and finished up. You both went back to bed and laid there talking some more.

" I know this is random... but are you a virgin?"

Eddie looked at you with wide eyes. Did you really just ask him that?

" Uhh no...why?"

" I was just wondering."

"Are-are you?"

You turned your face from his and looked up to the ceiling.

" Well no."

" No?"

" I may be a nerd but I have had sex Eddie."

Eddie chuckled. " Who was the guy?"

" Don't make fun of me." You turned to look at him

" I won't."

You swallowed. " Johnathan Beyers"

Eddie furrowed his brow. " I thought he was with Nancy Wheeler."

" Oh he is. This happened when we were fifteen."

"Fifteen?!"

" Shhh."

" Sorry." He whispered. Fifteen! That's a little young don't you think?"

" Well sure. But you're not judging me are you Munson?"

" No. No. It's just... fifteenth. That's crazy. Why did you do it so soon?"

" umm I was at math camp one summer. It was the summer where the girls started coming in." You pointed at your boobs. " And even though I was chubby then too. Guys want to touch them. And one time this kid got real handsy during a campfire. Johnathan came to my rescue. He was always so nice to me. So one night I asked him and he said yeah."

" oof...Fucking kids!"

You giggled. " It's in the past."

No one wants to touch me now.

" So was that the only time you and Johnny boy did that?"

" Yeah. It was awkward after. So we didn't do it again."

Eddie laid on his back, putting both hands behind his head and nodded.

" Have any suitors now?"

"Not at the moment."

" Why?"

" I think you know why."

Eddie turned his head to look at you. You were looking down. He wondered if you noticed that you were playing with the hem of his shirt.

" I'm sorry."

" It's cool. Parents huh?"

" Yeah. They can really suck sometimes." He said looking away.

He closed his eyes and wished you would hold him.

Eddie didn't really think about what would happen if you guys started to date. Would you guys have to sneak around? Would he always have to climb in and out your window? He honestly hated doing that with the older ladies. He also thought what would your parents do if they found out you two were together and you refused to break up with him. Would they kick you out? If they did you could live with him. Would they make you move away? Wouldn't matter. He would find you. Or what if you did agree to break up with him? Would you break his heart like that? Or would you fight for him?

"Eddie?"

He opened his eyes and looked up at the ceiling.

" Hmm."

" When did you lose your virginity?"

" Uhhh.. last year."

" Really?"

" Yup." He sighed.

" That's hard to believe?"

" What do you mean?"

Don't you dare! You told yourself.

" Well I mean...come on Eddie. You're beautiful."

Dammit!

He turned his face and saw you blushing and biting your lip again.

" umm no one's ever called me beautiful before sweetheart.'

" Well you are. I can't imagine anyone thinking differently."

Eddie smirked to himself. That was really nice of you to say.

"So why did you wait so long?" You tried to get back on the subject.

"Well if I could have sex soon I would have."

" Wait huh?" You said leaning on your elbow.

Your throat was a little itchy. So you coughed a little. Eddie quickly leaned over and grabbed you a couch drop from you night stand.

" Thank you." You opened it and popped it in your mouth.

Eddie grabbed the wrapper and tossed it in the trash next to your dresser. He looked at the ceiling again.

" So?"

He cleared his throat. He didn't want to tell you. He was afraid you wouldn't like him anymore. But he had to tell you. Especially after you just told him about your first time. And confessed that you thought he was beautiful.

" Uhh y-yeah. Mrs. Clark made sure I was eighteen before...well you know."

Your mouth fell open then closed. "You-'

You needed a second. That wasn't the answer you were expecting.

" Mrs Clark? From down the block?"

He nodded.

You were quiet for a minute. You couldn't believe this. It was way too funny.

When you started to laugh Eddie was confused.

You laid back down laughing your ass off. Holding onto your ribs. Eddie propped himself up to look down at you.

You quickly looked at his face and laughed even harder. Covering your mouth to quiet yourself a little.

" It's not that funny."

You looked at him again. "oh yes it is."

" How?"

You wiped your tears away and calmed yourself down. Not by much though.

" You're... you're the brown eye buck?"

Eddie hung his head.

" Oh my god!" You laughed again.

If Eddie wasn't so embarrassed he probably would have laughed too.

" So you heard about me?"

You saw that he wasn't laughing. So you immediately stopped.

" Eddie I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

" No it's cool. It just figures that you would hear that about me."

" What? No. I actually wasn't supposed to hear it."

He looked back at you.

" See I was shopping with my mom and we ran into Mrs Clark. My mom told me to try on something so that they could talk. Well they were talking a little too loud and I heard Mrs Clark call her new beu that."

Eddie shook his head and palmed his forehead. " God that's so embarrassing."

" Why?"

" Because. You shouldn't have heard that."

" Why? Do you think I wouldn't want you to be my friend or something?"

" I-I don't know."

" Dude. I don't care. To each their own."

You did actually mean that. You didn't feel upset that Eddie slept with an older married woman. However you did feel a bit sad for him. He was practically groomed.

Eddie was quiet. He wasn't expecting that reaction from you. Well the initial reaction and then the following one. He half expected you to tell him to get the hell out. But you didn't. Why?

"Did she force you?"

Now he got it. You were worried about him.

" No. It was mutual."

That's good.

"So umm... Are you still sleeping with her?"

" No. Not sleeping with anyone at the moment."

" Oh. Good. You deserve better than that."

" Well I don't know."

" Hush child. You do."

Eddie smiled. " What about you? Any guys I should be worried about?"

What!?

" I mean. Whose ass do I have to kick if they break your heart?"

" Oh don't worry your pretty head about me. I can take care of myself."

" Oh so there is someone." He tried not to sound too happy.

He knew you liked him. He just had to get you to admit it. Then he would finally go for it.

You didn't say anything. You didn't want to say no. And you didn't want to blurt out that he has no one to worry about because you wanted him and only him.

" Sweetheart....you gotta tell me who it is. Who's in your bed when no one's looking?"

You.

You remained quiet.

" Who is it sweetheart?"

GOD DAMNIT IT'S YOU!

You pressed your lips together without saying a word.

" Oh Kay. I see how it is....I gotta torture you to get information."

" Wha-"

Eddie jumped to his knees and started tickling you. You tried to fight back but he was really strong and well you were sick.

" Eddieeeee. Stooopp."

" Nope. Tell me sweetheart....you gotta tell me who."

" Eddieeee" you whine in a fit of giggles.

" Common. Tell me."

You opened your mouth but started coughing really bad. Eddie let up and helped you sit up.

"Shit y/n! I'm sorry I didn't mean..."

He rubbed your back until you stopped coughing. For a second there he forgot that you were sick.

" I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so rough."

You shook your head. " No. You weren't rough. Just still sick."

You laid back down. This time you pulled his arm over your stomach and started to caress it.

" Honestly. There's no one. I haven't been with anyone since Johnathan."

" Yeah? Why?"

" I uhh don't know actually."

Eddie stood quiet. It took everything he had to not confess how he felt.

" You know. I like having you here. You make me feel like I can tell you everything."

Well almost everything.

" You make me happy Eddie. And I'm really glad we're friends."

Oh and I love you.

" Me too." Eddie whispered.

You were quiet for a minute until a thought came across your mind.

" Didn't you have a campaign today?"

" Yeah. But I cancelled it."

" Why did you do that?"

"Because...you needed me."

" You shouldn't have. I would have been fine."

" I'm sure you would've. But, I needed to know that you were okay."

You smiled to yourself. Maybe he does like you.

" Hey. I forgot to ask. Can I spend the night?"

A small laugh left your lips. " I'll think about it."

Eddie chuckled and pulled you closer. You continued to run your fingers up and down his arm.

You guys laid like that all night. Nothing else needed to be said. You both liked this. It was an intimacy neither one of you had before. But never knew you needed. So instead of ruining it by filling the silence, you guys just laid there. Enjoy each other's company.

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xxemosceneacidscumxx · 7 months ago

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Jeff the killer x FEM! Reader

~A Blinkless Gaze~ first half of Part five

(Song:Brackish by Kittie) (WARNING: PT 5 AND 6 OF THIS IS REALLY CRINGE AND I KNOW THAT)

The next day I woke up and he was gone, I almost thought it was a dream, but the marks he left said otherwise. I got up and looked in the mirror and admired the marks that he left, I smiled as I traced a bite mark he left on my boob, suddenly there was a knock at the door. "Y/n, Y/n!" I heard mom say through the door. I panicked and threw on this really granny looking nightgown that went up to my collarbone, and then I let my hair down (sorry if yours is short, or if ur um bald 💀🔫) I opened the door, "yeah, mom?" "Me and you are going to Denny's for breakfast, remember?" "Oh yeah." "Welp, get dressed." I nodded and shut the door and I put on my black jeans (almost said skinny, but I forget not everyone wears skinny jeans 🤪), one of my graphic t's because they have a high neckline, and I fixed my hair, and went downstairs to mom. I looked around. "Where's John?" I asked puzzled. Usually he was harassing us by now. "There's a new bar, honey." "Oh." I said. "Well, let's go." I gave a nod as we headed to the car. We got in and mom started driving to Denny's. "Who was he?" I froze. "What - what're you talking about mom?" I said, heart pounding. "The guy in your room last night." Uhmmmm shit. "Don't try to lie, either." "His name isssss Tom?" She looked at me with the look that said my words weren't convincing. "Tom Johnson." Mom raised an eyebrow. "What does he look like?" Uhm oh I know! I just started describing Jeff, without the scars and such. "He has dark hair, pretty fair skinned, nice sculpted strong face, shoulder length hair, a nice thin, but not tiny nose, and blue eyes." I looked at her with a straight face because in a way I wasn't lying. "He sounds cute." "He is." I said. "Did you guys use protection?" Oops. "Uhhh no." She shot me a serious expression "did he pull out????" "I didn't want him to..." "y/n that's a dangerous thing to do" "I know..." I said feeling a little ashamed. "What if you're pregnant?!?" "Then I'll keep the baby." I said. She looked at me. "Are you sure you'd want that?" "Yeah, but I'm not pregnant sooo" "you don't know that yet." "Well I'm not." I said as we pulled up at Denny's. We went in sat down, mom ordered waffles and hash browns, I got bacon, eggs and French toast. "Jeff broke out a few days ago." I acted surprised. "Really?!?" I said sounding worried. "Yeah, damn near killed Hal, and then he killed one of the doctors." "Huh." I said. She was staring at me. "I don't know what you saw in him." "What do you mean?" "The way y'all were buddied up. You saw the way he was looking at you, he obviously wanted to do things to you. I know he was in our house last night, don't play dumb, he's not good for you." I felt myself get angry. "I don't know what you see in John, he's a stinky, ugly, lazy piece of shit, who wants nothing more than to drink up your hard earned money, and beat you so you'll sleep with him." I said looking her in the eye. "Y/n-" before she could finish I cut her off. "What? It's different somehow?? I love Jeff, and I won't love anyone else like that. Jeff loves me. We love each other." My mom looked at me in disbelief. I looked back at her nervous that I just said all that.

(I have to do this one in two parts cause it’s so long)

#just for fun #creepypasta #creepypasta smut #creepypasta x reader #cringe warning #don’t like don’t read #jeff the killer smut #jeff the killer #x female reader #x fem!reader

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doodling-doodle · 2 years ago

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A Modern Great War (PT. 8)

He must've been out for a while.

But he was in the Dark Aether.

And he was found by... someone. He woke up in a house...

And he knew that he had to hurry...

He had just woken up, and… Was in a house? His right arm was fully numb, and he tried to remember anything that happened.

He felt someone shaking him, but he didn’t respond. He heard voices. Not of the Gods, but of humans.

“Ah, there you are- oh my God!”

“You found him like this?!”

“Get him inside!”

He sat up on the table, pulling on the cuff on his arm until it snapped.

“Are any of you there…?”

“We’re all here, Sergeant.”

He got up, trying to get blood back in his arm. He was so confused…

Then the door to the room opened.

"How the fuck did you get out of the cuffs?!" American. Almost like Alex, but aged. He turned. He didn't even look like Alex. He didn't have dusty blonde hair, instead dark brown, but the blue eyes were the same.

"Don't shoot! Don't shoot, please!" He held his hands up, bracing for anything that could happen.

"Woah, hey, hey, kid, calm down. We ain't gonna hurt you."

"Your… your not?"

"No. First things first, what's your name?"

"Kyle Garrick… they call me 'Gaz'."

"You military?"

"SAS. Task Force 141."

"How'd you get here?"

"Could ask you the same. The Dark Aether is rebuilding itself. I have to stop it."

"We died. That's how we got here."

He was a little shocked. "Who are you…?"

"Tank Dempsey. USMC. I have three other people with me, out on a supply run."

"You were put on babysitting duty?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

He chuckled a little, and looked around the room. All his gear was there.

"Put your stuff on. I have questions for you."

"Rog."

He grabbed everything, and put it all on before looking in the mirror.

His eyes were purple. Not glowing, but they were a deep purple.

“What the fuck…?” He whispered.

“You’ve become Aetheric. Your not fully human anymore. Let’s hope that it doesn’t get you the point of it keeping you alive.”

“Okay…”

He just went out to the other room. It seemed like a normal safehouse.

“So… You found a portal and went through it?” Dempsey asked

“Opened a portal… I’ve been tracking down the Elder Gods for the past month. When I found Vercanna, she opened a portal for me.”

“Damn… How old are you?”

He hesitated, “Twenty-nine.”

“Rank?”

“... Sergeant.”

“Your pretty young for a Sergeant. You must be good.”

“They say so.” He leaned back on the table, and sighed.

“What’s the Task Force?”

“It’s an elite Task Force. We’ve been together for three years, four in November.”

“Damn.”

“I’ve been there since day one.”

“Who’s in charge?”

“Captain Price. I’m his second.”

“Damn! Wait, what year is it?”

He heard about this. It was in Elizabeth Grey’s report… Well, back when she was Dr. Grey. It’s Elizabeth Maxis, now.

“2023…”

He looked shocked, “I… wow… what's war like nowadays?"

“For us, its mostly terrorists and cartels.”

“Interesting… You got someone back home?”

He chuckled a little. “Back at base, yes. My partner… Actually a part of the 141. Been together nearly three years.”

“Name?”

“... Alex.”

“Alexander or Alexandrea?”

“Alexander.”

“Cute.” He chuckled, noticing Kyle blink in shock, "The others should be here soon."

He nodded, and then he heard a whistle.

"There they are." He went outside, and called out, "He woke up!"

That got them running.

"What's your name?" The German asked.

"Kyle Garrick. They call me 'Gaz'."

"Well, Gaz, how'd you end up here?"

"Back off, doc. The kid just woke up." So he was a Doctor?

“And how old is the kid?” The Russian asked.

“Twenty-nine.”

“How’d you end up here?!”

“Stop it. Both of you.”

He looked behind them both, seeing a third man, Japanese, probably, who wasn’t speaking.

“How about we just… Figure out what you need from here, then figure out how you get home.”

“That’s easy.” He chuckled a little, “The Dark Aether Elder God’s need me to… claim their power. I need to find them.”

“... Okay, well, that isn’t something you hear every day.”

“We know how to find ourselves, plaything.”

“Well I hope you do.”

“What now?” The Russian asked.

“Turn in for the night. Figure out what to do in the morning.” Dempsey replied.

“Rog. Does someone need to be on watch?”

“Yeah. I got-”

“I just slept for however long, I got it.” He got up, and watched as the others gave him a weird look.

“Roger that, Sergeant. There’s a sniper rifle on the roof.”

“Rog.” He went out, climbed the ladder, and went to the edge of the roof.

This is what Captain Mika Masaki wrote in her report. In her description of the Dark Aether. Purple hue on everything, shadowy illusions, forests, and broken down towns. "It is a place always changing. Shifting around overnight." Is what it said.

He was about to experience it.

The next day…

He had heard them moving around, and eventually the Russian, who he heard that his name was actually Nikolai, came to get him.

"Alright, Sergeant, where do we need to go?" Dempsey asked.

"Well, once I get word from them, I'll let you know."

"Come to me first, mortal. I'm not far."

"Nevermind, just heard from Norticus. He’ll probably take me right to him.”

“I will.”

“Is… Is it weird to have a voice in your head all the time?”

“When you have five, six including my own, voices in your head, yeah. And it’s worse since they can hear all the thoughts I have… So they hear about my partner a lot.”

“Ooh… yeah, that sounds rough.”

“Anyway, I’ll find him.”

“We’re coming with you.”

He was a little shocked, but nodded.

“Gear up, lets get going.”

They were ready in about two minutes. He felt a little out of place: Higher quality gear, weapons, and armor. And he wasn’t caked in blood… Yet.

They were walking around for a while, Norticus was telling him what to do and where to go.

He saw one of those illusions.

It was Alex crying his eyes out, holding the note he left against his chest.

He felt horrible.

“Kyle… Baby, please… Come back. I’m so sorry…”

“But…” He started walking towards it, “But it wasn’t your fault.”

He looked down at it again, before screaming and pounding his fists into the floor.

“No! No, Alex, please!” He started to run, but one of the others held him back.

“Why’d you have to fucking take him from me?! Why?! It’s not fucking fair!!” He looked so distruaght. Hair messy, eyes red… Wearing one of his jackets.

“Alex, please, I’m so sorry!” He collapsed, and he felt a hand on his shoulder.

“I’m getting you back, baby… I promise…”

He just sobbed as he watched the illusion disappear.

“That was Alex?” Despsey asked.

He nodded.

“Damn…”

He just stood, looking at the settling ashes.

“Mortal. I’m nearby.”

He just walked away, wiping the tears off his face.

He just wanted to forget what he saw.

He got that wish when he found Norticus.

The voice wasn't just in his head anymore, they all heard it.

"You've done well, mortal. I'm close."

He followed it.

Then found him.

"N… Norticus?"

The God turned to face him.

"You've come far, Sergeant." He stated, gesturing for him to come with him. "But I'm afraid you must go farther."

He nodded, and followed.

"How'd you know we're I was?" He asked as they walked.

"We can see through your eyes and hear through your ears. We could… take over, if we wanted too."

"But you wouldn't?"

"No. We need you."

He sighed as they stopped.

"This is where-”

"Get on with it."

He braced as Norticus turned to face him, and he fainted as he was touched by him.

As he came too, he felt something… different.

“Norticus?” He asked as he looked around.

“You took a bit of a hit to the head.”

“I can tell… what happened?"

"You have my power now. Works about the same as using my Artifact."

"Do you need it back?"

"Keep it until we destroy this place."

He nodded, and stood.

"The others will tell you when they're close. Until then, you're on your own."

"Will you still be in my head?"

"Yes."

"Okay…"

"Leave. Find the others."

He nodded, and left.

"Well?" Dempsey asked.

"It worked."

"Good. Let's get going. Back to the safe house."

They started walking back, and the whole time, he was thinking about how he would test the powers.

He went back inside with them, cleaning his knife. It was a stress reliever for him.

"Hey, kid?"

He looked up, and saw Dempsey.

"Sir?"

"Can I ask something?"

"Sure."

He sat down across from him, "that note Alex was holding? What was it?"

He froze, and put down his knife.

"It was the the note I left before I came here."

He nodded, "You said you've been together nearly three years?"

"Will be on Christmas."

He smiled.

"Did you have someone back home?"

"My parents. Back in Nevada."

"Really?"

"Where's Alex from?"

"West Virginia. We went there last year for Christmas to see his family."

He just looked happy.

"Did you have a partner? Wife?"

"Not back there."

"But?"

"That hot Jap?"

"Your with him?"

"Tak and I were really close before we got sent here. Keep in mind, the time goes different here. It was… fifty years of being here before we managed to find each other again. And… it really didn't take long for us to… get together."

"Damn, you had a longer love story than me."

"What's yours?"

He chuckled.

"So, it was 2020. I thought he was dead. It was classified that he was alive after destroying Barkov's gas factory in November of 2019. In May, I found out. We got close after that, and… He was the one that saved me from getting captured. And I started falling for him. I’ve never been in a relationship- or, after I found out I’m gay, I never got into another relationship. I just… was hoping he’d make the move.”

“Did he?”

“Funny enough, I was the one that did it. I was… about to die. Or, I thought I would. I knew that I’d never get another chance. So I told him.”

"Damn. What happened after that?"

"I was in a coma for five days, woke up on Christmas day, stayed in the hospital for another three, got out, kissed my now-boyfriend of nearly three years by the lake that's on the base."

"That's cute… better than mine."

"How was yours?"

"Took a while, but I did start it. He didn't even respond, just gave me a little kiss on the cheek."

He smiled a little, "that's adorable."

“He is adorable. I’d love to hear what Alex would say about you.”

“Probably the same. I’m, apparently, a badass disguised as a cinnamon roll.”

“That’s sweet… You should get some rest, kid. I got watch."

He nodded, and went to the same room he woke up in.

He fell asleep pretty easily for it being a different dimension. Then again, it held complete silence.

But Alex was all of his thoughts…

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cutetehe · 2 years ago

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Male mc that looks good with messy hair

it’s not often you see someone pull off the messy hair look, so what would happen if mc did?

Lucifer

The day started peaceful.. to peaceful

He was patrolling the hallway when he saw mc

Mc hair was a mess, his tie was loose, twigs in his hair AND mismatched socks

“What happened to you” Lucifer asks

“Would you believe me if I said mammon suggested I try something new…?”

“….” Lucifer raises an eyebrow

“…okay- I might’ve..maybe… woke up with only 5 minutes to get here and to get dressed”

“…are you serious ?” Lucifer asks

“Before you get mad- I made it so I wasn’t late!”

“Isn’t it a fifteen minute walk??”

“Shortcut?” Mc says with a smile

He should be mad but the hair look and the smile isn’t helping

He’s still going to make you look presentable but the messy hair with twigs looks…charming

Lucifer helps mc look presentable and reluctantly fixed mc hair

He might’ve snuck a photo of your messy hair

MAMMON

Chemical explosion caused your messy hair

The first mistake the professor made was putting you and mammon paired together

Luckily you two at the HOL

You two were mixing random stuff together hoping for the best and you two ended up making a makeshift bomb

anyways now mc is the ground- dazed from the explosion and possibly forever blinded from it

“oh shit oh shit oh shit Lucifer is going to kill me are you okay??” Mammon cries

“yeah I’m not dying- again” mc says slowly coming to his senses after the bomb

Mc sees mammon looking at him like he is

“No it’s just your hair is sorta… messed up” mammon mumbles looking away

Mc notices mammon staring at him while they were walking to the bathroom

“Huh my hair must look really stupid right now”

Mammon looks more flustered than repulsed though…

Mc finally connected the dots

“Like the new hair, mammon?” Mc asks teasingly when he catches mammon starring

“IDONTKNOWWHATYOURETALKINGABOUT!” Mammon says quickly

“You aren’t very subtly” mc laughs

LEVIATHAN

Mc hair was messed up but mc didn’t notice

Mammon didn’t tell mc about his messed up hair mainly because it looked cute

So mc went to hang out with leviathan

Leviathan didn’t notice until he went to tell mc something and turned his body to face him

“I..er.. mc” leviathan doesn’t know why he’s nervous

“Yeah?” Mc now facing towards him and it’s not helping.

“New hairstyle??” Leviathan blurted out

“What do you mean?” Mc looks in the mirror that leviathan uses for his cosplays

“Oh damn it’s really messy” mc says sighing

“I’m gonna go fix it-”

“ITS FINE!” Leviathan says a little to loud

“-I mean it’s fine it looks nice” leviathan mumbled the last part on purpose

Luckily leviathan was able to focus on the game.. sorta

Every now and then he’d look over at mc

The messy hair reminded him of game characters

He’s so obvious when he stares it’s sad

SATANNN!!!

Getting dragged into capturing cats to feed them isn’t known for being ‘clean’

So it was lucky it was just messy hair and not blood

Devildom cats are crazy

“Welp we’ve feed fifteen cats in two hours, how are you feeling about that Satan?” Mc asks Satan who’s not even paying attention

“You okay satan?” Mc asks

“Oh- sorry I was lost in thought” Satan says

“what were you thinking about” mc asks expecting it to be about tomorrow cats

“Your new hair look”

“Oh?” Mc says while pulling out his ddd and looking at his hair

“I look stupid” mc sighs

“You don’t look stupid- you actually look good with messy hair” Satan says while trying to not show how embarrassed he is after saying that

Mc doesn’t know how to respond

The walk back to the HOL wasn’t anything special

A lot of talking and not a lot of action

Anyways satan asked for a photo and mc agrees

“I wonder what he’d look like in different hair styles…” Satan thought

ASMO

(aka the most underrated brother)

His hair curler exploded

He isn’t sure how it didn’t hurt you and only affected your hair but he isn’t complaining

…maybe a little that hair curler was his favorite

“Oh my god! Are you okay mc?!?” Asmo practically screams

“I’m fine just a little.. bleh” mc says while slowly getting up

“Your hair!! It’s so cute” Asmo says while getting close to mc and forgetting about the exploding hair curler

“Do you have a mirror I wanna see”

Asmo gives mc a mirror

“ OH- I look like I was caught in an explosion”

“Don’t be over dramatic.. plus you were caught in one” Asmo says

“I have an outfit that would totally match your hair! And maybe some accessories!”

“I’m going to go through fifty outfits before you let me go aren’t you?” Mc sighs

“No! thirty one outfits” Asmo humms

Got through five outfits before passing out

Asmo sighs and realizes he went overboard

Took care of you for the next week

beel

Fun fact i was about to make it a Beel + Belphie but decided to get rid of it right after I did it💖 kill me~

Nothing major happened that led to your messy hair- it was just messy today

Mc wasn’t expecting Beel to notice the sudden hair change

But Beel noticed

“Oh your hair is different” beel says

“Yeah I didn’t have time to fix it” mc laughs

“Well you look nice” beel says casually

“Awe thanks Beel” mc says not thinking to much about it

Beel didn’t notice that he kept looking at mc

When he realized he was staring he got embarrassed

Maybe nice is an understatement

Belphie

who?

Anyways I’ll do this one ig for the five Belphie lovers 😒…

You two were napping together but you woke up with messy hair

You weren’t expecting belphie to wake up at the same time

“Your hair looks like a mess” belphie mumbles while snuggling closer

“you wake up and that’s the first thing you say to me? woooow” mc responds dramatically

“The good kinda messy” belphie added

“Your hair is also the good kinda messy” mc responds while combing Belphie hair

“I’m going to back to sleep g’night” mc yawns before sleeping

Surprisingly belphie didn’t fall asleep right after

He just sorta laid there- not really knowing why he’s still awake

He’s just enjoying the small domestic moment before the brothers wreck it

i was bored and had 20 percent on my phone so enjoy this.. also what’s y’all thought on the new format i need opinions

MASTERLIST

#obey me x male mc #obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer x male mc #obey me male mc #obey me mammon x male mc #obey me satan x male mc #obey me leviathan x male mc #obey me beelzebub x male mc #asmodeous x male mc #obey me asmodeous x male mc #obey me belphegor x male mc

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twistedmusings · 4 years ago

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How the dorm leaders react when they catch you kissing someone from their dorm [Part 2]

A/N: AND HERE IT IS! Oh my god I still can't believe I managed to get this done! I actually stayed on task! Honestly these three were probably my favourite from the original post, I've had far too much fun writing these bois.

And what can I say? Playfully flirty MC is a good MC u wu

Warnings: Heavy smooching, possessive talk, and the reader just really pushing the dorm leader's buttons~

Part 1 here!

“How dare you...?”

Vil was more than happy to be coming back to Pomefiore with all the stuff that had happened today. Classes were more annoying than usual, he had to chase Leona down to tell him to get his work done and there had been some problems in the modeling studio that caused the lights to be brighter than usual and now he had a headache that only a nap could fix.

Thing was, if he wanted to keep his schedule as tight as possible he would need to stay awake for...another 6 hours.

One good thing was waiting for him though. Rook had greeted him at the entrance and let him know that the Ramshackle prefect was in the dorm today as per his request.

Good.

This would keep him awake. He remembers promising you a lesson in proper skincare in order to remedy whatever you did once you woke up in the morning. Deep in the back of his head he remembers you telling him that you just splash cold water on your face but he preferred to think that you at least put some sort of moisturizer. Maybe.

He rushes to his room to freshen up and makes sure that he has the materials he needs. Vil had decided that his own brand of face cleansing products would be a good start for your skin. The tingles in his fingertips went ignored as he thought of you thinking about him in the morning. It wasn’t that sort of thing at all, he reminded himself. Dorm leaders were supposed to help each other out, despite how often they were at each other’s throats, and he was just fulfilling his role not just as a dorm leader but as a...friend.

Vil takes one last look at the mirror and makes his way down the row of rooms in Pomefiore to reach the Lounge, only to stop when he sees you being pulled into one of the many rooms by what was clearly a Pomefiore’s students hand.

Wait what?

It’s almost alarming how quickly he approaches the door and puts his foot in it, choosing to stay quiet as he sees that the two people in the room didn’t even bother to wonder why the door hadn’t closed all the way. The student was pressing kisses against your lips in small intervals, choosing instead to talk as you run your hands up the expensive purple robe and taking in the little designs.

“I had a new lip scrub I wanted you to try out.”

“Really? Then why aren’t we in the bathroom?"

“That’s rather forward for a dorm leader. Is everyone in Ramshackle this daring?”

Vil couldn’t even pinpoint the student’s name. That was your first offense. The only thing he remembers about him is the man’s caramel brown hair and how it contrasted beautifully against his dark skin. After that, nothing could pop into his head that would make that student even remotely interesting for you to be hanging off of him like that! Of all the people to be with, it just had to be a nameless potato, didn’t it?

The hairs at the back of his head stand up as the potato hands you what he believes to be the best lip scrub in the business, which only makes the alarms in Vil’s head go off even louder. That brand wasn’t even known for doing lip scrubs! In fact, they once put out a three in one shampoo/conditioner and the fact that the student even had that brand in the dorms and you just blatantly accepting it was your second offense.

And as much as he wanted to focus on that being the thing that truly bothered him, he felt the alarms deafening him as he saw the potato’s hands wrap around your waist as he kissed you again, your lips parting to let him inside.

He shouldn’t be looking at this, he should be leaving and just leave you to your own devices. The lesson wasn’t important, you weren’t that important to him--

Amethyst eyes widen when you tilt your head as the student starts kissing down your neck, already choosing one spot to make his own as he licks and nips at the skin while you dig your fingers into his robe.

Vil didn’t really know how to describe the sudden surge of energy that caused him to fling the door open and grab the student by the back of his robe and pull him backwards, eyes glaring at you the entire time as you whisper his name, as if suddenly remembering that you had a previous engagement before this whole ‘sticking your tongue down a Pomefiore student’s throat’’ business.

“Prefect. My room. Now.”

You put your hands up and walk out of the room without looking at him, Vil letting go of the student’s robes and walking out after you. He didn’t even need to tell him that he was in trouble, the student would realize it soon enough once Rook delivered the chores that needed to be done by tonight.

A list only that student would be getting instead of the entire dorm.

Vil closes the door of his room and turns the lock rather harshly, looking back at you sitting at the edge of his bed still staring at the window. You weren’t trying to defend yourself, you weren’t even looking at him.

“I hate to be kept waiting, Prefect. Not just that, it is extremely rude to keep someone waiting just so you can fraternize with someone in my dorm.”

No answer. He grabs his desk chair and sits down so he can face you directly.

“What made you go and pick that potato?”

“Why would that be any of your business Vil-senpai?”

It was very much his business, if you asked him. He would have been okay if it was Epel or even Rook that you had picked to make out with but he wasn’t just going to stand around and watch as one of the student’s whose name he didn’t even know threw all of his work out of the window! So he asked the question again, this time getting a chuckle as an answer which only served to upset him even more.

“Out of anyone in my dorm you could have picked, you had to go with someone who offers you such a low quality brand of lip scrub?”

“That is your problem with this? What he offered me? Me and him just started hanging out, we know nothing about each other! I just wanted to change that.”

His headache was coming back again.

Vil put hard work into everything he did. That was his work ethic and people be damned if they thought it was too much. Maybe they couldn’t handle it but they still respected it, respected his craft and the work he put into it.

So why do you, of all of his recent projects, disrespect him so blatantly?

It was clear you weren’t ready yet, Vil wasn’t done working with you yet. After doing something like this, and right inside his dorm, he knew that you had just taken all of the careful brushes and strokes he had decorated your canvas with…

And burnt it right in front of his eyes.

Which is why he didn’t necessarily feel any guilt when he grabbed your cheeks and pulled his own lipstick out of his back pocket, ignoring your protests.

“Quiet.”

He applies the shade quickly and before you have any chance to protest, pushes his lips against yours.

The kiss is anything but sweet. It’s almost punishing. Vil was reminding you that you were a work in progress. He still had so much left to teach you, so much left to work with you and if you kept rushing things you were going to make him mad. Once he was done with you, you could go about your pitiful little life and kiss whoever you wanted and he wouldn’t even bat an eyelash.

A hand grasps at his wrists as you press his palms on your cheeks, your tongue gently pressing against his lips so you could slip inside--

Nevermind. This sort of impatient kissing would also have to go.

He pulls away and pushes you onto the mattress, your eyes hazy with eagerness and confusion as Vil removes his jacket and gloves and leans down to trap you below him.

“Were you this greedy with him? Did he also get this treatment from you? No, don’t answer. I fear I’ll only get angrier if you do. Now be an obedient little potato and stay still, the first thing I’ll fix is that messy kissing of yours.”

“ :( “

Snacks runs had to be the most annoying and heart pounding of his usual daily life quests. If waking up was a struggle enough, especially when no special loot such as new anime or manga was available, it was hard to complete such basic tasks without some sort of incentive.

Although Idia guessed that not dying of starvation was enough of an incentive.

He walks down the corridor of his own dorm, humming a quiet tune to himself as he looks down at all the snacks he had acquired. Which, score! They even had a limited edition chip flavor that came with the card of one of his favourite idols! It took everything in his power to not just spend all of his money on more than one bag but he had such a good day today that he knew his gacha pull luck just had to be good.

The door to a room behind him opens, Idia quickly picking up his pace and hiding behind a corner as he looks at who it could be. He isn't against anyone in his dorm but...he didn't have the means to engage in any conversation that wasn't about his current FPS game or Gakemo so--

"Thank you for the help! I thought my phone was beyond repair!"

His hands tighten around the chips pressed tight to his chest, eyes wide in surprise as he sees you stepping out of the room.

Of all people...why were you here so late?

The student laughs as he scratches the back of his head, handing you back your phone and looking away.

“No--No problem! I...I honestly didn’t think you would come to me for help. I integrated the newest magical technology on it as well as voice activated features and a--a brand new messaging app that sends messages faster!”

Idia clicked his tongue as he heard the student speak. Look at him showing off. You didn’t know that he was taking advantage of your naive mind! You didn’t know anything about magic so, of course, all those features would sound fancy!

When it was literally taking your phone and just downloading some fancy new apps on it!

Yet there you were, marveling down at it as if you had just gotten the latest version.

Well maybe he shouldn’t complain too much, even from here he could see your smile. A part of him worried that all this luck he was suddenly getting would affect the luck he would get on his chip bag but...you were worth it.

Such a rare event shouldn’t be left unnoticed.

Maybe...maybe if he stayed here you could walk by and he could open up the ‘bumping into each other late at night’ event?

“So how can I repay you? Do you need anything done?”

Idia tunes back into the conversation as he frowns, looking back at the two of you as the student looks at every single corner of the ceiling instead of looking at you.

Payment? The guy had just downloaded a couple of apps that wasn’t good enough reason to offer some sort of payment. He frowns and taps his foot impatiently as the guy stutters out a few excuses before finally giving you an answer.

“A ki--A kiss? Would that be alright?”

The Ignihyde dorm leader almost falls down as he hears that, retreating further into his corner as he glared daggers at the guy who had just dared to ask for such a bold request.

A k--kis--kiss? A kiss...from you?

This guy was starting to piss him off! He should just be content staring at you! You were a SSR character all on your own! That guy should be happy he even got to talk to you at all and shouldn’t ask for more than he was given! He already rolled for such a life changing event why would he even want more!

His eyes soften when he sees you mull it over. It was okay, you could reject him. Such a guy wouldn’t even be worthy of a kiss from you so you so all you had to do was say no! Go on, [Y/N], just reject hi--

Idia can feel his heart breaking as his muscles stop working, dropping all of his stuff on the floor with a thud as the sound echoes. Yet it went ignored, the other two people in the hallway too busy with their own activities.

When...when had you even kissed him? Idia only remembers you putting your phone away and the moment he blinked you had already pressed your lips against that other guy--!

He should be leaving, why isn’t he moving?

The student’s hand goes to your waist as you deepen it, his face turning a deep shade of red as you pull away and tap his lips.

“Was that your first kiss?”

“...y--yes..”

You were smiling and giving him such a rare, almost ultimately rare item and Idia didn’t know how long he could stare until he combusted.

So all he could do was turn around…

And run as fast as he could.

He ignored the familiar voice calling out his name, footsteps quickly following him as he started to run out of breath.

Making a poor otaku like him run, even now you were still being so cruel to him!

Idia’s door slides open as he bursts inside, ready to bury himself in his bed and never come out again--!

Only to stop when he hears you hiss in pain.

Blue eyes turn around to see your foot jammed into his doorway, not allowing the electric door to slide closed. A part of him wants to immediately go to you and ask if you were alright but he stops himself as the image of your kiss flashes through his mind again.

“[Y/N]-shi! W--What--!”

You rub at your foot and sigh, walking in with a confused look as Idia presses his back against his bookshelf. He knew it. If a SSR character could be brought to real life, this is the sort of power they would have over him.

The kind of aura you were emitting was enough for him to want to get on his knees, but he chose to remain strong.

“I was calling out to you…didn’t you hear me?”

Idia turns his head and looks at the floor, the pain still raw and emotionally taxing than what he was used to. Disappointment was one thing but heartbreak was a complete other monster!

“Shouldn’t--Shouldn’t you be with your boyfriend?”

He spits the word out, annoyed that a guy from his dorm could unlock...no...could get someone like you. You were open to every single activity Idia gave you, you gave him good feedback and didn’t get scared when you two disagreed on something. Every manga he gave you, you read and every anime he told you to watch, you would watch it.

You were receptive, you were attentive, you were what Idia wanted in a real life friend!

He hadn’t dared hope for more!

That still didn’t mean he couldn’t fantasize when he was all by himself.

“Boyfriend…?”

You tilt your head in confusion before chuckling as you realized what had happened.

“Oh so you saw that.”

Is that all you were going to say?! You had just taken his heart and crushed it into tiny little pieces and you were just going to talk about what a pervert he was being!

Someone just KO him now, like right now!

“Yes...I saw. So what? You were just ki-kissi--doing that thing from everyone to see! So you should just go back to him instead of bullying me in my own room!”

Please just leave, he wanted to cry in peace.

Yet you stubbornly remain, just like the first time he met you.

“Idia I don’t know what crazy assumptions you are making but that guy isn’t my boyfriend.”

You put up one finger.

“He fixed my phone…”

Another one follows after.

“And he asked for a kiss for payment. Simple as that. You shouldn’t act like you caught us doing something major. It was just a kis---”

Large hands land on your shoulders as Idia now stands in front of you, head hung low as he mutters something to himself.

“Just a kiss….just a kiss.”

You jump as he gets close to your face, eyes staring at you pleadingly as he cupped your face.

“JUST A KISS? DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU ARE? AN EXTRA RARE CHARACTER SUCH AS YOURSELF SHOULDN’T BE GIVING OUT SUCH RARE ITEMS LIKE THAT!”

He shakes you back and forth.

“IF YOUR KISS WAS JUST NORMAL THEN EVEN I...I COULD--”

Idia’s eyes fall on your lips, the rush of adrenaline mixed in with his built up desire for you all culminating in two choices popping up in his head. And for the first time, he knew that hesitation was not an option.

So he dives in.

His lips met yours roughly, not really moving them or anything but just pressing them against you. You put your hands gently on his chest but he takes it as a protest, which only causes him to push them onto yours even more.

This was...disastrous.

He had never kissed anyone before. How in the world did he think that he would be able to kiss you? Ah, maybe this was a dream? Right! He had just dreamed all of this up and you didn’t really force your way into his room to confront him!

His hair flares up when you cup his face, pushing him away slightly and tilting him in such a way that your lips would meet in a much softer fashion. He looks down and sees you closing your eyes, following in your footsteps and melting inside your kiss.

You both pull away slowly, Idia opening his eyes and blushing when he sees you licking your lips and sending him a teasing grin.

A rare sight...made only for him.

“I feel like I just spent all my stamina on this one event...so I don’t want to go unrewarded. Can we go further? I want to go further. What option do I have to pick for you to do that again, [Y/N]?”

“Don’t touch them.”

“YOUNG MASTER! WHERE ARE YOU!”

Malleus sighs as he looks on at the Diasmonia students gathered around the outskirts of the school, smiling as he sees Sebek directing them each and every way. Sebek really didn’t give up, did he? One of his classes had been canceled and he was eager to see the gargoyles around Ramshackle in a much better light but he figured Sebek would cause up a stir when he didn’t find him in his classroom.

As much as he appreciated him, Sebek didn’t have to walk him to every single class.

He sighs and goes deeper into the woods behind Ramshackle, the small broken path there leading him down a familiar terrain.

This is where he usually walked with you, after all.

Seeing this place in bright light was so very different. Instead of it being illuminated by his lights, the sun peeked out from over the trees and provided a sunny trail instead of the usual moonlight. He took a deep breath as he breathed in the smell of flowers all around, all of them growing wildly around him and defying any human to try and tame them.

His fingers trace some of the thorns he found on some of them, the flowers attracted to his touch and moving closer to his hands as a small vine wrapped around his finger.

All with his magic’s help after all.

This was his safe space. Malleus would come here during his first and second year and lose himself in the wilderness. In here no one would fear him. Here every single thing was responsive to his touches and even dared to touch back. Some of the wild rose bushes also reminded him of him, Malleus adding a bit more thorns around the flowers as in to emulate the very home he missed.

In this lonely place, he flourished.

But it wasn’t so lonely now, was it?

His third year had brought one big surprise. A human. A child of man who did not know who he was or what he was capable of. They looked at him as if he was just any other stranger roaming around their dorm and not the next ruler of the Valley of Thorns.

And Malleus, being the very curious person he is, found himself pulled to your inattentiveness.

He had dropped many hints that he was eager to get to know you more, relishing in the fact that you two were starting to get closer. And while he had hoped to keep his identity a secret a bit longer, he found it almost unbearable for you to not know who he was.

If you were so open with who you were, then he should show you the same kind of respect.

How wonderful that you were now on a first name basis with each other.

Malleus could walk over to Ramshackle dorm now and knock on your door without hesitation, smiling as he sees your excitement at just what places you two would discover in the dead of night.

Bummer you couldn’t be with him now.

He had seen you come out of your dorm and ask Sebek if he needed any help, to which the fae replied rather rudely that no human could ever track down his young master, so he was a bit reluctant to discover any more places without you by his side.

These walks were something you two did together, after all.

So he remained at this spot, touching everything and anything that would strike his fancy while going deeper and deeper into a small clearing you two had found. A large tree decorated its middle, the leaves falling gently upon the ground as the sun shone down on the large pond that provided this part of the forest with the water it needed to balance out the sun’s gentle rays.

“Shhhh, don’t make too much noise.”

Malleus stops as he hears your voice, his head immediately turning towards the sound as he hears rustling behind him. He smiles and turns to where he thought you were coming from only to be struck by a sudden idea--and immediately hiding among the trees and bushes so you couldn’t see him.

Would you be surprised to find him here?

He hoped so. Malleus had the habit of appearing to you suddenly so this wouldn’t be breaking any traditions between you two. If he played his cards right, you might join him on a walk all the way to the edge of the island.

“Prefect do you know where you are going?”

“I do! I’ve been here so many times. Now come on!”

Another person’s voice. No...he had heard that voice before.

Malleus retreats back into his hiding spot as he sees you rush by, holding by the hand a Diasmonia student as he rushes to follow you. You smile and turn around, still holding his hand while the other looked on in amazement at where you had led him.

“Prefect...this is…”

“Like it? Me and Malleus found it a while ago. This is how we know we are close to the edge of the forest.”

The Diasmonia dorm leader smiles as he watches you show the student around, pointing out different sights and sounds as the other watched on in amazement. That student probably had never gone anywhere this secret and while Malleus was glad you were showing off the place you two shared…

There was a feeling deep inside his chest that flared up angrily as he caught the student looking at you more than his surroundings.

Green eyes watch as the student’s hand clenches and unclenches, seemingly working up the courage to do something as you continue speaking. Which was rather rude, in Malleus’s opinion. You were explaining some wonderful things about the flora here and he was just staring at you without engaging in the conversation.

And how did you two know each other? Malleus had never mentioned you in Diasmonia except to Silver and Lilia, had he known you before him?

Malleus hands grip the tree bark tighter as the student takes your hand, stopping your explanation as he gets you to focus your attention on him.

What--?

“I’ve been eager to find some time alone with you.”

The student clears his throat before pulling you by the hand gently, your surprised look turning into one of playfulness as you follow along with his movements. He leads you to the edge of the pond, spinning you around as you allow him to position you in such a way that you are now closer to him than before.

Which only makes the angry feeling in Malleus’s gut flare up even more.

“Have you now? What for?”

An answer Malleus wanted to know as well.

Blushing, the student smiles and leads you into a dance with no music which only served to make you laugh and make Malleus’s fingers dig deep into the wood of the poor tree.

In the dragon fae’s eyes, you two are dancing for hours without caring about who was around. Why had he even brought you here? This student was part of Sebek’s surveillance crew and yet here he was not doing his job. But he wasn’t the one who brought you here…

You were.

Your actions were lost on Malleus as the dance finishes up, the student dipping you low before bringing you up.

“So you brought me here to dance? Who knew Diasmonia students were so charming.”

Malleus didn’t like the way you were smiling, nor how your hands rested on the student’s shoulders. He hadn’t seen this side of you before, you were playing along with this student and his motives.

Had you always been so playful? Malleus had only seen you during the night and whenever you two spoke it was a conversation worthy of two friends sharing experiences together.

But not this...never this…

“Well, not just a dance. I’ve wanted to state my intentions outright.”

The tree starts to crack slowly as Malleus can feel more thorns growing out of the rose bushes around him.

“Ever since you arrived, you have been an enigma to me. You are always so helpful even to those who do not seek your aid. Even now, you didn’t have to help me search for our Young Master."

He wasn’t searching for anyone, he was too close to you for Malleus’s liking and he needed to learn how to respect your boundaries.

“Yet you still offered me your help...and I…I want to...”

The student was leaning closer as his hands slid down to your waist, Malleus staring as you started to tilt your head as you placed your hands on his chest while his lips were dead set on meeting yours--!

Your face is tilted up as cold lips meet yours, your mouth opening in a surprised gasp as the hold the student had on you was no longer shy and timid but angry and possessive. These lips were pulling you in closer and closer, greedily eating each and every sound you were making as the air was slowly stolen from your lungs.

A string of saliva is left hanging as you two separate, your eyes fluttering open as you think of something to say to such a ravishing kiss.

Only for them to open wide in surprise as you see who you had really kissed.

“Malleus!?”

You turn to look behind the fae’s back, the Diasmonia student looking at his Young Master in mild panic and surprise while Malleus presses you close against his chest, clearly hiding you from view.

Right before the student even had a chance to taste your lips, Malleus had rushed out of his hiding place and pulled him away by the collar of his shirt.

For a dragon to watch on as something that was his was so close to be taken away, the surprise must have gotten to him.

“Go tell Sebek to head back to Diasmonia and call off his search. I will be there by nightfall.”

The student tries to stutter out a response but Malleus glares back as he keeps you pressed firmly against him.

“Now.”

You watch the student leave in a hurry, following the broken path you had led him in with. Your eyes peek up to look at Malleus but the dorm leader waits until the sound of footsteps is long gone before tilting your face up again and leaning down to press his lips against yours in another rough and dominating kiss.

Hands push you forward as your back collides with the huge tree in the clearing, Malleus making sure that the back of your head meets the bark gently as his lips never parted from yours. You wrap your arms around him as best as you could and let out an involuntary squeak when the fae decides to pick you up so that you could pull him in even closer.

He is the one to pull away first, hands firmly on your bottom as you wrap your legs around his waist to support yourself.

“Malleus--”

The fae presses another kiss to your lips, effectively silencing you so that all your attention would be on him.

“Don’t ever bring someone else into this place, child of man. Do I make myself clear? This place is our haven and I will not have someone else come steal both it and you away from me. Well, even if you don’t understand, I’ll make sure to explain it to you thoroughly. Now...kiss me again.”

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #twst x reader #twst mc #vil schoenheit #idia shroud #malleus draconia #vil x reader #idia x reader #malleus x reader #twst headcanons #twst imagines #vil schoenheit x reader #idia shroud x reader #malleus draconia x reader #//TO THE PEOPLE WHO ASKED ME ABOUT THIS A LOT!#//THIS IS FOR YOU!

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the-black-bulls · 3 years ago

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Magic swap at the Black Bulls hideout! Everyone woke up with the magic of a squadmate and no one was happy about it: They would need to immediately identify whoever had Henry’s magic and disease/condition, for everyone’s safety (on the bright side, poor Henry would get SO MANY hugs). Asta and Liebe count as 2 separate people, with another poor Bull getting antimagic WITHOUT the muscles to lift even Slasher/Zanma, while someone else ended up magicless, without muscles and without Ki reading (unless it was Yami).

Who would get who’s magic?

Who would turn into an accidental person of mass destruction?

Who would (somewhat) control their new magic?

Who would have fun?

Grey started it all. It was probably a rough day and she was stressed more than usual. Who would've known that her magic can swap and switch magic? Well the bulls know now... for the sake of some more action, let's say that there was a bunch of unlucky thugs decided to choose this day to attack the black bulls hideout.

So we have:

▪️ Asta and Liebe, same as usual and they're not part of the mess, no mana = no magic, sorry boys, but it's up to them to keep an eye on everyone. Each one of them look out for seven members which didn’t turn well with all of them (just imagine Liebe chasing after Luck or Asta trying to keep Noelle from killing, like REALLY killing, her friends).

▪️ Noelle with Gordon's magic (Poison Magic)... thanks the heavens Asta was there when she shot a "Sea Dragon's Roar" cause no one but him would survive such a deadly attack from an equally deadly magic, she spent the rest of the day close to him, "n-not that I want to be with you or anything, bakasta!"

▪️ Gordon with Luck's magic (Lightning Magic)... spent all the time dazzling like a bulb so everyone would look at him, at same point his hair turned a chilly white and his eyes became a dazzling red, must be a side effect of Luck's fiend spell... it was a bit terrifying with his smile, but otherwise he was surprisingly harmless.

▪️ Luck with Henry's magic (Recombination Magic)... oh boy you know this would not end well when Luck started messing up with everyone while, instead of Magna, Henry was the one chasing him around, RIP to all the thugs who thought they can attack a castle controlled by a fighting freak though... and then he just kind of lost control and forced all the bulls to team up and stop him lol.

▪️ Henry with Nero's magic (Sealing Magic)... at last, homeboy finally could turn himself into a bird and chat with his songbirds without any care in the world... that's it until Luck turned the base into a labyrinth ruining Henry's years worth of careful designing.

▪️ Nero with Yami's magic (Dark Magic)... Nero cut people with a cool katana, 'nuff said, (may or may not imagine herself cutting Zagred as well... or his ghost in her head, "take that bitch!").

▪️ Yami with Nacht's magic (Shadow Magic)... who doesn't like the idea of Yami bonding with the little four devils and go gamble around with them with his new unlocked cheating ability? Nacht doesn't.

▪️ Nacht with Charmy's magic (Cotton/Food Magic)... depressed boy made himself a good sleeping place with warm food, the rest of the squad can go to hell for all he cares (including his devils, "the damn traitors!"). He also had a wonderful conversation with Charmy's wolf, what an educated fella!

▪️ Charmy with Gauche's magic (Mirror Magic)... that day, poor Yuno woke up to 50x mirrors of Charmys Lala~ing him a melody to sleep and following him everywhere, nobody knew how she managed to enter the mirror world and hunt the kingdom like an urban legend, but she did because she's Charmy, duh! (Gauche felt very insulted).

▪️ Gauche with Finral's magic (Spatial Magic)... went to meet Marie, Theresa chased his freak ass out with a fire machete (dude you do not break in an orphanage), run away only to ended up in spade due to miscalculation and was stuck there, Yami had to pick him up later with shadow magic. He's never going to live it down and neither the bulls will stop reminding him of this embarrassing story, especially Finral for understandable reasons ("Who's the useless now?").

▪️ Finral with Vanessa's magic (Thread Magic)... first, he got suck on his own threads and trapped everyone around him, then after some time of getting used to it he ended up scared shitless when Rouge saved Asta's life fighting the thugs' bad boss because the mere idea of controlling someone's fate, as romantic as that might sound, just made the hair on his neck stand... perhaps a witch's magic can only be handled by a witch.

▪️ Vanessa with Grey's magic (Transformation Magic)... on one hand, Vanessa is smart enough to figure out how to un-swap everyone's magic, on the other hand... she was half drunk and bored, so cut to her making up more chaos by turning everyone into random things ("Finral with Yami's muscle *screams*, Nacht with white hair-oh my that suits you, child Luck awww, old man Magna hahaha")

▪️ Grey with Magna's magic (Fire Magic)... the same magic as her stepsisters have, Grey felt a little sick inside from the thought and from starting this mess and spent the day going through a mental crisis 'till the others cheered her up, she even made a few fireworks with Gordon at the end of the day.

▪️ Magna with Zora's magic (Ash Magic)... he had fun with it actually, like making up his own traps and their effects was more enjoyable than he thought it would be... it was thanks to him that Luck was stopped from going nuts with Henry's magic cause he knew damn well how to handle Luck's mischievous side.

▪️ Zora with Noelle's magic (Water Magic)... this is some kind of a sick joke, right? HE, of all people, got the royal's magic, a WATER magic at that, the opposite of his dead father's magic? He couldn't do a lot with his mana comparing to miss royalty right there ("Hey!"), but he did teach her one or two thing to better handle her magic cuz that's Zora for ya!

The end!

This was so much fun, anon. Thank you for giving me the chance to share this dumb scenario! I hope it's worth the late response.

(now I know what I'll write in the last day of #blackbullsweek2022 xd)

#black clover #not a quote #asta black clover #liebe black clover #noelle silva #gordon agrippa #luck voltia #henry legolant #nero black clover #yami sukehiro #nacht faust #charmy pappitson #gauche adlai #finral roulacase #vanessa enoteca #grey black clover #magna s #zora ideale #yuno black clover

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sokovianheadtilt · 2 years ago

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Tug of War (8)

Steve Rogers x black!reader

Summary: Y/N caught the attention of her boss, who’s determined to win her over

A/N: Not beta’d, I don’t have anyone to do that lol. I should probably get on that. I may have gotten excited because chris wants to be a whore and look that good at the lightyear premier. Hope you enjoy!!!

Warning: None I don’t think, just fluff :)

SERIES MASTERLIST

After the whole Pietro and Sharon fiasco, you made Steve stay over at your place, which he held no objection to. You always felt better falling asleep next to him, being able to fully stay calm and collected.

When you woke up the next morning, you yawned and rubbed your eyes, looking over at the time and saw it was almost 11am. You gasped and frantically scrambled out of bed, fuck you were so late to work, but then you also realized, where is Steve? You ran downstairs and saw him dancing around the kitchen with headphones on, making some breakfast, and you just stared at him with confusion written all over your face. He finally turned around and saw you as he grinned “You’re up! Good Morning flower” he took his headphones out and went over to you, giving you a light kiss “Morning? Um, I think I slept through my alarm”

He shook his head “No you didn’t. I turned it off”

“Why?”

“I am having you all to myself today. I called in for you so you get the day off, and its the weekend soon anyway so, you’re mine for three days”

You giggled and kissed his cheek “Thank you” you wrapped your arms around him, resting your head on his chest “What are we gonna do?”

He wrapped his arms around you “We are gonna go on a date, we can do whatever you want”

You grinned “Oh! Can we go to Central Park? It’s so nice over there”

He nodded “Whatever you want flower” he leaned down to press a kiss to the tip of your nose “Now come eat, I made French toast”

You pulled away from him and went to sit at the table as Steve went and set your plate in front of you. “Stand up for a second honey” you did as he said and watched as he sat down in your chair, pulling you into his lap. You felt your cheeks heat up as he grabbed the fork and started to feed you “Stevie, I can feed myself” you smiled “Where’s the fun in that?”

“Oh my god” you buried your face in his shoulder as he let out a laugh. He kept feeding you until the plate was cleared “I should go get dressed” you stood up as did he “Can I watch?” You shoved him gently and giggled before going back upstairs and brushing your teeth as well as washing your face. You rummaged through your closet, trying to find a good outfit. You settled on a pink summer dress and white converse. You laid the dress on your bed and looked at Steve who was watching you. “What?”

“You’re gonna wear that?” He asked and you nodded “It’s a nice day, it’s getting warmer, seems appropriate” You looked at Steve, “Are you okay with me changing right here?” He hasn’t exactly seen your body yet, you haven’t taken THAT step with him yet, you don’t know why but it just hasn’t happened. The most you’ve done was making out with some light groping. “Of course flower” you nodded a bit and pulled off your pajamas and changed into your dress, flattening it out as you looked at yourself in the mirror. Steve got up and wrapped his arms from behind you, looking at you from the mirror “You look so gorgeous, god” he pressed a kiss to your neck “Thanks Stevie” you turned around to kiss him before going to pull on your shoes. He watched the way your dress swayed against your thighs, it drove him crazy. “Gonna be hard to take my eyes off of you, damn” you bit your lip, avoiding his gaze “Well you’re gonna have to try your hardest, we’re going to be in public” you went to the bathroom to fix your hair. He followed you in there, sitting on the toilet lid as he watched.

“You’re like a puppy, following me everywhere” you commented “Flower I can barely take it when you’re not by my side, I’m taking every chance I get to be near you”

You rolled your eyes fondly before looking back in the mirror “Ugh, I need to get my hair done”

“Yeah?” He rested his head against his hand “Yeah, the whole process is so tedious though, my arms are always sore by the end of it”

“Anything I can do to help?” You turned to face him “We’ve only been dating for 3 months, you don’t have hair privileges yet”

He chuckled “Yes dear”

You smiled and once you were satisfied, you turned to face him “Okay, I’m ready” he nodded and stood up, taking your hand and leading you out the bathroom. You grabbed your bag and your phone before leading them out your room and out the house. You made it to Steve’s car as he drove to Central Park.

Once you made it, you walked into the park hand in hand and looked around. “God I love it here” you looked over at the river “Oh there’s turtles in there!” You said excitedly and pulled him over to the railing to look down at them. There were about five with their heads poking out “They’re adorable look!” Steve chuckled “I see them flower” you turned to face him “There’s also ducks, come on” you took his hand and took him to another pond where ducks were walking on the rocks being fed by some of the other people sitting beside them. You went to move closer, crouching down, trying to get one to move closer to you.

Steve stayed behind as he watched you, taking out his phone and taking a few pictures of this moment. He loved that you were an avid animal lover, it added to your overall cuteness. You finally stood up and went back over to him, taking his hand “Let’s go” you pulled him away as the two of you roamed around the park. You leaned your head on his shoulder as he moved his arm to wrap it around your waist. “I used to come here a lot with my dad. We would take his nice camera and take pictures of whatever we could” he smiled softly down at you “That sounds like fun” you nodded “It was! He taught me what each button did, how to make them come out clear and bright, it was so much fun”

Steve kissed the side of your head as you walked by the horse carriages “Wanna go on one?”

You nodded enthusiastically and went over to an available one, Steve holding onto your waist, helping you onto the seat before sitting beside you as the horse walked off. You sat very close to Steve, looking up at him “Thank you for today, I really needed it” you said softly “Of course flower. Whatever you need just ask me”

You nodded a bit “I…I’ve been considering quitting my job” he gave you a confused look “What? Why? Is it because of your co-workers?” You shook your head “No, I can deal with them, just, it doesn’t make me happy, if anything I’m tired of the huge workload and going home at midnight everyday. I thought I was content with it, but I’m not. Each day I’m dreading going into the office more and more, and I didn’t want to go into this profession in the first place, I mainly did it for my parents approval and we don’t even speak anymore! I just think it might be the best thing for me, I’m not sure yet” Steve nodded, listening to your reasoning “Okay, what would you wanna do instead?” You shrugged “Honestly…nothing, I just want a break. I’ve been in and out of school for how long then jumped into work right after, its exhausting”

He nodded “Okay, let me know what you wanna do in the end. Maybe you’ll end up being my pretty little housewife” he joked, making your eyes widen a bit. Honestly, you wouldn’t mind if that happened. Taking care of Steve after he does all his hard work, doing what you wanted with your days, sounded like a dream. You smiled a bit at the thought, and being his wife? You haven’t considered marriage since Pietro, but Steve was different, he actually cares about you, would rather die than hurt you, and you loved him.

Once the ride was over, Steve helped you get off before paying the driver and walking away “I’m ready to go home” you told him as he nodded and brought you back to the car “Today was amazing, thank you Stevie” he smiled softly down at you “Anything for you flower” you both got in the car as he drove off.

You looked over at him, watching as he drove with on hand, his muscles protruding from his short sleeve and you could admit it made you…feel things. You reached over and set your hand on his leg, rubbing it a little. He glanced at your hand before looking at you “You start something you can’t finish flower”

You smirked at him “Who says I don’t wanna finish?”

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waitimcomingtoo · 4 years ago

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Valentine’s Day Blues

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Synopsis: In the midst of planning Valentine’s Day and his brothers party, Tom forgets your birthday

happy birthday to @bluelilly21 !! 🥳

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The first time you met Tom, you were crashing his brothers birthday party. In your defense, it was Valentine’s Day, as well as your birthday, and you didn’t want to be alone. So when your best friend said she was going with her boyfriend to some party, you tagged along.

“Hey mate. Thanks for the party. We’re gonna be heading out soon.” Tuwaine shouted over the music of Harry and Sam’s birthday party.

“Thanks so much for coming.” Tom said as he pulled him into a hug. “Happy Valentine’s Day.”

“You too, mate. Wait one second.” Tuwaine turned around and found his girlfriend in the crowd. “I want you to meet my girlfriend”.

“Hi. I’m Yara.” A girl came from behind Tuwaine and put her hand out to shake Tom’s.

“And I’m bored.” You announced as you stumbled into Yara’s arms. “Can we go, please?”

“In a minute.” She laughed as she held you up. “I haven’t said goodbye to everyone yet.”

“But I did and if I stick around it’ll be awkward.” You whined in her ear, making Tom laugh. Yara gave Tom a look that told him this wasn’t her first time having to take care of you.

“I said my goodbyes already. I could stay with you until Yara is done.” Tom offered. You picked your head off of Yara’s shoulder and squinted at Tom, finally noticing that he was standing there.

“Yeah. Why don’t you stay with Tom?” Yara spoke in a motherly tone as she helped you stand up straight.

“But I don’t know him.” You whispered to her, just loud enough for Tom to hear. He understood you not wanting to be left alone with a stranger while drunk, so he didn’t take any offense to it.

“He’s Tuwaine’s best friend.” She assured you. “I wouldn’t leave you alone with someone I didn’t trust.”

“Okay.” You sighed before facing Tom. “But don’t try anything. I have a gun.”

“She doesn’t.” Yara whispered behind her hand. “Play nice.”

“Bite me.” You nipped at her, making her laugh.

“I will.” She smiled and pulled you into a hug. “Love you, girl.”

“Love you.” You mumbled before letting her go. She disappeared back into the crowd, leaving you alone with Tom. You were a little too drunk to remember your manners, so you just stared at him, unapologetically sizing him up.

“It’s nice to meet you. I’m Tom.” Tom reached out to shake your hand.

“Y/n.” You told him as you dapped him up. Tom laughed a little at your movement and checked you out.

“How come I haven’t seen you before?” He asked, taking a step closer so you could hear him over the music.

“Excuse me.” You put on a voice. “I am homeless. I am gay. I have AIDS. And I’m new in town.”

“Oh. I’m sorry to hear that.” Tom frowned. “Do you need a place to sleep tonight?”

“Dude, I’m joking.” You laughed in shock. “Haven’t you heard of John Mulaney?”

“No.” Tom shook his head. “Is he your friend?”

“He’s a comedian.” You said like it was obvious. “Don’t they have comedy in England?”

“Our teeth are pretty funny looking.” Tom shrugged, making you smile.

“Hm.” You looked him up and down. “Cute and funny.”

“So how much of what you just told me was true?” Tom asked as he took a sip of his drink.

“Nothing except for the fact that I’m new in town.” You seemed to sober up a little. “But Yara and I go way back.”

“Same with me and Tuwaine.”

“I know. He’s been talking you up to me for a year now.” You chuckled as you pulled a water bottle out of your bag.

“Has he?” Tom raised an eyebrow. “What did he say?”

“That what you lack in height you make up for in charm.” You insulted him flirtatiously.

“What’s the verdict?” Tom stepped closer again. “Was he right?”

“You’d really let me sleep at your place if I was homeless?” You questioned him and you decided whether you liked him or not.

“I would.”

“Well, then he was right.” You batted your eyelashes and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. “You’re definitely short.”

“Damn.” Tom shook his head as you pulled away laughing.

“I’m sorry.” You chuckled. “But you’re pretty charming as well.”

“Thank you. You’re not so bad yourself.” Tom flirted.

“Guess what?” You went up on your tip toes to whisper in his ear. “It’s my birthday today.”

“Is it really?” He asked. “It’s my brothers birthday too.”

“Isn’t this their party?” You realized, and Tom nodded. “I hope you don’t mind I tagged along with Yara. I just broke up with my boyfriend and I didn’t want to be alone.”

“I don’t mind at all.” Tom told you. “I’m sorry about your breakup. Now that I know you’re single, you know what it really makes me want to do?”

“What’s that?” You raised an eyebrow.

“Get you a cab and make sure you get home safe.” Tom smiled softly as you as he gave you a comforting squeeze on your arm.

“That would be lovely.” You said in appreciation. You took Tom by the hand and began to walk with him towards the exit. “I’m glad I met you Tom.”

“I’m glad I met you too, darling.”

You didn’t kiss him that night, though you wanted to. It took about a month of knowing each other for you to finally kiss him. But once you did, you were inseparable.

It was a full year since the party, meaning yours and the twins birthday had come around again. It was also Valentine’s Day, your very first one with Tom. You woke up before him and walked into the kitchen, smiling at the dozen roses he had set on the table. Next to the roses was a box of chocolates at your spot at the kitchen table, but no birthday card. You furrowed your eyebrows a little but didn’t have time to think about it when your phone rang. You answered it and thanked the person for the birthday wishes as Tom entered the room.

“Sorry.” You smiled as you put your phone down. “I had a phone call.”

“Good morning. Happy Valentine’s days.” Tom’s voice was husky with sleep as he pulled you into a long kiss.

“Happy Valentine’s Day to you too.” You smiled against his lips before kissing him again.

“I have to call my brothers before I forget.” Tom kissed your forehead before pulling away. “Then I’ll make you breakfast.”

“Yeah.” You narrowed your eyes at him to see if he was joking. “You wouldn’t want to forget a birthday.”

Tom didn’t take the hint as your phone began to ring again.

“Your phone is ringing again?” He raised his eyebrows. “Someone’s popular.”

“I guess I am.” You mumbled, realizing that he had indeed forgotten. You took your phone call and tried to give Tom the benefit of the doubt. It was his brothers birthday, after all. Maybe he was just waiting to say it to them first. You came back to the kitchen after the call just as Tom was putting pancakes on the table.

“There you are.” He grinned and made grabby hands at you. “I want to spend every second together until the party. It kinda sucks our first Valentine’s Day together is also my brothers birthday. I’d rather spend the day with you.”

“It’s okay.” You shrugged sadly. “Birthdays are important.”

“I know.” He ironically agreed. “Maybe we can leave early and have some alone time.”

“Sure baby.” You faked a smile. “Let’s just eat, okay?”

You didn’t want to fight with him, especially on Valentine’s Day, so you made peace and sat down with him to eat breakfast. You were hurt that he had forgotten your birthday, but he at least remembered Valentine’s Day. You decided that that was better than nothing and tried to push it from your mind.

Tom had a few last minute errands to run before his brothers party, which you were slightly relieved about. You didn’t really want to spend the day with him after he forgot your birthday. He kissed you goodbye multiple times, harping on how sorry he was to leave you on Valentine’s Day. You sighed deeply once he left, feeling tears threaten your eyes in his absence. Every time he mentioned the party or Valentine’s Day, you were reminded that he had forgotten about you.

Tom came home once you had already started getting ready. You had your dress on and were talking a phone call as he got dressed.

“Are you almost ready to go, love?” Tom asked as he buttoned his shirt.

“One minute.” You mouthed as you pointed to your phone. The conversation finished up quickly and you hung up.

“Did someone leak your phone number or something?” Tom wondered. “It’s been going off all day.”

“Oh, you know.” You shrugged, not wanting to start something. “It’s a special occasion.”

“Valentine’s day is not that special.” He laughed as he came behind you to look in the mirror. “But you look beautiful.”

“Thank you.” You smiled tightly as you put in your earrings. Tom went in to kiss you, but you moved so he’s only get your cheek. He clocked your strange behavior but shrugged it off as he grabbed his keys.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY BITCH!” Yara screamed from across the room when she saw you at the party. She ran to you and threw her arms around you, squeezing you tightly. She kissed both your cheeks before placing a tiara on your head.

“There. So everyone knows you’re the birthday girl.” She smiled proudly as she fixed your hair.

“Thank you.” You grinned as you squeezed her hands. “I appreciate you.”

“Well it’s my best friends birthday. I had to do something.” She shrugged playfully. “What did Tom get you?”

“Tom forgot.” You blurted, trying to keep a straight face. “He hasn’t said anything yet.”

“What?” Yara’s face fell. “He threw his brothers this party but didn’t even wish you a happy birthday?”

“There’s a lot going on today.” You tried to defend him. “He wished me a happy Valentine’s Day. And he got me roses.”

“It’s your birthday.” She didn’t let up. “It is his girlfriends birthday. He should know that.”

“It’s okay.” You shrugged it off, but she could tell you were upset.

“It’s not.” She didn’t let up. “Where is he now?”

“Last time I saw him, he was with Tuwaine.” You told her. “I didn’t really want to be around him right now.”

“Good.” Yara nodded as she fixed your hair. “Leave him be until he figures it out.”

“Is that the birthday girl?” A familiar voice came from behind you, making you smile.

“Happy birthday, you two.” You greeted Sam and Harry as you handed them separate birthday cards.

“Happy birthday to you too, princess.” Harry teased as he flicked your tiara. They pulled you into a group hug that lingered while Sam rubbed your back.

“This is for you.” Sam handed you a card.

“And this is from us.” Harry winked as he handed you a small black box.

“Thanks guys.” You smiled in appreciation. “I put your gifts in the back room. Should I get them?”

“Don’t worry about it.” Sam waved his hand. “Open it.”

You opened the box and found a thin black brackets with a straight metal pendant. The pendant had dots and lines going across it, making you look at the twins in confusion.

“It says “Holland” is Morse code. We have them too.” Harry explained as he showed you his matching bracelet.

“It’s to show that you’re part of our family now.” Sam added. “So people know you’re our sister.”

“Thats…” ,you stared at the bracelet for a moment, feeling sentimental tears coming to your eyes, “that’s really sweet, guys. Thank you. That means a lot to me.”

You pulled them into another group hug before letting them get back to their party.

“They remembered.” Yara gave you a pointed look.

“I should probably get back to the party.” You changed the subject, not wanting to sit in self pity. “Thank you for the tiara. You’re the best best friend I could ask for.”

“You’re welcome.” Yara told you as she hugged you tightly. “Happy birthday. I’m sorry your boyfriend is dumb.”

You gave her a look before heading back to the main area of the party. The second you saw Tom, you felt a disappointment in your stomach. He was laughing and having a good time while you were upset. You wished you didn’t care as much as you did, but you were hurt. He had forgotten your birthday and didn’t seem to care.

“Hey. There you are.” Tom smiled when he spotted you, already tipsy as he tried to hug you. “Are you enjoying the party?”

“Yeah.” You said flatly and moved away from him. “I’m gonna go get a drink.”

Tom pouted briefly at your odd behavior as Yara and a friend of yours approached him.

“Where’s your girlfriend?” Your friend, KC, shouted over the music.

“She just left to get a drink.” Tom told her. “She’ll be back soon.”

“Good.” KC nodded. “I have to wish her happy birthday. I called her first thing this morning but I want to tell her in person.”

“It’s my brothers birthday, actually.” Tom corrected her. “They’re over by the pool table.”

“I know.” She laughed shortly. “But it’s Y/n’s birthday too.”

“She’s a Valentine’s baby.” Yara said sweetly while shooting daggers at Tom. “Isn’t that so cute?”

“What?” Tom jutted his head back. “It’s not her birthday. Her birthday is-“

“Today.” KC raised an eyebrow at Tom. “Did you not know?”

“I think he knew.” Yara stated with a hand on her hip. “He just forgot.”

“Oh no. I’m such an asshole.” Tom covered his mouth with his hand. “I can’t believe I forgot her birthday.”

“She couldn’t believe it either.” Yara shrugged. “You’re not gonna live this one down. This is exactly what happened last time.”

“Don’t say that.” KC said in a hushed tone, making Tom grow concerned.

“What do you mean?” Toms eyes darted between the two of them. “What happened last time?”

“Her ex did this last year and she was totally devastated.” KC told him. “He texted her “happy v day” and did nothing all day. They didn’t last a day after that.”

“Really? That’s why they broke up?” Tom began to panic. He knew about the ex, but you had never told him why you broke up.

“Yeah. She felt ignored.” Yara said unsympathetically towards Tom. “She was crying at my apartment until I brought her to your brothers party. That’s when you met, dummy.”

“Oh no.” Tom whined and looked around for you. “Do you think she’ll forgive me?”

“I’m not so sure.” KC shook her head.

“Why do you say that?” Tom panicked at her confidence.

“Because I’m pretty sure she just left.” KC said as she pointed behind Tom. Tom wiped around right as you walked out the door. Harry and Sam were standing near by, still waving to you as you left. Tom rushed over to them, already seeing the disappointment on their faces before he got there.

“Dude, what did you do?” Harry asked, a little annoyed with Tom. “You didn’t wish Y/n a happy birthday?”

“You literally met on her birthday last year.” Sam added. “How could you forget that?”

“I don’t know!” Tom groaned, angry with himself. “It completely slipped my mind. I got her chocolates and roses though.”

“For Valentine’s Day.” Harry interjected. “Not her birthday. You’ve been together for almost a year and you didn’t wish her happy birthday. That’s cold, mate.”

“What did she say to you guys?” Tom asked. “Was she upset?”

“She was crying.” Sam told him, making Tom hang his head in shame.

“I gotta go.” Tom decided. “I have to make it up to her.”

“You can try.” Harry shrugged. “I don’t really think she wants to talk to you.”

“And I don’t really blame her.” Sam mumbled under her breath. Tom let out another sigh before getting his things and leaving the party. He stopped by the store to get a few things before driving home to you.

Once Tom got home, he peered around a wall and found you sitting on the couch reading a book. He took a deep breath before putting on his most apologetic smile.

“Happy birthday.” Tom said weakly as he presented you with a cupcake. He sat down on the couch next to you but you didn’t budge.

“Who told you?” You asked without looking up. Tom sighed and set the cupcake on the coffee table so he could talk to you.

“Yara.” He admitted, and you nodded like you were expecting that. You continued to read your book, putting a nervous feeling in Toms stomach.

“I’m so sorry, princess.” He apologized as he put a hand on your knee. “I completely forgot.”

“I noticed.” You replied coldly, removing his hand.

“How can I make it up to you?” He asked sweetly, hoping you’d give a little.

“It’s fine.” You sighed. “There was a lot going on today. It’s Valentine’s Day and it’s your brothers birthday. And hey, at least you remembered those.”

“It’s not fine.” He frowned. “I can tell you’re upset. I’m so sorry.”

You finally put your book down and stared straight ahead, not knowing what you wanted to say yet.

“I am upset.” You said, like you were admitting it to yourself. “And I’m not sure why.”

“Because I forgot your birthday.” Tom reminded you quietly.

“But it’s only your first offense.” You thought out loud. “This is just strike one.”

“What?” Tom furrowed his eyebrows. “I’m not following, love.”

“I’m trying to say that you’ve been a really good boyfriend so far.” You finally looked at him. “You pay attention and communicate your feelings and go out of your way to make me happy. You have been a picture perfect boyfriend for the past year and all the sudden…”

“I fucked up.” Tom finished your sentence for you. You laughed softly and nodded.

“Yeah.” You agreed. “So I’m not sure how to react. On the one hand, you forgot my birthday. On the other hand, you were busy all day getting me roses and chocolates and throwing an amazing party for your brothers because that’s the kind of guy you are. Should I be mad that you’re so thoughtful that you took too much on?”

“Are you asking me?” He laughed a little.

“I am.” You softened up and smiled at him. “Because I don’t know what to do. I’m upset you forgot my birthday, but I also know why you forgot. So I’m at a bit of a crossroads right now.”

“Well, the party was no excuse to forget.” Tom didn’t let himself off the hook. “I should have remembered.”

“Yes, you should have.” You agreed. “But this has happened to me before. And the last time it happened, I didn’t get an apology and a cupcake.”

“Yara told me about your ex.” Tom said softly as he put his hand on your knee again. This time, you let him. “I’m not like him.”

“I know you’re not.” You smiled weakly. “You’ve spent the past year proving to me that you’re nothing like him. So yes, I’m upset. But I’m also ready to forgive you.”

“You are?” He asked hopefully, leaning closer to silently ask for a kiss.

“I am.” You accepted his kiss and he smiled in relief. “Just don’t do it again.”

“I won’t.” He promised. “Thank you for forgiving me. I love you.”

“I love you too.” You smiled at him. “Now give me that cupcake.”

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xoxo-teddybear · 3 years ago

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Boyfriend’s Best Friend - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader (ft. Kirishima)

Warnings: CRACK, Fluff, Cursing, Frisky moments

Summary: This was not how Bakugou wanted to spend his weekend. Trapped inside his best friend’s body?! Hell no. What makes it worse is that before he can tell you, you’ve already smothered Kirishima (who is in Katsuki’s body) with more than enough attention. Attention that belongs to the angry Pomeranian. And what does Kirishima think about all of this? Fuck nitroglycerin and boners.

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

A/N: This shit is gonna get real confusing so KEEP UP and STAY FOCUSED

“Shit.”

After fighting off that petty thief on their way back to school, the two best friends took a look at each other after feeling a throb in their heads. But something wasn’t right. Bakugou was looking at..Bakugou and Kirishima was looking at...Kirishima???

“WHAT IS HAPPENING?!!” The red blonde headed boy asked. Kirishima made a face at his now very deep and gruff voice. He looked down and noticed his tan skin was the slightest bit paler and his clothes had changed. He turned his gaze towards the position where is best friend should be but only saw..well, himself.

“Argh, shut the hell up Shitty Hair. My head is pounding.” Bakugou said while holding onto his now red hair. He looked towards his friend to see a frantic look on his face. “Quit making me look like a bitch, Kirishima.”

“I can’t help it!! Not after what just happened!!” Kirishima said. Bakugou rolled his eyes and huffed before walking over to his friend and dragging him to a reflective window.

“We switched bodies you idiot. That damn thief must’ve hit us while we were distracted.” Bakugou took a look at his new body and cringed. Not that he thought Kirishima was ugly or anything, but he wanted to be in his own body. It just felt wrong having someone else’s dick.

“Well then we should get back to the dorms and find Mr. Aizawa. Maybe he can help.” Bakugou agreed and the boys started their journey back to the dormitory. As they walked, they took notice of a few things.

“Ugh. All these damn extras are staring at my hair.”

“My palms feel so sweaty.”

“Fuck! I keep biting my inner cheek. Stupid shark teeth.”

“Why the hell am I getting a random ass print?!”

“Nitroglycerin works like viagra Shitty Hair! Just fucking get used to it and learn how to control it!”

“I have your hair man! Does that mean you have shitty hair?”

“SHUT THE HELL UP!!”

“.....Is that..*sniff sniff*...caramel?”

“I SAID SHUT UP!”

—

“You’ll be back to normal in 2 weeks.” Aizawa bluntly said.

“2 WEEKS?!?” The boys screamed.

“Wha- HOW DO YOU KNOW?!” Bakugou screamed, trying to jump onto Aizawa with Kirishima holding him back. To anyone else, it would look like Bakugou holding Kirishima back. Oh how the tables have kinda turned.

“I know because officers have been trying to catch this thief for some time now. Even I’ve run into him on some occasions. His quirk is is called ‘Swapped.’ He takes your soul and spirit and places it in a different form...obviously. It doesn’t do much harm but it lasts for some time. Don’t worry though, you’ll be back to normal eventually.” Their teacher explained. “‘Till then, just tough it out for the next 2 weeks. Dismissed.”

The boys groaned and walked back to the common room floor. They walked in to find a few other classmates who thankfully didn’t seem too suspicious of anything. The boys went their separate ways, going to their own dorms to soothe their still aching heads.

—

Kirishima was the first to come out of his room. After contemplating whether he should take a shower or not, he chose the latter. He could survive the rest of the day without one, he’ll just worry about bathing later. Besides, he doesn’t mind smelling like a sweet treat for the next few hours and you know…not having to see and wash his best friend’s body and dick.

He walked down into the kitchen to find it empty. He was glad he wouldn’t have to explain his situation to anyone. If anyone saw Bakugou acting like the sweet bean that Kirishima is then I’m pretty sure a lot of people would have questions.

Looking around, he saw a batch of brownies left on a tray. He couldn’t help himself and went in to grab one. Unfortunately, he wasn’t aware of how chewy they were and after taking a few chomps, he realized the treat was as tough as glue. He couldn’t even open his mouth! And just to his luck, Bakugou’s girlfriend had walked in, seemingly back from her training session.

“Hi baby.” Y/N said. She went up to who she thought was her boyfriend and gave him a hug along with a peck on his cheek. “How was your day?”

Kirishima grew nervous. He didn’t know how to handle this situation. He would totally tell Y/N that it was actually him in her boyfriend’s body but the brownie sealed his mouth shut! He resorted to going with the flow and just nodding with a nervous smile. A very Bakugou smile.

“Tiring?” Y/N asked. Kirishima nodded his head. “Umm..okay. Well, same for me, but I still have enough energy for movie night, so I’ll see you in the common room. ‘Kay?”

Again, the now blonde nodded his head again. You smiled at him and went in to give him another hug. To your shock, you felt something poking you when you gave your boyfriend a hug. You looked down and noticed a pretty impressive print through his sweats and smirked. You looked up to your “boyfriend” and gave him a sly look. “You sure you’re tired Suki? Cuz your friend down here says you’re down for something else.”

Kirishima began to shake due to his nervousness now. He couldn’t help the damn boner! One, nitroglycerin is apparently 12x stronger than viagra, and two! He can’t relieve himself! Looking at and touching his best friend’s dick was wrong! And weird! Even if it was attached to him now!

What Kirishima wasn’t prepared for was you being so willing to help relieve his stiffy. On the bright side, he’d relive his hard on. On the not so bright side, he’d be fucking his best bro’s girl. Big no no. He definitely wasn’t prepared for your hand to travel down his torso and grab onto his Bakugou’s dick. “You still tired Suki?”

Kirishima couldn’t help himself. It felt too good to stop. He threw his head back and enjoyed the stimulation, even though he knew it was wrong. All he knew was that if he let this whole thing play through, he wouldn’t have to worry about walking around with a huge ass boner. A blush grew on his face as he moaned. He felt you peck at his neck a bit before stopping all your motions. The now blonde looked towards you in confusion and saw your laughter.

“Hehe, sorry Suki. Save it for later tonight, okay? I’ve gotta freshen up but I’ll see you later, Love.” You said before giving him a sweet peck and walking away. Once you were out of sight, Kirishima fanned his face to try and get rid of his blush. He then quickly ran to the fridge and chugged a few gulps of milk down to wash away the brownie.

“Fuck.” Was all that he said. Did that really just happen? Shit. Should he have let that happen? At this point he didn’t know. The man in him said HELL NO, but the nitroglycerin said otherwise. All Kirishima knew was that apparently he had a movie date to get to.

—

So now here we are, Y/N and Kirishima (in Bakugou’s body) all cuddled up on one of the common room couches during the late hours of the night, watching a movie. Kirishima thought Y/N looked really tempting in her booty shorts and tube top. The way her plush chest pressed up against his own as she watched the screen with a smile wasn’t aiding Kirishima’s mission to relieve his hard on.

Throughout the whole movie, Kirishima watched from time to time how Y/N would rub her legs together. It seemed she was growing some urges as well. Kirishima couldn’t shake his nerves..like...AT ALL.

Finally. It was almost the end of the movie. Kirishima had almost made it. All he had to do was finish the last 10 minutes and he could go..well honestly he didn’t know yet but he’ll figure it out later! Unfortunately, the universe had different plans. Kirishima watched as Y/N sat up to grab the remote and turn off the T.V. She placed the object down on the table and faced who she assumed to be her boyfriend. She wrapped her arms around his neck and went to straddle his groin.

“Uh-..Y/N?” Kirishima asked with a shaky voice as he gulped down a nerve. You smirked at him and leaned down to leave kisses all over his neck. Kirishima shook a bit and let out a shudder at your soft lips.

“Relax Suki. We won’t get caught. ‘Sides, when have you ever been afraid to fuck in public?” You said. You then went up to start off your session with a hot kiss to “Katsuki’s” lips. Kirishima had wide eyes as you took in his lips, but eventually, your sweet taste and bouncy lips made him succumb to your wishes.

He placed his hands on your waist as he kissed you back. When he opened his mouth you slid your tongue in as your hands entangled themselves in his hair. The kiss was fiery and passionate and eventually you and “Katsuki” both began to moan into the kiss. His hands traveled to your ass and gave in a firm grip which made you release a loud moan. Things were definitely heating up now.

—

When Katsuki came back to the dorms, he had already been exhausted by the entire situation. The only thing on his mind was getting some rest to ware off the headache, hours had passed and he eventually woke up in the middle of the night.

“Shit, how long have I been out?” He stretched and yawned a bit before he got up. The mirror hanging on his wall reminded him of his new body. “Oh, right. I’m in Shitty Hair’s body......gross.”

Bakugou felt his mouth become dry and so he planned to get a glass of water from the kitchen. As he walked down the halls, he couldn’t help but think about you. His precious girl. The love of his life who’s been with him since childhood and who he’s been dating since their second year in junior high. You were with him through it all and he couldn’t help but feel a little bad that he had to miss movie night.

‘Fuck, did I even tell Y/N I wouldn’t make it to movie night? Crap,’ he thought. Oh well, he’d just have to make up for it later. As he walked near the common rooms, his ears picked up a sound. And not just any sound, it was a moan. And he knew exactly who’s moan it was, for he had been the cause of those exact sounds and he’s heard them time and time again.

Bakugou ran to the common rooms to find his girlfriend and his body making out and slowly grinding on each other on the couch. He watched “his” hands travel to grope Y/N’s ass and bit his lip when he heard his girlfriend’s pleasured moans. He wasn’t gonna lie, the scene before him had turned him on, but what became a huge turnoff was the fact that Bakugou knew it wasn’t him in there and he knew exactly who was in his damn body!

“THE HELL?!” Bakugou screamed in Kirishima’s voice. He watched the two of you jump away from each other in shock and saw a look of fear flow through Kirishima’s his own eyes.

“Jeez, Kirishima. You scared us.” You said to your actual boyfriend without knowing it. Bakugou fumed at the fact that you were just making out and were probably about to fuck his best friend but he couldn’t blame you. You called him Kirishima so you must’ve not known about the switch.

“Can I talk to Bakugou real quick, L/N?” Bleh. Calling someone else by his name was weird and calling you by your family name was very uncomfortable.

“Umm..we’re kinda in the middle of something so maybe if you could jus-“

“Thanks.” He said and dragged “Bakugou” away behind a hallway corner. He pinned his body up against the wall and got in Kirishima’s face as he held the man by his collar. “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING KISSING MY GIRLFRIEND?!”

“IM SORRY! I DIDN’T MEAN TO! SHE CAME ONTO ME!” Kirishima explained while being held against the wall.

“NO SHIT SHE CAME ONTO YOU! YOU’RE IN MY BODY! YOU’RE ME! I’M HER BOYFRIEND! SHE THOUGHT YOU WERE ME SHITTY HAIR!” Bakugou screamed. Kirishima just laughed nervously as Bakugou continued to fume. After venting, Bakugou finally dropped Kirishima back on his feet and pressed the bridge of his nose with 2 fingers. “Okay. Why THE FUCK did you not tell her about the quirk?”

“Because man! .....Your quirk has built in viagra!” Kirishima said in defeat as he threw his hands in the air due to the pent up frustration. “I’ve had a fucking stiffy ever since I got put in your body! So I thought-“

“You thought you could relieve yourself with my girl?!” Bakugou asked with big, angry eyes.

“.....Yes?”

“KIRISHIMA!”

“ALRIGHT!” Kirishima sighed. “Well what now?”

“We go out there and explain to her what happened so you don’t end up fucking her!” Bakugou explained as he tried to walk back to you but Kirishima pulled him back.

“Okay but what about my fucking boner?” The pent up boy asked.

“Just rub it out!” Bakugou exclaimed.

“No way! I’m not touching your dick!” Kirishima rebelled.

“Why not? I’m clean. And big! Just saying, I got a pretty dick dude.” Bakugou said with both hands up in defense.

“BAKUGOU!”

“Yeah, fair.” The ex blonde said. The boys thought about it for a bit before something hit Kirishima like a train.

“Wait..if you’re so okay with me seeing your dick..does that mean..you took a look at mine?!” He asked while shaking Bakugou’s his shoulders.

“What?! Gross! No! I was napping all day Shitty Hair so relax! And get your damn hands offa’ me!” Bakugou said while squirming out of Kirishima’s hold.

“Alright, fine whatever! Let’s just go out and explain to L/N.” Kirishima said.

“Good!”

“Goooooodd!” Bakugou said more dramatically. The two boys finally made it back to you and instead of your boyfriend’s body taking a seat next to you, it remained standing. Meanwhile, “Kirishima” took the seat “Katsuki” previously had. You looked towards the red head and then to your boyfriend in a confused tilt.

“Suki? Are you gonna sit?” You asked to “Bakugou.”

“I am.” “Kirishima” replied. You looked towards the muscular boy sitting next to you with a raised brow.

“What?” You questioned.

“Listen, L/N, we got something to tell you.” The actual Kirishima said. You looked to your “boyfriend” with almost a hurt look on your face as to why he was calling you by your family name. The real Bakugou took notice of your sad voice and softened his eyes at your now upset demeanor. “I’m actually Kirishima...”

Your face grew in surprise and then silence hit the room. The boys gazed your looks for a reaction but got nothing other than pure shock. You couldn’t even say anything other than “Eh?!”

“Yeaahhhh..I’m your actual boyfriend.” The red head said. You looked to Kirishima and inspected him closer.

“Uh..Suki?” You said while zooming in of his face.

“Tch. It’s me Teddy Bear, relax,” Bakugou said while looked away with a blushed face as he pushed your face away. You grumbled at his push and took his hand off.

“Yup. That’s you.” You said, relaxing. “So...you’re Katsuki..and you’re Kirishima?”

You watched the boys nod their heads and you were settling down until another thought came to mind. “Wait..so I was-..on the couch-...I thought-...”

“Yeah, you were making out with Shitty Hair but in my body..” Bakugou said with a hand behind his neck. Your face jumped in shock once more until it was replaced with anger. You watched as Kirishima’s new face became nervous and gave a shaky chuckle.

“Kirishima...” you seethed with slanted eyes before you attempted to jump onto the new blonde. Mid-jump, Bakugou grabbed onto your waist and pulled you back onto his lap. You fought against Katsuki’s hold on you but alas he was too strong.

“Nope! No, settle, settle.” Bakugou said with an iron grip on your waist. You finally calmed down until you took notice you were sitting in BASICALLY Kirishima’s lap. Feeling uncomfortable you scooted off your boyfriend and sat next to him. Bakugou looked at you with a confused expression that demanded an explanation.

“Heh..sorry um, Suki. But I’m not sitting on you or doing...anything else that’s lovey dovey until you’re back to your own body.” You explained.

“Wha- that’s not fair! You were all over here grinding on him just a few minutes ago!” Bakugou whined and pointed at his body.

“Because I didn’t know it wasn’t you!” Bakugou just grumbled and groaned at you. Your reasoning was fair but he just wanted his girlfriend.

“Okay, whatever. Be pouty. Just- When is this quirk gonna wear off?” You asked. Bakugou continued to pout with crossed arms but luckily Kirishima answered.

“2 weeks.” He said.

“Alright then!” You said while clapping your hands and standing up, gathering Katsuki’s attention. “For the next 2 weeks or until you go back to normal, Suki, no touching, no kisses, no overly-friendly hugs, no cuddles, no lap-sitting....”

Bakugou listened to you list all the things he couldn’t do. As you went on, his jaw dropped as he realized he wouldn’t be able to do all the things he usually does to you for the next 2 weeks. The list went on and on until you finished it with one final detail. “...and finally. No sex.”

“WHAT?!” Bakugou said while standing up now. “WHY?!”

“Katsuki. I’m not fucking my boyfriend’s best friend’s body. No offense Kiri,” you said to the other boy.

“None taken!” He said with his winning smile. Just less shark-toothy. Bakugou just mumbled about until you cut him off.

“Anyways! I’m going to bed. After this long and frankly awkward day, I think we all should.” You said and the boys agreed. You all walked to your respected dorms but when Bakugou tried following you into your dorm while he was still in Kirishima’s body, you stopped him with a hand on his chest.

“Uh, sorry Suki. You’ll be sleeping in your own dorm for the next 2 weeks. No sleeping together either.” You watched as Bakugou became much more agitated as he huffed. He grumbled as he reluctantly walked all the way to his own dorm room. You giggled as you watched the now red head walk away and shut your door. You couldn’t help but laugh as you laid down on your bed but 10 minutes passed and before you could fall asleep, a knock was at your door.

“Suki, I said we can’t sleep on my bed together.” You said once you opened the door, finding Kirishima’s body holding a pillow and blanket.

“I know it’s just- *sigh* look, if I can’t cuddle with you can I at least sleep on the ground and hold your hand?” He said, looking away with an embarrassed blush. “I know you said hand-holding isn’t allowed but you won’t be seeing me since I’ll be out of your sight and on the ground.”

You smiled at how clingy he was being. It was adorable and you just had to give in. “Fine, come in.”

Katsuki perked up with a small smile and happily followed you into the room. You got comfy on the bed while he set up his little pillow and blanket. You finally dropped your hand down so he could hold onto it and his warm hand held a strong grip on your own.

So now here you were, late at night, “cuddling” with your boyfriend. In a way. You smiled as you held onto his hand and couldn’t help but giggle when you felt his lips place a sweet kiss to your knuckles. Oh well, I guess there was nothing wrong with holding hands with your boyfriend’s best friend. As long as it’s your boyfriend who’s in his best friend’s body.

You couldn’t believe this was gonna be your life for the next 2 weeks.

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