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"Negotiation"

Summary: Detective!Jason Todd x detective!Reader based on Jake and Amy's relationship

Series Warnings: Swearing, descriptions of violence (but nothing descriptive), guns and other police stuff

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“L/n,” Wayne rapped his fist on Y/n’s desk urgently. “There was a botched B&E at a jewellery store on Benbrock that just turned into a hostage situation.” He sighed and said, “they want you to be the negotiator.”

Y/n gasped and let out a strangled noise of excitement. “Oh my God, my prayers have finally been answered!”

“You pray for a hostage situation?” Jason asked incredulously.

“Yes, I did.” Y/n turned to him, serious as stone. “Every single day.”

Jason frowned, more concerned for the hostages after they heard Y/n’s jokes than Y/n herself. He knew she could handle herself. ”I don't understand. Why isn't ESU handling this?”

“Apparently, the hostage-taker asked for Y/n by name.” Wayne raised a brow and stared down at his detective like she had an answer.

“Oh, it's getting even cooler!” Y/n hummed and contemplated, “man, I wonder who it is. Maybe it's the sister of someone I put away for life. Ooh! Or the identical twin of someone I put away for life. Ooh! Or the fraternal twin of-”

Captain Wayne cut off her tangent. “L/n! Just get down there! And take Drake with you.”

“You got it!” Y/n beamed and jumped up. “Yep, yep, yep.” She turned to Tim who had come to stand next to her. “How do I look? Police-y enough?” She waved him off before he could answer. “It doesn't matter. Let's go negotiate!”

When Tim and Y/n got the the jewellery store, the block was closed off and police cars were surrounding the building, sirens going on and off periodically. Y/n waltzed up to the area and pronounced, “don’t panic, everyone, I'm here.” An officer beckoned her over and Y/n introduced herself. “I'm Y/n L/n, the negotiator.”

The man stared at her, unimpressed. “So you're Y/n L/n?”

“The negotiator, yes. And… who are you?”

“Arnold Flass, ESU. This was my crime scene before you bozos got here.”

Tim sipped on his coffee before noting, “nice to meet you too, Arnold.”

“I've spent ten years as a negotiator and you just took my first hostage situation,” Arnold exclaimed. “All I've done up until now is talk jumpers off of rooftops.”

“Well, that must be satisfying in its own way, right?” Y/n offered. Tim walked off to talk to a more senior, professional officer.

Arnold scoffed. “Yeah, really satisfying saving a crazy person's life. Here's a little advice: I don't like you.”

“Not so much advice as a hurtful statement based on limited interaction,” Y/n muttered.

“He wants to talk to you,” Tim came back and motioned to Y/n.

Arnold rolled his eyes and ripped the label off his vest. He handed it to Y/n begrudgingly. “Get the hell in there.”

“Oh, it says ‘negotiator’ on it.” Y/n happily put it on and weaved through the crowd of officers and bystanders. She took a bullhorn from a cop and called into it, “this is Y/n L/n. I am unarmed and I'm approaching the building.” The door swung open ominously and Y/n glanced back at Tim. He gave her a nod of encouragement. “You wanted to talk to me?” Y/n stepped into the jewellery store, peeking around the corner.

“Keep those hands in the air,” a voice commanded. Then, in a lighter tone, the voice joked, “and wave 'em like you just don't care.”

“What?” Y/n’s brows furrowed, confused.

The hostage-taker finally came into view. “I'm just messing with you, L/n.” Roy Harper grinned. “Put your hands down, give me a hug, darling.”

“Roy!”

“Okay, so are we gonna talk about it?” Steph slipped into the seat next to Jason and leaned on his desk.

“Nope.”

“Todd, you frustrate me,” Damian said. Steph blinked at him, not realising he was listening in.

Jason’s chest clenched. “There is nothing we need to talk about.”

“I disagree,” Damian muttered.

“Listen,” Jason turned away from his computer and Steph knew that it was about to get real. “I just went out on another date with Rose. She’s a lovely girl and I was thinking of taking it to the next step. I’m planning on asking her to be my official girlfriend tomorrow night.”

Steph shook her head. “Yeah, that’s not gonna work. You see, my big plan in life is to push you and Y/n together so you can all be happy and possibly make even cuter babies.”

Jason blushed and swallowed thickly. “I’m not interested in L/n.”

Damian scoffed. “Brown, we have a lie detector at the precinct, correct?”

Steph grinned, eyes lighting up with mischief. “Hey…. Richard!” she called to Dick. “Wanna have a little fun?” Dick looked up, beaming impishly.

“I gotta admit, man,” Roy said, shrugging. “I thought you'd be more happy to see me. Why’re you being so weird?”

“Oh, I don't know.” Y/n pursed her lips together. “I didn't sleep well last night, so I’m just tired. Oh, and also, this is a hostage situation!”

“Wow!” Roy sucked in a dramatic breath. “It's like that.”

“Yes, it's like that. What the hell, man? You called me, remember? You promised me that you wouldn’t do anything to wind up in jail!” Y/n referenced the time when Roy called her in the middle of the night to promise to stop his life as a criminal.

“I didn’t! I work at Tiffany and Co. now.” He rested a proud hand on his chest. ”I sell luxury jewels to the rich and famous and I do it legally. Last week I sold a sapphire necklace to the dude who played Johnny in Hotel Transylvania.”

“You met Johnny?” Y/n exclaimed. “Was he cool? Does he actually like vampires in real life? Wait- no.” She caught herself. “We’re not chatting right now. You have three hostages.”

“You mean Pam and the two Bobs?” Roy looked at the three people on the floor, rope loosely tied around their wrists. “They’re not hostages. I prefer to call them ‘collateral friendships.’ I gave them each one hundred bucks out of my own pocket.”

One of the Bobs spoke up. “Thanks again, Roy.”

The other Bob nodded his head in agreement. “You’re the man, Roy.”

Pam stuttered, “a-actually, I'd rather not be a hostage.”

“Pam hasn't come around to me yet.” Roy shrugged. “Tell her I'm a nice person, Y/n.”

“I'm so sorry,” Y/n said to Pam.

“Officer, are you friends with this criminal?” Pam asked, aghast.

Y/n’s nose scrunched up. “Not really…”

However, Roy replied at the same time, “absolutely, best friends.”

“It's a layered relationship, Pam,” Y/n defended.

“Best friends,” Roy corrected.

”Harper,” Y/n hissed, pulling him towards the door. “What is going on, dude?”

“This isn't my fault, darling!” Roy protested. “Two years ago before I went straight, I stole a big ruby from a drug dealer: Jack Napier.”

“Oh, no, Roy.” Y/n groaned. ”He's a bad guy.”

Roy whined, “I know! When I realised it was his jewel, I torched the briefcase it was in along with the drugs that were in there! Who the hell puts drugs and rubies in the same briefcase?!”

“Oh, no, Roy,” Y/n groaned in the same pitch as before. ”Briefcase drugs?”

“Millions of dollars of them! Napier just found out it was me. Said I had to do a job for him to pay off my debt.”

“But did you tell him you went straight? Did you tell him about Johnny?” Y/n asked desperately.

“I did. He said he didn’t watch Hotel Transylvania.”

“Oh, this guy is the worst.”

“I know.” Roy’s voice turned desperate and low. “L/n, he said he's gonna kill Lian if I don't do this job.”

Y/n’s eyes went wide and her mouth dropped open. “He can't do that. I won’t let him do that. The GCPD can help you guys. We can put you in witness protection!”

Roy shook his head. “I can’t mess up my daughter’s life ‘cause of my mistakes. That's why I'm here stealing this big ‘ole bag of rubies; to make up for the one I stole. Y/n, you know how dangerous this guy can be.” He took a breath. “I need you to help me save my daughter.”

“How can I help?” Y/n responded immediately.

“Easy. I have a plan that's good for everyone. All I need is for you to-”

“-let him go so he can arrange a drop with Napier.” Y/n explained Roy’s plan to Tim. “We arrest Napier, save Lian, Roy turns himself in, and why is that amazing, Tim?”

“Napier’s a huge crime boss,” Tim answered.

“Aaaand what else?”

“GCPD's been trying to get Napier for years.”

“And?”

“That's it.”

“Yeah, it is.” Y/n said, “so, since we all agree, I'll go tell Roy the plan is on.” She swung around to go back inside, but Arnold stopped her.

“No, we don't all agree. He's trapped and frantic. Everything he told you is a lie.”

“Why do you say he's lying?” Y/n asked.

Arnold frowned. “That's all negotiating is. Two liars lie until one liar stands too close to the window and gets shot in the head.”

Y/n scoffed loudly. “That can't be all negotiating is!” She noticed Tim’s head lolling to the side. “Timmy, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but have some more coffee.”

“It absolutely is. Now, get in there and coax him to a window.” Arnold pressed a button on his walkie talkie. “Snipers to one. The window plan is on. I repeat: The window plan is on.”

“No, no, no, no, no!” Y/n cried and tugged the walkie talkie away from Arnold. “Snipers to zero! Snipers take a nap. The nap plan is on. It's nap time, snipers!”

A couple minutes later, Y/n regretfully told Roy, “ESU won't take your deal. They think you're lying.”

“I'm not lying!” Roy gasped dramatically, offended. “I don't wanna be a criminal. I love my life as an average citizen. I voted for the first time this year! It was huge. Lian helped me fill in the little boxes. She chose Ed Breakfast for school board.”

“Who?”

“I don't know,” Roy muttered. “He had a funny name. He deserves a shot.”

“That's exactly why I voted for Stacy Ladle! Anyway, I'm sorry, but they're not cutting a deal.”

“So that's it?” Roy sighed. “I gotta turn myself in and let Napier kill Lian? You’ll take care of her, right?”

Y/n’s heart broke and she could feel a plan formulating in her mind. “Actually… there might be another way.”

“Alright, Todd.” Dick strutted in front of Jason. “We’re gonna do this one time and one time only. Do you have feelings for Y/n?”

“Are you shitting me?” Jason’s head fell into his hands. He was strapped to a lie detector test that Steph was currently monitoring. “We’re actually doing this?”

“Yep!” Dick said. “We have to know. Now, let’s go over the evidence.”

Damian wheeled in a large cork-board which was covered in index cards, push pins, and signature red string. The index cards said things like: ‘Halloween incident,’ ‘Valentine’s Day nicknames,’ ‘1000 pushups blanket,’ ‘googly eyes,’ ‘lack of dates,’ and more.

As Jason read over the cards, his face slowly got more and more red. Dick gleefully snapped a polaroid picture of Jason’s current face and secured it to the board, adding it as another factor of evidence.

Roy shouted from the doorway of the jewellery store. “I've taken your negotiator hostage! If you come in here, I will shoot her.”

Y/n wailed, “just do whatever he says! My life is in his hands! Please!”

Roy slammed the door behind them and then broke out in giggles. “That was so much fun!”

“Oh, man, you sounded really scary.” Y/n exhaled.

“No, no, it was all you. The tremble in your voice sold it. ‘Just do whatever he says.’” Roy mimicked Y/n’s panicked voice

“I mean, I just made that up. Ah, I was so in the moment.” Y/n silently praised herself on her acting skills.

“Darling, seriously? You are a great hostage,” Roy complimented.

“Aw, thanks, Harper. You're a great hostage-taker.”

Outside, Arnold was talking to Tim, lamenting, “I can't believe L/n got taken hostage. The good news is… I'm now the negotiator. Finally!” He slapped another marker labelled ‘negotiator’ on.

“Congratulations,” Tim said dryly.

“I've been waiting for this moment for so long!” Arnold exclaimed.

Roy’s voice from the bullhorn cut him off. “I'm ready to negotiate. But I'll only talk to Tim Drake.”

“That's me, Arnold.” Tim ripped Arnold’s label off and placed it on himself.

“Oh, come on!”

“Welcome, my man!” Roy waved to Tim when the latter entered the store. “I don’t think we’ve met before, have we? I’m Y/n’s bestie. I’m a hugger; bring it in.” He walked over to Tim with open arms.

Tim, however, yanked on one of those arms and looped it over Roy’s head, effectively holding him in place. “Roy Harper, you're under arrest.”

“Holy fuck, Tim’s strong?” Y/n mumbled. “But he’s so lanky and only runs on coffee. Wait, Tim, stop.”

“What's going on?” Tim grunted as he tried to place cuffs on Roy.

“Look, this is not really a hostage situation. I mean, Pam and the two Bobs are definitely being held against their will, but not for much longer.”

Roy spoke up, trying to be helpful. “Y/n’s helping me take down Napier.”

“We can't do it without you,” Y/n pleaded.

“Seriously, L/n?” Tim scoffed. “Isn’t this the guy that you and Cass tried to take down? The one you did a thousand push ups for?”

“You did a thousand push ups for me?” Roy cooed.

“Not important.”

“This is like that story my dad told me as a little kid. He used to quiz me on fables from different cultures.” Tim said, finally releasing Roy. “You're the frog and he's a scorpion. You're gonna help him across the river. In the end, he'll sting you. And then you'll both drown.”

“Geez, that's dark.” Y/n grimaced.

“Yeah, I’d never tell Lian that story,” Roy said.

“My parents didn't read to me at all,” Y/n commented. “I just watched cartoons ’till I fell asleep. Do you think that our childhoods shape the adults we become?” She hummed thoughtfully.

“They do,” Roy and Tim said at the same time.

“And cartoons shaped you into a naive little frog,” Tim said.

“Okay, first off,” Y/n held up a finger. “Little frogs are adorable, and second, he's not that kind of scorpion anymore.”

“I'm a changed bug,” Roy said.

“Actually, scorpions are arthropods.” Tim and Y/n spoke together. Tim looked at her, surprised. “What?” She shrugged. “I listened to the documentary you made us watch. Tim, I know he used to be a criminal and has fooled me in the past, and yes, he is currently engaged in criminal activity.”

“Innocent until proven guilty,” Roy reminded Tim. “But yes, I technically am robbing the store.”

“But, Tim, his daughter is in danger and we have to help her. He agreed to turn himself in when this is all over. Right, Roy?” Y/n scrutinised him.

“I promise.”

Tim sighed. “Cass warned me about him. But okay. What do you need from me?”

“We have an airtight plan.” Roy grinned. He poked the bullhorn out of the door and shouted, ”all we demand is pizza!”

“I’m in a relationship with Rose,” Jason insisted.

“You’re not answering the question!” Dick exclaimed, growing more frustrated.

“That’s because the question is stupid and doesn’t need to be answered!”

“Todd, you must have lost half your brain if you think you’re fooling us.” Damian didn’t look impressed.

“Jason,” Steph exhaled. “By not answering the question, you’re answering the question.”

“Yeah, well, you don’t make sense.” Jason shot back lamely.

“It’s okay to have feelings for L/n.” Steph said, oddly calmly. “You’re not admitting defeat.”

“No, I’m aware, but just…” he sighed heavily and stared down at the table. “What if she doesn’t like me back?”

Steph slowly shut off the computer and the lie detector. Damian had a rare look of sympathy glazing over his eyes. “But she does,” Dick said softly. “She’s told all of us herself. Right, guys?” he asked his friends.

“If I had a nickel…” Steph smiled and huffed, trailing off.

“She’s interrupted many movie nights with tangents of you,” Damian frowned at the fact. He had yet to finish The Gladiator because of Y/n.

“We'll be safe here,” Roy directed Y/n towards a small, neon-lit shop. Tim had provided them a distraction long enough for Roy and Y/n to sneak away. Tim said he would meet with them later. “I know the owner. He'd never turn me in.”

“Yeah,” Y/n nodded along knowingly. “I have the same relationship with the guy who runs this laser tag place I love. I- I mean, gun range.”

Roy chuckled. “L/n, why’re you lying to me, huh? I love laser tag! We gotta go sometime, darling.” He led her inside the place and to a back room which had a large screen and a karaoke machine plugged in and ready to go.

Y/n beamed. “I was hoping you'd say that. Alright, let's text Napier and set up the drop.”

“Okay, yeah. ‘Got the diamonds. Let's meet.’” He clicked his phone and the message was sent. “Done.”

“Okay, now we wait.” She clicked her tongue and hummed. “You know, it’s kinda weird, sitting silently in a private karaoke room, not singing.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he muttered. “But we're on a mission, so, you know, we gotta stay focused.”

“True, true, true, true, true, true.”

“So I wake in the morning and I step outside and I TAKE a deep breath and I GET! REAL! HIGH! And I scream at the top of my lungs ‘WHAT’S GOIN’ ON?’” Roy sang in a falsetto as Y/n accompanied him in a lower tone.

In the middle of the song, Roy’s phone dinged and he paused the song. “Ugh. It’s Napier.”

Y/n pouted in disappointment. “Yeah….”

“The drop is set for 5:00 p.m.” Roy informed her.

“Let's do this.”

“Totally. Although…” Roy shot Y/n a knowing look. “That is an hour and a half from now.”

“And the drop point is actually pretty close to here,” Y/n added.

“So..."

“DANCING QUEEN! YOUNG AND SWEET! ONLY SEVENTEEN OOOOOOOH…”

Tim walked into the room and slowly sipped on his coffee, looking more tired than ever.

“I feel more sympathy for our perps now.” Jason ripped the lie detector off himself.

“Can you please just admit that at some point, past or present, you’ve had feelings for Y/n L/n?” Dick begged. They had spent over three hours in the interrogation room, grilling Jason on his feelings and not getting any work done.

“If it makes you let me go, then yes.”

“I’ll take it!” Steph cried. “It’s close enough!”

“I still say I could’ve made fine use out of a pair of pliers.” Damian glared at Jason. Jason couldn’t help but shudder under his stare.

“Torture me all you want,” Jason said. “But I don’t like Y/n like that. She’s like a sister to me. We’ve worked together for over four years. I don’t love her romantically.”

If he had still been connected to the lie detector, its lines would’ve jumped widely.

Steph said quietly, “just know this: to remember is to love.”

Roy explained the plan to Tim and Y/n in the parking lot where Napier would meet them. “First, a jeweller will come out and inspect the rubies. Then, when he gives the okay, Napier will come and get them.”

“And then I'll take him down.” Y/n cracked her knuckles dramatically.

“Here we go,” Roy mumbled as an expensive car pulled up and a thin man got out. Harper, Drake, and L/n got out of Y/n’s old car and Roy greeted, “What's up, dude? Did anybody ever tell you that you look like the most interesting man in the world? You get that a lot?” After an awkward silence, Roy inhaled sharply. “Geez, I get it. We're not friends.”

The thin man held out his hand and Roy placed the sack of small rubies in it. The man inspected a random ruby and then nodded. Another man got out of the car and Roy said, “There he is. Napier! What's up, Mr. Napier? How’re you doing?” Napier’s car pulled away to give them some privacy.

“Shut up.” Napier licked his lips. “Give me the rubies.”

A new voice shouted from the other end of the parking lot. “L/N!”

Y/n cringed. “No, no, no, not now.”

Arnold yelled out, “I tracked your phone, idiot. I knew you were working with this criminal! You were gonna double cross us!”

Y/n’s head whipped back to Napier, but he was already running down the street, phone pressed to his ear, likely calling his driver.

Arnold gasped. “That's Napier. Harper wasn’t lying. Well, we gotta arrest him!” Arnold grabbed Y/n’s vest and pulled her back.

“Y/n, he's running!” Tim cried, already in pursuit of Napier.

“Lemme go!” Y/n tried to yank away.

“Only if I get the collar and one hundred percent of the credit.” Arnold growled.

“Are you negotiating right now?”

“Always.”

“Okay, that was actually a really cool line. Deal. Let’s do it.” She pointed harshly at Roy. “Stay. Here.”

“Okay.” Roy shrugged.

Y/n and Arnold ran off after Napier, catching up to Tim. “GCPD!” Tim shouted. “Stop and put your hands in the air!” Napier continued running and Tim groaned. “Why don’t they ever listen?”

“Drake,” Y/n swerved towards another street. “I’ll block him off!”

“Not without me, you won’t!” Arnold changed direction and sprinted after Y/n.

Napier’s eyes grew wide when he saw Y/n and Arnold appear ahead of him. He glanced over his shoulder and when he saw Tim, still in pursuit, he cried out in frustration. Y/n tackled him to the ground and threw handcuffs on him. After she was done Mirandizing him, she apologised to Arnold. “Sorry I ran out on you at the jewellery store. But I couldn't let this guy get away.”

“Look, I'm fine with it.” Arnold said. “Arresting Napier’s gonna get me a promotion and at the end of the day, that's what this is all about.”

Y/n squinted at him. “Right, that and getting a major drug lord off the streets.”

“Yeah, right. I don't care about that.”

Y/n stared at him, wide-eyed before brushing him off. “Whatever. Let's bring in Roy Harper.” She left Napier with Tim and ran back to the parking lot. Finding it empty, she cried, “Oh, fucking hell! Where is he? Roy? Roy?!”

Arnold saddled up behind her. “Don't worry. We'll get him. At least we have Napier and the rubies.”

Y/n simply shouted, “Roy!”

“Why are you still calling for him?”

“ROY!”

Arnold realised, “oh my God, he has the rubies, doesn't he?”

“Roy!” Y/n quickly composed her wits and muttered to herself, “I'm sure Harper didn't run off with the rubies. I bet he's looking for me right now. You know what, I bet he's worried that I’m in trouble!” She frantically pulled out her phone. “I'll just call him and put his mind at ease.”

Arnold raised a brow. “Lady, he's already gone.” He placed a hand on Y/n’s shoulder and Y/n pushed him off, giving him an icy glare. “He's not gonna picking up.” Y/n’s jaw clenched at Arnold’s words.

Suddenly, Roy’s voice filtered through her phone and she breathed a sigh of relief. “What's up, L/n?”

“Ha!” Y/n pointed a victorious finger at Arnold. “He did pick up. In your-”

“This is goodbye forever,” Roy cut her off.

“No!” Y/n stomped her foot. “I can't believe you deceived me. I can't believe you used my love for Lian against me.”

“I love that you love her.”

“Of course I do! She’s the living embodiment of the reminder that childhood innocence never dies.”

“Amen,” he agreed. “But, I wasn't lying though. Napier was gonna hurt her and you saved her life. Buuuut then I was all alone with the rubies and next thing I know, I'm hotwiring a car and driving away.

”But I thought you liked being a good citizen? You voted Ed Breakfast for school board!” Y/n whined.

“And he immediately had a sex scandal.” Roy reminded her. “It was very disillusioning.”

“Understandable. Our democracy is crumbling. But, Roy, this is not what we’re talking about. They could take my badge!”

“Tim was right.” Roy smiled faintly. “I'm a scorpion. I thought you knew me better by now. I'm sorry I can't be the man you want me to be.”

“Damn it, stop being so romantic.” Y/n choked on her words and begged, “now turn around and come back to me, you fool?” The line clicked and she called, “hello? Hello? He's gone…. He broke my heart.” Tim walked up behind her as her lip quivered theatrically. She turned towards her fellow detective and hugged him tightly. “Now you tell me everything's gonna be okay, Timmy boy!”

“Everything's gonna be okay,” Tim reassured monotonously.

“You don't know that, Tim!”

“I just got off the phone with the brass,” Captain Wayne said to Y/n. “It doesn't look good. They're still trying to decide on a punishment for your actions.”

Y/n sniffed and asked meekly, “Did you tell them I feel so bad I have a tummy ache?”

“I did. They were unaffected.”

“Are you sure it’s not cramps?” Jason pushed a box of chocolate towards his coworker. “It is your time of the month.”

Y/n grimaced in disgust. “It’s creepy that you know that.”

“Not really,” Tim said. “You, Steph, and Cass have all synced up. We all know when to have desserts in our desks.”

“I think even Kori is synced up to you guys,” Dick added. “Somehow.”

“So no.” Damian spoke up. “In this instance, Todd isn’t creepy.”

Y/n looked up at Wayne as if to ask his opinion on this matter. All he said is, “I have no comment to add in this conversation. Back to the topic at hand, the brass said they could’ve justified your tactics if you'd gotten Napier and the rubies, but as things stand, there are no rubies.” He sighed and said, “you're looking at a suspension, maybe worse. Unless you can track down Harper and recover those rubies.”

“Can they wait twelve months?” Y/n asked hopefully. “I usually run into him about once a year.” Her eyes caught on something on her desk. “Wait a minute. What doth we have here?”

Y/n walked into the karaoke place and looked around hesitantly. “I've got this coupon for a private room?”

“Yep,” a worker said. “Right this way. We already have a song cued up for you.”

The screen blinked on as soon as the worker left the room and a large picture of Roy Harper with Lian on his hip showed up.

Y/n shook her head and muttered, “Harper.”

“What's up, L/n?” the recording asked happily. “Thank you so much for coming. So, I thought about it and I think I did you dirty. I never meant to cause you any trouble.”

“Yeah, well, you caused me a lot.” Y/n kicked at something at her feet.

Roy chuckled and said, “you're talking to a pre-recorded video, but it's cool. I know what you're saying. I hear you in my heart,” he said emphatically.

Y/n rolled her eyes. “What am I doing here?” she asked herself.

“I feel the same way,” the recorded Roy placed a hand to his heart. “You’re my best friend too.” He nodded thoughtfully and said, “look, I'm not coming back. We started a new life here in San Diego.” He jostled Lian who was giggling on his hip.

Y/n shook her head, grinning. “It’s stupid telling me where you are.”

“Come on, darling, I’m not in damn San Diego.” Roy laughed loudly. “Everybody knows that place sucks! But, I got you a little something as a going away gift. It's on the table next to you.”

Y/n opened the small velvet sack and gasped. “The rubies. Yes! I- I can’t believe you actually brought them back…”

“The rubies!” Roy cried from the screen.

Y/n let out a lighthearted laugh. “Yeah, you mistimed that one.”

“No, you're the best. Look, even though I am a scorpion, I will never drown your adorable little frog ass. So that's all I gotta say.” He glanced down at Lian who was smiling happily, staring at something in the distance. “I'm sure I'll see you again at some point,” Roy said, his eyes softening. “But for now, that coupon you got there, that's for a full hour in a private room. So…”

“Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go! BeeLZEbub has a devil put aside for meeee… for meeee! For meEEEEEEEEEE!” Lian sang along as Roy and Y/n banged their heads to the music.

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orcasoul · 7 months ago

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I'll Come Back For You

Summary: Letting go is hard to do for both of you. But as they say, if you love someone, you have to let them go.

Warnings: Death, Grieving, Mention of Injury, Swearing, No Use of Y/N.

Italics indicate inward thinking.

Word Count: 3,966

Joel sat on the porch swing, staring lovingly at how the late evening rays illuminated the varying deep shades of your hair, how it flowed down past your shoulders and blew gently in the summer breeze. God you're a work of art. He'd taken so much for granted before, but now, every time he casts his gaze upon you he savours each and every second.

The slope of your nose, the faint lines at the corners of your eyes, the few strands that have began to turn grey, even the way you hold yourself. If Joel had his way, these moments would never end. These are the moments when his life makes sense. Where he can breathe and just.... be. Where the gnarled roots of wretched sorrow and anger briefly release their strangling grip on his tormented soul.

In these precious moments, in your presence he can once again feel a spark of life ignite inside him, can almost feel the broken shards of his heart piecing themselves back together. He doesn't care how many times Tommy and Ellie have expressed their concern for his mental well being, or how they've begged him to open up to them and not shut them out. He doesn't need their pity or 'support'. You're all he needs.

"You're staring again," you chuckle, while turning to stare at Joel's warm eyes. A fond smile twitches at the corner of his mouth. "I'm sorry, I guess I am," he replies softly, but his tone is anything but apologetic. "I just can't help it. You're so beautiful." You smile sadly, looking down at Joel's hand. You reach over, instinct and love propelling you to take hold and lace your fingers with his.

But at the last moment, you stop and drop your hand to your lap. There was no need to look at Joel to know the anguish and longing written all over his face. Hell, you feel it too. The deep rooted need to feel each other's skin and warmth is overwhelming for you both. But it's no use. It can't happen now.

"So are you," you whisper affectionately. Your smile fades and Joel furrows his brow in confusion. "You've been awful quiet this evening, sweetheart. Something on your mind?" Joel asks, his voice laced with concern. You close your eyes and sigh. You don't want to answer. You don't want to have to do this, but it's for the best.

This cannot be ignored anymore. You refuse to sit by and watch the man you love retreat further and further into himself, downing in a sea of sorrow. As long as you are here, you are a painful reminder. You had hoped your presence would have helped Joel to come to terms with what happened, reassuring him that it was beyond his control.

There was nothing anyone could have done. But for all your efforts, you can see now that your being here means Joel is stuck in limbo. He needs to find a way forward, to find something to keep fighting for, and you fear that can't happen unless you give him the space grieve and heal.

"Joel...," your voice wobbles as you struggle against the lump in your throat. "It's time. You need to let me go. You have to allow yourself to move on." Joel's soulful brown eyes meet yours, glistening with unshed tears and you feel your heart breaking for him. 'I... I can't," his voice almost sounds pleading, "I can't do this without you."

He desperately wants to hold you, to keep you in his arms forever. He's never loved any woman the way he loves you. Love isn't a strong enough word to describe the depth of his devotion and affection for you. You are (were) his life, his joy, the very beat of his heart, a missing piece of his soul.

He can't do this, not again. How can he even put one foot in front of the other if you are not in step with him? Without you he will remain hollow, aimless, just a simple lifeform existing from one day to the next. You take a shuddering breath, hoping your next words can convince him.

"Yes, you can, baby. You're the strongest person I know. I know it will be hard and I'm sorry... "I"m so sorry it has to be like this-," "Don't," Joel cut you off gently, shaking his head, "You have nothing to apologise for," "Neither do you," you reply, matter of factly. Joel looked straight ahead, his jaw ticking as he tries to tamp down the anger festering away inside of him.

The self loathing he deserves for failing another person he loves. "I should have been there to protect you." "Oh Joel," you sigh, sadly, "How many times do I have to say it? We cannot control everything around us. You need to accept that life has it's own plan and what will happen, will happen. It's. Not. Your. Fault." You enunciate the last sentence with conviction, tears threatening to chock you at the obvious ruination haunting Joel's visage.

Even from his side profile the pain is clearly evident. A moment of silence follows, after which, Joel turns to face you, eyes redened, tears now trailing the curve of his cheeks. "I love you so much," his pained words are barely above a whisper, as if his grief is physically crushing his windpipe. "And I love you. I always have," you reply softly as your own tears begin to fall.

You want nothing more than to comfort him, to take him in your arms and shield him from his suffering, to wipe his tears away and kiss his soft salt and pepper curls. But it's impossible and you feel so helpless, so useless.... and you hate that. How cruel its, to be so close and yet, so far away.

"And that's why...," you take a deep breath, your own sorrow weighing heavily on you with what you now have to do. "I have to go." Joel's eyes widen but before he can protest, you continue, "I'm sorry," the regret choking you is stifling, "I wanted to help you find a way through this, but I can see now that I'm doing more harm than good. You need to be able to mourn, Joel. And you need to accept the love and support of those around you. You still have family here and they want so desperately to help you, but you've pushed them away. I can't bare to see you wasting away like this."

Somewhere, deep down Joel knew that this time would come, he knew you couldn't stay here forever, but how the hell can he let you go? It would be like expecting him to live without breath in his lungs. "Please, y... you can't go..." Joel's voice wavered as he continued., "I... I can't lose you again, sweetheart." You try to reassure him with a gentle smile, "You'll never never truly lose me, darling."

A sad sigh escapes you, "But you will lose yourself if you continue down this path, and I won't let that happen. Ellie and Tommy are so worried about you. You need them, even if you don' realise it." "How am I supposed to live every day without you? I just...," Joel lets out a shaky breath, rubbing his hand over his face, "I Cant. I've lost too much. I can't do it again."

The defeat in Joel's voice, his eyes, his posture causes your gut to twist up. You want to stay, it's tearing you apart inside, feeling as though you're abandoning him in his hour of need. But staying would only make things worse in the long run. Sometimes you have to make difficult decisions for the greater good. It will be hard for him, but he still has so much to live for, so much love to give, even if he's blind to it right now.

"Joel," you began, voice gentle but firm, "You can. The Joel Miller I know can do anything he puts his mind too." A barely visible smile appears at one corner of Joel's mouth, but as soon as it appears, it's gone. "I want you to do something for me, darling," " anything!" Joel replies in earnest. If you could physically caress his cheek right now, you would. It feels so wrong to not be able to touch him. All you can do is shuffle closer and lean into his tired face.

"I want you to promise me that you'll keep going, that you'll allow yourself to feel everything you need to, and that you'll lean on your family. Promise me that you'll live the best life that you can for yourself, for them... and for me, please." Joel is lost for words. He's done a lot of bad things in his life, but he must have done something good at some point for the universe to bring you to him. He doesn't deserve the endless love and concern you continue to bestow upon him, even in death.

Your bright and hopeful eyes bring Joel a sense of clarity. This is the last thing he can do for you, the last thing you'll ever ask of him, and he will do it, for you. No matter how difficult it will be. He suddenly doesn't feel so lost and adrift anymore. You have given him a new purpose. He will honour your last request until his dying breath. After a few seconds of quiet contemplation, Joel whispers, "I promise."

You release a sigh of relief, a heavy weight lifted from your shoulders at Joel's reassurance. He'll be alright. "And I promise you, when the time comes, I'll come back for you. One day, we'll be together again. But I have to go now," you pause, trying to fight the tears that threaten to fall again, "I won't say goodbye, cause this isn't goodbye. It's see you later."

Joel swallows the sob trying to climb up his throat. His heart is screaming at him to beg you to stay, but he knows when your mind is made up, it's made up. And you've decided he needs this. As much as he can't fathom not seeing you again for god knows how long, he takes comfort in knowing this separation is temporary. He will hold you again, laugh with you again and spend eternity by your side.

"I love you," Joel sniffled, knowing this is it, woe burying itself deeper into his soul. "I love you too," you declare, devotedly. "see ya later?" The words leave Joel's lips as a hopeful question. "See ya later," you confirm lovingly, and with that you fade into the soft golden twilight.

6 Years Later...

Joel couldn't focus, his eyelids like lead and his body trembling. The voices around him seemed distant and muffled one second, then loud and sharp the next. Throbbing pain bloomed through his torso, exacerbated by each breath he took. "What do you mean there's nothing more you can do?" Was that Tommy? "You can't just give up on him!" Tommy shouted, his voice a mixture of anger and fear.

"I'm so sorry, but all we can do now is try to make him as comfortable as we can." Darkness encompassed Joel as the voices began to fade once more. When his eyes opened again, he's met with the grave faces of Ellie and Tommy. He tries to sit up but his limbs feel too heavy, even turning his head is a challenge, and the oppressive atmosphere shrouding the room tells Joel the situation is... bad.

"What-" "Shhh...," soothed Ellie with tears in her eyes. "You're in the hospital." Joel swallowed thickly, wincing as his body screamed in protest at the slightest movement. He slowly turned his head to see Tommy standing at the other side of his bed. His blotchy, tear streaked face caused Joel's stomach to twist up in knots. At that moment, it all came rushing back to him.

The ambush while on patrol with Tommy, the broken baseball bat protruding from him (again), Tommy heaving his battered body onto his own horse so he could keep him upright on the journey back. He's been in dire situations more times than he'd like to remember but this time it's... different, both Tommy and Ellie's sombre mien thickening the atmosphere as every second passes.

And that's when it dawned on Joel; This isn't just bad, this is something he won't come back from. "Tell me...," Joel mumbled, weakly. Tommy cleared his throat, trying to keep his voice even, "The uh... the doctor..," Tommy lowered his head, shaking it as if in disbelief. Normally, Joel would snap at Tommy to 'spit it out' whenever he fumbled his words, but not this time. Not when his baby brother is clearly struggling to keep it together.

Tommy sighed, lifting his gaze to meet Joel's. "The doctor said you have internal bleeding and uh... there's nothing more they can do." Nothing more they can do. The words echo loudly in Joel's ears. He's had many close calls over the years. He'd used up his nine lives a long time ago and now his number was up. Our luck had to run out sooner or later. Tess' last words return as a grim reminder of the fragility of life in this world.

A part of Joel always knew he'd meet his end sooner rather than later, but being faced with that reality now.... well, nothing could have ever truly prepared him for this moment, the finality of his tumultuous life. Joel remained still, staring up at the ceiling while it sank in, a barrage of emotions crashing over him, simultaneously; Fear of the unknown, worry for the family he'll leave behind, regret for so many past mistakes, but also... acceptance. After everything he feels unexpectedly ready.

He'd kept his promise to you everyday for the past six years. He'd rebuilt his fragile relationship with Ellie. It took many deep and uncomfortable conversations and he always gave her space when she needed it, but slowly the cracks disappeared and the two became closer than ever, he even became a doting grandpa to JJ and a devoted uncle to Dylan.

The past mistakes with Tommy could never truly be erased, but he and Tommy both came to realise that they couldn't and more importantly, didn't want to dwell on it anymore, even Maria had come to accept Joel and gave him a second chance to start over with no animosity between them. He'd done that for you, just as you'd asked of him. Everyday Joel had kept your memory alive as he'd lived the best life he could, and now he's reached the end.

"Joel...," Ellie's quivering voice broke through Joel's hazy mind. The woefulness behind her tears caused Joel's heart to clench. "Come here, kiddo," comforted Joel as he slowly lifted an arm to embrace his adopted daughter. Her warm tears fell onto his neck as he gently rubbed the back of her head. "It's...okay. It'll be okay," he gulped while trying to be strong for her. "How can it be okay? How will any of us be okay without you?" Ellie wept, voice shaking with each breath.

"You're strong and you h... have people who care about you. Don't make the sa... same mistake I did," Joel told her as he thought about how he spent so long pushing people away. "I love you," she breathed out quietly into his ear, and Joel closed his eyes, sighing in contentment. "I love you too, baby girl. You take good... care of JJ... you hear me?" "I will," Ellie promised. Joel then looked to Tommy, who's head hung low in shame and remorse. "This is my fault," his jaw clenched in anger, the same way Joel's always does, "I'm so fucking sorry. I should have been quicker, should have killed that bastard sooner!"

"Hey...," Joel gently interrupted, "It's not your... fault. We were outnumbered." Tommy shook his head, seemingly unable to accept his failure. "Tommy," Joel began, in a no nonsense tone, causing his brothers' eyes to meet his own, "You got us out... of there and got us home. That's what... matters! So don't you dare b... blame yourself for th... this.

Tommy was speechless for a moment. He grabbed Joel's hand and asksed, "Who's gonna keep my ass in check around here now?" "I'm s...sure Maria has that covered...," it was becoming more difficult for Joel to talk, "and if not this one will do the job," he quipped, pointing to Ellie with a small chuckle but he immediately winced as shooting pains radiated around his lower abdomen. "Easy...," Tommy rested a comforting hand on Joel's shoulder.

As the hours wore on, Joel became weaker, his breathing more laboured. Medication helped to ease the worst of the pain, even though, at first he refused it, insisting that it was pointless to waste it on him. It was only after Ellie had begged him to take it, that he finally relented. Maria and Dina came to say a teary farewell but left the children with a babysitter, as Joel didn't want their last memories of him to be a bruised and bloodied man on his deathbed.

Day bled into night. Ellie and Tommy kept vigil at Joel's bedside while he slipped in and out of consciousness. Joel became even more breathless, his golden hue became pale and clammy. It wouldn't be long now. A sombre silence filled the air, holding more weight than any words could. But even if Joel wanted to speak, he found he suddenly lacked the strength to even open his mouth. An exhaustion he'd never experienced before swept over him like a warm blanket, along with a bone deep, desperate need to sleep. Just for a bit. I'll sleep just for a bit.

"Joel?..." a warm hand on his cheek and a soft voice he'd know anywhere, resounded in his ears like a sweet melody. His eyes shot open and he gasped in shock as he took in the image of you standing beside him and... touching him! Maybe he's dreaming? "Hi, baby," you smiled down at him with tears in your eyes, stroking his patchy jaw, tenderly. "You're here," he sputtered in disbelief.

"I promise I'd come back for you," you replied soothingly. And that's when Joel knew without a doubt he's not dreaming. As if on instinct Joel reached for your hand, clasping it in his own, bringing it to his mouth and pressed his lips to your soft palm. "I missed you," he cried, unable to believe that the moment he's waited years for is finally upon him. How he missed your delicate touch.

He'd dreamed of your embrace every night for the past six years, and now at long last, it's real. Joel swung his legs over the side of the bed, pulling himself up, the absence of pain and the rejuvenation of his 'body', another confirmation of his new reality. Joel wastes no time pulling you into his broad chest and you wrap your arms around his waist, burying your face in the crook of his neck.

You breathe in his woodsy and coffee scent, while at the same time Joel's nose buries itself in your hair, slowly inhaling your scent, one hand splayed across your back and the other cupping the back of your head. Tears stream down both of your faces as years of longing and loneliness come to an end. Now only forever awaits. "I missed you too," you wept, "So much." "I did it, darling. I did it all for you, every day," Joel whispered into your ear. You pull back, enough to look into his eyes, eyes filled with relief and love.

Gently holding his cheek, you reply, "I know. And I'm so proud of you. Now you can rest, my love." As the tears begin to dry and emotions calm somewhat, Joel realises you two weren't the only one's crying. Turning around his heart sinks and chest tightens as he has to witness Tommy holding a sobbing Ellie, while his own tears silently fall. On the bed, Joel's body lies motionless, drained of colour but with a serene peace adorning his relaxed features.

He remains frozen to the spot, wide eyed until you slip your hand into his, giving him a supportive 'I'm here' squeeze. "They'll be okay." You smooth your other hand up and down his arm. "They have each other and their families. They'll take care of them. And when the time comes, we'll all be together again." Joel answers with a silent nod, squeezing your hand in return. You know Joel through and through, and you know that he's always taken it upon himself to care for and protect those he loves.

But now that responsibility is his his no more. It'll be hard for Joel to relinquish said responsibility, which has been the staple in his life, but he has faith in Tommy, knowing he'll look after Ellie. They're family, blood or not. He can rest in that knowledge. "Joel...," he brings his attention back to you, raising a quizzical eyebrow at the smile plastered across your face. "I brought someone with me. Someone who has been waiting a long time to see you again."

Realisation of whom you are referring to flashes across Joel's face, but before the name can pass his lips, he hears the sweetest, most perfect voice say the word he hasn't been called in over twenty years. "Dad...," With bated breath, Joel slowly turned around, his mind struggling to function properly. There she is! His baby girl, standing in front of him, just as beautiful as he'd remembered her.

"Sarah...," Joel whispered in awe, frozen to the spot where he stood. 'Hi, old man," she smiled as she closed the gap between them. Her close proximity snapped Joel out of his statue like stance, quickly pulling her into his arms and holding her tightly to his chest. "I missed you," she cried into his chest, while wrapping her arms around his waist. "I missed you too," Joel choked out, "It's okay baby girl, I'm here, I'm here," he comforted her as his own tears joined hers.

He tenderly drew her head back, cupping her face in his hands, his eyes absorbing every beautiful inch of her features; Her expressive eyes that has passed onto her, that killer smile he'd always thought of so fondly, the blush of pink that always tinted her cheeks. God how he'd missed her. "You're grey," Sarah teased through her tears, running her fingers through his soft curls.

Joel chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners with warmth and admiration. "Your beautiful." He pulls her in for another hug and turns his head to you. You are crying silent, happy tears for them both. Joel reaches out, silently beckoning you over. With his daughter under one arm and the woman he loves under the other, he now feels complete.

His post cordyceps life has led to this very moment, to be with the people he loves the most. Of course his heart aches at the thought of leaving Tommy and Ellie behind, but it won't be forever. You're right. It's his time to rest. Sarah takes his hand in hers, her thumb rubbing over the scars on his knuckles. "Let's go home," she said, softly, "We have much to talk about."

With one last glance over his shoulder and a nod of confirmation, Joel is ready. A bright mist hovers where a wall should be, a calm and quiet ambience emanating from within. Together, with linked hands the three of you slowly disappear as you walk through the veil into forever.

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #joel miller fic #joel miller imagine #pedro pascal fandom #joel miller x you #joel miller the last of us #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller angst #joel tlou #joel x reader #joel x you #tlou fanfiction #pedro pascal characters #joel miller x reader #joel miller x fem reader #the last of us #tlou

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natelia-aldelliz · 2 years ago

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"зайчик, we have a problem" Nikolai says, opening Price's office's door.

The Captain sighs and doesn't lift his head, focused on trying to decipher the last report from Soap and Roach. Never again he sends them out together, he swears to himself. Not without a chaperone.

"Are we at war?"

"Eh," Nik hesitates, making Price frown and finally lift his head to look at the man.

He has a child in his arms. A black kid, barely more than a toddler. "What the - Nik, who's that?"

"Ah, this is part of the problem," Nik says with his heavy accent, sending a smile towards Price. "Say hi to Cap, Kyle."

The child frowns at him, buries his head shyly in Nik's shoulder and mutters a little 'hi' from his hiding space. Price doesn't understand.

"Uh, hi?" he says back, sending a confused look towards his lover.

"It's Gaz," Nik explains. "Like I've said, we have a situation."

A 'situation' is a bit of an understatement, in Price's eyes. He's surrounded by toddlers, his chain of command decimated, with no explanation and no solution. And if he thought they were a handful as adults, well they're worse as children.

Even Gaz got over his initial shyness and is running around, screeching with Soap. The only one who's calm is Simon. But it's not for a good reason, and it breaks his heart to see him almost cowering in the corner, panicked at the idea of not being home and his father being angry at him for that.

"Psst," a little voice interrupts his thoughts, accompanied by taps on his knee. He looks down at Roach, who's staring at him with a grin. Oh god, what now.

"Yeah?" he asks, fearing the worse.

"I caught a bug," Roach whispers like a secret.

Price looks down at his empty hands and feels the dread rising in him. "That's uh, that's nice, did you want to show it to me?"

Roach shakes his head. "I can't," he keeps on whispering. "I ate it."

Oh god.

The child looks so fucking proud of himself too. Price is lost. If he had wanted children, he would have had them, honestly. Apart from his sexuality and work overload, nothing kept him from just going out there and making a baby with someone. The thing is, he never wanted kids. He has no idea what to do!

"I'm gonna bite him," Roach whispers again, pointing towards Simon.

This is a nightmare, he thinks as he looks at the child making his way towards the poor unsuspecting kid. Soap has started climbing him like a mountain, claiming to Gaz that there's a treasure at the top, encouraging him to start climbing his arm as well.

And Nik is just taking pictures. If he wasn't the only one here that had some idea of what to do, he'd have strangled him.

Soap suddenly stops moving, sitting on his shoulder with his arms on top of his head, and Price barely catches him as he falls, sound asleep, and Gaz starts crying that he doesn't want nap time.

Suddenly he regrets complaining about that report. He'd take a hundred of them over this right now.

#cod mw2 #captain john price #cod nikolai #kyle gaz garrick #gary roach sanderson #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #nikprice #toddlers 141 au #price just doesn't trust himself with small children #he does have a very good paternal instinct - as seen with them as adults - but he thinks children are easily breakable and that scares him #he'll get the hang of it eventually after the shock recedes #and then like a week later they wake up as adults again like nothing happened #i have no other idea beyond that - i don't even know where it came from #the thought process was 'proof-reading ch 5 of werewolf au fic' → 'i'm hungry' → 'what about baby 141 and dadprice'

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sinning-23 · 1 year ago

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Supa Freak (NSFW Headcannons)

Seggcy headcanons plus bonuses opla headcanons

Warnings!: i mean ... it says nsfw in the title bro...favorite position, volume, size, stuff like that, things they say during the act-

Anyway! Enjoy

Warnings: THESE ARE 18+ HEADCANNONS! Let’s be fr.

Zoro

-Okay so…..I’m not saying it’s always the quiet ones but-

-I feel like he’s not particularly picky when I comes to being intimate with you. If he can see your face or be able to had a handful of your ass in his hands he’s happy. (doggy w/ the mirror in front of you. best of both worlds)

-He’s not much of a submissive lover either, I think the closest you’ll ever get to that is riding him and even then he’s got control most the time.

-I like to think he prefers back shots because he likes the sound of your skin slapping because he’s fuckinf you that hard and fast. He also like then you can’t seem to form a sentence cause he’s reaching even the deepest parts of you.

-He’s not very loud btw. Like slight groans here and there. I think he’d be a pinch more talkative tho.

-“That’s it, take it.” Or “Justttt like that.” Or “You like the way I fuck you? Don’t you?”

-7”, shower, cut

Luffy

-Let him eat. And he won’t stop until he’s satisfied.

-That’s his go to honestly, if he’s not going to do anything else, he’s going to eat you out. It’s his favourite, you just taste too damn good. I feel like he’s the type to lock your thighs in place and hold your hips down so you can squirm away from in in an attempt to save yourself from overstimulation.

-Puts his hat over your face and has you lean alllll the way back. Loves seeing you like that.

-He’s a pretty good volume, and he’s never had a problem taking with his mouth full so jsut know you’ll get to hear everything he as to say about you and how good you are to him/for him.

-“Soooo good” Or “Fuck I could eat you all day.” Or “Stop trying to run from me, I’m not finished.”

-Had made you squirt on multiple occasions from his tongue alone. Call to a ‘special skill’.

-6.5, grower(ironic), uncut

Usopp

-He can laugh you out your panties we all know it too, don’t act surprised.

-I feel like he’s one to like good old cowgirl. You mean to tell him he can see your face AND feel/fill you up? Oh say less.

-I think his favorite part is watching you sink down on it, that little nervous look you get wondering if it’ll fit despite you having done this countless times before.

-Knows your thighs get cramped up so he will take it upon himself to lift you up and thrust upwards so you can have a break. But god is it hard to hold back when you’re so warm, and wet, and squeezing him so well. He wants to last but you’re making it hard to.

-Not much of a talker but will definitely moan and whimper. He’s too busy trying not to cum to talk. He’s got to fuckin focus-

-Oh the chance that he does talk it’s really to warn you or swear at how good you feel

-“F-Fuck.” Or “Wait I can't-I’m gonna-”

-6.5, uncut, shower

Sanji

-Against the wall (bitch I know yall saw him shirtless I'm sure that he's got enough body strength for the both of you.)

-Something about you being trapped gets him going. He makes sure you're secure against the wall too, his hands secure at your thighs and ass, holding you up, watching the way your body kinda recoils with each thrust.

-Just know he's marking you up, I mean all the way up. You're gonna look like someone strangled you by the end of it and, yes you did because he's got a thing for choking (giving or receiving) but also he can't seem to keep those pearly whites off the skin of your neck. Claims you're "too delicious not to taste."

-let him lick caramel off your titties.

-Isn't really loud, but isn't exactly quiet either. He's definitely more of a talker if we're comparing him to Zoro, but he also moans more.

-"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, give it to me mamas." or "Can you feel me right here chérie?"

-7.5, grower, cut

Nami

-On a countertop. Somewhere she can have you sit pretty and let her do absolutely filthy things to you.

-That rose toy is NOT letting up by any means and you can bet she's already got 3 fingers stretching you out.

-She's the type to not only talk you through it but also praise you for lasting this long. Makes it a note to give you sweet, soft kisses because her fingers are about to bully another orgasm out of you.

-I think she's a fan of countertops because every time you get off there's a niceee shine over it and most likely a sizable puddle dripping off the side.

-"That's my girl, my pretty girl." or "I know, I know, let me make you feel good."

-5, has a vibrate setting(4 speeds), baby blue

Buggy

-Standing up, you bent over, him pulling your arms back, in front of a mirror, watching how your tits move when he thrusts into you.

-This man is fucking filthy, he will fold you like a goddamn lawn chair one second and eat you out the next.

-There is no true favorite honestly, as long as he gets to feel you squeeze around him and hear you tell him how good his cock feels deep inside you.

-You quickly learned why he's so cocky, its not without reason that's for damn sure

-He can be whiny and a mess when he's particularly desperate and in need of you to take control. Sometimes he's quiet and calculated, either in the mood to punish you for being a total brat, or he's frustrated/pent up. Total wild card. You just gotta be able to gauge which side of Buggy you'll have the pleasure of seeing tonight

-"Take this dick baby, fuckin take it." or "This pussy is mine, understand me?" or "Keep doing that honey, I'll even beg for it if I have to."

-8, grower, cut (ironic lol)

Shanks

-This man is a very tentative and intimate lover. I mean he really really makes you feel and fucking savor EVERYTHING he has to give you. He knows he has to leave again sooner rather than later so at least one of the nights if not all that he gets to stay with you are so dams passionate.

-He's a very heavy breather and groans a lotttt. Hell, he swears a lot too. He just can't believe how wet you are for him, how easily he can slide into you and feel you squeeze down on him.

-His favorite position I feel like has to be you sitting on his lap. It's easy to just slide in and have your back pressed to his chest. he can touch any part of you he wants, kiss your neck and shoulders, hold your hips, and run his hands up the plush of your stomach and chest. He can caress your thighs if they get sore, and he can spread them wider too if he wants.

-"That's my girl. Doing so good for me aren't you?" or "Ohhh god." or "Let me love you, need to show you how much I adore you."

7.8, shower, uncut

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eggwishing · 4 months ago

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LORD alfuckingmighty i don't think there is a single string of words i could piece 2gether to properly describe the absolute magnificence of ur art . you have such a vast understanding of art & so many of its intricacies. ur character designs are ALWAYS incredible, so so endearing & memorable. every time i see one i get incredibly excited & am strangled by the urge to make fanart because just. oh my god. you have some of the BEST color work i have ever fucking seen like it is genuinely fucking spectacular what you are able to create & look good with combinations of colors i would NOT think to place in the way you do if i were given the same palette. i feel like calling your doodles just "doodles" is like, WRONG, because every single one is something u could spend ages looking at on its own. i'd pick favorites to describe but we would be here for hours . you have the insane ability to keep your style consistent but are able to stretch it & change it for whatevers appropriate/the receive your desired result for the particular drawing and its just SO. SO. COOL. take literally all of this and add it to the fact that you can fucking ANIMATE !!! while still keeping all of these features of ur style intact and that fact is just OTHERWORLDLY to me in the best way possible . not only that but ur stories r always so very intriguing and it makes me SOO ANGRY that oc artwork & original stories dont receive the same attention as fandom work or otherwise because i swear 2 fucking god you go absolutely ABOVE and beyond in terms of creativity for ur stories & DESERVE THE RECOGNITION AAAAAAAAUUUUUUGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRORWGGGGGGGGGGGGRWGGGGGGGGGGRGGGGGGGGGRGGGGGGGGGGGGGRGGGGGGGGGGGGGG okay im done. i hav been up for almost 24 hours and saw one of ur drawings and got real emotional ihope uhave an awesome day eebrt i hope to be at least 10th place in ur list of biggest fans .

oh my god . I'm responding to this on a computer which doesn't have any of my usual images OR emojis that I would usually throw at you like. I don't know Someone who's really really REALLY good at throwing stuff. so I'll just use my words. THANK YOU SO MUCH !!!!!! this means the absolute world to me.. I did not expect to be blasted in the face by one million kisses when I checked my inbox, I had to sit back in my chair like WOW.... I love you .... I love youuuu...... thank you so much for the encouragement, I've been feeling not so confident And kind of afraid (leaving to study animation in college very soon) for the last few days n your words are lifting me out of the void like bingbong's rocket from inside out. not gonna lie your comments are one of the highlights of posting on Tumblr, I love reading them so much when you reblog my stuff. they're beautiful and always make me feel better when I'm feeling down... you were there from the days of homestuck dragons... you were always there for my ocs... You are a "real one." If I had a heart locket I'd print out your icon and put it in there along with all the other people I treasure ^_^ so yeah, definitely in the ranks... when I'm up on stage wearing a solid gold tuxedo (they had to wheel me in because I could not walk in the Solid Gold Tuxedo) and giving my speech to the world before I take it over my i will start by saying First of all I'd like to thank Mel Tumblr user Melissa-titanium On Tumblr for always hyping me up... could not have made it this far without him. And then I'd press the doomsday button and blow up every world leader.

I wish I could respond with something that appropriately returns the energy of what you sent me, but this is all I've got. Just know I am vibrating in my chair right now... hope you got some sleep!!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

#asks #not art #LOVE YOU....

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thatonepersonwhocantwrite · 2 months ago

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Backbiter (rewrite)

Platonic May castellan x Gender neutral friend reader

Platonic yandere show version Luke castellan x parental figure reader

Platonic yandere camp half blood x Gender neutral reader

TRIGGER WARNINGS swearing, implied kidnapping, accidental injuries, dark themes

This is a rewrite of something I wrote a while ago just a little bit more detailed original will be linked at the end of this

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The Castellan's had always been close with your family. You and May had been close from a young age. Although May claimed she sometimes saw things..... " I don't know of you should trust someone who claims to be a God sounds delusional and uptight. " You told your friend to which May just rolled her eyes. One day you found May muttering nonsense to herself in the corner of her house. " Hey hey May what's wrong? I'm here. I'm here. " You said gently helping your friend up. " Y/n??! Oh thank the God's it's you! It's really you!" May said squeezing you tightly honestly it was surprising how tightly she was hugging you. " I've got you May. I've got you." You said hugging her back but not as tight. " Y/n?" May asked. " Yeah?" You replied. " I'm pregnant." May stated.... You're mouth dropped.

"Is it that son of a bitch who got you pregnant?" You asked and May nodded. "It's ok May we'll get through it together. " You said wanting to strangle what's his face .......Hermes? Maybe that's his name it sounded right.

You moved in with May to help her with the pregnancy and ended up using the couch as a bed since you both agreed to use the spare bedroom as a nursery for the baby although May did argue about it because you shouldn't have to sleep on the couch. You also made sure May was always comfortable and also worked a few extra hours to make sure there was enough to buy stuff for the baby. " Y/n I can't thank you enough for all you've done for me." May said. " Of course you're my best friend. " You replied. " So if it's a girl I was thinking Lily if it's a boy Lucas." May said. " How about just Luke if it's a boy?" You asked. " Luke...." May smiled softly. " I like that. " May said.

" Luke it is then." You replied. " If it's a boy. " May replied. " If it's a boy. " You repeated back.

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" Y/n? Are you awake?" May asked shaking your shoulder. " I am now." You replied sleepily. " Good because I think........ my water just broke. " May said and you sat up alarmed. Somehow the two of you managed to make it to the hospital in one piece. " Excuse me but you'll have to step out of the room." One of the nurses told you. " No wait I want them to stay.....please. " May said. After hours May finally gave birth to Luke. You gently cradled the little baby in your arms as May slept. " Y/n?" May asked a few hours later when she woke up you handed her the sleeping Luke. " My Luke....my perfect boy." May muttered and you smiled softly. " You did amazing May." You said. You held the little boy in your arms as the nurses took care of May his brown eyes so innocent and curious. " Hi little one. " You said smiling he just blinked back at you before a toothless smile appeared on his face.

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Well so you're plan was just to stay a month or so until May got back on her feet however what was not part of the plan was May going insane. Surprisingly Hermes tried to be a happy family with Luke and May so you moved out for like a year but would often come visit and help in anyway possible well that was until Luke turned 1, Hermes was nowhere to be found and May had now gone insane so you moved back in with May and Luke because you didn't want them to see May as an unfit mother and take Luke away from her knowing Luke was one of the only things keeping May from complete insanity. " My baby....." May muttered as you cradled Luke her arms shaking. " Would you like to hold him?" You asked and she nodded as she stopped shaking enough to hold Luke you gently put him in her outstretched arms.

You sighed softly. " I have to go to work tomorrow are you going to be alright with Luke alone for a few hours?" You asked quiet and gently. May nodded softly.

To you this "Hermes" guy was just some arrogant man who left in May's time of need and letting her go insane despite having a 2 year old boy.

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A five year old with curly black hair and brown eyes came up to you with tears in his eyes. " Y/n/n my mom is doing it again. " Luke said. You sighed softly knowing what he was talking about May was muttering something about a prophecy again while some of it made sense most of it was nonsense. " Come here sweet boy. " You said opening your arms for him. " I've got you sweet boy I've got you." You said hugging him. " We'll let May rest for a bit she's had a ....... stressful day. I'll take you to the park and get ice cream. " You said that put a smile on Luke's face. Someone a little kid made the mistake of calling you pretty/cute/handsome not in a creepy kinda way but little kids tend to be overly friendly yeah Luke didn't like that so he bashed his ice cream cone into the kids face. " LUKE!" You scolded the five year old and turned to apologize for Luke's actions however Luke didn't like that either as he ended up kicking said kids parents although he was only five so it probably didn't hurt.......that much.

"Why'd you kick them?" You asked. "Because you were paying attention to them instead of me . You're supposed to pay attention to me only. " Luke replied

He was five so you brushed it off as him just being a kid and not knowing what he's saying.

" I'm so sorry . He's a little boy little kids need attention......anyway again I am really sorry about his behavior. " You rambled and the kids parents are just like it's fine we understand. Kids will be kids.

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One day when you came home you found May sobbing in a corner of the house clutching a picture of her and Luke. " May what's wrong?" You asked gently kneeling in front of her. " Lu....Luke ran aw....aw....away. " May manged to stutter out. " Oh May....." You said hugging her. "Are you sure he didn't just go to a friend's? Or maybe the bus got held up by construction on the way home?" You asked hoping the now 9 year old Luke would walk through any minute. " Th....e .....the scho....ol c...alled an...d sa....id he ne.....ver mad....e it to sc...hool." May somehow managed to choke out between sobs.

" Oh May.....I've got you sweet heart I've got you." You said gently rocking your sobbing friend. "He'll be back in his own time." You whispered to her although you weren't sure you believed that and were just trying to make her feel better.

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There was a knock on your door to the house as you were getting ready for bed. The area you lived in was close to May and had a small forestry area behind your house. You no longer lived with May but lived a few houses down it had been a couple years since Luke ran away and you'd constantly go to check on May to make sure she didn't spiral any worse. Luke would be 14 by now. The knocking noise again but this time it sounded more impatient. " Yeah Yeah I'm coming hold you're fucking horses. " You replied walking towards the door. " Who the fu...." You stared but got cut off when you saw three teens and a 7 year old at your door however one teen caught your eye. " Luke....." You muttered.

" Hi Y/n."... Honestly as mad as you were at Luke you started to bond with his friends and him again. "Who are they and where the hell have you been?" You asked crossing your arms. The oldest female was glaring at you honestly you probably didn't come off as the friend type.

" Hey Y/n can I borrow your keys?" Thalia asked. " Urmmmm how old are you?" You asked. " SHE'S TWELVE!" Grover shouted from the other side of the room. " Ehhh that's old enough in my opinion. " You replied and let her drive on the back roads where almost none drives. "Only if you let me come with you. " You replied.

" So you like my little forestry area?" You asked Grover. " Yeah nature's beautiful." Grover said. " Yes it is.....sometimes I think we don't deserve nature." You replied . "Let me show you something follow me. " You said. " How do I know you won't hurt me?" Grover asked. "Just trust me. " You replied and he followed you as you lead him out the door and towards the forestry area near your house. You could tell he was getting antsy until you came across a clearing in the forest. " It's ok look." You said and Grover reluctantly did so there in the clearing stood a doe and her two playful fawns. " Wow......" Grover said. " Nature is beautiful. " You replied.

" Hey Annabeth want me to read a story to you?" You to Annabeth. " Bed time stories are for babies. " Annabeth replied. " It can be anything. " You replied. " Anything?" Annabeth questions. You ended up reading her a few chapters of Frankenstein honestly you don't remember buying it but you found it on your bookshelf so.....( Athena cough cough).

You placed a plate of sandwiches and cookies infront of Luke as the other three munched away at their own sandwiches and cookies. " You know you really should go visit her she's your mother after all." You said but Luke didn't reply. " Luke?" You asked. " Fine if it'll make you happy. " Luke replied. "It would....." You replied. The next morning you went with him, Grover, Thalia and Annabeth to May's house. "Hi ......mom." Luke said hesitantly. " Luke.....? Is that really you? My baby!" May threw her arms around the now 14 year old Luke she looked so happy it was the first time in years you had seen her look so God damn happy it broke your heart knowing it wouldn't last forever.

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1 week later. " Y/n come with us." Luke said. " I can't Luke." You replied. Luke's expression turned into one of rage. " Why the fuck not?" Luke asked angry. " Luke calm down please..." You stared as he slammed his hands down. " You're the only parental figure I have you can't turn your back on me. I'm your son! I WON'T LET YOU!" Luke exclaimed, angry he still definitely had anger issues. Luke stormed out of the room leaving you, Thalia, Grover and Annabeth stunned slightly.

"He right Y/n you should come with us." Annabeth replied after getting over the shock of Luke snapping like that. "I would little one but I've got responsibilities here like taking care of May and working. Why don't you all just stay here?" You asked.

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You woke up in a bed however it wasn't your bed. " They look so......fragile and weak. " You heard a voice say. " Why would they bring a mere moral to camp with them?" You heard a voice question . " Huh? It has a name." You replied waking up groggy. " Oh great it's awake like we need a mortal to take care of when we already have these half blood brats. Chiron take care of it." The voice said and walked of an older looking gentleman with gray hair and brown skin who ended up being very kind to you. "Annabeth? Grover? Luke? What happened? Where's Thalia? And is he actually a centaur or am i just imagining things?" You asked. " You must be Y/n. I'm Chiron I'm sorry but Thalia didn't make it. " Chiron replied. " Good to meet you Chiron ." You replied. You could tell by Annabeth, Grover and Luke's eyes that Chiron hadn't been lying about Thalia. " Come here you thre." You said and hugged them tightly Chiron was honestly started to become platonic obsessed with you when he saw the way you tended to Luke, Grover , Annabeth and some of the younger children.

At some point shortly after Thalia turned into a tree, Coach Hedge showed up with a young girl named Clairsse . "It's ok to fell other emotions besides anger Clairsse it's normal to feel different emotions it's not healthy to feel just one. " You said. " But that's weak. " Clairsse said. " No it's not. You know despite your toughness your a good kid Clairsse. " You said gently ruffling her hair and that was the first time you actually saw her smile.

Chiron smiled to himself. " Maybe just maybe having a mortal here wouldn't be so bad..." Chiron thought to himself. " Why don't you stay a day or two? It's dark and wouldn't be safe for you to travel. " Chiron said. " I really should be getting back home....." You replied. " Please I insist. " Chiron said putting a gentle hand on your shoulder. Well those days turned into weeks and weeks into months until you found out the truth about the children being demigods , Chiron being a centaur and Mr.D being a God. Mr.D pretends to hate you but like Chiron he adores you. Honestly you had become a parental figure to all the halfbloods but while you tended to all the children the two cabins that took up most of your time were the Ares and Hermes cabins. Luke came back with the scar and you fussed over him like a worried parent he definitely liked the parental affection. "Oh my boy, my sweet boy what did they do to you?" You muttered gently touching the bloody scar.

One time you decided to decorate Thalia's tree for Christmas Chiron nor surprisingly Mr.D had the heart to tell you no. You got some of the younger campers to help you decorate Thalia's tree as well. It became a yearly tradition.

" Clairsse put Chris down!" You shouted looking at the boy being held by his ankle. " But he hurt you......" Clairsse muttered that was true Chris and Luke had gotten into an argument about God's knows what you had stepped betten them and accidentally got stabbed in the arm in the process. That set all the camp off especially Luke as Luke stabbed Chris back in the arm and probably would have continued if you didn't pull Luke off Chris. The other campers watched with jealousy and rage in their eyes as you tended to Chris's injuries like a worried parent because they wanted your attention all for themselves most of the time when your reading to the younger campers the older ones will come in and listen as well. Especially Annabeth.

when Percy eventually arrives a few years later Percy shows up it gets worse because how dare this unclaimed himbo steal you and your attention away.....

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#x reader #yn #percy jackson and the olympians #gender neutral reader #luke castellan #percy jackson #yandere luke castellan #annabeth chase #clairsse la rue #grover pjo #percy and grover #grover underwood #chris rodriguez percy jackson #may castellan #chiron #Mr.D

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northwest-cryptid · 2 months ago

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So I'm screencapping this and censoring the name/pfp because I don't want to sound like I'm hating on this person nor do I want anyone else to hate on this person. I don't want to bother this person with my opinions because they seem to be enjoying things and hey whatever right?

BUT EXCUSE ME? I'm going to strangle someone.

Limbus company get your grubby little hands off the prequels, I am going to fuckin' distort I swear to god. If we accept that "The Bookhunter" is a canon character; that means that THIS:

The BAD ENDING where they kill off Roland, and betray the Sephiroth (again), is canonically the true ending of Library of Ruina.

So we're just suppose to accept this is the real canon ending to Ruina then right? Because this is the ending that introduces the Bookhunters.

Listen I know that Project Moon really wants to do this whole like "multiverse" thing but holy shit what the fuck is going on anymore.

The fixers from the White Ordeal? Okay so here's the thing, if that's true and if my understanding of the Bookhunters is right; then you're saying that the Red, Black, Pale, and White fixer were in fact from the future; which makes sense if you consider that Pale Fixer does have a gun with "FUTURE" written on it; in possibly the most comedic decoration for a gun I've ever seen. However again this solidifies that the BAD ENDING in Ruina is the TRUE ending; which raises a lot of questions because Roland is literally still alive in Leviathan which is the prequel set up story to Limbus Company; so we know Roland is still alive; and we apparently still hear about Angela (I mean she's an announcer or whatever right?) So you have two dead people walking around which SURE makes sense if you ya know, accept the true ending of Ruina but I'm fairly sure if we're going with the BAD ending that the whole shit about bringing everyone back just never happens. So that doesn't make sense?

If I'm understanding this correctly, and mind you I may not be; I don't keep up with Limbus at all and it's been a few years since I've touched Ruina... but they're saying that the bad ending has to happen in order for Bookhunters to exist; and then the bookhunter in question kills not just Roland, but also the Sephiroth, and Angela. Then we still get the events of Leviathan that lead up to Roland meeting with Vergil so we know that Roland is actually still alive, which would make sense if we consider the true ending of Ruina where everyone comes back from being books. However Roland wasn't dead prior to that; and I believe that Angela could only do that to people who became books? I don't exactly remember. However we can't have the true ending happen anyways because this is talking about the bookhunters; so the bad ending has to be canon and then we're also suggesting that the bookhunters went back in time as Ordeals in the final days of Lob Corp which... don't even get me started on that, but sure okay. I feel like Project Moon has brought me to a river and told me to make sense of what I see through the very muddy water after they threw a metric ton of dirt in the river as to obscure the riverbed. They're trying to make me believe something that just doesn't make sense?

Maybe this would make more sense if I actually played Limbus but what the hell?

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sungbeam · 2 years ago

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𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

nonidol!ji changmin x fem!reader

1.1k words, suggestive/innuendos, swearing, bullet wound + descriptions of blood and stitching, it somehow goes from banter to smth low-key soft ?? i have no idea but changmin got shot 🤣 mutual attraction??, (1) cheek kiss 💀, barely proofread i wrote this on a plane—

a/n: im sorry jacob im sorry jacob im sorry jacob im sor— i hate him get hiM OUT (´Д⊂ヽ

"This is not how I thought this would go the first time," Ji Changmin groaned as his bare back hit the cold floor of your living room. He grimaced, hissing loudly as his hand flew to the aching chunk of skin at his abdomen, lovingly punctured open by a bullet. "Fuck, fuck, fuck—"

"Funny," you huffed as you stepped over him with a first aid kit in your hands. You lowered yourself to straddle his waist and began digging through the white box for proper supplies. "Me too."

A smirk curled onto his lips as he peered up at you. "Oh yeah?"

"Mhm. But my vision had my hands around your throat. What about you?"

His smile widened. "Funny, my hand was around your neck." He gazed up at you through labored breaths, barely registering the sweat and blood pooling beneath him on the wooden planks. You were above him, just as harrowed, your hair falling messily in your eyes and face, sweat glistening off your forehead and neck, your top half fitted in a tank top that made his inner voice purr.

Any other context. It could have been any other context.

You snapped on a pair of latex gloves and ripped open an antiseptic wipe packet.

"God—shit—you're so hot," he slurred, and his hands latched onto the backs of your knees as you pressed the wipe to his open wound. He cried out, fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs, "Jesus Christ—"

"Wrong name," you muttered under your breath and lightened the pressure slightly off the alcohol pad in apology.

Changmin puffed out a huff of air. "You really want your neighbors to hear me screaming your name, pretty girl? 'Cause I can do that instead."

You gave an indulgent roll of your eyes, tossing the bloody wipe to the side and rummaging through the first aid box for the plastic pair of forceps in its depths. "Ever had a bullet yanked outta you before?"

His eyes fluttered shut for a moment. "Yeah. Ever taken a bullet out before?"

"Nope."

An impish smile lifted his lips. "So I'm your first."

"I've never strangled someone either," you quipped, using your forearm to swipe the hair sticking to your forehead so you could bend down slightly and focus your energy on locating this bullet. "Yet."

"I'm getting a feeling you're into choking."

The bullet had pierced through the right side of his abdomen, and you were trying not to focus too much on the toned muscle beneath your palms. The bullet had gone through a couple inches into the flesh, but luckily, it didn't look like you would have to dig for it. "You have a strange determination to find out," you murmured, carefully extracting the bullet from the wound opening.

Changmin's entire body tensed and you could hear how shallow his breathing was. "I have a lot of determination to find out much more about you than just that."

You cocked a brow as the bloodied bullet clattered to the wooden floor and you mentally cursed having to clean all this blood up later. You just had your floors done. "Like what? My favorite color?"

His laugh was raspy. "Favorite color of—shit! What the flying fuck—"

You couldn't even try to hide your small smirk as the needle pierced his skin. "Oops."

A muscle feathered in his jaw as you began to, gently, stitch up his wound. "When I can sit up, you will pay."

"Ooh, and I'm so intimidated," you giggled. Your tongue stuck out slightly as you continued to stitch him up.

You suddenly felt his fingers curl around your chin, his thumb grazing against your lip, your tongue. Your breath hitched from surprise. When you lifted your gaze to him in question, you found him already looking at you. "Do that again."

"What?" You stammered.

"You're so pretty when you laugh," he said, not an ounce of insincerity or teasing present.

Oh.

You swallowed, forcing yourself to brush his hand away. "Go back to playing dead," you mused, but your voice had gotten smaller. You couldn't believe you were being shy! And all because he whipped out the shadowy eyes and smooth maneuver.

Surprisingly, Changmin remained quiet as you finished up with the stitches. So far those volunteer hours under Jacob's tutelage were coming in handy. Once you had knotted off the thread, you found a large bandage in the box to cover the wound with. This was swiftly followed by a a couple of layers of gauze for some extra support.

When you were done, you huffed a sigh, swiping up your forehead with your arm. "Don't go anywhere, rockstar," you muttered, absentmindedly patting his chest and clambering to your feet to stumble over to your kitchen to shed your gloves and wash your hands.

You returned to Changmin on the living room floor with a damp kitchen towel. There was so much blood drying on the floor and you could already feel the headache of cleaning chemicals in your skull. That would have to be a problem for tomorrow after you slept.

"Okay, I'm gonna help you sit up," you said to him lowly.

He gave a nod, and you managed to carefully and slowly help him into a position where his back was no longer on the bloody hardwood. His face scrunched up in pain and he gritted his teeth, lightly letting his upper body curl around his knees while you wiped the blood off his skin as best you could.

There was something so intimate about the way you wordlessly took care of him so thoroughly. He didn't ask for anything from you; there you were, cleaning him up, getting him water and painkillers, helping him up onto your couch where he would no doubt bloody the cushions, too.

It was late—he could see the sleep tugging at the corners of your eyes. You perched onto the edge of the coffee table in front of him. "Thanks for saving my life," he croaked finally. He didn't know what else to say—all the bravado and banter had faded as the reality of the situation settled like the blanket of night sky outside of your windows.

You leaned one side of your face into the palm of your hand and spared him a smile. "Thanks for saving mine," you chuckled. "No guy has taken a bullet for me before."

Changmin grinned, the expression muddled with exhaustion. "I'd do it again, just so you know."

You shook your head. "For some reason, I believe you." Your joints ached as you stood up. Instead of walking away like you should have, you braced one hand against the couch cushion and the other behind his head on the back. His eyes flickered to your mouth, his pupils dilating, as you leaned forward and grazed your lips against his cheek.

When you straightened, you realized your heart was palpitating in your chest harder than it had been when you'd hauled him here with a bullet in his body. "I'll get you a blanket."

Changmin could only sit there and nod, a foreign ache of yearning screaming in his chest as he suppressed the urge to lift his hand up and caress the place your lips had been. "Thanks."

a/n: this was my excuse to use that banner or else it would've never seen the light of day

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marichive · 2 years ago

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𝐓 𝐎 𝐗 𝐈 𝐂 𝐈 𝐓 𝐀

A compilation of things a muse of mine has said. Ranges from 100% seriousness to absolute chaos (but mostly chaos). Change pronouns / etc. when sending as needed.

tw for drinking/alcohol mentions, suggestive content, violence mentions, lots of swearing / insults, other non-PG shenanigans.

❝ Get the heart eyes away from me. ❞

❝ I can't help it, I'm just too hot. ❞

❝ Was I supposed to NOT be mean? ❞

❝ I am what the boomers like to call a "delinquent". ❞

❝ Just think before you say anything, "would I say this to [name] for fun", and if the answer is yes, do not say that shit to her. ❞

❝ Aw, did that hurt your little feelings? ❞

❝ Oh dear god, what torture are you going to put me through now? ❞

❝ Words cannot express how much I hate the words that I just read with my own two eyes. ❞

❝ Call me [nickname] again and I'll break your face. ❞

❝ If you turn that into a sex joke I swear to god — ❞

❝ Cursed. Horrible. Disappointing. ❞

❝ Adorable that you think you're worth the effort. ❞

❝ The only kink here is gonna be the one in your fucking spine. ❞

❝ One, I'm not your babe. Two, I will fucking strangle you. ❞

❝ Do you have a death wish or something? ❞

❝ Feel like doing something ridiculous? ❞

❝ I feel like this is what happens before someone walks into an intervention. ❞

❝ My entire support system is having a crisis right now. ❞

❝ I'm just not ready to deal with it right now. ❞

❝ I'm not gonna try to fix things and get myself in another fight as a consequence. ❞

❝ I fucked up and kinda shut down before I could. ❞

❝ I don't know how to make this right. ❞

❝ Maybe he's better off without me. ❞

❝ You went right back to blaming me for everything the first chance you got. ❞

❝ I imagine it's hard for you to feel sorry for anyone at all. ❞

❝ I can't catch a fucking break. ❞

❝ I actually liked the idea that we could maybe be friends and move past everything, but you're always going to think the worst of me. ❞

❝ I guess I did ruin everything, didn't I? ❞

❝ I needed to win to prove to myself that I could do it. ❞

❝ No no, this one is actually a good idea! ❞

❝ See, this is why you're perfect for each other. ❞

❝ Maybe he'll be more receptive to it if you're there. Or at least less hostile about it. ❞

❝ I think you're probably the only person who could get through to him on this. ❞

❝ I've had to do a lot of things I didn't want to do to try to get by. I get what that's like. ❞

❝ You're not a snack, you're a whole damn meal. Don't be humble. ❞

❝ Soooo I might have done something. ❞

❝ He's too much of a petty bitch for that. ❞

❝ I'm going to terrorize him. ❞

❝ Guess I better get the bullying out of my system before then. ❞

❝ Wow, that's like, third base. ❞

❝ Hold my [object] while I kick ass for you. ❞

❝ You're the cutest duck, though. ❞

❝ That's the option with the least violence. ❞

❝ You're probably the only person I trust that much. ❞

❝ Okay that was cute, you can have a kiss for that one. ❞

❝ Um, that's me. I'm the Precious here. ❞

❝ I'm a scam of a person. ❞

❝ Don't worry, I'm sure all her murder energy is focused on [name]. ❞

❝ Want me to make mean faces at them? ❞

❝ There is something and I need you for impulse control. Or you can enable me, that's cool too. ❞

❝ Yeah but like, we're little shits by choice. He's a little shit out of hatred or spite or whatever the fuck fuels him to act like this. ❞

❝ I'm pretty sure my brain stopped working several times. ❞

❝ It's scandalous! I mean we're just SO wholesome and innocent. ❞

❝ People might start to think we're in love or something. ❞

❝ Getting kicked out of [location] sounds fun. ❞

❝ They are looking at me with their EYES. ❞

❝ . . . I've never seen that. ❞

❝ The trauma is half the fun. I'm just melodramatic. ❞

❝ Don't tell me how to breathe, mouth breather. ❞

❝ Why were you listening you fucking creature !? ❞

❝ Dude go to fucking therapy, I'm not even kidding. ❞

❝ I need to bleach my brain. ❞

❝ It was for safety purposes you nasty bastard! ❞

❝ Dishonor on you, gambling satan! ❞

❝ I don't know how you're still alive. ❞

❝ You call me the antichrist and accuse me of being pregnant at least three times per month. He gives me hugs and pizza. ❞

❝ No you're right, I set my expectations too high. ❞

❝ Why did you bet on THIS of all things oh my fucking god??? ❞

❝ Everyone's always like "[name] you have daddy issues" but I have no dad to have issues with so??? ❞

❝ I will beat you to death with your own limbs. ❞

❝ You Gary Busey lookin' bitch. ❞

❝ We have to watch you guys make bedroom eyes at each other all the time, we just want it to stop. ❞

❝ You use my horny behavior against me, it's only fair I get to use yours against you. ❞

❝ I have no sense of self preservation. It's why I get into so many fights. ❞

❝ Glad to know you approve of horrendously spiteful revenge tactics. ❞

❝ I may talk shit but I do worry about you. ❞

❝ Oh, I'm completely vile. I'm well aware. ❞

❝ At least I don't look like I got hit by a school bus because the driver thought you were a threat to the children on board. ❞

❝ Why are you the way that you are? I hate so much about the things you choose to be. ❞

❝ Well maybe you should, I don't know, talk to him about his trauma before you give him sex advice? Seems a bit out of order. ❞

❝ [name], don't touch my baby boy! ❞

❝ Did he drop kick my son !? ❞

❝ You told me you dropped [name/object] down the stairs, I do not trust you. ❞

❝ Say sike right now !! ❞

❝ Is this actually happening?? Am I having an aneurysm???? ❞

❝ I feel like this was a big accomplishment, we came out of this with no attempted murder. So it's a win. ❞

❝ Maybe we DO have the power of god and anime on our side. ❞

❝ I don't know if I trust you two drinking around each other. ❞

❝ I said behave oh my fucking god. ❞

❝ Do it for Voltron! ❞

❝ You like [food/brand/name], you clearly have no taste. ❞

❝ No breaking of the sacred pinky oath! ❞

❝ That was so stupid, but thanks for the attempted save. ❞

❝ I'm gonna hit you in the dick with a car while listening to the Power Rangers theme song, and I'm gonna have so much fun doing it, dickhead. ❞

❝ The rules are reasonable. The problem is that I am unreasonable and I know I will break them. ❞

#rp memes #rp prompts #sentence prompts #sentence memes #[memes ; mine]#[memes ; for muse]#[memes ; sentence]#[memes ; general]#I actually hit a character limit on this somehow??? idk?????#I think it's a glitch but whatever #I will probably make a part two at some point bc there is a lot more I could use #enough for multiple prompts tbh

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integra1127grimmreaper · 10 months ago

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Trying Not to Love You (Joel Miller)

Joel Miller Masterlist

Series Masterlist

Warning: swearing

Summary: Pt2 of Could Sure Use Your Company. As Joel tries his best to avoid you, the more you seem to wiggle your way into his heart. Inspired by Nickelback's - Trying Not to Love You.

Joel Miller had never thought himself a coward, yet the fact that he was avoiding you like the plague proved otherwise. It wasn't that he was afraid of you per se, it was the feelings that had laid dormant within him for years, and that you had now awoken that scared the shit out of Joel. Just when Joel thought things were going on the right path for Ellie and him after Salt Lake, in blew you like a gust of wind; singing your way into his what he thought to be frozen heart.

After having managed to dodge you for almost two weeks, Joel knew his luck was bound to run out and it seemed that moment was today.

You call to me, and I fall at your feet

How could anyone ask for more? (How could anyone ask for more?) And our time apart, like knives in my heart How could anyone ask for more? (How could anyone ask for more?)

But if there's a pill to help me forget God knows I haven't found it yet But I'm dying to God, I'm trying to

"Long time no see stranger..." you greet Joel while placing a drink down on the table he was seated at.

"Uh... just been busy" Joel manages to nervously splutter out in response.

"Must be real busy if this only your second time comin' here..." you remark.

"Oh, he's been here a couple times in the last week or so" Tommy offers up, and Joel shoots him a silent glare.

You audibly scoff, placing both hands on your hips as you raise a brow at Joel, "so, ya been avoiding me then, by coming when it ain't my shift?"

Joel's eyes widen in panic as he strangles for a response, causing you to chuckle out at his reaction.

"Relax... I'm just messing with ya..."

Joel lets out a silent breath of relief, a faint smirk passing his lips at your infectious laughter.

"Anyway... I managed to get my hands on that bass guitar" you flash him eager grin, causing Tommy to softly snicker.

"What's so funny?" you shoot a raised brow in his direction.

"Nothing, Ma'am" Tommy stammers.

"Thought as much" you smugly remark, turning back toward Joel then.

"So, I'll bring it around to yours tomorrow then you can get accustomed to it a bit before showing the kids how it works."

Joel stares at you opened mouth at your request or rather, your statement of command.

"Ok..." was all he finally manages to say.

"Great!" you flash him a pleased grin, turning to head back to bar.

"Looks like someone's got ya wrapped around their finger..." Tommy amusingly drawls. Joel eyes narrow in silent warning at him.

"Just sayin'..." Tommy shrugs.

"Well, don't" Joel growls out. Turning his attention back to the bar, grumbling into his drink as he stares at you. "I'm fucked."

'Cause trying not to love you only goes so far

Trying not to need you is tearing me apart Can't see the silver lining from down here on the floor And I just keep on trying but I don't know what for 'Cause trying not to love you Only makes me love you more

Only makes me love you more...

Part3

#joel miller #joel x reader #joel x you #joel tlou #the last of us #pedro pascal

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pinkydevil16 · 2 years ago

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JJ Maybank x reader

18+ smut

TW: violence, abuse

Y/n was as much a pogue as any of them, but just like Ki she had grown up a Kook however when Ki had been allowed to not continue at the Kook school Y/n had been forced to stay, her parents saying she needed to grow up and learn she couldn't rebel forever. So she decided to become worse, starting fights at school whenever she could but once again daddy's money saves the rich princess each time which infuriated her more, wanting nothing more than to just be with Ki and the other pogues. Especially JJ, her bestest friend and the reason she hadn't abandoned all hope, he met her everyday after school on his bike, stealing her away as the other kooks stared at her in disgust but she didn't care. It was the only thing keeping her from offing herself whilst at school especially when she had to deal with the other kooks, like now when Rafe, Kelce and Topper sat at her table at lunch.

"Hey pogue princess. Tell your little boyfriend to watch his back." Y/n looked up at them as she took a bite of her food, rolling her eyes and ignoring them as Rafe let out a small laugh not liking that she pretended they weren't there. Pulling her lunch tray away as she groaned, looking back at them with a bored expression.

"Dude, whatever intimidation tactic this is, it's seriously embarrassing you're harassing me as i'm eating. Go pick on someone who gives a shit." Rafe's smile twitched as he looked at her, Y/n picking up her bag and throwing it over her shoulder getting ready to walk away until Rafe stood towering over her. Y/n sighing as she looked up at him, not afraid of the cameron boy, she just wanted to finish the day and spend the evening smoking with JJ and avoiding her parents.

"Not so fast Y/n. Tell JJ if i see him over here again i'll run his little bike off the road." Y/n glared at Rafe, pushing her finger into his chest as he smirked down at her happy to get a reaction.

"You touch him and i swear to god your daddy won't be able to save your ass. I'll strangle you in your sleep." Y/n pushed past Rafe, the older boy laughing as she told herself not to start a fight with him. Don't do it. Don't do it. Don't do it. Y/n kept repeating.

"Looks like we're chasing down a pogue then." Y/n stopped turning and throwing her bag to the ground, running at Rafe as his eyes widened not expecting her to attack him, his body hitting the grass as she straddled him, hitting his chest and face with harsh punches until Topper and Kelce managed to yank her off. Rafe standing up and going to hit her back as she spat at his feet, Topper and Kelce pushing her to the ground as they stood next to their friend. Y/n scrambling up and grinning at Rafe's split lip, her knuckles bruising from the punches but she didn't care seeing the fear in his eyes even for just a moment. The other students moving over as Y/n rolled her shoulders, bending down and grabbing her bag, Sarah's concerned eyes on her before looking at her brother. Seconds later the teachers all breaking up the circle as they pulled Y/n away, a smirk on her face as she stuck her middle fingers up at Rafe.

JJ stood against his bike, seeing Y/n walk out the school with a security guard as he gave her a wide grin, her eyes lighting up as she ran to him. JJ catching her and spinning around as she laughed, her hands clutching his shirt as he looked down at her before seeing her purple knuckles and raising an eyebrow to which she shrugged.

"Come on i want to get off this hell spawn." JJ laughing as he handed her a helmet, the two climbing on as he started the bike, revving extra loud as the security guard shook his head and walked away. Y/n laughing loudly as she clung to JJ, the pair speeding off towards the cut. Y/n looking to see Rafe's car behind them as she hit JJ's shoulder, the latter looking over his shoulder and cursing as he moved off road, Rafe trying to follow as JJ lifted Y/n's legs to wrap around his waist.

"Hold on princess!" Y/n nodding against his back as he barely made it through a gap leaving Rafe behind as Y/n cheered, JJ holding her thigh as he kept driving until they arrived at the chateau. The pair laughing as they took off their helmets and high fived, entering to find the other 3 all sat together with beers, looking up as Y/n waved before changing into her casual clothes. Dropping next to JJ and taking the beer he offered her, his arm coming around her shoulder.

"So want to tell me why you have purple knuckles and Rafe chased us?" Y/n pursed her lips thinking through her options before shaking her head, looking at her beer as everyone turned to look at them.

"Rafe chased you guys?" Y/n cringed at Ki's voice, JJ telling them what happened before everyone turned to Y/n waiting for the answer. Sighing out Y/n sat forward, tapping her beer and playing with the tab as she looked down.

"Y'know just...stuff. Rafe being Rafe, me being me...so yeah you can fill in the blanks i guess." Y/n looking up to see them all looking at her as she sighed knowing she wouldn't be able to get out of it, JJ ruffling her hair as she glared at him.

"Fine okay. I was sat having lunch and Rafe and his kook buddies came and sat with me. Told me to tell my little boyfriend to watch his back. I told him it was embarrassing that he was harassing me so he was more direct and said if JJ came to the school again he'd run him off the road. I told him if he did that then i would strangle him in his sleep...then walked off and he just kept going so...yeah i tackled him to the ground and busted his lip. Whole bunch of crap with our parents and Ward saying he wouldn't press charges because Sarah apparently stuck up for me or something. I don't know but then Rafe did try to do it so on monday it's on sight. I'm going to dig his face into the dirt and hope he chokes. Maybe then they'll finally kick me out of that damn school." JJ frowned as he listened, grabbing Y/n's knuckles and touching them realising she'd gotten into a fight with the psycho for him, Ki getting up and hugging Y/n as the boys all shrugged.

"I mean, that's really badass." John B was the first to speak, making Y/n laugh as she shook her head, taking a swig of her beer as she leaned back, JJ still quiet as he held her hand.

"I can handle Rafe Cameron. Worst case scenario i get send to boarding school or jail and you all forget about me, best case scenario i get kicked out of school and get to hang out with you guys everyday." Y/n shrugged, feeling JJ tense beside her as she threw him a sweet smile, trying to return it but he found it hard.

"You didn't need to do that for me." JJ said, Y/n furrowing her brows as she pulled her hand from his and ruffled his hair.

"Yeah i did, you're my JJ, no Kook is going to touch you but me." Y/n giving him a wide grin as she launched forward pushing him back on the sofa so she could pretend to hit him, the two laughing as he wrapped his arms around her waist tickling her. The two soon settling as Y/n fell asleep laid on his chest, his hand going through her hair absentmindedly as John B moved to sit in front of them on the floor getting JJ's attention.

"So...she beat Rafe up for you." JJ couldn't help the smile that took over his face as she looked down at Y/n, her whole body relaxed and mouth slightly open as she breathed in and out.

"Yeah, yeah she did." JJ responded, playing with her hair as he sighed looking back at John B.

"She's going to bury him when she next sees him." John B said, JJ giving him a concerned look, continuing to play with her hair as he thought.

"I know she wants out of the school, hell i want her out of there but i don't want her to be sent away." John B nodding in agreement as JJ began moving, Y/n groaning as he smiled, sitting up as she wrapped her body around his, mumbling out his name as he picked her up walking to his make shift bedroom. Laying back down with her ontop of him as she mumbled out his name, tapping around for his arm until he linked their hands, Y/n smiling as she settled back down. JJ kissing her head as he cuddled against her, smiling to himself.

"Thank you for defending me, you're the best thing to happen to me princess." Y/n mumbling something in her sleep as JJ let out a small laugh, his arms tight around her as he fell asleep.

The next evening JJ handed Y/n another beer, admiring how care free she looked as she talked passionately with Ki about the turtles, turning and thanking JJ quickly as she continued her conversation. JJ walking back to where John B and Pope stood, all three of them talking about things that didn't really matter until they heard the sound of drink hitting the ground. All of them looking to see Ki trying to stop Y/n as she shoved her way through the crowd, the boys looking at each other before chasing after the girls, Y/n already setting her sights on Rafe as he drank with his friends. Topper hitting him as Y/n approached, Rafe smirking as he saw the rest of the pogues run after her.

"You'd better come get your girl pogue." Rafe shouted before Y/n landed a harsh punch to his jaw, knocking him back as JJ sprinted grabbing her waist and pulling her back, Rafe wiping his mouth as he grinned at her.

"I fucking warned you Rafe! I'm gonna end you, you piece of shit." Y/n shouted, Rafe now fixing his shirt as he licked his lips, eyes running over all the pogues as JJ struggled to hold Y/n back, her anger taken her over completely.

"I'm sure your parents will love to hear how you attacked me again. Maybe they'll send you off to boarding school huh? You'll come back a proper Kook instead of pretending to be pogue." Y/n somehow managed to get out of JJ's hold, the latter shouting at his friends as they all tried to grab her, Y/n bolting straight for Rafe, wanting to shove him into the sand and watch him cry.

"So fiesty Y/n." Rafe teased as he dodged her punch, grabbing her around the stomach and throwing her into the sand as he looked at JJ, waiting for the explosive blonde to lose his cool over Y/n, but she was quicker getting up and tackling Rafe again. Pushing him against the sand as everyone panicked, watching her shout at him, his hands pushing her off him.

"Eat it!" Y/n fell against the sand before JJ and John B managed to grab her, Rafe being pulled up by Topper as he finally lost his cool, embarrassed at being taken down twice now by a girl.

"You just wait Y/n! I'm going to drown you one day. Just you fucking wait." Y/n grinning as she spat on his shoes again, Rafe being pulled back by his friends as she tried to get out of John B and JJ's arms.

"Go on, try me, we both know you're scared of me. Pussy." Y/n was grinning as she laughed at Rafe, John B hissing at her to shut up but she was far too gone into her anger thinking about how he'd tried to take JJ off the road. Rafe walking off as he wiped the sand off him, feeling the blood drip as she'd reopened his split lip.

"Yeah run back to Daddy!" Y/n shouted, John B finally letting JJ hold her back as he pushed his hair back, Pope and Ki freaking out as they all shouted at Y/n except for JJ who stayed silent.

"Are you serious Y/n? Are you trying to get us all killed?" Ki was mad as she spoke. Y/n rolling her eyes as she shrugged off JJ. Pope joining in as he backed up Ki.

"We're serious Y/n, your parents can bail you out, keep you out of trouble that doesn't work with us! Do you even think about the consequences? What about if the police turned up and we all got thrown in jail for the night, what about JJ's dad!" Y/n froze as Pope spoke, even he knew that was too far but he was terrified of Rafe after he hit him with a golf club. JJ staring at him as Y/n scoffed, pulling away from the group.

"Okay then. I'll leave you guys alone, don't want to cause anymore problems." Y/n walking off as Pope called her name, Ki pushing her hands through her hair and hitting Pope's arm whilst JJ just stared at her going, tears in his eyes as he turned back to Pope, looking at all his friends in anger.

"Seriously? She's trying to defend me, defend us and you make her feel like crap? Fuck sake." JJ jogged off after Y/n as John B groaned, running a hand down his face as the three remaining pogues all looked at each other.

"It's alright Pope, we get it alright? Just yeah, not the best way to say it." Pope agreeing as he felt the guilt settle in, the three of them making their way back to the chateau hoping to find JJ and Y/n waiting for them so they could all make up.

Y/n grabbed a beer as she passed the table, looking down at her split knuckles and rolling her eyes, annoyed at herself for letting her anger issues get in the way of her friendships but she was fiercely loyal and she'd said it was on sight with Rafe. She warned them but maybe she did need to work on her anger issues, Pope was right, she knew her parents would bail her out, maybe that's why she wasn't afraid of the fights. But she knew it wasn't the same for them, her actions could cause serious problems for them, especially JJ, letting out a frustrated noise Y/n pulled at her hair to get the anger out, now angry at herself and not Rafe. JJ finally catching up to her as she crumpled up the empty beer tossing it in the trash as she kept walking, knowing she'd find cops at her house waiting for her.

"Y/n." Said girl turning as she sighed, still walking as she waved off JJ.

"Go away JJ, go home alright. I'm gonna go sort this mess out okay?" JJ groaned as he finally caught upto her, grabbing her waist as Y/n spun pushing him off her as she pushed back her hair to contain her anger. Eyes steeled as she looked at JJ's hurt expression not used to her being cold to him.

"Hey, come on Y/n, it's just us okay?" Y/n laughing humourlessly as she shook her head, running her hands over her face as she spoke.

"That's the thing JJ, it's not just us is it. It's never going to be just us. I'm a kook and you're a pogue. Maybe it's time we accept that and stop playing these stupid games. It's time to grow up." JJ frowned moving to Y/n again as she stepped back, now scowling at him as he pulled his hand back, trying to get her to look at him properly but she wouldn't meet his eyes.

"You don't believe that, we both know that's bullshit. You're a pogue, you'll always be a pogue. Don't listen to Pope okay? You know how he is about Rafe, he didn't mean it." Y/n shaking her head as she finally looked at JJ, trying not to cry as she squared her shoulder for the emotional blow they were both about to take.

"Yeah? And what would happen if the cops took you to jail. Would your dad bail you out with a slap on the wrists like mine or would he give you a black eye like before." JJ stopping as he looked at her, he could see she didn't mean it, he knew she didn't mean it. Swallowing as he looked at her closer, the tears in her eyes and the slight shake in her hand as she tried to keep her gaze on him.

"You know i could handle that and it wouldn't be your fault. Don't push me away because of this." Y/n let out another humourless laugh, pulling at her roots as she tried desperately to not shout at JJ, he was so sweet and trying to help, normally she would be so happy but right now she just wished he'd be mean.

"Why are you such a nice guy?" Y/n threw her head back as she sighed, JJ moving forward as he grasped her arm pulling her into his chest as she wrapped her arms around him. JJ holding her head as he ran a hand up and down her back to comfort her, feeling the anger dissipate.

"I'm sorry." Y/n mumbled against his chest, JJ kissing her head as he held her close, smiling as he calmed her down, pulling back as she gave him a sad smile.

"Come on let me walk you home princess." Y/n nodding as she leaned on his arm as they walked.

Y/n sighed as she approached her house, seeing her dad waving at the cops as they left, his hands on his hips as Y/n walked with JJ up the stairs ready to pass her dad when he spoke.

"Where do you think you're going huh?" Y/n stopping as she looked at JJ, pulling his arm off her with a sad smile.

"I'll be up in a minute okay." JJ nodding as he waved at Y/n's dad, the tired man just giving him a quick wave and a tight lipped smile, never caring about her being friends with pogues just her attitude.

"You seriously hit the cameron boy again? Do you know how much damage you've caused, his dad is furious." Y/n flopping into a nearby chair as her dad sat across from her, grabbing her hands and looking over her knuckles.

"He deserved it. He tried to run me and JJ off the road, he's an asshole. I told him if he tried to hurt JJ i'd kill him." Y/n's dad sighing as he pushed his hair out his face, running his hand down and over his grey beard.

"You can't keep losing your shit like that. I get it, you've got a short fuse like i used to but you know your mother, when she finds out tomorrow i don't know how you're getting out of this. There's no charges but you have to apologise, Ward and Rafe are coming round at 10 tomorrow so just. Be good okay. This is the last chance." His hands going over her knuckles as he spoke, before looking at Y/n's bored expression with his own fatherly one. Y/n leaning forward as she gave him a small smile.

"If he says one thing and i snap, please don't let her send me to boarding school. Just let me go to school at the cut, hell kick me out and i'll live like them." Her dad sighing as he stood, pulling her up with him, he'd grown up in the cut until his mum remarried a kook and then he married one aswell so he knew what it was like in both worlds.

"Is it worth it all for them? For him? Just don't snap, you're a stubborn girl and you can say you're sorry and then go back to hating him." He knew she wouldn't respond to his questions, to Y/n they were worth it, JJ was worth it all and they both knew if Rafe said the wrong thing then all hell would break lose. Nodding at her dad she gave him a fist bump, the older man laughing as he did it back, he wanted to he angry at her like his wife would be but the second he saw her cuddled up to JJ with split knuckles he felt it all go. Y/n walked up to her room, finding JJ shirtless and laid in her bed in his pj bottoms that Y/n had brought him, his phone on charge and her latest book in his hands as he flipped through the pages, looking up and giving her a smile as she walked in.

"How'd it go?" Y/n shrugged, grabbing her first aid kit as she sat on the bed, JJ taking it off her and tugging her closer, applying the salve to her knuckles and wrapping them in a bandage so the cuts would hopefully heal over leaving scabs the next day instead of open cuts. Y/n thanking him as she put back the kit, pulling off her top and throwing it at JJ as he turned onto his front letting her change, hearing her bra and shorts hit the ground and her feet against the floor as she grabbed a shirt.

"Done." JJ turned around as Y/n crawled along the bed, his hand throwing the covers open as she slid in next to him, his body heat warming her instantly as she curled into his body. Sighing as she closed her eyes, JJ relaxing into her bed.

"He hasn't told her yet, but Rafe and Ward are coming tomorrow...for an apology." JJ opening one of his eyes to look at her, her eyes still closed but her brows were furrowed as she thought about having to apologise.

"I'll be here." Y/n nodding as he pressed his thumb between her brows making her relax her face, pressing into him more as the pair closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Y/n awoke in a shock as her mum threw water over the pair, shouting as her leg was grabbed and dragged from the bed, JJ panicking as he woke up to Y/n landing on the ground. Her mum standing over her as she seethed, Y/n groaning as she sat up, JJ staring in fear as he felt panic settle in at the idea of her mum hitting her like his dad did to him.

"Are you fucking serious? You hit him again? Do you actually understand your own actions you ungrateful girl!" Y/n standing as she pushed the water off her face, maybe her anger issues weren't from her dad, looking at her mum with a bored expression as she climbed back into the bed with a shrug.

"He deserved it." Was Y/n's response, JJ not moving as her mum snapped her eyes to him and pointed.

"You were there yes?" JJ nodding quickly ad Y/n moved to hide him behind her, the shirt she wore riding up to around her waist as she leaned over his body glaring at her mum.

"Don't shout at JJ. I'm serious don't fucking shout at him." Her tone deeper than normal as JJ moved to run a hand along the back of her thigh trying to keep her calm, knowing that she was losing her temper and fast.

"What did the cameron boy do then?" Y/n's mum spoke, not to Y/n, but to JJ as he swallowed and looked at her, her eyes staring into his soul as he touched the back of his neck.

"He tried to run us off the road when i picked her up from school." Her mum sighing out and pinching the bridge of her nose as she thought, Y/n still staying protectively in front of JJ like her mum would jump at any moment even though JJ knew she wasn't like that. She just shouted a lot and then would cry until Y/n felt bad.

"God damn it. Okay when was this?" JJ relaying all the information including the fight, Y/n not speaking as her mum took in all the information.

"Okay. Okay. I am still extremely mad, and i mean extremely mad, you are grounded...forever but he was antagonising so he should be happy we're not pressing charges. But you have to apologise, and act like you mean it, and this is the end of this." Y/n going to speak when her mum shouted scaring JJ.

"THE END OF IT! I mean it, one more call from the school or police and i'm done Y/n." Y/n nodding as her mum began crying, holding back an eyeroll as she relaxed back against JJ.

"I just don't get it Y/n, you used to be my little girl, now you're constantly in fights and i just don't know what to do with you. I don't want to send you away, you're my daughter but sometimes it's like you're someone else. I feel like i failed as a mother." Her mum leaving moments later as the door closed, Y/n fisting the sheets before punching the bed in anger, she hated hearing her mum talk like that, wanting to make her feel bad for it when she was defending her friends. The emotional guilting just ticked her in a way nothing else could, she'd rather be slapped around the face than listen to her mum cry about how her daughter was gone. JJ pulling Y/n back into his arms and shushing her as he held her arms down, feeling her tears on his bare chest as she sobbed out of anger, her body not able to process it correctly.

"God i fucking hate it." Y/n seethed, feeling silly for complaining to JJ when his dad hit him, beat him until he was bloody and yet all she had was an upset mum and here she was crying on his shoulder. JJ holding her close as he comforted her, looking at her clock as he sighed, pulling back and wiping her cheeks with a small smile.

"They'll be here soon princess. Come on, lets get dressed and i'll stand with you." Y/n nodding as JJ got up, handing her his favourite dress and throwing her bra at her as she laughed wiping her tears, clean underwear being thrown at her seconds later as JJ opened his draw and grabbed clean clothes. He'd had a drawer in her house for years now, her family knowing just enough about his home life that they would gift him new clothes every so often and wouldn't question when he climbed through Y/n's window bruised.

Y/n stood next to her mum, her dad stood next to his whiskey cart as one of the servants brought in Ward and Rafe, the two older men nodding at each other as Mr Y/l/n handed Ward a whiskey. Y/n bristled as she looked at Rafe, her mum's acrylic nails digging into her back where she held her dress to keep her from running at the cameron boy, JJ awkwardly stood next to Y/n with their hands almost touching. Her mum's face almost cracked from the smile she was giving the two Cameron's, Y/n keeping her face straight to stop from smirking as she saw the black eye she'd given Rafe but she knew a hint of a smirk or smile would lead to it being worse.

"Do you see what your daughter did to my son? Unprovoked, again." Ward spoke, his eyes on Y/n as Rafe stood with his arms crossed, a smug glint to his eyes as he faked an innocent face, pretending to calm down his dad as Ward pushed his hand away.

"No, this is unacceptable behaviour from a young lady." Y/n held back a snort as she moved to cross her arms, her mum pushing her back as Y/n stood straight and uncrossed them not looking at JJ or her mum only at Rafe. Her mum's oddly cheery voice reaching her ears as Ward snapped his eyes to her.

"I understand your anger, trust me Ward i do as i have had many angry lectures such as this one to my daughter including one this morning. However, it was not a unprovoked attack, neither was the one at school, your son instigated them by threatening Y/n's friend and trying to run them both off the road. Her reaction to his actions was uncalled for and i agree she should have handled it like an adult." Ward stared at Mrs Y/l/n before turning to his head to Rafe who now was trying to not show his fear at being caught, not expecting Y/n's parents to believe her side of things or expect her to tell them.

"Is this true?" Y/n felt a shiver run down her spine at the tone Ward used on his son, almost feeling pity for Rafe at the look in his father's eyes but she remembered what he'd done to all the pogues, to JJ. Rafe and Ward stared at each other for a moment before Ward seemed to put back on the mask of a loving father, smiling at Y/n kindly as he moved forward extending his hand, Y/n only moving her hand when her mum pinched her. Ward taking her hand calmly as he looked at the bandage, knowing she'd done the injury whilst beating his son but he pretended not to notice.

"I apologise for my son's behaviour and i'm sure he would also like to apologise." Ward turning to Rafe as he looked up, sucking up his pride and giving her a tight lipped smile.

"I'm sorry Y/n, i didn't mean any harm." Y/n fighting the eyeroll as her mum gave her a big smile and pinched her back reminding her to do the same. Y/n forcing a smile on her face that looked entirely unnatural as she spoke.

"That's-that's okay. I'm...i'm sorry for hitting you." Y/n barely ground out the words, her dad clearing his throat as he took a sip of his whiskey, Ward smiling at Y/n as he let go of her hand and stepped back, the two parents looking at each other before nodding.

"Well this is all solved then. Rafe i'll meet you in the car, me and Mr Y/l/n need to talk about this whiskey and how i can get some." The atmosphere breaking as Y/n's parents and Ward laughed, Rafe nodding as he left but Y/n was still being held tightly by her mum.

"Alright Sweetie, you can go upstairs now, remember you're grounded so don't leave the premises." Y/n nodding as her mum laid a fake kiss to her cheek, finally letting go of her dress as Y/n took the opportunity to grab JJ's hand and speed walk away. Closing her bedroom door as JJ placed a hand on her back, soothing where her mum's nails had dug in and Y/n was sure there was an indent.

"That went better than i thought." Y/n could hear the slight laughter in JJ's voice as she looked at him, letting out a sigh of relief before throwing her arms around him, his arms circling her waist as he held her up.

"I thought she was going to take a chunk out of my back." JJ let out a laugh as he shook his head, he'd been close to ripping the hand off of Y/n, wanting to hold her hand and tell her it was okay instead he'd been stood straight and stared at by her dad.

"I've got work this afternoon so i'll have to go soon you going to be okay?" Y/n nodding against his chest, not wanting him to go but she knew he needed to.

"Yeah, yeah i'll be fine. Probably just wallow in bed until you come back." JJ shaking his head as he laughed, ruffling her hair as he pulled away from the hug.

"If you see any of them can you tell them i'm sorry and i'll make it up to them." JJ smiling at Y/n as he flicked her forehead.

"You're so cute when you're trying to he a better person." Y/n smacking his hand away as she rolled her eyes and grinned at him, JJ grabbing his bag and clothes, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek as he left. Ward's car gone as he walked back to the cut, Y/n waving from her window as she saluted her making her grin.

By the time monday rolled around Y/n and the pogues had made up, Ki had called her and the two had spoken for hours as Y/n agreed to do anything to make her forgive her, which is why she was going with Ki after school to get a turtle tattoo. Pope had apologised and the two had texted back and forth explaining their sides and agreeing they both were too riled up at that moment but promising not to do it again and John B just sent her a fist bump emoji which she sent back. They only had one week left of the semester, one week until summer freedom, one week to survive. Y/n walked through school, the bandages now off her knuckles and bag hanging from one shoulder as she sent JJ a text reminding him to go to school as well as telling John B to not let him go to school high. Y/n stopping as she almost bumped into someone, not looking up as she mumbled an apology and moved to walk past until she felt a hand on her arm, looking up as Rafe and his goons stood around her. Letting out a sigh of frustration as she grit her teeth, one week she kept repeating to herself, her mum hammering into her this morning to avoid confrontation at all costs and if she made it through the week she'd be ungrounded.

"Rafe, Kelce, Topper. Can i come through...please?" Y/n tried to put on a friendly smile, looking at Rafe's black eye, she'd only seen him yesterday but the school lighting made it look worse than what it was, Rafe smirking as he leaned against the wall, the other two caging her in as Y/n gripped her bag to stay calm.

"I saw your boyfriend yesterday." Y/n stared at Rafe, her knuckles cracking from how tightly she held onto her bag.

"I don't have a boyfriend." Y/n ground out, sure she was going to crack a tooth in a minute with how tight her jaw was, Rafe letting out a humourless laugh as he looked at his friends.

"Are you sure? Because he sure seems to think he is, i mean he told me to stay away from his girl unless he's got other sluts waiting for him." Y/n's lip twitched as he called her a slut, her nails digging into her palms as Topper laughed, Kelce smirking at her as she stared at Rafe.

"Maybe." She managed to say, wanting to get out of the situation quickly, but Rafe knew she had a short fuse, he also knew how close she was to being shipped away. She was just another pogue to crush in his eyes, just an extremely annoying one that didn't stop like the others.

"I mean what is a pathetic pogue going to do to stop me huh? He needs to be careful or he might end up floating in the marsh." Y/n's hand slammed against the locker as her chest heaved, Rafe smirking as he got the start of a fight out of her, her hand flattening against the locker as she forced a smile onto her face.

"Very funny Rafe. Now if you'll move so i can get to class that would be great." Y/n trying to move past again when he stood in front of her, Y/n closing her eyes and taking a deep breathe as she looked up at him.

"Come on Y/n, we both know you're dying to start a fight, it's in your blood since your dad was also a rat from the cut." Y/n swore she would commit a murder, the way she was looking at Rafe must have showed that since he flinched as she raised her hand to push her hair away from her face, tapping his chest lightly with a soft smile.

"Just watch it Rafe yeah? You really should learn when to stop, you might get hurt one day. Would hate for daddy to find out his sons starting fights. Again." Rafe sneered at Y/n as she lightly pushed past him, waiting until she was away from him to punch the way and silently scream, her entire body buzzing to go back and slam him against the wall but she was determined to get through the week.

Y/n managed to somehow make it to the end of the day, JJ waiting for her outside a cigarette between his lips as he gave her a grin, Y/n rushing down the steps as she stopped just in front of him, his arms open ready to catch her like he did everyday. Instead Y/n opened her arms with a sweet smile, JJ laughing as he stepped forward into her arms, both of them squeezing each other as they smiled, the hug being interrupted as they heard metal meet the ground. JJ turning with Y/n in his arms as Rafe and Kelce stood over his bike with a fake shocked expression.

"Yo sorry man. Guess i didn't see it." Rafe smirking as he looked at Y/n, her hands tightening on JJ's shirt as she held herself back, JJ beginning to shake with anger as Rafe kicked his bike.

"Heap of junk anyway." Y/n grabbed JJ quickly as he went to attack Rafe, knowing she wouldn't be able to stop herself from getting involved, looking at JJ with pleading eyes as he held her tighter and glared at Rafe.

"Be careful pogue, your girl might lose it." Rafe laughed with Kelce as they walked off, JJ moving to attack him when Y/n pulled him back again, shaking her head as they both tried to stay calm.

"He's not worth it." Y/n mumbled, JJ agreeing as he helped her onto his bike, her arms wrapping around his waist making his heart beat faster as he raced past Rafe and Kelce making them shout out, Y/n laughing as she pushed her head into his back.

Ki ran to Y/n, barely letting her get off the bike before she tackled her into a hug, Y/n laughing as JJ ruffled her hair and walked into the chateau, fist bumping the guys as he quickly explained what happened so they wouldn't ask Y/n about school. Pope gave Y/n a side hug as she walked in, Y/n giving him a grin as John B picked her up and spun her around.

"That was such a long two days!" John B said as he put her down, JJ pulling her against his chest as he grinned down at her, Y/n returning it as Ki started talking about the tattoos. Y/n only had 2 hours until she had to be home so the pogues all piled into the twinkie, Ki showing Y/n where she wanted to get it whilst Y/n debated until JJ piped up.

"You should get it on your hip, it'll look super hot when you wear a bikini." Y/n grinning as she moved forward so their noses nearly touched.

"Would it?" JJ grinning back as he pushed her hair behind her ear and nodded, pulling her into him as she dropped against his chest, turning onto her back so she could lay against him. Ki fake gagging as John B laughed driving, Pope next to him as he did some homework. Y/n throwing a can at Ki as she laughed, JJ's arms holding her tightly to his chest.

"You're all children." Y/n said as she rolled her eyes, JJ squeezing her waist as he kissed her head, the twinkie coming to a stop outside the tattoo parlour.

Y/n laid on her bed, her hand absentmindedly touching her new tattoo, thinking before she stood up, throwing on JJ's favourite bikini and standing in front if the mirror, turning to the side and posing as she took a picture of her hip with a smile. Sending it to JJ before sitting on her wood floor, knees harsh against it as she turned to the side again, putting her hand behind her as she leant back, taking another picture with her tattoo in full sight. The small turtle sitting just under her bikini string.

JJ stared at the two pictures, his mouth dry as she couldn't tear his eyes away from her body, his hand typing before he could think about.

Damn- my fav boy 🥵

Does it look good- my princess ❤️

JJ stared at his phone, pushing his hair back as he groaned, looking back to the photos as he scrolled between them, pressing a pillow against his boner as he looked at the other pogues as they lounged in the chateau.

Jesus princess, yeah it fucking does- my fav boy 🥵

Y/n giggled as she bit her lip, she knew when she'd sent the first photo it was already pushing the boundaries of their friendship, grabbing a pen as she wrote on her other hip and posed taking a picture similar to the last but much closer.

I think i should get this next- my princess ❤️

JJ was sure his heart stopped as he looked at the picture, 'JJ's girl' written on her hip, her hand holding her bikini string up to show it off, standing up JJ left the house without saying anything and got on his bike. Y/n sat staring at the read sign, nibbling at her lip as she felt anxiety begin to take over, throwing on a t shirt as she went to crawl into bed, hearing a loud noise outside as she ran to her window. JJ's bike thrown on the ground as her eyes widened seeing him climb up to her window, her hands shaking as she pushed his open, JJ climbing in as she looked between him and the window.

"How the hell did you get here so quick?" Y/n whispered, knowing her parents were downstairs, they probably knew he was there but she didn't need them knowing what they were saying. JJ grinning as he walked closer, Y/n's eyes widening as she stepped back tripping over her bed, head hitting the mattress as JJ leaned over her.

"I broke every speed limit and i think i knocked over an old lady." Y/n staring at him with wide eyes as his hand dropped to her shirt, pushing it up as he looked at her hip, groaning to himself as he ran his hand over the writing, looking back at her as his hair covered his eyes.

"I am going to fucking ruin you." Y/n didn't get to say a word as JJ surged forward kissing her, Y/n moaning as he pushed his tongue into her mouth, both of them trying to strip off quickly. Only parting to throw their shirts off as JJ ripped her bikini top, throwing it behind him as he pressed his lips against hers again, her hands pushing at his shorts as he carefully pulled her bikini bottoms off her hips not wanting to hurt her tattoo. JJ moaning as her hand wrapped around his cock, lips moving to her neck as he grabbed at her chest, pushing her legs open as he slotted between them. Feeling how soaked she was from kissing him, his hand dropping to run between her folds, teasing her clit as she moaned out.

"Holy fuck Y/n." JJ moaned, grabbing her wrist and pinning it above her head as he lined himself up, catching sight of her writing on her hip as he pushed into her, one hand holding her hand above her head as the other held her hip. Both of them moaning quietly as their bodies lay flush against each other, JJ moving as Y/n moaned, head falling back as he gripped her hip, his eyes closing as he savoured how tightly she gripped him. Ducking down and bringing her into a heated kiss, swallowing her moans as he rolled his hips, finding his pace as he held Y/n, her mouth opening as she tried not to moan too loud.

"So pretty, gonna mark you up." Y/n nodding as JJ sucked a hickey onto her neck, biting small marks on her collarbone and breasts as he left finger bruises on her hip. Y/n whining as he bit her nipple, rolling his tongue over it to sooth the pain as she rolled her hips to meet his, both of them moaning as she wrapped her legs around his waist and met each thrust. His hand dropping from her hip to her clit as he got closer, needing her to cum with him as she let out a choked moan at his thumb circling her clit in time with each thrust. Linking their hands beside her head as she grabbed at his arm with the other hand, running it up to his cheek and pulling him into a kiss as she moaned his name cumming, JJ groaning deeply into her mouth as he thrust a few more times and came. Both of them panting as he moved his hand back to her hip, holding himself up as he pulled back looking down at Y/n as she gave him a wide smile. JJ grinning as he dipped down kissing her again, Y/n whining as he pulled out, moving to lay beside her as she curled against his chest, head against his heart as she listened to the rhythmic beating of it.

"Damn." Y/n said, JJ turning to her and laughing as he nodded, pushing his hair out his face and seeing the smudges pen over his palm.

"Damn." JJ repeated, Y/n laughing as she pushed herself up, cringing as she felt cum run down her inner thigh, JJ biting his lip as he watched her walk to the toilet, a hand mark on her hip and his cum on her thighs making him groan and turn to push his face against the bed. Y/n returning in a pair of underwear and his shirt as she threw him his boxers, JJ pulling them on as she collapsed into his arms, the covers warming them up as the cool air seeped in through the window. JJ running his thumb over her arm as they sat in silence, a comfortable silence. Y/n being the first to break it as she ran her hand along his chest, up and down twice then only her finger drawing patterns as she spoke.

"So i'm your girl?" JJ grinning as he looked down at her, her wide eyes looking at him as she waited for his answer.

"You've always been my girl." Y/n flushing red as she rolled her eyes, JJ leaning over and placing kisses on her face as she laughed pushing him away.

"You're a sap." Y/n said as JJ rolled ontop of her, Y/n wrapping her arms around his neck pulling him into a kiss when her door flew open, both of them staring at her dad as he stood in the doorway.

"SCATTER!" Y/n screamed, pushing JJ off her as her dad went to grab him, Y/n getting in the way as JJ climbed out her window, falling half way, running to his bike as he saluted Y/n with a grin and rode off in his boxers. Y/n laughing as she half hung out the window, her dad pulling her back as he scowled at her, closing her window and crossing his arms whilst Y/n only grinned flopping on her bed.

"Did you seriously just shout scatter and push him out a window? I was just gonna talk to him." Y/n smiling as she climbed under the covers, her dad sighing and ruffling her hair as he walked past.

"It's hard being a dad." Y/n ignoring him as he closed her door, her phone already in her hand as she typed to JJ, grinning the whole time as he sent her a picture of him riding his bike, shaking her head as she called him. Spending the night on the phone to him, JJ telling her about the bruise on his shin from the fall whilst Y/n sent him the finger bruises and hickeys he'd left which had ended with a steamy conversation and promises for the next day when he picked her up.

Y/n tried to cover the hickeys, her hair down and covering it as best as she could with concealer but anyone who looked closely would see it, walking through school as she held her bag, grinning down at her phone as JJ sent her a picture of the pogues all at school.

I'm jealous- my princess ❤️

JJ grinned, typing quickly as he entered class, John B making fake moans as he mocked him and Y/n.

Can't wait to see you, gotta go to class ❤️ - my fav boy 🥵

Y/n biting her lip as she sent a quick heart back, putting her phone away as she got to her locker, grabbing some books before turning and spotting Rafe and Topper walking towards her with smirks. Rolling her eyes and turning around as she took the longe route to her classroom, she was having a great day and didn't need them ruining it, the bell ringing as Y/n ran down the stairs trying not to be late. Her classroom in sight as Kelce stood in front of her, appearing out of no where as she went to step around him, letting out a frustrated sigh as he moved to stop her.

"Hey princess." Rafe spoke, Topper and him leaning against the walls behind her as she took a deep breath, looking up at Kelce as she hoped he'd just let her through but he only gave her a shit eating grin. Turning around Y/n held her books against her chest, moving her bag so it sat better on her shoulder and gave him a smile.

"Don't call me princess, i have class, get your goon out my way." Y/n jabbed her thumb in the direction of Kelce as Topper made a face and smirked at Rafe.

"She's back to being fiesty again." Rafe smirking as he looked at Y/n, his eyes going up and down her body before he grinned, stepping forward as Y/n took a step back, watching his every move until she bumped into Kelce, Rafe's hand pushing her hair over her shoulder.

"I think we know why she's finally got the attitude back." Rafe said as he looked over his shoulder at Topper, Y/n pushing his hand off her as she moved out of the situation, turning around as Kelce grabbed her waist and pulled her back. Y/n now stuck between the three of them as she felt the rage in her body, pushing Kelce away with a sneer, turning to look at Rafe as he looked her up and down, Topper doing the same in a way that made her feel ill.

"Alright you've had your fun Cameron. Get the fuck out of my way and leave me alone now." Y/n seethed, Topper and Kelce making a noise as they laughed, Rafe grabbing her cheeks as she gripped his hand, glaring at him as he leant down.

"Go on Princess. Hit me." Rafe's lips were so close she could fell his breath against her face, her hands in fists beside her the sound of a clearing of someone's throat making him break away as he grinned at the teacher. Y/n not moving as the teacher spoke.

"What are you all doing out of class?" The boys making excuses as they walked away, Y/n finally turning as she saw her teacher, the old man giving her an awkward smile as she followed him to class, pushing her hair back over her neck as she sat down. Not paying attention as she doodled on her paper, the bell ringing before she knew it as she sighed and stood, making it to her next class with no problems.

Do you like my new lockscreen?- my fav boy 🥵

Y/n blushed as she looked at the bikini pick she'd sent, JJ's girl on show as she looked at the picture, pushing her hair out her face as she sat at her regular table, her tray placed down as she replied.

I need a new one now. Maybe some scratches and low rise boxers...- my princess ❤️

JJ closed his phone, John B trying to see what Y/n said as JJ laughed hiding his phone, the two getting into a fight until John B got the phone everyone gasping at the lockscreen.

"YOU FINALLY DID IT!" John B shouted, tackling his friend as Pope high fived him, the two of them teasing him as he laughed blushing and trying to get back his phone, Ki walking over with a grin as she looked at the boys. JJ able to steal back his phone as he sent Y/n a wink and listened to the tireless teasing from their friends.

Y/n shook her head with a smile, a text from John B of JJ's blushing face as he hid from them, reminding their friends to go easy on the poor pogue.

The rest of the day went quick, Y/n taking different routes to each classroom when she saw Rafe or his goons, she knew what they were doing. He must of known that she was on very thin ice, so he was trying to get her kicked out hoping she'd be shipped off and he'd only have four pogues to seal with.

Y/n managed to somehow scrape by the rest of the week, spending the evenings with JJ and the days running through the halls evading the doom squad as she now called them, she found it fun the last run from her classroom to JJ's bike and into his arms. The chase and thrill of seeing him knowing it was the end of the day and she would be spending the rest of it with JJ. On friday Y/n did her same routine, rushing to JJ as he picked her up, the end of the semester, her legs wrapping around his waist as she kissed him, his hands holding onto her tightly as he almost stumbled. Grinning at her as she pulled back, her face matching his as he put her down, the two climbing onto his bike as they rode off.

The rager was insane, everyone excited for summer as the whole island partied, Y/n and JJ winning at beer pong until John B and Ki beat them, Y/n shouting they cheated but JJ only laughed and wrapped his arms around her waist. He was so proud of her, she'd gone the whole week without a fight and with Rafe harassing her almost everyday, he was going to get him back though. He was just waiting for the perfect opportunity to beat the day lights out of the kook for disrespecting his girl. JJ saw him before Y/n did, Rafe snorting coke off some kooks chest before he set his eyes on JJ, the buzz from the coke and alcohol making him want to fight then he saw Y/n in JJ's arms and it was perfect, JJ's eyes widening as Rafe pulled along Topper and Kelce. The three of them coked up and ready to beat some pogues, JJ tried to get Y/n out but just as he pushed her into Ki a punch landed onto his cheek, JJ spinning and running at Rafe as Topper went for John B and Kelce went for Pope.

"You fucker." JJ shouted as he landed another punch to Rafe. Ki letting go of Y/n as she rushed to help Pope, Kelce holding him by the throat as Y/n grabbed Rafe's shirt and ripped him from JJ, his arm hitting her in the nose as he went to hit her. Her hand touching the blood as she looked up at him with a smirk, she hadn't made the first hit, JJ punching Rafe into Y/n as she punched him in the stomach and pushed him to the ground. Turning and going for Topper as John B receiving a punch to the face, Y/n and JJ yanking Topper off John B so he could get a punch back, Y/n kicking his knees so he collapsed to the ground as Ki hit Kelce as she leaped on his back. The 5 pogues taking down the kooks as JJ threw his arm over Y/n and grinned at them, the other pogues sorting themselves out as they all looked at each other.

"Pussies." Y/n said as they all walked away, the kooks barely able to get up as the pogues all began running, laughing as they made it the chateau to nurse their wounds. JJ cleaning Y/n's lip where Rafe had elbowed her, the two grinning at each other before Y/n grabbed his shirt pulling him into a kiss.

"God you're so hot." Y/n mumbled against his lips as he grinned kissing her harder, his hands wandering as he dragged her closer, being interrupted by the other pogues as they all squeezed onto the sofa with beers. Cheering their drinks as John B spoke.

"To the pogues! This summer is going to be awesome." All of them clinking their drinks together and downing their beers as they laughed.

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"i'm bad at everything, i swear," y/n groaned as wonhee dragged her down the hallway toward the school's patio.

"no you're not," wonhee replied, her tone light. "my family always says that the people who struggle in school end up doing great things later. just you wait."

"sure, wonhee," y/n mumbled, her resolve fading. she suddenly stopped by the bathroom. "i'll be with you guys in a second, okay?"

wonhee nodded, heading into the bustling patio where niki sat under a tree, absorbed in his phone and munching on lunch.

y/n stepped into the empty girls' bathroom, taking a moment to adjust her appearance in the mirror. she reapplied her lip gloss and smoothed her hair. feeling more confident, she pushed the door open to leave. but as she stepped out, she collided with someone real hard, sending the person's belongings tumbling to the floor.

"oh my god! i'm sorry!" y/n exclaimed, looking down to help gather the scattered items, taking the worksheets and pencils.

"oh no, i'm so sorry!" hanni said, her cheeks turning pink from embarrassment as she knelt beside y/n. "i should've watched where i was going" she was lucky there weren't many people around.

as they picked up the books and materials, hanni's art sketchbook fell open, revealing some sketches and drawings of random things.

y/n stood up with the sketchbook on her hand, breath caught in her throat. "wow, this is really cool, hold on hanni." she flipped through the book, forgetting all about it not being one of her personal belongings.

hanni looked up and stood as well, surprise flickering in her eyes at her name being remembered, then a shy awkward smile spread across her face. "thanks y/n."

"no, i'm serious," y/n said, feeling the need to express the compliment until hanni understood how good she was. "you are really good at doing this, i wish i could draw naturally like you. i'm really bad at art, and i'm sure mr. park is going to strangle me if i don't get any better," she laughed at herself, making hanni giggle a bit too.

hanni blushed a bit at the comment, but took her chance to hint something. for the past month, from far away, she had watched y/n be bad at art, and she was etching to take over all her work, it bothered her that her art didn't make sense. "oh i'm in mr. park's art class too, you know. my friend told me he's very strict, so maybe you should try to practice a bit." hanni shrugged lightly.

but the uninterested act didn't cause any trouble for y/n at all when she talked to people. "definitely! i mean, you could totally help me out or something," y/n smiled, clapping in excitement, already picturing herself as the next picasso of the seniors.

there was a moment of silence as they both looked at each other, something unspoken hanging in the air. hanni felt a warmth spreading in her cheeks, and

y/n's curious gaze lingered just a bit longer.

"maybe... maybe i can try to" hanni looked down, her voice soft. "i mean, i'm not a teacher.." she trailed off.

"i'd love that," y/n interrupted and ignored the second comment, closing the sketchbook and looked at the tree in the patio, seeing her best friends already arguing. "text me, please. i'll do anything not to fail this class" she almost begged, and gave hanni the book back, their hands brushed against each other again.

hanni agreed breathlessly, giving her a small grin.

and so y/n left for her friends, but didn't forget to look back for a moment. their eyes met, and for a second, the two girls felt as if something really important had happened.

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Writing Prompt, maybe Enid and Baby Belle first meeting?

Oh my god- just what did she get into!?

Enid stumbled upright, her mind hysterically trying to make everything make sense. Okay, think quick, whats happening?

There's a baby in her arms, one who suspiciously looks alot like the woman advancing on her with a sword. She could've easily passed the baby over if this was truly her mom but the wings kind of made her pause for a moment.

Maybe it could be the rain thats fucking with her, the possible winds and dark night didn't help either but when a lightpost flicked on; Enid had to think whether she was looking at a fallen angel.

Okay, maybe thats a lil streotypical.

Like, listen-

Enid is a werewolf, she's used to outcasts with interesting extra features but wings? She's seen a harpy sure, but something felt a lil different about this one so it felt fitting to call her that.

"Why are you doing this?!" Enid shouts, keeping the baby's head tucked under her chin. "Listen i swear i didn't kidnap your baby!"

There's a scoff and the glint of a blade before something immediately shot at her. A strangled curse comes from Enid as she quickly dropped onto her knees.

The woman just came striding through without care, like she's coming in for a stroll and did not attempt to end someone's life.

"Details do not matter mortal," she claims, voice so clear through the harsh winds. "The parasite must pay for her father's sins."

Talk about intense cosplaying, Enid thinks, eyes wild as she quickly scrambled back.

"yeah well-" her eyes squint, turning to look down at the baby's blue eyes and a quite stupid idea pops in. "As her Father I say she shouldn't do so!" a forced chuckle comes from her throat as she tried to shift back farther, basically going in reverse. "I'm rather sinless yknow! other than the occasional sloth but that's normal in my opinion-"

A scream tears through her throat when the woman's wings flared and with a dive, Enid got tackled onto the floor.

There's irritation in those so beautifully bright eyes and all Enid could do is give a panicked smile. She would've thought they were black at first, but now that she's much closer than she would've liked, there were speckles of gold- reminded Enid of the sparks of a fire.

"As her Father," The fallen angel continues, throwing a leg and properly pinning the werewolf's bottom half down. "You could join her in paying for her sins as well."

Its the bling of a blade that drags Enid away from her admiring. Oh god, she got distracted but can you blame her? For someone literally soaking in the rain, the wings gave her such a beautiful silhouette.

Besides, Enid was always a sucker for someone in a suit and tie even if they were going to kill her.

Although that may just be the hysteria trying to keep her calm.

"You're beautiful," Enid says instead and its makes the fallen pause long enough for the blond to realize the pressure along her hips lightened. Always the opportunist, she prayed that the baby knew to clench tight as she grasped at the woman's thighs and threw her off.

With wide eyes, a part of her wanted to laugh at the way the angel's wings flapped in a panic but well- that's enough of her being distracted so Enid turns and runs away instead.

but well, things have been going pretty well lately so its no wonder she gets tackled from behind once again.

#wenclair #demon baby au #writing #enid sinclair #wednsday addams

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phenomenalgirl9 · 1 year ago

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Seungkwan x Reader: Winter Falls

Summary: Just 2 idiots who could have ended their suffering just by talking but they refused and suffered for ages, until the Maknae and a certain leader decided to interfere.

W/c: 1.9K

Rating: For all (?)

Genre: fluff.

A/n: Merry Christmas! This is for the Carat Library Secret Santa and my member was Rania @wheeboo . It was rushed cause I barely had time, I'm so sorry! 😩 Happy Winters!

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You watched as he laughed with this person that you met as you and Seungkwan were leaving the party. You knew he was a social butterfly, lived like one, and as much as you loved him, it didn't mean you didn't want to strangle him. You watched him as he smiled and shook hands with someone who seemed like Jessi. Of course, it's important for his career and stuff, so you pouted and waited. He side-glaced a few times, and finally he said his byes and left. Yes, Jay Park's Christmas party was a huge event that every idol or personnel connected to the K-pop industry wanted to be in on Christmas Eve. The whole of seventeen were actually invited, and Seungkwan, Chan, and Jihoon had volunteered to go. Jihoon had left; you lost Chan while you were busy talking to Yeji and Lia, whom you've met before, at previous parties and events that you've been to with Seungkwan. So you decided to leave too.

Sigh.

“Are you tired?” Seungkwan asked. And you shook your head. “I wasn't the one dancing, hijacking the party like it's my concert,” you said, and bumped his shoulder.

“He played Fighting” Seungkwan said, shrugging. “So to answer your question, I'm not tired, just drained,” you said.

“Aw, it was too much socialisation for you? Wasn't it?” He cooed, and you hit him as he ran away towards the car in a laughing fit.

“Hey” you suddenly heard, and you turned around to see none other than the Bangchan walking towards the two of you. You assumed he was there for Seungkwan, but the thought changed when he simply nodded at Seungkwan and walked straight towards you, standing in front of you.

“Hey. Um, okay this is awkward,” he said and giggled adorably. “Hi” you said on instinct.

“Hey, again, Y/n” he said, and rubbed the back of his neck. What you didn't notice was Seungkwan literally shooting daggers through his eyes. “It's gonna sound dumb but can I have your number?” He asked, “sure but, you could have asked me when we were talking back then” you asked curiously.

“Actually, I was under the impression that You and um..” he giggled again, making you blush “that Seungkwan and you were together or something. But later on Chan as in Dino told me you weren't so I thought um.. cause I enjoyed talking to you” he said. “Sure!” You said “I enjoyed talking to you too” you smiled and exchanged numbers.

“Look at you, Ms. Popular” Seungkwan teased as you started the car to drive him back to the dorm and then drive home yourself.

So yeah Boo Seungkwan is your childhood best friend, you've spend the majority of your life together apart from the time he joined Pledis and you interned and worked for various music labels as producer and finally joined Hybe. You and him are mostly a combo pack, sadly, of best friends.

Were you dumbly in love with your best friend? Yes.

Did you ever do anything about it? No.

Would you? Very good question, but also No.

In your defence, even Seungkwan never showed any sign of progression.

“So you gave him your number in front of Kwannie?” Joshua asked for the third time and started giggling just as Jeonghan had been the next morning of the party. “I swear to God, I came to you two for advice as to where to go for the team Christmas dinner. Why is this even relevant?” You asked them.

“It's not, Y/n. It's just funny” Jeonghan said. You shook your head and walked out of the room. As you texted back Bangchan for the…12th? Time that day. Well, you weren't counting, but you've been talking to him since the morning. Je said he did that the first thing after he woke up.

It was nice talking to him, he just gave off this vibe. And you spent most of that day, of not working, then texting him.

“Are you free tomorrow?” Bumzu asked you as you were about to leave for the team dinner and you shook your head and said, “I have plans”

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Hence, here you were in this cosy, almost empty cafe with one of the most charming men that the industry has seen.

He did have a different charm that made you want to trust him. And the conversation flowed like a river between you two. It started with music to different artists you like. Bands, you like, laughing at each other's teenage choices and stories. It didn't feel like you just met him 2 days ago. The woman in the cafe smiled warmly as she found the two of you laughing at some joke he cracked when she was placing your orders on the table.

And he asked, "So, how long have you been in love with Seungkwan?” and you were shocked. “Is it that obvious?” You ended up asking, and he shrugged his shoulders. “By the way you two look at each other? Of course.” He said it and smiled. “What do you mean by each other?” You said that, and Bangchan just shook his head.

And you told him more about you and Seungkwan. How you had met him on your first day of middle school and he was the popular kid, and you were new. How he immediately adopted you as his introvert, like any other introvert and extrovert duo.

The two of you laughed at your memories, and he kept making comments here and there. You told him how Seungkwan dissed anyone who tried to bully you and how you supported him in his singing gigs. And how you realise during his basketball tryouts in high school that you were hopelessly in love with him. You also told him about all the times you mustered up the courage to tell him, which was really twice, but backed up the moment you saw him, You could take the fact that he didn't like you, but you couldn't take it if you lost him on whole or made things awkward, that would affect everything and everyone. So each time, you backed away.

“Oh my god, look at the snow” the woman suddenly said, and the two of you did. You and Chan both took a sharp breath in and looked at the outdoors in awe. The whole horizon was covered with a thin blanket of white as the snow had just started to fall.

The Christmas atmosphere felt more magical. Strangely, your heart started yearning for someone. Not just someone, because if it would have been that, then you'd be glad Bangchan was here. But no, your heart yearned and craved for that one man. The one you were in love with, Boo Seungkwan, who would probably never be yours.

Your trance was broken by the sound of your phone. Bumzu was calling, “Yeah?” You picked up and answered. “What?” You exclaimed, "Okay. Okay” Bangchan heard you say. He knew your tone, he's been at a similar spot several times. So he nodded his head when you hung up and looked at him. “Problem in the studio?” He asked, and you smiled once again. “Yes, but let's do this again, that is, if you want. I mean, I had fun, and-” you were mumbling, and he stopped you. “Y/n, I had fun too, let's hang out again” he said and you picked up your bag. "Hey, is this cardigan all you're wearing?” Bangchan asked, and you nodded. “You're gonna catch a cold” he said, as he started taking off his jacket. “No! Chan, dont” you told him but he only smiled and offered his jacket to you. “Take it, I don't feel cold, this one I'm wearing will do”

And he didn't take no for an answer.

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“I came as fast as I could” You said and Bumzu started to explain to you what the issue was. “How were your plans? Sorry if I messed it up” he said with a smirk and you shook your head, not reading into it much.

You met Seungkwan on your way out “Is that a new jacket?” he asked. “No it’s Chan’s” you cleared.

“Chan’s?” Seungkwan said and looked at Dino with a quizzical look, who was standing at a distance. “No not this, I mean Bangchan” you said.

“Oh, Ohh” Seungkwan said, “It went well then” he said. You shrugged "Well, kinda b-” you were interrupted. “Oh, we've gotta get back to practice, see you later at Mingyu's party, later” He had hardly gotten the words out of his mouth when he turned and left. So you didn't see the light that his eyes had lost. The way his eyebrows knitted as he lost whatever hope he had.

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You were sitting at home infront of the mirror, thinking back to the times you thought of just telling Seungkwan how you felt. It was different back when he was a student or trainee, he's an Idol now, (world high top class idol) it's more difficult now. You sighed, like he'd like you anyway.

“Hey!” Mingyu greeted you and placed a cup in your hand. “Hoshi made that” he said with a side hug and walked away almost as soon as you entered the party. Now you've had enough experience to know that when Soonyoung dabbles with alcohol, drinking it is a bad idea and you confirm it by taking a sip and walking towards the kitchen to replace it with something actually drinkable.

“Y/n!” You heard Joshua call you, who was sitting beside Seungkwan. “Ohho! Girl you look gorgeous” he said with a warm smile. You thanked him and said “Hey Kwana” you said, but no response except a nod of acknowledgement. You all chatted merrily, the whole circle being of people you knew. Seungkwan barely contributed. At some point you heard cheers, only to find Mingyu holding a bouquet of-

“Why is Mingyu holding flowers over Yohan and his girlfriend’s heads as they kiss?” Someone asked. “Those are mistletoes,” you said and they shook their heads in realization.

Everyone cheered as Mingyu now held the bouquet over a very drunk Hoshi and Dokyeom. Well, Hoshi is trying to kiss Dokyeom at this point anyway, and everybody laughed.

You felt anticipated as Mingyu looked around the room for his next target. Your heart slowed down when his eyes locked on you, it skipped a beat when he started walking towards you and pouty Seungkwan.

“Yes! Finally!” Joshua cheered from across the room.

“We can't” Seungkwan said, and your heart dropped, so he really doesn't like you like that. So you were right. “We can't put Y/n through this” he added. “Excuse me?” You said immediately. “You wouldn't wanna kiss me right? Besides, aren't you seeing, you even had his jacket” you interrupted him. “Can you stop assuming for me instead of asking” you said standing up and walking away.

“Y/n! Y/n, wait” you heard Seungkwan's voice in the hallway behind you, his steps seem a bit disoriented.

“What did you mean?” He asked when he reached you. “What?” You said.

“What did you mean back then?” He asked cluelessly.

“I'm not seeing anyone! Who does that just after one date anyway? I don't see Bangchan like that, or anyone like that in fact. Because I'm hopelessly in love with YOU!” you blurted out.

“What? It's not hopeless” he said and before you could react, Seungkwan held your face in his hands and slammed his lips onto yours.

“It's not hopeless” Seungkwan said again when he pulled away, with a dumb smile on his face.

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