#i'm sad i couldn't rest on my 2nd day off and had to go to the dentist instead 😣

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[bakugou-katsukis-wife]

Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader (female)

Genre: angst to fluff, slice of life, slow burn, domestic.

Summary: Your jobs took up most of your time, hence not bring able to spend it on each other. This led to a series of blaming things on one another, only to end up in the arms of the other. Reader also likes Indian food, Reader is very short compared to katsuki.

Warnings: Suggestive, swearing, mentions of not doing things properly, angst, blaming, closer to reality.

Arguments

It's already 7:30 pm.

You were supposed to leave the house at 6:45. He hadn't shown up yet, he was running late. Again. For the 5th time this month.

This had been happening since 3 months now, you and katsuki could barely make time for eachother anymore due to your jobs. Whenever you managed to get off of work early, a new villain would choose to shine to the crowd. Mostly it was just pesky burglars, or just Some adult minor going off with a weak quirk to cause trouble. But since your lovely beloved was in the top 3, being the 2nd, he was required to be present at most of the crimes.

His job demanded him and his time immensely and you respected that. But you having to de-prioritise yours everytime to make time for the both of you, for it to not even be used, made it worthless to even try to.

Here you were staring at the clock, waiting for katsuki to get home.

The agency held him back to fill out the paper work for all the crimes he handled this past month. The crimes because of which he could never make it to the planned dates.

As you waited, the clock didn't stop, time flowing like a bottle of wine, it was about to be 8pm in about another 16-15 minutes. 8pm was the time of the reservation you guys booked for the evening. It was to the new restraunt which opened last to last week, it was an Indian one, and you loved it. You wanted to go since the day it opened but like always, you both didn't have the time.

3 minutes later you heard keys jangle into your door, katsukis here.

You got up from the couch and tried your best to scurry in your wine coloured bodycon dress while wearing 4 inch heels to reach katsukis shoulders atleast.

Katsuki entered to see you there, looking so pretty in the dim light. He assumed you turned the rest off, thinking he'd reach sooner and you guys will leave the house

"Fuck, baby, I'm sorry"

"Work is just busting my ass right now. All these idiots are good for nothing. I don't even know why I pay them.They do fucking nothing, it's as if they give me all their fucking Work to complete."

He said as he speed walked towards your shared bedroom to change out of his hero suit to wear a white button up with jeans instead.

That's when you spoke up and said,

"It's fine."

"Not like I had to forget my work and come home early." You mumbled the last line to yourself. Were you pissed? No.

Disappointed? Yes.

You kept quiet and didn't say anything till you guys made it in the car.

"Could we go a bit faster?" You said, "I mean like maybe speed up a bit?"

Katsuki squinted his eyes at you,"I can't just run over the red light Y/N" "plus I'm a hero, I'm bound to follow the law."

The silence between you two was heavy, just the radio in the background and the slightest noise of the air conditioner spewing cold air into your faces.

Soon enough, which was an hour and a half, you guys reached the restraunt. It was 9:30 now, and to your surprise the retraunt closes at 10.

So to make your mood even worse. They couldn't allow you guys to dine. Even though katsuki fought a bit, in a little less civilized manner, they unfortunately could not serve costumers some time before closing.

Defeated and sad you walked back to the car with a fuming and tired katsuki.

Katsuki was tired and hungry from working all day and driving for so long, only to drive back with nothing.

On the way back he sped up a little on the road since it was empty,

That's when you said something "Oh so now you decide to go faster?."

See, now, you were pissed. Not having food made you cranky. Like all the time. And with all the pressure of trying to keep a work-life balance, being hungry was the cherry on top for you.

He turned to look at you on the passenger seat,

He had a look of anger and a little hurt, just a tiny bit. Mostly anger.

"The fuck Y/N?"

"Look I'm sorry about All this delay cause of Me but these comments are unnecessary".

You scoffed and looked ahead instead.

"You should be sorry."

He was still looking at you in utter astonishment and not the road,

That's when you saw a person crossing the road, you screamed " KATSUKI! WATCH THE ROAD!"

Thanks to Katsuki's good reflex he saw and hit the breaks in time.

" I swear to fucking god katsuki! Drive properly!"

" I do drive properly.., it's because of your cribbing this happened." He grumbled under his breath

You heard him, but kept quiet to soothe your own ego.

Katsuki sucked in air through his gritted teeth in annoyance and continued driving in egotistical silence from the both of you.

When you guys reached home, you opened your heels at the door and strutted towards the bedroom to change into your night wear (which consisted of one of katsukis old t-shirts and your little high waisted shorts)

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Katsuki grunted as he saw you walking away from him giving him the cold shoulder.

He took off his shoes and went straight to the kitchen rather then changing his clothes. He groaned as he saw the clock while opening the fridge to take out ingredients to make a simple ramen bowl for the two of you.

He was done making the Ramen before you came back. He took two bowls out and served the Ramen in them, garnished it with coriander leaves and sesame seeds with cut up boiled eggs on top.

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Soon you walked out of the bedroom towards the living room, you sat on the couch. You could smell delicious food in the kitchen.

But of course you didn't dare get up and have food, that would mean that your submitting to katsuki and that you were wrong.

And obviously you weren't wrong at all! You can never be wrong!.

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Katsuki knew you were in the living room,

He heard those changing audios on your phone probably from tiktoks.

He picked up his bowl, leaving yours in the microwave so that it doesn't get cold.

He walked into the living room and sat on the other couch seat parallel to the couch itself, propped his feet up on the center table, turned the T.V on for some national documentary, and slurped on his Ramen. Trying his best to tease you by showing how much he enjoyed his food.

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You saw katsuki eating his dinner as If you weren't even there. Where the fuck is my Ramen!?!?! You thought.

You saw him watching the TV, so you increased the volume of your phone so that it would overlap his hearing of the TV.

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Katsuki realised what you were doing and increased the volume of the TV,

Now he knew you couldn't beat that with your silly phone in the background. He was in anger from your previous behaviour and actions.

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Oh now you were really really pissed

But you knew you couldn't do anything, so you kept quiet.

Glancing at katsuki eating from now and then.

That's when your tummy grumbled, indicating your hungry. And will die of starvation at one point.

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See, now katsuki was mad and stubborn as fuck, but not Heartless, especially not to you.

He heard your stomach begging for food,

So he got up, put his bowl in the sink and got yours to the living room for you to eat.

He kept the bowl on the table without a word and just grunted before going back to his seat to watch whatever it was he was watching.

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"I'm not hungry" You said, not looking up from your phone

"Hah?" "Eat." Katsuki replied turning around to look at you

"I'm. not. hungry." You repreated

"The fuck Y/N, your just cranky from not having any food, clearly you need to eat." Katsuki replied trying to keep his cool

"I don't want your food." You said,

"Oh so it's on me now? That it's food i made so you won't eat?"...." yknow what leave it." Katsuki replied.

You scoffed "what a joke." You mumbled to yourself, still enough for him to hear though.

"Alright. Enough of this shit, what's the fucking issue Y/N?." katsuki spoke

"The issue? The issue Is that no one cares about my occupation here!"

"I always make time for you but you can never seem to do the same for me!" You replied.

"Well I'm sorry my job requires me to give it my time, It's not like I'm out there SAVING LIVES!"

katsuki exclaimed. Now katsuki valued your work alot, it meant the whole world for you and he appreciated every bit of it. Just that today, both of you were on your toes. Up for fighting, there was rage surging through him and he doesn't know why, just that he needs to steam it off. And without a thought, that's what he's doing.

"SO MY JOB MEANS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!?" "IS THAT WHAT YOUR TRYING TO SAY!?"

you got up from your position on the couch and bit back at katsuki, raising your voice higher by each line.

"MAYBE I AM! WHO KNOWS!? I PAY THE BILLS HERE, I MAKE YOU FOOD, I DRIVE YOU AROUND! AND THIS IS WHAT I GET IN RETURN!? NOT A THANKS, BUT A BRATTY FUCKING GIRLFRIEND WHOS GOOD FOR NOTHING BUT MAKING THINGS COMPLICATED! "

Katsuki screamed back.

"RIGHT! WELL IM SO FUCKING SORRY TO HAVE EVER RELIED ON YOU KATSUKI, AND IM ALSO SORRY TO HAVE MADE YOUR LIFE SO FUCKING COMPLICATED. I CAN FEED MYSELF, OKAY?! YOU DONT NEED TO STRESS ABOUT WHATEVER THE FUCK I DO!"

you spoke, well screamed while turning around in anger and stomping to the kitchen to make instant noodles and grabbed a pack of chips with a soda can. You were banging the cabinets whenever you opened or closed them to take food. "YEAH GO HAVE THAT FUCKING TOXIC FOOD, YOU CANT EVEN FUCKING COOK FOR THE LIFE OF YOU Y/N. AND YOU HAVE BEEN PRANCING AROUND BLAMING ME?! YOU ARE SO FUCKING UNGRATEFUL! CAN YOU EVER DO ANYTHING PROPERLY!?"

Katsuki Came over to you and snatched the bag of chips and soda can from your hands.

You scoffed in offense and looked at katsuki in amusement, "Y'know what katsuki? You're sleeping on the fucking couch tonight. And don't you dare think about bothering me." You said in a cold tone as you threatened him and got close to him while pointing a finger at his chest.

you spinned on your heel and bee lined for the bedroom, you threw a pillow and a blanket from the bedroom door onto the couch and banged the door close.

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Katsuki just stared at the closed door of the bedroom, he sighed in defeat as he began to clean the house a bit. He put away the junk you took out and washed his dirty bowl in the sink.

When he returned to the living room, He saw that the bowl of Ramen was gone, a small smile displayed on his features as he figured you took the bowl with you. He turned off the TV and the kitchen lights, he took the blanket and pillow and layed on the couch trying to sleep.

He was still bummed about the fight. He replayed every single thing he said and realised he didn't even mean more than half of the shit he did say to you... The guilt was eating him alive... for all he knows you might be in a worse situation with yourself right now. He knew your deal with overthinking, you've always had it. The knack to always make things seem for the worse... but it also prepared you for it. Ugh this overthinking was actually killing him. He isn't used to feeling nervous. But then you make him feel everything he never thought he would. He covered his face with his pillow and groaned in agony, full of annoyance and anger on himself.

A few minutes passed and he got impatient, he took his blanket and pillow and sat infront the bedroom door. Waiting for morning to come early so that he could see you and apologise to you.

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You sat in the dark room, the only light helping you to see was the moon shining from in between the blinds. You opened the blinds. You sat on the floor, your back resting on the side of the bed as you faced the wall which was a window itself and ate your Ramen in silence. You were thinking of how you could sleep without katsuki by your side.. no matter how mad you are at him, you will always love him twice as much. As you finished your food You looked out the window, it was a crescent moon in the midnight sky it made you remember all those nights you and katsuki used to sneak out of your school's dormitories and meet at the roof of the building in front the local central park. A tear slid down your right cheek... you didn't mean to end the night on bad terms with katsuki... it made you feel so fucking awful.. you sat there as more tears started pouring out of your eyes and soon you were full on crying... trying to keep your sobs in. You figured you weren't gonna get any sleep without katsuki so you wrapped yourself in a blanket, got up while crying, went out of your bedroom just to see katsuki in the doorway with his eyes drooping. He was going in and out of consciousness. You saw him and slowly whispered trying not to cry while you spoke " katsuki? Are you asleep?.. I'm sorry.." your voice cracked " I can't sleep without you... sorry, " You said as more tears flowed from your now swollen eyes.

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Katsuki heard you, he wasn't asleep, he couldn't sleep, not without you he can't. He grunted, and opened his arms for you to come to him, you immediately jumped into his arms and cuddled into his chest as you sobbed apologies into his now wet t-shirt. Katsuki palmed your head and rubbed your back to help you let it all out as he too whispered sweet nothings and Apologies into your hair. " I know sweets, I know you didn't meant it. And I'm sorry too I didn't mean any of that fucking shit I just said. I love you so fucking much princess you could never be a bother to me.." katsuki whispered into your ear and kissed you forehead tenderly. As he soothed you, you had fallen asleep in his arms, still sobbing a bit in your sleep. He carried you in his arms as he wrapped you in your blanket like a baby and took you to the bedroom. He layed you down on your side of the bed and went to his. He saw the empty bowl of Ramen which made him sigh in relief, now he knows you ate and didn't starve yourself. He got into the bed beside you as he got covers over the two of you. He cuddled you the rest of the night, giving you small kisses now and then whenever he woke up for a bit. You both finally slept peacefully, in each other's loving embrace.

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[sungbeam]

behold! the 2nd gen, the first offsprings of mano (don't mind the clutter they're living in- they made it their home so they could hide and stay safe from the enemies lmao)

there were five of them- the ones mano hid in our veranda lol. sadly, two of them died when they were a few days old and these 3 lived and made home here :')

our next door neighbours had one daughter but she had severe asthma so she couldn't really go out. they had a big garden and we made a little house for these cats there and they always made sure the cats had food and shelter. so the cats would switch homes sometimes they'd hang out at mine, get bored and then jump over the wall to the neighbour and it was always fun bc atp, both of us had parrots too so we were training the cats not to mess with the parrots (mine was a feisty african grey, hers was those little birdies lol)

oreo (the one who's winking) and whiskers (the cat at the back) stuck around. the third (traitor) left lmao. whiskers was a girlie and would have kids later on which i'll introduce later, but she'll also have more siblings hehe

by the time both mano and whiskers had kids, there were at least 10 cats total that hung around in our area. the backyard was my true home now lol and whenever i came back from school, i would go chill there and let the cats play with me (they would jump on me, scratch me affectionately, rest on my lap or shoulder, or just judge me from a corner lmao).

sometimes at night i would hear them fighting and yowling and since i'm a very light sleeper i would rush outside to shoo away the enemy cat that never warmed up to us lol it was an ugly cat ngl i never took photos of him but his face is fresh in my memory💀 street cats got issues man idk why the fighting every other night lmao

i'm logging off for two weeks from tmrw so i'll come with more tales when i return! i'll tell you about my cat allergy lore and hopefully find better pics hehe. hope you're having fun at home and are well!

love, yumi <3

HI YUMI IK U'VE PROB ALREADY LOGGED OFF BUT HOPE U HAVE A LOVELY TWO WEEKS !!! thank u for the 2nd gen of cats 😭😭

the three of them are sooo so cute in that photo 😭😭 like their coloring is everything to me and OREO THE WINK A CHARMER, TRULY jefnkenfj and whiskers looks so silly (affectionate) in the back there, like so adorable 🤧😭

awh im so glad that they all felt so safe between u and ur neighbor's homes :'))) im sad that they lost two siblings (plus the third traitor 😔) but it seemed they had a great home w u !!! RAAAAH to have kittens be so affectionate and loving w me <//3 OMG 10 CATS IN THE AREA IS KINDA CRAZY ??? all of this sounds like such an adventure tho like wah what a lovely time 😭 except for maybe the ugly street cat 💀 PLS DOES HE HAUNT UR DREAMS SKFNKDNFJR truly they do have issues (i say as if i have ever encountered a street cat LMAO)

also im glad u were training them to not mess w ur bird like cat-birb homies kinda sound rad

CANT WAIT FOR UR RETURN !!! thank u again for this hehe 😚

love, beam!! 💖

[earlyyearsjournal]

2nd May, 2024

Today was...chaotic. Day started with us being very over ratio. The ratio, instead of being 1:4, was 2:17. That's the staff:children ratio, by the way. Then it was 2:19 until finally another member of staff came in. During this time, it was chaotic and stressful! In the middle of serving breakfast, a kid stuck his hand in his nappy and wiped poo all over the table. I didn't realise until I was about to serve him his breakfast and could smell it, then I saw the streaks on the table. Because of the wood the table was made out of it wasn't as obvious as you'd expect, really.

So then it was just me with 18 kids...yay....because the other staff member had to go change that kid out of the clothes and nappy (he'd also wiped it on his clothes). I had to stop serving breakfast to get the kids on that table to move, squeezing them onto a smaller table that didn't have space, and then clean the poo off the table. As I was trying to finish that, the bell rang with a kid who was quite upset as it was his first day in this room. His mum was trying to comfort him and I was trying to comfort him and it was just me with all those kids and trying to make sure there was no poo anywhere. Then when the other staff member came back, she thought I'd finished breakfast and tried to start group time. I hadn't given any of them their milk and hadn't finished serving some. There just hadn't been time, not with everything. I'm one person!

At 9am we got another staff member finally. Took the kids out to the garden - the upset kid, D, cheered up running after his friend in the garden, thank goodness. Though he then had moments of being sad, so I had to hold his hand and run around the garden with him. Tiring.

Came in from the garden late, and then I was told I was on morning nappies. The room manager (other staff member from the morning) hadn't done the chore chart so I hadn't known. This unfortunately gave me only half an hour to get that all done before I was meant to go on my lunch. And of course, there aren't the right nappies in the nappy room, so I have to spend some of that going up to the stock room and getting nappies/gloves/wipes because we're running low on those too so might as well make sure it's all there! I was doing it as quickly as I could, but ten minutes before I was due to go on my lunch (I was on early shift today, early shift always goes quite early) the room manager stopped me and was like 'I'll take over because I don't want to be out of ratio when you're on your lunch' and I was like '...okay but you aren't any faster than me?' I didn't say that, obviously, but like. That would still have her be out of the room changing nappies? So I started getting the kids to tidy up a bit, cleaned the tables etc then went on lunch where I ate more than I planned because STRESS. It had just felt very chaotic all morning from lack of staff and I just. Urgh. Had a cup of tea too, that always helps. Went back, helped in another room briefly and then -chaos. Because our kids have to sleep in an different room where there is space. They used to sleep in their own room, but now there are too many sleepers. Usually the kids in that room go in the garden, so the room is free. We've only needed that room for a couple of days, it's been chaos every time, but today- worse. Because today it was raining, quite a lot, so they couldn't go in the garden. That rooms kids had to come to our room, and play in our room for two hours with the rest of our kids who didn't sleep. So many kids, and again - not enough staff. I swear, we're never in ratio. The room was just chaos for two hours really. The kids that woke up were sent back into our room, so then even more kids with not enough staff. And they were waking up from sleep and going into a room filled with kids and staff they didn't know, because we had several agency staff who were doing their best but obviously don't know the routine, don't know the kids and so on.

You'd think with the chaos, the time would go quickly - no, it dragged.

Eventually the kids went back to their own rooms, and we did snack, except none of them would sit down and several were worked up, so it was still difficult to manage. And of course, we didn't have a 1:4 ratio. Actually having enough staff is not something that happens where I work, unfortunately.

Then tea time. I was at the table for the kids with allergies, to make sure they didn't eat anything they couldnt. I don't mind that. Unfortunately other kids still running, refusing to sit. One on my lap, very tired. He missed his nap and had been very unsettled all day, not understanding the room change. He kept trying to go back to his old room and getting upset when we didn't take him there. He had a one to one support worker come in for part of the day which helped a bit, but he was very frustrated and upset for a lot of the day. The toys he used to comfort himself were gone, thrown out in the room changes because several rooms in the nursery had changed around which age group was in which room. He was the only kid who used those toys, so I get why they thought it was best to throw them out, but I'd asked a few weeks previously when someone tried if we could keep them because of this kid being so attached, and they'd agreed. Eventually we managed to get some similar toys for him which helped. But by tea time he was exhausted. Didn't want to nap, but didn't have the energy for much else - just crying in my arms.

I was on the early shift, as I said - so left about an hour and a bit after tea. Chaos in that time too, because that was the whole day. Kids gettig upset, crying, fighting over toys. Not looking forward to tomorrow, but I think we've got fewer kids in at least. Hopefully lunch/sleep times will go differently. I also had to leave the room in worse ratio at one point because I needed the loo and we couldn't find anyone to cover. Eventually the room manager was like, 'just go'. Thank goodness. I didn't want to leave them in a worse situation but unfortunately sometimes you have to. Usually we aren't quite in that bad a situation, but. Urgh, anyway, today was stress, and I started dissociating part of the way home and went non-verbal so that's not great. (I have ADHD and possibly autism? Not diagnosed becaue it's hard to get that as an adult and my parents always refused the possibility when I was a kid). I felt like every time i left the room during the day I was stimming a lot. When no one could see me. I have more subtle stims I do in the room, but, you know, people are judgy.

Anyway, here's hoping tomorrow will be better. At least I'm home now and able to chill.

[0pticblast]

Day 9

Woke up hungover, and could not find my phone. I felt like shit majority of the day, it didn't help when my parents were talking to me. Every step and noise felt like I was going to pass out. I couldn't find it in my car and had to clean my room and walk around the street to see if I dropped it. I prayed to St. Anthony and went to sleep. I kept walking up every hour and my headache would slowly go down. I was thinking about all the stuff on my phone that wasn't saved and how I can't really afford to get a new phone. I double checked if it somehow fell the headboard under my bed. Lo and behold it was there. I didn't want to question how my phone got down there and was just happy I have it.

I rested more and ate a small lunch before I went to Unrated for One Piece. I lost in the 2nd round, but was happy to just see my friends and people bought cards from me. I went back home to get my stuff and bought food from Kyotori. Miyako, the 1st restaurant that I ate at when I moved to Garden Grove closed down for good. I was so sad, the end of an era. I went to Ashley's and we worked on our cards and watched the Lakers win. My mind still felt hazy from last night that I was just super chill. I listened to everything Ashley said and just did my best to smile. Even during the times we were working testing the equipment and moving stuff together our hands would hold here and there but I just shrugged it all off. At one point when we were drinking beers she asked:

"Are you good?"

PTSD triggered in me because that's the phrase that Nina would ask me whenever we got into an argument. I think what made it so bad is like why would you ask me that question when it's obvious that I'm not okay? It was different though when Ashley asked. I just told her how I've been feeling as of lately and it's just one of those things that I have to "keep on keepin' on".

[tojikai]

I am so sorry for all this rambling. I'm genuinely just so pissed off. Like I'm scrolling thinking oh yes I'm almost at the end it couldn't possibly get any worse. Boy was I wrong. Make sure you're drinking enough water and getting enough rest. You deserve it after all this hard work you've been putting into this story. I think those sentences are the only positive things I've typed in this whole thing lol.

What does she want? I know that there's something that she wants out of this. "Not even your girlfriend." Lemme at her. Just one hit. Can I hit her just once? She's been fake from the very beginning. How'd Gojo fall for this girl? She seems like such a white lotus to me. Like, this girl seems so manipulative. Ain't no way she's no after anything. That seatbelt wasn't stuck and we all know it.

5 YEARS. I don't remember if it was mentioned before or not because my memory is garbage but 5 YEARS Gojo really? You're telling me that a crush from high school was stronger than a fully developed adult relationship that had been on for 5 YEARS? If that's what you're saying doesn't that mean that Rie was always at the back of his mind throughout his relationship with y/n? Did he ever give his while heart to y/n? I'm done with him. IDEC what happens to him anymore. I'm so sorry but where is Nanami? Y/N I beg please don't go back to him. It's not worth it. Also you're solution to not breaking y/n's heart was literally lying and hiding the fact that you cheated. Okie dokie. You deserve everything that's coming for you.

To make matters worse it wasn't even just the one kiss. They were like really going at it with each other they couldn't even breathe when they were done. I really thought it would've been just the one kiss but NOPE. Once again i hold no expectations for these hoes and yet I'm still disappointed. Their brains sure aren't working but we all know what is. I'm having an even harder time seeing them as in love with each other especially with how they got together. Rie honey you were horny. You literally said you hadn't had a man in years. Gojo was still feeling that flame from his youth when he had a crush on her.

I have to keep reminding myself that they're grown adults because everything they do is just so ridiculous. I'm about to give myself a neck injury from the number of times I've shaken my head. You "forgot" that you were in a hospital? Uh huh sure. You were so overcome by your emotions as usual. Just like you were on that night when you kissed a taken man.

Leave. Why do both of you insist on inserting yourselves in this? It's none of your business at this point. Rie you definitely have no connection to y/n when you literally went and stole her man. I've never seen a girl so shameless in all of my life. Gojo if you really want to help then go. That'll fix everything. Leave and never come back. No one will be mad. Why are you borderline stalking her. Let them be. (Is that a potential spark of love I'm seeing from Suguru 👀)

"Her surprise appearance was a reminder that no matter how much Satoru cares for you, she would still be the one inside his heart." Ma'am it's illegal to make my heart hurt this much with one line. Once again y/n baby please move on from this man. You deserve everything good thing in this world and Gojo just isn't one of them.

Whew. That was my rant....for now. Eagerly sitting here waiting for someone to physically hurt Gojo. Also Nanami sir are you available? And most importantly are you single looking to mingle? (We can't be having a 2nd Rie now)

it's really sad when you think about it...5 years. yn must've been planning her whole life and future with satoru already and then one day he comes home and decides that she's not the one for him anymore :(((

[nalledimessi]

Chapter one: Back Home.

Hello there friends! Sorry for not been here so often now but i have somethings to deal with, but I'm glad to be back and with a serie of my own. I hope you like it, love it, share it and comment. Feedback, reblogs and you keep me going and is love for me!

Before we start I want to leave special regards to my friend @imgoingtofreakoutnow because without her this serie couldn't be possible. Annie, friend, I love you and I'm still can't thank you enough for help me with this. Also thanks to @elijahs-wife hope to see you soon and I hope you're taking care of yourself.

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Tag's @valsworldofcreativity @avala-moon

You stop the engine once you are in the driveway of your home, the same house you shared with him not long ago. You hesitate for a few minutes, playing with the keys in your hand. If only he was here, you think for yourself before taking a deep breath and opening the door. The dark surrounds you while you close the door behind you, leaving your keys and purse on the side table to then walk towards the counter leaving the take-out food on it.

“[Y/N]” his voice coming out of the shadows.

It would never stop to amazed you how he pronounces your name, so soft and so intimate. You sigh resting your hands on the counter, closing your eyes trying to stop the tears that want to get out desperately. “What are you doing here, Elijah? You made it clear you wouldn’t return” you question him before turning to see him.

“The truth of the matter is…” he says, taking his hands to his trousers’ pockets and standing straight, “I still have feelings for you and no matter how hard I try,” —he drops his gaze momentarily to then fix it in yours— “a part of me just doesn’t want to let go” he declares. “[Y/N] I give you…”

“Don’t you dare to finish that” you interrupt him with crystal gaze and anger in your voice, “we both know that as soon Klaus needs you, you won’t hesitate to leave everything behind” —you sigh— “including me, to run to him.” You closed your eyes trying to stop the tears at their edges. “I can’t do this anymore, Elijah” you sob, opening them again. “Please leave” you beg him.

He walks towards you and stops a few inches away, enough for you to inhale his scent. He leans over and deposits a kiss on your head. “I will leave for now.” He lingers close to you a few more seconds to then announce you: “I love you [Y/N] and that is why I have to leave” he confesses before walking out of the door and disappearing in the night.

You know you should’ve told him before, but you know him better than himself; if you had mention it, he would have been torn between choosing his brother and his unborn child.

“We’ll be fine” you say, moving your hand to your abdomen. You take your phone out of your pocket and call the only one you could count on now.

“Are you alright? Where are you?” he picks up alarmed.

“I’m fine, New Orleans” you rush to answer his questions. “I need a place to stay for a few months” you continue.

“Say no more, your room is still the same way you left it” he expresses.

“Thank you, Dean” you say relieved.

“That is what family’s for, we will be waiting for you” you hear him say before ending the call and walking upstairs to pack and go back to Lebanon, Kansas.

You rush to pack up the most essential and everything that could be used to track you down.

You look back through the rear mirror, glancing one last time at what you have called your home with Elijah these last months. -It’s better this way- you say, before starting your way back to your brothers, the Winchesters.

You reach Alexandria, wishing you could keep driving and be far away from New Orleans, Elijah and the chaos that came with being a Mikaelson, but you need to think of the safety and wellness of your child. You decide to spend only the night in Alexandria, stopping at the first motel you saw, and to continue driving at the first light of the day, obviously after breakfast.

“A room for the night” you say as soon you get to the manager office, cap over your head and a big hoodie covering you, making sure to avoid the surveillance camera that was pointing to the door.

“Card or cash?” the old man behind the counter asks while removing the room key off the board keychain.

“Cash” you respond. No way to track you that way, for anyone.

“60 dollars and I need an ID, sweetheart” he grins at you. You place your ID and money on the counter “Room 10 for [Y/N] Winchester, 2nd floor to the right”

“Thanks” you utter, taking the keys and ID from him and following his directions to your room.

Once you settle on bed, your phone starts ringing. You look at the name on the screen and pick it up.

“Hey Sammy” you greet him.

“Dean mentioned you’re coming back, is it true or he’s just playing with me?” The hope in his voice makes you smile.

“It’s true Sammy, I’m on my way. I’m spending the night in Alexandria but will hit the road first thing in the morning after breakfast” you assure him.

“It’s everything alright?” he asks concerned. He knows you after all and even if he was the youngest, he had always been the smart one.

“It’s complicated” you confess.

He chuckles. “I’m starting to think that word means Winchester”

You chuckle back. “Yeah, I think you’re right” you mention playing with the sheet of your bed.

“Alright, be safe. See you when you arrive. Love you [Y/N]”

“Love you too Sammy” you add before hanging up and plugging in your phone next to the Colt M1911A1 that Dean gave you before departing.

Standing in front of the house, Elijah notices that your car isn’t in sight and that the curtains you always keep open are closed. He walks to the entry, using his key to access the house. Looking around the first floor everything was as usual but there was no sight of you.

“[Y/N]?” he calls you from the stairs but no respond. He vamp-speeds to your room to find it completely empty; the closet without a single piece of clothing just like your drawers. The only clothes left are his, with the only exception of his dark blue dress shirt, your favorite. He takes a seat on the bed, taking his head in his palms. If only I had fought for you, he thinks for himself.

He raises his gaze at the sound of the entry door and vamp-speeds downstairs, only to appear in front of his sister. “What are you doing here Rebekah?” he questions, confused and disappointed.

“I came to see [Y/N].” She looks around. “Where she is?” she asks, setting once again his sight on her brother.

“She is gone” he announces, sad and avoiding eye contact with her, “and it seems to be my fault” he adds, taking his hand to his trousers’ pocket. “I apologize Rebekah”

“What happened?” she questions him, crossing her arms. “Don’t tell me you let her go”

He looks at her. “If I admit to you that it’s complicated, would that suffice? Or, are you determined to torment me throughout this endeavor?”

She shakes her head. “Did you push her away?”

“I came last night to arrange things between us, but she asked me to leave and so I left” he vaguely explains.

“And she was gone when you returned.” He nods.

“We should go,” he told her walking to the entrance. “There’s nothing for us here anymore” he concludes, looking around one last time before leaving the house.

It takes you more than you wanted to arrive to the bunker, but finally you are back.

“I’m home” you shout as soon you are inside, your voice followed by the sound of footsteps.

“[Y/N]! Glad you made it kiddo” you roll your eyes at Dean.

“I’m not a kiddo anymore” you say while walking down the stairs.

“You’ll always be to me.” Taking the suit case from you, he pulls you into a hug “I missed you [Y/N]” he whispers in your ear.

“I missed you too” you whisper back, hugging him.

Sam takes your bag from your shoulder and pulls you apart from Dean to crush you to his side “Glad you’re back.” He releases you a little to look at you. “You’re staying longer this time, right?” he inquires.

“Definitely” you smile, pulling back from him. “Where is Cas?” you ask after looking around the room and not seeing the angel with the trench coat.

“I’m here” he appears in front of you, looking directly at yourself. “There’s something different about you [Y/N]” he notices, squinting his eyes while scanning you.

You smile nervously. “I can assure you Cas, the same old me I was when I left. I did cut my hair though, must be it!” you rush to say.

He shakes his head “Perhaps it is.” He gives you one more look then adds “Welcome home”

“Come on,” Dean says, passing his arm over your shoulders, “unpack and refresh yourself and we will be waiting for you in the kitchen.” Dean walks you till your bedroom door.

“See you in a few” you say, taking your suit case from him and dragging it inside.

Chapter Two: Confrontations >

[trueshellz]

@regs09

I hope this is okay! I tried to show her as helpful as possible but a little sparky too. They're not all the same length but I tried to use different scenarios too.

Kuroo

The first time he saw you, you were surrounded by 2nd years pestering you for your phone number and he truly felt sorry for those guys. You couldn’t have had a bigger ‘fuck off’ face even if you tried. As he walked over, he was getting ready to set them straight when he overheard you.

“If you don’t get away from me in the next 10 seconds, I will rearrange your face.”

He’d never seen boys run away apologising so fast in his life, his signature laugh being heard by everyone, even Kenma gave him a WTF look as they walked together down the corridor.

“Oya? You seemed to have put them right in their place.”

Still annoyed at the situation, you whirled around and glared at him, hands placed on your hips. You knew Kuroo Tetsuro, everyone knew Kuroo Tetsuro. Third year, Nekoma volleyball captain, signature smile and absolute flirt.

“You wanna go as well, pretty boy?” You huffed as he held his hands up in mock surrender, grin wide across his face.

“Woah there, sparky. I was coming over to help you.”

Hiking your bag up your shoulder, you purposely walked between him and Kenma. “I didn’t need your help.”

The second time he saw you, he was grabbing a book from the library and he saw you sat with one of the 1st year girls. Exam week was around the corner so the library was busier than usual, he could see some of his teammates in the back too, knowing full well if they failed exams they could be pulled from the upcoming games.

He could see the girl was stressed out from the way she was flailing her arms, her face red as she pointed at her books. He saw you smile as you leaned over, pointing to something before taking out a mini whiteboard and pen from you bag. You giggled as she held her arms up in the air, she must have got the answer right. He was momentarily stunned by your change in demeanor and he could feel himself smile as you clapped for your student.

When you were dating, Kuroo was more than aware of how people perceived you. He had the same issue to some extent, being perceived as a harsh captain with a scheming personality meant some students were often scared to approach him. But when you were alone, you would often curl up to him on the sofa and often acted cute in front of him especially when he came home after a game to help cheer him up. Packing bento boxes for his lunches with cute cut out fruit and animal shaped onigiri and leaving cute notes in his bags and books.

You would always come near the end of Nekoma practice matches with drinks or healthy snacks for his team, who loved you for this reason. Yamamoto more so than the rest, a huge flirt who tried to hug attack you every time only to get yelled at by your boyfriend and given clean up duties as punishment.

"Tetsu, he just wants a hug."

He mock pouted as he looked at you, his lip stuck out almost comically. "Those hugs are mine, he can't have any."

The manager and you got along well too, you would help them by sweeping up after the boys or tidying away the equipment. A few times you helped Lev out when he tore his uniform falling over or tripping on his long legs as he got used to playing volleyball. He would feel so bad too, looking at you like a lost puppy as you sewed up his hem or patched a hole he had in his shorts or t shirt. The one time he managed to rip the stitching of his t shirt up to his arm pit when he skidded across the floor trying to save the ball. Needless to say, it didn't end well and you were glad you had taken to carrying a sewing kit with you when you went to watch them practice.

"I'm so sorry!"

"It's fine, Lev. Don't worry about it."

Kuroo knew the saying: Don't judge a book by it's cover, but he didn't realise how true it was until he met you. He could have missed out on one of the best people in his life.

Bokuto

Bokuto was known for having a cheery outlook on life, yes he had his emo moments but it took a lot to get him down generally. But you always baffled him, whenever he saw you it seemed as though you were angry or annoyed. In class, no matter the task or who you worked with, you looked fed up. After school when you were walking home, you seemed frustrated. At lunchtime, you sat with friends but you seemed like you'd had enough. You were a conundrum to him.

After school one day, he was walking towards the local shop to grab some snacks and he saw you crouching on the ground, your face was a mixture of awe and sadness as you looked at a box on the ground. As he neared you, he could hear small whines and the scratching against the box and when he peered over your shoulder he could see some puppies in the box.

"Someone left them here alone?"

You jumped as you heard his voice, looking up to see him standing over you, he had his bag slung on his shoulder and was still dressed in his volleyball gear. You'd seen him around school, he sat on the opposite side of the classroom to you so you never worked together. You knew he was the captain of the school's volleyball team but didn't know much else about him.

"Yeah, it's so cruel. They're only babies too."

And that was how you two became started friends and eventually dating, bonding over your love for animals and disdain for the situation. He accompanied you to the local animal shelter where you dropped the puppies off, not being able to take them home. He was enthralled by your change in demeanor, you would always smile at him and act a lot more animated. You would help Akaashi get him out of his funk when he had a bad day or one of his moves didn't go to plan. He had taken to buying you the famous octopus plushie too and would use it to gauge your mood, you found it hilarious. If you were sad or angry, he would come bearing snacks or gifts and if you were happy, he knew he was able to hug attack you and smother you in kisses.

Attending every game, you would always dress in his team number and cheer the loudest for him. After school, you would help him unwind, either spending time giving him a massage or just cuddling on the sofa together. You would lay on him, arms and legs intertwined as you watched television or playing with hair as his head was in your lap. Even going as far to sometimes climb into the front of his hoodie so you would be skin to skin with him. You loved the feel of his heartbeat against your ears and his breathing would calm you. You spent more time in his lap, head buried in his neck than sat alone as you lived feeling his body heat against you. Thankfully, Koutaro didn't mind, he loved the attention and having you close to him.

Who knew such a angry little bean would become such a cute little sloth?

Osamu

Every weekend like clockwork at lunchtime, you would walk in and order 2 meals. One to eat at the time and one to pick up at the end of your meal and take away. You always sat in the corner by yourself, flicking through your phone. You weren't rude or anything, but you had an aura of 'leave me alone' or else which usually kept people away from you. As Osamu watched, he couldn't help but wonder about you and your background.

He tried talking to you first, but apart from polite conversation you didn't seem to want to talk to him. He tried broaching lots of subjects but you just gave minimal answers. He was quite frustrated to say the least, Atsumu didn't help with his idea either. They just seemed to be annoying or potentially harassing, neither a great choice.

It was the end of the day when he was packing away, you had just left the restaurant and Osamu was packing all the left over food in boxes to give to the homeless people around the restaurant. He didn't like wasting food, not being one to be ungrateful and decided early on to donate it to those who were less fortunate. Carrying the snack packs, he started his usual journey down the roads and handing his packages out to anyone who was in need.

As he rounded the corner, he saw you leaning down speaking to an elderly lady who had a small child. She looked tired, her cheeks red from exhaustion and cold, the child looking equally cold in this weather too. They had been selling fruit from what he could see and he stared in fascination as you not only bought their remaining stock but gave them the second meal you bought that day.

"No, no. You always do this. It's not fair, we'll exchange. You give me food for my fruit."

"Auntie, no. You know very well that I don't expect payment for this. Its a gift. Take the food, go home and eat. Use the money for your daughter."

Nearing to you, he bowed quickly before leaning down and handing the child some onigiri. She smiled up at him, all toothy and he felt his heart warm up seeing her munch away at the rice ball. Looking at you, he could see the broad smile on your face as you bantered with the woman, seeing you like this was such a contrast to your usual stoic attitude.

This routine continued for a few weeks, eventually you would help Osamu out with his packing. Carrying some of the lighter packages to hand out to everyone, your conversation becoming more and more in depth the more you spoke to one another. You had more in common than you thought, including your selflessness you both had similar taste in music and movies.

One thing led to another and soon you found yourself dating, Osamu didn't realise how cute you were in real life until you moved in together. He remembered how shocked he was when you bought matching Pikachu onesies to wear and would take lots of selfies with him. His phone was full of cute pictures that he got during the day with little messages and lovey dovey quotes. The apartment was full of couple things like matching slippers and the progression of your relationship through little mementos strewn across the wall.

You would spend any spare time you had at his shop helping him, or trying to as you seemed to get distracted by how pretty your boyfriend was. Or you would come behind him and attach yourself in a backhug, Osamu wouldn't be able to get much done with a limpet attached so you compromised on a only doing that when he had a break.

What started as a fascination ended up being one of the biggest surprises of his life and he couldn't imagine his life without you in it.

[jxyc-3]

Chongyun Angst

Disclaimer: I intended to write this in 2nd person but ended up using they/them pronouns for the reader! I'm sorry if they/them is not your pronouns! I also couldn't figure out a way to not use the name Y/N for the reader so I also apologize if you do not like going by that name! This was very rushed so there might be mistakes, or it could not be accurate. Sorry!

-jxyc-3

Ndkjsoqxiqpspso sorry I couldn't find a Chongyun gif/image that was sad so I just added a random image

 Walking into the haunted house he was to clear out all evil spirits, Chongyun plugged his nose in disgust, cringing at the horrid smell. It smelled as if someone had died there. And he wouldn't be surprised if he did find a dead body.

Walking more into the haunted house, he heard sobbing coming from one of the rooms. Readily, he walked into the room- only to find you sitting down with your knees pulled up, head folded over and arms surrounding your head, holding your knees. You didn't look like an evil spirit, in fact you didn't even have an aura of one. You looked like a normal human.

Sighing, and walking towards you, slowly, so he doesn't scare you more. You pick your head up to see who your visitor is, and what they could want.

"Hello. My name's Chongyun. An exorcist of Liyue. What happened here?" Chongyun introduced himself, getting comfortable so he could listen to your story.

"My name is Y/N, I came into this haunted house with my friends a couple days ago, because we were dared to by a group of older kids. But we heard a noise and a bunch of random things happened so we ran and ended up splitting up. I ran into this room, and I've been too scared to move since. And when I heard someone walking around in the house, I tried to get up to hide but was too weak from staying in this house for too long without any food so I just sat here and covered myself." You explained, whipping your tears in relief.

"Ah- well why don't we get you out of he-" "No! I don't want to leave yet! The spirit will get angry." You interrupted Chongyun.

"No need to worry, my excessive yang energy probably already scared them off." Chongyun said, in a comforting and relieving way, that you would've left your pride and gone with him if it weren't for a certain thing left undone.

"Still. I can't leave. I haven't even found my friends yet." You said, stubbornly. Chongyun didn't have any luck in looking for your friends or trying to get you out of the haunted house, so instead, he figured he'd get you some food and a blanket and visit you until you were comfortable enough to leave with him.

Coming back to the house, with food in his left hand, a blanket hanging over his shoulder, and a popsicle in his right hand, ready to hand them to you and visit you later. But to his surprise, you were not in the same room. He looked all over. But in the end, he found nothing. Defeated and a little tired, he decided to leave the goods in the spot he last saw you and come back the next day.

This happened every day, right after Chongyun would check on you and try to come back with some food so he could take you back to your family, you would just disappear. Until one day, he decided to stay and rest with the food he bought for you until the next day.

He woke up the next day to you waving your hands in front of him. "Oh, good morning." Chongyun greeted you, fully waking up.

"Good morning." You said, a little wary. Chongyun looked over. "I came back yesterday with some things you need to get your strength back... but it seems like some friends already got into it." Chongyun said with a disgusted look on his face, as you looked over and cringed as well.

"Would you like to come with me to get something else for you to eat? Do not worry, I believe your friends have already made it out of the haunted house and are probably waiting for you... somewhere." Chongyun said, trying to get you out of the house ASAP and get you back to your full strength.

"Okay..." You say, giving up on your friends and agreeing with Chongyun. They probably did go back.

You and Chongyun take a walk around Liyue, as he stops in front of Wanmin Restaurant. "You can order anything you want from their menu, and I'll pay for it." Chongyun said, putting his hands on his hips with a warm smile.

You order your favorite dish(es) and reluctantly dig in. Chongyun had ordered some noodles, and asked for them cold. After you had finished your dish you thanked Chongyun, with a very strong smile.

Chongyun smiled back, finished his cold noodles and got up. "Would you like to walk around Liyue and see if your friends are around?" Chongyun asked. "Sure, they should be somewhere." You agreed, and you got up and started walking around with Chongyun.

It wasn't that long, but you had walked around almost all of Liyue harbor, but didn't find them. "Heyy! You! Blue haired boy and (hair colored, gender)!" A little boy yelled towards you and Chongyun. "Will you play with us? It's just us today, and we normally play hide'n'seek. But... we can't play hide'n'seek with only two players. That wouldn't be fun."

Chongyun and you looked at each other. "It's been a while since I played hide'n'seek!" Your eyes lit up, eager for Chongyun to agree to play as well.

Chongyun smiled. "All right. We'll play." Chongyun agreed with a smile. "Okay! You guys count first, and we'll hide. Count to 60! And no skipping or speeding up your counting!" The little boy said, running in separate directions that his friend, (a little girl,) ran.

Chongyun turned towards a building and hid his eyes, as you mimicked his movements. "1...2...3..." Chongyun started counting. A full minute had passed, and you finished counting.

"Okay, I'll look for the little girl, you look for the little boy." You and Chongyun ran in different directions that you saw the kids run in. After walking past a building, you heard a giggle and ran towards it, earning a playful yelp from the little boy. "Aww you got me! Now let's go find Maye!" The boy jumped excitedly, then you both ran off in look of Maye, (the little girl.)

A couple more rounds pass, you and Chongyun are exhausted from running around and hiding, and a couple more little kids arrive to play with your little friends. At that moment you both decide to leave and go back to looking for your friends.

"I think I remember where one of my friends, Haiya, lives. It's not far from this spot right here. Should we go there?" You ask Chongyun. "Sure, do their parents have contact with yours?" Chongyun replied with a question.

"Yes, I believe so." You said, as you reached your friend's door. You knocked and waited a couple seconds before getting an answer.

"Hello?" a lady dressed like a casual Liyue citizen answered the door. "Hello- my name is Chongyun. Does Haiya live here?" Chongyun asked.

"Oh, yes. Are you a friend of hers?" The lady asked in response. "No, but I found my friend Y/N here in a haunted house, they said they knew Haiya." Chongyun said, his arm reaching out in front of you indicating that you were the friend he found.

The lady looked confused. "Honey, there's nobody there..." The lady pointed next to Chongyun. There seriously wasn't anyone there.

Suddenly, a young lady came down and scooted next to her mother. "Did you say you found Y/N somewhere?" The young lady's expression was shocked.

"Yes-" Chongyun was pulled in by the young lady. "Mom, don't worry about this guy, he's (nickname)'s friend." the young girl said, as she pulled Chongyun to her room.

"So, my name is Chongyun, a Liyue exorcist. Are you Haiy-" Chongyun was cut off. "Yes, I am Haiya. How did you find Y/N?"

"What do you mean?" Chongyun was beyond confused.

"Y/N died two years ago." Haiya said, an empty expression placed on her face.

Chongyun went quiet, trying to put the pieces together. It's like a very confusing puzzle. He couldn't figure it out. "Please explain, I am very confused." Chongyun finally said, breaking the silence.

"Our group of friends stupidly went into a haunted house 2 years ago, everything was fine until we encountered an actual ghost. The ghost attacked Y/N, and took over Y/N's body, making their spirit roam free. The imposter Y/N ran away and headed towards Monstadt. And Y/N has been missing since." Haiya explained, coldly. "How did you see Y/N if they're dead?"

Chongyun understood now. It was a little unbelievable. You and Chongyun had become good friends in the past few weeks, and even he couldn't tell you were dead. "Y/N is dead... but their body looked human. I had found them in that haunted house you were talking about, and they told me they didn't want to leave because they were scared the spirit would return. They wanted to go out and look for their friends, but they didn't have the strength. So I visited them every day with food and brought them some blankets until they were comfortable with leaving."

"Haiya went silent. Hearing that you haunted the same haunted house that filled her mind with trauma was horrifying to her. "Please, Chongyun. You have to exorcise Y/N. Ever since that day 2 years ago me and our friends haven't been able to get over it... Please. You have to." Haiya begged Chongyun, tears threatening to leave her eyes.

"Okay... Would you like me to say anything to Y/N in your name?" Chongyun said, looking down a little.

Haiya told Chongyun what she wished to tell Y/N before they got exorcised, and Chongyun left the house making his way towards the haunted house again.

He had walked past where the little kids you played hide'n'seek with were, but where they were was replaced with a couple fruit stands.

Finally making his way to the haunted house, he stepped inside and walked back over to the room he found you in and saw you in the exact same position that he first found you in. Except this time, you did look like a spirit.

Chongyun stepped in more. "Y/N. I assume you know why I'm here." Chongyun said, coldly. "Will it hurt?" You asked, a little scared. "I'll try to make this not hurt as much as possible. But no promises." Chongyun said with a sad tone, still looking cold.

"Just get it over with." You said those words without a care in the world anymore. Taking your hands away from your knees and head and straightening one of your legs out, you remained looking down. You couldn't bear to see your friend anymore.

Chongyun beginned the exorcism process, with tears filling his eyes. This was the first evil spirit he had ever been able to get rid of. So why did getting rid of it hurt so much?. He always thought it would be a happy moment for him, that he would even lose control of himself because he was so happy about it. But it was the exact opposite of how he'd dreamed of.

Finished, and still sad, Chongyun never stopped wearing that same sad expression. He just hopes he gets to see you in the next life.

-jxyc-3

[certified-sloth]

Ok- first, the main ship here is Barbatos and MC, but I might've made this a bit longer than the other fics because I got carried away LOL

I'll let you know before you proceed, there'll be sad Mammon moments

Enjoy!

Time is limited (Barbatos/MC)

"Isn't it about time you admit to your feelings?" The Demon Prince asked his servant, causing the butler to stop in his tracks and look at Diavolo with a calm smile.

"I don't think I know what you're talking about, My Lord." He answered as he placed the kettle down and stood beside Diavolo as his Lord is working on documents.

He hummed and looked at his servant with a straight face. "It's only a matter of time before they leave the Devildom, bottling it up would keep you distracted from time-to-time." He stated, aware that his servant is denying what he said.

Barbatos frowned and looked away. "I don't see why I couldn't handle it."

This made Diavolo furrow his eyebrows. "Barbatos." He called out, causing the butler to turn to his Lord. "...yes, my lord?"

"They aren't like us. Their time is limited, and you know that. I won't want to force you, I just wish to push the thought to you and consider it than regret about it in the end." His lord responded.

Barbatos forced a small smile on his face. "As you said, my lord... they aren't like us, I don't intend to burden them with my feelings."

This made Diavolo sigh in defeat as he turned back to his papers. "Well, I understand. However, if you ever come to change your mind, I'll let you go and meet them whenever." He said as he looked through his workload.

Barbatos stared at his Lord for a moment before going back to help him with work.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

"You... WHAT?!" Mammon screeched as he looked at you surprised. You winced from his sudden outburst as his mouth is hung open.

"Mammon, please-" you were cut off as he whined and hugged your waist.

"But- why HIM??? You've got me, my brothers, a human, even an angel- ya really gotta hit Barbatos of all PEOPLE?" he ranted and looked up at you helplessly.

You smiled a little and ruffled his hair. "Didn't you say you'd support me no matter what happens?" You remind.

He froze and glared at you. "Yeah but not like THIS-" he shut up as he noticed your suddenly gloomy expression.

"O-Oi! Don't go lookin' sad at me now!"

You smiled sadly and looked down. "..do you think I have a chance?" You asked quietly, your first demon still heard it.

Oh how Mammon wanted to say no at that, but he doesn't want you sad like this. No matter how far his greed goes, he can't pull your happiness away from you.

He sighed in defeat and patted your back. "Look- cheer up, won't ya? Barbatos doesn't show his true emotions much, so don't lose hope just yet- ...here, remember Lord Diavolo announcin' a party? Don't ya wanna have a dance with him?" He comforted.

This lightened your mood a bit and smiled a little. "Thanks Mammon... you're the best." You responded.

This made the demon blush slightly and look away. "O-of course I am! I'm the GREAT Mammon after all!" He answered.

"Go to sleep already! I needa go and do something." He said as he stood up and was ready to leave, until...

"...no matter what happens, i'll always be your first man, right?" He asked, turning back to look at you.

You giggled and nodded without hesitation. "Yes, my one and only bestfriend." (Cue Levi crying in the corner- sorry-)

This made the avatar of greed smile. He loves you, but even he knows he'd rather want you to be happy even if it weren't with him.

Having to know he's still your first man, was enough for him somehow.

And so, he left and went to talk to Lucifer about your plan for the party.

The oldest was surprised, but still agreed and informed Diavolo about it.

The demon prince was more than delighted to help.

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

You walked around the ballroom, looking around in amazement.

It's your last day in the Devildom before heading back up to the human world, Diavolo had planned a party specifically for the exchange students.

Diavolo had noticed you and smiled, before glancing at an entranced Barbatos.

He grinned and ushered his Butler to approach you, making him look at his lord in slight panic.

He soon mouthed something to his servant. "At least indulge yourself, just this once."

Barbatos sighed in defeat as he walked over to you rather nervously. It looks like he can't compose himself this time.

You turned to look at him and smile brightly. "Hi Barbatos!" You greeted.

Ah, this just made Barbatos' heart sink even more. He smiled a little and went to kiss the top of your hand. "Greetings, MC."

Asmo looked at their direction and whistled. "Ooo~ he's smooth~"

Mammon grumbled and ate away on a backstabbing sandwich.

Satan looked at his older brother in curiosity. "You aren't going to stop them?" He asked.

"...why should I? They're happy, I don't wanna take that away." He answered. Catching Asmo and Satan off-guard.

The two were surprised with Mammon's sacrifice, so all they could do was Asmo giving him a comfort hug while Satan offered him another sandwich.

"Would you care for a dance?" Barbatos offered which made you hum happily, taking his hand as you both danced gracefully on the dance floor.

Barbatos had soon tucked your hair behind your ear as he smiled rather gently.

"You're wonderful, MC." He complimented. You smiled. "You think so? Well, you're amazing, Barbatos." You responded.

Diavolo watched the two happily with his arms crossed. Lucifer stood beside him.

"They look quite the match, Don't they?" Diavolo turned to look at Lucifer.

The avatar of pride hummed in agreement. He has to admit, you have quite a good taste.

Barbatos sighed sadly. "It was a mistake in my part for spending time with you in the last moments..." he said as he gripped onto your hand a little tighter, but not enough to hurt you.

You shook your head. "It's not, Barbatos. You're busy, I could understand that." You assured.

He stared down at you before, letting himself give in and lean closer. "...May I?" He asked.

You nodded as you both shared your first kiss on this very night. You smiled into the kiss, this was definitely going to be the most memorable moment of your whole life.

Diavolo looked at the both of you in surprise and grinned, turning to Lucifer like a happy child looking at his mother after seeing something he likes.

Lucifer chuckled and shook his head dismissively. Now Diavolo was happy to the roof, not only did Barbatos went in for it, Lucifer CHUCKLED.

Asmo squealed and snapped a picture with a huge smile.

And just when Satan was about to turn his attention back to Mammon, he had already left.

The 4th-born went to Lucifer and notify him about Mammon, so the eldest excused himself and went to look for his younger brother.

He found him at the garden, sitting on the grass while looking up with a sad smile.

He approached his brother. "I really expected you to go against them, I'm surprised you accepted it." He spoke through the silence as Mammon looked at him.

The 2nd-born laughed and shook his head. "I love em, Lucifer. I ain't that selfish, I'll need time but, i'll let go of them sooner or later." He responded.

This made the 1st-born smile and sit beside him, patting his younger brother's head. Mammon blushed in embarrassment but still rested his head on his brother's shoulder like the old days.

"...did I do the right thing?" He asked quietly, which wasn't really like him.

The eldest hummed and leaned his head on his brother's.

"Yes you did. I'm proud of you, Mammon."

[fitzs-trained-monkey]

Chapter One: Lonely Together

Jack Kline x OC

Rated: PG

~I might hate myself tomorrow

But I'm on my way tonight

Let's be lonely together

A little less lonely together~

Sent: 10:52 PM

Merry Christmas, stranger. I hope yours is as bright as new fallen snow. Stay warm.

I smiled down at my phone before clicking it off and slipping it into my pocket. I didn't know who I had sent the message to. It was just a number I had punched in at random. I didn't expect anyone to reply.

Wrapping my dark green cardigan tighter around my body, I pulled my knees in closer to my chest and pressed myself closer against the wall of the bakery. The wall was only slightly warmer than the frigid air around me. It was December 2nd and icy gales were blowing in from Lake Superior and stinging the skin of the city's occupants.

The sky hung dark, low, and flat over Copper Harbor, Michigan. Copper Harbor was an itty-bitty town at the northern most tip of the northernmost part of Michigan. You know that piece of land that's only connected to the mainland by a highway, that in-between place that really should be Canada, but isn't? That's where Copper Harbor is and that's where I was.

Copper Harbor was the sort of town where newcomers and visitors are as common as flying pigs and are treated with about as much scrutiny. It's not one of those small, friendly towns just off the highway; the ones that are pleasant to find yourself in if you've taken a wrong turn. It's quite the feat to get lost and turn up in Copper Harbor, considering its miles away from anything and everything remotely interesting, unless you're searching for Bigfoot or a drunk Canadian that took a wrong turn. Though those two things might just end up being one and the same. No, nobody came to Copper Harbor unless they had a reason. That's just the sort of place it was. And aside from the mind-numbing cold, it was exactly the sort of place I wanted to be.

The clouds were so heavy with the snow that now drifted down, dusting everything in a layer of fine white powder, it seemed that someone standing on even the lowest rooftop could reach up and touch them. The snowflakes raining down from those clouds gave the appearance of tiny shooting stars. Many would have found the sight beautiful. I didn't. I just found it cold and somewhat depressing. Some people say that shooting stars are angels, falling to the earth to bless the lives of people in need. I've never liked those sorts of stories. The stars belong in the heavens. The dust belongs on the earth. Collecting in puddles, the sparkling, sugar-like ice crystals did nothing to ease the bitter cold. I shivered and coughed, my breath fogging in front of me.

I should have frozen to death hours ago.

But I can't die. At least, not that way.

Suffering, on the other hand, I can do that to no end.

I put my head between my knees, hoping to retain what little heat my walking corpse had to offer. I struggled to remain conscious. The story of the little-match-girl was playing in my head. I'd never liked that story's ending. Hallucinations really weren't my thing, especially hallucinations about things I tried not to think about, the things I tried to burry in the farthest corners of my mind. I had to distract myself, to think about anything that would keep me awake. The problem was, there was nothing to distract me.

Pling!

My phone buzzed in my pocket with a text. I grasped it quickly, greedy for a distraction, but I paused upon seeing the number displayed upon the screen. It was that number I had texted the Merry Christmas message to. Whoever it was had texted me back. I unlocked my phone and peered at the mystery person's message.

Received: 11:18 PM

Merry Christmas to you as well!

The message read. I smiled a little, surprised that anyone would care to return my quiet Christmas wish. The screen of my phone lit up with another message.

Received: 11:19 PM

Who are you?

The question was a simple one. Though tone can often be difficult to infer over written text, the question seemed to bear no hostility, only innocent curiosity. I thought for a bit about what to say, the answer was not as simple as the question had implied.

***

Located quite literally one thousand miles away from Copper Harbor, was the small, out-of-the-way town of Lebanon, Kansas. Now, in the outskirts Lebanon there was a hill. The hill was modestly sized and carpeted with thick grass painted with a layer of frost. Although it was a rather pleasant sight for some stray hiker to find, the hill was really quite unremarkable. That is, if you ignored the hulking steel door built into the side of it that looked like the entrance to a post-apocalyptic hobbit hole. See, built under that hill there was a bunker. It looked like any ordinary bunker if one can ever describe a bunker as ordinary. But inside this ordinary looking bunker, sat something rather extraordinary and his name was Jack.

Jack Kline was quite happy where he was. Sitting with his legs crossed on a chair beside the bunker's fireplace, Jack held Sam's beloved lap-top between his knees. Sam let him borrow it on the nights he couldn't sleep. Those nights were many. Sleepless nights were one of the many side effects of being half-angel, but he didn't really mind. Jack wasn't overly fond of sleep, not like Sam or Dean who adored the few hours they got. Jack would much rather be awake because if he was asleep then he couldn't observe. He liked to observe. He loved learning. He loved taking in anything and everything going on around him, soaking it all up like a sponge with legs. He especially loved to soak up a story. Epic ones with heroes that defeat powerful villains. Jack loved stories.

So, no; Jack Kline was not overly fond of sleep. No, Jack preferred to just sit quietly and watch those epic stories as they played out in front of him on the screen of Sam's lap-top.

Currently, he was watching Star Wars: The Clone Wars. The computer had said he would like it, and the computer had been right. He had just finished season 2 and had begun on season 3. Some small voice in the back of his mind told him he should slow down and draw the series out a little longer, but Jack just couldn't find the will to do so. This story was just too good to stop. Jack shoved a hand full of popcorn in his mouth as he pressed the play button on the next episode. He had managed to sneak several bags of popcorn from the kitchen and into the secret stash in his room a few nights earlier. It was perfect, except popcorn needed to be popped and popping the kernels without attracting notice was a bit of a challenge. But he found that if he popped them during the day, when everyone was clamoring about and busy with whatever, the noise from the popping kernels wouldn't peak any suspicion. The only downside to his strategy was that it left him with cold popcorn. Though this too could be remedied via his angel powers, if he was careful about it, he could warm up the popcorn undetected.

Now, don't get the impression that Jack was being starved, or held in this bunker against his will, or something awful like that. As was mentioned before, Jack was very happy there. The Winchesters, Sam and Dean, and the angel Castiel, lived there with him and took care of him. They were his family and Jack loved them. The only reason he had a secret stash at all was because Sam was the only one in the bunker who cared about the importance of having a somewhat healthy diet. Whereas Dean let the boy eat pretty much anything he wanted and Cas- well in Cas's mind food was food and that's all there was to it. But Sam didn't like it when he caught Jack eating what he referred to as 'junk food'.

Somehow, Sam always caught him.

"That stuff’ll rot your teeth, Jack!" He'd sigh, as he'd flip on the kitchen light and catch Jack eating cereal sometime around midnight. Then he'd look at Jack with a disappointed look on his face until Jack threw the cereal away and went back to bed. Jack hated it when Sam looked at him like that, he just couldn't bear to let the Winchesters down.

But Jack loved to eat. Eating was enjoyable as it brought with it something new every time. Yet more things to absorb and to experience. Although the younger Winchester disapproved of the more sugary foods; Jack liked those a whole lot more than the salads Sam tried to get him to eat. Jack didn't like the salads or 'Rabbit Food' as Dean called it. No, Jack liked popcorn a quite a bit more.

He smiled as he brought another handful into his mouth. Yes, Jack Kline quite enjoyed eating.

Plip! Ploop!

Jack's head swiveled away from the screen to stare at the phone laying face-up on the arm rest of the chair in which he sat. The screen was alight with a text message. He picked up the phone and unlocked it. The message read:

Received: 10:52 PM

Merry Christmas, stranger. I hope yours is as bright as new fallen snow. Stay warm.

That was all. Jack was quite confused; he didn't know that number. Who had sent the text? What should he do? Should he say something back?

Curiosity and caution struggled in a match tug-of-war in his head. He wanted to know who the message had come from. He wanted to know why that person had sent it. He also wanted to know why he had a strange feeling that whoever had sent the message was horribly sad. But would the Winchesters be mad at him if he answered? Sam and Dean had given him the phone just a few days earlier.

"For emergencies," Sam had said as he laid the device in Jack's hand before resuming his packing. Jack had stared at it, rather confused as to its purpose. Castiel had been off somewhere doing something and Sam and Dean had been leaving for a hunt, leaving him alone which Dean was completely and utterly against.

"Only for emergencies," Dean had stressed, jabbing his finger in Jack's general direction as he inspected various articles of clothing before tossing them into a duffle bag. "That means don't text or call unless someone is breaking in or you're dying!"

Sam shot his older brother a warning look. Dean ignored it and pulled a pair of socks out of his dresser, sniffing them briefly before making a face and chucking them to the other side of the room. Jack looked back down at the small black rectangle in his palm.

"Okay so, only text or call in case there's an emergency. Got it." Jack clinched the thin black box between his thumb and forefinger, carefully lifting it up as if it might explode in his face. "But, one question, if something happens like-like you said, like somebody breaking in or me dying, how-how would I do that?" He asked, looking back at the two brothers. They both froze their hasty packing and pivoted to stare at him, their eyebrows raised with disbelieving question.

"What?" Dean asked the young Nephilim. Jack shrank away a little, not wanting to upset the older Winchester.

"How do I text or call you? I don't know how to do that," Jack had timidly replied. Dean just shook his head and returned to over-stuffing the duffle. Sam, however, was much more understanding.

"That's right, you-you don't, do you?" Sam asked, realizing his mistake. Jack turned his attention to the younger of the brothers, shaking his head in an answer to Sam's question.

"Unbelievable," Dean muttered, rolling his eyes. Sam shot him another glare which Dean merely shrugged off.

"Well, come on then, I'll teach you," Sam had said. Jack watched as Sam set the contacts and explained how everything worked. He showed Jack how to send a text, how to dial and answer a call, and all the other things Jack would need to know. Jack just watched him and took note of every little thing. Watching and replicating was how Jack learned best.

"Now, if I don't answer my phone, you call Dean. But if he doesn't pick up, I want you to call me again, if I still don't answer a second time, I want you to call this number right here. That's Jody Mills, she's a friend of ours and she'll help you, alright? You get all that?" Sam finished explaining and looked for Jack to confirm his understanding. Jack nodded.

"I got it!" He said, enthusiastically. Sam gave the young boy a nervous smile.

"You do? Can you repeat it back to me?" Sam asked Jack the question the same way Sam and Dean's father had always asked them.

"If something happens, call you, and if you don't answer, call Dean. If Dean doesn't answer then I call you again, but if you still don't pick up, then call Jody Mills." Jack repeated all of Sam's instructions perfectly, grinning proudly at the younger Winchester when he finished. Sam laughed a little, but nerves twinged his voice.

"Good, yeah. Okay," Sam paused, thinking things over, "You know what, Jack? If neither of us answer your call and it's really that urgent, don't bother calling me a second time. Just call Jody right away if you can't get through to either of us. Alright?"

"Alright!" Jack nodded, grinning. Sam nodded back, stiffly.

"Alright." He seemed like he wanted to say something else but didn't know how to say it.

"You two done in there, Sammy?! We gotta go!" Dean called, walking in from another room. Sam stood and looked at his brother.

"Uh, yeah. I think we're good," He took a few steps towards the stairs that lead up to the door before pausing and turning back to Jack, "We're good, right? You're gonna be okay here by yourself?" Sam asked again. Jack grinned and gave him a thumbs up.

"I'll be fine. You don't have to worry."

Sam nodded and smiled with so much nervousness it almost hurt to watch.

"Okay, good. It's good. We're good," He said, nodding and trying to reassure himself more than anyone else. Dean raised an eyebrow at his overly anxious little brother, tugging his old leather jacket on over his shoulders, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he directed his remarks at Jack.

"Hey, kid. Whatever you do, don't do anything stupid," He'd said, half glaring, "We'll be back in a few days." Then they'd left.

Now, Jack glanced back down at the phone in his hands, remembering Dean's warning about not doing anything stupid. But his curiosity regarding the sender of the message was overwhelming. It couldn't hurt to text this person back, right? Was that what Dean had meant by his warning? Did this count as something stupid? What was the worst that could happen? Deciding that the benefits outweighed the risks, he texted back.

Sent: 10:18 PM

Merry Christmas to you as well!

Jack wrote.

Sent: 10:19 PM

Who are you?

No sooner had asked his question, he began to worry that he might have sounded rude. He waited with anticipation for the mystery person to reply. He didn't have to wait long.

Received: 10:20 PM

It doesn't matter, you don't know me.

I'm just someone wanting to give you a warm holiday wish.

Jack frowned. Again, he got the distinct feeling that the person on the other side of this conversation was deeply saddened by something. He desperately wanted to know what. So, he did the thing he did best. He asked and waited to see what would happen.

***

Received: 11:21 PM

If you don't know me, why do you care?

I don't mean to be rude. I'm just curious.

Why do this?

I read the person's question once, then twice, then three times and I realized that I didn't have an answer. Why did I care? Why was I texting some random person a Christmas wish? For all I knew, this person may not even observe the holiday. I had so many of my own things to worry about I was nearly drowning in them. I didn't know this person. I had nothing to do with them. So, why did I care about their holiday season? Why was I doing this?

I told myself it was just a random act of kindness. But deep down I knew what the reason was, and even if I didn't want to think about it, I felt it in my heart. I was doing this for the same reason I did everything. So, I took a few moments and came up with a reply.

Sent: 11:25 PM

I'm doing this because I believe that no one should ever have to be alone,

especially during the holidays.

I sent my reply and remembered to keep on shivering. I could hardly feel the cold anymore, I had gone almost completely numb. But I knew if I didn't keep moving, I would surely freeze in place and be unable to move until spring came. I vaguely wondered how cold it was. I remembered having heard on someone's car radio that this was supposed to be the coldest winter Michigan had experienced in the last decade. Though winter had only just begun, it was already cold enough for the district council to be suggesting face coverings to prevent citizens from getting frostbite and losing their nose.

I sneezed. I had no such face covering. Hell! I didn't even have a jacket! Let alone a coat or anything mildly warm. All I had was my oversized green cardigan, my black Star Wars t-shirt and my black jeans. That was it. Yet here I sat, outside a bakery in well below freezing temperatures, shivering myself into next decade.

I could go to a shelter. At least there I wouldn't have to endure the bitter biting of the wind as it gushed with double its normal force through these tight, abandoned alleyways. But if I went to a shelter then there was no chance of leaving undetected, I reminded myself. No, it was better to stay here, cold and alone, than to risk human contact.

I was pulled from my thoughts by another pling from my phone. Another message from that unknown contact.

Received: 11: 27

Are you alone?

Again, the question was simple. And although the mere thought hurt like a knife twisting in a fresh wound, I looked around at the dark, trash littered alleyway I sat in, watching the scattered rags of paper flutter and tumble in the winter gales, and I looked at the brutally beautiful puddles of speckled ice gathering along my body and melting on my skin, and I examined the bleak night sky, choked starless by the drifting dreary clouds; and the utterly silent stillness of the sleeping city revealed the harsh reality of my answer.

No one was here.

Nobody cared.

Not even the stars would keep me company. Because the stars never cared who I was.

So, with no reason to keep the truth hidden. I answered the question honestly.

Sent: 11: 29 PM

Yes.

Sent: 11: 30 PM

I am alone.

I was completely and utterly alone.

***

Received: 10: 30 PM

I am alone.

Once again Jack got the distinct impression that these words carried a heavy burden. It made him frown. What could he do to help a person he didn't even know? He wanted to ask this person if they had any friends, but something about those words told him the answer. When this person had said they were alone, Jack got the feeling they weren't just talking about the current moment. But maybe that's what this person needed. Maybe they needed a friend.

Sent: 10: 32 PM

Well, I'll be your friend and talk to you. There, now you're not alone anymore!

Jack smiled as he sent the text. The reply didn't take long.

Received: 10: 33 PM

Thank you.

You don't have waste your time on me but thank you.

It didn't take any special powers to read in between the lines this time, anyone could see the sadness in those words. Though Jack wasn't sure if it was his powers causing that strange feeling or if he was just imagining things.

Sent: 10:34 PM

I don't mind. Really!

Besides, I don't have anyone to talk to either.

Received: 10: 35 PM

Well, in that case, we can be lonely together!

Jack grinned. He'd made himself a friend. He couldn't wait to get to know them.

***

Received: 11: 36 PM

Since we're friends now, what's your name?

I smiled down at my new mystery friend's message. There was something about the words that made them seem innocent and earnest. It couldn't hurt to give my name, right? It’s not like he could find me. After all, I'm supposed to be dead.

Sent: 11: 37 PM

My name is Martina.

I sent my name and waited for the response. It came quickly.

Received: 11: 38 PM

I like your name Martina!

It's very pretty.

I flinched as I read the text. Something about seeing my name written in the text brought me back to a conversation with a different person a long time ago. It was a painful memory, and I didn't want to see it anymore. I didn't want another reminder of the still bleeding wounds in my heart. I remembered why I didn't let anyone call me that name anymore.

Sent: 11: 39 PM

Thank you.

But I would prefer you call me Marty.

I didn't want to be so sensitive to things like this, but I just couldn't help it.

Received: 11: 40 PM

Alright! I like Marty too.

It's a fun name.

I smiled; grateful they didn't ask why it was so important that they called me by a nickname.

Sent: 11: 41 PM

Thanks for understanding.

So, what's your name?

Received: 11: 42 PM

My name is Jack!

I grinned to myself. I'd made me a friend. I just couldn't wait to get to know him.

Sent: 11: 43 PM

Heya, Jack!

It’s nice to meet you!

I think this is the beginning of a wonderful friendship.

Received: 11: 44 PM

I agree, Marty. We are going to be great friends!

Sent: 11: 45 PM

So, what's your favorite movie?

And just like that, we talked until the sun came up. And suddenly, for the first time in quite a while, I wasn't completely alone.

***

"Hey, uh, Jack? We're back!"

Sam's voice drifted in from just outside Jack's bedroom door. Jack was surprised. He hadn't heard the brothers come in which, for him, was quite peculiar.

The door creaked open and Jack hastily attempted to pretend like he hadn't been using the phone.

He failed.

Miserably.

The device slipped from his hand and he fumbled to catch it before it smashed against the grey, polished concrete floor. He let out a sigh of relief as he snatched it just in time.

Sam peered around the door, checking in on Jack, who was now hanging halfway off his bed and clutching the phone. Scrambling to sit upright, Jack gave Sam a half-panicked smile.

"Hi Sam!" He waved a greeting, shoving his phone behind his back. Sam raised his eyebrows in a questioning expression and stepped into the room, shutting the door behind him. He folded his arms and leaned back on his heels.

"Hey Jack," Sam seemed a little distracted, "Have you seen Cas?" He asked. Jack shook his head vigorously.

"He's not back yet," He answered. Sam nodded and started to leave before stopping and turning back. Only now seeming to notice Jack's odd behavior. Sam gestured at the phone hidden behind the boys back,

"So, what were you doing in here just now?" Jack's eyes flew wide as quarters and his gaze shifted rapidly around the room, focusing on anywhere but Sam. His mind was working overtime trying to find a viable excuse.

"Uhhhh...Nothing!" Jack tried; his brain had gone blank. Sam raised an eyebrow.

"You sure about that?" Sam leaned forward a little, narrowing his eyes. Jack leaned back to match; his face scrunched up with the guilt he was trying very hard to hide. Everyone in the bunker knew how terrible Jack was at lying. He might be able to pass a few simple fibs by a stranger, but his family saw through him like he was made of glass. He couldn't deceive them. But that didn't stop him from trying, however.

"Yes..." Jack said slowly, his eyebrows pulling together in a rather sad attempt at looking sincere.

"Jack, what were you doing?" Sam asked more sternly. Jack looked at his feet and didn't answer. His shoulders moved up and down in a shrug.

"Do I have to go get Dean?" Sam pressed. Now Jack's head shot up. He stretched his hands out in a pleading gesture.

"No, no! Don't tell Dean!" Jack begged. Sam's expression shifted into one of concern.

"If you tell me, I won't tell Dean." Sam agreed, moving to sit on the bed beside Jack who shifted to give him some space. Sam waited patiently for the young Nephilim to speak. Jack kept his head down and rubbed his hands together nervously as he tried to think of how he should explain himself.

"Well, last night I was watching Netflix when I got this text from somebody wishing me a merry Christmas-" He started.

"Someone we know?" Sam asked, interrupting. Jack shook his head and continued.

"I asked them why they would do that, and they said it was because they thought that nobody should be alone this time of year. So, I asked if they were alone and they said, yes ─" Jack looked the younger Winchester in the eyes ─

"I don't know why but I just got this- this feeling, and they sounded just so sad, and now we're friends! But Dean said not to do anything stupid, and now I'm worried that I did! Are you mad?" Jack finished, worry coloring his features. Sam blinked. Once again astounded by the size of the half-angel's heart, he shook his head.

"No, Jack. I'm not mad," He said, softly.

"Really?"

"Really. I think you did a good thing. Everyone needs a friend." Sam patted Jack's shoulder and smiled. Jack looked down, grinning to himself as pride filled his chest.

Sam waited a moment before getting up from the bed. Stretching his back out and groaning a bit as he stood. It had been almost 48 hours since he last slept, and he was more than ready for a long nap. His hand rested on the doorknob and he paused a moment before turning back around.

"Hey, uh, Jack. Just one more thing. Do you by chance know this person's name?" Sam asked. Jack looked up briefly before looking back at the floor again, trying to hide the embarrassment creeping up to stain his cheeks.

"It's, uh, it's Marty," He replied. Sam nodded and moved to leave again but he stopped. His eyebrows pulled down with confusion before he turned back.

"And uh, is that a boy's name or a girl's name? Do you know?" Jack turned his head a bit to the side and picked at a thread in his jeans.

"Does it matter?" He questioned back. Truthfully, it didn't. Sam wouldn't make Jack stop if he didn't want to. But to say that the boy's current evasive behavior didn't pique his interest, would be a lie. Though, the kid’s flushed cheeks told him quite a bit about the answer.

"It doesn't matter," Sam said, shrugging, "I'm just curious is all." The tall man watched the boy's reaction. Jack nodded and shifted as if uncomfortable.

"Marty's a girl." He answered, trying to force his voice into sounding nonchalant. And failing.

"Okay, cool." Sam nodded, turning around again, and reaching for the handle. Jack's head whipped around.

"Wait, Sam!"

Sam looked over his shoulder.

"Hmm?"

"Don't. Tell. Dean!" Jack stressed. Urgency was evident in his voice. Sam huffed a laugh.

"Okay, Jack." With that, Sam pulled open the door and walked out letting the heavy steel swing shut behind him. Behind the door, Jack sighed with relief. He'd dodged a bullet with that one.

Walking a ways down the hall, Sam got to Dean's room where his older brother was now unpacking. The younger brother leaned on the door frame and expelled the laughter he'd been holding on to since Jack’s room. Dean turned around, holding a pistol and a pair of weeks old and hopelessly blood caked socks in his hands, he faced Sam with a questioning look.

"What's got you so giggly all of a sudden?" The older of the brother's asked.

Dean glanced at the pair of socks in his hand. He grimaced at the stench and held them further away from his face, trying not to breathe. It didn't work. The socks odor was so pungent, Dean could smell them through his mouth. There was no hope of washing them. Nope, those things would have to be burned. Though, taking another whiff of them, Dean wasn't sure that even incinerating the socks would do him much good now. The stomach-turning stink would be branded into his memory forever. Sam straightened up, shaking his head of shoulder length hair.

"It's just something Jack said." Sam smiled and laughed again before taking notice of the unholy stench wafting off the socks. He coughed. "Dude, those stink. Bad!"

"Yeah, it's a sad day, Sammy." Dean nodded solemnly. Sam covered his nose.

"Why?"

"These were my second luckiest pair of socks."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"Well, they're not anymore," Sam pointed out. Now, they were just rancid.

"I think we should give em' a Viking funeral, something to honor their service. I mean, I remember one time when I wore these things for two weeks straight!" Dean reminisced, grinning. Sam looked mildly disturbed.

"That's, uh... nice... But, uh, is there somewhere we could put them before the funeral? Because they, uh, they reek." Sam was trying hard not to gag and couldn't understand how Dean could be holding them and remain unaffected. Dean smirked.

"You wanna go put em' somewhere?" He asked, waving the socks into Sam's face. Sam leaned away.

"Ah! God! No! Put those things somewhere! Please!" He choked out. Dean just grinned and moved to the other side of the room. Grabbing a cardboard box from off the shelf, he shoved the socks in there and sealed the lid. The stench quickly began to dissipate.

"Better?"

"Yeah, thanks."

"We're gonna have to burn that box too."

"Yup." Sam still felt a little sick but at least the socks were gone.

"So, what was it Jack said that you thought was so funny?" The older brother asked.

"Oh, uh, nothing. It was nothing," Sam said. But laughter began to creep up on him again. Dean rolled his eyes and went back to pulling more dirty clothing from the duffle bag.

"Are ya gonna stand there or are ya gonna spill?" Dean pushed. Sam sobered up again.

"Well, I'm not supposed to tell you," He said.

Dean shook his head, mildly annoyed. He knew Sam was going to tell him whatever juicy information he had gotten, just like he always did when he got that sly look on his face. Sam could be a bit of a schoolgirl that way. Except, of course, when it came to the important things, the things Dean was supposed to know. Those things Sam always kept to himself.

"Well, Sammy, if you ain’t gonna spill─" he used the gun in his hand to gesture from Sam to the duffle bag─ "get workin'."

The younger Winchester moved to the bag and started unpacking, grinning his face off all the while. Dean knew his little brother was waiting for him to ask about the thing with Jack again, so he said nothing. He just waited for Sam to look over to him eagerly, which is exactly what Sam did.

"So get this!" Sam started.

'Here it comes.' Dean predicted internally. Sam kept starring.

'Yatzee.' Dean thought. He knew Sam like the back of his hand. Actually, he probably knew his brother better than that.

"Apparently, Jack got a text from some random person last night wishing him merry Christmas. And, well, you know Jack! So he─" Dean stopped his brother mid-sentence.

"What's her name?" He interrupted. Sam looked confused.

"I didn't say anything about a girl," Sam trailed off. Dean sighed and shook his head.

"Geez, Sammy! If you love drama so much, you should go be an actor. You ain't foolin' anybody. We both know where this is goin' so just cut to the chase!" Dean sighed, opening a trunk and tossing in the gun he'd been holding along with several knives. His small outburst had startled his younger brother, but Dean didn't really care. Sam wasn't the only one who hadn't slept in 48 hours. Sleep was calling and Dean wanted nothing more than to answer. Sam frowned.

"Marty. The girl's name is Marty," Sam stated, sounding rather put out that Dean had guessed at his not-so-cleaver ploy. The older if the pair turned to the younger with a perplexed expression.

"Wait, wait. Marty?" He clarified. Amused disbelief written all over his features.

"Marty," Sam confirmed.

"Marty?"

"Yeah. Marty."

"Like the zebra in Madagascar, Marty?" Dean asked, grinning. Sam nodded.

"Yeah, like that. But remember, you didn't hear anything from me!" He answered, smiling as well. Dean laughed as he turned his attention back to the mess of clothing and weapons surrounding him on the floor.

"Yeah, whatever, drama queen." Dean rolled his eyes and kept working. The room was silent for a moment before the older Winchester burst out laughing again. He couldn't help himself; he found the subject hilarious.

"Ah, man. Marty! Now there's a name!" He exclaimed as he started folding the few clean clothing items laying in the pile. "What? Did her parents just take one look at her and say: 'Look at our beautiful baby! Let's name her Marty!'" Dean scoffed.

Sam snorted and shook his head at his older brother's bad joke. Then he leaned his head back and yawned.

"Man, I think we need some sleep," Sam sighed. Dean smirked.

"Is it your bedtime already?" He taunted, expecting a playful retort. But this time, Sam didn't argue. He just nodded.

"Yeah, I think it is." Though worried about his little brother, Dean held his playful smirk in place perfectly, just like he had been doing for so many years.

"Well, you go ahead and hit the sack. I'll finish up here." He said, easily. Even though he was just as tired and Sam was, he would finish out like always. Sam raised an eyebrow.

"You sure?"

"Yeah, o'course. There's not much left anyway." That was a lie and they both knew it, but Sam took the offer of sleep while it was on the table.

"Thanks, Dean."

"You're welcome, Sammy."

Sam patted his older brother on the arm as he stood and left the room. Traveling down the corridor he got to his bedroom and was out as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Meanwhile, Dean mouthed the strange name of Jack's mystery girl and chuckled about it to himself. Sitting on the floor in his room as he continued folding the rest of the clean clothes, cleaning out all the weapons and putting everything back in its place. The chore took him two more hours to complete but when it was done, he stretched himself out and laid back on his bed.

"Marty. Now, that's hilarious." Dean snickered to himself as he drifted off to sleep.

~I might hate myself tomorrow.

But I'm on my way tonight.

Let's be lonely together.

A little less lonely together~

Lyrics from: Lonely Together by Jasmine Thompson

[pbandjesse]

After all the excitement and rushing around of yesterday, I was absolutely exhausted today. Which made me feel really sad. I tried my best to shake it and enjoy my time with James. But I was struggling a bit.

I did get everything I wanted to accomplish today. But it wasn't as fun as I thought it would be. I tried my best. I think I'm just also stressed that there is much to do tomorrow.

I had trouble sleeping last night. The rest of my time at the science center last night was a lot of fun. Even if one educator kept trying to walk over me. I shut it down every time because I was leading the program. But also it was just. So out of the ordinary for how museum education goes that I was just really surprised. It's all good though. I just felt like a bitch for having to say hey I'm leading this program and not just doing what she wanted.

James came and got me and we came home. I showered and we hung out and talked until late. But even once they fell asleep it took me a while to do the same.

It was okay sleep in the end. I woke up a few times but it was okay. When I woke up for real at 930 I really, desperately, wanted to keep sleeping. But I knew I had to be awake. James joined me in bed, playing the new Pokemon game. I texted dad and he called me and it was really nice to hear his voice.

He sounded good. He said he wasn't hurting, but did say it was because he hadn't tried to move yet. I am just really thankful I can talk to him.

I would get up eventually. James made us pastries and so after I was washed up and dressed I had one of them while I did my knitting. I had to catch up from yesterday, but I am taking notes on the weather just in case that happens. Tomorrow is the end of the first month! I am excited to take a progress video. And I'll have a better idea of the full size.

The plan for the day was for me and James to go for a drive and eat at a diner and run some errands. And soon enough we were bundling up and heading out.

We drove out to Columbia in the county. I wanted to check out the 2nd Ave out there but I ended up not having as much fun as I had hoped. I think some of it was I felt like James wasn't participating like someone like Jess would. But mostly I wasn't having fun because people were just super blocking the aisles and being incredibly rude. That was part of the reason me and James weren't together a lot in the store, because they just flat out couldn't get the cart around. And would tell me to go ahead.

We did find some more wedding candle stuff. And a few little future gifts for people. But people were just making it not fun. I did find myself two bags. But we were barely there 20 minutes before we left. It wasn't fun.

I was a little upset. I wanted to be having a good time but I was upset inside and having trouble shaking it off.

We went down the street to the Marshalls. But they still didn't have the Valentine's day stuff I wanted. I was more bummed on top of everything else.

We would walk across the street to the Goodwill. This Goodwill is usually the worst. Dirty and cluttered and everything is overpriced. But we actually found brand new sandals for James and a Greta pair of boots. And I found the most darling travel jewelry box. Plus there was basically no one there. So it raised my spirits a bit.

We went to a diner next. Had a nice little meal. Talked about our hopes for the wedding week and the timeline for how we think the rest of the time outside the wedding itself will be. It was quiet but lovely to just be in that conversation. It felt like we had some control that I don't always feel like we have.

We would make a pit stop at target. But still no Valentine's day stuff. So we weren't there long.

We drove to a local park next. And while it was very cold, it was nice, I was just tired. And my ankles hurt a lot. So we only walked for like a half hour with a little break in the middle. It was still a nice time and it was fun walking on the crunchy snow.

I was really sleepy at this point. We headed home and it was hard to keep my eyes open. When we got back James was going to go for a bike ride but instead went and cut their hair. While I put away some of our purchases and laid in bed for a long time.

I got out of bed at 6, I didn't actually nap I just watched videos, but I got up to do my beading for the day.

James said I should make a black dress. So I did that and that didn't take to long. I feel happy with it. I hope I have more time to do a more complex one tomorrow though.

James warmed up some chili for me. And we ate dinner and then played the new Pokemon together.

I really enjoy it so far. It's not super battle focused, and I also love giving my Pokemon silly names. Like my first Pokemon is a Oshawott, who is a blue otter. I named them "damp". And then I have one friend named "stinky" others named "horse", "birdie", and "Amy".

I am glad we got it. It's nice to have a game we both like again.

I got a shower and feel a little better. My allergies are bothering me. But it's fine. I am very sleepy.

Tomorrow I have a meeting with Alexi about this summer. And then I am getting fingerprinted for the nursery. I hope I don't feel so tired tomorrow and I can enjoy the day fully.

Sleep well everyone. Take care of each other.

[stellarrmoon]

Black Sand and Copy Cat

Pairing: kakashi x reader

Genre: smut; 1/???

Warnings: get some water.

Status: unedited

Background: you're a sand shinobi sent to the leaf village in order to learn some new skills. Except, you dont look like everyone else; and that catches the attention of the Copy Ninja, Kakashi Hatake.

I settled into my room nicely, being escorted by a Jonin ninja to my quarters and left to my own space. It was only 4 in the afternoon and I was feeling ready for dinner. I didn't know how I could go into the village without raising as much curiosity as much as I did in front of Lady Tsunade.

I was clearly different from the people here and some wouldn't take kindly to me purely because I was clearly foreign. But I had a solution to limit the uproar. I had only come with a backpack filled with one day's change of clothes, weapons and bandages to wrap around my face.

Lady Tsunade assured me that I wouldn't have to worry about anything during my stay and I trusted her word, seeing as how she and her ninja accepted me quite quickly. I heard a knock on my door and opened it to reveal the Jonin who brought me to my room.

"A few of us would like to invite you to dinner tonight. Since you don't know anyone, we thought it was the best way to get you to meet a few people in the village so that you're not completely lonely."

I could tell that he was still curious about my origins by the way he looked at my hair but I didn't think much of it. "Thank you, I'll be there."

"That's great!" He beamed, "I'll send one of my friends to come escort you."

I spent about an hour in my room carving the few weapons I had brought with me. About 3 knives had already been sharpened and there were only 2 left, counting the one in my hand. I was in my own peace until I was interrupted by a knock.

That must be my escort.

I shouted that "I'm coming!", and wrapped bandages around my neck and the lower half of my face so only my eyes and forehead were shown. When I opened the door, I was met with the same white haired man who startled me earlier. "Oh, it's you."

He was reading a book as he leaned against the wall across my door, not caring that I wasn't pleased to see him. "Yes, it is me. I take it you're ready to go, Ms Amabel."

I narrowed my eyes, "How do you know my full name?"

"I asked around." He said as he flipped a page in his book, "Let's go, or else they'll finish all the meat."

I closed my door and followed the man - "Kakashi" - outside of the building and onto the street. This time, he didn't bother making conversation

"So what is the reason that you are so closed off that you can't even entertain a tiny conversation with me?"

Or so I thought.

You resisted the urge to scoff, his attitude was too nonchalant for your liking. He asked like it wasn't weird for him to be so curious about a visiting resident. "Come on, Ms Amabel, don't leave my poor soul hanging."

"I can hear your smirk inside your stupid mask."

"Ooh, a fiesty one, aren't you?"

"Are we there yet?!"

He closed his book and put it into one of his vest pockets, "Patience, bunny."

"Excuse me?!"

"Kakashi!" A loud voice called before I could continue, and it was coming from the entrance of the shop we were standing in front of. The voice belonged to a man donned in a green jumpsuit and vest with a shining bowl cut and bushy brows. "You're late to the dinner which makes me the winner of the race!" He exclaimed quite excitedly.

I heard Kakashi sigh beside me, causing my lip to quirk as I thought of him being irritated by something as pretentious as this guy in front of us. Suddenly, the intense man turned to you and came incredibly close to inspect me. I was weirded out already as he invaded my personal space but when he wiped his thumb on my forehead, I screamed. He responded by screaming as well and jumped back.

"Kakashi! What is this?"

He asked as if I wasn't clearly a person. Kakashi cleared his throat, "She's the representative of the Sand village we were told about last week, Guy."

"B-b-b-but... she's..."

"I'm what?" I asked softly, looking the now fearful man in the eye, daring him to say what was in his mind.

Aside from that startling question, I had a fairly good dinner. The jonin I met were all kind, even the super weird guy with his big brows. It gave me a slight sense of home and how all my comrades would find ways to make our table the loudest whenever we ate out.

Kakashi took me back to my place and by the end of the night, my thoughts about him had changed. At first, I was just skeptical about the sneaky guy and a tad irritated by his joking demeanor, but something about him seemed so genuine that I decided to give the guy a chance. I couldn't say he was attractive, purely because I couldn't see his face at all but something about his aura intrigued me about him. Why was he a mystery?

Scolding myself for thinking about him, I shook my head and gathered my things to get ready for the day. Since it was winter, the mornings were still dark but I estimated it was around 5 o'clock. I mentally thanked myself that I had braided my hair last night because who knew what state it would be in after my sleep.

I wrapped a towel around my body and grabbed my toiletries to go to the communal bathrooms. Of course, I had to use shoes inside because I didn't know what could infect me. Unfortunately, I didn't know which way to go and I stood, confused, at the at the top of a staircase at the end of the corridor.

"Wanna know where the bathroom is?"

"Shit!" I jumped at the voice right beside my ear, turning around to face a muscular, bare chest that belonged to none other than Kakashi. I looked up to his masked face and scowled. "Stop sneaking up on me."

"Where's the fun in that, Bunny?"

"Bunny? Why do you call me Bunny?"

He chuckled as if it was obvious. I couldn't stop myself from looking at his exposed torso and internally gasping at how well-built he was. "I call you that because you're so jumpy..." he leaned down beside my ear again. This time, I sensed him take off his mask so his lips brushed against my ear as he said, "...Bunny."

I couldn't move, even when he pulled away and walked past me.

"Bunny?" I quickly turned. "Aren't you coming to wash up?"

I almost cursed at his tilted head, "Fine."

As hard as I sounded on the outside, I was actually losing my mind at what just happened. He was so close to me and with only a towel around his waist. I couldn't deny that his body was amazing, and it had been a while since I last felt the touch of a man. Who knew what this guy could do with his hands, and a small part of me wanted to find out.

Two flights of stairs later and "We're here. The bathrooms aren't separated into male and female so everyone can see everyone. But lucky for you, it's just the two of us up this early."

Lucky? What's lucky about being naked around a guy I met a day ago?

It's a hot guy you met a day ago, my subconscious said.

Kakashi entered the bathroom swiftly, choosing a showerhead right in the middle and getting to his business. I took the showerhead opposite his because it was the best way to hide my body from him; if I chose one to the sides, he could easily have peeped over. I set the water to piping hot, turning around to let it hit my back just the right way and solicit a dragged out moan from me.

"That's an interesting sound."

I opened my eyes to see Kakashi facing me and his hair was drenched, falling over the one side of his face that wasn't exposed. "Eek! You pervert!"

I hurriedly overed my body with my arms and hands, turning back around and trying not to freak out. "I'm not the one who chose the shower closest to me."

It wasn't long until I felt his presence right behind me and something poking my lower back. Holy shit. "Nice ass, Bunny."

Without another word, I heard Kakashi leave the bathroom and I let out a deep breath I didn't know I was holding. "What the hell just happened, Ama?"

It had been a weak since I had arrived at the Leaf village and I was still thinking about that moment I had with Kakashi in the bathroom. 1st of all, I didn't even know he was living in the same lodge as me, and 2nd, the man pretended as if nothing happened. He wasn't escorting me to places anymore due to how he had his own group of young ninjas to train and look after, which made me sad a little but I figured that the less we spent time together, the better.

I attended training every single day, spending a total of 12 hours learning techniques and the basics. I had a kind mentor named Anko and she was patient with me. She praised the fact that my body was in good enough shape to handle the training and questioned me about why my chakra was so strong for someone who wasn't a shinobi at my age of 19. I didn't know anything except for the fact that the woman who found me as a baby, was a witch who gave me power to survive in Japan.

She looked after me while she stayed in the Sand Village and it was only recently that she left on her "next quest", she put it. I was sad that the woman who moulded me into who I am today had to leave but I understood her reasons.

It was only midday and Anko had taken me to the forest to do target practice with my knives and shuriken. We had been going at it for a while until a ninja disturbed us, whispering to Anko about something I was obviously not supposed to hear. "Ama. I have to leave."

"What? But I haven't finished my training for today."

She sighed and started walking backwards as the other ninja ran, "I know, I'm sorry. But they've sent someone here to help you for the rest of the day!" Her voice drifted as she got farther away.

I huffed and rolled my eyes, a bit bummed that she wouldn't be here later to spar with me.

"Aww, don't pout, Bunny."

I looked up to see Kakashi hanging from a tree. "What the hell is up with you and sneaking up on me? Do you enjoy seeing me lose my breath?"

"Of course I do!" He jumped down to stand right in front of me, "I wanna try another way of making you do that, though."

My jaw dropped as soon as he said the suggestive words, "How can you be so relaxed about saying words like that?"

"I have nothing to lose, Bunny." He started going to different trees and marking them with Xes as he spoke to me.

"What about your job?"

"Why would I lose my job for giving you an extra warm welcome?" He looked at me. "It's not like you don't enjoy it."

"...Liar." I hesitated.

"Is that why your nipples were so hard in the bathroom last week?"

He had me speechless, I didn't know what to do in front of this guy. He was too good at being himself.

"Anyways, let's carry on with your training, yeah?"

"You're Anko's substitute?" I resisted the urge to laugh but I ended up letting out a chuckle at the thought of this guy teaching me. "You have to be kidding me. You can't be as good as Anko."

"No, Bunny, I'm better. Have you not heard of my reputation?" With each word he spoke, he took a step closer to me, "I'm one of the Leaf Villages best ninja. See this eye right here," He lifted his headband to reveal his left eye which was a bloody red colour and decorated by a long scar running vertically down the skin over underneath, "this eye lets me figure out my prey's moves before they can even make them. They call me the copy-ninja because I always catch my prey, and Bunny..."

He did something I wasn't expecting and placed his cold hand on my exposed midriff. "Kakashi."

"You are my most enticing prey."

I only saw pale skin for a second when Kakashi pulled his mask down, before he crashed his lips into mine and started kissing me like he was starved. My body reacted on its own as I melted into his body and let his arms support me while I let him suck on my tongue.  This kiss was unlike any I had ever had; it was full of hunger and want and passion, most of it coming from him but it was a moment where I couldn't deny my strong attraction to him.

One of his hands travelled to my thigh, which he hiked up and wrapped my leg around his waist. The other quickly followed and he leaned me against a nearby tree to make things easier. Soon, his lips moved from my lips to my jaw to my neck and it wasn't until they reached the top of my cleavage that I had to stop him.

"Kakashi, wait."

He stopped. He leaned his forehead on my chest and I could feel his grip on my thighs loosening. In the next minute, Kakashi had put his mask back on and let me stand on me feet, leaving space between us for me to talk.

"I don't want to do this here."

"I can see that. Let's get to your training, shall we?"

I couldn't sleep. No matter how hard I tried. For the past 3 days, I couldn't get the image of that kiss I had with Kakashi in the forest and I was yearning for more. Fed up, with the cycle, I grabbed the nightgown I had bought a few days ago and wore it before stepping out. I knew there was a rooftop so I headed up the stairs and stepped onto the gravel before I noticed, at the rail, none other than...

"Kakashi." I breathed out.

His figure turned and as he did so, the moonlight shone on his body, making the muscles look better than ever. "Ms Amabel."

I chuckled as I walked towards him, "What, no 'Bunny' today?"

He smiled and that's when I noticed that he had his mask off. I couldn't see much because of the dark but I could tell that he was beautiful. He had a long, pointed nose that was slightly upturned and his lips were soft but plump, exactly as how I felt them against mine. He had a mole next to his bottom lip that made him look even more charming. This man was a dream. "You like it when I call you Bunny?"

Suddenly, I got shy and looked down, playing with my thumbs. "Well... yeah."

He grabbed a hold of my waist and pulled me flush against his body. Even though he was wearing long pants, I could feel his hard-on against me. "If I call you Bunny, what do you call me?"

This man seemed hellbent on fucking me. The way he spoke and the way he held me - the way he looked at me. It's like I was... his prey.

"Well?"

I looked into his differently coloured eyes and found myself getting lost in them. "Kakashi..."

He laughed boisterously, "Really? You're gonna stick with Kakashi?"

"No... I was thinking maybe, Daddy?"

He let out a groan and his grip was tighter on me, "Don't joke with me, Bunny."

"I'm not." Now I looked at him more intently. I needed us to get into a room now. "Let's go." I whispered into his chest.

Before I could say another word, he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder.

"Kakashi!" I giggled while he snickered. He basically jumped down the stairs until we reached his room and he slammed the door shut with his foot.

I was thrown onto the bed, resting back on my forearms to admire his physique. Moonlight peaked though the window and highlighted his body. "You're staring quite a lot, aren't you?"

"Got a problem with it?"

"Not if you'll let me return the favor." He grabbed a chair and made himself comfortable, manspreading right in from me.

Usually, I was a person who liked to keep to myself but when it came to pleasing a partner - especially one who made me as aroused as Kakashi - I had no boundaries. I figured I'd tease him a little bit before I got to showing him what he wanted to see.

"Come on, Bunny, don't make me beg." His voice was soothing as he watched me let down the straps of my nightgown one by one. He followed my hands as they played with the hem and started lifting it up. The closer I got to exposing myself, the more Kakashi leaned forward, but I pulled it back down at the last moment, giggling at Kakashi's shocked face.

I knew it! "You're a perv, Mr Hatake. But that kinda makes me excited."

Finally, I pulled the dress over my head and threw it on the floor. I felt my boobs bounce as I let Kakashi drink in the sight of me. "It's gonna be hard for me to keep my hands to myself if I watch you."

"Then touch me, Daddy."

Kakashi swiftly glided to kiss me, holding my hands to the bed by my wrists as he pushed his tongue into my mouth. I was already a bit wet from feeling his dick earlier but he was making me wetter. He wasted no time getting to kiss every inch of my body, from my neck to my boobs, my tummy and legs. He paid special attention to my boobs and thighs, saying they were "fucking amazing" which only led me to yearn for him more.

The way his hands were all over my skin made me burn up and his voice as he praised my body made me all the needier. "Kakashi..."

"Yes, baby..."

His hand travelled to my mound which caused me to gasp as he cupped it.

"I'm gonna make this mine, Bunny."

A slim finger slid up my slit, collecting the sticky wetness that had already collected there. I watched as he started to play with my pussy. Kneeling in front of my open legs, Kakashi circled and pressed against my clit in such a way that had me squirming. He was taking his time with me but all I wanted was to feel him deep inside my heat.

I was only letting out soft, sweet moans; back arched and head thrown back when he started to tease the area around my opening. "Please..." I sounded like a whore.

He pushed the fingers I fantasized about in the past into me, making me tense in pleasure. In and out, he started to maneuver them, making me writhe from his touch and play with my own boobs.

"Ah... yes, Kakashi, just like that." I mewled as I felt his fingers curling inside me; they kept hitting a spot that made me go crazy, and my sounds seemed to encourage him.

"You look so beautiful right now, Amabel. My hand's covered in your juices and they're glistening in the moonlight right now, baby. That's how wet I made you, you know that?"

Kakashi himself was breathless as he watched my body shine with sweat while I kept myself from screaming at his touch. With the pace getting faster, so did the frequency of my moans.  "Ah...ah! Oh my God, Kakashi, please make me cum."

Those words triggered him to grant me my wish as his mouth latched onto my clit and he got to licking and sucking. I felt it coming soon and struggled to keep my hips on the bed, Kakashi's hand on my lower belly the only thing keeping me steady. He moaned, the vibration causing me to still as I felt my stomach twist into the tightest knot.

"Kakashi, I'm cumming!!!"

I cried through my orgasm as I rode his fingers and face. I opened my eyes through it and he was watching my pussy convulse and pulse as kept pumping his fingers. "That's it, Bunny. Cum for me more."

He had a sadistic smile as he watched me lose control, finally deciding it was time for him to feel you around his length. Kakashi pulled out his fingers, before suddenly slamming his hard dick into my tightness. I silently screamed, rolling my eyes to the back of my head as he tried to burrow deeper inside me.

"Fuck, baby, it won't fit."

He took a deep breath before starting to roll his hips. They moved in waves, a continuous rhythm that had his penis entering and pulling out of my pussy in regular intervals, the squishing of my wetness very prominent in every thrust. "Ka-ka-shi..."

I purred into his ear while he buried his head in my neck, biting and kissing at my skin while one hand fondling a breast. "You feel so good, Bunny. Fuck, it's so tight."

"Mmmm Daddy, please go faster." I pulled his hair one last time before he lifted himself off my upper body and started thrusting at a greater speed. The sound of our skin slapping along with our moans and groans and cries made the room as erotic as ever.

"I'm gonna make you cum so hard, Bunny. Just look Daddy in the eye and make sure you let me know just how good I'm making your pussy feel."

Right when he placed my legs over his shoulders, I did what he said and good God, did his Sharingan eye not make me cum. "Daddyyyyyy!!! Ughhhhhhh!!!"

I screamed his name while the eye glowed and tears flowed down my face since he kept going and pounding me relentlessly as I orgasmed. I felt another one coming when he kept hitting my g-spot and tightened around his thick shaft, my walls keeping him locked in his position. I could feel him throb inside me. "You're so amazing, baby. Daddy's not even close to being done with you."

He pulled out, making me see just how big he was. He had to be at least 10 inches, with a good girth as well. I couldn't admire his appendage long enough because he flipped me over with ease and like before, rammed into my already sensitive heat. My juices were already coating my thighs and the area above his dick, I wondered how long he could go.

"Kakashi!" The man held my arms behind my back with one hand and grabbed my throat with the other. As soon as he pulled my body up, he didn't stop fucking up into me. We kissed as I felt another one coming, the lack of control I had over myself turning me on to the maximum. I felt the blood to my head stop circulating and felt my eyes closing.

"You wanna pass out taking my dick, Bunny? Hm, you wanna go to sleep knowing I own your pussy like this?" His voice was gruff, as if a monster had taken over him.

"Yes Daddy, please. Make me yours now. I'll do anything to feel it again, just use my body how you want!"

His grip on my neck tightened and again, I looked at his red eye. As if he saw what was coming next, Kakashi widened his eyes and gave one last thrust into me and we both came. His eye glowed brightly as he coated my walls with his seed and held my body as I shook from my most intense orgasm.

Surprisingly, he still felt hard inside me so he gave one last thrust that triggered something in me causing my body to let go of so much liquid it wet most of the sheets. It went on for a few moments as my strangled moan came out while my pussy spasmed again. "Fuuuuuck Kakashi!"

He kissed me deeply for a few seconds before delicately, guiding my body off his dick. I felt our combined cum spill out of me but I didn't have the energy to worry about it. Instead, I turned to look at Kakashi who had the biggest smile on his face as he looked at me.

"Where are we gonna sleep?" I inquired.

[bronyinabottle]

In a recent post on I Dream of Twilight Sparkle I said that I noticed asks that were not in my inbox the last time I decided to read through my entire ask box. So I did the same for my mod blog. And while there were some also that I didn't see before. Most are questions I feel either I feel like I may have already sufficiently answered enough with my thoughts on an episode and/or it'd be weird at this point to answer something that's obviously years after the fact.

But there is two I found that I feel like I may want to respond to. The person who sent it was someone who used to discuss the show with me almost all the time, though obviously they must no longer be on Tumblr as all their blogs are deactivated. But I still want to answer since it is sort of relevant to recent stuff. Particularly in their 2nd ask.

By the way, I'm always open to questions on the show or even non-pony topics here on my modblog. I still do love talking about G4 ponies and I wouldn't mind some questions if any of you would like to know my opinion on anything. Now that the show has been over for nearly 2 years , I can have a perspective on many topics about Friendship is Magic that I wouldn't mind sharing. Maybe some things have changed here and there, though I think I still generally have a positive attitude towards most things for certain. I stuck with the show until the very end, and was satisfied with how it ended. And I still have interest in doing more in G4's world even as G5 approaches. (Though I'm sure perhaps once that movie has aired that may be the focus of any questions sent here)

((My answer and more after the break))

For the most part, I think I still generally agree with what I said in my initial thoughts about the Season 6 finale. It's a solid episode with some great interactions between Starlight, Trixie, Discord, and Thorax. Though the way the ending is executed is a bit of a headscratcher. Maybe somewhat less so since thinking about it now, like even if Chrysalis did keep some things loyal. What would stop them from eventually seeing what Thorax's changelings did shortly after.

But I suppose I wanted to answer this mostly about Starlight. Since while the Season 6 finale made HomerJ get over some remaining feelings about Starlight. I'll admit it took literally until writing Secrets of the Dragon's Tear (A year after the show was over) to realize the sort of potential that Starlight had. The baggage from the Season 5 finale always felt like a cloud above her for the entire rest of the show's run. And I consider Season 6's largest mistake is not trying harder to endear us to Starlight. That's what that season's entire job was, to try to make us feel a little better of how rather rushed Starlight's redemption was by giving us a more expanded look into Starlight's character. And unfortunately, I feel like it failed at that in my opinion. Thus I basically disagree (Though respect the opinion of) with those who would say the Season 6 finale was when Starlight finally won them over.

Don't get me wrong, I like how Starlight is portrayed in the episode. But it would of been stronger if say the season had explained more about Starlight's past. How did Starlight get her cutie mark, and given her opinion on Cutie Marks how did she feel at the time?

Instead, we mostly just got Starlight reuniting with Sunburst that didn't exactly give any more details to her rather vague reasons for turning to darkness from him moving away other then finding out Sunburst's personality and how his side of the story went. And from there we had Starlight befriend Trixie... in an episode I still don't really like to this day.

Ironically, the character in the Hearth's Warming episode that casts Starlight as the story's version of Scrooge (Snowfall Frost) is given more reason to sympathize with then Starlight herself.

Starlight then just about disappears up until the episode that introduces Thorax. Where she doesn't do much other then be among the crowd that Spike has to convince that Thorax is not evil.

The next time we see her is Every Little Thing She Does. Which is something of a controversial ep from what I hear, though ironically despite my skepticism of Starlight at the time. I actually sort of liked that episode since it was basically Starlight's own Lesson Zero. Though I get why Starlight deciding to hypnotize all the Mane 6 besides Twilight against their will would not be approved of. Though it does feel like at the very least Twilight and the rest give her enough of a piece of their mind at the end.

And that's how things stood before the Season 6 finale happened. Even though I do think Starlight has good moments in said finale, nothing earlier in the season really dispelled many of my feelings about the Season 5 finale's ending. So despite a good showing, I could hardly care for it. I wasn't convinced yet we were given a satisfactory answer about the many questions that Starlight's sudden redemption prompted.

Another part of my thoughts I feel still applies is when I mentioned that Starlight's a "Diet Sunset Shimmer" (Which considering what I did to link the two for SOTDT, is a bit funny in hindsight). It took just one movie (Rainbow Rocks) for the fanbase to turn a 180 on Sunset. While an entire season with Starlight as one of the good guys goes by and she remained just as divisive as before if not more so by the end of Season 6.

Come Season 7, and Starlight appears quite a bit more often though under the assumption that the Season 6 finale was enough to warm you up to her. There were many complaints during the first half of Season 7 that she was appearing more then she should (Even in an Equestria Girls special where she got to meet the character she was so often compared to). Though another thing about Starlight in Season 7 in hindsight is besides from her meeting a few more friends like Maud. Starlight isn't actually given much to actually work towards. They dropped the whole student aspect so it's not like she was doing friendship lessons under Twilight anymore (Though I suppose on the bright side for the detractors, it lessened worries about her becoming an Alicorn). Season 8 and 9 does somewhat fix that by having Starlight employed at the school, first as a counselor and ultimately ending with her as the school's Principal as Twilight herself got promoted to sole ruler. Which I'm still unsure about if fans of her character feel that was a proper ending for her. Though probably the best that could of been done in context of not much having been done with her over time.

Still, at least for me personally it felt there was alot missing about Starlight and as time went on it became obvious I wasn't going to get the satisfactory answers about her that I wanted. So as a result, I only had lukewarm reactions when a new Starlight episode was coming up. It also didn't help that there were two episodes that raised my hopes of at least one interesting aspect that would of been cool to see. The first being the episode "All Bottled Up" which I had hoped would mean it would be an episode that's somewhat genie related. And then there was Road to Friendship where Starlight and Trixie try to travel to Saddle Arabia (which is an important location in I Dream of Twilight Sparkle)... and yet never actually get there. So even on the few times that I was hoping to be excited about a Starlight episode, it dropped the ball. Partly my fault for getting so hyped about something that wasn't promised, but I would of loved to at least SEEN canon Saddle Arabia.

I'd never say that I hated Starlight back during the show's run. But she was a frustrating character for certain back then. I couldn't hate Starlight as much as some others did, but at the same time I couldn't like her as much as others. She was in likability limbo. For every fun and or good moment that included her, it's brought right back by either lingering problems that arised from the Season 5 finale or otherwise dropping the ball in some way.

In some ways, she's still a frustrating character. Though that's just how it'll always be with the canon Starlight. It's up entirely now to fanon to give their approach on Starlight that was never done in Canon. With SOTDT, I obviously did a bit of a "Fine, I'll do it myself" when it comes to making Starlight a more satisfactory character for me. Though I'm sure there are many interpretations that are vastly different from how I approached it that can satisfy others and probably be more popular and better written then mine. (My interpretation might be understandably controversial just for Starlight being put back on a path where she'll likely become an Alicorn eventually. Something Starlight detractors feared the most. Though I think I at least try to explain as best I could that makes sense with the story, her cutie mark moment being similar to Twilight's, and the identity of her mother. And I myself sort of feared Starlight becoming an Alicorn might happen, so for me to actually write it so that it might be inevitable. That's just how much of a 180 I've taken on Starlight because of writing SOTDT)

I think I mentioned this before, but I can pretty much say that in a way that I can actually say I like Starlight now. But sort of in a "FiM's biggest missed opportunity" sort of way that it becomes sort of sad to look at how canon Starlight was done. Rather then me simply shrugging her off back when I didn't care so much about her. I also understand it's a bit cheating to say I like Starlight now after doing my own sort of fanfic that had her in a major role since that might be me tooting my own horn a bit.

Though I will say as much as necessary that I am very aware alot of what happens in SOTDT would have been impossible to do in canon and I don't plan on pushing what I did to expand on Starlight's backstory as gospel. It only applies to what I'm doing on the blog, I will not be making a case that my interpretation is the only correct one. I'd actually welcome seeing some different interpretations on things such as who Starlight's mother is, what they feel her past was like outside of the Sunburst leaving incident, and/or especially how Starlight originally got her cutie mark. (I've even said my personal guess is different then how I did it in SOTDT, as my guess is she got it the first time she discovered the cutie mark removal spell). Cause if nothing else, I've realized Starlight is a very interesting character that I think would be fun to explore all the possibilities with. It certainly could be something for those still on the G4 train to talk with one another about.

[linphd]

monoma x fem!reader | hateful sex [comfort] [3/3]

neito monoma x reader

female reader

When (Y/N) comes back from a fight with huge scars, nobody is able to cheer her up. Thus, they call Neito.

warning : kinda angsty themes, insecurities.

for those who didn't read the smuts but want to read the comfort : know that neito and (y/n) used to hate each other and actually ended up having hateful sex, throughout their 1st year. during their 2nd year, it wasn't a secret anymore bc they actually got closer and closer, and have to stop denying they love each other!!!

That fight was the worst one (Y/N) had ever gotten into. It was because she was still Rock Lock's intern, she had to fight alongside him. But the yakuzas were too strong for her. She came out of there alive, but she had blood all over her body. She had been fighting with that one drunk guy with knives, and he cut her deep enough for him to severe big veins and arteries. She swore there was that one cut she could see her bone through.

        After being healed by Recovery Girl and spending some days at the hospital -she didn't want anyone to visit her, and as scary as she was, people respected her choice and only texted her, so only her parents visited her- she went back to the dorms and stayed in her room.

Many of her friends walked to her, tried to talk to her. But (Y/N) didn't reply. She could tell that they would stare at her scars, because according to her, they were the most noticeable thing on her body, despite them being hidden under her clothes.

         She had even ignored her texts, for days. Sometimes, her friends would catch her going to the bathroom or taking something to eat from the fridge, but she wouldn't talk to them a lot. Of course, every time Mina or Momo would start a conversation, (Y/N) would reply. But that was it, and it had been like that for a whole week.

       But that night, (Y/N) had forgotten her phone on a counter in the kitchen, as she had made some effort and had eaten with a few friends of her -still not wanting her whole class to see her. The girls only wanted to give it back to her, but it buzzed. Thus, Mina and Ochaco thought it was a great idea to see who it was, Mina knowing the girl's password.

neito

your periods are way too long

(y/n)

stfu

neito

just tell me what's wrong then 🙄 is it because of your fight with the villain? you told me you were okay

(y/n)

I was at the hospital but now I'm back I'm just tired

neito

so you WERE HURT WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME

(y/n)

I told you I'm okay I'm at the dorms rn I just didn't talk cause I was tired

neito

sleep then maybe I'll walk by 😏

(y/n)

please don't

and stop with that emoji

*NEW* : neito

you chose to like me so you have to like the emojis

         ''I'm actually quite shocked that she didn't give him a shitty nickname.'' Mina said. ''Girls, don't look. I'm going to give her back her phone.'' Momo said, taking the phone off Ochaco's hands and walking to (Y/N)'s room. The brunette knocked, and as she heard a hum, she opened the door. ''(Y/N), you forgot your phone.'' Her friend was turning her back to her, her body under the sheets of her bed. She was watching some random show on her computer, but Momo wanted her to feel better. She had noticed a tiny scar on her cheek, maybe it had some implication in her state of mind ?

''Do you want me... to call Monoma ?'' The brunette asked, out of the blue. And even if (Y/N) stayed silent at first, she ended up saying : ''You know what ? Yeah. Please call him.'' She replied. Maybe she was too scared to call someone herself. Momo nodded, and actually used the girl's phone to call him, before settling it back on a table next to the bed. Then, she walked out, not wanting to bother (Y/N) more than she had already done.

A few minutes after, Neito arrived, not even minding to knock at the door -but still carefully locking it after. When he saw (Y/N) all wrapped in her blankets, the blonde took off his shoes before jumping on the bed. He was back from a training, so he had the U.A sports outfit on. ''What's so wrong you wouldn't talk to anyone for days ?'' He asked, his usual smile on. (Y/N) heavily sighed, and sat up, pushing the blankets. Thus, Neito moved to sit further on the bed, so she could have the space she was trying to have.

The girl started to take off her shirt, making him giggle. ''Naked already ? I thought you were tired.'' He said. However, as he noticed the look she gave him, he immediately regretted it and his smile faded, his eyes focusing on her skin now that her shirt was gone. Then he saw them ; the scars. They were enormous, and obviously weren't done healing. ''Don't you have bandages to put on it ?'' Neito only asked. He didn't care she had scars ; but why wasn't she taking care of them ?! ''Yeah but... when I put the bandages I remember I have them.'' She said.

        Slowly, the blonde touched and traced his fingers gently around one of the scars, making her hiss. ''Does it hurt ?'' He asked. ''Obviously !'' He scoffed. ''That's why we use bandages, dumbass.'' He said. But (Y/N) didn't reply. She looked like she was about to cry, but she didn't. Instead, she actually gave him everything they needed to heal her scars. As Neito started to disinfect them, he wondered why she was so sad about it. ''What's wrong with those, anyway ?'' He asked, not even thinking about teasing her and give her his crazy smile he would always give. Even a smirk didn't cross his mind.

         ''I'm gonna have them forever ! If I ever get outside in a swimsuit or something, it'll be the first thing people will notice !'' The girl replied. ''So what ? Heroes have scars. It shows that they fight. We should respect heroes with scars, they did that to themselves to protect civilians.'' It wasn't really the words that surprised (Y/N) -even though they were surprisingly wise and kind- but it was the fact that Neito Monoma had been the one pronouncing them.

          She remained quiet during the whole thing. When the blonde was finally done wrapping the bandages around her, she put back on her pyjamas top. ''What do you want to do ? What were you watching ?'' He asked, settling himself on her bed. ''A show, but we can put on a movie.'' She said, getting under the blankets just as he had. (Y/N) quickly put a random movie on her computer before turning to hug Neito. He chuckled at the gesture and hugged her back, resting his cheek against her head.

         ''What do you want to do, hm ?'' He asked. ''Just hug and stay quiet.'' She replied. They did remain quiet for a few minutes, only hearing each other breathing. ''I hate the scars cause I already don't like much how my body is, and now if I have big ass scars to catch everyone's attention, it's gonna get even worse. And people will pity me for it, heroes don't get pity ! It's the worst thing that could've happened !'' She whispered, feeling her tears falling on the boy's chest.

       However, Neito reacted the only way he could ; by mocking her. ''That's not very a way to stay quiet.'' He said. But actually, it made (Y/N) burst out laughing. ''Oh my God, I was confessing something !'' she said, looking at him, smiling. But suddenly, her smile faded. She cupped his cheeks, looking deep into his eyes. ''What ?'' He whispered. ''I think I don't hate you anymore. You won't want to see me again if that's the case, right ? If I hated you I wouldn't want you here, but I know it's not the case cause I'm scared that you won't talk to me anymore !'' She said, sniffling.

        The blonde only rolled his eyes. ''(Y/N), I stopped hating you the first time I slept in your bed instead of going back to my dorm.'' He said, in a casual tone. It made the girl gasp. ''So it stopped being hateful sex a while ago ! Why didn't you tell me ?!'' She asked, actually confused if she had to laugh or not -some giggles escaped her mouth, then. Her reaction made the blonde mirror her action and giggle, actually caressing her cheek once he had calmed down.

        ''Cause I like those little sessions we have together. I would be so sad if you don't want anyone to see your body ever again only because of some scars. If you heal them well, they'll disappear a lot. And Eri can help, right ?'' he asked referring to the girl (Y/N) and the others had rescued from that terrible fight. She remained silent, only gulping and staring at him. ''Do you know how much I actually love you ?'' He asked, out of the blue. It only made her blink. ''I never wanted to tell you cause I wanted you to say it first. I'm not weak enough to admit it first. But you need to hear it, right ?'' He asked.

         And as soon as he said so, (Y/N) forgot about her scars. He didn't care about them, was even saying positive things about them, right ? She wasn't going to make love -it was considered this now- with anyone else, right ? She knew they had a love-hate relationship. All this time, she had hoped those little kisses and hugs here and there meant something. Thus, as he comforted her and accepted to give up on his ego only for her to feel better, she knew it wasn't the hate speaking.

        And at this moment, she couldn't love him more. Maybe they could finally admit they loved each other, and stop making their classmates roll their eyes at their denial. Maybe they could still have hateful sex, but love each other once it was over. It had worked during all this time, right ? They obviously loved each other whenever they were done, and it worked, despite them denying it, right ?

          Cause as much as (Y/N) wanted to hate herself at the fact she would date the rival of her class, she couldn't, as he had been the only one she was looking for during her breakdown. That meant he was home to her. He was her emotional support. Even if they wanted to kill each other most of the time. ''Fucking loser, you admitted it first.'' (Y/N) said, before bursting out laughing. And even if it was because her scars weren't healed yet, Neito was going to win the pillow fight by fucking destroying her. She deserved him, calling him a loser and laughing at his face ! But yeah... they could still hate each other. They could just admit it a bit less, now.

kind of AU where they fought the yakuzas in 2nd year

[wickedbarnes]

Forbidden Fruit (Pt. 3) | Keanu Reeves x Reader

Part 2

WARNING: Daddy kink/issues. Age gap. Smut (18+ readers ONLY).

NOTE: 2nd picture above is the picture of your outfit.

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If Keanu was a good man, he wouldn't be doing this. If he was anywhere near as good as people told him to be he wouldn't be standing in the shower, letting the cold water run down his back while he had his calloused hand wrap around his own cock.

He wouldn't be stroking it to the thought of his girlfriend's daughter. He wouldn't be hissing and cursing her name underneath his breath. And he definitely wouldn't be fantasizing about her all the time. But here he is, teasing his twitching cock by swirling his thumb around his tip, whimpering at the thought of you being on your knees for him and just being the best girl by running your soft warm tongue on his thick length.

Keanu should be thinking about your mom. Not that he didn't find her attractive, he did. Your mom is very beautiful and there was certainly no denying you got your good looks from her but... Keanu already felt their relationship was reaching its end.

There just wasn't anything left to fight for anymore. They both lived in the same house and yet they acted like complete strangers. Yes, Keanu is busy with his motorcycle company and your mom is busy with her own job, but he couldn't help but feel as if your Mom no longer put the same effort in the relationship. It felt completely one sided.

But they had come to the agreement of trying again. Of trying to see if this would still work. So they had tried to go out for dates, tried to spend more time together and everything was going well so far. Keanu loves your mother, there's no doubt about that. But then you came in.

Not that he's claiming he loves you. But Keanu is certainly lusting over you. Your beauty and innocence is so refreshing to him. And the fact that something filthy hid underneath that innocence drove him crazy. He tried his best to distance himself from you, he really did. But something about you just drew him in. And he couldn't even pinpoint what it was.

So for today, Keanu has made the decision of going out and visit Arch, the company he had co-founded, finish what needs to be finished today instead of working at home. With your mother away for work, he wouldn't even know if he could control himself around you. Not that he didn't like your company, but deep down he knew he needed some time apart from you.

Once he got out of the shower after he just finished a sinful activity in there, Keanu began to dry himself off and began to get ready for work.

Meanwhile, after your interesting encounter with your mother's boyfriend this morning, you had decided to catch up with some of your old friends here in town since it had been quite a while the last time you saw each other. Thankfully, your boss was kind enough to let you get about three weeks off at work. And in all honesty, you deserved to have the break. You worked your ass off in order to have the chance to go back home.

It was already 11 AM and you had took the chance to start getting ready. Rummaging through your closet, you had eventually found an old flowy white mini dress that had cute little puff sleeves. You had completely forgot about this dress and immediately regret that you didn't pack it with you when you moved away. Thankfully, it didn't have any stains on it so you decided to wear that one since it was perfect for a weather like this.

After changing into the dress, you quickly did your make up, making sure you opted for a natural look before you let your hair down from your bun, letting it fall into loose waves. Once you did one last check in your mirror, you grabbed your black purse and shoved in your essentials inside before slipping in a pair of white sandals on.

You were going to meet up with your chilhood friends, Layla and her older brother, Landon who just came home from a business trip in Greece. You were very excited to see them again that when you got out of your room, you immediately collided with Keanu's body causing him to almost lose his balance before his put his other hand on the wall to steady himself while the other grabbed your arm to keep yourself from falling.

"Woah, easy there, sweet girl." Keanu chuckled and you blushed a light shade of pink from embarrassment before you gained your balance and stepped back from him a bit.

"I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." You replied sheepishly, refusing to look at Keanu in the eye after the conversation you two had earlier but it was so hard standing there when you felt his eyes on you.

Keanu took in your appearance and how... innocently tempting you look. The white dress looked so good on you and the fact that it stopped mid-thigh drove him closer to the edge. You looked like a delicate little angel and Keanu wanted so badly to ruin you then and there. To corrupt you like no one else has. But he quickly pushed those sinful thoughts away before he could actually push you up against the wall and devour you.

"You're going out, I see." He spoke after some time, clearing his throat in the process and you nodded your head, finally having the courage to look up at him and Keanu had to fight the urge to cup your face and kiss you roughly on your plump lips.

"Mhm. I'm spending the day with some friends. I'm meeting them downtown at the pizzeria." You smiled and Keanu seemed to perk up at the news.

"Is that so? I'm on my way to work and I usually pass by there all the time. Alberto's Pizzeria, correct?" He asked causing you to nod.

'Oh God, please don't tell me he'll give me a ride.' You silently thought but fate is never at your side.

"Lemme give you a ride, it'll save you some time and effort." He offered and you immediately shook your head causing him to frown a bit.

"N-No! No, it's okay, I can manage. It's not really that far and I don't want you to be late for work." You quickly reasoned out, hoping he would just drop it.

"Nonsense, sweet girl. They can't really scold me for being late if I own the company." He joked, causing you to widen your eyes a bit. You had no idea he owned a company.

"Wait, you own the company you're working at?" You saw the slight blush on Keanu's cheek as he averted his gaze to the floor and smiled bashfully as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Yeah, I do. I co-founded it with my friend. It's a motorcycle company called Arch." His answer caused you to look at him with amazement written on your face and Keanu chuckled at how adorable you looked.

"That's amazing, Keanu. How many motorcycles have you manufactured?" You asked, genuinely interested with the topic and Keanu's heart swelled in pride once he saw how curious you are to know how his company worked.

Your mom had never been interested with these kind of things. Although she'd listen to Keanu ramble about his love for motorcycles, he could see and sense her disinterest towards the topic that he would just eventually stop talking about it in front of her. He didn't want to bore her with a topic she's not bothering to listen to.

"Well, I can't really count it on my fingers anymore but if you want, I can show you the latest motorcycle we just launched. It's the one we're riding today." His words caused your eyes to lit up as a smile made its way to your face.

"Really? I've never ridden a motorcycle before, I actually want to try it but I don't think my outfit is appropriate for motor riding." Your pouted at the realization and Keanu couldn't help but let out a laugh at your expression as he shook his head.

"Don't worry too much, sweet girl. Come, I'll show it to you." Keanu nodded his head over to the stairs and you followed him down just in time for the door to open to reveal your Mom coming in looking tired as ever.

Your Mom's schedule had recently changed from day shift to night shift. And now, she just came home from work after going overtime. Usually, she'd be home by 8 AM but that wasn't the case today.

"Mama." You greeted softly and made your way towards her and kissing her cheek.

"Hey, baby. You going out?" She asked and you could perfectly see the bags underneath her eyes. She looked so tired. You nodded your head and stepped aside as she went over to greet Keanu.

You silently watched as Keanu dipped his head down and pressed a soft kiss on your mom's lips before giving her a quick hug. It seemed that Keanu already knew how tired your mother was that he immediately let her go upstairs so she could get some rest. But you somehow caught the flash of sadness on his face.

You weren't dumb. You saw how things between him and your mom seemed quite rough lately and you somehow felt guilty for lusting for Keanu behind your mother's back. You quickly looked away when Keanu turned his attention back to you. You two eventually made your way outside the house afted Keanu locked it, making sure no one would break in especially with your Mom at home all alone.

"Wait here, sweetheart." You watched as Keanu made his way to the garage and disappeared inside. You looked around and softly hummed a random song under your breath as you waited patiently for Keanu to come back.

And when he did, your jaw dropped at the sexy looking motorcycle that Keanu rolled out. His company logo plastered on the vehicle. You stepped closer and lightly ran your fingers over to the ride and Keanu stood there, silently watching you observe the vehicle he had proudly made with his partner.

"This is amazing, Keanu, it looks great, it's beautiful." You smiled and Keanu smiled sheepishly at your comment.

"Thank you, sweet girl. This is the Arch KRGT-1. It sounds great and it rides amazing. This one has different other colors of course but I chose to take home the black one." He chuckled.

"It suits you though." You replied causing Keanu to raise his eyebrows at your comment.

"Really now? How so?"

"Uhm... well, it looks sophisticated. It looks great for adventures, I take it you're an adventurous person. It also looks vintage in a way." You paused and looked into his warm brown eyes, "Fast."

Your last word caught Keanu completely off guard. He was old enough to know that was a secret code for something more. Fuck, you were such a huge fucking tease and he couldn't do anything about it although he damn wished he did.

You saw the change in Keanu's expression and how his eyes somehow got darker. His stare eventually got more piercing and you had to look away, gulping. Eventually, Keanu handed you a helmet.

"Put it on for me, baby." He gently ordered you, his voice deeper which made you press your thighs together a bit. He had no idea how badly that voice did things to you.

Taking the helmet from him, you put it on and secured it on place before you stepped aside for a bit and let him get on the vehicle. The sight of him on a fucking motorcycle almost made you fall onto the concrete floor on your knees.

You knew Keanu wearing a white v-neck shirt, jeans, boots along with a black leather jacket made him more delicious than he already is but him wearing that outfit while riding a motorcycle, you were thankful your panties weren't hitting the floor at this moment.

Keanu put his helmet on and secured it on his head before looking back at you.

"Hop on, baby, just grab onto my shoulders." He smiled and you nodded your head as you placed your foot on the footpeg before grabbing onto Keanu's shoulders as you swung your left leg over to the other side until you lowered yourself down onto the seat.

"Good girl." He praised, his lips tugging into a smirk and you were thankful you're sitting behind him so he couldn't see the blush on your face.

"Put your arms around my waist, honey." Keanu instructed and you immediately obliged as you wrapped your arms slowly around his waist and you somehow felt his body tensing a bit under your touch before he relaxed. Interesting.

"Hold on tight, baby. We're going fast today." You giggled at his comment and with that, Keanu started the engine and rode away from your house, smiling at the feeling of the wind hitting his face while your arms were securely wrapped around his waist.

This was the first time you had ridden a motorcycle and you couldn't believe you hadn't tried and done this before. You had co-workers who offered you a ride on their motorcycle passed up the opportunity since they had always got off before you did. You were happy Keanu had offered you to ride with him.

Keanu had even gone a little faster which caused you to squeal and playfully hit him on the shoulder and you could hear his melodius laugh over the noise of the busy street. You had eventually reached the pizzeria and you could see Layla and Landon waiting inside as they conversed with each other, they hadn't seen you yet.

As Keanu parked his motorcycle to the side, you carefully got off and took off the helmet he lended for you and gave it to him with a smile on your face.

"Thank you, Keanu, that was really fun." You giggled and Keanu bowed down his head for you.

"The pleasure was all mine, mi lady." He replied in a posh british action which made you burst out laughing.

"Hey, that was a great British accent." He says, his lips pouting and you had tried your best to stop your giggles and the sight caused Keanu's lips to tug into a grin.

"Never said it wasn't." You teased before you looked back at the restaurant, "Well, I best be on my way. Thank you for the ride, Keanu, I really appreciate it."

"It was no big deal, baby. Just gimme a call if you need a ride home, okay?" You blushed at his offer but nodded your head in response as you watched him start up the motorcycle once again.

"Drive safely, okay?" You said in a soft voice which made Keanu smile.

"I will, sweet girl. Have a nice day today. And be safe."

"Same goes for you." And with that, Keanu rode away with his motorcycle and you gave him a little wave which he saw in his side mirror.

This was a very good day for him.

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It was around 10 PM by the time you got home and thankfully, Landon had brought his car with him and gave you a ride home. You had thanked them for a wonderful day before you had walked up to the front door and opened it with your keys.

Your Mom is already at work by now and you assumed Keanu is already asleep since he went to work today. You guessed he was just as tired as you are. Dropping your purse on the coffee table, you made your way to the kitchen to drink some water when you heard some noises upstairs.

After taking big gulps of water, you put the empty glass in the sink and carefully made your way upstairs where you heard the noises starting to progress louder making you freeze in place. It was Keanu.

You heard his muffled groans and his moaning and despite the fact the noises caused your cunt to go wet, you really weren't planning on walking in on him having sex with your Mom but that seemed impossible. Your Mom was at work and you didn't hear anyone else with him. Unless your mom or whoever it is with him is good at keeping quiet.

You took a deep breath and silently tiptoed your way to the master's bedroom where Keanu had made a mistake of leaving the door slightly open. You didn't know what you were expecting. Did you expect Keanu having sex with your Mom? Yes. Did you expect him having someone else in the bed with him? Perhaps. But did you expect to find him stroking his own fucking cock with his eyes closed and brows furrowed as sinful noises escaped his lips? Certainly fucking not.

This was a sight to see. It seemed that Keanu didn't hear you come home because if he would have, he would've stopped what he was doing. Or maybe... maybe he knew but he decided to continue.

You bit your bottom lip as you watched his hands go up and down on his cock, his thumb swirling around the tip of his cock, smearing the oozing pre-cum all over his shaft and you wanted nothing more than to run your tongue across it, wanting to know how he tastes.

You quietly pushed the door open more to get a much clearer view of Keanu pleasuring himself. You didn't know what came over you but you found yourself hiking up your dress and slipping your hands in between your thighs and teasing your folds over your white laced panties.

The noises he made caused your breathing to go erratic but what completely made you whimper right then and there was when you heard these exact same words that came out of Keanu's lips.

"Oh God, I- Y/N, doll, you're so fucking good, how are you so good, baby?" Keanu groaned as he cupped his balls with his other hand and threw his head back as a growl emits from his mouth, "Fuck, Y/N, you make daddy feel so good."

Your name. You heard your fucking name from him. He was moaning your name. He was masturbating to the thought of you. The fact made you whimper and Keanu's eyes immediately shot open to find you standing at the doorway, hand in between your thighs and lust swimming in your eyes.

You gulped nervously as you saw his dark eyes staring at you. Keanu knew he should get dressed and apologize for whatever it was that he was doing right now. Apologize for letting you see him like this. And apologize for masturbating to you. But he couldn't find himself to do it. Not when you were standing there in front him, possibly touching yourself while he was stroking his own fucking cock.

"I-I... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I just-" You stammered, not really knowing what to say as you pulled your hand away, embarrassment slowly seeping its way into your body when Keanu had cut you off.

"Come here." His words caught you off guard causing you to stop and stare at him for a moment.

"W-What?" You watched as Keanu smirked before he shifted on the bed as he sat upright with his back against the headboard, his gaze never leaving you.

"I said come here." He repeated himself, his voice gruff and husky.

"You knew better than to watch me, baby doll. You're such a naughty girl, aren't you?" Keanu asked, giving you a shit-eating grin.

Oh, you were fucked.

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