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nii-chans-rabiddogs · 2 years ago

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Interrogation

TWs: Dehumanization, collars, muzzles, threats, panic attack.

@cupcakes-and-pain @maracujatangerine

Seren was just taking off a really constricting harness when Hunter stalked through the door. I don’t like him, cuz he towers above everyone all the time and looks really mean and scary and he’s always glaring no matter what he’s looking at, and I’m scared he’ll start yelling but he never does. Seren looks up at him for a second, before folding the harness up and putting it back in the box. We were only halfway through the second one, and it was the worst; Seren kept baby-talking me like I was just a puppy and I couldn’t respond cuz my mouth was too dry and she never gave me anything to drink, or any more chocolates cuz I’d “get too spoiled” which was rude.

“Trainer Seren. I hope it has been well-behaved for you?” Hunter inquired, politely nodding at her. She nodded back, and I curled into myself.

“Puppy gets a little confused sometimes, but that’s expected, what with everything. Reacts nicely to chocolates, but can be a bit stubborn, which, again, is expected. Terribly anxious though, but seems like he might have quite a bit of energy. I’ll verify later, although I do have to ask: Is he goin’ to be attack, recon, or guard?” Seren unhooked my leash as she spoke, making me stand up. Hunter took the leash, which was really scary cuz he looked really, really strong…

“Whichever you think will work best. He will be kept either way, so it’s entirely up to you what you train him in, and how. He’s simply too… open, to let back out. No need to leave loose ends lying around.”

“Aight, I’ll run him through some tests once you’re all finished. Might want to get going though; Puppy’s trying to merge with the floor.”

I glared at Seren, angry at how she called me out. I curled further into a ball as Hunter turned his gaze to me, and it felt like someone was trying to drive needles under my skin, which was a horrible feeling and made me want to cry and rip off my skin. He tutted, and nodded again to Seren before turning around and walking out of the room at what I think he thought was slow, but I had to jog just to keep from getting dragged. I went a little faster while also trying to stay as far as I could from him. He led me out of the kennels, turning right and walking down the hall. How many halls were there? Just how big is this place?! It didn’t look very different from the first hallway, but the paintings were normal and there’s a lot more people walking around, too. They all greeted Hunter, but none of them ever tried to stop us. We turned around another corner, and went all the way to the end of the hall towards a door that had Hunter’s name on it. I leaned back, trying to slow him down or make him stop or something, and he yanked on the leash. I stumbled forward, just barely catching myself, when he opened the door and shoved me inside. It looked like those really rich people’s offices, but darker and several bones everywhere. They actually looked kinda cool, but they had little nameplates under them that made them a lot less cool and a lot more scary.

Hunter shoved me forward, so I went back to staring at the floor and focused on getting away from him. He told me to sit, so I sat in the chair next to us. It was all metal, a lot unlike the one across the desk, which is really soft looking, and a dark blue-ish grey. Hunter slipped the end of the leash around a hook on the side of his desk, and took the wire muzzle off before sitting down. I folded my arms around my stomach and looked around. He stared at me so I stared at everything else. I don’t even know why he wants me, it’s not like I ever get told anything. Detective says that he can’t talk about his work cuz it’s “confidential” and the heroes always go to a boardroom, leaving me with snacks and my switch. I really want to be with the heroes right now…

“Drink up. You won’t be getting much more after this.” Hunter snapped, setting a small glass of water in front of me.

I jumped, snapping my head up to stare at him, before immediately looking at the glass instead. I stared at it for a couple seconds, before slowly reaching for it. My hands were shaking, cuz Hunter hasn’t looked anywhere else this entire time and he always hurts people, cuz he’s a supervillain and that's what they do, don’t they? I let out a loud huff, before flinching and deciding to just drink the water so he wouldn’t get mad and start yelling. I took a small sip at first, before drinking most of it in one go. I set the glass down, trying to get my breathing back in control, while Hunter just kept on staring. I started fiddling with part of the leash, feeling around the letters on it and watching as it reflected a bit in the light. Finally, he leaned back and settled his hands on the arms of his chair. At least he was a tiny bit further away, now.

“So, Ghost, would you like to tell me how you and Detective Gunner met? Quite interesting for Detective Gunner to just take on a child out of the blue, after all.”

“...um, well- he, I, uhh. I don’t, I dunno.” I muttered leaning back into my chair and shrinking into myself again. His gaze hardened and I ducked my head down so I wouldn’t have to look at him, cuz he was really scary.

“You don’t know. Ghost. I would like to inform you that this would go much easier if you told me now. I’d hate to let such a good little dog get damaged for being difficult.”

I froze, and had to manually start breathing again, cuz Hunter was glaring at me, and he was really scary and he was gonna hurt me and yell at me and the detective isn’t here, or the heroes so they can’t stop him and they don’t know I’m here or else they would’ve already gotten me, or they left me here and, and-

I tried to take a deep breath, but it didn’t work and it feels like I’m getting choked, and suddenly I was back in the warehouse with a gun shoved down my throat choking and coughing and dying and no one's gonna help me, please, help me, just make it stop please, please, please- I jerked back, staring at the hand Hunter just slammed down on the desk. He scoffed at me, glaring like I killed his dog, and I stopped breathing again-

“Calm. Down.” He commanded, and I’m too scared to look away right now.

“Now, how did you and Detective Gunner meet? Do not make me ask again.”

“...He was… He- him n the police were checking out a warehouse I was in when I was seventeen…” I whispered, trying to keep my breathing level but it still felt like I wasn’t getting enough oxygen.

“Seventeen? And how old are you now exactly?”

“...nine, nineteen, sir…”

“Hm. Why were they checking out the warehouse?” He leaned back again, and I looked down at my duckie socks. They weren’t very bright anymore.

“I dunno. They just said something about a villain being… oh, uhm. Just something about a villain being spotted, uhm, sir…”

“Hm. So you are the little streetrat that snitched, I see.” He mused, and I tensed, trying to remember to breathe.

“Well, nothing I can do about that now, I suppose. You and the detective visit the Xertic Agency frequently, correct?” I nodded, still staring at my little duckie socks.

“It’s incredibly curious, a detective bringing in a random child to a hero agency. What did you do that had Detective Gunner let you into the agency regularly?”

“...I dunno… I just- he brought me along one day then kept doing it?”

“Is that a question or an answer? You must have done something.”

“I- I dunno, I never, I don’t think so? I just told him about- about villains I saw during the night, or whatever, cuz they were always cool looking or, or doing something weird. I didn’t do anything.” I whispered, wiggling my toes cuz they started feeling really numb again. Hunter sighed, and feeling my heart stop beating for a split second is really scary.

“Fine. Who were the heroes you interacted with?”

“Uhm, Monsoon, X-ray, and that one intern that always has candy on her.”

Hunter stared at me, not saying anything so I tried to think of more heroes I talked with.

“Well, there- uh, I talked to Skyrise once too? And some of Detective’s friends, but I dunno their names, so…”

“Have you ever talked to Phoenix? Or have you been around him?”

“...No? He- Phoenix is always busy, doesn’t have enough time to talk to me or the interns, usually. I’ve only ever seen him on TV.” I feel like I shouldn’t be saying this, cuz no one ever gives info up this easily in the movies, but Hunter’s really, really, super scary and I don’t wanna get yelled at or hurt, and he’ll be nice if I just say stuff, right?

“Interesting. The detective started focusing on finding me and my base, why.”

“I- I actually don’t know, cuz he disappeared n didn’t tell me or anyone the reason, I don’t think. Ms. Secretary said he wanted to get promoted that one time though, and he said something like that too when I was… when you found me, so. He, uh, really, really wanted a promotion? Well, he sometimes talked about it before, but never.. That much?” Hunter raised his eyebrow at me, so I shut my mouth again.

“He… was after a promotion?” Hey, no need to sound so disbelieving. I mean, I had to deal with that first, yknow. I nodded at him, and he looked like he was trying to figure out the world’s worst, horrible-est puzzle ever. It was weird.

“And why, exactly, was he planning on hunting me down to do so?” Oh hunting, Hunter, I get it. Wait. I shrugged, glancing through my bangs at him. He looked a little angry now, actually…

Eventually, he let out a really long sigh. He covered his mouth in the most cliché thinking face ever, so I focused really hard on not biting the leash. It looked like it would be fun to chew on, but I don’t think Hunter would appreciate it and I don’t wanna make him angrier than he already is. I bit my lip, idly chewing on it while I tried to figure out why he cared so much. I mean, I know Detective’s behavior was odd, but that was just cuz he was stressed… I hope. I dunno why Hunter himself would be invested, unless Detective actually found something? But why would he care about me? I’m not allowed to listen to any conversations in the precinct or the agency, they always send me to a different room, or they choose to leave. Maybe, maybe it’s just cuz I was in the warehouse that night? I let out a small whine, and immediately flinch and snap my teeth together. I risked a look at Hunter, but I can’t tell if he didn’t notice or just doesn’t care. He catches me looking and narrows his eyes, which is mildly terrifying.

“Hm. I don’t suppose you have any more answers for me?” I very quickly shake my head no. “So I thought. Stand up.”

I stood up as fast as I could, and almost fell over but caught myself with the metal chair that I forgot about. Hunter unhooked the leash from his desk, before grabbing my face very suddenly and slamming the muzzle in place. He made it a lot tighter than Seren did, then turned around and pulled open the door. He led us back towards the kennels and I tried very hard to not have another panic attack. We passed more people on the way back, but no one said anything this time. They all just got out of the way and kept walking. I don’t like that very much, actually.

We reached the kennels, and I barely kept up with him walking way too fast. Seren met us halfway, which was amazing, and I tried not to breathe too loudly.

“You may proceed with its training. You have my permission to cause harm. The detective won’t find him. Just be sure he only talks with explicit permission, I do not appreciate how talkative Doctor Everly has reported him to be. Nor do I want him interacting with anyone other than you, and any trainees you may have.”

Seren took the leash from Hunter with a nod, and he very briskly turned around and knocked me outta the way to leave. Seren just shook her head, before leading me back to the kennel I was in before. I didn’t wanna go in, but I also didn’t wanna make anyone else angry, so I reluctantly walked in. She reached over to unclip the leash, and started speaking.

“You sure did something to piss him off, puppy. Not sure how you got out of that uninjured. Whatever. Tomorrow we’ll start your training, so this is the only night you get something to help you sleep, got it? I’ll be the only person you’ll be interacting with for the next few months, so might want to celebrate while you can.”

I bit my lip and tried to say something, but Seren had already walked away to dig for something in the back. I wouldn’t actually be separated from everyone, right? They can't just do that, can they? Seren walked back over with a pill, a tiny little glass of water, and the first muzzle. I hid my face in my arms at the sight of it.

“Move your arms, pup. If you don’t behave, then you won’t get any water at all. Understood, mutt?” Seren snapped, tapping her foot on the floor. I flinched at the insult, but put my arms down and let her take off the wire muzzle. She held the water and pill out to me, so I popped the pill in my mouth and drank the water. She took the little paper cup and shoved it into her pocket. She shoved the muzzle on my face, and made me turn around to clip it closed. After making everything just slightly too tight, she stepped out and closed the kennel door, locking it. She walked off, flipping off the light as she went. I was left in the dark, scared and starting to feel really, really tired. I whimpered, and slid down to the floor. Detective would come and get me soon, right? He has to, it’s his job, isn’t it? He wouldn’t leave me here, would he?

#tw dehumanization #tw collar #tw muzzle #tw threats #tw panic attack #whump writing #almost pet whump but not just yet #Ghost #Hunter #Seren #Poor ghostie boy #hopefully he can handle being isolated #hes gonna have a fun time soon #getting special training ;))#sorry ghostie im love you but you shoulda been more careful yknow #<3 #<33333

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somecalm-somechaos · 1 year ago

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I followed not far behind. Far enough to stay out of sight though enough to cause a fright amongst the chaperones teachers, and of course…the three I loathe the most. Damn cheerleaders. Now not all cheerleaders are bad…it’s just these 3 in particular. As we use to be friends. The 4 of us grew up together from kindergarten up. And some time in middle school they all blossomed they got prettier and bigger boobs and nice curves and hair and no acne on their face. I didn’t. And they began teasing me. Making fun of my braces and the occasional zit. The fact I was flat chested and looked like a boy cuz I had short hair while they had long flowy hair and all the boys loved them. And over the years their torment only grew worse til I avoided them at all costs everyday. Of course my mom tried to reason with them and talked to their parents. Successfully making my life much worse. We’re in high school now. And I’ve very much blossomed into a beautiful young lady. I grew out my hair I have long curly red hair now. I replaced my braces with an Invisalign I traded my glasses for contacts. I even updated my wardrobe. And I went to therapy. I was very depressed for a long time. But in making myself happy I seemed to have angered them more. Because their torments only grew but I learned to ignore and carry on. But this time they’d gone to far. And I’d had enough. I had scraped my arm and ripped my new dress on the scuffle with them when they cornered me shoving me and spinning me in circles to confuse me and knocked me into a bush sending me tumbling down a small embankment. I laid there for a moment to regain my bearings as I listened to them walking away laughing. So I waited til they were out of ear to get up. And I slowly crept my way back up. It took me a minute to start to catch up and when the idea sprang to me. Time for them to learn. So I fell back a little in my steps slowing down. Stepping behind trees and buildings as we came back into the little town we were visiting. I even picked up a newspaper I know silly right peeking over it to keep an eye on them and go unnoticed. It wasn’t until they had reached the cafe some 10 minutes later and the teacher did headcount they realized they’d lost me. They began to call for me frantically looking around. I ducked inside a book store where I could watch out the window unnoticed. As seconds turned to minutes I slowly watched those 3s faces become more anxious and scared. They began back tracing heading back asking people if they’d seen me. The chaperones questioned my class mates to see if anyone knew anything of where I was where they had last seen me. Nobody knew anything. Or so they claimed. I slipped out of the book store unnoticed and made my way back towards the embankment and waited in hiding as they began to make their way back to the hills we’d been exploring. I decided I’d limp my way out I still had sticks and leave In my hair from the original scuffle. The 3 who had pushed me had apparently broke and told the teacher what happened as tears streamed down their face while the teacher looked for me I crept my way out into the open fanning injury. In a weak voice I whimpered ‘help’ the teacher and several others rushed to my aid. I explained my side of what had happened to me with a few “extra” details. Leaving the 3 standing off to the side crying and visibly shaken. The teacher immediately called for their expulsion. And as we walked back toward the cafe those 3 trudging behind I turned slightly back to offer a wink and sly subtle grin which earned me their shocked looks as they went ghost white realizing I’d gotten them. Hopefully now. They had learned a harsh lesson.

A cruel prank by your bullies leaves you separated from the rest of the class. Instead of finding your way back, you decide to “go missing” and let the consequences catch up to them.

#writers #writing prompts #writers on tumblr #my writing

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sublimecatgalaxy · 3 years ago

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Politics and Violence- Part 4

Pairing: Elliot (Euphoria) x Reader

Summary: The morning after the reader and Elliot's eventful date, the reader goes home, anxious to fill her grandma in on all the details. She knows the woman can't hear her, but it was comforting to tell someone. The day seemed to be going good until her brother shares some odd news about a new house guest.

Song: "Time Machine" by WILLOW

Word Count: 2.7k

Warnings: Swearing, detailed mentions of sex, mentions of drugs.

A/n: Sorry this is out so late! I was excited about this chapter cuz it give a cute insight into her and her, kind of not helpful, grandma. Also, Faye, so like *shrug*. Let's see if you guys can pick up on how this story will go just based off of my word choices in here. Be little detectives😉

After last night with Elliot, I realized that was the best night of sleep I’ve ever had, in my whole life.

We both were sore the next morning, our bones aching and thighs burning from the hardcore work out that we experienced. It was more than worth it, both of us bashful as we said good morning and got ready. It was cute to see him nervous around me, somehow our relationship becoming even more intimate after sleeping together and sleeping together. It was a much needed intimacy, both of our cheeks hurting from the severity of our smiles.

I think it was different for the both of us to see each other in such an innocent light, the night prior being the opposite of anything innocent. He had the ability to be gentle and lack this intimidation and flirtation that he typically did, his eyes soft while he gazed over me. It was comforting.

“I think you’d like him, gram.” I whisper, sighing as I lean back in the chair beside her bed. Ash and Fez would never admit to anyone that they talk to our grandmother, though she’s lifeless and stoic in bed. The machines beep beside my head as my mind travels back to last night. “He’s really nice and, I don’t know what Fez told you but, he’s a really good guy. I think Fez is just being overbearing like usual.” I laugh quietly, my hand slipping into her hand as I watch her chest rise and fall in quiet breaths. Part of me hoped that one day she would wake up, begging to hear all about the stories that I had to tell her. Between the boys in my life- family or not- school and my dreams for the future. I would end up telling her all of these things anyways but the wish to have her actually here, listening, smiling, and making inappropriate remarks topped everything. “He’s really funny and I learned that he plays guitar. I’m kind of hoping that I can convince him to play me something of his own. He has like this speaking voice that is to die for so I can only imagine how he sounds when he sings.” My cheeks heat up at the thought, my eyes fluttering closed as I hear his voice from the night before.

I could write songs about your smile.

“Also, for a guy my age, he’s super emotionally intelligent and I think that’s fucking cool. You’d like him, I think.” I repeat and smile softly, my eyes fluttering over her aged face, remembering a time where she would practically stomp over men to get to the top, pushing them to the bottom of the food chain. The success that she had was tempting to achieve one day, but it didn’t stop the want and need for Elliot in my life.

And I’m well aware that I couldn’t have both.

“I know that you wouldn’t like the thought of me wanting to settle down, to have a normal life, but it appears that Fezco also has a girlfriend too. Whether he’s told you about that is beyond me but it looks like we’re both going against your wishes and falling in love.” I giggle, my hands fanning out her fingers to look at her nails. I’ll have to repaint them soon. “I think that Fezco would rather die than be seen as weak.” I frown, knowing that his greatest weakness was not only any care that he showed for Lexi Howard, but the love and care he felt for Ash and I. I knew that he would take a bullet for us. “You bestowed this fear in us that love was the thing that made us weak but I actually think it’s the fear of letting love in that makes a person even weaker.” I explain, looking up to see Fez in the doorway. He sends me a tight lipped smile, his gaze fluttering down to gram as he steps in the room. I didn’t mind him hearing my sentimental words, knowing that it was for the best that he heard it. He just calmly takes a seat down across from me, clasping his hands behind his head with a sigh.

“How was your date?” He asks, his question taking me off guard as I stutter a bit, fumbling for the right words. But before I can speak, he cuts me off. “You never came home last night- wondered why you were still there.” He adds simply, my eyebrows pulling together as I fight the urge to lunge over the bed and strangle him. He looks almost condescending as he tilts his head at me, but I knew that he knew I was at Elliot’s. I knew that he knew why I didn’t come home, but he just wanted me to say it out loud. He wanted me to say out loud that I was growing softer.

“We just got food and went back to his place. Watched a movie or two and fell asleep.” I shrug, vaguely leaving the part out where I was fucked into oblivion but he didn’t need to know that now, did he? He just nods simply, clicking his tongue on the roof of his mouth.

“Can you tell me next time?” He asks, my eyes squinting at him, confused at the intent of his words. “Wouldn’t want you out there, me or Ash not knowing where you are. You know how shit is.” He answers honestly, my snarky replies being sent out the window as I realize the intention behind his words. “We waited.” He shrugs simply, his hands fluttering down to look at my hand that still holds my grandmas, clinging to her and clinging to her life like Fez always has. “We sat up for you in the living room. Ash was all fucking excited to hear about how your date went.” He laughs bitterly, my eyebrows pulling together sadly as guilt consumes me. “I’m not tryna make you feel guilty and shit. Jus’ want you to know that we’re still here, depending on you, waiting for you to tell us shit. To tell me shit.” I can tell that his words are a silent plea for me to open up to him, uncomfortable with the way that our relationship has been going the last year or two. A soft smile spreads across my lips, nodding my head in acknowledgment as I try my best to crack the tension in the room.

“Not sure if you guys really wanna know about my sex life though.” I cringe, Fez bursting out into laughter as he throws his head back, waving me off quickly. Giggles bubble from my lips as I shrug, almost saying ‘well?’ but he just snorts, rubbing a hand over his face as he chuckles.

“Get the fuck outta here- you fucked that kid?” He asks, his jaw dropping in shock as tears prick my eyes, my whole body doubling over in laughter as I try to catch my breath. “Shit, sis, do we need to have the fuckin’ birds and the bees talk cuz I know damn well your school don’t teach that shit.” I cover my face in embarrassment as I flip him the finger, both of our laughter dying out as he whistles. “Shit, man. We gotta catch up sometimes before one of us screws this life thing up. Gotta hold each other accountable.” He rolls his eyes playfully, letting out a happy sigh as he shakes his head. “Ya know, Lexi’s real cool.” He mutters, his cheeks heating up vividly at the mention of the pretty girl. “Not really familiar with our lifestyle though. She don’t take me seriously when I say shit can go south and I could end up in a body bag, ya know?” He asks, the morbid question making my stomach drop. “But you know that shit. We been talkin’ about this since we was kids. It’s just gonna take her a bit to adjust, I think.” He rubs a hand over his beard as he smiles fondly, my heart warming at the thought of him opening up to someone other than me or my grandma. “I know you think I’m this fuckin’ tough guy and I know I’ve been kind of a tool lately but…” He trails off, his expression switching back to something a bit more serious as I smile sadly. “You my family; I’d die for you, I’d kill for you. So forgive me for gettin’ a little skittish about someone I don’t know bein’ in your life.” He doesn’t need to say anything else, my head just nods at his words, sending him a soft smile as he lets out a forced breath.

“Well if you tell me about your girlfriend then I’ll tell you about my boyfriend.” I offer with a shrug, a bashful smile spreading out across his lips.

“Shit, table that for now.” He chuckles, standing up as his phone buzzes, his eyebrows pulling together at the sight of the message. “Hey, come out with me for a sec, I need you to meet someone.” He nods me on to follow him, my eyebrows pulling together in confusion as I stand. It wasn’t often that he brought people to the house that I didn’t know, especially when it didn’t have to do with our job in the drug world. He almost always let me know if something was happening like a drug deal or anything that involved our job. So the fact that someone is just showing up… it made me nervous.

Making our way out into the living room, I take a seat next to Ash on the couch with a huff. “Do you know what this is about?” I ask him, his head shaking in a stern way as he rests his head on the back of the couch. “I’m sorry for making you two wait last night.” I frown, Ash just shrugging simply as he sends me a soft smile. I hold out a hand to him, his hand shaking mine simply.

“No hard feelings?” I laugh, his head bobbing in a quiet nod. I knew that Ash would never hold anything like that against me like Fez would. Ash trusted me more than Fez did, always has. Fez was the type to trust me more with his life than my own. Ash trusted me to take care of myself and make my own decisions for my life because of how well I took care of him. If I could keep Ash alive in all of his homicidal ways then I could keep myself alive. Fez refused to believe that.

My head turns to see a familiar face walking in behind Fez, a blonde girl following closely behind him. Where did I know them from? Ash lets out a quiet curse under his breath at the sight of the girl, his head shaking as he looks down at his hands. The three of them step into the living room, Fez sending me a warning look as it clicks in my head who the guy is.

“Sup, Y/n.” Custer smiles, sitting down on the chair to my right. I just send him a tight lipped smile, my arms folded over my chest in obvious defiance. Ash is as tense as I am, the room full of unsolved issues now that Custer sat his ass down. He was the reason that we were in deep shit with a local gangbanger, a woman who goes by Laurie having a tight noose around our neck since New Years. It was a simple misunderstanding with Rue and this girl, and it was safe for Laurie to assume that they were involved with the police. I understood why the situation happened and we probably would’ve done the same thing, but it could’ve been avoided.

“What’s going on, man?” Ash asks, turning his head to Fez with a stoic expression. He was even more pissed than I was, his eyes dark and angry as he avoids Custer’s curious gaze. I sit quietly, my eyes flickering to the girl as she smiles softly at me, her fingers fluttering in a wave. I just send her a smile in return, turning my attention back to my older brother as he explains.

“Custer got himself into shit. Since he’s been a help with the whole Laurie situation, I figured we’d do him a solid.” Fez explains vaguely, my brows pulling together as I turn to look at Ash, his shoulders shrugging.

“Why should we care?” Ash chuckles bitterly, his body moving to sit up straighter, his elbows resting on his knees as he points at Custer. “This motherfucker is not someone we should be trusting.” Ash warns, his voice low as he glares at Fez but I could tell that Fez agreed, so why the fuck were we doing this.

“What’re you not telling us?” I ask, Fez’s attention switching to me as I scoff. “What happened to filling us in on stuff? Does that only go one way now, huh?” Ash nods along with my angry words, his frustrated huff egging me on. “I’m sure she’s a lovely girl,” I pause, the blonde smiling brightly as I continue, “but why does anything involving them affect us?” I ask, looking for more clarification as Custer and Fez share a look, Ash cursing under his breath as realization flashes over his face. “Ash, what?” I ask, turning my body to him as he frowns, taking a deep breath.

“I killed Mouse. Custer knows I killed Mouse.” He whispers, my mind flickering back to the time where Ash took a hammer to Custer’s nose and killed Mouse with a hit to the head. My eyebrows pull together as I look at Custer, a small smirk on the man’s face as my face falls. Ash’s jaw clenches as he rubs a hand over his tense face, his shoulders rolling in anxiety.

“You motherfucker.” I’m out of my seat at a moment’s notice, my hand slapping Custer across the face as he yells out, a pair of arms wrapped around my waist to pull me away from him. I fight against Ash’s grip with a grunt, spitting in Custer’s face as he gasps, his hands immediately reaching up to wipe his face. “You think you can come in here, to my home, and blackmail us into housing your girlfriend because you guys fucked up?!” I scream, shoving Ash off of me and back down onto the couch as I get low into Custer’s face as he wipes his cheek, my fingers fisting the material of his shirt. He gasps quietly as he cowares, my head shaking tauntingly. “You are a lowlife scumbag if you think you can fucking blackmail my fourteen year old brother. You got shit with me, cool. Fez? Even cooler. But you don’t come after my kid.” I hiss, his eyes fearfully flickering back and forth between mine as he nods. Number one way to get on my shit list; threaten Ashtray.

“Faye needs a place to stay, Y/n. We gotta do it, I can’t tell you and Ash why.” Fez mutters behind me, watching me closely as I shove Custer away from me, a groan leaving his lips as he flops against the couch. I turn to Fez as Ash does the same, both of us immensely confused. “You gotta trust me here. Custer is gonna leave us the fuck alone and Faye is cool.” Faye looks up to Fez with a soft smile, her eyes a bit hazy. She looks like she’s straight out of the Grand Theft Auto game, closely resembling a hooker from the franchise. She looked nice enough, I guess. I take a deep breath as I share a hesitant look with Ash before turning to Custer.

“I want you out of my house.” I grit, watching the man as he steps to his feet, his hands rising in surrender. “And don’t even look at Ash. If you do so much as look at him, I’ll kill you.” I whisper, Ash reaching over to gently rub my arm, telling me silently to back off. Like a lioness with her cub… Custer shares one more look with Faye as Fez leads him out of the house, my eyes turning to the girl as she smiles softly, looking between Ash and I.

“You guys seem cool.” She says with a simple shrug, a tired laugh leaving my lips as I reach out to pull Ash into my arms.

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cinnbar-bun · 3 years ago

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Diluc Finding Out S/O Had Their Vision Taken

A/n: spoilers for Genshin Act 2, I just my fave cuz.,,, big love for him. Also angst. Reader is not the traveler!!

He is not one to harp on you or tell you where you need to go or what you should do. He trusts you fully. You are his lover, and as such, he puts his complete faith in you. You are strong, brave, and kind. Surely nothing too grave could happen?

As much as he tries to delude himself with detached statements of how you’ll be fine, he does worry. Sometimes he worries about what would happen if he couldn’t help you.

Work and business keeps you both preoccupied, and many times you both would be estranged for many days- perhaps even months- at a time.

But he tries to assure himself. You were his most trusted spy and intelligence agent, and you are his lover now. You are more than capable of handling anything.

You informed him you would be joining the Traveler on their journey to Inazuma. You had become attached to the poor thing after helping them a few times, and you felt it invaluable to learn about the situation in the closed off Land of Eternity.

He knew of the dangers. You knew of the risks. He wanted so bad to tell you to forget that place. To tell you it was pointless, unnecessary, absolutely worthless compared to the utter horror you would have to face.

But he held his tongue. He was a man of few words, instead pressing a kiss against your forehead and hanging his ring around your neck on a chain. You did the same back. A reminder you both were connected, no matter how far.

He expected rough travels and perhaps a few scars coming back. He expected new information, your smiling face and tired yawn over how exhausting the trip was.

What he didn’t expect was to see Paimon and the traveler return to Mondstadt with anxious expressions on their face.

“Traveler. Paimon. Is something the matter? Where is (Y/n)?” He asks. His heart beats quicker. God. Please. Don’t let his nightmares be true.

“Well… you see…” the traveler begins. They can’t face him.

“Hehe… it’s um, a super funny story. Haha, you’d never believe it. Almost as much as believing that (Y/n) got their vision stolen!” Paimon awkwardly added.

“Paimon-!” The traveler hissed, frowning at them and Paimon covered her mouth.

“I mean! Um! It’s not that bad!! At least they’re alive… right?” Paimon tried to fix her slip up but Diluc couldn’t hear a thing.

“They… what?” He can’t believe it.

“It’s best you see for yourself.” The traveler took Diluc to the bar where you were sitting, a drink in hand as Kaeya and Venti were trying to tell a terrible joke.

Your eyes were faded. Dead. You looked like a zombie, a hollow shell of the person he loved. You did not smile, you did not even look at the two trying to get any sort of emotion out of you. Just as Paimon said, your vision was gone.

“Do you mind…? Please leave me. I have a terrible headache.” You murmured.

Diluc walked towards you, and Kaeya and Venti knew better and stood aside.

“(Y/n)?” He asked, unsure if this was truly you. He swallowed his pride. “My love?”

It was the first time he had ever publicly said something like that. Your relationship was shrouded in mystery and kept quiet beyond a few people.

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” You asked.

His heart shattered. He couldn’t talk, couldn’t even form a sentence to respond to what you asked. Please be a cruel, sick joke. Please tell him this was a lie and that-

“I don’t remember ever meeting you. Actually, I don’t really remember anything. This young adventurer over there and their floating partner has taken me here, saying I was from here but… truly I can’t recall a thing. It’s all a haze.”

“I’m sorry. I must have mistaken you for someone else.” Diluc said. He stared down before he quickly walked out of the tavern, slamming the door behind him.

How was he supposed to react? How was he supposed to act with you knowing you remember nothing about him? Nothing about the two of you and all you’ve done?

He cursed the gods and everything around him. If this was their idea of a joke, he did not find it funny. Time after time, everything he loved was taken from him. Was he ever allowed to be happy and love, knowing he was cursed?

“How could he say that?! What a jerk! Who does that to someone they love?” Paimon angrily huffed.

The traveler nearly followed him out the bar before Kaeya placed a hand on their shoulder.

“Be gentle with him. He’s hurting incredibly bad. I know him very well, and he may not admit it but he’s truly heartbroken. I don’t want to hurt him more so… take care of him for all of us, okay?”

They nodded before catching up with the young lord.

“Diluc! Please! Wait-!”

“Leave me alone, traveler. I have work to complete.”

“Please-“

“This has been a complete waste of my time. I will not ask again for you to leave me alone. I do not wish-“

“I’m sorry!” They shouted, tears streaming down their face as they sobbed loudly. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry!”

He stopped walking. He stood still for a few moments as the traveler cried and begged for forgiveness.

“You’re sorry? Sorry for what has happened to them? Truly?”

“Huh?” The traveler looked up to see Diluc clench his fists tightly.

“You think sorry will fix this? You think sorry will give back their vision, their memories, their ambitions? You think sorry can help them remember what had happened to them?”

“I-“

“You’re wasting your breath. Save it. I do not wish to hear anymore. It’s not me you should be apologizing to. You took their life. Not mine.” He glared coldly. He walked away, leaving the traveler alone as his figure slowly grew smaller.

He goes home and immediately reads the letters you sent him. Whether they were business or personal, he kept them all.

Diluc came across one letter. One that changed your relationship forever.

“I love you, Diluc. Nothing will ever stop me from coming back to you and being by your side.”

He couldn’t control himself now. His eyes watered as all his feelings burst like a dam.

God, he should be grateful you were alive. Why couldn’t he be content knowing you were back here?

The tears fell onto the letter, dampening and smudging the ink on the old paper.

Why did this hurt worse than anything ever before?

In an instant, he grabbed a match and lit it up, placing it near the letters and setting some of them aflame. Watching the letters burn sent him spiraling.

‘My lord’ ‘I love you’ ‘great news’ ‘I have been thinking of you’

The words flashed in his head before he threw them to the ground and stomped out the flame. Many were charred and burned, and he crumbled to the ground.

God. Why? Why did it have to be you? Why did it have to happen? Why did you go? Why didn’t he just say anything to keep you here?

#genshin impact #diluc x y/n #diluc x reader #diluc #angst #genshin impact x reader #long post #vision hunt decree

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xiaongh · 4 years ago

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[ watch your tongue. ]

➤ pairing: levi x fem!reader

➤ cw’s: nsfw - sub!levi x dom!reader, pegging, dacryphillia, levi’s a brat, (i think, idk.) reader’s a soft dom, hair pulling, mockery(?), choking, cursing.

➤ summary: his attitude was off and you had to fix it, because if you didn’t who would?

➤ w. count: 1k+

➤ request by anon: AAAAAAAA SJBJSBBJZBIZ I LOVE YOUR SUB LEVI FIC. can i request a fic where reader pegs him? (include begging and crying)🥺💞✨

➤ a/n: bye- this is my first request so hopefully it met your expectations- also. i had to do research on this cuz i’m a dumb bitch. gif isn’t mine. again, reader is taller than levi cuz apparently it’s canon that he likes taller people. if you want a drabble with a short s/o, lmk. also, i decided to make this a drabble since half way in, it didn’t save and the whole thing was gone, and i wasn’t going to rewrite everything.

levi arched his back at the sensation, letting out a gasp at how your fingers entered him. your two fingers scissored inside of him, stretching him for preparation for the strap on that laid next to you, along with the bottle of lube that you just opened.

levi’s face scrunched up in pleasure, his hands scrunching up the sheets below him. his face fell into an ‘o’, although the pleasure was amazing, no noise was coming out of levi’s mouth. it was so good. his face was pressed against the mattress and his face, chest, and neck were flushed.

after scissoring your fingers one more time, you curled them up slowly and started looking for a certain something. a broken moan left his lips and he arched his back more and started moving his hips back against your fingers, picking his face up from the mattress with pants of his breath.

he looked back and grunted when you stopped moving, “fucking move,” he growled with a scowl on his face.

your face held amusement and you put a hand to his hair, pulling it towards you harshly so his back was to your chest, “you better watch how you talk to me. your damn mouth got yourself in this position, so don’t fucking tell me what to do or i’ll stop right now. and you don’t want that, do you?”

levi huffed, “if i’ll be able to have an orgasm, maybe. it hurts so hurry the fuck up,” he said with gritted teeth.

you looked over his shoulder. his cock was an angry red, the tip had continuous precum dripping out, and it looked swollen as fuck.

you threw his head back on the mattress and levi looked back, “keep throwing me around, i dare you,” you smirked.

“or what?” levi stuttered on his words, “well, that’s a shit excuse for someone who threatens me all the time. what? all bark and no bite, levi?” you teased.

levi didn’t respond, rather, he started pushing his hips back against your fingers, whining when you grabbed his ass and stopped all his movements, “keep being an impatient brat-”

“what’re you gonna do? leave me here? huh?-” levi’s air was cut off by a hand wrapping around his windpipe.

you brought him back up to your chest with the hand still on his windpipe, “you’re getting on my last fucking nerve. i will leave you, and you know that. because unlike you, i’m not a desperate little bitch,” you could feel his pulse on your fingertips.

levi was gasping for air, but he was oddly into it, “i- i-.”

you fake pouted, “i- i-,” you mocked with the same whiny tone he was using, “what? decided to stay quiet now?” you snarled. levi tried his best to look up at you and glare at you. you let go of his throat and pushed him back down.

with your fingers still inside of him, you grinned when you found a little nub and you massaged it. levi gasped and looked back with an expression of bewilderment, “what the fuck was that?”

“prostate,” you winked, “i’m adding another finger okay, baby?”

“just fucking do it,” knowing that that was the closest thing you could get for him to beg at the moment you didn’t say anything as you lubed your other finger and slowly put it in.

levi cried out, legs shifting so he could arch his back more, “hah- f- fuck.”

“shh, don’t make a lot of noise. you don’t want hange and the others knowing the trouble that mouth of yours go yourself into, now do you?” levi looked back over his shoulder, face pressed against the mattress again.

this time he couldn’t come up with a snarky remark.

you curled your fingers upward, thrusting them in and out. levi’s face was so lewd, not equally as lewd as the noises coming out of him. you slid your fingers out, wiping them on the bed sheets since you knew levi would want you to clean them after anyways.

levi looked at you over his shoulder like you were crazy, “oi, what the fuck? i was getting close.”

you didn’t say a word as you picked up the strap on next to you and put on the straps. levi gulped, now being intimidated by the dildo. the most you two have ever gone was just your fingers, but you had to do that for a while in preparation for the real thing.

you giggled as you looked down at the dildo, wiggling it around. you looked at levi threw your eyelashes, “what do you think?” you kept wiggling it around like a child.

“you look ridiculous.”

you smirked, “you won’t be saying that in a few,” you said as levi turned back around and got into his position again. after dating him for a while, you knew. you knew when he would take back his word.

levi was getting anxious.

you grabbed the lube bottle next to you and spread a generous amount of it on the dildo itself and your hand just in case.

you threw the bottle behind you, joining the clothes scattered all over the floor.

you teased him by letting the tip graze his hole, “just put the damn thing in,” was all he said before a sound that was a mix of a moan and a groan escaped his throat when you slowly put the tip in.

you put a hand on his shoulder, massaging the skin, “are you doing okay?”

“y- yeah. keep going,” he panted out, putting his hand on his forehead to wipe away the flyaway hairs that were getting stuck since he was sweaty.

you put a hand on his hip and you slowly put the rest of the dildo in. levi’s eyes bulged, a choked noise coming out of him in shock. levi put his face in the mattress, his hands going to the sides of the bed and gripping it; knuckles turning white, “ahg- baby- hah-”

you yourself were getting aroused, but today was about levi.

tears began to prick the corners of levi’s eyes as he shut them closed, his mouth opening but no sound coming out at all.

you put a hand on his nape, bringing him up as well as the dildo shifting. levi moaned, his hand wanting to go down to his throbbing cock.

you seemed to sense what he wanted to do and grabbed his wrists; restricting him. levi whine, “please move. please,” the tears began to flow, and you oh so loved it.

you smirked, “try to convince me some more. you were being rude to me earlier,” you slowly moved your hips forward and backward, stopping when he still hadn’t said anything.

“pl- please, (y/n). i’ll- i’ll do anything for you, please!” you let one of his wrists go to bring that hand up to his face where you squished his cheeks together: lips puckering.

“is that true? you were still mean earlier. i’m not even sure if i should continue,” you thrusted back slowly to make levi think you were going to stop right now.

levi pushed his hips back to prevent you from slipping out, “no! no please, baby. please, i’ll do anything,” more tears flowed; making you overjoyed.

you smirked and let him go, gently pushing him back down, “be a good boy for me, hm?”

levi whimpered, “i’ll be a good boy, i promise.”

#sub!levi #levi smut #levi ackerman x reader #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader smut #levi x reader smut #attack on titan smut #i love this man so much #goodbye #sloth shit

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troublesometrollhunters · 3 years ago

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Heya ! May I take a platonic match up if you dont do platonic just do romantic

1, my name is ritz

2. I'm 15

3. I'm gender fluid

4. I'm asexual panromantic

5.i love the color violet and kinda a uniform blue kinda a dark navblue

6. I like to collect rocks I'm a very big reader ,I enjoy reading novels and sometimes comics and I'm kinda an artist

7. Easily annoyed , anxious, I'm a very passive person (when not angry )

8. I really enjoy steve as a character just how he went into kinda a jock/bully character to honestly a cool guy

9. I think a spear would be cool

10. I feel like I would be neutral (cuz I have favorite characters on both sides

11. Tbh a changeling would be cool

Platonic Matchup: Hisirdoux Casperan

Well Ritz seems our resident wizard is your destined best friend/ platonic soulmate. As someone who's lived a long time and has come across every manner of magic he is very familiar with changelings. He knows your a very oppressed race and is glad to know you somehow slipped through the Orders fingers and are just living your life as a half human half troll. He's very protective of you and makes sure to keep an eye out so none of the magic things of Arcadia bother you. He respects that your more netreual in this war but he won't hesitate to hurt one of the bad guys if they threaten you.

As someone who suffers anxiety himself he's there if you need someone to talk too. He always has treats for your bad days and understands being a more passive person even if you have that anger bubbling underneath. If you ever feel like it's a bad day Douxie will cast a sound bubble so you can just scream and let it all out. When your done he has snacks and blankets so you two can make a book fort in front of one of his fireplaces in his store and drink tea together as you decompress.

He'll teach you to fight and defend yourself if you don't already know how too. He may look tiny but he's actually pretty strong and he'll match your strength. He's fought with all manners of magic and weaponry so if you want to learn how to use a spear, a javelin, or something else he'll be there every step of the way so you don't get hurt learning.

Douxie would love to match outfits with you!!! Those purples, dark blues, and navy colors your talking about are some of his favorites outside of black. If you were ever interested he'd dye the tips of your hair navy blue/purple so you could match. He'll totally share his punk clothes with you and dress you up if you ask as well. Also if your ever cold he carries an extra hoodie on him so that belongs to you now (beware the familiar cat hair though. Archie tends to shed)

As a fellow artist he encourages your work and is very interested even if it's just some spare doodles. Anything you draw him is hung proudly in his little apartment and he likes looking at it to remind him of his best friend when your not around. If you want to improve your work and share it with him he's the best guy to give your critique and as someone who lived through several artistic periods he knows exactly what to say to help you improve. He also enjoys his fair share of comics and has a large stash so if you ever want to borrow some to read he's more than happy to lend them to you. You can chill in a quiet corner of his bookstore and enjoy any novels/comics you find around.

He's not the biggest fan of Steve at first but the big lug is growing on him along with his dorky friend Eli. If your friends with Steve you likely know about the CreepSlayerz. As a changeling it's even more likely your apart of the little ragtag group. If you are, expect Douxie to extend his training to your friends and take you all under his wing. He'll teach you to protect yourself from the darker parts of Arcadia hidden from regular people. Under him you'll learn all about the supernatural and exterrestial in no time.

He has his own rock collection!!! Different crystals, minerals, and just cool looking rocks he keeps for whatever reason. Some have ritual purposes for magic but most are just things he likes keeping close for fun. So if you ever want to swap with him or look at his collection your more than welcome too.

All in all you two are two peas in a pod. As long as you can handle all his dad jokes and big brother overprotectiveness you should be fine :)

#valentines day special event #toa valentines #matchups #platonic matchups

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vivid4am · 4 years ago

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Life Goes On (Chapter 9)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Y/N is left in a hotel room and is not happy about it

Warnings: Language, Y/N yells at Bucky (yes this needs a warning cuz she's scary as fuck when she's mad), TFATWS spoilers

A/N: i just wrote this today and i think this is my favorite chapter

Chapter 8

Y/N discovered very quickly that when rescuing your ex-vigilante friend from jail, you needed to pack a bag of clothes. Thank god she had forgotten her passport in her car after her trip to Mexico with friends.

Sam and Bucky were not happy that Raynor insisted on Y/N going with them. When Raynor told her to keep an eye on Bucky, she thought she was just teasing, not actually being serious. After Raynor threatened to report suspicious activity to those in charge of handling Bucky’s case, Sam felt no other choice but to drag Y/N along.

Even after Bucky said to just let the government come after him again. He knew Raynor had given him an empty threat, but Sam wasn’t taking any chances.

So here Y/N was, wrapped in the white, soft sheets of a bed in a hotel room in Germany. Sam and Bucky had snuck out earlier, leaving Y/N alone in the hotel room. How did she know? Sam kindly left a note for her, basically telling her that they’d be back later and to just stay in the hotel room. Sam had also mentioned that Bucky surveyed all entrances and exits to ensure no one was getting in and out. With the note was a plate of breakfast (that was still warm, so she had just missed them) and a bottle of water. With breakfast being the only meal they left for her, she assumed that they would be back around noon. The time as of a few minutes ago was 10:57 A.M., so she didn’t think they would be much longer.

Y/n huffed out a breath as she stared up at the popcorn ceiling of the hotel room. She had absolutely no clue where Bucky and Sam could be and that made her anxious. She also couldn’t believe that they left her alone in a hotel in Berlin, Germany. Not to mention, locked, as well. She found herself counting the white kernels of the popcorn ceiling. She recalled reading an article that these ceilings contain asbestos, which was odd considering how nice this hotel was.

She also found it odd that on a secret mission, Sam chose to stay in a nice hotel. She wasn’t really complaining about that though. The shower had plenty of hot water and the bed she slept on felt like heaven.

Y/N felt her eyelids give out. Counting these kernels was exhausting. Her back was well supported by the mattress, which made her lull even more into a sleepy trance. She was tired and bored. She had tried to walk around the hotel room earlier, even put on her favorite Beatles song to dance to. But she just wasn’t feeling it. Which was weird for her, because that song always made her dance. She even tried some 80s songs, but even those groovy beats couldn’t make her tap her foot on the carpet, even if she was held at gunpoint.

Y/N slipped deeper into her slumber. Her body relaxed, the wrinkles between her brows unfurrowed. Sleep, she told herself.

However, her relaxation was cut short. The sound of someone banging their fist against the door caused Y/N to jump right up from the bed. With eyes widened and her heart hammering out of her chest, her mind came to one thing only.

An intruder.

Sam and Bucky were found out and someone was now coming to get her.

She turned her head over the porcelain door, pounding still coming from the outside. Voices were behind the door, but she couldn’t make it out what they were saying, let alone who it was. Anxiety filled her chest, constricting her lungs and squeezing her heart with a fist. She searched around the room for a weapon. There was nothing portable enough to use. The T.V. was too big, the dressers wouldn’t do any good. She had no clue where the remote was. She searched around the room desperately, trying to find something, anything. Her eyes landed on her dirty breakfast plate.

Would a plate really protect you in an intruder situation? Y/N really didn’t know, but she was about to find out.

The door handle jiggled. “Fuck,” Y/N mumbled to herself, looking for yet another thing. This time, a place to hide and attack her intruder. Of course, it was near the door, her impending doom, but Y/N quietly tiptoed to the bathroom, closing the door behind her, not fully, of course, but just enough to let a sliver of light into the bathroom.

She heard the click of the door unlocking, making her breath hitch in her throat. She heard the door creak open. A soft footfall entered the room, the carpet softening the intruder’s boots. She still listened closely. She had counted a total of three pairs of footsteps, all small, quiet and succinct.

A girl with a fucking breakfast plate versus three intruders. This was going to be great on her tombstone.

As soon as she saw the outline of a person, she attacked, a small war cry escaping her throat. She lunged out of the bathroom, porcelain plate raised high above her head, ready to smash it into the intruder’s head. Unfortunately for her, her intruder was fast. Very fast. Before she knew it, her intruder spun around and immediately grabbed her raised arm, keeping it at bay from smashing the plate into their head.

“Y/N, hey, hey, it’s me!” The voice exclaimed, causing Y/N to open her eyes. She didn’t even know that she closed them. Her eyes met Bucky’s terrified expression, causing her panic-stricken face to relax. Her chest was heaving, adrenaline pumping through her veins. Bucky still had her plate-hand above her head.

She gritted her teeth and knocked him square in the chest with her spare arm. “You dick!” She yelled, the furrow back between her brows. Her anger must’ve really driven her punch because Bucky stumbled back a bit, dropping her arm from his grasp. “You take me to fucking Germany and leave me by myself in a hotel room, without telling me?” Y/N was just angry now and she had every right to be.

Bucky’s eyes softened. “But Sam left you a note.” Bucky replied, trying his best to defend himself. “That doesn’t make anything better!” She yelled back. “Where the fuck could you guys have gone anyway?” She huffed out, crossing her arms and looking over to Sam for an answer.

Sam moved himself out of the way to a man in a long fluffy coat. Y/N felt her eyes widen. In anger or shock? She couldn’t tell you.

She looked back over to Bucky, mouth agape, brows furrowed in confusion. “The guy who framed you for killing T’Chaka? Are you fucking serious?” Y/N felt herself getting even more angry with Bucky by the second. She turned over to Sam, who looked very nervous. “And you,” she pinched the bridge of her nose. “You just went along with it? You guys helped break a criminal mastermind out of a high-security German prison?” She motioned over to Zemo, who just looked awkwardly between Bucky and Sam.

“Technically we didn’t break him out, he broke out himself-”

“It doesn’t matter! We’re now harboring a fugitive!”

“If I may?” Zemo said, lifting his hand up, asking permission from Y/N to speak.

“No!” She yelled, her teeth almost bared at him.

She was now livid. She couldn’t believe it. It was one thing to accompany Bucky on this mission, but it was another that he was helping a well-known criminal, which she definitely knew was against his terms and conditions with the United States.

Bucky sighed. “We need his help, Y/N.” She met Bucky’s pleading eyes. “With what?” She asked, stepping towards him, challenging him almost. “You never even explained to me why we’re here in the first place.”

“Those Flag Smashers you’ve heard about on the news,” Sam spoke up, saving Bucky from explaining it to her. “We fought them a few days ago, and they were super strong. Bucky-strong.” Y/N gulped.

“Super soldiers?” She asked, receiving nods from both Bucky and Sam. She sighed, “And I’m guessing he’s the expert on super-soldiers? Some special intell?” She asked. Bucky nodded again. Y/N pinched the bridge of her nose. She was in too deep now. She finally understood why Bucky didn’t want her to accompany them on the mission in the first place. It was too dangerous. Too messy. Too much. Too much for someone like her to process.

“Give me five minutes and we’ll be on our way then.”

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blackgirlfandomwriter · 4 years ago

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Pregnant (Bayverse Optimus x Oc Reader)

Ok, so this is an old one-shot that I wrote starring my friends and me. This was back when I first starting writing on Wattpad and I thought it would be funny to share it with yall so enjoy!!

Lori's POV:

"People are so dumb in horror movies," Savannah said tossing popcorn in her mouth. "I know right," I said laughing as we continued to watch the film in front of us. Tonight me and the girls decided to have a movie night until the guys got back from their mission in Tokyo. "I just got a text from Ratchet, they should be here tomorrow morning," Nina said smiling at us as we all grinned. The movie had gone off so we just started talking about randomness. Kaitlyn started to crack jokes making me laugh uncontrollably. "How about a game of truth or dare," Savannah said with a huge grin that said she was up to no good.

"Uh-uh Savannah's up to something," Nina said shaking her head. "What? No, I'm not I just have a question" Savannah said still smirking evilly. "And what may that be," I asked raising my eyebrow questioningly. "Have any of yall....... you know.......... done it yet?" Savannah said as we all looked around at each other waiting for answers. "Duhhhh," Kaitlyn said sticking her tongue in a playful way. "I know that's right," Savannah said as she and Nina high-fived while laughing. I on the other hand sat there in silence

"I know Lori be getting it in with Optimus all the time," Nina said looking at me giggling. I slapped her on the arm and laughed. "No, we haven't done it," I said trying to hide my embarrassment. "Not yet at least," Savannah raised her eyebrows at me in a joking way. "Bruhh shut up," I said hitting her with a pillow. She looked stunned for a moment before she hit me back. "PILLOW FIGHT" Kaitlyn yelled as we all started to hit each other with pillows.

~Time Skip To Morning~

"Ow stop kicking me" I muttered moving around to get comfortable on whatever I was laying on. I opened my eyes to see me and the girls all spread across the living room floor. I laughed as I stood up from my position on the floor and stretched. I yawned as I headed upstairs to get cleaned up and changed. I washed my face, brushed my teeth, and threw on leggings and a crop top as I picked up my phone to text Optimus.

~~Messages~~

Lori: Hey, I thought you would be home by now 😥

Optimus: Sadly we are at the military base with Lennox discussing going back to Cybertron...... the government is starting to get a bit angsty

Lori: Oh is everything ok

Optimus: Nothing that needs to concern you. Everything will be fine

Lori: Um ok. I love you 💙

Optimus: Love you too. I'll be home soon❤

~~End~~

I looked down at my phone with a smile as I sighed. "I wonder how going back to Cybertron is going to work," I said to myself before shrugging my shoulders. I slipped my phone into my pocket and headed back downstairs. "Breakfast sounds good," I said while pulling out eggs, bacon, and pancake mix as I got to work. Once I was done with breakfast the girls were already awake and sleepily walking to the table. "Thanks for breakfast Lori," Nina said as Savannah and Kaitlyn grumbled through stuffed mouths of food. I laughed hearing a knock at the front door. "Who could that be," I said aloud as I jogged to the door. I slowly opened the door to find a few of the Autobots standing there in their bipedal forms.

"Oh my god! You're back" I yelled hugging them as they all chuckled. "What are you yelling about," Savannah said walking up behind me and freezing. "BEE" she yelled tackling him to the ground. We all laughed as Kaitlyn and Nina came to see all the commotion. They were so happy to see Ratchet and Crosshairs it was unbelievable. "Aww yall are so cute," I said taking out my phone and snapping many pictures. "Whatever girl your just jealous," Nina said sticking out her tongue playfully. "Girl you wish," I said with a playful eye roll. Before I could close the door I saw some more cars pull up. They all looked pretty familiar. They soon transformed revealing Jazz and the Lambo Twins (Sideswipe and Sunstreaker). "It's been a while, Lori," Jazz said walking up to me with a smile. "Nice to see you too," I said punching Jazz in the arm.

Before I could say anything to the twins I was engulfed in a tight hug. "We've missed you," they both said as I sighed. "I missed you guys too," I said as I kissed both of their foreheads as they went inside. Finally, the last three Autobots showed up, Drift, Hound, and Optimus. As soon as they transformed I ran over to Optimus and jumped into his arms. He caught me and spun me around causing me to squeal. When he set me back on the ground I smashed my lips into his as to which he returned the favor. "Eww guys get a room," Hound said in fake disgust. I only laughed as Optimus threw me over his shoulder and carried me into the house. "Optimus what are you doing" I yelled as he started to carry me upstairs. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Savannah making these symbols with her hands towards me.

I gave Savannah a death glare as I mouthed the words Fuck you. Savannah looked at me in disbelief and burst into laughter as me and Optimus made it upstairs. When we made it to my bedroom Optimus lightly threw me on the bed causing me to giggle as he crawled on top of me. "Optimus what are you doing" I wined playfully trying to push him off of me. He didn't say anything as he let his metal lips find mine in a passionate kiss. I kissed back as he let his hands wander down to my hips. He pulled away and nibbled on my neck leaving little love bites as I moaned lightly. After a few minutes, he pulled away and kissed my forehead. "You sure you wanna do this" He whispered as I smirked kissing him roughly. "Does that answer your question?" I said with a smirk as he proceeded with a low growl.

~Time Skip To The Morning After (Cuz I've never written a lemon sooooo..... Yea)~

I woke up to the sun beaming through my curtains as I groaned snuggling into the warm figure next to me. 'Wait' I thought as my eyes popped open. 'Did me and Optimus ..... noooo did we?' I thought while slowly looking under the covers and quickly putting them back down. 'Oh, shit' I thought looking up at the ceiling. I let out a deep sigh as I turned to face a still sleeping Optimus. 'He's so handsome when he sleeps. Ugh, but why do I feel sick all of the sudden'. For some reason, something didn't feel right as I rushed to the bathroom. I shut the door and hunched over the toilet immediately spilling my guts. "What the hell" I groaned as I grabbed my phone off the counter and texted Savannah

~Messages~

Lori: Savannahhhhh😫😥

Savannah: Yes big head

Lori: I need help 😥 Somethings wrong like fr fr

Savannah: Where are you???

Lori: The bathroom in my room 😭

Savannah: Ight hold on

~End~

I took a deep breath as I waited on Savannah's arrival. Soon I heard the doorknob jiggle and in came Savanah shutting the door behind her. "Did you wake Optimus?" I asked nervously. "No, but what's your problem? You look uglier than usual" Savannah stated smiling as I weekly kicked her. "Looookkkk," I said pointing at the toilet. Savannah looked in and quickly backed away in disgust. "What the hell! Are you sick?" she yelled as I shushed her sternly. "I don't know I woke up feeling weird then I threw up," I said laying my head on the bathtub.

"Wait did you and Optimus......" Savannah asked not finishing her sentence. "Not important right now," I said pointing a finger at her as her eyes went wide. "I'll be right back," Savannah said as she ran out of the bathroom leaving me confused. As I waited for her to come back I slowly got up from my position on the floor trying to steady myself. I wobbly walked over to the counter and looked at myself in the mirror. 'Ugh I look horrible' I thought as I rinsed my mouth to get rid of the smell of puke.

"I'm back," Savannah said while holding something behind her back. "What's that," I asked pointing behind her with a raised eyebrow. Without saying a word she pulled out a pregnancy test and my jaw dropped in shock. "Take it," Savannah said sternly. "Are you serious?" I said crossing my arms in disbelief. "Yes, now take it," Savannah said shoving it into my hands and walking out of the bathroom. I sighed as went through the process of taking the pregnancy test. I set it on the counter and waited. 'There's no way I'm pregnant...... am I? I mean it was only once and it was my first time! Oh god, why am I so anxious'. I started to get more nervous as I paced around the bathroom. 'What will Optimus think? Does he even want kids? Do I want kids? WHY DIDN'T WE USE A-'. My thoughts were soon interrupted by my phone ringing signaling that the five-minute wait was over.

I slowly picked up the test with shaky hands. I looked down at the test and immediately lost my breath. "I'm pregnant" I whispered while covering my mouth with my hand. Tears started to fall but I couldn't tell if I was happy or scared. I sobbed quietly as I slid onto the floor. 'What am I gonna do?' I thought to myself as I cried a bit harder. There was a knock at the door causing me to jump but I didn't say a word. "Lori are you ok," A rough voice said from the other side of the door. 'Shit' I scurried to my feet while wiping my eyes clean. "Yea I'm fine," I said fixing myself up. "You don't sound fine. Can you please open the door" Optimus said as my heart stopped. 'Here comes the moment of truth I guess'

I opened the door letting him in as he kissed my forehead. "I have something to tell you" I spoke as my voice quivered. "Are you ok, you look sick?" Optimus said looking at me with concern. "Yea I'm fine just a little morning sickness," I said putting on a fake smile. As soon as I said those words Optimus's eyes went wide. "Are you?" Optimus asked questioningly as he stared at my stomach. "Yea...... I'm sorry" I said bursting into tears as I felt a strange pain in my chest. "Sorry? For what" Optimus said trying to calm me down. "I didn't even ask if you wanted kids, it just happened! And I-" Before I could continue my ranting his lips gently smashed onto mine.

I calmed down as he wiped away my stray tears. "Hey, look at me," Optimus said while raising my head my his index finger, "I've always thought about starting a family with you. It just happened faster than I expected, but I still love you and our unborn child," Optimus said causing my eyes to water up again. "I love you so much," I said kissing him passionately. I felt him smirk in the kiss causing me to giggle. "You kiss me like that again and we might be making twins," Optimus said kissing my neck. "You horny hunk of metal," I said shoving him playfully and trying to walk away. But I couldn't get far enough before he scooped me up into his arms bridal style and carried me downstairs.

When we walked into the living room everyone was sitting there as if they were awaiting our arrival. "Soooooo," Savannah said with a huge grin. "You told them," I said looking at her with a shocked expression. "That's not important right now. What does the test say" Nina said jumping up and down eagerly. Optimus and I exchanged a look as we both smiled. "WE'RE HAVING A BABY!!" I yelled in excitement as everyone laughed and clapped. "It's about damn time," Crosshairs said with a smirk while I playfully glared at him. "Aww I'm going to be an auntie," Savannah said wiping away a fake tear. I laughed while hugging her tightly as everyone else started talking about baby showers and planning causing me to roll my eyes. "Wow can't believe I'm gonna be a mom," I said rubbing my still flat stomach. "I can't believe I'm gonna be a father," Optimus said kissing my forehead as everyone 'Awwed'. I took a good look around at the people around me, the Autobots, my friends, my best friend, the love of my life, and soon to be born child.

This is my family now and I love them

#transformers #transformers x reader #optimus #optimus x oc #optimus x reader #optimus prime #tfp optimus #transformers optimus #bayverse optimus #transformers bayverse #pregnant #humanformers #bipedal #bumblebee #transformers idw

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ratmonky · 4 years ago

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Sweet Blossoms

this is a commission, my friend put a gun against my head to write this and I didn’t get to write any of my own ideas so you don’t tell me it sucked cuz i already know it did lol

Word Count: 4.8K

Warnings: unhealthy relationship, cheating, vanilla *bleh*

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There was no way he could know what kind of flowers you liked so he had left you all sorts of kinds.

You crouched down and took the flower bouquet in your arms, looking around to see who had left them but you couldn’t see him when he was that far into the darkness. With the prettiest smile on your lips, you inhaled the sweet fragrances of different flowers all at once. It almost made you dizzy because of how strong each flower's aroma was.

Carefully walking back inside the apartment, you started looking for the note the cheap supermarket flowers usually came with. While you were handling the flowers, the note slipped and fell onto the floor, right where your boyfriend was standing.

“This again?” he sighed, taking the note. He opened the note shamelessly, reading it out loud. “(name), as pretty as these flowers are, they are nothing compared to your beauty. I hope you’re staying healthy and safe.” He flipped the note to see if there was more to it but when he realized there wasn’t, he tore it apart. “Sounds like a creep.”

“Don’t say that.” You frowned, watching the note get destroyed. “They are harmless.”

“No sane man would leave flowers for some college girl living with her boyfriend. He’s probably still out there rubbing one off.” He leaned to the wall. “I would,” he added with a smirk.

“Stop being vulgar.”

“You say that while wearing things like that. You look for attention as if I’m not giving ya enough.” His words made you look down at your outfit. It was just a sundress.

“You’re overreacting,” your voice was fainter than a whisper.

“Don’t play the victim now. If it weren’t for me, you’d be sucking someone off for money to afford to live in a smaller apartment than this. Maybe you’d join those hookers in the kabuki district if I stopped giving you attention, huh?”

Legs shaking, you pressed the bouquet of flowers to your chest. There wasn’t anything you could or wanted to say to him. He was being mean but he was right. Maybe you had to stop dressing up like this. If it weren’t for him you wouldn’t be able to afford your major or rent. Your boyfriend was paying for the rent while you continued studying and worked to save money to pay off your student loan.

“Never forget that you wouldn’t be shit without me.”

You rapidly nodded, avoiding making him any more upset.

“Good,” he sighed and put his hands on his hips. “Now, go wipe your face, you look like a clown.”

Your hand went to your cheek to feel your makeup over your skin. It was still smooth, not cakey at all but from the way he said it, perhaps it looked worse than you thought.

“Okay.”

Walking past him, you slipped the small piece of paper in your dress’s pocket without him noticing. You put the flowers in a vase before placing them next to the old ones. This wasn’t the first time you had received flowers from your secret admirer and you hoped it wouldn’t be the last time.

Back in your room, hastily you took out the small paper and grinned when a movie ticket greeted you.

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There hadn’t been a time in your life where you put this much effort into how you were going to look like to go out.

Your boyfriend often didn’t like it when you dressed up or put on makeup, he usually made comments on how you looked that made you feel bad about your appearance. Although you knew he loved you, it hurt your confidence. His words affected you in ways you couldn’t describe.

It was one of the reasons why you were conscious of your appearance right now and why you kept tugging your skirt down, worried that you might be showing too much skin. You wouldn’t put your small compact mirror down either, you kept checking on your makeup.

Everyone was looking at you. Thinking that you’re a slut.

At least that was what your mind was telling you. No, that was something your boyfriend would say.

While trying to ignore your own thoughts, you walked up to the employee behind the counter and showed them your ticket to enter the movie theatre. They told you your ticket’s arranged seat number and you saw from the computer screen that the seat beside yours was occupied.

You took a deep breath to calm your senses. The only reason you were here was because of how curious you were, nothing else. You had been getting flowers every Friday for longer than a year now and not knowing the identity of your secret admirer was eating you up.

I’m only gonna take a peek, you promised yourself and walked inside the theatre. If it turned out to be a creep like your boyfriend kept telling you about, then you could just walk away. This was a public space so there was no need to feel anxious about what could happen.

It took you a long moment to find your seat at the furthest back row and get comfortable on the soft cushions. The place wasn’t empty but it wasn’t full of people either, yet the row you had your seat on was completely free.

Each passing minute was unbearable even when you were trying to busy your mind with your phone but nevertheless failed to notice it when someone took a seat next to you.

By the time you looked up, there was a familiar face sitting next to you.

“Junpei!” you gasped, he always managed to sneak up on people since his presence went unnoticed.

He couldn’t meet your gaze, “Hi, it’s been a while huh?”

“Yeahh,” you went on to say before looking around, the trailers were about to start since the lights dimmed, your secret admirer was nowhere to be seen. “Umm, you see, I’m glad to see you here but I’m waiting for someone, this seat is taken.”

His adam’s apple moved as he gulped, there was a sweat droplet that drizzled down from his cheek to his neck.

Your eyes then landed on his lap. He was holding a single rose in his hand, the flower shook in his grasp.

“Oh.” It dawned on you. “Okay.”

Junpei held the flower out for you to take but still averted his gaze from yours. Slowly, you took the rose from him and lifted it up to your nose, inhaling the sweet aroma.

“You can leave,” he whispered, trying not to break the unwritten rule of a movie theater. “I won’t judge.”

He had noticed how disappointed you looked when you found out it was him who had been leaving you those flowers, he wasn’t the aggressive type to force you to sit down with him like this. Entrapping you and making you feel uncomfortable was the last thing he wanted to do.

“Why?” you whispered back.

“You looked disappointed.”

You snorted, “I was surprised to find out my next-door neighbor and dropout classmate was my secret admirer.”

Someone shushed.

Trying to stifle your giggling, you continued. “You could’ve just asked me out normally.”

His cheeks flushed deep red and he finally met your eyes. “You have a boyfriend.”

You got quiet, “Yeah.”

I have a boyfriend. I have a boyfriend but I came here to meet my secret admirer. Why?

Perhaps it was because you wanted to feel validated. The poems you got with the flowers, at least the ones you managed to hide were special to you. Whenever you doubted yourself, rereading the poems gave you the confidence you lacked.

The movie started.

Junpei was fidgeting with his fingers, no matter how much he tried he couldn’t focus on the movie. He had been wanting to see this one since it came out, the hype around the release of this movie and the reviews he had read made him more excited than ever, yet… Since you were here, his thoughts were full of you.

From the corner of his eye, he could see that you were staring at the silver screen but your expression was blank as if you weren’t paying any attention either.

He opened his mouth to say something but a scream coming from the female lead interrupted him. His attention involuntarily directed itself to the screen and soon, he sort of got invested in the storyline as you were having an internal debate with yourself.

There was an exciting scene that had him gripping to the sides of his seat, he was about to comment on the scene when he turned to face you but you were already looking at him, blushing.

Junpei didn’t understand the reason why you were blushing until he looked down. In the heat of the moment, he had placed his hand on top of yours on the seat’s cup holder.

A blush matching yours spread on his face and neck, he apologized before proceeding to lift his hand but you prevented him from pulling away by holding his hand.

Then, you intertwined your fingers together with his while scooting closer to the edge of your seat to close the distance between the two of you.

In that quiet moment of your hand tightly holding his own, Junpei started nodding as if he understood something and returned his attention to the screen.

He couldn’t focus on the rest of the movie, rather he focused on how warm your hand was or how sweaty his palm was.

Your head softly leaned on his tense shoulder. A wave of panic made Junpei’s eye look at you if you had died because -why else would you put your head on his shoulder? Yet, you were very much alive and you were still holding his hand tightly. He didn’t dare to move, not sure what exactly to do either.

Whether it be the most rational thing that came up to his mind or his own curiosity on how it felt, he tilted his head until his cheek pressed against your hair. Your warmth was enough to warm his heart, it gave him the comfort he had thought he would never get. The delicious smell of your shampoo invaded his nostrils almost instantly, a genuine smile spread on his face as you continued leaning on him.

“Why did you leave those flowers?”

The question was sudden.

“Because I… I have feelings for you.” His voice was quieter than a whisper out of consideration to not interrupt other people’s enjoyment of the movie.

“Why?”

“Why?” he echoed, thinking what to answer. There were too many reasons why. He couldn’t come up with just one. “Because you’re you.”

“What does that mean?” You lifted your head up to look at him.

“Well, it means that I like…” Geez, it was hard to say it out loud when you were looking. His cheeks were burning up and his eye was looking at everything but yours. “You’re beautiful and considerate. You care about others and you’re selfless. I guess I like you because you were kind to me back in high school.” The memory brought a smile to his complexion, you two were in the same film appreciation club in the past and were close friends if not best friends. “You’re not scared to be yourself. You always know what you want in life. I always wanted to be like you or rather be with you, kinda like adornment with a dash of being in love with you... I guess.”

Was he really describing you or some idea he had about you?

There was no way of knowing. You didn’t know who you were anymore. Not after you started dating your boyfriend.

If you had asked your boyfriend to describe you, what would he say?

Nevermind, you didn’t want to know.

“Hey,” Junpei called in a panicked voice, someone in the audience shushed again. “Are you alright? Did I say something wrong?”

You shook your head, tightening your hand around his while your eyes sparkled with gratitude. It made you look so kissable, your lips being parted slightly only made the thought a lot more irresistible.

Junpei’s face leaned closer to yours, he was moving hesitantly and slowly, waiting for your reaction. Instead of moving away, you were just staring at him but he felt like he was forcing you again.

Wanting you to make the decision, he stopped himself and closed his eyes, brows furrowing as his anxiety was eating him up. His heart hammered through his chest and he waited and waited and waited until something soft pressed on his lips.

He peeked with one eye to look at your face, the view made his heart skip a beat. Your eyes were closed, eyelashes fluttering as your glossy lips moved against his own. Having not much experience, he followed your lead, parting his lips and mirroring the way you moved yours, ignoring how wildly his body shook from excitement.

You tasted as sweet as you looked, your perfume filled his lungs and made his head spin. He was being conscious about a lot of things as your hand that was holding him moved to his shoulder and then to his neck to card your fingers through the short strands.

He could feel your warmth through your lips better than when he held your hand. He experimentally snaked his tongue inside your mouth to get a better glimpse of how you actually tasted.

Almost immediately, you opened your mouth to allow him entrance, letting his tongue hesitantly move along with yours. Teeth clashed once or twice but it did nothing other than making you giggle into the kiss.

His hand went to your cheek to caress it and pull your face closer until he could get a better angle to kiss you. There was something so endearing about the way he touched you, his touch was gentle, loving even. Something you hadn’t felt in a long time.

Once he pulled himself back, the small wet strands connecting your lips together thinned and broke apart.

Junpei was completely red and you knew you weren’t any different. His lips were swollen and pink, eyes full of admiration as he was looking at you. He was cherishing this moment.

The lights turned on, ruining the mood.

Both of you flinched and jumped back on your seats, unaware how you were practically on his lap before. It was kind of comedic, nobody would have cared if they saw two people being lovey-dovey in the back row of a theatre since it was something common yet both of you were acting like two young lovers who had been busted by their parents.

The awkwardness went away only after you exited the theater, holding Junpei’s hand.

“Your dress is really pretty,” he said to break the silence as you were walking down the street.

“Thanks, it has pockets,” you chirped, putting your free hand inside the small pocket to show it to him. “This is my favorite dress!”

“Cute,” he chuckled. His cheeks were still faintly blushed red but not as visible as before. Although his mind was clouded by many things and what was going to happen next, he didn’t dare to say anything that could ruin your smile. Not only because you looked gorgeous with a smile on your face but also because he knew you needed it.

“Junpei.”

“Hmm?”

“Wanna stop by somewhere?”

“Like for dinner? Sure, although I’m not hungry, I can watch you eat.”

“No,” you uttered, pointing towards somewhere.

Junpei’s eye followed where you were pointing your finger and his mouth gaped, cheeks flushing bright red instantaneously. He looked at you to see that you were blushing as well.

“It’s okay if you don’t wanna.” You were regretting making the suggestion.

“No, I wanna, definitely, yes, go.” He had to take a deep breath to calm himself before saying something that made sense. “You asked too suddenly.”

Nonetheless, you were the embarrassed one. He had to swallow down his own embarrassment to sheepishly drag you across the street and into the red light district. The hotel you had been pointing at had a large neon sign that read some nonsense like ‘secret getaway’ on it. You wondered if it was the absurdity of the sign or the situation which made you point at this specific hotel.

In front of the entrance, he hesitated walking inside.

“I can pay,” you said, mistaking the reason why he was hesitating.

“You don’t need to, I was just… thinking.” He was blushing again, how was he going to say this. He didn’t dare to say it out loud. Ugh, he had to. “I-I d-don’t have a condom with me.”

“I think they might sell some inside,” you hummed before getting on your tiptoes to whisper, “You don’t need one anyway.”

This time, his blood rushed south.

Your eyes landed on the not-so-small problem and softly giggled. “I guess I have to check us in, huh?”

“Please…” He used a hand to cover his face in embarrassment. “Don’t tease me about this.”

“I’ll try not to,” you said, pulling him inside the hotel, he quickly pulled his shirt down to cover the front of his pants. The reception was quiet, you chose a room that was the cheapest and got your room key from the receptionist.

Junpei let go of your hand to dive it in his pocket to fish out his wallet to pay for the room but you stopped him. He looked at you in question and you shook your head, retaking his hand. “We’ll pay when we’re leaving since we’re paying by the hour.”

He hadn’t realized how uninformed he was about this sort of stuff until today. He nodded slowly and let you lead him to the elevator and then to your room.

The awkward atmosphere was back as soon as you stepped inside the room. You finally let go of his hand to take off your shoes. While you placed your own neatly by the entrance hall, Junpei had just kicked off his shoes, leaving them as they were.

You walked further inside the room after fixing his shoes and placing them next to yours.

Junpei was busy checking the minibar as you sat on the bed, taking out your phone from your purse to check the time. It was close to evening time, your boyfriend would be back home soon. Shaking your head, you put your phone away and focused your stare on Junpei’s back. “Thank you.”

“For w-what?” His shoulders tensed at your words, it made you smile.

“For the flowers and the notes you left by my door.” You laid down on your back to feel how soft the sheets were. “Receiving them made me excited and feel validated.”

“I-it was nothing.” He walked over to the bed, it was too late to drink anything from the minibar, on top of that, the prices were way too expensive. “I always thought you found them stalkerish.”

The bed sank and creaked as he sat next to you.

“My boyfriend did.” Ah, right. Saying it out loud made you realize how silly the situation was. You were in a love hotel with someone who sent you flowers despite having a boyfriend.

“Yeah.” He didn’t know what to say, the mood had changed again.

Thankfully, you knew what to say.

“Have you ever jerked off to me?”

Caught off guard, Junpei squealed but then forced himself to laugh to avoid answering the question.

“Hmm?” You lifted your head from the bed to look at him, determined to get an answer to your question.

“I can’t answer that…” His voice died off lamely, maybe he shouldn’t have said anything.

“It’s just a question,” you replied, encouraging him to tell you the truth.

He mumbled.

“What?” You smirked, “I couldn’t hear you.”

“I said maybe!” He covered his face with his hands. Another involuntary blush colored his cheeks and neck. The sound of the fabric rustling as you perhaps leaned closer to him filled the room, but all he could hear was his heartbeat in his ears. It seemed like an eternity until you said something.

“How?” you asked, almost sheepishly.

His eye opened widely. Was he hearing things? “What?”

“How did you do it?” His eye met yours again, then turned down briefly to his lap before returning his attention toward you.

He was frozen. He slowly processed your words, pausing for a moment. Had you really asked him that? Did he imagine that? Junpei stayed in his position for a while. He didn't dare to move.

You put a hand on his knee, sending a shiver down his spine as your hand moved up to his thigh.

“(name),” he breathed, the anticipation of what was to come made his cock twitch in his pants.

“Junpei,” you echoed, grabbing his thigh and letting your fingers brush against the growing bulge. “Tell me, how did you?”

He was biting his lip as your hands fiddled with his pants, pulling the zipper down and humming.

It all felt like a dream, something he would have fantasized about when he had his hand wrapped around his cock late at night. Not something that would actually happen in a million years. Yet, it was happening right now at this moment.

“I imagined you touching me,” he revealed when you cupped his bulge.

“How?”

“Naked and-” You tugged at the front of his pants, he lifted his hips and pulled them down.

“And?” Your fingers hooked under the waistband of his boxers, smiling mischievously.

“Under me,” he gasped as you pulled his underwear down to free his half-hard cock.

“Under you?” Wrapping a hand around the base of his cock, you lowered your mouth towards his cock, lolling out your tongue, you let your drool drizzle down on him. Slowly, you moved your hand from the base to the tip, spreading your drool to use it as lubrication.

“Y-yeah.” His hands gripped the sheets tightly. His cock was fully hard and was throbbing in your hand. “Under me.”

Your hand pumped his cock for the first time, it made a faint click sound. “Tell me more.” Using your thumb, you gently pulled back the thin layer of skin to expose the tip of his cock that was glistening with precum. With your forefinger, you tapped on the liquid and moved your finger away to see how far it would stretch. “Or better, why don’t you demonstrate it for me?”

Something snapped inside him.

Junpei grabbed you by your hair and pulled you up before locking your lips together in less than a second. His hand continued pulling you closer to himself while his tongue slipped out to explore your mouth once again. You sucked on his tongue and stroked his cock while grabbing a chunk of his hair in your other hand. You pulled his hair and opened your mouth widely to take the lead and this time you wanted to savor his taste.

Junpei’s free hand went to your ass, groping it and squeezing it as tightly as he could to get you to moan into the kiss and when you did, he lifted your leg to take you under him. Now, he was able to press himself on you.

You turned your face away for Junpei to kiss your neck, so you could jerk him off faster. He pecked on your neck and licked the sensitive skin until he reached your collarbone to nibble on your skin. Desperate to leave a mark of possession.

“Junpei,” you chanted, wanting to warn him about not leaving a mark. “Don’t-”

His teeth sank into your skin, hard enough to draw blood and your body squirmed in pleasure under him. An intense moan left your lips and you retrieved your hand from his cock to instead push his hair back.

Exposing his forehead, made him pull himself back from you. None of you dared to say anything as you gazed at each other. Your eyes were on his scars, albeit you were shocked, you managed to not show it on your face and instead pulled him closer to press a gentle kiss on his scars.

Your hands slid down to his cheeks and you squished them together, before pulling them back to take off your panties. You didn’t even get to take them off properly as Junpei balanced himself on a balled-up fist and hiked the skirt of your dress up. Although you wanted to offer him to take off your dress and panties, he was already positioning himself between your legs.

He stood still for a moment to look at you under him. Legs spread, hair and dress a mess while panties stuck on one ankle. He had never imagined he would see you like this when he left his house today. If he did, he would have been a lot more prepared.

Like bringing a condom.

“Is it really okay?” he asked.

You nodded, not really understanding what he was asking.

Without wasting another precious second, Junpei tapped his cock on your clit, dragging the tip back and forth between your folds before pushing the tip in. He pushed in deeper, letting out a groan in the process when your gummy walls squeezed around him.

You gasped softly, legs wrapping around his hips.

He took a moment to get himself together, it felt like he was going to cum if he moved. This was nothing like what he had imagined.

Whimpering, you moved your hips to tell him to move.

Junpei nodded, unable to let a single syllable out because of the way you clenched around him. He took a deep breath before tentatively pulling his hips back and slamming into you.

Your lips opened in a silent moan and he leaned down to press his lips onto yours as his hips started moving. His pace was irregular, the snap of his hips was brutal but his cock stroked all the good spots.

Arms wrapping around his neck, you held onto him for dear life when his cock began hammering into you. The girth of his cock was stretching you to your limit but the length was worse, with each snap of his hips, you felt the tip kiss your cervix.

The kiss turned sloppy soon enough, both of you were covered in each other's drool from moving your lips clumsily and thanks to the impact of Junpei humping your cunt like a rabid dog in heat.

His hands went to fondle your tits, he pulled the front of your dress down and dove his hands inside your bra to pinch your nipples, he was excitedly breathing into your mouth.

Both of you were close, he knew because you were a moaning mess, moving your hips desperately to meet his thrusts and his cock was twitching inside you because of how you wanted him like he wanted you.

“I’m- I’m gonna-” He couldn’t even finish his sentence.

When you felt his cock throbbing inside you, your legs wrapped around him tighter preventing him from pulling out. Once it occurred to him that you weren’t letting him go, he surged his forward as far as he could to bury his cock deep in your pussy. The tip of his cock pressed against your cervix and your gummy walls clenched around him.

Junpei’s eye rolled up while he spilled his seed inside your womb and in your pussy, filling you up to the brim. He pulled out to watch his seed oozing out from your gaping hole, he used his thumb to spread your folds wider and smiled in awe.

A moan left your lips, legs shaking in the pleasure of your tummy being full of his cum.

Junpei crawled next to you and put his head on your chest, his hand playing with your breast over your bra as the two of you caught your breaths.

There was a soft silence while you petted his hair and watched the ceiling.

You didn’t know what time it was but it had been long enough.

It was time to go home.

When you arrived at your apartment building, you retrieved your hand that was holding Junpei’s reluctantly. The smile Junpei wished you didn’t lose on your face was gone, instead, there was a broken smile.

He opened the building door for you and pressed the elevator call button. You were clutching on your purse, looking everywhere but his way. Maybe you were thinking that you made a mistake, Junpei knew he couldn’t compete with your boyfriend after all.

The elevator doors opened. The two of you got in. He pressed your floor. After an agonizingly long pause, the doors closed with a soft bell chime.

Having previously made your decision, you grabbed Junpei by his collar and pulled him down to kiss him greedily. Dumbfounded, he kissed you back. Although he wanted to use his hands to caress your body, the elevator’s bell chimed again, alerting that the doors were opening.

You pecked on his lips before letting go of his collar, brightly beaming at him.

His lips curled up into a smile matching yours.

Together, you walked past his apartment and to your place while holding hands, thankfully moving your stuff to the next door was easy.

#junpei x reader #junpei yoshino x reader

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adam-memeleri · 4 years ago

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Imperfections

it may not be foreign affairs anymore, but its still ayna day in my heart 😔❤️. thanks @gay-dinosaur-banana-milk-carton for the prompt again, i threw in some angst this time cuz i like pain :) kinky

no idea when anything takes place, but im aiming for during the fake relationship i think ?? who knows tbh

tagging -@bubblelaureno @lookingforsomethingcuzimbored @swimmingshoebakerydreamer @alccaddsccup @cardinalnuggets

if you do or do not wanna be tagged

Masterlists shameless self promotion lmao

T Rating (uhhhh i think hurt/comfort? primarily? idk man)

Ayna x MC (Kennedy, they/them)

~2k words unedited but thats nothing new now is it?

Ayna’s fingers fasten a necklace clasp behind her neck, every movement careful and precise as she readies herself. They move to her hair, fixing it for the nth time, just to assure it’s perfect.

It has to be perfect, all of it. Every hair, every pore, every fine detail - it’s all been carefully thought through for weeks now, for this one specific date.

Valentine’s Day.

The end all be all, at least this year. She’s never given it much thought before, but she’s never really had a reason to. Until this year. Until this crazy, wild, borderline disastrous year. Until the day Kennedy stumbled into her class, all smiles and longing looks.

Until she spent days looking forward to coffee house meetups, until short texts could make her whole day, until every class was an excuse to share a small smile. And, unfortunately, until those meetups were forced to end, until those texts stopped coming, until class was just a reminder that even smiles were dangerous.

But not today. She had a plan today, a foolproof, perfect plan. No planned meetups, no trackable texts, nothing too out in the open. And she’d be damned if it failed.

She turns from the hanging mirror, shrugging on a jacket and tugging on a nice pair of shoes before straightening. Her reflection stares back at her, carefully done makeup and slightly askew glasses. She quickly adjusts them, tucking back one last strand of hair.

With one last glimpse at herself, she grabs the bouquet of roses she picked out earlier in the day, bright red petals resting on her table. And with that she leaves, exiting her building and venturing onto Vancross campus.

She eventually steps out onto one of the many winding paths leading through the school’s grounds, carefully making her way to the expansive library settled in one corner of campus. It’s familiar warmth shines through the windows, yellow lights on even in the darkening night for cramming and over enthusiastic students.

Ayna’s fingers tighten over the door’s handle, tugging it open as a small, excited grin overtakes her lips. She steps inside, flowers poised in her hands regardless of how cheesy they may be, and scans for

They’re with her. Sitting with her, talking with her, laughing with her. They’ve been doing everything with her, and today’s no different. Today’s not special, not exempt, not reserved for Ayna.

Huddled close at a table, books spread before the pair as they whisper, heads so close. Arms touching, smiles wide, chairs so close. They’re so close, that’s all Ayna can think about as she simply stands there, all her previous excitement evaporating from her body.

And they don’t even notice her. Kennedy’s gaze doesn’t flicker in her direction in the way it always does. Their cheeks don’t flush when they’re caught like they always do in the lecture hall. Their hands don’t fidget with barely contained nerves, atop the table, a pen twirling between anxious fingers.

Their gaze is glued to Evelyn’s features, their cheeks dust in a blush from her words, their hands are relaxed as they lean against her shoulder. They don’t even notice Ayna.

She turns on her heel, quickly rushing out the library’s front doors and into the dusk settled around campus. Her heels clack with some strange anger, some swirling in the pit of her gut as her fist clenches, crushing the bouquet she spent so long picking out.

And all for naught. This is all for naught, that’s the worst part. The outfit, the shoes, the hair and makeup - all for absolutely nothing.

She stalks to a trash can resting beside the pavement, glaring down at it with pale knuckles and a furrow in her brow. She breaks, like a glass hitting concrete. She breaks, stuffing the ridiculous flowers into the bin over and over again, until she’s just needlessly exerting herself, needlessly scratching herself on discarded thorns.

Little nicks on her skin, tiny imperfections to ruin it all. A visual of her failings, a marking to remind her of this disastrous night. A brand forged without fire, one that’ll remain in the morning, even after she’s washed off the rest of tonight. Even when the mascara and curls and jacket are discarded in the next few hours, the cuts will stay, at least for a few days.

She breaks once more, from the trash bin as an angry and hurt tear slips down her cheek. A crumpled fist hurriedly wipes it away, before she’s stamping down the paved path once more, shoulders tight and expression pinched.

“Hey! Ayna!” a voice rings behind her, out of breath as quick footsteps draw closer and closer. “Hey,” a hand softly grasps her sleeve, a smiling face slipping into her line of sight.

“Hey,” she mumbles back, her gaze trained on the pavement beneath her feet, feet that haven’t once halted.

Kennedy slows by her side, falling into step with her easily. “Tatum said he saw you come into the library then leave, what’s up?”

Ayna’s shoulders lift in a halfhearted shrug, slumping with an exhale. “Nothing.”

“You sure? You seem kinda… distant.”

“I’m fine.”

“Well, okay,” Kennedy relents, head swiveling as they search for something to occupy her attention. “Um, happy Valentine’s!” Their hands clap together excitedly, expression alight with a beaming smile. “I wanted to call you or something earlier, but Winston was hovering over me all day and I don’t know… You’re usually busy this time of night and I didn’t want to bother you.”

Ayna shrugs again, her hands fisted in her pockets. “I’m not busy.”

“Really? Then let’s do something!”

Her gaze snaps up, shock sparking throughout her mind. “What?” she blanks, stopping in her tracks to further scrutinise Kennedy.

“Yeah!” Kennedy’s grin is brilliant, even in the low light, before they glance about the quad. Their hands slip into Ayna’s, fingers tangling with hers, before they’re tugging her along, away from the light posts and travelled paths.

She’s led past the bushes, to a secluded bench, empty branches hanging above it, stretching from a large tree. A soft breeze stirs them, whistling through the leafless wood.

“Okay,” Kennedy starts, sucking in a deep breath. “So I know this is super late, and I don’t really know how to go about this, but…” they meet her eyes, hope glimmering within, “would you, Ayna Seth, do me the honour of being my Valentine?”

She blinks. Not a single other muscle moves, her breath halts in her lungs, her brain malfunctions entirely, and the only thing she can do is blink. Again. And again.

“...Ayna?” Kennedy squeezes her hands where they still rest in theirs.

“You really… Really?”

“Yeah, of course. I’ve been trying to find a good time for ages, so I figured… Are you bleeding?”

“What?”

“You’re bleeding! Your hands!” they grip her forearm, tugging her down to the bench, where they carefully cradle her hands in their lap. Their fingers hover over her skin, not sure what to do as they send uneasy glances up to Ayna’s eyes.

She inspects the scratches now, all of them shallow and mostly painless. “It’s just a few cuts,” she mumbles, Kennedy’s panicked gaze quieting her.

“What happened?” they whisper, as if worried the volume of their voice could inflict further damage.

“I, um -” Ayna steals her hands back, folding them in her lap to hide them. “The flowers,” she worries her bottom lip between her teeth, “They had thorns.”

“You should be more careful.”

“Okay,” she nods, still biting her lip.

“Are you sure you’re alright?”

“You’ve been wanting to ask me out?” They speak at the same time, concern brimming in Kennedy’s eyes and disbelief in Ayna’s.

A grin quirks Kennedy’s lips as they settle against the bench, arm draped over the back. “I asked first.”

“Barely,” Ayna chuckles lighty.

“Still got there first.”

Ayna shakes her head in exasperation, a fond smile lifting her lips. Before it all falls away, replaced by a crease between her brows. “I, um,” she shifts in her seat awkwardly, struggling for the words. “I don’t think I’m as comfortable with the fake relationship as I thought I was…”

“Okay,” Kennedy answers quickly, easily.

“What?” she balks, jaw working for words. “Are you sure?” is all she manages.

“Of course,” they chime, just as quickly, as easily. “If you’re jealous or uncomfortable, I’ll do whatever I can to put a stop to it.”

Ayna’s jaw snaps shut, a frown curving her mouth, “I’m not jealous.”

“Oh really?” Kennedy’s voice hums, a teasing lilt to it.

“I’m not,” Ayna’s frown deepens.

“Okay…” they hum again, leaning closer as their voice lowers. “So you’d have no problem with me, say, asking out Evelyn for real?” Their eyebrow raises, head cocking to the side. “Or what about Blaine? Maybe Zaira…?” they tap their chin thoughtfully.

Ayna starts, “Don’t do that.”

“Why not?”

“Because…” her voice tapers off, replaced by the bouncing of her leg and the picking of a nail.

“You’re jealous?” Kennedy supplies with an amused smile.

Ayna deflates, sighing heavily, “Yes. I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“Being… jealous,” she almost spits the word, distaste heavy on her tongue and sloshing in her stomach.

Kennedy shifts closer, their body warm against Ayna’s in the cool night air. “Don’t be. It’s normal, it’s fine,” they take her hand, their palm covering tiny cuts, tiny imperfections with warmth and comfort. “I’d get jealous if you were walking around with someone too.”

“You’re not weirded out by it?”

“No, it’s normal,” They squeeze Ayna’s hand, thumb brushing lightly on her skin. “It’s human. You’re human.”

“I still don’t like it,” she scowls, eliciting a nudge and smirk from Kennedy.

“That’s fine, too,” they reassure, a more serious expression taking over. “So what happened with the thorns?”

“I got you roses,” Ayna’s cheeks flush dark, “Even though I know it’s lame, and then I kinda, uh, threw them out.”

A wide grin breaks across Kennedy’s face as they sidle up against Ayna, throwing their arm over her shoulder. “One:” they count off on the hand resting over her shoulder, “that’s adorable, and two: why’d you toss them?”

She doesn’t move beneath their arm, sitting stiff and rigid, her voice the same, “I got jealous and ruined them. I wanted tonight to be perfect, it was supposed to be perfect, and I ruined it.”

“Stop that. You didn’t ruin anything,” Kennedy scolds. “I told you, jealousy’s human. And I tend to like the things about you that make you human. It’d be weird if my Valentine was a robot,” they tease, nudging Ayna until she joins them in smiling.

She finally faces them fully, her own eyebrow jutting upwards, “I never said I’d be your Valentine.”

“You didn’t, did you?” Their arm retracts, leg folding on the bench as their body rotates towards hers. Their palms clasp in their lap as they lean forward, a smirk on their lips. “So what’ll it be, Ayna? Be my Valentine? My perfectly imperfect Valentine?”

She chuckles, shaking her head as she finally relaxes, the teasing familiar. “That doesn’t make any sense,” she smiles softly, tucking a fallen strand of hair behind her ear, unbothered by it.

“It does if you turn off the robot brain,” Kennedy lightly taps Ayna on the nose, laughing when her face scrunches.

“The robot brain is a part of the Valentine’s package.”

Kennedy squints, eyes roving over Ayna’s features. The askew glasses, the smudged lipstick, the flyaway hairs. “Are the roses also a part of it?”

“Mmhmm.”

“Then I’m all in,” they grin, just as infectious and brilliant as always. “So? Valentines?” they prod, wiggling their eyebrows playfully.

Ayna smiles softly back, scratched hands rising to cup Kennedy’s cheeks and close the already shrinking distance between them. “Valentines,” she murmurs against their lips, a whispered promise. Before they meet, light and soft and full of the light that’s held beyond the bushes.

#tbh this is probably a *bit* ooc but i just wanted angst so whatever #ayna seth #ayna x mc #playchoices #choices fanfic #i think i had something else to say but i forgot so just imagine a thumbs up with a really awkward smile instead :)

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wxlfstxrx · 5 years ago

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what about leo and tremzy’s first kiss? tbh i just need o’knutzy fluff cuz yeah who doesn’t

ask and you shall receive!!!! at this point, @shinymooncolor is just providing scenarios and i’m writing them out. thank you <3 this one’s a continuation of finn & leo’s first kiss :)

after training that day, the cubs head for lunch and finn invites logan over to their apartment to talk to leo, who blushes a dark red and nods shyly. finn and logan make good conversation all through lunch and the drive back to the apartment while leo’s lost in his own thoughts.

the euphoria from everything that happened the night before has worn off slightly and leo’s horribly anxious and worried again, worried that logan may not be as accepting of him just because finn is.

logan, for how boisterous and loud he is, tends to put up walls around him to those he’s not close to, and he’s always been friendly with leo but it never seemed like anything more and as he watches the two bickering boys up front, his mind starts to wander again, back to a past he so desperately wishes to forget, to a past he so desperately wishes will stay in the past.

finn excuses himself to his bedroom when they enter the flat, and leo awkwardly nods his head towards his bedroom, wringing his hands as he leads logan in. he sits in the middle of the bed with his legs crossed on top of the covers, and logan stands around, hesitant. leo watches as logan lifts his cap off his head, runs his fingers through his hair and jams the cap back on, guarded but undeniably entranced by his slim fingers and dark locks and beautifully tan skin.

logan shuffles over to the foot of the bed and lowers himself onto the mattress, one leg crossed on top of the duvet while the other leg dangles over the edge of the bed. both of them are silent for a while, waiting for the other to say something, anything, to break the tension. leo’s staring at logan’s hands, which are toying with the hem of his lions hoodie, and eventually logan looks up and their eyes meet, emerald and aquamarine glimmering under the sunlight that’s streaming through the window.

the brunette opens his mouth, then closes it again, chewing on his lip for a moment. are you— are you scared of me? logan means to ask, because he sees and feels leo’s hesitancy and he wonders if leo even likes him, or if he’s been reading the situation wrongly all this time, but what comes out is are you okay? and leo’s eyes widen a fraction, the walls he’s put up slipping for a moment.

i— i don’t know, leo admits, his voice small. he likes logan, he really does. logan is smart and fun to be around, he’s fantastic with kids, and he’s amazing on and off the ice. he’s playful, but he’s also fiercely protective of the people he loves. he doesn’t need to be asked for help with whatever the team needs; he’s always there, lending a hand to remus who’s searching for medical supplies when he’s hurriedly patching teammates up between shifts, offering to tutor and/or babysit dumo’s kids when he and celeste are busy or tired, and going out of his way whenever anybody needs help.

before leo even got drafted to the lions, logan’s personality and skills had attracted him as he watched their games. the 5’9 french canadian could’ve been 6’4 for all he knew, what with his big personality and fierce moves, and leo had been secretly smitten since.

if he’s being honest with himself, logan had also been a big part of the reason leo had been so upset the whole week. as if it wasn’t bad enough that he had a crush on finn, but he’d always liked logan too and seeing them get together had hit him harder than he expected it to. but now, knowing that logan wants him too, honestly scares him beyond belief. he sees finn’s interest, and he’s convinced, but what if logan’s just going along without actually feeling anything for him? he’s terrified that the past is going to repeat itself, and he’s terrified that one day, logan will stop wanting him like he does now.

logan sees so much emotion in those bright blue eyes and he’s startled for a moment; leo normally controls his emotions well, and in all the two years that they’ve known each other, he’s never seen him so vulnerable before. he’s confused, he sees some degree of desire in his expression, but it’s as though he’s repressing it for some reason. do you want to talk about it? logan blurts out, and leo breaks eye contact, shrugging and looking at his hands. okay, can i talk then? he asks again, and leo’s gaze snaps back up, surprised. he nods, and logan smiles a little.

leo watches logan’s mouth as he talks about his past with finn. he talks about the constant fear of his family, his friends, everybody, finding out. he talks about the rocky friendship he and finn had maintained over the past few years, and how they eventually resolved their lingering feelings from all the way back in 2015. he talks about the shy, sweet blonde who hasn’t treated him any different despite the nagging feeling that he knows, and he talks about how the rainbow bracelet that’s been so carefully hidden but yet so insistently worn had given him the courage to finally stop denying himself of his desires. he talks about how, unknowingly, but surely, he fell for the quiet, but kind, loving, and strong boy in front of him, and he slips his hand into leo’s as he says this, scooting ever so slightly closer on the bed.

leo’s quiet this whole time, his blue eyes more alluring and beautiful than the bluest of skies and the clearest of oceans. logan watches a million emotions fleeting across his face, and he watches leo’s chest deflating as he lets out a soft exhale at the end, his eyes darting between logan’s face and their intertwined fingers. still, he doesn’t say a word, and logan’s getting nervous. leo’s worrying his bottom lip, which is red and raw, and logan can’t stop staring at it.

can i bite it? logan bursts out without thinking, and his heart is pounding in his chest. leo’s obviously taken aback, his soft what? whispered immediately after proves it. logan decides to just go for it, and he leans in, slowly, giving leo the time to pull away if he wants to. he doesn’t. his breath hitches and his eyes flutter shut, and logan’s lips barely brush against his.

when logan kisses leo, he explodes. his heart— his whole world feels like it’s exploding. this fantastic, wonderful, gorgeous as fuck guy he’s been idolising and crushing on for years is kissing him, and it’s perfect. he kisses differently from finn; more controlled but no less passionate. he’s making the most adorable sighing sounds as he leans in further, his hands winding around the back of leo’s neck and he smiles into the kiss, feeling all his worries and insecurities melt away. he decides to just take what he wants for once, rather than hold back as he always does, and he lets his hands slide down logan’s torso, down to his arse, and he pulls the shorter boy onto his lap, deepening the kiss.

neither of them notice finn leaning against the doorway, a combination of lust and adoration swirling in his light brown eyes, arms crossed over his chest and biting back a smile.

#Finn O'Hara #Logan Tremblay #Leo Knut #O'Knutzy #lumosinlove #lumosinlove ocs

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jtsfavslut · 4 years ago

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The Less I Know the Better

Description: In which Grayson sees the love of his life move on, at least that’s what he thought. Based on the overplayed song by wanna be indie TikTok girls ‘The Less I Know The Better’ by Tame Impala.

Warnings: None really

Word Count: 2k+

Suggested Song: The Less I Know the Better - Tame Impala

It hurt.

All Grayson was feeling was pain and guilt.

Pain because he loved her and had to see her walking around and be happy with another man that wasn’t him. And guilt. Well, he felt guilty because it’s his fault she’s no longer his. If only he could’ve kept his dick in his pants, he would be the one with her now, even if it wasn’t completely his fault.

Too deep in his thoughts he didn’t realize that she was walking over to him and that he was staring like a lost puppy.

“Hi Grayson,” her dreamy and angelic voice spoke, making Grayson regret coming to the mall.

“Hey Y/N,” he replied. His deep voice making her remember all the good times they spent together. All the time he made her feel good, and not just about herself. All the time he would vent to her and she would sit and listen.

“How are you doing? How’s Ethan doing?” She asked him, trying not to be as awkward as she could. She doesn’t know why she walked over to him, she doesn’t know why she needed to talk to him but here she was; Talking to her ex trying to pretend as if nothing happened.

“I’m good, and he’s alight, how bout’ you tho? You seem happy,” he asked and regretted it instantly as he watched her face drop the smile that was being displayed.

“Happy? No. Calm? You could say that,” she said with a chuckle at the end. He wanted to ask her what she meant. Ask her if she needed someone to talk to, but he didn’t want to push it.

“I don’t know what you mean but sure,” he replied causing her to let out a little giggle.

“You know what I mean Grayson,” she said, shaking her head. “I just don’t know how to tell him.” She said, the sad tone in her voice causing Grayson to frown.

“Oh god, I can’t talk to you about this, that's weird,” she slightly shouted, realizing what she was talking about and to whom she was talking to.

“It’s fine Y/N, you know I’ll always be there for you,” he replied in which she responded with a smile.

“Me too Gray, actually I got a new phone and number and my ICloud got locked out so you know I don’t have any contacts so slide me your number if you want.” She said with a smile making his heart perform a gymnastics freestyle performance.

“Yeah here,” he said, handing her his phone. She was about to grab it when a loud and angry voice spoke from beside them.

“Y/N what the fuck are you doing?” Her un-official boyfriend's loud voice spoke, making her face display pure fear.

“Nothing Geo, I’m just talking to an old friend,” she nervously spoke, knowing that if he knew she was talking to her ex-boyfriend it would not end pretty.

“I told you to stay over there, not to go hoeing around,” he shouted at her, not realizing that Graysons fists were clenched in anger. He was not only upset that he was talking to her in such ways, but upset because the fear in her eyes was pretty evident.

“Don’t speak to her like that,” Grayson said in a deep voice, grabbing her and placing her being her.

“And who are you?” Geo asked in a sarcastic tone.

“A guy who knows how to speak to a girl, which clearly is not a thing in your life,” he responded with a careless shrugged. He wasn't intimated one bit, he already knew the type of guy he was, an all talk, no action douche.

“Yeah right, Y/N let’s go,” he replied rolling his eyes.

“No. I’m not going anywhere with your ass, were not even officially dating,” she replied, walking in front of Grayson to show she wasn’t scared of him.

“Y/N, lets go. Don't make me move you the hard way,” he said and grabbed his arm, digging his finger into it, before a hard punch from Grayson made contact with his fist making him let go of her arm and stumble back.

“Again, don’t talk to her that way,” he said grabbing her arm and pulling her out of the store ignoring the looks the people were giving them.

“Are you ok?” She asked looking up at him with glossy eyes, the same look she gave him when he told her what he had done.

“Are you ok? He said putting emphasis on you. He knew she was the type to worry about others before herself, one of the things he loved about her the most.

“I’m ok, it’s probably just gonna bruise up,” she shrugged and wiped the few tears that streamed down her face with a deep breath. “Do you want to go eat something and talk? I know we have a lot to talk about,” she asked him and he nodded his head.

They ended up choosing a small little restaurant that was across the mall.

“I need to ask you something.” She said as the waiter left after leaving their drinks at the table.

“What is it?” He said putting his phone in his pocket since he wanted to give her his full and undivided attention.

“About what happened with that situation, I know that there’s something I’m not aware of. It doesn’t add up to me, because I know you’re not that type of guy,” she quietly said, Grayson knew she was going ask that at some point but it still made him feel worse.

“You might not believe me but someone slipped something in my water, you know I don’t drink, and I purposely wouldn’t get drunk, all I remember is taking multiple sips from my cup and waking up on the floor.” He replied while playing with his fingers, a thing that he did when he was nervous, the only one that knew he did that was her.

“I know you don’t drink which was why I was confused. I was too caught up in my emotions to even let you explain and now I feel horrible.” She pouted making him shake his head.

“Don’t feel horrible. I betrayed your trust even if it wasn’t purposely. And I would probably have reacted the same way,” he reassured her and grabbed her hand in attempts to make her feel better.

“I still feel bad. You were literally sexually assaulted and I was too petty to even realize it,” she said and intertwined her fingers with his, both of their hearts jumping up and down with excitement and the feeling of each other.

“Hey don’t worry about it, I’m ok. And again how were you supposed to know, you were feeling hurt and angry,” he said, she was so glad he was so understanding.

“Ok now that we’ve cleared the air, I heard E has a little boo thang,” she said causing him to chuckle.

“Yeah she’s pretty nice, you know her too,” he said causing her eyes to widen.

[Okay listen, I’m not gonna name any names because I don’t want to speculate things even tho it’s pretty obvious as to who took Mr.Grants heart from y’all and I’ve been shipping it ever since that video cuz fuck Ethma literally eww 🤮 but yeah]

“Ooooo, we’ll talk about that later,” she replied, taking a sip of her drink. “I dropped out of college,” she added as Grayson and her confused look.

“Why?” He asked.

“I don’t know, it just wasn’t for me. At least not that major. Well I didn’t drop out completely I’m just taking a long break. And between you and me, with this Instagram and TikTok money, I don’t even need to finish,” she replied causing him to laugh.

“That’s true tho, you don’t even need to get a ‘regular’ job” he replied putting air quotes on the regular.

POV CHANGE

“Yeah, I might drop out completely. I don’t even want to be a surgeon anymore” you shrugged.

“Honestly do what makes you happy, because I remember you got really stressed out while studying and that’s not good for you,” he replied.

“And you get stressed out while coming up with video ideas, but yeah” you said, causing him to shake his head.

“Gray, I’m so sorry but I need to go. I have a doctors appointment in an hour and I would cancel it if I could but that would make it my third time rescheduling it.” You said with a pout once you checked the time on your phone.

You didn’t want to stop talking to him at all. You missed him, his voice, his face, you missed everything about him. You hadn't seen him in 3 months and the last time you saw him wasn’t rainbows and sunshine. But if you cancelled your appointment you would have to get a new doctor and you weren’t in the mood for that, plus you’ve been feeling a bit sick for the last few weeks.

“Hey it’s ok, we can talk again later,” he shrugged with a smile making you feel less guilty.

“Ok, just text me later and we can link yeah?” You replied, getting up and leaving a five dollar bill on the table.

“I will,” he said, getting up too.

“Good, don’t leave me waiting,” you said and placed a quick kiss on his cheek and left the restaurant with a smile on your face and made your way to your car.

You went home first taking a quick shower because you didn’t want to go to the doctor’s office feeling dirty, got dressed and left, stopping at Starbucks to get a drink and drove all the way to the office.

You were feeling anxious but you didn’t know why. You weren’t the type to get nervous when going to doctors or dentists so you were confused as to why.

When they called your name you got up from your seat in the waiting room and made your way to the door where the lady who called your name was at.

“Ok Y/N, I’m going to ask you a few personal questions are you ok with that?” Your doctor asked once you got settled inside the room.

“No, I’m fine,” you nodded your head and she sent you a smile.

“Good. So you said you were feeling a bit weird these past few weeks?” She asked and you nodded your head.

“Yeah, I haven’t had my period in the last few months, but it’s always been irregular, but I’ve been feeling weird and lightheaded in the mornings.” You explained as she nodded her head and wrote things down on a piece of paper.

“Any Nausea?” She asked and you shook your head.

“When was the last time you were sexually active to had unprotected sex?” She asked.

“About three months ago,” you replied. You didn’t lie, Grayson was your last. You met Geo about a month ago and never did anything with him, and didn’t plan too either.

You don’t even know why you decided to give him a try. He was controlling, sexist, and a douche. The complete opposite of Grayson. Grayson was more caring and compassionate. Always wondering whether you were ok and if you needed something.

He was your first everything. First boyfriend, as in first male friend, your first kiss, your first boyfriend, the person that took your virginity and the only person you fell in love with. He was your first for over 14 years so when he told you that he fucked another girl, you couldn’t help but be driven by your emotions and not let him explain, which you regretted. You were crushed, for two months you only left your apartment to get food or to go on drives so when you met Geo at a grocery store and he seemed charming you decided that maybe you had to move on, but look at how that turned out.

“I’m going to have you pee in this container, just to make sure, ok?” She said, causing your anxiety levels to rise.

You nodded you and head and grabbed the cup, walking over to the bathroom while she waited outside for you. After you were done, you washed your hands and exited the bathroom, handing her the cup with shaky hands.

“It’s ok, relax,” she said, noticing your nervous star and walking outside the room leaving you alone with your thoughts.

The seven minutes she took to come back seemed like seven hours, and when she came in with a smile on her face you didn’t know what to think. Your mind was completely empty.

“Congratulations Y/N, you’re pregnant!”

This sucks ass I’m sorry

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I'm a dum dum , didn't even realize your requests are open 😂. Ok~ I hope I'm following your rules– cuz I couldn't find any :")) but would you mind doing a hc for Ikesen characters(you can choose the characters! I don't really mind) reacting to a teenager MC(from ages 14-17)? I've seen lots of child MCs but not a teenager one.

Headcanon: Teenage MC feat: Nobunaga, Kenshin, Ieyasu, Hideyoshi and Masamune

Hehehe that's cause I'm a lazy potato so, for now, there are no rules lol 😂 😂 😂 ! Lol so for this I made it more fun and less romantic cause like don't want my sweet bios to look like pedos u know lol 🥀 ! Thanx for the request dear I hope you like it! And I hope you have the best day! (✿◠‿◠)

Nobunaga

The first time he sees you he is super intrigued

Like how did someone so young and smol manage to pull him out of a freaken burning building

He went into full BIG BRO MODE

The two of you would get up to all sorts of mischief together

Stealing candy together is a given

You would harry potter style hide under a not so invisible cloak, running to the kitchen together like hunched old ladies

The second you enter the kitchen the hunt for the candy begins

You find the jar in 0.2 seconds “Trust me this ain’t my first rodeo.”

“Aaaah so my fireball sister is an experienced thief then.”

The two of you happily munch on the candy in the kitchen when all of a sudden the two of you heard someone at the door

The two of you turned in sync to see Mother Dearest Amber eyes shining with anger in the dark

“How many times have I told you stealing is bad, and that candy before bed is extremely unhealthy.”

He turned to look at Nobunaga, who looked like a guilty schoolboy “My lord, you are supposed to set the example, how do you expect to be a good big brother if you are influencing her to steal and eat candy before bed.”

Everything was going perfectly according to plan- while Hideyoshi was distracted you snuck a few handfuls of candy in the hidden pockets of you kimono

Once you were done with your mission you chimed in “Yeah big bro how do u expect me to be a good girl when you always dragging me along to steal the candy.”

“Oooooh don’t think I forgot about you, young lady.”

He lectured the two of you for three hours

Hideyoshi sent both of you back to your rooms.

Luckily Nobunaga’s’sNobunaga’s’s room was right on top of yours and you were experienced in the art of sneaking out to meet up with friends

So you easily climbed up onto his balcony and snuck into his room

The two of you snicked and laughed while munching on candy together

Hideyoshi

“Have you eaten yet today, brushed your teeth, done all your chores.”

Catches you stealing candy at night with Nobunaga again

“How many times have I told you not to eat candy before bed young lady.”

Hideyoshi has full-blown turned into your castle mom

You had been secretly dating some random boy, you met in the market

You twisted your ankle sneaking out your room to go and see him, luckily Mamayoshi was doing his final rounds of the castle and found you hissing on the ground.

He picked you up and patched you up real good

Cue lecture about sneaking out in the middle of the night

The next day the boy broke up with you- cause he a piece o shit

You spent the whole day crying in your room

Cue Mamayoshi barging into your room, cause the maids had informed him that you skipped breakfast!

(ಥ﹏ಥ)

“Who dare break my favourite sister’s heart” (ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻

“Just show me who he is and I’ll teach that freaken punk a lesson he will never forget” (╬ ಠ益ಠ)

You spent hours crying on his shoulder, Hideyoshi made you some tea and took you to the market to do some retail therapy

You would go to Mamayoshi for advice all the freaken time, you really did see him as a mom

Have boy trouble Hideyoshi is there helping ya out and giving you advice, struggling to do the homework Mitsuhide gave you, Mama will sit for hours helping you, someone Is bullying you? Hideyoshi will mom style cut them

Will take you out to tea all the time, and the two of you will low key spill the tea on all the latest gossip

Kenshin

Treats you like a fragile princess

Will be an extremely doting brother

Will 100% teach you how to defend yourself

Feeling sad, Kenshin will legit find the source of your sadness and freaken kill them

Feeling anxious or insecure, Kenshin will be there wrapping you in a big bear hug while drawing soothing circles on your back. He will soothingly comfort you as your cry on his shoulder

Will summon his army of fluff balls to cuddle with you until that smile is back on your face

You like a boy in the market… forget about it. Kenshin is there glaring at the boy… “He is not good enough for my dearest sister.”

You give Kenshin puppy dog eyes “No way bunny, you are still a baby, definitely not old enough to date. Come on, let go get some tea and pickled plumbs to cheer you up.”

You cant say no to Kenshin especially when he gives you his puppy dog eyes in return

Will always insist on holing your hand when walking in the market together

Will legit kill anyone or anything that threatens you

Will give you platonic forehead and cheek kisses

Loves it when you sass and roll your eyes at Shingen trying to pick up all the woman at banquets

Will let you sneak a few sips of his sake, and you are the only one he will share his pickled plumbs with

Will send you off to bed when it gets too late, the bunnies have taken quite a liking to you so they will accompany you back to your room and cuddle with you

Masamune

“come on lass lets’s go on an adventure.”

“No way the last time we went on an adventure I was almost killed and both of us got an hour-long lecture about the dangers of waterfalls.”

“Where is your sense of adventure kitten.”

“The same place your sense of safety is, non-existent.’

Drags you with him to go hiking, when you were on the top of the mountain you slipped on some loose gravel. Masamune caught you, and both of you went tumbling into a lake

You couldn’t help but laugh

The two of you splashed around in the water until late into the afternoon

“Quick lass let’s sneak in before mother dearest scolds us for.”

Too late he was already waiting for the two of you

Masa will cook you anything and everything your heart desires, when you tell him you’re on a diet cause some boy called you fat Masamune’s eyes widens.

He will bring your favourite dish an place it just under your nose, you can’t help but crumble damn that smell too good to waste, “Fine but my diet starts tomorrow”, (っ˘ڡ˘ς) you say with a mouth full of food

Lol tomorrow never came and that asshole of a boy was never seen again

Sometimes it was hard to tell who the teenager was you or Masamune, the two of you would always joke around pulling pranks on all the castle residents

You were actually pretty thankful Masamune didn’t drink, cause it made you feel like you weren’t missing out on anything during banquets

At the end of the banquets it would always be you, Masa and Mitsuhide left awake and playing card games till dawn

Will leave Shogetsu with you during times of war. The big cat literally destroys everything

“No way masa, ask Mitsunari to watch him, last time when I woke up he shredded everything in my room”, he just grinned at you “That’s what adds to his cuteness”. (=^・^=)

You narrowed your eyes at him “What’s in it for me”. (¬_¬)

“I’ll bring you back a months supply worth of candy and I Masamune Date will owe you a favour”.

You beamed up at him, that would definitely come in handy one day “Fine I’ll do it”. (｡◕‿◕｡)

“Thanks, kitten that’s why you’re my favourite sister”,

You rolled your eyes “I’m your only sister”.

He pats you on the head while chuckling “Exactly” (＾ｕ＾)

Ieyasu

Would have witty battles with the resident porcupine all of the time

Masamune would literally, howl in laughter when the two of you are at it.

You would juts roll your eyes “Not my fault Ieyasu is always so salty.”

The amount of time the two of you have had an eye-rolling contest is ridiculous

Even though the two of you fight like cats and dog you still enjoy Ieyasu’s’sIeyasu’s’s company

Ieyasu actually shows you his soft side

One day a boy broke your heart

You walked into Ieyasu’s room and looked at him ༼ つ ಥ_ಥ ༽つ

Ieyasu rushed to you and wrapped you up in his arms and let you cry it out

“You know what will be fun” Ieyasu asked with a hint of mischief in this emerald eyes

“What” (“･ω･`) you asked sniffing and wiping the last of your tears away

“If we make that punk regret ever breaking your heart.”

You couldn’t help but give him the biggest brightest smile, the two of you snuck out that night and egged his house

You are the only person privileged enough to know Ieyasu’s soft side

The two of you will have a chilli eating contest

Basically ends with you drinking a gallon of milk and losing all sense of taste “Silly girl this isn’t even the hottest peppers yet.”

You will play matchmaker to get Ieyasu a date/lover

He will legit just roll his eyes at the suggestion, he is way too busy with work

“I found the perfect person for you Yasu, they are sweet, kind you know basically an angel and don’t worry they definitely won’t get put off by your contrary personality.”

Yasu raises a brow “Who” (ーー;)

You snicker a little and burst out laughing “MITSUNAR, he is perfect for you.”

Yasu legit spits out the tea he was sipping on, he was turning as red as a tomato

Yasu.exe has stopped working

“I freaken knew it, I’m gonna go tell him right now” (°o°)

“Don’t you dare” (ー_ー)!!

(✿◠‿◠)

(((( ；ﾟДﾟ))) Yasu legit leaps over his desk and tackles you to the ground tickling you until you surrender

“Fine but if the two of you ever get married, I better be your maid of honour.”

Yasu legit just ruffled your hair and rolled his eyes “Yeah yeah whatever just don’t tell him.”

Hope you liked it, dear! <3

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