#it makes my insides boil XD in a good way-

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I desperately need more 'you were who i needed at the time', 'We aren't together anymore but i could never regret you, not ever', 'i will always love you, goodbye', 'we were in love but now we're old friends and i'll always show up for you', 'thank you so much for being with me then- even if we weren't meant to', 'maybe we're not soulmates but you're still so so important', 'yeah i guess it wasnt true love but you're still amazing and i will always remember you and smile', 'you mean so much-- i'm sorry we can't love each other more', 'so we're not meant to be- so what? we were anyway' kind of writing!!!

[miniwheat77]

Power Hungry. (Graves x Virgin!Reader.)

!nsfw, smut, unprotected sex, non con, virginity loss, Graves is pushy, military talk, blood, violence, no minors- you know the drill!

Soap is not dead on this blog, he’s alive and well. That was not canon here! XD NOT EDITED

It’s no secret that Commander Graves has a thing for you.

He has since the day he met you.

He didn’t care who was around when he flirted with you. He didn’t care who heard. You didn’t mind him or his flirting at first. You got along with him pretty well. You didn’t see him too much because you were apart of task force 141 and he was with his own group. But that didn’t mean you didn’t like him. You of course had no intentions of ever pursuing his advances. You were a scared virgin and that was that.

Things changed when he took over Alejandro’s base and attacked Soap.

He held you inside Alejandro’s base alongside him. Had you tied up. He killed many innocent people and threatened you. Held a gun to your head.

It was a weird day when Soap and Rudy said he died in the tank, and you heard nothing about him for months.

Until you were sitting in that office talking to Shepherd.

“Without an army you’ve got nothing.” Gaz spoke. You were standing next to him. “Wrong again boys.” When Graves appeared on screen your stomach fell. Knowing what he’s capable of. What he said he’d do to you if you didn’t cooperate. You tried to hide yourself behind Gaz. “Un-fucking-believable.” Soap groans. “Soap… you miss me?” You can hear the smile in his voice as he says it. You hear nothing but ringing in your ears for the next few minutes. Not until you hear your name and freeze up.

“Is that Y/N behind you, Gaz?” Graves smiles. He bites his lip and you freeze. “That’s none of your concern.”

“Oh come on. Let me see her. Show me that pretty face.” Gaz backs himself up into you. Giving you a chance to get out the door without being seen anymore by him. You’d have to thank him later. “It’s alright. She’s got some hard feelings.. I’ll make it up to her.” He smirks. “Fuck off.” Gaz growls. “You tied her up and threatened to kill her, I hope the next time she sees you she shoots you.” Soap rolls his eyes. Graves laughs on the other end.

———

You’re stood next to Gaz when Graves tries to shake his hand. Gaz doesn’t make a move and you have to stifle back a laugh. You can tell it eats Graves alive that none of you will be nice to him, but that’s not something that’s going to change. Not ever. His betrayal was unforgivable.

When Makarov got away, the task force stepped back. They had no intel, no leads. Nothing. Shadows were staying on the base with 141 and you had live alongside them until they went elsewhere. So you kept to yourselves mostly. You did your very best to avoid Graves. Until you couldn’t. You were on watch, but your partner had changed. You had no idea who was waiting up there for you. Who you’d be on watch with for the next couple of hours. You expected maybe Captain Price or another shadow. But you didn’t expect him to be waiting there for you.

His smirk was knowing, he’d purposely put himself as your partner on watch from here on out and you felt your blood boiling inside your veins. Why couldn’t he just leave you alone?

Why couldn’t he have been a good guy? Someone you could trust?

He stands up from his chair. His smile beaming as he made his way toward you. “Y/N.. how you been honey?” He smiles. By the time he comes to a halt there’s barely a foot of space between the both of you. Which gives you the perfect distance for a right hook. He doesn’t expect it, not from you. You’re sweet and kind.

He stumbled back, recovering from the hit. His eyes are wide when he looks up at you. Wiping his now bloodied lip.

He laughs. In complete disbelief.

“My name is Y/N. That’s how you’ll address me. If you don’t want to sit on watch alone for the next couple weeks, you’ll shut the fuck up and leave me alone.” Your demeanor is strong. Your chest is puffed up and you’re standing your ground. Something he didn’t expect from you. You pass by him, going to sit down. “Oh come on, you’re not still mad are you?” You freeze up. Swallowing hard. “You tied me up, held a gun to my head, and than went after my task force. I’m fucking furious that you’re still standing on two feet.” The venom in your voice stings him a bit. How you could hate him so bad.

He knows he deserves it.

“What’s it gonna take huh? To prove myself to you?” He breathes. “You’re a fucking dog, a filthy traitor. You’re never going to be anything more than the dirt on my shoes.” You make your way for the door. “You and I? Will never be friends. Not ever. As far as I’m concerned, you’d have been better off if you pulled the fucking trigger.” You seethe as you slam the door shut, going down the stairs of the watch tower and leaving him up there alone. You knew you’d have to come back tomorrow, but for now, you needed to get away from him.

You think about him a lot. You always have.

You think about how flirty he was when you first met him. How he’d make you blush. He’d wink at you in passing and your stomach would fill with butterflies. You always thought it was a stupid crush but your virginity is what kept you away. You were scared to lose it, and avoided the topic at all costs.

Seeing him now makes you realize it was more than just a crush. You had real feelings for him deep down and his betrayal cut deep and hurt worse than anything you’d ever been through. If he liked you like he said he did, why was hurting you so easy? If you like someone, how could you? You lost sleep over it, and the time you thought he was dead, you dreamt of him. You would dream about how it was all a mistake, that it wasn’t real. How he’d come running to your aid and hold you close to him. Reassuring you it was all fake.

And than you’d wake up. And he’d be dead again.

He was a lot easier to get over when he was dead. It was easier to cope with because of his betrayal. You shouldn’t care that he was dead because of what he’d done and that’s how you got through the grieving process. But now, you didn’t know how to feel. He was alive but it seemed harder to cope with.

The next day on watch, you were up there first. He came inside but didn’t say anything to you. Thank god.

He leaves you alone for the most part. Only asking certain questions about how the base worked. You were short with him.

It went that way for weeks. You kept to yourself and so did he.

It was him who finally broke the silence.

“I wasn’t going to hurt you, you know.”

You turn to look at him, eyes darkening. For a second he thinks he made a mistake. But he doesn’t stop. “I.. I was just trying to scare you. So that you wouldn’t run away.” He swallows down a lump forming in his throat. “I knew you’d be pissed. Of course I did. But.. I thought maybe if I kept you close to me for long enough, you’d understand.”

He sighs. “I was delusional. I was terrified.” He looks down at his hands. “I acted purely out of fear, Shepherd told me about the consequences of what could happen if those found out about what had happened despite me not knowing. I was desperate to cover it up. He told me to kill you but I couldn’t. That’s why I kept you tied up. I didn’t want to.”

“He used me and threatened me. He blackmailed me because he made me apart of it. And Y/N.” He breathes. Looking at you. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry for the hurt that I’ve caused you. It was never my intention, I tried to avoid it.”

You look down. It’s silent and he’s clearly waiting for you to say something. “What’s done is done.” You breathe. “Maybe you can spend the rest of your life making up for it. And maybe when you’re dead I’ll forgive you.”

And just like that, you’re gone again.

———

For the next week or so, he decides to get close to Gaz.

He offers to help him any chance he gets and Gaz always says no. But Graves jumps in to help anyways. It drives Gaz crazy at first, until he gets used to it.

Gaz is helping work on a Humvee and Graves is passing him tools, offering to be a runner if he needed anything. “This is about Y/N isn’t it?” Gaz asks out of the blue one day. “What?”

“You’re only being friendly to me because of her, right?”

Graves sighs. “Gaz. I’m trying to make it up to you guys. I know it’ll take forever, but I’m trying.” He mumbles. “What I did was fucked up and if the shoes were on the other feet I’d have put a bullet in my head already and I’m thankful you haven’t because I know you want to.”

“She liked you.”

Graves freezes up. “What?”

“She did. She had feelings for you. She buried them deep afterward but she did. Had nightmares about you for fucking months after you died.” Gaz mumbles. “I… didn’t know that.” He sighs. “Of course you didn’t, because you don’t care about anyone but yourself.” Gaz wants to ring graves neck for hurting you. You’re like his little sister and seeing you be in love with someone who’s so selfish eats him alive. “I’m trying here. Okay?”

“You scared her.” Gaz slides out from under the Humvee. It’s where he’d been working. He picks up a towel and wipes his hands off. “I’ll never forget the look on her face when you betrayed her. When you betrayed all of us. She kept a fake face on, made us all think she was okay when she cried herself to sleep for days afterward. She’d never been so scared, she didn’t know who to trust or what to do. Captain Price had to send her off on leave for a couple weeks so that she could recover. She tried so hard to hide how she felt. Seeing you probably eats her alive, and having to work alongside with you I’m sure has ruined any kind of healing she’s done.” Gaz shakes his head. “And what the fuck she ever saw in you…” he scoffs. Throwing the towel down. “She’d be better off if you had died in that tank.”

He walks away, leaving Graves standing there alone, again.

He hated how bad this task force hated him, but he understood.

Soap is who he approached next, trying to keep him company. But Soap barely showed him the time of day and when he did it was the bare minimum. Soap hated Graves. With a burning passion. But that didn’t mean he stopped. Soap did all kinds of chores all over base, so Graves started helping.

He worked alongside Gaz, doing grunt work in the shop where Gaz tried to learn everything he could about the Humvee’s. He helped Soap with chores around the base, every single day. When he wasn’t busy that’s what he was doing.

For two hours a day, he was sitting up on watch with you. He never said a word, only did what he was supposed to.

When it came to missions, he let Captain Price control everything. He told the Shadows to follow his orders and do what they’re told and Graves did too. He kept his mouth shut and did exactly what they wanted.

On these missions, Graves watches Ghost like a hawk. Making sure he was safe, taking down a couple men that sneak up behind Ghost along the way. Graves knows to keep his distance and try to make amends by staying away, Ghost is too dangerous.

At the end of the day, if Graves dies on a mission, not a single person is going to care. He did something unforgivable, something he can’t come back from. If one of them decides they’ve had enough of him one day and kills him, they’ll cover it up and said he died in action. And that will be the end of Phillip Graves. It eats him alive day and night, but nothing compares to the way he’s hurt you. He thinks about back then, the way you’d smile and blush in his presence, roll your eyes at his flirting. Now, you were cold. Falling in love with him, or catching feelings. He doesn’t know which.

Having feelings for him destroyed you. Turned you into a cold hearted person. Who killed and served like there was nothing to it. All of the life you’d once been full of was drained because of him. Because he was supposed to protect you, but he was the one on the other side of the gun to your head. He stabbed you in back and you trusted him so much.

“What do you want from me Graves?” Soap finally snaps one day. Graves is helping him clean up the mess hall. Soap is stacking the chairs up and graves is sweeping as he goes. “I don’t want anything from you.” He mumbles. “What? You’ve been following every single one of us around like a lost puppy doing anything and everything we say, if you think that’s how you’re going to win us over it’s not going to work.” He scoffs. Graves shakes his head. “That’s no my intentions, Soap.” He sighs. “Than what are you doing?”

“I just want to work alongside you guys without hating each other. I can’t take back what I did, but I can be better. That’s what I’m trying to do.”

Soap rolls his eyes. “You betrayed us. We’re never going to like you. Not ever.”

“And that’s okay. But I’m going to do better and I’m not trying to prove that to you, I’m proving it to me.” Graves continues sweeping the floor. Leaving Soap with nothing else to say.

It goes on like this for months.

The task force worries of course, they don’t want to get comfortable with him because the last time they did that, he tried to kill all of them.

But they get used to it. To his help.

———

Graves follows after you. Hiding in the shadows. It’s late at night.

He doesn’t know what he’s thinking. Maybe he just isn’t thinking at all.

He knocks at your door quietly and you’re confused as you open it. But your heart rate picks up when you see who it is. What on earth is he doing at your door so late?

“Hey.” He breathes. He steps toward you and you hurriedly step back. “What do you want?” You say quickly. He raises his hands in surrender. “I just wanted to talk to you.” He breathes.

He can see your pupils are blown wide, you’re on edge. Had he really scared you that bad. He can see you clutching your sidearm. He sighs. “I swear I’m not going to do anything. You don’t have to be scared.” He breathes. “I’m not scared. The only thing between me and you is a bullet.” You breathe. “Just.. please. Talk to me?” He bites his lower lip, looking down at the ground. You sigh. “What do you want?”

He steps into your room, closing the door behind himself. “I just wanted to ask you..” he breathes. “Is it true you have feelings for me?”

“Had.” You finish.

“Okay.. so it’s true. You did have feelings for me.” He sighs. “Yeah. Until you betrayed us and put a gun to my head.”

He winces as the words leave your mouth. “I.. I wasn’t going to hurt you. I was just trying to scare you.”

He sits down on the edge of your bed, you’re standing in front of him, just a few feet away. “It worked.” Your eyes darken. You draw your gun from its holster, pointing it right at him. “Maybe it’s your turn.”

He closes his eyes as you move closer, pressing the barrel of your gun right to his forehead. He winces when you cock it.

“I’m sorry Y/N.”

He reopens his eyes, seeing that your eyes have filled with tears. Your hands have begun to tremble. “You’re not sorry.”

“I am. I’ve never regretted anything more. I hurt you, and I’ll never forgive myself for that.” He breathes.

Just as a tear slides down your cheek, you spin around to hide it. Wiping your cheek and shoving your gun back into its holster. “You need to go.”

“No.”

“Leave.”

“I’m not going. Not until you know how sorry I am.”

“Just go!” You wipe your eyes. You don’t want him to see you cry. “No.. not this time.” He breathes. He stands up, pulling you into him. You fight him until you’re sobbing so hard that you can’t contain it anymore and finally you relax back into him. He holds you against him while you cry. He pulls you back into the bed, your back against his chest as he holds you tight against him. You’re sitting in his lap but he’s got his arms wrapped around you. You’re still trying to fight him through sobs but you’re weak. He swallows hard, a lump growing in his throat.

Eyes fill his own tears. “I hate you.” You cry. “I hate you for what you did- I hate you for hurting me so bad.” You hiccup. “I hate you because I still care-“

You hang your head, trying your hardest to stop this panic attack.

He holds your arms to your side and keeps you there until your sobs quiet. Until you’re doing nothing but hiccuping. Thats when he finally stands up and sets you down. Kneeling in front of you. He takes your hands in his and forces you to look him in the eyes.

“You’ll never know how much I hate myself for what I did.” He swallows hard. You can see he’s got tear stains on his face. “You’ll never see how much it hurts me. Seeing you like this. I’ll never forgive myself for hurting you so bad. And I swear to god on my life I’ll live the rest of it protecting you. You don’t have to believe me. But..” he grits his teeth. Trying to hold back his own emotions. “I care about you. And you don’t have to believe me. But I was never going to hurt you. I wanted you by my side. It’s why I kept you tied up. I want you, I’ve always wanted you to be with me. So.. forgive me, for what I’m about to do.”

You look confused, your heart has finally relaxed in your chest. “Wha-“

He stands up, pressing his lips to yours. You start to panic again, trying to push him away. But he forces himself on top of you. He forces you back onto the bed, using his weight to pin you underneath him.

He’d already taken his vest off. Leaving him in only a t-shirt and jeans. He reaches for his belt. Once you hear the rattle, your eyes widen and you try harder to push him away. “Wait- Graves wait!” You push him back. He only pins you down, pressing his lips to yours again.

He forces your pants down your legs, keeping his lips on yours.

You didn’t realize how strong he is. Because no matter what you do, you can’t get him off of you.

He grips the base of his cock, and just as he’s about to slide into you, you force your head to the side.

“Please! I’m a virgin!”

He freezes on top of you. You look up at him, and all he can see in your eyes is terror. He steps down onto the floor, quickly lifting his pants over himself. “W-what?”

You pull your legs up to yourself. Hugging them to your stomach. “I’m.. a virgin.” Your voice is barely above a whisper. He back away further.

“Fuck.. fuck. I’m so sorry. I’m so fucking sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking- I-“ he reaches quickly to buckle his belt, going for the door.

“Wait!” You stand up.

He freezes up, his hand on the door handle. “Don’t…” you freeze up. Unsure of what you’re about to do. What you’re about to let happen.

“Don’t go.”

He turns back to you, swallowing hard.

“You said… you won’t hurt me.” You breathe. “Y/N..” he trails off. Looking down at the ground. “I want you to do it.” You look up at him. His heart thumps in his chest and he doesn’t hesitate to close the gap between you again. His lips are on yours before you have time to change your mind. He returns himself between your legs, exposing himself once more.

He presses the tip of his cock at your entrance. Looking down at you. He makes sure you’re wet enough, pressing himself inside of you. He tries to go slow but seeing you wince. He lowers himself into you. Covering your mouth and bracing himself before you have a chance to make any noise of protest. Thrusting himself inside of you. Your eyes widen and you cry into his hand but he shushes you, whispering into your ear to reassure you that it’ll only hurt for a minute.

And that fast, your virginity is gone. You’d given it to the person who hurt you the very most.

You look up at him. Eyes full of tears.

He finally moves his hand.

“Phillip.” You breathe. Hearing his full name come out of your mouth is foreign.

You wince as he slides out of you, thrusting back into you. “I trust you to take my virginity.” He clenches his eyes shut.

“But if you betray me again.” You whisper. “It will be me who kills you this time.” You look up at him.

He buries his face into the crook of your neck, picking up his pace and thrusting deeper into you. Angling just right to hit that spot inside of you that has you crumbling. “You’re not going to have to do that. I can fix this.” He breathes. “I can’t take it back but I can be better. I swear.” He mumbles. Hips rocking lazily into yours. “I’ll show you.” He grits his teeth. The weight of him above you overwhelms you. You have to remind yourself why he’s there. Not to hurt you. But to make you feel good. You hold back all of the racing thoughts by focusing on the way he feels sliding into you. You can feel him pulsing against you, throbbing against your gummy walls. You swallow him up, clamping tight around him. It’s the most intense pleasure Phillip has ever felt. Ever.

The pleasure is white hot and it settles into your lower stomach, his too. Like an oncoming tidal wave. About to wash away all of the pain and hurt.

Each thrust he takes into you, you forget a little more. How could he make you feel so good but have hurt you so bad? Your lips part as he glides into your spongy spot, a gasp leaving your lips as your thighs start to shake beneath him. He knows he’s got you cornered. He’s going in for the kill.

You shake and whine. Mewling out his name and pleas. You’re panting out how good he feels inside of you and he’s so close to falling apart, he feels like he’s going to implode. He raises himself up, taking deeper thrusts into that spot that you like. He looks down at you. Seeing your lips slightly parted. Sweat forming at your hairline. It throws him into a daze. How pretty you are and how you’re letting him fuck you, you let him take your virginity and as far as he knows, you hate him. You wanted him dead. You take in a jagged breath, eyes going from his eyes to where the both of you now connect. Watching his cock slide in and out of you. He’s big. He stretches you out. It hurt at first but you’ve gotten used to it. You’re amazed by how fast the pain had subsided.

You claw at his back through his shirt, holding onto the fabric for dear life as he tears you to shreds.

“I’m… I- oh my god.” You inhale sharply. He clamps his hand over your mouth once more. Resting his weight on you and thrusting into you lazily. “It’s alright. Give yourself to me.” He mumbles. “Go on baby. Give it to me.”

Your eyes roll back before clamping shut. His eyes widen as you clench down around him. A gasp leaving his lips as you throb. “Oh fuck- I’m gonna cum too.” He breathes. He wraps his arm around you, holding you still and tight to him. You shake from your orgasm tearing through you. Your eyes open, going wide when he lets out a moan. You say something into his hand but he’s still got it over your mouth. His thrusts come to halt as he reaches his high and you gasp as he cums inside of you. When he finally draws his hand away from your mouth, you’re too shocked to even know what to say. He presses his lips to yours and this time, you kiss him back.

He slides out of you, hearing you gasp as he does.

He moves himself to lay beside you, pulling you into him. “I’m sorry.” He mumbles. “I shouldn’t have pushed you like this.” He breathes.

You choose to say nothing. Not at first. You let what just happened sink in. Your chest feeling heavy once more.

You’re an idiot for trusting him with your virginity.

“Hey. Look at me.”

He cups your cheek, forcing you to look at him. “Stop overthinking. Just relax. No thoughts, it’s just you and me.” He forces you to look at him.

You nod your head.

———

A few months go by.

The task force hates to it admit it, but Graves is an important part to the team. He’s pretty much redeemed himself, but they try to keep their guard up anyways.

Soap and Graves are walking along the side of the building when they hear shoes scuffing across the floor.

“You know we all know about you and Y/N right?” Soap brings up out of the blue. Graves feels his blood going cold. “I didn’t know that.” He sighs. “Yeah. For a couple weeks now. Gaz wanted to ring your neck.” Soap laughs. “I’m the one who stopped him.” Soap sighs. “I hope you prove us all wrong. Because if you do anything to her..” he trails off. “You already know.”

“Yes I do.”

They hear the sound again but this time they decide to check it out. Surprised when they see a new recruit crowding you.

“Something going on here?” Soap mumbles.

“No. We’re fine.”

“No! I said to leave me alone!”

Graves is quick to intervene. “Woah- you heard the girl. Back off.” He gets between the both of you. “You touch her again and I’ll cut your hands off. Understand me?” He crosses his arms over his chest. Seeing the new recruit with fear in his eyes. “Come on. Taking you to Price’s office.” Soap scoffs. Grabbing a hold of his shirt and tugging him along. “You alright? He hurt you?”

You shake your head. “I’m fine.”

“Cmon, I’ve got you. You’re safe now.”

[mystsee]

DRIFTED ✦ SIMON GHOST RILEY

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✦ about: after yesterday’s incident, simon is there for you. at all times. even when you try to push him away :(

✦ content: afab reader, fluff, panic attacks, inaccurate medical terms xd, pining, violence mentions, no mask , hospital, no mentions of y/n

✦ a.n: part of this story is based on my personal experience, #definitelynotprojecting

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WAKING up in the hospital wasn’t what confused you the most, it was the weight of something, rather someone, in your arm. you felt your head dizzy, remembering yesterday’s events.

you were unconscious for the most part, but you do remember simon threatening the doctors they took care of you in that moment. simon was very panicked and angry, he couldn’t believe someone could do that to you, let alone a man.

he was desperate knowing who he was, so, he asked lily. lily was indecisive if telling him the story, i mean, she has no idea what’s your story with simon, you never told her he was your boyfriend soon to be husband

“look, i just remember they met in a meeting or something like that, i never saw her happy with him, it always seemed like she was just trying to move on about someone” simon felt a pang in his chest. he never knew anything about how you dealed with the breakup, he went away for as long as he could.

“the bastard started controlling her, and it was hard for her impossible to break up with him, the night she came from a long work trip, she found him in her flat, angry as hell. trying to force her to go move in with him and leave her work”

simon remembers how passionate you were while learning languages, being a translator was your dream, you just loved languages. he was happy to know you were still doing it :)

“the psycho tried to force her and started pushing her around, trying to take her out of her flat, i arrived just in time, i called 911 and they took him out of her flat. since there was no proof of him hurting her, police couldn’t give him a restriction order”

simon felt anger boiling up to him, how dare someone tried touching you like that?

an hour later, the doctor came out, telling simon your hip was fractured, the doctors managed to solve it, all you needed now was fisio therapy. and lots of rest. doctor said you would have a limp for a while when you walked, so you would need help while walking, simon ears perked at that, he could be near you now.

you were still unconscious, the anesthesia they gave you was hard on you. you were okay though, but simon didn’t think for a second he would leave your side.

he slept next to you that night. “i’m s’ sorry love” he said in a small whisper “i thought distance would b’good too, should’ know i needed to fight harder for you.” simon took a deep breath

“maybe then, you wouldn’t be here” knowing you dated this bastard, trying to move on, made him feel a bit guilty inside.

as you opened your eyes, your eyes moved to your left, you saw simon, his head on your arm, and his hand holding yours. you felt heat rush to your cheeks. he looked so peaceful like that. you always loved sleeping next to him, engulfed by his big arms, you always slept like a baby next to him :(

you slowly moved your other hand, and moved it to simon’s hair, soft as ever, making small patterns on his hair. you stared at him for what it felt like forever. maybe they were 5 minutes, but you really appreciated seeing simon again.

you felt when simon woke up, he was awake a while ago, but he wanted to feel your hands on him his muscles tensed up, and his hand tightened on your hand. the way he moved his head to look at you, made your cheeks even redder. he had this lazy look, his hair a mess, but his eyes held something when he looked at you. “love? you awake?” his deep voice made your thighs clench unconsciously, it sounded way too good.

“yes” you said breathlessly, simon sat up and started stretching, he was clearly in a very uncomfortable position, his black shirt moved up a little bit, making you see a clear outline of his abs. your face was a tomato at this point

“i’ll call the doctor, love” that nickname was making you feel things, how come in less that a minute he’s making you all flustered? you thought you moved on!

after 5 minutes of a medical check up, the doctor explained what happened to you, and of course, you felt the tears threaten to fall. you try hard to keep them inside, but it was really hard, you felt ashamed with yourself:(

lily came back after an hour of being in silence with simon, a lot of thoughts were spiraling on your head, where is he? is he at the police station? will you be safe in your home?

lily brought you a change of clothes, doctors gave you the heads up, but you need to come here every once a week for fisio. your sweater covered most of the bruises the bastard left you, making you less uncomfortable. being around simon in this state was making you feel weird.

as you tried standing up on the bed, your left leg gave out, making you almost fall, but simon’s hand was on your waist, firm on there, making you blush again, his hand felt so good around you you almost forgot your leg was hurting you .

he effectively caged you in between the bed, you didn’t dare to move your eyes, you were sure his lieutenant stare was on you right now. but you were so close to him, you could feel his muscled chest and his breath.

you saw simon moving to his side after a long minute, and move his left arm up, signaling you to grab it. you started waking out of the hospital with him, it felt weird, you were still processing the fact that he was here, and now you were waking with your arms intertwined?

you thought lily would be picking you up with simon, but turns out, simon brought his car, a jeep, when? god knows, but it was really good looking. simon helped you up, once again feeling his hands around your waist, so lovely. he helped you buckle up, again really close to you. all of this was making you confused. neither of you said a word.

the ride home was awkward, for simon, he didn’t know what to say, you didn’t say anything, and you, you were feeling shame, a lost gaze on the road. simon saw that and felt his heart clench, he didn’t like seeing you sad.

the elevator to your flat was not working, so, simon the oh so gentleman decided to carry you “wait! no simon, it’s okay, you don’t nee-!” he was carrying you bridal style, his big arms carrying you, one holding your waist, and the other your legs, you just hid your face on his chest.

simon smiled at that, it was so easy getting you flustered, and he must admit, he really missed having you in his arms.

by the time you were inside your flat, you just told him you needed to go to the bathroom.

you needed an excuse to get away from him, it was really shameful, not seeing each other for 2 years and now, he sees you a mess, not even able to walk correctly.

so many thinking made you start hyperventilating, not realizing, and a small sob made your way up to your throat.

simon, obviously, heard that, in less than a second he was on the door “love? you okay?” you heard simon outside making you cry now. you couldn’t see him right now.

“open the door love” simon said softly, he felt the need to hold you, that’s what he did everytime you cried

“no simon, please, just go” you said defeatedly, you had no control over your mind right now, and you didn’t want to hurt simon’s feelings.

“please, baby open the door” his soft voice made you weak, oh his soft voice that was only for you. you opened the door slowly. simon saw you, holding to your dear life on the bathroom’s counter. it was clear you couldn’t stand good by yourself.

“love” simon said approaching you, you just shaked your head, all the emotions of yesterday creeping up on you right now. “no, simon, please” sobbing, you seriously didn’t want him to see you like that

“you’ll hurt yourself like that, please let me help you” simon walked slowly to you, you just held his arms strong, still shaking your head, suddenly simon hoisted you up in his waist, taking care of your leg of course.

he got you up in the counter, and stood in between your legs “simon” you whimpered “what’s wrong huh? you don’t want me here?” you shaked your head, the exhaustion and all the emotions of yesterday and today was making you dizzy “it’s not that” with a small breath you looked at him on the eyes “i don’t like you seeing you seeing me like this, i feel ashamed, you stayed up all night with me on that room, and i appreciate it a lot, but i don’t to want to be a burden to you” you said in between breaths.

simon was confused for a second, he’s seen you cry a lot, you’ve cried on his arms, sobbed uncontrollably with him, why would you feel ashamed of being like this in front of him “simon, t-the situation” you took a shaky breath “that you saw yesterday, i, i don’t know how to explain it, i’m so ashamed it got like that”

“baby, hey look at me” his big hands cupped your face “i’m here for you okay, i know there’s been a lot of distance between us, but i’m here now ok?” simon put his forehead with yours, you were so close to him now, and the need to kiss him was strong, you thought he would want to leave.

“i, i don’t want to bother you” you said lowering your gaze to his chest, but simon just moved your head to his eyes “you are not a bother to me at all love” said simon smiling, and you surprised him by putting your arms around a him, hugging him tightly to you. you had your arms around his waist , and your face on hidden in his neck. simon felt warm inside, taking a second to react, he put his arms around your waist like he used to and pushed you tighter to him, you felt at peace with him, feeling his arms rub small circles on your back.

maybe it was a mistake breaking up with him, but you have him back now,

maybe the universe is giving you another chance, and you won’t let it miss

“come on baby, you need to rest” simon said carrying you to your bed. you tightened your hold on him when he dropped you to your bed, making simon make a small laugh “please you koala, you need to rest” simon was in between your legs again, with his forearms next to your head “stay here” you said almost slurring, the meds were clearly messing with your head right now, “i’ll be here, you don’t have to worry”

5 minutes later you laid fast asleep in your bed. lily arrived to your flat later, and saw simon going out of your room “hey, the police told me he’s under investigation and arrest, but i don’t know for how long” simon saw the worry in lily’s eyes “i’ll keep her safe, let’s hope for the best yeah?”

it was now simon’s duty to keep you safe, he won’t ever let you go again. ♡

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

hello hello! how was this?? i hope it was interesting, like i said fluff is my thingy, so, expect this to be really fluffy hehe.

i like the drama, but also the comfort, sooo, expect another dramatic chapter again hehe

hope you liked it!! part 3 on the way!

taglist !!

@the-queen-of-england183 @sluttyforsimon @hotaruteba @honey-on-mars

[nian-7]

i was wondering if i could ask for some funny headcanons for hajun, shogo, yohei and kanata when his wife accidentally lets out a: wow how handsome :0 when she sees a random person walking by but then realizes she said it out loud and she tries to apologize blushing to them, saying "but you are more so, love" xd, well that would be all jeje have a good day ^^

hi, i think i understand what you're saying, anon, so i did my best!

Hajun, Shogo, Yohei, Kanata x gn!reader

✧accidentally admitting someone else is handsome

✧fluff, established relationship

-Hajun knows his looks are one of his good qualities and so when you say someone else is handsome, he usually pays no mind to it because well, he's obviously much more attractive than them, right?

-He doesn't try to make you say he is better than the stranger or anything, he simply just knows that you think he is. If he sees you panic and say that he's, of course, more handsome, he might pretend your comment had hurt him.

-Literally only does it to see you try and reassure him that you like how he looks more than a stranger. He truly doesn't care whether or not you call someone attractive. He just likes to poke fun at you afterwards for your reaction.

-" Hmm? Oh, Really now? "

-Yohei does get a little bit irked by you mentioning someone but doesn't say anything about it. He might look over at you, a little confused by who you were talking about only to realize it wasn't about him.

-He brushes it off when you say that he's more handsome and casually says that it didn't bother him that much. He wouldn't really get jealous over that sort of thing because well, it's a stranger. Not like you'll see them again.

-Pretty chill about it, wouldn't hold a grudge or anything. He trusted you enough to give you his heart so he trusts that you won't break it.

-" It's fine, don't worry 'bout it. Not like you're looking to start something with them anyways. "

-Shogo can agree when another is attractive even when he does get that twinge of jealousy. It does go away slightly when you apologize and say that he's also handsome, more than the stranger who passed by.

-He isn't too bothered by it and feels he can trust you. He likes having a healthy relationship and he's probably used to you complimenting other idols appearances so as long as he's your number one, he doesn't mind.

-Tends to be on the unbothered side of it rather than getting annoyed with you. It's normal to think others are pretty or attractive and not want to be in a relationship with them so he doesn't mind too much.

-" Hm? Oh, yeah they are really pretty. "

-Looks over at you, annoyed. Even when you say that he's more handsome, he can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy hearing what you had just said about the guy passing by.

-You can easily tell Kanata didn't really enjoy hearing that comment from you by the way his grip on your hand gets tighter as you walk down the street. He doesn't look at you either.

-He's pretty annoyed with you at that moment and likely won't say anything till you both get home. You also will have to apologize to him because even though saying that he was more attractive than the guy, he still feels the jealousy boiling up inside.

-" ...The hell did you just say about that guy? "

please do not repost any of my work without my permission, thank you for reading.

[alatismeni-theitsa]

Studying Attic Greek at uni with a bunch of pretencious people who base their personalities on The Secret History really is something! Forgive me for being judgmental, but they make it very hard to not be lol (I do keep my judgements to myself ofc) I tried to hide my greekness at first, but my teacher quickly picked up on my accent and called me out in front of the others. It’s just so hard to lose the accent when there are so many similarities with modern Greek! 😅 He was positive about it tho thankfully and encouraged me to keep the accent if it was more comfortable for me, emphasizing that the Erasmian pronunciation is just a convention and used to differentiate between ancient and modern language. The students however are not so positive and love to compare ancient Athens to the modern city and lament Greece´s conversion to christianity. As if it is somehow a degeneration of the «perfect» Ancient Greece. I let them talk, but inside I am rolling my eyes hard lol

Uuuugh the Secret History type of students get on my nerves. The lament about Christianity is the most condescending thing ever 🤦‍♀️ It undermines the thousands and thousands of Greeks who turned into the faith willingly, and also dismisses the slander and crimes of the Polytheists against the Christians. And it completely disregards the fact that many ancient Polytheist customs got into the Christian worship and Greek Orthodoxy is a distinctly Greek way to worship, with an anthropocentric character.

Of course same thing with how Greece has "devolved" over the years 🤦‍♀️ In their minds our achievements in all other eras don't matter just because our statues and columns are of a different style after 2.000 years. Huge yikes.

I'd say don't be afraid to let them know about the history of Greece (because as gemsofgreece once notes, this period wasn't actually good for all Greeks) and let them understand that they're not respectful to the culture when they treat it like an object to obsess over. Just say it to 2-3 people and I'm sure it will spread xD Or just slip little details here and there of all the similarities and how the language and customs have evolved. What's the worst that can happen if you don't keep the judgement to yourself, ya know? They already behave like airheads and you don't have to remain silent if you're boiling on the inside.

I am so glad that your professor spoke about the true use of the Erasmian and encouraged you to keep your Greek accent when reading.. Greek! xD He did the bare minimum but still it would be unfair to not give him credit for being sensible. I don't get too many stories like this on my asks.

[jakowskis]

im SO pissed i didnt listen to believe for a fucking year bc i heard bad things about it. im never listening to anyone else's opinions again cuz THAT WAS BRILLIANT. THAT WAS EVERYTHING I WANT OUT OF TORCHWOOD i mean it was still a bit shit highkey but it was EXACTLY what i want out of this garbage show. sooo fucking season one core (aka my fav) all sorts of dark horrific connotations and unhealthy dynamics but no emotional weight or responsibility xD once again i cannot tell if the writer was even fucking AWARE of a lot of the things he was implying but what i interpreted as being implied is making me fucking tear up the floorboards im. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

that was so cynical and bitter and awful and miserable and edgy and shitty ITS EVERYTHING I WANTED. i love torchwood being goofy i do but what draws me into the show and the reason it's become one of my most, uh, aggressive hyperfixations ever (which is ridic btw) is cuz its FUCKED UP AND UNHAPPY and that? was fuuuuucked. obsessed.

cult leader jack cult leader jack cult leader jack U DONT UNDERSTAND IT MAKES ME RABID and they ran with it i. stick figure violence stick figure violence. feeling rabid. AND HIS FUCKING SPEECH AT THE END. DOES HE KNOW??? hes so fucking deluded I LOVE IT. ITS FASCINATING he thinks hes good.... he thinks hes good... hes aware n he feels responsible and yet he doesnt SEE he doesnt see he thinks hes doing his best. NOOO it had the be intentional literally "jack tell us what that was about" "later lol" "sure yeah always later" and then hes like "YOU HAVE TO TAKE RESPONSIBILITY" GRRR JACK. JACK. also faith n believing.... ianto's trust. ianto's trust. you believe me like a god FUCK MY LIFEEEEEEEEEEE

jack always being five steps ahead + being 10x more competent than the team always makes me fucking roll my eyes but at this point i just kind of perceive it as the way tw constantly paints him as a deity figure. he can do no wrong

GWENS CYNICISM. TORCHWOOD BREAKING HER. TORCHWOOD BREAKING HER!!!!!!!!! FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK it's toxic... it's toxic... this job gets inside you THIS JOB GETS INSIDE YOUUU. torchwood thesis statement: this job fucking breaks you.

FINALLY some good fucking tosh x owen food. DONT GET ME WRONG THAT WAS FUCKING AWFUL but that was sooooooo much more compelling than the fucking bullshit that canon gave us. owen being a toxic abusive fucking manchild + doing smth bad enough to tosh that she FINALLY went "wow THATS the man im obsessing over" like g-d i would've killedddd for that to happen in the show i HATE that she wasted herself on him. i hate it. her disgust and anger at him was so THERAPEUTIC for me 😭 idk what it says about me that the way i was grinning when they were arguing n bitching at each other was probs the closest ive ever gotten to actually shipping them HFKJDSF theres smth wrong w me. i just think s2 tosh is too fucking sweet and good and probably naive and i think owen could so easily fuck her up, like i don't think there's a world where he wouldn't hurt her tbh, and i don't want that to happen i adore her too much. like i don't think he's irredeemable, i ship him w other characters who i think could handle him, but i don't think tosh could, and that was validation of that opinion, you know? i'd be more willing to ship them if tosh was firm with him and didn't let him walk all over her, and it sucks that she didn't do that and got herself hurt and THATS what it took to make her call him tf out and tell him how much he sucks. ig a lot of why towen bugs me sm boils down to the fact that im not comfortable shipping someone who's kind of awful with someone who idealizes them and doesn't seem to grasp the scale of how bad they are. that's a recipe for an unhealthy dynamic and if i didn't like tosh i might be intrigued by it ngl HFSKDF but thats my babygirl and the idea of putting her thru Being With Him disgusts me. she deserves better until he gets his fucking shit together. which he never does and she never gets to have something good bc she was waiting for his shitty ass lmao YAYY!!

owen was AWFUL in that btw. and i adored him in it. my fav owen is an owen who's spiraling and destructively fixated on something for selfish purposes to the point that he doesnt care who he hurts to accomplish it. he's so villain coded fhsdkfjdsk he redeems himself in the show and i love that but the audios further explore the fact that he's got such a darkness to him he SO EASILY can be pushed into destroying everything. hes constantly on the precipice of monstrosity and cruelty bc of his own hurt. it's like hes so full of rot it leaks out of him and infects others and he hates it but he cant help it. i will never get over the doctor with poison fingers oh he makes my heart ache. he's just so misguided. he's so broken.

which brings us back to jack's speech. (him talking to the cult leader lady) "They were broken, and you were the person they turned to for help. If you don’t accept their problems, then don’t offer yourself as a solution." literally im gonna think about this for months. HE DOESNT SEE!!!!!!!!!

g-d and ianto's orientation or whatever. that was Fantastic ianto insight. he's so much more interesting when he's away from jack it's almost impressive.

i am just. gdddddddddddddddddddddddd. i am so distraught. help meeee

[zerozeroren]

OC Ask for Sophie Part 2 -

💐🙈🙉🙊🌱🌋😭💥🌌🪦

The last emoji, the tombstone, is one I made up because I didn't see it on the list, so I hope that's okay. Tombstone means "What is your oc's (Sophie's) relationship with death like? Are they apathetic/afraid of dying? Do they have a more positive outlook? Have they always felt this way? If not, what caused them to adopt this outlook? Have they experienced a growth in their view of death? (Being afraid to being accepting or at least not as worried about it) If so, what was the turning point of that?

I hope that's not too "morbid" or "depressing" of a question. I'm a big fan of Ask A Mortician and her Death Advocacy, and knowing what I do about Sophie's mother, I'm just curious if that and/or her father, or anything else affected her view on death, and if she did the equivalent of discovering an "Ask A Mortician" type in the Attitudes universe, and if that helped her on the road to seeking "The Good Death" or at least helping her not be afraid of death, if she ever was.

💐 BOUQUET - create a bouqet for them! what do those flowers mean? are any of the flowers their particular favourite?

Ohh this takes me back to the Ballgown AU days 🥺

Bouvardia for enthusiasm, cactus for endurance, pink camellia for longing, yellow carnations for disappointment and rejection, celandine for future joy, Christmas rose for "relieve my anxiety", heliotrope for devotion, dog rose for pleasure and pain, red hyacinth for playfulness, mezereon for desire to please, orange mock for deceit, Spanish jasmine for sensuality.

Sophie's nog too big on flowers, but she has a soft spot for white roses (especially the ones that haven't fully bloomed yet).

🙈 SEE-NO-EVIL - whats a side of your oc that they don't want to show other people?

The side that is scared of change. Sophie tries to maintain an image of someone who is adaptable and ready to take anything head on, but in truth it takes a lot of her mental strength to adapt to a new situation and to build a ground to stand on (that's why changing cities twice in two years really wrecked her).

🙊 SPEAK-NO-EVIL - what is something your oc will refuse to stay quiet about?

Banality ensues: mistreatment of those who are weaker than her. She can swallow offence directed at her specifically, but if someone who can't stand up for themselves gets bullied, she sees red. It's her primary big sister instinct.

🙉 HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

"I don't need you anymore" / "i have never loved you"

🌱 SEEDLING - what is their most vivid memory from childhood?

First time debut on stage as Annie (age 9). Sophie was scared to death at first, but then she heard the applause and felt like she's in her place for the first time in her life.

🌋 VOLCANO - how bad is their temper? is it a slow boil, or a instant explosion?

Sophie's big issue is burying her negative emotions deep inside, then let them fester and grow until they become so much that she breaks down. So it's a slow boil, but the inevitable explosion is deadly.

😭 CRYING - what makes them cry? do they cry easily?

Related to the previous question actually: Sophie does not cry easily, but when she does cry it's really intense. She has trouble stopping to cry on her own, even. (Sometimes she starts out crying, then looses control and it turns into a fit of maniacal laughter that completely robs her of her breath: that's when someone has to step in because at this point she's unable to stop).

Funnily enough, the easiest way to get her to break into tears is to be really soft and nice and kind to her when she's on edge. Kind treatment obliterates her.

💥 COLLISON - what emotions do they have trouble dealing with?

Loneliness

🌌 MILKY WAY - what was the inspiration behind your oc? what was the first thing you decided about them?

Oh god there's so much stuff that i have trouble cataloguing all the points of inspiration XD generally speaking, Sophie started out as an exploration of a rom-com trope of the best friend who makes their life mission to support the MC despite having twice as much problems to deal with.

More concrete inspirations include Bernadette Peters, Weird Al Yancovic, Anna Kendrick, Kristin Chenoweth and Sarah Bernhardt

🪦 TOMBSTONE - what's their relationship with death

I immediately need to digress and say that the fact that a gravestone emoji exists fills me with so many contradicting emotions XD

I'm not familiar with Ask a Mortician, unfortunately

Sophie's relationship with death is... well, she simply pretends death doesn't exist. She tunes it out of her life. Underlying cause of this outlook is that she is, in fact, afraid of dying. She has plans, aspirations, and she's a fighter, resilient and determined to see it through to her happily ever after even through hardships, so the thought of no longer existing is the one that unsettles her enough to actively avoid it.

[pipwife]

hiya, ive got a 1+5 prompt for ya!

“in a sad way, darling, it’s fate”

use it for whatever pairing u want :]

thank you for the prompt!!! i ended up writing pre-canon lore wittecest lore for my ongoing fic 'when mom's not home' xD this au has taken over my brain oops! you shouldn't need to know anything about it beyond it being an all human / no boiling isles au with modern wittebanes.

cw angst, breakups, shipcest

hope you enjoy!

"In a sad way, darling, it's fate." Caleb, his pale hair still wet from bathing and his clothes wrinkled from being thrown on so quickly, turned to his brother with a pitying smile. "I know you wanted this, probably more than I did… It was never going to work out for us, though, Philip. We're brothers. Did you forget?"

Philip swallowed, feeling panicked. His brother continued packing his bag, throwing wooden trinkets in with his clothing. "But, Cay, we were--"

"We were children," Caleb told him sternly. He stopped packing to look at his brother with a steady glare. "We were children playing house and nothing more. I don't want to break your heart, silly buck--" His expression softened with the old endearment. "--but this has to stop. We aren't star-crossed lovers. We're freaks. At least, I was acting like one. And we need to move on."

Philip didn't know what to say to that. His heart was shattering in his chest, cracking in the shape of words like buck, songbird, puppy, and lover. Somehow, he whispered, "You'll be going to her, then?"

Caleb bit the inside of his cheek, looking suddenly guilty. At least he had the decency to feel shame in his actions and not just their love. "Yes," he admitted, sighing. "Eve and I--it's normal. It's good."

"She's a witch."

"She's Wiccan, you old puritan! Honestly, if you could put down your bible and see the people beyond it for a moment--"

"How is fucking her more normal than fucking me?"

"You know how." Caleb shut his bag, picking it up to roll it. "I know I sprung this on you quickly, Pip. I'm sorry. I really am. But… I need to make my own way." When Philip began to cry, Caleb gave him a brisk pat on the shoulder. "Buck up, little buck! Our foster parents will take care of you, as they ought to. It'll be alright."

Philip knew those last words to be a lie, but when Caleb brushed past him and left through their shared bedroom door, he didn't stop him. He didn't run after him--yet. He just let Caleb go.

He would need the time alone to weep.

[zoeykallus]

A smutty reader insert idea?

Coming right up.

Hunter x f!reader. He sees how good the reader is with Omega (mmm for example reader gently helps Omega brush and fix her hair so it's kinda like reader's, like Omega wanted? something like that cause the idea of Omega bouncing around showing off her new hairstyle to everyone is adorable) and it sparks a strange new idea in Hunter's mind about reader caring for his children - he can't get it out of his head and so eventually he has to release the tension that's built up in him with reader's help huehue

(I hc Hunter as the biggest dad in the world but he doesn't know he's capable of it yet, which is where this came from XD if ur uncomfy writing it, obviously don't ❤️)

Oh yeah, I see you there! Horny Space Dad! Oh I think he might have a big time breeding kink because of that. I hope I'm not going too far with this ^^'

18+ MINORS DNI

Warning: Breeding Kink / PiV Sex / Dirty Talk / Dirty Hunter / Cum Play / Female Masturbation

Hunter x fem!Reader - Breeding You (let's call it what it is)

Over the past few days, Hunter had seen you time and time again with Omega, combing her hair, weaving her braids, making her snacks, and generally being fantastic with the girl. Each time his heart would beat faster and he couldn't help but imagine you taking care of his children.

Omega always proudly showed around when you had done her hair and enjoyed your attention. It was so beautiful to watch.

You had been traveling for so long, always crammed together in the Marauder, that you hadn't been close in a long time. The last, fleeting kiss had been 20 days ago and by now the touch starvation was sitting like a knot in your stomachs.

Crosshair, Echo and Tech were on their way and Omega wanted to go out with Wrecker to the market, there was something new, among other things a Ferris wheel and they wanted to have a look at it. But first Omega wanted you to braid some strands for her.

With a smile you did her the favor and Hunter watched as you carefully fixed her hair. He couldn't help it, that feeling came up in him again. He wanted children with you, he wanted to watch you play with them, he wanted to see you hold his and your baby. For a moment everything inside him was all warm and fuzzy.

He blinked when you spoke to him. He was completely lost in thought and didn't realize that Wrecker and Omega had left.

"Hey, what's wrong? You look like you're dreaming? You want braids too?"

Hunter raised his eyebrows in amusement as you approached, simply unfastened his bandana and took a few of his strands in your hand, gently combing and smoothing them with your fingers to make a small braided pigtail at his right temple. The gentle touches gave him intense goosebumps and his blood boiled. Maker he had so longed for your touch. He closed his eyes for a brief moment and had to suppress a moan.

"Look at you" you said teasing "So pretty".

Hunter smirked, his eyes began to wander, over the curves of your body, You know that look.

"We're alone" you said meaningfully "Probably for quite a while".

His eyes shift upward, darkening. His hands shoot to your hips so fast, yanking you into his bunk with him, you let out a startled scream. Pieces of clothing and armor fly across the Marauders, so fast you two had never been naked before.

He lay over you, his hard, hot glowing manhood pressed against your thighs. He was breathing hard, it was abundantly clear how much he was holding back right now, every tight muscle taut beneath his tanned skin.

His lips catch yours in a fiery rough kiss before he whispers to you, "I want to make a baby with you."

"What?"

"Wanna breed you"

"Oh"

You smiled uncertainly, still breathless from the kiss "Is that a new kink?"

Hunter shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't know, all I know is that I want to pump you full of my seed".

There was a lot more, but part of him didn't dare say that he really wanted kids with you. Right now he was so starved that this probably wasn't the right time to discuss it either.

"Sounds like a kink," you said with a smile "Wanna be a good boy and fill my pussy?"

A low growl came from Hunter's throat as you opened your thighs and wrapped your legs around him, shamelessly rubbing against his hard cock beneath him. He moved his hips with yours, the friction so relieving and heating at the same time that he growled again.

Your wetness spread along his length with sweet little wet sounds he loved to hear.

"Already this wet?" he asked "Wait until I fill it, your little cunt has never sounded so wet and dirty"

You felt heat rising in your cheeks, Hunter rarely talked this dirty, there was a lot of pent up sexual energy in him.

You bit your lower lip before saying, "can't wait."

Using your legs as an anchor you continued to rub against him, everything tingling and buzzing, you just wanted to feel him, after so long, you lacked patience, plus you didn't know how long you would really be alone.

"Please fuck me, Hunter."

His eyes grew even darker.

"You sure? We didn't prepare you at all" he said skeptically.

You pressed your pussy even harder against him with the clamp of your legs around his hips and he moaned.

"Okay" he finally said a little breathlessly "If you insist".

You released your clamp grip so he could get in line on your pussy, with a scrutinizing look on your face, he slowly pushed forward. You were really very wet, but also still very tight without preparation, especially for someone of his endowment.

"Oh babe, you're fucking tight," he moaned softly.

Yes you felt that very clearly as he pushed further and further the feeling of him filling you so absolutely was intense and wonderful, a bit of a challenge but Hunter was careful, you could count on that.

As he bottomed out in you, your legs wrapped around his hips again, but he sat up and pulled your abdomen a little higher, stuffing a pillow under your butt to get the perfect angle, the one he knows will hit that one spot with every thrust that makes you see stars.

He dragged his cock, very slowly back and forth, teasing at first.

"Good girl" he grumbled "I need my hands to hold your hips this time Darling, show me how nice you can rub your clit, okay?"

Automatically your hand traveled down your belly, your fingers towards your swollen, aching pearl.

"That's my girl, rub that sweet little nub".

Your fingers slid over your clit, slowly at first, then faster and faster just like his thrusts. His cock slid back and forth in the tightness of your pussy, making little wet sounds Hunter loved to hear. You were so tight he had to bite his cheek to pull himself together.

He pulled you to an even slightly higher angle and began taking you more savagely, his cock thrusting harder, hitting that spot and you felt the combination with your fingers would soon push you over the edge. Hunter wasn't the only one who was hungry.

"I can feel it, you're close aren't you?"

You whimpered his name and nodded.

"Good girl" he murmured "Come for me Cyare! I want to see it!"

The sensation of tingling exploded under your fingers and in your pussy, in waves the heat of your climax spread through your body. Hunter watched you as your thighs quivered, your mouth opened, heard your hoarse moan, saw your free hand claw into the sheets, and your walls clutch on his cock. Seconds later he felt tension in his abdomen, a tingling in his belly, then his balls tightening and firming, very shortly before he came explosively inside you, spilling an unusually copious load of his cum into you.

You shivered as the tension drained from your muscles, you hadn't realized how tense you had been. Hunter remained merged with you,still holding you slightly elevated,moving twice more times with a grin.

"You hear that, that's a big load in that juicy pussy of yours".

You felt heat rising inside you again, it definitely had a big turn on factor when Hunter talked like that.

He stayed inside you until he was soft, but even then he kept you on his lap, slightly raised, with his fingers he collected some cum that wanted to drip out of your pussy and pushed it back in with two fingertips.

You moaned as his fingers touched your sensitive entrance and your own almost automatically began their play with your clit again, rubbing over it.

Hunter marveled, "Still hot" then smiled "You like that, being full of my cum don't you?" He pushed his fingers a little deeper and the wet sound was lewd and loud.

Your fingers began to dance even faster over your pearl.

"Oh yeah, you like that," he said, pumping his fingers inside your filled pussy.

The second orgasm came fast and surprisingly violent, he had to grab you with his free hand that you didn't slip off his lap.

He laughed softly "Looks like I'm not the only one with a breeding kink".

Breathlessly you looked at him, your cheeks and ears heated.

"Maybe," you admitted softly, "I love you."

Hunter's expression became so soft that you knew even before he returned the words that he really meant them.

"I love you too, Cyare"

[elianamarie-blog]

The Things You Give Part 28

IT'S ALMOST FAAAALLLLLLL! I am SO excited, but this chapter still takes place around Christmas and if you know me, I'm a huge Christmas person! I hope you guys like it! It maybe a little short, but I'm trying to make this like how the actual show would go. Tag list is open! (Imagine the gif as reader insert XD)

Y/n stared down at the paper, not able to comprehend what the hell she just read. She couldn’t tell if this was a dream or not. Then, she thought it was a joke. But after she had realized that it was real, her blood was boiling and she was shaking.

“Who would do this?” Kitty asked.

“I think I have an idea,” Hyde said and pointed to the name at the bottom of the article. Below it read the name Y/n never wanted to hear from again.

“Zack,” she quivered and all she could see was red. “I’m going to kill him. I’m actually going to kill him. Mom, you’re a nurse, what’s the best way to dispose a body?”

“I know you’re upset, but there’s no need to resort to felony,” Kitty said.

“Nope, nope,” Y/n huffed, walking away with her hands on her hips. “I’ve made up my mind. I’m going to hunt him down like a dog and I’m going to do things to him that Dad did to the Koreans during the war.” She looked up at her mother and husband. “I look good in orange; I can pull it off.”

“Y/n, you need to—” Hyde began but was cut off by his wife.

“I knew this wasn’t the end when we last saw him,” she continued, adrenaline pumping through her veins. “I don’t know what he has against me, but I’m going to make that son of a bitch pay.”

“It maybe something he has against us actually,” Steven said slowly.

“You know what it could be?” she asked, ignoring him. “It could be because I humiliated him in front of you guys a few months back. Yeah, that’s it. Now he’s trying to get back at me.”

“Or both of us,” Hyde repeated, this time catching her attention.

“What do you mean by that?”

“I wasn’t going to tell you this, but Kelso, Forman, Fez, and I ran into Zack at the bachelor party.”

Her face hardened and her eyes grew cold. “What?” she spit.

“It’s not like we went looking for him,” he continued. “We were at the bar and he and his dillhole friends showed up and started giving us crap. Then he mentioned you and I snapped.”

“Is that why you were in jail?!”

“Partially. After we got thrown out, they jumped us on the street then they bolted when the cops came.”

Y/n’s glare could burn a hole through the wall. “And why didn’t you tell me?” she asked calmly, too calm.

“Because I didn’t want to upset you…and by the look on your face that clearly didn’t work.”

“Ya think?!”

“Y/n, honey, you need to calm down,” Kitty said gently. “You need to watch your stress level; it’s not good for the babies.”

“I’ll calm down after I’m through with him,” Y/n said and turned back to her husband. “We’ll talk later. Right now, I have someone I need to go take care of.” With that, she snatched the paper out of Kitty’s hands and stomped out the basement, slamming the door behind her.

“You ran into Zack and you didn’t tell her?” Kitty asked, popping a hand on her hip. “And you didn’t even win?!”

“Yeah, that was a bummer for me too,” Hyde replied and trudged upstairs. “I better go after her so that she doesn’t do something stupid.”

“Is it bad that I want to see her kill him?” Fez asked.

“Fez…” Kitty trailed off, shaking her head, but then remembered who it was. “Actually, no…no, it’s not. I want to see that dumbass pay too.”

“Let’s go, then?” Fez asked the group excitedly.

“Let’s go!” Eric answered as everyone hurriedly followed him out the door.

��                                              --Time Skip--

“Where is he?!” Y/n roared as she practically barged into the Hub. Everyone inside whipped their heads at her, startled. “Where is Zack?!” She snapped her head to the guy at the counter. “Simon, have you seen him?”

The long haired blond hippie pointed a finger at the men’s room. With fire in her eyes, she stomped over to the door and started pounding on the door with her fists. “Zack! Get out! NOW!” She continued to pound on the door, yelling, until the tall brunet walked out with a smirk on his face.

“Oh, Y/n, what a pleasant surprise,” he purred, leaning into the door frame. “What do I owe this pleasure to?”

“You know exactly what this is about, you jackass,” she spat. “What the HELL is wrong with you?! Why can’t you just leave me alone?!”

He cocked his head to the side mockingly. “I don’t what you’re talking about.”

“This, you son of a bitch!” she screeched and threw the paper at his head. He ducked as the paper hit the bathroom door with a loud thud. “I don’t know what the hell I did to make you hate me so damn much, but this crap ends now!”

“Hey, hey, hey calm down,” he said gently, pretending to care. “You need to calm down so that you won’t hurt the baby.”

“How did you find out?” she asked, her voice dangerously low.

“It’s a small town; people talk.”

“And yet you felt the need to put it in the paper.”

“Oh, but it’s such juicy gossip, I just had to.”

“Or you can just mind your own freaking business. This doesn’t concern you.”

At this point, the gang had shuffled through the door, eager to watch the show.

“Yeah? Or what?” He smirked and looked down at her, crossing his arms. “You’re pregnant, not like you can do much.”

She didn’t respond, but angrily glare at him. Before she could think, she drew her leg back and swung it straight into his crotch. The group cringed outwardly as Zack whimpered and fell to his knees.

“That,” Y/n spit as she looked down at him. She watched with satisfaction as he fought to breathe.

“You…bitch,” he breathed through gritted teeth.

“What’s it going to take for you to get the hint, huh?!” she yelled at him, drawing more attention to them. “I want nothing to do with you! If anything, I should be making your life a living hell after what you did to me.”

Zack couldn’t speak as he was too busy holding his nads and breathing through the pain.

“Why did you do this?” she demanded. “This isn’t high school anymore; you’re never going to relive your glory days ever again. When you get out into the real world, no one gives a crap about who you were in high school. Face it, buddy, you’ve peaked.”

“Have…not…” he continued to breathe.

“You’re never going to be the star of the show ever again. You screwed that up when you got kicked out of your university. Congrats on that, by the way.” She knelt to his level, inches away from his face. “If I ever, ever see you again or hear you being near my husband or my friends, you’re going to be waking up in a hospital bed. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yeah?” Zack let out a breathy laugh and stood himself up to his knees. “What are you going—”

Before she gave him a chance to finish his sentence, she pulled her fist back and delivered a hard blow to the side of his face. Zack let out a pained wail as he hit the dirty floor.

“You want to keep going?!” she screamed.

“What the hell?!” He slowly got up again, holding his face.

“Keep at it, and the next time I see you, it’ll be my foot in your ass!” She turned to leave, but before she did, she delivered another hard blow to his face. Once again, he let out a screech and fell to the floor, but this time stayed down. “And that is for my husband!”

The room was in stunned silence as they watched Y/n walk out the building.

“Holy crap!” Donna cheered once she walked out the building. “Y/n, that was amazing!”

“Thanks,” Y/n said, waving her sore hand. “You know hitting someone hurts more than it looks.”

“Yeah, I know,” Hyde said. “I can’t believe you actually did that. You totally kicked his ass!”

“Yeah…it feels kinda good,” she admitted sheepishly.

“I’m so proud of, honey!” Kitty giggled. “For a minute there, I saw your father.”

“My girl’s a scrapper!” Steven cried out excited, slapping his fast into his palm.

“Awe, thanks, baby,” she cooed before giving him a kiss. “Now, about you and Zack…”

“Yeah, about that; I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t think it would be a good idea to add more stress onto you and—”

“Steven—"

“And I don’t think it would’ve made a difference—”

“Steven—”

“And I didn’t want you to think that—”

“Steven! Shut up for a minute and let me talk.” He closed his mouth and nodded. “What happened, happened,” she began. “We can’t change that, but I only wanted you to tell me because I wanted to do that sooner.” She motioned toward Zack who was ambling out of the diner, hunched over in pain.

Hyde chuckled. “Well, now maybe he learned his lesson not to mess with a pregnant Forman girl.”

“Hyde,” she corrected and smiled at him. “He learned not to mess with a pregnant Hyde girl.”

“Aweeee,” the group cooed.

“Are you still here?!” Steven snapped, making Y/n laugh.

“C’mon, let’s go home,” she offered, extending her hand to him. “I don’t know about you, but I’m freezing my ass off.”

“Yeah, let’s go.” He accepted her hand as they made their way to the cars.

“Can we get hot chocolate on the way home?” Fez asked as they piled into the vehicles.

                                                 --Time Skip—

“I can’t believe you came back, Teddy!” Annalyn cried out in joy. “I knew you would!”

She hugged the little bear that had come to life to meet her there on the snowy Christmas Eve. It wordlessly looked at her and touched his nose to her cheek, kissing her.

“I love you too, Teddy!” she squealed.

“What do we have here?” her mother asked, coming to the front door and looked down at her daughter. “Where did this come from?”

"He was at the door, waiting for me, Mom! He came for me!”

The tired woman knitted her brows together. “I wonder who could’ve possibly dropped it off? Was there a note?”

Annalyn nodded, handing a piece of white paper to her and clung Teddy to her chest.

“Have a Merry Christmas. Mr. C.,” her mother read aloud and felt something she hadn’t felt all Christmas long. “I can’t believe Dennis did this.”

"It wasn’t Dennis, Mom! It was Santa!”

She smiled kindly at her daughter. “Sure, baby, it was Santa.”

“Oh, Mom, before I forget,” the young squealed and hugged her mom around the waist. “Tell him yes.”

“What?”

“Say ‘yes’ to Dennis!”

“What do you—”

“I’m not supposed to tell you, but Santa told me your gift from Dennis. Say ‘yes’ Mom!”

She was speechless, but nodded her head. “I’ll talk to Dennis when he comes over tomorrow.”

Annalyn squealed with delight and turned to her stuffed friend. “Can you believe it, Teddy? I get you and a dad!” She hugged the bear tightly again. “Best Christmas ever!”

As she turned to walk away, Teddy faced her mother and winked at her. Her mother stood there completely stunned as she had just seen the truth Annalyn had been talking about the entire time.

Y/n sat on the couch, sniffling and wiping her nose as Steven sat beside her with a puzzled and disgusted look.

“You actually like this crap?” he asked.

“It’s not crap, it’s sweet!” Y/n croaked and blew her nose. “It’s a heartwarming Christmas movie.”

“Y/n, it’s crap,” he repeated.

“Okay, Grinch, what kind of movies do you like?”

“You know I’m not really into things like that,” he responded. “Or the holidays in general.”

“Is it because of your mom?”

“Everything wrong with me is because of my mom,” he retorted.

“Well, like I’ve said, she’s not around anymore,” Y/n responded and laid a hand against his chest. “You can start to enjoy things that you couldn’t as a kid. And one of them being holidays.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” he said and placed a hand over hers. “I guess with the twins on the way, I can start to enjoy things like that.”

“Yeah,” she answered gently, giving him a wide smile. As she leaned up to give him a kiss, there was a knock at the door.

Hyde checked his watch that showed to be past 9pm. “Who the hell is here at this hour?” He got up and walked to the door, answering it.

There, stood Edna Hyde once more. “Hi, Steven.”

“Ah, crap.”

                                              --Time Skip--

“I don’t know where to live,” Fez whined as he chewed on his drink’s straw. “My foster overly religious-pieces-of-crap foster parents kicked me out. Where the hell am I supposed to live?” He sat at a booth at the Hub with Kelso and Donna while agonizing over a newspaper with local listings.

“Yeah, me neither,” Kelso chimed in. “I can’t stay at my parents’ house anymore. I need a private area where I can raise my daughter."

“Understandable,” Fez said, nodding and turned back to the newspaper. “Man, there is nothing! It’s like I need a roommate or something.”

“Yeah, same,” Kelso muttered, balling up the paper from the straw.

“Well, I hope you find someone,” Fez said.

“You too, buddy,” Kelso said.

Donna looked between the two of them. “Or,” she started and leaned forward in her seat. “You two can, I don’t know, room together?”

The two men looked at each other.

“Hey, that’s a great idea!” Fez said.

“Why didn’t we think of that?!” Kelso asked.

“You’re welcome,” Donna said, leaning back in her chair.

“We should go tomorrow and check some out,” Kelso said. “We can find a nice place!”

“With a pool!” Fez said excitedly. “We can meet some girls there.”

"Yeah, that’s right, buddy. We can bring Betsy too. She’s a chick magnet.”

“Two guys and a baby? We’ll be the hottest ones there!”

“That’s not how I would put it,” Donna said, smirking.

“What do you mean?” Kelso asked.

“I wouldn’t think that two guys with a baby would make them available to women if you know what I mean,” she responded.

The two men looked at her confused.

“Oh, for the love of—they wouldn’t  be into you because they’d think you’re into each other!”

“Oh,” Kelso responded, it daunting on him. “Well, we don’t want that.”

���No, no,” Fez said. “We can take turns!”

“Are you asking to borrow my baby to pick up chicks?” Kelso asked, offended.

“Oh, yeah, you’re right. Sorry,” Fez said.

“No, that’s totally awesome!” Kelso said and high fived Fez, laughing. “We’re gonna get so laid!”

Donna groaned and hid her face in her hand. “Oh, my God.”

                                             --Time Skip--

“What the hell are you doing here?” Hyde asked, irritated. “I told you to never come here.”

“I wanted to hash out our problems,” Edna replied and let herself in. “I think I’m owed that.”

“You’re not owed anything,” he spat. “You don’t get to come here when you were never around. And come in by the way.”

“Come on, Steven. Let’s talk,” Edna said, closing the door.

“I have nothing to say to you.”

“Good. You can just listen.

“I don’t want to hear it.”

“God, you’re just as stubborn as me. You know what they say, ‘Like mother, like son.’”

“Don’t do that!” Steven said harshly and pointed a finger at her. “Don’t compare me to you. I am nothing like you!”

“Hey, come on, can’t we talk about this like civilized adults?” she asked coolly. Too coolly.

“I don’t need to hear you play victim and give me excuses as to why you were a crap mom.”

“Oh, ouch. That’s a little harsh, don’t you think?”

“No. In fact, I think that’s the nicer way of putting it.

“Look, Steven, I want to be a part of these kids’ lives.”

“Absolutely not,” he said curtly. “You’re not going to mess up my kids the same way you did to me.”

“Would it help if I apologized?”

Her questions surprised him. It’s like the gears in his brain stopped as he heard her say something she has never said before. “W-would it help if-if you what?!”

“Apologized. Look, Steven,” she began and took a hesitant step toward him. “I know I wasn’t a good mom to you and I…am sorry, but I want to make it up to you by being a good grandma to your children.”

He glared at her coldly. “Apologize for what?”

“Well, for everything.”

“No, that doesn’t mean anything to me unless you apologize for all the crap that you put me through!”

“I’m sorry for all the crap I put you through,” she repeated, rolling her eyes. “There, are you happy?”

He stared at her in disbelief. “Am I happy? Hell, no I’m not happy! You really messed up my childhood and I’m not about to let you do the same to my kids. I don’t know you even care as much! If you didn’t care about me, what in the hell makes you think you’re going to care about the kids?”

“Well, I see how successful you’ve become working with your dad and I wanted to watch you become the parent I could never be.”

The air in the room dropped to deathly silent, Hyde realizing what this was about. “This is about money, isn’t it?"

“It’s not about you or your money,” she said sharply. “This about me and my future grandchildren.”

“Nah, I know you,” he responded. “You want something. Are you using me to get to W.B?”  

“Now, what makes you think that?”

            “You’ve never given me a reason not to,” he spat. “I find it odd that you’re back after a couple months of seeing him and just want to suddenly be better. What—your last boyfriend just dumped you and you have no means of paying the bills? Or you owe money to”

“That’s not fair, Steven.”

“You want to talk to me about fair?!” he started to raise his voice, attracting Red and Kitty’s attention. Y/n sat there, frozen. “Everything you ever did to me wasn’t fair! I already told you everything I needed to and I shouldn’t have to repeat myself. So, get out.”

“Steven, come on—”

“No, you don’t get to decide when to come back into my life,” he snapped. “I decide when you can and right now, you’re looking at never. Get. Out.”

“But, I just want to—”

“He said get out,” Red said sternly from the stairs. “If you don’t want to be escorted by the police, you better do what he says.”

“Oh, I’m sure that won’t be a problem,” Steven said. “She’s on a first name basis with them.”

Edna’s eyes never left Steven’s cold ones. “Fine. But you’ll see me again.”

Steven set his jaw. “And what a horrible day that will be.”

“It won’t be fun for me either, boy,” she hissed.

“Edna, that’s enough,” Y/n cut in, standing between in front of her husband. “Leave, or I’ll make you leave.”

Edna snorted. “You’re cute. I can’t wait to spend more time with you.”

“Yeah, yeah. Why don’t you do what you do best and leave?”

“Oh, ouch. I have to admit, that one hurt my feelings a little bit.”

“Yeah, if you had feelings,” Steven said.

Edna snorted again. “Bye, Steven. I’ll see you later.”

“No, you won’t,” he responded and pushed her out of the door, slamming it shut. Once she was gone, he ran a hand down his face. “Son of a bitch.”

“Are you okay?” Y/n asked, comfortingly rubbing his back.

“No,” he replied and walked down the step to the couch. “She’s the most repulsive human being I’ve known…and I dated Jackie!”

“She only does that to get under your skin,” his wife responded and sat next to him.

“She does it because she wants something from me,” he said. “She heard about W.B having money, and now she thinks we do. Well, let me tell you this: I’m not giving her a damn dime.”

“As you shouldn’t,” Red boomed from the stairs and lazily trotted down to meet them in the living room. “Every single penny that you make will be going towards you and your family. You owe her nothing.”

“Exactly,” Y/n agreed and wrapped her hands around Steven’s. “Don’t let her get to you. By being upset means that she's winning. She doesn't deserve that.”

“Okay, Hallmark,” Steven chuckled and ran his hand up her arm, giving her shoulder a gentle squeeze. “Thank you.”

Y/n smiled and kissed his cheek. “You’re welcome.”

“Well, now that’s sorted out, I made eggnog and cookies,” Kitty announced excitedly. “Who wants some?”

“I’ll take some cookies!” Y/n jumped up from the couch.

“Y/n, you just ate an entire bowl of candy,” Steven pointed out.

She started at him blankly. “What’s your point?”

                                                --Time Skip—

Christmas Day….

The outside world was peacefully quiet; the birds didn’t sing as they snuggled to each other to keep it warm. The sun hid behind grayed clouds where the whitest snow of the years gently drifted to the ground, making Point Place look like a Winter Wonderland.

The Forman and Hyde—and Fez—household laid comfortably in their warm beds. For the first time in a long time, everything was peaceful and quiet, a state that they all haven’t felt in a long time. And that was the only Christmas gift they could all ask for.

Y/n stirred gently in her sleep, her eyes peeling open. She peaked at her clock beside her and it read 6:48am. She turned to her side to her handsome, sleeping husband; his breathing slow and deep. He looked younger when he slept, his lashes danced along his cheekbones and while his tousled curls rested against forehead.

“Why are you staring at me?” he asked deeply, his voice groggy.

“I can’t help it. You’re just so good looking,” she responded and combed her fingers through his hair before brushing it down to the side of his face, scratching his sideburns. “Good morning.”

“Good morning,” he grunted and scooted closer, pulling her closer to his chest—well, as close as he could without her baby bump getting too squished. “You’re belly got bigger.”

“Thanks. Maybe I should’ve played Santa at the mall this year,” she grumbled.

He chuckled. “Nah, you’re way too hot for that.”

She laughed quietly and pecked his nose. “At least there’s that.”

He smiled back at her as his eyelids drifted closed. “What time is it?” he whispered.

She yawned. “Almost seven.”

“Should we get up?”

“Let’s just stay here for a little while,” she responded. “Before everyone wakes up.”

"Sounds good,” he grumbled, falling asleep again.

As Y/n snuggled into her husband’s side, their bedroom door flew open.

“MERRY CHRISTMAS!” Kitty bellowed. “Get up, get up! Santa came by!”

The couple groaned in unison as they pulled apart, rolling onto their backs.

“Mom, please, it’s too early for this,” Elena groaned, rubbing her eyes.

“Yeah, well, get used to it,” Kitty responded. “It’s going to be worse when your kids are here.”

“Yeah, let us enjoy this last year,” Steven said, pulling a pillow onto his face.

“Nope! Get up!” Kitty squeaked. “Be downstairs in five minutes to open presents!” She closed the door behind her as she walked into Eric’s room.

“You know, we can just lock the door,” Steven offered.

“You really want to do that and deal with an angry Kitty later?” Y/n warned.

“I mean, come on, we’re adults, I’m sure she won’t—”

In the distance behind their closed door, they heard from Eric’s room, “MERRY CHRISTMAS!”

“MOM!”

                                             40 minutes later…

“Wow…another rain coat,” Eric’s faux enthusiasm filled the room.

The living room was littered with empty boxes and unwrapped gifts. Red sat in his usual chair, Eric and Kitty on the couch, Y/n and Steven sat on the floor by the piano and Fez sat in front of the coffee table.

The gifts were almost completely opened, everyone getting a few presents each; even Fez got a few things from his friends and Kitty. A leather jacket, some records, and some cash. Not to mention a bag full of his favorite sweets. The smile on his face said his appreciation.

“I know you wanted one,” Kitty said proudly. “I even put rocks to distract you. And see the suede of the jacket? It’ll keep you warm indefinitely.”

“Wow…thanks, Mom,” he said and put the jacket back in the box. “I’ll make sure to add this to my collection of the other raincoats.”

“Okay, okay, now open my gift!” Y/n said excitedly and handed him her gift. A decent sized, heavy gift.

He picked it up, surprised at its weight. “I swear to God, if it’s another box with rocks—”

“Just open it!” Y/n said, giddy.

Eric sighed through his nose as he began to unwrap it. “Wow! A box!” he shouted sarcastically. "Just like I've always wanted!"

"Shut up, Forman and open the damn present,” Hyde said impatiently.

Eric chuckled as he opened the box. “Oh, wow! Star Wars blankets. Thanks, guys,” Eric said calmly and appreciatively. “Very nice. But did you really have to go Mom’s route and put rocks in it?”

“The blankets are wrapped in something,” Y/n said, smiling.

His eyebrows knit together as unfolded the blankets. Under the blankets, was a brand new gaming console: The Atari 2600. “Oh, my God!” he shouted. “I can’t believe you bought this for me! How did you know that I wanted it?!”

“Call it twin telepathy,” Y/n responded, laughing. “Also, you may have only mentioned it a thousand times.”

“Thank you, guys, this gift is really awesome,” Eric said as Fez ‘oohed’ the gift.

“Here, I got you something too,” Eric said and reached behind the couple to their gift. “It’s for the both of you.”

It was a small, light box. “Is it a book? Feels like a book,” Y/n said as she ripped the paper open. Inside was a book and another small gift wrapped. “What To Expect When You’re Expecting,” Y/n read aloud.

“Yeah, I heard a lot of expecting parents like to read this sort of stuff to prepare for their babies,” Eric said.

“Oh, well that’s very thoughtful. Thank you, Eric,” Y/n said and set the book down. “Very helpful.” She turned to the wrapped gifts and ripped it open. When she saw what the gift was, her eyes teared up.

“What? What is it?” Kitty asked.

Y/n sniffed and held up two small, baby T-shirts that read My uncle loves me more than Star Wars! And that says a lot. Beneath it was the face of Darth Vader.

“Oh, Eric,” Kitty said softly, tears welling up in her eyes as well. “That is so sweet.”

“I hope you like it,” Eric said. “I saw it at the store and thought it was cute for them and—” He didn’t get to finish before Y/n threw her arms around his neck.

“I love it,” she whispered. “This is the best gift you could give me.”

“Oh, well, if I knew you’d be that easy to shop for, I would’ve stuck to T-shirts a long time ago.” He patted her back as she pulled away from him.

“Thank you,” she said. “It’ll look perfect on the babies.”

He smiled gently. “Good.”

As Y/n resumed her seat next to Hyde, Eric looked to Red who was giving him a softened look.

“Good job, son.”

Eric nodded towards him. “Thanks, Dad.”

“Alright, is that everyone?” Kitty asked, wiping her eyes. “Let’s all clean up and get changed and get the ham started!”

As everyone started to clean up, Eric brought Hyde and Y/n to the side.

“You think I forgot about you, my friend?” he asked Hyde. “I have your gift downstairs in your old room. It’s from our good friend, Mary Jane.”

Steven laughed. “Hell yeah, man! We’ll do circle time later!”

Eric gave him a lopsided smile and turned to return to everyone else.

Later that night, after dinner was over, Fez, Eric, Hyde, and Elena sat around circle time. Y/n leaned back as to not inhale any of the smoke.

“Best Christmas present ever,” Hyde said with a lazy grin on his face.

“Yeah,” Fez said with a dopey grin. “Whoever you got this from, Eric, knows his stuff.”

Eric laughed. “It’s Leo, man!”

“Why am I not surprised?” Y/n chuckled.

“Hey, what time is it?” Eric asked and looked at his brand-new Star Wars watch. “Oh, shoot, we still need to go to Donna’s.”

“Alright, I’ll get our coats,” Fez said and trotted up the stairs with Eric.

Steven got up to join them, but Y/n stopped him. “Hang on, I got something for you.”

“You already got me something,” he chuckled.

“No, I got you something else.” She reached into the shower and came out with a small box in hand. “Here.”

He wrapped his fingers around the box and opened it. Inside was a white, ceramic mug. When he pulled it out, bold letters were imprinted on it: Worlds Greatest Dad.

“I saw it and thought of you,” Y/n said. “I thought you could bring it to work. I hope you like it.”

Hyde didn’t respond, which made Y/n nervous, but that soon melted away when he wrapped his hands around her face and his mouth met hers. “I love it.”

She smiled into the kiss. “Good. ‘Cause I love you."

“I love you,” he whispered and pecked her lips once more.

“Merry Christmas, Mr. Hyde,” she said lovingly.

The corner of his mouth lifted in an endearing smile. “Merry Christmas, Mrs. Hyde.”

Tags: @not-shy-nanya @taysirene @05-feet-off-the-table-06 @mdittyz123 @undead-sierra @random-thoughts-003 @lieswithoutfairytales @xxivy-32 @chloem4a1 @srhxpc

[hyunsuks-beanie]

Marked

Pairing: Tiger Hybrid! Jay x afab! reader

Genre: Smut rated 21+; hybrid au; tiger hybrids; oral (m. receiving); marking; unprotected sex

Word Count: 2.2k words

Mellow speaks: My first hybrid! au let's go!! Thank you to the nonnie who requested this, and I decided to go with a tiger hybrid! Jay bc, well, it just seemed cooler lmao. Hope you guys enjoy!! PS. Been a while since I wrote over 2k huh, but it was fun!!

Tagging: @freckledwinterfalls bc Xie is a simp for Jay xD

This was too unfair. Not only was Jay being forced to spend one whole hour locked up inside a room, he was also being forced to be locked up with none other than the apple of his eye (not), you.

This was totally unfair, because there was no way in hell he could spend an hour alone with you without wanting to rip either your, or his, head off. The two of you had never gotten along well, having had started off on the wrong foot on the very first day of university. And since then, you hadn't looked back, continuing to despise and be an eyesore for each other.

He knew you weren't all that bad, because he knew how his friends (who incidentally were good friends with you too), always raved about how cool you were to be around, urging him to try and make a fresh start with you. And try he did, but he just couldn't bring himself to see eye to eye with you. He was part tiger after all, he was used to not having anyone to oppose him. But that, of course, was until you came along.

Still, you couldn't really expect him to bow down, could you? And much to his disappointment, you didn't seem keen on accepting defeat either. It was like the two of you somehow always found each other, and whenever you did, sparks flew. Red, hot, burning sparks. The kind that only brought destruction in their wake.

And yet, here he is now, sharing a room with you because of a stupid game of spin the bottle. Your spin just had to land on him, didn't it? He actually suspects that you had somehow rigged the whole setup, and the mere thought causes him to growl deeply in annoyance. The sudden sound results in you looking up from your phone, the irritated look on your face doing nothing to calm him down.

"What are you staring at, L/N?," he calls out, an edge to his voice that sends shivers down your spine. His tiger blood makes Jay rather unpredictable, and you'd be lying if you said you weren't at least a little scared of what might happen. But you still put on a bold demeanor, setting your jaw and looking him straight in the eye as you click your tongue, a "Mr. Royalty seems pissed off" escaping your lips before you can stop yourself.

Your words aren't too harsh, considering that's the kind of stuff you say to him on a daily basis. Yet there's just something about the way you say it, your voice laced with venom as you all but glare at him, that gets his blood boiling, making him clench his fists. "What the fuck did you say?," he growls, voice falling two notches deeper as he sneers at you. "Just what you heard," you reply, rolling your eyes before adding, "Oh wait, could your tiger ears possibly be failing you?"

"Nope," he says through his teeth, "My ears are completely fine. But your voice is so annoying that I prefer to filter it out." Now it's your turn to clench your jaw as you get up from your place on the couch, sauntering over to the man who's taken a seat on the bed. "What's gotten your panties in a knot?," you ask, hands on your hips as you stand in front of him. "Being forced to be in the same room as you is enough to drive anyone insane," is all he says, whipping his phone out from his pocket.

"On the contrary actually," you counter, smirking as Jay looks up at you, eyebrow quirked. "Most of our friends enjoy being with me, you're the only problematic one." This time, you speak in a calm manner, voice almost down to a whisper as the words slip past your lips. But still, Jay finds his insides boiling once again, causing him to say something he regrets instantly. "Well I'm sure they're just hanging out with you out of sheer pity. I mean, who'd want to be friends with a stuck-up bitch like you?"

His words shouldn't hurt you the way they do, but you can't help but feel as if he just slapped you right across the face, the shocked expression on his face in stark contrast to your angry one. "Shit, I d-didn't mean that-," he starts, only to be cut off when you say, "Clearly, you meant every fucking word." And before you know it, your feet move of their accord, carrying you towards the washroom as you fight back the tears that threaten to escape your eyes.

Jay has never been nice to you, but this is hands down the worst he's ever acted towards you. It was downright insensitive, and you know that your friends would support you if you asked to be let out of the room immediately. But you didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he got inside your head, and so, there really was only one place you could go to: the bathtub.

However, just as you're about to push the door open, you feel your wrist being grabbed, and turning around, you're met with Jay's face close to yours. A bit too close, enough for his hot breath to fan your cheek as he looks at you. "Listen to me," he whispers, but you're not having it, twisting your wrist in the hopes of prying it free. Your efforts, though, go in vain, when the lips of the man in front of you curl up into a sneer, his arms swiftly turning your body around and pushing you up against the door, hand still on your wrist as another growl escapes him, this time much more deep and sinister.

You make the mistake of looking into his eyes, and that's the moment you doom yourself. A gasp escapes you before you can catch yourself, surprise evident on your face as you stare at his irises, shining almost golden in the light. You know what this means. His inner tiger is beyond mad, struggling to break free, something you can already make out from the way his face morphs into one of pure anger. You're scared, of course you are. But that doesn't stop you from completely losing yourself in the pools of gold, almost in a trance.

Jay notices the change in your demeanor in a heartbeat, the way your facial features soften as you cease struggling against him somehow calming him down. You look so innocent, beautiful even, looking into his eyes with subtle hints of surprise dancing in your own. He's aware of how wrong it is, he's aware of how he shouldn't do it, but it's like he's not in control anymore. Next thing he knows, he's leaning in, his like brushing yours as his chest presses against your form. He's hesitant, but eager. And much to his joy, you don't push him away.

It happens in a flash, but neither of you cares. His mouth meets yours in a rough kiss, lips molding against each other like puzzle pieces as he continues to pin you to the door. Your brain tells you to push him away, but it's like your body has been craving Jay's touch since forever, you just never knew. Before you know it, he shifts his attention to your jaw, swiftly making his way down your throat and neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses on your skin. It doesn't take him long to find your sweet spot, and when he does, you're in for rather a bruising hickey while he marks you as his.

You can only moan under his ministrations, arousal spreading throughout your body and making you want him, in every sense possible. Bucking your hips, you say something you had never thought you'd say, but it's like you can't help it. "W-want you in-inside me," that's all Jay needs to hear before he starts taking your clothes off, exercising every last bit of self-control he has to not tear them off your body altogether.

First goes your top, your bra following suit soon after. The moment his eyes land on your bare breasts, he latches his lips onto your nipples, sucking on them as your hands make their way to the hem of his T-shirt, tugging on it as a signal for him to take it off. Despite himself, Jay lets out a chuckle while he pulls away, discarding his tee to the floor before going back to what he was doing.

You're too lost in the pleasure of having his mouth on your body to notice his fingers fiddling with the button of your shorts, and it's not until the fabric is being pulled down your legs, along with your panties, that you actually notice. Pulling away once more, Jay takes in your fully naked form, a low groan escaping him as his eyes run over your body. "Fuck, you're so damn hot," is all he says before his lips are on yours again, your face cracking into a smile as you let your hands roam to his pants, palming him gently through the fabric and eliciting another groan from him.

Soon enough, his pants too, are lying on the floor, his hard-on slapping against his abdomen as you feel your mouth water. "I know where Heeseung keeps his condoms," he mutters, ready to pull away from you once more. But you're quicker, gripping his wrist just like he had gripped yours and causing him to look at you. You only shake your head no, biting your lip as a silent signal for him.

Thankfully though, he understands, smirking as he grabs hold of your jaw, a soft "Such a dirty slut, hmm?" escaping past his lips as he squeezes your jaw, before letting his hands fall to your thighs, gripping them hard. You yelp in surprise when you feel him lift you up, your legs getting wrapped around his torso as your hands grip his shoulders for support. "Ready?," he asks, and you can only nod, your eyes meeting his right before he penetrates you, his member stretching you out as he enters you hilt-deep.

A pace is soon set up, your back resting against the door as he pounds into you, his moves growing more relentless with each thrust, while his hand moves down to rub circles on your clit. His lips, meanwhile, continue to mark your skin, only moans and whines escaping you as he fucks you sore. It's almost animalistic, and even in your weary form, you can't help but fear that the sheer force of him pumping into you might cause the door to crack.

The room fills up with the sound of skin slapping against skin, interspersed only with your moans and his growls. It doesn't take much time for the coil in your stomach to tighten, your senses growing blurry as you near your climax, the fastest you have ever had. Your whines threatening to grow louder, you end up digging your teeth into his shoulders, trying to muffle the sounds. A couple more thrusts, and he has you cumming all over his dick, your body convulsing as all you see is white.

Coming down from your high, it takes you a second to realize that Jay is pulling out you, your juices slipping down your legs as he puts you down. But once you do take notice, you don't waste a single second in falling to the floor, hands wrapping around his shaft as you lick your lips, taking him into your mouth. You begin bobbing your head up and down, massaging his balls while you come up with a pace. Jay throws his head back in pleasure, deep groans escaping him as you continue to please him.

Maybe it's the way your tongue swirls around his girth, or maybe it's the way you look up at him through hooded eyes, or the way your hands feel against his balls. But he too, feels himself inching towards his orgasm, his sounds becoming guttural as he approaches his high. And just like that, you make him cum, lapping up his seed before pulling away, a satisfied grin on your face.

Kneeling down in front of you, Jay harbors a soft smile on his face, his hand gently stroking your cheek. And much to his delight, you lean into his touch, all signs of anger or fear having been washed down. It's at that moment that he realizes something. He doesn't hate you. Heck, he doesn't even dislike you. Instead, looking at you, so vulnerable in front of him, something stirred up in his heart, something he would never have expected to feel for you.

"What are you staring at, Park?," you ask, a mischievous hint to your voice as you mimic his question from earlier. He simply shakes his head, voice dropping to a whisper as he says, "I think I'd like to start over with you, Y/N."

You can only smile, replying with a "I'd love that, Jay." He leans in once again, ready to catch your lips in another kiss, but before he does, he adds, "Good, because I've marked you anyway." And to your surprise, you don't have any problem with that.

[cere-za]

Yoo! First of all, I just have to say that ur stories are amazing, they always brighten up my day!! I always start grinning like an idiot when you post ngl XD I wanted to ask you if you could do a grandad!Tea Knight cookie x child!reader (platonic ofc) but the child does not have any parents, and Tea knight takes care of them :> Thanks in advance🫂

A lovely visit

{ grandpa tea knight and child reader!}

[ A/N: before anything..yes i know I've been gone for a long time it's because it's almost the end of my school year meaning I've been extra busy with that being said i appreciate that people like you are enjoying what i write! My day gets better when I read that people are enjoying my stories!]

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Tea knight cookie was resting at home..and boy was he tired,but also worried that his grandchild hasn't visited him in days

So much so that he thought of the worst!.. maybe they had been attacked..or worse taken away!.. his histeria came to a quick halt when he heard a knock on his door..he got up from his chair to go receive whoever was at the door..

“Hi grandpa!”

What a lovely visit! His grandchild! His worries were wiped off now that they were there

"why hello there [y/n], come in..!”

He said moving aside so you could step inside, you always loved going to your grandpas house he would tell you old tales, help him around and spend the day together.

Today you had brought some baking supplies from the store! You had saved up enough money for everything you needed it took days of saving up Penny's but it was more than worth it!

"Quite a surprise you came to visit [y/n],tell me how've you been these couple of days?"

Your grandpa spoke as he saw you hurry your way to the kitchen to make sure you don't drop anything

"it was okay! A bit lonely though"

You said all the way from the kitchen as he stood in the living room, he frowned at your response.. technically..tea knight cookie isn't your actual grandpa..he found you a year ago when you were lost and since then you've become attached, in that period he also learned that you didn't know who your parents were..he is sure they didn't stick much either in your earlier years..

So people kind of found it sierra that you called him grandpa, the two of you were nothing alike, neither in looks or personality..but it mostly didn't matter to you, you were just happy to have someone to look up to..wait is something burning?..

You looked down at the oven and instantly began to panic, turning the it off you saw that your cake had indeed burned.. you began to sulk, all hard earned money was now wasted..

“[y/n]? Is everything alright? i smelled something burning”

Tea knight had walked in and saw you sulking on your knees in front of the oven where you saw with undying sadness the burned cake

He slowly walked up to you and picked you up from the waist

"c'mon now, there's no need to be sad..! We can go to the near bakery and buy something from there, we'll drink tea with sweet's, how's that sound?"

He tried to cheer you up which slightly worked

“soo.. were having a tea party?"

You asked with excitement and your grandpa chuckled and nodded..yes!

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After the two of you had brought the fresh biscuits and slices of cake from the bakery, tea knight had began to brew some tea while he kept an eye on you, he watched you set up the table and he began thinking..

< they're so sufficient at such early age.. maybe they can take of themselves.. maybe they don't need the offer to stay here.>

His thoughts came to a stop when he heard the water boil in which he turned off the stove and began to prepare the tea..by the time he had finished you were already waiting patiently at the table.

The two of you were having a good time with eachother, talking about friends, about things you've done a few days back.. when he suddenly asked something you've been waiting for awhile

“say [y/n]..i know you're far more capable of taking care of yourself,but i would like it if you come live with me?..i can't help but get worried when you live by yourself”

You sat up from your chair in excitement

“yes! I want to live with you grandpa! I want to learn more about everything you had been through!”

He was glad you've accepted the request, he chuckled at your response, classic child enthusiasm

“now finish your tea before it gets cold hehe”

It was a lovely visit from you after all

[oneprompt]

hOi! Me again with another request XD Can I ask for no. 8 from the love prompt list with Zoro and female reader please? Thank you! ;;w;;

authors note: hello <3 ! here you go , i hope it’s good enough for you , please enjoy <33 + is this an enemies to lover esque one ? kind of ?? oh , the things my brain does on auto pilot... please enjoy , nonetheless ! ++ takes place during enies lobby ? i guess ? idk Why all my dramatic fics end up in that arc ..

Zoro x F! Reader , Prompt ‘ Accidentally Kissing ‘

Somewhat Suggestive ?

“Zoro! I’m capable of doing things myself!” You didn’t hesitate to raise your voice at the swordsman. Who did he think he was? You took orders from no one... let alone a foolish drunk!

You and Zoro never got along, really. Your relationship was a mess, one that could hardly be called a friendship, nor fall under an umbrella of such a sweet definition. Your ‘friendship’ mirrored Sanji and his own dynamic but somehow worse. Neither of you showed an inch of care for each other, even in the worse of circumstances. Like now.

You were denying any help from Zoro, even as you had blood and wide tears on your outfit from the rapid swing of claws. You were so close to beating that wolf bastard... but oh, here comes Zoro! You hated it. You hated how he always came to ‘save the day’. You were a woman and you could easily kick down a man. Hell, you nearly finished a prime assassin before Zoro came! He always stole your thunder..

“Like hell you are! Look at you!” Your blood boiled in the kettle of your veins, making your face flush red. You looked fine! So what if you had a few gashes and a ruined outfit? You got out alive, nearly having the zoan user crumbling at your feet, helpless.

“Look at me?” You took a step closer to Zoro, firmly pointing a finger at him, stabbing his chest with it. “I took on that guy by myself! You and Usopp couldn’t even do that!” You were furious. With all that was happening, your emotions were an absolute spiral. And having Zoro do such a thing made them explode, every emotion under the sun.

“Seems like you’re the weak one, huh?” You held your ground firmly. “But oh, i couldn’t handle it, right?... I didn’t need your dumbass to ‘save’ me!”

Zoro grabbed your wrist, tan and calloused fingers grinding into the surface of your skin. You two glared at each other, full of rage.

Instead of meeting a punch, you were met with a kiss. It was very abrupt and harsh. Almost as if it was a spur of the moment kiss, one that was never meant to happen. It only lasted about a few seconds, leaving your lips a lingering taste of sake.

You looked up at Zoro, covering most of your face, aside from your eyes and forehead. You hid the blush well from him, as well as the way your lips puckered in desire for more. What was wrong with this man?

“What was that for?” You hissed. Zoro was red faced but kept a firm, rock solid expression.

“I wanted you to shut up! Obviously, i couldn’t hit you right now, and it was the first thing i thought of.”

You rolled your eyes. First thing he thought of my ass, that was clearly a lie. Maybe not, actually... Zoro was quite a moron. Maybe it was a mere accident, one that wasn’t supposed to happen, an impulse. You shook your head, uncovering your mouth.

“You pervert,” You snarled, going to lean on the stone wall before Zoro slammed you against it. What a beast, throwing a woman into a hold she couldn’t escape. A predictable move from Roronoa. He was opposite of the man he hated, giving everybody equal attention, fight wise. You liked that about Zoro, truth be told. You hated when people would reject your battles all over your gender but you knew Zoro never would deny an opportunity. You weren’t a dainty woman to him but an opponent.

Lips collided once more, this time for far longer. Zoro’s kisses were rough and quick, occasionally biting your bottom lip, hooking it in his teeth. And this man said he wasn’t a pervert...

You hitched one of your legs upward, locking it against Zoro’s waist. You couldn’t help but find something about this ‘battle’ to be exciting. The way you felt his tongue caress your lips before biting down, it sent a euphoric feeling into your system, a feeling that lit a fire deep inside of you.

You slipped your hot pink muscle into the swordsmans mouth, soon to be met with the warm lick of his own tongue. Your lips remained in Zoro’s clutches, kissing so hard you could swear your lips would bruise. Why was this so...hot?

Zoro’s hands met with your torn top. Was that wolf guy intentionally going for your top? With how the marks were aimed at your chest especially, that seemed more then likely. And you called Zoro a pervert?

It was weird. A part of Zoro hated the thought of another man being near you. Sure, that mans job was to be around you or any of the crew, to kill them. But Zoro was curious on how the fight went. That man was so teasing before with that other zoan user... Did he act that way with you? Or was there.. more to it?

Zoro tried to fight off the sudden thoughts he had of you. Your form being toyed with by that man, your face blushing madly as you allowed him to tear your clothing, exposing your—

Wait! What the hell was he doing? Now he really was a pervert!

You pushed away from the kiss suddenly. Panting filled the hall, uneven breaths slipping from you and Zoro’s swollen lips. Part of you felt... unsatisfied and disappointed to end such an experience. You hated Zoro but maybe he was useful for one thing.

“Well, that certainly shut you up...” You smirked knowingly at Zoro. You were well at hiding back your yearn for more, for your sworn enemy to take you then and there in that very hallway.

You moved away from him, walking a bit away from the dumbstruck man.

“Oh, and Zoro!” You bellowed, making the silent man turn his head. You grinned widely, a hint of cheekiness there. “I’m taking your prey~.” You giggled before running towards the room once more.

Zoro’s eyes widened. What? No way were you in the shape to fight another Cp9 member alone... You idiot! And- and what if this one succeeded at stripping you down?

Gah! Why did Zoro keep picturing that? What kind of freak was he?

[thefanficmonster]

Stranger In The Crowd

Corpse Husband x Reader (Female)

Warnings: None

Genre: FLUFF, Humor, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: Having recently ended the process of moving, Y/N is rightfully very tired but also very excited for the new chapter of her life. Funnily enough, this new chapter includes a newly formed long distance friendship/crush with a very special person from San Diego.

Requested by @boiled-onionrings Hi darling! Thank you so much for your wonderful request and I’m really sorry you’ve had to wait so long for it to be posted but here it finally is and I hope you enjoy the read! Love, Vy ❤

I let out a heavy sigh, relieved to finally be at home after such a long day of standing around in the Georgia heat with only a thin layer of fabric to protect my eyes and head from the scorching sun. Yeah, anyone who says that tent did well at protecting everyone under it today is nothing but a liar. I was in a short, strapless white summer dress, the fabric of which barely had any weight and consistency to provide heat of its own yet I still damn near melted. Ok, I’ll admit, some of the roasting heat probably came from the energy and force I put into singing the songs of my band’s new album ‘Starting At The End’. 

The mini concert we held in this large open field was meant as an introduction to the city of Savannah where all the band members - myself included - are actually from but we all moved to the West Coast to pursue our music career. And now that we’ve grown, and the majority of us are married, one of us is a father now as well, we’ve decided to return to our hometown. The decision was so spontaneous and was executed so quickly due to no one objecting to it that it still hasn’t me that I’m no longer in LA. The heat isn’t helping my ‘processing’ process but I’ll get to it eventually. Do I miss LA though? Not sure I do - I think I more miss the people I was closer to while I was there.

Suddenly, as if perfectly timed, my phone dings, notifying me that I’ve received a message. I don’t have to look to know it’s from - there’s only one person I actively text and his name is....

C ~ Your virtual buddy Corpse here, making sure you didn’t die of a heatstroke today. If you did indeed survive, just reply to this message, if not....don’t do anything, I guess.

I can’t help but giggle at the sight of the message. I promised Corpse I’d text him after the concert to let him know I was ok, but the even dragged out for longer than anticipated so I’m guessing he got worried.

How cute.

Me ~ Alive and well, but I do feel like a popped tire of an overloaded truck. Hope that’s a visually appealing description

Corpse and I met on the charity livestream Jacksepticeye organized and invited our band to so we could play Among Us with some of the best gamers and streamers on the internet. It was a huge honor and a ton of fun, definitely an event I’d like to repeat in the near future because I had such a good time and I know all my bandmates did too. We all got acquainted and even became official friends with the gamers that were practically our hosts, Corpse becoming the closest friends I’d earn. That livestream happened months ago and we still text just as consistently.

C ~ Oh I know EXACTLY what you mean. Anyway, as to not exhaust you further to force you into typing, how about you send me pictures to sum up your thoughts and emotions and plans for the evening

This is OUR THING trademark, mine and Corpse’s and no one can take it away from us. It’s a significant element of our friendship that enables us both to understand one another when one of us feels the way I described in my message - a popped tire or a deflated balloon. I’m usually the exhausted one - blame the many shows we do and the many meet-and-greets we organize for our lovely fans. It’s the type of exhaustion none of the band members mind at all, but we definitely need some time to recover from it.

As I go to sit down on my couch, the flower crown I’ve been wearing slips off the top of my head, falling on the floor, creating a soft noise that attracts the attention of one of my many cats - Sasha. She’s the youngest and most curious kitty in the family, always protected by the other four - Luna, Cassie, Silver and Lynn. Those four are far lazier and a lot more disinterested in comparison to Sasha who immediately runs over to see what’s fallen.

I smile to myself, taking the flower crown and undoing it to lessen it by a few stems to make it smaller, all the while being watched by the curious Sasha whose interest is rewarded in the end when I put the now adorably tiny flower crown on her head.

While she still hasn’t shaken the thing off I manage to snap a pic which I send to Corpse who opens it mere seconds after it was delivered. 

C ~ Sasha’s pulling off your aesthetic better than you. Sorry, someone had to let you know

I burst out laughing for two reasons - 1.The message itself, damn it! It’s hilarious; 2. Corpse has learnt the name of each one of my cats and never mixes them up - not even Luna and Lynn who look almost identical. That amount of attention to detail is astonishing and very meaningful to me, it genuinely warms my heart and that may or may not be dramatic but it’s definitely not exaggerated.

Me ~ You think I haven’t caught on yet? 

C ~ Well, if it makes you feel any better you pull off my aesthetic better than I do

He’s referring to the e-girl look I did for one show the band had in downtown LA one night. I was drunk and looking forward to trying new things so I improvised the hell out of my outfit but I apparently looked presentable enough to leave a good impression on Corpse despite the pic I sent him being a bit blurry and being a mirror selfie in the bathroom of the very bar we were performing in. It goes without saying that the mirror was dirty too - had a bunch of writing on it which Corpse said only added to the aesthetic. Looking back on it now I kinda agree, and luckily so did the fans in the comments of that same photo when I posted it on Instagram.

Me ~ Means a lot actually. Nowhere near enough to aid the burn of having a cat pull off cottagecore better than I do, but still helps XD

As if sensing that we’re talking about her, Sasha hops on the couch, poking her head over my phone to look down at the screen.

Now this is gonna be golden.

I take a selfie with my phone in my lap, the camera capturing both me and Sasha at a rather unflattering angle which has me losing my mind laughing when I send the picture to Corpse who immediately sends back a string of cry-laughing emojis.

C ~ I can’t tell which one of you is cuter

Me ~ If that was a compliment, I gotta say I appreciate it greatly

C ~ Just telling the truth ;)

It’s times like these that the butterflies in my stomach remind me just why I’ve started catching feelings for this man despite all the distance between us and despite barely knowing him - he knows me more than I know him but I don’t mind it, oddly enough.

I’m fond of our connection and though I sometimes dream of something more, I’m also content with what we already have considering that ‘something more’ seems rather unattainable as of now.

My phone dings again, clearing the fog of thoughts and presenting me with a new message from Corpse.

C ~ Oh, by the way, look what I got....

That message is followed up by a picture of a ticket. A plane ticket to Georgia! 

While I’m still busy stomaching this and dealing with my quickly rising excitement, he sends another message.

C ~ I hope to catch a The Silver Rays concert while I’m there. Heard they had an adorable frontwoman ;)

My breath catches in my throat as a wide grin spreads across my face. The thought of having Corpse so close to me sends those aforementioned butterflies in my stomach into a raving mood and they practically explode my insides with excitement and joy like I’ve never felt it before. I can’t wrap my brain around the fact that we’re about to go from having an entire country between us, to being just some ways away - him in the audience and me on stage without a single clue of who to look for. That’s part of the excitement though, I guess, part of the guessing game that’s gonna make our meeting all the more interesting.

He’ll be a stranger in the crowd and I’ll be a performer on a stage - seemingly two people who have no relation whatsoever. But damn does it go beyond that: No one has to know how hard I’m falling for that stranger in the crowd.

Me ~ I’ve heard so too, can’t confirm it though

If this is gonna be a guessing game, I’ll flip the tables a bit - I won’t take any guesses. I’ll let the answer come to me. I’ll give the first move over to the stranger in the crowd, let’s see what he does.

C ~ I’ll check and let you know, don’t worry

Not worried whatsoever, Corpsie. I’m not worried at all.

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[anime-boy09]

Sukuna X Fem!reader lemon

Synopsis - You live in a house with Megumi, Nobara and Yuji Itadori/Sukuna. You understand Yuji and Sukuna do switch out while having the same body, and it is no big deal. Yuji is pretty fun to be around and you enjoy his energy. Whenever Sukuna is out, he always gets a little handy. This is a college au but everyone can still use their cursed arts.

NSFW Warning: 18+, some holding down stuff, overstimulation, dominant!sukuna, teasing, smut, vaginal stuff, edging, some butt stuff? Very little though.

Note: uhh, this is my first time writing stuff like this XD so bear with me!

Words: 3.2K

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It was a long day for you. College studies and work. The skies were dark by the time you got home and you were ready to relax.

You noticed Yuji come out of his room, looking sleepy.

“Oh, [your name] you’re home! Whats up??” He bounced over to you.

“Hey Itadori, well...pretty freaking beat but I’m alright.” You take your jacket off and hang it on a hook. Then, you made your way to a couch and plopped down on it.

“Worked ya’ hard today, huh?” He entered the kitchen that was nearby, opening the fridge to search for a good snack.

You nodded. Your job wasn’t necessarily a difficult one, but a busy one. You worked at a local coffee shop near the college you attended. Because it was on campus, it was always full of students and teachers alike.

“I’ll probably take a shower soon and then head to bed for the night..” You checked your phone for a bit, searching through messages and notifications.

Yuji made a muffled sound as he was munching on some melon bread he found in the fridge.

“Shounds good! (sounds good)” He finished eating the bread quickly before continuing.

You put your phone away and stared at him intently. “No peeking this time!”

He got flustered and looked away pouting, “Was not even my fault!! Booo....”

You wagged a finger at him and stood up from the couch. He was cute when he pouted. You giggled and then headed towards the bathroom door, opening and closing it behind you. You made sure to lock the door.

Definitely don’t need any surprises tonight.

You started undressing from your work uniform. You pulled your pants down along with your panties. Then unbuttoned your shirt and slid it off to reveal your blouse and bra underneath.

The cold air felt nice on your warm skin. You finished undressing and set the clothes aside to a corner of the bathroom. You then turned on the shower and made sure it was set to a warm setting.

After a moment, you stepped into the shower and slid the shower door closed. The water hits your skin like a breath of fresh air. You sat under the water for a moment and then took some body wash to scrub your skin down.

You washed your arms and chest first. Your breasts weren’t too big of an issue, but sometimes it made your upper back hurt. You moved to your stomach and sides, humming along to a popular song that was stuck in your head.

The doorknob jiggled from the outside, though you did not hear it at first. You continued to wash your legs and hips, your body relaxing. It jiggled again and you stopped to look towards the door through the tinted glass.

“Don’t even think about it!” You called out, worried that Yuji was attempting to get into the bathroom. You knew Yuji was kind of a perv, but you also thought he was adorable at the same time. Maybe you had a slight crush on him..but now’s not the time to be thinking about this!

That other part of him was a force to be reckoned with. You know he’s a curse who is technically Yuji too. But...he’s also different.

He’s not afraid to be forward and blunt. He’s made nasty comments about your “innocent” body here and there. Although they were uncalled for remarks, you could not lie about how it made you feel.

Was it because he was a thousand year old demon? A deity that can take you down. You bit your lip a little.

“Oh! Snap out of it…!” You told yourself and patted your cheeks, flustered. Sukuna was also technically Yuji.

Yuji and you were pretty good friends too...

The doorknob did not jiggle again and the only noise came from the shower.

You were not sure about what the noise was. Maybe it was your imagination playing tricks?

You sighed, too tired for this shit. You continued to wash your face and hair. It was quiet for a time being.

“You think you can lock yourself away? Naughty girl.” The sultry sound of someone's voice whispered in your ear from behind.

You whipped your body around but no one was in the shower with you. Confused, you covered your body up with your arms.

“Y-You better not be in here!!” You growled through your teeth. You heard a deep, lavish chuckle from inside the bathroom.

“But, I am displeased at this moment. Do continue cleaning that dedicant body of yours.” His voice was velvety and rich with pleasure.

You blushed and put your hand on the door handle to keep it closed.

“H-how did you even get in here??” You stuttered out, covering your chest with a free arm.

The voice laughed and sucked his teeth before replying.

“Were you thinking of me? You’re so flustered. Also, I am not a feeble human like you are. I have my ways” He put his hand on the shower door, and you could see the shadow of his body.

The shower door flung open and there stood what looked like Yuji standing outside the shower. His pink hair was pushed back, thick tattoos lined his face and his eyes were crimson red.

You squeaked and covered yourself, embarrassed.

“Now, [your name] there is no need to be modest.” Sukuna entered the shower with you after taking off his shirt. He left his shorts on for the time being.

You backed up into a far corner of the shower, intensely blushing. Perhaps you have thought about moments like this one before.

But you never thought it would come into fruition like this!

You could hear your heart pounding in your ears as Sukuna came closer to you. His eyes scanned over your wet, naked body. It felt as if he was looking straight through you. Feeling you up without doing so.

Your body stood frozen by the corner. You wanted to push him out and yell at him, but you felt hypnotized. Your eyes didn’t meet his.

“G-get out! I-i’m…!” Before you could reply, he reached out to grab your chin to force you to look at him.

“Poor little lamb. Cowering in the corner...Look at me. I know your body yearns.” His lips pull into a grin.

You were kind of turned on by this..shit. You thought to yourself. You’re playing into him...but you can’t stop.

You try to move away from his grasp. Sukuna let go of your chin, only to grab your wrists and pin them above your head.

You were now fully exposed to the King of Curses. You squeaked when you realized your body was up for grabs.

“Let go! you!...Ah!” You tried to yell at him, but his free hand started fondling your body.

“Many nights, I wanted to do this. In the bed, in the living room...but this prison of a brat traps me. It’s so disappointing…”

You bit your lip so nothing would escape. “W-why not go for Nobara or something??” You look at his eyes this time, as they gazed upon your own.

“Her? That crazy bitch? Don’t make me laugh.” His grip tightened your wrists. With a smirk, he pinched one of your wet nipples which made you gasp.

“That’s what I like to hear instead. Come on, louder.” He pinched harder which made your body

You flinch away from his touch.

You were stubborn. This demon looking guy was the King of Curses who could easily take you down.

In more ways than one.

You just glared into his eyes, and ceased all noise. This made him impatient. Maybe that was not a good move on your end.

“Oho~? Gonna be tough for me, girlie? Two can play at this game. I will get what I want.” His voice sounded rough and lavish, which sent chills up your spine.

He let go of your wrists, but somehow they were still in place. You were confused by this and attempted to move them forwards. Nothing was budging.

They were being held by his second pair of arms.

“Sukuna! Agh, let me gooo!” You whined, wiggling in the corner. He watched your breasts move about, his gaze moving towards your hips.

The stream of water was still running, drenching your hair. Sukuna’s shorts were getting wet and you swore you could start seeing an outline of something...big.

He moved to press his lips against your soft skin, starting at your stomach and going lower...and lower….

You could squeeze your legs shut, but it was no use. His large hand was pressed into your thigh, keeping it firmly in place.

The next thing you knew, his soft tongue was pressing into your womanhood. Your body shivered and you let a small whine out of your mouth.

“Ahhh, you’re already drenched. Dirty girl. You’re in luck..I’m hungry.” He said the last part with an evil chuckle and continued to drag his rough tongue up and down your folds.

This was a new feeling to you. Of course you’ve had sensual activities before, but nothing like this.

Your hips move by themselves against his tongue. Damn, this felt good, you thought to yourself.

There was no hesitation in his movements. He grabbed your ass tight too which made you moan out.

“Stay put, girlie! Damn!” He slapped your ass which made you squeak from that too. You whined and tried to keep your hips still. “Ugh, let me do what I want” He shot a glare up at me with his red eyes.

You met his gaze with your own glazed eyes.

He kept lapping at your womanhood and started focusing on that little button of yours. This made your back arch against the back of the shower. You shook your head from how sensitive it was.

This only made Sukuna want more of you.

He began to suck on it harshly without a break. You gasped and whined against the shocks that boiled up in your stomach.

“S-sukuna..~” You moaned out unconsciously. He smirked and then pulled his face away from your womanhood.

“What is it, you little slut? Want more? You’re going to have to beg.” He dug his nails into your thighs and dragged them.

Why is he so good at this?! You thought to yourself, your body shuddering.

“N-no…! I-I don’t…” You looked away from him and bit your lip. This was not the answer he was looking for from you. He frowned and slapped your ass, putting his hand right in the middle, lifting one of your cheeks. You squeaked from the sudden slap.

You felt something wet and thick enter your behind, teasing the other hole.

You audibly gasped and wiggled from the feeling. What was this?!

Sukuna had two arms holding your wrists up, one on your behind and another holding your leg up. He moved closer to your face with an evil smirk.

His hand had opened a mouth and extended a tongue between your cheeks.

“...I said, beg for it, slut.” His tongue on his hand didn’t go deep, just enough to drive you crazy. It kept gliding past this second hole and your entrance ever so gently.

Your hips attempted to follow the lapping tongue’s movements but it was just close enough to every sensitive bit down there to irritate you. You moved your hips around and whined at the roughness of the tongue.

“P..please…” You panted out, your body quivering.

“Please...what?” He pulled his hand away from your behind and the mouth disappeared on it. He grabbed your face with it.

“Please s-sir....b-but..out of the shower?” You wanted more. The shower water was increasingly annoying.

Sukuna rolled his eyes and picked you up in his arms abruptly. You had no time to react. He booked it to your bedroom and slammed you down on the bed angrily.

“You’re fucking lucky no one else is here right now..” He growled and pushed your knees up to your chest to continue his meal.

“What-! Ahh~...” You whined out, feeling his warm mouth back onto your folds. His grip was so strong that you could barely move. Everything was tingling and sensitive.

He then slid two fingers inside of your entrance, moving them violently in and out of you. You practically screamed at the sudden movements inside your walls.

“Yeah? I want to hear more, (Your name).” His long fingers hit every inch of your insides, and it felt so good. Your womanhood was quivering and you felt like you were getting close.

“S-sukuna...I-i’m going t-to-” You could barely speak but those were the words that were stuttering out. He smirked again and took his fingers out.

Your body was trembling with anticipation, waiting for a release. You were just about to come when he stopped. You pouted and looked at Sukuna, wondering what his plan was.

“You are not allowed to have all the fun. My turn. Flip over.” He barked at you. You flipped your body over onto your knees, looking up at him.

He dropped his shorts and stood menacingly in front of you; his gaze was intimidating to you.

His member was...intense. He pushed it against your lips. “Open them.”

You obeyed him and opened your mouth. He grabbed the back of your head and moved it up and down on his member. You whined against his size and started sucking properly.

Sukuna leaned his head back and groaned at the feeling of your warm mouth.

“Mm...you feel hot, [your name]...” He breathed deeply as you wrapped your tongue around him.

You had no control over your head at first. His cock was forcing itself in and out of your small mouth, close to your throat. This made you gag and want to pull away from him. He stopped briefly and let you move your head to the side to cough.

“I-i’m sorry...ack!” your own spit was running down your chin, as you looked up to him like a puppy dog. Tears glistened the corners of your eyes. Sukuna raised a hand to your cheek and pushed them away with his thumb.

“Don’t cry on me...I should be apologizing…!.” a softer voice spoke. It sounded like Yuuji’s. His eyes looked apologetic, but turned on. He didn’t appreciate Sukuna throwing you around but, what could he do? When the Lord of Curses was in this hot and heavy mood, nothing changed until he was finished.

The hand that nicely rested on the side of your cheek, then grabbed your mouth and squeezed your face together.

“Why did you stop? Because your small mouth can’t handle my cock?” He scuffed at you. “I know what can though” He smirked and your eyes widened, shaking your head.

“P-please...n-not there!” Your blush intensified. You have done it before but with his size...there’s no way!

Sukuna pushed you over and spread your legs. He was about to push himself in when you stopped him. “Wait! Protection!” You motioned to a nearby dresser and he rolled his eyes.

“Seriously? You don’t want to bear my offspring?” He chuckled and you narrowed your eyes at him. “How disappointing…fine, I will listen to you this time, on one condition. Make a deal with me beforehand.”

You gulped and leaned up onto your elbows. Making a deal with a demon seems sketchy, especially in the predicament you are in right now. “... what’s your deal?” You replied cautiously.

“I will wear protection...if you let me go hard and do what I need to do.” He ran a finger along the inner side of your thigh. This made you shiver. You are definitely not walking straight after this.

You bit your lip and nodded “O-okay..” You felt your body heat up as he went to put on a condom. Once he was back, you had moved to your stomach, butt up in the air for him.

He didn’t care what position you were in, he just wanted to be pleasured. He grabbed your hips and pressed his member against your entrance.

“It’s gonna be so good, girlie. You’ll want more” He then pushed in without a second thought. You barely had time to get used to it as you moaned out.

Your legs trembled at the feeling of his girth stretching you wide. You wondered if Yuji was able to feel this as well...you felt embarrassed for a second. It didn’t last long because Sukuna started going fast and hard into you.

You squeaked and then started moaning with every push, your mind melting away. He grunted, feeling your insides squeeze and pulse around his member.

“T-too….fast!” You managed to whine out as you squeezed the sheets. He replied with a slap on your ass. You yelped out, taking that as a warning to keep quiet.

. You made a deal with him and that deal stands until he releases.

The thrusting continued, on and on...your mind felt like jello. You moaned and whined with each passing push.

Your body started to tremble from the amount of times you’ve come. You attempt to pull yourself away from his grasp and he notices.

“...where are you heading to...slut?” He panted and grabbed your arms, pinning them behind your back. With those arms he brought you to sit up on your knees.

Sukuna slowed his pace and whispered in your ear seductively. “...ohhh [your name]~ your pussy makes me feel soooo good.” His tongue glided up your sensitive ears, your heart skipping a beat.

“That’s a good girl. Obey me…” He had all four arms out once again, like he did in the shower. This meant he had more control over your alluring body. He reached around your body with curious hands, one landing on your breast and another by your cunt.

You gasp at the feeling of hands assaulting your overstimulated body. He cupped your breast in his hand, giving it a loving squeeze.

“...Say my name.” The wandering hand by your cunt began to tease your button. The one part of your body that seemingly shut you down whenever it was pleasured.

You shook your head, moaning out “No! S-sukuna..!” Your hips swayed from side to side, in over to avoid his fingers. His hips moved faster, holding you in place with your arms forcefully.

“Don’t make me angry...little girl~. I have many plans for you.” His thrusts grew impatient as he quicked his hips once more. He was growing close and you could tell.

His sultry moans were echoing the room with your own voice. He continued to spin his finger tips around the top of your clit, teasing your hood.

He pinched and twisted your little button within his quick fingertips, sending continuous moans out your mouth.

The wave of overstimulation crept up your spine and into your stomach.

You had no time to react to letting yourself squirt all over the sheets. You came over his cock, making your walls squeeze tightly against him. This made him groan and lose himself a little.

“[your name]....o-oh yeah…!” He came into the condom and held you close to his glistening body. He dug his sharp teeth into your shoulder, breaking the skin. You gasped from the bite and felt his member get warm on the inside.

He let go of your bruised shoulder and pulled out of your sore cunt. Your sore body fell to the bed, quivering and panting. Sukuna groaned and tossed the filled condom into a nearby trash.

You were gonna feel this one tomorrow for sure. You squeezed your eyes shut and relaxed for a moment. Sukuna saw that you weren't getting up or moving right away and leaned down into your face.

"Yo girlie, you good? This brat is worried." He motioned to himself, meaning Yuji. You slowly nodded and replied, "y-yeah...just need a second..."

He sighed and plopped down on the bed next to your body.

"w-what are you doing...I said i'll be okay.." You looked over to him, laying next to you. Without looking, he grabbed the back of your head and forced it into his chest.

"Just stop talking."

You weren't expecting this...kindness? He was so rough a moment ago and now he's a different person. Maybe Yuji's yelling at him? It didn't matter now...all you wanted to do was rest, if only for a moment.

[dragon-of-timeless-blue]

So, lately i've been on a RH brainrot, and my head just keeps seeing Rin and Haru everywhere, like, really everywhere, the other day I was eating some candys with some classmates and i randomly pick up a red and a blue one and go like: RINHARU CANDYS :O Helpmeithinkimobssedandlosingsanity

Anyway, I also make some AU's ideas bc I was bored and of all the things this three were the ones I liked the most:

• Free! X The Owl House (other of my currently obssesions Is TOH bc the hiatus is killing me)

Rin is Luz

Haru is Amity (like not very similar to Amy but kinda in the role of the top of the school and firstly annoyed by Rin's behavior)

Eda is Natsuya

King is Sousuke

Willow is Makoto (OMG I think It really fits just because like: ✨Green✨ and i like to thing of Haru and Makoto angsty 😔🖐️)

Gus is Rei

Raine is Nao

Hunter is Albert

Lilith is Ikuya

and Hooty is Nagisa (Dont ask me why, I just think It fitsss)

- Rin enters the Demon Realm chasing after his cat (Steve) and he stays because when he was a kid, before his dad past away, he usually tells little Rin fantastic histories about his adventures on the Boiling Isles ( Rin's father was a writer who published a book series called "The Good Wizard Uzu") and at the moment he meets Natsuya (The Eagle Lord?? im not sure about the name LOL), he decides to become the Best Wizard on the Boiling Isles (actually is just a way of scapism to stick up with the memory of his father and bc his mother was going to send him to a "Reality Check Summer Camp" ).

(This one Is actually SouMako LOL)→•Harry Potter (universe) X Free!

Makoto is Hufflepuff (he is also prefect)

Sousuke is Gryffindor

Haru is Ravenclaw

Rin is Slytherin

I think Nagisa could be Gryffindor, Hufflepuff or Slytherin fr xD

Rei is the Prefect of Ravenclaw

(So, the argument is like the most HP romantic cliché cause I was just thinking about some fluffly SouMako)

"After they ended up being partners in a project for Care of Magical Creatures, Sousuke finds out that the Prefect of Hufflepuff isn't just the big himbo that he imagined, and Makoto starts to think Sousuke isn't that cold and scary when he is taking care of the tiny hippogriffs."(I CRAVE FOR A ROMANTIC MOMENT FLYING ON A HIPPOGRIFF AAAAAAAAAAAAH)

ALSO, i think about a RH subplot, something about Rin and Haru knowing each other from the sorting ceremony but stop talking that much bc they ended up in different houses (Like, the thing with the houses in Hogwarts is the best and worse at the same time and my babies fighting the system was so cool inside my head xD) oh, and also a thing of Rin being kinda mistreat bc he is a half-blood.

I even write a few things but they are all in Spanish and idk how to translate correctly that kind of things xD

BONUS, an idea that was flying around my head over and over like... Idk, a fly?? :

• AROMANTIC! MAKOTO AU

After Rin and Haru start dating, Makoto starts to questioning if the supposed "crush" he claim to have on Haru all of this years is romantic at all and with the enthusiastic help of Nagisa, Rei and the unexpected guide of Sousuke, Makoto discovers more things about himself that he ever imagined.