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cherthegoddess · 2 years

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Then There Was You- Chapter Eight

Pairing: Tom HollandxScreenwriter!AssistantDirector!Reader

Summary: Y/n is a screenwriter for her first movie called Hurts so Bad where she meets Tom Holland who plays the male lead, William. The cast tries their best to push the two together. Will they be successful or will the two do the getting together on their own?

Warnings: This was written with a black reader in mind, but anyone can read it.

Word Count: 1.4K+

Author's Note: Hiiiiiii guysssss. I hope you aren't too mad that I basically disappeared for idk how many months. But alas a chapter! Life caught up to me yall. I'm soooo sorry. But I'm going to try to make more time.

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Chapter 8:

Two weeks had passed since the incident and luckily the situation had blown over within the week. The two had continued to stay inside for their movie nights and hangouts. Lori left the last Friday and was truly a sad day for the girls. There were hugs and whispers of promising that they would see each other soon. Lori and Y/n did their handshaking before leaving each other. There were tears on her face and Tom with Supernatural and food for the rest of the weekend. Tom’s brothers and best friend were coming onto set today after coming into town yesterday. Y/n was nervous to meet the group and wanted to make a good impression. Though she was not dating Tom, she was Tom’s other best friend, they had gotten close fairly quickly and she didn’t want to lose their friendship because his family didn’t like her. Harrison was also going to stay on set to get back to the job of being his personal assistant. He was gone because he was finishing up a promo for a movie that he would be premiering in. She dressed better than usual today but also like she wasn’t trying too hard and it was the perfect excuse to wear her new Nike dunks that she’d been waiting weeks for. She was known around the set for having one of the best styles and was even getting recognized by celebrity bloggers. So, she was never worried about that.

Tom and Ryan were currently in the middle of a scene and they were finally at the midpoint of the movie. It was very bittersweet because Y/n loved working with everyone on set and she didn’t want to leave them. She promised herself that for the next movie, she’d be working on that she’d try to get the same crew because they were all such a joy to work with. Y/n was knocked out of her thoughts when she saw Tom’s eyes start to not focus on the scene in front of him but instead on something or someones behind Ryan. Y/n followed Tom’s gaze when he began laughing. There were three boys two that looked identical to Tom and one who was slightly taller than the other two boys. One held a sign saying, ‘Would you like a juice box? We don’t want you to get cranky :(” and the other two holding two six packs of juice boxes in the air waving. Anxiety rose when she recognized them. Man, she hoped they liked her. Ryan C. had cut the scene by the time the three walked on set. He had just gotten done introducing him to Michael and Ryan, so the group was laughing when Tom caught Y/n’s eye. He smiled and waved her over. She got up from her seat and adjusted her jacket before walking over. She tried to put confidence on her face when she saw the group looking at her. “You must be Y/n the girl this Div can’t stop talking about-” Tom quickly interjects stopping Harry from talking. “I do not talk about her that much,” Everyone laughs slightly as Y/n’s face warms and Tom’s ears burn a bright red. “Anyway, like I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, It’s wonderful to meet you in person. And Tom was right you’re even more beautiful in person. If you ever get tired of waiting on this one to make a move, I’ll gladly ta-” Tom puts his hand quickly over his brother’s mouth as everyone laughs. Y/n ignored the warmth rising on her neck. “So Y/n don’t we have to leave in a bit so we can go out for lunch,” She nods, “Yup, we're going to my second favorite restaurant in ATL and your brother can take me to my first,” The group laughs at her comment as an assistant comes over to let them know that their car was there.

When they finally made it to the restaurant and were seated, Y/n heard a familiar voice introducing themselves. “Parker! It’s so good to see you! I haven’t seen you since the last time I was here. How’s Liam and Avery,” A quick hug was shared between the two as Parker told Y/n about their kids. “You know those two little rascals, they’re still getting all A’s though so I’m proud of them. Avery still wants to be just like you when she grows up.” Y/n nods laughing. Everyone’s eyes are focused on the two speaking when Y/n notices their silence. “Sorry, guys lemme introduce you to one of my favorite people at Toast, Parker! They’ve been here since I’ve been coming here when I was working on my screenplay. They were even some inspiration for Tom’s character.” Everyone waves as Y/n finally sit down. “Well enough of my chattin’. Y/n I’m guessing you want your usual,” Y/n nods quickly. “What about everyone else?” Everyone tells Parker their order. “I’ll let Chef know that you’re out here as well. He was literally just talkin’ about how much he missed you.” Everyone thanks Parker as they begin to leave. “Y/n, when Tom said you pick the best restaurants, he wasn’t lying,” Harrison told her. “Yeah, as much as I like to say I don’t love food. I love food. I’ve been actually talking to some people about having a show reviewing restaurants around the country after the film,” Tom grabbed her hand that was laying on the table and squeezed it. “ Darling, you didn’t tell me anything about this,” Everyone nods (except for the twins and Harrison) in agreement. “Sorry, y’all I promise I was only going to tell you guys when things were becoming a bit final. I didn’t want to tell you all before and get your hopes up if it fell through. I didn’t even think that people would even want to listen to what I had to say let alone a whole show about it,” she said solemnly. “Y/n, love, anyone would love to hear what you have to say. Especially something you’re clearly so passionate about. It lights up your eyes whenever you talk about a restaurant you want to try.” Ryan and Micheal looked at each at the mention of Y/n’s name surprised to hear him say it. It meant, clearly, he was serious. “Y/n, I know we’ve just met but when you were explaining why you love this restaurant and food on the way over, I could taste every meal you talked about. You clearly have a knack for it, don’t ever worry about that. I’m excited for you and I’m watching every episode whenever it comes out.” Sam said sincerely. The table agreed as their plates were played out in front of them by Parker. “Thank you guys,” Y/n said after thanking Parker. She had a huge smile on her face at the comments they made feeling wayyy more confident about her show than before. She didn’t notice how Tom was looking at her, however. Like she hung the stars. Harrison had to kick him slightly under the table because he was staring too long. Y/n turned slightly asking if he was okay as Tom grunted. He said a quick yes. Y/n just barely missed Harrison whispering in Tom’s ear and his face turning beet red. She brushed it off as him doing something embarrassing that only Harrison saw.

After 40 minutes of drinking, talking, and clearing plates, the Chef came out to greet them as they were paying the bill. “I hope you all enjoyed the food. Thank you all for coming and Jellybean thank you for bringing everyone here.” He said to Y/n as they hugged. “Anytime Uncle Virgil. I’ll probably be back here sometime this weekend. Gotta do some writing,” she said with a wink. She went back to Tom’s side as he put his arm around her shoulder. Virgil smiled as he watched. “You didn’t tell me you were bringing your boyfriend with you. I would’ve called your aunt over too. Your Pops didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend, I outta-” Y/n quickly interrupted, “Tom’s not my boyfriend Unc. We’re just friends I promise.” Virgil looked over at Ryan for confirmation asking her with his eyes why they weren't together when they clearly liked each other. She shrugged her shoulders. He looked back at Y/n. “Good because even though your father is my best friend, I will beat him up at any time.” The group laughed and the awkwardness quickly washed away. “Well, I’ll see you around kiddo, be safe out there, and good luck with that movie of yours. I love you!” The group waved goodbye and went into the car. They let Kill Bill play through the car before Tom finally spoke up. “Jellybean huh?”

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k-kizkhalifa · 18 days

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episode 7 —

can we just LOL TOGETHER ABOUT HOW JIN STARTS HIS EPISODES?! (also if there is no feet play imma fkn flip a switch)

alright let’s get this going lol at the adorable baby jin. i know i am awful hard on jin but he acts like a dick. i can’t with him. it’s not even the fun kinda ego shit. it’s jsut annoying. talking about how soft he is. ughhhh. sure sure. stop acting like a dumbass the.n. LOL AT BABY ICHIKAWA AND THE TEARS. bro chill you’re a child.

jin talking about how ichikawa hasn’t changed. YEAH I FCKN KNOW YOU TWO ARE ANNOYING AS HELL.

oh damn ichikawa kissed HIM!!!! hahah jin suck it. oh god these two idiots are so in love. lmfaoooooo.

jin acting like a fkn child in a candy store… brooo it’s just sex with this guy. unlesssssss *feet*??

BRO WHY AM I LAUGHING SO HARD AT JIN SAYING: i ate, i cleaned myself, i brushed my teeth. LIKE THIS MAN IS FKN TORE UP OVER ICHIKAWA. I CANNOT.

lol guysssss srsly this is the furthest they have ever set from each other in their room. i am crying.

i hate that as i get to know him he is actually an alright dude. like he really is a softie. bro shut up. and him knowing his whole crew. ughhh.

LOL AT JIN CALLING HIM TF OUT.

ichikawa: you can continue with new ppl

jin: really? you say i suck. so???

ohhh boyyy here it comes. HE TOOK HIS GLASSES TF OFF. I AM SCREAMINGGGGGG.

lmfao ichikawa stop talking. thank you jin for shutting him up.

ichikawa being the “down-and-out” SLUTTTTTT FOR JIN. love me a mouthy bottom. alright you two. you better improve character wise. my goodness.

lol at the movie talk 🥴🥴🥴

ichikawa and his butt. boy. smh. i am smhing. LOL AT MAO KNOWING WHAT HE MEANS AND NOT SAYING ANYTHING. HAAHAHA.

damn jin’s friends know a lot about ichikawa. he really be into this dude. rei is a good friend. he deserves the world.

oh jin in his feelings. poor guy. he is in so deep. ooooooh ichikawa is in deep too!

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grippingbeskar · 2 years

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salt, ice and fire | frank castle

chapter twelve - ray of sunshine

[series masterlist] [previous chapter]

frank castle x fem!reader

word count: 5.1k

warnings: canon typical violence, mentions of death, injuries, stitches, description of wounds/cuts, mention of scars, violence, gore, death, blood it gets kinda gross but ITS PUNISHER TIME AGAIN BITCHES. also kinda sad frank and reader but look we’re gonna be okay.

a/n: guysssss what do we think. tell me. i feel like i struggle to write good action scenes bc the ones in the punisher are so cinematic and bad ass but i’m trying. also don’t ask me if any of the sewerage system information is right i have no idea and i wasn’t about to google it bc gross i’m sorry lets pretend. hope u enjoy beauties.

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“Hold it tighter”

“Like this?” Your hands grip at his direction, and you hear his hum of approval.

“Now go slow.”

“That’s no fun.” You smirk up at him, but Frank is too lost in concentration to fight back.

“Slow, or this’ll finish before it’s even started.” His hand wrapped around yours and adjusted your grip. “There you go. Just like that.”

“This feels wrong.” Eyebrows furrowed, you see him shake his head in your peripheral vision.

“You don’t think I would know if it was wrong?”

“Fine.”

“Alright. Now just...” He loses his words as you move through the motion he showed you again a few times, a low noise the only sound your doing something right.

“I think I got it.”

“Now hard and fast. Don’t think, just do it.”

Letting go of the hilt of the knife, it slams into the opposite wall. Finally, after three days, you get it. Bullseye.

“I hit it! Holy fuck!” You shout, running up to wall. You almost want to take a photo of it.

“Damn right you did.” Frank claps once, and nods, a smile crossing his face. He looks proud of you. You turn around to face the wall again, losing your nerve.

It had been four whole days since you had first arrived at this run down garage-turned-vigilante-base, and four whole days since Frank had kissed you. Or touched you, really, of any kind, bare the minimum of whatever training he dragged you through that day.

It was a good distraction, his never ending supply of drills and routines to run you through. Not all were physical, like the first day he gave you scenarios to break down. He kept telling you how half the shit he did was just as much a mental game as it was physical. If you could put your opponent off, even for a second, you could control everything they did. Subtle changes in pace, in tone, could be the difference between life and death.

That stuff you weren’t so good at, but with your enhanced strength and speed, the physical training was becoming a breeze. Knives had nearly become second nature, spending hours staring down that stupid wall with a target that seemed to mock you, finally figuring out the subtle moves and changes you had to make to slam the blade true. Sure, it was distracting because all you could think of was what happened last time Frank showed you how to throw, but eventually you managed to work it out, thanks to him.

Guns, you were almost comfortable with. Frank was clearly superior, but that was about the only thing you couldn’t match him in now. You could throw a punch, but he showed you how to make them count, how to place them, and especially when not to punch, when to hold, move, duck and cover. Waiting was not your thing, but every day made you better at it.

“Do it again.” Frank stands to the side, watching as you gather up the three remaining knives. “It’s muscle memory, don’t think about it.”

You turn around, not facing the wall right away, and when you spin back you throw all three in succession, as fast as you can.

All land with a successful thud - right where you wanted them to. One is dead centre, the other two slightly above and below, creating the perfect straight line.

“Atta girl.” Frank says from the wall, and everything gets about ten degrees hotter. “We go tonight.”

“Yeah?” He nods, walking over to the array of guns he’s had laid out for a few hours, cleaning while correcting your form.

“They won’t expect it. You feeling okay?” He looks down towards where you were shot, and you pull up your shirt to show him.

“Feels fine.”

“Need to take the stitches out.” He says and starts to walk towards the bathroom. You had thought about that for a while, and you should probably learn to take care of your own injuries, but any excuse to have Frank that close again is one you wouldn’t fuck up.

You go inside the small excuse for a bathroom, and he kneels down in front of you. His fingers dance lightly around the wound, assessing, before he gets the little scissors out and starts to cut the wires.

“Were you a medic?” He shakes his head, and his hand fans out on your stomach, holding you still.

“Basic training runs you through first aid. That and getting my ass shot made me a fast learner.” You try not to laugh, and he looks up at you, catching your smile. “Curtis was.”

“Bomb guy, right?”

“Yeah.”

“I figured you served together. He - he seemed nice.” Another cut of wire, this one made you wince a little, the wound still healing despite the time.

“Best guy I know.” You swallow, trying to get your nerve back.

“You can tell me to piss off, when I ask this.”

“Go on.” His fingers dig into you a little more as you unconsciously squirm away from the blades.

“I was reading another article. One on The Punisher, on the computer.”

“You’re googling me?”

“You told me to research.”

“I meant the maps, not me.”

“Anyways-“ Another wince, and his thumb runs soothing lines along your skin. “They said you - there was someone that you served with, that knew about what was going to happen to your family. It wasn’t him, was it?”

“No.” His movements all but stop as he considers going on. There’s something about him fixing you up that seems to force the two of you to talk about things like this, a kind of intimate trust that encourages you to share a little more of yourself, which is why you got the courage to ask.

You had spent a lot of time on the computer the past few days, and since he had kissed you like a man starved, you had to admit your interest was a little bit piqued. There was no public information about what really happened to his family, and you had no hope figuring out how to use any of the systems on the monitors to find it yourself.

“Good. That’s good. He’s nice.” You were pretty sure it wasn’t Curtis, but the only other two names you could find that served with Frank was a photo of him, covered in mud with two guys next to him, their names labelled underneath.

Gunner Henderson.

Frank Castle.

Billy Russo.

“Is it gonna scar bad, or do I still have a chance to wear low rise jeans at some point?” You give him an out as he stands up, removing the last of the stitches.

“I think you’ll be just fine.” You go to leave the bathroom and give him some space, afraid your question went to close to prying, but his hand falls on your hip, holding you there. “What other names do you know?”

“What?”

“You said you did your research. Don’t get shy now, who else you got?” He was doing that thing again - the thing where you were almost positive he could read minds he was that good.

“A guy named Gunner. And Billy Russo.”

“Billy Russo was my best friend. Family. Spent more time with him than my god damn wife and kids. He was my brother.” You swallow, and wonder what happened to him. Surely it must have been Gunner, then. No one would sell out their brother.

“You don’t have to tell me.” You say softly, and he nods, like he knows, but he wants to tell you anyways.

“He hung around my kids. Knew ‘em, my wife fuckin’ loved him, too. She always had this massive heart, let him crash at our place, fed him. He’d help me out round the house. It was natural, you know? Having him around. On the last tour, he told me he was getting out, that he requested a transfer. Shit got dark over there, we weren’t just soldiers anymore.”

“Was this Kandahar?” You say from memory and he nods. Then he looks down at where his hand was resting on your hip.

“They called us the American Taliban, over there. We’d go in, dead of night, and make people disappear. The guys who ran us - Schoonover, Rawlins; they were selling drugs to fund the operation. Stuffing them into KIA’s and sending them home. Gunner, the other guy, he found out, tried to blow the whistle on the whole thing. He took a video of an interrogation we did, tortured this guy who was meant to be an American ally. He was innocent, we all knew it, but Gunner was the only one with the balls to do something about it. He sent it to Madani.”

“Jesus.”

“After that, everything went to shit. They thought I was gonna sell ‘em out for - money, to do the right thing or whatever I should of done. They wanted a distraction, bodies to bury their shit under. Billy knew.” His voice cracks at the end, and he still not looking up. “He knew what they were going to do, and he did nothin’. Let ‘em die like fuckin’ animals.”

Your hands go to his cheeks and pull him up to you. You don’t know if you should kiss him or hold him, so you just freeze there, his eyes burning a whole straight through you.

“Frank.”

“They were the best. My kids - Lisa was so smart. She was reading Moby Dick when she was ten.” He swallows hard again, and you feel his jaw clench under your hand. “And Frankie he - shit, he was just like me.”

“A ray of sunshine?” He laughs, and the smile that touches each of your thumbs on his face is one you would kill to see again.

“Maria was.” You could hear your own heart breaking at the way his voice got way too soft. “She was the best with ‘em. All that shit was my fault, and I-“

“Hey. Don’t do that.”

“How do you know what I was gonna say?” A little bit of life flows back into his face, and it makes your hands warm against his skin.

“Cause it’s exactly what I do.” He blows out a puff of air, and his hands fall from your hip. You let him go, letting him set this pace. “You wouldn’t have known.”

“It’s been years, and I still think of ‘em every day. What I could of done.”

“Me too.” He still hasn’t stepped away. “I should of moved faster. Told my Dad to take those stupid fucking letters he got seriously. Told my mum not to lock the door so I could of got out quicker - helped them, maybe, I don’t know.”

“You were a kid.”

“Doesn’t matter, though. I could of been 30 years old and it would still have happened. And I miss them every day. Still will, even when I’m as old as you are.” You shove him a little on the shoulder and he shakes his head, smiling small. “I shouldn’t have asked. I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologising.” You shrug, looking away. You feel his hand back on your hip, and the other one hooks a finger under your chin. Your breath hitches. Even though you’ve been sleeping in the same bed for the past four nights, it’s the closest you’ve been since he kissed you.“You uh- You should get your shit together. We might not come back here.”

With that, he takes a few steps back then walks out of the bathroom.

He’s right. Always is. You were going in tonight, and if your brother was being held in the same place as the doctors family, this would be it. Agent Madani would come in, make sure he’s safe, and you would probably never see Frank again.

Just a few weeks ago, you would of been happy to never see him again. That first time you met him, you wanted to rip his head off, literally. It’s what you were sent to do, what you were programmed to do. Now, though, you have had the chance to think for yourself - decide what you want. You thought when you got out all you would want to do is grab your brother and run as far away from this place as possible, but now the one thing you want to do is stay, and it’s the only thing you can’t do.

Agent Madani might be a good person, but she isn’t a miracle worker. You were still a murderer - wanted by the FBI for hundreds of crimes. There’s only so much one woman would do, and you have sacrificed too much to lose your brother for something as selfish as what you want. Who you want.

Sucking in a deep breath, you follow Franks instructions, packing what little you own into a bag and coming out into the main room.

“You know, I actually kind of liked it in here.” You say, coming up behind Frank as he sorts through what guns he’s packing into a black material bag.

“Yeah? Those alarms sound like home to you?” Neither of you had been able to turn them off, so like clockwork every six hours one of you had to shut them off. Sure, it was annoying as hell, especially at 2 in the morning, but it meant you got to wake up and still feel Frank sleeping behind you. He always woke up before you, so it was the only time you could enjoy it. “Take this.”

“Ah. Old friend.” The pistol Frank gave you in that hotel room now appears in your hand. You had lost track of it the night you got shot. He must of kept it when he stripped you down after saving your life. “Did this not get full of water?”

“Cleaned it up. It’ll be like a lucky charm.”

“Oh yeah, because getting shot in the kidney is a sign of good fortune.” He blows out a laugh, and swings the bag over his shoulder.

“You ready for this?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.” You go to head towards the door, but he calls your name, snapping your attention back to him.

“If things go wrong in there, and you get your brother-“

“Hey, I thought you said you didn’t to ‘ifs, ands or butts’.”

“I don’t. But there’s a chance things can go wrong. If they do, you need to get him out, and get as far away as possible. No matter what happens.” His face was blank of any emotion, the hardened mask of a soldier.

“I’m not going to bail. I’m better than last time. You know that.”

“I know. Just - whatever happens, you get your family out. Promise me.”

“I’m not going to bail.” You want to tell him the truth, that you wouldn’t bail on him, but you just repeat the words, squaring your shoulders.

“You got a chance at this - to save him. You gotta take it, no matter what.” You feel every word, hitting you as hard as a punch.

“Do you remember what you said to me, that morning after I got shot?” You take a step towards him, pistol still in your hand. “You said you wouldn’t of left me. Then you asked if I would of done the same for you.”

“That’s not the same thing.”

“Yes it is. No matter what happens, we are both walking out of there tonight. Even if I have to drag your ass out myself.” He told you that you would have time. Time to do the things you have imagined doing to him for longer than you would like to admit. You planned on seeing it through, at least tonight. “Now move it, soldier.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He walks past you to the car, and you notice how hard his fist is balled at his side, but you don’t say anything. All you can do is hope to whatever divine power there is that you make it through this night, and that there would be just one more, so you can see that promise through.

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“Stay low.” Frank mouths, and with the minimal light in the tunnel, even your eyes struggle to catch it. You nod, and you both begin to creep forward, seeing the four men guarding the next turn.

You knew coming in the back, there would be men in the way, but at least here you have them cornered, and there’s no other way out. Crouching down, both you and Frank take a side each. He uses his silenced pistol, shooting two in the head swiftly, while you keep your gun your pocket and crack the two guards heads together, feeling the crush of bone underneath your hands.

“Come here.” You tuck yourself behind the stack of dead bodies. The tunnel was only just big enough for you both to lie side by side, and you can see the flashlights up ahead, signalling more people. “It’s gonna get real tight before it opens. This part is small-“

“I remember there’s a cut away, just up to the right. I can fit through the gap and drop in above them, right when it opens to the end.” The hours you spent studying those stupid maps seem to come in handy. All the tunnels lead to one main section, presumably where the waste would have been dumped out and filtered if the project had finished, and it seemed the only likely area a temporary base would be. Frank looks at you with an emotion you can’t place in the dark, and then looks up ahead again.

“Go. I’ll clean it out here. Don’t drop down till I get there.”

“Shout if you need me.” You both stand as quietly as possible, and just as your about to turn and slip out the cutaway, Franks hand wraps around your neck.

He pulls you close, and it’s so dark you can’t see anything but you can smell him. You can hear how hard his heart is beating, running on pure adrenaline. He presses his forehead to yours, and you half hope he might kiss you, no matter how stupid it might be to do that here. He takes in a long breath, prolonging the seconds you have.

“Go.” He says again and lets his hand drop. You spin and turn immediately, knowing if you stood there another second you wouldn’t have the strength to leave.

You find the cut away quickly, and shimmy your way down the small opening above the tunnel. You presumed this was meant for wiring or filter pipes, but either way it was only just big enough for you to shift through. Finally seeing the end, you squint your eyes, looking down and watching as Frank makes his way up the tunnel.

You have only seen him in action once, and even then you were too distracted trying to aim your gun that you couldn’t watch him. He was coming up on about fourteen armed men, all in pretty much a row with little to no cover. You start to worry, maybe he would need help, but he said hold out, so you listen, remembering what happened last time you ignored him.

A guttural scream and a crack of bone snap your head to the right. You hadn’t even seen Frank move over there, but he already downed two men by the time the others realised someone was coming for them. Using the dead body as cover, he fires off perfectly aimed shots, sending bullets into heads and necks, spots he knows will kill instantly.

He drops people like fucking flies. All those articles you read about him taking on rooms full of people with just his fists - you thought they’d been exaggerating, but this was a whole new level. He fired more shots, and when the gun clicked blank, he had timed it perfectly so he was close enough to the last men to fight them hand to hand.

He throws one punch and sends the guy straight into the concrete, and two more men come in at the same time. Holding each one by the neck, Frank yells, and headbutts one while taking the punch of the other in the stomach. It was strategic - he knew he couldn’t fight both at once, so he knocked out the bigger guy first and took the brunt of the smaller, knowing he could finish him off.

He does, spilling his brains out onto the floor using the man’s own gun. He was heaving breaths, and you could hear commotion down the end of the tunnel now that the gunfire had stopped. He looks up at the end of the cut away and nods, then starts running down the tunnel. You shimmy up and out, and when you drop down, Frank is standing right next to you.

He’s covered head to toe in bright red. It’s dripping onto the floor, and when he grabs your arm and pushes something into your hand, you can feel the blood is still warm.

“Take this.” You know it’s his knife, one of the ones you had been throwing for the past few days after you mastered the kitchen knives. “You want right or left?”

You look over the drop down to the main section of the sewer, men with guns running around frantic after seeing a few of the bodies drop down from the tunnel entrance.

“I don’t care, but when we find the Colonel, he’s mine.” Frank nods, and the two of you jump down at the same time. The first guy you meet doesn’t even get the chance to scream before you rip his throat out.

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Franks firing off more rounds than he can count. He had expected this - a bus load of assholes running around scared shitless, but he hadn’t realised just how many people ‘New America’ had. Either way, the two of you were making a big ass dent in them, and Frank could only see about eight people left standing.

You were going strong, using a mix of your own training and the new stuff he taught you. It made you unbeatable. A force, and if Frank didn’t have so many people shooting at him, he wouldn’t of been able to take his eyes off you.

Another guy comes at him, and Frank drops the gun. By his count, the ammo in it is out anyway, and he still has steam left in him. Just as he goes to throw a punch, the man stops his attack, freezes in the air, then drops to the ground like a sack of potatoes.

Then he sees the knife, his knife, sticking out of the back of his head, and looks up to see a smug sort of look on your face.

“We clear?” Frank says, ripping the knife back out of the dead guys skull.

“Clear. The elevator shaft is up ahead, but there’s no actual lift. They have to be down there.” You swallow, chest rising and falling fast.

You lead the way, and Frank stays close behind, ready to dive in if anyone comes out. To get down, you’d have to go one at a time, climbing the service ladder, and he stops you just before the drop, descending first. It’s a long way down, longer than he realised, but you don’t seem surprised.

“Sacred of heights?” You whisper, reading his face way too easy.

“Just a long way out.” You nod, and begin to come down above him.

As you get about halfway, Frank hears it. It’s a woman, crying out in pain. And kids. Kids, screaming. They aren’t saying anything, just yelling out. Terrified. One of them could be your brother, but there’s definitely at least three people down there. A hard whack echos up the shaft, paired with more screaming. Your both moving twice as fast.

Frank hits the ground running, knowing you’ll be right behind him, and then he sees it.

A woman is strapped to a chair, her face bruised and bleeding. There’s two kids behind her, a little girl, no older than ten, and a boy, maybe around 12. For only a second he thinks that could be him - the boy you’ve been looking for your entire life, and then scans the room for anyone else.

A man in a military uniform towers over them, intimidating as he pulls up his fist to punch the woman again.

“Hey!” Franks voice is more animal than man, blood spitting out as he yells across the room. He’s moving fast, and with the momentum, doesn’t think before he just slams his body weight into the man, sending him straight onto the floor.

The Colonel.

You were next to him, and he looks up at you just for a second. He knows if that was your brother you wouldn’t be with him right now, you’d be over there. You look at the boy, and shake your head. It wasn’t him. He wasn’t here.

“Get them out, Frank.” You were towering over the Colonels crumpled body, jaw set tight. A flash of the metal coming out the tips of your fingers clues him in, and he knows this kill is yours.

Turning away, he can only hear the noise of what your doing. The sound of the Colonels scream was music to his ears, but he cut at the ropes tying the woman down.

“You okay to stand?”

“I’m fine - please, my babies. Please they need-“

“It’s okay. We’re gonna get you out of here.” He knew the look in her eyes. A parent who had suffered the worst of it, he could see it all over her body, to make sure her children didn’t face it. He got all three of them to the ladder, and heard another scream of pain from the Colonel. He couldn’t leave you down here, but it was a long way up.

“It’s okay. We can get out.” The little boy says to him, and Frank turns and bends down to his level. “I remember how to go out.”

“Yeah? Alright, buddy. You take this-“ He gives the burner phone he uses to call Madani to the boy, who’s eyes were wide with determination. “And call the number in there as soon as your up the top, okay?”

“Thank you.” The mother pulls him into a hug, not caring about how drenched in blood he is. “My husband-“

“The doctor?” She nods quickly. “He’s alright. He’s in. protective custody. The woman on the phone, she’ll take you to him.”

She looks down at his chest, recognising the bright white skull painted on it.

“We owe you our lives, Frank Castle.” Is what she says before disappearing up the ladder, following her children closely behind. There’s no one alive up the top anyways, so as soon as they dial that number, Madani will come for them.

He’s confident that they’re safe, so he turns back around, seeing your foot pressed against the Colonels neck, blood pooling in the side of his mouth. He pulls over the chair and sits down, content to watch the show.

“Where. Is. He.” You punctuate, and there’s none of that playful glint in your eye he knows so well. No, this was all business. You look how you did when he first met you - cold, wild. Mean. It’s a good look on you, when it’s aimed at someone other than him.

“I don’t. - I don’t kn-“ You slam your foot in his face, then crouch down as he spits out blood and teeth. “They don’t tell me!”

“Then your of no use to me.” Your hand grips his throat, and he can see the blood start to leak out from underneath your fingers.

“Wait! I can he- help you. I’m the only one who could draw the-em out.” He chokes out, and he watches you consider it. Then your hand loosens, and Frank stands up and walks over. The Colonel splutters, and tries to shuffle away from his approaching figure, but you kick him in the ribs and he falls flat.

“Don’t buy it.” Frank leans to whisper in your ear, locking eyes with the Colonel.

“How else do you suppose you can find America’s most notorious mobsters, huh? Whoring yourself out to the Punisher will only get you so f-“ Franks boot whacks him across the face, and he’s out cold.

“Frank.” You say, and hes still staring down at the man, who’s head is slumped to the side.

“He’s alive.” Frank growls, shoving at him with his boot.

“He might have a point.”

“Bullshit he has a point.”

“We could use him as bait. Draw them out and ambush them when they least expect it.”

“That’s if he isn’t still working with them. This wasn’t his entire operation - he’s still got men stationed somewhere.”

“I know. He could be - but either way, what else do we have on the Gnuccis? They’ve been ghosts since Washington.” He can see the frustration on your face. You had really thought your brother was going to be down here. “Maybe we…”

“No. This guys a maggot. We put him down now.”

“No one wants this douche bag dead more than me. Trust me. But, if we can get something out of him before we rip his arms off, maybe we should try. He’s the only lead I have, Frank, and as much as I want to, someone told me to fight with my head, and I’m trying to listen to him.” The Colonel starts to wake up, his head twisting to the other side. Frank sighs.

“Fuck. How do we get him out of here?”

“It’s probably easier if he’s unconscious, right?” Frank nods, and watches as your fist slams into his jaw, sending him straight back to sleep. “We should move. Agent Madani will be here any second. The doctors family - they were okay?”

“Looks like the mother took the worst of it. No idea what this piece of shit did to them down here.” He looks around, surveying the tiny area they had probably been kept in for weeks on end. It stinks like shit, and there was no bed, no place to be except for a tiny corner with a sheet on the ground. Looking back at the unconscious body, his mind starts to drift to all the ways he’s going to pull this guy apart.

“Pick him up. We need to move.” Before he can argue your on the ladder, and he’s swinging the dead weight over his shoulder, shuffling up the ladder.

There’s a part of him that’s relieved. Not because you didn’t get your brother - he thinks he wants that just as much as you do, now. He’s relieved because he thought that last night was it. That would be that last night he would spend with you, and he played it safe, sticking to his side of the bed, not doing shit about that energy he had no doubt you were brewing on too.

He was relieved that you would have the time he promised you, and that after he broke this assholes face for you, he would use that time to drive you just as insane as you have made him, in all the ways he knew how.

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binniedeactivated · 3 years

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— #txt reactions.

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a/n; hey guysssss <3 toxic txt under the cut

╰┈➤ soobin --- it finally happened and you couldn't be happier. you were waiting for this moment since you first got the job. especially since you worked your ass off in that place day and night, picking up the slack that your coworkers left for you. you were excited that all of that work didn't go to waste and that your boss finally saw the value you held at the company. when you finally came home you just wanted to do a happy dance across the kitchen floor. a $25,000 raise and a promotion was enough to make you dance like no one was watching. except, someone was watching and it was your beloved husband soobin, who was currently cooking and smirking a little at how giddy you looked. "someone's excited?", he spoke, stirring the food in the pot. you turned to hang your coat on the coat rack trying to hold back how much you wanted to just run around the house. "I have good news baby". he fetches the seasonings across from him. "what is it?". you exhaled, "remember when I'd come home complaining about work and how lazy my coworkers are and how they never do anything?". soobin nods and hums. "mhm?". your heart started to pound. "well.. I don't have to do that anymore because i finally got a raise and a promotion! And I'm making more money than them now. I even get to manage several locations I'm so excited!". you were expecting a lot of reactions out of soobin, but one thing you weren't expecting was for him to go completely cold after that sentence. he didn't smile or jump around with you. he just stood there and continued cooking as if you didn't say anything at all. "soobin?". he hums in response. "did you hear me? I just said I got a promotion and a raise". he nods his head. "yeah I heard you". you throw your hands down at your sides, getting pissed. "so? you're not going to be happy for me?". he leans his hands on the counter giving you a deathly stare. "you don't ever think before you take things? like honestly. how are you going to manage several locations that are much too far from the house? that position is too much". he said annoyingly. you couldn't believe he was being like this. "it's a position that's going to get me closer to the position I really want to be in. why are you turning this into something negative?". he continues stirring, "because it is. it's a dumb decision".

╰┈➤ yeonjun --- as soon as you guys started this type of relationship you agreed it would be a strictly friends with benefits type of deal. no romance or anything of that sort. just sex. good enough sex to satisfy you both throughout your stressors of life. you couldn't get enough of yeonjun and he couldn't get enough of you. he knew exactly how to handle you. but as yeonjun came and went from tour to tour around the world, you had kids. two of them. and it was getting difficult by the day caring for them by yourself and taking in all the finanical responsibility especially if their father was a pop star. yes, yeonjun was their father and you had yet to tell him. in order to cover things up you told him you were screwing around with one of your exes, which yeonjun didn't really care about since he was only with you just for the sex anyways. well, that's mainly what scared you. he didn't care about you or your life, just sex with you. it was the weekend just before yeonjun was scheduled to go on another tour again, and after another session with him he had fallen asleep beside you. money was getting tight and you were on the verge of almost losing your home due to caring for the kids. you decided that it was time he knew, so that he could at least help you. you shook him gently until his eyes fluttering open. "yeonjun? we need to talk". he rubs his eyes and yawns. "about?". you bit the sides of your tongue nervously. "i haven't been honest with you". you admitted, leaving yeonjun to immediately give you a heart wrenching stare that gave you goosebumps. that was another thing about yeonjun. he had a temper equivalent to a lion's roar. "what are you talking about?". you breathed. "those kids? that I told you were from my ex...they're not. they're yours. I had them while you were touring and I hid most of my pregnancy from you and I'm sorry. I'm struggling to raise them alone and I really need a father figure to help me with this". he immediately exhales and facepalms himself in distress. "why are you just now telling me this shit?". "I was scared of what you were going to say". "you don't just drop that on someone. especially while I'm in the midst of another tour-- i can't do this right now". he grabs his shirt and wrestles it over his head. "where are you going?". "I'm leaving. I have to deal with this when I'm ready to deal with it". he lifts himself off the bed and you panic when he walk towards the door. "yeonjun I'm telling you I need help I can't do this alone". he doesn't even look at you before he shuts the door behind himself. "I have to go".

╰┈➤ beomgyu --- "well I think this house is perfect for you both and I can't wait to see you two moving in it". you nodded at your realtor, doing the last walk around in the home you and beomgyu dreamt of having. you wished he could've been here, the moment you guys were finally going to pay the closing costs and settle things just before moving in. but unfortunately he told you that he had to work almost all day today and he wouldn't have the time. you thought this was kind of a special moment but you didn't want to make such a fuss about it. you instead did things on your own, pooling out your wallet to pay the money that would make you and beomgyu home owners. but once you unzipped your wallet you realized that every wad of cash that you held within it was gone. your stomach churned at the sight, not believing this was happening to you at this moment. you gave a nervous chuckle at your realtor, doing another search through your purse trying to figure out if it dropped in there perhaps. you could've sworn it was in your wallet beforehand. looking through your purse hadn't helped, you could only find a couple of old crumpled dollar bills. what was once the most happiest moment of your life quickly became the most embarrassing. and to make matters worse you recalled that beomgyu had been spending more than usual lately, thousands at a time in fact and claiming that it was for work. nothing made you more angry than being embarrassed like that in front of your realtor and possibly loosing the home, most of this anger is the anger that you unleashed on beomgyu as soon as he walked in the door that night. "so what the fuck gyu? what the fuck was that today?". he kicked his shoes off at the door tiredly. "what are you talking about?". he asks even though he knew already. he expected this to happen."you know that house that we already started buying? yeah the closing fee had to be paid today and you knew that. where did all that money go?! why the fuck are you spending so much money?! that was the house that we always wanted". "I didn't spend the money. I don't know what your problem is, blaming me when you're the one being irresponsible". "you're a liar! that closing money was in my wallet for weeks. now all of a sudden when I'm about to spend it it's gone. you have bad spending habits and lately they've gotten worse. where's the fucking money gyu?". he said nothing, just continued walking passed you and getting ready for bed like you weren't even there. he knew what he spent the money on. strippers and explicit services from different women. but that was the last thing he was going to tell you. you swallowed hard and continued speaking. your cheeks burned with fury. "and to top it all off you knew I wanted that house to be ours so we can build a family and start our life in it. why do you do fucked up shit and just not care?". he finally shifted his attention towards you, looking more mellow than anything else. "you need to calm down. alright? I didn't spend it. and if anything, we can find a house somewhere else. it isn't that serious and you need to stop blaming me for everything".

╰┈➤ taehyun --- it always got like this when taehyun was drunk. and taehyun drank pretty often. he wasn't a stranger to liquor and that's what made you most afraid when he got a hold of any. especially on a night like this. your job was having a banquet in celebration of your boss and you were required to attend. you bought a beautiful gown for yourself and of course a lot of expensive makeup and jewelry. you wanted to look your absolute best since almost every executive you could name would be there. but unfortunately taehyun was home, drinking and watching you get ready. he winced at the burning sensation of the liquor slithering down his throat. "where do you think you're going?". you could see him through your long mirror, looking like a drunken mess. his eyes were hazed and he didn't really look like himself. not the sweetheart taehyun that you once knew, the one that used his funny and romantic personality to reel you in the beginning. "I'm going to a banquet taehyun. it's for my boss and I can't be late". he swallows and takes another look at you. "you think you're going anywhere looking like that? what? are you planning on leaving me?". you should've. you should've left him a long time ago as soon as he started to show signs and you knew it. "It's a banquet taehyun. I have to look my best. I can't be looking crazy in front of everyone". he did that fake laugh that you hated. "stop being a liar. you think you're leaving me, and I'm not letting that happen". you shake your head. "don't start this. not tonight. I told you I have somewhere to be and I'm telling the truth. If I were leaving you I would've been gone already". he gives another throaty laugh before taking another swig of his drink. he was nothing like you thought he was when you first met him. "please. you would've been gone already? do you really think there's people out there that want you?". you snapped your head back at him in shock. "what?". "I said do you really think there's people out there that want you? you're lucky that you even have me. you haven't left me not because you don't want to, but because you can't". you clenched your jaw tightly in a fit of rage. "what?". he smirked. he liked whenever he hit a nerve with you. "you heard me. you made me like this. drinking all the time and shit. you drive me crazy. you see how much you've ruined me? you're a toxic piece of shit and no one else is going to put up with you".

╰┈➤ kai --- you both talked about this already. way before your relationship had even started heuning assured that he was completely fine with it. you had a son from your previous boyfriend and kai offered to care for him even though he wasn't exactly his. your son wasn't the problem but it was your ex that drove kai up a wall. he hated the way that your ex was still in love with you. he hated the way he looked at you. he hated the way he talked to you, sweet, and almost as if he was trying his absolute best to win your heart back. what you didn't know about kai was that his jealousy streak was far beyond anything you could ever imagine. so much that he wouldn't even be able to stomach the thought of you with someone else. or you having friends even, taking away the time you could've been spending with him. his jealousy went to unbearable lengths, most of which you haven't seen because he hid this trait from you. it was your son's third birthday, you were throwing a party from him in the backyard of your home. it was the cutest thing kai had ever saw and he wanted to just jump in the bouncy houses along with the kids. but instead, your boyfriend put his childlike traits away and steadily watched you and the father of your child talking across the yard. he couldn't tell what the conversation was about but he saw the man smiling. it didn't take much for kai to make assumptions and as of now he assumed he was flirting with you yet again. he approached the both of you, sliding his arm around your waist and kissing you on your cheek right in front of him. he could see the anger simmering in the man's eyes but kai didn't care. he does that smile that he does for everyone. the smile that made him look like an innocent child "baby I think jae had an accident in the bouncy house", kai informed you. you hurried to the child's aid just like he wanted, leaving him and the man alone. kai reaches into his back pocket and discreetly flicks up his blade, pushing it against the man's clothed stomach. the man's eyes grew large at the sudden threat. kai smirked at his fear. his smile faded and his eyes grew incredibly dark. "flirt with my fiancé again and I promise this blade will go straight through you".

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creepytoes88 · 4 years

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Angry sex with Vinnie

So this is a very bratty reader and there is hitting in this I AM NOT ROMANTICIZING ABUSE! I can NOT stress this ENOUGH

THIS IS A EXTREMELY DEGRADING SMUT

But this might be one of my favorites I choose Bryce cus he’s problematic so it seemed realistic to me just imagine him and Addison aren’t a thing lol COVID DOESN’T EXIST IN ANY OF MY STORIES Covid makes me sad 😢 OK LOVE YOU GUYSSSSS ♥️🤌🥸

I’m almost done getting ready when I hear Vinnie come in the room. Vinnie and I are going to Jake pauls ( he literally has nothing to do with the story) party or one of the biggest parties in LA everyone gets shit-faced and either you have to crash there or you have to get a Uber. Needless to say, I'm scared shitless but I'm not gonna let Vinnie know that he's way too excited for me to bail on him. So I just keep getting ready and keep telling myself tonight's gonna be great, because it is gonna be great. Vinnie comes into the bathroom with his hair maintained and non-frizzy no matter how much I wanted to run my hands through it, I also knew Vinnie would KILL me so I resisted.

”Hey you,” I say with a smile ”Hey you look hot,” Vinnie says looking me up and down, I stopped and turned around with a straight face ”and absolutely breathtaking just say the word, and ill go ring shopping m’lady. Vinnie says with a shit-eating grin as he bows to me I smile ”well now that you mention it...” I place my finger on my chin pretending to think about it ” I would love a ring pop” I continue to do my make up as Vinnie chuckles. He walks up behind me wrapping his hands around my hips rubbing his thumbs on my dress before leaning into my ear

”you look amazing baby” he kisses the side of my neck ” I could take you right now,” Vinnie says in a deep voice. I turn around putting my hand on his chest ”don’t even think about it, I love you but we have to leave in 20 minutes and I'm still not done with my make-up.” I turn around again continuing to do my make up I feel a slap on my ass. I gasp at the sting of the hit ”such a brat.” Vinnie kisses your neck again before leaving the bathroom It's gonna be a long night.

Time skip to party

As soon as we pull up to the party a group of Vinnie's friends immediately take him away to play beer pong. I roll my eyes as I walk to Maddy and Avani, we get drinks and walk to the dance floor, about an hour has passed, and was done dancing and kinda just wanted to check on Vinnie. I stand up and tell the girls I'm gonna find Vinnie they nod and I walk in the direction he went when the boys pulled him away. Just more dancing people but no Vinnie, ok maybe the back yard I walk towards the back door and as I step out did I hear the most the last thing I wanted to hear ”KICK HIS ASS VINNIE” I hear people yelling ”FUCK YEA, GET HIM VINNIE ” I see Jordan and Kio high-five as they encourage Vinnie to beat the crap of someone. I run over to Jordan and Kio ”What the fuck is wrong with you guys stop him!” I screech at them Jordans head whips around with scared eyes as he runs to me and grabs me ”stop you didn’t see what happened and what Bryce said!” ” He fucking deserves it!” Kio yells kinda drunk.

Vinnie's POV

After the boys came and pulled me away from Y/n we played pong and shotgun a couple of claws (gross) before I know it I was feeling the alcohol. As I'm talking to Jordan and Kio I feel a slap on my shoulder ”ssssssup man” Bryce wraps his arm around my shoulder. I could smell the alcohol on his breath not that his slurring wasn't enough evidence to show he's drunk off his ass. ”hey bro what's up?” I ask

”not much but *burp* I do wanna tell you *hiccup* that Y/n looks like a million dollars tonight man” I look at him as I try to keep me cool knowing he's just drunk ”Like honestly dude*hiccup* if you weren't dating her I would totally hit it *hiccup* like her ass is perfect man, and her tits dude. Does she ever wear a bra I can always see her *hiccup* nips but it makes me so horny man?” Bryce laughs as he claps me on the back. I look at Jordan and Kio who look at me shocked, unfortunately for Bryce, I was far too buzzed to even think about what I was doing before my fist collided with his face.

Y/n’s POV

I push my way through the crowd and when I get to the front I see Vinnie on top of Bryce trying to curve his face in, both of his fists pounding into Bryce's face. ”VINNIE STOP” I scream immediately he stops and turns around seeing my scared face he stands up coming towards me but I walk past him going straight to Bryce and start to shake him. I hear him groan ”are you ok?” I ask as he slowly opens his eyes ”look I'm in Heaven” Bryce says with a wink before passing out all the sudden I'm being pulled up by my arm like a child. I look up to see an extremely angry Vinnie I could see him shaking with anger. ”ow Vinnie you're hurting me” I whine as I try to pry his hand off of my arm ”VINNIE STOP” I yell at him in front of everyone.

”YOU CAN’T JUST GET JEALOUS, BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF PEOPLE! AND THEN YOU WANT TO DRAG ME OUT OF THE PARTY LIKE A FUCKING KID I THINK THE FUCK NOT!” I yell at him with sass. As soon as the words leave my mouth I see his usually sweet and loving eyes change before me becoming almost emotionless. They fill with absolute rage Vinnie narrows his eyes at me picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder holding my legs so I can't kick him.

”PUT ME THE FUCK DOWN RIGHT NOW!” I pound my fists into his back and scream having an absolute tantrum, I'm so angry that I'm seeing red, not a few minutes later I was put on the ground.

Before I could push him away I was turned around and push against the car ”such a fucking brat!” He slaps my ass

”fuck you,” I say as I try to get my hands free I hear the car door open then the back of the seat being moved. Vinnie sits in the car pulling me I'm with him so I'm sitting on his lap and start to push on his chest to get away I know what's about to happen and I know it gonna hurt a lot. ”STOP YOU FUCKING BRAT!” Vinnie yells and finally holding my hands behind my back. Vinnie looks up at me and chuckles he holds my hands with one of his own, his other hand pulling on his belt wrapping my wrists together ”NO DON’T DADDY IM SORRY!” I say as tears start filling my eyes and my bottom lip quivers.

Vinnie looks up at me his eyes showing no emotion ”I'm not gonna hit you till I'm calm-” My eyes widen ”NO FUCK YOU!” I yell as I try to get away even though I know I can't but I don't want a spanking. I know Vinnie won't touch me till we’re home and it's a long-ass drive at least an hour or two depending on traffic meaning I'm gonna be hot and bothered AND my ass is gonna be on fire. I feel a harsh slap on my right cheek I let out an involuntary moan grinding against him ”STOP talking to me like that.” Vinnie rubs my cheek turning my face towards him ”you’ve made daddy very mad and after your punishment, we will be having a conversation about tonight right now I need you to take your punishment like a good girl.” Vinnie says softly rubbing my cheek I know he's trying to make a point about my attitude and he’s somehow being so sweet. I wish I could say it was me being extremely horny and slightly tipsy but honestly, it was just my pride I don't wanna admit that I'm wrong, for talking to him like that and hitting him in anger, which I have never done before, I feel bad but still, the words came out.

”NO! DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME!” I shout right in his face Vinnie’s eyes lock with my own I gulp that was the last straw and I know it. All of a sudden my face is in the passenger seat my chest is against the armrest in the middle Vinnie puts his left leg over my legs so I couldn’t kick him or grind myself against him.

”D-Daddy don't please.” I sniff looking back at him with wide eyes ”I-i I'll be good daddy-” Vinnie lets out a dark laugh he then grabs a first full of my hair and yanks my head back I gasp ”I hope you cry.” Vinnie whispered in my ear before pushing my head back down ”Don’t fucking move or you get five more.” Vinnie lifts my dress so it's around my waist he ripped my underwear off throwing the ruined material on his dashboard. ”count” Vinnie demands ”How many-?” I start to ask ”DID I SAY TO FUCKING SPEAK!” Vinnie lands a hard slap on my ass

”OH FUCK!” I yell trying to get away ”thats 25 now.” Vinnie says as he pulls me back into place ”Now I said count, so fucking count slut!”

I feel the first one on my right cheek ”OW one” I said as I sniff holding my tears in. Another one SLAP! This time on my left I let out a cry as I try not to move an inch. ”TWO!” this time a tear slips out but Vinnie doesn't see it, his hand lands on my right cheek way more hard then the last one and before I could even cry he lands another one with the same power onto the left cheek. A sob escapes my mouth as tears fall down my face ”FUCKING COUNT OR USE THE SAFE WORD!” my heat throbs as he yells at me my arousal running down my legs. ”THREE FOUR!” I scream as a sob comes up my throat it hurts so bad but feels so good.

”T-T-TWENTY-FIVE!” I scream sob, my face soaked with tears and my wetness has been running down my legs, I could feel the puddle on his jeans. My ass is on fire and it's bright red with handprints all over the place, I have my head resting on the seat trying to calm down my breathing and crying. Vinnie silently runs his thumbs from the puddle on his jeans all the way to my slit, collecting all of the wetness from that thigh before sticking the digit in his mouth ”mmhm” he moans before doing the same to the other thigh, once again putting his thumb in his mouth again. I am however still sobbing ”you can cry all you want baby...” he kisses my red ass cheek ”you are just making me so much more hard.” Vinnie says before he licks my clit softly ”mmm daddy” I say with a small voice ”I’m still mad at you baby.” He says as he slaps my clit making me whimper ”please daddy” I try to grab his shirt with my hands.

Vinnie immediately pulls away so I can't touch him or grab him ”No, don't fucking touch me.” he says repeating what I said to him not long ago obviously, it had hurt his feelings and stuck with him. ”oh, daddy I'm sorry I didn't mean it that way.” I look back at Vinnie best I can from my position ”I really am sorry Vinnie, I love you.” I say with wide eyes making sure he is paying attention. He rubs my thigh ”I know you are brat!” he then slaps my thigh ”sit in your seat and buckle up I don't wanna hear a word.” he pulls his belt off and puts it in the back seat. A tear slips down my face, is he really that mad at me that he won't say I love you back, I crawl to my seat and fix my dress before I sit down soft and slow my behind still in major pain.

The pain makes me feel even worse knowing he's very mad at me I stare at my hands I didn't even realize I was still crying till he said something ”turn around baby let me see” Vinnie says softly. I look up at him and I sniff slowly I pull my knees up and stand on them and use the window for support as Vinnie pulls my dress up around my waist once again ”fuck baby I'm sorry” Vinnie says in a sad tone as he begins to leave light kisses on my cheeks ” I love you baby so much I'm just pissed at Bryce and then you were being a bitch about-” My eyes widen ” W-What? I was being a bitch! You dragged me around like a fucking kid!” I say angrily as tears run down my face ”you're a fucking asshole” I say to myself getting ready to sit back down but then I feel pain on the skin of my ass so much worse then before and it didn't feel like a hand.

A giant sob jumps from my throat and moaning I feel my pussy clench around nothing for the hundredth time this night. I whip my head around to see Vinnie holding his belt in his hand with an angry face and black eyes filled with lust and rage mostly rage. ”You never fucking learn, unless I treat you like shit so get in the fucking back! Don't say a goddamn word or I'll whip you with my belt again.” I gasp and I scurry between the seats my ass getting stuck between my seat and Vinnie's shoulder. ”My lucky day huh.” I feel him smack my ass a cry leaving my lips and I fall into the back seat my ass in the air. Another slap is delivered to my ass tears running down my face as I try to buckle up fast even with the pain in my behind, my makeup was definitely fucked up.

20 minutes later we pulled into a nice-looking hotel Vinnie grabs a napkin and hands it to me silently ”don’t say a word unless spoken to and just sit down till I come get you.” I nod as I wipe my eyes trying to stop the tears Vinnie steps out of the car and opens the back door on my side grabbing my hand and pulling me out after I unbuckle. I know this sweetness is going to be short-lived as it's just a front so people don't think something is actually wrong. Vinnie approach soon but first he turns around and asks how late room service is open ”24/7 sir” the lady says as she hands him two room cards.

”Perfect.” Vinnie says as he grabs my hand pulling me to the elevator the second the elevator door shut Vinnie grabs my neck and slammed me against the wall.

A loud moan leaving my lips ”i had to get the most expensive room so they wouldn't kick us out for all the screaming you're going to do from your punishments.” Vinnie licks my lips and cheek ”Open your fucking mouth!” he says immediately my mouth drops and my tongue falls out past my teeth. Vinnie spits in my mouth I moan loudly ”Swallow” so I did ”Again”

he grunts squeezing my neck and one of my boobs, my mouth drops open Vinnie spits but it doesn't all go in my mouth I shoot my eyes open looking down at the spit on the floor disappointed. I start to lean down ”Don’t baby I'll give you more.” I look up at Vinnie and grab his waist, a slap is delivered to my face ”I said don't touch me do you want me to spit in your mouth or not!” I moan dropping to the floor on my knees mouth open ”YES!” I say rushing to taste him again.

”I-I’m sorry daddy I won't do it anymore.” I say with puppy eyes my mouth open waiting for him to give me a gift. Vinnie looks down at me with a disgusted look tears fall from my eyes as I look up at him mouth still open waiting patiently. ”You're a nasty slut!” he slaps me before forcing my mouth open spitting inside. I moan at the taste and at the pain on my face I swallow reluctantly wanting it to last forever I then lick my lips and hold my cheek ”we’re the only people on this floor so strip and crawl to the room. Stay on your knees where you belong, for now at least”

He Pushes me to he ground It didn't hurt because I was only on my knees I take my dress off and my dra I go to kick my heels off

”Don’t! keep them on.” Vinnie says leaning down picking up my clothes as the doors open I see a long hallway and all the way to the end is a double door I crawl out and wait for Vinnie ”Come here, Now.” I crawl as fast as I can ”sit” my eyes widen I'm not a fucking dog I think to myself all the sudden I feel something around my neck.

Vinnie had fastened his belt around my neck like a collar ”Crawl bitch!” I gasp as my hands hit the ground we slowly move towards the door Vinnie behind me. I feel pain on my ass once again I whip my head around to see Vinnie whip my ass with my own bra. I moan I'm gonna have bruises for months, he hits my ass every once in a while I moan every time. We get to the door and he opens it with his key card. ”I have to run to the store you can shower if you wish and watch tv but I expect you naked and ready when I get back” Vinnie starts to walk away ”oh and don't touch your self, I'll know if you did.” he turns to me and looks down into my eyes before walking out.

I hop in the shower and then I lay on the couch with a homemade ice pack I made, with supplies from the room and the mini ice machine in the room, pressed against my sore ass. It's been barely been an hour, but I already miss Vinnie. I can't wait for my punishment to be over so he will hold me and kiss me I don’t wanna fight, I wanna sleep. My head lefts up at the sound of the door being opened. ”Get on the bed it's time for your punishment.” Vinnie says as he comes in with a couple of different black bags I Eye them suspicious of what's inside.

”Don't worry about it and lay on your stomach.” Vinnie says in a slightly angry tone I rush on the bed and lay my head in a pillow I feel Vinnie slightly sit on my lower back making the bed dip. All of the sudden my hand is being tired to the headboard then the other he gets off me before doing the same to my legs. I'm spread like a starfish and I can't turn my head to see anything. ”scream and cry all you want I don’t care.” and with that, he gets off me not a second later I hear him fiddle with the bags and then silence then I hear... Buzzing?

My eyes widen as I realize what my punishment is ”NO DADDY PLEASE I-I IM SORRY NOT THAT PLEASE!” tears immediately pour down my face I pull at my restraints even though it's useless. ”Maybe you will listen first then run your loudmouth Brat.” I feel the head of the vibrator enter me and I moan immediately pleasure runs through me I hear another vibration and then out of nowhere, Vinnie pulls a smaller vibrator out and positioned right at my clit. I moan even louder I can feel my first orgasm approach. I feel a slap on my ass ”n-no more daddy please I will behave and l-listen.”

I sob as he delivers more smacks to my overly sore ass my orgasm ripping through me another already on its way. I hear Vinnie start to look in the bags again he pulls my hair back ”see this” Vinnie shows me a stick or so I think. He pulls on one of the ends and it comes off releasing a bunch of leather strings my eyes widen in fear he's gonna whip me with a real sex whip my second orgasm making me shakes and convulses almost pushing the vibrator out. Vinnie pushes it back in all the way before he starts whipping my ass with the whip my third orgasm approaching fast ”AAAH MAKE IT STOP VINNIE IT’S TOO MUCH TO FAST!” I yell tears running down my face

”what’s that? turn them on high! ok whatever you say.” Vinnie chuckled deeply ”Nooooooo” I moan as the vibrations make my third orgasm be forced out I scream nonsense orgasm after orgasm driving me crazy.

-two hours later-

I was sobbing and screaming as another orgasm ripped me apart it feels so good but it hurts to breathe at this point. ”CORN MUSTARD” I yell the safe word. Immediately the vibration stop and are pulled from my body Vinnie unties my hands and feet ”BABY ARE YOU OK” he softly turns me over on my back and I hiss in pain everything hurts ”NO FUCK YOU!” I yell not meaning a word of it ”oh baby I'm so sorry-” I push him away I'm not even mad at him I'm just in pain and still unsatisfied ashamed I still want his dick and his mouth on mine I feel a Slap ”WHY CAN’T YOU FUCKING LEARN??!? DO I HAVE TO HURT YOU WITH MY COCK AND WORDS TO MAKE YOU FUCKING LISTEN!” he slams his rock hard cock into me I didn't even know he was naked till now ”UGH I HATE YOU.” I yell

Vinnie stops and pulls out of me he slams back in making me moan ”FUCK YOU, THAT'S WHY YOU’RE A SLAVE FOR MY COCK, YOU FUCKING WHORE!” Vinnie yells as he slaps my face. Begin to moan uncontrollably it feels so good I can feel him in my belly his big ass cock ramming into my uterus. ”FUCK DADDY IM SORRY I SHOULD HAVE LISTENED TO YOU I DON’T HATE YOU I LOVE YOU S-SO MUCH DADDY! IM YOUR SLUTTY WHORE PLEASE PUT YOUR CUM IN ME AND FILL ME UP, DADDY” I was shaking around his cock his breath in my face I just wanted to taste him so bad ”p-please kiss me daddy.” Vinnie looks down at me ”WHY THE FUCK SHOULD I KISS YOU BITCH, YOU HAVE DONE NOTHING BUT BE A PAIN IN THE ASS TONIGHT!” I sob I just wanted to feel that he loves me I feel so stupid and useless right now. The sobs no longer from the pleasure but from my broken heart Vinnie slows down looking at my devastated face as real emotional tears and gasps left my body as I just laid there.

”b-baby?” Vinnie asks still pounding into me he stops still inside of me I look up at him and hiccup ”y-you don’t love me anymore because I said a-all those nasty things I d-didn’t mean it a-and you hate me now” I cry into the pillow Vinnie grabs my face wiping all of my tears and kissing me on the lips sweet and passionately taking my breath away.

”mmmmm” I moan into his kiss sliding my tongue in his mouth putting my hand in his hair and hugging his body close to me I was drooling at his taste kissing him harder and grinding against him. I feel Vinnie smile as he begins to fuck me again this time with passion and love not anger and resentment. We both are kissing sloppy and moaning into each others mouths as he pounds into me.

”FUUUUCK I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IM GONNA CUM” He moans as he cums deep inside of me causing me to release ”DADDY YESS THANK YOU IM SORRY.” I lay there as Vinnie pulls out my head snaps up ”Nononono I want it.” I open my mouth for his slightly stiff cum covered cock.

”fuck such a nasty girl...” he moans as he puts his cock down my throat choking me

”mmmmm baby I forgive you, you’re so perfect in every way.” he moans taking his soft cock out of my sucking mouth I start to whine but Vinnie pops his finger in my mouth keeping me busy still I pass out.

Vinnie’s POV

”My sweet girl.... No more alcohol for you but I do love you very much you have never been so bratty.” I kiss her lips and turn off the light's pulling my brat closer as I snuggle into her neck I couldn't ask for more.

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bonbonthedragon · 4 years

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Don’t go

(Bakugou x fem!pro!reader)

Opening

Warnings: language, fluff, very mild angst? Naw, possibly future smut and suggestive themes

Summery: y/n is a ua student originally from America with a strong quirk. Making a promis to go back when she graduated, a certain blond didn’t realize it would be this hard to give her up.

Quirk: elements- basically she’s the avatar- I know it’s lame but she’s strong with it and I live the idea

Enjoy! More coming in the future!

“Well, I believe that’s everything”

“Donttt goooooo” Mina whined “the squad can’t be breaking up this sooooooonnn”

You chuckled “I’ll still keep in touch, and I’ll visit when I can.” Giving a small smile, you dropped your luggage, holding out your arms “come here”

The pink skinned girl gladly fell into your arms, dramatic cries escaping her mouth as she held onto you for dear life “who am I going to rant to when I have a bad day???”

“Call me”

“But what about rant cookies”

That was true, when ever she was upset you would bake for her, anyone really “how about this. If your having a bad day, you go get your self a pastry from Munchies and then go home, get in your pjs and text me or call.”

“But time zonesssss”

Another good point “wake me up at 2 in the morning for all I care”

That seemed to lighten her up a bit, the girl pulling away and give you a swift kiss on the cheek “ok” she pouted “that’ll have to do” sighing, she pulled away, only for a new pair of arms to take you. Kiri lifted you up off the ground, a squeal emitting from your lips as your feet left the floor. Spun in a circle, you wrapped your arms around the large man, the boy have grown much during school and now 6,2 and very muscular. It was nearly impossible to completely get your hands around him, struggling to hold on a bit as he twirled and set you down.

“Ima miss you too big guy” you patted his back, giving him a light kiss on the cheek. The red gave you puppy eyes, knowing that look as you’ve knew him since elementary “it’s gonna be okay,” you hugged him “your literally my brother, I’m definitely not loosing you dude”

Kirishima had to bend down to hug you back “I don’t want you to go. But I know you want to go back home.” So he pulled away “go on, go before I cry”

You snorted, turning only for two more to grab ahold of you “pleaseeeeeeeeeeee” kamanari whined loudly as he slip to the ground “dontttt goooooo” sero chimed in “your the only one who actually knows how to cook and get me mealsssssss”

“Oi!”

“Oh yeah, you too Bakugou” kamanari joked, going back to you just to grab onto your shirt “pweeeeeessssssss!”

His arms wrapped around your leg and sero hugged at your side “you guysssss” you let out, going to ruffle both their hair “kami, come up here so I can give you a proper hug” he only stayed down.

“No. That’s just means you leaving moreeeeee”

You sighed, using the air around you to pull him up and take him in your arms along with the other boy “I’m sorry I’m leaving, but like I said, I’ll keep in contact.” You squeezed them tighter before letting go.

It was bakugous turn, or it should have been. He was mad, he knew you said you were gonna go back to America when you graduated, but he didn’t realized it would come this soon. Did you have to go? He hated that you were going to leave a mark on him. Hated he cared for you, developed feelings. But like hell he would admit it, you obviously didn’t feel the same and he didn’t need a relationship right now. No, because right now he needed to focus on getting to the number one spot before stupid deku.

Kirishima came out of the stall just before Bakugou was leaving “ya gotta either make a move or at least tell her good bye”

“Yeah man,” kami chipped in, leaning against the marble sink “you’ll regret it if you don’t. I don’t like that she’s going either, but I’ll be damed if I don’t at get a hug good bye”

“Fuck off”

Ever since the news of you leaving being dug back up, the blond had been in a fowl mood.

“Denki is right. You didn’t come to the good bye party and you’ve been avoiding her since she said she’d go back. You have to say something, or you’ll just regret it”

“Will you two just fuck off already?I’m fine, I don’t care that she’s leaving. Jeez “ he scoffed, stepping out of the airport bathroom and back to the others outside.

“Hey KitKat” you nudged him, pulling him out of his thoughts

He bared his teach at the nickname “I said to stop calling me that” don’t ever stop

“Sorry”

Don’t be

“Hug?”

“Tch” he turned away

Just say something damn it!

“Plane for Denver Colorado is now boarding” the intercom chimed

“Kat, come on. I’m about to leave” your tone came out jokingly, but he could see the hurt in your eyes.

Just hug her! Why’s this gotta be so hard!

“I don’t do hugs” he sneered before turned away “have fun in America and don’t you dare die” that was all he said before he left, walking down the hall before turning the corner

The group sighed “well, it was worth a shot” sero grumbled

Mina, trying to lighten the mood and not kill the ash-blond, ran to you and gave you one last squeez “go kick some bad guy ass”

“Yeah, better hear that your on the hero charts there with that quirk of yours sometime soon” Kiri winked

“I better at least get a virtual hug when you land” kami smiled

“y será mejor que me mandes bistec estilo americano”

“Awww sero” mina chuckled “what does that mean?”

“He told me I better send him American style steak “ you raised a brow

“You know Spanish?!” Sero exclaimed

“Got lessons in middle school” you winked

“So all those times I-“

“Whispered under your breath or scream something in a completely different language just to piss us off? Absolutely useless against me”

At that, his shoulders slumped “sigh” he said “I’ll miss you. Go get em”

With that, you fought the threatening tears, waving as you boarded. Here we go.

—

“Bakubro?” Kiri shouted

“Where could he have gone?”

Kami shrugged “ I just know he was at the corner”

“Baku- oh” the reds shoulder slumped at the sight “I found him...”

“Fuck off” the blond cursed as he wiped his red face

“Aw man” kirishima rubbed the back of his neck amd sighed “you really should have said bye”

“I said fuck off” he nearly shouted, some tears escaping his eyes. He rubbed his face on his sleeve and got up “just call a fucking taxi so I can get home and start packing for the apartment”

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chaoticpete · 4 years

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Among Us (1)

Avengers x reader c r a c k

Tony runs from storage straight to the cafeteria, Nat following close behind. He slams the button, summoning the other crew.

“Tony, why was this meeting called?” “NAT WAS CHASING ME!!” “I WAS NOT!” “YES! You chased me around storage!” “I was watching you because you’ve been sus this whole time! Not to mention really quiet when the last two bodies were found!” “She does have a point Mr. Stark...you have been a bit more quiet than usual.” “Kid!”

“Nat..what were you doing to follow him?” Steve asked. There were only four players left. Steve, Tony, Nat and Peter. They knew they got one out with Y/n who was caught killing Harley in a stack kill.

“I finished all my tasks, so I was on cams for a bit and I saw both Steve and Peter but not Tony. Also he was standing in the cafe for a while before moving to storage which I followed him too.”

“Hmm,” Steve thought, “what do you think queens?” “I’m sorry Mr. Stark but I have to go with Ms. Widow. You have been sus the past two rounds since we booted Y/n.” “I JUST DIDN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY! AND MY GAME IS BEING LAGGY!” “The Great Tony Stark having computer problems? Totally him. I’m voting Tony.” Nat says as she votes him, Peter and Steve following behind.

“GUYS! You’re all dead now it’s Nat!” Tony yells as his red character was ejected out.

“What the hell?! It wasn’t Stark?!” Nat yelled as the game appeared back in the cafeteria.

The game ends after Peter kills Steve and everyone turns their mics back on. “Y/n I can’t believe you killed me and your defense was that I had it coming?!” Harley yells into his mic still slightly surprised. “Well...you did! You kill me everytime you're an imposter! And you ate my muffin!” Harley is quiet after that.

“I can’t believe you guys believed Nat over me.” Tony grumbles. “I can’t believe none of us believed it was Peter.” Steve grumbled. “Yeah what was with that? I was his partner and even thought his lies were terrible!” “Blame Y/n for leaving me to fend for myself.” “I still stand by that he deserved it.” “I’m sorry Mr. Rogers and Mr. Loki for killing you guys.” “Oh no don't be sorry small midgardian, I’m surprised you managed to trick me as well. I thought it was the widow woman till you killed me.” “I can’t believe Y/n jumped out of a vent, killed me then jumped back in and no one cared when my body was found.” Clint grumbled. “Gotta admit that was some hard core gaming right there.”

“Where’s Thor? He’s been quiet the whole time.” “He’s hurt cause he keeps getting killed first ha.” “Guys stop killing Thor first.” Steve said, rolling his eyes. “Ugh fine.” “Fine.” “I guess.” “No promises.”

“So...new game?” Harley questioned. “Sure, this actually is kind of fun.” “We told you guysssss.” “Remember do your tasks and no killing Thor first.” Steve said before turning off his mic.

A smirk makes its way across Loki’s face when he sees that him and Nat are both imposters. “Thor where are you?”

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harrysballerinahouse · 3 years

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Peace

Sequel to ‘crumbling’ read it below!

The last year had truely flown by, you and Harry had been in each others pockets since New York you stayed with him in his suite at every subsequent location just because you wanted to be close one another all the time, everyone had been super supportive of the two of you finally becoming a couple you tried to keep in under wraps for a little while but eventually made it properly offical a few months in not being able to keep your hands off each other in public making it hard for the public to not know.

In the weeks leading up to Christmas and New Year Harry had been a little bit more closed off than usual you thought maybe it was just because of how busy the holidays were going to be for the two of you and considering it would be your first Christmas as a couple, Harry had really only FaceTimed with your family but he would finally be meeting them at Christmas, the first one without your grandfather, it was bringing up a lot of emotions for you already you thought maybe Harry was trying to respect that this was going to be a hard time for you and giving you space to navigate it your own way which was sweet. Little did you know he had more up his sleeve.

Since returning from tour you’d moved in with Harry and we’re still working incredibly close with each other commenting to work together everyday and working on several projects at once, at present you were working on a BBC special for Harry, it was laid back not too over the top Harry wanted it to feel homely, something that everyone could enjoy. You were currently stuck on how to have everyone around the room leaving enough room for cameras to capture everyone but in a way that didn’t effect sound or lighting.

You were sitting down taking everything in watching Harry when you had an idea, “H! I’ve got it!” You call out smiling ecstatic that you’d had a break through his head immediately shoots in your direction a smile on his face watching his beautiful partner walk towards him.

“Bare with me everyone but let’s try this, we need to form more of a circle so if we leave Harry where he is, Mitch let’s put you directly across from Harry, then Sarah let’s move you in between them, Adam across from Sarah and then everyone else kind of just slot in between those gaps” you say pointing around the room as everyone begins to move you help Sarah move her drums to where you wanted them before stepping back making some finer adjustments.

“Ok let’s give that a go” you smile up at your boyfriend who was smiling straight back at you admiring the woman before him making all this possible you go to walk away but Harry catches your arm pulling you back towards him his other hand capturing your waist holding you close he leans down kissing you softly the hand that was holding your wrist now cupping your cheek, this was met with a few childish calls from the band you couldn’t help but smile on Harry’s lips slowly pulling away you bite your lips softly looking into his beautiful green orbs “stay here?” He whispers softly hands tickling your back lightly “mmm, I think you’ve convinced me” you hum before taking a seat just behind Harry

“Everyone ready to start from the top?” You call out earning a smart remark for Adam “the question is do you guys need more time? There’s plenty of dressing rooms for you to quickly whip up a family” you cover your face with your paperwork feeling your cheeks turning bright red you peer over the top to see Harry glaring at him.

“C’mon Ads give them a break they’re adorable” Sarah chimes in “it was a compliment!” Adam whines “I promise, I know they’re adorable but imagine how much more adorable their babies would be” he retorts

“Guysssss please can we get this done, it’s not just us today remember” you plead as the camera crew are sitting around confused to what was happening. “Let’s run from the beginning and see where we end up feel free to stop at any point yeah?” Everyone nods before Sarah counts everyone in.

(….)

Today you were heading to your parents place with Harry for Christmas dinner and staying a few nights with your family. You look over at Harry as he pulls up out the front of your parents place he looked more nervous than you’d ever seen him before “H, it’s going to be ok, you charmed them a long time ago” you reassure him from the passenger seat his hand holding yours tightly, “but what if it’s different now it’s in person?“ he asks nervously you take his cheek in your hand “Harry, I promise everything is going to be ok” you say before leaning over kissing him softly a few times before slowly pulling away resting your head against his “I love you” you feel a small smirk growing on his lips “love you more” he responds before kissing you again.

Gathering your things plus a large tote full of gifts you make your way to your parents front door not bothering to knock just walking in to the house already full of cousins, aunts and uncles, your mums parents and your Dad’s now widowed mother sitting at the table cup of tea in hand adoring your cousins little baby who was only five days old. You drop your things at the stairs before heading to your grandma placing a kiss on the top of her head hugging her shoulders softly not wanting to disturb her, you’d made a lot more of an effort to check on her since your Pa passed but she seemed to be doing ok “Hi Ma” you smile leaning closer to her ear so she could hear you properly “I have someone who would like to meet you” you smile as you and Harry sit close to your grandma “this is Harry” she instantly beams “Harry? It’s so nice to finally meet you, Y/N’s parents talk about you all the time” she smiles chatting for a little before she becomes a little confused, you change the topic and get her back on track to your cousins baby.

“She can get off track pretty quickly the Parkinson’s is nasty to her” you sign explaining to Harry who simple takes your hand kissing your knuckles as if to say it’s ok you couldn’t help but feel relieved. Wandering through the house further yoy finally make it to the kitchen where your parents were surrounded by other family your mum and Nan busying themselves in the kitchen while your dad catches up with your brother and other cousins “Hi family!” You chime as you enter the kitchen your mum and dad get up walking over hugging you tightly and then greeting Harry who seemed a lot less anxious now you were inside. He greets everyone and chats for a little while.

“Should we do presents before dinner?” I chime in looking at your Dad “I can’t see why not….to the tree everyone!” He calls out through the house next thing the kids are running to go and sit by the tree parents following suit, Harry finds an arm chair in the corner sitting down pulling you into his lap wrapping his arms around your waist taking in your scent, you always smelt amazing to him, like home.

“Hey m’love” he whispers up to you causing you to turn looking down at him smiling he grabs your chin pecking your lips quickly causing you to giggle softly before leaning down placing a slow soft kiss on his lips causing him to pull you closer just wanting to be near you. Eventually he slowly pulls away pouting at you a little “I wish we could do that all day” he mumbles causing you to pout before placing a soft kiss to his head.

Everyone starts unwrapping presents your little cousins opening the gifts from you and Harry some of them coming over with a book she had been given “Aunty Y/N?” she says pulling on your tights you smile at her moving from Harry’s lap down on to the floor with her “yeah sweetheart” you smile “c-can uncle Hawwy read to me?” She asks quietly you couldn’t help but melt at her calling Harry Uncle Harry you look up at him and see him trying to hide the grin on his face. H loves kids always has and they always seem to take a liking to him too, maybe it’s the curls and the innocent smile.

“Of course sweetness, would you like some help to sit up with uncle Harry?” You ask and she nods softly holding her arms out, you pick her up placing her on Harry’s lap, she cuddles into him as he opens her book beginning to read to her. You couldn’t help but watch, eventually grabbing your phone wanting to capture the moment. After only getting through a few pages your little cousin had fallen asleep in Harrys arms. Her mum came over after a few minutes scooping her up taking her upstairs so Harry could have his now numb arm back.

Once presents we’re all finished everyone was just sitting around chatting you stand up kissing Harry’s cheek before heading to the kitchen to grab a drink you open the fridge and smile seeing your mum had bought you favourite white wine you grab it placing the bottle on the counter as you grab a wine glass from the cabinet. As your opening the bottle you feel two strong arms wrapping around your waist you didn’t even have to turn around to know it was Harry you lean into his hold as he leans down leaving some small kisses along your neck.

“Hey Angel” he whispers kissing your cheek “everything ok?” He asks you smile and turn in his grasp “everything’s perfect” you smile up at him wrapping your arms around his neck standing in your tip toes to kiss him softly he immediately pulls you closer kissing you back his hands wrapped around you but resting on your bum eventually when you slowly pull away he looks at you lust in his eyes not being able to stop his hands wandering your body “Did I mention how incredible you look in this dress?” He asks as his hands make their way under the skirt of the dress squeezing your bum you felt yourself blush under his touch before moving one hand around your thigh pressing on your heated core over your tights you gasp as he does so holding his arms spreading your legs a little without hesitation “H… careful” you warn not wanting to be caught by anyone he growls in response knowing you were loving this as much as he was.

“Come upstairs” you whisper in his ear feeling his grip tighten in your ass. You knew no one would note your absence considering how big your family is, Christmas in your house was always squishy with people everywhere and with everyone mostly staying downstairs you knew you’d get the privacy you so desperately wanted upstairs in your old room. You take Harrys hand from under your dress pulling him up to your room. You got halfway down the hall to your room when his lips attack yours, it was messy his tongue tangling with your and teeth clashing occasionally, making it to your room Harry picks you up causing you to wrap your legs around his wait as he closes the door behind the two of you making sure it was locked.

He throws you onto your bed making you giggle a little “H we need to be quick” you smile biting your bottom lip as he pulls his shirt off before smirking at you leaning down next to your ear “don’t worry baby, I’ll fuck you hard and fast” he whispers causing you to let out a moan feeling your panties and tights become soaking wet just with his words he attacks your lips again before moving down your body taking your dress off and throwing to the floor.

“Harry I need you inside me” you moan sending him wild your hands working on his belt and buckle on his pants, feeling his rock hard member through his pants he quickly pushes his pants off leaving his tattoo adorned body in front of you in his boxers his cross pendent dangling as he tried to take off your tights eventually not being able to untangle them fast enough he rips through them. You gasp as his sudden aggravated movement the cool air hitting your soaked panties “sorry baby” he whispers before getting on his knees kissing your thighs, he hooked finger around your panties pulling them down throwing them somewhere else in the room.

“All this just for me Angel” he groans looking at the sight before him you were about to respond when his open mouth meets with your clit causing you to arch your back moaning instead he reaches up grabbing your breast signalling that you needed to be quiet your hand finds his curls tugging and pulling on them before moving to his shoulders your almost certain you broke the skin but being quiet wasn’t your strong point it was taking a lot for you to not scream his name right there.

“H…” you whimper “I need you inside me please!” You plead with him, his tongue taking one more long swipe from your hole to your clit before he stand over you kissing you passionately “you like sneaking around dirty girl?“ he asks smirking on your lips you look up at him with your needy eyes and nod “I fucking love it baby” you moan as he pushes his boxers to the ground kicking them to the side before pulling you down the bed so your hips where almost lined up with Harry’s member perfectly “tell me where you want me Angel” he groans in your eye driving you insane.

“I want you inside me Harry, I want you to fuck me hard, play with me daddy” you moan a small smirk on your lips it wasn’t unusual for you to call Harry Daddy, you knew it drove him insane and found it so hot when the words leave your lips you hardly get a second to think as Harry plunges himself right into you causing your back to arch and moan out his name louder than intended.

Neither of you last very long at all, Harry fucked you good and proper being quiet was so hard especially when he turned you over to do you doggy style playing with your clit with his spare hand.

“H-Harry, ohh I’m gunna cum” you call out feeling and overwhelming pressure in the pit of your stomach Harrys fingers working magic on you definitely helping you along quicker.

“Cum on my cock baby girl, show Daddy what you can do” he growls “Fuck!” He groans you knew he was close to after only a few more pumps your toes curl and back arches as you quiver under Harrys touch your body jerking softly as you finish on him, only a few seconds later do his thrusts become out of sync and sloppy before you feel him twitch inside you and groan holding you close to him knowing he was done too. The pair of you stay like that for a while as you feel Harry begin to soften inside you he slowly pulls out before wrapping you a blanket wrapping you up before grabbing a damp wash cloth cleaning you up as you come down from your high.

“That was fuckin amazing m’love” He smirks kissing your thighs moving his way up to your face where you were still puffing and panting he places a kiss to your lips, “alright?” He asks you just nod “I’m perfect” you smile smuggly in his direction “just need a minute” you giggle a little Harry let’s you collect yourself a moment as he gets dressed “I’m sorry about your tights love” he says picking them up off the ground you giggle “it’s ok H it was worth ripping them off” you smile he leans down kissing you softly “I love you so much” he mumbles on your lips. “I love you H” you respond hand cupping his cheek.

You gather yourselves getting dressed fixing your hair so it wasn’t obvious you’d just fucked in your childhood bedroom. Heading back downstairs you return to the kitchen finally pouring yourself and Harry a glass of wine, your mum was in the kitchen making sure everything for dinner was perfect. “Would you like us to set the table mum?” You ask heading towards the cutlery she had on the counter top “Yes please, thank you dear” she says you grab the handful of cutlery and begin placing them around the table Harry following behind you with wine glasses, you set the kids up at one end of the table with Christmas coloured plates and cutlery and cups with reindeers and snowmen adorning the exterior. Once everything was set Harry wraps his arms around your waist kissing your cheek softly, you had always loved how sweet and adoring he got after sex he always made sure you felt safe and loved.

(….)

New Year’s Eve came around in a blur you’d both been invited to a New Years party it had been a while since you had been out for New Years the last few years you spent them working on productions for Harry, this year was different, you had the man of your dreams and you couldn’t have been happier.

Harry had become even more distant the last few weeks you figured he was stressed about some upcoming deals and contract but you didn’t want to pry figuring he would talk to you if he felt he needed to. As you were deep in thought getting dressed two strong arms wrap around you and a curly head rested in the crook of your neck peppering your skin with little kisses brining a smile to your lips “hey handsome” you hum wrapping your arms around Harry’s you feel him smile on your skin. You loved these moments so much just the two of you cuddled together.

“Hi love” he responds swaying you a little “almost ready?” He asks beginning to leave small kisses again you nod before tuning towards him “yeah babe…” you pause for a moment “you ok?” You ask softly brushing his curls back from his face causing him to smile “yeah Angel, just don’t want to share you with a crowd tonight” he smirks softly “I’m just being selfish” he sighs but causing you to smile “I wouldn’t dare leave your side H, I don’t like sharing you either” you wink at him and he chuckles a little leaning in kissing you softly “I love you” he whispers on your lips giving you goosebumps “I love you H” you respond.

You get ready to leave you order an Uber so neither of you have to worry about driving it arrives you call out to Harry “babe the Ubers here!” You call out grabbing your coat “I’ll be there in a minute gorgeous I just need to grab my phone” you hear his footsteps upstairs you stand at the door waiting for Harry little did you know he was carrying a secret with him tonight, his phone was already in his pocket he was headed to the walk in robe to grab a little black velvet box hiding it in his pants pocket before racing downstairs grabbing his coat pecking your lips before taking your hand to get into the Uber.

When you arrived at the party there was already quite a few people here you mingle for a little while but stay close to Harry as you felt a little comfortable wandering off on your own there were plenty of upper class celebrities like Harry here the closer it got to midnight the more drawn back he got eventually he leans down to your ear “I’ve got a surprise for you” he whispers over the music you smile up at him giving him a questioning look he chuckles softly at your look and takes your hand taking you to get your coat he helps you pull it onto your shoulders before walking outside

“H, where are we going?” You giggle as he keeps walking down the street “it’s a surprise!” He smiles looking back at you stopping briefly pulling you close kissing you softly but with so much desire it was breathtaking “it’s not much further I promise” he mumbles on your lips before moving his hands down to squeeze your bum softly making you giggle.

After walking for another few minutes you came to a walking bridge that had been strung with little lights and overlooked the Thames so you would be able to watch the fireworks at midnight “Harry what did you do?” You smile as he takes both your hands “this is so beautiful” you giggle looking around he kisses your head not being able to hold back his smile “I wanted us to see in the New Year just the two of us” you couldn’t help but pull him down to kiss him “Haz that’s so sweet, I love this so much, you are so amazing” he chuckles nervously pecking your lips a few times before checking the time “one minute to go” he smiles and spins so that his arms are wrapped around you so you can watch the fireworks together.

Not far from where you are you can hear people counting down you hear them yell just before the fire works started you smile widely watching them for a moment before turning to Harry wrapping your arms around his neck “I love you so much Harry” you say softly before placing a passionate kiss on his lips you feel like smile against you with one hand on your waist.

His other hand was reaching into his pocket grabbing the tiny jewellery box he slowly pulls away pecking your lips a few time he looks into your eyes so much love in his own before smirking softly getting down on one knee looking up at you smiling “oh my god” you whimper you hand covering you open mouth “Y/N it took us way to long to find one another and then actually end up together, but as soon as I laid eyes on you I knew I wasn’t going to get you to, you’re everything I’ve ever wanted, you keep me grounded and make me so incredibly happy I want our life to keep growing and for our family to grow one day too so Y/N will you marry me?” Harry asks you can see the nervous look in his eyes but that could have also been blurred by the tears in your own. Without even having to think about it you nod smiling widely “yes” you whisper “yes…yes of course I’ll marry you Harry” You smile widely Harry’s face breaks into the biggest grin you’ve even seen plastered on his cheeks he stands up hugging you tightly before picking you up spinning you before slowly putting you down placing small kisses on your lips as he reaches to take the ring from the box he takes your left hand sliding the ring onto your finger.

“Oh my god” you whisper admiring it “H it’s beautiful, you’re so sly” you giggle before throwing yourself into his arms once again “I just wanted to make you mine forever” he mumbles into your neck “Baby, I’m going to be yours forever no matter what, I love you so so much Harry this is so perfect” you smile up at him admiring his beautiful green orbs that weee glowing in the night light the last of the fireworks illuminating the grin on his face.

“Should he take this party home Mrs. Styles?” Harry asks gripping your waist under your coat you giggle and smile up at him,

“Mrs. Styles has a very nice ring to it doesn’t it” you smirk up at you’re fiancé who just leans down attaching his lips to yours kissing you passionately before you pull away for a moment “but yes, I like the idea of taking this party home” you hum before kissing him again.

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