#love.hate

[nedsseveredhead]

Woagh.... Creature

[puppyoclock]

multigender people ily you deserve better than the shit you get from other genderqueer people

[thepinkmermaidprincess]

Luke’s been so busy lately so he decided to organize a little date with his girl : a painting date so you guys can paint each other and he have an excuse to look at you all night…🧸🎀🩰💗 🎨

(alternative universe where luke never betrayed anyone because i just want to see my beautiful baby happy)

"Angel,stop moving so much",Luke said with a soft smile.

You giggled,you were so in love with your boyfriend.After confessing for what Kronos tried to make him do,Luke been trying so hard to make amends.Not only with Percy but with everyone in camp.You thought they often forgot that Luke is a kid too…he just wanted to be loved but he ended making the right decision at the end.You know that he’s been so stressed lately and the way he still tried to make you feel loved,warmed your heart. Painting was also a way for both of you to express your feeling and let any negative emotions go.That’s also how you guys met…

It was your first day at camp,you were sixteen and your entire world just changed by learning that you were an aphrodite’s child.Everyone keep talking to you and you felt overwhelmed.You decided to go paint at the beautiful beach beside the camp.At one point,the tears started flowing out of your eyes,so bad you couldn’t even see what you were painting anymore.Luke saw you and decide to sit beside you in pure silence.Just silently comfort you and that’s exactly what you needed.Since then,you guys have been inseparable ♡

Tonight,he set a little table in one the garden of the camp,with your painting station and some appetizers with a bottle of red wine.

"I’m so excited to see if you got the exact shade of my eyes",you said smiling," and you better have find the perfect pink shade for my necklace.".Your signature necklace was a sparkly pink L necklace that Luke had given you for your one year anniversary.

"Angel,you doubt me too much.",he responded.You know he didn’t really though so but even then,you never wanted him to ever thought that you were doubting him.Never.

"Luke,look at me please.",you waited till his eyes were locked on you before talking," I love you.So much.Please never ever think that i am doubting you.In any ways.I’m so proud of yo.So deeply proud of you and your beautiful heart."

He then smiled the most beautiful smile you’ve ever seen.

"Y/n,i know.I was joking but now i think i should joke more often if you declare your love like that everytime.But careful my ego is going to get worse and we’ll both know you would hate that…."

You kicked his feet under the table,a smile on your face.

"Angel,your love is freeing me.I’ve never felt as loved as i am when i’m with you.Trust me i would never doubt your love for me like i know you would never doubt my love from you.You’re pleasing me baby,in every way…",he winked.

˚₊‧꒰ა 🎀໒꒱ ‧₊˚

Some time later,you both showed each other your art.

The way that he painted you make you feel beautiful,he paint every little freckle,marks and smile line in such precision,it made you feel crazy in love.He got the exact shade of your eyes (he even got the stupid look of adoration and love you wear every time you looked at him)and the exact pink shade of your necklace.At the bottom of his painting,he wrote : " My beautiful (dirty) angel,love forever,L".

You spend the rest of the time eating pasta while watching an old 60s romance movie and then you showed him you’re love for him in more deep way than painting…..

hope u loved it ♡ English is not my first language so i apologize for any mistakes <3

The way i presented this fic is heavily inspired by @princessbrunette please check her blog <3 it’s amazing

[elliss-stuff]

Alex was so worried to leave Henry, and so in love.He wants to kiss him so much, he wants to hold him.

[noroi1000]

Feeling Warm

Gojo (in toxic relationship) x maid reader

Words: 8k

Warnings: Angst with happy ending, his girlfriend abuse y/n. NSFW

Gojo's toxic girl name is Chloe. I don't mean to offend anyone with this.

Summary: You've been working for Gojo as a maid for two years now. His girlfriend recently showed up. But it was obvious how she used him.However, she did not accept that he broke up with her.He was looking for someone nice and sweet. On your example.You can't buy love, but you can buy fake love.He wanted someone to love him. So could you at least pretend and give him that fake love?

You couldn't do that.

You looked at the girl who clearly showed dislike for you.

You looked at your employer with whom you have been living for two years. He looked at you too.

You felt your wet coat soaking your apron that you were wearing.

Actually, it was your job to do household chores for your employers.

Cleaning, cooking, washing clothes. It's something you do.

Actually, Gojo-san is paying you what he shouldn't be paying. Because maid services are not that expensive. And he pays you more than he should.

Perhaps because he wanted you to be at his house all day when he was at home.

You don't know why he wanted it.

Once every two days when he was gone, you would come and clean his whole house.

And also on the day he was coming, you were there too, cooking him food and giving him a bath.

Sometimes he would ask you to give him a little massage when he was really tired.

He paid you that much, so you didn't say no to him.

Besides, you're not surprised that he asks if you can stay with him since he lives alone in such a big house.

It's like he's paying you extra for your company.

You could even do it without his money. After all, you've known him for two years.

But it's not like you don't need the money...

You get so much out of your monthly salary... You could buy yourself a new house, or even go to work by car instead of taking the bus or train.

But you help your family financially. You have younger siblings and you do not come from a rich family.

You want to support your parents, so you send them some money. Every month.

You leave as much as you need.

One day Gojo asked you how you are at home. Or should he pay you more because he noticed that the maid's salary is small. You told him that he pays you more than he should anyway. Because it was true.

He earns so much... He's so rich. Maybe that's why he thinks you don't make enough money.

He offered you more for an hourly rate, but you refused. You can't take money to sit in his house. It wouldn't be fair. And you're not that kind of person.

If you were doing more, or had much more work, you would have accepted a raise from him. However, you didn't do that much. He already gave you one raise because you got new responsibilities when he trusted you more.

You had the keys to his house. Besides, it took a while for him to let you come into his house when he wasn't there.

You knew he wasn't trusting easily. It wasn't bad.

Besides, you couldn't rob him... He was too nice a man for you.

You washed his clothes, you arranged it, you cleaned every corner of his house. You cooked him whatever he wanted.

You also took care of the garden on his estate.

You did everything right.

You took a job as his maid because you were looking for a job. And you were out of luck. Nothing was possible in your area. And sometimes you missed it because someone else was ahead of you.

In your family, your aunt works as a housewife for rich people.

At her suggestion, you wanted to do the same. If you knew how to cook and also did housework well, why not.

You put an ad in the paper because you didn't know anywhere else.

And a week later you got a call from your current employer.

He reportedly saw your ad in the newspaper while his friend was reading it. He needed someone to take care of his house because he is often busy. So he thought to talk to you.

You were very shy at your first interview. Because your employer was to be a young and very handsome man. He smiled at you, and even paid for your coffee when you met at the coffee shop.

You thought because of how nervous she was, he wouldn't give you the job. However, at the end of your meeting, he said that if you want, he will gladly hire you.

You wore different clothes at his house, and your apron was always there.

You were so tense when you finished something and you were afraid he wouldn't like it.

But he never complained.

You had the hardest time with his clothes and baths.

Because he asked you for all this.

You had problems in the beginning. You were afraid to ruin his very expensive clothes. You were ashamed to arrange his underwear...

You were even more ashamed when he asked you to wash his back while he was taking a bath in the bathtub.

He didn't seem ashamed or anything.

And when he saw your red face, he smiled.

His eyes were magical...

You don't know why, but it was.

The longer you were there, the better you got.

Even though you still blushed when he went shirtless or only in a towel, asking if you could give him a massage because his back hurts.

And your little hands on his muscular back were always something else.

You've been watching massage tutorials online. So you managed to make him relax.

You knew he was a stranger to you, but you couldn't do anything when you saw the lipstick stains on his shirt.

He was just your employer. a free man. You were not for yourself. you were nobody. You were just someone who cleaned and cooked for him.

He had his life. He was a young man. Of course he had needs. And since you haven't heard of him having a girlfriend, he must have met his needs somehow.

Your employer was a young playboy...

Someone whose charm made you feel something.

He was nice to you. He was handsome. He had a sense of humor. Besides, you, like no one else, got to know his childish behavior. And also that he is sometimes spoiled and doesn't care what other people feel. It was probably something others didn't see in him.

However, the real Gojo Satoru was someone who had goofy, irritating behavior. Who laughed at danger and people. Who immediately said what he thought. He was painfully honest.

So you understand why he didn't have a girlfriend or wife. Because it was better to leave the house, pick up some willing girl and then come home.

He once told you that all the women he knows closely say they would never want to be with him. They don't like his behavior.

He told you that as a joke.

And you answered him kindly.

„You're not that bad. If that's your character, you should look for someone who will accept you for who you are. I don't think you're as bad as others make you out to be."

He thanked you for the advice.

And then you noticed that he started looking for a girlfriend.

It was a year later when you met him.

You found out you fell in love with him...

Really...

Your employer was someone who was your type...

At first you thought he was serious and thoughtful. Someone mentally very adult who spends a lot of time at work.

And you got an adult child. Hell of a handsome and rich teacher (?) who is addicted to sweets and eats a lot, and acts childish despite his sometimes scary aura when he's serious.

You don't know if he's just a teacher or someone else as well. But you also don't know why his wardrobe has blindfolds and sunglasses that are so black you can't see anything.

You just don't know much about him.

And you guess you'll never know...

You're just his maid.

And he has a different taste in women...

He wouldn't want a girl whose job is to look after someone else's house.

Plus, you definitely look different than his girlfriend he has now.

Well, Chloe showed up four months ago. Their relationship was different than it is now. Well, Gojo hasn't changed. She has changed.

He, following your advice, was himself.

You couldn't have your crush, so you wanted to help him. You're too shy to tell him that. So you wanted to let go.

Ever since he first met her in the city until he finally brought her home.

And they've been a couple ever since.

He seemed pleased.

But she often told him to stop doing things.

When he asked you if you could bake him a cake, she forbade you, telling him that he can't because if he eats that much he'll get fat and she doesn't want to show up at the beach with a fat boy.

She didn't like some of his behavior. And you knew he was him then. the real him.

She often got annoyed when he played with her.

Until he, too, began to get annoyed with the way she behaved.

Completely different from the beginning.

At first she was nice and even sweet.

Now she was a real bitch.

She practically did not smile at him, sometimes she would come to his house to sit with him for a while.

He understood that she was working.

But at some point he found out that she quit her job.

She even wanted to move in with him, but he said it would be better for her to stay at her house because he is often away.

She didn't like it.

They were still a couple, but their relationship was strained.

They ignored each other. They quarreled often. And it ended up that when he started to get off balance, she ran away in fear, only to come back the next day.

For her there was a rule: sex fixes everything.

And yet she couldn't give him much.

Often her phone rang while they were fucking. She never said who was calling her, but she pushed him away and took the phone to his dressing room to talk.

And those moments that should have been a pleasure for them passed.

It's not like he was hurt. He didn't care. But he also had his needs.

And he complained later, even saying it to you while you were cooking.

Sometimes also when she had finished, she wouldn't let him come because she felt tired.

You often witnessed their quarrels.

They weren't that close after all.

He thought he finally found a nice girl.

However, that was not the case.

He hoped to find love, but he failed.

There was no love between them.

But he sometimes thought it was his fault.

You noticed that he really cares about others.

He was worried that he had done something wrong.

But she just wasn't accepted the way he is.

He also saw his account statements. Well, he let her use his credit card once or twice. And then she was just pulling it out of his wallet.

You witnessed it too.

She was probably transferring money from his account to hers. Because there was no way he would give her access to his account.

She forbade him to behave as he naturally behaved.

So over time, he noticed that she was bragging about him in front of her friends. And that she has new, fashionable and expensive clothes.

For "stolen" money from him.

Throughout the month this is going on, he's been trying to be calm.

Because he thought maybe he could do something to fix what he broke.

You were afraid to speak up, but at some point you got over it and told him it wasn't his fault.

Because it wasn't.

He didn't want it to turn out to be because of him. He really liked Chloe. But that was in the beginning.

She was sweet, kind and caring. Completely different from what she is now.

She didn't like you from the beginning. Perhaps because you were closer to your employer.

But she didn't even want to remember your name from the beginning.

She thought he should have a better maid because you often make mistakes.

But he didn't listen to her.

You didn't answer and apologized. You didn't want to be the cause of their quarrel.

She who hates you. And he who always stands by your side.

Would it be the same now?

"I've told you many times to call before you come here. You can't just walk into my house without asking, you know?"

"I didn't come in here. Your maid opened the door for me. At least she was useful for something after all..." She snarled throwing her wet coat at you. "Hang it up on the hanger, but gently. It's new. I don't want anything to break. Or better yet, dry it while you're here. I guess that's your job."

You caught the coat correctly, which helped your apron.

"Why are you looking at me? I don't pay to stand and do nothing." she said waving her hand at you.

"Sorry..." you grunted and walked away, walking towards the laundry room at home.

"You don't pay her. I do it." he said as you disappeared down the hall.

"But she's our cleaner."

"She's not a cleaner."

"So what is she doing? I believe she's here to clean your loo and wash your pants."

"She's supposed to be here. Unlike you." He growled, crossing his arms over his chest.

She put her purse on the kitchen table.

"Baby, what are you talking about?"

"Don't talk to me like that."

"What's going on? Something happened?" She looked at him questioningly.

"Don't pretend to be worried."

"But I–"

"Just shut up and get out of my house."

"This is our home." She interjected.

"You don't live here and you won't live here."

"Don't you love me? Satoru, we're a couple–."

"So maybe it's time to end it, don't you think?"

"Wha–" she moaned.

You've heard everything that's going on there.

"You're a total bitch who thinks she can take advantage of me and I won't know it. You think you can play with me? Don't make me laugh!"

She walked over to him and placed her hand on his cheek.

He moved away.

He only knew one thing.

That he shouldn't hit her.

Because then she'll make him an even worse monster than she is.

"Get out of my house and don't come back. These are my last words." He growled pointing to the front door.

"Satoru, I think you had a bad day at work. I'll come another time, okay?"

"No! Get the fuck out of my house and don't come back! I'm sick of how much you interfere in my life. Doesn't suit you? get the fuck out. You will not use me for your image. And I won't be with a bitch like you. Also, how's your next boyfriend?"

"You have a fever?"

"Just leave."

she snorted.

"Fine... I'll see you when you're feeling better..." She turned around and started adjusting her high heels. "Servant! My coat!"

Recently, Gojo asked you for one thing...

Don't listen to this person...

"What a bitch! How can you have a maid like that?! She doesn't even come when I call her! I don't want you to have a maid like that! It's not worth anything! How can you still pay her?!"

Her words hurt you.

This happened every time they argued.

She must have said something bad about you. She always put you down.

Is it because you're a maid?

After all, Gojo doesn't treat you like she does...

You really wonder how much longer this poor man will have to deal with her.

He frowned as he walked towards the door behind which you were standing.

"(y/n)." he called softly before entering.

He looked sadly at the fact that you were standing with your coat in your hands in front of the clothes dryer. One hand rubbed your eyes.

I'm sure you must have been sad to see her push you around so much.

"(y/n), give it to me." he said walking closer to you.

He gripped the clothes roughly, crumpling it.

"Sorry, I didn't have time to dry it." you said quickly.

"It's okay." He said smiling slightly at you.

He put his hand on your head.

"I'm going to get rid of that bitch. Don't worry."

You only left the laundry room after you heard the front door slam.

He sighed resignedly.

Even with curses he didn't have the same problem as with her...

What a life with this woman...

If she knew what he did every day, she would run away from him as soon as possible.

If she knew about all the "creatures" he had killed.

After all, his job is to kill curses and ghosts. And also curse users. And some curses can have feelings.

Besides, even something trying to kill him has more feelings than she does.

"Toxic bitch..." he spat out.

He really didn't want her to come here anymore. She just ruins the rest of his day.

Besides, their relationship was destroyed about three weeks ago.

And she still thinks they're fine.

And he constantly comes or invites him somewhere. Even if she's not welcome here.

He honestly told her that he was breaking up with her.

And she came back the next day, trying to convince him that nothing had happened.

He was just a boy with money and good looks to her. Nothing else mattered to her.

And he wasn't as spoiled as she was.

He has heard many times how her friends envy her such a handsome boy. So tall.

And that he has so much money.

He was walking benefits to her.

And he noticed it the moment she showed her true nature.

Sweet and innocent at first.

Then a toxic whore trying to make him crazy.

Plus, she was also taking it out on you. Punishing you for doing your job perfectly.

You were supposed to work for him, not her.

you work for him. Not for her.

So you don't have to listen to her. Especially now that she's nothing to him.

You stood behind him, staring at the back of his head.

His shoulders slumped as he sighed heavily.

He turned to look at you.

"I don't know how many more times I have to tell her we're not together." He laughed and took a few steps closer to you. "I hate fake people."

You looked at him questioningly.

He placed his hands on your shoulders.

"It's good that I can count on you. You're not fake."

You looked at him with brighter eyes.

He was so observant of people.

He even recognized fake love.

While he tries to take care of her and she wants to use him.

"I hope you don't take what she says personally."

"... It's fine... I know she wants to make my life miserable..." you replied with a very small smile.

It was sad that you always have to listen to them argue. And also some screams will always go at you.

"You were right," he suddenly said with his trademark smile. "I should look for someone who will accept me. Even though this sentence at the very beginning seemed so sad to me, now I see that it is sooo true~."

He didn't know if he should keep looking or stop. After all, he could live as he had before. Without someone like that.

And you...

You accept it, don't you?

Scratching the back of his neck slightly, he looked at you out of the corner of his eye.

You looked at him with a slight blush.

He met you two years ago, and he never once saw you change.

You are still the same.

You don't want money because you reject raises.

You live your life according to your morals.

Not like Chloe.

You're not like her.

You are sweet and caring. Nice and soft. You are always there to help him or to do something. You are doing what you are supposed to do.

Bypassing what you would have to do for you.

Being in his house, you live work.

And he knew your house was in a small block and also that you lived alone.

This job for him is your way of earning a living because you only work for him.

He could pay you even more. For being with him and helping him stay mentally healthy.

Because if you hadn't been there when they were arguing, he would have done something other than scream.

But having you there stops him.

And he doesn't regret what he chose.

He knew that keeping you working for Him no longer would be a bad choice.

It was the perfect choice.

For a man like him. For someone who is considered an anomaly and a monster among sorcerers. Someone who cannot be killed. Someone you can't get rid of.

Someone who cannot be deceived and taken advantage of. Because he is smarter and stronger.

No ideals. However, he needed something to distract him from his work.

Since death, which he sees almost every day.

Especially as a special grade sorcerer.

You didn't know he was a sorcerer, and you didn't need to know.

You might think he's kinky because he has blindfolds.

But even the fact that you sometimes thought he was a weirdo was something that felt good to him.

He needed peace. The warmth of the house. A soft feeling. He needed support and love.

Something to distract him from the constant killing.

Something nice.

Seeing your face has become a daily routine for him.

And when you're gone, he worries.

You care for him. You give him what he needs.

Nice feeling.

In return, he pays you to work in his house.

Even though you give him that feeling of your own free will.

"Dinner time is approaching. Would you like something special to eat?" You asked suddenly, pulling him out of his thoughts.

It was weird when he was standing in front of you staring at your face with his hand on the back of your neck. And he never took his eyes off you once.

You weren't even sure if he blinked.

It was a moment of longer seconds.

But he's never looked at you like that.

It was a look he didn't look at Chloe. As if he was thinking hard about something.

He won't fire you, will he?

You tried to break the atmosphere by asking him about dinner.

You cook for him often, so you know his culinary tastes.

He will eat practically anything.

But you don't serve him alcohol because he doesn't like it.

Even though he always has a few bottles of sweet wine in the pantry, he never drinks it.

This is where it lies if guests come to visit him.

And his guests are most often his students, who are minors.

So they drink tea, coffee, water or juice.

The wine will probably stay there for a long time.

The only thing he'll take with the alcohol is cake. But there is one condition - it cannot be felt strongly. Because according to Him, the bitter, pungent taste spoils the sweetness.

So it's simple. You bake him cakes that have nothing to do with alcohol. Same with other food.

You are not a professional cook, but by using recipes from the Internet you manage to cook something.

Let him tell you anything now...

Just to distract you from the way he looks at you.

You feel guilty about his arguments with his girlfriend.

No. She is his ex-girlfriend.

He broke up with her over the phone because she kept running away from the subject.

But she still thinks they are together.

He does not want to. So he shows it straight to her.

Oh god... You really don't want you to be the reason they broke up.

What finally happens is that he takes your side and they argue...

Always been like that.

Every time she insulted you, he took your side.

You must repay him somehow.

"...Will you make an onigiri for me?" He asked suddenly.

Now you don't know if he was thinking about this or something else...

"Of course. Would you like something right inside?" you asked, adjusting your apron.

"... I'm relying on you." He said with a smile, winking at you.

Then he adjusted his glasses on his nose.

You only know one thing about these glasses...

That he has really sensitive eyesight and apparently his eyes hurt when they are not covered.

you understand it. Someone has sensitive hearing, smell. He has a sensitive eye.

And those glasses suit him too.

"I'll take a bath and come. oh! Could you make a little more and pack for me for work tomorrow?"

"Yes." you answered.

"I have one student who loves onigiri. I'd like to give them some too." He said with a smile.

How can someone as caring as him not find someone good?

"You have a wet apron on." He said as his smile faded slightly. He pointed to the white fabric on your body.

"Oh, that's nothing. I'm going to cook anyway." You waved your hand slightly. "Prepare a bath for you, Gojo-san?"

"I'll take a quick shower and be back." He said as he started to walk away.

This man deserves more than he gets from life...

He has no family, many of his friends are gone...

Others, despite being his friends, are also sometimes annoyed.

Why does a nice man like him only get so much?

He's rich, but you don't think he cares about his wealth.

He is content with the simplest things. Homemade food, little things. Even if he likes some expensive clothes.

The people he dated always had something of the artifice.

The women he dated.

He didn't have much emotion to show...

And he didn't want to open up to anyone.

Then why does his mood change so much when he talks to you?

                            "I'm stupid." He laughed from sitting on the floor of the large shower, a smile on his lips as his eyes were closed.

Feeling the warm water run through his hair and over his skin.

"To you, I'm probably a goddamn playboy who fucks everything I like..."

Even though he said it out loud with a smile and a soft chuckle, there was a little pain in his voice.

Because it was true.

He didn't trust people. He didn't get into relationships. He simply provided an outlet for his needs.

But he also needs trust...

Someone will trust him, but he will not completely trust anyone.

You spend your days at his house and you're not a lying person. You only lie about what's wrong with you.

It's up to you to work for him.

He trusted you.

You will probably never share his feelings because you know him. You know what kind of man he is. You know what he really is. And he's probably not your ideal man.

Money is important in life...

People pay to receive affection...

So maybe he could also pay you to give him some affection?

He wanted home warmth, security and love.

Pleasant moments. Not only sexual pleasure. He wanted pleasant moments spent with a smile on his face.

Maybe if he paid you more and asked for even a fake relationship, maybe you'd agree?

He's happy to come home from work when he knows you're there, waiting for him with lunch.

With the relaxing sight of your smile.

It's easy to say you're friends.

But he would like you to be at his house all the time. When he wanted a feeling of warmth.

He was able to provide you with everything you need.

Everyone would ever give in to money... He wanted you to do it too, and maybe you'd accept money from him to pretend you love him...

There's also a chance you won't agree.

His cunning made his shower last even longer.

He didn't know there was a scene he should know about.

"Chloe-san? I didn't think you'd come back—" You said as the girl pushed the door open to go inside.

Her boots and coat were dripping with water and mud from the rain outside.

"Shut up. Where is Satoru?" She cut you off and gave you the coat again to hang it up.

"Takes a bath." you answered normally.

"No difference. What are you doing for dinner?" She replied indifferently, taking a seat at the table and pulling out her phone.

"Gojo-san asked for onigiri."

"That's disgusting... I want a fresh Parisian roll." she growled.

"Gojo-san wants an onigiri." You replied directly.

"Tch... I really don't understand why he keeps you here if you can't follow simple instructions! He's probably paying you to be his fuckhole. I can't believe he fell so low...

Does she really think you're here as a prostitute?

"I'm doing what Gojo-san asked me to do. Since he asked me to cook it, I'll do it."

"Fine! Make me some jasmine tea!"

You sighed and turned on the electric kettle, poured dried jasmine into the jug, then poured boiling water over it to make it brew.

You poured the tea into the cup you handed her.

She immediately took it into her mouth, suddenly spitting it out at you.

"You're stupid?! It's too hot!" She said standing up.

She put her fingers to her lips.

"It's tea-"

"Shut up! You can't even do that right! Who sane gives hot tea to drink!"

You gave her freshly brewed tea... I wonder why it was hot.

Maybe because you brewed it freshly.

It's not your fault she wanted to drink it right away.

Neither the Gojo nor you drink anything warm immediately after brewing, and you wait until it cools down.

And if she wants the tea to be at the right temperature right away, she demands the impossible.

"I don't want it. Take it!"

She took the plate with the cup in her hand, and instead of giving it to you gently, she handed it to you quickly and let go, causing the tea to spill over your hands.

Reflexively, to avoid more burns, you dropped it through your sore fingers, and the drink spilled onto your apron and your sleeves. Caused a brief sting, but the clothes protected your skin. Luckily it wasn't boiling water, it was hot water.

It wasn't that hot because it had cooled down a bit in the jug. But that doesn't change the fact that your hands are burning.

The cup fell to the floor shattering.

You held your red hands, and you knew she was about to scream.

But before she could, you heard a voice.

"What's going on here?"

"Satoru! Your maid gave me too hot tea! And she even dropped a cup!" She shouted pointing at you.

"It's normal for the tea to be hot at first. And I also know that what you say is not entirely true. Besides, you weren't supposed to come back here." He said, adjusting the towel around his neck.

He looked at you and your little tears in your eyes. The skin after the burn hurts.

He walked over to you and looked at your wet sleeves and apron.

He gently grabbed your reddened hands, and placing his hand on your back, he gently pulled you towards the kitchen which was right next to you, as she sat at the island kitchen table, and he turned on the cool water, gently sliding your hands under the stream.

He stood next to you, holding your smaller hands on top of his, and watched the pain in your face slowly disappear. Just like redness on the skin.

It's lucky that tea didn't hurt you enough to cause severe burns.

"She's so clumsy. You should cut her salary for that."

"I should throw you out of here now."

"What?"

"You weren't supposed to come back here."

"I came to tell you that we're not going to my cousin's party in two. I ordered us matching outfits. The package will arrive here tomorrow. When you have it, let me know." She said standing next to the chair. "Don't deal with her. The floor is dirty. Let her clean it up."

"Nobody's going to listen to you." He told her and turned off the water. "Besides, we broke up two weeks ago."

"I don't accept breaking up over the phone. It's like it doesn't exist." She looked at her nails.

He chuckled, drying your hands.

"Except for the past two weeks, I've been telling you the same thing every time we see each other. I'm not your boyfriend and I regret that I ever was."

"You can't break up with me."

"I can't. Because I already did."

"Without me you have nothing. My friends are important people."

"your friends are. And you are nobody. Do you seriously think I have nothing? Look around." He chuckled sarcastically.

A Gojo saying such things while laughing is ghastly.

"I don't want to see you in my house any longer. I don't want to see your fake face one more time. We understand each other?"

"You're so–!" She started to speak but he interrupted her.

"There's a lot you don't know about me. Get out of here before you find out something you shouldn't know."

His aura was intimidating.

Even you felt a chill hit when he said that.

Some strange energy hit you.

you shivered.

"You know what... Fuck this bitch as long as you want! I do not care! There are so many other better men than you in the world!"

"You finally understood that we're not a couple! Congratulations!" He put his hand over his eyes, laughing like a madman.

Then, seeing his behavior, she left.

He was glad he would never see her again.

"Gojo-san..." you said and looked at him.

His hand was still holding yours.

He looked at you with warm eyes and his crazy smile changed to a gentle one.

"Call me Satoru. Like I told you before."

"I'm just your maid. I-"

"You're closer to me than that fucking bitch was. And you talk to me like we're strangers."

"Sorry..."

"You have nothing to apologize for." he said laying his head on yours. Gently and comfortingly hugging you.

"Dinner will be delayed. And I broke a cup."

"I know it's her fault. Don't worry."

"But-."

He interrupted you.

"Go to my dressing room and get some clean clothes, okay?"

"I'll be home soon anyway. I'll cook you dinner and be back–."

"Nope..." he said firmly.

"I should take care of you, so let me take care of you. Why don't you stay here today?"

"I'm not sure..."

"I'll pay extra for night work."

"I have nothing to do. Unless you want me to do something else. Besides, I don't want any more money. You're paying me too much for a few hours a day anyway."

"Is that important?" he asked.

You thought he was ignoring you, but he was clearly listening to what you were saying.

You take your job seriously and honestly...

Your deal was different than what he wanted to do now.

"So stay as my guest. Take clothes from my wardrobe and feel at home. Because this is your second home, isn't it?"

You nodded.

After all, he was right.

You'll wash his clothes later and everything will be as before.

You went to his room.

He meanwhile grabbed a broom and picked up the broken glass from the floor.

When you came back, you were wearing his gray T-shirt that he wore when he was at home.

Your apron was dirty and you had to start cooking. So you took a T-shirt that you know isn't new.

What would happen if you ruined his expensive T-shirt?

He watched you go to the kitchen.

He saw you weren't wearing new pants.

You told him your pants weren't dirty.

His phone rang and he told you right away it was from his job.

You started making the onigiri the way he wanted.

You had some more work ahead of you because he wanted to take some for the students.

That's why you prepared more rice and other ingredients.

He didn't come back to the kitchen after someone called, and you're guessing he's still talking. Someone calls him often.

But you did your job anyway.

You prepared everything as it was supposed to be, packing the excess into boxes.

You left some for him and waited for him to come back.

According to what you had, you ate with him. So you took two onigiri while eating this.

He still hasn't come back.

It was getting late...

You started washing the dishes you used to prepare the food.

As you were rinsing your plate, very suddenly you felt and saw his hands wrap around your waist.

A common thing when he wanted to tease you or scare you.

He appeared in front of you without a sound.

"How are your hands?" he asked as he watched you wipe the plate and set it aside.

"I'm fine. It's not hurt." you replied while continuing your work.

He was a man of no barriers and often invaded your private space when you became friends.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." You smiled. It's nice that he cares about you. "The onigiri for you for dinner are in the fridge. I didn't know when you were coming to eat."

"And you?"

"I already ate. I wanted to wait for you, but you didn't come. So substantial. I made about 20 extra."

"Thanks."

He was kind of quiet now... It was a different behavior than usual.

He didn't show you his face.

"Is everything OK?" you asked suddenly.

"Hmm?"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah..."

You felt something was wrong.

He wasn't sad about what happened. For those three weeks they often quarreled when she suddenly came when he didn't want to see her.

Now it was different.

Maybe he was sorry that she hurt you?

So yes, hot tea on the skin is definitely painful. But not that much.

It was quiet, and he suddenly reached for the faucet, turning off the water as you rinsed the next plate.

You turned your head to the side, looking at the side of his face.

He wasn't smiling. Which only showed that he didn't do it for fun.

"I was looking for someone sweet and nice because I'm used to the way you treat me." He said suddenly.

"Huh?" You groaned as you felt the heat on your cheeks and in your chest.

"I forgot that I don't need to look for someone like this. Because I can have a person close to me who is a perfect match for these characteristics. You are sweet and kind. And it's because of you that I want to feel it. I want to know that there is someone like that with me. Sweet and nice. Why should I look when the perfect person is already next to me?

"I–" you blushed.

"I'll pay you. Double salary. Triple. I'll pay you whatever you want."

You widened your eyes. You didn't know what to say at all.

"I'll give you what you want. For you to be with me as you are now, but in a relationship."

Love can't be bought...

He knew about it.

But he also knew he could pay you to be with him. As it has been for two years.

He paid you because that's how you worked.

It won't be a real relationship, but he'll know then that he's coming back to the warmth of home. To someone who will be waiting for him there.

Even if you don't fall in love with him that way.

Love cannot be bought.

But you can buy fake love.

You may not love him, but he wants you to at least pretend to love him.

That you at least treat him as if you were in love with him.

So he could live the lie he arranged to find what he was looking for.

Since there is no one who can love him for who he is, he can at least make someone pretend to love him.

It was hard for him to say it before, but he fell in love with you.

But he can't force you to love him.

That's why he wanted the person he loved to at least pretend to love him. It would be better than living in a relationship that would never work out.

"... Satoru, I..."

"I'll pay you to be with me..."

Everyone needs money.

You too.

But you don't want to accept that kind of money from him...

Not like this...

You heard the desperation in his voice.

You could never accept such an offer...

Not so...

You don't want to make money off of him by giving him a fake relationship...

You don't want to give him a fake relationship for making him pay you a lot...

You can't do this to him...

He is someone who was close to you... But you didn't want it that way.

"...I can't...I can't like this..."

His grip on your waist lessened.

"I'm sorry..." he said. "I'm sorry I even suggested it... I could have guessed you'd say no... You're not the kind of person who would do anything for money..."

He suddenly turned you to him, and you saw his sad face.

Tears welled up in your eyes just seeing him.

But he suddenly grabbed you and picked you up, placing you on the kitchen counter next to the sink.

"At least let me be with you as much as I want. For this one moment..."

Before you could react, his lips were pressed against yours.

He expected you to push him away. That you hit him.

But you stay still.

Without moving.

You let him kiss you.

And as he pulled away, he saw tears welling up in your eyes.

"Oh no... I'm sorry... It was so sudden... Please don't cry, I don't want you to cry. It's my fault... I didn't mean to impose anything on you." He said quickly and started wiping away your peacefully flowing tears.

With his hands on your cheeks, he thought he was the worst person...

He shouldn't have done that...

"Forget I did that... that I said that..."

"...No..." You placed your hands over his, with a soft whisper. "I won't forget what you did..."

"I..." he began, but didn't say anything until his next words came out. So a long while later. "I don't know what love is... I never knew. But I'd like to tell you that I love you... Because that's probably what I feel for you..."

Her eyes widened at what he said. He tightened his fingers on his hands and your lips turned into a slight smile.

But still a crying smile.

"(y/n)..."

"I never expected to hear those words from you..."

"I know I suck... I know my character is fucking not what you to like... But don't let me live in suspense. Just honestly tell me that you don't want me around."

He was used to not having anyone close to him.

He probably also experienced it when someone told him that they did not love him.

He's already suffered a loss. So he's probably going to be heartbroken now too.

"Just tell me and I'll try to make everything back to how it used to be..." He rested his forehead against yours.

"Why can't you just shut up..." You cried.

You grabbed his neck holding him and put your mouth on his.

He opened your mouth with his, feeling the sign that you let him.

And he connected your lips more demandingly than gently.

He pulled away, keeping his tongue slightly sticking out, watching your tongues connect with a thin string of saliva.

You lowered your head, hiding your red face.

"To means..." he said.

You had your hands on his shoulders.

"...Don't ask me if I'll be with you for money no more! If I can do it for free...!"

His eyes lit up when he heard that.

And then he moved closer to you, hugging you.

A strange weight fell from his chest.

And let you cry your tears on his shoulder.

You didn't know when, but you found yourself in his bedroom.

And he was there to lie down gently on the bed.

And pin you to the mattress with my hands next to your head. Still keeping your thighs on his hips like when you were sitting on the kitchen counter.

He opened your mouth with his thumb, using his tongue to play with yours.

His other hand reached for your stomach, pulling the hem of his shirt up against your body.

"Can I?"

It was the first time he could say he had sex.

Before, he was just fucking.

Today it was different.

The way he gently held your body as his hips hit yours as he stood behind you.

Your hands on the bed so you don't fall.

Your hand sometimes grabs the hand that held your waist before he wrapped his forearm around you.

He then held you upright, letting your hand rest on his hand on your waist and the other placed on his hip as he continued to move his hips like that.

Quickly but gently.

Making you crumble beneath him as his tip digs into your cervix.

You've never seen him naked in such an exposed way.

You never touched him the way you touch him now.

You've never felt the way his big cock straightens your insides, carving his shape into you.

You're supposed to wrap it perfectly, because you'll be doing it more often.

In your house. So here.

You leaned forward, resting your forehead against the bed. You looked down and saw moisture running down your thighs. The combination of your juices with his saliva when he made you orgasm for the first time.

He was experienced. You noticed it. But he didn't get tired of the soft way you moaned and shivered under him. Letting him use your body.

He wanted you to do that for him endlessly.

You never knew your employer had such a big dick.

You couldn't even think about the fact that he had other women in bed before you.

But none of them were with him like you are.

That day you were fired from your job.

At your own request.

Because you wouldn't be able to take money from him since what you're doing is for both of you.

Just like what you're doing now.

Your Clit was swollen as he reached out to rub you.

Adding a little more to the moans.

His bangs were combed to one side as his hair was sticky with sweat.

He didn't want to end it quickly.

He wanted to enjoy your first time together as long as he could.

So he took his time.

He was firm in pounding your hips, but he wasn't doing it to please him.

He always wanted to please him, and by the way the partner he had then.

And now, he wanted to give you pleasure. So he pushed with his hips to hit those points that make you moan the loudest.

He pressed his hips against you to see how well you held him and tightened inside.

To move his cock inside you again later.

To also pull it out and then put it back inside you, watching your pussy expand as much to take it in.

But you took it so well.

Every part of your body was perfectly made to fit his body.

Any mark on your skin, any blemish, it didn't matter. Because your whole body suited him.

Something that doesn't lie. It's not fake. It's not artificial...

It is not possible to buy with money.

Especially when you fell on the bed with your ass up while his cock was still embedded in you. You fell as he momentarily let go of you to shove his length into you as he slid out.

Teasing your sensitive points and clitoris, you clenched on him as you received an orgasm that took the strength from your legs. And he didn't catch you before you lay on the bed, just sticking your ass out to him. Because you felt the constant pleasure coming from his thick length inside you.

He wanted more.

He wanted to know you were his.

Right now and you will.

Pulling his cock slowly out of your thirsty hole, he gently lifted you up, positioning your body on your back, head below the pillows.

He placed your hips on his thighs, slapping the tip against your sensitive clit several times.

Before he pushed himself into you, reaching a new low. Your calves on his biceps as he pushed at a fast pace.

You looked at him with hazy eyes. Sensitive.

But you didn't tell him to stop.

You didn't want him to stop. Not when it's so good...

He kissed you almost all the time. His thrusts became sloppy.

His hands around you as he thrusts into you like there's no end to it.

As he made low grunts into your mouth, and low moans.

Filling your mouth with it the same way it filled your pussy.

He felt warm. Inside and outside.

He didn't want to give away the wonderful feeling of warmth you gave him and you are giving him even more now.

[trashformha]

Since this episode will inevitably stir up bad todofam discourse and I'm a clown who hopes to convince ppl to look at Touya's situation more critically let's look into it, shall we?

First off: Endeavor married Rei for her quirk not out of love.He had children with her because he wanted a successor and not children. This in itself already established that Endeavor is not going to be a good dad.

I mean sure in the first few years he wasn't abusive and things seemed alright. Rei was ok with the situation, Fuyumi was happy and Touya seemed really excited to train with his father but then Touya's quirk started hurting him.

Of course the most reasonable approach here was stop training him. This was not the problem. The problem was that Endeavor neglected him.

There is a reason we are shown this specific scene. Endeavor has a day off and instead of spending it with his family he is heading out. He didn't need to train with him but he could have at least tried to convinced him to do smth else together.

The reason Touya liked training was because he could spend time with his father, so the moment Enji stopped training him he also stopped spending time with his son.

So even if Touya's quirk wasn't harming him think about it: Touya might have surpassed his father but could he really surpass All Might? What would happen if he didn't manage to surpass him? Would Endeavor just start avoiding him? Would he really deal with the situation in a healthy/good way? How would Touya feel about his inability to surpass All Might after his father spend his whole life intoxicating Touya into this role? At the end of the day Enji would have doomed this family one way or another.

Back to the topic at hand. Touya could not be trained. As a result Endeavor had Natsuo and Shoto. This is an even WORSE slap to the face towards Touya. Because Touya might be a child but he is not stupid. His father stops spending time with him and now he has 2 new siblings? Even though their father doesn't bother to spend his free time with the 2 children he already has? Touya KNOWS he's being repalced. And for a child that's still so young and developing this gotta leave psychological scars. What Enji did was cruel towards Touya and it's why he ends up lashing out at Shoto.

Another problem was that Endeavor's attempts at stopping Touya from hurting himself were half-assed. He did not want to face the problem.

Every instance of him talking to touya is him saying to stop because he's hurting himself and to find smth else. He never bothered to sit down and talk through this issue with Touya because then he'd have to admit to himself how awful his behavior has been so far. How he spend years avoiding Touya and didn't spend a single second of his time with Natsuo and Fuyumi either. Natsuo literally describes Endeavor as a stranger despite having lived with the man in a house his whole life.

Eventually everything escalated when Touya makes one last plea to his father to watch him at Sekoto Peak and the later never arrived.

Endeavor was probably never physically violent to Touya in the way he was to Rei and Shoto but that doesn't change the fact that his treatment of Touya was cruel and that he had never been a good father towards him in any way.Touya wasn't born unhinged and evil and his accident at Sekoto Peak is a direct result of Endeavor's actions.

[manjiroismine]

Can you make a yandere Mikey like a normal one but reader is dating someone already it’s fine if you can’t do it

No problem sweetheart of course I can do it ❤️

Manjiro at first didn’t understand this weird feeling bubbling in his chest.Every-time he conversed with you or when he would see you.But he hated you being by anyone else.Your to pretty to fragile only his to protect.So when he told his most trusted friend his feelings.He got his answer it was love.He loved you now he deemed you as his wifey.He wanted to rush but his Ken-chin said that you need to court.But you told him you were taken.He took it has a challenge to win you over.He playfully smirked. “Then we will see who will keep you in the end.” It was like a game at first until your quote on quote boyfriend told him off.Saying your making them uncomfortable and to stop.He hated how you clung to that weakling you call your boyfriend.

And so he said he want to fight to see who will win you over.He found it cute how you pleaded for that weakling.Not to do it how it would hurt him.But he said he will be fine because he’s a boxer why do you have a simpleton as a boyfriend he questioned.As he dashed forward Mikey dodged playing with him.Until he got bored he roundhouse kicked him.Knocking him out cold he walked towards your trembling body.”Your officially my wifey o’kay” He stated with a cheeky smile.You screamed at him confusing him.You ran pass him and to your now ex.Your his girlfriend he won fair and square why are you running to that weakling.

Why are you crying over that weakling.All he did was knock him out.He was puzzled tilting his head slightly.He walked towards you and squatted next to you.”Wifey what’s wrong?” He asked he wasn’t the best at comforting but he could listen.His eyes widen when you tried to push him.He chuckled your really weak and your hands was soft.Your so cute he thought but enough sulking over nothing.He stood up and asked what was wrong.When you stood up and tried to push him back and started spewing nonsense it was starting to get annoying.”YOU HURT MY BOYFRIEND!” You screamed but Mikey was tired of your pestering.And kissed you pulling you closely.You started sobbing harder.Happy tears maybe he pondered but he was certainly mused by you.

But when he parted and y’all regained your breath.You started screaming bloody murder.Bringing attention it’s not like he couldn’t easily beat someone if they interfered.He didn’t want the cops to get called over you having a temper tantrum over seemly nothing.He knocked you out and brought you home.He was even more confused when you were cuddling with him he forcefully cuddled with you and started screaming he wouldn’t stop cuddling you.He covered your mouth to not wake up his sister.You act so confusing to him but surely you get used to it.For now he will tolerate this weird behavior.

[nepxnth3]

Admiring the view from afar.

Short ONESHOT.

Wally stared at you through home’s window, he opened the window and felt the breeze of the wind. He admired you, when he saw you his eyes closed halfway. He smiled at the sight of you. His heart fluttered.

You didn’t noticed him staring at you through home’s window. He watched you slowly dance and giggle with Julie and Sally in the warm bright sun. You, Julie and Sally were listening to old music, it was wonderful. the way you smiled, the way you laughed, the way you dressed. My Goodness, you made his heart skip a beat. To him you were the definition of beauty. He couldn’t look away from you. He basically had his eyes glued to you. He chuckled to himself, seeing you dance. He wishes he could be there to dance with you. Oh how his large black pupils focused on you. As if there was nothing else in the world . He loved the way your hair blew in the wind.

His body stiffened when he saw you look his way, he immediately hid behind the wall away from the window, hoping you didn’t see him. The thought of you knowing he was watching you made his face have a soft pink shade. His heart was racing, he clenched his chest. He slowly turned to the window again to check if you were watching. When he saw you didn’t notice he took a deep breathe before returning to watching you. Wally had butterflies in his stomach, he had never felt this nervous. He was so cocky and had high confidence but seeing you, He’d get weak in the knees. He didn’t want you to what you were doing to him. So, he watched at a safe distance. He watched you play and have fun with Julie and Sally.

The sunlight looked perfect on you, it made your skin shine and it made you skin looked cozy, warm. You had him wrapped around your finger. He loved you in a way he didn’t love his neighbors. He loved your personality.

You were constantly in his mind, everything made him think of you, the flowers, the bright blue sky, the sun in the morning, how bright it was, the moon, everything remind him of you. Maybe it might have been stupid, but to him it was important. This was innocent love.He wanted to things couples did with you, he wanted to dance with you he wanted to sing with you, to draw with you, to hold you as if you were his own. He wanted to do all the lovey dovey things couples did together with you.

Wally was so confident yet.. Wally could never get the courage to talk to you. He was so scared what you would say or reaction and he didn’t want to take the chances. So, he can only admire and fantasize about everything he could do.

All he can do is wish you were his.

Author’s note: I had the urge to make it sad at the end because I had no idea what to do for the ending 😭

[johnlockrdj]

During both movies, we can see all feelings Holmes went through after Watson's engagement and marriage:

1)He was very jealous in the first movie and he tried everything to convince Watson to stay with him(he informed him that Mary was engaged before, then hired a gypsie to convince him that he shouldn't marry)

2)Gradually he accepted Watson's marriage in the end of the first movie, because he knew that they will marry

3)During the second movie he fully accepted John's marriage but he was totally sad. It was obvious that he unwillingly had to accept it. Holmes was trying to convince himself that he is happy that John has found his love.He felt himself responsible to arrange the stag-party and the wedding as a friend, but he couldn't be happy because he loved him very much. It was clear in the beggining of GoS that Holmes was trying to suppress his love and pretend to be happy. But his feelings were so great that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he left the wedding early.

4)But when Moriarty threatened Watson's life, Holmes knew that he had to intrude their honeymoon. And he used it as a great reason to try and convince Watson to stay with him again. But he also did it to protect Watson(because he knew that Moriarty will try to hurt him again). And at that moment, Holmes felt that his love for Watson arouse again. Also he wanted Watson to be with him because he already knew that he will probably die, so he wanted to spend his last month with Watson(and it was like a honeymoon to Holmes, as he said himself)On that month Holmes didn't suppress his love for Watson. But he also had to stop the war,so he kinda mixed love and work. And in the ball in Reichenbach he was almost 100% sure that he will have to die to keep Watson safe, so he wanted to have his last memory of his only love. And that was the reason he danced with Watson(if Holmes just wanted to discuss the plan secretly, he could have just walked through the ballroom with Watson and showed the man and it would be much more unnoticed) Some people can say, that he had done the same with Simza, but I disagree. Holmes danced with Simza because it was easier and more unnoticable to observe the room Also he almost wasn't looking at Simza, while in the dance with Watson he looked at him more frequently and even if they were talking seriously, Holmes' eyes were looking at Watson lovingly. And also he even complimented Watson for his dance("Who taught you how to dance?"), which meant that he payed attention to their dance and was enjoying it. After the dance, Holmes was trying very hard to not give away his real plan of sacrificing himself(he was literally trembling when he was talking to Watson) And then he left his love and went to meet Moriarty and carry out his plan. And there comes my favorite and also the saddest moment in GoS: Holmes was about to throw himself to the cliff with Moriarty, when Watson came right at that moment. I cry every time I remember that scene! The look on Holmes' eyes... He was shocked a little, because he didn't want Watson to see that. But then there were love , care and sadness in his eyes as he closed them, so that the last thing he sees is his only true love, the person whom he loves more than himself- his dearest Watson...

I have never been so emotional in my whole life until I watched Ritchie's Sherlock Holmes. This movie is the best movie ever made!

(By the way, I just noticed that I wrote a lot. So sorry for the length)

[siremasterlawrence]

The Haunted Cabin

Part 1

Stephen walks in to the main hall of a crack inducing creeping of a strange haunted of an old cabin out in the woods that he found to take a break.

 The cabin swings cold with a freezing sheer shivering through that is at an all time high and a touch would send me up to his room for the impact 

The light switch flips up as the lighting up the room with a flood of yellow soaring in to the room and everywhere covering up  his face. 

He places on hand on the rail and the other on the wall as I trace mu stepping up on to the top of the staircase and he is in love.He enters the bedroom of the cabin with a sudden urge.

The door slams shut as without a mention of a second thought his clothes rip off of his body stripping off of him and they fall to the ground.

He stood half naked with the exception of his underpants embracing the moon light shining on him and he so sexy because I had to have him.

Staring in the mirror a spirit of point glows up in an orb shape floating in front of him as he is spinning around of his body and it is only getting brighter.

The spirit floats upward in to the sky both of eyes are flowing through the sky spinning it and he is causing him to have a migraine as things get worse.

The room grows dimmer with a shade of a deep sea of darkness blanketing on the roof of the ceiling and a carpet of power flushes in to the room.

He is stopping standing till because he is truly unable to move as all his focus is left staring upward at it and a little at a time something is off.

The orb sucks up draining him of his ghostly  essence balls of spiritual energy shooting out in to the sky and everything goes hay wire.

Stephen’s eyes close with the scene his bod collapses to the ground, head spinning and body is aching so sharply intense with utter pain.

He began to shake when all goes dark a force field overtakes his body and his body floats in to the air right under the magical ball.

The energy bounces off them like a force field zooming in the lights go off on like a ray of light and burning so bright with every inch of it.

The ball of other worldly magic zips down in of him hitting the sweet spot and like a dead puppet came to life standing tall mindlessly and obedient.

“Mmmmm! God! This stench of his body my scent is perfection. This booty is so full, so tight with massive muscles.” I say walking to lay on his bed.

“I am going to enjoy this flesh for as long as I want but for tonight let’s plan the rest of his life.” He smirks a bit inside not able to admit he likes this feeling.

“Fuck yeah!” I add.

Part 2

Rolling off of his bed rising to his feet as he is walking away from the room and opening his bedroom door in to the hallway as I exit his space.

The door to Robbie’s space creeks loudly in to the room bouncing off of the walls side to side and hit his ears as he woke up from a heavy slumber.

He sighs turning to face me as his eyes roll up in to the air and his scent rises in to the air when he places his hand behind his arms  showcasing his armpits.

“Hey cousin! What’s going on here?”

“Not much cousins”

“How about I join you?”

“Wait! Bro we are cousins “

“So what? You are hot”

“Um….you are acting strange “

“I am feeling like myself “

“Spread those legs”

“Uuuugggghhhhh! STOP!”

“Fuck off! Why should I?”

“I love you “

“Hell no! Ugh!”

“Will you let me fuck you?”

“No….yes”

“Yyyeeessss”

Part 3

“Great he got to you too “

“Yes bros”

“My body is so sweaty “

“All three of my bodies “

“Stephen is burly hot”

“Robbie is pocket build hot “

“Colton burning up “

“Mmmmm”

“Everyone lick each others arm pits”

“mmmmm”

“Oh Master”

“We are your possession “

“mere items”

“puppets “

“wield us”

“let’s us be”

“your shield and buckler”

“FUCK”

The end

[missyaess]

Requests are open.I tried to tag everyone who requested.Love you all sm <3

@jasmixs @lookingforlia @cinnamonroll4ever @liaaa-1 @just-some-random-simp-lol @chrissyfishywissy @lynvspi

Maybe Meant To Be - Fake Dating pt.3

pt.1 pt.2 pt.4

Katsuki Bakugo x Jealous Reader x Izuku Midoriya

After school was over,you invited Izuku over to your room to talk about the day.As you were expecting him you tidied up your room a bit.You heard a knock on your door and went over to open it.

-Hey Izuk-Oh!Bakugo,what are you doing here?

You couldn’t hide the shock as it spread on your face.What was he doing here?He seemed angrier than usual.

-What,ya expecting someone else?

-Yes actually,Izuku.

He scowled and averted his gaze from yours for a second before locking his eyes onto yours.It was so intense you thought you were being interrogated.

-What is the deal with that,huh?You never told me you liked stupid Deku.

You gulped.You couldn’t let him know you were actually into him,not Izuku.

-I…didn’t want you to judge me….?

You sounded so unsure you wanted to punch yourself in the face.Maybe you would after he left.

-Well,too late.I’m already judging ya idiot.

He seemed down,and for a minute you felt really upset.Maybe you should’ve just told him your feelings.Then again,assuming he was down because of you and Izuku might be a little presumptuous.

-I’m sorry I didn’t tell you…We’re closer than that.

He snickered,put his hands in his pockets.

-Yeah,I thought so too.Apparently not.

Your heart broke at this.You didn’t want to push him away or to make him think you weren’t close,because before everything else he was one of your best friends.

-Deku’s coming over I guess?

-Yes,he is.

-So,maybe I should leave.

You didn’t know what to say to that.You needed to talk to Izuku about how today went but you also couldn’t bring yourself to say “Yes,please leave” to Bakugo when you wanted him to stay.Luckily,Bakugo answered for you.

-No,actually,Imma stay.Let’s all hang out together.We are old friends after all.

Wait,what?You were shocked.Why did Bakugo want to spend time with Izuku?He hated him more than some villains.

-A-are you sure?

He smirked but his smile didn’t reach his eyes.

-Yeah of course.My two friends,dating now.We gotta celebrate,don’t we?

Izuku came from behind him and he also had the same surprised expression as you.

-Did I hear that right,does Kacchan want to celebrate…us?!

Bakugo looked at Izuku and his expression darkened.

-Tch,do I need your permission Deku?

-O-Of course not!

-Great.Well then,why don’t you two tell me how you got together?

Bakugo said as he put his hand on Izuku’s back and pushed him inside your dorm room,closing the door from behind him,leaving a very shocked Izuku and you inside.

-So,you guys mind if I call a couple more people?

-A-actually we had things to talk about but-

-Uhm,yea we wanted to be alone-

-Great!I’ll call everyone then.Let them know there’s a party.

You and Izuku both looked at each other as Bakugo called people from his phone.Did he not want to leave you two alone?Izuku smiled at you knowingly and you blushed.Unfortunately Bakugo saw this and thought you two were acting like people who were in love.He had a scowl on his face and his eyes darted from your face to Izuku’s.

-What,you cant go two seconds without smiling at each other?Get over here Deku!

He pulled Deku to the side and sat down with him on your bed.As they were bickering,mostly Bakugo yelling at Deku,you still couldn’t believe what was happening.After a few minutes another knock was heard.

You opened the door to,well…Everyone.Even Mineta was here and he was never invited.But most importantly,at the front was Uraraka.

-Hey Y/N!

She didn’t wait for your reply as she went inside to say hi to Izuku.

-Hi I guess?

-Girl,what have you gotten yourself into?

Mina came from behind her and hugged you as she said hello.You said hello to the others as well and after everyone was inside,they were sat as a circle on the floor.Mina had a glint in her eyes and that was never a good sign.

-Should we play a game?

-Like what?

She smirked at your response and said;

-Truth or dare!

[simpforchuchu]

Hello! I saw you’re requests for High and Low were open and got super excited. Can I get Yasushi confessing/asking out the one he likes? Thank you! 😊

How would Yasushi confess? | Hcs

a/n: Hii! I guess this is my first time for writimg for Yasushi. So i tried my best 🤗 I hope you like it :')♥️

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: none

• We all know that this little devil is a ticking time bomb ready to explode at any moment.

•  I suspect it's just adrenaline running through his veins...

•  I think Yasushi has no interest in falling in love.He sees it as a waste of time or unnecessary thing.

•  I don't think there are any specific criteria.I can't say he wants someone very beautiful or someone very sweet.

•  'Cause I don't think he knows what kind of person he likes

•  I believe that if he likes someone, he will fall in love at first sight.Someone who's going to throw him off balance comes in through the door and boom...

•  He himself will not understand how he felt in the beginning.But he will definitely feel the mood swings

•  I think he would be less aggressive, though still very energetic.

• He just feels more nervous now.

• He is not insecure, but rather self-confident.  But when he sees you, he will definitely feel different and be afraid of making mistakes.

• He's not the type to stutter or freeze while talking, and you might not even realize he's nervous. But he's definitely very nervous.

•  I don't think he's the type to hide his feelings for long. That's why when he's sure about his feelings, he just wants to do it and finish it quickly.

• He definitely thinks he will be rejected...

• He won't even try to meet at a cafe or the park. The first time he sees you, he'll stop you and think about what he want to say...

•  He will definitely not be able to say exactly what he wants to say and will get angry with himself.

•  Finally, he couldn't stand it and said, "I... you... I LIKE YOU." 

• he'll scream and make you stay frozen

• When you can't answer because you're confused, he'll think it's a no and apologize and want to go.

• If you like him you should stop him and tell him how you feel. But even if you don't feel the same way, it is okay. He is someone who will quietly shut it down

•  Although he is known as the little devil, I think he will be a very soft person for the person he falls in love with.

[starythewriter]

KINKMAS DAY 22 chris evans X you

WATTPAD

TW: 18 plus only.

“Are you sure it’s safe to do this?” She eyed the old, rundown building dubiously. “The whole building seems to be falling apart.”“It will keep us safe from those things you mentioned last night.” His voice was soft and deep with just a hint of warning laced in the words. He didn’t want her to know he was scared, that he could see the fear in her eyes.She nodded, taking a step towards him as if to comfort him. It wouldn’t do any good.

“I need to see what is happening inside.” She said quietly, trying not to frighten him.He looked at her questioningly for a moment before shaking his head slightly. He wasn’t going to let her see inside. That was just asking for trouble. “No.” He said firmly. “We can get into a better location without being seen.”His mind raced as he wondered what else she would try to convince him of.

Was there another way to save themselves? A secret passageway perhaps or something similar?“Fine.” She conceded finally. “Just please stay close to me.” She pleaded. “That won’t cause us to run into more dangers, right?”“Of course not.” He told her reassuringly. “Now come on.” He grabbed her hand and pulled her forward as they headed down the alleyway towards the main street.She felt her heart beat faster as their fingers interlocked.She wanted to stop, she really did. Her hand was clammy and cold. But somehow, she was drawn to the danger that seemed to radiate out of that building. It wasn’t a bad feeling, but something about it unsettled her.

The streets were empty and quiet. There wasn’t a soul around them. He paused when they reached the end of the alleyway.“This is where we part ways.” He said softly after a moment. She gave his hand a squeeze. He tried not to wince at the pain in his hand. “You should go back now. I’ll wait for you here.”“You don’t have to stay alone.” She said gently. The worry was obvious in her eyes as she gazed up at him. He knew that if she left him he wouldn’t survive another day on his own.“I will be fine.” He assured her. “Go home.”“Will you call me if…” He interrupted her by holding a finger to his lips. His blue eyes held her gaze as he shook his head softly, hoping that the answer would make her understand.“Alright.”

but honestly you could not go away from chris he was too hot, and the attraction was insane. something was keeping you from leaving.

you gave him a kiss, you and chris decided to go to a fancy resturant. you got off your seat and walked around the tables to meet him. he took both of your hands in his. “what are you doing?” you asked softly. “shhh…” he whispered, pressing a finger to his lips to shush you. he leaned over and kissed you slowly.it sent a shock wave through you. it was all too much like how it used to be. you broke apart and rested your forehead against his.he smiled and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek.his dark eyes shone brightly and you swore that you saw stars.he took your hand and led you outside.“what are you doing?” you repeated your question, but he ignored it. he didn’t reply. he led you to a park and then sat you down on a bench. he sat beside you and put an arm around your shoulders.he brought his face closer to yours and placed a soft kiss on your lips.this time, there was no hesitation. you melted into his touch and opened yourself to him completely. his arms snaked around you and held you tightly. you could feel his heart beating wildly as he continued to explore every inch of your body with his lips.you closed your eyes and allowed the feeling to consume you.he pulled back slightly and looked at you intently. he caressed your face lightly. his dark eyes glistened as he stared at you, his expression filled with love.he bent down and captured your mouth again.you ran your hands through his hair, tugging lightly. his lips moved hungrily against yours.it wasn’t long until the two of you were panting and breathless from desire.“chris we shouldn’t.” You murmured breathlessly, still clinging to his shoulders. He looked down at you in surprise. His face clouded over with frustration for a second before his features relaxed.He pulled away from you. His hand came up to cover his eyes.“I’m sorry!” he exclaimed suddenly. you could tell that it was taking everything within him to calm himself. “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.” He stood abruptly "no its ok chris" you gave him another kiss.

you both made out passionately. the passion had been building between you since the first time you saw each other. his hands slid beneath your shirt. he stroked your sides gently as your hands found their way underneath his jacket.he kissed you deeply. you moaned softly and slipped your tongue into his mouth.you could feel his erection growing against you.

you slowly undressed as he did the same "fuck give it to me raw chris" you breathed, running a hand down his chest."you're such a tease!" he chuckled softly, pulling your panties down.You both groaned as you fell onto your backs. You rolled on top of him as he started to pull off his clothes. You couldn't help admiring the view before you. His body was beautifully sculpted.You ran your hands along his abs and down his stomach. He moaned softly as you touched him. You could feel his excitement growing. You smiled as you began to stroke him. He was so hard and ready for you.You both moaned loudly as you both climaxed together.You lay next to him, breathing heavily.

"we should sleep now." He said. you smiled as he wrapped his arms around you."alright." You agreed sleepily.you snuggled close to him, wrapping his body around you.He wrapped his arms tighter around you and kissed the top of your head. "I love you." he whispered. You smiled happily and kissed him."I love you too, chris." you replied softly closing your eyes.He held you tighter and kissed your neck gently. Your skin tingled with pleasure.You awoke the following morning tangled together in each other's arms. It was a beautiful sight, especially considering the fact that you had never slept together before.

THE END.

[leonaluv]

some exo's messages for their fs at the present moment? 🩷

Suho- his soul is yearning for his love one , he is starved for their love.He sometimes feels lonely and he feels that his love one is going to save him and feel him up .

Lay - his message is that he felt that he moving around to fast to not be living in the present moment , but now he sees that the present is a gift.He says to see the beauty in the simply things in life. He can breathe again and feels free

Baekhyun fs- he break his back for his future spouse and wants to choose his spouse even in another life. That this is a dream he wants to keep living , and he cant live without his spouse.

Chanyeol fs- its like a movie in his mind , that he is so happy and wants to keep rewinding it, that it will be picture perfect and that they don't need any words to communicate .

Kai fs- He feels like he is living in a dream with his spouse and he is awestruck by his spouse. He feels that he can rebuilt anything with his spouse and that person him to relive his passion.

Sehun- He feels good and not anxious anymore, he feels that he doesn't need to change himself for his spouse and he needs this person love and he feels good again.

D.O fs - he feels that his spouse is so gorgeous and that this person helps him feel alive and that they have so many good stories with each other.

Xiumin fs- I feel that I am able to break free and be strong again. I feel so mature and able to know wat love is with you.

[latibuleofwords]

"Who was your greatest love and why?", they asked. "I met him during summer break. We used to go on evening drives on his motorcycle to watch the sunset. Whenever I felt like giving up, he let me lean on him as I pushed myself up. It was more of young love. We weren't aware of what the future had planned for us but we made it work. He was my best friend, my accomplice, my partner-in-crime, my one and only love.He made me fall in love with myself all while falling irrevocably falling in love with him. He gave meaning to my life and I'm forever grateful for that." "Where is he now?" She smiled softly, "I married him."

[reneees]

A sher in two halves.

Which were her Sonata watch to the clay sly,she.

She was asking her knight hood to be hers,hence to the flames till we understood it.

Her clays in the sight till she took halves in moons till she was whole.She was only sly.She was caressing.

A sound in her poems was that she ends with her line 5 sounding the same as her earring sher.

A lover might till be a a Six till she kneads editing till back of ache love withtook her writing away.

Her sonata .Her sleep love.Her moon love.Her deep cher.