#n shes like man alright but i'm doing it for YOU and cus i'm a stunt queen

[citrusai]

cole not showing up in veilguard despite literally joining solas & his cause is so... then again the whole fen'harel agents and elven rebellion plot was scrapped and solas' character was reduced to going oooo rook you wanna repeat the cycle of abuse and indentured servitude i am in currently ooooo rook you wanna be me soooo bad ooooo rook you wanna kill the evanuris for me and then i'll tear down the veil anyway oooooo rook go prey on your companions' trust in you to kill themselves for you like i was willing to do for mythal. oh u got her to forgive me? oh and the inquisitors here too and they forgive me? oh and you forgive me even though it's clear idgaf about you or your opinions? well alright the veil can stay. despite the fact that it's obviously deteriorating anyway and me making the black city golden again won't do a fucking thing. ok i'll go :)

[gadriezmannsgirl]

dad!ruben plissss🥹

You ask and I deliver😌 However, I'm sorry if this not what you wanted nor expected, did this at 3am😭 sorry. Let me know what you think, please!

O Meu Pai -R.D3

Summary: Vitória is daddy's little girl and her daddy, Rúben, loves her

"Toya, c'mon baby" You spoke lightly "C'mon we've to get you ready para irmos ao aniversário da avó Bernadette!" (so we can go to grandma Bernadette's birthday!)

"Are you and Pai matching?" You smile nodding

"And so are you, dear" You kiss your babygirl's four years old hair before getting out of her closet a light blue dress to match outifts with you and your six years husband, Rúben.

You listen to her sing some children's songs as you got her clothes on her, as soon as you turned around to grab her shoes a knock on your door came in.

"Como estão as minhas meninas?" (How are my girls, doing?) Rúben asks pecking inside the room "Meu Deus!" (My god!) He gasps "You are so pretty!"

"Pai!" Vitória yelled in your ear as you were putting her shoes on

"Don't yell in mamã's ear, baby" You tell her with a small smile getting behind her to do her hair

"Sorry, mommy" She said softly kissing your hand.

You smile looking at Rúben who has a loving look on his face, whenever he tells you "Sorry" he gives a kiss on your hands or cheeks and your daughter picked up on it.

"No worries, baby" You kissed her cheek too and start working on her hair.

"Vitória, did you get your present for avó Bernadette?" Rúben asks, sitting next to her

"I did! I did a drawing for her!"

"Where's is it? Let me put in the bag so we don't forget about it"

"Right there!" She lifts her arm and points to her small table.

Rúben gets up from the floor and goes to her table to grab the drawing she made, you see the smile on his face and instantly smiled to yourself. You finished her ponytail and secured the small braid you did at the side.

"Vitória, baby. Why don't you go to the living room and play for a bit with Simba and Nala?"

"Is everything alright?" She asks seeing her dad silent

"Yes, babygirl." You say "I gotta talk to daddy really quick"

"But make it quick 'cus we're going to be late!" She says before getting out of her room.

"Just like her dad" Rúben laughs softly "Everything good?" You get up and stand right next to him

"I just can't help but think our baby's growing so fast. She used to draw the big and happy sun at the side of the paper, now she does it on the middle!"

"She's still young, Rú" You giggle "Also, she's learning that the sun comes out from one side and hides from the other, maybe she drew this in the early afternoon?"

"Or maybe she's just growing up?"

"Well, that's life and it's cyrcle" You kiss his shoulder "You're still going to be the man of her life, always. You know it, right?" He nods

"Until she gets married"

"No. You'll still be" You shake your head "But there's a long way until that happens. So let's enjoy her and her early life before she turns 18, starts brining guys home and wants to do a piercing"

"That will not happen!" You laugh kissing his lips

"You're cute. C'mon, grab the drawing and let's go. We'll be late if we stay here and missy Vitória Y/L/N Dias, doesn't like being late"

"She really doesn't"

"I'm telling you, just like her dad" He wraps his arm around your waist, pull you closer to him and kisses your lips softly

"You look gorgeous"

"And you look extremely handsome, love"

"My wife picked this outfit for me"

"She's a fashionista" You whisper before kissing him once again

"Mãe! Pai! Hurry up, we'll be late!" You open the door from her room as you both went out

"Toya, come on babygirl! Let's get to grandma's!" Rúben says before you hear a small "Finally!"

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"A mãe e o pai estavam a demorar muito tempo!" (Mom and Dad were taking too long!)

"Guys" Iván, your brother in law says looking at you and at Rúben "Keep it in your pants"

"Jeez, we weren't doing anything!" You reply "We were actually talking about Vitória's boyfriends?"

"Do you have boyfriend's, Vitória?"

"No! They are little ugly monsters who will only infect me!" She said before running to her dad's legs

"That's right, baby" Rúben says, you give him a look but he doesn't act on it

"Boys will not infect you, Toya" Beatrix, one of your in-laws, says with a small smile

"Either way! I don't wanna be contaminated" Toya says nuzzled in her dad's shoulders, her small arms wrapping around his neck

"Jesus Christ" You mumble to yourself before taking a deep breath

"That's my girl!"

"Rúben!" All of you scolded him as he opened his eyes and mouth

"My daughter, my ways to evite her heartbreak"

"Filho" (Son) Joao, Rúben's dad, says softly with a small smile "You're just like me"

"Like father, like son" Bernadette says making you all laugh.

"Hey, Vi" Carolina asks "Want for me to paint your face?"

"No. Pai"

"C'mon, minha filha" (my babygirl) "I bet you'd look pretty with a pretty drawing and some glitter on your cheek. Would you like that?" She nods

"But I want to cuddle with you, pai"

"You behave like a good girl with your tia and then we will cuddle while watching some cartoons and eating some food mamã and avó did, what do you think?"

"Yes, please" Rúben put her down watching Vitória run towards her tia and then laughing with her.

"I think she's too spoiled by you" Your voice comes in through the now empty living room

"Nah, I don't think so" Rúben smiles "She's just my babygirl"

"And you're her pai. She definitely preferes you over me"

"That's not true" You give him a look and after some silence he answered. "She's just a daddy's little girl, that's normal"

"She is"

"I love it"

"I know you do"

"I love you"

"And I love you too, Rú" You smile

"Can we start practicing for a sister or brother for her?"

"You want another one? Right now?"

"I do" He nods "You?"

"I do" He smiles getting closer to you so he can kiss your lips "How do you think she'll react to a sibling?"

"Mad because you are hers, I'm hers and nobody else's"

"We will have to explain that to her" You nod

"But let's wait 'till baby is in the oven" You mention your tummy "once that happens we can start planning everything"

"You're getting lucky as soon as we're getting home" You laugh blushing. Thank heavens you were the only ones in the room.

"Mãe! Pai!" Toya's voice gets closer "Look at the bee, tia made!"

"You look so pretty!" Rúben says impressed "So you're the queen bee, right?"

"I'm princess Bee, mãe's Queen Bee and you're King Bee, pai" She gave you a kiss on the cheek and a kiss to her dad.

"That's correct, love" Rúben kisses her non-draw cheek. "Ready to cuddle for a bit? What do you want to watch?"

"Barbie Princess and the Pauper!"

"You always know my favorites, don't you?" Rúben asks underneath his breath as he gets into the couch finding a nice and comfy spot

"That's why I ask for them, they're our favorites!"

"We need to sing our hearts out!" Toya laughs shaking her head

"Pai, this isn't our house to yell"

"Well, I'm sorry. But we can't watch a Barbie movie without feeling it at it's fullness"

"You're right, pai; so let's sing it then!"

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Taglist: @gaviymarcsbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld @http-isabela

[gamerwoo]

hansol/mingyu: the lovers playlist

characters: mingyu x female reader

genre/warnings: idol au, friends to lovers, sosososo much fluff

word count: 686

summary: come on, come on, we were one upon a time in love; we're accidentally in love

a/n: things in bold italics are song lyrics. this is the final part of tlp!!! im kinda sad it's over but im glad the story is finally complete 😌 i really wanna do another series styled like this but we'll see lmao. thank you sm to everyone who supported and loved the series!! 💛💛

previous song | back to playlist

"Here."

A black cassette tape was tossed onto your desk. You looked at it with furrowed brows as you removed your headphones and picked it up, glancing up at the man who was clearly trying -- and failing -- to hide a stupid grin.

You flipped it over. You recognized the smudged sticker that was meant to read Mingyu's Tape. Even though the boy in question apparently had the tape, he didn't relabel it.

"Why'd you have this?" you ask him.

He nodded toward you, "Just listen to it."

You flashed him a suspicious look before you stood up from your desk and walked over to Mingyu's nightstand. You were borrowing Wonwoo's laptop to do some editing -- all of his tech was a lot better than yours -- so you decided to just stay the night at their dorm anyway.

Mingyu had invested in one of those radios like the one you had at home because he wanted to hear some of your tapes. You popped the one he tossed at you in the player and then made yourself comfortable in his bed. Mingyu flopped down right beside you, already giggling to himself.

All of the songs were familiar to you. Obviously. You were the one who made the tape.

There was a pause after I Wanna Be Yours. Normally, that was where the tape had stopped, so you expected the silence. But then, you suddenly heard the sound of a drum, followed by a familiar guitar melody.

Almost immediately, you huffed and rolled your eyes. That cued loud laughter from your boyfriend.

"Shrek? Really?" you asked him.

"Baby, you love Shrek!" he insisted, trying to justify why that one Counting Crows song was suddenly added to the playlist. "But that's not why. Just listen."

So she said, what's the problem, baby? What's the problem? I don't know; Well maybe I'm in love.

Right. You'd forgotten just how sappy this song was. You never really fully thought about the lyrics because the song was connected with a Shrek movie.

"So you added to my tape?" you asked him, turning your head to look at him with a small smile.

He shrugged, "I had to. It couldn't just end where it did."

"Why not?"

"Because I am yours now. Duh."

Come on, come on, move a little closer; Come on, come on, I want to hear you whisper; Come on, come on, settle down inside my love.

You couldn't help but giggle at the way he said it. It was no secret how excited and giddy Mingyu was ever since you said you accepted his confession -- even if over a year had gone by already.

"And why did you choose this song?" you wondered.

Come on, come on, we were once upon a time in love; We're accidentally in love.

He scoffed, "You don't think this song is perfect for us?"

Accidentally in love; Accidentally in love; Accidentally--

It kind of was. You never meant to fall for Mingyu. Actually, everything that lead up to you and Mingyu had started off as just you and Hansol. And yeah, you were good friends with him now, but if you had gone back in time and told yourself you'd end up with Mingyu, you'd probably laugh.

I'm in love, I'm in love; I'm in love, I'm in love; I'm in love, I'm in love.

"Alright, last question," you decided, rolling over onto Mingyu so you could look down at him with a sweet smile as you looked into his warm brown eyes. He never stopped looking at you like you were the best thing to grace the planet. "Why'd you add to the playlist now? I made this so long ago."

Come on, come on, spin a little tighter; Come on, come on, and the world's a little brighter; Come on, come on, just get yourself inside her love.

He just shrugged and said, "Better late than never, right?"

Then he rolled the two of you over so he was over you, planting kisses all over your face as he heard you laugh over the end of the song.

I'm in love.

── « ⋅ʚ ♫ ɞ⋅ » ───

[therottenkingsreckoning]

Part 2 of Chapter 9! I told y'all I'd get this done quick. This also means that we're halfway through this beast, and I'm so glad you've been sticking with me through this journey so far. Enjoy!

~~Little Flame, Ch. 9, part 2~~

Eddie's eyes widened, and despite himself a smile crept onto his face. "Wha- really? Oh, well that great news darlin'! She'll say yes, I just know it!"

"I really hope so," Sally murmured. Then, seeming to regain her normal bombast, she waved both hands above her head in a gesture towards the imagined spectacle. "But that's all the more reason it needs to be bold! Fantastic! I'll put on the greatest play you've ever seen, with her and I as the leading stars, and that moment will be the most beautiful 3rd act of any story ever written!"

"Oh I'm sure it will!" Eddie said excitedly. It was hard not to get excited when the girl got on moments like this. "And I'll help ya as soon as I've gotten Frank's food!"

She turned to look at him, crestfallen. "Y...you can't help me now?"

Eddie shook his head. "Nope. I've got my own sweetheart waitin' back at home with a cravin' for hot dogs, and by god I'm gonna get 'em." He'd not forgotten the original plan, nor was he going to be pulled away from it.

"Oh well, I'm going there too!" she insisted. "I need to get supplies after all. You could just...help me pick them out real quick, discuss a basic plan, and then I promise I'll let you continue your journey in peace!"

"No good," he told her. "Howdy's fresh out of the stuff I need, which is why I'm here at all." He wouldn't compromise on this.

Sally looked at him with sad, pathetic eyes. "Please?"

He'd maybe compromise on this.

"Alright, fine," he sighed, admitting defeat at last. "But only 'cus it's you, and I do wanna see it go well for ya."

"Oh excellent!" She squealed delightedly, pulling him into a hug. "I knew I could trust you!"

A few moments later, and with his groceries stored in her fridge for momentary safekeeping, the pair had set off. He could've brought it all back to his own house, but the thought of returning without those crucial items was...less than appealing. Probably why I'm choosing to do this at all, he thought. Rather here than there.

Unfortunately for him though, the pinball machine of entropy had not yet lost its momentum, as not even a full minute into their walk, an all-too-familiar pink figure appeared.

"Shit, it's her!" Sally hissed. "I can't let her know what I'm doing, it'd ruin everything!"

"Well whaddya expect me t-" Eddie began.

All that met him was the rustling wind, and a suspiciously star-shaped void to his right.

"Hi Eddie!" Julie said cheerfully, skipping up to him. "Who are you talking to?"

"...no one, apparently," he grumbled.

"Oh...well, have you seen Sally anywhere? I just thought of a great new game for us to play, but I can't seem to find her."

"N-nope!" he lied quickly, glancing around for any sign of his friend. "Can't...can't say I have, all day."

Julie squinted at him suspiciously, and Eddie felt the hair on his neck stand up. He wasn't a very good liar, especially when he was already stressed out as is.

"You sure?"

"Sure am!" He pretended to think for a moment. "Let's see... I went and dropped off all the mail earlier, but uhh...she was outta the house right then." That part wasn't a lie- she'd been gone, as she often was. "Then I came home and started workin' on sorting letters, but I remembered I needed to drop by the store and get and some food for Frank-"

"Oh!" Julie exclaimed. "Is that why you're here? Well, we could go to Howdy's together, and I can say hi to Frank when we bring it all back."

"Wait!" the man blurted out, realizing his mistake too late. She looked at him confused, already turning to head in the direction of the bodega.

"H-he doesn't have the ingredients I need," Eddie continued. "Ran out of the milk and cherries for those signature hot dogs, so I gotta go ask Barbie about it."

Julie huffed and turned to him, crossing her arms. "Ok well, now I know you're lying. Frank wouldn't want a hot dog, especially those ones, he hates them! So what's the truth?"

"That is the truth!" Eddie huffed back, hands on hips. "Ain't ya heard of a craving before?"

"I can tell you're hiding something, and sending me in circles!" Then, seeming to think of something, she smiled smugly and pointed a finger at him. "I'll believe you if you spin around 5 times and point back at me."

"What does that have t-" Eddie began, but it was no use. He was trapped and he knew it, however silly these games might be. Spinning once, twice, three times around and round, his vision blurred and wobbled until his outstretched finger nearly collided with hers.

"Is that good now? Can I leave?"

"Hmm... not quite," the monster said. "What am I thinking of right now?"

"Uhh...flowers?" He said.

"Nope."

"Games."

"Nuh uh."

"Look, lemme go!" Eddie shouted, stamping his foot in anger. "I'm runnin' late, and I just know Frank already hates me right now cus I couldn't just get 'em what he wants, and I'm tired and stressed and a terrible husband and I really don't need this right now!"

Silence. Julie looked at him in shock, and he could sense that wherever Sally had hidden herself she was stunned too. "Oh.." the rainbow monster said gently. "You weren't lying about that, were you?"

"What reason would I have to lie?" He growled, wiping away the tears that had begun to form.

"I...I don't know. I'm sorry," she said, stepping out of his way. "I'll let you get back to it."

"It's fine," the man grumbled. It really wasn't, but he was too tired to keep arguing. Glancing back at her for just a moment though, he said, "Maybe you should drop by later. Help explain what took me so long. He might get less mad at you."

And now, after all the nonsense he'd been through, he'd made his way over to Poppy's barn. Those big red doors might as well have been the gates of heaven, and his angel was visible still in the window, laughing away at some unknown joke. Finally, he could get this done.

Knocking on the door, he was greeted with a cheery "come in!" from the resident bird. She looked up from where she'd been adding pumpkin seeds to a recipe, and her eyes widened at his disheveled & miserable appearance. "Oh dear... are you alright?"

"Yeah," Barbie added. "No offense, but you look like you've been put through the wringer."

"It's been...a day," Eddie sighed. "Been looking for ya cus I needed to ask a favor."

"Oh?" The dog stepped a bit closer, scratching awkwardly at the space between her tied-up ears. It was rare that Eddie Dear asked anything of his friends- the man was self-reliant to a fault, and would much rather be the one giving than getting. So whatever this was must be important.

Eddie clasped his hands in front of him, looking up at her with pleading eyes. "Please tell me you have some cherries and condensed milk I can borrow. Frank really wants a hot dog and Howdy was fresh outta both of those."

An awkward silence, then the hound burst out laughing, relieved. "Didya really come all this way just to ask for that? You could've just asked Jonesy, I left him back at home."

The realization crumpled Eddie, and he hung his head in shame. Yes, he probably could've just asked earlier and saved so much of this hassle. But, fool that he was, he'd gone and overthought. Like a fool he'd made it 10 times harder on himself.

Barbie's laughter faded as she took in his reaction. She put a hand on his shoulder and sighed, "Well I'm sorry to tell ya, but I'm out too. I had my treat for today, but I'm prepared to go hungry for a bit."

And just like that, all his dreams had been shattered. He was so close to Paradise, but it had all been a mirage. Looking desperately over to Poppy, he was met with a shake of her head. "Dear, you know I don't eat things like that." Trying her best to reassure, she added "I-I'm sure Frank will understand. I mean... it's not your fault you couldn't find any."

Mhmm," Barbie hummed in agreement. "She's right. No, hey, look at me. She's right. You got nothin' to beat yourself up for. You tried, and that's what matters."

Eddie wasn't sure he believed them, but what else could he say or do by now? He'd exhausted his options, and would simply have to bear the anger, the crushing disappointment, that his lover would have for him. As he made his way home slowly, footsteps like lead, he was briefly considering swandiving into the nearest lake when the shaking of tall grass nearby caught his ear.

"Hey."

"Hey Mosely," Eddie said dejectedly. "Can't talk right now, sorry. Boutta go get my head bitten off."

"Ah, t-that's the thing actually," the grass continued. "I uhh...overheard what you were talking about just now, and I actually have some."

"Wha- really?!" Eddie instinctively whipped around to peer into the brush, then quickly apologized and turned away from his scopophobic friend. But was it true?

"Wait here. I'll go get them."

And wait he did. If it had been anyone else, Eddie wouldn't have trusted they'd come back. Even now he had his doubts, his nervous impatience as each minute ticked by. But he knew Mosely, and as soon as he'd fully begun to worry he heard movement again. He turned to see a can and jar stacked neatly on the dirt road, still cold when he went to pick them up.

"Thank you." Eddie's voice quivered, damn near sobbing with relief. "I could hug you right now."

"Haha... please don't," said Mosely.

The trip back went quickly. He snatched his groceries from Sally's fridge, checking first that no Julies were around (what an awkward explanation that would be!). Then he was off to the little yellow house with speed.

"Where have you been?!" Frank snapped when he answered the door to their mate. "And what's with the bags? I asked to get one thing for me, not all of this!"

"This is your hot dog," Eddie tried to explain weakly, already visibly wilting as the anger he'd been fearing bore down on him.

"How? Couldn't he m... huh?"

Words trailed off as the man before them seemed to crumple, sinking down to his knees as bags fell an uneven thud-and-rustle on to the floor.

"I'm sorry," Eddie began, hands again clasped in desperate prayer. "I am so sorry Frankie, I tried to go quickly. But then Howdy ran out of milk and cherries so I tried to get some from Barb-"

"Eddie..."

"-but then she was over at Poppy's, so I tried to go there but Sally stopped me to ask about a play and Julie forced me to answer riddles 'cus she didn't believe me when I told her ya wanted hot dogs-"

"Ed- wait Julie?"

"-And when I finally got over to Poppy's she was out which broke my heart 'cus I knew ya really wanted it and-"

"EDDIE!!!"

Frank had heard enough. Grabbing hold of his husband's shoulders, they pulled him forwards...

and into a kiss.

Eddie flinched in shock, then his arms wrapped around his love as he leaned in, finally breaking to rest his head on Frank's chest.

"It's ok honey," the grey chuckled. "I understand now. And you still got me what I wanted."

"I uhh...yea!" Eddie looked up at his mate with doe eyes. "You're not mad at me anymore?"

"Oh I'm still angry," Frank said as he helped their husband up. "But not at you."

Eddie was going to ask about that, but he didn't. Far better to not risk spoiling the moment when he'd seemingly gotten so lucky. "You still want your food now?"

"Mhmm!"

"Well alrighty then!" He practically skipped to the kitchen, feeling sunshine and rainbows right now as his previous worries melted in the loving presence of his partner. "I am sorry it took so long," he called through the doorway. "For what it's worth."

Frank laughed at this as he walked in and sat at the table. "Love, I was actually overreacting a bit. It's only been 15 minutes."

[thatwasntverycashmoneyofme]

𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾

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"(S/n) what the hell do you mean you're failing your class?!" Your son looked at you like a secret had been let loose. Because it did.

"Pssh mama w-what are you talking about?" You could hear the fear in his voice. "Your school just called me and said that I need to have a parent teacher conference cus you failing their class. What subject?"

"Science but the teacher's off." You hum watching your son fiddle with his fingers. "He's off... so you just fail your classes?" He sighed looking off to the side.

"Alright here's what’s finna go down. I'm taking you to school tomorrow, you are grounded and you better not touch that game."

He tsked. "Cmon mommy!" You raised your finger. "Boy don't play with me. You're going to your grandma's house where you know she don't got Wi-Fi or electronics."

He groaned and you gave him that glare that made him shut up. "And while you're there for the weekend you're studying. Don't play with my mama or she's gonna beat your ass."

He grumbled stepping up the stairs. "And you bet not slam my damn doors!"

・❥・

"Hello I'm (s/n) mother. I heard that he was having some trouble in this class?" You look up a tall pale man with slender golden eyes stood before you.

You examine the man feeling like unsuspecting prey to a disguised predator, you understood why your son thought he was weird, his hair pinned back in one of those safety caps

"Ah yes (s/n) is a very bright boy I just think he's affected by the influence of his friends. They don't seem to pay too much attention to the lessons."

You looked inside the window through the door giving your son a hard glare watching as he puts his head onto the desk.

A hand stroked the corner of your shoulder making you focus your attention to the culprit, you hadn't even noticed when he touched you.

"It's fine Ms. (Y/n), my son used to act the same way in another class... and later today—" He hand went down your arm, gently caressing your elbow, causing you to laugh nervously.

  "—We'll talk about what we can do for his grades. It's fine since we're only into half the second quarter. He has more than enough time to pull up his grade."

"Yeah sure, umm, I'm running late for work but we'll talk more on this later. And it's no trouble to move his seat around if you think it'll help him focus better."

You thanked the man glancing at your child giving a little wave that he reciprocated before taking your leave.

・❥・

"Thanks ma for taking him. Please watch him make sure he's studying and understanding... mmhm ... yea..yea. Thanks ma. Love you bye." You hung up the phone sighing raking your fingers through your twists.

You got started on a small dinner since Mr. O requested to have the conference at your home. His reason being that he has classes all day and paperwork after he didn't want to sit inside the school any longer.

You didn't necessarily have a problem with it, it was just...strange.

・❥・

A knock on the door startled you. "Good evening Mr. O. I made dinner so hope you have an appetite. Are you allergic to anything?"

"I have worked up quite a hunger and I'm not allergic to anything thanks for your concern." A sly smile framing his face, one that you didn't catch, too busy fixing up your plates to notice

You place a plate in front of him, eyeing as he took a bite, his face showing surprise. "I'm sorry it's just...this is amazing." You playfully waved him off.

・❥・

"So is there anyway he could... I don't know get tutoring?" You questioned the male who looked slightly different from earlier, his hair fell against his shoulders, a few strands framing his face.

His eyes held a certain mischief to them. You both are sat on your living room couch, finding comfort in how his hands held yours, too much so where you ignored the boundaries of unprofessionalism.

"I mean of course my dear, tutoring is no big deal and it's not out of the way, but there are some things that perhaps...you can do to help." He makes it sound as if he's asking you.

Pulling back as you looked at him skeptically. He had to reel you in. "I mean that's only if you want him to pass. I would personally take all the chances I could if my son were failing. But it's fine you have your doubts."

You hurry to hush him. "Umm no no that's not wha— I mean I'll do anything." A scheming smirk found his face. You had fell right into his trap.

"Alright my dear. Take off your pants." You looked at him baffled. "I-I'm sorry what??" You stutter. "Your pants. Take them off. Please my dear, I don't have all night."

You slowly pulled your pants off leaving you in a (f/c) lace thong. He spread your legs, putting your feet up on the couch.

Orochimaru sat on his knees leaning close to your clothed pussy taking in a big whiff as his hands held the back of your thighs.

You let out a whimper turning your head, your face hot, the feeling of his nose on your clit through the fabric, and the embarrassment of this situation.

He couldn't help but laugh at the wet spot that stained the center of your panties. "And here I thought you reluctant." You mumble a soft rebuttal that he didn't see the need to regard

"Let me just enjoy my dessert." He slid your panties to the side your arousal coating a perfect glaze over your pussy. He spreads you watching you clench around nothing.

Using his thumb, he smeared your cum on your pussy, tracing your hole, dragging it upwards to circle your clit. He watched you shiver ready to close your legs before you stopped yourself.

"You should be ashamed of yourself; getting this wet." He ridicules. "It's not my fault." You mumbled just before a moan slipped pass your lip as he kissed the sensitive nub. "H-haven't done this in a long time."

He ran his tongue from your hole to your clit sucking it, pulling away to watch your expression as he spat on your pussy. "F-fuck." You moaned, the man watched it dribble down your folds then licking it up.

"Sh-shit shit sir!" You bucked feeling the hot muscle tickle at the entrance of your hole. You moan watching him eat you out, his unnaturally long tongue stroking and brushing around your cunt.

Jolting you cried out, feeling his tongue enter inside of you, he massaged your clit holding you still, his other arm slung over your torso.

Burying his face into your pussy, shaking his head from side to side, smothering himself in between your legs. With all of his ministrations you quivered.

He felt you clamp around his tongue, your hips thrusted into his face. You trembled coming down from your high as Orochimaru pulled away slurping the rest of your juices.

He stood up fixing himself, observing how you twitched, pressing your legs close. He bent forward grabbing your chin staring at your lust filled face.

"That was nice... We'll keep having parent teacher 'conferences' unless you want your son to fail my class." Your eyes widened a fraction, catching the smirk on his face.

"You fu—" He interrupts. "We wouldn't want that happening, would we?" You paused, shocked by the reveal of his true colors. He pats your face the cunning smile burned into your brain as he heads towards the door.

"I'll see you next week for a follow up conference. Have a goodnight Ms. (Y/n)." You hugged your knees hearing the door shut. "What the fuck."

𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗆 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝗌, 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌. 𝖣𝖮𝖭𝖳 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗅, 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗒 𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. ©𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅

[rd0265667]

A day out(Chapter 7)

4 days later

Y/N's POV

1.8k words I met with Alice(Not sure what ITZY's manager's name is), as we exchanged pleasantries.

"Well Y/N, The chauffeur is ready for you and Yuna, they'll pick you guys up at around 4pm, so do make sure Yuna gets some food. Not really a tough problem seeing as, yknow, its Yuna, but still do make sure she's fine. Do stay safe too, it's rare for the idols to go out without a bodyguard, and I do have my concerns, but I'm sure it would be less suspicious like this." "Don't worry Alice, I'll keep Yuna safe." "I'm sure you will" Alice said with a smile

"So, why is your fashion sense so bad?" Yuna said, her arm linked with mine.She insisted...

"I'll give you a wild guess Yuna. It starts with P and rhymes with you're." "Oh right...."Yuna said, scratching her head as she chuckled. "Well, I'm gonna fix that today. This is gonna be labelled as a company expense so this is JYP-nim's money. Spend at will." I looked at her with amazement. "Well, thanks Yuna. To be honest, I'm not really a clothing person, even if I had money, I wouldn't have spent much on it on clothes. Maybe just one or two plain clothes for me to more easily cycle for a week." Yuna looked at me, horror in her eyes. "No boyfriend.... I mean personal assistant of mine shall be dressed poorly. I'll get the other members to help me on this, I'm gonna get you at least 10 sets of clothing today, so be ready alright?" "That sounds really heavy Yuna... could we go get the groceries and a meal first?" "Fine, I want to eat something soup based, let's go!" Yuna said, tugging me along again "I'll have one Miso ramen and one cha shu curry ramen." Yuna said, smiling as she thanked and handed the menu back to the server

"So, Y/N, have you ever dated before?" Somehow I knew that question was gonna come out soon. "No, Yuna, no...I've never had the time for dating, and even if I did, I don't think many girls will be lining up to throw themselves at an unemployed and pretty pathetic man." I suddenly recoiled as Yuna slammed the table, and she looked pissed. Everyone at the restaurant looked at her too, as I had to shake my hands at everyone to reassure them "Yah, Y/N, listen alright, don't ever say that about yourself." My jaw dropped as Yuna's angry face slowly softened. "Sorry about that. That was immature of me, but still. Don't ever talk down to yourself alright? From the fact that you helped me at the CU despite me being rude, and how I've seen you take care of all of us in the last few days. You're a genuinely great person, so don't ever talk down to yourself. You were dealt a bad hand, and you suffered through a horrible tragedy. That made your early life so tough, but you still push forward. Don't talk down about yourself okay?" Yuna said as she raised her hand, caressing my face gently.  Curiously, I didn't flinch or back away. Yuna has been the first person to really care for me like that, and her hand felt really comforting. My train of thought was then interrupted by a waiter coming over, saying, "Hi, sorry to intrude sir, but I would like to check, are matters with you and your girlfriend okay?" I was about to reply with the obvious, 'everything's fine, and we're just friends.', but Yuna pipped up first, saying, "Yeh, no worries, my boyfriend just told me some shocking news and I was surprised, sorry for the commotion though." Dear lord, this girl.... I sighed again as Yuna smiled in victory. The waiter looked at me, a little confused, but nodded and went back to her business. "Yuna, why..." "Well, I'm planning for the future, and I thought she might make moves on you too." Yuna said nonchalantly. The things this girl can think of never fails to astound me.  "Why would she ask me out? She doesn't even know me." I said, slowly sipping some tea "It's because you're hot." Yuna said as I spit my tea back into the cup. Oh highfather help me now. Wait, who the fuck is highfather? I coughed violently as the tea rocked back and forth in my cup.  "Wait wait wait, Yuna, before I address that, I need to ask a question. Have you heard of a deity or god called the highfather?" Yuna looked at me with a weird face, seemingly confused by what I had just said. "Are you one of those, "Do you have a little time to talk about Jesus?" Kinda people? Nothing against them but I need to know." "No, I'm not. It's just that when I was drinking my tea, before I was rudely interrupted and shocked, I thought to my self, Oh Highfather help me now. I thought it's usually Oh god help me now. I have no clue why my subconscious did that." "Well, I have a perfectly reasonable explanation." "Which is?" "You're stupid."Yuna said, sticking her tongue out. Aish, this girl... "Now hurry, I want to get the ingredients for your food so we can get to clothes shopping. Timeskip I have actually zero fashion sense so me talking about them trying on clothes would just be unfiltered nonsense

At 4pm "The car is coming soon, Y/N, get ready to move." "I don't think moving is really an option Yuna..." I said, as I stayed in my sitting position. Every inch of my arm was filled with a shopping bag from some prestigious brands. I swear we bought out an entire store. And that was only one of the many stores we visited. In addition to the ingredients I bought for food, it was really impossible to move. "A little help Yuna?" I speak out, groaning a little as I tried to stand. "Nope, you're my assistant, it's your job." She said as she flicked my forehead and laughed  As the van arrived, I saw in the periphery, Jake emerging, grabbing some bags from me as he helped me to my feet. "You don't look too surprised by the amount of things we've bought, Jake." Jake chuckled as he moved with me to the van, "You work long enough for ITZY, you get used to this. Oh Yeh, I don't think we've been properly acquainted, I'm Jake, Bodyguard for ITZY for about 6 months. I used to do your job too, so thank god you came along." "Y/N, and wow, I didn't know your job encompassed so many things. Did Yuna hire you too? She seems like the hiring manager for ITZY." I said, gesturing to the now slumbering Yuna. She fell asleep just like that? She was literally bouncing on the balls of her feet moments ago. "Nope, JYP found me, I was more of a Butler for them at first." "Guessing Ryujin didn't like you much at first?" Jake smiled sheepishly as he ruffled his hair, " More like not at all. Pretty sure she still doesn't trust me." "You seem like a nice guy, I'm sure she'll come around." "Let's hope. Oh yeh, Y/N, there was an Idea I had that I wanted to run pass you." "Shoot." "Well, the next ITZY comeback is going to be somewhat like an old medieval or ancient kind of theme, and they will be doing some fighting scenes, both hand to hand and a small handful with weapons. Normally this would just be some cuts and maybe stunt doubles, but I was thinking, what if we actually trained them in martial arts and armed combat. It wouldn't be much, but it could be very useful to make their movements more fluid if they understood how to use the weapons." "That honestly sounds great, I think it would be a good replacement to some of the normal and mundane exercises the girls do to stay fit. Them knowing self defense could be very valuable too. What Martial arts do you want to train them in though." "Probably Wing Chun, better for smaller combatants, using the opponents force to their advantage, and it also has a very fluid fighting style." I nodded, "Alright, since the girls have been given a relatively long break before their next comeback, they'd have time for this." Jake nodded, before his right hand jabbed towards my face. For some reason, my arm instinctively raised up and deflected it, with my other arm jabbing his stomach. How did I do that? "Wow, impressive, wanted to see if it could be great to train you with the girls, but it seems like you don't need it." "I don't know how I did that Jake, I have almost never ever fought anyone." "Well, regardless, you seem to have pretty sharp instincts and good form, I think training you would be good. Wouldn't hurt for the girls to have more protection." I nodded, as I realised we had reached the dorm. I looked over at the still sleeping Yuna, as I gestured to Jake. "You handle her man, I think she likes you, the driver and I will handle the stuff." I sighed and nodded, moving over to Yuna, trying to wake her up. After about a minute of unsuccessful prodding, I sighed, I'm gonna have to carry her aren't I.

I gently slipped my arms below her, as I carried her out of the van bridal style. As I moved to the stairs that led up to the dorm, I sighed and slowly carried her up the stairs. I heard her making some noises but I just assumed she was sleep talking or something. As I brought her up to the dorm, the door was open with Jake leaving the bags and heading out, bumping into us and smirking, "Called it. See you around man." I rolled my eyes as I chuckled, nodding to him as I walked into the dorm to see Lia and Ryujin looking at me. Lia was laughing at me as Ryujin's eyes narrowed a little, "Yeji-Unnie, Chaeryoung, You're gonna want to see this." 

I stood there awkwardly with Yuna in my arms as Yeji and Chaeryoung emerged, looking at me and Yuna, a little shocked.

As silence slowly engulfed the situation, Lia burst out laughing again, saying, "Y/N, you know Yuna's awake right?" "What?" "AISH, UNNIE, why did you ruin my fun?" I heard as Yuna's head turned to look at Lia "Wha--how long were you awake?" "When you were nudging me." "SINCE THEN?" "Well of course, I saw an opportunity and I took it. It's free real estate." Yuna then leaned forward, kissing me on the cheek. "Thanks honey." She said as she jumped off my arms, heading to the kitchen with a smile on her face Yeji smirked at me. "Honey huh." "We're not dating Yeji." "NOT YET." I heard as Yuna yelled from the kitchen

Yep, this is my life now

[toko-writing-imagines]

Hey it's Treat again! Totally fine, I'm sorry I didn't see it.

Could I get Mikan and Hajime taking care of an s/o that got sick due to stress then? (seperately, and I checked this time!)

Thank you. <3

Its totally fine! Sometimes people miss it and that's okay

I added Shuichi cus he was in your last request and he isn't here so yeah, hope thats okay

Enjoy your hcs !! ♡♡

Mikan, Hajime, and Shuichi taking care of their sick s/o due to stress

【Mikan Tsumiki】

• Mikan overall is really just a worry wart when it comes to you. She's always about the 'what if' and stuff like that

• Also she's also always on your back about saying how you should rest or giving suggestions to things if you happen to look a little too pale or are more sleepier than usual

• She doesn't mind taking care of you and will even try to help release all this stress that ended up making you sick (since stress lowers your immune system which causes you to get sick easier)

• Expect a semi-lecture about how you really gotta take things more slowly and ways to relieve stress, like meditating, taking a deep breath, etc.

• Mikan really just wants the best for you. She understood stress as she is always helping everyone daily whether they are hurt or need any sort of medical advice

• Also she secretly hopes she isn't the cause of your stress. She knows she probably isn't but the thought of it being so worries her.

• At least in the end you get some kisses and snuggles with her so yay

【Hajime Hinata】

• Hajime isn't really the best at helping someone when they're sick minus telling a few basic things, so he'd end up getting Mikan to help take care of you

• He did notice that you've been stressed lately, though not knowing the actual cause of said stress, he didn't bring it up only because he felt like it wasn't exactly his place to say something

• Mikan gave him a small list of things that could help relieve stress and gave you some medicine for your sickness before she left (all Hajime did was just stand next to you while Mikan did her work lol)

• Hajime has the tendency to play with your hair or your fingers while he's nervous (usually at least sometimes its just for fun) so once he does either of those things you gotta calm him down before reassuring that its alright

• He also ended up going on a tangent about the first things that came to his mind and you'd listen to it all till you fell asleep

• Expect to way up with him holding you in his arms because he was worried, and that he will help you relieve your stress so you getting sick like this doesn't happen again

【Shuichi Saihara】

• Shuichi is probably one of the people who understands about how it is to be so stressed you end up getting sick. I bet it happened to him multiple times

• He is often stressed out because of his like of work, and people often rely on his talent to help them with their problems or to confirm an answer surely no one wants to hear. This often ends up with him neglecting his well-being for the sake of others

• When you are sick because of if, Shuichi is just going back n forth to make sure you are getting the care and rest you need. He'd give you a healthy snacks that you can hopefully stomach down or maybe warm milk or tea

• He makes sure there is no disturbance once you fall asleep so you get a good rest and takes care of your work so you'll be a little more stress-free

• Basically he kinda just mothers you, but he truly does mean well about it. Shuichi knows stress all too well

꒦ ͝ ꒷ ͝ ꒦ ͝ ꒷꒦ ͝ ꒷ ͝ ꒦ ͝ ꒷꒦ ͝ ꒷ ͝ ꒦ ͝ ꒷꒦ ͝ ꒷

↳ ੈ‧₊˚ These three are all just worry warts for their s/o

also man do I love posting late because that's the only time I'm able to write

These were fun to write !! Feel free to request again ^^

take care everyone ♡

~ Mod Toko 💜

[m-jelly]

Hi Jelly! Diwa here. I cannot comment in your post or send a message 😭 Since it's almost December, may I see Levi struggling to find the best Christmas gift for Y/N? They just recently been a couple. Thanks in advance!

Hi Diwa! Thanks for dropping in ;)

What an adorable AU! Levi is such a lost puppy sometimes, so I can imagine he'd be so worked up over what to get you. He'd reach out for help for sure, but you know those who help him are going to be of no use and just tease him. *cough* Hange *cough* Plus, the man has probably never done this sort of thing before, so it's hard for our handsome boy.

Levi stared at the rings in the shop and let out a long sigh in the freezing cold winter air. You two had been an official couple for two months now, so you were a new couple. He'd never been in a relationship before. You were his first in everything, so he was stuck trying to find a gift for you for Christmas.

Levi had talked to you, tried to get you to tell him what you wanted, but you told him nothing. You didn't want to do Christmas anymore, because it was a birthday celebration instead. You wanted to make it all about Levi. Levi had never had anyone make such a big deal over him and his birthday before. At first he was nervous about it all and wasn't sure, but then it turned to something else. He thought it was cute how excited you were and how happy you became when he said yes. However, he still wanted to get you a Christmas present.

So, he continued to stare at the rings. He knew your ring size, but he was worried that giving you a ring this early on might make you panic. He wrote off a ring, then looked at the bracelets and necklaces. He thought all were nice, but they weren't right. He didn't want to get you something that sent you the wrong message. He didn't want to get you anything that some average guy would get.

He looked at his phone to see his friends had gotten back to him. Mike was at work and couldn't help, but suggested Levi just tie himself up in a bow as a gift or prefume. Erwin was running a bit late, so he sent a really long list of ideas. Hange said she was coming, because she wouldn't miss this for the world.

He walked to the meeting spot, then greeted her. He took a barrage of teasing and her winding him up, along with some dirty ideas for gifts. After Hange calmed down, she started coming up with some really good ideas. They went on the hunt, looked at what she suggested, but nothing was perfect.

Hange showed him a scarf. "What about this?"

Levi looked it over and felt it. "Tch, no. She can buy that kind of shit whenever she wants."

She sighed and nodded. "You're right..." She selected a stylish dress. "What about this?"

Levi shook his head. "She likes to try things on before buying. She doesn't have body confidence. Tch, silly brat. Does she not know how stunning she is?"

Hange hummed a laugh, then walked around the shopping place again and spied something else. "What about a book?"

Levi looked at the bookstore. "She does love reading. Oh, but she's more a manga and online reader."

She hummed in thought. "Why not a collectable from a game she likes or anime?"

Levi rubbed the back of his neck. "I could, but she tends to just buy them and not tell me. So, when I go over her place, there's a new item and she denies it's new." He blushed as he remembered you trying to hide a new figure. "It's rather cute."

Hange nodded and smiled fondly at seeing her friend so madly in love. "What about a body pillow?"

Levi blushed. "Tch, fuck no. I'm the only body pillow she's allowed."

She held her hands up. "Alright, noted."

Both of them were beginning to give up all hope of finding something. That was when he came across a pottery place where you could make all sorts.

Levi stared at the building. "What about a handmade teacup and saucer?"

Hange patted Levi's shoulder. "My word, he's finally found something. I think it's perfect Levi."

Levi nodded and walked into the building. "Good."

He carefully designed a tea cup and saucer for you, then came back the next day to decorate it. He returned the day after to collect it, then he placed it in a sweet little box and tied a bow around it all. He hid it in his place and kept getting nervous about it. He was worried you'd get mad at him for getting you a gift, because Christmas was supposed to be a day about him.

He didn't know what to expect for his birthday, but you went above and beyond for him. He had no Christmas things up at his place, so he spent Christmas at yours. You'd decorated your place with birthday things and not a Christmas thing in view. You'd showered him in thoughtful gifts that made him lost for words. You'd even cooked and baked all the things he loved as well. Levi felt like he was truly loved by you and it made him feel blessed.

He watched you as you chatted on the phone with your family and knew that now was the time. He took your gift out his bag, then waited for you to finish. He listened to you when you told him about your family and friends, fully unaware that there was a present sat on his lap in view.

You paused and stared at it when it clicked. "Levi Ackerman, what is that?"

Levi looked down at it. "It's a Christmas present to you."

You sat next to him. "I thought I told you no Christmas presents."

He wiggled the box and gulped. "I know, but I wanted to get you something, alright? Tch, silly brat."

You kissed his cheek making him blush. "Thank you. You're so sweet."

He shoved the box in your hands and glanced at you a little. "Here. You don't deserve it because you've been a naughty brat a lot, but today you've been a bit good."

You smiled and pulled the bow. "Well, thank you. I'm sorry I've been so naughty."

Levi looked to you and felt bad. He'd said the wrong thing. "You." He sighed and ruffled his hair. "You haven't been naughty. You're a good brat. A good girl." He locked eyes with you to see you were blushing. "You are Queen of good girls."

You shook and opened the wrapped. "Th-Thank you." Your heart was racing at Levi's words. "You're skilled at wrapping."

"Tch, thanks."

You opened the box and moved the tissue paper to see a perfectly decorated teacup and saucer. You traced all the words and drawings carefully. "Levi..."

He stared at you and saw you smile softly and well up a little. "I did bad. I'm sorry." He reached over and gently wiped a tear. "It's bad, isn't it?"

You looked to Levi. "Did you make this?"

He nodded. "I did, yeah."

You put it back in the box, then placed the box on the coffee table. You turned to Levi, then helped him tightly. "Thank you. It's perfect. I've never had such a thoughtful and loving gift like this before." You kissed him softly making his heart flutter in happiness. "I love it. I'll always use it." You hugged Levi tightly again and sighed. "You're so wonderful Levi, you really are."

"I'm glad you like it." Levi wrapped his arms around you, then pulled you onto his lap. He closed his eyes and just enjoyed feeling you in his arms. "Today has been perfect and my gifts are the best, but this right here is everything I love and more. I could hold you until the end of days."

You hummed a laugh and kissed his cheek a few times. "So, today was a great success then."

"Perfect." He smiled as he snuggled against you. "You're the best thing to ever happen to me."

You gave him a big squeeze. "Mmm! I just want to nibble on you!"

Levi locked eyes with you. "Then do it."

You leaned close and captured his lips in a passionate kiss. "I love you Levi Ackerman, so very much."

He smiled at you making your heart flutter in delight. "I love you too." He kissed your neck and said your name. "I love you more than you know."

[dulceackles]

The girls' bathroom | Victoria De Angelis

Requested: no

summary: y/n is on a night out with her friends when she starts to feel lonely and self-conscious. And then she meets a girl named Victoria in a tiny restroom of a rusty nightclub.

Okay so this one is personal cus I hate going to a night out thinking you're going to have fun and then ending up feeling like you're left out or 'the unwanted one'. I thought about writing this a while and I really hope someone can relate and find comfort in this the same way that I do.

Pairing: Victoria de angelis x reader (she/her, third person)

if you have wishes for any other pronouns whether it is to switch them in some fic or write a new one using specific pronounces let me know!

word count: 1.2k

content and warnings: lil spicy it is romantic, mentions of alcohol usage, low self-esteem talk, lil sad.

The music raged in a small nightclub the owners had named 'Beverly Hilla' for some odd reason Y/n couldn't really explain. She felt the bottoms of her shoes stick to the floor as some forgotten spilled drink had stained the dance floor.

The place was tiny for a nightclub. It wasn't really popular either but as for tonight, the place was overly filled with drunken people which made y/n feel a little overwhelmed.

"Anna?" Y/n called for her friend who had been dancing like a Wildrose for the past 20 minutes now.

"Hmm?" Her hymn shattered making the alcohol in her system and awfully clear.

"Maybe we should go take a seat for a while, I'm a little tired." Y/n exhaled.

"Yeah suree." Anna started to make her way to the bar stools, y/n quickly following after her. If she was honest, she was ready to go home but didn't want to leave her friend alone and she was sure she wasn't done yet.

The girls made their way to the couple of free bar stools that were next to a bar. (I know IRL finding two free bar stools in a tiny crowded bub would be a miracle but for the sake of the story, they found two free bar stools.)

"Are you going to order something?" Y/n asked but Anna had no time to answer when a young nice-looking man sat next to her.

"Hi girls." He smiled at them and soon locking his eyes with Anna.

"Hi, I'm Anna." Anna introduced herself to him, smiling and looking at him underneath her long lashes.

"Want a drink?" The guy asked Anna and she nodded.

Soon y/n realized she wasn't really involved or welcome in the conversation Anna and the guy had. She could see that Anna was clearly into him, he was clearly into her and she didn't want to third-wheel. She leaned away from them, studying her surroundings.

Nearly everyone was with someone, a friend, a lover. And if there was something that was lingering in her mind, it was the bitter-sweet question; why was she sitting here alone? If nothing else, she was a perfect individual for someone looking just a one night stand. She was alone and she was drunk, so why no one didn't come to talk to her?

Y/n had to admit that it was bothering her more than she liked. Not that she wanted a one night stand, not that she was looking for anything but it was just the fact how she felt forgotten, left out, and over anything left out.

She turned to look at her friend one last time, seeing her talking to the guy and she knew she wouldn't be her company and on top of that, the smell of the alcohol was making her feel unwell.

Y/n got up, not sure if Anna even noticed, and made her way to the restroom diving past the crowd of people dancing.

The public bathroom wasn't big, indeed in a way it almost felt claustrophobic with its crapped walls and tiny toilet stalls.

Y/n lifted her eyes to look at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were slightly tired, makeup little off and her hair had gotten messy from all the dancing. But it wasn't even that. If she could have chosen, she would have the beauty queen. Maybe she'd liked to have different shaped eyes and different lips and maybe nicer hair and nicer jaw.

Suddenly she felt really aware of everything that she thought was wrong in her. A tiny tear run across her cheek as she heard the restroom door open. Y/n quickly wiped her tear and went to the sink to wash her hands.

Y/n heard steps as someone walked into the restroom but to her surprise, she also heard a full female voice spoke to her.

"Are you alright?" The stranger asked.

Y/n turned to look at her. The small light-haired girl was eyeing her up and down with her piercing eyes. She was really pretty and her hair rested perfectly on her shoulders.

"Yeah yeah I'm fine." Y/n nobbed her head, Hair messy hair falling over her own shoulder.

"You don't look really fine if I'm honest; you look quite sad." She quietly giggled a little bit. "I'm Victoria."

"I'm Y/n"

"So did you get lost from your mom or..?" Victoria gently joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Y/n chuckled a little bit to her, "No quite frankly I didn't this time." She tilted her head a little bit before continuing, "hmm, I just think I got lonely."

Victoria studied her a while, "Lonely?" She asked.

"Yeah like I got ditched by my friend who found a better company." Y/n chucked again

"Ohh, well we here now aren't we?" She smiled at y/n and then there was a moment of silence.

Y/n couldn't help but have her eyes glued to Victoria. There was something really comforting, safe and lovely about her. In many ways, she felt like the most unreplaceable person in this world. And she was stunning.

"You look really pretty." It escaped from y/n's lips by an accident.

"Aww, thank you." Victoria turned to look at her, "You too."

Y/n thought about it a while, "Don't think I am." She shook her head before turning back to the mirror.

"What?" Victoria sounded slightly surprised. At the end of the day, Y/n wasn't really good at taking compliments and she knew it herself.

"Just don't feel like I look even somewhat nice." Y/n shrugged her shoulders. It was probably the alcohol that was making her being so open about her self-image issues.

"Well listen.." Victoria took a step closer to her. "You'll never see yourself in the same way others see you and just because you think that doesn't mean it's right. I mean you don't have a say in who I think is beautiful" She smiled at her and y/n's eyes fell to her lips.

What came as a little surprise to y/n, Victoria lifted her hand to lightly touch her cheek and gently pushed her against the stall door.

"Can I kiss you?" Victoria lowly whispered, locking her eyes at Y/n's lips.

"I mean please," Y/n whispered back to her and leaned a little bit closer for her to gently press her lips against her own.

y/n could taste the liquor of Victoria's tongue and she probably could do the same off of hers but it didn't matter at that point when her red burning lips were dancing with hers.

After a while, Victoria pulled away. A blush rose to Y/n's face when she looked at her not wanting to let go of her.

Victoria reached her hand to take y/n's hand into her own and pulled y/n off from the stall door, "Come, Let's go get Pizza. I'm hungry and done with this nightclub anyways." She said flashing a smirk to Y/n.

"Okey." Y/n giggled as she followed Victoria out of the restroom still holding her hand.

[parkersbliss]

hey umm so can i request a sam wilson x f!reader fic/drabble where the reader is sarah wilson's friend and she has a mental breakdown then stays in sarah's house for a night, later on the midnight she sees sam's cap america speech and she stunned for a moment... in the morning when sam returns he sees reader, then they kind of sorts hugging each other and/or having casual talk that turns into a deep conversation? i'm sorry if this is long, i'm honestly having the same situation rn and i want some fic where sam comforts the reader 'cus i haven't find one:((

so sorry for the wait!! I hope you’re doing okay anon <3 you are loved

It was stupid. You felt like such an intrusion, but you didn’t know what else to do. It was all too much, and it wasn’t.

All it was a simple failed attempt to make dinner and everything just kind of… broke.

You find yourself at Sarah’s house, anxiously knocking at the door as you sniffle.

What if she didn’t answer? Or pushed you out? Or even just-

“(Y/N)? Honey, what happened?”

You shake your head, and Sarah understandably instantly opening her arms up for you. She hugs you tightly, letting you relax and let everything loose in her arms.

She doesn’t say anything, just shuts the door behind you and waits patiently. You still can’t even begin to explain your feelings.

Everything was wrong, but then, it wasn’t. There’s really no way to explain hopelessness, it just is.

Maybe it’s a trick of the mind, but it still hurts.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Sarah asked, setting her hands on your shoulders.

“No,” You reply, voice hoarse. “I don’t know how.”

“That’s alright,” she assures. “I’m going to get a blanket and pillows. You can stay here. There’s ice cream, the TV, anything. Just let me know.”

You thank Sarah, almost tearing up at her kindness. She had the biggest heart.

She returns with the fluffiest blanket she could find and pillows. She props them on the couch for you, giving you a soft smile.

“‘M okay,” you said, blinking harshly.

“You don’t have to be.”

“I know, but I’m okay for now. Thank you, Sarah. Really.”

“You know I’m always here for you, honey. No matter what.”

She hugs you tightly, pulling back and telling you to holler if you need her.

But you let her go to bed, she needs her sleep. Lord knows her boys take all her energy.

Sleep doesn’t come easy for you though, and you flip threw the TV channels aimlessly. There was really nothing good on at midnight. You flip past a channel, and immediately go back.

Was that?

It was.

Your lips part when you see Sam on screen, standing in a new suit.

“I’m a black man, carrying the stars and strips. What don’t I understand?” He asked. “Every time I pick this thing up, I know there are millions of people out there who are going To hate me for it. Even now, here. I feel it. The stares, the judgment, and there’s nothing I can do to change it. And I’m still here. No super serum. No blonde hair or blue eyes. The only power I have is that I believe we can do better.”

You stare at the screen, letting the words sink in. That was Sam Wilson up there. Sarah’s brother, your best friend.

“We can’t demand that people step up if we don’t meet them halfway. You control the banks. Shit, You can move borders. You can knock down a forest with an email. You could feed a million people With a phone call. But the question is, who was in the room with you when you’re making those decisions? Is it the people you’re going to impact? Or is it just more people like you?”

There’s silence as Sam look to a girl being carried away. “I mean, this girl died trying to stop you. And no one has stopped for one second to ask why. You’ve got to do better. Senator, you’ve got to step up because if you don’t, the next Karli will, and you don’t want to see 2.0. People believed in her cause so much that they helped her defy the strongest governments in the world. Why do you think that is? A few people have just as much power as an insane God or misguided teenager. The question you have to ask yourself is how are you going to use it?”

Sam steps down after that and you’re quiet. You switch the TV off, letting the darkness settle into the room. Your mind races as you recall his speech.

Sleep came easy after that.

…

The door unlocking wakes you.

Your limbs crack as you yawn, stretching in the morning sun.

“(Y/N)?”

Your head snaps to the door, thinking it was Sarah, when it was Sam.

“Sam!”

He drops his luggage, and you run up to him. You throw your arms around his neck, familiarizing yourself with the feeling of being in his arms. Sam hugs you back with just as much love.

“What are you doing here?” He asked, pulling back, his hands lingering on your arms.

“I don’t know,” you admit. “I just - I broke down and now I’m here.”

Sam’s eyes fill with concern as he sits next to you on the couch. He doesn’t ask if you want to talk about it.

“I saw your speech last night.”

“That was at like one a.m, sweetie.”

“I know,” you said. “I was still awake, but it was good. It was really good. You’re inspiring to many people, you know that?”

“Are you one of them?”

You smile, “Yeah, I am.”

“Talk to me.”

“About?”

“Anything. Just get it off your chest.”

“I think puppies are really cute. I want to get one of those really fluffy white ones.”

Sam lets you ramble, interjecting his thoughts every now and then. He agrees you should get a puppy.

He doesn’t like avocados. He doesn’t want to return to Germany anytime soon, and yes, he does miss Bucky, already.

“But does it ever feel… out of place? Do you ever feel out of place? Like there’s so much more out there, but you’re stuck here. And there’s nothing.”

“There’s always something, you just have to find it.”

“I know, I know there’s a reason for everything, but somedays… it’s like what’s the point? It’s all so overwhelming, and I don’t want to do anything, but not doing anything makes me feel worse.”

“Do what makes you happy, and screw everything else. If you want to eat ice cream and watch some medical drama all day, then do that. If you want to go to the gym, do that. Don’t carry a mountain you’re only meant to climb.”

You smile in the slightest, weighing Sam’s advice in your mind. You know he’s right. And though, a few words won’t fix everything, it fixes enough.

“Thank you.”

Sam nudges your shoulder, “I told you I’m good at this whole therapy thing.”

“Shut up,” You laugh.

He swings an arm around your shoulder, “Wanna go get ice cream?”

“I’ll race you.”

“It’s on.”

[monscastle]

"you're still eating out of y/n's hands you know."

he choked, the only thought in his mind being 'no wonder this tastes familiar.'

pairing ; lee felix x gn! reader

for ; @writearctic 's chronicles!!

genre ; angst & fluff

warnings ; mild cursing, smoking

words ; 1.6k

author's note ; not today! just enjoy and feel free to give feedback!! sorry for any mistakes!! 

"hey, let's go eat." chan smiled while pressing up against the other australian.

felix hummed, not really listening as he gripped the remote in his hands and flickered the buttons with his thumbs. "where?"

"uh, that one restaurant that's like, thirty minutes away from here-"

felix glanced a glare at chan before turning back to the screen of the tv. "any reason?"

"they have a special." chan then proceeded to put he flyer in front of felix's line of sight, making the younger grunt.

felix paused his game, sighing and glaring at his friend. "alright, fine. but you're paying." 

chan grinned, "fine by me. get dressed and look decent, don't pull a jisung." 

"...i'm right here." 

______

"hello! table for three?" the host asked as soon as they walked inside. 

chan nodded, following the host with his two friends. as soon as they sat down they were handed menu's. 

"would you like to order drinks right now or when you order your food?" 

felix scanned the options, not seeing the special that chan had mentioned. he was gonna question the older until said man asked the host about it. 

"uh, i saw that y'all have a special on a flyer…" 

"oh! yes we do! we got the word out this morning, that's why it's still not on the menu. the special lasts until next friday. would you like to order that?"

"do you guys want it?" chan turned to them. 

"what's the special?" jisung rose a brow. 

the host smiled, "fettuccine alfredo pasta." 

felix hummed, thinking about it. "yeah i'd like that."

"me too." 

chan nodded, turning to the host who took out a notepad and pen. although she wasn't a waiter, she could take down orders and hand them over to the cooks. 

"great. any drinks?" she asked while tapping her notepad with the tip of the pen.

jisung nodded, "peach tea for me." 

"i'll take lemonade." 

"sprite if you have that." 

she nodded and scribbled it down before repeating their order to make sure she didn't make any mistakes. once everything was confirmed and settled,  she excused herself to order their assigned waiter to fetch their drinks. 

jisung followed her trail until she opened the kitchen doors, noticing something- more like someone, for a split second. 

"well, while we wait, let's catch up." chan sighed while staring at his friends.

"on what?" jisung asked while turning to him. 

the older thought for a second before shrugging, "i don't know, what have you guys been up to lately?"

felix propped his elbow on the table,  resting his chin on his palm. "nothing, i'm enjoying my break to the fullest."

"by being locked up and playing video games?" chan rose a brow, obviously disappointed. 

"at least he's doing something, i've been sleeping most of the time." 

"he only gets up when he needs to pee or eat." felix chuckled. 

chan frowned, "that explains a lot…" 

"anyway, what about you? changbin-hyung told me someone had the hots for you and vice versa." 

the older sputtered, "th-that's not true. and maybe it's just a new friend." 

jisung and felix rose a brow, sharing a glance before sighing. they had the habit of being synchronized without wanting to, which many found scary and or amusing. 

"you're bad at lying, you know that?" jisung chuckled, glancing at the kitchen doors that opened as a waiter came out with a tray with drinks. he smirked at his confirmation,  it's been a while since he's been this entertained. 

chan blushed, avoiding eye contact. "i know…" 

felix laughed, jisung was known for reading others. changbin was known for it too, and it was always funny when someone got exposed or confronted. 

the waiter walked up to them, placing down their drinks. "your food is ready and i'll bring it right now, i'm sorry the sudden delay in your drinks, we had a minor...issue." 

"no it's fine! thank you!" chan smiled as he took his drink and sipped from it. 

jisung stared at the kitchen doors, once they were opened he tried to find the familiar face, and he smirked to himself when he saw it. he wasn't going to say anything yet, he liked waiting it out. 

"so, who is it?" felix jabbed at chan, wanting answers.

"i- you don't know him, he's not in your major." chan nibbled at the straw. 

"and? i still wanna know." 

"it's probably someone older than him, maybe by a year? let me guess, he's also studying music production? and you met him in the cafeteria." jisung smiled when chan choked. 

felix stared at his roomate in awe, "holy fuck." 

chan gasped, staring at jisung with wide eyes. "you scare me. you're hanging out with minho aren't you?" 

"sure." 

"what do you mean sure-" 

felix grinned, "so he's right?" 

"...yeah… i'm amazed you even guessed the gender…" chan pouted, gnawing at the straw again. 

"thank you, i try." jisung sipped from his drink as the waiter returned with their food. once the waiter left he spoke again, "what's his name?" 

"why are you asking?" 

"cus it's about time you had a love life." felix rolled his eyes,  "you barely get sleep, and now you have the hots for someone? you need to go out and live a little. " 

chan scoffed, the tips of his ears still red. "yeah, look who's talking. you're probably staying inside the dorms and not going out cus you're still upset about the y/n situation." 

jisung gaped, amazed chan could strike like that. "not wrong-" 

felix growled, "y/n has nothing to do with how i'm spending my break. we broke up, that's it. nothing more nothing less to it. no hard feelings." he frowned and stuffed his mouth with some pasta, the taste making him pause and ponder.

jisung stared at the young australian, "you're still eating out of y/n's hands you know." 

and he choked, the only thought in his mind being  'no wonder this tastes familiar.' 

chan gave felix's back a few pats, " jisung stop joking around." 

said male frowned, "i'm not. y/n's in the kitchen, pretty sure y/n is the one who cooked the food." 

felix heaved, "it...does taste familiar…

"and to think you were over y/n.." 

"i am!" 

"are not, but we'll talk about this later. chan, you never told me the guys name-" 

"yah! i'm not telling." 

________ 

"you're not going back with us?" jisung asked as they exited the restaurant.  

the fact y/n was one of the chefs was forgotten once they went back to chan's possible love life topic. felix didn't really think anything of it until they got up to leave. 

"no i wanna check out that store. i'll go back on the bus." felix waved them off. 

chan frowned, "sure, ok… call if you need anything." 

"will do." 

jisung rolled his eyes, following chan to the older's car for the ride home. felix walked inside the store that was across the restaurant they had eaten at, he looked around, heart racing. 

he saw a small penguin plushie, smiling at it's fluffiness once he grabbed it. he made sure he had money before going to the register, paying and walking out. just as he did, he glanced at the restaurant and saw you. 

you stood there, lighting up a cigarette. when you glanced at him, you froze, both of you did. 

felix gripped the bag in his hand. it's been a month since the two of you broke up, quite a small amount of time considering everything. 

the reason the two of you ended things was no mystery to eithers friend group. you had suddenly gotten distant, claiming to focus on exams, which wasn't a lie. felix grew upset with the absence of you, and whenever he tried to reach out, you sounded uninterested.  

and it wasn't that you weren't,  you were just going through things. felix took it the wrong way, and the tip of the iceberg was when he saw you all touchy with someone else at a party you had said you wouldn't attend. 

instead of facing you, he played fire with fire. 

"hi…" your voice was soft, and you stared across from you, not wanting to face him. 

"hi." felix now stood next to you, staring across the street as well. 

there was a silence, and felix then glanced at the puff of smoke you let out. he was questioning himself, maybe he should go and wait for the last bus. maybe he should have gone back home with his friends. maybe-

"i'm sorry." 

felix snapped his head towards you, staring at you like a lost puppy. you were still facing across the street, cigarette in hand. 

"i'm sorry i didn't face you like i should have. i'm sorry i didn't talk things through with you… i really have no justifications for anything i did. maybe i was just confused, we were both just trying to pass our classes..you were just trying to make our relationship work… and i...i… " 

"you gave up." felix finished your sentence, now staring at the bag in his hands. 

you finally turned to look at him, "no... i got bored of trying. i got bored of us. of you."

each word made felix stagger, and you took a second to grab his hand, holding it gently. he blushed, staring down at your hand on his. 

"but i didn't want to let go of you." 

he swallowed, "then why did you…" 

"that's…a good question." you let go of his hand, and he was quick to take it again. 

"i'm sorry too. i think...we lacked communication." 

you smiled a bit, taking the cigarette in your mouth again.  "obviously...”

felix squeezed you hand, “do you think...we could try again?”

“you don’t hate me?”

he shook his head, “we were both at fault, do you hate me?”

“no....”

“so...wanna start from zero?”

you sighed, the puff of smoke intoxicating his nostrils. you didn’t pick up on smoking until after the two of you broke up, “yeah...i’d like that.”

“me too...and...jisung said you cooked our food, that true?”

“felix, i have no idea who comes into the restaurant. i just do my job.” you laughed softly, shaking your head, “but i’m the only cook today, so yeah, i guess i did. you enjoy it?”

he nodded, “i always enjoyed your food, still do.”

you tugged at his hand, “want a ride home?”

“yeah...”

[niawritess]

The Lovestruck~Chapter 17

(1st January)

9:36 am

Standing in the garden, with your face cupped by his large slender hands while looking into his brown eyes eyes to see him smiling fondly.

And, slowly you felt him leaning closer to you making you nervous as his gaze flickered to your lips then back to your eyes and his face was inches away from yours.

Closing your eyes, you leaned into his touch and...

THUD!

"Ow!" You cried sitting up while rubbing your lower back before looking toward your bed to see your bestfriend snoring while her leg was on your side which you got kicked by. Grabbing the cushion, you threw it on her face and taking it, she hugged it tightly going back to sleep. Scoffing, you stood up before a sudden pain in your head hit you causing you whine.

Rubbing your temple, you frowned as you were in your room in your sleepwear, confused as how did you got home and why don't you remember anything.

All of a sudden, your mind went to the dream you just had. The fact that you had a dream of kissing someone made you embarrassed as you hid your face in your palms but at the same time perplex as you couldn't even see him but his eyes looked so familiar.

Shaking your head to get rid of these thoughts, you walked into the bathroom to wash up with the headache which was increasing by now. You made your way downstairs with your head at the verge of exploding before entering the kitchen to see your mom making something.

"Mum!" You called out rubbing your temple before sitting on the dining table. "My head is going to explode."

She placed a bowl of hangover soup infront of you and you looked at her confused before a smack was given on your back by her.

"Mum! It hurts!" You exclaimed rubbing your stinging back before looking at her confused. "Why did you hit me?"

"I told you to enjoy! Not to get drunk!"

You stared at her in disbelief. "Mum, you know I don't drink! I would never!"

"Yeah right! Last night, I was walking like a penguin to your room."

Your eyes went small thinking about it but nothing popped but a snicker left your lips as you imagined your mom walking like a penguin.

You heard a scoff. "You're laughing? You think this is funny? You should be thankful that your dad was asleep or you would have gotten in trouble."

"I swear, I just had softdrink that's it. I don't even remember anything and my head hurts." You dropped your head on the table then heard a sigh from her.

"I know you don't drink but you should have been careful, what if Ria wasn't with you?"

"I know mum, I'm sorry, i'll be careful now."

"Okay, have this soup, this will help your burning stomach while i'll make strong tea for your headache." She lightly slapped your head lightly and you nodded before drinking the soup.

"Morning, drunk penguin." You glared at your bestfriend as she sat across you.

"What happened last night? How did we got home? And why don't I remember anything? How did i got drunk? And what did I do?" You shoved her with questions and she chuckled.

"Breathe Y/n, Breathe."

"How can I? It's like I have got an amnesia."

"You accidentally drank a mixed drink." She started and you choked looking at her shook.

"Well, when I searched for you outside, you were already passed out in Baekhyun Sunbae's arms." She added spreading her arms in a dramatic way while winking and your jaw dropped.

"What!?"

Numerous thoughts were running in your mind as what did you do? How much have you embarrassed yourself infront of him and what would he be thinking about you now.

You were relieved that you had no classes today so you won't see him but then it hit you that you still have to go to Café and that's when you hit your head on the table again.

***

It was already the time and you were standing outside of the Café before your eyes spotted Baekhyun walking out of the kitchen with the apron and you just stood there admiring him as even in the apron, he looked handsome.

His eyes locked with yours making you flinch before he flashed a smile at you but it was more like a chuckle and you closed your eyes knowing you definitely had done something embarrassing.

Walking inside, you greeted them as usual before wearing your apron and started your daily routine. You kept squeezing your eyes as the headache didn't go even after drinking the tea.

Ria suggested to drink coffee but you were too stubborn to drink since you don't like it, but you were relieved since today there were less customers. Then, a small white cup was placed infront you filled with black tea and you looked at Baekhyun confused.

"Have this, it's good for headaches." He gestured to drink before taking the order from the customer and looked back to see you eyeing the cup weirdly.

"Don't worry, it's not poisoned."

You heard him chuckle and gave him a look. "It's not that, I just don't drink coffee."

"Think of it as a medicine."

Surprisingly, you gave in which was something new as you have always refused to drink, no matter how many times you were asked but somehow you couldn't refuse him.

Drinking it like a shot, you made a weird face as the bitter taste touched your taste bud and Baekhyun giggled seeing your expression.

"It taste so..." You couldn't even complete your sentence as you coughed out shaking your head while looking for something sweet to replace the bitter taste.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" He questioned after the customer took his order and you shook your head.

"Don't ever get drunk again." He spoke firmly. "Especially alone. Do you know how cu- I mean dangerous it is."

You blinked before nodding. "Of course, after this headache, never."

He mentally face palmed at your innocence as you couldn't get the hint while he couldn't just tell you directly that how cute you looked and he didn't want any other guy to see like that.

That's when something hit him. "Who's Siwon?"

"Siwon?"

"You kept calling this name and crying." He stated with a serious tone and you frowned thinking before your eyes widened in realization.

"Oh! Siwon, he's an actor in drama."

"Actor?" He muttered wondering that he had trouble sleeping last night because of an actor? Just what has happened to him?

"Wait," You spoke snapping him out. "What did I do last night?"

"Nothing much."

"You're lying. I'm sure, I have done something."

He nodded. "You did."

"What?"

He leaned down to your face making your heart beat quicken. "You said you called a shopkeeper by your mom."

You jaw dropped and he leaned away laughing and you hid your face in your palms embarrassed before something hit you as you brought your hands down. "Just that, right?"

"Ah, that he called-"

"Okay! Stop!" You exclaimed panicking which made him laugh and you playfully glared at him. "Was there someone else?"

"No, it was just me."

You sighed in relief then looked at him giving him a sweet smile. "Can't you forget about it?"

He imitated your experience. "Someone has to remember it."

You narrowed your eyes. "You're gonna tease me for it."

He giggled. "You know me well."

You huffed but at the same time thankful that he was there with you because he's the only guy you trust and you had this belief that you would be safe with him.

"Oh? You have something in your hair."

"Me?" He ruffled his hair and you stared at him as he was giving the vibe of a model but instantly snapped out.

What's wrong with me lately? I have been staring him a lot and I need to stop this.

"Is it still there?" He asked shaking his head and his hair bounced making you giggle as he looked like a baby.

"What? Why are you laughing?"

"Nothing, but it's still there."

"Then, help me." He suddenly bend his head to your level and you blinked before brushing your fingers through his black hair.

His hair felt so silky and his strawberry scent hit your nostrils. You were just touching his hair but why was your pounding so much? You wondered before backing away, afraid he would hear it.

"It's gone."

You thought he'll back away but instead he turned his head towards you and your breath hitched before your eyes widened seeing his eyes which felt awfully familiar.

Did you had a dream about Baekhyun? Were you going to kiss him in the dream?

"Y/n? You're face is red? Are you alright?" He asked reaching out and you instantly nodded backing away which Baekhyun found weird.

The sound of jingling bell made you turned towards the door as an old man walked inside. He instantly smiled at Baekhyun and he returned it back before taking his order.

"You're handsome, young man." He commented and Baekhyun just gave a shy grin while you stood there awkwardly making his drink.

"Are you dating someone?" He asked and you almost laughed out as even the old man is asking him out.

"I have a granddaughter and I think you'll look good together." He chuckled and you looked at him weirdly as he was just trying to set him up with his granddaughter.

Baekhyun let out a chuckle. "Ah, thank you, but I have a girlfriend."

You and the old man look at him shook. You felt a knot in your stomach hearing that, since when? Who? How? You questioned yourself and felt anxious, God knows why?

"Oh, this pretty girl?" The old man gestured your towards you and you blushed at his compliment before attempting to deny.

"Yes, she is." Baekhyun tilted his head towards you smiling fondly and you looked back at him stunned.

"Oh! My bad, you are lucky." The old man smiled at you genuinely as you gave him his drink before walking out.

"What was that?" You asked with a soft tone and confused as why aren't you furious about this.

"Oh, he would have set me up with his granddaughter and I didn't wanted to be rude to an old man, so I'm sorry for dragging you."

"It's okay."

He eyed your uneasy expression. "How about this, since I helped you last night so i'll take this as a thank you."

You bit your lip thinking and your cheeks puffed out which made him wanted to pinch it but he held himself back.

"Okay." You smiled and he took you by surprise as he softly poke your cheek before walking in the kitchen leaving you flustered.

***

8:43 pm

"Gimme the car keys." Ria held out her hand as you both reached the parking lot after shopping at the mall.

As soon as reached home, you got a call from her saying she has to shop and without even letting you protest, she dragged you along with her and now you are here.

"Nope, I'm gonna drive." You walked towards her car, before stopping at the driver's seat but Ria blocked you.

"Y/n, your driving sucks, so gimme the car keys as I drove us here, and i'll drive us back home." She put her hands on her waist giving you a stern look.

"Oh please! Just lemme drive! How will I learn, if I don't practice!" You whined and she rolled her eyes.

"Y/n! I'm tired already, let's just get done with this!" She whined back.

"That's why I'm saying, let me drive and you can rest till we reach home."

"You want me to rest in hell." She snapped and you scoffed. "Oh please, my driving is not that bad huh!"

"Yeah right." She rolled her eyes, before going towards the passenger's seat and sat in.

You also sat in, before buckling your seat belt after several attempts and started driving. As you safely drove out of the parking lot, you cheered happily and looked at Ria, who had a fearful expression, which made you roll your eyes.

While driving for ten minutes safely, you felt Ria getting relax on her seat which made you smile. As you both were chitchattering, a strong light hit your face causing you squint your eyes and saw a truck was coming straight with a speed of light.

"Ria!" You panicked, sparing a glance at her, who's expressions were same as yours.

"Y/n, don't panick, turn to the other side!"

The truck approached, but before your car could collide with it, you turned your steering wheel to the left with a force and your car hit the tree, causing both of you jump forward, a sudden pain increased in your head as you lifted it to see Ria unconcious there.

"Ria!" You shook her but there was not amy movement from her, your body was shaking internally as you saw your bestfriend in this state.

You took a deep breath, before you pulled out your phone from your bag but because of your trembling hands, it slipped and you bit your lower lip, preventing yourself from crying.

You picked the phone and with your shaking fingers, you dialed the emergency number, soon the ambulance arrived and took you both to the hospital.

As you reached there, they took Ria in an emergency room, while you were standing outside with a rapid heartbeat and trembling body, hands clasped together as you were praying for her safety. In this state, someone came into your mind and you quickly dialed the number.

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9:43 pm

Baekhyun and Chanyeol were walking down the hallway of the hospital, a concern formed on their face. After hearing your shaking voice over the phone call, Baekhyun didn't waste any time and quickly came with Chanyeol.

Soon, they spotted you leaning against the wall with your head hung low and closed eyes.

"Y/n?"

You opened your eyes, as soon as you heard Baekhyun's voice and looked at him, who was gazing at you with worried eyes. The frightening feeling you had inside until now, was fading away and a relief was replacing there.

"Y/n, are you alright?" Baekhyun held you by your shoulders, scanning you from head to toe and you managed to give a nod.

"What happened?" Chanyeol asked, looking at the emergency room door before glancing back at you.

Just as you were about to answer him, a doctor walked out and you all three looked at him with a questioned face.

"Dr, Is she okay?" Chanyeol asked, and you could feel the uneasiness in his tone.

Doctor let out a sigh. "We don't see any danger right now, but she had an internal bleeding and for that, we have to do some tests, so after checking reports, we'll let you know everything, for now we've given her a doze and we'll check when she's awake."

"Thank you, doc." Chanyeol's tone was a relieved one and the doctor smiled before patting his shoulder and walked away.

"Who is the guardian of the patient?" A nurse approached, looking at the three of you before Baekhyun and Chanyeol both glanced at you, who had a blank face spacing out.

"Y/n?" Baekhyun called out, snapping you out and you quickly hummed as your eyes met his gaze.

"Have you called Ria's parents or yours?" He asked, then it hit you and you shook your head. Your mind wasn't working, since the accident has happend, how Baekhyun crossed your mind that time, you don't know but you just called him.

Seeing your lost state, Baekhyun didn't ask anything and just gave a nod before looking at Chanyeol as he asked him to call Ria and your families, nodding Chanyeol went out. Baekhyun asked the nurse to wait for few minutes, and as the nurse walked away, he turned to see you but you were nowhere.

He looked here and there, but not seeing you anywhere, an anxious feeling was rising into him before he looked everywhere while only one place was remaining. He reached there and let out a sigh of relief as he saw you standing there at the backyard of the hospital.

"What are you doing here? I was looking-". He abruptly stopped in the midst when he saw your teary wide eyes looking up at him.

"Y/n, wha-". He couldn't even finish his sentence as you burst out crying and he immediately rushed towards you with a shocked face.

"I-." A hiccup left your lips as you sobbed, and kept crying as you brought your trembling hands to your face.

Baekhyun didn't said a word because he knows, it won't make you stop crying, so he wrapped his arm around you and his other hand was on your back of the head, stroking it slowly while your face was on his chest, with your hands covering it.

His hold was tight, not too tight which make you hard to breath but a firm hold, making you feel safe. After letting it all out, you realised your position and immediately pulled away with a sniff.

He didn't really care about the position, but looked at your red nose and cheeks with a concernd face. You wiped your tears and with a deep breathe, you managed to speak.

"It's all my fault,." You started, tears filling in your eyes again and Baekhyun frowned.

"It's because of me! I should've been laying there! I should've listened to her! I shouldn't have been stubborn!" You cried, tears rolling down your cheeks.

"Hey, listen-." Baekhyun tried to speak but you interrupted him whilst shaking your head.

"I shouldn't have drove. What if something happens to her?" You cried harder and his eyes soften, he couldn't see you like this.

You took a deep breathe. "I-".

"Shush." He placed his intex finger on your lips to shut you up as your bloodshot eyes met his soften one. "Not a word now."

You sniffed before he made you sit on the stairs and kneel down infront of you. He held your trembling hands which were resting on your lap, and made you looked up at him.

"Now listen to me. Nothing's gonna happen to her, she'll be fine and it's not your fault. It was an accident, you didn't do it intentionally, it was meant to happen and it did, so don't blame yourself." He spoke, giving you a assuring smile.

"Y/n, you're one of the most positive person I've ever met, you've always helped the people around you with your positive mind and right now, you need that positiveness that everything is gonna be fine, so let go of negative thoughts and think about only good things, hm?" He smiled warmly wiping your tears and you slowly nodded.

"Are we okay now?" He raised his eyebrows and you nodded again innocently. He stared at your red nose and cheeks and couldn't help but find you adorable even when crying.

Oh God. Something is definitely wrong with him, even in this situation he is thinking about these things.

"So, shall we go inside?" He asked, and you muttered a 'yes', before standing up slowly but Baekhyun was still sitting in that position, making you frown.

"What's wrong?"

"I think my legs fell asleep."

You looked at him in surprise but it turned into a smile and you couldn't help but chuckle at him. Baekhyun looked up at you cutely, his lips forming into a pout before his corner of lips turned up.

"Atleast, you smiled." He chuckled and you bit your lip before extending your hands at him. He grabbed it and slowly stood up with a groan and you stopped yourself from laughing.

He gave you a look before his brows crashed together. "Hold on, what's this?"

You looked at him in confusion but then winced in pain as he touched the place above your eyebrow which was covered by your bangs.

"Y/n, it's a wound, did you get hurt?" He looked at you worringly and you shook your head. "I don't remember."

He gave you a disbelief look. "Seriously? Didn't it hurt?"

"Not really."

"You're impossible, you got hurt but forgot about it, who does that! Come on, let's get this treated." He held your wrist gently, leading you inside and you smiled at his nagging which had concern hidden.

Baekhyun asked a nurse to treat your wound, as soon you went inside and after that you both walked down the hallway to Ria's room. Reaching there you spotted both your and Ria's family seated there.

"Y/n!" Your mom gave you a tight hug as you approached them while your dad patted your head.

"Are you okay?" She leaned away and saw your treated wound with concerned look and you gave a nod assuring her.

"I'm sorry, Aunty. " You stood infront of Ria's mom and she shook her head before giving you a hug.

Soon the doctor came and informed, that reports are normal and there's nothing to worry about. Relief was showing on everyone's face, you sighed in relief and your eyes immediately found Baekhyun's face, who was already looking at you with a warm smile.

It's has been one hour and Ria was shifted in a VIP room before doctor requested to let her rest and everyone decided to leave.

"Y/n, let's go home now." You dad said, and you shook your head. "No, I want to be here."

"Y/n, you also need rest and I know you don't like being in a hospital." You mom intruded and you gave her a look.

"Mum, you know that I won't be able to rest like this."

"Your mom is right, you should go home, we'll stay here." Ria's dad said.

"I will worry more if I go home, so you all should go home and I want to stay here, please." You gave them a pleading look and they gave in.

Everyone went home except you and Baekhyun, who decided to stay here with you, even after you told him not to but he insisted. Baekhyun walked out with Chanyeol, they had a talk about the accident and asked him about the truck driver. Chanyeol informed him, that the truck driver had minor injuries but he's alright.

Apparently the truck driver got sleepy while driving and his carelessness cause the accident, he wanted to apologise but since now is not the right time, he would do it later.

You were sitting on the couch in the room while watching Ria sleeping and feeling guilty until your phone buzzed which you checked it to see it was from Jaehyun.

Answering it, you pressed it on your ear. [Hm]

[Hey, potato. You're okay? How's Ria? I heard from mom]

You sighed. [I'm fine but Ria isn't and I am here with her]

[Listen to me, Ria is fine now, I heard from dad. So don't overthink about this, you get me?]

You slightly chuckled. [I have already got lectured about this]

He chuckled back.[Really? Who else could do this other than me? Is it Baekhyun?]

You didn't said anything which made him chuckle again. [I was right. He has done his part]

[Shut up]

[Okay, I have to go but you take care and I will call again, okay]

Giving him a hum, he hang up and you sighed closing your eyes as you leaned back against the couch.

On the other hand, Baekhyun went inside to tell you, only to see you dozing off on the couch, with your head leaning back against the headrest. Taking off his jacket, he wrapped it around you before placing himself next to you.

He put your head on his shoulder gently, and as he felt your body relaxing, he leaned his head back against the wall before his mind crossed the scene which happened earlier.

When he heard your shaky voice on the phone, his heart dropped and the thought of you being injured made him scared until he saw you standing fine there and that's when he realized, the concerned he had for you wasn't for a friend but it was something more and as if his senses worked and realized the reason was love.

He was in love with you.

The realization hit him hard as his eyes fluttered opened blinking several times in shock with his heart pounding against his chest before looking at you and a chuckle left his lips as he looked down. Yes, all this time, where he was frustrated about the unknown feelings were nothing but signs of love and he felt so dumb realising it this late but at the same time, he was so glad, because it's you.

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Here we go! Finally the moment of realization, sorry for the long wait😂😂anyway hope you enjoy the chapter! ♡

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Faking It

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Request: Ik you're busy working on sex pollen right now but when you could could you do one where the reader has never orgasmed with any of their SO and when they start having sex/dating peter they dont want to make him feel bad so they just fake it? And somehow peter finds out the truth and he just turns super dom and makes her cum like....a lot? Thanks! I love your writing so much!

A/N: I fell in love with this request the second I saw it omgggg, it's so goooood. Thank you to the anon who requested this, I hope I did it justice lol. I also wasn't planning to write whole ass fics for the requests and make them more like blurbs or something, but some of your guy's ideas are so good I couldn't help myself.

Warning: Smuttttt, Oral (fem recieving), language, Peter and the reader are both 18

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Peter had really just been passing through when he overheard the conversation that made his stomach twist with shame and embarrassment.

It had to be around midnight when Peter just finished patrolling Queens and he decided to stop by his girlfriend's apartment for a few minutes.

Your window was open, and just as Peter was about to crawl through was when he heard it.

You were facetiming MJ while laying on your bed, and the two of you seemed to be in deep conversation, when he heard her say, "So you've been faking it this whole time?"

Peter stopped, interest piqued to find out what exactly you had been faking.

You groaned and tugged on your hair. "Yes."

"Is he that bad or is there another reason?" MJ asked mindlessly while she worked on her homework.

"No he's good, it's me. I just- I have a hard time.. y'know..-"

"Orgasming?"

You groaned again. "I hate this conversation."

MJ put her hands up in surrender. "Hey, you were the one that wanted to have this sex talk."

You rolled your eyes. "Anyway, I think I'm just scared I won't be able to and then he'll be all embarrassed and then I'll be embarrassed, so I... fake it. And it wouldn't be the first time either, I did the same with Ian and Devin."

"And Peter has no idea?" MJ asked, looking up from her homework.

"Well I hate to brag but by the time I started dating Peter I got very good at faking it." You said pathetically.

"(Y/N) that is the saddest thing I've ever heard, don't worry you're not bragging." She responded sarcastically.

"Yeah, I know. What do you think I should do? I just feel so guilty."

MJ shrugged her shoulders. "Don't know man. Just talk to him I guess, how long can you go pretending anyway."

You shook your head. "Yeah... I'm just- I'm gonna go to bed now, I'll talk to you tomorrow."

"See ya." MJ said before ending the call.

Peter backed away from your window, but lingered on the wall as everything you and MJ said sunk in.

And Peter didn't know how to feel anything other than embarrassed and betrayed.

You faked it,

Every. Single. Time.

And Peter began replaying every time the two of you had sex.

The first time you two were together, to when you had done it in the janitors closet, to when you told each other that you loved each other, to even just last night.

How had he never noticed before.

Peter punched the wall in frustration, before swinging back to his own apartment.

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"Hey Peter." You greeted your boyfriend the next morning at school, after arriving at his locker.

Upon hearing and seeing you Peter immediately remembered the anger he felt last night, so with gritted teeth and a clenched jaw responded with a simple, "Hey."

You furrowed your eyebrows at his tone but ignored it anyway. "So are we still hanging out later."

"Sure." He said without looking at you.

"Oookay?" You said confused by his attitude. "I'll talk to you at lunch then." You said, backing away before heading to your own class.

The rest of the day had gone by in a similar fashion. Peter was very off and you couldn't figure out why, except for that it had to be something with you because he was only acting coldly towards you.

The walk to his place with him after school was quiet and tense, and it was setting you on edge.

You tried to fill the silence with idle conversation but when his responses came off as less than interested, you finally gave up all together. And even when you reached his apartment, the two of you went straight to the bedroom silently save for the greetings to Aunt May.

The second Peter stepped into the bedroom he threw his bag down next to his desk and immediately pulled his homework out, and started on it even though it was a Friday, further proving to you that he was ignoring you.

Meanwhile, you on the other hand, decided to sit on his bed without a word.

You pulled out your phone and occupied your time with the device. 

And that was how the night slowly progressed. You shooting glances at him, while Peter pretended not to notice as he continued his homework.

It wasn't until May popped in to tell you two that she was going out for a few hours with her friends that you finally said something.

"...Peter?" You asked quietly, and all you recieved was a hum in response. "Are you mad?"

Peter continued writing, "No." He said simply but with a bite that told you he was definitely angry.

"Did I do something?"

"No." He said again, jaw clenching.

"If you don't tell me, I can't fix it."

Peter stopped writing and began tapping his pencil against his paper, trying to figure out what to say. "...You've been faking it." He said as if the words burned his tongue, gaze fixed on the textbook in front of him.

You sat up on your knees, jaw dropped and eyebrows furrowed. "H-how-?"

"I went to stop by your place last night-"

"Y-you heard." You stuttered out in a small voice, shame seeping into your conscious.

"Yeah I heard." He said bitterly. "Did you really fake it every time?" He finally looked at you.

You gaped at him, torn between telling the truth and lying but the look he gave you told you it would be wisest to tell the truth. "...I did."

The pencil in his hand snapped.

"P-Peter I'm so sorry, I was just so embarrassed-"

"Oh you're embarrassed?" He asked sarcastically. "Imagine how I feel knowing that everytime I slept with my girlfriend I've never been able to make her cum."

"No! Peter it's really not your fault. The last two guys I dated were never able to make me cum either."

"Great, now I'm like those two assholes." He muttered, standing up.

You shot up off the bed, stepping closer to Peter. You placed your hands on his cheeks so he would give you his undivided attention. "Listen to me Peter." You said sternly. "I love you so much and I am sorry I never told you. You are so amazing in every way and if I'm being completely honest...I've never been able to make myself cum eith-"

You were roughly cut off by Peter's lips crashing against yours. Your hands fell to his chest, while one of his gripped your jaw firmly and the other tightly held your hip. "Stop talking." He muttered, his lips going to your neck.

"W-what?" You asked breathlessly.

"I said stop talking." He repeated more firmly this time. He picked you up and tossed you onto the bed, raising a hand to shoot a web at the door to keep it locked in case May came back early.

Peter moved on top of you now, leaning back. "This is how it's gonna go, I'm gonna do whatever it takes to make you cu-"

"But Pete-"

"I'm speaking now." 

"S-sorry." You said, biting your lip.

"I'm going to make you cum alright?" He said pulling off his sweater, "And you're going to communicate with me this time to make sure- take off your shirt." You did as he said, taking your bra off too. "To make sure you do cum, and you're not going to fake it okay?"

You nodded profusely.

"Good. Now, you can talk." He said as his hands began undoing your jeans.

"..What if I can't though." You whimpered.

"That's why you're going to talk to me, princess." Peter said gently, voice losing its roughness at seeing how worried you were. He pulled your jeans off your legs. "You're going to tell me exactly what you need, and I'm going to re-learn everything about your body." Peter pulled off your panties next, leaving you completely naked. "...Grab the headboard for a second." He said, an idea coming to mind.

You cocked an eyebrow but did as he said anyway and jumped in surprise when he webbed your hands together. 

You turned your head, looking at your hands, before looking back to Peter with a confused expression.

"I want the only thing you focus on to be on what I'm doing." He said, moving down your body so he was situated between your thighs.

He pulled your legs over his shoulders and you struggled to look down at him because of your bound hands. Without warning Peter flattened his tongue going from the bottom of your slit to the top, making you throw your head back into the pillow with a moan. 

He did the same thing again only this time his lips latched onto your clit.

"Ahh~ fuck." You hissed.

His mouth worked against you until you were a whimpering mess, your hips beginning to grind against his face desperately, making him bring an arm up to pin you to the bed.

He knew you needed more but he wanted to hear it from you first so he pulled away and muttered. "Start talking princess." Before latching his lips back onto your clit.

"Y-your fingers." You stuttered. 

He hummed against you, the vibration sending a wave of pleasure down your spine. Peter brought his free hand to your pussy and slid a finger in easily due to how wet you were.

His tongue worked your clit as he started thrusting and curling a finger into you.

And it felt good, it always felt so good. Which was why it was so goddamn frustrating to feel so much pleasure that went no where, built up to nothing. 

But tonight you were as determined to cum as Peter was at making you.

"M-more~" You gasped out. Peter complied sliding a second finger in, his ministrations speeding up and using more force. "Peter~" You moaned. "Don't stop~ f-fuck."

The two of you sat there for god knows how long and Peter was finally starting to understand why you would fake it.

He pulled away, fingers still thrusting into you. "C'mon pretty girl, tell me what you need." You just looked so desperate to cum. Mouth gaping open as you whined and begged, your hips trying to move with him if not for the arm pinning you down, and it was driving Peter crazy. He was so hellbent on getting you to cum that he hadn't even registered how painfully hard he was, his own hips beginning to grind into the mattress for a sense of relief.

"I-I don't know." The words coming out as a frustrated sob, making Peter's heart clench.

That was when he got an idea.

Peter had always been aware of how gentle or rough he was with you, because if he didn't he could seriously hurt you due to his super strength.

But right now he realized that maybe that was just what you needed.

So with new intent, Peter slid a third finger in and started thrusting them into you, curling them to hit your g-spot perfectly. Mouth reattaching to your pussy again, he stimulated you with more force and strength behind every movement than he had ever used before.

And your reaction was immediate.

You practically screamed in pleasure. Body shaking almost violently, as your legs were wrapped tightly behind his back.

Your mind had gone fuzzy, never having felt this much pleasure before. And it was seriously fucking you up. 

An unfamiliar knot started forming making you more and more desperate for Peter. And just as you felt you were about to fall over the edge for the first time.

Peter stopped, removing his fingers and mouth.

Your eyes shot wide open. "P-Peter." You sobbed. "Why'd you s-stop." 

Peter crawled up your body, thumb wiping away the tears you didn't realize had fallen. 

He kissed your lips before saying. "Couple of reasons. First, that's what you get for not telling me about this sooner, and second, I realized that I want to be in you the first time you cum." 

You whimpered as he backed away so he could undo his pants. Your eyes raked up and down his lean muscular body, your fingers starting to itch with wanting to touch him.

"Can you dissolve the webs?" You asked.

He paused, looking at you for a second. "..No."

Your eyebrows furrowed. "B-but Peter-" You whined.

"No. I kinda like you like this, and I have a feeling you're going to need to hold onto the headboard because of how hard I'm gonna fuck you."

Your cheeks burned, he was never usually this forward. "Peter!" You spluttered.

He ignored you while he finished undressing himself, getting up to grab a condom before easily finding his spot on top of you again once he finished putting it on. He pressed his lips against yours again in an intoxicating kiss, while he gripped his cock to line up with your entrance and slowly pushed in, making the two of you moan into the kiss.

He pulled back slightly. "I'm not going to go easy on you." He said breathily, lips grazing yours as he spoke. "Think you can handle it?"

"Mhmm," you hummed.

"Good." He said, sitting up as a hand went to your leg to hike your thigh onto his hip, while his other hand started gripping the top of his headboard.

He admired the way you looked with your hands bound as you stared up at him wide eyed. 

And without any warning he pulled back and snapped his hips roughly into you. You arched your back as a moan passed through your lips.

Peter kept a fast and rough pace, fucking into you hard. And he had found himself enjoying it much more than he thought he would, not having to hold back and be mindful of his powers.

You had been clearly enjoying yourself too. Your head tossed back in ecstasy while you moaned and whined incoherently, forgetting how to form words. You couldn't think at all, only being able to feel Peter.

The relief you felt when that unfamiliar knot started to form, letting you know that Peter may actually get you to cum, was amazing.

"P-Peter I think I'm gonna-" you cut yourself off with a moan.

"Y-yeah?" He grunted out, picking up more speed. "Then do it pretty girl. Cum." His hand that was on your thigh trailed down to your clit and he started rubbing it in rough circles. 

The extra stimulation was what tipped you over.

You came with a loud scream of Peter's name on your lips. And you came hard. The pleasure feeling so unreal that you couldn't believe you had gone this long without ever experiencing it. Your vision turned almost black, seeing stars. 

You had cum so hard you hadn't even realized Peter came too, until after you came down from the high.

You were panting, absolutely breathless, feeling Peter's weight on you as he was slumped against you now.

Your body was shaking, and you muttered out. "Holy shit."

You could feel Peter's smile against your shoulder. He pulled out, making you jump at the feeling and he rolled off of you, panting just as hard while the two of you stared at the bottom of the top bunk.

"You're amazing." You muttered again.

Peter laughed, grin widening. "And to think you could've been cumming this whole time if you just told me."

You rolled your eyes. "Yeah I know... I was just embarrassed."

"Don't be."

You hummed. "Can I stay the rest of the night?"

" 'course. I prefer you stay anyway."

"So.. can you dissolve the webs now?"

Peter turned his head to look at you, making you turn to look at him too. He raised an eyebrow. "You didn't think we were actually done, did you?"

You looked at him confused, "W-what?"

His hand ran down to your pussy again, finding your clit, making you jump. "I plan on making up for every time you faked it, by the end of the night."

"B-but what about May? She'll be back soon."

Peter glanced at the time, seeing that it was only 9. "Aunt May goes out with her friends once a month and she never has gotten home before 1 or 2 in the morning. We have time."

You stared at the glint in Peter's eyes, and knew you were utterly screwed. "Oh fuck."

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His Favorite Student

Professor!Duncan Shepherd X Reader one shot

Summary: you are one of Duncan's best students. You are never late, never miss a class, nor flirts and asks for help. What happens when he asks you to stay after class.

Warning: Smut, Oral(female and male receiving) fingering vaginal, Spanking, Age difference (reader is 23 and Duncan is like 36) Sir kink , Praise kink, public sex.

Y/n P.O.V

"World War II was also called the Second World War, conflict that involved virtually every part of the world during the years 1939–45" Professor Shepherd finished after writing down the questions on the board. I've been studying in his class for 3 months and aced an A in his class not missing a lesson in his class. Especially if I get sick I pack myself Theraflu and Tylenol. Most of the girls in my class are always wearing trampy ass clothes such as short skirts, crop tops and don't get me started on how they "accidentally" drop a pen or a pencil and bend over in front of the Professor's desk while he's doing work showing off their pretty pink thongs. 

Ugh, I just want to jump over my desk and kick them square in the face-

"Ms. (Y/l/n)" Professor called out. "What was the cause of World War II?" He asked. I didn't need to look in my book or ask a partner.

"World War II began in Europe on September 1, 1939, when Germany invaded Poland." He grinned pointing at me saying "Right you are" and writes it on the board. I couldn't help the smirk coming up on my face. I can't help it, I love being right and I never gotten an answer wrong in my life.

"Alright another question, Who were the leaders during World War II?" Regina, dressed in a short pink dress showing too much cleavage with brown hair rose her hand up being all flirty and shit. "Ms Smith, go ahead".

"United Kingdom, Soviet Union, France, and uhh the United States yeah." God her fucking voice is more annoying than nails on a chalk board. Plus she got it totally wrong. Almost.

"And their names and you're missing three countries" he almost sounded annoyed at her answer. Again, can I kick her?

"What the hell, that is so totally right. I've been studying every night how can I get it wrong!" She exclaimed.

"The Allied powers were led by Winston Churchill of UK, Joseph Stalin of the Soviet Union, Charles de Gaulle of France, and Franklin D. Roosevelt and Harry S. Truman of the US. The Axis powers were led by Adolf Hitler of Germany, Benito Mussolini of Italy, and Hideki Tojo of Japan." I answered.

"And Regina if you weren't studying what's the Professor's pelvic area and trying to get his attention by dressing like a Barbie doll whore you might get the answers right next time". All was heard from the class was "burn" and "damn girl". Professor Shepherd had to quiet down the class and dismissed us having Regina cry while leaving the class. 

As I was about to leave Professor Shepherd stopped me.

"Ms (y/l/n), a word." Fuck me. I've never been in trouble with him but I guess when I called Regina a Barbie doll whore then yeah I guess  going to get a lecture. He gestures me to have a seat and him facing me leaning on his desk.

"So Ms (y/l/n), why do you think it was okay to call Ms Smith a Barbie doll whore" he scowled.

"I'm sorry Professor, she really pissed me off, she doesn't care about this class none of these sluts do. Dressing in their pastel short dress, bright makeup and when they bend over showing their fucking thongs right in front of you're goddamn face" I ranted. His expression softened. He leaned in front of me with his hands on the chair handles.

"Are you jealous?"

"No, I'm just here to learn and not worry about sex or partying like everyone else does" I snapped. He leans back smirking on my answer. 

"I knew there was something about you that I liked. You're self assured, ambitious and intelligent beautiful creature" he complimented. I got up from the chair. Am I dreaming or what because he never complimented me like that.

"Umm, Professor-" he cuts me off with a kiss, grabbing my hips. 

"Please, call me Duncan (y/n)" he breathed. Without thinking for a second I began pulling him for another kiss. This kiss was very needy and passionate. Damn I've always thought Duncan was attractive but never thought of him as a good kisser. I know this feels very very wrong and I'm going against everything I wouldn't do but fuck I want this, I need this, I need him.

I grabbed him by the collar of his black button up, turning around to push him on the chair. I waited for him to take his trousers down but it is almost like he wants me to do it. 

"I'm nothing like the other whores, take off your own damn pants" he was taken aback by my words but managed to unbuckle his belt pulling down his black slacks along with his briefs. My eyes widened at his size and girth. I looked up at him and smirks at my reaction.

"Can you handle it little one"

"You've underestimate me sir" As I got down on my knees wrapping my delicate fingers around his shaft as I jerked it with my hands a little then I take just the tip in my mouth slowly swirling my tongue like a lollipop and taking him fully and stroking him. Hearing him groan just encourage me to go all the way.

I hold the base of his penis with one hand, and play with his balls with the other.

"Fuck, you're really good at this " he complemented and I just winked at him making my movements faster with him grabbing a hold of my hair out of my face so he can have a good look at me. I swirled my tongue as I used the exact amount of suction to drive him insane. He moaned and moaned. Every moan I got out of him was a trophy, only driving me onward. 

Summoning every bit of self-restraint he had, he bade me to stop. "Come up here my pet." he beckoned over to his desk. Without asking I pushed the papers to the floor. I looked behind me and he's still sitting in his chair.

"Now, look at the mess you've made. I'm afraid I'm gonna punish you my dear. Now be a good girl like you've always have in my class and take off those jeans.

"Yes, sir" I replied. I start to unbuckle my jeans, pulling them down slowly to tease him. He knew what I was doing and he wasn't liking it. 

Finally getting the jeans off along with my panties ,pushing them aside with my foot. When I was about to unbutton my blouse Duncan jumped out of his seat as he pushed my hands away and ripping it open to reveal my Victoria's Secret bra. Luckily you can unclip it from the front so he won't have to rip it off so he won't buy me a new one. He takes the bra off me tossing it with my pants and shoes. His hands start to stroke your sides and my fingers slip under your hip bones. I raise my hips to meet his but stopping just short.

"Tsk tsk tsk baby" he said, turning me around as I placed my hands on his desk.

" Now, you are going to count whenever I spank your pretty smart ass and when I do spank you will also say sir" he growled in my ear and I nodded with a whimper.

"*Spank* 1, sir." I whimpered

"*Spank* 2, sir."

"*Spank* 3 sir" I moaned.

"*Spank* 4 sir".

"*Spank* ahh oh fuck, 5 sir please. I need you sir so badly" I moaned. I looked behind me and he gets down on his knees and he starts to devour my pussy with his tongue and mouth from behind as I gripped his desk for leverage.  No man has ever done this with me. All of them didn't know how to please me and Duncan Shepherd, my history professor is having me bend at his desk devouring my pussy like it's water. He starts to lick me up like an ice cream cone and starts pumping a finger inside me. 

"Ever Since you've walked into my class, you're all I've been thinking about" then adds his second finger, curling them as he hits my g-spot. I knew I was ready to cum. I wanted to cum so badly and he knew that. Duncan takes his fingers out of me as he stands up and gives my ass one more slap. 

"Are you ready for me baby" he said, stroking his cock. 

"Yes sir, please fuck me" I gasped as

he plunged his cock hard inside me.  I rose up on my elbows and pushed back against him as I felt his hips slapping rhythmically against my ass.  Duncan grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back against him with every thrust. I looked back at him as we watched each other’s pleasure grow.  His cock was even harder now, and I was drenched with arousal. The look in his eyes was almost feral, and I wanted him to fuck me…hard.

His hands found my breasts, and his fingers coaxed my nipples, and they ached with every pinch.  My clit began to throb, and I thrust my hips with the arousal that was building again inside me.

"You're the only one that interest me" he nipped and sucked on my neck, leaving me a red mark to remind me I'm his.

"Not all those ladies who think they're better than you. You have something that they don't. A brain, and more importantly a fucking personality" he growled in my ear.

"Oh yesss" I hissed. His pace became more faster. 

"Please, I want to cum" I gasped.

"What was that my favorite Student, say it correctly and I may just give you what you like my angel" he groaned.

"Oh please sir, please let me cu-" I was cut off by his hard fast thrust screaming from the pleasure I was getting. 

"Don't you dare cum without me, " he said. Thank God for birth control. "We're gonna cum in 5...4...3...2...oh fuck 1, cum for sir baby cum for me" my orgasm came out of me as I came all over my Professor's cock and thrusted a couple more times in me.

---

We start putting our clothes on. Luckily Duncan had wipes so I wouldn't have to feel sticky. "Well I better be going" I was about to head out of his class then I turned around by Duncan giving me the sweetest, softest kiss.

We pulled away with our heads touching and said " I meant what I said (y/n). You're very special to me. May I take you to dinner on Saturday". I simply nodded. "Yes, Duncan I'd love too" .

A/n: Any thoughts on this? 

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A little vent I spose.

I'm not doing well. At all. These last few weeks have been the toughest of my adult life so far. So in order to try and sort them out in my head I kinda figured writing it out on this useless app might help.

Chapter 1. For my birthday I was planning on going on a night out. Clubs and dancing n all that. Only issue is that I don't have friends my age so I end up with 2 40 year olds in a scummy bar. Only 2 because the third decided to cancel 10 minutes before we were supposed to meet up, which I found really bloody disrespectful. Anyway, drinks and drinks later im happily buzzed and semi enjoying myself and then the topic of food comes up. Long story short they force feed me when I SPECIFICALLY told them no, very bad idea. If I eat I will be very ill at this point. Nope. I was ignored and force fed food as well as more alcohol. Manage to get home but my poor mother had to hold my hair when I was sick. I was so ill I couldn't breathe and therefore started to panic. Mum had to sleep in the same bed in case I stopped breathing.

Good start.

Chapter 2. Away for a few days with my partner to his family's house. Love his family to bits, but for some reason this time feels off? Slight attitude changes and snippy comments and I can't seem to do anything right. So for the first time I don't particularly feel welcome. All in all, not a good stay.

Things were finalised in that stay that I really wish weren't. I love my partner as person. We just get eachother in every single way. We can read eachother like a book. But as much as I'm in love with the person, the physicality of it was gone. I've shrunk. I'm a tiny lady and he's a big lad. The physical attraction was gone. I couldn't think about being touched. It was a horrid feeling. Still is. It makes me feel selfish and wrong thinking those things. But it wasn't fair. Not on me or him. I couldn't keep pretending I was alright with it and pretending to be attracted in a physical/sexual way. I just couldn't.

So I ended it. I ended my first proper relationship. 3 years and 3 months. And lemme fucking tell you, hands down the most fucking painful thing I've ever done. I still feel as if my heart has been ripped out if much chest. My whole body feels numb but over sensitive. No one can touch me. My emotions are on a roller coaster. Barely there to feeling everything all at once. It's draining and horrid and I want to take it all back so I don't have to feel this way anymore. But I can't. It would end up in the same place in a few months and it would just be insanity.

I've been with this man my entire adult life and not having that status or knowing you have someone was a massive shock to the system. I don't know what/who I am without that relationship. I've not been on my own yet and it's scary as fuck. I've not had to deal with these emotions before and I don't know how to deal with them now. I'm hoping time will heal, cus that's what people say, but I need a time machine to fast forward into healing the massive hole in my chest. I miss him holding me and telling me it's going to be okay with forehead kisses. Ow my heart.. anyway

Chapter 3. I find out one of my childhood best friends has died of a drug overdose. This kid was my first best friend in the states. His family took me in when things were rough and made me a part of the family. He was a brother to me. Worst thing is, he's the second close friend to die of an overdose this year. It's only march/April. Ive lost 2 people so far and we're only a few months into the year. I can't take losing anyone else. I really can't. RIP Ryno. I love you.

Chapter 4. Home and work are tough. Mum is relying on me to keep her sane because she can't stand my sister anymore. But I can't stand her when she's working with me cus I wanna rip her head off. My sister seems to be in a depressive episode and I'm honestly scared to leave her alone. She deleted all media so I can't get in contact with her whilst I'm at work so even more panic. Mum doesn't seem to care. Work...well... some thing is always wrong with someone and my hyper sensitive self picks up on it instantly and I'm drained within the first 5 minutes of being in there.

I've not been active on my medias either so i feel so distant from everyone and I feel as though I'm pushing everyone away and isolating even more. Idk I just wanna come out the other side of this.

I just want to be okay again.

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But I'm A Cheerleader! (Aja x Farrah) - Millie

A/N: hey there! This is my first time submitting a fic here, and I hope you guys like it. I was incredibly surprised that no one has thought of a cheerleader AU after the second episode aired, so I had to write one! (Btw the title bears no resemblance to the movie with the same name) I’m sorry if this chapter is boring or cheesy since it’s the first. Please bear with me! P.S.: i created a blog to keep track of my fics, @artificialmillie because I do plan to write more on here.

“I’m Aja; I’m sassy!”

“I’m Nina; I’m assy!”

“I’m Shea; I’m flirty!”

“I’m Sasha; I’m dirty!”

“I’m Charlie; I’m boozy!”

“I’m Jaymes; I’m snoozy…!”

“I’m Alexis… and I’m a floozy!”

All the girls had opened out into a triangle, Alexis staged right in the middle with three girls either side of her. They all sported short, purple, pleated skirts with tight-fitting shirts, and of course their signature white bows atop their heads. The RuPaul Glamazons had come to slay this football season.

“We are RuPaul’s Glamazons, got our cheering panties on,” they chanted in perfect unison. “Our beat is unstoppable; our hair is unclockable!” After their short chant they skipped away for the B-52 Bombers to take the floor in their almost matching uniforms. Bitches.

This rivalry had lasted almost two years. Both teams attended the same school, Tuckahoe High School, and most only joined the cheerleading squad to get a front-row view of the star football players. God, they were hot. All the girls had a particularly good time on the football field, except they were in the gym hall today for their final practice. Tomorrow they were debuting their new cheers in support of the guys as they battled it out for the winning prize - bragging rights. Oh, and a trophy.

“Alright, work it, work it, alright!” the Bombers chanted, clapping their hands together and walking - except Farrah, who was skipping - to the centre to begin. Their red-orange outfits were stoned for the Gods, despite Kimora’s lengthy complaining and telling them “stoning is for ugly girls”. Instead of white bows they rocked orange ones, and their hair was voluminous and tied back instead of loose and wild like the Glamazons’.

“B-52 Bombers, let’s go!” Cynthia, who was the leader of the team, shouted. She had competed the longest, and was no stranger to a football game. She led the Bombers with professionalism and poise.

“I’m Cu-Cu; I’m naughty!”

“I’m Kimora; I’m slutty!”

“I’m Eureka; I’m wacky!”

“I’m Trinity; I’m tacky!”

“I’m Farrah; I’m thorny!”

“I’m Peppermint; I’m corny!”

“I’m Valentina - I’m also corny!” The Glamazons giggled at her from the side of the gym.

“Our lobsters are rocking, our love is in the shack; we’re roaming ‘cause we wanna, so haters step back!” they shouted together. Their cheer didn’t even make that much sense - the Glamazons were ready to strike back.

“B-50-who? Not as cool as Ru. RuPaul is more fierce than Kate could ever be. More woman than Fred and more man than Cindy!” They clapped their pom-poms together and smirked as the Bombers took great offense to their chant. But they weren’t afraid to be just as rude.

“RuPaul is shameless, selling candy bars and more. She even had a perfume and it was called Whore!” The Bombers erupted into laughter at their enemies’ shocked faces, but they weren’t expecting what was coming next.

“Your beehives - busted! Your songs are too slow. You should go retire in a private Ida… hoooooe.” They shook their asses and their pom-poms in mockery, with Charlie, Alexis, and Nina shouting at them through big plastic horns. Both teams exchanged glares, but before any violence (which happened surprisingly often) could ensue, the main football commentator was reading his lines and forcing them on to the tumbling.

Everyone got into formation, most of them at the back doing stunts and a few at the sides for when it was their turn for their solo. Every season they were sadly forced to work together to produce show-stopping performances, although it wasn’t like many people were watching them - the footballers were always the centre of attention. Nonetheless, they enjoyed what they did.

Kimora stepped forward to do a weak cartwheel and roll, followed by Peppermint doing a handspring. At the back, Alexis, Shea, and Sasha were propped up by their team and competitors, extending their arms fabulously. Eureka cartwheeled in front of them, wowing everyone as she landed in a perfect split. The Glamazons gossiped between themselves, although not in mock, but in amazement. Just as she landed, Shea was sprung into the air and landed flawlessly in her teammates’ arms, taking everyone aback with her calibre.

Valentina did a one-handed cartwheel, a roly poly, and another cartwheel, with perfect poise. Despite only doing cheerleading for ten months, she was beginning to outshine some of her teammates, which they were not taking lightly.

Charlie flopped at her cartwheel - being boozy and all, she was probably still a little drunk from the night before - and was joined by Sasha who stood on her hands as Jaymes rolled through the pair. At the back, Cynthia fell forwards into her teammates’ arms, and then was propelled again to head to the other side, all while keeping a cheery smile on her face. Luckily she was light, so it wasn’t much of an effort to keep her in the air. Now it was Shea’s solo, in which she flipped cartwheeled, and landed in a split with a sly grin on her face - a beautiful ending to the tumbling package. The commentator spoke again, and they were on to the group dance.

With Valentina and Shea at the front, and Cynthia in the centre, everyone extended their arms and jumped in the air twice. They moved their arms and legs in compelling ways, all fuelled with enthusiasm and smiles on their faces. Eventually they parted and danced together in their own teams, beginning to lift Valentina and Aja into the air before they jumped.

“5, 6, 7, 8,” Sasha started, encouraging everyone to join in.

“Glamazons, Bombers, the battle rages on. This cheer ain’t over, now bring it on!” everyone chanted. By now, everyone was in their positions for the stunting. Ready to stunt were Farrah, Trinity, Aja, and Shea, all confident with smiles on their faces, even Trinity, who was scared of heights. When they were at peak height they all extended their arms in a V-shape and propped up one leg. As soon as they were up they were back down again, and they moved into a new formation. Valentina and Jaymes were down at the front, with Alexis and Charlie supporting Shea with their legs not far behind. At the back were the other girls, keeping Farrah and Aja in the air who were supporting a shaky Trinity standing highest of all. At last, they’d finished their lengthy performance, and it’d definitely pay off tomorrow.

The girls separated and gathered together in their own teams, beginning to talk between themselves. Most of the time it was just bitching about the opposite team, but today it was happy discussions about the next day. Like every final rehearsal, there was fear laced with excitement, but most of all, happiness. After weeks and weeks of endless practising, there was finally a relief from all the hard work.

“So, guys,” Charlie began with a smile on her face. “What about a party tonight? To celebrate that we’ve finally finished.”

“Trust you to suggest a party,” Aja joked. “It’s not like you host them every weekend.”

“What? It’ll be fun. I’m inviting all the footballers - even the ones that those skanks over there are rooting for.”

“I’m down,” Alexis said.

“Me too,” Shea agreed.

“They probably have, like, ten million diseases. Half of them have probably slept with the Bombers,” Sasha argued. Everyone nodded in agreement.

“So?” Charlie responded as if there was something obvious they’d missed. “It’ll make them jealous.”

“If it makes you happy, I’ll come,” Nina said. “Jaymes?”

Jaymes jumped as if she’d been asleep, and nodded. “Charlie’s parties aren’t half bad.”

With a few people giving in, the rest of the group eventually did too. Perhaps it was a bad idea to have a party right before a tournament, but that wasn’t on their minds at this moment in time. Doing anything to spite the Bombers was, and they were going to do just that.

“PSA: it’s a white party,” Charlie said. “Come dressed accordingly.”

“Why’s it gotta be white?” Nina said.

“Why not?”

“Shouldn’t we come dressed in purple? Since that’s our team colour,” Aja countered.

“Whatever. Just be there at 9pm.”

-

Even before she entered the house, the stench of alcohol had weaved its way into Aja’s nose. House and dance music was being blasted from inside, the bass booming through the walls so you could even feel it. From the looks of it, most people had already arrived, despite it only being 9:08pm. She peered through the window to see a bunch of footballers crowding round Shea, and the rest of the Glamazons drinking from red solo cups and/or admiring the boys. Just as Charlie said, the Bombers footballers were there too.

Aja knocked at the door, and was greeted by a tipsy Charlie.

“Aja! Come in,” she said simply, grabbing her wrist and pulling her inside; it took all of her willpower not to barf at the smell of vodka that stained the air.

Inside were almost all the Glamazons and the footballers from both sides. She could sense all their gazes roaming her body, as she’d chosen a short, black latex dress that was not the most conservative. She paired her look with her cheer bow that lay on top of her freshly curled pastel purple hair, showing patriotism for her team.

“Where’s Jaymes?” Aja asked.

“Probably sleeping,” Sasha said. “I don’t think she’s a party girl.”

“Her loss,” Alexis said. “We have this whole night to dance away!”

Everyone nodded in agreement and Charlie turned the music up, if it was even possible for it to be louder. The girls resumed their dancing and drinking and the guys resumed their grinding, and they got on with the party.

Not even an hour later, there was a furious knock at the door. By then, everyone was too drunk to be concerned, but got up to answer the door anyway. Charlie opened the door with a smile, which faltered when she saw who was standing right in front of her.

Farrah Moan, with the rest of the B-52 Bombers slithering up behind her.

“You just had to have it your way, didn’t you?” Farrah accused, glaring at Charlie.

“What do you mean?” Charlie played innocent, although her badly performed facade was scrapped when a bunch of footballers came to the door to see what the commotion was.

“Inviting our footballers to your shitty party.”

“They’re not yours. They’re their own people.”

Farrah scrunched up her face in a scowl, opening her mouth as if to say something, but then closing it again. Charlie did have a point.

“Look, I see what you sluts are trying to do -” Eureka started, but was cut off.

“Can you shut up a second?” Charlie demanded. “This is our party. Join us peacefully or leave.”

And so they left, quickly defeated, and thé Glamazons continued their party.

-

The next day at school was filled with glares from both sides, like two packs of wolves about to pounce. No one said a word to each other, but the looks being exchanged were enough to tell a thousand words. The footballers, however, seemed unfazed. After all, they had an important game tonight.

“I trust you’re ready for tonight?” Miss Visage found Aja in the corridor standing with Jaymes. Miss Visage was the deputy head teacher of the school, and always liked to be updated on students’ progress, no matter what it was in. Miss RuPaul ran the school and was therefore too busy to talk to all the students, so Miss Visage silently took that role. However, it was Miss RuPaul’s idea to start a cheerleading squad, RuPaul’s Glamazons, which then led to the B-52 Bombers being born. The original squad took inspiration from the 80s band, which the current squad had now ditched for twerking, rudeness, and chasing after the footballers.

“Of course,” Jaymes said, smiling brightly. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Aja nodded in agreement.

“Good. I know you girls will make us proud.”

“Are you rooting for the RuPaul’s Glamazons, Miss Visage?” Aja asked, smirking.

“Oh, you girls know I’m not allowed to have favourites,” she said with a wink. “But good luck.” She walked away. Aja and Jaymes smiled to each other, confidence beginning to grow inside both of them.

-

Cheering and screaming erupted through the crowds, signifying that it was 6:30pm - the game was about to begin. The Glamazons and the Bombers organised themselves into their positions, sharing a few glances here and there, and smiled widely at the crowd surrounding the pitch.

“Glamazons, Bombers - welcome to the starting match of the ninth season of Tuckahoe Football!” Mr. Mathews, the commentator, announced. “Are you ready?!”

The crowd cheered and whistled, some chanting the teams’ names. Excitement grew inside each of the cheerleaders’ stomachs. Mr. Mathews blew the whistle, and the game started.