#school has been hard so thats why this took a while

[echo-goes-mmm]

Ambrose and Elliot #29

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Warnings: implied past non-con

Elliot tucked another shirt into his bag. Master Ambrose had told him to pack enough for two days, but Elliot added an extra set of clothes just in case.

He hefted the luggage bag off his bed; and truthfully it wasn’t that heavy. Months ago he would have struggled with it, but not now.

He glanced out his window, down at Ambrose hitching the horse to the cart.

It wasn’t Ambrose’s horse; instead borrowed from Mr. Michael Tallow (who owned a wheat farm).

Ambrose looked to be nearly finished, which meant it was time to go. 

Elliot picked up his coin-pouch. Ambrose had said he should make a bank account to keep his money safe, and Elliot wasn’t going to argue. 

It was cold out, but the snow on the ground was gone. Instead, icy mud made the ground soft and wet. His boots made the mud squelch with every step.

Mr. Tallow’s horse looked at him with big brown eyes as he approached, and Elliot avoided the animal to put his bag in the cart.

Elliot didn’t know much about horses; just that they were big and kind of scary.

“Elliot, this is Billy,” said Ambrose, petting the horse’s face. “She’ll be taking us to Sunside, and then to Lakeview.”

Billy snorted suddenly, and Elliot flinched. 

“Technically her name is Willamina, but I like Billy for short. What do you think?”

“It’s nice.”

Ambrose must have sensed his discomfort. “She’s really gentle, if you want to pet her,” he said, voice soft and calm.

Elliot liked it when Master’s voice went all gentle and steady, like Elliot was a cat and Ambrose was coaxing him.

He might find it condescending, if he were a person. Like in the Before Time.

But it was Ambrose, and he loved Elliot. Even though he wasn’t really a person anymore. There was only kindness in his voice, not derision.

“Okay,” he said. Elliot stepped around the cart to Billy, and she flicked her ears.

He hesitated. 

Ambrose gently took his hand and guided him to Billy’s neck.

Her brown coat was rough, and dirty, and very warm.

“See? Nothing to worry about.” 

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The weather was chilly, but Elliot’s winter clothes kept him safe. He worried about Billy for a while, until Ambrose told him she would be warm from pulling the cart, and her breed was hardy.

Still, he was glad to see the looming white mountains brimming with snow pass further and further behind them. 

They ate a packed lunch on the way; sandwiches and a mix of dried fruit and nuts.

The sun came out behind the clouds after a few hours, and Elliot enjoyed the fresh air and sunshine on his face.

Ambrose showed him how to steer, and handed the reins to him. He only managed it for a few minutes before he got too jittery, but Ambrose seemed pleased that he tried.

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It was evening when they got to the inn. It wasn’t one he recognized, but he still shook when they pulled up to the attached stable.

Ambrose and the stablehand talked as Elliot grabbed the luggage.

“Oh, thanks,” said Ambrose as Elliot handed him his bag. 

Elliot didn’t say anything, trailing behind Master on the way inside. 

The inn was busy, which helped soothe his anxiety. A busy innkeeper wouldn't have the time to be cruel.

“Name?” asked the woman at the stand.

“Ambrose, one night, please.”

She nodded, jotting it down. “Double bed, or two singles?”

“Two singles.”

She turned around and took two keys off a hook labeled, ‘six’.

“Here you go,” she said, “room six is on the second floor, and the bar and dining room is that way.”

“Thanks.”

Ambrose handed Elliot one of the keys.

They headed upstairs, and Elliot picked the bed furthest from the door.

“I’m going downstairs to get a drink and some dinner,” said Ambrose. “Do you want to come?”

Elliot shook his head.

“Alright. I could have someone send a plate up for you; is that okay?”

“Oh, um, sure. Thank you.”

Ambrose smiled, and ruffled his hair on his way out. “Of course, sweetheart.”

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Ambrose settled down at the bar. It had been a while since he’d gone out, and he was looking forward to a drink.

“Daiquiri, please.”

The bartender made it quickly, and Ambrose tipped him well as a thank you.

He took his time with his meal, and made sure one was sent up to Ellie.

Ambrose hoped Elliot was alright. He always hoped he was alright.

A woman slid into the seat next him, tall with dark hair.

“Hi,” she said, “far from home?”

“In a way,” he replied, nearing a smile. “How about you?”

“Definitely. Hey, can I buy you a drink?” she asked, tapping the bar next to his almost-empty glass. “I’m Amy, by the way.”

“Ambrose. I’m really flattered, but I’m married.”

“I don’t see a ring,” she smiled. “Are you sure?” 

“I left it at home,” he said truthfully, side-stepping the fact he hadn’t worn his ring in decades. “Can’t be too careful on the road.”

“Mm,” she said, batting her eyelashes. “I see.”

“I don’t think my husband would appreciate infidelity, and considering my assistant and I are sharing a room for a business trip, I’ll really have to pass.”

“Ah, well,” she sighed, “maybe the lady in the corner booth is single.”

Ambrose glanced over at the booth. A redheaded woman sat alone, sipping on a pint.

“I wish you luck, Amy,” he toasted her, with the remains of his daiquiri. He finished his glass, and ordered another as Amy left the bar.

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He swayed upstairs into the room. Ambrose unlocked it in a smooth motion, which told him he wasn’t as tipsy as he felt.

Curse being a lightweight.

He could see the outline of Elliot on his bed, bathed in the moonlight of the window.

“Are you drunk?” asked Ellie, quiet as a mouse.

“No, love. Just tipsy.” His brain was running a little slow, but it caught up to Elliot’s quickly enough.

“I’m not gonna touch you,” he said, sitting on his own assigned bed. He began to toe off his shoes.

“Okay,” said Elliot, and something was wrong.

Something was always wrong, but Ambrose didn’t mind.

Well, he hated that Elliot was suffering, but Elliot was his closest friend, and Ambrose would do anything for him.

“Have you been scared up in the room this whole time, sweetheart?”

“...no,” he said, “Just when you came in.”

“Oh. I’m sorry.”

Elliot huddled smaller on the bed, but didn’t say anything.

Ambrose couldn’t see his face in the dark, but he knew what Elliot looked like when he was scared.

“Could… could I ask why you’re scared of me here, instead of at home?” He didn’t understand why Elliot was so frightened. They shared a bed at home, sometimes, what made sharing a room for a night scarier?

Elliot turned, and Ambrose could see part of his face in the moonbeams.

“I’ve done a lot of things in inns,” he said, shame in his voice. “For food. And sleep. It wasn’t… nice things.”

“People hurt you, and you let them because otherwise you would starve,” Ambrose guessed, and Elliot flinched, burrowing his face into his knees.

“Yeah,” he said, choked up.

“That’s not your fault.”

“Isn’t it?”

“No. It’s their fault for hurting you. They didn’t need to do that. They could have just helped.”

“I dunno.”

Ambrose swallowed thickly. He wasn’t sober enough for this conversation, but he’d do his best.

“Well. I know it isn’t your fault. Can that be enough, for now?”

“Mm,” sniffed Elliot. “I- I think s-so.”

Ambrose hesitated. “Do you want me to come over?”

“No, no, I- could you stay over there? Please? I don’t… I don’t think I want to- to be touched.”

“Okay. That’s fine. I’ll be here, if you need me.”

“...maybe just a hug?”

Ambrose slowly walked over, as not to spook him, and Elliot wrapped his arms around him.

Ambrose gave him a tight squeeze, and Elliot let out a shuddering breath.

“Thank you,” said Ellie, pressing into him. “For not… for not hurting me.”

“Of course, love,” he said, “Of course.”

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[ironrea]

you’ve been conditioned to not believe..

   … a rant

so i’ve been on vacation recently, specifically to the beach, and it got me thinking about a lot of things.. so as a child, i was always running to be in the water - like constantly-  and there was so much more wonder, hotels were bigger, places seemed nicer, i didn’t worry what people thought of me based on the swimsuit i was wearing, etc. i was just so happy to be there and there was no bad thought or anxiety that took that away from me, but today, i only got in the ocean once.. yes that’s it. little me would be horrified because she was constantly begging someone to swim with her and if they said no, she would stubbornly walk in the water by herself until she got yelled at because she was too little to be by herself. i genuinely laid down the entire time today and while there’s nothing wrong with that,  it made me realize how tired i am now and how all the adults when i was a kid also didn’t want to get up… to my younger self, it used to be such an adventure and such a big thing to me, and now, here i was, literally on a beach either sleeping or on my phone… things i could just be doing in my bed. and to me that was just so sad, you know? so anyway how does this relate to shifting, you ask? it made me think about how easy it is to believe things as a child but it becomes increasingly more difficult as we grow. because as we grow older, we soon grow out of imagination and say goodbye to a hundred percent optimism. we start to believe in the confines that are pushed on to us and submit to the conditions this awful reality has given us: wake up, school/work, eat, sleep, then die… and that’s why i think so many people find it hard to believe in shifting or the fact that they can shift. this reality’s ‘laws’ and (yes) the government have shaped our minds so much so to think that that’s all there is.. or at least tried to. as a shifter myself before i found it that was always my question “that’s it? that’s all i get to expierence? really?” but then i found shifting and i latched on, much like many of you did yourself. but so many people have given up or straight up opposed it because that’s “not the way we’re supposed to live!” but genuinely why would you listen to someone like that? so honestly brainwashed and empty? i mean i feel bad for these people sometimes because they will never experience anything like this. perhaps things could come close in this reality but… actually no. i don’t think anything comes close to shifting. we get to experience going into whatever shows and films we love most, we can meet characters people that we love, celebrities people we look up too, visit ANY period in time, become anything we’ve ever wanted to, go to places on our bucket list and even places that “only exists” in books and fairytales, and so much more. but so many fucking people won’t believe in it because we’ve literally been conditioned not to. i know i sound like a conspiracist and maybe that’s because im on the floor (again) with an awful sunburn, heat headache and had the urge out of nowhere to write this into my notes app but genuinely please just do NOT let other peoples limited beliefs affect you… i have more in my head but like idk,,, just can’t put them into words right now or i just straight up forget.. so thats it. for now.

[tsumuus]

crushing on you | captains

a/n short headcanons on if the haikyuu captains had a crush on you. not proofread.

characters tetsuro kuroo, daichi sawamura, wakatoshi ushijima, shinsuke kita

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tetsuro kuroo

you two have been friends since the beginning or high school

he noticied his feelings for you after a bout a year

realizing how much he enjoyed your company and how his heart skipped a beat when you were near

he gets more flirty

making playful comments and constantly teasing you

the way you react confirms his suspicions as to whether you like him back

still takes him a while to put two and two together

you often visit him during practice

but only because he practically begs you to come watch and support him

he does it so he has an excuse to spend time together

he'd try to impress you with his skills

often looking to see if you were watching

becomes more protective than he already is

invites you to his games aswell

makes sure you have a good seat so he can see you cheering him on from the stands

keeps his feelings to himself for a few months

unsure of how to proceed with putting your friendship at risk

he asks kenma for advice

he seems disinterested

but kenma knows you too and thinks the two of you couldn;t e anymore perfect for each other

and encourages kuroo to just take a chance

daichi sawamura

you and daichi have been friends since middle school

bonding during group projects

you two always seemed to end up be paired together

he realized his feelings much later

probably around second year of high school

he noticed how much he relied on your support and how his heart always seemed to flutter at your smile

he's protective ash

he becomes moe playful the closer you two get

he loves telling jokes he knows will make you smile

very attentive to all your needs

tired? he'll take notes for you so you could sleep during class

bored? he'll tell you funny stories about tanaka and nishinoya embarrassing themselves until you don't seem as bored

anything like that

keeps his feelings to himslef for a while

he confides in sugawara who teases him for waiting so long to do anything about his feelings

which leaves him a blushing mess

encourages him that theres nothing to worry about and to just go for it

wakatoshi ushijima

you and ushijima became friends at the start of high school

he just loved how determined and hard working you are

took him a long time to realize his feelings

hes a little dense, not stuopid, and thats okay

he just finally seemed to realized why he felt so different whenever you were around and how much he appreciated your company

he might not notice it but he becomes a tiny bit more reserved and quiet after

observing you from a distance and lowk getting a little flustered whenever youre around

so so so protective

like hes afraid to get too close to you but also doesn't want anyone else to get near you either

you guys have a similar schedule, just switch volleyball for wtv club your interested in, so you two walk from place to place together everyday

he'll send you pictures of little things that remind him of you

not realizing how initimate it usually is

i don't think he keeps it to himself for a while

i think after he figures it out himself he would bring it up with tendo and semi rather sooner than later

the two of them quick to offer any help to confess to you

they think youre the sweetest and a perfect fit for their captain

shinsuke kita

you two have been friends since elementary school

growing up in the same rural area and attending all the same schools

he probably didn't realize his feelings for you until like second or third year of high school

since you often came to games and practices to show your support

it took a lot of teasing from his juniors to finally realize

he's always been attentive and protective

but it reaches a whole new level since he realized his feelings

lowkey becomes more playful

matches your playful personality

which lowk confuses you because he's never acted like this before you think theres something off about him

but he's just nervous

sure he's had crushes before

but your his longest friend, theres something different about this situation than all the rest

he's always checking in on you

asking to spend more time than usual

he feels as if he should keep his feelings in

not wanting to ruin what the two of you have

also because graduation is coming up and he still wants to see you after

doesn't want to ruin the whole friendship if you happened to not feel the same

but his team sees how good you two are for each other and encourages him to take a leap of faith before he even has a chance to ask for their advice

[kaisfanfics]

The Cow/Bull hybrid Farm & a girls dream house: Chapter 1

JJK Man Bull hybrid x Chubby P**n Star Female Reader 🔞

Word count: 2236

Has everyone else found any fanfic thats about the jjk man (if i mean man I mean man like toji, satoru, and Choso) Bull hybrids. I was only able to find 2 or 3 of them. And then I found another one but it wasn’t a jjk ff. I got so into it that I decided to make a FF about it.

And the jjk characters won’t appear until ch 2 so bear with me.

I hope you enjoy chapter 1 and I’m sorry for the bad writer.

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You have finally made the decision to work at a Farm full of Cow and Bull Hybrids that are looking for 20 women who can take care of the male cows but also keep the Bulls satisfied by having sex with them and milking both of the spices. at the time you were confused on why your boss was telling you this because you were a human and not a Cow Hybrid. That was when he tells you why the farm wants human women instead of female Cow Hybrids. The reason why is because the male Bulls and Cows we’re starting to get tired of the female hybrids fighting and hitting them whenever they are trying to help them in their heat. So much that the male hybrid started competing with the farm owners to pull them out of the farm.

you heard from your boss that they are looking for women that can move and live on the farm for free instead of driving there in a car or bus. And also because the club that you work at is going to be moving into a different location in the city you are in. You didn’t mind the move until your boss told you where the new club is going to be. And the reason why is because it was closer to your house and since they are moving to a new location it is now 40 minutes away from home. What makes it worse is how you get there through traffic making it 1 hour and 20 minutes. You were glad that your boss recommended this new job for you and a new home because the one you are living in was getting too expensive on rent.

After talking for a while, give you the phone number to call the people about that job, and give you your last paycheck from your boss. Two days later You then went back to the club and then went straight to the back stage where all the strippers were. Guess you are not the only one here today but also not the last one to know about the news. All of the girls were excited about the move but also very nervous about it too. All of them were talking about it until you walked into the room. All of them knew that face you were making and they know what that means.

“Hey girls, how are you Guys doing today?” You said with a sad smile on your face. “We are… doing ok we were just all wandering on what to do later.” One of the girls (Amy) said with sad eyes “Yeah, since all of us are moving to a new location we thought we could do something together with you since… you..are leaving for the… new job.” The other said (Alexa) holding back a sob and trying not to cry.

“Do you want to come with us one last time tonight… just to have fun and hang out. And to know how much… we've cared.. about you since middle school.” Rose said, trying not to break down into tears remembering all the hard times you had to go through during that time. “We are just so happy for you but also grateful for how much you have done for us and for yourself throughout the year we’ve been together.” Alexa said no longer holding back her tears anymore. You stayed quiet for a minute, looking at all of your friends with tears in your eyes until. “yes…. I would love to.”

After you packed all of your items into your truck, you and your friends went out to spend the last time together until next year. You were sad about leaving your friends who you’ve known for a long time but you were excited about this new chapter in your life. But

also because you’ve been wanting to try new things in life. And besides, what could go wrong.

2 weeks later

It took you a while to do all the paperwork. You then started to call some moving companies to help you take your stuff to the farm only to be told no for they are unavailable at the time. You then called another company to see if they were available during the weekend and they said yes. You were so relieved when they said yes because you have been stressing out for a week about the situation lately. So when they finally came to the house you were nothing but happy and drained from the stress at that moment.

“Excuse me miss, my name is Kai and I’m here to help move all your belongings to a new place. are you perhaps the one who called us here the other day to move your belongings to the farm house right?” A man said with a polite smile along with some 4 men behind him. “Yes, I am. I’m so sorry for calling in such short notice. I was having a difficult time calling some companies to see if they were available only to be told no. I’m just glad that you men were able to come and move my stuff to the farm.” You said with a sweet smile and soft eyes.

“It’s ok, miss. things like this tend to happen when you are moving to a new location. Especially when you are moving to a farm.” One of the other men said with a smile. “Though I am surprised that you are not Bringing all of your furniture to the farm except for all the things in your room. Did you by chance sell all of them along with your bed as well?” When he was done talking you stepped aside to let the 5 men in and when you did. You got a really hungry look from the last 2 men who entered.

“Yes, that is correct. Well, I was talking to the farm owners about what to bring. They said that I can’t bring my bed or any furniture because they want us to feel comfortable in our room. But it was also because they don’t want any germs in the living area, but also because they have been wanting to replace the furniture around the place. ” You said when they started getting the boxes and putting them in the back of the truck.

“I can see why and I don't blame them for that. Especially when they are getting new workers in their Farm.” Kai said with a couple of boxes. “I agree with you si-.” You were cut off by feeling a slap on your ass. “My my, is my sweet little angel leaving me without giving me a goodbye kiss.” A man said well, moving his hands to your breast and folding them in front of the workers. As soon as you heard the man's deep voice, you knew exactly who it was. It was your next door neighbor who helped you with your ex editor, your ex sex partner, and your ex boyfriend Scott.

“Ok, what the hell did I say about you doing this in front of people. Especially doing it in front of people that I don’t know.” You then broke free from him and took a few steps away. “Oh come on, it’s not like I ripped off your shirt or anything. And besides, you didn’t even notice those two men looking at you like they were going to fuck in the ass when they got here.” Your face started burning up from the action and turned around to see three of the workers watching the scene in front of them. The workers immediately Looked away and started acting like they saw anything.

“You still have no right to do that when there are people around. Especially when they are helping with something important.” you said wall pushing him out of the house. “Oh come on, look I’m sorry for doing that but at least give me a goodbye kiss or makeout before you leave.” He said with a smile on his face liking the way you looked. He’s been doing this when you both were in college. He’s been nothing but a Pervert, a jerk, and a cunning guy.

“If I makeout with you, will you stop embarrassing myself in front of the workers?” You said in a whisper still struggling to push him out of the house (you failed miserably). “I’m sorry but can you say that a little louder? I couldn’t hear you very well.” He said with a that stupid smirk on his face.

“I’ll… Makeout with you.. if you stop embarrassing me… Please.” You said a little louder enough for him to hear.

“Hmmmm…….” He stayed quiet for a few seconds until he spoke.

“Very well then. Now get ready for this because this is probably going to be the last time we’ll ever be like this or not.” You were confused on why he said that but you didn’t want to push him any further on that.

You started by dragging him into an empty room where you used to film your video with him…

”If you guys need anything Or if you're done I’ll be in this room.” You said as you locked the door closed so no one could get in.

“You know Y/n, you don’t have to go if you’re short on money… You can just live with me and not do anything other then making p**n videos for money. And I’ll be doing my thing at the office that pays me well… Just please stay here, with me.” He doesn’t want you to leave.

He never left you alone after what happened 2 years ago… after giving him your love and care but it was never enough for him… it never was to begin with when he started wanting his space. It lasted 9 months until you received photos and videos of him with another woman at a party…One of your friends saw them making out and having sex in her bedroom during the time.

You ended up sending him the photos and videos with the girl, broke up with him by text, and blocked his phone number along with his social media……… until he found out where you lived 3 months ago… and besides, you were going to move out of the house anyway.

“Scott, it’s either making out with me and never seeing me again, or see me find a man who treats me well and is honest with me whenever he feels guilty about something that I don’t know about.” You said without breaking eyectada with him.

He knows he messed up by cheating on you with his female friend. And wishes he can go back in time and refrain himself from doing it… but sometimes there are some couples that are not meant to be together…

“Ok if that what yo-” He was cut off by a knock on the door. “I’m sorry to interrupt you Miss but we are done placing your boxes in the truck. It’s time we go so that we can get there early in the afternoon.” “Thank you sir. I’ll be out in a second.” She then smashed her lips on to him and slipped in her tongue. It startled him until he started kissing back.

His hands started going under your shirt so that he could get the full accent of your breast Which caused you to moan in pleasure. He loved playing with them and misses shoved his cock between them and cuming on your boobs and face. But he Especially Loves your thighs, your ass, and hips. oh who is he kidding, he loves every single part of your body along with your personality and your will to help people out when they are in bad shape.

Before going even farther into the kiss. You pulled away from him and pushed his hands down to stop from Playing with your boobs. “I wish you the happiest day and future Scott, Goodbye.”

Once you were done fixing your clothes, you then left the room to find and talk to the workers. It was weird making out with your ex boyfriend. What made it worse is that he is dating the girl he cheated on you with. You just hope you don’t get to see him again.

When you enter the living area, you see the workers and the house owner who just so happens to get here just in time. “Hello miss Y/n, I’m sorry for being late. Something happened on my way here that I have to take a different route here.” A woman with bunny ears said with a smile. “It's ok ma'am, in fact you're just in time. Here are the keys.” “Thank you dear, out of all the tenants that I had, you are the only one who is always keeping the house clean whenever I come to visit.” “It’s no problem ma’am, I’m just glad you let me live here for the past 2 years.”

Once everything was in place and making sure that you didn’t leave everything behind. You then got into your car and started heading to the Farm with the moving truck behind you.

Chapter 2>>

HELLO!!!

Their might be a chance that I’ll do a Toji ​Fushiguro x ghost raider reader ff but I’m not done with it yet. If you enjoyed reading this I’ll continue to do it.

Thank you and please stay safe.

[marydoyouwrite]

Burnt Out

PAIRING: boyfriend!jaehyun, Fem Reader, bestfrined!doyoung

GENRE: smut

SUMMARY: Jaehyun is insatiable to the point that reader is sick from lack of rest. A little bit angsty because reader has to decide for herself.

WARNINGS: smut, unprotected sex, dubcon bordering noncon, overstimulation, pussy eating, lots of manhandling, use of sex toy, its up to you to decide if Jaehyun is a bad guy here, what do you think?

3.2k words

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You've been staring for far too long at nothingness when you're brought back to reality by a nudge from Doyoung.

"Are you so blissed out with Jaehyun's dick that you've been so out of it lately?"

You adjust from your seat and took the food from your impatient friend's hands that have probably been stretched out for a while causing him to say the off handed remark.

"Sorry. I'm just so tired."

"So you are blissed out."

Blissed out, huh. For a while you dont realize that you made a face that Doyoung can't comprehend.

Your mind began to drift to a different place. You've been so tired. Instead of being blissed out, maybe burnt out is the word.

You've been with Jaehyun for around 9 months now thanks to his frat friends for pushing you two together. Doyoung is also a frat friend but you and him go way back as neighborhood friends, so you consider him on your side.

And you can't quite recall if Doyoung was also pushing you to be with Jaehyun. He only seemed like a quiet audience when the whole thing was happening. And when you and Jaehyun finally got together, he only said a short, "Congrats."

Doyoung pokes your side and you wince at the contact. You smooth your hands over the part he poked.

"Oww, what was that for?"

"Woah, that was not a strong poke."

"I know, but still. It hurts."

And you can see the confusion forming on his face. He's probably thinking why you winced too hard over a gentle poke. And you cant bring yourself to tell him that its because you have bruises on your waist that are never healing. You can never tell.

"Y/n!"

You whip your head to direction from where your boyfriends voice came from. You instinctively raise your hand despite dreading the time he'll ask you to come with him. You havent even finished eating your lunch with Doyoung.

"Hey, Doyoung."

"Jaehyun."

"Mind if I snatch Y/n away?"

"She hasn't finished her food yet, though?"

"It's okay, I'll cook for her at home. That okay, princess?"

Doyoung looks at you and you want to say no. You want so bad to stay with him for a while and get a few moments of rest while finishing your food. You badly want to hold onto his sleeves. But all of that is weird.

"Yeah, thats okay. I'll see you later Doyoung!"

And you grab your remaining lunch, so you have something to eat later.

Jaehyun grabs your hand and happily drags you to his place thats only a few blocks from school.

"Jae." You call quietly.

"Hmm?"

"I have class at 6pm. Can we skip it today?"

"I promise we'll make it quick and take care of you after."

But with Jaehyun, its never quick. Once he starts, he never stops.

Once you reach his home, Jaehyun immediately latches his lips to yours. You put your hands on his chest and try to protest but your words are drowned in the kisses. His lips travel down your neck and suck a part of your skin just above the collarbone.

"Jae, please. Can I e-eat first."

"I'll cook for you after this, I promise."

He cups your heat and pushes your underwear to the side to insert three fingers into your pussy. You groan at the sudden intrusion and some tears form in your eyes.

"J-Jae! P-Please be gentle,"

It seems that your plea and tears just cause Jaehyun to be even more riled up. He angles his figngers to reach the sensitive spot inside you causing you to let out a small scream.

"That's it. Fucking scream for me princess. I know how much a slut you are for me."

Its so painful and yet your body betrays you again. Your knees buckle towards Jaeyun when you feel your stomach tigthening.

"Jaehyun! Please."

"Are you going to come pretty girl?"

"Y-Yes, so close."

"F-Fuck youre so tight around my fingers."

Jaehyun's thumb presses against your clit and you come undone on his fingers.

You pant and as you try to catch your breath, Jaehyun carries you to the sofa. He discards your clothes so skillfully and he sinks on his knees face to face with your pussy. He dips and licks your clit, making you arch your back at the sensitivity you're feeling.

"Jae, w-wait!"

But you know better. Jaehyun never waits. So you grab his head as your legs shake at his continous ministrations with his tongue.

He focuses on sucking on your clit and inserts two fingers in you. He lifts his left hand to grab your breast. He gives it a squeeze before playing with your nipple.

The sensations send you over the edge and you know its not long before you reach another orgasm.

Jaehyun blows on your clit and gives it a gentle lick before sucking on it again like hes never eaten you out before.

He looks up at you and he sees that some tears have made its way to your cheeks. And he smirks at the sight of you crying from overstimulation.

"Jaehyun! Ahh, fuck!"

It doesnt take long before you cum on his tongue and your legs are shaking. He continues to clean you up with his tongue.

He lifts his head from your core and starts to unbuckle his belt. His pants pool at his feet and you look at his angry length.

Jaehyun is huge. Both in girth and length. During your first months with him, you think of how you got so lucky to be the only girl to bed him. You recall always looking forward to being tangled on the sheets with him.

But now. Your body is about to give up on you.

You're whipped away from your thoughts when Jaehyun lowers himself and starts to push his cock into you.

"G-Gentle please."

He grabs your thighs and spreads them open even more as he pushes more inside you. You sigh at the intrusion because even if he fucks you everyday, you never seemed to adjust.

"You're so fucking tight princess. We might have to do something about this. Yeah?"

He shoves all of his length inside you and you feel it reach your cervix making you arch in pain and pleasure.

He puts his palm over your lower stomach where his cock prods.

"God you look so hot taking me all in."

He presses his palm down as he continuously pounds into you making you scream because of the pressure.

"Ahh... please, i-it hurts."

You sob at the pain and sensitivity you're feeling. You know he's about to make you come again. And you know that this is going to be a long afternoon.

Jaehyun angles himself to reach a deeper part of your insides and the slight change in angle causes another wave of orgasm to wash over you. But Jaehyun doesn't come and doesn't stop from moving inside you.

"J-Jae, baby. P-Please stop."

"Come on, princess. You can take another one for me, right?"

He grabs both your legs and presses them against your chest. The new position lets him bury himself deeper into you, if thats even possible, and you become a whimpering, sobbing mess.

He plays with your clit using his thumb and by impulse, you put your hands on his chest to push him a little bit, trying to make him relent. But he doesn't.

With his other hand, he grabs one of your hands and puts it above your head as he continues to pound so mercilessly into you.

You weakly retreat your other hand as you see that he's determined to make you come just one more time.

He lowers his head on your chest and takes a nipple into his mouth. He sucks on it and the sensation does it for you. You come again.

And as you do, you hear him grunt.

"Shit you're so good for me princess. So fucking tight."

With a few more thrusts, you feel his cum spill inside you.

"F-Fuck!"

He slowly stills and collapses on top of you but still mindful not to put all his weight on you.

You feel yourself slipping away into unconsciousness. Everything is a blur but youre not completely out. You feel Jaehyun moving and pulling out of you but you cant quite fully see his expression. You can only hear your labored breaths.

You feel Jaehyun carrying your limp body up fromd the sofa. And as he walks somewhere, maybe his room, you weakly say, "J-Jae, no more. Please?"

He quietly chuckles and places a kiss on your forehead.

"You're cute."

You feel his soft bed envelope your body as he gently places you down.

"On your knees baby."

And you want to protest but your voice betrays you. Its no use. You try to wave and signal with your hand that you can't anymore but you cant even put it up.

So when he turns you over because you dont move, you just let him. And maybe all of these is your fault because you usually just let him at the end of the day.

In a while, you hear the familiar whirring of the toy you once loved but now dreaded. You shudder as he teases your core with the vibrating dildo. You sob as he fully  inserts it into you. You brace yourself as he spreads your ass open. And you fully shed tears as he penetrates your other hole with his cock. He grabs your hips so tightly and pound you into oblivion.

You dont know how many more orgasms you had before Jaehyun decides he's done. But your arms and knees have given up on you and you pass out. The last thing you remember is him removing the dildo from you and pushing in the cum that's leaked out of your ass.

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You open your eyes and you feel so sore. How many hours has it been? Did you miss class? You cant miss class. Its a major subject and god forbid your subjects get fucked up too.

You look at Jaehyun's bed side clock and see that its almost 5:30. You have to go right now.

So despite the soreness, a headache, and the tenderness on your arms and hips, you will yourself to get up. And as you do, you see Jaehyun coming in with food on a tray and a glass of water. If only you weren't so tired physically and mentally, you would have swooned so much at the gesture. But getting to class is urgent.

"Hey, why are you already moving?"

"I have class. I have to go now."

You note the hoarseness in your voice.

"Can't you skip today? You're so tired."

"C-Can't Jae, exams are almost here."

"Okay let me walk you to school. And at least have a bite. You didn't get to finish lunch earlier."

He puts down the tray and scoops some food and puts the spoon in front of you. You quickly take a bite because, god your are starving.

As you chew, you gather your clothes that have already been neatly folded on the bed side. You dress up and in the process, you at least had three more bites of food.

Jaehyun does walk you to school and you note the slight dizziness youre feeling and the wobble in your steps.

"I've gone overboard, didn't I?"

You just give Jaehyun a tight little smile.

"I love you." He says with his dimpled smile you always adored.

"Love you, too." You replied before rushing off to your class.

You make it just in time.

You see the vacant chair beside Doyoung that he always saves for you, so you walk towards him. He looks up at you and you know he notices your weird walk.

But you dont mind him.

The discussion starts and its as if the professor is singing you to sleep. Now that youre seated in class, your body feels on fire.

Your core is aching. Your hips are killing you. Your arms and knees feel like theyre about to pop. Your head is being split in two. You're spent.

"Ms. Y/N?"

You're startled by the professor calling your name and you abruptly stand.

It was dumb. Because before you even hear the next sentence from your professor, you feel liquid dripping from your nose and everything blacks out.

The last thing you hear is Doyoung shouting your name.

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You feel like you're floating. There are faint voices talking in the background but you can't quite catch what they're talking about.

You slowly open your eyes and its just all white. You groan at how the light hits your eyes and you feel footsteps walking towards you.

"Y/n!"

"W-Water."

Doyoung gets a glass of water and quickly hands it to you. You take a drink and you try to speak.

"What happened?"

"You tell me. You blacked out in class!"

"Mr. Doyoung, kindly lower your voice." The doctor tells Doyoung off.

"Ms. Y/n,  there is something I need to discuss with you. Would you like your boyfriend to stay?" The doctor glances at Doyoung as if asking if you want him to be there.

"H-He's not my boyfriend. But he's close to me. He can stay."

The doctor sighs. "Okay. I assume you have a boyfriend?"

"Y-Yes, why?"

"You have to slow down on the sexual activities. Your body seems to be not having any rest." You blush as you hear this. The doctor can tell?

"You also have to tell us, are you experiencing any abuse?"

"What? Does Jaehyun hit you?" Doyoung's voice is angry, so you panic.

"N-No! No he doesn't."

"I swear to fucking god if you're lying, Y/n!"

"I promise! He doesn't. My bruises, h-he just gets a little rough. But I let him."

The doctor sighs before continuing.

"I see. If that's the case, talk to him. Get some proper rest. You're weight isn't too good, work on putting in some more. I'll give you some vitamins. Also, having too much bruises aren't good for your body, so slow down on the rough play. That's all. I'll leave you for a bit. Just take the prescription before discharge."

With that, the doctor left. She must have sensed the intensity of Doyoung's stares on you.

"What the hell? He's not letting you rest to the point of getting sick?"

"Doyoung please, my ear hurts."

"Oh I hurt you? You don't seem to have a problem with Jaehyun hurting you though?"

"It's not that! I try to tell him. It's just not easy."

As you finish your sentence, you see Jaehyun rushing inside your room. And before you can even say anything, Doyoung loses it and lands a punch on your boyfriend's face.

"Doyoung, no!"

"The fuck was that for!" Jaehyun shouts as he grabs Doyoung's collar.

"You can't keep your dick in your pants for even a day?! Really fucking her into hospitalization?"

"What?" You see the confusion on Jaehyun's eyes.

"Please both of you calm down. We're in a hospital, please." You cough a little bit because your throat still feels sore. And this seems to calm the two men down.

Jaehyun goes to you and helps you sit on the bed.

"What happened?"

You look at your boyfriend and then at Doyoung who is still visibly angry.

"Doyoung, can you leave us two for a bit?"

Doyoung hesitates but he understands you want to talk to Jaehyun. So he leaves, but not before giving his friend another dirty look.

"Baby, what happened?" He genuinely asks as he took your hand in his.

"J-Jae,"

"Yeah? You can tell me."

"The doctor said I got sick because I don't get to r-rest. She told me to slow down on the sex."

Jaehyun's jaw drops.

"I did this?" You just nod at him slightly.

"I-I'm sorry, baby."

"She also told me that I had too many bruises."

There was silence between you two and you see Jaehyun feeling the guilt.

"J-Jae. I want to break up."

"W-What? But baby, I can fix this. I wont push you too much anymore. I'll take care of you better."

"Its not just about that Jae. It's just that I never felt heard. All the time I've asked you to stop, but you didn't, made me feel small." You pause.

"In the beginning, I enjoyed it because you were my first in everything. But every time I asked you to stop or slow down, asked you for some rest but you didnt listen, I just felt unheard." You take his face in your hands.

"And to be honest, this has been affecting me physically too and I'm not prepared. I've slept on one too many classes. Dragged myself in pain to finish a project. I feel like if I dont ask for this break, I'll fall even more behind."

And its true. You can see the signs. You're sleep deprived and you're missing deadlines. You never missed a deadline before. Your studies mean the most to you that you promised yourself not to let it go even if you enter a relationship.

But everything's getting affected and you want to stop it before it gets bigger and you and Jaehyun both end up very badly burnt.

Jaehyun just stares at you. A mix of sadness and understanding in his eyes. And for a while, you remember how he looked like the first time you met him.

Jaehyun is easy to pass as a jerk at first glance. He was the typical captain of the basketball team who's also a frat member. You didn't hit it off at the beginning. How could you? Youre not the most sociable person. With your nose always in books, people would call you a nerd. It doesn't matter though, because you're set on your goals. But in his persistence, you saw another side of him. He was charming in many ways. He was your first in everything. And you knew that Jaehyun is always delighted in knowing he was your first in all.

But now, you feel like the timing of you being together isnt right. You couldnt sacrifice anything for him. You tried to, with your body, but now its taken a toll on you.

"I'm sorry, Jaehyun."

"Hey, don't be sorry pretty girl." He lifts your chin gently so you could look at him again. This time, his eyes full of assurance.

"If anything, I'm the one who should be sorry. I failed to take care of you and I'm realizing it just now. But thank you for telling me. "

You feel it coming now. Your breaking point is happening because Jaehyun is still the kind man you love. He respects you enough to let go of you.

"I'm really sorry, Y/n."

He squeezes your hands and at that moment, you know that both of you can postpone any more talking. The words you both want to say can be said another time.

"Do you want me to call Doyoung back here?"

"Yes, please."

He gives your forehead a long kiss before he gets up and goes out the door. When the door opens again, it's Doyoung that comes in. And when your eyes meet, your eyes let go of the tears you've been holding back.

And Doyoung is quick to understand what happened and what you need. So he goes to hug you tight.

"I'm not sure I did the right thing."

"Shh, its okay."

But you don't feel okay. For now, you cry on your friend's shoulder hoping the burn in your heart will feel better.

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a/n: It's my first time putting out a written work and nobody told me it would be this fun :D I'm happy to take requests and will try to upload more often!

[wosoragebaiter69]

you don’t have to be perfect

barça fem x teen!reader, lucy bronze x teen!reader

request: here

A/N: also i would just like to say, if anyone has any feedback for my writing it’s greatly appreciated cuz i’m not the best writer ik that but i want to improve.

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It was apart of the contract I first signed with Barcelona that I continue my studies and finish school. Not ideal, but I get by with around 80% and sitting on a B for most my classes. What I didn’t factor in was the amount of stress I would have on top of the League and UWCL games when exams and assignments from 6 different classes were coming up. That’s hard on a 17 year old.

I felt myself start to drift away from everyone in the 2 weeks before mayhem. First it was denying to go out with the younger girls like Salma and Vicky, both of whom understood. Vicky being the same age as me and Salma only 2 years older than us. Then as expectations rose, classes became longer and filled extra information. All the time I wasn't on the pitch, I was studying. Or sleeping. (we dont talk about how even thats being cut down to maximum 5 hours a night).

Living with Lucy meant that she was bound to catch on to what was happening. It was inevitable. She took me under her wing when I first arrived along with some of the older girls and since I don’t speak Spanish natively, I was told to go with Lucy who was told to keep an eye on me. It’s nice, when you don’t want her to worry about how you’re ignoring everyone and have bags under your eyes whenever she sees you. She really does try her hardest to get me to do anything that’s not over analysing and over-studying the numerous topics, but no matter how much it pains me. I always turn her down.

After another night of studying until 2am, there’s an early morning training session and I know I’ve only gotten 4 hours of sleep. If I told the medical staff I’m sure they’d pale.

I’m aware that I probably look like death walking, but it doesn’t bother me. If I pass with above average grades, I’m happy and I know my actual parents will be too. I ignore the concerned looks that Irene and Alexia give Lucy, and get changed ready for the training session.

It’s gruelling, the lack of sleep from the past 2 weeks has finally started to catch up. When I least needed it to. Maybe I am working too hard. It’s too late for that though. I know I’m being watched by the captains, acting for a little bit longer won’t do much harm. Can it?

When the third water break rolls around, I sit on the floor and flop onto my back, closing my eyes. Too tired in the moment to do anything other than breathe. The sunshine above me dulls as Lucy and Alexia stare down at me. When I open my eyes. My captain has a raised brow, while my roommate has her arms crossed.

“Y/N, get up please. Now.” It’s Lucy who speaks first. I don’t give in. What’s their problem?

“No. I am fine where I am thank you very much.” I bite back. Lucy looks like she’s trying to hold herself together and Alexia looks furious. Unconsciously, I sink into myself hoping the ground could swallow me up.

“Nena, we won’t ask again.” The spaniard says, her voice low as she sticks out her hand.

I reluctantly take it, pulling myself up and staring at the two in front of me.

“Come.” Alexia says blankly, leaving no room for argument before walking toward the main building. I sigh, doing as she says or I know I won’t hear the end of it. Lucy trails just behind me, her jaw set and making sure I don’t run away.

When inside I’m placed on a couch, wishing and praying to any extra-terrestrial being that I can leave this confrontation. What is it even about? Why am I here? I’ve done nothing wrong.

“So, we noticed you’ve been pushing people out. You also look dead.” Classic Alexia, straight to the point.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I look away.

“Really? Because when I go to bed, which is around midnight and sometimes 1 if I’m doing other work. Your light is always on. You better fess up now before we make you do extra laps, and clear all the equipment from training.” It’s Lucy this time, starring daggers into me. Still, I don’t let up.

“Maybe I left the light on.” I shrug. “And why do we have to do this right now? I have 2 exams tomorrow. So, if I may. Let’s finish training so I can get to study and do other things.”

“This is exactly what I’m talking about Y/N. You’re deflecting absolutely everything we say. You’re not taking the information in. I get you’re stressed but that doesn’t mean you isolate yourself.” She pauses, sighing deeply. “We are going home right now. You will not touch your school work, this has gone on for long enough. I know Alexia agrees with me.”

“Before you argue, just think. Is this really the best way I could’ve prepared? Yes nail in, do the study for good results. But also remember to utilise the support system you have, the team, the coaches, take a break.” By the end of the rant I feel tears well in my eyes. I feel someone hug me and I can tell who it is by the obscurely large hands.

“Nena, go home with Lucy. Get some rest, and not only will you feel better but it gives your brain a break. When the week is over we can talk more but for now go.” The Catalan smiles warmly. I nod my head saying thanks before walking with Lucy to the car.

“Do you feel alright? You do look very pale.” She places her hands against my face and frowns. “No temperature. I’ll get some food into you and we’ll have a rest day. Just us.” I nod slowly staring out of the window as my mind races.

When we get to the apartment, no conversation is made and I immediately go and take a shower. It’s there that I cry and let all my frustrations out, the stress finally taking its toll on my mind.

When I’m dressed and ready I walk out to the smell of pancakes and Lucy sitting on the couch with Narla next to her. She hears me and turns her head around, eyebrows furrowing at the state I’m in.

She pats the open spot next to her which isn’t taken by the Westie and hands me a plate, which I accept gratefully.

It’s a comfortable silence, but I know she’s waiting for me to say anything. And this time, I do.

“I’m sorry Luce.” My voice is quiet and more high pitched compared to what it normally sounds like.

She smiles lightly.

“Hey, these things happen. You’re smart, just as Alexia said give your mind a rest and you’ll do better. Myself, Keira, the rest of the team only want the best for you and your well-being. Let’s not talk about this now, take it step by step. You’ll be ok.” I nod wiping freshly formed tears as she pulls me into a big hug, giving the rest of her pancake to Narla who eats it happily.

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And ok it would be. I end up playing Fifa with Lucy the rest of the day before eventually falling asleep against her. As for the exams, I pass by with good grades and after everything’s done the team takes me out to a restaurant to celebrate. As much as I deny it, this team is the most important thing to me. I love and adore them all so much.

[pe4cht3a]

I beg you, a one-shot where the reader breaks down mentally in front of Killua, and he tries to comfort them as best as he can, albeit a bit clumsily, with lots of hugs and pure fluff. 😭🙏

₊⊹ Could’ve Said So .𖥔 ݁

── .✦ a/n: ty for the request! i wrote this while pulling an all nighter so its kinda aurgahhaz

“i’ve just been having a rough day okay? not a big deal.” you snapped as you ran your hand through your hair with much stress. “you’ve been legit saying the same thing for a week now, y/n.” the albino snapped back with a somewhat frustrated tone as he face palmed his face, feeling defeated. “why the fuck are you so up in my business anyways, kil?” you rolled your eyes. the room was silent for a painfully awkward 30 seconds, as you laid on your stomach, on the top of your bed. as you continued on with working on your college assignments on your laptop, acting unbothered, you spot in the corner of your peripheral vision, your EXTREMELY pissed off boyfriend staring at you for a good half minute at the entrance of your bedroom.

“look, i seriously don’t know what the hell is up with you lately, but you’re not telling me how you’ve actually been feeling is something even gon can fucking see.” the furious silverette hissed as he took a step closer towards your bed. “you’re overthinking.” you shut him down as your eyes are fixated on your laptop screen, not paying mind to the poor boy’s concerns. “me? overthinking? you’ve fucking lost it, y/n.” your boyfriend gritted his teeth as he clenched his palms. although, killua’s words are harsh and come off as plain anger, his eyes said otherwise. that mesmerising blue gaze of his were filled and drowning with worry and desperation. “god. can you just PLEASE step out for a moment, kil. i’m nearing a deadline right now.” you huffed out, in an almost begging tone. you could already sense the tears perking up in the corner of your eyes. “obviously, no. im not leaving this room until you tell me why you’ve not been yourself lately.” your boyfriend reaffirmed. you gave out the heaviest sigh known to mankind as you put your hands over your face, still facing your unfinished work on your laptop. the room was hushed once again, only this time it was quiet for way longer. 2 minutes gone, still, you had your hands sheltering over your face.

“uh.. y/n?” killua asked as he finally started carrying his movements again, eventually sitting on the edge of your bed. as he got closer, he suddenly heard sniffling and small sobs. those forceful but poorly suppressed sobs and sniffles sent killua into a panic, as he was already pretty concerned in the first place. without a second thought, the silverette immediately shuffled towards you on the bed, causing some of your plushies to fall off your bed in the hurried process.

“babe?” he forced your hands off your face, despite you protesting by trying to keep your face covered. of course, killua won that small battle. as his hands pulled away yours, he finally witnessed the state you were in. mascara running down your face as tears were flowing out, eyes red and puffy, sniffling nose and furrowed eyebrows. “i told you to get out just now!” you yelled in a fit of frustration. killua clicked his tongue, “fuck that. tell me what’s wrong.” he said as he placed a hand on your shoulder, so so lovingly. as if, he would completely fall apart if he couldn’t hold onto you somehow.

“i said get the fuck out.”

“no.”

“why won’t you just leave me alone.”

“no.”

“JUST GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME.”

“yeah, no.”

you shut your eyes tightly, trying to just close off from everything currently. unfortunately, thats just a fantasy. you’ve been completely overloaded lately for the past month with lots of assignments and college projects. along with the fact, you had high expectations for yourself and your abilities. usually, you wouldn’t be this overstimulated for school work, but your professor has truly been giving you a hard time lately, for simply once accidentally dozing off in their lesson. then again, you’ve always been quite the person to crave validation from your performances and abilities. perhaps that’s why you chose killua, he valued you for who you genuinely were and not what you were able to offer. it felt good to actually be valued for yourself, which is something that doesn’t occur very often for you. whether, it was your looks or grades, it constantly felt like people always had an ulterior motive when socialising with you. you were getting tired.

“geez. just tell me what’s actually wrong.” killua stressed as he started shaking your shoulder. “i’m very stressed.” you said in a plain tone, holding back tears, trying hard to not seem pathetic to your love. “you could’ve just said so..” he replied in a relieved yet annoyed manner. “you know its difficult for me to do that…” you muttered, trying to stop the tears. “uh, you can always text me?” the albino declared as he thought that was an amazing solution. “you’re really bad at this.. you know?” you smirked, despite the ruined mascara all over your face and eyes still puffy.

“fuck off y/n.” he rolled his blue eyes as he pulled you into a hug, you were caged into his embrace. you could feel heat radiating off his body onto yours. you felt so weak and limp after pushing yourself to work so hard and not to mention, crying a lot too. as you stayed in his embrace, he lifted his arm and placed a hand onto the back of your head. “whatever it is, take your time. i’ll always listen.” he whispered, as you felt his other arm travel around onto your waist. “hm, yeah..” you replied, using your little remaining amount of energy to push that response out of you. what truly calmed you down though, was that being entangled in a hug with him, you could always feel his heart beat rapidly speeding up against your chest as you are pressed against him so dearly, you could breathe in the scent of your beloved killua as well as the comfort he always lovingly provided.

after what felt like an eternity, albeit, a pleasant one. you finally lifted your head to look at your love. intoxicated by the scent of your boyfriend and the love in the atmosphere, you are met with killua looking down at you through his pale toned hair that slightly covered his eyes. those exact eyes met yours with an equal amount of love and adoration.

[lime1991]

those mlp infection aus on tiktok have been alright but heres my idea to consider:

the main characters of the au are the cmc. theyre not the lone survivors, and heres why: the infection almost entirely affects adults. this is just like a book i read in 5th grade, thats where im stealing this from.

Applebloom is the self appointed leader, shes best at foraging for food and growing it as well as building re-enforcements for the shelter (which is the clubhouse. it's higher up so they dont have to worry about most infected ponies reaching them.)

Scootaloo is the defender of the base as well as the group in general. shes the one who handles the weapons and is first to sacrifice herself for her friends to get to safety. She says its because he doesnt want to hold them back due to her disability, they tell her she doesnt have to think like that. but its hard not to.

Sweetie Belle is... not all there. sometimes she forgets the apocalypse has happened and that most of her loved ones are dead. Scootaloo and Applebloom take turns sleeping during the night to make sure someone is always lookout. that, and they can't risk Sweetie Belle unknowingly walking into the dark trying to get home.

Partially inspired by one of the best animes ive ever seen: School Live, Scootaloo and Applebloom sometimes, when Sweetie is having an episode, pretend everything is normal. Is the most they can do for their friend, who is clearly so traumatized that her brain blocks out the reality of their situation. Sometimes, Applebloom wishes that could happen to her.

When the infection started, it slowly took over the elderly first. Granny Smith got sick, fast. Big Mac and Applejack took care of her, but only a few days later she would turn into some kid of monstrous creature. Big Mac did the unspeakable act of putting her out of her misery.

Sweetie Bell was sent to go live with Rarity while her mother was sick. Her father began to feel ill too, and didn't want her to get herself and her friends at school sick as well. She could hear over the phone the conversations her sister and father had. How mom was getting worse, how dad was getting worse. How they stopped calling altogether.

A couple days into the widespread sickness, Scootaloo's aunts took a trip to the store to stock up on groceries just incase a quarantine was issued. They were gone for hours. They were gone for days. They never came back. Eventually, Scootaloo traveled outside of her home by herself, and could never return.

Once Big Mac and Applejack started showing signs of illness, Applejack spoke to cousins in other places wondering if they would be able to let Applebloom stay with them a while. But just like everyone in Ponyville, they were experiencing the same issue. At one point, Fluttershy agreed to watch Applebloom until AJ and Big Mac started to feel better.

After hearing that Fluttershy graciously took in Applebloom, Rarity sent Sweetie Belle off to her the moment she started to cough. She didn't want Sweetie to see her like that. She didn't want her to get sick either, and in fact, she probably transported it from their parents house and into Rarity's. That made Rarity angry. Her last words to Sweetie were about how upset she was that she'd brought the illness to her.

Scootaloo went to Fluttershy herself. She couldn't find Rainbow Dash, so she settled for the next best pony. She was shocked to see her friends had been there themselves the past few days. Scootaloo only managed to stay a few hours, because during the night the crusaders awoke to a crash in another room. Upon investigation they saw Fluttershy hunched over a broken glass. There was blood on the floor.

They went to comfort her, but she wasn't herself any longer. When she turned to face them it already looked like she'd been ravened by the infection. She was so hungry. Why couldn't the jar just open? She was so... hungry. Before she could even stand back up, the crusaders grabbed their things and fled to the only place they knew they'd be safe. The clubhouse.

[crazylittlejester]

Holy crap I haven't looked at your account in a while (idk why but your posts just haven't been popping up on my home page) and I saw your new pfp! IT'S ABSOLUTELY STUNNING!!! Your art is so good!!

Also I wanted to hear about your personal head cannons for Warriors because I would love to hear them!!

a lot of people have been telling me that actually, that they’re not seeing my posts on their dash anymore, i wonder if something is going on with that :( (and also IVE noticed that my engagement has been down, tho i’d thought that’s just because this is a busy time of year)

HEHE THANK YOU!! :3 i love my blorbo and the voices wanted me to draw him again

god there are. so. so many that i have- but to list off a few:

- middle child (he’s number four of seven), and im so set on this one. he has six sisters (one of which is his twin (Linkle)) because i know in my heart this man was raised by women. also i hc his mom is still alive because he deserves a living mother after everything (and he loves her and shes awesome and she misses him very very much)

- he has the worst vision ever, he cant see more than like 20 feet away from him without things just getting blurry, but he genuinely doesn’t realize that his vision is shit he thinks hes normal

- due to his burn scars its hard for him to regulate his temperature so he overheats easily in hot weather if hes not careful

- i hc after the war he took in two cats that he found abandoned in a destroyed village. he tried to find who they belonged to but couldn’t, and initially he wasn’t going to keep them but then he got attached and now those are his babies and his girls (Rosie and Delilah). He knits them sweaters because they have no fur and knitting is a good productive mindless activity for him to do when he’s stressed

- on a similar note: i hc he has experience as a tailor and is very good at sewing and mending things because while his family does own a small farm and sell some crops (he’s a country boy turned city boy and this is another hill i will die on), they’re tailors and thats the main way they make money

- absolutely terrified of cuccos because Linkle would chase him around with them when they were kids and eventually the cuccos took this to mean any time they saw Warriors they were to chase him, without Linkle even being there

- i hc his eyes are hazel and that his hair is naturally dark brown and very curly, but he started bleaching and straightening it when he ended up in the army and got to Castletown

- hes scared to go home to his family now that the war is over because he’s worried hes changed too much as a person after everything he went through and he can’t mentally handle the idea of being rejected from a place he gets so much comfort from just thinking about, so he keeps his distance and is full of some pretty lame ass excuses as to why he wont go home (it’s been well over a decade. i hc he left at 15-16 and is currently 27 almost 28). Linkle is the only blood relative he’s seen since he left for the war and she tries to convince him to come home whenever she sees him

- i hc he looks just like his mom, which is a blessing and a curse for him because he can never hate his face because he is literally IDENTICAL to his mom and he loves and misses her so much, but it’s painful to look at himself in the mirror sometimes. Linkle, being his TWIN, is can also be hard to look at

- HUGE history nerd, and getting to travel through the eras and learn about them has been the most exciting thing to ever happen to him. he didn’t have access to a formal education as a kid, he would’ve been home schooled basically, and once the war was over and he had access to a library full of knowledge from all over the place on topics he’d never even realized existed he just started reading and didn’t stop. he LOVES to learn and he loves to explore, and half his journal is just all his observations on the eras a little notes and could literally be a history book on its own. he draws diagrams and maps and all sorts of stuff in there, and when he goes home he LOVES getting to tell people the history books are fucking wrong

- the other half of his journal contains more personal things, and also notes on his companions and strategies for battles (he is INCREDIBLY observant and keeps very detailed notes. his journal is basically an extension of his brain because the ADHD can make it hard to keep track of all his thoughts sometimes). none of it is written in ‘hyrulian common’ (english), the entire thing is in his native language (portuguese) written in an alphabet none of the chain are able to read (and no one in War’s Castletown and read it either. should someone take his journals it would take them a good long while to translate them)

- his left hand is a little messed up, sometimes it shakes and sometimes his grip is really weak, so on days his wrist isn’t strong enough to wield his sword in a way that makes him feel safe, he brings out the fire rod. two handed weapon, offers him more stability, and yeah he also does just like watching shit go up in flames

- he’s actually an introvert. the loud obnoxious personality is something that was created from rumors and expectations of him from the kingdom and the whole ‘Captain’ persona is really just like some character he plays. he’s definitely a bit dramatic at his core, but hes a much more quiet and reserved person than he comes off as. he greatly values his privacy and alone time

[juyeonszn]

DREAMS COME TRUE

PAIRING kim younghoon x f!reader

WORD COUNT 1.36k

GENRES fluff,,, just fluff

WARNINGS mature language but are we surprised, the tamest thing i’ve written in what feels like years, uni!au, best friends to lovers, mutual pining but younghoon is kinda dumb and very dramatic, one (1) kiss scene but thats about it

SUMMARY younghoon has been in love with you since what feels like the dawn of time. he’s watched you fall for the wrong guys over and over again, too much of a coward to do anything about it. but you’re on the brink of graduation and he’s finally ready to let you know. he just hopes you feel the same.

MORE hi…. how yall doin…. LOL the juyeonszn comeback no one was expecting 🥳 i’ve been in a bit of a younghoon phase lately and i realized i was not showing him enough love so i present to u this lovely piece of younghoonery <3 this is also my submission for the @deoboyznet love letter collective event! huge thank u to @sungbeam for beta’ing i owe u my life beam </3

PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs @itsbeeble @zzoguri @/deoboyznet @cloverdaisies @vernyangel @ericlvr

Maybe he should’ve told you how he felt about you during your dinner before prom senior year. The words sat on the tip of his tongue, waiting to be spoken into existence. It was the perfect moment. You were each other’s dates anyway. 

But then he chickened out—he didn’t think he deserved you. And perhaps that was only slightly true: for letting you slip through his fingers numerous times? Absolutely. But for everything else? The universe couldn’t help but pity him, too. 

There was also the time that your ex boyfriend cheated on you and you came crying to him in the middle of the night. He woke up and stayed awake until early hours of the morning just to comfort you. It wasn’t because he felt bad, but because he would do any and everything for you. While you curled in on yourself, cuddled into the safety of his arms, he debated telling you then, too. 

Time and time again, Younghoon has sat there and watched as you dated different guys. He sucks it up and deals with it because he’s afraid of rejection, but he also doesn’t want to ruin your friendship. You’ve been best friends since middle school, and that made him afraid that you’d always only see him as that. There was that saying that girls and guys could never just be friends. Unfortunately, that was the case for him, but maybe not for you.

Now here you are, the day before your college graduation, and Younghoon is once again torn between mustering up the courage to confess and putting this puppy love to rest. 

He told himself during your first year of university if he didn’t tell you at all during these four years, he would give up. You were both preparing for true adulthood and if he couldn’t lay himself bare for the person closest to him, he didn’t think it was meant to be. And well, time is running out for him. He had to speak now, or forever hold his peace.

Younghoon watches as you scamper around your apartment, gathering your things for graduation tomorrow. It was a hectic enough day without you worrying if you were going to lose something, or run late. You hang your cap and gown on the coat hook near your front door before dashing back into your room to make sure your outfit is put together. 

Even in the chaos of your zooming around, Younghoon still finds you absolutely breathtaking. You’re slightly sweating from all of your movement and from the heat of the rapidly approaching summer, but nevertheless, you look so beautiful to him. The decision that seemed so hard to make over the years feels pointless. The answer has been clear from the beginning.

“Y/N.”

You pause what you’re doing to look over at him, wiping your forehead with the back of your hand. Your cute, caught-off-guard expression has him nearly melting into the couch. He doesn’t understand why it took him so long to get it together. 

Your eyebrows furrow in confusion when he starts walking towards you. “Wha— Is everything okay?”

“Everything’s fine,” he says, his frame towering over you in a way that is never intimidating, only comforting. “I have something I need to tell you, though.”

“Can it wait? I’m a little busy here.” Your hands come to rest on your hips and it takes all of the strength inside of Younghoon to not pull you into his embrace and kiss you. He thinks he would die, and he has to survive the duration of this confession if he wants to see the other side. (The side where, hopefully, you finally become his, in the way he’s wanted for years.)

“It can’t, actually,” he breathes, a newfound, unwavering confidence taking over. “I think I’ve waited for too long.”

“You’re kinda scaring me,” you laugh, scratching the back of your neck. “What is it, Hoon?”

Speak now or forever hold your damn peace, Kim Younghoon.

“Y/N, I love you,” he starts, and when you open your mouth to say you already know that, he continues. “And not in the way I’ve told you since we were eleven. I love you in the way that I can’t go to sleep at night without wondering if you’re sleeping comfortably, too. I can’t wake up in the morning without wondering if you did that cute, little whine that you do when your alarm goes off. I think about my future constantly, even though it’s fucking terrifying, and you’re always in it. Not just as my best friend or my partner in crime, but as my forever partner, too. I’ve felt this way about for god knows how long now, but I’ve always just been too afraid of what it would do to our friendship if you didn’t see me the same way. I don’t want to sit back and watch you date these other guys who end up hurting you anymore. I want to be the one you go to for everything.”

When he finishes, his chest is heaving a little, practically spieling without taking a moment for air. Despite the strength he collected to say all of that out loud, he was still nervous and looked away from you as he did it. He’s making eye contact now though, and he’s freaking the fuck out because he can’t read you one bit.

You aren’t saying anything, just staring at him with your lips parted, and he thinks that's tenfold more frightening than if you were to yell and slap him in the face. Each second that passes in complete silence has his hands clamming up and his heart racing faster. He realizes how close he’s standing to you and takes a step back, and then another, then another, until he’s grabbing his things and scrambling to get out of your apartment. 

You hate him. That has to be it. You see him as a brother more than anything else and he just ruined it all. 

But the moment he steps foot into the hallway, you’re calling after him desperately. 

“Younghoon, wait!”

Your voice, laced with emotion, has him halting in place. He turns around to see you standing in the threshold of your door, eyes welled with tears. He’s only ever seen you cry when you're sad, when you’re heartbroken, and he prays to whatever higher being exists that he didn’t do just that to you. (He tries to ignore how gorgeous you look even when crying.)

“I— You can’t just say all of that and run away!” You’re full on bawling now and it has his eyes widening. “You’re so stupid, you know that? I’ve been in love with you since we were thirteen and you lent me your hoodie inside of the movie theater when I said I was cold. You’ve always cared so deeply for me, so unconditionally. How could I not fall for you? You made it so hard not to.”

Younghoon is stunned. He had no idea you felt the same because you’ve been so good at hiding your feelings from him unless you chose to show him something. “Why did you date all those guys then?”

“To make you jealous, you idiot,” you sniffle, laughing at his obliviousness. “You’re such a guy; it’s endearing.”

He pouts at your low-key insult, but it doesn’t really upset him. In fact, he feels like he’s soaring right now. Your feelings are mutual and it’s as if all is well in the world. He closes the space between you once again, lifting his arm to swipe away your tears. You nuzzle into his palm instinctively and he’s sure he’s a puddle on the ground.

“Can— Can I kiss you?” He braves himself to ask, searching your features for any indication that you didn’t want this. You nod, your own hand covering his. The sparkle in your eyes is more than enough confirmation for him and so he leans in.

When your lips meet, Younghoon wonders if he did something heroic in a past life. He feels a pleasant buzz all the way to the tips of his fingers. It’s everything he’s dreamed of. 

You’re everything he’s dreamed of.

© juyeonszn. do not steal, claim, or repost. 

[teag-writes]

Teachers Pet

guess who's back!! me!! yay!! umm another request from my pookie bear @etherealhozier so thank her for this one! (also apologies for the unoriginal ass title, i couldnt think of anything else so yeah!!)

cw: age gap (20 sumthing years idk i cant do math!), pet names, thigh riding, cumming on leg (yum), i think thats it!!

You knew from a small age you wanted to catch “bad guys” for a living. Which is why immediately after you graduated high school, you had already enrolled in one of the criminal behavioural classes at the college you attended, as one of your main classes.  

After about a month of being at your university, you had settled in quite nicely as you got to know all of your teachers and other classmates. Now the love for criminal activity and all things crime being the main reason you were attending college, you promised yourself that you wouldn’t let anything get in your way. 

Until you saw him. Dr. Reid, or more formally known as the FBI agent turned professor, was the one who taught you and everyone else all about the interesting subject. He was tall, slender and had dark hair, and even darker eyes like he was hiding something. The way he talked so passionately about his life in the BAU made your stomach swirl. 

You knew this was completely wrong, having a crush on a man who was at least in his mid 40s, while you were in your early 20s. It almost disgusted you, the things you thought of letting him do to you, bending you over and smack-

“(Y/n). Are you paying attention?” A stern but quiet voice interrupted your daydreams as you looked at the man in front of you. 

“Yes sir. Sorry.” You said embarrassed. If he could read minds, you’d sure as hell be in a lot of trouble. 

He pursed his lips at you, forming a smile and giving you a nod and continued teaching. You groaned quietly, knowing this would be a long semester. 

—————————

After class, you’d packed your things up and were about to head off to your dorm for study time, when you were halted by a call of your name. 

“(Y/n). Can I speak to you for a moment?” Your professor had caught you red handed and you knew you were done for as you walked over to his desk, after he shut the door. 

“Your attention span has been decreasing lately. Is everything at home okay? Anyone bothering you?” He seemed genuinely concerned for you as he asked you. 

“No sir. Everything’s fine. I’m just… it’s hard to pay attention in class.” Your tone slipped out more seductive than it should’ve and you knew damn well what you were doing was wrong, but you couldn’t care less. Spencer swallowed harshly, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly as you spoke to him. 

“Oh? Why’s that (y/n)? I’m not boring you, am I?” He said with a raspy laugh that made your stomach flip. 

“No, not at all sir. If anything,” you said looking him up and down. “It’s quite the opposite.” 

You were so nervous with what you were doing right now that you felt like throwing up. You took a step closer to the man in front of you and looked at him. 

“No. Stop.” He whispered out. “This is utterly inappropriate and so, so wrong.” He stopped you in your tracks and you started at him with embarrassment and guilt. 

“Shit, I’m… I’m gonna go.” You quickly grabbed your things and rushed out the door, Spencer yelling after you but you didn’t turn back. 

That night in your dorm, you couldn’t stop thinking about what happened as you got so frustrated with yourself. But within a few seconds, an idea popped into your head. If he really wanted you, you’d have to make him show you. And that’s exactly what you were going to do. 

—————————

The next day for class, you’d almost forgotten about what had happened when you remembered your plan. Make him want you. You thought to yourself if this was really what you wanted to do, yet you went through with the plan. You jumped out of your current skirt and replaced it with another, shorter, smaller one as you did the same with your shirt. You popped open the first few buttons and let your hair fall loosely over your shoulders, and decided to go with a dark red lipstick, with well as a pair of heels as you walked to class. 

Everyone had their eyes on you. Teachers, students, hell, everyone was gawking at you in awe. Whispers of shock fled peoples mouths as you walked into class and took a seat. You sat front row, as you always do, and waited for class to begin. The moment Spencer walked in, you stopped breathing, remembering that this was all for him. 

“Good morning class…” Spencer trailed off of his sentence as he saw you, and let out a choked cough.  “Pardon me, I must’ve had something in my throat. Please take out your notebooks, we will be talking notes today.” The whole entire time Spencer was speaking, he didn’t take his eyes off you once. And that continued throughout the whole lesson. 

By the time class was done, everyone had made their way out as you remained last again, trying to pack up quickly when an angry seeming voice halted you once again. 

“(Y/n). We need to talk.” Spencer didn’t seem impressed at all, but that only filled you with more lust. You gave him a warm, innocent smile and sat back down as he closed his door again. 

“Is something wrong, Dr?” You batted your eyelashes at Spencer and you hated every second of it, but you needed him. 

“Don’t call me that.” He had a furious look on his face, as he stepped closer towards you. “What’s going on with you today? The makeup and clothes, I mean.” 

You playfully spoke back to him as he asked you a question. “I don’t know what you mean.”

He groaned as you spoke to him, tipping his head back slightly. “Don’t play dumb with me, (y/n). You know what you’re doing.” 

He lunged forward to you and grabbed your wrist, hard but not too hard. 

“Is it working, Dr?” You purred back at him, and that only made things worse as he gently put his hand around your neck. 

“Yes. Yes it is, (y/n). Your little “whore” getup makes me sick. God, you don’t know what you do to me.” He said growling back at you. As he continued his grip on your neck, another hand made its way down to your legs and stopped at your heat. 

“Fucking soaked. Bet you’ve thought about this hm? Me pinning you against this wall and fucking you raw?” 

You moaned at his harsh, lustful words as he continued circling your clit through your panties. His grip tightened when you didn’t answer, making you squeal loudly. 

“Answer me. Have you thought about this, (y/n)? 

“Yes.” Was all you managed to breathe out. 

“Atta girl.” He praised you as he let go of your neck, sitting back down his desk chair. You stared at him with confusion, not knowing what to do. 

“C’mere.” He patted his thigh and motioned you to come sit on his lap. You immediately complied, straddling yourself right over his bulge, making you gasp. 

“If you want this so bad, you’ll get off on my thigh while I grade these papers.” He cooed gently at you, moving the hair out of your face. The angry man that was there seconds ago, was now gone. You whimpered at his command, as you knew you were going to have to work for it. 

“I know baby, I know. You’ll be okay.” He praised softly, as he leaned in for a kiss. You let his tongue swipe yours, as his teeth grazed your bottom lip, making you moan. He pulled apart from the kiss and you groaned at the loss of contact. 

“I know you wanted me to fuck you, but there’s consequences when you come into my office dressed like that. I’m being nice and at least letting you get off, hm? Such a good girl.” 

You couldn’t even be mad at him, his sweet tone had taken complete control over you. You started moving your hips against his leg, slowly and painfully, eliciting a moan from your lips that only made him twitch under you. You slowly started to speed up your movements, already feeling your muscles spasm over his cock. His hands made their way from the papers on his desk to your hips, moving them expertly against his leg. He saw that you were getting tired, so he naturally bucked his leg repeatedly into your wet cunt. 

The familiar coil in your stomach began to break apart and you came tortuously hard on his leg with a loud moan, not caring if anyone heard. He bucked his leg into you again, riding you through your orgasm as you let out sweet little whimpers. 

“Shh shh, I’ve got you baby. It’s okay. Good girl.” All the little praises he mumbled to you made you needy enough to come again, but you couldn’t. Instead, you sit there with your head on his shoulder, all fucked out because of him. 

[areyoufuckingserious]

𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏 (𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔)

Spiderman! Jungwon X Female College Student! Reader

🎀 Part two

TW: Mentions of death, Coma, Depression, Anxiety (not a lot)

Hectic.

That's what every day is like with your boyfriend. You're running around trying to get your school supplies while he’s trying to hide his suit in case his roommate Riki comes back home early. “So why do you hide your suit if Riki already knows your Spiderman” he smiles at you “One day I came home and saw him in my suit practicing Spiderman poses” You guys laugh together. You walk down the stairs from Jungwon's dorm “What time does Riki get home from school” you ask reaching for Jungwon's hand “I don't even think he goes I'm starting to think he's leaving for funsies”.

“How many classes do you have today” Jungwon asks you walking you to the campus holding your hand “Like 4 then I’ll be home and we can hang out till you have to patrol” You swing his hand back and forth while fixing your hair. “I’ll be waiting for you,” he says making you smile when you see his dimples showing, you kiss him goodbye.

11:11

Your favorite time of day, not only do you go on break but when you're with your boyfriend he swears this time is lucky and makes a wish and begs you to make one too. The funny thing is every time you make one your boyfriend begs to know what it was.

 “Ok I’ll make a wish if it’ll make you stop” he smiles after you start to close your eyes “Alright I'm done can I open my eyes,” you ask searching for his hand “You have to tell me what your wish was” you open your eyes in shock “Thats not how it works sir” he laughs at your reaction and covers your eyes with his hands “You have to tell me” He starts rolling your head around while you both laugh.

You see Jay walk into class while you're walking out looking distraught you grab his arm. “Jay are you ok” You see him jump a bit at the action. “Yeah I'm cool I just need to sit” he reaches towards the closest seat limping. “Jay is your leg okay” You put your books on the table “I was playing around with Jungwon you know how he gets” Jay reaches for his leg. You raise your eyebrow, Jungwon wouldn't have been with Jay today was his brother's death anniversary. 

Before Jungwon was Spiderman it was his adoptive brother Heeseung, who died fighting venom trying to save Jungwon when you met Jungwon in your sophomore year of high school he was inconsolable. It wasn't his fault but he blamed himself for years eventually you and him became good friends and he took over the mantle. At first, he got a lot of backlash but eventually, they loved him as much as the original. Then you guys go together and every day on July 11, he goes either with you or Riki to see his brother. But on this day he promised you he could do it himself.

Your phone begins to ring, and you answer after the second ring you smile at the contact photo  “Hi Ni-ki” your smile fades “Yeah I'll call him” you say looking at Jay confused “What happened” Jay asks fixing his pant leg “Jungwon isn't answering ni-ki’s calls so I'm gonna text him”

An hour is how long it took for the call

A call that hurt you more than anything

You waited an hour for Jungwon to call you “Y/n let's just think happy” Ni-ki says wrapping an arm around your shoulder. Ni-ki has been like a brother to you ever since he moved into the dorm you and Jungwon shared. You're probably right” You get cut off by your phone ringing you answer without looking.

You look at Ni-ki overhearing on his phone “Found footage of Spiderman fighting a black villain variant possibly another venom” “See he’s okay we were just thinking too hard” he jokes trying to lighten the mood. You won't lie hearing the news lightened your nerves a little bit.

“Is this Y/N L/N?” the voice on the phone asks “Yes this is she..” you answer looking at Ni-ki as his face looks at his phone in terror. You whisper to Ni-ki reaching for his arm as he moves back “What's wrong? Ni-ki what happened”. “Ms. Y/N L/N are you listening” the voice on the phone asks “Yang Jungwon just got admitted into the hospital and is currently in a coma” You drop your phone tears rolling down your face.

I'll update eventually......

©✰𝕶𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖊✰ 2024— do not repost on another platform, copy, translate or edit my works!

[aeruia]

↻. HAIKYU!!

↻. “ LET'S START AGAIN BUT AS LOVERS ! ”

akaashi has been courting you for years but then today is the day he will stop courting you and start again but as lovers.

pairing: akaashi keiji x gn!reader

warning/s: none, but its cringe and very cheesy !!

word count: 600

note: istg i don't know what im doing, i just wanna post thats why

“ i’m guessing you're here for akaashi? ” someone said, making you look back seeing that it was just konoha. “ how do you know? ” you asked with a shocked voice, making konoha laugh.

the dirty-blonde haired walked away first, walking inside following him, peeking your head on the door seeing that they're just about to finish their practice. bokuto found you peeking at the door as he screamed your name running at you.

“ [name]!!! ” catching you off guard while the boy hugged you tightly. ” akaashi missed you so much, don't tell him i said it to you!! ” he whispered loudly enough for you to hear, laughing at what he said. “ did you all just finished practicing? ” bokuto nodded as he grins ” you can grab your boyfriend now since practice is over! ” konoha snickered when bokuto said that as you smacked him in his shoulder.

that made him laugh as he stopped teasing you about akaashi, helping them clean up the gym before leaving it. deciding you should just wait for akaashi to come out of the gym if they finished cleaning the gym.

you were sitting on one of the benches outside as someone called out your name, you didn't bother looking who it was standing up and quickly going on his side, giving him a smile.

“how’s practice?” akaashi’s head tilted to the side smiling softly. “ as usual, it's fine. ” he started as you nodded, encouraging him to continue more so he did. he told you everything what happened when they're practicing as you both left the school.

you clutched your stomach as if it will stop you from laughing too hard. “ i tried to stop him but that didn't do anything so i went along with it. ” sighing, feeling that you get over it, seeing a nearby bench hurriedly running to sit. akaashi sits beside you scooting closer to him as you lean your head on his shoulder.

he has been courting you for a while now. by you mean for a while is that he's courting you for 2 years now and you wanna change that today. you tried preparing for how you're gonna answer him but you can't think of anything so you did go to what your friend said.

the black haired boy felt you took a deep breath as he hummed in response, smiling as you both watched the sun set. “ hey, what do you think if you should stop being my suitor? ” he was taken aback by the sudden question but he couldn't move too much since you're leaning on his shoulder. “ what do you mean? “ puzzled, why are you asking this kind of question. “ ‘m just saying, you know, what if we should start over again? ” akaashi was even more confused than before, are you about to go crazy? ” start over? what? ” he asked, confusion was visible in his voice as you can't help but giggle as you sat up straight again. “ start over again as lovers don't you think? ”

the raven haired closed his eyes for a second as he looked at you. ” you never ran out of cheesy things to say. ” that made you furrowed your eyebrows, pouting as akaashi can't help but laugh.

“ come on now, we shouldn't be here for too long. ” he stands up, offering his hand to you, happily accepting it giving it a slight squeeze.

you can definitely see the smile on his face when you two are walking out of the park but yours was definitely bigger. everything feels like a dream to akaashi.

all of his efforts paid off and now you're his girlfriend.

date posted 042424

[getstickbugdlol]

i genuinely need somebody to tell me if im being the asshole here.

i called my mom when i found out about duncan and asked her to come be with me. she got here the day that i broke up with him and she said she'd help me pack his shit and that we would redo the apartment to be my space. i really feel i have to emphasize that redoing the apartment was not my idea nor was it something i asked for. tbh i didnt even ask her to help me pack his shit i just asked her to be here because i needed my mom.

over the past few weeks my mom has made a few comments about how she's spent a lot of money redoing the apartment, and how i should be respectful of things she buys me because she works hard and she sacrifices for this and that everything she's buying me is with money she could have kept for herself but she's choosing to give it to me. i currently am working for her and she and my grandma are covering half my expenses through grad school - which is, again, something that i did not ask for - i had planned to keep working full time and i even said i was going to go back to work after my first semester and she told me no bc i worked through undergrad and i should be able to focus on grad school! and i really do appreciate how much time and energy she's sunk into doing all this, and ngl, she has done most of it by herself bc i was just not in a state to do anything at all for like three weeks.

my mom is a generally clean person but she ALWAYS has comments about my housekeeping skills when she comes to stay. thats a sensitive area for me bc i struggle with it and it is something we've been fighting about since i was a literal child. she went to DC to visit my sister this weekend, and i had a super busy weekend but i really did try to keep things clean and set aside special time for cleaning. i vacuumed, i took out trash and recycling (genuinely hard for me from a sensory standpoint), made sure dishes were put away and everything was picked up and i vacuumed. my mom came back from DC at midnight and literally the first thing she said to me was there was a french fry outside the trash can, and when i said oh i didn't notice, she said well you can enjoy having bugs in your apartment.

so tonight my mom and i were watching severance and my mom paused mid episode to get ice cream. after a second she paused and said "what smells in here?" and determined that it was a mildewy spoon. she then said my sponge was mildewy and said she was concerned that when she left i wouldn't notice things like that and asked me what the solution was. i told her i didn't want to fight and she said we aren't fighting i'm just asking you a question. i said i didn't wash the dishes (bc i didn't - they've been done twice since my mom came back from DC and not by me) and that I hadn't noticed the sponge or spoons were mildewy but I'd replace it. My mom then said that wasn't the point and she needed to know my solution and we had the same conversation we've had literally like 700 times at this point in my life where she asks what the solution is, I say I don't know, what do you think, and she says (in very simplified terms because this always takes at least two hours) I can't give you a solution you have to come up with it, but I say I didn't notice the problem so how can I come up with a solution, she says my brain doesn't work like yours so it has to be you, and I say, I literally don't know because this is not a priority for me like it is for you, and she says, stop victimizing yourself. So we went on and on like that for a while until she once again brought up that I can't get rid of stuff in the apartment because she bought it and she felt that me not noticing it was dirty was being disrespectful to her, and that it's important for me to be hygienic for myself and my cats. She mentioned several times that I'd had somebody in to clean the apartment a few times when Duncan was living here - which was not even something that's on the table for me rn so I'm not sure why she zeroed in on that particular detail. Her exact words were "Two adults living in the apartment and neither one of you will fucking clean it so you have to hire somebody to clean it" and she made the point that I'm about to not have much money and that SHE can't afford that

Ultimately I'm sure I could have handled it better bc I have had this conversation like 700 times and I was really annoyed at having to fight at all and also being mid severance and I have a lot of anxieties about Duncan's deceit being tied to my demands that he do some housework and I will fully and readily admit I am not a good housekeeper and I don't enjoy it but I don't know if I'm like....genuinely being disrespectful bc that's really not what I want to do with my mom but she also has the emotional regulation of a sheet of rice paper so it's hard to tell

[astral-skyes]

to forget, you need to understand

a/n- this one is pretty long and dialogue heavy but I need to flesh out annabeth and piper’s dynamic. Also I need help. Cuz I don’t wanna use friends to lovers two times so what trope should I use for Pipabeth help

chapter 3

masterlist

Piper

Piper was guilty as heck. Her being the daughter of the goddess of love should’ve made her good at breakups. But she messed it up. Not wanting to use charmspeak on Jason, she winged it and didn’t even get to tell him the most important part. Piper checked her phone again, before getting out of bed and making breakfast.

She had sent a few texts to Jason apologising but she hadn’t gotten a word back. She had also sent a few texts to Leo, he hadn’t answered too.

Sitting down with the fried egg she made, she texted the only person that could make her feel better right now.

‘Hey Annabeth! Wanna meet up? Grab coffee maybe?’

A few minutes passed by and Piper’s phone buzzed.

‘Hey Piper! Yeah, I’m up for it. Where should we meet though. I’m checking out a new school in LA btw’

‘Good! I live there lol. I have a really nice coffee shop I like thats close too. The address is *********.’

‘K, that’s gonna take me like 30 mins to get there. I’ll leave now. See u there?’

‘Yea! I’ll be there’

Piper smiled. She needed someone to talk to about the breakup, and who better than Annabeth? She was one of Piper’s best friends and a person that Piper had gone through a lot with. Putting that aside, she put on a pair of baggy jeans, a white shirt and a dark green jumper she had decorated with lots of different patches.

She left the house and in her excitement, didn’t notice a text from Leo: ‘Hey Beauty Queen. Dw, everything’s ok, Jason’s w me and he’s safe. Calm down lol’

~~time skip~~

Piper arrived at the cafe and Annabeth was already sitting at a table in the corner. The blonde waved to Piper.

“Hey Piper! I haven’t seen you in a little while”

“Same! How has life been?”

“Eh, it’s kinda boring. Ever since the Giant War I’ve just been at camp and school. It’s dull” Annabeth said dejectedly, swirling her coffee.

“Damn. I mean I had a wild day yesterday”

“What happened?”

“For one, I broke up with Jason”

“What? Why? What did he do?” Piper noticed Annabeth said that last sentence as if she was going to make Jason pay for what he ‘did’.

“He didn’t do anything, don’t worry. It’s me. I’ve had a hard time trying to say this, and I didn’t even tell him yesterday but I don’t think I like guys at all”

“Oh. Well congratulations. One for figuring it out and two for being brave enough to tell someone”

“Thanks. Only you and Leo know. I know I need to tell Jason but I’m scared.”

“Hey” At this Annabeth took Piper’s hands in hers. Piper blushed. “You have done harder things than coming out to your best friend. He cares for you, that will never change.”

“Yeah, thanks” Piper said, still blushing.

“I’ve finished my coffee, wanna pay and leave”To Piper’s relief, Annabeth changed the topic.

“Yeah sure. I’ll pay.” Piper said and took out her card.

“Nu-uh. I’m paying.” Annabeth took her card out too and pushed Piper’s away.

“No.” said Piper simply. She called over a waiter who took her card and scanned it.

“I will get you back” Annabeth joked and stood up. Piper stood up after her and they left.

“Anything else new in your life? Maybe something positive?” Annabeth chuckled.

“Yeah actually” Piper said. “I’ve been learning how to draw.”

“Really? Can you show me some drawings?” Annabeth said inquisitively.

“Oh… sure.” Piper took out a small book filled with sketches of houses and people and furniture.

“Whoah!” Annabeth exclaimed, startling Piper. “These are amazing. The only sketches I can do are ones for blueprints and stuff.” Annabeth then started looking through all the sketches. “I can’t believe how lifelike these look, these are amazing!” The blonde lifted her head up to find it was inches away from Piper’s. She pulled away quickly and turned red. “Sorry…”

“It’s fine” Piper felt herself blush too. “I didn’t think they were that good though”

“They’re amazing. Hey, do you mind sketching me?” The blonde had a hint of shyness in her voice.

“Sure! You’re just gonna have to sit relatively still for a few minutes” Piper said excitedly, opening up her notebook to a blank page.

Piper took out a pencil from her bag and began sketching.

After around 3 minutes, Piper sat up and put her pencil away. “Okay, I’m done! What do you think?” Piper showed Annabeth her sketch.

“It’s amazing! I look better here than I do in real life” Annabeth said, smiling.

“Come on, you look amazing in real life too.” Piper answered and Annabeth blushed, then her eyes widened. “Thanks. Wait, do you wanna get ice cream?”

“Yes”

“Alright, what flavour?”

“Choc chip”

“Same! Alright, I’ll go get it” Annabeth stood up and went towards the ice cream van. She bought the ice cream and returned.

“Wanna start going back?” Annabeth asked and handed one cone to Piper.

“Sure” Piper stood up and both walked back to the coffee shop.

“Okay, well this was so fun. We should do this again.” Piper said.

“Yeah, I’m probably going to move here for school. The one I visited was really good.”

“That’s amazing! Well then we should definitely see each other again” Piper said excitedly

“Yeah. Sun’s going down so we should go.”

“Yeah. I’ll text you”

“Not if I do it first!” Annabeth laughed and waved to Piper as she left.

Piper waved back and started moving back to her house.

~~another time skip~~

At her house, Piper was bored again. Annabeth had taken her mind off of her breakup. She sat on her balcony and checked her phone. She’d missed the text from Leo earlier so she answered: ‘Hey Leo, thanks for telling me. How is Jason taking the breakup? I handled it so badly I can’t’

‘Girl it’s not as bad as u think. He’s fine, he told me everything. U should talk to him tho.’

‘Bro ik. I wanna give him a bit of time alone from me.’

‘Sure, we’re alone in the countryside on Festus’

‘Ooohhh so romantic!’

‘Why does everyone say that?? I’m not in love with him’

‘Or are you??’

‘I’m not!’

‘Sure…’ with this, Piper was left on read. Annabeth was all Piper could think about after. She would soon live here and Piper saw a real future where they were really close friends, or maybe more.

[ice-cream-writes-stuff]

Rampange

Episode 2: ♤HOSTILE♤

{WHERE a young teen screams out her aggression with heavy death metal for a boy she barely knows.}

[1]

《HOSTILE: Showing strong dislike; unfriendly.》

♤

Eagerly munching on your food, you sweat, face curling into sour expression.

'Why...'

Grumbling as you took another bite, your friend, Nika, smiles boredly as she glances at you. Then back at her phone, "so... You seem stressed."

'How...'

Irked at her tone, you pause mid-munch. Slowly turning to her, crumbs on your face, squinting.

"I'm gonna' guess it's because of that.. Guy." She stated, making a small gesture to the empty seat near you two.

"...." Mouth still full of nutrition, your face scrunches up more. Nodding quickly as you swallow down the nourishment.

"Figures." She sighs. "He has an attractive face, oh, I also hear he's an actor too." Nika scrolls through her phone a bit more. "But there isn't much to go off of, since he is in our general classes. Seems like he also has a twin sister too-"

Letting out a dry cough, you clutch at your throat. Gagging on your siliva as she hands you your drink. You thankfully take it as you gulp it down.

"You always pick the pretty guys, way too pretty.."

She mocks as you place down your drink, shaking your head in defiance at the idea.

"Now hold on-"

She ignores your protest, continuing easily. "But from what I can tell face-glance at his personality, quiet."

"And not the, 'Oh, so shy!' Kind of way More, 'creep and ice cold.' I also hear he has a sister-con-"

Spitting out your drink, you heave, mouth agape as the water drools down to your thighs.

"H... HOW DO YOU KNOW SO MUCH?!"

You yell, swirly-eyed at all the info placed on you. "Nevermind.. I don't think I wanna know.." You sigh out dizzily, swaying in your seat.

"Ha.." Nika laughs at your struggle. "Basic rumors, media-" She lists off easily, "and studying his interactions with you."

You grumble quietly, "thats a bit much." Yet continue eating, trying to recall the times the two of you been around each other.

-

ONE: FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL.

Today... Was your first day of your new life.

Your former life was now-...

You could be anyone you want!

You misssed it some, but this world was similiar to your own. So no use in crying over spilled milk, instead, you choose to live it how you please.

Skipping to your class, a dumb happy smile on your face. You jump forward on the last step!

"Ruby, c'mon. Were gonna be late."

Mis-steping, your ankle suffers in trying to keep you up. Sweating, you gulp in your tears as you glance at the pair of blondes in terror.

"Eh.. I'm hurrying!"

Suffering in silence, you hold your head up. Biting your lips as you watch the two head inside without a second thought or noticing you.

.

.

.

"AAAAAAGGGHHHH!! STUPID ISEKAI~!"

You screamed, voice different due to your rage. You pause- touching your chest in awe. Your vocal chords... Were powerful...

Smiling in glee, you ignore the throbing in your leg. Re-thinking your situation.

So you were stuck in a manga you found at a bookstore.An indulgent purchase due to social media cramming it down your throat.

New plan..!

Just don't bother with the plot.

-

TWO: SEATMATES.

While, you hoped you would ignore the plot. Pretending it didn't exist like your other problems, it was hard.

Playing dumb wasn't hard.

What was hard however, was ignoring a cute blue-eyed blonde who's goal was to kill his own father.

Him being your seatmate, wasn't too bad per-say. Esspically if he showed no intrest in you at all.

"Hi! I'm (Y/N) (L/N)."

"...Aqaumarine Hoshino." He spoke with politeness, not bothering to smile as je glances back to the board.

It stung, sure, yet it was easier for you to live without the pain your heart would feel if you fell for him. Just like the other poor girls who got insared in his web of lies and odd bonds.

Though, the two of you gradually become more aquainted woth each other.

Often him being blunt with a dead-pan gaze, yet, this simple relationship fine in your book.

-

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-

"Hey-! Earth to (Y/N)! You' listening?" 

"Huh-? Uh, yeah..."

"Good, your dreamboats back. I'm heading to my class." She says, packing her things as she gets up and leaves. Giving a small wave.

"..."Dreamboat"..?" You croak out, not disagreeing, but timid at admiting it.

Aqua comes back to his desk, side-eyeing your apprehensive look.

-

[I wonder what he said during the first part??? Who knows!! Lol, yay! Update! Due to the fact I bought a Aqau Hoshino Nendroid!]

[When he arrives, I'll probably update! Hope he arrives soon! Fan art, comments are always appricated. Also, I found no Aqua x (Y/N) art??? Wha??]