#then he started meowing at me so i had to put him in the living room kjgdfslkjhg

[camellia-thea]

been having weird and vivid dreams recently because it's getting hotter. blue has been sleeping in my room and i keep waking up in the middle of the night and having to sit up and cool myself down and there are these two eyes and a lump on my blankets staring at me like "what the fuck is wrong with you" and it was so jarring the other night that it jerked me out of the dream which i had woken up from and thought was real so viscerally that i stumbled out of bed

[ifwdominicfike]

you’re spending your first christmas with matt and he decides to gift you something you two have always wanted!!

── .✦. ──

“okay keep your eyes closed sweetheart, ‘kay?” matt says while leading you through the quiet apartment. this year was your first christmas together, you two had moved into together a little over 8 months ago and it was the best decision you could’ve made. “matt i swear if i fall or get bumped into a wall its gonna be ugly.” you giggled, obviously not serious.

“yeah yeah baby, just follow my lead, slowly..” you can hear the grin in his voice but decide to ignore it. “are we almost there?? i wanna see my gift already” you complain, trying to sneak a peak by opening your eyes the slightest. “ah ah ah, you better keep your those closed, you’ll ruin the surprise.” just as he said that your now seated on the big couch, sensing the soft pillows laying against it you begin to get comfortable.

“now can i?? ughhh” you groan, now with your hands over your eyes. you hear matt laugh at your neediness, that was until you heard some shuffling. “give me a second, so needy are ya?” he rolls his eyes and prays that the kitty in his arms stays silent.

“okay now be careful, it could be anything you know.” he warns, your face scrunches as you mentally prepare yourself for this gift, he walks over to you and starts to place the kitty in your arms. “matt you’re scaring me..” before you could feel the soft fur he lifts back up the cat and tries to reassure you. “sweetheart don’t be scared, i promise i would never give you something dangerous. now hands out please?”

you reach out your hands and smile at his caring words, the way his voice always put you at ease immediately always warmed your heart. your thoughts are interrupted by the soft meows and soft fur against your fingers, you immediately open your eyes and freeze in shock. “matt, matt, matt. no you fucking didn’t.” your eyes now wide as ever as you cradle the baby kitten in your warm sweater, your eyes start to tear up anf you look up at your boyfriend who now has a sweet smile across his face.

“merry christmas sweet girl” you stand up and he takes you in his arms, now giggling as he wipes away the happy tears that fall down your cheeks. “y-you’re crying baby?” he laughs “well yeah! l-look at him matt! hes so adorable oh my god thank you.” you laugh as more tears fall down. “you deserve everything and anything ever, i live to see m’girl happy.” he says while kissing your forehead.

- avery’s note ˚ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆｡-

here is a cutesy little lovie dovie blurb!! im crying i wish to spend christmas with matt and have him gift me a cute little kitty :(( (also btw my birthday is tmr and im soso excited!! if im a little inactive tmr thats why <3)

MERRY CHRISTMAS LOVIES!!!

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 - @ellaapsworld @chrissv4mp @jetaimevous @mattsbrowser @submattenthusiast @flouvela @sturniolosiphone @chrislova @sophand4n4 @mattsfavoritestar @mattslolita @y3sterdaysproblem @strnilolover @cayleeuhithinknott @cherrynflowergarden @sturnsmia @slut4chris888 @marrykisskilled @chaossturns

[carnalcrows]

MEOW - PARK MIN-SU

pairing: min-su x top male reader

synopsis: min-su reminds you of a cat- so you decide to put your theory to the test.

content warnings: 18+, bottom min-su, spit used as lube, full nelson, semi-public sex, mentions of a threesome

word count: 1.1k

The oppressive atmosphere of the living quarters was suffocating, with the grim reality of the games pressing down on everyone. Yet, in the dim, flickering light, your gaze kept wandering to Minsu.

He sat curled up on his bunk, arms wrapped tightly around his knees, his eyes darting nervously at every sudden noise. He flinched when someone raised their voice, shrinking into himself like he wanted to disappear.

A scaredy cat, you thought. And the more you watched him, the more the comparison fit. His skittish demeanor, the way he seemed to seek small, hidden spaces, and even the soft, plaintive looks he gave when he thought no one was watching.

The idea stuck with you, an unexpected distraction from the horrors of the games.

Lights out came, and as the dormitory descended into uneasy silence punctuated by muffled whispers, you slipped off your bunk. Moving carefully to avoid the patrolling guards, you made your way to the dingy bathroom where Minsu had retreated earlier.

The flickering bulb overhead cast a pale glow across the cracked tiles. You found him near the sinks, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, head ducked as if he were trying to make himself smaller.

“Minsu,” you called softly.

He jumped, almost slipping on the damp floor. “What—what are you doing here?” he hissed, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Relax,” you said, raising your hands in mock surrender. “I just wanted to check on you. You seem... tense.”

He frowned, his expression somewhere between confusion and suspicion. “Why do you care?”

“Because,” you said, stepping closer, “you remind me of something.”

His brow furrowed. “What?”

“A cat.”

His reaction was immediate—his face flushed red, and he stammered, “A c-cat? Are you serious? Why would you—”

You grinned, leaning casually against the sink next to him. “Yeah. A scaredy cat, to be exact.”

Minsu’s mouth opened and closed like he was trying to come up with a retort but couldn’t find one. His flustered expression was too good to resist.

“See?” you teased, stepping closer, watching his ears go pink. “You even look like one when you’re embarrassed.”

“I—I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he muttered, looking everywhere except at you.

“Sure you don’t,” you said, tilting your head. “But I think there’s one way to prove my theory.”

Before he could ask, you leaned in, your lips brushing his in a fleeting, deliberate motion. Minsu froze, his wide eyes meeting yours as his breath hitched.

For a moment, he stayed like that—still, hesitant. But then something shifted. His hands gripped the front of your shirt tightly, and he pressed back, his lips warm and insistent against yours.

What started as cautious quickly turned messy. His lips moved clumsily against yours, a mix of eagerness and inexperience, and you couldn’t help but smile into the kiss. You tilted his chin slightly, deepening it, and he let out a muffled sound of surprise that sent a shiver down your spine.

The kiss grew hungrier, his breathing ragged as he pulled you closer, fingers clutching at your shirt like he couldn’t bear the idea of letting go. Your hands found his waist, steadying him as he leaned into you, his back brushing against the cold, tiled wall.

Minsu let out a soft, breathy whine as you nipped at his bottom lip, and you couldn’t resist teasing him. “You sound like—”

“Don’t,” he interrupted, but his flushed face and half-lidded eyes betrayed him.

You pressed your lips to the corner of his mouth, trailing down to his jaw, and that’s when you heard it—a soft, low vibration.

You froze for a moment, pulling back just enough to meet his eyes. “Are you... purring?”

Minsu blinked at you, his face turning impossibly red. “No! I—I’m not!”

But the sound was undeniable, a steady hum coming from his chest.

“Oh my god,” you said, grinning so wide your cheeks hurt. “You’re actually purring.”

His hands flew to his face, muffling a groan of embarrassment. “You’re the worst,” he mumbled, the vibration still faintly audible.

“And you’re adorable,” you countered, leaning in to kiss him again, this time slower, savoring the way he melted against you.

Your hands slowly went to the hem of his sweatpants, tugging on the strap. He yelped at the friction, wide eyes looking up at you.

“Do you want to do this? I can stop if you give me the word,” you stated, to which he said nothing for a moment, before he brought his lips to yours once more. 

Taking that as a sign to continue, you pulled down his sweatpants and boxers with one firm tug, revealing his aching cock.

You flicked the tip, making the other man let out a small squeal.

Cute.

He steadied himself by placing his hands on your shoulders, as you lifted him up onto the sink. Your hand travelled past his length to his hole, that was twitching around nothing. 

Two of your fingers went towards his face, prodding at his lips. “Suck.”

Minsu complied, meekly letting your digits into his mouth, swirling them around with his tongue. The sight alone made you hard. You wondered how his mouth would feel around your–

Soon, you removed your fingers and placed them at his hole, slowly sliding one finger in. Minsu gasped at the intrusion, his hands gripping onto your shoulders much tighter than before.

You slid another digit into his hole, then another– three fingers were gently pumping in and out of his hole. Your other hand was covering his mouth. As much as you wanted to hear his pretty sounds, you didn’t want to risk a guard barging in.

Once you felt that he was fully prepped, you removed your own sweatpants and boxers, before removing your fingers from his entrance and replacing them with your hard cock.

“This might hurt just a little bit,” you whispered in his ear, before slowly sliding the head in. Minsu gasped, the sudden intrusion doing wonders to his brain. He had never felt this full.

You on the other hand, let out a low groan. ‘He must be a virgin,’ you thought. You had never fucked anyone this…tight.

You gently bottomed out into him, whispering sweet nothings into his ear to calm him down. You lifted him up from the sink, and held him in a full nelson, before starting to thrust into him. 

The new angle was making your cock hit his prostate with every thrust. His eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he let out a loud moan. Your other hand hand gone to his waist to hold him upright.

You fucked into him like a wild animal, savouring his every sound. Logical reasoning had flown out the window a long time ago, you were going to die anyway.

“Fuck–I’m cumming, please–,”Minsu rasped out, to which you only sped up your thrusts.

“So good f’me baby, that’s it–”

The bathroom door opened.

“Minsu my boy! Better vote O tomorrow– What the fuck.”

“...”

“...Can I join?”

“No.”

© carnalcrows on tumblr. Please do not steal my works as I spend time and and I take genuine effort to do them.

[seungfl0wer]

*Teach Me*

Parings: Hyunjin x Reader (Fem)

Genre: Pure smut with some crack

Warnings: Unprotected Sex, Multiple creampies, multiple round, hint at breeding, mentions of masturbation, Hyunjin was a cat turned human. F Receiving, Not proofread. (I think that’s all?)

Link to the request Here. Such a good request uuugh thank you so much for this one. I hope you enjoy it!

A much asked for part two is here: “To much kitten?”

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You signed to yourself cleaning up the mess your new cat had just made. You left the room for 5 minutes to grab your brush just to come back to your cat knocking your positions off the shelf. You started to clean everything up the cream colored cat meowing at you. “Did you have to break them all?” You said glaring at him. You had just brought him home a few weeks ago, finding him alone in the forest where he would surly get eaten by a werewolf or worse.

The playful cat had jumped from where you had placed him away from all the mess to your back. You shook a bit trying to get him to come down to you to grab. He slipped down your side falling into a puddle of mixed positions. You quickly grab him, not knowing what he had fallen in or the reaction it might have. You quickly tried cleaning him and placed him in the bathtub where he couldn’t escape. He sat in there crying but you had to clean everything up. The potions themselves were harmless however mixing them together could cause anything honestly.

After you had everything cleaned you decided to run a bath for you and your kitty. Was he gonna like it? Honestly you had no idea you haven’t tried before. So you ran a nice warm bath for the both of you holding him in your arms as you slipped into the tub. Weirdly enough he didn’t seem to mind. He didn’t seem like he wanted to venture away from you but laying on your chest with the warm water touching him, he seemed calm.

You closed your eyes relaxing into the warmth. And then you hear a poof. Before you could open your eyes you heard the water spilling out of the tub. A hand grazed your side and you could feel legs between your own. You opened your eyes only to find your cute little cat turned into a human.

Eyes wide staring at the naked man above you. He looked like he was in shock he couldn’t move and your body was almost frozen as well. Both of you were literally naked in the tub together. You looked over him eyes wondering his body. His blonde hair plastered to his face. His muscles stiff as he held himself in place and his- “no no do not look” you said to yourself eyes back up to his face. You didn’t even have to look you could feel his cock laying on your leg. Your body was flushed pink it felt like hours had passed but it had only been about 5 minutes.

“Before you say anything just know this is your fault” you said looking up at the man. He tilted his head “maybe don’t have so many bottles around a cat” he rolled his eyes back at you. “So we just gonna stay here naked together?” He said with a smirk. You quickly pushed him off grabbing a towel for yourself rapping it around you. “Here’s a towel dry yourself off while I see if I have clothes for you.” You said leaving the bathroom.

What the fuck just happened. The potions that had combined must have turned him into a human. Of course they did. Just your luck you find a cute animal and it turns out to be a pretty man. You rummage through your closet finding an oversized shirt of yours and some basketball shorts he could wear for now. You came out to find the man in the living room, He was butt ass naked looking out the window.

“Someone gonna see you.” You said handing him the clothes “put these on ok?” He nodded putting the clothes on and going back to looking out the window. You sat down looking on your phone any answers you could find. It turns out it’s more common than you think. The man will still act cat like, go through a lot of the same motions but will stay human.

You sighed at least knowing this wasn’t just you being dumb. He turned to you “it’s dinner time!” He said walking over to you. He was right, this is the time you always feed him. “Alright but I don’t think you’ll like your dry food anymore, how about I make us some fish?” You said his eyes lighting up like little stars twinkling in the night sky. You quickly head to the kitchen you hungry yourself to start cooking. You made fish with a small bowl of rice and broccoli. The man before you sat close to you watching your every move. “By the way as much as I like the name star, my names hyunjin.”

After dinner he had curled up on the couch falling asleep. You took this opportunity to run to the store quickly. You grabbed him some clothes and a few other things he may need running back to the house. As you opened the door you were met with a tackle. Hyunjin had his arms wrapped around you tightly “you could have at least told me you were leaving, I got scared” he said softly looking up at you with those big eyes.

“I’m sorry hyune you were sleeping so peacefully so I wanted to grab you stuff.” You said putting the bags down. He released his grip on you crossing his arms “you always leave when I’m sleeping” he said in a huff which made you laugh a bit “well yeah it’s the only time you are actually peaceful and not destroying stuff.” You teased.

-🩵

A few weeks had passed since your cat had been turned human and it wasn’t too bad honestly. It was nice having someone to talk to when you were home that could actually talk back now.

You had noticed though hyunjin spending sometime in the bathroom. It made you wonder why? What exactly was he doing. He’d always come out with his cheeks all flushed. You stared at him this time as he came back to the couch “are you just like taking a massive shit or something?” You half teased half wondering if that’s what it was.

He just looked at you confusion plastered his face before he started busting out laughing “what the fuck did you just ask me” Tears pricking the corners of his eyes from laughing so hard. “Why do you keep going to the bathroom then you asshole.” You teased throwing one of the pillows at his face. “You really think I’m going to the bathroom that much? I mean your cooking is kinda bad but not that bad.” He teased tossing the pillow back at you.

“You really wanna know what I’m doing?” He said tilting his head looking at you. Not giving you a moment to second guess yourself “I’m in there fucking my hand” he said teasing as he made the hand motion. You were the one now confused but also in shock? He continued “I still have all the animal desires y/n I can’t help being around you and your smell makes me go feral. The slightest touch from you sometimes is enough to just send me into a frenzy. So I excuse myself to the bathroom. Honestly it’s probably worse right now cause heat is coming.” He rambled.

“First of hyunjin, most people don’t come right out and say they were masturbating. Second of all you went to the bathroom like 4 times yesterday.” You said still kind of confused. “Why can’t I say that? What’s it matter if people know? Us cats just take care of ourselves.” He states himself now looking confused “hyune you’re a human now though and you can’t just say that especially if others are around.”

You sat there discussing things, not realizing there were things he may not know about being human. Things you thought were just explanatory like no peeing outside or scarfing down your food so the others can’t have any. He sat there listening to you and asking questions “so what about mating?” He asked “I’ve never seen you with a mate but I’ve seen you use that little vibrator in your dresser. How come you get to touch yourself and I can’t?”

You had forgotten you’ve touched yourself while he was in the room. I mean fuck he was a cat then you didn’t know this would all happen. He stared at you for a split second before leaning into you “Since you’re teaching me about all human things, can you teach me how to properly mate with you?” He said eyes going from your lips back up to your gaze. “I uhm-“ you stutter out before he presses his body against yours. “Guide me or I’ll do things how I know to do them.”

The beautiful man inches away from your lips, his big brown eyes staring so lustfully at your hands on your hips ready to take you. It’s been a long time since you’ve had sex let alone even a damn kiss. You put yourself so fully into your studies lately you hadn’t had time for dating. Here was this sexy man wanting nothing more than you, were you going to pass on the opportunity? I guess not. Because before you could question anything hyunjin was kissing you sloppily pushing you down into the couch to be over top of you.

He kisses were wet and messy, his tongue lapping at the inside of your mouth twirling your own tongue. He was definitely gonna need to be shown how to kiss better but it was hot at the moment. His hand rushed over your body feeling every inch of it as he rutting against you. His clothed cock felt so painfully hard. He positioned himself so his cock was now at your clothed cunt. He moved his hips more earning a moan from you. He kissed down your jaw to your neck sucking on it harshly. Fuck. He groaned out by your ear. “Please” he said voice raspy.

“Please what?” You asked a bit confused to what he was asking. He sighed “please actually help me, this is you know different from what I’m use to. I’m gonna need help finding uhm- where to put myself.” He said his face blushed you couldn’t tell if it was from his question or just cause he was turned on. Either way it was so cute.

You smiled at him softly “alright, take your pants off then.” You said and as soon as those words left your mouth he was stripping so fast. You were about to pull your clothes off before he grabbed your pants “let me help you with that.” He said his eye’s looking hungry. As soon as he got your pants off he dived into your soaking cunt. The contact was so fast your brain went fuzzy. He lapped up all your juices, licking you clean before looking up at you.

His eyes were hazy looking he murmured out “where’s the spot?” He asked “the uhm the thing” he said he was confused himself. “What?” You chuckled a bit “the clit?” He questioned “I saw it on one of your videos the girl said “yes suck my clit” isn’t that like your spot?” He asked. You smiled at him sweetly showing him what he was talking about “this is it it’s a very sensitive part of a female it’s like how males like you have a sensitive tip.” You said now pointing at the tip of his cock. He nodded understanding completely what you meant.

He quickly went back to licking small licks up your folds now stopping at your clit to suck on it. As you showed him that you also showed him where to in his words “stick it.” You could feel him bring his fingers up slowly playing with your entrance as he ravished the cunt. God for it being his first time he was way too good at it. “I’ve never tasted anything better not even the salmon could compare.” He said almost looking drunk off of your cunt. “And those sounds you were making fuck, I could cum just off that.” He said his free hand now stroking himself.

He continued eating you out like a hungry animal he was bringing you close to your release his hands steadily fucking you he could feel your walls clenching around his fingers. “Fuck y/n you’re gonna cum aren’t you?” He breathed out looking up at you “your eyes look the same way they did when you came on the vibrator.” All you could do was nod yes at him, his pace picking up as he let go of his cock to move his hand to your clit.

Everything together brought you to your high fast your legs shaking, walls fighting around him you were moaning his name loudly. Your hand grabbing ahold of his head pulling you as your high washed over you. Cuming on his tongue he let out a moan feeling warmth on your leg. His body jolted a bit as you noticed he had also came. He had came hearing you say his name so sinfully, the taste of you brought him over the edge.

Your body felt like jello, legs shaky as he lapped up every little drop of you before coming up. His hair slicked back stuck to his forehead, those beautiful pillowy lips red from all the movement. You both looked so fucked out of your minds.

He got his second wind pretty fast, he wrapped his arms around you brining your body to his before flipping you over to your stomach. Your body was still to tired so he quickly placed a pillow under you making sure that nice ass of yours was displayed so nicely for him. He stroked himself a few times already hard again after cuming. God how was he so hard again. He quickly found your entrance pushing himself into you. You both let out the most lustful sinful moans the feeling of your walls around him had him trying not to cum already. The size of him filled you up so nicely could almost feel him on your stomach. If he fucked you like this there was no way you wouldn’t get pregnant.

He stayed still for a second just taking in how good you felt before moving a bit. Just the feeling alone of you he couldn’t help himself he pushed into you a couple times before his body shook. He was already cuming again. The sensation of his hot liquid filling your walls already had you moaning loudly. You didn’t want it to end yet but how could he go again after cuming twice in the span of a few minutes? Well don’t underestimate the power of a horny cat man.

He gave himself a few seconds his cock still hard inside you before moving. He was such a mess on top of you, both of you sweaty and sensitive. He fucked into you so sloppily the cum acting as lube letting him glide in and out. The noises of skin slapping filled the room. His hands digging into your hips pulling him as far into you as he possible could. He moved down his body against you back leaving small kisses as his hand found its way back to your clit.

He rubbed your clit as he sunk his teeth into your shoulder. He fucked into you so deep you could feel his tip hitting your cervix. His hand that was on your him now wrapped around your body. His movements became fast feeling your walls tighten around him “Hyune I’m- fuck I’m cumming” you almost scream out his hand moving fast against your clit, his hips sloppily moving before he came deep inside your walls. He sucked small purple marks on your neck, bitting softly from time to time.

“I don’t wanna move” he said arms gripped around you tightly “feels to good, wanna stay buried inside you forever” he said voice low. You hum at the thought still feeling him twitching inside of you. “Damnit” he said softly pulling himself up “I gotta fucking pee” he said whining as he pulled himself out of you. The cum dripping out as he whined even more at the sight. He quickly ran to the bathroom you sat up rubbing your head, body still feeling weak.

“Alright I’m back, what are you doing?” He asked as you were cleaning yourself up. “Cleaning up” you said in a questioning tone. He whined a bit before sitting down on the couch “why you doing that for when we are just gonna get messy again?” He asks pulling you backwards making you sit down on his lap. You could feel his cock pressed against your folds “how the fuck are you hard again?” He blurted out. “Can’t help it you’re to hot.” He shrugged moving you as he pushed himself back into you. “We don’t even have to do anything I just wanna stay like this” he said wrapping his arms around you to pull you fully down around his cock.

“I don’t think you’ll be able to sit here and not try anything” you teased. He laughed a bit “probably not but hey I don’t think you’re complaining.” He teased back kissing your cheek. And he knew he was right you both did but you weren’t gonna admit to it.

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[sunrisesfromthewest]

First Encounter Part 6

Warning:Marcus still on💯,Rated R language here and there🤬,Taking Birth Control💊(It’s for the plot don’t start blowing up my comment section,I got y’all 😭)in and out of readers pov,you’ll understand once you start reading📖

Previous Parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6

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Entering your bedroom your eyes peer around every surface, searching for your black furry baby." Midnight, baby where are you!" you said wondering where he could’ve gone, while you were......handling business in the shower. 

 After scavenging through your bed sheets and closet you place your hands on your hips, letting out a huff in frustration. 

 Crossing your arms, you look back at Armando, who is just now exiting the bathroom, towel still wrapped low on his hips, bringing out his v-line. Shaking your head you look away asking him what he did with your baby. "Promise me you want get mad, princess.” he said scratching the back of his head with a hesitant expression. 

Eyes twitching you reply, "The fuck you do with my baby." Before you could drill in on him, he walks over and grabs your hands attempting to calm you down. "He's okay, he started meowing loud, so I assumed he was hungry." Relaxing a bit, you remove your hands from his and make your way towards the kitchen anxiously. 

“For your sake, he better be fine!” you said, walking to his bowl, but stopping at the sight before you, mouth dropping open. "He's fine,Y/N all I did was give it a little foo-” pausing mid-sentence, Armando lets out a surprise laugh, at the sight before him. 

Your poor baby peaked up at you two, little face saturated, in what looked like milk or tuna. Watching as he returns back to eating his food, Armando says, "See princess, I told you he was okay.” 

Turning to give Armando a glare, you point down at your baby, "Does he look okay to you!" As if on cue, Midnight lays down beside his bowl, looking as high as a kite, little belly full to compacity. Bursting out in laughter, all Armando could do was smile at the scene before him. 

 "Since you think it’s so Goddamn funny, you clean it up!” you say smacking his arm, while making your way back to the room to get dressed. Hearing him laugh louder only caused you to smack your lips, in disbelief. 

With Armando in the kitchen cleaning up the mess he caused, you began to moisturize your body, knowing that you'll become ashy without it. Throwing on the clothes you set out, you make your way over to the restroom, to pick up, y'all discarded clothes. 

After putting the clothes in a dirty hamper, you looked around in the small shelf above it, in search of your birth control. "I need to make sure, I don’t bring, no baby into this messy situation." you mumble to yourself. Spotting the box, you examined it to make sure, the pills haven’t expired. 

 Shrugging when you see that it’s only, a few weeks passed the expiration date, you take one, mentally making a note to by a fresh box. Exiting the bathroom you see, Armando chilling on your bed, with your now clean baby, who looked like it was in a food coma. Chuckling to yourself, as you walked over to your dresser, you say, "Remind me to never leave you, in charge of my baby ever again.” 

As you pulled out clothes for Armando he laughs,” Yeah, I think that would be smart to do,”he said grabbing the shirt and sweats you set on the bed. Slipping on the clothes you gave him, he asked, "Hey, where did you put those pair of pants, I had on?" Raising your eyebrows, you point to the restroom saying, it in the dirty hamper. As Armando walks over to the bathroom, you head to the living room in search of your phone. 

After finding it, your eyes widen by all the messages popping up on the screen, some from Kelly and Dorn, but majority are from your father. Looking at the most recent text your dad sent, you gasped covering your mouth. 

Y/N, BABY PLEASE DON’T GIVE ME NO LOWREY GRANDBABIES, I DON’T THINK I CAN SURVIVE THREE OF THEM!!!!!   

Sent at 8:15 pm from Candy Killer 🍭🍴🍭

*Buzz*

GIRL, DIDN’T I TELL YOU TO NOT GET INVOLVE WITH HIM!    

Has it been that long since Rafe!?! 

Sent at 8:16pm from Sleeping Beauty 👸🏻👸🏻👸🏻

*Buzz*

Scratch what I said earlier this is the fastest I EVER seen you, give in for some dick.........I’m taking you to my therapist immediately!!!!!!!!!!!!   

Sent at 8:18pm from Prince Charming🫅🏼🫅🏼🫅🏼

Turning your phone off of silent mode,you watch as a text pop up from Mike, almost making you drop your phone. 

*Ding*

BRING YALL NASTY ASSSESS BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!!!!  

Sent at 8:20 pm from Money Mike 💸💸💸💸

Quickly making your way back to the room, you grabbed your duffel bag and picked up your baby while, yelling for Armando. 

Hearing the small commotion Armando walks back into your bedroom, picture from earlier placed in his pocket as he looked at your nervous expression. "What's going on? "He says lost by your sudden urgency to leave.  

Not saying anything you just passed Armando your phone, while making your way to the door, trailing behind you he stares at the phone with amusement as he reads some of the messages popping up. “This is what got you all frantic, Y/N and What’s up with these contact names?” he said smirking as he sees you turn around with a bewilder look.  

"The Caller Id names should be the least of your worries.You haven’t been around my father long enough to see him, freak out. One time he thought Mike was sleeping with my mom during a case, where they had to switch identities and he flipped the fuck out.... Climbing all on the house and shit......peeking through windows......and breaking the pool we had at the time.”

 Pausing at the door to catch your breath you give Armando a serious look, "I know you probably seen some crazy things, since you used to be in the Cartel but seeing the Marcus Burnett freak the fuck out is a whole level of craziness......especially when he finds out that you had sex with his daughter.”

Grabbing your keys, you make your way to the elevator lowkey scared of what’s to come, closing and locking your door Armando follows after you, eyebrows screwed in thought. 

“Hey, it takes two to tango, princess and plus like you said I’ve seen and done some crazy shit in my life so far. I think I can handle your dad throwing a tantrum about his precious little girl” he said sarcastically. 

“Okay, I tried to warn you." shrugging you enter the elevator pressing the floor level button. Following behind you Armando enters as well back leaning against the elevator wall, in thought. 

“He’s not gonna freak out that bad, is he?” he said becoming concern from your earlier response. 

Getting no reply from you, had his mind racing, with worry and anxiety.  

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After sending you another text of disappoint, Kelly throws a look to Dorn who seems to be doing the same things, but with a childish smirk. 

Right before she could walk over to scold him, for whatever dumb thing he sent you, she is grabbed by Marcus, who is still freaking out. 

Holding Kelly captive Marcus continue to sputter nonsense, which only left Kelly more discombobulated. Viewing the scene before him made Mike irritated and annoyed at his partner behavior.  

Fed up he walks over breaking the hold he had on Kelly, (which she greatly appreciates), pointing at Marcus, Mike says "Enough with the Bullshit!” 

“NO! Mike, you don’t understand...Y/N...my baby girl.... has actually gotten with a ‘Bad boy’ and the worst part is he’s your son. It’s Deja vu,all over again, first my little sister, now this......WHAT THE FUCK IS IN THAT LOWREY BLOOD! " Marcus says crying against Mike arm becoming hysterical. 

Rolling his already stressed filled eyes, all Mike does is pat his back, while saying with a smirk, "Most be some good shit since, you Burnetts can’t keep away from us.” 

Pulling away from Mikes embrace Marcus glares at him, "The fuck is that supposed to mean, “pausing Marcus throws his hands up in surrender, "You know what Mike don’t answer it.... I need to pray these evil spirits away.” 

“You know what Marcus,go do that, I'll be outside, creating a plan to get my wife back. Who should be my priority right now, not your whining ass!" tired of dealing with his tantrum Mike walks back outside, with Dorn and Kelly quickly leaving with him as well. 

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Pulling up beside the AMMO van, you sigh as you put the car in park, nerves starting to get the best of you. Eyes peering over to Armando, you see him staring through the window in thought, probably thinking about what’s to come. 

Reaching across the console you grab his hand giving it a soft squeeze, "Penny for your thoughts?" Hearing him release a chuckle, he looks up at you smiling slightly, "Don't play you already know, what I’m thinking about baby," pausing he looks at you with unease before saying, "Is your dad really gonna wig out over this?” 

Watching his face turn into unease almost made you laugh, but you kept it in, "In all honestly, yes......but he’s probably going to go off on me, more than you." Seeing him visibly relax at your words made, you laugh, as you turned the car off. 

Getting out the car you said, "Just in case though, I would probably hide behind me or your dad!" Leaving from the car as well Armando face screws up, in confusion, "But you just said he’ll attack you more than me!” 

Shaking your head you smile widely, "I did but if you haven’t noticed by now, he likes to go after the biggest opponent!” Pausing to pick up Midnight and your duffel bag, you look up to see that Armando has moved to your side of the car, hand grabbing the bag from you, swinging it over his right shoulder. 

“And in this moment, it's you.” you say making your way over to the others who are talking on the dock. Armando stood there thinking about what you just said, but snapping out of it when you start walking away. Following behind you Armandos face falls back to its usual nonchalant look, as you walk up to the group. 

Dorn is the first to see you guys approaching, but before he could say anything Mike cuts in "Glad to see y’all horny assess made it back!" eyes run over y’all bodies picking up, on the change of clothes, but once he looks at your neck, he shakes his head in disbelief.  

“I could care less if you guys fool around but y’all couldn’t wait until after we rescued my wife.......MATTER FACT.......HELL YOU JUST MET TODAY!!!!” All you could do was nod your head in shame, while listening to Mike rant, although you don’t regret what you did, you could’ve chosen a different time. 

As you open your mouth to apologize, Mike silence you with a look, "I don’t want to hear a half as apology Y/N, all I want from you right now is to go deal with your dramatic ass Daddy.......he been giving me a headache since y'all left.” 

Biting your lip so you wouldn’t laugh, you send Armando a small smile, as you make your way towards the house. Brown eyes following your retreating figure, he hears his father clearing his throat, causing him to looking back at the group.

He notices everyone staring him down with they’re arms crossed, even Lockwood traitorous ass, was looking at him sideways. 

Sensing his son getting annoyed by the different looks he was receiving , Mike pulls Armando aside to have a little ‘talk' with him.

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Walking into the house you see your father sitting on the couch, with his eyes closed. Confused you close the door silently behind you, while cautiously making your way towards him. Opening his eyes Marcus, stares you down as you sit there in silence, obviously waiting for him to say something. 

“Y/N.” your father says calmly while watching you hold Midnight against your chest.

Observing him as his gaze shift up to your heavily marked neck, you hesitantly whisper yes, waiting for your fathers response. "Did you at least use protection?” he says eyes still staring hard at your neck, biting your lip, you shake your head no, shifting slightly as you wait for his reaction anxiously. 

Nodding his head, he places his hands together eyes no longer gazing at your neck angrily, as he bounces his right leg against the floor. 

“I took a birth control pill tho,so you don’t have to worry about no LOWREY grandbabies." you said letting out a laugh, but clearing your throat instead when he gives you a blank look.”Y/N....you my youngest daughter and I love you......but do you truly believe......and I mean......TRULY believe.... that a damn pill stands a chance against LOWREY DNA!!!” 

Shocked by his words you say, "What?” 

Shaking his head in disappointment he says, "I don’t know who ass to beat....... yours or the future father of my unborn grandchild!”  

Tired of your father antics, you smack his arm to get his attention, "The ONLY grandbaby you getting from me, is right hear against my chest...stop worrying yourself to death. And last I checked Daddy I'm a grown woman,you can’t go around whooping my ass,when I do something, you disagree with.” 

Snapping his head up to you he stands up, pointing down at your stomach, "That baby just saved your life cuz who the hell you think you talking to like that,Y/N!” 

Rolling your eyes in frustration, you sat Midnight down as you stand up and yell, "For the last time I’m NOT PREGNANT WITH A LOWREY BABY and I’m talking to you!” 

Watching your father head look around the room, before pointing at himself he says, "That disrespect most come from your momma side of the family,cuz I’ll be DAMN,if I sit here and tolerate it. Fine your ass not pregnant, I'll take your word for it but the minute and I mean the second I start dreaming about some Damn FISH! I’m whooping somebodies ASS!” 

Laughing at your father foolishness, you say, "Okay, fine I fucked up tonight but can’t you discipline me another time, Christine needs are help right now, and Mike needs his partner, not a concerned father.” 

Giving your father a smile, you watch as he stares at you in thought, before rolling his eyes, "Yeah, we can drop it for now......besides I already forgiven you.” Pausing you analyze his body language, knowing that he usually doesn’t just forgive people so easily,especially when it comes to a situation like this. 

Widening your eyes, you make your way over to your purse that you left there, mouth dropping once you couldn’t find what you were looking for, eyes tearing up, you return your gaze to his not so regretful ones, 

"YOU ATE MY SKITTLES!” 

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Authors Note:Sorry it took so long to post part 6,I’ve been receiving a few message about the Spanish translations for Armando’s dialogue,in previous chapters.And Y’all Google did me Dirty,but the problem is fixed now😭😭😭,thank y’all for letting me know.I’ll stick to writing his parts in English for now on😂.

I ain’t gonna lie y’all this chapter is more like an appetizer instead of a meal.Stay tuned for part 7,tho💖💖💖

⬇️Also,this how our baby,was looking in that Kitchen😭and RIP SKITTLES you didn’t stand a chance😔😔😔

[ladykailitha]

Spellbound Part 1

Normally I would post Caged Bird today, but this has a much larger backlog, sooo! Happy himbo witch time!

Summary: It's a quiet, idyllic life in the town of Hawkins. For everyone but Eddie Munson. You see, his look and cottage scream witch. The long, curly, dark curls, the black clothes, and dark and broody cottage all point to Eddie as a witch. But no. That title belongs to Steve Harrington down the way. In bright and cheery house, dressed in green and a sunny disposition. Things start turn in the town when Chrissy shows up on Eddie's doorstep thinking he's the witch.

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Eddie Munson was everything one expected a witch to look like. He had long, curly, dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. He wore dark makeup and painted his nails black. In addition to the only color palette liked was reds and blacks, he wore lots of jewelry, including many things that people associated with witches like pentagrams, animal teeth, and beads.

The house he shared with his Uncle Wayne was light grey, ramshackle, little cottage with black roof, door, and trim. The front of the house was overgrown with vines and wild flowers.

So he really shouldn’t be surprised when people would knock on the door looking for a witch.

He opened the door with a sigh. “Can I help you?” he asked the stranger.

She was pretty thing, a little younger than him. She had bright green eyes and her strawberry blonde hair was neatly arranged on the top of her head. She wasn’t very tall, but her green dress gave her long lines.

“I need a love charm?” she asked with a blush. “I just want to know if the man my father wants me to marry is the right one, you know?” She twisted her handkerchief nervously in her hands.

Eddie sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “The witch lives two houses down and across the street. Great big sign that reads: ‘Harrington Witchery, charms, curses, and wishes performed here’.”

She looked down the way at the bright yellow house surrounded by neat plants and the perfect ray of sunlight on the door and then back at him in confusion. The door opened and the witch stepped out. He had honey colored hair and hazel eyes. He wore bright blue robes today and had the sunniest smile.

Eddie could feel his face flush as the witch waved over at both of them.

“Here he comes,” he said with a pinch of dismay.

“Hi,” the witch said brightly. “Are you looking for the witch?”

The young woman looked back at Eddie and then at the witch. “Yes?”

“Fantastic!” he said beaming at her. “I’m Steve Harrington, witch extraordinaire. Please to meet you!”

“Chrissy Cunningham,” she said shyly. “I was wanting a love charm?”

“I’d be happy to help you with that,” he said putting his arm over her shoulder, “let’s leave the grumpy Gus to his music playing, shall we?”

Eddie huffed. “That’s Mr. Grumpy Gus to you!”

Someone smacked him on the back of the head. “Don’t you go antagonizing the man who makes my arthritis medicine, boy.”

Steve stopped and turned around. “When do you need a top off on that, by the way?”

“I’m running a bit low,” Wayne admitted. “It was bit rougher this week with that huge storm we had.”

Steve nodded. “I’ll be over with the packet after I’m done with Chrissy.”

“I’ll have the tea ready for you,” Wayne said with a fond smile.

~

Chrissy looked around the house as he led her through to the back of the house. It was neat and tidy with every clearly labeled in a neat cursive hand. There was something bubbling on the fire, but from the smell it was probably dinner and not a potion. She could smell the beef and vegetables.

There were two rooms off the one side and the privy to the other. It was everything the opposite you would expect of a witch’s house. The animals on the other hand fit. One was a raven sitting in the windowsill being fed by a beautiful woman dressed in a dark blue gown. The other was a Tortoiseshell cat with bright green eyes, who meowed at her and jumped away.

“Merlin!” Steve admonished. “Be nice.”

The cat stopped in its hasty retreat and meowed back at him.

“Well she can’t help that,” he answered as if he understood what the cat was saying. “Now, run along and actually catch the mouse that has been stealing your food.”

Merlin meowed again and was off.

“He’ll never catch that mouse,” the woman said.

The raven crowed, seemingly in agreement.

“Then you catch it, Circe,” Steve huffed, hands on hips. “I know you can and you complaining about Merlin’s abilities doesn’t catch the mouse any faster.”

The raven crowed and flew off, causing the woman to laugh. “She won’t catch it either.”

“Yes,” Steve agreed, “but with her it’ll be because she doesn’t like being told what to do and not because she can’t.”

Chrissy shifted nervously from one foot to the other. “So about that love charm?” she asked tentatively.

Steve jumped. “Oh! Oh my god! I got so wrapped up in familiar politics I nearly forgot you were there. Here, just let me...” he began gathering supplies.

Some twine, a bit of silk, some herbs and oddly a couple of flowers too. Ivy, lilac and pansy. He swiftly made them into a doll and handed it to her. “A lock of your hair, and snip of your petticoat will finish the job. Then whisper into its ear all the things you want in your true love. Then the next time you touch your betrothed, you will know if he is your true love.”

“That’s all?” Chrissy asked, staring down at the doll, no bigger than her palm.

“Yep!” he said brightly. “Robin will help you with the hair and petticoat. I’ll be in the front room preparing Wayne’s medicine.”

Chrissy blushed and nodded. Robin stood up and wandered over to the desk to grab the scissors.

“Are you a witch, too?” Chrissy asked as she held still for Robin to clip a bit of her petticoat.

Robin stood up with a smile. “Not yet, but I hope to be. Steve is teaching me. I’m still a little clumsy with the potions but I’m good with the herbs. Steve says that I could be a hedge witch!”

“Oh!” Chrissy cried. “I didn’t know there were different kinds of witch. What kind is Steve?”

“The tired kind!” Steve huffed from the front room.

Robin giggled. “Don’t make me laugh when I’m about to cut her hair!” she admonished.

Steve looked over his shoulder and gave her a completely unrepentant grin. Robin huffed and gently took a bit of curl from the base of her head near the neck. She took the doll back from Chrissy and tied both pieces to the doll.

“Now,” she said brightly, “just whisper all your wants and desires for a future soulmate. It’s actually good you’re doing it now. A lot of people do it as kids with childish hopes and dreams which isn’t great for adult relationships.”

Steve came into the room dusting his hands off on a towel. “That’s unfair,” he huffed. “It’s not childish, it’s childlike. And who knows love better than someone who hasn’t been taught to hate yet.”

Chrissy tilted her head to the side. “I think I’m with Steve on that one, Robin.”

“Yeah, well,” Robin said rolling her eyes and stepping back. “Doing it as a child hasn’t done Mr. Witch over here any good. He had his made by his mom when he was seven and fifteen years later, he still hasn’t found his true love.”

Steve threw the towel over one shoulder and put both hands on his hips. “I still maintain that it’s because I’m witch and can’t get out much that’s why I haven’t found them yet.”

“I still thi–” Robin began and then was cut off with a wave Steve hand. She glared at him.

“It won’t last very long,” Steve growled, “but long enough that Miss Cunningham won’t be here for that particular argument.”

“She thinks you’ve already met your true love?” Chrissy surmised.

Robin jumped up and down and nodded with a huge grin.

“Robin is operating under the delusion that the goth down the road is my soulmate,” Steve huffed putting his hands back on his hips. “Never mind, it’s a guy, he absolutely hates me because people keep mistaking my house for his.”

Chrissy blushed a deep red. “Yeah, sorry about that. But it’s the commonly held belief that witches are–”

Steve held up his hand. “I’m going to stop you there. I won’t gag you like I did Robin. But I don’t know where those ‘commonly held beliefs’ come from, but witches have never worn black or had black cats or flew on brooms. Hedge witches in particular favor nature’s colors of blues and greens and browns. But you’re all set to go.”

Chrissy recognized the dismissal that it was and turned to leave. She barely got a single step when she turned around.

“What about payment?” she asked, uncertain. “Surely you need something in payment.”

Steve’s eyes seemed to glow gold for a moment as he spoke. “There is no need to pay for a love charm, there being more love in the world is enough for the spell. And it is only spell that does so.”

“Your other charms and spells have payments?” she asked, now a little nervous.

“Most of them require a trade or a simple favor,” Steve said, seriously, “like running an errand for me. But if you ask for a potent charm, one would almost call a wish, that is all you will get from me. You’ll never be able to find my house ever again. You’ll see me around town and I can visit you. But you require some powerful magic, then that’s it. I will not be used to fix every problem you see fit.”

Chrissy gulped and nodded. She clutched the doll to her chest and ran off.

“Steve...” Robin said, darkly. “There was no need to frighten her.”

Steve leveled her with a glare. She backed off, hands in the air in surrender. He stomped back to his potion, the small cottage darkening with his foul mood. The raven flew into through the window and landed on his shoulder, rubbing her beak on his temple.

“I’m fine, Circe,” Steve mumbled, scratching the raven’s neck. “I think Merlin was right about her. She wasn’t here for a good reason. I think she just wanted to prove to everyone that Master Carver’s son isn’t her soulmate. I don’t think she’s actually interested in finding true love.”

The raven crowed and cawed.

“Of course you caught the mouse,” he huffed, gently shaking his head not to dislodge her from his shoulder. “What did you do with it?”

Circe cawed again and Steve laughed. “Of course you did. Merlin is probably pouting. He’ll play with its corpse once he’s done.”

The raven made a sound suspiciously like laughter and then flew away. Robin came up and put her hand on his shoulder and then pulled him into a hug.

“I heard what you told Circe,” she mumbled into his shoulder. “You’re right of course. Merlin, too. She was trying to hard to believe in your magic. She was just looking for an excuse not to marry dickface.”

“That’s Master Dickface to you,” Steve teased halfheartedly.

Robin snorted. “Yeah well. That’s probably the last we see of her. He’ll turn out to be her soulmate, she’ll be forced to marry him and she’ll live in the ivory tower the rest of her days.”

He let out a shuddering breath. “I’m heading over to visit Wayne to deliver his medicine. I’ll be back later.”

She grinned and jumped up and down. “Maybe the hottie gothy will be there and you’ll finally touch and it’ll be...” she clutched her hands together and batted her eyelashes, “true love!”

He pushed her off of him and wrapped up the blue packets of medicine. He paused for a moment and then took a jar of Mrs. Henderson’s homemade raspberry jam and added it to the basket.

Robin took a loaf of bread from the cooling rack and wrapped it up. “There you go, little yellow riding hood! Of to Wayne’s you go! Don’t let the big bad goth eat you!”

~

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I do NOT trust my reading comprehension especially when it's for requests like this buttt.... If you a are taking requests, this is for your anniversary event!! Prompts are: dressing then up in degrading outfits, and showing them off as a trophy to their coworkers. Guess who's character this is for... Drum roll please....! 🥁🥁 Of course it's Scaramouche 😁. Now Imagine him wearing those cat ears and like a tail that's actually a plug and black panties that barely covers anything and a matching bra... Making him wear that in front of the other fatui harbingers at a "party" reader hosted and fucking him in front of them, and instead of moans he's forced to meow instead...

(This might be one of the wildest asks I've sent buttt whatever 🥰)

-scaralover

OMG AKSUAKJAJAA I HAVE LITERALLY NO CLUE HOW TO WROTE THIS LOGICALLY BUT LETS GO

Dom!reader x sub!Scaramouche

Warning: cosplay (?) - degrading outfit, a tiny bit feminisation (cuz of the outfit), exhibition (a little), pet play, a tad manhandling

Anniversary event

All this misfortune that has befallen him, all this shame that was going to come in the near future, for all of this he’s got no one to blame but himself.

After all, it was his choice to be a brat, no?

That’s why he has to live with the consequences of his actions, accepting any punishment no matter how humiliating they’d be. And you had just the right one in mind. You’ve been planning this party for the harbingers for a while now, so why not grasp this opportunity to both put him in his place and to show off? Which is why you told him you’ll have to think it through, and will announce his punishment in a few days.

On the day of the event, you invited yourself into his room, holding a bag in your hand. A sense of horror flashed through him, he knew exactly why you were there, since he remembered what you told him. “…y/n, you can’t seriously be thinking of punishing me today, right? The party’s today as well.” He hesitated, hoping he didn’t just put ideas into your head. But knowing you, he doubts that’s the case, you obviously approached him with ulterior motives.

“How sharp of you~ that’s right, I’ve decided on your punishment.” You handed the bag to him, winking, then explaining, “wear this under your coat, yea?” He frowned at you, then looked down at the fabrics and blushed. Cheeks turning red as he furiously looked up, ready to yell into your face if not for the fact that you were already gone. “Y/n-!! You- fuck!” What was he supposed to do now? Never ever would he wear something like this, to a damn party! With his colleagues present!

Never, that’s what he thought, but disobeying your punishment was also not an option.

Fine, if it’s just under the coat, then… no one had to know, right? It’s a little risky, but it should be doable. So with lingering hesitation, he put on the little outfit you picked out for him. A pair of black lingerie alongside a set of cat ears and tail in the same colour. How lucky he was to have his hat, the tail could just go under the coat and the ears hidden beneath his hat. He put the costume on pretty quickly, and stared at his own reflection. Disgraceful and perverted, that’s how he looked, it reflected your taste.

A few hours later, the chattering of people echoed across the huge halls of the building, signalising the arrival of the guests as well as marking the start of the event— of his misery. Scara saw many people all circle around you, the harbingers separated in smaller groups and scattered around the hall. You were standing on top of the stairs, holding a glass in one hand while smiling brightly. He soon joined the crowd, inching closer to you, getting into the first row. You were just saying some welcoming speeches, greeting all of them and thanking them for their attendance.

What he didn’t expect was for you to invite him to the front once you were done. Most of the guests clapped when you told him to come closer, and he felt pressured to obey, clutching his thick coats with shaking hands. “Thanks for the applause everyone. As all of you know, this is Scaramouche, the Sixth of the harbingers, care to tell them something about yourself?” You grinned, as if you were showing him off to the crowd.

In return he scoffed, saying this was childish and about to get down from the stairs. “Wait a sec,” you said, holding onto his hat in an attempt to keep him from escaping, accidentally knocking it off. He couldn’t even yelp before surprised gasps erupted from the audience, and he didn’t need to guess to know why they all had that reaction. “Y/n! Look what—” before he could throw a punch at you, you wrapped a hand around his waist and pulled him close, stripping his coat from him, revealing the second part of the costume.

“You- shameless bastard! Fucking pervert!” He trashed around in your arms, blushing and shaking while trying his best to peel your arms off. Due to him moving around so much, you dislocated his bra, and you smirked to yourself knowing he out on the cute outfit you picked out for humanity. “Right, I also wanted to let ya’ll meet my new pet. He’s a little feisty and he bites-” someone from the background chuckled and laughed, you also caught a few of your other colleagues rolling their eyes.

“I’m not your fucking pet!” Scara yelled, and he almost immediately regretted it. “Doll, need me to bend you over and fuck you in front of all of them for you to remember your place?” You didn’t mind others hearing your loud whispering, and you were sure some heard. He gulped, and looked…. aroused? God, what the hell- how comes the thought of him getting messed up by you in front of all these people didnt even sound so bad? You gave him a second of cool off, then said, “so scara, the only thing I want to hear coming from your pretty little mouth is ‘meow’.”

He gritted his teeth, eyes widened when he realised just how humiliating that’d be. The puppet’s gaze flicked around the room for a second, taking in the silence and anticipation from the preying eyes. The other harbingers are watching, to do something like that, isn’t that too shameless? “You understood, scara?” After you basically demanded an answer from him, he fought with his own pride to battle what was more important.

In the end, he bit back his curses, glaring at you one last time, slumping forward before muttering an almost inaudible, “m-meow..”

You smirked, “so you can be a good kitten after all?”

[t-r99]

Bathtime

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Listen right . . . Listen to me . . . I don't know who was simping for Nagi on the animation team but the fucking difference here,

Nagi Seishiro x reader

Just some Nagi fluff

wc 740

Nagi always thought that showering and washing was such a hassle, but bathing was nice and relaxing when he could get in a bath or a big enough tub. His showering routine was always quick and simple.

The Nagi Seishiro Style: Low Effort Body Washing Technique consisted of covering himself with soap then washing it all away in one go before finally getting in the bath and closing his eyes, relaxing after a long day.

That was back in the day when he was a teenager living in his little student apartment and later when he lived at the Blue Lock facility. Going pro let him get a nice, big apartment with a wonderful bathtub that he could lay in and float for as long as he wanted.

It did get lonely at times, though. Nagi had almost forgotten what loneliness felt like after meeting Reo and later everyone else at Blue Lock. Then you came along and a few things changed. Nagi was no longer lonely, to begin with, and his washing routine changed.

It started with you getting up one day not long after moving in, pushing his soft hair back and kissing his temple. Nagi only whined lazily now now that you were no longer in his presence and asked, "Where y'going?"

"Shower." You simply said.

Nagi pouted after you.

You stopped just before leaving the bedroom, turning around. "Do you . . ." Nagi blinked in question, no longer pouting. "want to join me?" You asked.

On one hand, yes of course. On the other, two people showering together sounded like torture. Nagi figured the two of you would take turns under the stream, wash and wait to rinse while standing there awkwardly, maybe be in each other's ways. "Sounds like a hassle." He mumbled.

No. That was not the answer you were looking for. You walked back to the bed and took both his hands. "Come ooon." You pulled gently, urging him to follow you.

"But I don't want to shower." Nagi let you pull him up and off the bed, lazily walking with you as you tugged on his hands.

That was the first time you two showered together, and now you are for what Nagi is guessing is the thousandth time, or maybe the ten thousandth time. Nagi has no idea how many times it has been, he just really loves getting in the shower with you. He loves sitting in the tub and let you run your fingers through his hair, working the shampoo in and massaging his scalp to the point where he almost starts to purr like a cat.

His eyes flutter closed as you work the shampoo in. He could sit like this for all of eternity and just let you massage his head and run your fingers through his hair.

"Rinse time." You say.

Uuuhn . . . He's so relaxed right now that your smooth voice threatens to put him to sleep. You're under the water stream. Nagi keeps his eyes closed and lets you pull him closer to you until the water washes over him and rinses the shampoo out.

He leans further against you, forehead touching yours. You smile at the way he sighs and groans, relaxing further under the warm water. "What are you, a cat?"

"Meow." Nagi mumbles tiredly.

You laugh at that.

He loves your laugh. Nagi loves your laugh almost as much as he loves the way you work conditioner into his hair until it's soft and smooth and perfect to run your fingers through.

A few minutes pass. The tub is now filled and Nagi is happy to lean back against the edge because he can pull you into his embrace and hold you close to his toned chest. The roles change this way and now he gets to be the one to play with your hair while you relax against him.

Nagi is more than happy to have met you. Not only does he not have to wash himself anymore, he also gets to cuddle you in the bathtub and kiss your soft lips as often as he likes.

Your skin is soft against his, your body warm and comforting. Your arms are around him and your hands are on his back, massaging his tense muscles after a long day of training while littering his shoulders and neck with soft kisses.

Shower time quickly became Nagi's favourite time of the day after you moved in.

[daisymbin]

secrets to a furball! - moon junhui

warnings: none!

pairings: moon junhui x reader

genre: a tipsy moon junhui &....a cat

wc: 1k

drunken confessions series

check out my masterlist! // jun's m.list

a rowdy night evolved into a night of peaceful quiet as you half carry a very tipsy jun back to your apartment where he’d insisted on coming just to see your cat. “i swear, i just need to say hi to him,” he’d grumbled with a pout as you’d guided him gently inside.

your cat perked up as you settled jun on the couch, its tail flicking lazily as it watched him with mild curiosity. “stay put,” you said softly, trying not to laugh at how adorably determined jun looked. “i’m grabbing you some water and painkillers.”

he nodded, his gaze already focused on your cat with a warm, tipsy smile. you were only gone a few moments, but when you came back to the living room, you stopped just short of the doorway, his familiar murmuring voice reaching your ears. and this time, the words he was saying in mandarin sent a spark of surprise through you.

ever since he’d learned you had a gotten a kitten, jun had taken to talking to the little fluffball in mandarin, laughingly explaining that it was never too early for anyone to learn a second language; even if that someone was a cat. he’d joke about how one day, your cat would probably start meowing back in perfect chinese.

and so, with minghao’s help, you’d secretly been learning mandarin too. you’d told yourself it was just so you could understand what jun was saying to your cat; those playful, soft words that were spoken just for the two of them. but over time, you realized just how much you’d wanted to understand him, not just in language, but in every way possible.

"你知道我有多喜欢她吗?" ("do you know how much i like her?") he asked, his tone barely above a whisper, like he was confessing to your cat something he’d kept hidden from the rest of the world.

your heart skipped a beat. you hadn’t expected anything serious & certainly not this.

your cat blinked, uninterested, but jun continued, undeterred. "我每次看到她," he murmured, "我心真的跳得很快” ("every time I look at her, my heart beats so fast.")

you stilled, holding your breath as he sighed, his words full of a longing he’d never shared with you. it was like he’d poured every ounce of his heart into the drunken confession to this tiny, unimpressed audience of one.

“我喜欢她 喜欢到快要疯了,” ("i like her so much i’m going crazy.") he mumbled, his tone lighthearted but with a hint of something sadder under it, almost like he was trying to laugh off his own confession, whispering it to your cat as if it was some silly secret.

you swallowed, trying to keep your expression neutral as you stepped back into the room and set the water down in front of him. “talking to my cat again?” you asked, slipping into a teasing tone to hide the way your heart was racing.

jun jumped slightly, turning to you with wide eyes and a sheepish laugh. “oh, yeah, just…practicing mandarin with him,” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck with a shy grin.

“you’re so dedicated,” you replied, smiling as you took a seat beside him. “my cat is very lucky to have you as his teacher.”

jun laughed softly, rubbing his eyes like he was trying to shake off his own embarrassment. “well, he’s a good listener,” he joked, glancing away as if trying to hide his own vulnerability. “doesn’t judge me… or my silly, terrible secrets.”

"oh?” you murmured, tilting your head. “and what kind of secrets would you be telling him?"

he stiffened, his fingers stilling mid-scratch on the cat’s head. "just… silly…terrible…things. nothing important." he repeated, not letting up.

but the way he avoided your gaze, the way his hand trembled just slightly, told you otherwise.

“you know, jun,” you said softly, your gaze fixed on him, “sometimes it’s easier to tell a friend than a cat.”

his gaze flickered to yours, a hint of hope mingling with the apprehension in his eyes. he swallowed, his throat bobbing as he seemed to consider it, his usual playful confidence nowhere to be found.

“i just…” he trailed off, his voice so quiet it was almost lost in the room’s stillness. “i guess I'm just scared.”

“if I tell you a secret, will you tell me yourself what you told my cat?”

“that depends on if your secret holds the same value as mine,” he laughed, “what if you tell me a silly secret like….you just farted or something?”

it's always so easy with jun, laughing like this at midnight, “no i didnt just fart you dork! my secret is that....i've been learning mandarin from minghao for the past 8 months....& that i also heard what you said to my cat.”

he froze, the color draining from his face as realization dawned. his mouth opened slightly before closing again, his gaze shifting as he processed your words. slowly, he met your eyes, the unspoken confession hanging between you.

“you heard all of that?” he whispered, his face a mix of shock and something else, something deeper.

“i did,” you said softly, leaning closer. “& if you asked me, I don't think your secret is silly or terrible at all.”

jun blinked, a slow smile breaking through his shock as he processed your words, the last of his shyness melted away. “you really think so?” he asked as he reached for your hand, his fingers warm and tentative as they curled around yours. “if your secret is silly & terrible, then mine is too.”

[mrsarcherofinfamy]

● Hook x Reader ●

• SMUT 18+

Summary: Ethan Page breaks off his engagement with you. Taz takes you in and introduces you to Tyler. Tyler teaches Ethan a lesson about blowing up your phone.

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I walk into me and Ethan's locker room very excitedly. He is sitting on the couch.

"Hey baby! Did you see my match? I won my first match here!"

He doesn't say anything looking at his phone and I look at him puzzled. I sit on the coffee table infront of him looking at him.

"Did you hear me?"

He doesn't look up or say anything again. I put my hand on his arm trying to get his attention. He smacks my hand away looking up at me. I pull my hand to my chest.

"Owww what was that for?"

He stands up looking down at me. I start breathing heavy looking up at him.

"We are done Y/N."

"Done?"

"Yes. Done. Now give me MY engagement ring."

"W...what?"

I look down at my ring than back up at him. He has his hand out waiting for it.

"Why Ethan?"

"I have found someone better than you."

Those words broke me. I slowly take off my ring and put it in his hand. He scoffs ripping the ring out of my fingers.

"You're so pathetic. And useless."

I look down at the floor not wanting to look at him. He gathers his things together still belittling me the whole time.

"So much happier that I found someone who will care for me and actually do what I say. Don't call me. Don't text me. Don't even think about me."

He leaves the room slamming the door behind him. I feel the tears start to pour out of your eyes. I lean down into my knees and start crying. 20 minutes go by, I hear someone knock on the door. I ignore it thinking it's Ethan. I hear the door open but continue crying into my knees.

"Y/N. Honey. What's going on?"

I feel a hand start rubbing my back. I sit up still semi crying, looking up to see Taz sitting on the couch. He rubs my shoulder looking at me.

"What happened Y/N? I had to come looking for ya because you had an interview but didn't show up. What happened honey?"

I sniffle wiping my face and lifted my hand up to show my bare hand. His eyes go wide seeing my ring is gone. I start crying again. He stands up pulling me up into a hug. I start crying into his chest while he rubs my back.

"Honey. It will be okay. I'm here for you. You know you are like family to me. If you don't have anywhere to live, you can live at my house. I'll even help get your stuff out of his apartment."

I sniffle wiping my face again looking up at him.

"You mean that? I mean I do need a place to live but I also have a cat if that's okay. And I would feel better if you did come with to get my stuff."

"You and your cat are welcome to stay. Now let's go get your stuff and your kitty!"

I grab my bag and follow him out of the locker room, to the parking garage and to his car.

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*at the apartment*

I get out of the car and walk over to the door to get into the apartment with Taz and one of his "helpers" right behind me. I take a deep breath and unlock the door. I walk in with them behind me and walk around not seeing Ethan anywhere. I start telling them what is mine and what is his. They start taking my stuff to their trucks. I get my cat backpack and walk to my bedroom looking for him.

"Oliver? Where are ya buddy?"

He runs and jumps on the bed with a little meow. I slightly smile looking at him.

"Well buddy. We are going for a little trip."

I pick him up, put him in the backpack and carry him out to Taz's truck putting him on the backseat. I go back in and pack all my stuff up from every room. I hand Taz's "helper" the last box than turn around in the doorway looking around. I sigh and tear up a little. Taz comes up behind me and puts a hand on my back.

"Y/N it's time to go."

He points to Ethan's car pulling into the parking lot. I throw the key into the apartment, close the door and walk over to the truck. Taz follows behind me watching Ethan the whole time. I get in the truck, close the door and watch Taz stand infront of his truck putting the window down to hear the. His "helper" comes around and stands next to him. Ethan walks over to them.

"What are you doing here? And why do you have my girl?"

Taz scoffs looking at him.

"Your girl? Last I checked, you broke off your engagement and broke her heart. So no she ain't your girl anymore. And we came to help her move out."

Ethan rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.

"That girl is all talk. She always says she is gonna move out and leave me. But I know Y/N. She would never leave me. No matter how bad I treat her. She always stays with me."

Taz and his "helper" move closer to Ethan. Ethan takes a step back.

"Like I said, we came to help her move out."

Ethan laughs and walks over to the apartment door, unlocks it and walks inside. Taz gets into his truck starting it and his "helper" gets into his. Ethan comes back outside screaming and waving his hands. He walks over to the driver's side tapping on the window. Taz looks at me and I nod. He rolls down the window slowly looking at Ethan.

"Taz! Where is......."

He looks over at me in the passengers seat.

"Y/N! Get your ass in that apartment right now!"

I look away from him starting to feel tears coming to my eyes. Taz looks at Ethan and shakes his head.

"I meant what I said. She's moving out. Now goodbye."

Taz rolls up the window and shifts into drive which causes the doors to lock. Ethan runs over to the other side of the truck trying to open the door. Taz hits the gas and leaves the parking lot. I take a deep breath when we hit the road.

"Honey. It will be okay. He can't hurt you anymore."

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*at Taz's house*

I get out of the truck getting Oliver's backpack making sure he is okay. I put him on my back and walk to the front of the truck. Taz is standing there waiting for me. I look at his house noticing cameras and security guards everywhere. I look over at him.

"Your house is so gorgeous but why do you have so many cameras and security guards?"

He laughs putting a hand on my shoulder.

"I'll tell ya later about that. For now, let's get inside so I can show ya your room."

I slightly smile and follow him inside. We walk inside and my eyes go wide looking at how beautiful everything is.

"Taz are you sure I can stay here?"

"Of course! Wait until you see your room!"

He grabs my hand and pulls me up the stairs, down the hallway and I hear loud music coming from one of the rooms. I look at Taz and he laughs a little.

"That's my son Tyler. You will meet him soon. I think you two are about the same age."

"I'm 24."

"Oh so is he. Wait. You're 24? Why were you with Ethan? Isn't he like 10 years older than you?"

I roll my eyes and look at him.

"I'll tell you about that later. For now, wanna show me my room?"

"Oh and your a comedian too? I like you already!"

I giggle and we walk into my new room at the end of the hallway. I gasp at how beautiful the whole room looks. Taz pats my shoulder.

"So you don't need much of the furniture you brought with you. But don't worry. You can decorate the room however you want. And all your other belongings will be brought up to your room for you."

"Taz I don't know how to thank you enough for everything you are doing for me."

He looks at me and smiles.

"Join me, my wife and my son for dinner tonight. We are going to a restaurant. So you can dress casually just not like a bum."

I giggle sitting down on the bed.

"You got it. As long as my clothes get up here soon."

He laughs and walks out closing the door behind him. A couple hours go by and my belongings are all brought to my room. I organize and put everything away. I set up a corner for all of Oliver's belongings as well. I go through my clothes trying to find something to wear. I settle with a black crop top, some ripped up jeans and some black high top sneakers. I put my deer skull necklace on and fix my tongue piercing. I look at myself in the mirror in my personal bathroom attached my room. I straighten my hair to go with my outfit. I smile looking in the mirror.

"This is the first time I have felt good about how I look in a long time. I am going to have a great time tonight."

I hear a knock on my door and walk over to the door opening it to see Taz. He smiles looking at me.

"Well look at you! Feeling better already!"

"I am feeling better. Thank you."

"Ready to go? My wife and son left already to get us a table."

"I am ready."

I walk out closing my door following him downstairs and to his truck. He opens the door for me and I get in. He walks around getting in and heads down the driveway and to the restaurant.

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We get to the restaurant and he parks next to his wife's car. Taz looks over at me.

"Look. I told my wife I was bringing you along but my son doesn't know."

I look over at him smiling a little.

"Taz... are you trying to set me up with your son?"

"Maybbeeee....."

"Taz I just got out of...."

"Y/N. Honey. I know you just got out a relationship. But I know my son. He wouldn't dare hurt a woman. And honey. You need a real man anyways."

We both laugh and get out of his truck. We walk over to the table. Tyler's back is facing me and he is looking down at the menu on the table. Taz's wife stands up and hugs me.

"You must be Y/N. Taz talks so good about you."

I hug her back and smile.

"Yup that's me."

Taz points next to Tyler and I sit down next to him. Taz sits next to his wife and kicks Tyler's leg.

"Yo what was that for?"

"We have company."

"I dont....."

He looks over at me and stops talking. I giggle looking at him.

"You don't what son?"

"HI I'm Y/N. You must be Tyler."

Tyler nods his head yes just staring at me. I nervous giggle looking at him.

"Okaayyy"

"Anyways what is everyone hungry and thristy for?"

I look through the menu trying to decide on something to eat. The waitress comes over and takes our drink orders. She comes back with the drinks than takes our food orders. She leaves and Taz looks over at me and Tyler.

"So son. Y/N had her first match on AEW yesterday."

Tyler looks directly over at me. I look back at him smiling.

"I did and I won!"

"Congrats."

I look over at Taz with a puzzled look.

"Does he ever show any emotion?"

Taz laughs and Tyler quickly turns his head towards me. I look back at him with a stone cold look on my face. Tyler smirks and looks down. I shrug my shoulders and feel my phone buzz in my pocket. I pull it out and see a message from Ethan.

Why haven't you come back to the apartment yet? We need to talk.

I put it away and look up to see Taz looking at me. I slightly bite my lip trying not to cry.

"Was it him again?"

I shake my head yes and he sighs. Our food comes and we start eating our dinner.

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*2 weeks later*

Laying in my bed with Oliver, I am looking through the thousands of messages Ethan has sent me. I don't even tear up anymore. I've been thinking a lot about everything that happened and to me, I am starting to heal and get better from it. I know I don't want to go back to Ethan. I have been having fun hanging out with Taz and his family. Tyler and I are kinda flirty with each other but I am trying to take it slow. My phone buzzes and another message comes through.

Y/N. Babygirl. Please talk to me. I miss you. I want us back.

I roll my eyes closing my phone. I hear a knock on my door and get up. I open the door expecting Taz but instead it's Tyler.

"Oh hey Ty. What's up?"

"My parents are going out. So I am going to make some steak and mashed potatoes. Would you like some?"

"I would love some. Could I join you in the kitchen?"

"Yeah sure."

I follow him down to the kitchen. He grabs a pan out of the cabinet along with a pot for the potatoes. He gets everything out on the counter. I walk over and lean on the counter looking at him.

"Could I help ya with anything?"

"Not right now."

I move closer to him and put my head on his shoulder to be annoying.

"Cmoonnnn Ty."

"Okay okay. Let me find something for you to do."

He pulls a chair over from the island and sets it next to the oven.

"Sit here and look pretty."

I huff and sit in the chair.

"I don't like this. I wanna help with something. Please. I don't want you to just sit here and....."

I get cut off by Tyler grabbing my face and kissing me. My eyes go wide than close, kissing him back. He pulls back looking at me putting his hand on my throat.

"Now just sit there and look pretty like a good girl."

I shake my head yes looking at him wide eyed. He goes back to making dinner. I bite the inside of my lip squeezing my legs together watching him. He looks over at me and slightly smirks.

"You okay over there?"

"Oh me? Yeah.... I'm okay."

"Never had anyone put you in your place before huh?"

"Not like that. Never been called a good girl either."

"Good to know."

He laughs and finishes up making dinner. He sets everything up on the island for us. I move my chair closer and he sits on the other side. I look over at him smiling.

"Thank you for this Ty."

"Well I have something to tell ya."

"What's up?"

"I told my parents to go out because I wanted to make you dinner and maybe this could be like our little date night. We could eat dinner than go to my room to watch a movie."

"So you planned a date night for us but didn't even tell me it was a date night? Cmon. I'm still in my pajamas."

I giggle looking at him. He looks at me slightly smiling.

"You are okay with it being a little date night?"

"Of course Ty."

"Oh and Y/N?"

I look up at him slightly smiling starting to eat some mashed potatoes.

"I was also wondering if you would....."

"Yes."

"I didn't even finish my sentence. I was wondering if you would like to be my girlfriend? My dad told me about your ex so if you still need more time, I get it."

"Tyler. I am way over that guy. It's a yes."

"Yes! That makes me so happy!"

I giggle and we continue to eat dinner. My phone buzzes three more times on the island. Tyler looks over at me.

"Whose that?"

"The ex."

I roll my eyes finishing up eating.

"He has been texting you for 2 weeks now?"

"I have like over a thousand messages from this guy."

We get up putting our dishes in the sink and cleaning up the kitchen.

"That's crazy."

He grabs my waist and pulls me into him. I put my arms around his neck.

"But don't worry. I have a few ideas of how to get rid of him."

"I don't wanna worry about him right now. I wanna worry about our date."

He smiles, grabs my arm and pulls me up to his room. We walk into his room and he flops down on his bed. I sit down on the other side looking around his room. He grabs my sides and pulls me over to him. I turn on my side and lay my head on his shoulder with his arm around my neck. I pull out my phone and look at him.

"Could I take a picture of us and post it?"

"Of course babe."

I turn on my camera and take a cute picture of us laying in bed together. I post it on Twitter with the caption "He made me dinner and than asked me to be his girlfriend! What a gentleman."

"Oh that's definitely gonna piss some people off."

"I don't care. I'm happy with you."

He leans over me and kisses me. I put my hand on his cheek and kiss him back. He pulls back laying back down and looks through the movies on the TV. He finds a movie and puts it on. He moves me off of him and sits up taking his shirt off. I bite my lip a little.

"Sorry I just always like to have my shirt off in my room. Or clothes for that matter."

I giggle and look at him still biting my lip.

"I am the same way."

"Than take your clothes off."

I look at him with wide eyes. He looks at me and smiles a little. I slowly take off my shirt exposing my breasts since I wasn't wearing a bra. I hear him suck in some air looking at me which makes me giggle. I stand up and slowly take off my shorts also not wearing underwear.

"Holy fuckkkkk."

He gets up, comes over to me and runs his fingers through my hair gripping some. I bite my lip looking at him.

"What a good girl."

I gulp still looking at him biting my lip.

"Now get on your knees."

I slowly drop to my knees while he keeps a hold of my hair making me look up at him.

"Ya like this babygirl?"

I shake my head yes looking up at him. He smirks letting go of my hair and slowly takes his shorts off. I gulp seeing his cock flop out of his shorts. He smirks looking down at me.

"Now you are going to take my dick down your throat like a good girl."

I hear my phone buzz on the nightstand. Tyler grips up my hair making me look up at him.

"Did you hear me?"

"Yes Daddy."

He bites his lip looking down at me.

"Good girl."

I open my mouth wide sticking out my tongue.

"And you have a tongue ring? Fuckkkkk."

I laugh looking up at him. He grips my hair again making me open my mouth wide with my tongue hanging out. He slaps his dick against my tongue a couple times making me moan a little. He starts slowly shoving his dick down my throat. He shoves it all the way down making me gag really hard than pulls it back out. I cough a few times, tears coming out of my eyes but I still open my mouth wide for him again. He slowly shoves it all the way down my throat again making me gag than pulls it back out.

"What a good fucking girl."

I look up at him, spit hanging my mouth and a couple tears rolling down my face. He pats my cheek smirking. My phone starts ringing on the nightstand. Tyler turns around and grabs my phone.

"Oh look who it is."

He looks down at me and smirks.

"I have an idea. Keep sucking and gagging on my dick baby."

"What's your idea?"

"What did I just say?"

"Yes daddy."

I grab his dick and start sucking on it. He moans and grabs my hair. My phone starts ringing like a videochat. I look up at Tyler with his dick all the way down my throat.

"What a good job. You got it all the way down without gagging."

Tyler answers my phone without me knowing. The camera is facing him.

"Y/N! I knew you would soon answer.......me? Tyler why do you have Y/N's phone? Where is she?"

I start sucking his dick faster looking up at him. He moans a little smirking at Ethan.

"Oh she has been a little preoccupied with her time."

"What do you mean?"

Tyler turns the camera around while I have his dick shoved all the way down my throat again. Tyler let's out a moan.

"Are you fucking kidding me?! That is my fiance! Not your new girlfriend!"

I pull his dick out and slap it against my tongue a few times looking up at the camera. Tyler laughs watching Ethan freak out on camera.

"Alright Ethan. Unless you wanna watch me fuck the shit out of MY GIRL, I suggest you hang up and never call her ever again."

"Are you fucking kidding me?! Whatever! Bye!"

He hangs up and Tyler puts my phone on the nightstand. I stand up looking at him. He comes over, wipes my face and smiles.

"Now for the fun part."

The enddddddd

[jenchan-writingmultis]

Twst x obey me.... Where something happens that makes both worlds overlap or makes characters from both worlds meet each other،as a result, Mc and Yuu meet each other and it turns out that they were friends when they were still living in the human world.

Twisted Wonderland x Obey me Crossover

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A/n: This was requested last June 7, why am I so slow (╥﹏╥) not gonna lie this is hard to write, I kept thinking about what to put the reader’s pov on, I might write You as Yuki, and vice versa, where Yuu goes to Devildom, but that plan is still in drafts, for now, please enjoy the part 1! A few reminders: - Yuki is the default name in Obey Me! - NO pairing yet, It will be implied, but not explicitly displayed. - this will be divided into chapters, It will be considered a one-shot/non-series since I'm not doing different Points of view like how I do series. - Updates will be a bit slow - Credits: The line breakers are from Kaomoji dividers and Official Obey Me and Twisted Wonderland art. - Just enjoy! Would love to hear your responses on this fic cause I'm having fun writing it ^^ Masterlist

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“What is that?” you asked, bewildered, as a strange portal suddenly opened in front of you. Grabbing Grim protectively, you jumped back, creating a considerable distance from the portal. Grim meowed in confusion, stirring awake.

“Mrgh...” Grim stirs slightly, rubbing his eyes with his paws, “Hench human did you really need to be that rough?” he huffed yawning, rubbing his eyes he blinked away his drowsiness and stared at where you were looking at.

The reddish portal loomed ominously before you, causing sweat to bead on your forehead. "Sorry, Grim, but just look at that! It opened so suddenly," Grim's tail wagged curiously. "What is that?" he asked, his eyes reflecting your own bewilderment. It was becoming clear that the two of you were starting to mirror each other’s reactions, the same responses and all.

Uncertain of what to do, but feeling compelled to investigate the strange portal, you decided to proceed. Maybe it would offer some clues about how to return home. Cautiously, you placed Grim at the door, advising him to stay put while you approached the portal. Grim grumbled in protest, but your serious tone made him comply, his ears drooping as he huffed. "Don't do anything stupid, Henchhuman. I'll be here to protect you!" he declared, trying to mask his concern with bravado.

The moment you touched the portal, a hand slid out, grabbing yours and making you screech in surprise.You tried to pull away, but instead, you ended up dragging out another person... or rather, a sheep?

“Wha—” you squeaked, falling down with a thud as the weight of the body you pulled out slammed into you.

“I am so sorry!” a familiar voice rang out. They quickly grabbed your hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze as you rubbed your head, trying to shake off the daze. As Grim hissed fiercely at the person who had just body-slammed you, you managed to groan out, "It's fine," while grabbing Grim firmly by the scuff. "Behave, Grim." When the person finally got off you, your eyes widened in surprise. "Yuki?"

"Hm?" they exclaimed, eyes widening as they pointed straight at you. "It's you!" With a squeal, they leaped at you once more, sandwiching poor Grim between you both.

“Ack! Get off me!” he squirmed managing to push himself off the crushing hug you both shared. “Where have you been?! You vanished in our world!” Yuki cried out, shaking you and making you dizzy as you grabbed their arms, trying to calm them down. “Wait! Wait!” you said, “You vanished too! You recall the time we were in a sleepover?!” You complained.

“So, both of us got taken away at the same time?” Yuki said, frowning, making them look around. “Is this where you live?” they said, eyes twinkling. “Wow this is a good place” they stood up, offering their hand to help you stand on your feet. Which you unconsciously take, a gesture you do with your long-time friend.

“Yeah, but it wasn’t even like this before- It was a mess” you admitted, scratching the back of your neck, you’re not sure if you should tell Yuki about how you’re basically broke, and you’re being exploited by a certain birdman headmaster.

“Are you not telling me something else?” Yuki’s eyes narrowed, crossing their arms. “Tell me the deets, now” " Their gaze shifted momentarily as Grim the cat perched on your shoulder steals their attention causing them to get distracted. “A flaming cat? Really?”  Yuki said, “Hey! His name is Grim, not a flaming cat,” you huffed, hugging Grim. “He’s my companion, first friend in this world.” Rubbing the base of Grim’s ear, he still glared at Yuki. Now that you think about it, Yuki looked incredibly different, sure their pink hair was normal but why do they have horns, and are those sheep legs?

“You know, forget about me, at least I look normal,” you commented, reaching out to touch Yuki’s horns. “What happened to you?” you asked, Yuki grins, grabbing your wrist and pulling it away from them as they cup both your hands. “I’m an exchange student in RAD.”

"RAD?" You interjected, acknowledging the interesting adventure both of you had after getting separated. "You know what," you continued, cutting off Yuki's babbling before it could start. "Let's discuss this in the living room. Will the portal you used close?" you asked, glancing towards the portal.

"Oh, that? Yeah, it'll probably close, but I should be able to bring the demon brothers out with me," Yuki replied casually.

“Jesus Christ Yuki!” you gasped out, what the hell do they mean by Demons. “ARE YOU IN HELL?”

“Devildom School!” Yuki corrected “But they’re nice, all I need to do is study, I don’t need to worry about expenses, unlike the time we were living in our apartment.” Yuki grins, causing you to get hit by that like a truck. “You don’t?”

Yuki nodded their head too enthusiastically, “I’m quite happy here, the demon brothers are incredibly attractive, and they keep me safe” they said which made Grim laugh, “Everyone here is ugly! Well except for Vil and me!” he huffed proudly, causing you to cover his mouth. “Maybe I can go there, Yuki.” You joked, causing Yuki to smile brightly, tugging your hand to their chest “You will!? I’ll ask Diavolo to make reservat- “

“On second thought nevermind, those names give me the shivers” You quickly retracted your hand away.

“Say,” Grim says as he looks at the portal, he floats on it, eyes blinking owlishly and you don’t like that look “This portal sends you to hell?” he questions, Yuki walks beside him “Well yes, but it’s much better if you don’t go in there, demons tend to eat tiny kitties like you” Yuki says, hands motioning to grab Grim’s chubby belly.

“Isn’t that rude to say?” a voice echoed in the portal, and before Grim could even move away a pair of hands grabbed him, causing him to squeak in surprise, you, on the other hand, got alerted as you tried to grab Grim back, but Yuki stopped you, pulling you away from the portal so that the mysterious man can come out.

A tall figure emerged, his blonde hair catching the light as he stepped outside, one hand cradling Grim the cat while he absentmindedly rubbed the feline's paws. "Aww, look at you, kitty kitty," he cooed in a tone that made Grim cringe, the cat trying to squirm free from the man's unyielding grip. "Get your filthy paws off me!" Grim spat, eyes narrowing with irritation.

But it seems like Grim’s threat fell on deaf ears as he started to eagerly pet Grim. “Such a cute kitty” he coos with a blissful smile on his face, “And, Yuki, you shouldn’t go in mysterious portals “He added, focusing suddenly on Yuki, who nervously scratched their cheek. "I'm safe now, though, and I get to see an old friend!" Yuki deftly redirected the intimidating man's attention towards you. "Who might this be?"

"Ah, a friend from the human world," Yuki introduced as you bowed politely. "Nice to meet you," you replied, perhaps a bit too formally, sensing something unsettling about the man. His demeanor rang warning bells, and you were cautious not to provoke him. "No need for formalities," he said casually, still petting Grim. "You're Yuki's friend, so you're good in my book." He glanced at Grim. "Is this your pet?"

“No! Get your-!” Grim bites his finger, causing the man to flinch, but instead of getting mad he nudges Grim gently off his bleeding finger. “You’re quite feisty, aren’t you?” the man’s demeanor suddenly shifts, Grim tears up sensing the sudden intensity of Satan's vibe as he looks at you for help, and you quickly went to them, grabbing Grim. 

"You're scaring the kitty, Satan," Yuki remarked, causing Satan to flinch when you immediately retreated behind your friend, arms around Grim. "Oh," he said, his demeanor sheepish. "I apologize." huh, you guessed he wasn’t that bad. "It's alright. So, your name is Satan?" You swiftly changed the subject, opening the door. "Let's continue this conversation somewhere else." Walking out, Yuki and Satan followed you.

"The living room isn't very tidy, and I hope you don't mind the ghosts," you murmured, noticing Yuki stiffen. "Ghosts?" they asked fearfully, making you snort.

“You literally have the Satan behind you,” you point out as Grim jumps off your arms, noticing that there was someone knocking at your door.

“Prefect! Open up!” Ace was starting to get impatient; he’s been banging at your door for 10 minutes already!

"Is that your friend?" Yuki asked while Satan stared narrowly at the door, aware of the two figures beyond. Both possessed magical abilities, though evidently not enough to subdue him if they were indeed attackers.

“Oh no,” You look at Yuki, who’s half sheep and this tall man, while he looks human enough, the outfit screams “I’m not from this world!” "Yeah, that's my friend, but Yuki, could you try to look more human right now?" you asked quietly, overhearing the two bickering outside.

"Hey, I swear, if that door breaks because of your banging, the prefect will ignore us for the rest of the week!" Deuce apprehended Ace, who glared at him, huffing. "They're not that mean."

“You guys are so noisy,” Grim said, swinging the door open.  "Grim! Where's Prefect?" Deuce hurriedly asked as he entered, coming to an abrupt halt upon spotting you and two unfamiliar guests. "Oh, uh... I didn't realize you had company," Deuce muttered, feeling embarrassed that he and Ace had barged in uninvited. Ace nudged him aside and approached where you were seated. "Who's this?" he asked bluntly, prompting a sigh of relief from you. Thankfully, Satan quickly thought to use illusion magic to make Yuki appear more human.

Deuce glared at Ace as he looks at you apologetically as well as your friends “We’re sorry for intruding,”

“It’s fine” Satan says, your two friends seemed to have taken interest in him, quite a looker Ace thought to himself, is this guy a model perhaps?

"So, uh" Ace drawls out, casually taking a seat beside you, "What’s your relationship with our prefect here? Friends? Acquaintances?" " Deuce settles in on your opposite side, while Grim comfortably finds a spot on your lap. Yuki and Satan occupy seats across from you, creating an intriguing tableau of friends gathered around.

"Yes," Satan says with a smile directed at them. "We're here visiting Yuki's friend." His gaze shifts back to Yuki, who has their arms crossed, communicating nonverbally for a moment, silently gauging whether it's alright to reveal to a group of high school kids that Satan is, well, Satan, and they came from that portal that ripped open in your room.

Before Yuki could agree to Satan's request, their eyes locked onto yours, silently seeking your approval to trust the two individuals. Feeling a pang of guilt for putting them on the spot, you nodded. "Listen, guys," you interjected, drawing the attention of the two boys, deciding to take responsibility instead.

“Yuki is my friend back in my world” you said, Ace’s eyes almost bulging out of his sockets. “What?”

"So, they're both your friends from your world?" Deuce inquired, crossing his arms and resting his hand on his cheek—a habit he fell into whenever he needed time to process new information.

“Oh no” Yuki denied, “This is Satan” she introduced him as Satan bowed his head momentarily. “I apologize for concealing our identities, we had to assess if you two were a threat, but it seems like you are friends of Yuki’s friend”

“Satan?” Ace scratches the back of his neck, “Sounds like a big shot guy, nice to meet you too” The moment Satan offered his hand, Ace hesitantly accepted it, still wary of the guy, Deuce on the other hand, shook the hand without much thought.

Satan assessed both their magic prowess, focusing on the magic he can see from them, they have potential. They were young, but promising; he hoped to see their abilities blossom soon.

"Does that mean Prefect has a way to get back home?" Ace asked, to which Satan closed his eyes in contemplation. "We're uncertain if it's safe for your Prefect to use the portal we opened,” Satan says, “My brothers have yet to come out yet, till I give the signal, since I saw Grim, I couldn’t help myself” he added with a twinkling gaze, focusing on Grim, who shivered and moved behind you. "He's trouble! I don't trust him, Henchhuman!" Grim whimpered, prompting a chuckle from you.

"Could you tell me more about your world? It seems like our timeline, yet there are many peculiarities I've noticed around this house," Satan explains. "For instance, the abundance of ghosts here; in our realm, we have ghouls for that." "Ghouls?" Deuce choked on the water he had been drinking just moments before. "What kind of world do you live in?" he said, visibly terrified. "Well, they're not aggressive; it's easy to dispatch them with a single blow." Ace and Deuce exchanged a side-eyed glance at you, clearly perplexed by your unusual circle of friends. “Ah,” Yuki says, as the two stared dumbfoundedly. “A beast person?” Ace says, eyes boring on Yuki making them flush in embarrassment. "You're not weirded out?" they asked, anxiously fiddling with their fingers.

Ace shook his head. "Nah, I was just more surprised by your friend over there," he gestured towards Satan, "he's got the qualities of a model." His attempt at a compliment seemed to backfire as Satan glared at him.  He tried to look at you for safety, but you were also glaring daggers at him.

"I mean!" Ace hurried to amend, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender, "They look great! They seem to have more of those beast-like traits, you know? You're adorable! An adorable sheep!"

Deuce couldn't contain his amusement at the escalating tension, which prompted Ace to retaliate by tossing the bottle of soda he had just bought at Deuce's head. "Hey!" Deuce protested, rubbing his head indignantly. "That hurt!"

"You two, stop. You're embarrassing me," you sighed, casting a glance at both Yuki and Satan.  They both look pitifully at you, how could you handle such chaos like this daily?

What came next surprised you.  Satan calmly threatened the boys into obediently taking their seats.

"Wasn't so hard to contain your anger, huh?" Satan's smile was sly, causing Yuki to look at him incredulously. It was ironic coming from the Demon of Wrath himself, telling a group of boys to tone down their emotions.

“Speaking of, Satan?” you caught his attention, the light outside shining directly at the living room’s table. “You said that your brothers will come?” you asked, realizing you haven’t made any coffee or tea for them as you stood up bowing apologetically “Sorry! I’ll brew something up for you two,” you said hurriedly making Yuki giggle.

“Since when were you polite to me?” Yuki grabbed you, forcing you to sit down beside them instead “Seriously sit down we don’t need tea” They urged you, seeing the pang of disappointment on Satan’s face. He seemed eager to try whatever brew you were planning to create. After all this was a whole new world. He was only trying to elongate the time he had alone with Yuki.

You lean closer to Yuki, “I think Satan wants to try tea” in which they looked at Satan who seemed to look away. “Do you want to try their drinks?” Yuki asked, which Satan’s eyes softened, “Can I?”

You didn’t quite put a finger to it, but doesn’t these two seemed to be dating? Yuki who pets Satan, giving him permission like he was some kind of dog.

“Are you two dating?” you asked, making Yuki grin. “maybe” your friend had the tendency to hide stuff like this making you pinch their cheeks.

“You! Seriously!” You huffed, the trio on the opposite table watching you. Satan on the other hand stood up. “Can I brew myself some tea?” He asked you softly, making you nod and stand up “I can help, if you’d like?” “No, it’s fine” Satan waves his hand dismissing you. “The kitchen is on the left side” you told him as he walks to where you pointed the direction. The moment the most intimidating guy left the room, Deuce, Ace, and even Grim crowded you and Yuki.

“There is no way that guy isn’t crazy strong, what is he?” Ace asked first sitting beside Yuki who laughed “He may be crazy strong, but he means well” they explained.  While Satan was away, looking at the weird labels clearly not in their language, you along with your friends came to chat, telling each other’s stories and the differences of their timelines to one another.

Satan’s phone rings as new messages pop up, he opens the main group chat of him and his brothers along with Yuki.

“Where the hell are you?” The first one to chat was Mammon, who was obviously in distress.

“Is it safe to go to the portal? You didn’t die right Satan?” Levi next, who had the most outrageous ideas. “Satan answer us!”

Satan sighed, his fingers dancing across his phone's screen while the other hand toyed absentmindedly with a packet of sugar. “Yuki and I are fine, you guys are allowed to go to the portal” he sends, with his advanced hearing, he could hear the portal causing fluctuations in upstairs.

"Wait, don't go down just yet. You might scare Yuki's friends," he typed hurriedly, his brothers seening and giving him a thumbs up.

“Then come up here, isn’t it a little rude keeping us in this tiny bedroom?” Asmodeus chats, with a crying bird emoji.

Lucifer finally spoke up after minutes of just seening. "Satan, what's the situation downstairs? We hear Yuki's voice.” he really wanted to answer sarcastically but he mentally stopped himself.

“The human that Yuki has been trying to locate has been found, however our conversation was interrupted by two first years, they seem to have magic but it’s weak” he explained via text.

“Aren’t you taking too long there Satan?” a voice jolts him out of his focus, causing him to accidentally drop the sugar, instinctively he kicked it up bringing it back to his hand again. “Christ Yuki,” he glares at Yuki who laughed. “Stop with the sneak attacks” he ruffles their hair causing Yuki to apologize while smiling.

“So? What are you so focused on your D.D.D about? Are they here?” Yuki said, opening their D.D.D and rereading what happened. “Oh! They are” they chirp. “Should we have them go down now?” Satan says, not keen to having Lucifer in the same vicinity as him. He might end up dueling his brother and destroying this dormitory.

“We should inform them for it first, those two first years are really nice, I don’t want them to get incredibly scared by the brothers” Yuki suggested, which Satan nodded, agreeing.

You were idly chatting with the two till you heard some footsteps upstairs, wanting to investigate it, Satan and Yuki came back with a tray of multiple cup of tea and coffee, which was already excessive with only 5 people in there.

“What’s the occasion?” You asked while rubbing Grim’s cheek who was resting on your lap.

“My brothers are here” Satan said, as he places the tray down, giving the cup of tea and coffee to deuce, ace and you. “Oh!” you chirped, curiously, Ace raises his eyebrow. “There’s more of you?”

The hell does that mean. Satan stared at him blankly before sighing. “Was it not mentioned before?”

“Well, if they’re your brothers, we’d love to show them courtesy” Deuce says, taking the coffee and thanking Satan. "So, that's a yes? Just so you know, they're way taller than Satan here," Yuki added, prompting all three of them to look at her in disbelief as she continued chatting in the group chat.

After only a few seconds Asmodeus ran down, eyes sparkling as he scanned the first-year students. Spotting you, he pounced with exuberance, wrapping you in a tight hug. "You must be Yuki’s friend! Oh, you’re absolutely stunning!" he exclaimed, squeezing a bit too tightly, causing you to gasp for air. Weakly patting his arm, you managed to croak, "Can't... breathe..."

Lucifer grabbed Asmodeus by the collar pulling them away, saving you from the grip of hell. “They do have magical prowess,” he says amusedly distracted by the odd magic he's sensing, as Asmodeus scratches his cheek “Woops, my bad, you just looked so cute like Yuki,” he says, ready to hug you again if Grim didn’t hiss at him.

“Oh no wonder you went first in first” Leviathan murmured to Satan who went down after Asmodeus, looking down at Grim who was hissing at him as well “Hey! Why are you so close?!” he growled which Leviathan backed away, “Ah! sorry I didn’t realize I got too close, you kind of reminded me of Henry”

Grim had never looked so offended in his whole life, who the heck is Henry? He huffs, looking away from Leviathan.

“Nice to meet all of you” You said as you smiled, you didn’t take into account that this tall man who just saved you from the grips of lust looked a lot like Professor Crewel.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, my name is Lucifer” he places his hand on his chest, eyes observing you along with your friends. “I must say, I didn’t expect such a nice home to go into” he says looking around, for someone so young they seemed to have good taste when it comes to architectural design. The dormitory, while bland to others seemed to have gotten the interest of lucifer, this home reminded him of the house of lamentation, without the bizarre decorations.

“Sup” Ace says, the first guy he noticed was Mammon, who looked like he’s been staring down at him and Deuce. “Yo” he nods at Ace, and for some reason… he feels like he’d get along with this guy.

Unceremoniously the two grabbed each other’s hands as a form of friendship.

“You two are getting along” Deuce said as he looks at the others, they were all just letting the man with dark hair speak to you, is he the eldest?

“I apologize for the scare my brother gave you” he acknowledges Grim and you by bowing slightly, while you got embarrassed by it Grim seemed to huff proudly. “You should be! There ain’t that much space for big humans like you!” he jabs.

A man who seemed to yawn and fall asleep standing up was held by another who had ginger hair. “That guy seems sleepy, why don’t you let him rest on the bed?” you suggested, feeling a bit bad since he looked so tired.

“You’ll let him?” The ginger man said he looked like a big brother to Ace now that you take a closer look as you nod. “We can just wake him up once we finish talking” The man seemed to beam as he guided Belphegor back to your bedroom.

Lucifer went to sit down on the extra seat Deuce offered him while Asmodeus and Mammon sat with Ace.

“Can you tell us about this whole portal thing?” you started first, breaking the sudden dead air that happened.  “How did you find my location?”

“It’s a long story,” Lucifer’s attention goes back to Yuki who had one day, started to feel homesick and didn’t eat well. So, he had to do something about it to keep their mental well-being up. “Yuki was in a bad mental state so I went to try and find out why” Yuki who was beside you seemed to fiddle with their fingers anxiously, as if they were anticipating you to react badly, but you continued to keep a neutral expression while listening to him.

“It turns out, that they were missing you” Lucifer continued but got stopped by Yuki. “Okay! I’ll continue from here Jeez!” they sighed turning to you. “I didn’t know why I felt like I needed to come find you, despite not feeling that way for a few months” they admit, your brows knitted in confusion as the others listen to your exchange.

“I know that it’s uncalled for to come find you, so I’m sorry” Yuki frowns “What are you talking about?” you glare at them, pinching their fluffy cheek, “It’s been almost a year since I last saw you and you think that you’re bothering me for opening a portal?” you scold them, pulling them into a crushing hug “If I was mad I would have attacked you by now you idiot” you said burying your face into their shoulder as Yuki relaxes, pulling you into a deeper embrace.

While you two were in vastly different worlds, the bond you shared with your friend is nothing but solid. “I’m sorry” Yuki murmurs, feeling like they’re going to cry for this.

The brothers along with the three of your companions stared in awe, it was nice that you finally found your long-time friend.

“I’m sorry to burst your sweet reunion but” Ace interrupts, feeling terrible that he had to. “We should go,” he says, standing up as Deuce stares at him like he just committed an unforgivable sin. “Class’ going to start in 2 hours and Professor Crewel’s gonna kill us if we don’t finish this report soon”

The moment You and Yuki pulled away you checked the time, realizing that it was time for class, but you can’t leave them be! “Do you guys wanna roam around for a bit?” you blurt out, but you start to regret it as all the brothers along with Yuki seem to have gotten curious about this place. How are you going to let them roam around while looking like a bunch of models who suddenly decided to use Night Raven College’s school to promote it?

“If you’d let us sweetie!” Asmodeus chirps, he wants to check if there are other gorgeous beings around here, just so he can have a chance with them, exchange make-up routines, and recommend good products! That’s a sweet way to broaden his horizon of self-care.

Mammon on the other hand seemed to have twitched thinking about what items he could find, what he could do with them and if they’re valuable if he sells it back home, and that little faint smile he  has made Lucifer’s alert system tingle, he looks back at Mammon who jolted as he places both his hands on his head acting chill about it like he wasn’t planning to steal something from this Dormitory.

“Mammon…” Lucifer calls his name out with a warning. “Don’t even think about it”

“I wasn’t!” he whines, “Plus! Not like I can get anything from this Shabby dormitory” he crosses his arms which Grim glares at him “Shabby? I’ll have you know that this place could may as well be a hotel! Be grateful!”

“Hah? This?” he said and Grim floated off your lap almost getting into a verbal fight with Mammon himself, if Lucifer didn’t emit an ominous aura that is.

“Che!” he huffs causing Ace to stare at him dumbfoundedly “Dude… I was gonna praise you for looking like another model but never mind” he says, Mammon flinching at his words “Hey!  I AM a model!”

“Whatever you say, Prefect do you wanna go to class by now?” Ace asks as he grabs his bag. “We can’t miss the quiz too” Deuce adds. You were starting to feel the stress, thinking whether you should leave them be for now or call Crowley just to inform him that you got literal demon brothers at your house and your friend who meticulously became half sheep! You already know that in one way or another Crowley might not even like it or kick them out! You don’t want that yet! You want to get to know your friend’s friends! And it’s been so long since you last saw your friend!

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I love tattooarrist harry and baker!y/n so much!! Can we please have more of them🥺🥺

No big deal; h.s.

Pairing:

Tattooartist!harry x baker!y/n

Summary:

"I don't see the problem we were just staying in." He tries to defend himself his eyebrows furrowing, a common tell sign that he was getting worked up, "Me and Niall had a good fuckin day at work so we decided to celebrate. We can do date night another day no big deal."

POV:

Y/n's

Warnings: Slight angst

I watch as the candle slowly melts with a sigh leaving my mouth, the cold dinner left untouched and the wine was left getting warm. I look up at the clock and my frown deepens.

I'll be back at 8, just me and you tonight love.

His charismatic voice with a wink rings through my mind. The clock taunts me with the hands striking 10, finally deciding he wasnt showing, I shoved my chair back the legs of the chair weeping from the tension against the wooden floor, and started picking up the dinner left to waste. Wrapping Harry's plate in plastic wrap i shove it in the fridge when a black ball of fur swivels its way between my legs, matilda meows sorrowful and i give her a light smile.

"He probably had to work late 'tilda." I hum giving her a pat before walking towards our bedroom.

As i sit on our bed I pull my phone out and scroll through my contacts, clicking his name i put my phone to my ear and wait as the sound of the ringing vibrates through my ear.

I obviously couldn't answer I'm probably busy at work or with y/n. If it's important give her a call.

I let out a frustrated huff at the voicemail, "Where the hell are you? We had plans tonight remember? Just give me a call back please."

My body jolts as i hear the sound of keys jingle and the front door snapping open. I grab ahold of my glasses on the side table shoving them on and looking at the clock, 2:00 A.M. glares back at me. Are you actually kidding me? I put on my house shoes and walk towards the living area of the apartment, i watch as Harry pour himself a glass of water.

"And where the hell have you been?" I ask sharply as i glare at him, my hands on my hips Harry stops pouring the water and turns towards me with a frown.

"Out with Niall." He states bluntly taking a swig of water, a harsh laugh escapes my mouth and i nod.

"Did you forget something?" I ask with a sarcastic smile on my face.

He looks as if he's trying to remember something then shakes his head, "not that i recall."

Thats the fire that ignites my anger, "You made plans for us tonight! You wanted to have a nice quiet night in. I fucking made dinner, I had picked out a bath bomb for us to use. I even left work three hours early for this!"

"I don't see the problem we were just staying in." He tries to defend himself his eyebrows furrowing, a common tell sign that he was getting worked up, "Me and Niall had a good fuckin day at work so we decided to celebrate. We can do date night another day no big deal."

No big deal.

"No big deal?!" I snap taking a step in his direction, "We barely get to spend any time together because you're always working late, you fucking promised me tonight and you broke that promise. You come home six hours later from a pub and expect me not to be upset? I mean fuck Harry!" I huff massaging my temples.

"Well maybe you should have called me!" He bites and i sigh shaking my head.

"You know what, this isnt even worth it." I hum grabbing my keys from the key rack.

"Where the hell are you going?" He asks moving over towards me.

"Martha's."

"Dont do this," he sighs, "look i'm sorry okay just dont leave please."

I take a look at him, his eyes heavy with exhaustion, hair disheveled and a frown on his pretty pink lips before taking a deep breath, "i need some time to think and breathe before i make a mistake and do something irrational, if we keep going at this it'll turn out that way. Please respect my wishes."

His frown deepens and brows furrow further, "be back tomorrow?"

"I have work all day, i'll be back at 8." I spit his words back at him before throwing the door open and making my escape.

"...all im saying is he's a prick, plain and simple make him suffer." Martha states as she wipes down the colourful table.

Marthas been giving me a lecture since i walked into her little cottage yesterday at 2 in the morning and she hasnt stopped. I walked in the bakery with a frown at 6 A.M. and it hasnt came off the entire day, regulars constantly coming in giving me a sympathetic smile and wishing my day well.

"But Martha..."

"No but, no nothing. Dont give me that bullshit, sure he loves you and you love him but its the principle of the matter." She hums sitting in an old rustic arm chair next to the bean bags. "Think of it this way, if it was the other way around; him staying home making the dinner and you didnt show till ass crack in the mornin', he would do the same shit. Walk his pretty ass out of the house and drive off to Niall's."

I huff as i plop myself on the bright pink beanbag bringing my palms to my eyes trying to rub out the migraine that was destined to form. I know she's right he would be upset if it was the other way around, and the fact that he was being so blunt and  careless was very disrespectful.

"So what now?" I ask picking at my nails.

"You wait till he apologises."

I let out a deep sigh, "Martha I was also wrong for just walking out."

"No you werent, you told him yourself. You would have done some stupid shit that you didnt mean if you stayed there." She replies sharply, "and while he's at the apologising tell him to come clean the damn tables and dishes."

I let out a snort and shake my head, glancing at the clock 8 o'clock is staring back at me, Martha looks at the clock and hums.

"You can go, Nat is here so she can help clean up."

"No, i'll stay." I smile at her before snatching her rag out of her hands and smirking at her, "get up you old hag it's deep cleaning day."

She gapes at me then glares, "fuck that shit, you can do that yourself for calling me an old hag!"

I look at the clock on my dashboard, 10:30 it reads. Letting out a huff i grab my purse and some desserts I decide to bring home, everything will be fine i hoped. Walking up to the door i let one last deep sigh out before making my way through. The sound of things being knocked over make me jump slightly, looking up towards the dining area i see Harry with blood shot eyes and a blotchy face.

"You're home." He croaks out smiling at me with watery eyes.

"Yeah, stayed late to help Martha deep clean." I mumble sitting my purse on the coat rack and my keys on the key holder.

"I- um I made dinner for us." He chirps pointing to the meal on the table, "chicken parm your favourite."

I give him a weak smile before nodding and walking towards the dining table, looking at the meal my heart pulls. "Thank you thats thoughtful of you."

"No it's not, it's the bare minimum, you shouldn't thank me for this." He sighs shaking his head, "i have neglected you for weeks y/n. Making you promises and never pulling through, telling you we'd spend time together but it never happens. When you left last night, i um i got to thinking and do you know how many dates i've fallen through on?" He ask and i shake my head, not really one to keep count on things like that, "six, fucking six, that is six to many. I wanna make it up to you, i decided to cut back on my hours-"

"Harry you didnt-"

"I know i didnt have to, i wanted to." He smiles grabbing ahold of my hands, "i want to spend a lot more time with you, i want to be there for you the way you've been there for me."

Tears stream down my face as i smile at him letting out a chuckle, "i'm sorry for leaving."

"Dont be sorry, i would've left to if i was you."

A/N: oh my god :') hello guys i miss yall so fucking much its insane first off thank you so much for the request anon<3 i've been dealing with personal shit and just been in a reading (and writing) slump </3 and i've also been waiting for someone to request something so thank youuuuu!!!! I hope you guys enjoyed as much as i enjoyed writing this<3

-All the love,

em

Xo🐝

[maretinelli]

I CAN'T LOSE YOU³

Lewis Hamilton X fem!engineer!reader

Summary: They have known each other for years, they work at Mercedes and are best friends. But only time will tell how they feel about each other.

Words: 13K+ (all three chapters together)

Warnings: It's a lot, I may not remember them all. But it's angst, mentions of team changes, bottled up feelings, best friends to lovers, happy endings and lots of cuteness.

Author: English is not my first language, I apologize if there are mistakes in the story. And this is the final part, I love it so much. I'm dreaming a lot about Lewis, I'm going to write a lot.

Part 1

Part 2

MASTERLIST

Event day.

Thursday arrived. Both Lewis and Y/n were on edge. Especially the engineer. They always went out together and some paparazzi captured them. But look, now she would be going to an event with him. With a lot more spotlights and cameras in their faces.

She had been to events like this before. But it was with the whole Mercedes team. Lewis, George, Toto and the other engineers were together. But now? It was just her and Lewis.

Something that would probably be on the lips of internet gossipmongers.

It was 1 pm. Y/n finished painting her nails, while she had barrettes spread out in her hair and wore loose clothing. Her burgundy dress was hanging in the hallway so it wouldn't get wrinkled and filled with Poppe's hair.

Her phone rings, she looks away from her hands and sees Lewis's photo on the phone. He was calling via video call.

With much struggle, Y/n propped her phone in front of a potted plant on the living room table and answered Hamilton's call. "Hey, honey!" She greeted with a smile, going back to cleaning the sides of her nails.

"Hi, sweetie!" He says smiling and Y/n looks up. She sees that Lewis was home, but there was someone around him pacing back and forth and his hair was half in braids and the other half in curls.

"Are you taking the braids out or putting them back in?" Y/n asks trying to understand and Lewis smiles.

"Changing it," he says and Y/n nods. "Trying a new style." Lewis takes out his phone and twirls around his hair, showing the process. "A few more hours and I'll be done," he laughs.

Y/n goes together.

"And you?"

The engineer raises her hands on the screen, showing her dark red nails. They match her dress. "I've finished painting my nails." She says and looks at the clock on the wall. "In about 40 minutes my makeup artist will be here and I'll finish my hair."

Lewis smiles.

"Great! A surprise will arrive for you soon!" Lewis smiled in that secretive way, and Y/n felt a twinge of curiosity.

"What kind of surprise? Don't tell me it's something extravagant... again!" She said, biting her lip.

"Who knows!" Lewis shrugs with a laugh.

He always had this habit of going the extra mile, of surprising her when she least expected it. It warmed her heart, but it also made the butterflies in her stomach turn into complete chaos.

"You'll go bankrupt if you keep giving me presents every week!!"

"It would be an honor," Hamilton smiles, looking at the camera.

Y/n just lets out a laugh through her nose and shakes her head negatively.

"I'm hanging up. I'll pick you up at 5pm. I love you" he says, giving the camera a kiss with his hand.

The engineer smiles, squinting her eyes and blowing a kiss. Lewis smiles and hangs up the phone.

As she hung up the phone, she felt her heart beating fast and Poppe was next to her on the floor, watching intently. The woman's gaze fell to the cat, she meowed and Y/n smiled.

"I know, Poppe. My heart beats for Lewis."

The cat meows again and leaves the living room. Going to the kitchen to eat his food. Y/n smiles and starts putting away her manicure things, while asking the house speakers to start playing one of her favorite songs.

After exactly 40 minutes. The doorman calls asking if the makeup artist could come in. Y/n says yes and rearranges the living room table so she has more space for the woman.

The doorbell rings about 5 minutes later. Y/n opens with a friendly smile. Rachel, the makeup artist, was a great friend of the woman. She was the one who helped the engineer get ready at all the graduations she had and Mercedes events. Let's say Rachel has experience.

"Hi, come in. Just don't mind the mess. The whole day has been a total rush," Y/n says awkwardly. The woman enters the engineer's house talking and before Y/n can answer. The intercom rings again. "Just a second. You can go and tidy up your things on the table in the living room. It's bigger! Rachel smiles and Y/n walks to the house's intercom. "Yes?"

"There's a package here for you at the front desk. It's from Lewis Hamilton. Can I deliver it or do you want to pick it up?"

Y/n tries to hide it, but a smile comes out as she bites her lips and has a hand behind her neck. As if she is shy.

"Can you please bring it!"

The doorman nods and Y/n thanks him.

The woman walks into the living room and Rachel starts giving options on how the makeup could look, according to the requirements Y/n had texted her.

Before she sat in the chair. The doorbell rings, Y/n excuses herself and walks to the door, where the doorman had a large box in his hands and a bouquet of red roses. Genuinely great..

"Here, Miss Giordano. Lewis asked for it to be delivered!" The doorman holds out the things and Y/n smiles, feeling her cheeks heat up.

"Thank you!" She says and the doorman leaves. Y/n closes the door and walks over to where Rachel was.

Rachel smiles seeing the box and the bouquet in the woman's hands: "You have any idea that you are envied by half the paddock, right?" Rachel joked, as she separated the brushes. "Brilliant engineer, beautiful, and she's also dating the most charismatic guy in Formula 1. There's no way to beat that."

"I don't date, Lewis," she says, blushing. "And you saying that, I feel like a fish out of water," she says, making the makeup artist laugh. Y/n stops walking and leaves the box on the table, while picking up the note that was in the middle of the flowers in the bouquet.

As she reads it, Y/n smiles passionately and places the bouquet on the table so she can open the box.

It was black, and had a red ribbon wrapped around it. The engineer unrolled it and the ribbon fell to the floor. When she opened the lid, she was faced with a pair of heels.

They were black with patent leather, thin heels and bright red soles.

Y'n felt her eyes fill with tears as she took the shoes in her hand.

Rachel looks at her and smiles. "Honey? Why are you crying?"

Y/n laughs, wiping away some tears.

"Because I love this man. I love him so much it makes me want to cry," she says, and the tears fall more, but she smiles as she puts on her shoes and walks around the house to soften them.

Hours passed. She was ready at home, just waiting for Lewis to come and pick her up. Y/n had texted her a few hours ago, first thanking her for the gift and then scolding her for buying them. They were so expensive, she didn't feel worthy of receiving them as a gift.

As the clock ticked towards 5pm, Y/n felt her hands start to sweat. With every sound coming from the street, she looked out the window, wondering if it was his car.

She was looking at herself in the hallway mirror. The maroon and satin dress fit her body perfectly. Her shoes didn't look so new after all the walking around the house. Her hair fell in curls over her shoulders and her makeup was impeccable as always.

But meanwhile, his mind was thinking about so many things in these past few years. So many things about Her and Lewis.

She didn't know how it had happened. Between so many trips, tight schedules and the pressure of racing, Lewis appeared and turned her world upside down. And now, even surrounded by so much insecurity, she felt complete just with the idea of being by his side.

The doorbell rang, sending the woman's thoughts flying. She walked through the house, her new heels clicking, while in her hand she held a shiny purse. There wasn't much in it, just her lipstick for touch-ups and her cell phone.

Passing through the kitchen hallway, she reaches the door and lets out a sigh before opening it. Lewis is here, and she is absolutely certain that he is more handsome than he already is.

When she opened the door, there he was. Lewis was wearing a dark gray loose-fitting outfit that fit perfectly to his body, with sneakers that matched his style even more. impeccable. But what made her forget to breathe for a second was his smile—that smile that seemed capable of stopping the world for a few seconds.

"Hi," she says shyly, opening the door and walking out.

Lewis, who was standing a few steps away from her front door, smiles and admires her from top to bottom. He smiles even bigger when he sees his gift at her feet.

"You look really beautiful, you know?" He says, taking her hand and spinning it around.

They laughed.

"Thank you. You look beautiful!!" She says with all her heart.

Hamilton smiles and holds out his arm so she can hold on and walk down the stairs. "It worked!!" He says happily, pointing to his shoes.

She looks down at her feet. "Yes. Thank you so much, again. You didn't have to!!"

"Anything for you!" Lewis says, opening the passenger door for her.

Lewis closed the door softly and walked around to the driver's side, while Y/n tried to contain the blush on her cheeks. She looked up at the sky already tinted with the hues of sunset and, for the first time in a long time, felt like she was exactly where she was supposed to be.

Hamilton preferred to drive to the event. Just him and his secret crush. The way there was a bit far, but everything became so much easier and faster when he brought up a subject that Y/n liked, just to calm the woman's nerves.

He knew, she was cracking her fingers and fidgeting with her hands constantly.

Parking the luxury car in front of the event, Y/n is visibly nervous as she sees the crowd of photographers and important people. Before getting out of the car, Lewis takes off his seatbelt and holds his wife's hands, before getting out and letting her maneuver his car.

"If this is too much, we'll leave, okay? You don't have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable. I know I asked a lot for you to come with me and I don't want to be responsible for anything that happens to you. Let's just have fun and be ourselves, okay?"

Y/n smiles at Lewis's sweet words and nods. "Okay! I can handle it!"

Lewis smiles at his best friend's courage and gets out of the car first. He goes around and opens the passenger door. All the fans, journalists and photographers were curious to see who Lewis Hamilton had brought with Tommy's big event.

When Yin stepped out of the vehicle, the fans present started cheering. They were definitely fans of the idea of the pilot and the engineer being a couple.

Lewis extends his arm and she takes it, walking alongside the driver into the event.

As they walk down the red carpet, Y/n feels the flashes and murmurs of people around her. From what she hears, they are sweet whispers. Like:

"She's definitely more beautiful than she already is

"I knew they were a couple!"

"They match so well!!"

"I love the story that she's his engineer in Formula 1. As soon as I get home I want to write a novel based on that!"

She lightly squeezes Lewis's arm and smiles at the last comment she heard.

The pilot feels the grip on his arm and turns to her, still walking towards the event door. "Is everything okay?"

She nods in agreement, "Okay!" Y/n looks at the pilot and smiles.

Oh my, this made a beautiful photo. The two of them looking in love, as if the world around them didn't exist and they both didn't know they loved each other.

"If you need to, tell me you want to run away. I'll take you out for pizza somewhere hidden." Lewis jokes, and she laughs.

Both enter the event.

"Do you promise?"

"Always."

The hall is luxurious, with sparkling chandeliers and soft background music. Y/n enters arm in arm with Lewis, still getting used to the grandeur of the place.

As Y/n lightly squeezed Lewis's arm, he glanced at her. He knew that behind her smile, she was still trying to get used to the curious stares and incessant flashes. But for him, it was hard not to admire how she glowed, even when he didn't realize it.

Even surrounded by celebrities and important people, Lewis never lets go of her arm and makes sure to keep her close, realizing that she is still a little uncomfortable.

Walking a little further, a group of men, apparently businessmen, catches Lewis's attention, making the man go there. Always with Y/n by his side, only letting go to greet the older ones.

"Lewis, long time no see!" One of the businessmen says. Yin greets everyone in general and this businessman looks over. "Who's the beautiful lady? Girlfriend, Lewis?" He gestures.

They both smile denying it.

"My best friend!" He says looking into Y/n's eyes. "And in my free time, my Formula 1 engineer."

"I think it's the other way around!" The woman laughs and looks at Hamilton.

"No. Before you were almost my boss, you were my best friend, my confidant," he says quietly, so only she can hear.

She can feel her cheeks flushing.

"Being Lewis's engineer is not for everyone. He is demanding in what he does!" One of them comments and they laugh.

"I think it works differently in the Mercedes garage. She is very demanding in what she does and saves me in every race with her brilliant ideas" Lewis exalts the woman again.

"Let's just say I'm his boss. Not the other way around." She says, making them laugh.

Saying goodbye, Lewis walks further into the room with Y/n by his side. Greeting and being polite to everyone.

Lewis takes two glasses of wine

"I hope you know that everyone thinks we're a couple." Y/n says softly.

Lewis laughs: "And why do they think that? Just because you're beautiful and I'm spoiling you today?"

With that, Lewis holds the wine glass with one hand and the other grabs Y/n's free hand. Making her heart miss a beat inside her ribcage.

"Maybe because you hold my hand like I'm going to run away." The engineer jokes, trying to hide the blush on her cheeks.

"You're not running away. I already promised pizza." Lewis brings his face closer and Y/n smiles.

The night went by and Yin began to feel more comfortable and socialize more with strangers.

As Y/n spoke to a group of engineers, Lewis stood a few feet away, arms crossed and a small smile on his face. He couldn't help but think how natural she looked right there. At the same time, he felt that familiar pang of fear: what if she never realized how he felt? What if taking the risk would mean losing everything?

Lewis had returned and was in the corner of the room talking to Y/n. The woman, the first to see some journalists approaching, quickly turns to Hamilton.

"Hey, I'll leave you for a moment. There are a few more of them coming!" She points to the journalist and Lewis smiles at the woman.

"All good"

"I'll be getting a drink"

Lewis blinks with one eye and listens to the woman's information, before turning to the journalist who was coming and starting to answer the various questions. Especially the ones that hinted about him and his engineer being an official couple.

Y/n walked through the hall until she reached the bar to order another Martini. And when she walked to the large balcony, she greeted some acquaintances and exchanged a few quick words.

The cool night air is a welcome treat, making her shiver and cringe a little. She walks over to the glass ledge and looks down at the city of Monaco.

All thoughts about Lewis came to her, she smiled remembering how he was more than kind to her. Always asking if she was okay, and praising everything she did. Since he was the only one in the room worthy of praising anything. Y/n thought.

The decorated balcony had no one. Just her and her thoughts of Hamilton.

Taking a sip of her drink, she felt warm hands touching her waist. She jumped and turned around quickly, ready to hit whoever it was.

But it was him. His Lewis Hamilton.

"You scared me!! I almost hit you in the face!!" She says angrily, making Lewis laugh.

"Sorry, honey! I didn't mean to scare you."

Y/n can't stay mad at him. She smiles from ear to ear.

On instinct, she put an arm around Lewis's neck, while he still had both hands on the engineer's waist.

Lewis looked into Y/n's eyes, his usual smile slowly fading as he looked at her with a more serious and soft expression. His hands gently slid from her waist to hold hers. He took a deep breath, as if gathering all the courage he needed for what he was about to say.

"Y/n, I... I need to tell you something." His voice was steady, but it held a hint of nervousness that Y/n had never noticed before.

Y/n frowns in surprise, but agrees, "Sure, Lew. Go ahead!"

"I've had this for a while now. Years. And I feel like I can't keep it to myself any longer, even if it means I might lose what we have..." Y/n felt her heart race, but she remained silent, letting him continue. "You are everything to me, Y/n. You are more than just my engineer that I have in the Mercedes garage. You are more than just my best friend, you are the woman of my dreams. You understand me like no one else has ever understood me and I am nothing without you. And during all these years, I felt like you were the missing piece in my life. Even with so many awards and victories, I felt something missing. And that something was you, everything became clearer to me when I saw you for the first time in the Mercedes garage. When they introduced you as my engineer, and when our hands met, I felt everything in place. My lost little piece was there. Y/n, I love you, I love you all these years and more. And I know I might be losing you by declaring myself like this all of a sudden. But maybe, if I'm leaving Mercedes, I can't lose everything I've achieved, I want you with me."

Y/n was crying at the words. Her crying increased and the sobs came. Lewis for a moment, thought everything had been thrown in the trash, but when he saw that bright smile on her face, he knew she was fine.

"Lewis..."

"I know it all happened so fast. But if I let this night go by, I might never have the courage again. And I want to know about you...do you feel the same way?"

Oh what a stupid question. He didn't know, but Y/n breathed in and out for that man.

Y/n took a deep breath and let out a sob before answering. She let out a soft laugh, not believing that this was finally happening. "Lewis... of course I do. I always have. Why do you think I've never been able to truly be interested in anyone else? It was always you, even when I pretended it wasn't. I love you so much, it would be impossible to put into words. I've loved you since the day I saw you!"

His smile returned, brighter than ever. Without hesitation, he pulled Yin closer, slowly leaning in until their faces were mere inches apart. "Then I guess there's only one thing left," he whispered before finally kissing her.

The kiss was everything they both expected: intense, sweet, and full of years of pent-up feelings. Y/n smiled in the middle of the kiss, making Hamilton's butterflies fly aimlessly in his stomach. When they pulled away, just enough to look into each other's eyes, Lewis smiled.

"Will you be my girlfriend? I mean, we can skip the dating part because let's be honest, we've been on a lot of dates without even realizing it."

Y/n laughed, shaking her head. "You're impossible, Hamilton."

"Do I take that as a 'yes'?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Yes of course." Y/n didn't need to think before answering. The answer had been ready for years.

They smiled at each other before Lewis pulled her in for another kiss, the entire world disappearing around them as they finally found what they had always been searching for in each other.

And there, on the balcony illuminated by the lights of Monaco, they closed an important chapter of their lives and began a new one, together. Finally together.

[bobbyseyesmile]

Come again?

Morgan’s dark eyes followed you around the room as you stopped to pour yourself some more coffee to properly start the day. You ignored him when you sat down at your desk but you couldn’t ignore your best friends huge smile so you looked up from your laptop.

“Okay, what is it?” you asked, directed at Morgan and Emily. Both shared a quick look before their eyes shifted back, right at you.

“New hair, huh?”

You rolled your eyes but got excited; of course your very attentive colleagues would notice but would the very weird nerd across the room notice it as well?

Just when you opened your mouth to give Morgan a sarcastic reply Garcia walked into the room, her eyes cold and concentrated. Uh-oh, this would be a bad case. But as soon as her eyes met you a smile curled around her lips.

“Meow, mama! What’s with the sexy hair? And is that a new top as well- jeez, you look hot!” You felt your cheeks redden but couldn’t hide your amusement. “Thanks… you think it’s too much?”

“Oh sugar, it’s never too much pizazz. In fact, the world lacks it-“ she sighed which made Morgan shook his head while laughing “But! I know you didn’t dress that sexy for me, which makes me, to be honest, a bit sad but I get it.”

“Get what?” you turned your head towards Emily who had her eyebrows raised. “You got dressed up for someone in the office?!”

“Of course she did…” Morgan smirked “Should have known. So, tell us, who’s the lucky fella?”

Garcia giggled. “World best profilers in this room and you don’t know??” You turned red again and jumped from your seat. “Shouldn’t we discuss the new case? I bet Hotch is already waiting for us.” You gathered some papers and walked away, ignoring their snickering in the background.

“That woman is mysterious.” Morgan whispered but turned his head when Garcia put a hand on his shoulder. “Oh not at all, my love. That woman is just madly in love.” The quirky blonde turned her head and the friends followed her glance to the curly-haired man across the room.

“Seriously?” a small snort escaped the black man “It’s Reid?”

Spencer walked into the circled office when he noticed all eyes on him. Well, not all eyes because yours were fixed on the file in front of you. You didn’t even look up for a second and it gave him a bitter taste in his mouth. You hated him, he was sure… or maybe it wasn’t hate but surely a strong dislike of some sort.

You always turned red when he made a joke or the one time he complimented your hair- you must have been so angry with him, why else turn red?

“Hey wonder boy, we’ve waited.” Morgan turned in his chair and gave him a cheeky smile which Spencer tried to dismiss. “Sorry, I got lost. I’m currently reading Finnegans Wake again; my bookclub decided to study the consciousness writing style as well as the abandonment of narrative conventions to determine-“

“I’m sorry-“ Morgan raised his hands “I’ll never criticise you again but please for the love of all good, stop talking.”

Spencer noticed the way your fingers trembled against the papers. Great, he did it again. He bored you.

“Why study a book that’s literally so complicated that the general public didn’t even read it?” Emily asked and Spencer opened his mouth but was interrupted by Hotch.

“LA needs us-“ he clicked on the small remote control and a series of gruesome pictures filled the screen “They got an Unsub who hunts young women for their hearts. He cuts them out while they’re still alive.”

“Cuts them out? Dear god….” JJ mumbled but that wasn’t even the worst part.

“The coroner determined that he uses a dull knife. These women lived through the whole ordeal.”

Two days later and the team already presented a profile but couldn’t find a viable suspect so the mission continued into nowhere until Hotch came up with a plan.

“Y/N?” he asked and you looked up “Please come see me.” You walked in the small office and closed the doors as your boss presented you with his idea on how to catch this Unsub. The small hairs on your back stood up but you did exactly what Hotch thought you would: You accepted.

“So, did I get this right? We use Y/N as bait for this guy?” Morgan asked once again and you nodded.

“I’m his type. This will work.” Your voice was a bit shaky but you were still determined to stop this utter psychopath.

“Excuse me but we’re dealing here with a deranged psychopath who’s most likely a cannibal and you want Y/N near him?!” It was the first time that Spencer Reid lost his cool in front of Hotch and questioned his very decisions.

“He’s not going to hurt her, Reid-“

“Yeah, he better not.” the younger huffed “This is bullshit.”

“Spencer-“ you said softly and touched his arm “We need to catch this guy, you said it yourself how dangerous he is.”

“Catching him is not worth to put you in immediate danger.” he shook your hand away and angrily ran his fingers through his hair.

“We leave in ten minutes.” Hotch mumbled before getting up and signalling the others to leave you two alone.

“Spence-“ you tried again but he shook his head. “There has to be another way.”

“Of course there could be another way but this is the fastest. No other young woman should die.”

“You don’t understand” His voice was shaky and he let out a small laugh “I can’t lose you.” Spencer noticed your reddened cheeks and sighed. “Doesn’t matter how angry you get and how much you hate me but-“

“Woah, Spencer, hold up. What do you mean?”

“I know you’re always angry at me and usually I try to ignore it or, or I don’t know, blame it on my weird nature but this? I can’t let you do this.”

“I’m never angry with you, what are you talking about?” You raised your eyebrows in confusion and it made him stop in his tracks.

“You know, the reddened cheeks, your flared nostrils and always looking at the ground when I’m talking. Those are clear signs of hate or disgust.”

“For someone that smart you are pretty dense, Dr. Reid.” you gave him a soft smile and he looked at you in confusion. “Spencer, I like you. A lot. What you’re describing is me being shy and embarrassed.”

“Come again?” he asked and you took a step in his direction.

“I like you, dumbass.”

Spencer was frozen when he felt your lips on his own. You liked him? The moment he felt you withdraw, his hands were on your hips, stopping you. He felt you smiling against his lips and he smiled back. „Guess I need some profiling tipps, huh?“

„I can help with that.“

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[satoruhour]

🪻ugh your drabble about sore reader reminded of this one hc I think of so much that it’s embarrassing. Imagine gojo getting on sorcerer!reader’s nerves to the point that she and utahime almost have an anti-gojo hate club, and one time while bantering with him she jokes about his size or how he’s so self centred he probably can’t even make a woman cum.

Satoru only says “wanna see what I’m all about?” and safe to say she gets dicked down like there’s no tomorrow. Throughout the night he also makes fun of her for being all talk in the beginning but cumming so easily, makes her beg for it, will never let her live it down. Next day Utahime’s real pissed she lost her club’s vice chairperson.

My kitty isn’t even purring atp she’s meowing loud and crystal clear. Satoru who’s smug and a big tease in bed is so unbelievably sexy to me

a/n: discussions of incompetent dick game LMAO, oral f! receiving, fingering, p -> v sex, unprotected sex, creampies, multiple rounds

OHHHH MY GOD YOURE SO RIGHT ACTUALLY HYACINTH ANON sorry i took so long to get to this sobs. yes yesyes id like to think sorcerer was with them before but left the scene like nanami and never truly kept in touch with the students at tokyo high. id also like to think this happens before the actual series starts (ages 24 - 25) bc gojo might still be honing his technique and theres still that playful banter at that age. god and they have a school reunion and he does some annoying crap dude.... utahime is DEFINITELY debriefing with you after that whole thing. shes by your side the whole night recalling on the stupid shit gojo did as a hs kid, when he collapsed that mansion without putting up the veil. you had to calm her down LMFAO

but at the reunion there was alcohol and you both get hiiiiigh and all things get 18+ almost immediately, talking about how gojo def cant find the clit and he fingers women wrongly and cant make any use of his dick thats probs small 😭😭😭 which is like ... you also have an inkling that he might not be that small because he is .... 2 metres tall but ya never know with how cocky gojo is. and that inkling is gone instantly when u hear him talk cause his voice is so ANNOYING and dripping with cockiness. he also has that certain lilt in his voice that you realise he uses only with you, overly teasing and silky smooth and u hate how you notice that

gojo is fucked up as well, u know he doesnt hold his liqour well but hes sober enough to ask “wanna see what im all about?” and you especially hate how you look around to see where hime is at and when u just catch a glimpse of her heading into the bathroom, youre nodding slowly and you do nooooot know what youre getting urself into !

needless to say, gojo is already getting u so hot and bothered just from a simple kiss. he warped you two back to your apartment (bc he rather die than get found out by megs and tsumiki), which he has been to before !!!!! gods even the tension back then was so palpable but gojo was in a vulnerable place with geto and everything and didnt want to do anything that would hurt his heart more. you two make out for A WHILLLEEEE and if ure wondering if hes alr so good at kissing, what else is he good at ....?

youre proven wrong time and time again when gojo goes striaght for your clit, rubbing slow circles and he has u begging for more, more something just mere rubs. gojo has the gall to lick a stripe up your soaked panties and sucks a little at your clit and god he is LOVING the way all your previous insults about him fall short of your lips and doesnt have the same punch: “still doesnt prove your dick’s b-big—” gojo lips your panties to the side and eats you out. he eats. you. out. to prove a point but also he falls in love with your pussy, slobbering all over it and shit. “didnt tell my your pussy was so good, baby.” “cat got your tongue? do i live up to your standards?”

you realise hes cocky for a reason and that his tongue game is fucking insane. the same goes for his fingers, locking eyes when he first inserts his digits in and your moan is like heaven to gojo bc he likes nothing more than to prove people wrong. and this is the best way to do it !!!! “cum on my tongue, sweetness.” oh YOU DO !!! YOU DOOOOOO

and then you think gojos done with making his statement. nah. youre so fucked out just from oral and hes smirking down at you, bringing your hands to his crotch.

“what?”

“wan’ you to open my pants yourself.”

“so it’s small?”

gojo scoffs with a smile, he already finds himself addicted to you and your taste. “no. just curious to see your surprised face.”

it gets him off every time (even after dating. and cmon dont tell me you WONT be his gf or at least his fwb after this?) you react like that, mouth open and eyes never leaving his exposed cock that he could probably slam it inside.

wee woo and once he starts to fuck you ooohhhhhhggggghhh eveyrthing you say is INCOHERENT. you try to string words together, insults and name calling here and there but it’s always interrupted by moans and whines. “you’re so— mmhfuck— insanely anno— satoru!” its words and words but none of them make sense. youre drunk on his cock. he fucks you in every position imaginable and the first time he wants to pull out bc he isnt an asshole, you're trapping him between your legs and begging him to cum inside, inside, inside WOOOOWWW HE GOES INSANE.

“i’m on the pill, s-satoru! wan’ your cum inside, please, please—”

“you’re driving me fucking c—crazy. i will, i will.”

anyway yeah you guys go multiple rounds and youre rendered speechless at every turn, surprised at yourself that even when youre spent youre sinking down on his cock and riding him yourself right after you both came. everythings sticky and gross and gojos still sensitive but hes hooked on your pussy and lets you do whatever <33

the next morning u wake up caged in his arms and hes saying something annoying again. “wanna make this a regular thing?” and you attempt to reject him, pushing him away and getting up from your bed but youre sore everrywherreeee and he swoops in just as youre about to fall. “dick too good, huh?” you roll your eyes and just let yourself be pampered by him. you spend that next day just making out and being close to each other and u wonder what to tell utahime LMFOAAOAOA

you end up getting a few missed calls after gojo had sent a selfie of you both, blanket covering your naked bodies after doing the obvious and he just chucks ur phone to the side and continues to kiss you LMAOAOAOAO. oh sigh thats such a nice scenario maybe ill write it properly one day

hello hello!

[jujutsukatsuki]

Memories || B.K

|| in honor of someone sending in a hate mail about my writing and specifically part one of this work, which you don’t have to read to understand this. Here’s part two! This is dedicated to that hater! Listen to Memories by Conan Gray to get the full effect! ||

It had been six months since she saw him, since he broke her heart. Since he walked out the door like she meant nothing. She saw him on tv often, Pro Hero Dynamite, every week it was a report about how he saved the city or was accepting a new award for his heroics.

It wasn’t fair.

She stilled lived in the same apartment, mainly cause they had signed a two year lease so she couldn’t leave. She had finally managed to get herself to stop crying when she would look at the old pictures of the two of them.

She watches the rain out the window, a black cardigan pulled around her as she sees the sidewalks puddled with water. She takes a sip of her red wine as a soft knock breaks the gentle silence of the apartment. The cat she had gotten a month after he left her, gently meows and jumped up on the entry table next to the dark oak front door.

The walk to the door is quick from her cozy chair that overlooks the sidewalk. She looks through the peephole and sees red eyes peering through it at her. She jumps before she opens the door.

“Bakugou?” The use of his last name makes his skin crawl, he groans.

“I just.. can we talk? Y/n?” He looks at her, he can watch the gears in her brain turn as she looks at him. She can see how wet his hoodie is and she can’t help but open the door for him.

He slides in and goes to walk into the living room but stumbles over the cat.

“Who put a fuckin’ cat there?!” He grumbled before letting the cat sniff his hand.

She watches him cautiously, like she’s a wild animal and he’s prey.

Somehow they end up on the kitchen floor, Bakugou is wrapped in a blanket, his clothes put in the dryer. Y/n has her back against the cabinets as she watches him, her knees are pulled tight to her chest as if they were a shield guarding her heart from him.

“I miss you.” His voice is rough, she can see the remainder of the black make up he wore under his hero mask.

“I wish you’d stay in my memories.” She bites back, her tone is sharp, callous, calculated.

“I deserve that.” He agrees and runs his hands through the damp blonde streaks, the black cat named Starfire had curled up next to him.

‘Traitor’ Y/n thinks in her head as she eyes her companion.

“I hate what I did to you.. I was trying to pr-“

“So help me god if you say protect me.” Y/n snaps, her eyes watering from the confrontation.

“Y/n.. baby.. you don’t get it..” he tried to reason, his eyes search hers for any hope that he can explain.

“I get it. I got it when I came home to a half empty apartment and you sat me down and then walked out. I understood when you blocked my number. I understood when you had security kick me out of your agency when I wanted to talk to you.”

Bakugou closes his eyes, the alcohol has gotten to his head and he feels ill, or maybe it’s the guilt for his actions.

“You protected me all through out high school and college and I supported you when you were in hero school and starting out and you faced greater threats then whatever it was this time. You didn’t leave me then. So what was it Bakugou? What the fuck was it?!”

His last name on her tongue feels wrong, he wants to hear katsuki from her pretty lips.

“I.. I got scared. I wanted to marry you but I got scared. I wasn’t ready.” He whispers and moves closer to Y/n, he moves to lay on the ground, his head in her lap.

“Please Y/n… I’m sorry… please understand.”

She can feel the tears fall on the bare skin of her thigh, she thinks about the last few months that they were together in her head. The way he had gotten a call about a nine thousand dollar transaction on his card, the way he always would stand in the closet and be staring at something but hide it away when Y/n would come around. His mom texting and asking when they could go get their nails done even when they had never done that before.

Y/n looks down at the sobbing drunk man and sighs, she rubs the bridge of her nose and squeezes her eyes shut. The sound of the dryer going off rips her from all thought.

“I’ll be right back.” She gently maneuvers out from under him and goes to get his laundry. When she returns with the clothes, he’s still on the floor petting Starfire and whispering to himself.

“Your mom is so beautiful, I wish I never fucked things up.. I miss her every day. I know I ruined her but I could fix it.. make it up.. god..”

Y/n clears her throat and Bakugou sits up quickly startling Starfire who scampers off.

“You can sleep in the guest room. You’re in no condition to drive or walk.“

Bakugou stands up, keeping the blanket tight around him.

“Okay,” he agrees and walks to where the guest room was, he loved this apartment, remembered the day the two moved in like it was yesterday. He opens the door and it looks different. Y/n’s things are in here.

“Wrong door.” Y/n says as she crosses her arms over her chest.

Bakugou turns and opens their old bedroom. The guest room furniture was now in here.

“Why?” He asks and looks at her.

“Couldn’t stand to be in there.” She looks away.

He doesn’t say anything else as he goes into the room.

“Oh. Here.” She grabs his clothes from the kitchen counter and hands them to him.

“Thanks Y/n.” He smiles, his head feels gross, he needs to lay down.

“Yeah. Well good night.”

She walks into her bedroom and closes the door, she puts her back against it and slides down it, hands running through her hair.

Y/n lets herself cry, she sniffles as she wipes her tears on the black cardigan. It’s not fair she tells herself that right as she’s fully put back together he comes in here and fucks it all up, it’s not fair that he can ruin her own self image of herself and run back to her like it meant nothing.

She takes her sweater off and puts on a big t shirt and crawls into bed. Within a few minutes there’s a knock at the door and Bakugou peeks his head in.

“Y/n?” He says “I love you.” He finishes.

Her eyes flick to him and she jumps out of bed, the door flying open to see his full body

“No. No. No. No.” she picks up a pillow and starts to hit him with it, all the rage she had built up exploding out.

“You don’t get to say that! You don’t get to come here and ruin my life over again like you did already! You don’t get to make me believe that we could be something again when you already proved that I was nothing! You made me feel like I was nothing! Don’t you understand that you’re holding yourself back from finding someone you actually love?! I was barely surviving after you left! It’s not fair!” She screams at him, tears rolling down her cheeks like the storm that rages outside.

Her face is red and warm and her body feels like she’s laying on hot coals. Bakugou gently grabs her and pulls her into a hug, she can faintly smell the cologne he always used, the one she still kept in her bathroom. She can smell the beer on him as well. She breaks down in his arms, she can barely hold herself up as he strokes her back and holds her.

“Shhh, I got you. It’s okay.” He whispers and pulls her to the bed, he lays down with her on his chest. He keeps a tight hold.

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry.” He whispers over and over.

They fall asleep like that. When the sun comes up and shines in their eyes, they lay in the aftermath of the storm. Bakugou wakes up first like he always did. Y/n isn’t far behind when she feels gentle kisses on her forehead.

“Morning sleeping beauty.” He whispers

“Hi.” She muttered and closes her eyes once again.

Maybe they didn’t have to be what they were before, maybe they could be something better.

Bakugou gently sits up and holds her.

“I am sorry Y/n.. and I do miss you. Just please.. one shot..”

Y/n takes a deep inhale of the cologne that sticks to his body. She slowly nods.

“Okay.. one shot, that’s all you get.”

“That’s all I need. I won’t fuck up again. I promise.”