#thought i cheated on him my mom was the only person who knew i had gone out. shed actually threatened to tell him herself
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#when i was growing up my mom Only gave me incredibly inappropriate advice lmao.#i was raised by my toxic high school best friend-- except she was like that my whole life lmao.#she told me once to corner this girl i had problems w in the bathroom during class one day&beat the fuck out of her#&if i did to call my mom before i did it so she could call school&tell them she was taking me the period before so i had an alibi lmao.#she gossiped about me to my friends when she was angry w me-- something that actually ruined my life in a real way#when she was angry at me so she told a friend of mine i was cheating on my boyfriend at the time so that 'friend' told him#(she just wanted him to know he deserved better&she was there for him if he needed someone to talk to :))#&he beat me almost to death+threw me off the back of his motorcycle lmao.#when i mentioned that he thought i was cheating on him to my mom bc of a friend telling him i was my moms immediate response was to#deny vehemently that she has anything at all to do w it-- something i had not thought of until right then&realized the time my then bf#thought i cheated on him my mom was the only person who knew i had gone out. shed actually threatened to tell him herself#bc i was out bc i was arguing w her at the time lmao.#every memory i have of that woman makes me feel queasy lmao.#every time she yelled at me&told me i was depressing&i ruined everything w my horrible attitude.#the time she told me she didnt want to wait for me while i was limping up stairs bc she was in a bad mood&we were late for a movie#she wanted to see so she literally stomped her foot before yelling at me to hurry up lmao.#every time she called me selfish&cruel&insisted that the problem in every relationship i had was me#ESP the relationship i had w her.#i miss my mom sometimes. i hate my mom a lot of the time.#but more than anything i am just so fucking grateful she's out of my life.#i dont think ive changed a whole lot at my core throughout my life but im absolutely positive cutting her out of my life made it possible#for me to be a better person just in general.
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ten years in the making
paring: bakugou katsuki x fem reader
warnings: smut, non-con/dub-con, no-quirks au, high school love confession, unrequited love turned very requited, almost non-con threesome, feels like cheating (but technically not), no cheating though, fuck boi bakugou, pining reader, obsessive/possessive bakugou, running away, biting, marking, creampie, breeding kink, angst, toxic relationship
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You still had the love letter you handed to him when you were both in high school. His spiky blonde hair was pretty under the spring sun, red eyes examining the envelope in your hands with a disgusted look on his face.Â
On the rooftop of the school building, the wind blew extra hard. The chill of winter that lingered in the breeze made your face cold, but it was the rejection from Katsuki that numbed your whole body.Â
âTake that shit away,â he sneered. âBe lame somewhere else. I donât like you.âÂ
It was pathetic how you fixated on him because he helped you once from a petty thief who tried to steal your wallet. You shouldnât have liked him that much, not when he was so clear in his stance on how he felt about you. But you were also just a girl, and girls had crushes on Bakugou Katsukiâyou were just one of many, but no doubt the most pathetic one.Â
Cause while others grew out of their crushes eventually, you did not. And Katsuki, being the spawn of the devil that he was, started to see you as some sort of entertainment.Â
You followed him through university, enrolling in the same one. You begged your mom to stay at a dorm near campus, the same dorm Katsuki told you he would stay in. He lied. You knew on the moving day because he texted you photos of his new place from the front of the building to the room with an obviously different layout.Â
The text said, âlol you really thought u got me huh?âÂ
That sentence needed commas, and you⊠needed to get a grip. Yet, you did not.Â
Still trying to be close to him, you went to every party he went to, even if it meant you had to see him with a different woman each time. He never stuck with one, telling you he was easily bored and that was why you and him would never happen. Because you were a soppy, hopeless romantic who would wait for him like a dog waiting for its owner to come homeâhis words.Â
âWhen will it get through your thick skull, dog?â Katsuki rapped on your forehead with his knuckles. âYouâre not my type.âÂ
Well, his type exited the room just now, leaving only you and a very naked Katsuki in it. He loomed over you menacingly close, trying once again to talk some sense into you, albeit in a very mean fashion. Tonight, he was particularly cruel. After texting you to buy him a box of condomsâstating a specific brand, flavor, and sizeâhe made you sit and watch until the very end.Â
You pretended to pay attention, but what you really looked at was the wall behind the scene playing in front of you.Â
âIâll pick you up tomorrow at ten.â You changed the subject, ignoring his hot breath that fanned over your face.
âYeah, mom misses you like hell,â he jeered. âHow did you do it, inserting yourself into my family?âÂ
It was simple, actually, just offering to drive him home for a monthly family visit with a gift for his mom and dad every time, without fail, even though he got his own car. His mom, Mitsuki, never trusted his driving skills anyway, saying he was too reckless. So she was grateful for you, to the point of inviting you over for dinner as thanks whenever you dropped her son home, and you accepted the kindness.Â
Katsuki would roll his eyes, but he let it all happen, cause why would he say no to a personal chauffeur? All he had to do was sit prettily and blast his one-hour playlist until the car was parked in front of his childhood abode. And after eating and helping with the dishes, you would be gone, back to your own family house a couple of streets awayâconvenient.Â
You knew you were just a tool to Katsuki, his lackey, but you were also as stubborn as a mule.Â
And as dumb as a clownâŠÂ
After many years hounding for Katsukiâs attention, you finally got it when you were both twenty five. The first time he kissed you, he was drunk in your apartment. He was frustrated with a colleague who screwed up an important meeting with a potential client and decided to come rant your ears off with two packs of beerâone for him, one for you.Â
You never thought the night would end up with him pinning you to the floor, his mouth devouring yours and his hands popping the buttons of your work shirt until your bra-clad tits showed.Â
âThought you would follow me anywhere,â said Katsuki, red eyes locked onto you from where he was, face nestled between the soft mounds of your breasts. âBut you chose a different company, live far away from me, texting seven times in seven months. Traitor.âÂ
âYouâre heavy.â Your words struggled to come out. From when he used to be lanky and the same height as you, he was none of that now. The growth spurt hit him like a freight train. In the blink of an eye, he grew into a giant of a man, tall and filled with muscles, even more so now that he was in his salaryman era. You wondered how he still found time to work out as often as he did when you barely caught any sleep.Â
After graduation, you both landed jobs in different companies. And if you were being honest with yourself, you would say the reason you accepted the offer was partly because running after Katsuki and answering his every beck and call started to⊠tire you. Forced by duty and responsibility, it helped you distance yourself away from him. Cause Lord, you doubted you could have done it on your own.
Getting his text today saying he would come visit, you were dumbfounded, even thinking it was a joke til you got another text an hour later saying he arrived.
You shouldnât have let him in, shouldnât have reconnected. You were almost off the noose before he came and adjusted the knot, tightening it. After that night, he came visit once a week on Friday. Kisses slowly evolved into soft touches, then heavy petting, and finallyâsex.Â
Fucking your brain out, that was what he did most of the times, leaving your ass red and face wet from crying. On rare occasions, it was slow, deep, like he wanted to mold you into the shape of his cock. But all was intense, asking for eye contact and name-saying, and it was Katsuki who did the asking, which surprised you to no end.Â
âYou wanna come home? Mom and dad miss you,â mumbled Katsuki one autumn night. It had been three months since that first drunken kiss. âThey got a new dog. But old people are always lonely, hell knows why.â
With that, not only him, but the monthly visit returned, too.Â
Their dog was a loudmouthed chihuahua named Katsumi. It barked at you non-stop from the moment you got out of the car, louder when Mitsuki raced out the front door to hug you. After dinner, it found you and Katsuki in the laundry room with its masterâs teeth nibbling down your neck and barked snappily, making Katsuki jump.
When you let out a roar of laughter, his eyes widened with a look of what seemed like wonder. His pupils dilated when he leaned down to take your lips in a fierce kiss. For a moment, everything was perfect.Â
Had you mentioned being dumb?Â
A month later, there was a knock on your door. Katsuki hips slowed down mid-pounding before he stepped back from you and the bed, leaving you empty.Â
âKeep your ass up. Donât fucking move.â
You only let out a soft hum as a response, not understanding why or who would be here at this hour. Were you too loud? Maybe someone was here to complain. You pondered, face still down against the soft mattress with your rear up as instructed. Katsuki would handle them, whoever they were.Â
âWell, I see why you never call anymore, Katsuki-kun.âÂ
The voice was close, too closeâits owner was in the bedroom with you. When the realization hit, you bolted, shooting out of your position and scooting back, all the while pulling the duvet up to shield your nakedness from the newcomerâs eyes.
She was a woman about your age and height, standing at the foot of the bed in a skimpy dress.Â
âDo me a favor. Shut the fuck up,â said Katsuki, confirming they really did know each other.Â
It was like your brain stopped functioning. You saw Katsuki walking towards you but was too slow to think what your next move should be. So you let him pull you to him by the duvet because you wouldnât let go of it. When he sat you on his lap, you felt something wet gliding down your cheeks.
âHush now, princess.â He wiped the dripping drops with both of his thumbs. âYou seriously thought our relationship was exclusive? You thought you fixed me?âÂ
Another set of fat tears cascaded down when he kissed you, seasoning the kiss salty.Â
âSeven months, seven texts, no calls,â he said. âWho do you think you fucking are, leaving me like that?â
You knew, you knew it was too good to be true. And when he turned to the other side to kiss the woman who was now naked and sitting on the bedâyour bedâbeside him, you also knew it was time to let go. The silly crush, the well-kept love letter, the admiration that you should have weaned off long agoâthey all needed to go.Â
Getting up from his lap while he was distracted, you gathered your clothes off the floor and left the bedroom without turning back. You got dressed in the living room and closed the front door silently when you left the apartment. You didnât want him to hear, not wanting to cause a scene, not wanting to see him anymore.Â
You were sitting in the car in the apartment parking lot, trying to find a hotel to crash at when you got a text from Katsuki.
âyou thought you got me huh?âÂ
You blocked him.Â
There was only a month left on your apartmentâs lease; you would give a notice to your landlord tomorrow that you would move. Everything would be alright, you told yourself. Katsuki might never bother you anymore since he had got what he wantedâyour absolute humiliation.
It was different from that one time he told you to stay and watch him rail the life out of that girl when you were in college. At that time, you knew you were nothing to him, knew he did that to hurt you. This time, you thought you were something to him. And it hurt, a thousand times worse to realize that you werenât, and that he still wanted to hurt you.Â
â
Shit, shit, shit, shit. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.Â
Those were the only words spinning around in his head since you were gone, really gone. You walked out of that door so fucking demurely. Even when he stopped kissing his ex-booty call to listen, he didnât hear you wail or see you come crawling back.Â
So he texted, leaving the girl he called here to demean you to quickly type on his phone. When the message was marked âreadâ but got no response, he cursed, âFuck!âÂ
âCome on, Katsuki-kun. Letâs have some fun,â the girl whined.Â
âSh!â He shushed her, still tapping the screen. Â
She probably looked at him like he was possessed by an evil spirit, but he couldnât care less.Â
âWho did you think you were? My gf? Lol.â
He was so in a hurry he forgot to type in lowercase.Â
âLovesick follâ
â*foolâ
âWhere u goingâ
âDont wanna watchâ
â?â
You didnât read at all except for the first text. That made him get off the bed and get dressed, running out of the apartment to punch the elevator down to the first floor. When he exited the building, your sedan was already on the street; he saw the taillights, remembered the plate. It got farther in each second that passed, and there was not a darn thing he could do about it.Â
Fuck, shit, fuck, shit, fuck shit, fucking fuck.Â
For some reason he knew, this time, you were gone for good. Not an absence the next day at school after he told you he lost his virginity to some girl in another class, not the seven months with a few texts to check in with him. This time, it was for good.Â
Like hell he was gonna let that happen.Â
â
You ended up staying at the hotel for a week, scared Katsuki might still be lurking around. While you knew he got his biggest fill of breaking you this time, you wanted to be sure. Then, as soon as you found a new place, you moved out.Â
At work, you asked your boss, Aizawa, for a transfer to another branch, telling him it was for personal reasons. You swore you saw him squint his weary eyes, but after asking you a couple more questions, he agreed nonetheless.
âIf it were stress, itâd be no different in another branch. Hope you know that,â Aizawa drawled.Â
âI do, sir,â you replied, tired from the poor quality of sleep your situation and the hotel bed gave you.Â
âAnd as soon as possible, you say?â
âYes, sir,â you affirmed. âPlease.âÂ
The transfer was done in one week, all thanks to your boss.Â
Restarting your mundane life, it took two months for you to regain some sort of peace found in everydayâs routineâwaking up, going to work, coming home, sleeping, waking up again. There was no contact from Katsuki, only the ghost of his taunts that came hand in hand with the memories of his caresses you could not dispel remained, making guilt creep up your spine every time you touched yourself to climax imagining it was his hand.Â
You would find someone else. You and Katsuki, it was ten years in the making. You were fifteen years old on that rooftop, confessing to a boy you thought was the most beautiful person in the world, having no clue how your action would play out. It would not be possible to banish those ten years in two months, no matter how despicable he was to you. And that was a shame.Â
It took one phone call from Mitsuki to disrupt your normalcy.Â
âI just wanted to know how you were doing, honey.â said Katsukiâs mom, sounding worried. âItâs justâyouâre gone again, like those months. And Katsuki wonât tell me whatâs going on, which means something must have happened. I need toâIââ
She was trying to find words, and you didnât want to interrupt.Â
âI need to know youâre okay.â She finally let it out. âJust come visit, honey. You donât have to bring my son.â
âWe miss you.âÂ
It was those words that brought you to the Bakugou house the following weekend.Â
âOh, honey.â Misuki stopped before you, eyeing you from head to toe. Katsumi barked incessantly, all the while trying to sniff the bag of fresh-baked cookies you bought for the family. When the woman beckoned you to come close and enfolded you in her arms, you teared up a bit.Â
âThat airhead of a son,â the older woman grumbled.Â
Getting in the house thwarted all the cold delightfully. You put your coat on the couch next to where you sat, waiting for the tea Mitsuki said she was going to get. You always liked the Bakugou house, asking Katsuki to walk him home every day just to see it from the outside. He never let you in. Ironically enough, it was never him who invited you in, it was his mom.Â
Where was Mitsuki now? You looked around for the matriarch, but instead, you saw Katsuki.Â
âAbout time you showed up.âÂ
There was so much fighting, so much push and pull, and trying to run away, and crying for help; yet, no one came. Katsuki had to carry you on his shoulder to go upstairs because you resisted profusely and refused to walk on your own.Â
Door closed, lock clicked. A second later, you were dropped on his bed unceremoniously. You had never been in his room before and didnât want to now. But since there was no choice, you took the opportunity to look around, taking everything in.Â
His room was so⊠boy. A drum set in one corner, an expensive-looking gaming PC in another with a shelf filled with mangas and action figures next to it, posters of his favorite anime character plastering all over the walls.Â
You remembered he liked All Might, the blonde-haired hero from a shonen manga you didnât read but knew every detail from Katsukiâs ceaseless babble. You even broke into your savings buying a dozen raffle tickets till you won the big prizeâa large figure he said he was saving up forâand gave it to him as a birthday present.Â
He probably didnât keep it.Â
âDonât be mad at mom, okay? I was on my knees begging her for help. That was on me,â Katsuki spoke softly, as if he was trying not to spook you. âOld hag hit me so hard dad had to intervene. But Iâm her son. You understand, right? She would never abandon me.â
It was him between you and the door; you just needed to get past him, unlock the door and run. Slowly, you got out of the bed to stand on your own feet. The moment they touched the floor, however, was brief. Because Katsuki leaped from where he stood, taking him only two strides before he got you again.Â
Back on the bed, you fought him tooth and nail, punching, kicking, biting, while he tried to sedate you with a soothing voice. But there was nothing soothing or gentle about this manâa monster. You saw through him.Â
His grip on your wrists was immovable, anchoring you to the bed with one hand. He caged your body with his, examining you like a predator sizing up its prey, his presence all domineering, demanding obedience.Â
âShhh, settle down. Iâm not gonna hurt you,â he coaxed.Â
âLet me go!âÂ
All you could move now was your legs, which you did to your best ability, but to no avail. Katsuki waited it out, allowing you to try however you want to get away without saying anything. Eventually, you stilled, so exhausted you couldn't move anymore.Â
âThere, there. Thatâs my good princess,â he murmured, his usual harsh features softening.Â
Frustration brought tears to your eyes. It took less than you thought, easier than expected, to suck it all up and spill everything that occupied your mind.Â
âWhat do you want? What do you want from me, Katsuki? I'm sorry I confessed to you that day. It was pathetic. I was pathetic. But pleaseâplease.â Your voice got hoarse and lost at the second please. You had to cough to get it back. âI have learned my lesson. You and me, it will never happenâwill never work out. I know that now. I get it, believe me, I do,â you choked through your tears, pleading. âI won't like you anymore, Katsuki, so pleaseâlet me go.âÂ
âLike me?â he reiterated. âI thought you loved me.â
âWhat?âÂ
He sighed, his free hand searching for something in one of his sweatpantsâ pockets. When he pulled his hand out, you saw a letterâthe one you gave it to him and got rejected. All these years, it had been kept with you, safely in your trinket box. Now, it was in his hand, opened. He finally accepted it, but at what cost?Â
âI need you to read it to me,â he commanded, âout loud.âÂ
âPlease, donât make me do this.âÂ
âListen,â he said. âIâm going to let go of your wrists and give you this letter that you wrote for me, and youâre going to read itâwordâforâword.â He used the envelope to brush down the bridge of your nose. âIf you tear it upâif you do, princessâIâm going to make you rewrite it. And it better be as good, if not better, than this one.â
He let go of your wrists and gave you the letter.Â
âOh, and if you run,â he added. âIâll catch you, and we start over. Clear?âÂ
You nodded and took the envelope, hands shaking noticeably when you took the letter out. Everything was under Katsukiâs observation. He sat astride your thighs without putting all his weight on you, waiting patiently.Â
âTo Katsuki, if you are reading this, that means you accepted my letter, thank you!â You wiped tears out of your eyes to see better. âI know you get a lot of letters like this. It must be a bit of a hassle reading love confessions everyday, right? But please bear with me, I will try to keep thisââÂ
Interrupted, you looked past the letter and saw Katsuki lifting the hem of your sweater up and leaning down to place a kiss on your exposed stomach.
âGo on,â he prompted. âDonât mind me. Donât stop.âÂ
âI will try to keep this short,â you continued, completing the last sentence, trying to ignore the fact that your jeans were being unbuttoned and pulled down. âYou know, girls in our class often say they love your hair, your eyes, but a lot of them are scared of your personality.â You felt his breath through your panties, hot. âI disagree. I think you are nice, brave, and kind. And donât get me wrong, I love your hair and eyes too.â
âYouâre cute, baby,â said Katsuki as he pried your legs open. Without taking off the underwear, he licked your pussy through it.Â
âKatsuki!âÂ
Dragging his tongue up, he mumbled, âKeep reading.â
âAnd I love you.â You read on and saw his eyes roll back at that specific sentence.Â
Suddenly, he switched from licking to sucking, making the crotch all wet with his saliva. You were preparing to read the next part when he made it all the more difficult by moving aside the damp fabric and rubbing his face into your naked cunt. His nose, lips, chin, all soaked in your embarrassing glossy juice. You cursed yourself for giving in, for getting wet.Â
âDid I tell you to stop?âÂ
You let out a sob, raising the letter in your hands up again to read.Â
âI know we donât know each other well, and this feeling is not reciprocatedââ
Why did he have to slurp the juice like that? He made it hard, so hard for you.Â
âIâmâjust a classmate afterâall. But what I said, I said it withâa sincereâheart. So even ifâyou donât love me back, pleaseâlet me keepâthis feeling, I promise Iâwill treasure it.â
Panting sharply, you stopped before the next paragraph when you felt his tongue massaging your clit. Grasping his hair with both of your hands, you forgot you still held the letter. There was an audible scrunch when it was crumpled up in one of your fists.
Katsuki stopped dead in his tracks, glaring up from below; his red orbs seemed redder all of a sudden. âDid you just crumple the letter?âÂ
You pulled your hands back quickly when you realized, strengthening out the paper as best as you could. The creases werenât that bad. You showed it to him, ensuring that it was still intact.Â
He relaxed. You released a held breath.Â
Back to concentrating on the handwritten texts, this time, you vowed to not look at him anymore and would just just read through everything as fast as you couldâgetting it done. Nevertheless, when he was back on eating your pussy and pride out, it did not get easier, Katsuki still managed to make you writhe like your life depended on it.Â
âOne more thing, I donât know if you remember, but thank you forâsaving me that day in front of the mini mart.â You tried to recall the event, the beginning of everything. âThe thief would haveâhurt me, and I would have lostâmy wallet.âÂ
And it was just that, just you trying to yank your wallet back from the thief's hands, the popsicle you just bought lying on the ground, melting. The store staff was on the phone with the policeâyou heard itâbut they didnât come out. Katsuki did.Â
When the thief was about to lay his hand on you, the blonde haired boy whom you recognized as your classmate kicked him in the shin. Moving fast, Katsuki then slammed his school backpack on the thiefâs head, once, twice, thrice, on and on until he knocked him out.Â
âYou were my hero.â You read the last sentence, finishing the letter as he finished you.
You set the paper down on your side, finally freed from the evidence of your teenage selfâs stupidity. Feeling weightless from the orgasm, all you could do was stare at the ceiling. After what felt like forever, Katsuki appeared in your field of vision, hovering over you, now shirtless⊠and pantless. You werenât aware when he took them off, too lost in your own world.Â
âYou can't just stop loving me,â he said before bending down to kiss your cheek, then whispered, âTake responsibility. Be true to your words, dumbass.âÂ
âKatsuki, youâre being selfish.â You turned your face away, fleeing him. Â
His red eyes sharpened. âAfter all this time you have showered me with love and attention, and you want toâtake it away?âÂ
âThere will be others who love you and give you all the attention you need,â you argued. âIâm not that person.â Â
âNo! Fucking no! Shut up!â he barked, turning your face back to him and silencing you with a kiss.Â
Even with the heater warming up the room, the cold air that seeped through the walls and windows still reached your naked form. After being rid of your sweater, bra, and drenched panties, the only warmth you could find was from Katsukiâs body. And he made sure to share it with you so generously.Â
Pain after pain, bite after bite. Katsuki would not stop no matter how desperately you begged him to. Your skin was his canvas, not only your neck, but your cheeks, breasts, belly, arms, thighs, calves; they were tender and hurt to touch. You would have to refrain yourself from looking into the mirror for too long, maybe. Luckily it was winter, this way, nobody would bat an eye if you covered yourself up like it was minus twenty celsius.Â
âIâm gonna fuck you raw, okay? Havenât fucked anyone since you left. You gotta take care of me, princess.âÂ
âDonât bullshit me,â you returned. âYou fucked that girl.âÂ
And it still hurt just thinking about it.
âDid not.â
Even so, had he gone mad? He sounded like it. Wearing condoms was the strictest rule of his when it came to sex. As far as you knew, he never broke it once, not for anyone, not for you. But you could be wrongâyou didnât want toâbecause now, he actually looked eager to go through with it, fucking you bareback.
Too risky, too intimate.Â
âYouâll regret it. Please justâthink before you act.âÂ
Trying to reason with Katsuki, you also attempted to move away. Big mistake. Catching you by your thighs, he forced himself closer and wrapped your legs around his waist. Then, he placed his unshielded cock on your folds and pushed it down a bit for the head to slither in, just the tip, nothing more.Â
âKatsuki, no!âÂ
âKatsuki, yes,â he said, mockingly, and shoved it all in. Â
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The bed shook and squeaked annoyingly from how hard he rammed into your tight weeping hole, but the moans you were trying, but not so successfully, to suppress were so adorable he was able to overlook it and focus on you instead. He never knew his bed did this, never brought anyone home to fuck before.Â
He almost spilled in the first five minutes, having to slow down to prolong the feeling of being wrapped and rubbed by a pussy, skin to skin. And youâlying there with your brows frowned and tits bouncingâdid not help shit. Trying feebly to push him away when he swooped down for a kiss only stirred up his excitement, making him go rougher until you gasped and gave in.
What a soft and tempting little lamb you were. He wanted to brand you with his cum and give you his fucking name, knocking you up with a couple of brats for you and him to take to school and hear a teacher address you as Mrs. Bakugou with his own ears.
Since the day you handed him that letter, you had never been anyone elseâs but his. Must have been fate, he didnât know, didnât care about a what-if either. His only regret was that he could have had a taste of you sooner, but he would call it a story arc and leave it at thatâhe had you now anyway.Â
âSay my name, princess,â he demanded.
âKatâsuki.â
âAgain.â
âKatsuki!â
This was worth it. The tirade of rebuke his mom delivered to his ears and the smacks on the head while saying she never taught him to be like this when he came clean about what he did to youâall was worth it.Â
âIâll get her back, mom,â Katsuki convinced. âWeâll get her back.âÂ
âYou better.âÂ
It was convenient that his mom already liked you as if you were the one who popped out of her vagina and not him. Well, they were the same in that aspect. Who would have thought it would come to this day, the day he wanted to trap you in his home, when just a decade earlier, he would never have had the slightest idea of granting you the permission to step past the front gate.Â
âSheâs a good kid,â his mom commented. âThe same girl who walked you home and bought you that All Might figure, no?âÂ
âYeah.â Katsuki rolled his eyes.Â
âAha.âÂ
âWill you help me or not?â he asked, irritated. He had been kneeling at her feet for like fifteen minutes.Â
âWatch your tone, boy.â Mitsukiâs voice hardened. His dadâs hand over her shoulder rubbed gently to calm her quick temper down.Â
âTch!âÂ
The tiny mutt chose that moment to strut into the living room, stealing his momâs attention. She leaned down to pick it up and put it on her lap. It looked down at him, tongue lolling out of its mouth. Conceited little fucker.Â
âYou know why I named her Katsumi, Katsuki?âÂ
âOh, donât give me that shit.âÂ
âKatsuki,â his dad said in a reprimanding tone.Â
âShe reminds me of you, angry for no reason, always bark, bark, bark. It gets lonely around here, so why not.â Mitsuki smiled, scratching her new childâs head. âAnd youâremind me of her.â
Katsuki squinted his eyes, kinda knew where this was going.Â
âA dog, waiting for its owner to come home.âÂ
She was not wrong.Â
âYes, I will help you, son.âÂ
A series of bangs on the door broke through the memory and his euphoria. He just came, hard, pouring his pent-up, ripe seeds far up your cunt, and someone wanted to butt in now? Katsuki huffed, but refused to get up and find out who wanted what, dead set on keeping you plugged up.Â
Another rapping on the door, then a voice followed. âThatâs enough, Katsuki. Let the poor thing out.âÂ
Of course, it had to be his mom.Â
âGo away, hag.âÂ
âBakugou Katsuki!âÂ
âWeâll be out!âÂ
Just not now. He omitted, and it worked. Mitsuki carried a string of grumbles and footsteps with her, leaving nothing behind. Katsuki turned to you, still under him, in time to see you avert your gaze away. Cute.Â
âCan I go now?â you asked.Â
âNo.â He changed positions, turning over onto his back and getting you on top of him, cock still snug inside your walls. He hoped he didnât spill a single drop.
âKatsuki, I donât want to fight anymore.âÂ
âThen donât, baby.âÂ
âI canât live like this. Pleaseââyou pleaded with your eyesââdon't hurt me anymore.âÂ
He couldnât help but feel a pang in his heart at your frail tone. Looking at you, he saw a woman with dark rings under her eyes, beautiful, but she looked like she had seen better daysâa stark contrast to the girl who held out a letter towards him on that spring day, wind in her hair, kindness abundant enough to share.Â
Before he knew it, words were out of his mouth. âI wish I had hurt you less.âÂ
It would not have been possible for him to not hurt you at all. He knew himself well enough to believe otherwise. He also knew, for certain, how he would like the story to go.Â
âDo you still love me? Like you wrote in that letter.â he whispered. âAm I still your hero, princess?â
âYou donâtââyou gritted your teethââhave the right to ask me those questions.âÂ
âIâll be yours. I want to.â And fuck, he really did, just thinking about it woke his flaccid cock up, rigid again inside of you. Putting his hands on both of your asscheeks, he grinded you up and down. âDo you still love me?â
You kept quiet, unyielding, only small, faint gasps could be heard.Â
âGuess thatâs not important.â Katsuki decided. âIâll keep you firstâfuck the answer out of you later.â
Panic flashed upon your expression at his declaration, and gasps turned into lustful whimpers when he started slamming your hips up and down his erect shaft.
âHow long are you gonna make me wait? A year? A decade? As revenge, maybe?â He took your sweet mouth, hand pressing down the nape of your neck to keep it still. âHouse will be full of brats by then, but take your time, princess.â
âThis will never work out. It wonât. It wonât,â you cried, shutting your eyes tight. âI canât share you.â
Katsuki didnât know why, but you not wanting to share him was sexy as shit. The mere thought of sharing you, however, made him want to put something on fire. Was this jealousy people were talking about? It burnt like a bitch.Â
âWho said anything about sharing?â he grunted, slapping your jouncing ass, making you squeal. âAnd this goes both ways, princess. Donât think I would let anyone touch you.âÂ
He was pissed just imagining it, which was nowhere near healthy, but who wanted that. He just wanted you, in any way he possibly could.Â
âIâmâIâm gonna come,â you spluttered, convulsing around him.Â
âThatâs it. Come on my cock, baby. Make your man proud.âÂ
Your velvety walls tightened, constricting his cock and milking it when ropes of cum shot out.Â
Sucked dry and spent, Katsuki closed his eyes and tried to rein in his breath. When he reopened them, it was to check if you were still with himâyou were, resting on his chest with one cheek against it. Out of cuteness aggression, he pinched the other side.
You let out a short screech. âThat hurt!â
The thought of marking you reared its head, biting where it hadnât been bitten yet, hurting you a little more. But he stifled it, saving it for later.Â
Steering himself to another matter, he said, âYou never texted me back.â
âI blocked you.âÂ
âFigured.â Katsuki nodded.Â
âDeserved.â
âUnblock me.â
You sighed.
â
The messages wouldnât go through even if you unblocked him. That was how the application worked, which was fine with him. Scrolling through the one-sided chat, he could sense urgency and desperation through each letter, and some messages actually sounded mental. It would be for the best if you didnât see them.Â
âAnswerâÂ
âi didnât fuck her, she left. Now fucking answerâÂ
âcome back, i wont be mad. where u at.âÂ
âI am still at your apartment, u. didnât come back. where r uâÂ
âi fucking found your letter. iâll find u tooâÂ
âYouâkept my present?âÂ
Katsuki looked up from his phone to your towel-swathed form, fresh out of the shower. Following your line of sight, he was directed to the bottom of the bookshelf where an All Might figure was setâhis seventeenth birthday present from you. It was one of his top favorites, but he would never tell you that.
âIâm not stupid enough to throw things I like away, Iâll have you know.â He scowled and went back to scrolling on his phone.Â
âso u moved away huh?âÂ
âneed you. donât wanna fuck my hand anymore :(âÂ
ânever mind, bitchâÂ
âu love me huh?âÂ
âPatheticâÂ
âdidnt mean thatâÂ
âneed uâÂ
âi'm an attention seeking whore who abuses your love to get the validation i want.â
âsorryâÂ
âthere i said it.âÂ
ânow come backâÂ
Yeah, you didnât have to know any of that.
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okay but imagine eren seen a video of his baby momma at the club singin sexy reddâs â FUCK MY BABYDADDY â đđ he just brings their son or daughter to readerâs mom and goes back to readerâs house and tears them TF upppp.
i can just hear him saying â fuck yo baby who?? oh aight. â
I had to add rapper!Eren to this cause it's something I always wanted to writeđ
Eren x Black Fem Reader, PLOT + SMUT
rapper Eren Yeager's longtime girlfriend of six years broke up with him after having his first child, Duke Yeager. Eren shared a post on instagram confirming their breakup but stated that the both of them remain in Dukeâs life as co-parents. the reason why was unreleased so fans speculated that Eren mustâve cheated because why else would you willingly break up with the famous rapper. his management released a statement saying it was due to conflicting schedules but it was seen as damage control so no one believed it.
during the six years of the relationship, his management managed to keep your face out of the media. but with the way Eren was constantly posting snippets of you, fans soon discovered who you were after matching physical features, traits and location that were found on his story with the ones present on your small instagram.
you two quickly became the it couple, how the girl from nowhere pulled a famous rapper gave fans hope because they saw them reflected in you. a woman who didnât have to undergo multiple surgeries to pull the industry's finest. but after the breakup, that image fell.
his management did their best to keep things under wraps to keep the media from tormenting you but it didnât work. when you posted a picture of yourself postpartum your dms filled with hateful comments wondering why Eren had gotten with you in the first place. you knew it was just jealous fangirls but it still got to you, especially since you werenât all that confident in your new body and still recovering from your pregnancy. your accounts went silent shortly after.
although the breakup was mutual, the reason why was deeper than scheduling conflicts. you needed someone who was able to be there physically, emotionally and mentally. it was hard for Eren to provide that due to his career path, always travelling the world with a packed schedule. you guys did your best to make it work but after Duke came into the world you just couldnât handle it anymore.Â
Eren was a decent baby daddy and you guys co-parented well. you had full custody of him but when Eren was in town and would have time off you would send Duke over to him. Duke loved his daddy, always wanting to watch his concerts and interviews on the TV when he wasnât there or free to facetime. Eren always made sure to send double what was asked for in child support to make sure you took care of yourself as well as his son.
thatâs why when you reposted your friendâs story of you in the club all hell broke loose. people took it as a diss to your baby daddy, which it was, but not in the way they thought.
earlier that week you had dropped Duke off at Erenâs mansion. he had just flown back in from his world tour and finally had a few weeks off. despite being exhausted he called you up and asked if you could bring Duke over, wanting to spend as much time with his son as possible during his break. he sent over an uber black to pick the two of you up.
when Eren met you two at the door, Duke jumped into his arms smiling and giggling. itâs been a while since heâs seen his daddy in person. the sight made you awe. Eren turned to you and asked if you wanted to stay over so he could spend time with the two most important people in his life but sadly you declined. you didnât want to interrupt their father and son bonding time.
Duke was almost a clone of Eren, he had his sharp green eyes, german nose and face shape. the only hints of you in him were his full lips, darker skin and coils. Duke was your little bundle of joy but he could be a handful at times. during the few times those two got to spend together Eren spoiled him rotten, whatever he wanted he got and it showed. whenever you told him no he would throw a tantrum saying how he wanted his daddy. you knew you were a good mother but hearing him say that when you were the one who took care of him every day hurt.
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it was a friday night and Eren was at his crib chilling with Duke. he had his phone on do now disturb so his time with his family wouldnât be interrupted. it was a shame you werenât here to spend time with them. after having pizza, soda and ice cream for dinner the boys passed out on the couch after staying up past midnight watching movies.Â
his peace was soon interrupted by the constant buzz of his phone. it roused him from his sleep but Duke slept through it. after the third ring, he finally answered the phone. he was pissed that his manager was calling him knowing it was his time off but he figured it must be important for them to use emergency bypass to call.
âwhatâs going on?â his voice gruff from his slumber and irritation. he turned on his phone to see it flooded with notifications from instagram, snapchat, tiktok, twitter, messages, missed calls from his friends and one from his mom and his heart dropped to his stomach. he hadn't dropped anything new recently so he knew whatever was happening had to be bad.
âwell⊠itâs about your baby mama⊠she uhâŠâ his manager was at a loss for words. he didn't know the words to describe the situation to make it not seem as bad as the media was already making it out to be. he knew Eren would be pissed when he found out what happened and they didn't want to be on the end of it.Â
Eren was extremely protective of his family and friends. when he saw the hate you were receiving after you posted a picture of yourself postpartum he took to twitter immediately. he did not play when it came to you, together or not together. you were the mother of his child and you needed your respect. so he was wondering why you were playing in his face like this.
âwell what is it?â he snapped, already losing his patience. âis she ok? is she hurt?â he shot upright from his resting position on the couch. he opened up the group chat between him, Armin, Connie, Onyankopon and Jean first. all that was sent was a blurry video followed by a bunch of skull and grave emojis.
he opened the video and immediately recognized the faces of a few of the girls in it as a few of your friends, Sasha, Mikasa and Historia at a club. Sasha, Connieâs model girlfriend was the one to record them singing along to a sexyy red song. he wondered what the video had to do with him until it panned to you. you stood out with your brightly dyed red hair styled in a what he recognized as a wash-and-go.
âfuck my baby daddy! fuck my baby daddy! fuck my baby daddy!â you were shouting the lyrics a little bit too passionately. you had your middle fingers stuck up to the camera showing off your glittery red acrylic nails. you were clearly wasted, drunk off of whatever drinks Sasha managed to shove down your throat.
âyes bitch!â your friends shouted as you turned around to shake your ass sticking out your tongue. you were wearing a ripped mesh dress. one of your friends reached out to pull down the back of your dress to prevent your ass from showing but the dress was already leaving very little to the imagination. the pregnancy did your body good, you were a bit on the skinny side before but now your hips had filled out, your ass and boobs swole and your skin finally cleared up. you were glowing.
âIâm a fine ass bitch, I ainât in the in the house sad!â you were feeling yourself. it felt nice to get out of the house and away from Duke no matter how much you loved him. having to take care of a baby by yourself was tiring, no matter how much Eren supported you from afar you needed him there with you.
your friends were hyping you up and your mind grew hazy from both the alcohol and adrenaline. you were far too gone to realize what you said when you yelled âfuck Eren!â instead of the actual lyrics. the camera quickly panned to the floor before the video stopped.
Eren had to replay the video countless times to process what he had seen and heard. but he couldnât believe it was you. never in the eight years heâs known you have you ever picked up the phone to send a dig at him through social media. no matter how tough the going got, itâs what he respected about you. you always wanted to talk problems through and try to make it work. Eren clenched his fist looking at you now.
Eren knows how baby mamas like you are seen and treated in the industry. heâs seen how they're constantly bashed and embarrassed by the fathers of their children and the media. Eren never wanted that for you, he wanted to give you a ring before he gave you a baby but accidents happen and here you both were. instead of calling him or stopping by to talk you wanted to show out for the fans and diss him. it was stupid of you, he knew you were better than this.
âso itâs âfuck Erenâ is that right,â Eren laughed to himself throwing his head back on the couch. sure he couldnât be there for you and Duke all the time like he wanted but at least he tried. he was a very busy man. but he did what he had to to make sure his mother, Duke and you could have a nice and cozy life. where Duke didnât have to worry about if he was going to eat dinner that night. âbet.â
âsorry little man but I have to go get your mommy. youâre going to go to stay with your grandma tonight, ok?â he cooed to Duke, waking him up. Duke slowly woke up and was trying to rub the sleep out of his eye. Eren loved his son very much he was the reason he kept this stressful life up.Â
he enjoyed making music and performing but not during the days when he slept in the studio trying to find the perfect lyrics and beat or days where he hardly slept because he had to stay on his feet. it was a fast life and if he couldnât keep up it would all come crashing down. and for you to make a dig at that knowing how he felt was fucked.
âEren Yeager!â his manager shouted through the phone overhearing the whole thing. he needed Eren to keep a calm head and not do anything rash tonight. he didnât need him sparking more outrage in the media or doing something that could potentially ruin the relationship you two had. âwhat are you going to do?â
âwhat else, Iâm going to go fuck my baby mama,â before his manager could get another word out he hung up the phone.Â
âdaddy said a bad word!â
â...donât tell your mom and Iâll bring you to the studio with me.â
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you wobbled into your apartment with a sheepish grin. it felt like a huge weight was lifted off your shoulder tonight. itâs been a while since you went to the club and got so drunk that the world became a blur. you were slowly regaining memories of what happened that night and you couldnât help but cringe knowing you would regret some of them in the morning. your phone died on your way home after you reposted Sashaâs story so you were oblivious to the buzz you had created.
when you went to unlock your door you found out that it was already open. you raised your brow but you brushed it off thinking you mustâve forgotten to lock it in your rush to leave the house. you knew the security for your building was tight, it was the main thing you were looking for when you were buying your apartment. it was a necessity since Duke was the son of a successful rapper.Â
when you and Eren had split you bought yourself a nice little two-bedroom apartment deep in the city. Eren offered to pay for it but you immediately declined, you didnât want anything else of yours to get attached to him. during your relationship you saved up a lot of money since Eren had always offered to buy you whatever you wanted and spoiled you rotten just like he was doing with Duke. he fueled your shopping addiction only wanting his girlfriend to have the best of the best.
you had a little side hustle as an occasional hairstylist and nail artist for your friends and family with the occasional new client. Eren told you time and time again you didnât need to work and that he would take care of everything. but you liked having your own source of income it made you feel independent plus you enjoyed your job.
being able to close on your dream apartment was a dream come true and it left you feeling satisfied. you loved how everything was within walking distance, there was a daycare down the street along with an elementary school for when Duke got older. there was a grocery store right around the corner with a few outlets and public transit ran just outside the building, it was perfect for a single mother like you.Â
âthought we were doing good with this co-parenting shit mama?â the second you opened the door you were greeted by a voice you knew better than your own. goosebumps covered your arms, âwhy is he hereâ you thought.
âEren?â you called out into the dark apartment. you felt the wall closest to the door for the switch and turned the light on. and there he was, Eren, your famous baby daddy. he turned his head to look at you from where he was seated on the couch. his eyes were extremely low, watching your every move. âare you ok? where's Duke?â
âwith your mom,â Eren was having such a pleasant high, he felt so relaxed and calm in the dark room. he didnât have the TV on and was just staring at the black screen. but the second the room lit up and you walked through the door with that tiny see-through dress on it dispersed. he narrowed his eyes down at you and you could tell you had just blown his high. his anger simmering underneath his calm demeanour.Â
âhowâd you even get in?â you never gave Eren the key to your apartment. having already been split and you always dropped Duke off at his place there was no reason for him to have one.
âfront desk gave me a key after I flashed a couple of stacks,â he replied nonchalantly, like it wasnât a crime on both parts. you rolled your eyes, this was how Eren fixed all his problems, with money. you get that when he was growing up it was something he didnât have but now that he had it was like all he knew how to do was throw it at people to make his problems disappear.
âwell if Duke isnât here then thereâs no reason for you to be,â you donât know what you did to warrant this visit but you didnât want to be in his presence any longer. you liked to keep your contact with Eren as minimal as possible. plus you didnât have the energy to deal with him tonight, you were tired. hoping he would get the hint it was time to leave you walked away and headed towards your bedroom, âplease see yourself out. we can talk another day.â
ânah, 'cause itâs âfuck Erenâ right?â he got up from the couch and followed you down the hall and into your room. the wooden floor creaking under his weight. you didnât have to turn around to know he was towering over you, you could feel him breathing down your neck. you tried to move away from him but he gripped your waist with a firm grip underneath and pulled you against him. âyou mustâve gone crazy going so long with my dick huh? that must be it, acting like you lost your damn mind.â
âEren!â you pulled away to look back at him in shock. âwhat are you even talking about?â
âdonât play dumb with me mama, your ass is all over the shade room talking about âfuck my baby daddyâ â he took his phone out of his pocket to show you their newest post. it was a screenshot of a video but it was clearly you, it was the same outfit and hairstyle you had on right now. you swiped the image on his phone in disbelief and the video played, âfuck Eren! fuck my baby daddy! fuck my baby daddy!â
âoh my gosh! Eren, Iâm so sorry. I didnât mean it like that, I was drunk and got carried away,â you looked up at him from the phone. you could tell he was pissed, his eyes darkened after hearing what you said in the video for the hundredth time. you were horrified, you didnât mean to air out your personal problems and make Eren seem like a bad father. you knew how the public blew things out of proportion.
âthey say drunk words are sober thoughts,â Eren stated, shrugging his shoulders. âI know Duke be stressing you out ma, let me fix it,â he stared down at you with a little smirk. he licked his lips, obviously checking you out. it's been a while since he's seen your body exposed, you always show up to drop Duke off in oversized sweaters and shirts. just looking at you like this made his dick hard, âplus you owe me an apology.â
thatâs how you found yourself face down ass up in your bedroom with the man youâd never thought would step foot in your new apartment. Eren was behind you standing at the edge of the bed, his black and grey nike tech sweater was thrown somewhere in your room leaving him in a white wife beater and his golden cuban link chain. his grey sweats were down so that just his dick was out.
âmm fuck Eren! please,â you cried out. no matter how deeply you arched or angled your hips you couldnât get him to reach where you needed him the most. he knew that but he loved watching you struggle and the way your brown cheeks jiggled after coming into contact with his pelvis. you were a sight to see, one that he deeply missed.
âyou can do better than that mama,â he raised his pierced brow watching you. Eren stood completely still behind you, you had your face buried in the sheets as you attempted to throw it back on him. you were still dressed in your mesh dress but he ripped your thong off. âI saw you in that video. you were shaking that shit so câmon, fuck me back ma.â
your makeup was staining your sheets but you could care less right now. the feeling of Eren stretching out your practically virginal walls was dumbfounding. he didnât bother to stretch you out believing that your body was already moulded to his shape. but itâs been about two years since you last had sex. your tight walls were struggling to accommodate his humongous size.
â âm trying,â the lack of stimulation on your sweet spots had you in tears. the stretch was pleasurable but it wasnât enough, paired with the shallow thrusts. you so desperately craved more so you reached in between your legs to play with your clit. Eren groaned at the sight of you touching yourself, not to mention you began to clench around him.Â
âdamn ma, now thatâs what Iâm talking about,â Eren gave your ass a harsh slap. you let out a little whine as you lost your rhythm because of it. but you soon found it again. your wetness was soaking his dick and you were basically twerking on his dick. Eren loved every second of it.Â
he took one of your ass cheeks and pulled it to the side with his tattooed hand, he watched himself go in and out of your brown folds. feeling the unsteady approach of his orgasm watching as you struggled to fuck yourself on him he decided to finally grant you mercy. he languidly began to thrust into you. âgo ahead and nut on this dick mama.â
 âo-okayâ you stuttered out. you struggled to concentrate on stimulating your sensitive clit while bouncing back to meet Erenâs lazy thrusts. your fingers were covered in your own wetness while you rubbed little circles on your bud. each loop paired with the tip of his dick pressing against that spongy spot inside you brought you ever closer to your climax. â âm so close!â
âlet it out for me baby,â the pace became erratic, you guysâ release at its peak. sometimes his dick collided straight into your soft spot and sometimes it completely missed. but the feeling of him pummeling in and out of you had you convulsing around his dick. âkeep squeezing around me like that and I'll put another baby in you, fuck.â
you let out broken whines as you struggled to continuously stimulate your bud. you were soaking wet that your fingers slipped around. ââren! ren!â you chanted, reaching out toward him with your slick-covered hand. Eren grabbed it and put it in his mouth. groaning deeply as he licked and sucked on your coated digits.
âdonât worry mama, I got you. let it out for me,â Eren leaned over your arched form and whispered in your ear. his husky sending shivers down your spine as he talked you through it. you listened to him feeling the wave of pleasure overwhelm you, the sensation in your stomach bursting.
âf-fuck, fuck!â
âshit,â when he felt himself about to burst he pulled out of your pussy's compelling grasp. he watched the lewd scene in front of him and used it to jerk off. he groaned out stroking his soaking dick. your pussy hole remained gaping after he pulled out and your liquids were spilling on your sheets. after a few strokes, he released all over your back onto your mesh dress staining it.
you plopped down onto your empty bed exhausted. the room filled with the sound of laboured breathing as you guys tried to catch your breath. the sound of Eren shuffling around could be heard soon after. your heart ached at the thought of him leaving you so soon but you closed your eyes, âitâs for the betterâ you thought. you wanted a few moments of rest before you went to wash up.
but Eren wasnât finished yet, he was shedding the remaining articles of his clothing leaving him naked. your eyes opened feeling the bed dip under the extra weight. before you could protest, Eren had already climbed on top of you, grabbing your legs and having them pushed over your head, âweâre not finished yet.â
this time Eren took the lead, he had ripped off your dress leaving you completely naked and exposed to his eyes. he had you folded over like a pretzel leaving you open for him. your legs were bent so far over your head you could see the top of your pussy and watch as Eren thrusted in and out of your overstimulated hole from above. the pleasure made you want to slither away but Erenâs strong hold kept you still.
âE-eren!â you were losing your mind from the stimulation. âtoo much! itâs too much!â you cried out. you reached out to push against his rock-hard abdomen. you didnât want him to stop, not when you were so close to your second orgasm of the night but it was too much. he was being so rough with you. you didnât think you had it in you after motherhood to be manhandled like this.
ânah, you can take it. youâre a big girl now, dissing me at the club with your friends. be glad Iâm even fucking you since Iâm such a âbad baby daddy.â Eren mocked you from above. he didnât even flinch as you tried to push him away. he smiled down at you watching how easily you got fucked out. moans were no longer coming out your mouth, more like strangled sobs and whines that were being forced out after each deep thrust of his. the head of his dick battering your insides and abusing your soft spot left you tremoring underneath him.
âimsorryimsorry,â you babbled out. your mascara and eyeliner were running down your cheeks and your lipstick was smothered but you couldnât look any prettier to Eren. he enjoyed watching as your tits bounce around. he brought his forest green eyes back up to you watching as you bit your quivering lip.
âhowâd that song go again?â Eren sarcastically asked. with the number of times he replayed that video he had the lyrics, beat and rhythm all memorized. âsomething like this right?â pap! pap! pap! Eren changed the rhythm of his thrusts, the sound of his balls clapping against your ass and the squelching sounds of your pussy mimicked the bow bow bow of the song. he angled each thrust to deliver a particularly harsh hit to your g-spot.
without warning an intense feeling of pleasure erupted in your stomach. âimcuming!â you cried out. you could feel a liquid flow out from your pussy, completely drenching Erenâs dick. he quickly pulled out to watch you squirt, a sight he immensely missed. the translucent liquid gushed out of your hole soaking the sheets as well.
âyou said fuck your baby who?â Eren smiled down at your fucked out face. you couldnât even answer him with the overwhelming pleasure rendering all of your senses useless. your head was thrown back and your face furrowed, coming down from the high of your intense orgasm. âoh aight.â
I think I got a bit carried awayđ€
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William Afton x Fem!Reader who is his stepdaughter, Y/N being a person that dresses very feminine and a lot of short skirts and dresses. Y/N would have a boyfriend that she learns had cheated on her with her best friend and she goes to her mom and stepdad house for comfort from her mom before quickly, realizing her mom was not home and itâs instead gets cheered up by her stepdaddy đ
Daddy's Comfort
Genre: Smut & Angst
Warnings: minors dni +18, sad reader, Soft!Dom!William x Sub!Reader, cunnilingus, fingering, Perv!William, married!William, nipple play, praising, William calls reader a slut twice, cheating, age gap (reader is +18), daddy kink, almost getting caught
Word Count: 2,2k
Tagging: @aliceblxck @wolfman-moony
Warm tears streamed down your face the moment you discovered that your boyfriend was cheating on you. And to make things worse, it was with your own bestfriend, the girl you were supposed to trust the most. But oh, how wrong were you. You never saw the bad side of people, because you didn't believe that people could be so cruel and untrustworthy. Whenever you felt down, you would go to your best friend's house to cry on her shoulder, but now that wasn't an available option, leaving you alone with your broken heart and no one to talk to about your pain.
You never liked to vent to your mother about your heartbreaks, feeling embarrassed to be vulnerable in front of her. Your stepfather William Afton, on the other hand, always gave you advice about how boys your age only wanted to play with naive girls and take advantage of their fragile hearts, which was why he was so strict about you having affairs or boyfriends. Right now, as you were heading home to get some comfort from your parents, since there was no one else who would listen to you, you realized how William was absolutely right.
You were hoping that your parents would be home at that moment, comforting you with the right words and the reassuring physical touch that you so desperately needed. However, when you opened the door, you noticed that only your new parental figure was home.
"Hi sweetie! How was your day?" William immediately noticed you weren't well the moment he looked at you. Your red face and puffy eyes weren't fooling anyone, especially your stepfather who was such a intelligent and perceptive man, and who apparently knew you too well.
He was sitting on the couch watching a criminal documentary to which you didn't pay much attention, as your mind was occupied with other thoughts. He was already in his pajamas, so he must have gotten home some time ago. He got up quickly the moment you didn't answer him and instead you just cried on the spot, as his tall figure approached you carefully so as not to elicit any negative reaction from you.
"Hey hey come here, honey. It's alright, daddy's got you now, baby." he reassured you in a soft tone, as he hugged you against his strong frame. You instinctively returned his gesture, the feeling of hugging your stepdad being much better and needed than you expected.
"Do you want to talk about it?" you nodded, allowing him to carry you over the couch and sit you on his lap, while he rubbed your back and grabbed your exposed thigh to hold you closer. You hadn't realized the effect you had on him because you were wearing a short, pink dress with a bow that hung just below your cleavage.
"You were right, William... guys are all the same. M-my boyf-, I mean, ex-boyfriend cheated on me... with my bestfriend! How could they do this to me??" you started crying harder now that you had verbalize what had been haunting you since that morning, but you still felt much better for being able to talk about it with your stepfather. Suddenly, you felt William's hand squeeze your thigh harder, but you ignored that feeling for the moment. He remained silent for a moment before he spoke again.
"Sweetheart, boys your age don't know how to value a woman... Daddy tried to warn you, but you didn't listen. You need to find a real man who can take care of you and who won't break that soft heart of yours. You're too beautiful and young to cry over some idiot, and that's why I don't want you dating anyone. Do you understand me now, honey?" his voice was slightly deeper than before, but once again you let it pass. After listening to his "dad speech" about boys, you just nodded and leaned your head on his neck as you hugged him, looking for some kind of safety and warm physical touch.
"I'm sorry, daddy... I didn't mean to upset you. You were absolutely right... boys my age are real assholes." you stayed on his lap for a while, as he softly stroked your back and legs and kissed your head several times. As time passed, you noticed that his breathing changed its rhythm to a faster one.
"And there's one more thing..."
"What is it, daddy?" you asked innocently, having no idea what he was going to say next.
"You shouldn't... dress like that around men. You know how pretty girls are an easy target for men to take advantage of. You can... drive them crazy and make them do things that they can't... control. Do you understand what I'm trying to say, sweetie?" it was only then that you felt something getting hard under your ass, his thin pajama pants making it obvious that he was getting turned on by your outfit and vulnerable state. You blushed heavily at this and began to tremble a bit from embarrassment and nervousness.
"I'm sorry daddy, I didn't mean to..." you were left speechless, as you had no idea what to say or how to face this awkward situation.
"Do you want daddy to make you feel good?" he asked bluntly, his tone indicating that his intentions were far from innocent.
You didn't know how to react, but what you did know was that you desperately needed him inside you. You stared deeply into his eyes, trying to figure out if his intentions were the same as yours, and as soon as you realized this was confirmed, you simply nodded and spread your legs wide. His pupils were extremely dilated and his stare at your lips was becoming unbearable, while a small smirk appeared on his face.
"My babygirl is so good to me... I promise that daddy will take care of his sweet girl and make her forget about everything that upset her. Do you want that, bunny?" his hand was now dangerously close to where you needed him the most, as you felt your white cotton panties already soaked by his simple touch and voice.
"Yes daddy, please... I need you." you moaned softly, and that was enough to drive him crazy.
"Can I kiss you?" he asked cautiously, yet you could see he was getting desperate and impatient to touch you in such an intimate way. The moment you said yes, his thin lips glued to yours in a hungry, passionate kiss, a kiss you'd never experienced before. You could have sworn it was the best feeling you'd ever felt, until he rubbed his long, skilled finger against your clothed pussy and smeared your cum juices all over your already ruined panties.
"Oh fuck... is this all for me, baby? You're so, so wet... it'll make everything so much easier, you'll see." and that's when you felt him pull your panties aside to insert his middle finger inside your cunt.
You immediately moaned loudly as he curled his finger inside you, hitting your g-stop over and over again, so sweetly. He went from fingering you to drawing circles around your clit as you he kissed you slowly, his tongue dominating its territory inside your mouth. After a couple of minutes, you felt yourself getting closer and closer to your first orgasm, before he added a second finger inside you. Just as you were about to cum, he started fucking you faster and harder with his fingers, before bitting your neck and sucking on a purple hickey, making you reach your limit much more intensely. While you recovered, he never stopped kissing your neck and face, making you feel like the most special girl in the world.
"My sweet girl is so beautiful when she cums... What a beautiful sight to behold every day, every second... if only it was possible..." he whispered lovingly as he played with your lower lip. You wanted to please him too, so you took his thumb into your mouth and started sucking on it the best you could while gazing into his eyes.
"Can I suck your cock, daddy? Please, I want to pleasure you too." you were too eager to see what was under those pajamas, the hardness of it already promising that he could destroy you if he wanted to. He chuckled softly at you while shaking his head.
"Not now, sweetie. Daddy needs to taste his favorite girl first. You're the one who's had a bad day, right? So I'm going to pleasure you until you can't take it anymore... You can suck daddy's cock later, ok? I promise you'll see, feel and taste every bit of my cock sooner or later... I'll make sure of that. But right now, it's all about you, bunny." you smiled at his gentleness, and only wished you could have more time alone with him, since your mother would be home soon. Now you understood why your mother married this man after saying several times that she would never marry again.
William grabbed you in bridal style and took you to your room, where you would feel more comfortable and remember it every time you went there or slept. You were giggling in joy in his arms, his pecks on your lips made you feel hysterical butterflies flying around in your stomach. When you reached your bedroom, he gently placed you on your bed before undressing you. Your nipples hardened not only because of how cold it was in the room, but also with desire.
"Would you look at this... my bunny has such a perfect pussy. I can't wait to fuck you so good, princess. You're gonna love daddy's cock inside you. But for now... I'm gonna show you how a real man eats his pretty girl's pussy." his tongue trailed slowly through your wet folds, before leaving soft kisses on your clit. It was driving you insane and you desperately needed to beg him for more.
"Daddy, please... I need more please!" on another occasion William would continue to tease you, but your time was limited and he needed to make you cum again. He began to eat you out more eagerly, until you screamed his name over and over again. His skilled tongue never stopped pleasuring you, his beard and chin all covered in your juices, before you came again on his mouth.
"Just one more time and I'll let you go, baby... Come one, make daddy proud and cum all over my face." he demanded, before pinching your nipples harder.
His tongue didn't stop sucking on your clit, before it entered your empty hole until it reached the sweet spot inside of you. His beard scratched your tights and the slight pain only increased the pleasure you were feeling. A few minutes later, he grabbed your trembling legs and forced them over your chest with one of his strong arms, while his free hand fingered your pussy at a fast pace as he sucked on your clit. That was enough to make you moan loudly from pleasure as you came in his mouth and fingers, your cum dripping from your stepdad's chin as he stood up and looked at you.
It was only then that you heard some keys trying to open the front door of your house and you both immediately exchanged a knowing look. William wiped his chin with his sleeve, before leaning down to kiss your lips. However, you couldn't let him go just yet.
You knew that your mom's routine was to go to the bathroom before greeting her family, so when William was ready to leave your bedroom, you grabbed his arm to turn him towards you. He frowned at you, not believing that you were willing to risk getting caught, before you pulled his pants down and freed his cock.
"Honey, what are you do-" you didn't let him finish his sentence, as you put his long, thick dick inside your mouth and started sucking him off as if your life depended on it. "Oh fuck, you needy little slut... you just can't resist daddy's cock, can you? You're so desperate that you're willing to get caught sucking off your mother's husband. Bad, bad girl..."
And that's all he said, before forcefully grabbing your hair and fucking your throat harder than you thought, which made you choke around him as spit dribbled down your chin onto your exposed nipples. Your mother had already left the bathroom by then, so you had to be quick. You held William's hips firmly and helped him fuck deeper into your mouth, which helped him finish faster inside you. You swallowed every drop of his cum, before showing your tongue to prove that you were a good girl for him by swallowing everything he gave you.
"I had to thank you for making me feel better, daddy. I wanted you to feel good and proud of me too..." you smiled shyly, while blushing and bitting your lip seductively.
"Oh, you little whore... my baby is always surprising me for the better. Next time, I won't be so gentle with you. And this is not a warning... it's a goddam promise." he said with a satisfied grin, before leaving your room with a wink in your way that held a million promises.
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Could I request Lucifer finding out his s/o was once engaged but got divorced because her ex-fiancé cheated on her with another woman? The worst part? After finding out how much of a greedy, incompetent, and selfish woman his new wife is, her ex now wants to get back with her.
Lucifer x Reader - Running into an Ex
He usually didnât like going up to the human world, but it seemed he was making exceptions for [Y/N] more & more. His will was weak when it came to their requests. Though he justified it by it only being fair for them to go on their dates âup topâ from time to time as they spent most of their time in the Devildom.
Plus with all the mischief, misadventures, and just plain in-fighting between him & his brothers, they could use a break.
They had just finished dinner at a restaurant almost as nice as Ristorante Six when someone called [Y/N]âs name out on the street like a common beggar. âI thought that was you. How have you been?â
âIâmâŠfineâŠâ Lucifer could tell they were uncomfortable. Clearly this person was someone they knew but was not thrilled to run into. Sensing this would take a moment, Lucifer waved off the car waiting for them and told them to take another lap. âWhat are you doing here? I thought you moved.â
âKeeping tabs on me, eh?â His fake laugh was insufferable. âI uhâŠmoved back with my wife last year. With the economy crash and everything, it was just better to stay back home.â
âOh. Your mother didnât mention it.â
âYou still take to my mom? Well, I guess that makes sense. You two were always close. You lookâŠ.great, by the way.â
ââŠthank youâŠâ
The tension and conversation were getting tighter. To the point that Lucifer felt obligated to step in. âWe should get going, [Y/N]. We donât want to be late for our travels tomorrow.â Heâs never wanted to return home immediately so much in his life, but he wouldnât open a portal, or ruin [Y/N]âs trip, like that.
âYes. We should go-âWait [Y/N]. Can IâŠtalk to you for a minute before you go? You donât mind right, do you my guy?â
Lucifer glared at the man, but turned to [Y/N] who nodded and said it was alright. He nodded back and pressed his hand to the small of their back to let them know he was still there, but moved off to the side to give them space. Not that he couldnât hear every word with his demon hearing.
âYou really do look great by the way.â
âWhat do you want [X/N]? Shouldnât you be home with your wife.â
âGahâŠdonât say it like thatâŠâ The man scrubbed his face with the palm of his hand. Clearly a man defeated. âLook, I know now what I did to you was wrong. I shouldnât have broken up with you, or our engagement. I justâŠ.had cold feet about the marriage thing.â
Lucifer was shocked. He didnât know [Y/N] had been engaged. But, if what the man said was true, then he could see why they didnât mention it to him. It sounded painful.
âYou didnât seem too un-keen on the idea when you jumped right in to marry the woman you cheated on me with.â
âGrass is always greenerâŠâ Lucifer sneered at the manâs second untimely joke. He then stepped closer to [Y/N]; raising Luciferâs hackles. âI wanted to let you know I made a mistake. What I didâŠwho Iâm with nowâŠitâs all wrong. I wanted to reach out to you but I could never get a hold of you since everyone said you were abroad or something.â Yes, or something. âWhen I ran into you now, I knew it was fate. Please. Give me another chance.â
[Y/N] wrenched their hand away from them but stood their ground. âYou think I would give you another chance after what you did?! I can never trust you. Besides, youâre married now. What are you doing to get a divorce and jump into another marriage just like that? Out with the old in with the new? Oh, Iâm sorry, out with the new in with the old.â
âHey! I came to you and told you I made a mistake. That Iâm unhappy and I want to try again. The least you can do is consider it!â
â âConsider itâ?? So Iâm doing you the favor here. In case you missed it, along with you being married, Iâm here with someone as well.â
âThat guy?? Heâs too posh for you. A guy like that is just using you probably for sex or arm candy. Make him look more down to Earth. Do you really want to be with someone so far out of your league that you just feel inferior all the time? You should be with someone on your level. Like me.â
âI can assure you sir, the levels [Y/N] would have to stoop to be on your level would require excavation equipment to access.â
The man seemed startled by Luciferâs sudden reappearance in their conversation. Also likely from his looming figure. Not his demon form, but not his full human disguise either. The full weight of his anger and disgust at this insect talking to [Y/N] like that making him seem probably 10 feet tall to the man.
âPlease cease this horrendous display of accosting people on the street who had the unfortune of knowing you and go home to your wife. You may have regretted your decision in a mate, but I have not. Thereâs no way in hell,â [Y/N] snorted once at that, âthat I am going to let you talk to them this way or ruin our evening any further.â
As if summoned by his magic, the car pulled up again beside them and Lucifer opened the door. âCome my love. We have no longer a need to be here anymore.â [Y/N] slide in and he closed the door, before turning to face the man again. âAnd should you ever be stupid enough to contact [Y/N] again with these ridiculous notions and your own inflated ego, I will personally see to it that you are torn limb from limb by wild dogs by the time Iâm through with you.â His eyes flashed red once. Obviously startling the man who almost fell into the street before he rounded the car and got in on the other side.
âIâm sorry I never mentioned him before.â [Y/N] apologized as they drove off.
Lucifer shrugged. âHaving met him, he doesnât seem like a man worth mentioning.â He reached out his hand and clasped it with their own. Such a horrible person would not ruin their evening. And he would see to it that [Y/N] never thought of them again, as he would do everything in his power to make sure they felt love and adored. Second to no one.
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Gaming Pal Prompt
A/N: Random Idea that was stuck in my head after reading about a Pen Pal Prompt
It all started with a simple accidentally created open lobby. Sam, Tucker and Danny were just playing Doom in a four person Lobby that was supposed to be passcode locked and private so that it was only the three of them playing. But one of them must have forgotten to lock it as suddenly a random player joined them as well as the in-game voice chat they were using.
"Sup. Mind if I join the game? My last lobby kicked me."
"Why? Too good or too bad?"
Tucker shot back, not minding the new player. The three would just have to watch what they talk about during game time.
"Don't know. I think they thought I cheated."
"Pff, sore losers. Maybe you can help these losers kick ass."
"Oh shut it Sam, we will wipe the floor with you now!"
"A challenge huh? That sounds interesting. I am Tim by the way."
"Sam."
"Tucker."
"Danny."
The friend request was sent after the game in which Tim did help Tucker and Danny beat Sam. Only for Sam to demand a rematch to regain her victory streak. From then on the random player regularity started joining in on their games whenever he happened to be online at the same time.
Of course the trio filtered their talks over voice chat. Making sure they wouldn't let anything atrocious slip. Though they did have some fun telling a non Amity Parker about the shit that goes down in their town and Tim always appeared interested to hear more about the things going on. Always curious and full of follow up questions, that strangely focus on who the attackers were ( always ghosts really they don't have any other rogues aside from maybe the fruitloop) and other times very much focused on their local ghost hero Phantom. He was also strangely interested in the whole GIW situation and sounded rather confused when they mentioned the Anti-Ecto Acts.
Aside from that Tim practically became a part of their little group. Their online Gamer Pal who knew nearly as much about their rogues and local Hero (thanks to all the questions he asked) like they did. A full fledged Team Phantom member who just didn't know the main secret of Danny actually doing the Ghost fighting as Phantom and being the one getting hunted by his own Parents and the GIW.
So of course the day came where Sam, Tucker and Danny forget to filter their words. It was during one particularly exhausting day when Danny had only had like 4 hours of sleep because he had studied all night for an English Test and then Skulker appeared to hunt Phantom and Danny's parents showed up too, making souping the Hunter Ghost especially difficult.
"Ancients, Skulker just had to decide on hunting you today, didn't he Danny?"
"Don't remind me. He is still souped in the thermos, but dodging Mom was harder with so little sleep."
"Should you like take a nap then man?"
"Nah I am fine for gaming night."
"Hey Danny, you did escape the blasters unscratched right? Your mom is the better shot after all."
"Nearly. Mom landed a couple of hits but it's almost healed already, just some small burn marks left."
"I am sorry, WHAT?! Did you guys just say that Skulker, the one that's hunting Phantom for sports, was hunting Danny. Danny was the one to Soup him not Phantom and Danny's Mom shot and hurt her own son with one of these ecto-blasters?!"
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Stupid F-ing Tattoo
JJ Maybank x Fem!reader
Summery: Y/n and JJ both had a few things in common. One, love didnât exist. And two, they both wanted her dead.
She wasnât dead, but sometimes, he wished she was.
It was honestly fucked up, there was no silver lining. She hadnât wronged him, or cheated, or lied. She was as guilty as a fish, and he was the shark. But he still wished she was dead.
Sometimes, JJ wondered if she wished the same thing. If some nights, if she ever were to by chance hear his laughter in a passing moment, maybe with his head hung out the back window of the Twinkie like she used to do, or in a lazy jog away from the cops, he wondered if she wished he would also, drop off the face of the earth to give her some peace.
Then he would remember that even though it didnât feel like it, he had won. Because she had no peace, and he was certain she never would. While he was up all night wishing her to be gone, she was up all night praying for the same thing.
She often told him that the only things keeping her going were him and her dog, but mostly her dog. An old white dog, a stray sheâd taken in when she was merely seven. He was as crusty as they get, and while he and his friends often joked about how gross the old thing was, she happily scratched behind his ears and reminded him of how good he was always.
But the dog was getting old, and JJ had long been extracted from her life. Sometimes he wondered if his prayers meant something, and then he would get on his knees and take them all back in a guilty sob. Because JJ didnât want her to die, he just hated the fact that he had fallen in love with someone who couldnât fathom love more than he ever doubted it.
JJ felt like an asshole. What kind of person prays for another persons death? Especially someone like her?
He figured he liked her so much because they were so alike. Like the seasons, they were the coolest winters and the sweltering summer all at once. They were so close, yet so far. Like January and December. Born with the same love and loyalty, but destined to fall apart, prophets forced to be divided.
His finger hovered over her contact every night, but every time he thought of how she would answer, and his tongue would go dry. She would probably only say hello, and he would say it back, and the line would go quiet for a few minutes, just breathing in each others inhales, aligning his breath to hers, and then she would ask him why he was calling. He would say he didnât know, but he hoped she was well, and she would wish the same for him because she always did, and she always meant it more because she never wished that he was dead. Then, she would ask if it was okay to let him go, and he would ramble about something and how it was all dumb to begin with. She would listen and then the line would go dead. Dead like how he sometimes wanted her.
He couldnât bear the idea of letting her go again, even if he didnât realize he had the first time.
They had just gotten matching tattoos. âP4Lâ poked into their ankles until the skin swelled red and even air burned. They were fucked, and it was a dumb idea.
JJ said it was the stupidest fucking tattoo heâd ever gotten. She had laughed, playfully pushing his arm away and setting the needle down.
âYou donât have any other tattoos.â She reminded him softly, eyes shining in the moonlight. The twinkles reminded him of the north star, and he felt that he too found home in the same way.
âNot yet.â He promised her, his fingers slotting between hers. âIâm gonna get your name tattooed right across my palm so I can hold you eternity.â JJ smiled, proud at his use of larger words. Heâd felt like a poet then, smiling from ear to ear at himself, a dork by textbook definition.
âWell, then Iâm going to get your name tattooed on my lips, so I have every reason to talk about you.â She promised him, and JJ remembered the look in her eyes, he knew it from the way John B looked at Sarah and the way Popeâs dad looked at his mom. He knew it was love.
He should never have confessed it.
He knew better than anyone that her mothers neglect had beaten her heart black and blue, and her cousins hatred towards her and her friends who had bullied her, he knew that much like him, love was a construct of some sort of fantasy, a promise of forever that could never be fulfilled, because eventually, someone has to leave.
She laughed, and then she cried. She promised JJ that she also loved him, loved him like a dog loved its owner, unwavering and loyal. But there was no way in hell she could ever love him the ways he wanted, and that hurt JJ because he had spent weeks working up the courage to even come to terms with his very real feelings.
âI canât love you, JJ. I do, but I canât because I canât even promise myself that forever. Iâll break my own heart and Iâll blame you.â She had explained with tears streaming down her face. He regretted the way he yelled at her.
They never spoke again. His best friend, and the love of his life, her voice became a concept in his mind, and he swore that he had forgotten the sweetness of her smell. He hated that because that meant he was just like everyone else. Just another person who would miss her when she went.
So, he started wishing death on her. More for himself, until it became a prayer for her. She never laughed anymore, never smiled. When he saw her from afar, heâd noticed that sheâd gone back to her friends she hated because suffering is better than loneliness when all you can think about is the quickest way to go.
He saw a girl floating in the ocean the a few days into the summer, her hair resembled Y/nâs and her eyes did too. It was only when he saw the way she seemed to fold herself into the water he knew it was her because only she would have the drive to try and let the ocean swallow her whole.
JJ ran as fast as he could out, wading through the crashing waves until he could wrap his arms around her. She was wet, cold, and limp. A hollow version of the woman she once was. It reminded JJ that she was just a girl, the same age as him, and he once again, felt guilty for ever wishing death on her.
When he laid her in the sand, he knew two things.
One, on her skin, she had another small tattoo scribbled down to memorize her love forever. His name, just two little letters, the same one, poked into her shoulder in the same font as their matching tattoo.
âStupid fucking tattoo.â He cried, gritting his teeth together, his hands searching her body for any warmth he could cling to, a sign that maybe he hadnât seen her too late.
The second thing he knew, through his salty tears and guilty heart, was something he prayed he would never have to witness, but something he had always wished for.
His prayers had been answered.
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Can I have something angsty,sad,fluffy,(smutty if you want) ?
Reader is on the thicker/chubby side (a few tummy rolls and thick thighs) and she thinks Noah is only with her to say he's been with a fat chick or it's some fetish thing. Reader doesn't understand how he can be attracted to someone like her. Normal 9-5 job, not rich, shitty apartment, shitty car...just getting though life and they met by chance. Maybe he liked that she treated him like a regular person even though she knew who he was, like a "yeah, I know who you are...so what đđđ€·đŒââïž" kinda thing.
Not gunna lie the "never been with a big girl" shit has happened way more than I'd like...and honestly, I've been really hating my body lately đ
Thank you so much for this request! I know it took me a long time to get to it and I'm so sorry about that! I hope you still like it <3
Warnings: reader is a little hard on herself, Noah also feels insecure. Reader is fatphobic towards herself :( Besides that, this is fluff.
WC: 5.9k (this is long and I haven't proofread it yet!)
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Noah was back home in Virginia for a couple of weeks. He really just went because his best friend, Nicholas, had begged him to. There was nothing left for him in this place anymore, and there hasn't been for years.
Even though he had a lot of bitter memories from his time here, he really tried to enjoy the moments he spent with his old friends, reconnecting and telling each other how their lives changed over the years.
Right now, he was at a bonfire, sipping on his beer, despite the chill weather that fall brought along. He looked around and saw many faces he didn't recognize from years ago. To his left, Nicholas was socializing, and he thought about how things haven't changed that much after all. His friend was always better at this than him.
His eyes were fixed on you, like they have been a couple of times during the night. You were hard to miss, with your orange knit sweater and beanie keeping your head warm. He didn't remember seeing you before, if he had, he would surely remember it.
You talked animately with your hands, sporting smile on your face that made your eyes crinkle. If he could describe your aura, it would be warm and inviting, and he felt a pull towards you, suddenly having the urge to come up to you and stike up a conversation.
He held himself back, though, because you seemed very engrossed in the conversation you were having with your friends, and he didn't want to intrude or bother you.
"You're still brooding in the corner?", he was so distracted by you, that he didn't even notice Nicholas approaching him.
"I'm technically not in a corner", Noah pointed to the wall he was leaning against. Nicholas fixed him with a look.
"You should try and talk to a few people, at least this one time", Nicholas sounded like a mom scolding a child and it mildly irritated Noah.
"I will, once I finish this beer", he settled on saying, but deep down, they both knew that Noah would stay in this exact same spot for the rest of the night.
"Whatever, man. I'll talk to Josh over there, he said something about Eric cheating on Alex with their babysitter, and I wanna know all about that. Do you remember Alex from high school?", Noah scrambled his brain, and he could vaguely remember an Alex from high school.
"Is she the one who fell down the bleachers once?", he asked, the memory slowly coming back to him. He should feel bad that this embarrassing moment is what he remembers her by.
"That's exactly the one", Nicholas exclaimed, his hand slapping against Noah's chest. "Apparently her luck didn't get any better. I'll get the scoop and then I'll tell you on the way home", Noah smiled at his friend's antics and watched him walk away.
Averting his gaze back to the gathering happening around him, he found himself watching you again. He really needed to break his habit, otherwise you would think of him as a total creep. His stance and unapproachableness already didn't help him at all. He decided to go look around for something to eat, sure that he saw some snacks around here somewhere.
"He's leaving", your friend said beside you. You had to keep yourself from looking at him. Your friends have been annoying you for the last 15 minutes about the hot guy who apparently couldn't stop looking at you.
"Good, would you stop bothering me now?", you said.
"Y/N, you need to talk to him. Have you seen this man? He is hot and he's totally into you", Charlie said, an exciting tone on her voice.
"And you gathered all that from the few minutes we've been standing here?", you looked at her with a disbelieving look on your face.
"We've been here for at least forty minutes and he hasn't stopped looking at you!", she exclaimed, as if she had it all figured out.
"He could've been looking in the general direction, not at me", you reasoned, trying to forget the way his gaze felt on you. He couldn't have been looking at you out of all people from your group of friends.
"Y/N", Charlie sighed, the excitement vanishing from her features. "You need to stop sabotaging yourself. Why is it so impossible for a man to be interested in you?"
"I don't know, Charlie. I'm gonna go grab another drink, ok?", you did what you always do when someone brought this up in conversation, you left and didn't look back.
Is not that you thought it was impossible for this man to be interested in you, you just thought it was unlikely. You spotted him right when he walked in, his height made him impossible to ignore. And even though he was wearing a hoodie, you saw the tattoos all over his neck and hands, the latter making you incredibly flustered. You never thought you could find someone's hands so attractive.
Meanwhile, you came to this gathering right from work. Your hair was a mess and you had no option but to slap a beanie over it. Your outfit was nothing interesting, just a sweater to keep you warm in the changing weather. Thinking about it now, the color was even a little silly. Who wore orange sweaters?
You arrived at the table where the drinks were set, eyes surveying for something interesting and non-alcoholic, since you drove here. You were so engrossed with whatever was in front of you, that you almost - almost - didn't notice a presence beside you. Like you said, he was hard to miss.
"You, hmm... you need help finding something?" You heard a voice and you knew exactly who was next to you. You looked at him and the first thought that came to your mind was how tall he was compared to you.
He had to look down to meet your eyes and you had to crane your head back to look back at him.
"Oh, I'm just looking for something that's non-alcoholic", you answered him, with a little laugh, knowing that those beverages were hard to find in these places.
"Yeah, it's going to be a little difficult", he said, scratching the back of his neck and looking at the table set in front of you.
"It's ok, I kind of expected it. I'll just go look for dome water", you shrugged your shoulders.
"Wait, I think I saw some stuff in the fridge earlier. Do you want me to get it for you?", he pointed at the house behind the both of you. His eyes were hopeful, like he wanted to do this for you. You thought it was adorable the way he actually wanted you to have something else other than water, and you didn't have the heart to teel him no. So you said yes and saw him walk into the house.
While you waited, Noah was crossing his fingers that his friends had something in the fridge other than booze and stale food. Yes, he lied to you about seeing something in the fridge earlier, but he couldn't let you drink water at a party. He also didn't know where the urge to please you came from, but the words came out of his mouth before he could stop them.
He made his way to the fridge and opened it, and he immediatly spotted a few cans of Red Bull. They were of different colors - probably some tropical flavor - and he hoped you liked energy drinks, otherwise, he would look like a fool in front of the girl he thought was extremely cute.
He grabbed one of them and made his way back to where you were waiting for him.
"Here, I hope you like energy drinks?", he couldn't help but let some nervousness seep into his voice.
"Thank you, and I do", you answered him, and you visibly saw some tension leave his shoulders. "This is actually perfect. I'm so tired because I came right from work. Maybe this will wake me up a little", you said as you cracked the can open.
When he heard you say that, he wanted to pat himself on the back, but settled on giving you a contained smile instead.
"So", he sensed the lull in the conversation, and since he wasn't ready to stop talking to you yet, he decided to change the topic. "Who are you here with?"
"I'm friends with Charlie, she's Josh's fiancee", you answered him. He knew that Josh had gotten engaged in the last few months. Him and Nicholas knew Joah and Charlie from high school, and both of them were surprised it took Josh this long to ask the girl to marry him. Maybe if he was better at keeping contact with his friend, he could've met you way earlier.
"I saw you talking to her earlier", he pointed out and you cursed yourself, because your friends were right. He was watching you. "How did you two meet each other?", he asked and leaned against the table. He refrained from asking you to go inside and sit on the couch.
"We went to college together a few years ago. We were roomates and clicked instantly", you told him and he did the math in his head. You were friends with Charlie for what? Nine or ten years now? Shit, he really could've me you earlier. "What about you? Haven't seen you around before", you threw the question back at him, taking a sip from the drink in your hand. He had to avert his gaze from the way your lips wrapped around the rim, which was very distracting.
"Oh, I've known Josh for years. Us and a couple of other people here went to high school together", he saw your eyes light up with this information, visibly impressed.
"Oh my God. How come have I not seen you before?", you were shocked that you never noticed this man at any of the parties Josh and Charlie usually threw.
"I moved out of here really young. I live in LA now, so it's difficult to visit", he kept the information that he was in a band to himself. He liked the way you seem to not know who he is at all.
"I think he's mentioned having friends in LA before", you mused, but didn't dwell much on the information. "I don't blame you, LA seems to be much more interesting than here"
"Yeah, a little crazy out there. Not a dull moment, that's for sure", you agreed, and he wanted to know more about you, but refrained from asking what you did for a living, afraid that you would ask him back, and he sure didn't wanna lie to you.
"I never left here, I just assume from the stories I hear", he was surprised to hear this, not for the fact that you never visited other places, but because he couldn't imagine someone spending their whole lives in this place.
"You never felt the urge to go somewhere else?", he couldn't help but ask you. You thought for a second before answering him.
"I mean, I would obviously love to travel to other places, but I don't know if I would actually move somewhere else", he hummed, and you continued. "My whole life is here, my parents are here, and I know this city like the back of my hand. I guess I like the familiarity of the place"
He could understand that. Not everyone had a traumatizing childhood and teenage years like him. He guesses he could like the place if it wasn't tied to such bad memories.
He was about to ask you something else when Charlie approached the two of you, and he noticed the knowing look on her face the second he saw it.
"Hey, you two", she said as she rested one hand on your shoulder. "We're playing a board game in the living room, and Josh wanted me to ask if any of you would like to participate"
Noah waited for you to answer first, half hoping you would say no, just so he could talk to you for a little but longer. However, what you said instead crashed his hopes of talking to you for the rest of the party.
"I would love to, but I should be heading out. I'm dead tired and really need some sleep", you had an apologetic look on your face, and when he really took the time to look at you, he did notice your slightly droopy eyes.
"Thank you for coming, I know work has been chewing your ass lately", Charlie told you, but you dismissed her with a wave of your hand.
"You know I love hanging out with you guys, so it's worth the effort", you said with sincerity in your voice and you and Charlie exchanged a hug and goodbyes.
Turning back to face him, you noticed that you didn't really want to leave, but needed to before you got even more tired. Suddenly, you realized you never got his name.
"Well, we've been talking all this time and I never asked your name", you chuckled at the absurdity of it.
"My name is Noah", he extended his hand for you to shake. "What's yours?"
You took his hand in yours, noticing the way it entirely encompassed yours. You observed the details on the tattoos he had on his knuckles and hands, and you wondered once again if they continued up his arms and shoulders. "I'm Y/N"
"Well, Y/N, it's been a pleasure talking to you", he gave you soft smile and you wanted to get lost in his eyes and the way he was looking at you right now. As if you were the greatest thing that's happened to him the entire week. Little did you know.
"The feeling is mutual" you smiled back at him, having to let go of his hand, as to not turn this into those too long handshakes. "I should get going", you said and started to turn around before he stopped you.
"Actually", he started, prompting you to look back at him. "I was wondering if I could get your number", he had the same hopeful look on his face as earlier, when he asked you if he could grab you a drink. You looked at him for a few seconds before answering.
"Yeah, of course. Here it is", you handed him your phone and he put his contact in, giving it back to you.
"I'll text you so you can add mine", you tapped your screen a few times and after a couple of seconds, his phone vibrated on his back pocket. "There, now we have each other's numbers", you pocketed your phone.
"Text me when you get home?", he asked and you were caught a little off-guard, but couldn't deny you loved the way he genuinely seemed to care about you.
"Of course. I'll let you know", you smiled and contemplated giving him a hug, just to feel the way his arms would wrap around your body, but thought it would be too much for a first encounter. You settled in a little awkward wave as you turned around to make your way out of the backyard and in the direction of your car.
Noah, on the other hand, was frozen in place. When he spotted you, he was sure he was doomed to watch you from afar the whole night. But when he saw you by the table full of drinks, looking a little lost, he decided to take Nicholas' advice and mingle a little.
For someone who hated this city so much, he was actually feeling a little disappointed in having to leave in a few days. He always felt like there was nothing else worth sticking around for here, but as he replayed your smile in his head, and how your skin felt in his in those couple of seconds he shook your hand, he couldn't help but think he could stay here, if it meant he got to experince moments like this with you again.
He decided to make his way back inside, the party now with only a few people left. He sat on the couch as he watched Nicholas and his friends play a game of Monoply on the dinner table.
A few minutes went by when he felt his phone vibrate in back pocket. Fishing it out, he saw it was a text from you.
You: Hi! Just letting you know I got home safely :)
He felt a smile take over his face as he replied to you.
Noah: Hey! Glad everything went alright. Have a good night and sleep well x
You: Thank you :) Enjoy the rest of the party!
Noah: I'm about to leave soon actually. Talk to you tomorrow?
You: Sure! Drive home safe and let ME know when you get home? ;)
Noah: I will, but something tells me you'll be asleep by then
At home, you were leaning against the bathroom counter, your toothbrush hanging from your mouth, stupidly grinning at your phone.
You: I'll wait up :)
The next day was chores day for you. Clean the house, get the laundry done, change the sheets and whatever else you needed to do around the house.
Even with the music blaring through the speakers to keep you entertained while you loaded the dishes in the dishwasher, you couldn't help but let your mind run wild with thoughts of Noah.
You couldn't let go of the fact that he was so nice to you, despite never having seen you before. It's not that guys were never nice to you, it's just that the niceness came with the intentions fo something else, and you didn't want to think of Noah as one of those people.
Closing the dishwasher and starting the cycle, you made your way to the bedroom to collect all the clothes that needed washing.
As soon as you got in the room, you stopped in your tracks, your image on the mirror on the opposite wall from you catching your attention.
This was obviously a lazy day, and there was no use in dressing up to clean the house, but still, you could see the wisps of hair and the frizz sticking out from your bun, that sat atop of your head.
You wore a baggy t-shirt and some gym shorts, turning a bit to the side, you observed the fat of your thighs basically swallowing the tight fabric.
Nowadays, you weren't so worried with the way you look as you were as a teenager. A lot of therapy over the years helped you accept yourself. But you can't say it didn't leave any traumas behind.
Before you could even realize what was happening, the voices in your head were already sabotaging you.
"See? You were right. Noah is probably not attracted to you at all"
"He probably made a bet with someone about how he could charm the fat girl no one wants"
"He's tall, tattooed and handsome. You're just you"
It didn't matter anyway, he's doesn't even live here. His life in LA is probably more interesting than anything this city could offer him. He'll leave soon and your life would be back to normal. He'll probably not even text you, your phone number lost in all the other numbers he probably has in his phone.
Huffing with annoyance at how the day took a turn, you hurried to gather the clothes and make your way out of the room.
At the Ruffilo's house, Noah was laying on the couch, with his phone in his hand, open on your text thread with you from last night.
To be honest, he wanted to text you right when he woke up, but didn't want to come off to strong or bother you on your day off. Now, as it was nearing 3:00 pm, he was tired of holding himself back.
He's been contemplating on how he could ask you out for the entire day, and decided he should keep it simple. Maybe ask you out to eat some dinner. Nothing too fancy, just some burgers, fries and a milkshake at the place he loved to go with his friends as a teenager.
He even though about taking you to the lookout he always went to, to clear his head when the noises in his head got too loud. He hasn't been there in years, and now was a good time to try and resignify what the place meant to him.
So, he started typing.
Noah: Hey! Remember me?
He sent the text and stared at the screen, biting the nail on his thumb. He waited a couple of minutes for an answer, but the bubbles showing that you were typing a reply didn't appear on his screen.
You could be busy. Or you could already be out with someone else. It's the weekend after all, why would you spend it rotting away on the couch like him?
He knew if he stayed here, he would drive himself mad. So he decided to make his way uptairs to take a shower, and hopefully take his mind off of you for a few minutes.
Meanwhile, you were debating with yourself. After your dilemma earlier in the day, you weren't expecting to get a text from Noah. Actually, you were kind of hoping he wouldn't contact you, because you weren't ready to unpack what you were feeling for this guy you just met yesterday.
But here you are, mind running in circles thinking about what to say to him. Should you even reply? No, that's out of the question. You always thought it was rude to leave somone on read, especially on purpose.
You couldn't deny that you were curious to find out what he wanted. So, without dwelling much more on it, you started typing.
You: Hey there! Of course I do. Yesterday wasn't that long ago.
You wanted to lock your screen and chuck your phone across the room. But you weren't fifteen anymore, so you resorted to scrolling through social media as you waited for his responde. Eyes wandering to the notification bar every few seconds.
If this was just a booty call, you were going to be extremely upset. Would it be so bad though to have a one night stand with the hot guy?
Your phone vibrated in your hand, a text coming through.
Noah: Just wanted to make sure
What's up? You having a good weekend?
You: If good means cleaning the house the entire day, then I'm having a great weekend. What about you?
Noah: Well, now you're just making me feel bad, 'cause I didn't do anything the entire day
You: That sounds perfect, actually
Noah: Since your weekend has been so strenuous, what do you think about having some dinner?
Did he just ask you out? Were your eyes deceiving you? You didn't know what to tell him.
You obviously wanted to spend more time with him, enjoying the time you spent with him yesterday. But your mind took you back to earlier in the day. You hated yourself for always assuming the worst in a situation.
Maybe he didn't even mean anything by asking you to have dinner with him. Maybe he was just being polite. But why would he be polite to someone he just met?
Ultimately, you decided that this didn't have to mean anything more than just two people eating together. Besides, you were curious to find out what his intentions were. If he even had any.
You: Sounds good. What are you thinking?
Noah: Do you like burgers?
You: Oh, I love burgers!
Noah: It's set then! I know just the place
I'll pick you up at 7?
You: I'll be ready :)
Noah was sat on his bed, towel still wrapped around his hips, looking stupidly at his phone, a grin on his lips. He pondered a lot during his shower, and decided that he was done waiting. He didn't have much more time in his hometown, so he wanted to make the most of the time he still had with you.
He knew it was still too early to call this a first date, but he was nervous as if it was. He really hopes you like what he has planned for the two of you. It's nothing too fancy or too special, a simple dinner overlooking the city at night, but it held a lot of meaning for him.
Getting dressed and going downstairs to get some water, he knew he'd be stressing until it was time to leave to pick you up, so he decided to play some games on his computer to try and distract himself a little.
You looked at yourself in the mirror, and overanalyzed your outfit like you've been doing for probably the past 10 minutes. You wore a dress that went down to about your knees, it was a deep wine color, and threw on a leather jacket on top, just in case it got windy outside.
You opted to go for comfort instead of anything fancy, so deciding that this outfit was enough, you went to your closet and grabbed your pair of Vans and slipped them on your feet.
Noah should be here in about 15 minutes, and you wanted to be ready. He texted you a little earlier asking for your address, you gave it to him and just told him to text you when he got here. Since you lived in an apartment, it would be easir for you to come down and meet him at the entrance.
You didn't have to wait long until you phone chimed in your hands, a text popping up on the screen.
Noah: I'm here :)
You: I'll be down in a second!
Locking the door behind you, you waited for the elevator. Your legs couldn't seem to keep still, and you realized you were nervous for whatever was about to happen when you met him outside.
Do you hug him? Do you shake his hand? No, that's too formal of a greeting. But would he want to hug you this soon? He seemed to be a reserved person.
You didn't have much more time to overthink on this situation, because soon you were stepping inside the elevator. You cursed yourself for living only on the third floor, because before you could freak out a bit more, the doors dinged and you stepped out.
When you laid eyes on him, he was standing outside his car, back leaning against the passenger side door, long legs crossed and hands tucked into his pants' pockets.
You almost stopped yourself in your tracks. He was wearing a short sleeved shirt, and you could see the tattoos decorating both of his arms. You almost wanted to just stand there and admire the way looked waiting for you.
But you couldn't allow yourself to look like a fool on the first time you were going out with him. So you put on a smile and walked over to him. You didn't have to overthink anything at all, because as soon as you got close to him, you heard him say a "hello" and stretch out his arms for you to give him a hug.
He felt warm and sturdy against you, and you noticed the way his arms circled your shoulders and around your neck. You could feel his muscles through the fabric of your dress, and it made you a little dizzy.
When you both parted from the hug, you said "hi" back him.
"C'mon in", he gestured to the car and opened the door for you. You situated yourself on the passenger seat and he shut the door behind you, making his to the other side.
"So, what's the plan for tonight?", you asked, as you buckled you seatbelt and watched him do the same.
"I know this place that sells some really good burgers. My friends and I used to go there all the time. I hope it's still good", he answered and started driving.
"Burgers are always nice", you pointed out.
"Not always", he quickly looked at you with his eyebrows raised.
"Are you particular about your burgers?"
"It's not that I'm pinky or anything. It's just that I knwo when a burger is bad", he explained himself while taking a right turn and entering another neighbourhood.
"And what is a bad burger in your opinion?", you turned yourself slightly on your seat, so you could look at him better.
"Well, first, the bun has to be sealed, so it isn't soggy from the sauce", you nodded along to his explanation. "Then, the burger has to be thick enough to be juicy, and it can't be cooked for too long because then it becomes dry", he makes a face as if dry burgers are a personal attack to him.
"I guess you're right about all of that. Maybe spending four years in college kind of messed up my idea of good food"
"You ate a lot of weird stuff?", he asked you.
"It's incredible the stuff you can come up with on a budget", you shrugged and he seemed to be satisfied with your answer.
Not too long after, Noah's pulling to a vintage looking diner, but you notice him going to the drive thru instead of parking.
"We're not eating here?", you found yourself asking before you could stop.
"Shit, I didn't ask you", he stopped the car in the line and looked at you. "I was thinking about eating at this place I know, I think you're gonna like it", you could tell his confidence wavered a little bit, but you gave him a smile anyways.
"It's ok, I don't mind eating somewhere else"
The line progressed quickly and in about fifteen minutes, you were grabbing your order and Noah was driving again.
You noticed he was driving to a less populated area, and more trees came into view, the headlights of the car illuminated the path ahead.
"I clearly didn't think this through because this totally looks like I'm kidnapping you or something", he chuckled a little, but you could tell he was nervous.
"I didn't think about that", you told him. Maybe you thought this place was a little weird, but you weren't going to comment on that.
"We're almost there, ok", you nodded and true to his words, a few turns later, the car arrived at a clearence. Noah drove a little bit more and parked the car.
Looking through the windshield, you could see the light from the city below you and the stars shining bright above you.
"You were right. I really do like this place", you stated, still a little bit in awe. How did you not know about this place?
"I'm really glad you like it", he said, watching you observe the place around you. "Well, let's eat before the food gets cold"
You ate and talked, now feeling more comfortable with each other's presence. Noah told you he used to come here as a teenager all the time, though he didn't tell you the reason.
He didn't feel the same emotions now as he did before when coming to this place. It felt like a new life now for him, e new beginning, and he was to have someone like you here with him.
You did tell him though, that this was one of the best burgers you've ever eating in your life, and that you would totally eat there more. He couldn't hide the smile on his face.
After you were done, he gathered all the wrappers and cups and got out of the car to put it in the trash can that was not too far away from the car.
You sat there, observing him and wondering if you were the only one feeling like this was more than just two people who just met each other going out to dinner.
He got back and sat down on the driver's seat. Looking out into the city, he said "I kind of don't wanna go yet"
"I don't either", you agreed. You felt a weird sense of calm on this place, with him. "I can tell that being here means a lot to you. And you don't have to tell me anything, but I'm glad you brought me here"
He didn't say anything for a while, and you both just sat there in comfortable silence.
"I never liked coming back here, to my hometown", he started, you just looked at him, not saying anything, not wanting to rush him. "I have really bad memories from this place. But don't know, being here this time, meeting you, made me feel like this city still has some good in it"
"Noah, I'm hardly anyone important", you reasoned.
"It's not that. I just feel like you're here because you wanna be, and not because you want to get something from me", he looked down at his lap.
"Why would I wanna get something from you?", you were feeling a little confused now.
"it's just always the way it works. Charlie never told you whar I do on LA?", he questioned you, looking at you from the corner of his eyes.
"She told me you're in a band. Which I googled and you guys look pretty good at what you do", you noticed his eyes widening when you said this.
"So you know?", his voice was a little smaller right now, aprehensive.
"Of course. Josh would never shut up about his friends who went to LA and got famous", you laughed quietly at this. "I'm sorry that people made you feel worthy only if you have something to give them"
He looked down again, but you continued. "But I was serious when I told you that I'm not anyone important. I'm glad to be here right now, and I really enjoy your company, but you're going back to LA soon and then this is the last thing you'll think about"
"I don't think that's true", he was quick to disagree with you. "Before arriving here, I felt dread coming back to this place. Now I feel like I don't wanna leave. You're the reason for that, and I'll never forget the way you've made me feel this past two days. Because I haven't felt his normal in years", you didn't know what to say to that, so you just looked at him.
He straighted his back, and leaned his elbows on the center console, his face now closer to yours.
"Will you give me the pleasure of tasting your lips before I go absolutely insane?", he was looking right at your eyes, voice low as if there weren't the two of you here.
"We can't have you going insane, can we?", you said and leaned closer, brushing your lips on his.
You felt his hand going up your neck and gripping your jaw. He licked his lips and you closed your eyes, and soon you felt the plush of his lips on yours, slow at first, but then he got a little more urgent, picking up his pace.
His tongue teased your lips and you granted him entrance, you whimpered at the feeling of his mouth on yours, and he held your face tighter.
After parting, you were both panting, you with a smile in your face at the feeling of his thumb carresing your cheek.
"How am I supposed to ever leave this place now?", he wondered out loud and connected his lips yours again.
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Guitar Pick 2 || college!conrad x fem reader
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part 1
summary: conrad brings you to cousins, everyone knows about your relationship except belly, who has a huge crush on conrad
pairing: college!conrad x fem!reader
warnings: angst, ends with fluff, jealous belly, steven being a good best friend
wc: 2.2k
hereâs part 2 :)i changed it up from the request! i hope yâall enjoy im writing some more pieces for yâall !! i ended up not putting smut i hope you understand.
Itâs been almost 10 months with conrad. After he asked you out at college, you both instantly hit it off. You learned all about his life and how he grew up in a home with his mom having cancer and her passing away last year and his dad cheating on her. But soon enough after he was a quiet guy he thought it was time to start opening up. He learned about your family and how they always didnât believe in you so you proved them wrong. He has never been happier.
You met steven and jeremiah one night they came to visit you and conrad. And you instantly hit it off with them, especially steven. He became one of your closest friends when you hung out with him, conrad, and jeremiah. It was a fully platonic friendship. He was there for you and you were there for him. Conrad enjoyed that you got along with them so well. You 4 hung out as much as possible and they loved you and were happy conrad finally found someone that made him happy.
Conrad invited you to his beach house for the first time. He always talked about it and offered for you to come, but you didnât wanna intrude. You finally said yes to visiting, one problem. Isabel, or as he calls her Belly, had a huge crush on conrad. Since they were kids. He never liked her back, never thought of her that way, but everyone knew that she was in love with him. And here he was bringing you to the one place she was at. One condition, conrad and you both decided to act as friends at cousins so he could break the news easily to her. So your mission was to act as just friends as possible.
âsorry about the whole belly situation.â conradâs hand rested on your thigh his fingers tapping against your skin
âno, no. itâs okay i understand, you donât want to hurt her.â you turned your head and smiled at him
âi promise iâll tell her.â that was the last thing he said before pulling into the driveway behind stevenâs car
You didnât know what to expect. You felt as if he grew up with her his whole life that there had to be some sort of feelings he felt for her. To be honest you didnât know what to think
When you both got to the front door of the house he looked back at you once more before entering. This was gonna be something for sure.
âhello!â conrad yelled throughout the house
âconnieâ laurelâ who you have seen in picturesâ walks around the corner from the kitchen and pulls him into a hug before turning to you âand you must be y/n! iâm so glad conrad found a friend at Brown.â she smiled at you âhe keeps to himself too much.â
âlaurel.â he let out a warning tone before footsteps from upstairs banged against the floor
ây/n!â steven yelled and ran down the stairs pulling you into a hug and then resting his arm over your shoulder âmom this is who i was telling you about.â it then hit her who you really were
âoh my youâre conradâs-â she was cut off by belly coming around the corner
âhey conrad.â she was pretty, so much prettier in person. it made you insecure to see how perfect she was and you werenât, he looked like he belonged with her. steven felt you shift under his arm
âiâll show you the guest bedroom.â you didnât say anything but followed him upstairs and saw belly get on her tippy toes to hug your boyfriend
âis that y/n?â belly questioned stepping back and you lost sight of them only hearing them now
âyeah, yeah. steven and jere thought it was a good idea to invite her because sheâs been really good friends with us.
âare she and steven a thing?â you looked at steven and he almost burst out laughing but put a hand over his mouth
âfuck no,â he responded laughing and you entered the guest bedroom
âiâm sorry about him,â he admitted as you put your stuff on the bed
âitâs for the best, i guess.â you softly smiled at him âi might just take a nap until dinner, it was a long drive.â
âare you sure? we were going to go surfing?â
âno iâll just sleep.â he nodded before leaving the room and your insecurities and sadness stayed with you
Conrad checked on you before going surfing to see you sleeping and he didnât want to bother you. So here he was sitting on his surfboard with jere and steven.
âwas she okay?â he questioned
âyouâre seriously asking that?â steven laughed
âman, you know sheâs not okay. i know that and i havenât even seen her.â jeremiah splashed water around and conrad looked down at a bracelet you made him on your 3 month anniversary
âdude how would you feel, put it into perspective. if she told you, you had to act as her friend around someone who was her childhoodâ put that in your headâ a childhood friend who was a guy and had a crush on her and she told you just to be friends around him. how would you feel?â steven looked at him as conrad messed with the bracelet before looking up at his best friend
âiâm so shitty.â
âglad that got into your small brain.â steven scoffed. âsheâs the best thing thatâs happened to you since your mom's death, she has made all of us happy but you especially. donât lose that con. because what i saw in the guest bedroom was an insecure girl scared her boyfriend was going to leave her.â
You walked downstairs softly hoping belly wasnât down there. You didnât know if you could handle trying to act in front of her. Walking into the kitchen Laurel was measuring stuff for dinner. She looked up and smiled
âhi, y/n. the boys are surfing youâre welcome to stay and help me or watch tv. whatever you want.â
âIâd love to help you if that's okay?â laurel seemed surprised no one has ever helped her with dinner
âiâd love that. could you chop the lettuce?â she pointed to it on the cutting board
âof course, let me wash my hands.â you washed your hands and sat down at the bar starting to cut the lettuce
âdonât worry, belly went out to meet up with some girls from last year's deb ball to the boardwalk, she shouldnât be back for the next few hours.â laurel looked down at her phone, âlife 360 says sheâs there right now, you can relax.â your shoulders slumped down
âiâm sorry laurel, i just donât know what to do. belly is in love with him and itâs just a lot.â
âsteven told me that heâs making you act as friends?â you nodded
âi just agreed with him, i didnât want to upset him. and i always wanted to visit here, he told me many stories of your families and susannah.â sadness reached her eyes when you said that name
âiâm glad you came. she would love you.â she moved some ingredients to the side leaning against the counter, âsteven told me about you, i just didnât know you were you when you walked in. he told me how he has never seen conrad like this before, the smiling and the happiness. his mom's death really affected him, it affected all of us but he had the worst.â
âyeah, heâs really great. i can see when his shield is up, the car ride here he was nervous. he doesnât wanna hurt belly.â
âshe will get over it, her and jeremiah are meant for each other. susannah has known from the start.â the back door opened and the guys walked in with towels, conrad looked amazing and you always melted when he didnât have a shirt on âhey boys, dinner will be ready in like 2 hours, bellyâs out with friends.â she said that last part looking at conrad and you turned to continue chopping the lettuce
âthanks, mom, love you!â steven yelled walking up the stairs and jere followed which left one body lingering
âiâm going to go grab something from my bedroom.â laurel made an escape. conrad leaned down into you and kissed your head, which he knew you loved
âjust one night, okay baby?â you looked up and him and nodded âiâm really sorry.â the heat of his breath fanned your face
âis okay,â you whispered leaning up to kiss him and he grabbed the side of your face kissing you deeper before moving his head back
âiâm gonna tell her tonight, okay?â laurel came back down the stairs winking at you
âconrad go get ready for dinner.â
âyes maâam.â he kissed you once more and took off upstairs
Dinner went okay. There wasnât much talking going around the table. You sat next to conrad and belly was across from him. When you looked down at your plate you could feel her eyes on you and then on conrad. Steven talked most of dinner about his new job at the county club which everyone listened.
âso y/n, you have a boyfriend back home?â bellyâs question made your head pop up and you put your fork down nervously
âum, no. really not much time for that stuff with class happening.â you shifted and conrad moved his hand to rest on your thigh
âwell it seems you have enough time to hang out with three guys,â she said back
âbelly.â laurel said making belly sit back
âno, no. sheâs right.â you smiled at the girl âmy last relationship was rough, so i took a break from dating. he wasnât the best and ruined a lot of things for me.â you truthfully said and conradâs hand rubbed you softly knowing your past relationship
âoh, well iâm sorry.â belly looked around the table at everyone looking at her
ây/n actually plays almost every instrument!â steven put his glass down he took a sip of trying to change the subject
Dinner didnât go on long after that. Everyone helped clean up everything and put things up before dessert. You were in the guest bedroom grabbing a sweatshirt and the door opened slightly as you see your boyfriend step through the door and walked towards you
âhey,â he stood in front of you and put his hands on your arms âyou okay?â you nodded but didnât say anything âitâs going to be okay.â he brought you closer and wrapped his arms around you kissing your forehead âlook at me.â you lifted your head looking into his eyes âi love you.â
âi love you too.â he leaned down and kissed you softly but that didnât last when a gasp came from the doorway and both of your heads looked to see belly standing there
âbelly-â conrad started to say but she cut him off
âum, dessert is ready.â she then hurried off
âi-â he looked from you to the door then dropped his hands and took off after her making your heart drop
Of course, he would choose her. Sheâs the one that grew up with him his whole life. The one he got the see grown into a beautiful girl, prettier than you. She had a crush on him and was in love with him. There was no point, you felt like you were just a distraction at college, waiting for her.
You didnât see where they went, and you didnât go to the table for dessert. You took a walk down to the beach and down the shore before sitting down hugging your legs to your chest. As some tears went down your cheek. You didnât want to be a second option.
You sat there for about 30 minutes before a body sat down next to you. And you knew it wasnât your boyfriend but your best friend.
âheâs looking for you.â steven didnât the same sitting position as you âbellyâs pissed but youâre nothing compared to her, y/n.â you shook your head
âhe ran after her,â you muttered into your arms
âto tell her that you were dating and didnât want to hurt her.â
âi donât know steven.â you looked at him
âiâve never seen him the way he is with you. heâs happy, y/n. he talks about you 24/7 we have to ask him to shut up.â you softy laughed âhe loves you. we have never seen him love anyone like you. he constantly texts me to ask me about you so he doesnât seem a bother to you. he constantly tells us about the story of you guys meeting at the guitar store because he thinks if he didnât find you after, he would be lost in his life. i have not seen a smile on him since susannah died, you brought it back.â you smiled down at the sand and stevenâs phone went off with his ringtone for conrad
âiâll answer.â you gestured towards the phone and he handed it to you and you swiped to answer
âsteven, did you find her? fuck iâve been looking everywhere man.â his voice cracked and you knew he was on the verge of tears âi need to find her-â
âconrad.â you stopped him and he let out s breath of relief
ây/n, baby. iâm so sorry.â
âitâs okay.â
âno, itâs not. iâm sorry, okay? i told her everything and sheâs mad but i donât care. i needed to be honest.â you heard a door close on his end âyou left your phone here, you scared me when i came back to tell you, you werenât here.â
âi needed some air, steven found me, iâm safe.â you smiled at steven âconrad i love you okay?â he chuckled
âi love you more, now please come home so we can have dessert.â you laughed
âon my way handsome.â
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Roommate or boss?
part 2, part 3, part 4
Pairing: f!reader x Katsuki Bakugou.
Warnings: none, really. AND THEY WERE POSSIBLE ROOMMATES, MAYBE?
Context: 3k words. Reader is a barista and she only meets Bakugo at the end of this </3. Heâs her boss but she doesnât know. I donât delve into this tho, just so you know. Theyâre both 22.
A/N: never thought Iâd write a slow burn but I HATE not giving context. This is just me yapping with zero grammar context whatsoever. The reader is super oc in this one, but all the girl names I thought about were UGLY. Let me know what you think about it!
âNo.â
âCome onnnn itâs gonna be just this one timeâ pleads your best friend from the other end of the phone.
âOchaco, you know I hate when you pull this shitâ you reply, while putting your jacket on.
âI knowww, but listen, me and the cute guy have had NO time for ourselves lately and-â
âAnd youâre leaving me doing this assignment with who knows who? Weâre always partners for physics, you know I canât do it all alone and you canât phrase your deductions to save your life. We complete each other. Youâre my soulmate. Why are you leaving me for a guy?â you whine, while closing the door of your apartment and walking towards your car.
âItâs gonna be just this one time, I promise! Itâs not like weâre gonna fail. I think. I hopeâŠâ she mumbles.
You sigh. âIf we do fail, youâre getting your ass beaten, I am so for realâ you concede after thinking about it. You start your car and put your phone on speaker.
âBABEEE I love youuuu! You know youâre the only one for me! I promise to finally tell you all the details on Saturdayâ she squeals.
You wince. âNah, I canât this Saturday. I have to work, manager is on vacay. Maybe Sunday?â you said, knowing she will start rambling.
âY/N just leave that place, they donât even value you as a person, let alone as a worker. Plus, your manager is a bitchâ Ochaco says sternly. âI still havenât got over the fact she makes you work double shifts just because she wants to be in Bali with her new stupid tomboy. Who, by the way, cheats on her. You said so yourself, and I heard him and your colleague going at it that one time I came to visit you last week -not Momo, bless her heart, how is she by the way?- oh and he steals her money. And-â
âI need the money, and I do love to make coffees for the nice old ladies that tip meâ you interrupt your more-than-protective best friend, knowing that she could go on complaining for hours if you didnât stop her. âAlso, I just got to the cafe and Iâm already running late. Iâll text you when I get off, okay? Love youâ.
âYeah yeah. Donât overwork yourself too much, love youâ and you hang up.
You and Ochaco have been friends since you were babies. Your parents were neighbours back in your hometown, and your moms coincidentally got pregnant in a span of 2 months apart from each other. You have been attached to the hip all of your school years, and fortunately you have been accepted at the same campus at university. You moved to different apartments because you wanted to be independent, but you are still living pretty near each other. You are enrolled in literature, while Ochaco has a passion for astronomy; you had chosen physics as a bonus class for some extra credits since Ochaco said it would be easy and you trusted her, but she didnât take into consideration that you failed math throughout all of high school, and she had to save your ass multiple times in the past. Youâll never forget her face when she got an 86% on one of the graded tests she did for you: she was so disappointed she made you ask the professor to redo the test, which you barely knew the basics of. She got 100%, and the professor congratulated you (her) for being such an overachiever. You never felt more ashamed of yourself and proud of your best friend at the same time. On the other hand, she made you do her English essays on a monthly basis, so she really wasnât in the place to complain about doing all the dirty work for you.
You had partnered up with her since she was a genius, but she met this âcute guyâ a month ago and was head over heels for him. She still hasnât said his name to you, all you know is that he is a part of the physics course and he apparently just stole your assignment partner.
You sigh inwardly. Sometimes you wished love could come to you as easily as it comes to Ochaco. She is a lover girl at heart, nicer than anybody could ever hope to be, but she sure could bite if she had to. She has been there for some of the worst moments of your life, and you have done the same for her. You really didnât know what you would do without her. Maybe you should get her an apology pastry from the cafeâs leftovers to make up for the last two missed Saturdays (âtheyâre for the girls!â she said, and you meticulously met up every week up until you had gotten a job).
Youâre a bit distracted by thinking about her when you get into the place you work at. Itâs a cute cafe, a little bit too orange for your taste, but itâs cozy enough to make work pleasurable. Plus, itâs 5 minutes from your apartment (15 if you walk, but you are lazy). They pay on time, the coffee is good and the clientele isnât too bad. If it wasnât for-
âYouâre 32 seconds late. Youâre getting a formal complaint this timeâ says your manager, waiting for you with her arms crossed.
âPut that on the note that says I worked 8 extra hours a week for the last 5 months. Hello to you too, werenât you supposed to be in the Philippines or whatever by now?â you say sickening sweet, with the fakest smile you can muster, while you pass next to her to get to the room behind the register.
âShut your smart mouth up before I get you fired!â she almost screams. Some of the people at the table near her look at her like sheâs crazy before going back to their cappuccino.
âMy oh my miss Utsushimi, itâs not nice to use that tone before the rush hourâ you reply, giving an apologetic look at your regulars next to her.
âMpfh, whatever. Close up this place when youâre done, the boss will probably be in to ask you for the keys at the end of your shift. Iâll be MIA for the next two weeks, byeâ she says to you. Then she turns around and smiles sweetly at the clients who previously looked at her with distaste and lies âpregnancy hormones I hope, me and my man are trying for a baby, Iâm sorry for scaring you!â. You know damn well she had an IUD appointment last week, because she made you work instead of working herself. Fake bitch.
Without saying anything else, she leaves the place.
âI hate her ass so muchâ, says someone next to you.
You snicker. âWho doesnât, Momo?â you face her with a genuine smile.
âNever leave me alone with her ever again, you know I canât survive this place without you, work wifeyâ she kisses your cheek fast, before going back to making coffee for a client at the register.
âOchaco will be hearing about this and sheâll slap youâ you laugh heartily.
âI love her too, sheâs my work wifeyâs wifey, so sheâs basically my wifeyâ she winks at you.
After a few more laughs here and there, you both go back to work like usual.
A couple of hours pass and itâs closing time. Momo waves you goodbye, clocking out. âIâm so tired I could sleep on the floor right nowâ she whines.
âYeah, how about no. Letâs go, babe. We donât want to drag Y/Nâs timeâ says her boyfriend, Shoto, who shoots you a nod of acknowledgement before placing a hand on her lower back and escorting her out of the cafe. âI remember suffering at closing times, letâs leave her be and go homeâ he nudges your colleague, smiling down at her. He has been inside the cafe a lot in the years youâve worked here, sometimes picking Momo up. Momo says he was one of the best bartenders the cafe ever had, but he found a job that payed him more and he decided to leave. You couldnât blame him.
âSee you soon, you two lovebirds!â you reply, waving a hand of your own.
Now all alone since even the waiters have gone home, you clean up the counter before packing up the pastry for Ochaco.
âDamn, I have to wait for the boss to give him the keysâ you remember, rubbing your face.
You wait 45 minutes before a redhead makes his way into the cafe. He seems busy on the phone with someone.
âIâm here, let me just get- fuck no I donât wanna talk to Camie about it, Baku- no, wait- fire? Are you going to take her place and finally come down here like the boss you are? Yes, I know- what? And where would we- what do I have to do with all of this? No, Iâm going home- fuck, he hung upâ the man sighs, before turning his body towards you.
âSorry to have kept you waiting, not really manly from meâ he smiles, looking sorry.
âOh donât worry about it!â your smile was really stretched, and you think he notices, because he says âsorryâ again. âThe manager said to give you the keys. So youâre the boss?â you say politely, stretching your hand with the keys towards him.
Youâve seen him multiple times, heâs a regular. He always gets the same order (one black coffee and one hot chocolate with extra cinnamon), and he always tips you and Momo well. Today he seems distressed.
âI wouldnât wish to be the boss, to be fair. You could say Iâm his right hand. Whereâs Camie? Boss needs to talk to her in private before next week comesâ he sighs.
âShe said sheâll be gone for two weeksâ you reply, confused.
âAnd who said she could do that?â Kirishima, you think thatâs his name since youâve written it on his order just yesterday, looks at you in disbelief. You shrug. âI donât ask. The less I know about her, the better I feel about working hereâ. You start to pack your things up, before going towards the door with the man following behind you closely.
âThis is nuts. I hate doing job interviewsâ he mumbles fast, turning the key in the lock. You raise an eyebrow, what is he even talking about?
âDo you live near? If not, I could give you a ride. Iâd hate losing the only barista who makes boss manâs drink good enough to not make him pissyâ he says, while pointing to his car.
You laugh. âItâs just a hot chocolate. Tell him he should try it with a few drops of hot sauce in it. Sounds disgusting but itâs actually pretty good. Also donât worry, I live just down the streetâ. He nods and you wave each other goodbye.
âIt does sound horrible. Thanks again for waiting, see you tomorrow for the same exact order I always makeâ he grins, then gets in his car and drives away, not after seeing you get in your car as well.
Once at home you call Ochaco, whoâs âbeen worried sick, you never get home this lateâ.
âY/N you seriously need a roommate. Did you even eat?â she reprimands.
You sigh. âI have to meet someone tomorrow. But you know, girls tend to look at you weirdly when you say you need them to know how to cook. They feel like youâre looking for a maid. Like, I canât eat sandwiches every day like I did with the last roommate I hadâ you explain while opening your fridge. Sausages and smashed potatoes from yesterday will do the job for today.
âThe psycho who thought vegetables made her look weak? Freakâ you hear your best friend snicker. âAt what time are they coming over?â
You groan and say â8 am. Itâs a guy this time. Who wakes up before 8 am at uni? Heâs already lost 2 points for thisâ while gulping down your food.
Ochacoâs snicker is now a full laugh. âPeople who have their lives together, maybe? But pay attention, males scare meâ she replies quieting down.
âYeah yeah. Iâm gonna sleep now, text me the deets for Sunday, okay?â you clean your plate and go to the bathroom to wash your teeth.
âWill doooo. Good night, babeâ she smooches on the mic before hanging up.
After making sure you locked your apartment door, you go to your bed, where you manage to fall asleep in thirty seconds.
The next morning youâre brutally awakened by the sound of your doorbell. You look at your phone screen: 7:42 am.
âWho the fuck is it now?â you grumble, before going down the stairs and looking through your peephole.
âShitty hair I swear if this takes me more than 10 minutes⊠she hasnât even opened the door. Yeah, she said 8 am, who cares if Iâm early? I AM NOT the only one awake on a Saturday morning. Yâall are just lazy fucksâ a blonde rudely says into his phone. You can hear him talking loudly from behind the door. You widen your eyes, before screaming âcoming! Give me 5 minutes!â and rushing towards your bathroom to make yourself presentable. âFuck, I forgot about the roommate appointmentâ you whine, while putting on a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie. At least they are clean.
You open the door to find a broad man staring at you menacingly. Heâs kinda tall, kinda (really) fit, kinda underdressed for the winter. Kinda hot, too.
âHi, how can I help you?â you offer him the nicest smile your still sleepy mind can muster.
He looks you up and down, before focusing on your face and levelling you with an indifferent look.
âYou must be Y/N. Iâm Katsuki Bakugo, we had to meet at 8 am for the spare room offer. I've been here for 15 minutesâ he gruffly declares.
You add ârudeâ to your list of âkindaâ. You donât like his tone. -1 point.
âYeah, and itâs 7:48â you bite back, your smile faltering while shaking his outstretched hand. Heâs definitely going to the gym with the callouses he has.
âCome in, Iâll let you see what youâre getting yourself intoâ, you say, opening your door more.
You live in a nice apartment, you think. Thereâs a nice kitchen with a nice island that also serves as a table in front of it, a blueish couch in front of the tv, and a couple of steps that bring you to a corridor with three doors: your room, the spare one and the bathroom.
You describe everything while he stays in absolute silence next to you. It makes you feel uneasy. -1 point.
You just finished showing him the bathroom and are ready to tell him you donât think heâs a good suitor when he finally speaks up.
âAnd how much do you pay for this shit?â he asks. Nice voice, you think. Gravelly and rough enough to not sound annoyingly forced. +1 point.
â500 a monthâ you reply, while returning to the kitchen.
âYour shower needs some work done, it leaks. Also, mold is starting to show on the bathroom ceiling, might wanna check on that. Your oven looks unusable in the condition itâs in. Small tv. At least youâre clean from what I've seenâ he begins to say.
You frown and turn to look at him. Did this bitch talk for the first time in 15 minutes only to complain?
âDo you even know how to cook with said oven?â you say, ignoring everything else he just said, and giving him a nasty look.
He tsks. âYes. Is this your way of asking me to cook you fucking breakfast? I donât eat with lazy people who get out of bed at 11 amâ he makes sure to say.
You scoff. Men really do find the audacity to say stuff like this nowadays? It seems like you've been out of the loop for too much.
âYou showed up early. Itâs a sign of disrespect, you know? Also no, I know how to fix myself something. I just donât want you to burn my kitchen down to a crisp and smell takeout whenever I get homeâ you say in the rudest way you find possible.
He smirks before saying âmight wanna check on that fucking attitude of yours too before I poison your foodâ, tapping your shoulder to get you out of the way and take out some pans. You showed him where to find them earlier on.
âWhat the fuck are you doing?â you say in disbelief. âThis is still my kitchen. Get outâ.
He rolls his eyes. âIâm making you fucking breakfast to say sorry for interrupting your princess sleep. Just make coffee while I come up with something. If you know how to make it, that isâ he doesnât even look at you while getting eggs, milk and bread out of the fridge.
Youâre baffled. Heâs making himself at home when you didnât even say he was accepted.
âWait, youâre still not-â
âI'll give you the money at the start of every month. Iâll paint the walls of the room, I hate that fucking green, but painters are scammers so Iâm doing it myself. Iâm clean, Iâll just need a spare key in a matter of days to take my shit here. Iâll keep myself in my room if you keep yourself in yours. Any further requests?â he interrupts you, assembling his french toasts on the pan.
Youâre even more stunned. But youâve always been quick with your thoughts, so you come up with something.
âIâll say yes if those french toasts are good. If theyâre not, your ass is outâ you say, still not looking at him, while making coffee.
âMight say yes if you know how to make a hot chocolate from scratch instead of the poor coffee that machine will makeâ he watches you from the corner of his eye. You scoff, youâre a barista nonetheless: who does he think heâs talking to? Meanwhile, he could swear he knew you from somewhere.
âDealâ.
âDealâ.
Neither to say, the french toasts were ânot that badâ and your hot chocolate was âbarely fucking acceptableâ.
#bakugo katuski#bakugou katsuki#bnha#barista au#bakugo fluff#i guess#how do you tag#bakugou x you#bakugo x reader#katsuki bakugo x reader#and they were roommates#bakugo knows how to cook in this one
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Surprise
Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x mom!wife! Reader
Warnings: just fluff
Summary: Surprising Lewis with little Hamiltonâs first time in the paddock.
Lewis and I met in Spain when we were on vacation.
I was on vacation from my job and he was on summer break and by some kind of miracle we met in a bar.
I was alone drinking while my friends were dancing, I was excited that we were going to go out until minutes before my ex-boyfriend had the courage to send me an invitation to his wedding with the woman he cheated on me with.
My mother had sent me a message warning me because the address he knew was the address of my parents' house.
So this let me down completely.
Not that I was still in love with that idiot, far from it, but the fact that he had the courage to invite me made me realize that I have spent three years of my life with that person who didn't even deserve one month of my time.
And that's when Lewis showed up, I guess the fact that he found a sad woman in a bar, drinking alone on a Friday night caught his attention.
That's when we started talking and I as a person completely uninterested in any kind of sport didnât knew who he was, in fact I only found out months later that we were already talking.
He didn't hide who he was, in fact he told me both his name and what he did, but he didn't specify that he was a formula 1 driver and that he was one of the best ones that existed.
We exchanged numbers and talked for months until he was in England for a race and invited me to go, this was when I fell in love with the sport but also where I realized how much damage it would do to my life just to be seen with him.
People found my social medias which at the time were bombarded with horrible comments about me and my appearance and that it was impossible for him to be with a person like me.
It was then where I became terrified and distanced myself a bit from him because of this. After much insistence he managed to convince me to go out to dinner with him.
That same night he was honest with me, that if we decided to try to have a relationship unfortunately it would be like that, people hating me without even knowing me and telling lies about me.
In other circumstances I would have walked away because this life of being known was not for me, I liked being unknown to the public eye and that the amount of people who would judge me would be less than being the girlfriend of the most famous Formula One driver.
But I knew that if I didn't take the risk I would miss out on one of the best things that would happen in my life, and now I'm sure I would have regretted it.
Lewis and I have been together for 5 years now, and every day I realize how much in love with him I am.
The first years of our relationship were very hectic, the weeks away for races and events, the thousands of messages exchanged during the day and FaceTime calls at night, and those were also the most complicated years of the relationship.
It was like a test, a test to know if the relationship would survive the thousands of lies about betrayal from both parts, the manipulated photos to look like things that werenât true, the nights of crying and tears for not knowing what to believe even though we were absolutely sure that everything was just a big lie.
I'm sure these years were essential for both of us to learn to trust each other.
ââââââ
It was the weekend of the Silverstone GP and I had lied to Lewis that I couldn't go because I had a lot of work to do, but in fact here was Luke and I in the car heading to the track.
Lucas Hamilton was our 3 year old son. This would be his father's first race that he would be watching straight from the garage.
When we found out that I was pregnant, we agreed that above all, Luke would be preserved from the toxicity of the internet. His fans knew that he existed and also knew his name because when he was born we thought it was only fair that the fans knew about him from us and not from the paparazzi, but they had never seen more than a small body in the pictures we posted.
Lewis had already shown interest in taking the little one to watch him race but I still didn't feel comfortable about showing him to the world, but I knew how much he wanted me to go this weekend and I also knew how upset he was that I couldn't go.
So nothing better than to surprise him with our presence plus Luke's first time.
Toto had helped me with the plan, sent me the paddock passes and let the security guards know that I would be here.
I got out of the car, I put the paddock passes on mine and Lukeâs neck and carefully pulled him out of the car.
"Where's daddy?" He asks as soon as I lock the car and we start walking towards the paddock.
"We're going to go see him now okay?" He agrees and takes my hand again as soon as we enter the paddock
As soon as they recognized me the cameras all turned to me and with Lewis Hamilton's faceless son along it was as if the photographers multiplied.
As we were getting close to the garage, Lewis was coming out of it with Roscoe along with him and as soon as Luke saw him he let go of my hand and came out screaming.
"Daddy." Lewis recognized that little voice on and he opened the most beautiful smile as soon as he saw his son running up to him, even Roscoe started barking.
"Hey buddy." He bent down and picked him up on his hip. "What are you doing here?"
"Me and mommy came to see you." He says excitedly and soon he sees me. "I missed you daddy."
"I missed you too buddy." Just then the three of them come toward me. "You said you were going to work."
"I lied, I wanted to surprise you."
"You sure surprised me." He gives me a kiss.
"It's bad to lie mommy."
"It really is, isnât." Lewis says in a teasing tone. "We're going to have to ground Mommy."
"That's right."
"Are you taking your father's side?" He agrees.
Luke was definitely a daddy's boy, besides being an exact copy of Lewis, even more now that heâs bigger, the only thing thatâs the same as me is the eyes, Lewis has dark eyes and mineâs are green.
"Daddy can I sit in your car?"
"Of course you can, letâs ask uncle Toto to give you some gloves too, come on."
We pulled into the garage where Lewis put Luke into the car, after we were together for a while Lewis had to go because the race was going to start and when he won we ran to the front of the podium where as soon as he jump out of the car he came running over to where we were.
And I could have sworn that this race was the most special one for him.
Bonus scene!
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Y/nhamilton The best Weekend we had in a long time. Me and Luke had the best time here in Silverstone and thereâs nothing better than an F1 race, specially when daddy win the race.
Thanks to everyone that came to support my husband, Lewis and our family really appreciate the love.
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LewisHamilton thanks for everything, you are the best mama and Iâm so lucky to have you. Thanks for bringing our baby boy to the race.
Y/nhamilton we love you so much
Sebastianvettel so nice to see the two of you this weekend, beautiful family
Y/nhamilton thank you Seb, we have to plan a meeting with the kids
Yourmom miss you guys so much, the three of you have to come visit. He also looks a lot like Lewis.
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Mr. Blue Sky
Charles Leclerc x Reader x Max Verstappen
Genre: Fluff
Request: Yes, I loved every second of this. Y'all are welcome to send me your own ideas :)
Summary: After Max gets cheated on, he can't stand being in the house where it happened. Reader and Charles take him in and show him he's still loved.
Warnings: cheating
Notes: No hate to Kelly. I just needed this as a plot point.
Fun fact: my mom calls Valentineâs Day âlegislative love dayâ and will only do any remotely related activities on the 15th because she has a point to prove.
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The sound of Charles' phone buzzing at an ungodly hour is what you woke up to. The room is still pitch black, and you can hardly make out Charles in the bed.
He rolls over and pucks up the phone. "It's Max." He states. Voice filled with the sleep from which he was dragged.
He answers the phone, and you curl up into him, hoping to listen in. "Max? Are you-"
You can hear faint mumbling and the occasional choked sob on the other end of the line. "Breathe, Max. I'm going to come get you. Can you stay on the phone with me?" Charles is throwing off the covers and looking for his car keys.
You look at Charles for some sort of answer. To which Charles pulls the phone away from his ear and kisses your head. "Kelly cheated. I'm going to go get him."
You nod your head in understanding. You clamber out of bed and see Charles off to the door.
Your grateful that Monte Carlo is a small city and that it doesnât take long for him to come back. His body shouldering a drunk Max through the door.
Max is no coherent and reeks of alcohol. His eyes are puffy and his cheeks tear stained. His lips tremble as them mutter words neither of you can understand.
Your heart hearts for him. You and Charles had made an effort to be around the Dutch. You both actively became friends with him and found yourselves in each others company often.
And did you both end up falling for the same pair of blue eyes? Yes.
It was actually Charles who brought it up first. Youâd never considered the idea of being with more then one person. Then you got to know Max and you found yourself considering more often then youâd admit.
Neither of you knew if Max would ever be into that and neither of you wanted to ask. The possibility of ruining what is currently a good friendship was not on the to-do list. Plus, he had Kelly and P.
You shake of your thoughts and help Charles get Max into the guest bed. You and him do your best at cleaning him up and making him comfortable despite the fact he is less then cooperative.
When you two are finally back in your own bed, Charles sighs in pained defeat. âShe cheated on him while he was out with P.â
You cringe in disgust. âHas it been going on long?â
âApparently so. About four months.â Charles climbs further into the blankets and pulls you into his chest. âHe gave her the apartment. He was out late because he didnât know where to go.â
âWe could offer him a place here for the time being.â You suggest. The slightest hint of a smirk playing on your lips.
âPretty sure you are just wanting to see more of him.â He chuckles. âBut yes, I think itâs a good offer until he figures things out.â
âDonât lie, you stare at him all the time! Youâre going to be the one who outs us.â
âShush amour. Iâm exhausted and I know you are also. Now sleep.â
~
The week brings interesting events. Max does take the offer to move in, though heâs been quiet and reserved since he started staying with you. Max, Charles, and Lando went back to, now Kellyâs apartment, to get his stuff.
He comes back into the house crying. His heart shattered and the apartment a mere reminder of the events that occurred.
Your grateful itâs the off season and Max will hopefully have some time to process before the start of the new season. You and Charles donât push him and give him space when he needs. Though you also invade when you can see heâs spiraling. Desperate attempts at not letting him go into those dark places are often just you being in the same room as him.
~
By the time Christmas rolls around, heâs doing the slightest bit better. Heâs been out of the room more and you havenât had to force him to eat. He decorates the apartment with you and Charles.
Itâs disastrous.
The three of you canât stop laughing at the mess youâve made of the decor.
The three of you spend Christmas Eve with Charlesâ family. Max hadnât wanted to go home to his less then festive father and Victoria was away with her in-laws.
You obviously werenât going to leave him alone and Pascale had been thrilled when he said heâd come to dinner.
You could tell he felt awkward and out of place at first, but everyone did their best to make him feel welcome. Soon he was relaxing, sipping on his drink and engaging in conversation.
~
Christmas and new years had gone by to fast. January had now descended and the cold weather had yet to completely let up.
Originally you thought Max would be out by now. That heâd want his own space as soon as possible. Itâs not like he couldnât afford it. Yet he stayed and you and Charles welcomed him in.
Max was seemed like he was healing. His eyes had regained their light. The one they lost those first days of December. He definitely hadnât moved one though. You and Charles could still hear the soft sniffles from his room at night.
He may be smiling, but heâs still broken hearted.
The most interesting new additions are the cats. The felines that are Maxâs children. He would probably murder for his cats and become the next John Wick. There is something wholesome and sweet about his interactions with his pets.
Charles on the other hand has a bad relationship with animals in general. Small felines included. He like them, they just donât like him back yet. Max has been letting him feed them until they realize he is nice.
You also have learned that you can share meal prep with Max. Youâd banned Charles from it after he tried once and failed miserably. Max isnât the best in the kitchen, but he helps out and cooks some nights.
~
February. The month of love.
Everything around reminds Max of what happened. How he will not be doing anything special for the holiday. He doesnât even want to go out of the apartment and you and Charles have to drag him to go get fresh air.
The fateful day comes around and you and Charles have agreed to keep it small.
Corny, sweet, and romantic is Charles definition of a good day and treats you accordingly.
You try to get Max to come eat something but end up just leaving it at the door.
Despite what people may think, Max is romantic at heart. Charles learned this last year when the Monegasque asked him if he was doing anything with Kelly for the holiday.
You and Charles are lounging on the sofa with a movie playing in the background. His arm draped around you and mouth pressing silly kisses along your jaw.
âI can feel your worry radiating from here.â Charles stops his kisses and you roll your eyes at him in response.
âHeâs not eaten all day and Iâve heard him crying. Just wish I could help is all.â
Charles hums in your ear. âWe could see if he wants a distraction.â He punctuates his sentence with a cheeky smile.
âCharles Perceval Leclerc! You can not seriously be suggesting what I think you are.â You playfully bat his arm. âI highly doubt he would neither want that or like that.â
âHow about we ask and then go from there.â
âI think you just want him to fuck you.â This time itâs your turn to give a cheeky smile.
~
This is definitely not how you envisioned asking Max about this would go. His teary eyes havenât looked away from Charles since the pretty male started talking.
This left you in an odd place of trying to read his reactions and getting absolutely nothing.
âWe donât have to do this if you donât want to or if youâre not into it. We would completely understand.â Charles laughs but you can tell heâs nervous. His body language betrays him.
Max looks between the two of you like heâs considering something. âYouâre telling me youâve both been crushing on me since last year? And I didnât notice?â
âYouâre very oblivious at times.â You shrug.
âThatâs fair but also not the point.â Max stands up out of the bed and starts pacing. âI just donât understand why me. You two are amazing people and youâre so great together.â
âY/N has a numbered list of reasons in her phone that weâve created in case this ever happened.â Charles looks at you expectantly but Your already pulling up the list.
â-please donât read it Iâm already blushing and that will make it worse. Maybe one day but not now.â
All of you freeze at the fact he insinuated a future.
âDoes this mean you like us back?â Charles almost purrs. Heâs so flirty now but if this goes farther then just a confession tonight heâll be stuttering and weak in the knees. You know from experience.
Max is the stuttering mess right now however. Heâs lost all of his words and is simply gesturing with his hands.
âBreathe Maxy, take your time.â He manages a few and usable to get a grip on his thoughts.
âIâve to confess something first.â You both look at him expectedly but donât push him. âThe reason Kelly cheated on me is because sheâd found a journal of mine. It was a thing my therapist told me to do and so I did. When you two started coming around more, I fell hard. For both of you. I wrote about to hopefully understand myself better and get the thoughts out of my head but they stayed and I hated myself for it. She read it and thought I cheated first so she just did it back.â
Heâs in the verge of tears again but you and Charles can only stare Iâd utter disbelief. Apparently, both of you are also oblivious.
âPlease say something.â
âI think it must be fate.â Again that smirk is tugging at Charles lips.
The air in the room is replaced by a new tension. The kind Charles was originally insinuating before you three started talking.
âSo about that proposal thenâŠâ
Valentineâs Day definitely couldnât have ended any better.
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What He Won't
Summary: After being cheated on by Steve, you discover you're pregnant. When you and Bucky hear his reaction, Bucky comes up with an idea.
What to expect: angsty stuff, fluff?
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You stood in your room in your tiny apartment â looking in the mirror and rubbing your belly. Your heart ached when you thought about the life that this little one had ahead of them. Although you knew you loved them more than life itself, they would have to know nothing of their birth father because after all, he didnât love you anymore, so why would he love them?
           âLetâs go to work, peanut,â you sighed. It had been a two months since you discovered Steve had been cheating on you, and he and the âother girlâ were now official. They were a real item with the public â described as the âperfect couple.â Those who knew what had happened gave Steve shit for it for a little while, but when you seemed to be moving on with your life, they did as well. However, all of that changed yesterday when you were told by the doctor that you were currently three months pregnant. You hadnât told anyone yet. How could you? You wouldâve hated to ruin Captain Americaâs perfect new relationship. You knew they needed to know, however. Youâd start showing soon, and you even had the prenatal paternal DNA test done just in case Steve tried to deny it was his.
           You pulled up to the tower and got out â making sure your oversized shirt covered anything that may be showing. You made a beeline to your office and got settled in â breathing a sigh of relief when you finally sat down. You were early into your pregnancy, but your feet and back were already killing you. Mustâve been a side effect of carrying a super soldier baby. You closed your eyes for a moment before having to get up and sprint to the bathroom. Another side effect of a super soldier baby is the super soldier amounts of nausea. After all, it was these symptoms that made you go to the doctor in the first place.
           âEverything okay?â A warm and familiar voice called out from the other side of the door. It was Bucky. Of all the Avengers, he was the one who was still furious with his best friend. He was the only one to still show you sympathy after what Steve had put you through. âAre you sick? I can take you home if you need.â
           âN-No, thanks,â you managed to respond through heaving breaths. âIâm-Iâll be okay.â
You flushed the toilet, washed your mouth out, and scrubbed your hands before opening the door up to the one person you considered a friend right now.
âHey,â he greeted you softly, âwhatâs going on?â
You shook your head and sat down, tears starting to collect in your eyes and falling before you could stop them. âWhy couldnât it have been you?â you asked in a whisper â looking down at your stomach that was still flat for the most part.
âWhy couldnât have what been me?â Bucky asked with a confused tone, one of his eyebrows raised.
You closed your eyes and took in a deep breath before looking back up to the soldier. âWhy does Steve have to be the father?â
âWhatâre youââ
Before he could finish his question, you interrupted him by sliding the envelope towards him. His eyes widened as he read the results of the tests. âYouâre pregnant?â
You nodded tearfully. âWith Steveâs baby,â you clarified. âThatâs heâs not gonna want.â
âWe donât know that,â Bucky argued carefully. âHe may want to be involvedâŠmay regret what he did to you.â
You shook your head and scoffed. âI donât want my baby to be used to make him feel bad.â
âWant me to go with you to tell him?â Bucky offered.
You looked down â the feeling of your world crashing was heavier than you anticipated. âWhat if he doesnât want anything to do with them?â
Bucky reached his hand over the table and grabbed yours â holding it carefully within his own. âThen Iâll help you figure something out.â
You exhaled â trusting Bucky to be able to help you figure out what to do if Steve claimed to not want to be involved. Â He lead you through the compound, finally finding Steve cuddled up with his new girlfriend on the sofa of the large gathering room and watching TV.
âHey,â Bucky called out nonchalantly â letting you keep your distance at the door. âWe need to talk.â He lightly slapped his best friendâs shoulder â causing him to look up at him and then over at the door.
           âSeriously?â Steve sighed and rolled his eyes. âYouâre still tryinâ to do this?â
âNah, man,â he argued, âthis is different.â
Steve motioned for the girl in his arms to leave the room, and only when she was gone did you begin to approach the two men. You stayed close to Bucky â feeling safe with him nearby.
âSo, what?â Steve shrugged. âYou two a thing now?â
âNo,â you answered forwardly â glaring down at the man who shattered your heart.
Bucky tossed the envelope containing all of the information he needed to know at his best friend. âRead it.â
Steve sat up on the sofa and started to read over the paperwork. His facial expression began to change almost immediately when he realized what was being told to him. You watched him react silently to the news and all of the tests. You swore you could see a trace of guilt and regret behind his blue eyes. Part of you hoped heâd start apologizing profusely â purely because you wanted the ball in your court. When the ultrasound appeared in his hand from the envelope his hand came up and covered his mouth.
âWhat did I do?â he whispered to himself â looking at the image of the peanut-sized being that was currently growing inside you.
âWeâre not here to bullshit around with you,â Bucky cut off his self-pitying episode. âIf you donât want to be involved, she deserves to know.â
âI donâtâŠI donât know,â Steve muttered. âItâs a lot.â
You scoffed and snatched the envelope from him â carefully placing the documents back inside. âIâll take that as a no. Have fun with your new girlfriend.â
Unable to stand being near him anymore, you left the room with the envelope clutched tightly to your chest, and without another word, Bucky followed you out into the hallway. He pulled you into his arms and held you close as you broke down into a million pieces once again.
âIâll do it,â Bucky offered â rubbing your back gently. âIâll do what he wonât.â
âWhat?â you asked through your tears.
âBe in their life,â he specified. âAs a father.â
âBuckâŠI canât ask that of you,â you tried to argue.
âYouâre not asking,â he corrected, âIâm offeringâŠI said Iâd help you figure out what to do if he didnât wanna be involved.â
You were obviously thrown off by the request he had made, but there was no denying that the way the soldier was looking at and speaking to you somehow helped the million tiny pieces of your heart begin to find their way back together.
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Summary: You donât know how you got to the point where Jace was just⊠living there with you⊠you liked it though
Warnings: Cursing, cheating, adultery, talks about body shaming, therapy, misogynistic undertones (âman of the houseâ and whatnot), Harwin is not a good person on this⊠and Jace isnât either, implied tampering with birth control, spy cameras, a bit creepiness, alcohol consumption, reader is a bit drunk in some parts, masturbation, fingering, inappropriate relationship, smut, oral sex (m receiving)
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Notes: OH MY! things are heating up, I really donât want to drag this along hehe, I want to just get to the good part
He knew that he had to bid his time, that he needed to draw you in, but as he sneaked a peek at you, he got so temptedâŠ
He had picked a movie called âthe boy next doorâ, in which a separated woman who is going through a divorce, moves to a small town where she starts an affair⊠with the 20 year old boy next door. You looked away at the very hot sex scene between them
The mom was interpreted by a famous actress, a singer, a hot, mature one.
You were acting so coy, looking away, Jace got painfully hard just by looking at you. You had âmade yourself comfortableâ, wearing some black cotton leggings that did nothing to hide your delicious thighs and ass. and that sweater too big for you
Now you were curled up on the couch, nursing your beer.
Jace could bet you thought it was hot, thatâs why you were so embarrassed, the best part is that he was older than the guy in the movie, and you were way younger than herâŠ
Jace always thought it was creepy how there was a huge age gap between you and Harwin, and a much lesser one between you and him.Â
âYou didnât like the movie?â, he asked, making you jump. You laughed coyly
âItâs goodâ, you muttered, nodding and taking a sip, âa bit kinky Jaceâ
âOh rightâ, he mocked, you were twenty nine, a week shy of turning thirty, you were not an old woman, you were barely getting startedÂ
Why couldnât you see that?â
He put on his best puppy dog face
âYeah, itâs awkwardâ, he muttered, turning towards you, âcan I ask you a question?â, he asked, when the actress was whining about her cheating ex-husband
âYeahâ, you said, smiling encouragingly at him
âWhat happened between you and Harwin?â, Harwin, not dad, he couldnât have you connecting those dots tonightÂ
You took a sip of your second beer
âItâs complicated Jaceyâ, you said softly
âIâm sure you can work it outâ, he said dismissively, he was being risky, but he needed to know, he needed to know by your own words what happened, and then he could exploit itÂ
âIâm not so sureâ, you whispered, taking yet another sip of beer, Jace had you exactly where he wanted you
âWhy did you kick him out?â, he asked then
âJace..â
âWhat did he do that was so bad?â, he said innocently
âWell. we drew apart last year and⊠well, he was feeling lonely I guess, I was too occupied with AereaâŠâ, Jace blood was boiling, he couldnât believe was he was hearing, you were trying to soften the fact that the bastard had cheated on you, only for him to hear, his son
Gods you were so fucking good
So nice
He couldnât wait to keep you full of his cock, because if you kept that up, you are never going to refuse him once he starts fucking youÂ
âHe felt lonely?â, he couldnât keep the ruse up for long, âwhat does that mean?â
âJace I really donât want to speak ill of your fatherâ, you whisperedÂ
âHe cheated on you, didnât he?â, he asked, and to you, he was appearing completely heart broken, like he just learned his hero had done something terrible
Jace should be an actor
âWellâŠâ
âWhat a cunt!â, he cursed
âJace, he is your father!â, you chided, âhe cheated on me, not youâ
âHow could he?â, he continued, âhow could he cheat on you? you are beautiful, smart, funny, hot as hellâ
âJace!â, you said, embarrassed that he would call you that⊠hot as hell. what a joke
âWhy would he?â, he asked again, âhe must be insane!â
âWell Jace, my pregnancy wasnât easy, and women bodies change when they⊠get pregnant, and after they give birthâ, you whispered, remember sadly how Harwin loved to make the baby, but not as much once she was about to be born or already here, when your body started changingÂ
âYou canât be serious!â, he snapped, âyou are blaming yourself?â
âI shouldnât have told youâ, you said, feeling guilty
âIâm glad you didâ, he made his play, he placed a hand on your shoulder, and your raised your gaze again to look at him wide-eyed, âhe has never stopped disappointing me, this doesnât surprise meâ, he admitted, âbut Iâm glad I can be here for youâ
âThank youâ, you said, smiling softly, he caressed your arm
âHe doesnât deserve you, or Aereaâ, he whispered, âcome hereâ, he was all in, you smiled and happily scooched over to his open arms, to hug him
A seemingly kind, warm gesture
âIâm glad you are here Jaceyâ, you whisperedÂ
âIâm glad to be here to keep you companyâ, he said against the top of your head, âyou deserve better, a man that cares for you, desires you, takes care of your daughterâŠâ
âThank you Jacey, and I have to say, you and your brothers will always be welcomed in my homeâ
. . .
Tonight had gone way better than he expected
Through the camera in your room, Jace could you tossing and turning in your bed, it was still hot outside, you were sleeping in these flimsy cotton shorts, and you accommodated yourself placing the sheet between your thighs, you bend your back, popping out your ass
Fuck
He was already hard
He took out his cock, already weeping, and he started squeezing it and stroking
You were right there
Just two rooms over
He could go, open the door, rip your shorts off your body, and fuck you
He know youâd love it, you were so deprived of physical love and affection
He needed to exploit it
He touched himself at the visual of the two of you, when you hugged him over the couch, he imagined you raised your head then, looking up at him with those doe eyes of yours, he imagined grabbing your jaw and devouring you, kissing you hungrily.
He thought about pushing down on your back and him jumping over you, ready to eat you whole, ripped off your clothes and go at it right on the living room
He imagined how tight you would feel around him, as he snapped his hips into you over and over, oh! the sounds you could make, he had to cover your mouth with his big hand, to not wake Aerea
As he looked down at your desperate face, when he finally finds that spot inside you, your eyes would roll off to the back of your head, as heâd feel his hand wet with your saliva, your mouth open in desperation against his palm
Those tits of your, finally released from his prison, would be moving to the rhythm of his thrustsÂ
His big, fat cock in and out of you as he fucked you as deeply as he could goÂ
But once he started he would stop there, he would release you, taking himself out of you with no warning, making you whine and cling onto him, begging him for more
He knows he had you then
So he would grab you roughly, he wanted to see your ass now, he would turn you around so youâd be in all fours for him, and he would fuck you again, your round ass there in his grasp⊠your skin jiggling when the thrusted into you
Fuck
It was embarrassing to admit how fast he cummed, knowing you were just a few feet away from him
. . .
Soon another week ran past, Jace was coming and going from your house to his, now he couldnât point blankly stay in your place, he had to return to his own home
But he came back⊠regularly
It was true, at least, the business part. He had invested most of his savings on this enterprise with his friend Cregan Stark, but it was just so perfect to use it for his own benefit
Apparently your interview had also played out, because now you were working, Aerea was in daycare, and Jace was currently on a videochat with his friend and business partner
âWell Jace, normally I would be against my best friend baby trapping some woman but phweetâ, he whistled, âshe is deliciousâ
âIsnât she?â, he purred, he felt so proud of himself, he had sent his friend pictures, boasting about you like you were already his, and you somehow were, in his mind, âShe is so fucking naive, and sweet, gods!â
Cregan laughed through the computerÂ
âDamn, and how do you plan on getting her thoughâ
âWell, the devilâs in the details, I already have access to her place, her daughterâŠâ
âYou half sisterâ, mocked Cregan
âAlready calls me dada, and adores me, Iâve already made myself indispensable at her homeâ, he continued, âshe is totally dependant on me to do all the âtoughestâ things around the houseâÂ
âGood goodâ, he purred, âso after it is all done.. what are you going to do?â
âWell, our company is going to be up there isnât it?â
âYou plan on moving her here?â
âWhen we start our relationshipâŠâ
âWhen you knock her up you mean..â
âI don't think she would want to stay here near all the people that know us soâŠâ
âGoodâ, his friend seemed pleased
He heard you coming in the house then, and Jace got jumpy
âShe is here, gotta go..â, he whispered
âWell Jace, good meeting, Iâll send you the details of the first shipmentâ
âAnd I will have those sheets for laterâŠâ, he said, continuing their conversation from beforeÂ
âGreatâ, you waved at him from behind the counter, and he smiled back, Aerea came rushing in
âDADDY!â, She greeted, and Jace couldnât be happier, he grabbed her and showed her to Cregan through the camera
âHiâ, greeted Aerea
âAnd whoâs that?â, teased Cregan, âHello sweetie, she is a sweet little thing, looks like you Jace!â, he said loudly, winking at his friend, Cregan chuckled as you looked surprised
âDoesnât she?â, he teased
The call was ended short after, and you looked a bit conflicted, Jace could tellÂ
You didnât like the fact that Aerea called Jace âdaddyâ, it wasnât healthy, your child needed to know, to remember her father, or else she was going to get all confusedÂ
Luckily, Harwin had agreed to take her, the weeks he had his kids, so he could get help from Jace and Luke, and it was easier on himâŠ
Perhaps he wanted some weeks off to see her⊠or others
Not that youâd care
You start putting some things you bought after work around, and you smiled fakely at Jace as he approached
âNeed help with something?â, he asked, he had noticed you ahd bought a couple of bottles of wine, you were going to have the first week to yourself since⊠forever and a hot bubbly bath with a cup of whine and some strawberries with chocolate sounds like the remedy to all your problems
âItâs fine Jaceâ, you said softly, âHarwin is picking you both any minute nowâ, you made him rememberÂ
He looked somewhat disappointed
âRight, this is his first week with Aerea, right?â
âRightâ, you smiled
âActually, I have a bunch of work to do, do you mind if I stay the night again?â, he asked
He was risking it, he thought
You could use some time alone, you thought yourself
But those big eyes of him, made you smile
You had all week
âSureâ, you said, faking another smile, he smiled back at you sincerely.
He didnât like that fake smile on your face
He could tell he had overplayed it
âIâm gonna keep workingâŠâ
âSureâ, you said, you then turned to Aerea, âLetâs get you packed sweety, wanna go to papa?â
The little girlâs face lit up
âPAPA!â, she exclaimed, reaching for you, as you were going to take her to him
âLetâs go darlingâ, you whispered sweetlyÂ
You felt Jaceâs gaze as you walked down the hallway
He growled, frustrating, and he realized he had to change his strategy
He sat back in front of the computer and he finished his work, it didn't take him more than twenty minutesÂ
When you appeared back, you had a large bag in your hands, and Jace changed his plan right then, he put wavy his computer and gave you a smile
âTurns out I didn't have much work as I thoughtâ, he said, âIâm done, and I should go to my dadâsâ, you smiled then sincerely
âThat is great,I know that I shouldnât had said what i said, he is still your father and he loves you and cares for you deeplyâ, he smiled and nodded
You heard a honk outside
âThereâs papa!â, Aerea applauded
Harwin might be a shitty husband, but he was not a shitty dad, Jace had to admit, replacing him was not going to be as easy as he thought
You were nervous as you led your little girl outside, it was going to be the first time you saw Harwin since you split
He walked to the door with a soft smile
âHey darlingâ, he said, looking straight at you, and then he turned to Aerea, who jumped into his arms
âHeyâ
Jace thought he was going to be happy to witness this debacle, but it wasnât weird or angry, you were actually smiling tenderly at the fucker
âJace, you are hereâ, muttered Harwinm, surprised, âthanks for keeping my girls companyâ
That was a low blow for everyone there
You stomach sank, but Jace got so angry
He didnât deserve calling you hisÂ
âWe should goâ, muttered Jace, grabbing Aerea, and you thanked him for it, to distract her, or else she was going to start crying when she realizes you are not going
You waved him goodbye as they got in the car and drove away
You loved your daughter with all your heart, but Gods if you needed a break from all of this
You had bought like a ton of chocolate, wine, strawberries, your favorite pasta dish, you even went as far as to go to the grocery store and buy yourself those âspaâ bundles, that include a candle, a very bubbly soap, a nice soft loofah, and body cream for later
So you did exactly that
You got comfortable, got rid of your clothes, until you were in your underwear (a lacey little thing you had bought to entice Harwin), and you put a soft robe on top, just to cover your modesty.Â
You cooked your pasta, with your favorite sauce, you poured some wine in your cup, as you watched from the kitchen your favorite show. And when it was ready.
You ate it with pleasure, congratulated yourself because it was as good as you wanted it, so delicious, very creamy.Â
You poured more wine
then you watched some more twenty minutes episodes of your favorite soap opera and THEN⊠you melted the chocolate, cutted some strawberries, and with a bottle and cup in hand, you went to treat yourself to the bathroom
You filled the tub, you put in the entirety of that bubble bath and you sipped your wine happily until it was full, then you undressed, dropping pieces of clothing anywhere.
Despite what happened with Harwin in the last years, today, you were feeling particularly sexy, perhaps you were ovulating or something.
You undressed like the sexiest man alive was there, watching your every move, and then, you got into the tub, moaning to express the wonderful time you were having, the hot water instantly relaxing your tired bodyÂ
Oh shit you forgot the music
No matter.
The warm up for the tub had been so nice that, now you were horny, very horny.Â
Your âsexy manâ was watching, so you decided to give him a show, you dipped your finger in the chocolate and brought it to your mouth
Immediately the delicious taste invaded you
Your other hand went to one of your breasts, your nipples already hard. Oh fuck you were going to enjoy this
It had been a while since you felt like thisâŠÂ
Since your baby-making monthsâŠ
You placed a chocolate covered strawberry in your mouth, and moaned at the taste, and at the feeling of your fingers pinching your nipple softly
You were so horny, your hand traveled down the waters over your belly and you were ready to really treat yourselfÂ
And then, just about when thing were starting to get truly fucking good
You felt the front door opening loudly. You heard a familiar voice calling your name
SHIT! JACE!
You gasped, as it was just down the hall, and the door to the bathroom was wide open, and your underwear was in the hallway, and by the soft candlelights coming from the bathroomâŠ
âWAIT!â, you pleaded, âIâm in the bathroom!â
âIâm sorry!â, he lamented, you heard him getting closer
âJace, donât come in pleaseâ, you whined, your hand until over your pubis, gods, this was going to be so good.
And yetâŠ
The need didnât go away being almost being caught
âYou good?â, asked Jace, just by the door
âToo good Jaceyâ, you said, not being able to hide how disappointed you were
âIâm sorry I interrupted youâ, he sounded entertained, he had clearly saw your underwear there
âDid something happen?â, you asked
âHarwin and I had a huge fight, Iâm so sorry I⊠should have called you, or gone home, but⊠the only place I deemed safe is⊠well⊠hereâ
You sighed, loudly
âJace you caught me in a bad timeâ, you admitted
Oh he knew exactly what you were doing, and he timed it just perfectly
As you looked at the space of the open door, your breathing quickened
Jace was right there
And that didn't turn you off, it did the opposite
You almost got caught masturbating on the bath by the hottest twenty one year old you had ever seenÂ
But you shouldnât, you whined to yourself
And as you looked down at the empty bottle of wine⊠at everything set up for your pleasureâŠ
But you wanted the real thing
So so badly
You didn't realize though, that your âmentalâ whine, sounded for a real, a moan that got Jaceâs blood rushing to his cock, and that made him take a single step, to watch you -in real life and not on his cellphone-, in that tub
You were looking at him wide eyed, as he had your panties on his fist, the ones from the hallway
âJace?â, you called, you look like a deer in headlights, you didnât hide, you didn't shrieked and demanded him to leaveÂ
You just looked at him, with desire on those beautiful eyes of yours.Â
Jace growled at the sight of your soapy breasts, peaking over the water, of if he could just take a picture of this moment
You had never been so beautiful
The whole scene looked like a renaissance painting
He grabbed his phone, he couldnât resist, and snapped a picture
You didnât even flinched, you even moaned one more time, your chest sticking outÂ
âYou look so fucking gorgeousâ, he admired, not being able to act any longer, this was it, it came sooner than expected, but anticipated nonethelessÂ
âJaceâ, you called, but it wasn't accusatory, it was indeed, a call
He walked until he kneeled by the side of the tub
âWhen I said I was going to help you with whatever you needed, I mean⊠anythingâ, he teased with a wide smile.
You rubbed your tights together shamelessly, not trying to hide it, and Jace smirked darklyÂ
HIs hand disappeared under the water, down your leg and then
You moaned wantonly, like a common whore when a single finger grazed your folds
One touch, and you spread your legs wantonly
How long has it been?
Way too fucking long
âWe shouldnâtâ, you managed to muster, even though you spread your legs wider like a whore, he only laughed, not believing it for a second
âWe shouldnât⊠we fucking have toâ
He was your stepson
Fuck
You forgot about it pretty quickly when he latched his lips to your, devouring you, taking your breath with only one lock of lips
He fucked you with two fingers, first softly, until you moaned and turned in the tub, asking for more, begging for it.
âYou like it when your stepson fingerfucks you?â, he teased
âYes!â, you admitted, because to you, this was only a dream, this couldnât be happening, not really.
âArenât you a dirty little whore, uh?â, he kept teasing, âfucking men more than a decade older than you, you should be with someone who can keep up with youâ
âSomeone like you?â, you whined
âFuck yeah like meâ, he said, twisting his fingers until he found what he was looking for, then your eyes did traveled to the back of your head, just like he imagined it
And when you were about to cumâŠ
He released you
âMmmm why?â, you whined, tears in your eyes
âBecause you had been such a teaseâ, he growled, you are going to beg me to fuck youâ, you moaned, âIâll be waiting for you in your roomâ, he whispered dangerously, and left the bathroom
Now you could put a stop to this right now, or you could get into your room and get your back blown out just like you needed it
The decision was pretty easy to make
You got out of the tub, dried yourself slowly, not daring to even touch your pussy, then you put on your rob, you could see Jace from the bathroom, he was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at you with a smirk on his lips
Where was the sweet boy you had met the past few weeks?
Nowhere to be found
And that made it even more easy to do
You walked slowly, teasingly, your eyes on him, his eyes on you
You didnât even cared to think about the consequences of this actions
You didnât care
A primal need had taken a hold in your body, and you they were going to get sated
This was the culmination of years of sexual neglect⊠you didn't even dare to think about how wrong this wasâŠ
âJaceyâ, you moaned, testing the opening of the robe, âare you sure?â, you knew your body wasnât perfect, and yet, you had him here, looking at you like that, eating you with his eyes darkened like those of a hunter about to pounce
This wasnât happeningâŠ
So it didnât matter
It was all a dream
It had to be
it was definitely not the pills jace had replaced your birth control with
It was not the wine
It was a dream
âI canât take it any longerâ, he muttered, grabbing you by the fabric, ripping your robe from your body, grabbing your hips and drawing you to him, until you straddled him on the bed
You felt his⊠thick cock right under your pussy, and you moaned, wanted to feel it for real
âOh yeah, rub yourself on me, you needy little thingâ, he whined, he was so fucking sexy, as he looked up to you with those dark eyes, and chiseled like featuresÂ
He was wearing soft gray cotton pants, that did nothing to hide his monster cock
âPlease Jaceyâ, you whined
âWhat?â, he teased, âyou have been a really bad girl, you know? flaunting all of this in front of me, not even giving me a tasteâŠâ, his eyes trailed your naked body over him, his greedy hands grabbing and squishing everything he could get his hands on
You rubbed yourself on him shamesly, needilyÂ
âI need youâ, you whined
âOh I know you doâ, he growled.
You decided to take matters into your own hands. you separated from him a bit, just enough so you could grab the hem of his pants and lower them, releasing hisâŠ
Oh fuck
So you werenât lying to yourself, it was big and thick, and already so hard, and leaking
All for you
âMmmmâ, you moaned, in anticipation, as you took it with both your hands, it felt so heavy, you couldnât even wrap your hands around it
âUse itâ, demanded Jace, you started rubbing him, pumping him, making sure to use his own precum to lubricate him.
âSo bigâ, you barely recognize yourself, you didn't know what was happening, you wanted him so badly it hurted you
âIs all yours babyâ, he whinedÂ
If it was yours, you were going to do as you wanted, you dropped to your knees between his thick thighs, as Jace looked down at you with devotion
Only two of his fingers and he had you on your knees for him
He couldnât even wait to see what was going to happen after he fucked you
He moaned, dropping his head back when you gave him a kitten lick at his tip
âFuckâ, there was no way you could fit it all in your mouth, so you used both hand to massage him as you took care of his tip, âyes just like thatâ
You moaned approvingly, trying to get as much as you could, but it wasnât much
âYou like sucking cock donât you?â, he asked, his voice thick
âYesâ, you released him, only to answer, and then you took him in your mouth again, sucking his tip
âShit!â, he cursed
He knew you were going to be⊠open⊠for it, but he never expected this, it was better than anything he could have imaginedÂ
You wanted to please him, and he didn't rush you, yet, you tried to take more and more each time your head bobbed up and down
Not even half
But Jace stopped you
âI need youâ, he demanded, he stood up and helped you up too, you undressed him at his request, taking his hoodie, shirt, and getting rid of his pants until he kicked them off of his feet
He looked down at you, until he grabbed you, drawing you to him
Your naked bodies collided as your lips with his
He was hungry for you, his tongue immediately asking permission to enter and you gladly granted it
It was dirty, wrong, and you fucking love it
This is a dream
This is a dream
You were a tangle of limbs, as you fell to the bed, but you wanted to resume where you left, so you make sure he accommodate himself on the bedÂ
Your marital bed
His cock rested over his stomach, as you accommodate yourself over him
âTake it slow darlingâ, he whined, you grabbed his cock still wet with your saliva.
Oh he so wanted to taste you
But tonight, it was all about you using him
You accommodated yourself over him, lining his thick cock with your entrance, and then, you lowered yourself
You moaned when he entered you, the stench was a bit painful, but you were so wet, it felt incredibly delicious
âTell me darlingâ, he said, looking up at you, his hand grabbing your hips, squishing the skin, âwho is this making you feel so good?
âMmmm Jaceâ, you whined, taking another inch inside of you, you moved your hips in circles, easing him into you, it felt so good, to feel him rub against your insides, he was filling you so good.
âWho?â, he demanded
âJace!â, you cried out, when he retrieved himself, to punish you for something
âWhoâs this cock that your are fucking yourself with?â, he asked then
âYours!â, he slammed down, making you take all of him in one movements, âAH fuck!â, you cursed, âSo fullâ
âThis is nothingâ, he teased, âI want to see you full of my cumâ
Gods those words enticed you to keep moving your hips, fucking yourself on him, until you found the angle you needed, for him to bully your special spot
âIt feels so goodâ, he whined, âyour pussy is so fucking tightâ
âYour cock is so bigâ, you babbled, now going up and down
âI know, and it's all yoursâ
âAll mine?â, you asked
âYes, is this pussy mine?â, he asked, easing your clit with his thumb, making you shriekÂ
âYes!â, you screamed
âYou sure?â, he teased
âMhmhâ, you moaned
âGood girl, as long as it is only mine, you can have this all you wantâ, you started going back and forth with your hips, making Jacaerys draw his head back⊠but he couldnât come just yet, he grabbed you, and with a shriek and a single smooth movement, now he had you under him
âEnough, now we are making thing my wayâ, he growled
And he started thrusting so hard into you, the bed started creaking dangerously under you, the board slamming against the wall
âAhâ, you whined, your pussy tightening so hard, squeezing him, jace had to work hard not to cum tight then and there
âTake itâ
He couldnât believe this was happening, this must be a dreamâŠ
You cummed, hard, didnât even try not to, it was too muchâŠ
And Jace cummed right after, filling you with his cum
You didn't even think about the consequences, there was not going to be anyâŠ
This was just a dreamâŠ
He took himself off of you, and immediately you felt his seed dripping out of you.
He chuckled darkly, with one of his fingers, he collected it and pushed back inside you, with your moan resounding all over your room
âYou are mine nowâ, he demanded
Sleep was taking you, you were exhaustedâŠ
And Jace only hoped this was enough to breed you, not like he didnât want to have you more timesâŠÂ
But the sooner the betterâŠ
Right?
I'm going to be honest, I was going to cut it right before the smut, and then I thought, I couldn't do that to you all
muahaha
She folded pretty quickly but I mean, who wouldn't?
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All Falls Down - Chapter 7
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âHi baby,â ShantĂ© said as she pulled herself up off the ground. âYou miss me?âÂ
âAre you out of your fucking mind?â Josh seethed, stepping into ShantĂ©âs personal space. âHow did you get my address?! My fucking kids are here ShantĂ©â ShantĂ© shrugged and reached up to cup his face but he smacked her hand away,Â
âLook, I know you said you donât want to see me nomore, but that was just her talking right?â She stepped closer to him. âSheâs making you stop talking to me.â Josh inhaled a deep breath through his nostrils and took a step back from her.Â
âShantĂȘ you gotta go, you trippinâ forreal.â Jon had stepped in between his brother and ShantĂ© after successfully getting his nephews in the house. She sucked her teeth and mushed his face away from her which set off Trinity who had just come back outside.Â
âOh bitch you done fucked up now.â Trinity stormed towards ShantĂ© and shoved her to the ground before getting on top of her and landing some pouches before Jon pulled her off of ShantĂ©. Kiyana, who had come back outside also ran over and got a couple of hits on ShantĂ© too before also being pulled off her by Josh.Â
âYou stupid bitch!â Kiyana yelled out as she was being carried into the house. âDonât bring yaâ dumbass to my fucking house anymore!â ShantĂ© pulled herself off of the ground and all but ran to her rental car and sped away from the house.Â
Josh slammed the door behind him once he got Kiyana inside.Â
âI want you gone.â She seethed, pointing a finger in his face. âPack your shit and get the fuck out!.âÂ
âKiy-â He tried to cut her off but he stopped once he saw the look on her face.Â
âThat bitch came to my fucking house Joshua! Our fucking kids are here!â Josh watched as Kiyana paced around the living room. Jon and Trin had taken all of the boys upstairs and he was very grateful for that because they did not need to see their mom this angry.Â
âI donât know how she got our address, Key. You know I would never put you or our boys in danger.â Kiyana rolled her eyes. âIâm being serious, Key.â She shook her head with a slight chuckle.Â
âNone of this would be happening if you wouldâve just kept your dick in your pants. Like you really looked at that woman and said âyeah imma cheat on my wife with herâ â She said, mocking his voice. Â
âIâm sorry.â He didnât know what else to say. He was sorry and If he could go back 4 months ago and walk away from ShantĂ© he would. âWe had a good session with Dr. Ander-âÂ
âFuck Dr. Anderson!â She shouted. âThat woman came to my house. Any thought of working on our relationship is dead.â She gave him one more menacing glare before making her way up the stairs and slamming the bedroom door.Â
It felt like Josh was having an episode of DĂ©jĂ vu as he knocked on the bedroom door to let Kiyana know he was heading to the airport and would be back home in a couple of days. It was like they were back at square one, she had locked him out of the bedroom again and was back to ignoring him and only talking to him when the boys were around.Â
He knew as soon as he entered the arena for Monday Night Raw he needed to put ShantĂ© in her place. Her showing up to his house was completely out of line and quite frankly, she got what she deserved.Â
Josh groaned as he entered the menâs shared locker room and saw Joe standing there talking to a group of NIL new hires that had been asked to come to RAW
âGood afternoon to you too, Uce.â Joe said with a smirk on his face as he dismissed the group of young hopefuls.Â
âWhy you here Joe?â Josh grunted as he plopped down on the nearest chair. He sighed and rubbed his forehead, waiting for Joeâs response.Â
âWorking, just like you.â Joe snickered at the look that Josh threw his way. âIâm not supposed to be here or somethinââ ? Josh sighed again and decided to ignore Joe. They both snapped their heads towards the door when someone started to bang on it.Â
âJosh! I know you're in there!â More banging âCome out here and talk to me!â Joe smirked and raised an eyebrow.Â
âYou might wanna go handle that Uce.âÂ
âMan, shut the fuck up.â Josh glared over at Joe before standing up and going into the hallway to talk to ShantĂ©.
âYou gotta chill, forreal. You makinâ yourself look stupid as hell.â It was at that moment , Josh realized he didnât know what he saw in ShantĂ©. She was being a bog pain in the ass ever since he told her that he didnât want to see her anymore.Â
âYou just stood there the other day and let that bitch put her hands on me.â ShantĂ© whined.Â
âWhoa, watch your fucking mouth.â Josh glared over at her âYou came to our fucking house, where our kids were and you expected my wife to not do anything to you?â ShantĂ© rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.Â
âSo now that's your wife?â ShantĂ© scoffed, âI coulda swore a couple of weeks ago you was pillow talkinâ to me about wanting a divorce and being with me. But now you claiming her as your wife.â ShantĂ© scoffed again and rolled her eyes.
Joeâs eyes widened as he listened to ShantĂ© and Joshâs conversation.  You fucking dummy, Joe thought. A divorce? From Kiyana? Joe knew it wasnât just sex between the two of them, not with the way ShantĂ© was acting. Ain't no woman go act that way if it was just sex. Joe smirked as he got an idea in his head and pulled out his phone to call Kiyana.Â
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don't give up on me yet y'all
i promise all the good stuff is coming, i just need to get Joe, Kiyana and Josh in the same room for all the good shit to start.
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Got Me Thinking
Part 1: Butterflies
Synopsis: a reunion that is well overdue makes your heart flutter once you lay eyes on your first love in more than ten years and the feelings that you thought were long gone come rushing back
Pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader
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Sighing to yourself, you quickly pulled out your phone and started looking for plane tickets to head back home to Louisville. It had been a little while since you had been back, but your biggest reason for going was to get away from him.
Him being your husband, Xavier.
The two of you had been married for only three years, but you were over it. You had come to the realization that the person you married was long gone and that there really was no hope left. The less that you were around him, the better.
You knew he was cheating on you and you recently discovered that he had gotten another woman pregnant and that she was due in less than a month.
He had no idea that you knew all of that information and since you found out, you had just been biding your time and had since opened up another bank account to save money in order to plan to get away from him.
The goal was to move back to Louisville so that you could be closer to your parents and siblings who stayed there while you were the only one that left.
Booking your flight, you closed your phone to begin packing since you would literally be leaving within the next few hours. At this point, you were desperate and longing for a peaceful environment.
You knew that he wouldn't ask any questions about where you were and it seemed as if it had gotten to the point where the two of you were simply roommates and you were completely okay with that.
It had been almost a week since you had seen him anyway.
A quick text was sent to your mom to let her know to expect you around midnight and she quickly responded back in excitement.
The plan was to divorce him by the end of this year because then you would have more than enough money to live off of for the time being once you moved back. Truth be told, you had enough money now, being a CRNA had its perks and it helped that you lived in California which had the highest pay for nurses because of the cost of living. Moving to Louisville would definitely be a pay cut, however you didn't even care. You just wanted to get away from him.
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When you had finally touched down in Louisville at midnight, you told your mom not to worry about getting you from the airport but she insisted and wouldn't take no for an answer.
Once you slid into the passenger seat of her car after throwing your suitcase in the back, she immediately eyed you which made a sigh escape from your lips.
âHi to you too, mother.â
âI'm just waiting until the divorce is finalized so that I can throw you a party.â She said while following behind the other cars headed towards the highway.
âBy the end of the year. I told you that already.â
âBut what are we waiting for? Anything that you need, you know me and your dad will support you until you get settled back here in Louisville. He is a piece of shit and I'm tired of him treating my daughter as if she isn't the best thing to happen to his ungrateful ass.â
âHe wasn't always like this.â
âI know because if he was, ain't no way in hell he would have gotten my approval to marry you.â Your mother replied with her voice slightly raised and you simply sighed.
âYou deserve so much more and it is hard seeing my youngest child so unhappy all the time. So, I'm just going to say it.â
âMOM!â You replied turning to her with wide eyes because you knew what was going to happen next and what she was going to say because she said it every single time that you talked to her on the phone or facetime.
âJack wouldn't have treated you like this.â
âWill you ever let that go? We broke up more than 10 years ago! It was a mutual decision!â
âWell it needs to be a mutual decision for yall asses to get back together. Jack is the only son-in-law that I'm going to acknowledge at this point and I am waiting for the proposal. See? It's meant to be. I don't like his wife and I don't like your husband. There, that settles it.â
Any time that someone mentioned Jack, your heart immediately began to race and the butterflies in your stomach increased tenfold.
The two of you decided to end your relationship after dating from your freshman year in high school all the way up until senior year. It wasn't because either of you wanted to, it just was what was best. You were going to nursing school and Jack was trying to become a rapper and get a record deal and move to Atlanta. When you sat down and thought about it, the two of you could have made it work, but the last thing you wanted was for him to feel like he was being held back by you in any shape or form.
You saw how successful he was and was proud of him and never counted him out for a minute despite what people were saying around the two of you.
âWait, pause. When did he get married?!â
âTalk about a delayed reaction. But it only happened about ten months ago. You and Xavier were umm⊠starting to have your issues so I didn't mention it. I met her when I went to meet Maggie for lunch and she gave me⊠What's that word yall use now? The ick. And in not so many words when Maggie and I went to lunch, she told me she didn't like her either and that he should have married you. Jack even LOOKS unhappy. But you didn't hear that from me. Do what you want with that information. I mean you could always go over to Maggie and Brian's. It seems like he's always there and never at home. I wouldn't be at home either with someone like that.â
âMom! Quit it. I am here toâŠâ
âGet away from your cheating ass husband who is also about to have a baby on you? Go and get the man who has wanted you since you were fourteen.â
All you did was sigh because you knew deep down that your mother was right. But, you still had hesitations in the back of your mind. You highly doubt that Jack still felt the same about you all these years later. Besides, he had a whole wife and you could admit that your mother could be extra dramatic at times, so why would he marry her if he didn't even like her?
âOkay, changing the subject. What do you want to eat when we get home?â
âMom, it's one in the morning.â
âSo? What time do stomachs open?â
â
Later on in the day when you had gotten some much needed sleep, you had a craving for some Italian food and decided to go to a restaurant not too far from your parentsâ house and get your order to go. Your all time favorite, Vincenzo's.
In order to make it so no one in your house had to cook dinner, you took it upon yourself to get something for everyone. You had already placed your order and was waiting for it as you were scrolling on your phone, when suddenly you heard someone call your name from behind.
âY/N?â
Once you looked up and turned around, you came face to face with no one other than Jack's younger brother Clay. Who you hadn't seen since you left Louisville to go to nursing school.
âWell look who it is and who is all grown up. Hi, Clay.â You responded while giving him a hug. You remember him wanting to be just like Jack and would want to follow him around everywhere.
âJust visiting or moving back like your parents want?â He asked and all you could do was roll your eyes because you knew your mom would tell anyone who would listen.
âOh, so she's literally made it known to everyone that they want me to move back, but just visiting for right now. Had a taste for some Italian so here I am.â
âWhat are you doing tonight? Are you busy by any chance?â Clay asked, catching you off guard. Your only plans were to drink wine and watch tv until you passed out for exhaustion.
You simply shook your head no towards him.
âWell, it's Jackâs birthday and weâre throwing a surprise party for him and Urban. You should come. I know he would be happy to see you.â
You didn't even realize that it was in fact March 13th.
âClay, I don't know. We haven't seen each other in over ten years.â
âAll the more reason to come. JustâŠ. trust me on this. He would want you there and I won't get knocked upside the head for his gift not being here on time and I'll just say that you're the gift.â All you did was laugh and shake your head.
It wouldn't totally be a bad thing to see him, but what would you say when you did?
The butterflies were erupting in your stomach again and you looked back up at Clay before you talked yourself out of it.
âWhat time and where is it?â
â
Your older sister, Janelle was currently with you in your childhood bedroom helping you decide what to wear and of course she was picking out the more revealing outfits while you were simply trying to be modest.
âPut them titties on display! Show him what heâs been missing!â She yelled and you simply looked at her and rolled your eyes.
âYou are literally the worst and I should have asked Jeremiah.â
âShould have asked me what?â Your older brother and the middle child, Jeremiah asked as he popped his head into your room.
âWhat the? Since when do you live here?â You asked, confused by his sudden appearance.
âWell damn, I canât come and see my baby sister when sheâs here anymore? And besides, Janelle texted me and said you were going to a certain exâs birthday party. So, I needed to find out the details and especially when the wedding date is.â
âBecause Janelle cannot keep her mouth shut to save her life and yes I am. And wait a minute, WEDDING DATE? You two are just as insane as our mother.â
âShe wonât dress slutty though as Iâm suggesting.â Janelle said while rolling her eyes at you.
âYou want my ass and boobs out like Iâm not going to freeze.â
âHoes donât get cold.â She fired back, but you quickly gave it right back to her.
âIâm anemic.â
âYou know youâve always been it for him. I mean my baby sister is the shit and he let you get away and is now married to⊠ummâŠ. Someone that is not on his level.â Jeremiah said as he went over to your vanity to pick out jewelry that you would wear despite you not having an outfit.
Jeremiah was definitely the fashionista out of the three of you and you knew for a fact if he wasnât an orthopedic surgeon that he would definitely be doing big things in the fashion industry.
âSo, all of you have met her?!â
âAnd it was not a pleasant experience and one that had left a good first impression.â
Janelle got up to rummage through your suitcase and found a black halter top that she paired with tan cargo pants and proceeded to throw your New Balance 550âs at you that matched.
âHere, go put this on. Your boobs are going to be spilling out the top in this.â
âDid I ever tell you two how much you both get on my nerves?â
âAll the time, but itâs a good thing that we donât care. Now itâs time to catch us a man.â
âHeâs married.â
âAnd so are you. And both of you are miserable. Hurry up and make this happen, we have a wedding to plan.â
It was now 8 PM and you were sitting in the passengerâs seat of Clayâs car and the two of you were headed to where the surprise party was going to be held and he noticed how much you kept fidgeting.
âY/N, itâs going to be fine. I know he misses you even if he doesnât want to admit it at times. He is always asking our mom if she had talked to your mom lately and always asked how you were doing.â
âReally?â
All Clay did was nod his head as he slowed down to a complete stop at the red light in the intersection.
âLook, I⊠know he probably doesnât want you to know this, but Iâm telling you anyway.â
âTell me what?â Now you could feel your heart rate speeding up.
âWhen he found out that you were married that broke him even though he was trying to put up a front and now he probably wonât admit it if someone asked him. He has never moved on from you.â
âClayâŠ. Heâs married so, obviously he did move on.â
âHmm, if you could call it that.â He responded while snorting and trying to find a place to park so that the two of you could head inside.
âWait, what?â
âYou know from the start that we were always rooting for you two to be together. Even our parents were.â
âClay, I did not come here to break up a marriage.â
âI⊠itâs already broken despite it not even being an entire year yet, but you didnât hear that from me. But Jack has to see it for himself. Anyway, weâre here. And if nothing else tonight puts a smile on his face, I know you will when he sees you. His wife might show up, she might not⊠sheâs a piece of work.â
âAll of you give me entirely too much credit. I am nothing special.â
âAsk Jack if he feels the same way and I guarantee that heâs going to say that you are.â
The two of you walked in and Clay had mentioned that Jack and Urban were going to be there within the next ten minutes and now your butterflies were starting all over again as they erupted once more in your stomach.
When PG saw you, you were placed into bone crushing hugs and it was expressed how much you had been missed around Louisville, especially from Jack and that once he laid eyes on you that it would be a done deal.
Clay told you to hide to the side in the back corner as PG was in front of you so that when Jack walked in, he wouldnât be able to see you until everyone moved out of the way. He planned on everyone screaming âsurpriseâ when both of them walked in and then telling him that he wanted to start the party off right by showing him a gift that he had been patiently waiting for, and that gift was you.
It was now quiet in the room that the party was taking place and the lights had been shut off and you heard Jack and Urban mumbling to each other while trying to find the light switch. Once they did, everyone screamed âsurprise!â and the two of them were all smiles.
This was the first time that you had laid eyes on Jack in person in more than ten years and the butterflies erupted once more. He looked so good and it felt that your heart was about to beat out of your chest.
Clay had walked over towards him to give him a hug and then whispered in his ear and you were assuming that he was telling him about the so-called âgiftâ and the two of them started to walk towards where you were casually standing behind Ace and 2fo.
âI know that this will probably be your most favorite birthday gift that Iâve ever gotten you.â You heard Clay say and you simply smirked and laughed to yourself.
âHmm, Iâll be the judge of that.â You heard him answer and it was now go time.
âOkay, Ace and 2fo, move out of the way so that he can see his surprise. I made this happen by the way, just so you know.â Clay said and Jack immediately rolled his eyes before laughing.
Once Ace and 2fo moved, Jack came face to face with you and it seemed to be speechless and it was as if he couldnât believe that you were standing in front of him.
âHappy thirtieth birthday, Jackman, or should I say Jackson? Did you miss me?â
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