#what youd just walk away?????????? pathetic

[mcneyhoney]

but no cos the vibe for nox is very much ballyer. its car rallies. its spendin ur dole on a new tracksuit. drinkin bong water. rollies that come undone cos u licked it too much. its bein incoherent on a tuesday. have u seen the rubberbandits guide to 1916??? do u know mattress mick???? did u collect palletes for the bonfire??? hop a fence and land in dog shit. canada goose at the height of summer. gaa shorts in winter. that kid who did a science on big irish heads

[shivroygirls]

can i just say something? at this party here there are maybe 40 of the most important people in america and you have just walked all around, all evening, telling them all that i'm gonna get fired. no, it was implied, lightly, as a little... god! part of a tactical kind of joke. will you explain to me, the joke? because i don't get the fucking joke. MY GOD, TOM! i don't get the joke, i don't get the joke. it was something that he said, that isn't true, that we needed to say. but you stood by his side, and he said it, and you were like "okay, well, that sounds good to me." fuck's sake, i'm not doing this right now. you know i'm in serious trouble, that was a play. you will be okay because you are a tough fucking bitch who will always survive because you do what you need, you will do what — are you even listening? i will be okay? — you will do whatever you need. yeah? really? yeah, you sure you're not projecting, because that is actually you. should we have a real conversation? with a scorpion? no. that was a friendly thing. that was a friendly thing. yeah. sure. real friendly. yeah, no, i'm a scorpion, you're a hyena, you're a... you're a street rat. actually, no, you're a fucking snake. "here's a dead snake to wear as a necktie, tom", "why aren't you laughing?" (pause) i wonder if we shouldn't clear the air. yeah? yeah. sure. i think you can be a very selfish person and i think you find it very hard to think about me — what the fuck? — and i think you shouldn't have even married me, actually. what the fuck? what the ACTUAL fuck? you proposed to me. you proposed at my lowest fucking ebb. my dad was dying, what was i supposed to say? perhaps "no"? i didn't want to hurt your feelings. thanks! thanks for that! yeah, you really kept me safe while you ran off to fuck the phone book. fuck off. you're hick — and then, and then.. — conservative hick — you hid it, you hid it because you were so scared of how fucking awful you are. you were only with me to get to power. you got it now, tom, you've got it! I'M WITH YOU BECAUSE I LOVE YOU! bullshit, you're fucking me for my DNA, you were fucking me for a fucking ladder because your whole family is striving and parochial. that's not... thats not a fair characterization. no? well, your mom loves me more than she loves you, because she's cracked. you want to... you want to actually clear the air? fine. you betrayed me. YOU WERE GOING TO SEE ME SENT TO FUCKING PRISON, SHIV! AND THEN YOU FOBBED ME OFF WITH THAT FUCKING UNDRINKABLE WINE AND YOU WON'T HAVE MY BABY BECAUSE YOU NEVER EVEN THOUGHT, HONESTLY, THAT YOUD BE WITH ME MORE THAN FOUR FUCKING YEARS, I DON'T THINK! YOU OFFERED TO GO TO JAIL! YOU OFFERED TO GO TO JAIL BECAUSE YOU'RE SERVILE! you're just... YOU'RE SERVILE! YOU ARE INCAPABLE OF THINKING ABOUT ANYBODY OTHER THAN YOURSELF BECAUSE YOUR SENSE OF WHO YOU ARE, SHIV, IS THAT FUCKING THIN! oh yeah you read that in a book, tom? YOU'RE TOO FUCKING TRANSPARENT TO FIND THAT IN A BOOK! you're pathetic, you're pathetic. youre a masochist and you can't even take it. i think you are incapable of love, and i think you are maybe not a good person to have children! well, that's not very nice to say, is it? i'm sorry. i'm sorry, but you... you... you have hurt me more than you can possibly imagine. and you, you took away the last six months i could've had with my dad. no. yes. no! yes. you sucked up to him and you cut me out! it's not my fault that you didn't get his approval. i have given you endless approval and it doesn't fill you up because you're broken. i don't like you. i don't... i don't even care about you. i don't care. have we cleared the air, huh? feel good now? yeah. yeah. fucking great. tip top. you don't deserve me, and you never did. and everything came out of that. so fucking flat.

[runningthroughthegarden]

finally kissing you

the relationship you had with art was complicated to say that least. you had always tried your best to keep your feelings for him a secret. you didnt want to be just another girl pining over him. you were his best friend after all, your job was to support him, not fall in love with him. but that didnt matter anymore, cause you had fallen in love with him. and now you were burdened with the task of having to pretend like he was just your best friend.

-

it was a usual thursday night, after training you would head over to art’s place to study or watch a movie. tonight you decided the homework could wait and put on your favorite movie.

his arms clung around your waist as his head lay softly on your chest. you raked your fingers through his curls with a soft smile on your face. it was times like this you truly thought your relationship could be something more. that soon came crashing down.

“thank you y/n” he whispered so lightly you almost missed it.

“for what?” you softly giggled.

“just everything, i cant imagine what id do without you. dont tell patrick but i think youre my favorite best friend” he replied, quickly gazing up at you with a soft smile before snuggling back into you.

best friend. you knew thats all that this was, but the subtle reminder hit harder than youd like.

“yeah of course” you let out a small laugh to cover the break in your voice, tears threatening to spill.

you could tell by his change in breathing he had fallen asleep. before you knew it hot tears were spilling down your cheeks. this was so stupid. you knew you were just his best friend. but here you were crying as his arms clung around you and his breath tickled your neck.

you couldn’t take it anymore. you slowly slipped out of his grip to grab your things. taking one last look at his peaceful state, you left.

-

waking up on friday morning was honestly a shit show. you felt pathetic and just wanted to forget about all of it. so you decided it was time to move on.

it was no secret you had guys who would do anything to go out with you. you never paid them any attention cause you had art. but it was time to get over him so you decided to text a guy from one of your classes and asked if he wanted to hang out. he of course said yes so now you were in your dorm putting on your best dress to hopefully forget about art.

you truly felt so good about yourself and were excited to hang out with someone that wasnt patrick or art.

the date had gone shockingly well. the two of you had a lot in common and were laughing practically the entire time. still, a part of you ached. you felt yourself thinking back to art but tried to snap out of it as soon as you could.

he had offered to walk you back to your dorm which you kindly accepted. walking through the courtyard as the moon shined down you couldn’t help but wish it was art you were walking with. but you weren’t, you had to stop thinking like this.

“thank you for tonight, i had a lot of fun” you stop, looking up at him.

“yeah of course, im just glad i got the opportunity to take such a gorgeous girl out” he replys with a smile.

a blush creeps up on your face as he slowly starts to lean in. cupping your face with his hand, noses slightly touching.

“hey!” a voice you recognize all too well is shouting from behind you. oh my god.

stepping back from the boy you look to see art standing there. a flood of embarrassment washes over you.

“do you have a problem?” the guy asks putting his hand around your waist to pull you in.

“yeah i do get your hands off my girl!” art comes storming up pulling you away from him.

“you two are dating?” the guy steps back, clearly confused.

“no!”

“yes!”

you and art shout at the same time. looking at him with the most confused look on your face.

“it looks like you two have some things to sort out. i’ll see you in class y/n” he states with a sad smile and walks away.

“what the fuck is your problem?!?” you yell, turning back to face art.

“what is my problem? you’re the one who ditched me to go make out with some random guy!” he yelled back.

“why are you so mad?!”

“im not mad! i just think theres better people you could be kissing” he confesses.

“oh and who would that be?” you ask, angrily getting closer to him.

“me” he whispers.

“what?” every thought you had was now thrown out the window.

“i want you to kiss me” he confesses, stepping closer to you.

“but im just your…best friend” you whisper, feeling yourself get nervous under his gaze.

“y/n i think youre the love of my life”

his hands come up to cup your face.

“so can i please kiss you” he asks, desperation written all over his face.

without saying a word you smash your lips onto his.

[stevie-petey]

hi m i'm not sure if you've done this blurb before, and my bad if you have, but i was thinking of getting a steve pov from his very bad terrible horrible no good summer when bug pulled away from him?? just his general thoughts and feelings on the whole thing from when it was happening?? love u and everything u write!!

ive done this type of blurb before but ,,,, i loooove diving into steves pathetic lovesick thoughts about bug and that summer <3

enjoy !

"its your first day of senior year tomorrow," nancy sighs against steves chest as they sit in the back of steves car late at night. theyre parked in front of her house, still have a few minutes before her curfew, and she seems to be content in steves company.

"yeah, i guess it is." steve shifts uncomfortably in the seat. he doesnt like being reminded that hes soon to be a senior, soon to be eighteen with a future handed to him by his father.

steve doesnt like being reminded that soon he will graduate and you wont be by his side like he had come to hope youd be.

its not that he had come to fantasize about you attending his graduation ceremony, or even help guide him through the college admissions process, but steve had selfishly thought youd be next to him as he crossed this next stage of his life.

and now hes almost eighteen and he knows, sometime in the summer, he has missed your sixteenth birthday, and he hasnt spoken to you in two months.

"are you excited?" nancy asks, breaking the silence. she can feel the uncertainty that hangs above them, steve has voiced to her before how fearful he is of growing up. she thinks its why hes been so distant these last few months.

june had brought a lively, vivid version of steve that nancy had come to learn how to love, and yet july his vividness dimmed. she had asked him what was wrong, if she could help, but all nancy had gotten in response were books about journalism handed to her with a bittersweet smile.

nancy has been too afraid to ask about it ever since.

steve thinks for a moment, though he knows that he has nothing to look forward to if it means you wont be next to him to tease him and call him an idiot. if he cant have your eyes shine up at him to remind him that hes worth more than whatever his asshole father tells him he is. "i dont know."

its three words, but its a confession that burns steves lips.

it feels as if these last few months have been confessions being stripped from him. confessions of missing you, that you had become his best friend within those months at the bookstore, of fearing that he will never truly be able to find anyone like you, so accommodating and accepting of his everything.

nancy turns to face steve and brushes a piece of his hair behind his ear. "i'll be with you every day, you know."

"i know," steve grabs the hand that fixes his hair and kisses it. "and i love you for that."

i love you.

the words feel thick on his tongue and steve wonders if love is supposed to feel like hes drowning. he supposes its why his mom drinks when his dad is away.

"i love you too." nancys blush is beautiful underneath the moonlight, and steve remembers how pretty yours had been when the sun had hit your face just right one day in the bookstore.

he wonders when he'll stop missing you. when your name will no longer cause his breath to stutter and heart to pound. even while youre away from him, unbothered and unphased by what hes lost with you, steve can feel you surrounding him.

steve will never know what he had done wrong that day in bookstrordinary to cause you to pull away from him, but he knows that he will carry the vulnerability you placed within him forever.

so he walks nancy to her doorstep, kisses her goodnight, and drives home with the radio turned off. he lets his thoughts wander to you, as they always do, and he comes home to an empty house and an even emptier room devoid of the light you once brought into his life.

[csprslvt]

you and i, and her. pt.7

Chapter 6

Summary: Reader and Ellie bond, and reader meets up with Abby. Betrayal ensues

WARNINGS: Mentions of death, violence. Reader and Ellies dynamic is painfully awkward, shorter chapter. Ellie is def in love but doesn't know it, reader is weak for Abby and her words, Betrayal. A very short chapter I am so sorry! Longer chapter seven will be coming up to make up for it! Abby has comp het. Homophobia, the D slur, foul language

How exactly did she get here? Abby thought as Owen was kissing her, eyes wide open unmoving under his touch

It didn't feel right, none of it felt right, not unless it was y/n. His hands weren't gentle or soft like yours, they didn't know her body the way you did. They were not welcome.

Yet she stayed, why exactly she was unsure. Maybe she was just pathetic trying to move on from someone she had assumed died.

She should've looked for you, tried harder, done everything in her power to get to you. She missed you so much.

Owen pulled away, noticing her lack of interest in the kiss.

“What's wrong”

“Owen we can't keep doing this”

“What? Why?”

Now Abby was a blunt person so she did not hesitate to say.

“I don't love you”

“You don't have too we are just having fun”

“Well it's not fun anymore”

Owen looks at Abby with an annoyed expression

“Is this about your dyke ex?”

“The fuck did you just call her?”

“So it is about that bitch”

“Dont you fucking say that. you don't know her”

“I never got along with her, I don't understand how you were with her. She was a total cunt to me”

“Maybe you deserved it”

Owen rolls his eyes, Abby turns away, frustrated. Sure, Owen became an asshole when she left him for y/n but he would've never called y/n names like that if she was still with Abby.

“You're still in love with her.”

Abby met Owen's eyes, the look she gave him was enough of an answer.

Owen put his head in his hands, groaning.

“This was a mistake.” 

Owen gave her an empty stare, she turned facing away from him and he walked away.

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Ellie and y/n didn't make it very far on the horse, Shimmer started to grow tired and needed rest as well as food and water. This was a blessing in disguise as going too far would make it difficult to meet up with Abby again. 

However, this was the one time in your life where the greatest emotion you experienced was ambivalence. You loved Abby, but she was so willing to sleep with her ex when you went missing. You could see by the way she reacted by the sight of you, that she loved you too, Owen was likely a distraction, but you knew the power you had over her. In your time together she had been emotionally closed off to basically anyone else but alone it was always

“y/n I missed you”

“y/n I got this for you, I hope you like it, it reminded me of you!”

“y/n don't you ever leave me, I love you”

You'd appear in a room and she was instantly weak in the knees, and you knew that. Anything you wanted or needed she would provide without you having to ask. She was your lover but she was also your best friend and the moments you had with her were your most cherished memories. So it made literally no sense, how could she have been with Owen? She never alluded to having any attraction to him after they had broken up. And so, you equated it to being absolute, unescapable desperation. 

She must've been desperate to have gotten with someone else.

At the same time, you questioned your sanity, did Abby have the right to move on since youd been missing for so long?

Hmmmm no, definitely not 

That is what the toxic part of you thought. She wasn't allowed to love someone else. And if she did, she would always be reminded of you as the best girl she's ever had. She certainly treated you like you were. You'd always treated her like she’d crafted the moon, the stars, the night sky just for you. 

“If she wanted to she would”  was always your mindset, the adoration always went both ways, The relationship you had was beautiful. But was it time to let it go? To mourn it?

“y/n? You okay? You seem kind of lost in thought” Ellie questioned from her place on the floor beside a resting Shimmer. 

“Yea I kinda am lost in thought”

Ellie adjusted herself so she was across from you, knees brushing against each other. Her expression was open as if to say “Talk to me, I’ll listen” 

“I'm having a hard time feeling… like I need to let some things go”

Ellie gave an awkward smile, “Oh I kind of hold onto grudges so I'm not the best with that but if you wanna talk I'll listen!”

“I just need to move on from the past, I guess. It's just difficult” You mumbled, fiddling with your necklace.

Ellie nods urging you to continue

“I really miss how my life used to be.” 

“Oh, I see” Ellie says, “What about it do you miss?”

“I miss the people, I miss the comfort of having a place of feeling like I belonged”

Ellie considers this for a moment before looking at you with the most genuine loving expression youd ever gotten from her

“You do belong, you belong with me.”

You flushed, did Ellie even realize the connotations of what she was saying? At your embarrassment she also turned bright red.

“Oh! Uhmm I meant like… you always have…., uhhhhh. Fuck” Ellie hides her face in her hands clearly humiliated by her own words,

An awkward silence.

“You always have a safe place with me, is what I meant”

Nice save Ellie!

“Thanks Els, that actually does make me feel better”’

“Good! I'm glad”

That night you didnt leave until you were sure Ellie was in a deep slumber, you then snuck off.

Abby waited inside the tower,heart pounding and sweating. Nervous as ever. She’d kicked everyone out, only wanting to be alone with you.

When you made it up she snapped all her attention to you, a gas lamp lighting up the room.

“You came”

“Yea, kind of had too” You sat down next to her on her sleeping bag.

She watched you, every breath you took, every movement you gave and every part of you could see with the dim lighting of the lamp she took in.

“I missed you”

You didn't say anything, she tried again to start a conversation

“Where were you?”

“I've been staying in a town named Jackson. With a friend”

“Oh”

“Yea” The air was tense.

“Why… Why didn't you look for me? I would’ve looked for you, fuck, I was looking for you”

“I tried but Owen was pissy and-”

“Oh don't give me that bullshit, if you loved me you wouldn't have let anyone stop you”

That one hit deep, Abby loved you, she adored you, she needed you and she felt horrible for not looking hard enough, for trying to replace you with Owen when he could never amount to you.

“I didn't know if you were alive, and if you weren't, I couldn't handle the thought of finding you lifeless or worse.”

“You were scared”

“Terrified… y/n I cant, I can't handle losing you again” She spoke with a shake in her tone matching the trembling of her hands.

“I tried being with Owen to move on but I can't, I love you, I never stopped loving you”

Abby was looking at you now, searching for a reaction

“I just wanted to forget how much I missed you but I couldn't, not when nothing felt right or natural the way It did with you. Every time he touched me It wasn't the same, and it could never be the same because you are the only one I've ever wanted, ever needed, ever yearned for. And I'm sorry I didn't look harder, I should've crossed any limit to find you. I regret it more than anything. I just want my girl back by my side again” 

Finally you broke, tears of last night clouding your vision, Abby pulled you into her seeing your face drop and you allowed yourself to lean on her.

“So you don't love him?”

“I could never love him the way I've loved you all these years, and a few months a part could never change how deeply I feel for you”

“ I love you too, I missed you so much Abby '' Sobs wracked through your body, and she held you tighter than ever as if you'd disappear if she let go. 

“I really hope you can forgive me, I will spend the rest of my days trying to make it up to you y/n”

“Abby you can't go back home”

“What?” Abby turned to you with a lost expression, wondering about the sudden change in conversation.

“You can't go back to seattle.”

“What are you talking about?”

“The man you killed, Joel, there was a girl there she watched it happen right? The guy who killed your father”

“Yes but what about it?”

“She is going to kill you.”

Notes: So sorry about the short chapter. I update daily and a better one should be out soon! Thanks for reading <333333.

[fcknstar]

,, what i need to do "

harryosborn x gen!reader

a.n : uhhh uhhhh uhh idk how to feel abt this lmaooo

warnings : idk how to uhh specify, jealousy

**lowercase intended**

looking at photographs of you thats pasted around his dorm room, harry couldnt help but sigh. hed broken up with you just due to long distance and couldn't bear knowing how youd stay up late at night to call him, how worried youd be if he doesnt reply on time ; not that you needed him to reply straight away, but at least needed answer within a day or so so youd know hes safe. harry didnt want to carry the burden of making you facing such conditions just for him. this led him to make choices he wished didnt force him.

after breaking up, there was a mutual agreement between you two that it was fine if either of you started talking to someone else, or even start dating. harry swore that his heart wont start swelling at the thought of you at someones side. you looking at another guy the way you used to. the kind of dress you wore for him. whether hes holding onto you so tight.

so, why did it hurt and stun harry after watching your recent instagram story thats filled with pictures of you and another guy. surely you two were just friends, he reassured himself. he had to wait just a few more months to be out of this hellhole and see you, even if it meant as friends.

harry wouldn't admit it ever, but he was sure he was getting obsessed with the idea of you loving him all over again, tryinv his best to relive the moments you shared with him. and he wanted it, even if it meant hurting you and the people around you. he had wrapped his heart around you so tight like an elastic band that if he tried to let go, it would be difficult for him to embed his soul to one like how he had previously embedded his soul into yours.

after finally reaching new york, he realized how there was a new superhero in town who goes by the name of ‘ spiderman ‘ and god oh god does he give people hope. he wished spiderman was there to give him the same hope he gave others. he hoped and prayed to the stars that you and that guy had nothing serious. he really didnt want to but it was as if his heart pulled him, and his legs led him back to your apartment, it being a regular thing where hed come over with a snack, a drink or even a meal to make sure you werent starving.

lifting his fist and landing it on your door, you opened the door not even a second after he had knocked once.

“ oh god- harry? oh my god! “ you looked even more pretty in person, you had really nice layers which shaped your face well, you had a more elegant style then you had the last time he saw you. jumping into his arms, he caught you like a feather.

“ oh god ive missed you- so so much! why didnt you tell me that you were coming back? “ you whispered. its been such a long time youve seen harry. by the looks of it, he had ditched that gel and let his hair roam free. his hair wasnt totally parted by the side, probably in between side and middle parting. he looks the same with sharper features which suited him. it was as if you were looking at an old picture of him.

“ hi (name). ive missed you too. sorry i came here unannounced-”

“ (name) ? who is this? “ a curious voice broke the comfortable yet needed silence that had to sail the boat gently. it was the same guy he saw on your story.

releasing you from his grasp, harry stood at the side as he felt like an intruder.

“ oh theo, this is the guy live been telling you about, harry. “ you offered a smile, walking up towards him while bringing harry to theo.

you told theo about harry? was it good things that shaped the guy he was, like how he was rich and was the son of a ceo who owned a big company, how he was arrogant but liked to spend money like water on whoever? or was it bad things that left you up at night crying, like how hed left you and broke up with you with a pathetic excuse.

" nice to meet you harry! " theo offered a hand to harry and harry accepted out of unwillingness.

harry became bitter instantly but forced a tight smile which you easily recognized. your smile dropping as soon as you realized what was happening.

" you too. i should get going, dont want to.. uh interrupt you guys. " harry was about to walk away when theo suggested that-

" harry can join us for lunch, right (name)? " you didnt want to make it seem like you hated harry all of the sudden but agreed. you knew how harry would act around new guys you met and didnt want it to repeat because you thought that had something good that you ware able to keep for a while.

harry looked pleased with your answer and followed you and theo to the cafe down the block. you and harry caught up with theo who seemed like he was enjoying the interaction you both had. theo was there when harry broke up with you and comforted you throughout, while not picking sides because he knew better. and you loved theo for that. although you still had feelings for harry the same way he still had feelings for you, you didnt want to ruin the spark you felt with theo. you saw harry in theo but less of a rich city boy. theo was hardworking due to growing in a poor family but persevereed until he found himself at a well paying job that allowed him to treat you whenever without forgetting to send money to his very own family. harry on the other hand was hardworking despite growing up in a rich family and was able to have everything he wanted. but having no one to be around for him or even get him gifts he found interests in, he would spend his money spending time with you and even buy you gifts hed know youd definitely like. you just didnt know who to choose, the two boys had great qualities but would be unfair to theo considering he may start seeing you as someone who values money more than love even though you pushed theos offers of getting you something.

" ill go pay first, you two talk or something. " you sighed contently after eating you desert.

both boys nodding at your instruction.

" so.. (name).. you like her? " harry smiled welcomingly, his calm expression masking his jealousy.

" you like her dont you? " a tinge of jealousy breaking through his question and his eyebrow rose.

" woah no i dont, i have well moved on, theo. i was just asking because im curious. besides you two look like a good pair dont you think? " harry laughed while turning around to have a glance at you, where you waited patiently to get in the front of the line.

" i don't know.. i dont want it to be a one person thing you know? im afraid that she cant let go of the past or something. " theo sent a sad smile. harry took it to his advantage.

" well, she is hot. not only that but shes like the definition of heaven on earth, shes kind and sweet. we compliment each other and it was really thoughtful that you were here for her when i werent. youve done.. a good job. but i can do better. "

theo was speechless, he didnt know what to think and had his mouth apart slightly. his eyes darkening before smiling innocently.

when you came back, you noticed theo frozen in his thoughts, trapped in his own world.

" theo, you alright? " you were going to place a hand on his shoulder to shake him but harrys voice stopped you, his eyes focused on you hand which neared theos shoulder.

" hes alright. we were just talking and he remembered that he needed to meet him mother urgently, but he didnt know how to break the news to you. " harry pouted, eyes glaring at theo.

" oh right yea- "

" what? i thought you said that today was the only free day you had? and that your mom was going to your grandmas? " your shoulders slumped.

" yea but my mom needs me and you know i cant deny her. ill make it up to you! " theos last statement made harry snap his neck towards him. it was obvious that harry was starting to get angry, but tried to calm himself down when he tried to conclude theos next move.

theo then scrambled to find his wallet, pulling a couple of bucks to repay you. before you could even answer, theo dashed out of the cafe leaving you and harry alone. alone at last.

[ajmargera]

anniversary Johnny Knoxville x reader

Authors note: Hi guys, first fic here I know its not the best but I'm trying to improve. please tell me how I did though. thanks for your time enjoy - Aj

swearing, fluff

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It was in not way abnormal to be awoken by loud noises in the early hours of the morning at castle bam. However something was different about it.

It was loud outside and you heard multiple people talking and laughing. You rolled over in your pit of a bed to look at the old clock on the bed side table. it read '08:43' Fucking bastards you mutter out pulling the doves over your head in a pathetic attempt to drown out what noise you could.

Today of all days. Today was the day of johhny and yours 3 year anniversary, but could you see him? course not. Ever since this show started you and johnny have no time for each other. The day after the finale of season one of viva la bam the MTV producers were on set. After you'd had finished filming they spoke to everyone about what they had planned for season 2 . They wanted you to return as a frequent character. You didn't agree straight away as you weren't keen on the idea of it. But after talking with Johnny ,and allot of begging by bam, You and johnny agreed youd stay in Westchester for filming and go back to la the second the series is over. You couldn't really complain about the job, you got decently payed and got to spend time with your family. But you couldn't see the one person who meant the most to you in the world for another good few weeks.

'yo dude why don't we-' was all you heard before Ryan began to whisper. * Bastard* you thought to myself . After some more childish giggles from the people outside, the noise if the chainsaw starting echoed throigh the house.. 'Dunn give it hear you dick' you heard a familiar voice from outside. * was that. no. PJ??* you quickly thought. You jumped out of bed and put one of your brothers hoodies on. You rushed down the stairs of castle bam nearly tripping over whatever hazards where lying everywhere.

You ran down the stairs to be met by Vito and your dad sat at the dinning room table eating breakfast. 'Why the fuck you rushing round for you Dick, its not even 9 and your awake!' Vito said. ' leave her alone Vito' phil jumped in. ' fuck you Vito its too early for your shit' you hissed at him making my way to the front door. ' if its too early why you up?' Vito asked buttering more of his toast. ' cos those dickheads outside' you said rolling my eyes. ' oh yeah your boyfriend out there' he said but your dad kicked him. ' shut up Vito, she wasn't supposed to know' 'IT IS PJ' you said walking quicker to the door. ' How was I supposed to know that it was a secret?' was the last thing you heard from Vito before you ran out the house'

' Dude I don't see this man in a year and then I wake up to him destroying my hummer' you heard your brother shout. You walk round from the side of the house to look up and see your brother shirtless in the window. ' johnny your girlfriends here' Ryan shouted. You turned to the direction his voice came from and too your surprise him and johnny were stood on bams ,now destroyed, hummer. ' PJ' you shouted running from my position. 'y/n' he said getting off the roof of the destroyed car as you quickly made your way over to him. You jumped into his embrace taking in everything and forgetting that there was a camera crew recording your every move. ' happy 3 years baby' he mutters into your hair. ' happy 3 years pj' you mumble into his chest earing a smirk from him. 'CUT'

'So first you wake me up by destroying my hummer, start a prank war, then just sit there fondling my sister in MY driveway!' Bam shouted at johnny. Dico, raab, Ryan and you were sat round the kitchen counter when your brother and johnny walked in. ' grow up bam, I wasn't fondling your sister I was wishing MY girlfriend a happy anniversary.' he said back putting his arm around you and kissing your head. ' its your guys anniversary?' Dico questioned. ' yeah 3 years' you groggily replied. ' don't care if it's your anniversary or not Knoxville you've pissed me off' bam said storming out of the room. ' better go make sure he doesn't do anything stupid' Ryan said putting his dishes in the sink. ' ry, he is the walking definition of stupid' you said getting a smack off of your best friend and a laugh out of the other boys. Ryan left to catch up to bam. ' Brat' you muttered into your coffee. ' going to tell him you said that' raab hummed. ' fuck you ' you replied ' fuck you to dickhead' Raab that's Johnny's job' dico replied with a smirk on his lips. The boys started pissing themseves and so did johnny. ' johnny shut up' you whined. ' make him' Dico replied. You look at him disgusted. ' you better fucking run' you shout and kicking your chair out of the way. Dico and raab ran to the back door but before you can go after them you feel a strong hand on your arm keeping you in place. ' and where do you think your going princess' Johnny says hugging you and placing a kiss on your head. ' to kill them bastards' you replied kissing him on the lips. ' leave them alone baby there only having fun' he replied deepening the hug. You leaned into him more to feel more of his body heat. ' aww is my baby tired?' He questioned but got no repliey. You where too tired to reply, feeling how heavy your eyelids where getting, you just nodded into his chest. 'C'mon then' he cooed into your ear picking you up by the legs and began to carry you bridal style up to your room.

' ignore bam, he's just being a dickhead cos he's moody. think he's on his period or something' you mumbled Johnny laughed. ' never do pay attention to him doll face' he replied still walking up the stairs.

By the time yous too got to your room, you were nearly asleep. He placed you down on your bed and tucked you in. ' Get some rest princess' he said turning his back to leave. ' Pj don't go' you whined. ' I wasn't I was just shutting the door' he shut the door and then took his shirt off showing his beautifully toned chest. You put your arms out as an indication for him to hurry up. When he's done messing about he climbs into bed and puts his arms around you. ' happy anniversary Pj' you say warming into his touch. ' Happy anniversary baby' he says and kisses your head.

^END^

wow that was fun, requests are open if you have any and please tell me how I did. have a good day :) - aj

[xamaxenta]

FUCK OK HERE WE GO ILL TRY TO REMEMBER ALL OF IT CAUSE YEAH IT WAS PRETTY LONG SDKJHLFG

So Marco sees Ace being pinned against a wall by one of his producers and the first thing he wants to do is tackle him to the ground and maybe throw in a punch or two but he just stares daggers into the man and keeps his voice even as he asks, "Am I interrupting something?" He tries his best to keep his calm if there's even the slightest chance he's misreading the situation.

Ace's eyes dart back and forth, anxious out of his mind and lowkey mortified marco found him like this and his leg is trembling from his injury and he curses himself for his voice being gone as he tries to speak and keep calm as well "My,,, my leg hurts. I need-- help,,"

Marco knows he's telling the truth in a surface level way and a deeper way. Yeah, his leg really looks like it's killing him, but the way Ace's voice almost broke when he stuck on that last statement. Marco is able to easily pick up what he means.

The producer shoots a look at Ace and growls at him. "You didn't tell me about that. You," he looks at Marco, "You get out of here if you know what's good for you."

Marco approaches and puts his hand on the man's shoulder, firm and tight, and tries to show the man some patience and understanding cause despite how much he wants to clock this guy in the face he knows producers are important and this really should be solved as smoothly as possible like "I've come to find him to take him to a walk-in clinic, his leg is really bothering him and it needs to be looked at."

The man releases one of Ace's wrists to slap Marco's hand away and face him more and he scoffs at him, "You've got some nerve, you nobody. I need to speak privately with my star here, if you could--"

Ace can feel the animosity growing and Marco wanting to murder him with every passing second, so suddenly Ace starts gasping and wailing and collapsing in on himself and holding his leg "M-Marco! Marco, it really hurts! I think something's wrong!!"

And that puts Marco in zero-in focus mode on him like ace oh my god whats wrong are you okay can you stand can you walk let's get you out of here and the producer is too stunned by the sudden screaming like oh my god this really is an emergency

Marco practically carries him to his car and drops him in the passenger seat and he keeps up the act until the doors are closed and Marco's driving away and its a real quiet ride cause marco tries to question him asking if hes really okay (first about his leg then about his mind) and ace is almost disassociating and shrugging him off cause in reality he's feeling absolutely horrible about himself cause not only did he let that happen to him (he's supposed to be stronger than that, hell he could probably benchpress the guy's weight and yet he still cornered ace like a scared rat) he let marco see him weak like that. hes so pathetic marco's gotta think hes so pathetic now and its not a fun interaction that ensues

*prints this off ten times and stuffs it in my mouth*

This is some HAUTE cuisine my compliments to the chef holy shit yall anons are COOKING

I love dramatics, i also think whether Ace was very much in pain or not utilising drama to get out of the situation is smart of him poor thing :(( youd have to be a giga asshole to ignore someone saying theyre in pain when there’s a witness (unfortunately this is common irl but yknow im not going to focus on that bc its . Sad)

AaaaAAAAAA BRIDAL CARRY THO can i just say the vibes immaculate

The amount of comfort n care after this encounter in the safety of the car is driving me insane like

Ace realising he can relax and feel safe, his manager might be blowing up his phone rn but he just turns it off hes tired and overwhelmed

[wanderersbell]

If requests are still open, how about jealous wanderer? over something not that serious, and it gets him teased by the reader 🤔 or something like that. honestly though I would love anything youd make, you're amazing at writing soft fluff of him, so please take it less as a request and more an idea (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

when he gets jealous

wanderer x gn!reader

genre: fluff, comfort

warnings: none

word count: 1335

a/n: I HAD SO MUCH FUN WITH THIS ONE he is so gjnsghjsk he deserves to be spoiled ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡) tysm for the request, enjoy!

hoooo boy, this guy will get jealous over literally anything sometimes. 

he can’t help it, he feels insecure when your attention is on someone else. the voice in the back of his mind immediately starts telling him that you’ll forget about him in favor of whoever you’re interacting with now. 

the rational part of him knows it’s not true. he knows you shouldn’t be put in a position where you can’t even talk to other people without him getting upset, that it isn’t fair to you, so he doesn’t his best to keep it to himself. 

he knows he’s unreasonable about it most of the time and keeps his mouth shut and just huffs for a bit until you come back to him, but you can always tell he’s jealous anyways. 

will sometimes even get jealous over animals or inanimate objects. he has hidden things from you on multiple occasions just because you would become so distracted by it that you wouldn’t hear what he said and it bothered him. 

poor baby wants attention so bad, but cannot for the life of him ask for it normally. pls help him. 

“awwww,” you coo quietly from where you’re crouched in the grass a few feet away. a small orange cat lays at your feet, rolling around happily and eating up the belly scratches you’re giving it. if the cat could smile he’s sure it would be, if the blissful squint of its eyes wasn’t telling enough. 

this cat comes around quite often - it’s a stray from somewhere in sumeru city, but ventures off to vimara village on occasion and waits at the docks for the locals to give it fish. it’s spoiled and mischievous and often greets the two of you by swatting at the tassels on the wanderer’s hat, knocking them around like toys and nearly tugging it off in the process. 

you are undeniably fond of this despicable creature and always stop to shower it with pets and talk to it like it’s a human baby. the cat doesn’t understand a word coming out of your mouth, but soaks it up your attention nonetheless. 

the wanderer watches with a growing frown as you pick the orange tabby up from the ground and into your arms, adjusting it so that it won’t slip before burying your face into its fur and rocking back and forth slowly. the cat is absolutely loving all of this, purring at a clearly audible volume and letting itself be held tightly by you. 

he clicks his tongue and turns away from you at the sight, refusing to watch the ridiculous show. he’s standing right here, yet he may as well not even exist with how absorbed you are with the pathetic creature in your arms. what can that animal possibly give you in return that makes any of this worth your time?

he can hear the way you’re leaving small kisses all over its head and grits his teeth against the pit swirling in his stomach. how ridiculous.

when you eventually put the cat down and move to stand in front of him, he refuses to meet your eye, pretending to be fixated on the kids that are chasing each other through the village nearby. 

“you ready to go?” you ask him casually while adjusting the bag of supplies on your back. “we should get back before it gets dark.”

“sure.” the wanderer responds dryly, already walking forward so that you have to skip to catch up with him. 

you don’t say anything about his pouting until you’re a good distance away from the village, and he presses his lips together tightly the second you turn your body towards him and tilt your head forward to get a better look at his face while you walk. 

“please don’t tell me you’re jealous of that cat.” you get straight to the point and the wanderer almost trips over his own feet as soon as the words leave your mouth. 

“of course i’m not,” he snaps, arms crossed over his chest. “what do i have to be jealous about?” he can see the teasing smile you give him out of the corner of his eyes and it only makes him frown harder. 

“whatever you say,” you clearly don’t believe him and your tone makes it very obvious that this won’t be the end of your teasing, but you leave him alone the rest of the walk back to your place. the sun hangs high as the afternoon approaches, partially hidden by the clouds passing underneath and warms and cools his skin every time the light shines through just to be covered up again. 

when you swing open the door step inside, the wanderer makes a beeline goes to sit down at the small table in the kitchen while you drop your bag on the counter and start sorting through the things you returned with.  you hum quietly to yourself as you do, and after watching you for a few minutes, his eyes slip shut in the comfortable silence as he rests his cheek against his hand. 

the sound of your footsteps approaching is the only warning he gets before the next thing he knows, he feels your warm hands cradle his face while you pull his head into your chest and wrap your arms around his shoulders so that he can’t move. he tenses up immediately, his eyes flying open and his hands bracing against the edge of the table like he’s about to pull away and get to his feet, but he stays put. 

he could easily detangle himself from your embrace, but he remains frozen to the spot even as alarms start blaring in his head. 

“is this okay?” you ask softly from above him. he can hear the way your voice resonates through your chest and unconsciously relaxes a bit in your arms, your heartbeat a comforting rhythm against his ear. 

not trusting his voice, he nods and your fingers start slowly combing through his bangs. you start to pull away after a few moments and he begins to panic, almost grabs onto your shirt to keep you in place, but pauses when you crouch down so that your face is level with his. he isn’t expecting the soft press if your lips against his forehead and feels blood rush to his face at the action, half of him internally begging you to do it again while the other half urges him to flinch away. 

you move down a bit to press another against his left cheek, then his right, then on the tip of his nose, and everywhere else on his face except for his lips. the peppering of kisses are so warm and gentle that all he can do is melt into the touch, hands coming up to grab your arms to hold himself steady as your lips delicately brush over his closed eyelids. 

when you pull away to look at him he’s pouting again, and you can’t help but poke fun, just a bit. 

“are you satisfied now?” his cheeks burn brighter at the question but he refuses to answer and frowns, instead opting to snake a hand behind your head and pull you in until your lips finally meet his. 

the kiss is soft and sweet but slightly desperate at the same time, like the wanderer wants to devour you through it, like he can’t get enough. the way you card your fingers through the hair at the back of his neck sends a shiver through his body and he pulls you impossibly closer at the action, lips trembling slightly against yours. 

when you pull away with one last chaste kiss and ruffle his hair affectionately before going back to the supplies on the counter, the wanderer can’t help but feel a bit proud of himself. all of this, just because he acted envious over a cat. 

he’ll always find a way to get your attention one way or another. 

[bingo6776]

you asked for wednesday x reader so i will request 😩

wednesday x reader where r is really sweet and kind, but can’t stand up for themselves so they bullied. one day their bullies attack them and wednesday comes to their aid and helps comfort r after?

Hey, hope this is soemthing like what you were hoping for!! :)))

wednesday addams x reader

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The day was going well so far. You had woken up early enough that you were able to join your girlfriend, Wednesday, on her early morning walk around the campus. You called it a walk; she called it eerily lurking, deciding who her first victim of the day was going to be. How adorable.

It was only when you had to separate from your girlfriend during lunch. She had a Hummers meeting and as much as you loved Eugene, you did not want to spend an hour talking about every minute detail he could think of about bee cycles. Youd heard enough in-depth facts about a bees mating rituals and their anatomy to have you set for life.

And being away from Wednesday meant that to this particularly aggressive group of Furs, you were an easy target.

“Oh, look who we have here,” a rather large member of the group said, leaning over you as you sat on a bench in the quad. “If it isn’t poor little y/n.”

The werewolf was practically growling directly in your ear as you shrunk back in your seat, trying to make yourself as small as possible and leaning away from him. Your eyes darted around the quad, hoping to see one of your friends. No such luck today, you don’t know how they worked it out, but they always, always, caught you when no one you knew was around to help.

With a speed that only a werewolf could have, he held you arm in an iron tight grip. “Not so tough without your little girlfriend around anymore, huh? That’s a little pathetic, don’t you think? Even someone as weak as you shouldn’t need to rely on, what is she again? A psychic? Real scary.”

You tried to pry his hand off of you, a searing pain flooding your arm, “please, let go. I- I don’t know what I did but please, please just let me go,” there were tears welling up in the corner of your eyes and God you hated how fragile it made you look.

Laughter rippled through the group at your quiet pleas, a few mocking the pain in your voice. You wouldn’t be surprised if the young boy was actively trying to snap your bone in half.

“If you do not remove your filthy paws from my girlfriend you won’t have hands attached to your body for much longer,” at the sound of Wednesday’s voice from behind you, you sighed in relief.

The pain in your arm lessened when his hand was suddenly wretched from your body, Wednesday holding his wrist up in such an angle that it looked anything but natural, the contorted expression on the boys face proving your assumption that he was in seven different kinds of pain.

You watched a morbidly satisfied expression cross your girlfriends face as she applied more and more pressure onto the wailing werewolf’s arm, making a snarky remark about the banshees she that lingered in the forest by her home that screamed less than he did.

 The rest of the group had rather wisely dispersed at the sight of Wednesday, and the few that tried to be brave ran with their tails in between their legs when they saw the homicidal glint in her dark eyes.

“Wednesday,” you placed a gentle hand on your girlfriends shoulder.

“Yes, Cara Mia?” her gaze softened as she turned to you, worry and adoration etched into her features.

“Its okay, you can let him go. Its not worth the trouble. No murder, no permanent injuries, remember?”

“But-“ at the look on your face, she held back a sound that was a mix between a groan and a growl, biting the inside of her cheek.

 Before she released the pathetic excuse of a werewolf’s wrist, she twisted it in one quick motion, relishing in the audible crack of one his bones. It was definitely one of her favourite sounds, bones breaking due to her own hands.

The malicious look in her eyes immediately vanished as she pulled you towards an empty classroom. Once you were alone, she delicately held your face in her hands, wiping at your still teary eyes.

“My love, you cannot let imbeciles like that torment you for their own amusement.”

You loved that only you got to see the stark contrast to how people normally saw Wednesday, yes, she still portrayed her love for everything demonic and gory – in even more detail and passion with you, actually – but the softness in her gaze, the gentle words she showered you with whenever she could, the way she touched you as if she were afraid anything too harsh would send you shattering into the floor. It made your heartbeat with pride, with honour at being the only person who could feel what it was like to be loved by Wednesday Addams.

“It’s okay, Wends. I’ll be okay,” you shot her a small smile, not wanting to talk about the subject too much.

“I will always be here to protect you, Cara Mia, even when you can protect yourself, I will be by your side.”

“I’m sorry that you have to stand up for me, I just … I don’t know. I’m sorry.” Instead of meeting Wednesday’s intense gaze like you usually did without a seconds hesitation, you trained your eyes on the floor,

“I know what you are thinking, y/n. You are not a burden, you are not a hinderance. It’s people like that overgrown dog who are the weakest within society. They don’t deserve to even be able to breathe the same air as someone as magnificent as you.”

Your body practically melted in Wednesday’s hold as she placed a gentle kiss to your lips and enveloped your body with her own. How she could be so small yet so unbelievably strong was a mystery, but you still leant into her strength, her ferocity and allowed it to wash over you. hoping that one day you would learn a trick or two from your girlfriend who found a tad too much pleasure in inflicting bodily harm onto those who bullied you.

Wednesday Addams would do anything to keep you safe, to ensure that you felt happy and loved. She would stop at nothing to make sure you knew how much you deserved happiness, how you deserved nothing less of unequivocal devotion.

[tastyykpop]

jeno extra filthy degradation please 😭

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Pairings: jeno x reader

Genre: smut

Warnings: dom/sub themes, degradation, brat!reader, brat tamer!jeno, spanking, fingering, eating out, overstimulation

you were annoying

that was as simple as jeno could make it. he found you absolutely insufferable. and the countless of times you've opened your mouth to make a stupid comment was like nails on a chalkboard.

sure you were pretty and kind to others but not very much to him. you were rude, cocky, and persistent, it was your way of getting his attention. and to say it worked was an understatement, you were on jenos mind 24/7. no matter where, when, or who he was with, he could only think about you. of course, you were the same, but that's because you've had a crush on him since trainee days and almost everyone in SM knew.

jeno knew.

since you worked at SM as a stylist, it was easy to get closer to jeno and work your magic everyday. you were blatant with every touch, every shameless sentence that entailed more then it should, he couldn't quite ignore it either or tell you to shut up. seriously, it doesn't work.

you're a brat, he would say to himself, nothing more than a brat that doesn't know her place.

which in this case, he was correct.

but to him, your behavior was easy to change. he's noticed how you've drawn blanks when he interrogates you on your behavior, how you downplay your wrongs to see him try and hold back his longing to make you submit. it was a game to you clearly, but jeno wanted to beat it.

so how did you end up under jeno so soon in the practice room?

well, the group had been preparing for a dance practice video and you and a few other stylists were called in to help get them prepare for the camera. jeno was trying his best to stay low and out of your sight. it didn't work, but it was worth a shot.

"happy to see me?"

jenos eyes rolled, "I'd be happy if I saw death staring at me in the eyes." he began walking away until you grabbed his arm, making him put his hands over his face.

"dont be like that." you push his hands away now seeing jenos annoyed face. "be lucky you're not stuck with someone else. at least I make your life more interesting.

"interesting or frustrating? I think you've got your words mixed up."

you began applying a light foundation on jenos skin, taking in his angelic features before realizing what he said, "impactful I must say. I know you love me, jeno."

jeno makes a face in disgust pushing your hand away from his face, "youre not my type."

"I dont know. chenle told me otherwise...."

"youre a brat."

"and you're close-minded."

"close- you-"

"done. now go dance and make some fangirls or boys scream." you don't bother turning around as you walk towards the back of the dance practice out of the cameras view.

jeno, somewhat red in the face, stood in his starting position for the choreography, you couldnt help but stare at him in awe. hes gorgeous, you can't lie about that. and the way he moved once the music started playing made you feel different. maybe it was your crush on him, but you heated up very quickly while watching him. other staff members weren't paying as close attention on the boys as you were, only their phones caught their mind. you didn't mind, but damn did they not see how hot jeno was when dancing?

sweaty and out of breath, the boys took a break to get a drink of water.

"you did well- you all did actually." handing jeno a bottle of water, he stared between the thing in your hand and you before taking it and chugging the whole bottle. "but I think mark was the one who stood out to me the most."

"what?"

"mhm. mark was very fluid in his footsteps and his movements were clean and precise. a good dancer I must say."

there's something up. you were staring at him the whole time and he knew it, he danced harder just because you were watching. how could you have seen mark when all you did was stare at jeno?

"and hes cute too. surely he's got a bunch of girls and boys ready to throw themselves at him. I would too, he's absolutely perfect."

jeno balled his fist. what game are you trying to play? "you're testing me." he may not like you, or maybe he did, but something about you talking about someone else like that sparked jealousy in him.

"good. maybe you'll do something about it." you put a hand on his chest, jenos heart pounding fast as you came closer and whispered, "I bet you won't. all bark no bite. pathetic if you ask me."

"youre gonna regret your words if you keep speaking."

"oh really," you leaned back, his eyes pierced your curious ones with a sense of fury and annoyance, "and what are you gonna do? spank me?"

just like that jeno pulled you out of the room and into another practice room. he pulled a chair out from the corner and pulled you over his knee.

"jeno, I was just kid-"

he spanked you hard over and over and over again as you wailed and wrapped a tight hand around jenos ankle for support. each spank was painful and to the point unbearable, yet jeno didn't back down. not after he felt he could break you now.

each time his hand made contact with your ass, felt like he was letting loose all the pent up anger you caused him over the past months you've been working here. for him, it was hell. no matter what people would say to you about him did not dictate his feelings about you. right now, he hated you and needed to let that burning passion out by spanking you. jeno wanted you to feel the hell he endured when around you. sure enough, you were feeling it, crying and sobbing on his thigh like an idiot.

you didn't fight back even though you proposed that you hated it. your body seemed to like it more then you thought.

"youre a pest!" he landed another hard hit, "an annoying pest who needs to learn when to shut the fuck up. now apologize."

"no!" you winced at another hit, squirming- no more like trying to grind on his lap because of how painfully wet you've become in just minutes.

"apologize." he repeated.

"you're- you're an idiot if you think I'll give up!"

jeno stripped you of your pants and panties, "its cute listening to little sluts like you thinking they have power over someone much stronger then them. it must be tiring thinking youre charge." he taunted before spanking you again, this time the impact was far greater and almost caused you to scream before jeno clasped a hand over your mouth. with the same hand, he pushed you off his lap and on the floor, leaving your lower half bare for him to see.

you were a pretty sight, a mess to say the least, but jeno loved that. finally seeing you disheveled with tears leaking down your cheeks, he thought of you as his little crybaby. he tried his hardest not to take a picture.

"don't think I didnt notice how your wet cunt leaked all over my thigh" he began, "do you really get off to being put in your place, slut? is that why we're here right now?"

"d-dont be so full of y-yourself."

"oh? but your dripping all over the practice floor, how could i not." jenos lips were close to your heat, teasing you with his eyes and tongue as he glided it just above where you wanted him.

you had nothing to say, yet your eyes told him everything. told him just how you'd defy him any chance youd get only to make him more upset. it wouldn't be fun if your goal wasn't to piss him off.

jeno kept his tongue away from your most needed area, his lips kissing anything but your dripping heat as you bucked your hips into his face. jenos hands would push your hips down and back his face away frowning at your behavior and returning to what he was previously doing. you weren't done though, since he was holding your hips, you grabbed his hair and forced his head where you needed him. his tongue inside you was far from good, it was amazing. and though you realized jeno wasn't pushing your hand away, you pushed and pulled his hair as you kept his head in place so he couldn't stop.

the long strides and the smooth rhythm he had was enough to make you arch against the floor, gasping and calling out his name far to loudly for his liking. but with watchful eyes and a steady tongue, he shamelessly enjoyed it yet he had to be aware of the people in the building. one loud moan and someone would sure walk in to see what's up.

so jeno swatted your hand away from his head and lifted up with a frown. he liked the frightened look on your face as he leaned closer and closer, "if you're this much of a slut for people to hear us, we might as well have just stayed where everyone else was."

"thats hot." you stated blankly, jenos eyebrow raised before realizing how far gone you practically were, with how big and dilated your eyes are. "w-wait no! I'll stay quiet I promise."

"No you wont." jeno got up and grabbed your underwear that layed on the floor, then shoved it in your mouth allowing you to taste yourself. "stay quiet, fucktoy."

"fucktoy?- oh fuck!" you mumbled into your panties as his fingers protruded inside you. at least you were quieter this time.

"tell me when youre about to cum." he said just above a whisper as he watched you slip further and further into bliss. the way your eyes rolled to the back of your head with each skillful thrust from jenos fingers made his cock grow harder each second. you were so hot, so damn beautiful as you moaned into the panties like a little bitch. jeno loved it too much to say he hated you.

"feels good- f-feels so good, j-jeno." you said quietly into the panties. it was getting harder and harder for you to keep silent as he began rubbing your clit like a desperate man, hungry for your cum. but you did your best keeping low.

you grinded against on his hand, inching closer and closer to what you believed to be your orgasm. clentching tightly around jenos fingers you gasped and spat your panties out, "jeno! i-im gonna-

"cum, fucktoy." he insisted, never removing his fingers from your wet hole as a white substance spilled out. he kept going, in and out, in and out as you clamped a hand over your mouth. so much sensitivity and his fingers were still going.

"stop i-i can't take it!" you found his wrist and tightly held it as you attempted to pull him out.

"youre gonna take this like a good bitch until I want to stop." he said right as your second orgasm washed through you.

too much. you could barely think straight and even tried pulling your hips back but his fingers followed.

too sensitive. you could barely breathe because of the overwhelming sensitivity. yet in a twisted way, it felt good in a strange way. maybe it was the pain of cumming over and over or how jeno worked his fingers. either way, you could feel another one building up.

"please, please, please." you cried hoping for the end, but there was no way jeno was stopping.

"apologize and this will be your last one." He stuck his fingers deeper, if that were possible, and watched you squirm trying to find words to say, but all that came out was drool. "disgusting whore." you slapped him in the face for that.

"I-i am not sor-sorry!"

"im not playing these games anymore. say you're sorry."

jeno growled, deeper and deeper he went and faster and faster he goes before your third orgasm of the day came. your legs shook and your grip got tighter but still to no avail did he stop.

you were very persistent on making jeno angry before, but now you seemed to have started rethinking that apology. "im sorry."

"for?"

"for being rude to you!" you legs shook again and that feeling in your stomach was back, "i-im sorry jeno, but p-please I can't take it!"

he did it. he broke you. and with that he finally pulled his fingers away letting all your cum out.

you cried softly, still a shaking mess from the orgasms and jeno, well he didn't care all too much but he knew he probably shouldn't be too harsh with you about now. so he gently took you in his arms, sitting your bare bottom right on his lap as he rocked you slowly.

"im never leaving after this." you say slowly, "and I know you don't hate me either, I can feel your boner against my ass."

jeno pinches your arm and shushes you. god, you were a pest and maybe youre right. maybe he doesn't hate you like he proclaimed he did. maybe he did enjoy this session in the practice room, but he won't ever say it. not because he's afraid to admit it, but because he doesn't want you to rub it in his face.

[sorrynotsorrydreamwastaken]

Huh guess you don't hate me after all

"I hate you so much" I scoff glaring at George as my situationship nick holds me back from snapping his neck.

"Oh yeah really" he says grinning while raising an eyebrow.

"Please Cleo, calm down hmm?" Nick says while rubbing the side of my waists attempting to calm me down.

"I hate him so fucking much" I say giving up on this annoying friend of my almost boyfriend's.

"George cant you just leave" Sapnap says trying to persuade George and please me.

"What! No way this is my house" george says flabbergasted that his friend had even suggested it.

"Not like the house just this room" sapnap practically begs.

"Fine go hold back princess" George says walking off with a smirk tauntingly as I roll my eyes whispering curse words at him.

"Why are you friends with him, you know i can't stand him" I say pushing nick off of me.

"Cleo I've been friends with him for years, i cant just... you know... end the friendship" Sapnap says trying to find the right words to help calm me.

"He called me a gold digging whore, and a preppy rich girl who has a rich daddy" I say quoting what George had said to me.

"But you are,baby" sapnap says as I stare at him shocked.

"NICK?!?!?" I yell confused. "Are you seriously siding with him?!?! do I not mean anything to you anymore" I say crossing my arms angrily.

"Wait what baby no! I just, your dad is rich thats all i meant i swear!" He says analysing my face to see if I was really upset by the comment.

"Hes just so mean to me nick" I say fake pouting and resting one of my hand on his chest looking up at him.

"I know baby I'll talk to him about" he says pulling me into a hug rubbing my ass soothingly.

"Lets get some sleep baby, thank you for being so mature" he says carrying me to his room.

I was tossing and turning in nicks bed. Since I was almost always visiting him. He gave me my own room but I always sleep in his room.

I silently slide out of the bed not wanting to wake up sapnap. In my buttoned up t-shirt and a size too small booty shorts. and make my way downstairs to make some ramen and drink some water.

As quietly as possible I try to get all the ingredients out.

I start to stir the almost done ramen and go on my tip toes to reach the high up cupboard.

I feel something press up against me. I gasp trying to turn around but the person wouldnt let me.

"Nick?" I silently question. Hearing the unknown person become known. He hummed.

He started to grind up against me and tightly hold my waist. I return the grind and start releasing pornographic moans to help turn him on faster. Which worked seeing as how tight he was gripping my hips.

I turn around realising there was now space to and I was ready to wrap my hands around his neck when I realise this wasnt nick.

It was George.

Oh I'm going to kill him.

"GEORGE YOU PERVERT" I silently yell not wanting to wake up the real nick from his slumber. Plus clay who luckily is a deep sleeper. I push him away from me I cant help but blush from embarrassment of all the devilish things we had just done.

"Hey you were the one grinding on me" he says in his strong British accent smugly.

"Cause I thought you were nick, and dont try and blame this on me! You grabbed my waist THEN LIED and said you were nick" I said crossing my arms annoyed.

"Does it matter didnt seem like you minded" he says shrugging his shoulder.

"Obviously I would mind! You're the last person I would ever to this with" I say poking his chest.

"Hmm really" he say with that annoyingly cute grin. He takes a step forward and looks down on me slightly.

"Yes really" I say not backing down to his stupidly charming charms.

He slowly leans in to kiss me as I harshly push him away.

"No! You dont get the right to kiss me. You called me a gold digging whore, and a preppy rich girl who has a rich daddy and now you want to kiss me" I say angrily not believing this guy one bit.

"Cmon people change princess youd be a great one time fuck" he says cunningly running his hands over my ass. As I pathetically let him.

"No you cant just be a dick and then want to have sex with me" I say making no effort to stop him from lifitng me up and placing me on the kitchen counter.

"Okay fine princess I'm sorry" he says fondling with my thighs while kissing my neck.

"What about nick" I say embarrassingly letting him have his fun with me.

"What he doesn't know wont hurt him" he says while pulling away from my neck and analysing my face.

"Listen princess I know you hate me and you have this great thing going on with nick but I'm horny and you're here. Let's just fuck and still hate each other" he says grinning as if he had just discovered a cure for cancer.

"Youre a fucking idiot" I say lazily placing my arms around his neck pulling him insanely closer.

He grins yet again, not before whispering "we dont have to do this if you dont want to" which makes me scoff.

"Shut up" I said while pulling him in for a kiss. He smirks then kisses me back. He tries to take dominance during the kiss but I gently squeeze his bulge causing him to mutter a "fuck" and to grip my waists.

"Youre so fucking hot" he says pulling away and starting to attack my neck.

"No love marks" I gently whine having the thought of nick in the back of my head. And feeling slightly guilty.

He nods but continues to kiss and bite my neck.

"George" I lightly moan pushing him away as he whines.

"Youre no fun" he claims then pulls me back in for another makeout.

No fun huh? I think as I grab his dick and start working my hand through his basketball shorts but no boxers.

"No underwear huh?" I say pulling away for a brief moment as he pulls away from the kiss and rests his head on my shoulder and starts groaning.

"Fuck Cleo,youre so fucking good with your hands"

"Here I thought youd be more dominate but here you are a groaning mess just from my hand. Pathetic" I whisper harshly in his ear.

"Nick was way better then you,he has a bigger cock and he actually knows how to use it" I say embarrassing him.

"Oh does he now?: George asks rhetorically and immediately unbuttons my pj shirt and started massaging one boob and sucking on the other.

I couldn't help the whiny moan escaping my throat from how good his mouth felt.

"Fuck George" I say dragging out his name and gripping his hair hard.

"oh how the turned tables have turned" he says smirking as I throw my head back in pleasure.

He switches giving both of them the attention they deserved.

I pushed him off me and start attempting to pull off his shirt slowly being embarrassed at being the only one partially naked.

"Off" I said pathetically finally pulling off his shirt. "Impatient arent we?" He says smirking.

"Shut up" I said as I hoped off the counter and got on my knees finding a comfortable position then pulling down his basketball shorts revealing his slightly above averaged cock which lacked thickness.

I start by using both hands up and down his cock then use my mouth as I give him kitten licks just to tease him.

"Don't fucking tease" he says pulling on my hair all the way down on his cock as I deepthroat him gagging slightly.

"God, no wonder Nick is so obsessed with you" he says as he continues wrecking my mouth with his cock.

He groans and let's go of my hair as I then focus back on the tip wanting him to cum.

"Fuck dont want to cum so soon" thighs shaking he says while attempting to take me off his cock.

I shake my head and continue deepthroating.

"Princess i-im going to" he chokes up as his hips start stuttering in my mouth as he finally unleashes his load in my mouth.

I make sure he's looking at me as I swallow all of him moaning while doing so.

"Such a fucking whore" he says while kissing me making him taste himself.

"God wanna focus on your pussy" he says as he gets ready to eat me out.

I stop him begging to just fuck me and claiming that I couldn't wait.

"Huh oh yeah? Beg me" he says confidently. It shocks me.

"W-W-What? George c'mon just-" he interrupts me. I blush feeling embarrassed to beg him to fuck me

"Princess if you want me to fuck you dumb on my cock. Beg me" he says as he starts pulling down my short shorts.

" George, please I need you please" I say not making eye contact. He slaps my thighs making me jump.

"What? How fucking spoiled are you? Hmm did mommy and daddy never teach you how to beg?" He taunts me.

"Beg me properly if you want me to fuck you" he says teasingly as he places his wrapped in plastic cock on the entrance of my pussy slowly going in then as soon as I felt pleasure pull out.

My legs started shaking feeling very stimulated as I begged while stuttering. "George baby please... please fuck me. Want to be fucked dumb on your big cock hmm please want you to cum inside my tight pussy please want to show you how good I am, how tigh my pussy is. Oh my god please George fuck me" I say pathetically as he continues teasing me.

Huh guess you dont hate me after all

The British says smirking as I burry my face into his shoulder embarrassed.

"George, just please" I say pathetically looking up at him absolutely wrecked already.

"What princess wants, princess gets" he replies as he pushes into me fully as I let out a loud pornographic whine in pleasure.

"Wait please" I say needing a minute since he felt so big inside.

"Mhmm" George says gripping my thigh and waist to prevent himself from moving.

"Youre so big i-i- I can't" I say pathetically looking up at him while pouting.

"Hmm the biggest youve had princess?" He says as I slowly start grinding on his cock for stimulation.

"Mhmm!" I whine as I grinded and found my clit.

"Fuck please move, right there george" I say as he starts to move.

"Faster!" I demand the feeling being to good and just wanting to cum.

He obliges and starts fucking me at an inhuman pace.

"Cumming" I screech tears falling down my face from the intense pleasure. not caring anymore if I wake up Clay and Nick.

George pulls out with a grin on his face.

"Fuck! Why?! You told me to beg and I fucking listened why did you stop" I say looking up at him knowing I looked an ugly mess.

'Aww is princess crying did I break you? Hmm did it feel that good" he says taunting me and ignoring my question.

"Mhmm" not making eye contact in pure embarrassment.

"Words Cleo" he demands as I sob pathetically.

"Yes daddy" I say testing the water to see how he reacts.

He visibly looks shocked and starts to blush.

"Get off the counter and bend over" he demands. I wanted to tease him more but decided if I wanted to walk tomorrow I should leave it alone.

I leaned over the kitchen counter naked, feeling his cock teasingly take my clit from the back.

"this your first time taking it from behind" he questions as I shake my head no rapidly.

"Hmm" he says hands gripping my waist as he starts fucking me at an ungodly pace again.

"Oh my fucking- daddy!" I moan pathetically reaching and grabbing nothing.

He groans and his hips start stuttering, a sign that he is about to cum.

"Cleo, fuck im gonna" he said as I was on the verge of cumming. We came together. I pitifully laid there embarrassed that i had just had sex with George.

Out of all people.

He got some napkins and silently cleaned the both of us up.

"Your ramen is cold" he said breaking the long silence. "Are u still hungry" he asked. Raising an eyebrow.

"A little" I respond while buttoning up my pj shirt.

He grabbed the cold ramen and warmed it in the mivrowave for a short time, took it out, got a fork then started feeding me.

"I can do it mysel-" I start off "shut up" he replied shoving the thick noodles in my mouth.

"George" I start silently as he looked up at me, letting me know he was paying attention.

"Why, why were you so mean to me" I ask hoping he would actually answer the question and to take me serious.

"I'm not mean to you" he says as he takes the second last bite of the ramen and shoves the last bit in my mouth.

"Thats hot" he says as I raise my eyebrow . He rolls his eyes. "Not you, the ramen" he says causing me to giggle.

"We should get some sleep now huh" he says as I can't help but get upset at the fact that he didn't answer the question.

I nodded and walk up the stairs before getting pulled back by the wrists.

"What" I say as George pulls me in for one last kiss.

"Sleep well hmm" he says as he walks into the room right next to nicks and closes the door.

"God I hate him" I lie as I enter nicks room and fall into a deep slumber.

George was right. What sapnap doesn't know. Wont hurt him.

[dxrkdreamer]

Salvation Part 2

Sukuna had come back to be repaid for what he did for you, his original plan of terrorizing you went down the drain as he stared at a different girl from what he left and the way his heart and mind remained puzzled because of you.

Pairing: Sukuna x Reader

Word Count: 2.3 k

Part 1

Part 3: coming soon… September 19

(A/N: Part 2 everyone! I hope you guys like this :)

Warnings: Mentions of fighting and some blood.

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You heard stories as you started life with the newfound skills Sukuna helped you develop. The stories were enough to make adults shiver in fear, enough for them to offer their souls. But you laughed at them. Because you knew nothing, not even their soul would stop Sukuna from annihilating them if he felt like it. He didn’t need a reason. The stories of him burning down villages and torturing the inhabitants of said villages were most likely true. You heard a lot of villages began worshipping him out of their fear. It was foolish you thought, He’s just a man.

You may have not been the fittest back then, but you were one of the smartest. You knew he left you when you were 5 because he did want to kill you- but only when you were begging for your life. He wanted to enjoy the pain he’d bring upon you. But if he still wanted that he could have killed you when you were learning from him. You were happy and trusted him, and what hurts more than someone breaking your trust?

He did not want to kill you now either. You knew that. If he did, he would have done it long ago.

So you stared at him, right in his eyes as he looked down at you. Not bothering to pay attention to the other people around him, they were like maggots to him after all.

After he had left you, you lived in the same cottage and fended for yourself. It was not difficult for you to do. But eventually the meat you hunted, berries you picked and plants you harvested would start to spoil. It was too much for a young teenager so you started sharing them with the fellow orphans from your village. But after being with you, they wanted to learn how to fend for themselves too. And you taught them what he had taught you.

Eventually you had become quite popular in the village, and even the nobleman would send their children to you for martial arts lessons. Your students were skilled enough to go to the competitions held in bigger cities where people from all over the country would come to see. And your students won often.

But after 7 years of this you were bored. So when you spotted the peculiar man from your childhood during a martial arts competition your body could only bubble up with excitement inside.

The host man announced the winner and Sukuna smirked as he saw it was one of your pupils. Your name had become known since you were the first female teacher, let alone a female teacher with such a high success rate. The stories he had heard of you made his chest swell with pride… Because I was the one who taught the brat he’d tell himself at the strange feeling. He looked down and noted how much you had grown, from a scrawny preteen to a beautiful woman. Your old tattered clothes were replaced with a silk robe- a very suggestive robe with a deep neckline and the hem at the bottom just barely touching the top of your ankles. So that when you walked your lower leg would be in clear view of ongoing lookers. He knew you wore the cheeky robe on purpose, you loved the attention you got from all the gasps and looks of distaste from other females. What a lecherous woman.

As you walked over to congratulate your student, he swooped down onto the center of the stadium. Chuckling as he heard the gasps from the audience, his four arms stretched out, claws protruded, ready to attack. The sun’s rays made him appear like an ethereal being that demanded attention.

“It’s time you repaid me brat.”

The crowd went crazy, everyone running out, looking for a place to hide as fast as their legs could take them. But his focus was just on you. Your student is long gone, leaving you alone. You never taught them about loyalty so it didn’t matter.

“How can I do that?” you asked tilting your head, you spoke with such calmness it made Sukuna question if you knew who and what he was.

“By coming with me, as my servant”

“Sure” you said nonchalantly. Life was boring, he had come to save you again… from a mundane life. But nonetheless saved you even if it was not from an immediate danger. You did not feel any sympathy for your village, the label of a traitor did not bother you. The village betrayed you first by not batting an eye or offering you any form of help during your time of need. You owed Sukuna a lot, and you were not scared of him, just extremely grateful.

“Women I am taking you with me” He repeated again, slightly deadpanning. Could your pathetic human ears not hear his majestic voice? He brought down a hand and the seating of the studium tumbled down as his power slashed it. The rubble flying everywhere as debris and sand made your sight hazy.

“And I said yes” you spoke and walked towards him, stopping a few inches away where you grabbed one his arms, pulled it down and pressed his claws to the exposed skin right above your heart “You can’t kill me” you said answering the question he had not asked yet.

His arm stayed still in the girl’s hand as he looked at her curiously. When he felt you push his claws further onto your skin, enough that blood started seeping from the puncture wounds his nails created he realized it. He really could not kill you. You saw him not as a monster that terrorized innocent people in villages for his pure joy, but as a powerful man who saved you and gave you a life with purpose. You were the first acting out of love rather than fear.

The dust had cleared and the sun had become visible once again. The hot rays burning the back of his neck, it would surely burn you too if he was not standing two and a half feet taller than you, shading you from it.

“Very well then women”

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“Sukuna-sama I’ve washed and hung your clothes to dry and have cleaned your quarters” he heard you say. He looked back at you from training, your cheeky robe now traded to more modest apparel. A yukata that would not expose your ankles or your chest, in fact the fabric would sometimes drag on the floor and the neckline was almost choking you. You hated it, but that was all the more reason for him to make you wear it.

It had been about 2 weeks since he “kidnapped you”, he called it but youd respond saying you went willingly- which was the truer of the two stories. Cleaning and cooking and doing the basic servant duties. Normally you’d hate this more than your previous lifestyle, but with Sukuna-sama there was always some excitement. Mostly watching him have trouble with the most basic things and yelling out to you to “fix the mess” in disguise of needing help.

He grunted in response but noticed you settling down, back resting against a tree trunk and you sat in the soft grass he had not wrecked yet. “Woman, have you finished everything?”

“Yes Sukuna-sama” perplexed he brainstormed for another task he could give you but came up with none on the spot.

“Spar with me.”

“What?” You looked up, mouth open as you stared at him. Had you heard him correct?

“I should not have to repeat my words for my servant to do as she is asked.”

Oh.

You stood up hesitantly and walked up in front of him, standing face to face as you took your position. He on the other hand lifted one set of hands so his head could lean back at them, the other lazily at his sides.

You ran up to him, getting ready to punch him, which he stopped with one hand grabbing your fist, so you took it as an opportunity to kick him. But this outfit made it very difficult for you to do as you were thrown to the ground.

“Have you grown weaker?” he mocked. This time with more fire in your body you stood up, ripping the bottom of the dress off, exposing your knees. And you ran forward again, now with more mobility.

What the…. He stared at your exposed legs as you ran, he was distracted allowing you to land a harsh kick at his side making him stumble and fall.

An even score, 1-1.

Dumbfounded he looked up at you, you smirked but deep down you were just as surprised as he was.

“Brat” he mumbled, standing up, stretching his limbs. “One more time” he smirked at you before charging at you with speed. It caught you off guard and you only recovered a second before his right fist came right down at you, giving you just enough time to block it with your forearm, pushing his hand to the side. His left hand was already moving, but you were too and you blocked it again. He was fast and you knew he was not at his full speed, he jumped clasping his other set of hands together as he brought them down on you but you dodged again, jumping back creating a gap of a few meters between you two. You ran to him your fist ready to make contact against his smug face, but he caught your fist and swung you around before throwing you against some trees, the force breaking the tree as you went flying into the trees behind it, each tree falling as your back crashed into them, finally stopping as the force faded.

“Ughhh what was that...'' you groaned trying to move, but your back was in too much pain, and you felt like the bones in your body had all changed places and were swimming around in whatever blood was left in you. In your clouded vision you saw him approach you, tsking and sitting down on a fallen trunk.

This move was different, you knew that much. More powerful? But how and why?

“That had cursed energy in it,” he simply said.

“Cursed energy? What’s that?” you asked confused, your brows furrowing up. “Like curses?” you had heard about those but only thought of them as wive tales.

“Curses are apparitions made from cursed energy” he said, watching carefully as your eyes lit up with curiosity. “The energy is a manifestation of negative emotions”

You nodded pretending to understand what he was going on about.

“Tsk let me show you women” he said.

This marked the next part of your training from him, he taught you how to manipulate your own cursed energy to the point you could also see these apparitions and use it to your advantage.

And you grew stronger than ever before, much to his delight.

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Throughout the time spent with you, Sukuna began growing fond of you, he enjoyed your presence. To the point he rushed through his usual escapades of terrorizing the lives of people. He’d perk up watching you look through the many offerings he received, picking through them and smiling in excitement when something caught your eye and you’d beg him to let you have it.

“You seem deep in thought?” your soft voice asked from across the room, you were sitting on a floor cushion, mending one of his robes using a needle and thread. It was getting late, the sun was setting and the colors spilled into the room, lighting you up in it’s warmth. You looked ethereal, he thought, taking in the sight of you. You were humming quietly, your eyes focused on the needle, your hands holding the soft fabric of the robe you had picked out for him, your legs tucked underneath you towards the side, the skirt of your dress riding up to reveal your legs. His eye twitched.

“When did I allow you to wear such skanky clothes?”

“Sukuna-sama it's just so much easier to move in these” you argued. He scoffed looking away, but looking at you through the corner of his eye.

“You’re nice to be around women” he grunted.

“Sorry, what?” you lowered your head, hair spilling over your face to hide your grin.

‘I’ll cut your useless ears off myself once you’re done with my robe.’ he tried saying, but he couldn’t lie to you. As he opened his mouth to attempt to say it again he felt the futon dip as you sat near him, placing his finished robe to the side.

“Are you saying you like me?”

“If I didn’t like you I would have killed you and smeared your blood all over the filthy village you came from”

“So you do like me.” How annoying he thought

“Why must I always repeat myself around you, I should just slash you up right now” he says as he lifts his finger, expecting you to dodge it but you sit there not defending yourself as his power cuts through the cloth and flesh over your shoulder, you just grinned up at him. You were so troublesome, getting hurt for his attention. Leaving the room he came back with water, a cloth and some gauze. As he sat down to clean the wound he inflicted you laid your head in his lap, legs sprawled out as he cleaned the wound.

“Hey” you whispered, lifting your hand up and caressing his jaw with gentle fingers “I like you too”.

“I didn’t ask”

[may-b-a-u-shewritestoo]

for either matthew or spence, whichever you prefer honestly <3

Y’all have decided that you can try and dom him tonight, just for the hell of it. You have him tied up, and you’re edging him..he’s super into it like moaning, panting, just..so hot. And obviously, you notice this, and it makes you feel more needy than dominant. So you’re also panting, flushed, looking up at him with huge teary eyes, probably squirming around more than he is. He notices & says something like “You’re pathetic you know? Do you like seeing me all desperate, angel?”. Maybe he makes you ride his thigh while you edge him, everything just feels so needy and desperate. And when you untie him he teases the hell out of you...

I got carried away I’m sorry!! I also wanna say you are my fav page, periodt. I hope you have the best week ever 🧘🏽‍♀️

Hi sweetheart! Sorry it’s taken me so long to reply! Thank you for your patience 🥺✨🤍Your ask is honestly ENOUGH but This concept literally gives me 🦋🦋 thinking of either Matthew OR Spencer!

my fave;

Season 11 Spencer 🦋✨

warnings; slight degradation, edging, dirty talk

Oh this man

-this season for me really said switch!spence, i think he’d be such a bratty sub so he’d end up topping but it’s the confidence he had in Entropy that had me 🦋

-It would be something you’d agreed on trying a while ago, and Spencer planned to get home earlier than you

-He’d be sat on the edge of your bed, still in his work suit, just smiling at you when you walked in

-Wait omg imagine if you asked him what’s going on and he just leant to the side a bit so you could see he’d laid out his work cuffs, (lube too because he likes it sloppy😌) and some satin ties for variety

-he would smirk at your widened eyes and pull you towards him, jolting you out of a mini daydream

-just think about straddling this man, and kissing him with the most intense, passionate kisses you could muster, gaining more and more confidence as you feel him underneath you 👀

-you’d get more and more into it as he lets out little gasps against your lips, so you’d lean back and shed him of his work clothes, leaving the pants on

-pushing him back against the sheets, i think he’d slip into submission quite easily and quickly, especially when you run your fingernails down his chest and down to his trouser zip

-you wouldn’t even be 5 minutes in and he’d whisper out a few little ‘please’, bringing a hand down to stroke your face and buck up into your hand

-looking up at him with the sexiness I KNOW YOU HAVE BABY you’d grab the handcuffs real quick and cuff his hands behind his back, sitting him up against the headboard

-getting comfortable on your tummy in between his legs, stroking the outline of his dick and squeezing slightly just to hear his breath hitch

-‘that sounded cute Spence, say it again’ you’d say, going to unzip his pants but pausing to hear him beg

-he’d look into your soul with those cute puppy eyes and just mutter out a deep ‘please touch me baby, please’

-i honestly think you’d be breaking a little already and he could tell (profiling skills 💯), because you wouldn’t tease, you’d just pull him out of any layers in the way and immediately wrap your mouth around him

-his head would roll back, and he’d be so vocal i just KNOW IT, it would spur you on to give major throat

-you’d pull away when you felt his thighs tighten a little, and just stroke him real slow, watching his abdomen tense and relax, trying to see how on the edge he was

-‘i’m close (y/n) please,’ spencer would breathe out, forgetting he wasn’t in charge for a second and just grunt in frustration everytime you pulled your hand away and left him throbbing

-maybe you’d edge him 2-3 more times, completely obsessed with the way his chest would be flushed pink, his hair would start sticking to his forehead a little, and he’d be pulling at the cuffs in desperation

-but what you got worked up the most was the way he was squirming up into your hand, he was moaning out your name and just straight begging for you

-it gave you so much confidence, but also gave you butterflies and a dull ache between your legs that you couldn’t keep ignoring

-standing up to rid yourself of everything but your underwear, you’d almost grow nervous with the way spencer’s eyes burned into your body

-but youd come back to straddle one of his legs, pressing your lips to his but reaching back down to grip him tightly again, spencer once more moaning out into your mouth

-this time though you whimpered back into his lips, hips coming down instinctively and grinding against his thigh

-Spencer would immediately change, being able to focus on what your body was suddenly doing bringing him out of submission

- ‘n’aww baby, this got you all worked up? couldn’t keep that pretty pussy away huh?’

-🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵

-you’d whine out and grind down a little harder, but you tried desperately to shake yourself out of the impending sub space clouding your brain already

-‘you just - fuck- you look so hot when you’re needy Spence’ you’d whisper against his lips, biting one a little before pulling your head back and giving him full view of the pleasure on your face

-you’d be stroking him still, but slowly as you tried to catch up with how close he was

-‘knew you wouldn’t last long sweetheart’ he’d be so condescending 😩 ‘keep grinding against me, good girl’

-you’d snap out of your headspace a little as you felt yourself grow closer and closer to your edge, remembering that you were supposed to be in control

-tightening your grip around his cock, you’d pick up your pace again and watch him crumble slightly, biting his lip and tensing up again

-you could tell he was right there, so you stopped your hand once again, staring right into his eyes as you wound your hips faster

-‘didn’t say you could cum Spencer’ you’d moan out, your other hand grasping the hair at the back of his neck

-i know he’d just do like, a low giggle at you

-‘sorry baby’ he’d say, with such a patronising tone

-as soon as you felt your body teeter on the edge, you moaned, whined and grabbed for the man before you, desperate for that release

-‘pathetic little girl can’t even hold off for a minute huh?’

-‘watching me show you how much i fucking want you has got you needy too hm?’

-‘you wanna cum so bad don’t you?’

-all of the dirty talk coming from spencer’s mouth just completely sends you over the edge, hips bucking against his thigh so fast, the throbbing inside you overwhelming

-once you’d regained your composure and caught your breath, Spencer spoke between gritted teeth; ‘Untie me now.’ and you’d comply straight away

-‘Oh baby you have no idea what I want to do with you..’ he would say, rubbing at his wrists before looking into your eyes with warning.

✨🤍AND ON THAT NOTE IM OFF TO WATCH SEASON 11 🤍✨

[stevie-petey]

come home blurbs !

﹂all blurbs can be found here and in chronological order below <3

﹂rules: just send me an ask about whatever scene or moment from come home youd like to see :) i will always tag the season the blurb is supposed to be in, and a blurb request can be another character’s perspective from scenes in chapters, or thoughts about bug, and scenes i never expanded upon with her.

﹂if i dont respond: that means your blurb either has gotten lost or im working on writing it ! sometimes it can take me months to do a blurb due to other priorities, so please be patient <3

﹂BEFORE SEASON 1

⌑ the first code blue

⌑ you meet jonathan

⌑ you meet joyce

⌑ the first time you see steve

⌑ jonathan realizes hes in love with you

⌑ the first time robin sees you

⌑ a sleepover with jonathan

⌑ steve watches you during lunch

⌑ you and jonathan take the party trick or treating

⌑ jonathan, nancy, steve, robin, and eddie admire you for different reasons

﹂SEASON 1

⌑ joyce berates jonathan for how hes been treating you

⌑ why jonathan almost kisses you

⌑ steve calls you pathetic

⌑ jonathan almost loses you

⌑ why steve comes back to save you

⌑ the party worries about you and jonathan

﹂SEASON 2

⌑ what steve was thinking when you pulled away

⌑ why jonathan punched billy

⌑ what steve was thinking when you drove him home

⌑ steve finds himself jealous of how close you and jonathan are

⌑ jonathan realizes its no longer him who protects you

⌑ nancy helps dustin when you cant

⌑ steve meets your mom

﹂SEASON 3

⌑ steve dreams about kissing you

⌑ jonathan drives to you after a fight with nancy

⌑ drugged up steve and robin talk about you

⌑ dustin is worried about you in the vents

⌑ billy tries to find you

⌑ jonathan loves you and nancy differently

﹂SEASON 4

⌑ steve dreams of a life together

﹂BETWEEN 1 AND 2

⌑ chrissy brings you flowers

⌑ jonathan tells steve to be gentle with you

⌑ you hug steve and his internal monologue is pathetic

⌑ steve watches a tender moment between you and jonathan

⌑ steve doesnt understand your friendship with jonathan

⌑ dustin has a nightmare

⌑ steve talks about your future together

⌑ you confess to steve that youve never kissed anyone

⌑ steve cant stop thinking about how youve never been kissed

⌑ the summer steve spends without you

﹂BETWEEN 2 AND 3

⌑ you break into hoppers cabin to hang out with el

⌑ steve embroiders his initials into your cardigan

⌑ dustin realizes youve finally met your match with steve

⌑ steve isnt used to your affection

⌑ steve gossips with your mom

⌑ you bribe hopper to let el come to steves graduation

⌑ steve takes you for a late night drive

⌑ you force everyone into a picnic

⌑ you meet robin

⌑ el and max spend the day at bookstrordinary

⌑ a girl hits on steve at scoops ahoy

﹂BETWEEN 3 AND 4

⌑ jonathan ends up winning the bet

⌑ will asks if youll miss him

⌑ you demand that mike paints your nails

⌑ jonathan and steve blackmail you

⌑ dustin warns steve to treat you right

⌑ you wear steves clothes

⌑ max mourns billy

⌑ steve embroiders your initials into his jeans

⌑ dustin walks in on you and steve in bed

⌑ robin walks in on you and steve making out

⌑ you comfort steve after a bad haircut

⌑ dinner with steves parents

⌑ steve comes to you after a fight with his parents

⌑ robin is owed some time with you

⌑ steve hums to you during a bad storm

⌑ steve drives you, robin, and dustin to family video after school

﹂please note that blurbs are moderately canon, although some may be subject to change depending on what i do with the story for later seasons. therefore, i would consider all blurbs loosely accurate !

﹂"come home" season masterlist

﹂if youd like to buy me a coffee ☕︎

[im-a-lil-simp]

Psssst do you think I could maybe get an eret fic? Something fluffy or like hurt/comfort? I don’t really care which

Lucky (Eret x Reader)

Yes yes yes. I love Eret. They are amazing and deserve so much love. As soon as I posted about some underrated kings, I got 3 Eret requests and I was not expecting so many. Do people really not post that much content of him?

I also use all of their pronouns here so if you don't like that get the fuck out of dodge (I know you guys probs won't have a problem with it but I must state this anyway).

Warnings: Talk about a bad ex-boyfriend

You wished that today just didn't exist. You wanted to bundle everything up in a box and tie it off with a bow. After that, you would drive to the nearest bridge and stand at the railing. Finally, you would drop it into the water and watch everything disintegrate.

But that was just wishful thinking. Nothing but a figment of your imagination.

You had run into your ex at the grocery store. While it wasn't the worst relationship you had ever been in, it wasn't the best.

You tried everything to make sure he didn't see you or try to stop and talk to you. But your efforts failed and he followed you into the next couple of aisles before tapping you on the shoulder.

You tensed up and tried to smile through your pain. He made mostly small talk with you before bringing up your phone number.

Your relationship had ended on a pretty bad note. For the most part he wasn't abusive, just a bad boyfriend. Toward the end, he shot up some red flags and you decided to leave, which ended in a big fight and slamming the door in his face.

After that, you blocked him on everything and got a new phone number. You would've really appreciate not giving your phone number to him, but he blatantly said that he wouldn't leave until he got it.

It came off as a joke and you both laughed it off a bit, you more nervously than him. Before long you realized that he was completely serious and you wished you'd brought your partner with you.

You hesitantly gave it to him before excusing yourself and rushing out of the store as fast as you could. Walking back to your car, you hop in and let out a sigh of relief.

You didn't even pick up everything you needed, you just wanted to get home. Your shoulders relaxed, but you did not like the thought of possibly having to get a new number. You weren't sure if you needed to, but you'd rather be safe than sorry.

As you parked in the driveway, you took the bags in your arms and struggled your way through the door, thanking god it was unlocked.

You set the bags down in the kitchen before deciding the floor was a good place to deflate and finally relax. You tried putting the groceries away like that, but failed, everything falling back on top of you as you put things on the counter.

Eventually, you made such a ruckus that it had disturbed the whole apartment and probably your neighbors downstairs. You would probably have to apologize later, but for now you focused on your partner, who was walking down the hallway to where you sat.

They stood in the opening to the kitchen and looked at you sat pathetically on the floor.

"What's all the noise about?"

All you did was groan and lay completely on the floor. Mostly to be dramatic, and dramatic it was.

Eret smiled and sat down on the floor next to you, navigating through the groceries that were skewed across the surface. He placed his hand on your side.

"I take it that your trip to the grocery was unsatisfactory."

Youd nodded and mumbled, "ran into my ex."

"Like your ex ex?"

You nodded again before shuffling into his lap.

" 'm gonna have to get a new phone number."

"Why?" he seemed amused but now you actually had to go through the trouble of doing all of that and just the thought of it stressed you out.

"He demanded he have my new one. Wanted to reconcile."

"Yikes. Well, I can help you put groceries away and then we can go do it now or we can cuddle on the couch and do it after."

"Cuddle."

She leaned down and kissed the tip of your nose before moving you off of her and and putting away the groceries.

When it was all said and done, the both of you were calmly sat on the couch. You were snuggled nicely into his side with a show forgotten in the background.

You were really lucky to have them in your life.