#when they said “ she looks just like a dream; the prettiest girl i've ever seen” they were talking about ME

[wingstobetorn]

Im actually so pretty wtf

[lufyuu]

,, Love Quest ''

Background character male reader x Protagonist oc

Part 1 Part 2

Tw/s: dub-con at the start, dacryphilia, rough sex, semi-public sex, overstimulation, multiple rounds.

In a world where everyone's assigned a role they have to be, you were one of the many unlucky yet common ones to get the role of a background character. One who couldn't even interact with the protagonist if you wanted. The way it works is through the system. There is a system that essentially controls the world. This system can create scenarios, assign roles, etc. This whole world was built by it. Everyone has to obey it, excluding the protagonist themself, that is. Some even say it's possible for the protagonist to control the system itself but, that's just a rumour.

Of course, the role with the most power is the protagonist. Anyone would dream to have that power. To be the protagonist and have everyone fawn for you, throwing themselves at your feet, worshipping your every step. Not only that, his love interest is the best of the best, the prettiest girl you'd ever be able to lay your eyes on, the one you'd never be able to get with if you weren't the protagonist. Just like any other previous protagonist in this world, the current one is an extrovert, River Sterling. He's a perfect guy in every way. He's very well known due to being the protagonist, but also, he is very talented. It's as if there is nothing he can't do. He's even the top 1 on campus. Very rarely is he seen getting anything under an A+. Despite everyone constantly praising him and falling at his feet, he remained humble.

Just like any other day, you enter the building with books in your hands. You had to return these to the professor after borrowing them for a day. No matter how much you studied, you always remained top 2, and because of that, you were annoyed by River. Of course, it's not his fault that he's the protagonist, but you couldn't help but still feel negatively towards him. Going up the many many stairs, you overhear a girl yelling, maybe at a guy? You're not sure what kind of situation it is, but you guess it is a fight between a couple. "You never even spend time with me! Am I not enough!? Destiny binded us together, and yet here you are, doing nothing to please me, your girlfriend!", it sounded like Aria, the protagonist's main love interest. "Aria, well how would I be able to spend time with you when I feel nothing towards you", River says with a nonchalant tone, shocking you a bit, you've never heard him using that tone before. You stop in your tracks, right in front of the door, where you can hear Aria yelling at him. "Y-you...what!?", you can hear Aria say in disbelief. "H-how is that even possible! I'm who you're supposed to be with, I complete you, I'm your other half!", even without being able to see her, you can tell she's tearing up, probably with a red face. Though despite her crying, you don't hear River comforting her. Which is again, very out of character for him.

Next thing you know, you hear a very loud slap accompanied by running sound towards the door. Before you could even react, the door swings white open, a blonde haired girl running out of the room, knocking you down in the process. You stare at the direction she runs to. "Who are you, why did you eavesdrop", you turn back to River, looking down at you, glaring, even. His once gentle eyes seem to be clouded. You don't even recognize him. "[N-Name]", you gulp, you felt as if the man in front of you was going to eat you whole if you said the wrong thing. "[Name]..? I've heard of you, the top 2, right?", he asks in an almost curious but borderline mocking tone. You remain seated on the floor, books scattered everywhere. "Are you not going to explain yourself?", he raises an eyebrow, walking towards you. Taking this as a sign to get the fuck out of there, you quickly grab the books and try to run off, only to have your shirt grabbed by the tall guy.

"Running off are we?", he looks at you with a questiong expression, why would you avoid him, he wont eat you, will he? With the clock ticking, both of you know that soon, this hall will be packed with students, fortunate for you, unfortunate for him. He doesn't want you to go before he can pry some information out of you.

Thinking of a plan, he quickly drags you to the room, shutting the door behind him so you won't be able to run out without him stopping you mid-way. With his hands crossed, he asks you once more, "Why were you eavesdropping?", his tone even more demanding. "I was on my way to the professor's office, I just overheard some things. Can I go now?", you give a quick explanation, wanting to get out of this situation as quick as possible. Though, he wouldn't allow it. "How much did you hear?", "not much, please let me go now," you walk towards the door, turning the door handle only to see it's locked. It shouldn't be. The door can only be locked from the inside, and by the looks of things, River didn't have time to lock the door.

[System: Love Quest]

In order to proceed, please engange in intercourse.

And just as the system suddenly appeared in their face, a percentage bar appeared in the corner of the room and it stood tall, at 0%. With one look, the both of you knew what it wanted. "What the fuck!?", you yell, looking at the window and then at the protagonist who clearly isn't phased. He only sighs, rolling his eyes, as if he was annoyed by this notification. "This shit again", he whispers, loud enough for you to overhear on accident. He's gone through this before..? is what you were thinking. You've almost never gotten a window from the system, let alone one with any sexual themes. If River wasn't shocked, that means it's probably a common occurrence for him.

The two of you stare at one another for an uncomfortable period of time. As if time stopped for a moment. "This is getting real annoying", he says, sighing and stepping towards you. You back away until your back is pressed on the door making you unable to escape as he grabs your chin, lifting it up and looking at you. "You'll make do", he says before pressing his lips onto yours. Out of shock, you try to push him off, wanting to yell at him. How could he, a protagonist, be kissing someone like you? You're what others would perceive as not worthy of being in his presence let alone be kissing him. Yet here you are, getting your mouth explored by the man himself. Your eyes were opened from shock but you closed it after a few seconds, wanting to savour this moment. His hand made its way to your cheek. He was very gentle with both his hand and lips, making you lean into his touch. Before long, you felt as if you were running out of breath, how long can he even kiss you for!? Fortunately for you, he let go of the kiss, panting and trying to catch his breath after that incredible make out session. "We're not done yet", he says, pointing out the elephant in the room which is the percentage bar which still stands tall at 0%, no progress has been made, making the room inaccessible from the outside. The doors being magically locked also kept anyone from getting out before the goal was met. You knew you had no other choice but to do this in order to get out, as much as you were annoyed by the guy as a student, you couldn't deny his charm, the way his eyes looked into yours, the way his grazed his thumb over your lips. Who wouldn't fall head over heels for him? Anyone would die to be you at this very moment.

Without any hesitation, you managed to gather the courage to pull him into another kiss, you could feel him smiling into the kiss as he reciprocated. Moving his hands to your hips, trailling down to your clothed butt. Gropping and fondling it before he eventually unzips your pants, letting them slide down to your ankles. Leaving your bottoms almost bare if not for your briefs covering your private part. "Ahm...agh", the both of you moaned into the intense kiss before letting go. "You're a good kisser", you comment, gasping for air once more. He smirks, "of course, I'm not the protagonist for nothing", he chuckles a bit. You felt hands slipping into your briefs, making its way to your ass, gripping it even more now. He really seems to be enjoying gropping you. You felt his fingers move closer and closer to your hole before he inserts a finger into you, causing you to grip his arms in shock. "A-agh..!", you let out a surprised moan, his finger wiggling around, trying to get your hole to relax a bit, "you're so tense, [Name], loosen up a little", his inserted another finger, making you unable to keep your composure no matter how much you try to.

You feel his fingers thrusting into you, as if trying to get you to cum from his fingers alone. His long and slender fingers were quite deep in you. It wasn't long before he added another finger. And now that three fingers are going in and out of your hole, you feel as if you're aboit to reach your climax. You close your eyes, moaning loudly. He took notice to this and immediately stopped his fingers as if knowing you were about to cum. You're now puzzled by his actions, why did he stop? "I don't want you cumming from just my fingers, that wouldn't be fun now would it?", you then hear the sound of pants unzipping, realizing it was from him. He pulled his hard cock out of his briefs. You stared at it for a while before he snapped you back to reality, "eyes up here, angel", he teased, giving you a pet name while he was at it. "What? Have you never seen a cock this big?", you definitely haven't. It wasn't just long, just looking at the girth of it made you shiver a bit, how will that even fit. It was befitting of a protagonist, he's perfect in every way, even in his physical attributes. "Enough staring, angel", he says as he suddenly picks your legs up. You instinctively put your arms around him tightly so you don't end up falling, "hey!", you yell, this wasn't a pleasant surprise, you could've fallen, "relax, you're quite light", he is very strong afterall, he's joined almost every single sport available at this point.

You decide to put your trust in him, he's able to hold you up for over a minute now, there's no way he'll suddenly drop you, that'd ruin the moment on top of you getting hurt. After the shock wore off, you notice something poking at your hole, "hm..?", you let out a hum of confusion, turning your head down only to see his cock at your entrance, wanting to be inside you. "Are you ready to be filled up like you've never had before?", the now cocky-like protagonist asks with a slight chuckle at the end. You nod and immediately feel his cock thrust up inside of you, almost halfway in already. He grunts at how tight you are despite him having prepared your sweet little hole for his cock beforehand. Trying his best to get his cock all the way into your hole as you moan out in pain and pleasure, "relax why don't you?", he gives a teasing smile. Leaning in for a kiss, he manages to get you to relax and without another word, thrusts the rest of his cock into you, shocking you once more. You accidentally bite his lip in the process, drawing a bit of blood. "Agh!", he pulls back, tapping his finger on his lip and seeing that blood is coming out of the wound. He focuses on you once more, as if signifying he's about to move. You give a slight nod and he starts to thrust in and out of you, slowly and sensually at first. "You're really warm inside", he comments while thrusting into you, looking into your eyes as you manage to keep them open.

After a while of the sensual and slow fucking, he gets tired of it, wanting to thrust into you quicker. And so, he does as he wants. Thrusting into you quicker this time, rougher. You close your eyes and tighten the grip on his upper back, scratching his skin through his shirt. Your moans are no longer considered quiet, you're full on moaning your head out. That was before you realized the bell had rung, students were on their way to class and they'd pass by this specific room. You bite your lip in order to muffle out the moans, keeping it somewhat quiet in order to not get caught. River on the other hand, didn't like this one bit. He wants to hear your delicious and sweet moans, you should let them out for him to hear. "Stop biting your lip, angel, let me hear you", something in his voice made you want to obey his words, and for some reason, you find yourself no longer biting your lip, now you're just letting it all out, moaning and crying out for him.

The faster he went, the more you felt like you were about to reach your climax. He also seemed to be close. The both of you sweating, moaning, grunting. "I'm, agh, gonna cum...!", he says as he shoots his load all in you, coating your inner walls with his seed, some even dripping out. At that moment, you also came, releasing your juice all over your stomach. With the two of you now panting and gasping for air, River carries you to a nearby table, letting the two of you rest for a while. Just then, the door swings wide open, "Who the fuck was making all that noise!?", a teacher yells into the room, seemingly staring straight at them. The teacher looks around in confusion, "huh...I was so sure there was someone here...", He then turns his heels and walks back out, closing the doors on his way. You who were covering your face due to this, looked in the direction the teacher was in confusion, "did..he not see us..?", you ask River, to which he replies, "the system did that, probably", as if the system heard the man, it dings and the both of you turn your heads towards the bar of percentage now sitting at a solid 30%, "huh? 30%?", you say out loud in even more confusion, "it wants us to have sex and get it up to 100%", River says without missing a beat, "ready for round two?"

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"Agh..! To..oo big, ahghh...", you try to say in-between moans, overstimulated by his cock and the way he bites your nipples. "You're taking me so well", at least he's enjoying it, a lot. You even wonder if he has an infinite stamina, but of course your thoughts were drowned by the time he came in you for the third time. How many rounds has it even been? The bar has been stuck at 99% for so long, when will this end..You're so overstimulated at this point, River's cock has been relentlessly fucking you dumb. You can't even think anymore, nor can you let out any coherent words. It's been at least a couple of hours since the both of you started this, why hasn't it ended. Your cheeks are wet, wet from the tears which had been and are still rolling down your face. He loves witnessing your debauchery. Your clothes have been discarded to the side by now, you don't know where but they're on the floor somewhere. His thrusts get faster and faster, you didn't even know he could go this fast but here he is, fucking you with inhuman speed. "C'mon..ah..come with me, my angel...agh", he moans and grunts while saying this. Then his thrusts stop and you feel even more liquid filling your already over-filled hole, making it impossible to be kept inside and most of it dripping out your hole and onto the floor which has a pool of both yours and his cum. At that very moment, you feel your whole body give out as your vision blurs until you eventually black out.

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What happened in the room stayed in the room. Your life went on as usual, the normal schedule. Though, one thing has definitely changed. That is the fact that you are now dating the protagonist despite still having the role of a 'background character' . Everyone was shocked but learned to accept it. Who are they to defy the protagonist's wishes? One person in particular wasn't happy about this. None other than his ex, Aria. Everyone saw that coming from a mile away, though, so nobody paid her any mind. After that, River took any and every class you took. Science? You'd see him sit there with an empty seat next to him, looking up at you and asking with a big smile, "come! Sit here, angel!", while patting the seat next to him to signal for you to sit. PE? He'd always get you into his team no matter what. No matter how bad the other team wanted you on theirs, they'd never have you as you now belong to River. Being in the same class as you had its advantages. That is, being able to fuck you in class without anyone noticing. To be frank, the both of you found it out on accident. It was during class when the both of you got a new love quest. You thought of leaving the class to finish but the system didn't let you. It wanted the both of you to do it at that very moment. When he took the initiative and pulled your shirt up to bite your nipples, not a single student nor the teacher had any reaction, it was as if the both of you were protected by an invisible bubble that allowed the quest to take place. That, combined with the fact the teacher couldn't see the both of you the first time, confirmed your suspicions that they were indeed unable to see you.

From that day forward, the two of you almost always got a love quest every single day of school. The session would last at least 2 hours, leaving both of you a hot sweaty mess once it was over and done with. You'd always be embarrassed and extra tight during these. The way you felt eyes on you, it was as if they could see you, but in reality, they really can't. You'd tighten up at the thought of them watching you, making River grunt even more due to your tightness. He'd smirk and ram even harder into you once this happens. "Naughty boy, you get off to the thought of people watching, huh?", he'd always tease you. These love quests would be random, though. Despite it happening every day, the two of you could never predict when it'd occur. It could be very early in the morning, in class, or even during an activity. It was always random, so why would you always see River getting hard even before the love quest appear...? It's probably nothing. You're just paranoid.

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Apologies for the wait. My schedule's been real hectic lately. This is not proofread, so please excuse the probably many mistakes/typos!

I hope you enjoyed it! If you have any questions/reqs, please do send them my way!<3

[sinning-23]

Hello,

How about a LA luffy where he's dating Reader and he keeps talking about her but no one believes him until she comes and rescue them or something I know not much details but please take this to your account English isn't my first language so excuse me

OMG THIS IS PERFECT! Thank you for the request! I apologize for taking so long to write it I've been so busy and full of writers block its insane! I added a little twist with his and made th reader a gunslinger sooo yeah(for the plot) Anywa here we go! Enjoy

Warnings: None

The strawhat crew was becoming increasingly irritated with how much Luffy would speak of this mystery woman who he claimed to be his 'girlfriend'. In all honestly, neither of them thought he had the romantic capacity to even GET a girlfriend to begin with. But the way he spoke of her...it couldn't all be lies could it?

He mentioned how you'd saved him with your remarkable skills as a gunslinger and you were an amazing shot. He gushed about how it took only one bullet to kill three men who had threatened him and when it was all over you 'pepper his face with kisses'. How you were always there to save him more times than not and that you were just absolutely beautiful. The 'prettiest girl' he'd ever seen as he told it.

"If you guys are so in love why didn't she join you on this little pirate adventure." Nami quips, eyes rolling at the most recent story Luffy had explained. He only tilted his head and smiled as if the answer was just so obvious (it wasn't.)

"It wasn't her dream." He smiles, rocking back and for a bit as Zoro finished off his drink before speaking.

"This wasn't exactly our first choice either but here we are." the swordsman smirks, his arms crossed over his chest.

The smirk was soon replaced with irritation when the waiter went to speak.

"That's different. Besides, I'm sure Luffy wouldn't leave a woman like that all on her lonesome. Right?" Sanji questions, more so trying to convince himself Luffy had more sense than that. But the brunette only shakes his head.

"Nope, she said we would cross paths again one day and I let her be. It was a deal! And now I get to wait until one day I see her beautiful face again." And before anyone could protest or pry any further, Luffy stuffed his face with food.

A sigh rang out from Nami as she leaned against the seating of the booth they're in, only to quickly shoot back up with wide eyes. Since Luffy's bounty had got a hell of a whole lot bigger, there was always the occasional run-in with someone who claimed they'd be getting their money sooner rather than later.

On this particular night though, a gang of about 6 or 7 had strutted up to their booth and slammed his bounty on the cracked wood of the table, making it shake. Zoro paused, debating if these idiots were worth the fight and Luffy continued to eat without a care in the world.

"I'm getting that bounty tonight." Then, what they all assumed was the leader spoke, his hand drawing his sword. This could have gotten ugly rather quickly but the fight seemed to be over with the sound of fired shots ringing through the eatery.

It was so quick you'd almost miss it…each shot followed by another, and one by one each of the men dropped like flies, screams and gasps of frightened patrons filling up the space momentarily. From the darkened corner of the bar stood a woman in a rather large coat that almost touched the floor.

The revolver in her hand rattled before she tucked it away into one of the many pockets that adorned her body. She was a decent height, and her hair was pushed out of her face most likely to keep her line of sight from being obscured. Finally, the once look of disgust that was painted over her features was filled with joy as she stepped over the bodies of the men she'd just laid to waste.

"Luffy!" She squeals, practically vibrating as the Stawhat leaped form his seat and embraced the mystery woman.

This wasn't the usual hug though, Luffy had simply lifted the lady and twirled her, his face buried in the crook of her neck and she giggled and tangled her fingers in his hair.

"I'm sorry did we miss something?" Nami quips, looking to the rest of the crew to confirm they were just as lost.

"This is her! Remember the girl I've been talking about!?" He practically shouts, his hand secure at your waist as that iconic smile plays over his lips.

Oh okay it was finally starting to make sense. Two cinimon rolls but one can and will kill you if they so desire...well-

Nami is the first to laugh, disbelief filling her but the closer she looks the more her laughter and smirk dies down. Luffy's hand was firm at your waist, yours on his chest as you flash a content smile.

"Y/n, meet my crew!" Luffy introduces as you jut your hand out happily, meeting that of whom you soon learn is Usopp and Sanji. Nami was next and Zoro simple noddded in your direction.

"You really know how to pick em! Congratulations on this bounty by the way love." You hum, pressing kisses over Luffy's freckled cheeks.

Damn how much love and affection could you give? It was like every two seconds your lips were pressed somewhere against their Captain’s face! And he didn’t seems to mind at all! Well, not that Luffy was bothered by it but still! With one last kiss to your boyfriend’s face, you usher the crew out of the eatery, sliding the bartender some extra berrie to apologize for the ruckus.

The two of you looked so inseparable like that, hands interlinked and swinging back and forth simultaneously.

“You know what this means don’t you. Usopp teases, sticking his hand out awaiting Nami to fulfil her end of the bargain.

She swears in defeat roller her eyes before paying.

Who wouldn’t make a bet on something as outlandish as their captain having a girlfriend!?

[starflirts]

okay so this is the last one, I SWEAR, dancing in the courthouse with jason grace (i just need more fics with him).

lyrics:

I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you

I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you

I've been sleepin' so long in a twenty-year dark night

And now I see daylight, I only see daylight

i LOVE jason sm thank u for requesting him!!

jason grace x fem! reader

Jason never believed in love at first sight. He’d seen enough movies to set his standards to impossible levels. And he’d also seen his mom desperately hanging on that man she swore loved her yet couldn’t even stay around or remember her birthday. But even though he built barriers around himself, Jason Grace was also a romantic and dreamed about love and being seen.

He swore he forgot how to breathe when he ran into the prettiest girl he’s ever seen. You were walking out of the grocery store, bags in your arms and chatting with a couple of friends when Jason was about to go in, holding the door for you and your friends. Turning around, you met his eyes, thanking him. The blonde simply stood there, watching you disappear at the corner of the street.

For the next couple of days, fate seemed to be on Jason’s side. He seemed to find you everywhere he went. You ended up introducing yourself while your friends were ordering some drinks at a cafe nearby. Jason repeated your name out loud once but it was the only thing on his mind. The two of you made small talk until your friends dragged you away.

“See you later, Jason!” the way you said his name made his heart race. He’d expectantly wait for the next time he’d see you around town.

You and Jason ended up exchanging numbers after he’d sheepishly asked for it while your friends were giggling, shaking your shoulders when he left. Afterwards, you were the one asking him to hang out, his eager answer bringing a smile to your face.

Jason then learned that you were staying in California for the summer and that you were actually studying and living in Chicago. He also learned that your favorite color was orange, that you hated cucumbers but always had a sweet tooth. On the other hand, he told you about his childhood in Pasadena, his older sister and that he was studying at Caltech. The more time you spent with each other, the more you felt drawn to him.

You freaked Jason out. When he realized how easily he let down his guard around you, how easy it was to be with you and how he felt like he could tell you anything it was already too late. He fell hard. Every second spent with you felt like a breath of fresh air.

During the last few weeks of August, you dreaded the end of the summer, but most importantly, you dreaded leaving Jason behind. The idea of him being a simple summer fling felt so wrong. So when he asked you to meet him one evening because “he had something important to tell you”, you immediately agreed, stomach turning in anticipation.

The two of you ended up walking on the beach, watching the reflection of the moon on the waves. The conversation flowed easily, until it didn’t. You didn’t want to force the words you waited to hear out of Jason and he obviously seemed conflicted about how to voice his thoughts. Suddenly stopping, he turned to face you, grabbing your hands.

“I uh, I’ve been wanting to tell you this for a long time but I couldn’t find the right time to do so. I know now is not the best time anyway but… yeah.” he takes a breath and you squeeze his hand in reassurance.

“There’s no bad time with you J, don’t worry” you smile

He lets out a little laugh, not letting go of your hands.

“I like you, a lot. You’re probably the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I, I can’t see anyone else now that I saw you, heck I don’t even want to think of anything else now that I thought of you ! I know you’re leaving soon and I should’ve told you this earlier but… yeah” he lets out a shaky laugh, rubbing his neck.

You stare at him dumbfounded, completely taken aback by the sudden confession. Upon noticing your silence, Jason pulls back.

“It’s fine if you don’t uh, feel the same thing you know…I… Just needed to tell you before you left—“

He doesn’t even have time to finish his sentence when you’re pulling him into a hug. Your voice is muffled by his shirt.

“Of course I feel the same way! You haven’t left my mind since the day you opened that door for me.”

You can’t see Jason’s smile but you feel his arms tighten around you.

[iluvshinytwink]

Something About You

"She looks just like a dream, the prettiest girl I've ever seen from the cover of a magazine."

Scenario: While doing a short interview on the pitch, Jude spots you from the stands in front of him and gets distracted. ><

Song: Something About You by Eyedress

Disclaimer: This will be hella short because I just got this idea because I was scrolling through TikTok D;

"So Jude, how do you think this game will go?" the interviewer asked. "Uh.. I'm quite confident since the team's been practicing real hard." Jude states, looking at the camera. His eyes wander as he interviewer asks another question which was at this point inaudible to him. His eyes wandered left and right until it finally stopped on someone, you.

You had your phone covering the entirety of your face as you were recording him with a big smile on your face. You realized quickly that he was no longer looking at the camera but at you. You softly chuckle to yourself, his eyes were on you as his mouth gaped a little. You tilt your head at him with a teasing smile. With your vacant hand, you wave.

He smiles, gaped mouth finally closing but eyes still locked onto you. "Jude?" the interviewer said. Jude's eyes slightly widen, finally remembering he's in the middle of an interview. "I'm so sorry. W-What did you say?" he chuckled.

In that moment Jude was so mesmerized even though he's seen your face thousands of times. That sudden pang in his heart, the feeling that the entire world just stopped moving.. it was almost refreshing to him, just another reminder that he was and forever will be enchanted by your presence.

After the game and inside the tunnel you waited for him. You stared at your phone as the video kept on replaying, a bashful smile and a tint of pink on your cheeks. "I hope you're looking at me." A sudden, familiar voice said jokingly. You flinched but quickly calmed down when you realized who it was. You laughed. "Correction, you were the looking at me." You teased. Jude laughed. "You're a distraction!" Jude shouted with a smile. "A gorgeous distraction, you mean." You fired back. Jude was silent as your face was close to him, a cheeky yet sincere smile on your face. He chuckled to himself before engulfing you into a hug. You yelped as he cackled. "YOU'RE SWEATY, GET OFF ME." You shouted.

Once again I'm sorry this was so short it was a burst of imagination LMAO WHAT anyways I hope to whoever's reading this to have a good day, afternoon, or night. MAKE SURE TO SMASHH THAT LIKE BUTTON AND SUBSCRIBE FOR MORE BANGERS LIKE THESE !! <33

[carl-grimes-fav-wife]

You and me Always, Forever Part 2 Carl Grimes x Female reader

THESE AREN'T MY CHARACTERS THEY ARE FROM THE WALKING DEAD SHOW Warnings: NONE N/n stands for nickname TEXT MEANING Purple: Y/n speaking Blue: Carl speaking Green: Other characters speaking Red: Sexual content/Topic Pink + Italics: Thoughts Black/Regular: Actions TIME PERIOD: Season 5 after Terminus on the way to the church Requested: No

Y/n's POV "I thought all of this was a little sketchy. We both did. We took turns holding his baby sister as we walked to some guy's church. He told us his name was Father Gabriel. He didn't let me get too far away from him. I guess he was just trying to protect me which was nice of him. God were his eyes pretty. They were the prettiest color. They were the bluest eyes I've ever seen. But enough about his eyes. I still can't believe he told me he loved me. Maybe he meant it platonically but still! He said he loved me. I don't think I'll ever have a chance with him but a girl can dream.  But anyways. His baby sister,  Judith, was the cutest baby I've ever seen. I haven’t been around to many babies in my life but if I had to choose she’d be my favorite. Carl was so excited when he found out Lori was pregnant. I was just excited for them. I didn’t think I could become friends with someone so fast. But in my opinion the first time me and Carl met we instantly clicked." -=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=-- Carl's POV "This guy. Is the last thing we need. He seems really sketchy. But that’s not the only thing on my mind. She’s on my mind. Y/n. My Y/n. She was holding my baby sister. And she looked so, so, so pretty. I can't even find the words to describe how pretty she is. She's nice to. Nicest girl I've ever met. I think its cute when she talks about the most random things. But I'll always listen. She has the prettiest voice. Its really calming to. Dad says I'm to young for a girlfriend. I heard Daryl tell her she's way to young as well. But it wouldn't hurt to tell her right? Oh it probably would. She probably doesn't even like me back. I could always hope she does but still. Would it make it weird between us if she doesn't like me back? I just won't think about it. I don't have to ask her now. I'll ask her eventually and it'll all be fine. After all we've been friends for a while." -=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--=--

Carl's POV

“Whatcha thinking about, Y/n?”

“Nothing. Why?”

“I know you’re thinking about something. You’re biting the inside of your mouth. You always do that when you’re thinking.”

“I’ll talk to you about it later, Carl.” As she said that she switched Judith to her other hip. I tried to stay as close as possible to her. I put my hat on her head and she laughed. God she had the prettiest laugh. Her smile alone makes me happy. I wish I had the guts to tell her how much I loved her. I had said it before in the past. She said she loved me too but what if she only means as a friend?

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Y/n’s POV

“Whatcha thinking about, Y/n?”

“Nothing. Why?”

“I know you’re thinking about something. You’re biting the inside of your mouth. You always do that when you’re thinking.”

“I’ll talk to you about it later, Carl.”

I switched Judith to my other hip. I loved Judith but I loved her big brother even more. It annoyed me a little how he always knew when something was on my mind. Which was a lot of the time. I’d been thinking about him nonstop recently. I’d found myself dreaming about him even. I really was head over heels in-love with this boy. But cmon can you blame me? Just look at his eyes. This boy is actually perfect. I just wish he liked me the way I liked him.

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I’m so sorry this is so short and it took so long for me to finish. I just had no motivation. BUT I finally finished it! Once again sorry this is so short I just didn’t really know what to write. Sorry if this isn’t the best I’m trying though. I’ll start working on part three soon. Hopefully.

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@zomb-1-egutzz

[snow-143]

Water Coloured Tears | Jeon Jungkook

one- pilot (1.7k words)

Jeon Jungkook. The man that everybody wants, the man that knows this and loves the attention. On campus everybody knows him as Kook. However, I know him as Kookie, or I suppose my Kookie if were being critical. 

He's never told anyone this and neither have I. A well kept secret that only we know here. Of course when I go back home for holidays everybody asks about him, how he's getting on and if were still close. 

The truth is we haven't spoke since the last day of high school, but I keep up the act, answering their prying questions with a soft smile on my face. He's doing good, I usually answer. I'm not lying, from what I can tell he is doing good, amazing even if you look at it from the college dream perspective. 

No one ever asks how I'm doing, they're just curious about the towns golden boy who disappeared the second school was out. Never returning during any breaks from college life. He simply just up and left. Not even savings a second to say goodbye to anyone, except for me. 

I cant tell if this was worse or better, it kind of gave me a false sense of hope, he said goodbye to me and no one else, surely that means something. It didn't. 

In a way I'm kind of glad that they're only curious about him, you see when they ask how he is I don't have to lie, it may not be a full truth but its not a lie. If they asked how I am though, the smile would be far too forced, a toothy one that I am all too conscious of. 

The first time I was returning home I had over thought my replies far too much, only to realise no one cared anyway. I was always Jeons best friend, the hopeless girl who would follow him around with hearts in her eyes, much like a lost puppy. Never my own person, never anyone to be concerned about. Even my mother loved Jeon more. He was the son she never had. The golden child she had always wanted. 

I suspect that she knows I don't talk to him anymore, the depression I fell into after he left was far too telling. Yet she still asks about him, still insists on me taking extra food back to college with me in case he isn't eating properly. She always packs all of his favourite foods, never mine. Never anything I ask for. 

It was a shock to  me when I realised he went to the same school as me. I was overjoyed. Thinking that it must have been fate, destiny had brought us back together. 

That hope died along with my lingering feelings for him when we bumped into each other and he acted like I didn't exist. Just some random girl on campus who couldn't watch where she was going. 

I still remember the pain in my chest when he scowled at me, I could distantly hear some girls snickering at my audacity to bump into 'the Jeon Jungkook'. But it was all muted out by the sound of his heavy footsteps walking away from me. Walking right into the arms of the prettiest girl I have ever seen. 

Her name is Jennie. I've come to learn that she's not only gorgeous but also smart and the sweetest person you'll ever meet. She's honestly perfect. God. I'd date her if I could. But she's only got eyes for Jungkook. 

If I'm being honest, and get over the childish resentment I have towards the idea they'd be the perfect couple. The thing with Jungkook is that he never dates. Not even someone like Jennie. 

He's completely open about this, letting every girl he starts something with know that it wont go any further than a friends with benefits situation, they always think they'll be the one to change him though. 

He cant really be blamed when they get their hearts broken, he was upfront from the beginning, they just refused to listen. I wouldn't say they can be to blame either though, everybody I've ever known has loved Jungkook, its almost impossible not to. I suppose I know this better than anyone. A living and breathing example that you cant be close to him without falling for him. 

But now here I am, resenting everything to do with him. I wasn't upset at him for leaving, I understood that, but everyday of summer that I didn't hear from him buried me deeper into my hurt and anger.

He still had a phone, it didn't have to be the end of our friendship. Seeing him again just cemented this. He was so cold to me, I suppose I get it. He has a new life now, new friends. I guess I'm so hurt because he was all I had and it turns out I was nothing to him. 

I had learned to be content with this. Keeping everything and everyone that has anything to do with him far, far away from me. It was a difficult task but a one I felt I had to do for my own sanity. Yet it was all in vain. All the friends I could've had, all the parties I could've attended, all lost for nothing. 

Because now here I'm sat in my stupid art class next to no one other than Jeon Jungkook. How cliché, being paired up with you childhood best friend who you were madly in love with. 

We've been assigned to take candid picture of our partners and make 5 pieces out of them. all with different emotions in mind and all in different mediums. We've been allowed free rein on this project. However, we will be deducted points if our professor doesn't think our pictures are spontaneous enough or don't show enough emotion. She also is expecting all our pieces to match up with the others, so in total  she wants 10 pieces that represent both of our styles but can also all go together as one project. She's given us all a polaroid camera each, its honestly all so perfect. 

This would usually be my wet dream. I'm allowed to do whatever I like on 5 completely separate projects. But the brooding presence beside me is damping the whole experience for me.  

I'm quite surprised when she tells us this will be our last project of the year, giving us 5 months to complete it. She informs us that it will be 60% of our final grade and she wants us to go big for all 5 of the pieces. 

I can tell other people are stressed by this from all of the muttering around the room but I honestly couldn't think of anything better. 5 months to express myself through my art anyway that I like. I can already feel the ideas rushing to me. 

From an artist perspective I can kind of see me being paired with Jungkook as a blessing. If I have to channel all my emotions into my art I can't think of a better person to do it through. However, as the petty person I am I couldn't be more annoyed. I can tell he's pissed off too, he still has the same habits, I could read his body language with my eyes closed. 

It kind of hurt, I cant lie, I know why I'm upset but is it really so bad for him to be paired up with me? Is he scared I'll ruin the pretty little reputation he's maintained here. It's honestly baffling how much one person can change. He never care what people thought of us before but now he cant even bare being paired up with me. He used to beg our teachers to put us together at school. 

He finally looks at me, a scowl evident on his face, I don't want to be paired up with you either, dickhead. 'I'll ask if there's anyway we can swap.' 

It's strange, the way my heart hurts at this, much like when he first left, or when he ignored me. It's silly, I didn't want to be paired up with him either. 'whatever.'

I'm already packing my things up to leave the class room when our professor starts talking again. 'Oh and one last thing, under no circumstances are you allowed to switch partners. I want this project to be as authentic as possible, I chose people you aren't friends with on purpose, I want you to learn about each other and to show that in your art. I want it to tell a story.'

It's like she's staring directly at me and Jungkook, 'For fuck sake.' Is all I hear him say before I leave the classroom. 

'Hey, wait up.' Jeon grabs my arm, forcing me to face him. I haven't looked him in the eyes since I first bumped into him. The temptation to walk away from him just like he did to me is immensely strong. 'We should at least exchange numbers for the project.' 

He sounds far to annoyed to my ears and it ticks me off even more. 'You're such a cunt.' Ripping my arm away from him I go to make my exit again. Call me dramatic but this is the first time we've talked since he left and I cant help but be a little bit pissy with him. God, he even deleted my number. 

'What the fuck is that meant to mean.' Oh, he's seething . Good. 

'Are you serious right now?' 

'No.' he deadpans. god this boy infuriates me. 'Of course, I'm serious. What is your problem.'

'You're my problem. You and your stupid better than thou act.' It comes out as a laugh. An angry one. 

'Look, I don't know why you're so mad at me, but you're going to have to get over it if were going to pass this class.' It's a reasonable point ill give him that. But really, he doesn’t know why i’m mad at him? That HAS to be a joke.

Sighing I decide to compromise, 'Just message me on Instagram, or did you delete that too?' It's petty I know, but I had to get it out.

'I'll message you later.' Completely ignoring my childish remark, he begins walking in the opposite direction. Being the one who gets to walk away yet again.

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a/n: and it begins 🤭

[spidey-bie]

I made the mistake of listening to music again (I really gotta stop doing that)

Anyways sitting thinking of Techpunk while listening to this:

and I don't even know who's singing this to who. Is Ansi singing this to Hobie? Is Hobie singing this to Ansi?

But like the feeling of being so mesmerized by someone because of how beautiful they are and how much of an impact they've made in your life.

Also I can envision all the scenes the singer is talking about but with Techpunk. Here's this cause I got bored:

Cruising around with you

Them riding around on Ansi's bike

And my baby

You know that I got you

(Both of them feeling like they can only rely on each other when it comes to their emotional needs.)

Pop the champagne

Pour me a glass

She's got good taste

This made me think of the first time they both got stupid drunk together and had to stumble back home. Hobie only got drunk because Ansi kept recommending drinks for him to try.

Take off our clothes

By the fireplace

A mission ends them in another dimension unable to return back so where they end up stranded in a remote cabin somewhere absolutely soaking wet from snow. They end up snuggled together in a blanket sitting next to a poorly lit fire place.

She looks just like a dream

The prettiest girl I've ever seen

From the cover of a magazine

The lyrics that inspired this whole thing in the first place I don't know who's saying this to who but as I said earlier they both get caught staring at the other all the time because they're so enthralled by how memorizing their partner is.

We stayed up all night and slept 'til noon

It's so nice to wake up next to you

Let's start the day with breakfast in bed

Need I even give an example. This is just them every day.

Think I'm gonna love you 'til I'm dead

I PROMISE ANSI HAS SAID THIS AT ONE POINT I PROMISE YOU HE'S SAID THIS. HE THINKS IT EVERYDAY.

No idea what this was lol. But here's a culmination of my thoughts as I listened to this song lol.

[iheart-nana]

v. sudden shower

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CHAPTER FIVE ─ sudden shower.

❛ she looks just like a dream, the prettiest girl i've ever seen ❜

Narrator's Perspective

"Thank you for your time," she expressed her gratitude to the Jagam High swimming team. Her smiling face reflected contentment with the outcome of their interview. The boys broke out in chatter on hearing a final note of conclusion and began biding their goodbyes to Eunyoung as well as to each other. Their coach gave Eunyoung a polite smile and a bow before taking his leave, his kind gesture returned by Eunyoung. She switched off her recorder, gathered her stuff and began her walk home.

Reaching the bus stop, she took a seat, a satisfied sigh leaving her mouth which seemed to say "It's over, and I did my best." Just as she looked out the window, she heard someone sit down beside her. Turning around, she couldn't believe whose face she saw. Eunyoung's eyes widened, her pupils constricting into tiny black beads. Her jaw slackens, and a breath hitches in her throat, momentarily stolen by surprise. She blinks rapidly, once, twice, willing herself not to be hallucinating.

"Choi Eunyoung?" Sunjae's voice fell on her ears, "So, you take this bus too?"

Pretending to look at his name tag, Eunyoung said, "Ryu Sunjae?"

"Hmm, that's me," he said rather cooly. His wandering gaze betrayed his faux composure, which went unnoticed by Eunyoung, who was too caught up in processing this new information.

Choi Eunyoung's Perspective

Sunjae and I sat in silence for the first half of the bus ride. I had to fight my instinct to fidget with the hem of my skirt or press the buttons on my MP3 recorder, both of which would make me look like a nervous disaster, not to mention serve no purpose to calm my racing heartbeat. It took all the strength in my body not to look at Sunjae, as I knew that if I did, I doubt I would ever be able to look away. My favourite idol was sitting next to me on a bus, oblivious to his future that I was painfully aware of. After about ten minutes, I thought it was a good opportunity to talk to him privately, and I mustered up some courage to say something.

"The coach was telling me you recently came back from rehab after shoulder surgery," I started as he turned to face me, "How is it that you were able to bounce back so quickly?"

"It feels as if I'm still being interviewed," he said with a cheeky chuckle.

"Sorry to put you on the spot," I apologized quickly with an embarrassed smile, "You don't have to answer that unless you want to."

"I don't mind," he smiled politely, "I think my determination played a major role. During rehab, all I could think of was the day I could swim again. I wanted to start as soon as my doctor said it would be okay."

My lips curled into a smile, which surfaced despite my efforts to conceal it. I recalled the time he said that the day of his last swimming competition was the most heartbreaking moment of his life. He must have been so dejected. The realization hit me like a bulldozer, that Sunjae loved swimming with his whole heart.

"I might not be in the place to say this, but wouldn't it be better to rest a while longer, so you can return when you've regained your strength?" I suggested gently, "Taking time off might do you some good."

"I appreciate your concern, but I feel ready," he argued, "I've rested enough."

Just as I began to speak, the bus came to a screeching halt, the announcement of my stop breaking my train of thought. Sunjae rose to his feet before I could say anything, "I need to get off here."

I sat hesitantly in my seat, trying to comprehend his declaration. I snapped out of my trance and rushed out of the bus. Sunjae stood before me with his back to me.

"Sunjae!" I called out to him.

He was just as surprised to see me, "This is your stop too?"

"Yeah," I said through laughs. We could only chuckle at all the coincidences we realized within about thirty minutes. A fat, cold drop of water spattered on my face, missing my right eye by less than an inch. I flinched in surprise, looking up at the grey skies, darkened by the dense sea of clouds that floated around, threatening to unleash the rain at any moment. 

Another drop fell on my face, the water cool against my flushed face. The little droplets were followed by a whole downpour of them, startling me as well as Sunjae, who jumped back. It felt like the sky had opened up and decided to dump its entire bucket of rainwater on us. The wind whipped up instantly, yanking at my hair and sending loose flyers skittering across the sidewalk like startled pigeons.

"What now?" Sunjae shouted over the drumming rain.

"Run!" I yelled back. An unknown instinct took over my body as I reached for Sunjae's hand, which felt twice the size of mine. Warmth filled my body as I clutched his hand tightly and looked up at his face, eyebrows raised in surprise, eyes wide and full of confusion. "Huh?"

I pulled him along as I broke off into a run. I felt his shock too, as his body couldn't react to my impulsive action soon enough. At first, it was as if I dragged him along, but then his feet began to pick up pace, our footsteps splashing against the wet street as we made our way through the narrow lanes leading me home.

For a moment, I looked back at Sunjae, his right hand still clutched mine and his other hand was risen in a desperate attempt to shield his head from the rain. A chuckle escaped my mouth on seeing him struggling. Since smiles are contagious, he began smiling, hesitantly at first, then flashing his dimples in a real laugh. Our voices muffled by the rain rang through the air, drowning out any thoughts I might have had then. His hair flopped atop his head like a puppy's ears, the creased corners of his eyes lighting up his entire face.

Ryu Sunjae's Perspective

I watched in awe as Eunyoung pulled my hand through the streets of a series of familiar narrow, winding lanes. Our hands clutched each other tightly, not letting go for reasons to which we were oblivious. The rain had always felt bothersome; I hated being drenched after spending long hours swimming. It exhausted me, as I drowned in feelings of resentment for it.

Today, this moment, was nothing like anything I had felt before. Adrenaline rushed through my veins pulling me towards Eunyoung as our feet splashed against the wet streets. My gaze wandered to Eunyoung's face. Her long, black hair was getting soaked by the minute, little water droplets running down her face. She looked back at me, laughing heartily at my surprised face. Her lips extended into a bright smile, the creased corners of her eyes expressing happiness I hadn't felt in god knows how long. Unknowingly, I joined in the laughter, the melodies of our voices resounding in my ears, muffled by the rain.

Something about her aura pulled me in, refusing to let me go. It felt like we had become intertwined in a few fleeting moments. I didn't know how long we had been running when her surprisingly tight grip dragged me into a restaurant nearby.

Is this what they call love at first sight? 

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nayoung's notes: no matter what universe sunjae is in, he can't escape his loser identity. this scene plays in my head every time it rains 🤧 this is my probablly my favorite chapter(so far) hope you liked it!

delphi's notes: SONAKI BITCHESSS. Not the love at first sight tho. 

@the-one-and-only-delphi

next chapter: saturday! (out now) list of chapterss here!

[choccyhearts]

Love At First Sight - The Brobecks // Argyle x Reader

Note: It's been rainy and gloomy lately and my heart is aching for Argyle fluff :( Also, first post of the new year!! I'm excited to write more ^_^

Cw: Fluff, fem!reader (she/her pronouns)

Summary: "A typical boring shift at Surfer Boy Pizza takes a turn for the best when Argyle is met with the girl of his dreams (Fluffy)"

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"Could this be love at first sight, or should I walk by again?"

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Clap! Boom!

Argyle rips his head away from the counter where it was rested previously. It had been raining all day leading to an uneventful shift. Usually, he had something to entertain himself with or friends to chat with, but today he was feeling just as gloomy as the weather.

His eyes look at the clock. 5:03. Well, maybe there will be a dinner rush?

He resumes his previous stance, his mind traveling back into daydream world; When he gets home he's gonna make a sandwhich...He still needs to get that weird sound the van is making checked out...He has nothing to do this weekend, he should make plans with-

Boom!

He's taken out of his thoughts again by a rather loud thunder boom. He sighs and decides to go laze about in the back, doubting that anything is gonna happen.

As he begins to make his way, the door flies open, the hum of rain invading the atmosphere and another clap of thunder echoes throughout the store.

He turns around and his irises nearly turn into love heart shapes. Standing in the store now is the prettiest girl he's ever seen -- no, most beautiful girl he's ever seen.

She's shaking off her umbrella and herself while making her way to the counter. Her hair is pulled into a ponytail, soft eye makeup smudged around her eyes, and her skin is glistening due the water specks splattered along randomly.

"Oh gosh! It is crazy out there!", she chuckles lightly. She looks up at Argyle as he leans against the counter. "I didn't think it would get this bad when I first left."

She gives him a smile filled with enough warmth to melt his heart. He's already head over heels and he just barely met her.

"Mhm", he smiles, his eyes glazed over.

"Um, so I would like to place an order...", she trails off, eyeing him curiously.

"Yeah...oh! Yes, sorry!", he composes himself, taking off his visor to run a hand through his hair. "Yeah, what would you like?"

"Okay, don't judge me for this, but I seriously drove all the way over here for a pineapple pizza" she scrunches her features. "I know people think it's gross, but I've been needing a pick-me-up lately and it's my favorite pizza!"

Argyle can't believe that today is the day he's meeting his soulmate. He always believed in love and soulmates and all that jazz, but now that it's happening for him, it feels like a dream.

"You are amazing, dude", he sighs. She raises her eyebrow, amused by the guy in front of her. "No judgement here! I have always been a defender of pineapple on pizza! In fact, my boss has gotten on my ass about how much I push the customers to try it."

The girl giggles, covering her mouth her hand. He laughs along, glad that she's being charmed by him.

"You're cute...", he says softly. Heat fills the apples of her cheeks as she avoids his eyes. "Like, you have a cute laugh...I like hearing it."

"Thank you...", her eyes look at his name. "Argyle. That's a sick name." Now Argyle's face warms up.

They stand and look into each other's eyes like they're in a movie, the world and the storm dissolving into nothingness.

Boom!

They both twitch at the noise, each looking in opposite directions. She reaches into her bag and pulls her wallet out. She begins to count the dollar bills when Argyle's hand places itself on hers.

"Don't worry about, it's on me", he smiles.

"Oh, I couldn't do tha-"

"Really, don't worry about it." She nods and puts her wallet back in her bag. When she looks up he's disappeared into the back.

She walks over to a table and plops down in a chair. She toys with her fingers as she thinks to herself; He's such a sweet guy...that you only just met...He said I was cute...Probably just being nice, the wind did a number on my hair out there, I just know it...

She rips her compact out of her bag. Her mouth drops a little as she examines her face and hair.

"Oh, jeez." She wipes the smudged makeup away with her thumb and does her best to ruffle her hair and get it looking decent again.

He's so cute...he's beautiful, honestly...and he seems so...fun...but I don't even know him

She's pried away from her thoughts by a pizza being slid on to her table.

"Here you are, dude", Argyle announces. "I assumed you'd wanna stay here since it's still raging out there."

She looks outside and sees it's still terrible.

"Thank you, a lot", she beams. She watches as he walks away, her mouth speaking before she thinks. "Would you sit with me?"

He stops in his tracks. He was hoping to actually talk with her, learn about the girl he'll spend the rest of his life with.

"Yeah, dude, no problem!" He sits across from her and watches as she takes her first bite. She hums with pleasure, eyes closing.

"God, this is so good. Definitely worth almost dying." They both laugh.

They spend the next hour talking, uninterrupted. Every loud thunder clap and flash of lightning is met with no reaction from either person, too absorbed in each other's company. When the storm is reduced to light sprinkling, they both know it's time for her to go.

"This was honestly the best pizza experience I've ever had. Thank you for waiting the rain out with me." She stands up and plays with the strap of her bag.

"Of course. Thank you for making this shift so much better." As happy as he is, Argyle can't help but feel sad too. He wants her to stay, he wants to be by her side forever.

She slowly walks to the door before turning back around. She walks to the table and pulls a pen out of her bag. She grips his hand loosely, pulling it to her.

She scribbles down something before releasing him. Her number...

"I really want to talk again", she confesses.

"Thank God, I do too. The minute you walked in I knew you were my dream girl", Argyle's shoulders drop in relief. She giggles and leans down.

"Call anytime, I'll always be available for my dream boy." She hesitates moving closer to him; You just met him, this is too forward...but you both just admitted you felt something...

She closes the gap, delivering on to him a delicate kiss on the cheek. She turns around and walks out the door, waving her hand over her shoulder.

Argyle places his hand over the spot she kissed, mesmerized by her leaving.

Best. Storm. Ever.

[bayisdying]

Second Chance at Love| Prologue

Delilah Shadley isn't sure she still believes in soulmates and true love. She has her daughter Baylie and that's all she needs anymore. Until one day she meets William Steele and it's like the universe is telling her that maybe just maybe she's getting a second chance.

A/N: this is the first part of just a handful of chapters about Delilah and William aka the poor couple who raised our favorite hot mess, Lucky.

Tagging my babes: @dragon-kazansky @mrsjaderogers @gracespicybradshaw @callmemana @askmarinaandothers @starlit-epiphany @ladylanera

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"I'll have my findings on your desk before end of day tomorrow." Delilah slammed the phone down and ran a hand through her hair. She'd gone to law school, just the same as these jackasses but they still bossed her around as if her law degree meant nothing.

She looked at the clock on the wall, the babysitter still had Baylie for two hours. Her sweet girl who just turned three a few months prior. The picture on her desk was from the birthday party, the mermaid theme was evident. That was all Baylie talked about these days, how she was actually a mermaid. Delilah smiled, being a single mom was not in her life plans but she'd never dream of trading her daughter for the world even though they'd definitely hit the three-nager years and the sass was very strong.

She turned off her computer and started to pack up, there was that new bar the opened up in town. She'd stop and have a quick drink before picking Baylie up she decided. She'd earned it this week, the cases she was assisting on were not their normal workload. Plus, she would be supporting a local business and she decided that was her good deed for the day.

When she parked, she noticed that there was only three other cars in the small parking lot. It was still early on a Thursday she supposed but she walked in anyways. The bar was nice inside, Delilah was impressed, ever since she'd moved here for college this building had been abandoned. Her roommates used to sneak in because it was supposedly haunted by jilted lovers. Delilah never joined them, mainly because the thought of being stuck together for entirety with someone who did her wrong sounded like hell.

The bar was empty, but a small group of men were playing pool at one of the many tables. She took a seat at the bar and pulled her book out of her briefcase, if she had to wait to be served she'd at least find out if the couple in her book would ever admit their feelings for one another.

That's when the door to the back opened and a man came out carrying boxes of booze. She looked up briefly and had to take a double check. He was attractive, of that she was quite sure. Even the little of his face she could see from above the boxes.

"What can I get the prettiest woman I've ever seen in this bar?" The man asked and she couldn't help but smile he was definitely attractive now that the boxes were out of the way.

"I'll take a Coors Light, bottle please and my name is Delilah. But prettiest woman ever is a nice nickname."

"Delilah, it's nice to meet you." He said opening the bottle and setting it in front of her. "I'm William."

[yourflowersfirst]

day 1,421

pages 256-258

filled with pain and unwanted resentment. i wish to be made of love but i’m not; i am the pieces of a child held together by regret, rage, and trusting in an older man- all begging to fall apart. i always think of you before i fall asleep. the words you said, the way you looked, the things we laughed about, the silent moments we shared. when i dream, i always try to make sure it’s of you. it’s always about you. loving you is breathing to me. easy rise and fall of my chest.

you are the knife i turn inside of myself, is this love?

and i thought, so suddenly it jolted me, “he’s so pretty i could cry,” i clutched my ribs, my heart, anything to calm the ache and storm gathering in me. “pretty boy, with pretty hair and pretty eyes. he’s mine, all mine.”

he wants nothing to do with me.

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"the lord knows that even the lowliest amongst us can be worthy of mercy," father jeff was stoic. "but once the devil has his claws in, the fires of hell take over. there is no saving someone beyond it. temptation is one of these things that can lure someone over the threshold. once your soul is engulfed, praying for 1000 years could not save you."

i chewed at my nails. my little sister was looking at her kids' bible, young enough to get away with not paying attention. i zoned out and thought about what father jeff said, how he seemed to be staring straight at me. during communion, my hands trembled, and i almost dropped the eucharist. the organist looked at me quizzically.

after service, once home, i had a fried bologna sandwich for lunch my mom made. i ate half and chewed and spit the other half. i excused myself and went to hide alone in the woods by my house, still wearing my long skirt and saddle shoes from mass. i yanked my hair out of the braid in annoyance, tangled but unbothered by the knots as i trotted to the ginormous oak trees and rushing dirty creek.

my mother just sighed and kept folding laundry as i left, shouting to be back in an hour to do algebra I homework. i barely had a C, she reminded me, not gently. ("high school is going to be terrible for you if you keep behaving like this.") i laid in the tall spring grass on my back and tried texting him on my blue slide phone- a pantech laser 2012 that couldn't download apps, but could play non copyrighted music and text my boyfriend.

i tried sending him a few messages, but it was the middle of the day; he'd likely be at work. though, to my shock, he texted back quickly.

"sneaking on my phone to text u. don't tell my boss ;)"

i snorted and laid my arm over my eyes to fight off the sun. "our secret. miss your voice though."

"i wanna see u so bad," he replied, ignoring me. "ur an angel. the prettiest girl i've ever seen."

i snapped a quick selfie to send (which would take forever on this phone, of course). i hesitated, despising my glasses, braces, spattering of freckles. i always thought my freckles looked like the blood spatter at a crime scene. i sent it anyway, and he gushed over my appearance. "you're beautiful, so sexy, i am so in love with you, perfect darling baby." it felt like a trap. i felt like a caged animal.

"i wanna make u feel good," he replied. "would do anything to go down on u..."

"i wanna meet you irl already, feel ur skin on mine," he sent through after i ignored his other messages, the ones that made bile creep up my throat. a caterpillar crawled up my leg in solidarity. "lets meet at a park in upper arlington. i'm off work wednesday, we could hang at likeee 2?"

i gnawed at my lower lip, free hand fiddling with the dandelions shedding their yellow coats. "i'm in school till 3. plus i can't drive, and if you pick me up my mom will freak LOL." meeting him in person, in truth, frightened me. my blood was running cold and turning pale in my veins.

"have ur mom drop u off, just tell her ur meeting a friend," the solution came too easily to him. "i wanna kiss u!!!!"

my brain was numb as i typed out, "okay."

3 days later, we were at a park 15 minutes from my house. i just wanted to hold his hand, that's all. nothing impure. my mom, sister, krystal, and i all got out of the minivan. as we walked around the park, i saw him. i felt like a deer about to get run over. he sauntered over to me, though, not seeing my mom hobbling behind me. my sister and krystal were running right to the swings, oblivious to the shitstorm about to happen. i trotted ahead, just barely out of eyesight. ignored by all. no one noticed the little girl approaching the man with a class ring on.

"wow, hi! you're gorgeous in person," he ran toward me and kissed my lips so fast i hardly noticed.

my first kiss.

we walked around the park quickly, until we settled under a huge pine tree that was throwing away its winter coat. early april was still chilly in ohio, but the sun was out just enough to tease warmer days.

i was wearing my nicest pair of earrings and most form fitting skinny jeans. we nestled under the tree, him wiggling his tongue into my mouth. anytime i tried to protest and pull away he snaked his hand to the back of my head, pulling my hair, pulling me back in. he smelled very nice, i thought. it's what i tried to focus on instead of the incessant need rising in him and the nausea rising in me.

in my peripheral vision, i saw someone walking over to the tree we were under. i tried to jump away, but it was too late.

she saw. she saw him, had she been catching up this whole time? frick frick frick. i jumped away from him, his dyed hair much more blue in person the more i looked at him. "oh, is this..." he trailed off, noticing my mother, her face turning 20 shades of crimson.

"who is this man?" my mom eventually pulled me away, her anger and grief palpable enough to taste. i deserved this. i waved goodbye to him sheepishly as i was hauled away. he just looked dumbstruck, then annoyed as he sauntered home in his pristine vans and my chemical romance tshirt. "girls! we're going home!" she howled at my sister and her best friend, 11 and 12 years old respectively.

"aww man, we weren't even here for 20 minutes."

"yeah, why'd you ruin all the fun?"

i didn't have an answer. my mother shoveled me into the van. "we'll talk once we're home, with your father."

"no, please don't tell him," i started crying and hyperventilating. my glasses fogged up pathetically. "please."

"sis, why're you crying so hard?"

"you have snot running from your nose. ew."

i wiped my face with my paramore hoodie.

once home, my parents sat me in my room, on the bed. i was preparing for the worst. him arrested, police cars everywhere, the news interviewing how i loved but lost him in the end. me watching from the sidelines, brave yet inconsolable. none of this was my fault, technically. right? how much victimhood are you willing to grant a girl like me, one who knew exactly what i was?

"you're grounded for a month," my mom started with no preamble. "and your phone and laptop privileges are gone except for school, with one of us watching."

i started crying again. "but i love him."

"no. shut up. i won't hear of this," my mom kept going. "you did this, you let him do all that crap i saw on your phone messages. you could have said no and deleted his number, or whatever. either way. no more skype, no more phone, no more minecraft, no more wizard101. i don't know how you met that man, but it ends now."

(author's note: my mom had no clue how to deal with this. i am sympathetic to her now. please don't treat her harshly, this is just what happened to me.)

my dad was silent as the dead. i wailed, "i'm sorry," over and over again.

"you're gonna be."

no police, he wasn't arrested. no one knew of my shame except them and me. and him, of course. my parents threw all the blame on my shoulders for me alone to carry. that night, in the bath, i scrubbed my skin so hard i bled a little. yet i never felt clean and never really would again. in a month, once i got my phone back, i texted him: "it's me. i'm so sorry." i still remembered his number, my love knowing no bounds. it still doesn't.

"whatever. u left me. i have a new gf now, anyway, and shes way hotter than u. have fun at ur marching band practices."

i threw my new phone across my room. it was dark, and i heard cicadas screeching at me. they were calling me a stupid infantile girl, and they were right. i wondered if my soul was still beyond saving. i said 10 hail marys, just in case it would help. god, i'm not these things i do. i'm gonna regret this forever. i sobbed over my gold cross rosary. it still hangs in my room to this day.

[berrieluv]

if you're too shy then let me know.

so i had a dream and i had to write it. CW. Overstimulation, non-con, dub-con, self word non stablished, innocent reader, dark!spider man, perv!peter parker, creampie, oral sex (male and female), fingering, masturbating (male), sir kink, public sex, exhibitionist kink, multiple orgasms. let me know if i missed one.

Peter always thought he liked Gwen Stacy. It was only fair, it was right, it felt right. She was smart, pretty and charismatic, she always seemed to understand him and she was a strong, independent woman.

But just when he was thinking on asking her out, on start working, building the friendship into something else, he met you, and you were the prettiest little thing he has ever seen, and wanting you just felt right, even more than wanting Gwen.

Thought the feeling was different, he knew he loved Gwen, she was his best friend, and being by her side, in any situation, made the universe's path seem correct. But he wanted you, he wanted you like he has never want someone, it burned his skin and it didn't allow him to sleep at nights.

"Umh, hello?" You said, a sunday night while walking outside the store, Peter knew you saw him, at least Spider-Man, he was standing close to the alley and that was the first time he saw you. "Are you going to hurt me?"

You questioned, far too innocent fom the city of Brooklyn wickedness, he wanted to, you seemed too pure, too cute for the darkness of the night and he wanted to bruise your skin, put you against the wall and make you beg for him to stop.

As soon as that thought invaded his mind, he thought how many more could think of that, and he felt the need to protect you, at least from others.

He and Gwen befriended you, your faculty was near to Gwen's and you crossed paths when you almost throw her final project. You couldn't stop apologizing, wanting to get smaller and disappear, but Gwen just smiled at you and invited you for lunch, as she thought you were incredibly cute as well.

"Peter, this is my new friend... Y/N" the blonde girl smiled, and Peter could swear he might die from the cute smile and the little wave you used to greet him.

"Hi" He said "I'm Peter Parker"

As time passed by, you became close with both of them, and one afternoon you said, out of the blue, gaining concerned looks from Gwen and embarrassment took over Peter's body when she looked at him.

"This boy has been follow me lately" You started, 'lately' meaning since you moved to Brooklyn "He wears a red and blue suit, I think I've seen him on the news but..." you stopped "I don't think it's him because he's supposed to be a hero, a friendly person, and the boy following me scares me"

You continue eating, as if what you said wasn't concerning, as if it happened every day; "Peter..." Gwen said, between her teeth.

"Maybe there's two of them" He said, his hands sweating at Gwen's deep stare "The good one and an impostor"

That made sense, at least for you, but Gwen knew better.

"I should ask the good one for help, to take the bad one away" You said, and then you opened your eyes, as if what you just said was unacceptable "Not in a bad way" You pout "I just don't want him following me"

Where did Peter got someone to dress as Spider-Man so he could 'fight' him and pretend he saved you wasn't what was concerning, which was even more unbelievable was your ability to believe everything people would say to you.

"You alright, sweetheart?" Spider-Man asked you once the other ran away "Did he hurt you?"

You shook your head and look at Spider-Man with big doe eyes, thanking him with the sparkles in your eyes and trying to catch your breath.

"Good" He continued "Now... How're you gonna repay me?"

It came out too mischievous, too perverted for anyone's liking but you, he did something for you, the least you could do was paying for his actions.

"I– I don't know, sir" You started, tears assuming through your eyes because your pockets were empty and you were just carrying your daddy's credit card "I don't have money on me but I promise you, mr. Spider-Man, I would pay you as soon as I have cash on me, I'll– I'll even pay interests"

You rambled and Peter chuckled, finding you ridiculously cute.

"Princess... no, I don't ask for money"

"No?" He shakes his head "Then...?"

"Last time, an old woman gave me a chocolate pie"

"But I don't bake" You pouted, and his hand traveled to your chin, caressing your lower lip with his thumb and you felt shivers traveling down your spine. "Sir?"

"Yeah" He breathed "I like sir, call me that, princess" You frown, not understanding. "I'm gonna go easy on you, alright?" You nod "Just because you're so pretty" He continues, and you blush, his hand goes to his mask and lifts it a little, enough to show his lips, and even thought they seemed familiar for you, you didn't give it a second thought, most people looked alike in New York. "Gonna kiss you"

And you panic, because you've never kiss someone before, you swallowed your lips and he looked at you, or at least you thought for how he moved his head, the white eyes of the mask going from your lips to your eyes.

"I've never kiss someone" You let out, and you don't know why you felt suddenly ashamed.

"No one has ever touch those lips" You shake your head, lips inside your mouth again "Well, today's your lucky day, princess. Who better than your hero"

And you knew he was right, something told you he was making a point. A kiss should be shared between people who love, who care for each other, and if Spider-Man took the time to save you, took the time to still be here, to wait until your body stopped shaking, it was because he cared for you.

"You love me?" You asked, looking at his pretty puffy lips, pink and small, you smiled.

"Yeah" He said, not thinking it twice, chuckling. Maybe he didn't love you, love you, not like he loves Gwen, not like he loves but may, but he loved the way your body looked tiny next to him, he loved the idea of how gigantic his cock would look once he puts it against your cunt. So yes, he loved you too. "How could I not? You're so pretty"

Peter was waiting for you to say something, in reality he just wanted to act, he wanted to take you right there, rip your clothes off in the middle of the night, knowing the cold October breeze would invade your body, but it didn't matter, because he was gonna fuck you so hard, you would get warm with his horny body. For a minute, consent started to feel overrated, just a factor made to lose time.

He finally kiss you, taking your silent as a clue to do so, knowing you were too shy to say 'yes', too shy to let him know you wanted that too. He must as well just fuck you straight away since you would never verbally allow him to. Too timid, too innocent to even know what sex what, or at least he got turned on by that thought.

His lips smashed against yours, he wetted your lower lip, biting it when he was about to pull away, suddenly deciding it wasn't enough. He needed to be inside of you one way or another, so when you gasped at the bit, he took the opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth, causing your eyes to open and your hands travel to his chest, pulling him away or at least trying to do such thing.

His hand went to your neck and hold it a bit tight, closing his fist more every time you tried to pull away, a few seconds after, tears were asking your eyes to let them go and you were whimpering, crying, for Spider-Man to stop.

"You' alright there, doll?" He asked, pulling away and taking your hand in his, looking at your teary eyes and your red neck "What's wrong?"

"Couldn't breathe" You say in a thin, broken voice "Wanted to stop but you wouldn't let me"

"Oh!" He faked worry "I'm so sorry, doll, you just looked so pretty I couldn't stop myself" And it was like he knew he would get away with everything just with that nickname, you're favorite word, it sounded so good coming from his lips, so honest and soft, so pretty. "Are you mad?"

You shake your head and look at him, putting your hands back in your neck, not knowing why your pussy was tickling. Not knowing if it was right how much you liked it.

"No, sir" You answered with a small smile, cleaning your skirt and looking at him again "Thank you"

"I don't think that bad, mean man would bother you again, doll. Might stick around sometimes to take care of you, alright? Don't get scare" He smiles, but you can't see it "Doll, don't tell anyone, right? Everyone would want to kiss Spider-Man and I can't go kissing every girl I save, can I?" You shake your head "Not when I have you"

You nod with a smile and walk out of the alley, Peter's eyes glued to your back, making sure you get back home safely.

★

You start the next morning feeling new. You shared your first kiss with none other than Brooklyn superhero, and he speeded the whole kiss reminding you how pretty you were.

You arrived school with a smile, the world seemed pink and for some reason any problem could bother you. Gwen complimented your sudden radiation of happiness;

"Nor that you didn't look happy, you always look happy..." she started "But you look radiant today"

Peter just nodded, as if he didn't know, but the thing was, you liked the kiss, and he felt happy for that.

There was a party that weekend, you wanted to attend and meet new people, the event which usually would pass by the two of them, was attended.

Gwen wouldn't let go of your hand, always thinking if she drops it you would get lost. And in Gwen's mind, you loosing them in the crowded club was the worst think that could happened to the United Stated of America.

"Peter, what's wrong with you?" Gwen asked, turning to see him and then at you, examining your face for any sign that you wanted to leave "You're awfully quiet"

Peter chucked, nervously "Parties are not my thing" He shrugged.

"Yeah, I know, but Y/N's having a good time" She turned around to see you, still holding your hand, trying to get away, inside the crowd of people dancing. "That's good"

Peter nodded, and his eyes couldn't help but travel to your ass, your skirt seemed to get shorter today, your graphic shirt tighter and you were wearing leather boots instead of the usual snickers.

How could he act nonchalantly when he couldn't stop thinking about you, about putting your skirt up and fucking you in any surface he could find. He would even take you right there if he had the chance.

★

"Peter I lost, Y/N" Gwen arrived next to him, panicking "She was standing next to me then I went for drinks and then she was gone"

"What do you mean you lost her?" He says, looking at the blonde girl "Like a child?" She nods "Alright, let's look for her. Take a look around the club I'll see outside"

Gwen nodded and walked away from Peter, Peter, who saw you walking through the back door a few seconds before, who saw you hugging his jacket trying to warm your body.

Peter who left through the front door, taking advantage of the darkness to start taking his clothes off and pulling his mask on his face. Peter who was about to rail you on the club's parking lot.

Would you like him to fuck you? And more important, would you want him to fuck you?

It was echoing his mind, but it was far too late now, he knew your opinion couldn't import less, he needed it.

"Sir?"

You called when you distinguished the red and blue suit. He nods, walking close to you.

"What're you doing by your own here, doll?" He asks, caressing your cheek and smiling at how you pressed your face against his palm "It's dangerous"

"Inside felt weird" You said, opening your eyes and looking at him "I wanted some air"

He nods and without you noticing he sends a web to the door. Starting to breath heavy, pulling his mask up with desperation and taking your face more aggressive than the last time. You try to protests, but your words are shouted by a surprised gasp when he puts you on top of the nearest car and his hands make their way down your skirt, without leaving your lips.

You try to fight back but his hold gets tighter, his hand moves faster through the fabric of your panties and he stops his touch to pull up your shirt, your bare chest on display for him and you start to complain when he leaves your lips to put your breast inside his mouth.

"Sir?" You asked, scared "What're you doing?"

But he didn't answer, just pulls your arm, making you bend over the car, your cheek against the cold white metal of the Mercedes and letting out a gasp by the froze sensation traveling through the skin of your sensitive titties.

"Please, no"

You cry when your ass is exposed, your skirt pulled up and Peter big hands touching you, putting your underwear aside and kissing your inner thighs.

"Don't fight it, bunny" He says softly, as if what he was doing was right "I'm making you feel good, don't you want that?"

And yes, you wanted, but this didn't feel right. It made you feel dirty, it made you feel so bad it was almost good.

"Your pretty pussy's all wet for me, darling. Doesn't it feel good?" He whispers "You know what pussy is?"

You nod, because you weren't that oblivious, what you didn't know was why it started to feel wet.

Peter licks his fingers and pass them through your folds, making you quiver and cry, it hurts when he puts his finger inside, your walls stretching the two long and slim fingers and his cock hardens at the thought, because if his scrawny fingers felt like that, how would his cock feel.

"You're pussy's so tight, bunny. Fuck it feels too good"

He starts to move fasters, your cries are beginning yo mix with moans and your whispered 'stop's' doesn't seem to register through Peter's ears, ignoring how violently your body starts shaking and how you seem out of breath.

He kneels to kiss your cunt, his tongue making its way through your folds and his hand grabbing your ass. He takes off the Spider-Man suit as fast as he can and frees his cock, starting to stroke his cock with his fingers inside of you.

"Do you like how Spider-Man makes you feel, baby?"

"Stop, sir, please. S'not right" You cry.

"But it is, baby. It's just right, it's what people who love each other do, didn't you say you loved me?" He pouts, and you catch a glimpse of his lips quivering; "Were you lying?"

You shake your hand, tears leaving your eyes because it felt wrong and you made Spider-Man sad.

"Love you" You moan, trying to make him feel better.

"Oh, baby" He moans, taking his cock and spanking your ass with it "Love you more"

He wanted to be careful, the thought was present on him since before he got out of the club, but he was so horny, he needed to put it inside of you right away, so he did, ignoring your hurtful cries and how you tried to climb on the car to get away from him.

He took your hips, thrusting deeper into you, slowly, because he wasn't a monster after all.

"Hurts, sir"

You cry, and he feels his cock harden, the look of your teary eyes, mascara streaming down your face and hands in your back. He cummed inside once, the first of the night he thought, and you felt a sudden peace when his warm cum traveled your walls.

"Sir?"

"That's my cum, doll" He starts, taking your body and flipping you, lowering his face to your cunt and smiling at how the white sticky fluid was trying to scape your pussy "S' like medics" He continued "Gonna make you feel better, alright?"

And you, full of ignorance, nod, exhaling and maintaining your back up with your hands. Peter starts to lick your folds again, wildly, like he was starving, he dingers it, moving his hand like an expert and sucking your clit, making you squirm uncontrollably, looking at him with mouth open, moaning, crying, because you don't know what it's happening to your body and if what you felt was right or wrong.

It feel... strange, your stomach was tickling and you didn't know why or how but something made you feel like you wanted, no, needed, more.

Your legs hug Peter's head and he smiles, taking your tights and deepening his tongue inside of you, you throw back your head and Peters pulls away, starting to finger you fast, making you feel exactly what you needed.

"Sir..." You say, in a whisper, almost in a moan "Feels weird"

And he smiles without stopping his fingers, holding your legs open every time you wanted to close them, "How weird, bunny?"

"Wanna pee"

You cry in embarrassment and plead for him to let you go to the bathroom, gaining a 'no' every time you asked him to stop. He doesn't think about it twice when he feels you cumming, a scandalous moan leaving your lips that made you almost feel ashamed, but you didn't even knew what a moan was, or how it should sound.

Peter opens your legs and slicks his –again– hard cock inside of you, feeling the cold breeze between you both and if it wasn't because Peter Parker was your friend, he would've take the mask off right there. His cock in thrusting into you while his fingers are circling your clit, you hug his torso with your legs and let your back collapse into the car, opening them like a reflex.

Peter takes his cock out and kisses your swollen pussy once more, fingering you now with three fingers, taking advantage of the stretching his cock did. You couldn't hold still, your body squirming at a violent motion, trying to pull him away from you with your tiny little weak hand, which had nothing against Spider-Man's big and strong body.

One of your legs was moving on the air and the other was feeling the cold metal against your skin, extending and distending at the overstimulation.

You couldn't take it anymore, your cries should advert Peter of it, your tired voice and your shaking body, but he had much more cum to go.

"Let's go, princess" He says softly "You can go more, I know you can, your body is begging me for it"

But your body couldn't beg, you weren't even aware it could talk, but today you discovered your body knew what you wanted even before you could think of it, much before you could even process what was happening, because even if your mind seemed oblivious to what was happening, your body knew what it needed.

"I'm gonna let you all full with my cum, baby. You'll get back to your friends with my cum stuffed in your pretty pussy" He says, thrusting into you again, holding your leg up and taking your hand to put it in your clit. You look at him in horror "Move it, princess. How you want it doesn't matter, make yourself feel good"

"That's a sin" You whisper, scare of the mere word, he smirks and shook his head; "S' alright, Spider-Man's asking you to do it"

"Is fine if Spider-Man asks?"

"Oh, baby" He moans "Everything's alright if Spider-Man asks you for it"

And with that, a small part of your mind telling you to feel dirty disappeared. You move your hand as he ordered and he still thrusting into you, He stops your hand to take both of your legs and takes them to his shoulders, making you scream and now it was pure pleasure.

Your body felt good, and you didn't want to prive yourself from the pleasure, but you wanted him to stop. Because this doesn't feel right.

Peter pulls your hand and makes you sit, getting close to him and kissing your lips, making you think that maybe it wasn't that bad after all, because everything was right if you were sharing a kiss.

"You're so fucking pretty" He moans, guiding your leg to his shoulder again and grabbing your hair, pulling you closer to him and kissing you, like he knew you were needing that assurance,

You stop thinking for a moment and just get stuck in the kiss, moaning in his lips for how close you were, for how good it feel, it was almost understandable this felt wrong in your mind, dirty, because if you were having any remorse you couldn't possibly stop doing this.

Peter hugs you and holds you close, hiding his face in your neck and thrusting violently into you, confident in what he was doing.

You cry, and you weren't sure if it was because you felt tired or because you felt so overwhelmed. Now Peter grabs your neck, closing his fist around your skin and smirking with his face close to you.

"Who's the prettiest girl in Brooklyn?" He asks, earning a smile from you "You– fuck..." he thrusts "You are, princess. Such a pretty fucking baby" He says, kissing your nose and leaning to whisper in your ear "You're such a pretty tiny little thing"

And with that he cums inside of you again, flipping you and letting your hips to start bouncing in his cock, watching as your body tries to get close to him so he could thrust deeper; "God, I turned you into a whore" He chuckles and you moan.

"Alright, my cute pretty whore, gonna make you feel even better, right? Gonna cum again?" He asks, chuckling because he knows, he knows you have no idea what cum means.

"I want your mouth, baby" He says, pulling your body and sitting you on the concrete of the street, leaning his cock to your face "Open"

He says, and since he said everything was valid if Spider-Man asks you for it, you open your mouth wide, he has to do all the work, you're clueless to what you're doing, gagging when in the hear of the moment Peter puts his cock deeper, feeling your throat close and the air wasn't entering your body.

And that was it.

You put your hands in his pelvis, pulling him away from you, feeling suffocated and your stomach upset.

You can't tell him to stop, you're chocking in his cock and the tears on your face don't seem to concern him, he's enjoying how your soft lips feel around his cock and how your small throat hugs him. You almost choke when your nose meets his pubic bone and a few seconds later he finally lets you go, you crawl away from him, trying to win back the air you lost.

Your chest moves up and down quickly, your eyes filled with terror and Peter takes your hair, pulling you to him again, stroking his cock while you cry and he opens your mouth with his big and strong hand since you refused to do such thing for him, finally coming undone inside your mouth.

"Swallow, baby doll"

You're crying, and you flinch back when he tries to touch you again, Peter in exchange puts his hands up and walks back, allowing you to stand up and fix your clothes, panicking installing in your body.

"You alright, bunny?" He asks nonchalantly, as if you weren't wishing you were dead, as if you didn't feel like dying just minutes ago. "Can I help you?"

"No!" You yell, taking Peter's –your friend Peter– jacket, covering you with it in an attempt to feel protected. "Please, no"

You whisper, and he just puts the suit on. Leaving a kiss on your cheek before you flinched back and swinging away from you.

★

"Y/N, oh, Jesus Christ" Peter yelled as soon as he saw you leaving the parking lot "What the fu– what're you doing here, alone, we were worried sick" He says, examining your body and swallowing his smirk when he smells your pussy full of cum. Finally he hugs you "Don't do this to us, sweetheart, we were concerned about you"

"Sorry" You say, your voice sounding small and broken, feeling like you wanted to cry, feeling the shame hugging your body because how were you suppose to tell your best friend Spider-fucking-Man railed you there, in the parking lot, outside with the people walking by the street. "Didn't mean to"

You pout and he smiles, vanishing it with his thumb and kissing your forehead "S' everything alright?" He wonders and you want to tell him, but it doesn't feel like something you should extern, because you don't want Peter treating you any different. "Was someone with you?"

You nod, hiding your face in his chest "Spider-Man?"

You tell him in a whisper, your words sounding like a whisper, scared Peter wouldn't believe you, scared that he would get mad; "The mean one?"

"I don't know"

[iichaeyj]

the songs enhypen dedicates to you . . . ♡

PAIRING: enhypen x gn!reader

GENRE: fluff

WARNINGS: some of the songs use she/her pronouns and refer to the person as a girl, but the post itself does not mention the reader's preferred gender !!

WORD COUNT: 0.8k

A/N: i sorta thought about the thing where people post their s/o on their instagram stories with songs in the background

HEESEUNG

"Something About You" by Eyedress and Dent May

"she looks just like a dream, the prettiest girl i've ever seen"

i feel like he would know the song

and everytime he hears it, he pictures you

and i feel like the song just sorta captures the way he sees you, yk??

like he definitely thinks that you're the most perfect person out there

and he'd post a picture that he took of you with the lyrics in the corner

it'd be a picture he took of you when you weren't looking, too

just so that he can show everyone how wonderful you look in his eyes <3

JAY

"Every Summertime" by Niki

"baby, i'd give up anything to travel inside your mind. baby, i fall in love again come every summertime"

this song suits him so well i can't explain it

the song talks about how someone falls in love with their s/o more and more every summertime

and i think jay just falls more in love with you everyday

like every little thing you do makes his heart flutter

he'd probably post a picture of you smiling happily he took when you weren't looking

he thinks you look the cutest when you're smiling

and he wants to show everyone how in love he is :(

JAKE

"Adore You" by Harry Styles

"walk through fire for you, just let me adore you like it's the only thing i'll ever do"

HE'S SO IN LOVE WITH YOU PLEASE

like i imagine him just doting on you so much

and this song is meant to show how much he's willing to do for you just because he adores you so much

like honestly, he just goes all <3_<3 whenever you're around

and the song just suits him so well

he'd post the song to a picture he took of you while on a date or smth

and he might add little drawings of hearts around you

it's so cute i'm gonna cry

SUNGHOON

"Until I Found You" by Stephen Sanchez

"i would never fall in love again until i found her. i said i would never fall unless it's you i fall into. i was lost within the darkness, but then i found her. i found you."

now, i don't necessarily think sunghoon is the type to be extremely emotional and cheesy with his words or anything like that

but through songs?? i think he'd convey his emotions through lyrics

like you wouldn't expect it, but he would post a cute picture of you two looking at each other looking all cute to this song

and although he doesn't show it often, he knows that the lyrics are what he truly feels towards you

he didn't know falling in love was possible until he found you <3

SUNOO

"You Belong With Me" by Taylor Swift

"if you could see that i'm the one who understands you, been here all along so why can't you see? you belong with me"

i feel like he'd post this not long after you two start dating

he's probably pined for a while and wants the entire world to know that you're his and he's yours :(

(also i just think he suits taylor swift songs so well)

i honestly think he'd post you multiple times to classic taylor swift love songs

and he'd just love posting you in general

he'd probably post a picture of you two hugging or holding hands to this song

JUNGWON

"Love You Like A Love Song" by Selena Gomez

"no one compares, you stand alone, to every record i own. music to my heart, that's what you are."

CRYING SCREAMING FIGHTING BLEEDING

okay okay but he's just so in love with you

like you're the only thing he sees

he's the type to randomly think about you during the day and not be able to hold back a smile

and he not only thinks you're so perfect in general but so perfect for him

like you two are meant to be together

he posts a picture that he took of you while you weren't looking

like a very candid picture of you to show everyone how perfect you are (sorta like heeseung)

also doesn't he give off selena gomez vibes?? idk

NIKI

the subway surfers theme song

"Day 1" by HONNE

"you'll always be my day one. day zero when i was no one. i'm nothing by myself, you and no one else. thankful you're my day one"

i think niki and you would have a very sweet relationship? like a first love type of relationship, yk??

and he shows how much he appreciates you by posting you to this song

i think niki might be the type to need someone to rely on at times

and you just feel like home to him

he'd post a picture of you two that he took when you two first met/first started dating

it's so cute :(

(okay but i do think he'd post the subway surfers theme song to a picture of you he took when you were sleeping)

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PLEASE MORE BAKUSQUAD X CLASSMATE READER I LOVED IT SO SO SK MUCH

sure thing!

soft yandere bakusquad x fem! classmate! reader

this is a continuation of part one, !!

summary: ever since the bakusquad took a liking to you, you've become an important member of their friendgroup. unfortunately they're not too fond of how much attention your sweet little self is attracting from other students, nor the possible dangers this school might expose you to.

warning: mentions of animal death(not at the hands of any character) , manipulation, general toxic yandere behaviour. y/n cries.

i wrote this at 2 am so there might be a few mistakes

the class dynamic in 1a had been weird lately, to say the least.

the question surrounding how much you actually wanted to be a part of your current friend group had created quite the conflict.

any time another member of the class would interact with you, you'd be pulled to the side for a very urgent matter, which required your attention immediately.

like the time momo had asked if you wanted to study with her after school, and bakugou immediately showed up at your side, sending her the coldest eyes he could muster up and gently pulled you closer to him.

"actually y/n said she would watch me train today. you know how she is, breaking a promise is the last thing she'd ever do."

you had no recollection of ever making a promise like that, and yet you just nodded your head softly. in case you actually had made plans with him, you didn't want to seem like a bad friend by forgetting.

this earned a smirk from bakugou at your oblivious compliance.

that is, until you reassured momo that you were free tomorrow and the two of you could study in your room.

another example is that time in the cafeteria when the members of the bakusquad were all sitting at their usual table waiting for you.

they'd encouraged you to stop masking your presence when outside of combat, not realising people would obviously start to question why the prettiest girl they'd ever seen was suddenly walking around school.

that day you were headed towards your table, lunch tray in hand, when monoma jumped in front of you, nearly causing you to fall backwards from the shock, if it hadn't been for shinso catching you.

"easy there sweetheart." the blonde laughs, pushing his golden locks back. "you look familiar, but i don't think i've seen you around campus before... are you a transfer student, or just the girl of my dreams?"

you stood there dumbfounded, trapped between the two male students blocking your path.

“excuse me-”

shinso took the tray out of your hands and softly nudged you towards an empty table, preventing you from any sort of protest.

catching sight of this, kirishima notified his friends of the current situation, pointing over towards you and the two other students.

“ugh sorry about him…” shinso sighs apologetically. “we’re just curious about you. are… you a new a student?”

you sigh in defeat.

“i’m not. my name is y/n l/n and i’ve been in class 1-a since the school year started. we already met at the entrance exam.”

monoma studies your features with a blank stare until he suddenly gasps, smashing his hands on the table and standing up with intense force.

“you’re that girl from the entrance exam! i looked for you all over the first couple of weeks!” he exclaims, attracting the attention of a few students around you. “shinso this is who i told you about! the girl that single handedly took out three robots! everyone just thought they malfunctioned and self destructed since no one saw you do it, except me of course!”

the people listening in on the conversation gasp in shock. the mystery of three self destructing robots had caused quite the stir up in the beginning of the school year. meanwhile everyone had called monoma mad for saying he saw the person responsible for taking them out.

“i’m not crazy! no one believed me but now you’re here!” he brawls, reaching out to pull you into a hug, until a hand firmly grips his shoulder.

“beat it monoma. cant you see she’s dying to get away from you.” denki mutters coldly, his eyes filled with plain hatred.

shinso stands in front of you, taking notice of the obvious tension thats just begging to unfold.

“oh yeah, and who are you to talk?” the blonde says, harshly shoving the hand off his shoulder and turning around to face his schoolmate.

“i happen to be her boyfr- best friend…” denki mutters, standing his ground. “come on y/n, the others are waiting for you.”

he reaches his hand out for you to grab it. shinso looks at its skeptically, still standing in front of you protectively, until you gently pay his shoulder, letting him know it’s alright.

“see you around.” you smile innocently, giving the two a wave before taking denkis hand.

as the boy drags you away, the two friends stand there pondering about the situation.

“i don’t know about you, but somethings off about that group.” shinso states, eyes never leaving your petite form as you sit down with your “friends”

-

“oh y/n i’m so sorry we weren’t there! did they say anything to upset you? i swear if that monoma guy laid a single finger on you i’ll-“ you grab minas hands softly, giving it a little squeeze before smiling kindly.

“it’s okay, they just wanted to know who i was since i looked familiar to them.” you say, going to grab a bite of your pasta salad.

“well yeah, you go to school together.” bakugou huffs, kicking his chair out so he’s sitting more leaned back.

“well i did conceal my presence up until a week ago, so it’s normal for people to start asking questions.” you say, looking up at the angry blonde with those innocent doe eyes of yours. cheeks slightly puffed as you chew your food.

bakugou coyly looks away, putting a hand on his face to cover the heat rising to his cheeks at your cute appearance.

“i just don’t like the thought of people coming up to bother you all the time. that’s it.” he states, looking away angrily.

you just laugh at his stubborn behavior and continue eating your food, occasionally accepting a bite of the others lunch.

“why do you have to be so sweet and perfect? it’d be way easier if you just acted cold towards everyone that’s not us.” kirishima pouts, grabbing a napkin to wipe your face of any crumbs.

“it’s no bother. i don’t mind answering peoples questions.”

“well i do..”

-

since the weekend had finally come around, aizawa had given everyone permission to sleep wherever they wanted as a special treat for doing well on this weeks tests.

of course bakugou had given you no other option than to sleep in his room, and obviously the rest of the group had insisted on joining despite bakugou fighting for his life to deny them access.

but when sero told you he’d feel left out if he couldn’t join sweet little you just had to mention to bakugou that it’d be fun, and you really needed a sleepover with all your best friends.

mina helped you pick out some cute pajamas, and upon entering your blonde neighbors room the boys of the group looked at you with such fondness in their eyes.

“you look so cute oh my god…” kirishima practically burst, wanting to pick you up and stuff you in his pocket.

sero just pulled you onto his lap, insisting him and denki braid your hair.

“what movie should we watch?” mina asks, returning from the kitchen with two bowls of freshly made popcorn.

bakugou turned to look at you with a smirk. “how about a horror movie? pet massacre 2 just came out.”

“ugh is that the one lame movie about that guy getting off on killing peoples pets? it’s just plain bad.” mina complains, grabbing a handful of popcorn.

“hey, my room, my pick.” the blonde responds, reaching for the remote.

“you don’t mind, right y/n? it’s been on my watch list for a really long time.”

the others share a look of understanding, finally catching onto just what’s going on here. they all turn to you with expectant looks.

“uhm.. i don’t mind.” you smile, knowing very well that this could end really bad for you. but who knows, maybe the movies so lame that you won’t mind.

-

only 20 minutes in and you’re already shaking. so far two puppies, a turtle, and a group of ducks have been brutally murdered.

the special effects are horrible and none of the deaths are actually realistic, but the thought alone is enough to make you upset.

bakugous only thought process is that you’re practically clinging onto him already. he knows for sure that the next jump scare will have you flying into his arms.

but to his surprise, as he looks down to see your reaction, he’s shocked to see your wet eyes and rosy cheeks. the way you bite your lip to hold yourself back is heartbreaking.

he doesn’t even hesitate to turn off the movie.

“hey it was just getting interesting!” sero complains, meanwhile mina mumbles something about almost falling asleep at how lame it was.

at both yours and bakugous silence, the group looks to you with curiosity.

he’s holding you in his big arms, rubbing comforting circles on your back as you sniffle softly into his broad chest.

“hey what… what happened..?” denki asks, him and kirishima coming closer to get a good luck at you, meanwhile mina and sero start scanning you for any injuries.

“i’m sorry it’s so dumb i just… i know it’s just a stupid movie but i- whenever animals are involved it just-“ you gasp for air softly in between your sentences. placing your forehead on bakugous shoulder as he hugs you smugly. with you finding a great deal of comfort in his broad build.

“oh y/n it’s not dumb..” kirishima whispers, coming around to the other side of bakugou to meet your eyes. feeling his heart break a little at your helplessly sad expression. “you should just tell us when something upsets you.”

“but.. you- all wanted to watch the movie.” you sniffle, ashamed at how vulnerable and pathetic you must look right now.

“y/n this might be the worst movie i’ve ever seen. you’re a saviour for putting an end to this torture.” mina encourages, handing you a glass of water as you lift your head from bakugous shoulder.

speaking of bakugou. although his expression is stern on the outside, internally he is over the moon at the close contact he’s getting right now. you’ve never been this vulnerable with him before, and it warms something inside of him.

unfortunately you get up from your position, removing his arms from around you despite the much needed comfort they provided.

“thanks.. i’m gonna go the bathroom real quick so um… you can keep watching if you want.” you say, walking out the door without a second word.

the group sits still for a while before kirishima breaks the silence.

“did you do that on purpose?” he asks, the question directed at bakugou.

“well- not exactly. i was hoping it would scare her, not… make her cry.” he sighs, putting his face in his palms.

“it’s not your fault. now we just know how sensitive she really is. maybe we can learn something from this!” mina states, patting bakugous back softly.

“poor y/n.. you can tell she felt bad about crying in front of us.” sero sighs, looking at the door with a longing expression.

“it’s probably because of her damn parents. i’ve noticed it before but she never wants us to worry about her.” kirishima states, recalling the few details you’ve given about your childhood.

“she’s so.. fragile. someone like her shouldn’t ever be exposed to the world the way a hero is. she’ll get torn apart.” bakugou commented, suddenly feeling a wave of protectiveness wash over him.

they sit in silence for a while, all thinking the same thing and pondering about just how serious this is about to get.

“you gotta admit…” denki speaks up, breaking the silence.

“her crying face is really cute.”

<3

[moodyclouds89]

Rindou x fem reader

Fluff

She looks just like a dream

Rindou felt like throwing himself off a flight of stairs. He was frustrated by how his morning started off.

First his alarm didn't go off and he woke up late. He had to quickly get ready and didn't have time to eat any breakfast since it was getting late.

Second, while on his way to Bonten headquarters he got stuck in traffic. Making him even more late than he already was. He had to wait a whole 10 minutes until it cleared off and he was able to quickly rush to work.

Once he arrived he quickly rushed out of his car and into the building. He looked at his watch and saw that he was 20 minutes late to the meeting that was being held.

"Shit"

He cursed under his breath. His phone started ringing but he didn't mind answering it.

He burst open the door with big deep breaths. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at an out of breath rindou.

"Oh he here" ran said with a teasing look which caused rindou to scowl. He made his way to his seat and sat down with a pissed off expression.

"Well then, since everyone is now here we can start the meeting."

-

The meeting was longer than usual. He couldn't wait to go home for the day, so when mikey dismissed the meeting rindou was the first one out the door.

All Rindou wanted to do was get some takeout and go home. After finding a restaurant and ordering his order, Rindou was excited to go home and relax for the day.

He got his order and left the restaurant. While on his way to the parking lot, Rindou received a phone call. He looked at the caller Id and saw that it was his brother.

"What do you want?"

"Well why are you so grumpy today?" Rin scoffed and almost hung up until ran spoke again.

"Can you do me a little favor?"

"Depends"

"Can you buy me some takeout? I'm still in my office finishing up some paperwork."

"No"

"C'mon just do this small little favor for your older brother okay?" He sighed and looked at the time. It was only 5 so he still had time.

"Fine"

"Thanks! I owe you one."

He then hung up and walked to his car. He decided on ordering from rans favorite restaurant so he started the car and drove away. Once he got there he quickly ordered the food and then left to go drop off Ran's food.

He arrived back at the office and exited his car with rans takeout in his hands. He once again got a call from his brother.

"Are you here?" 

"I'm almost there- HEY WATCH I-" He yelled when someone bumped into him. He quickly turned to the person only to see that it was a girl.

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry I wasn't looking!" 

All rindou could do was stare. It was like he was stuck in some sort of trance. You apologize one last time before walking away in a hurry.

Rin watches as you slowly disappear from his view. He snapped back into reality when he heard ran in the other line.

"Is everything okay?"

"Oh uh- yeah." 

He said and hung up before quickly running inside the building.

-

Rin made it to rans office and opened the door to see sanzu sitting down on one of the couches ran has.

"Ah finally! I'm starving!" Ran said before grabbing the takeout bag from rins hands and thanking him. 

"Oh? Rindou are you okay? You seem- a little flustered." Sanzu said, which confused rindou.

"Huh?" He took out his phone camera and saw the tinted pink blush on his cheeks.

"Oh what happened while you were out there?" Ran said in a teasing voice. Rin then remembers about the girl he bumped into earlier.

"Fuck! You guys won't believe what just happened!" They both looked at him confused but signal him to continue.

"I ran into this girl earlier when I was on the phone with you ran and fuck- she was beautiful." He said and ran and sanzu eyed each other before looking back at rindou who haded this lovesick look on his face.

"I'm telling you guys! She was just- she looked just like a dream, the prettiest girl I've ever seen" sanzu crackle while ran started teasing rin.

"Oh? Love at first sight?" Sanzu teased and rindou looked away in embarrassment.

"Simp" ran coughed which made Sanzu laugh even more.

You were in his mind all day after that