#why do they just gotta stare deeply into eachothers eyes

[wishchip106]

closest thing we’ll get to cherik hugging on screen

sighh….

watch as i do a deep dive to find all the moments cherik are physically in contact with eachother because i’m going insane

[prncessjaeger]

smile 🎀

prncess’s note: #myfavcouplestrendeverrrr

“hi guys, so i’m here with my lovely boyfriend and i want him to explain all about how we met,” you turned to your boyfriend, seeing him straighten up from his seat and clear his throat, “ready?” “yeah, so it was a couple years back- well 2- and i noticed her along with some girls…” as soon as he began speaking, you formed a really weird (and ugly) smile and stared at him as he spoke, “..and thought she was ‘really beautiful,’ so i-,” he cut himself off, giving you a weird glance out the corner of his eye, not paying you no mind at first and continues, “i went over to her as soon as her friends wandered away and was like…” you leaned closer to him with the same uncanny smile, “ ‘i think you’re really pretty and- okay why do you look like that?” “like what?” you dropped your smile immediately, suppressing your giggles as he furrowed his brows with an odd look on his face, “you looking all weird and shit.”

 “im just smiling, like…?” “yeah but it’s…anyways, so we talking it up a bit and get to know eachother…” you repeated the same smile again and showed more of your teeth, squinting your eyes a bit and he’s looking over at you slowly, “...and she tells me she going to the same college as i go to and it was like all things was working in my favor- alright you’re really starting to irritate me.” biting your lip, you replaced your smile with a soft grin like clockwork, “what i do?”

“you keep looking at me weird! and i can’t focus when you make your mouth looks like that,” you giggled as he turns back to the camera and continues again, “so we ended up trading socials and numbers, planning to meet up more and- oh my god,” “what noww? you gotta finish the story baby,”

“not when you look like you wanna bite me, it’s offputting.” sighing playfully, you noticed your minute was almost to an end, “look we gotta finish-”

“but i can’t concentrate, your face looks weird,.” pouting your lips hoping he’d finish up, and luckily because he has alot of patience with you, he does so he sighed deeply and continues, “and so, since the campus coffee shop was close to the dorms, i decided to walk her back and talk with her more- okay jumbo teeth you gotta stop with the smile-”

“JUMBO TEETH?!”

[letstripdotcom]

shut up my moms calling- chris sturniolo x fem!reader pt2

a/n: i wasn’t gonna do a part 2 but i got a few requests for it so enjoy (or else🥰🔪) very short and not proofread

summary- coming home from college means seeing the kid you’ve hated most your whole life. chris sturniolo. you’ve hated everything about his existence since the beginning of 6th grade when you transferred to somerville. the summer after your freshman year of college is when everything starts to change.

warnings: same old same old smut 🙂

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the next morning the sun beamed down on your face waking you up. shit. the last thing you wanted to happen was nick or matt seeing chris cuddled up shirtless next to you. luckily, you were always up before the three of them, so you had time to sneak chris back to his room.

“chris. chris!” you whisper shouted turing to wake him up. he let go and rolled off you you. “huh” he muttered half awake. “you gotta go before matt and nick wake up.” you told him. he gave you one last hug and a sloppy kiss on your neck before walking across the hall to his room.

you lied down on your bed and sighed. what would you tell nick and matt? would you tell nick and matt? what does this mean to chris? does he still hate me? my mind was flooded with thoughts. suddenly my phone buzzed breaking me out of my thoughts.

chris

u hungry?

me

yeah kinda

chris

come down in about 30 minutes:)

me

okay. i’ll shower then i’ll be down.

read: 9:23am

you tossed your phone on the bed beside you. what. the. fuck. you picked out your clothes for the day and you took a shower. you savored every last bit of the 30 minutes of peace you had because who knows how today will go.

after your shower, you head downstairs. you can small whatever chris is cooking. “i made pancakes, your favorite.” you smiled at him thankfully and took the plate from him. the silence was loud once you begun eating. “so” you spoke up. “what are we gonna tell your brothers?”

“i think telling them we talked it out would be fine. we tell them we had a deep conversation last night and we put the past behind us and were ready to be friends now. but we don’t tell them” he paused “we don’t tell them we had sex” i finished his sentence quietly. “exactly” he smiled

i finished my pancakes and went over to the living room couch. chris did the dishes and followed behind me. “you know y/n, i’ve known you since 6th grade isn’t that crazy” “yeah?” i say in a confused tone trying to figure out where he’s going with this. “i’ve known you since 6th grade and we’re adults now” he continues “and i haven’t once told you how i’ve truest felt. i’ve told you how much i hate you many times, but have i ever told you how awful every one of our arguments made me feel?”

i look at him with furrowed eyebrows as i try to think of a response. “really?” was all i could think to say. “every time we would argue like we did the night of that party, i would feel like such a dick. especially when i would catch a glimpse of you and i could tell you were crying.” he says. “then why did you do it?” i ask him.

“i’m not good at expressing emotions, and i ruined it all for myself. if i had ye chance, i would go back to 6th grade and make it all right.” he stared at you “wow” was all you could say before you found yourself kissing chris. your eyes fluttered shut as you moved your lips along his.

his tongue soon makes its way into your mouth exploring every part. you put your hands in his hair and tug slightly which makes him groan. he grabs your waist and sets you on his lap. you kiss very deeply, exploring every part of eachother.

“so i’m guessing y’all made up?” a voice spoke from behind us. jumped off of chris’s lap looking at nick. “surprise!” i awkwardly smiled at him. “thank god” he sighed. “so ur not mad?” i asked “god no. i’d rather you guys practically eat each others faces than hear yall argue for the next week. just not in front of me please.” me chris and nick all laughed

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later that night went out to dinner, and chris was teasing me the whole time. no matter where we were he was always touching me somehow. he would run my thighs or hug my waist or whisper something in my ear. i know he was trying to get my worked up and it was working. if i could i would have let him fuck me on the dinner table right in the middle of the restaurant.

the so we got back to the house, i practically dragged him up to my room and slammed the door. “you’re such a tease” is all i said before kissing him hungrily. he grabbed my waist and guided me to the bed, laying me on my back. instead of crawling on top of me like i expected, he lowered himself between my legs.

he lifted up my dress, running his cold hands up my body as he exposed my underwear. he then started to leave wet sloppy kisses up my thighs. “chris please” i beg as he gets closer to where i need him most.

he then tauntingly pulls down my panties and sets them to the side. i moan just at how close he is me me. he then licks a stripe up my folds completely flattening his tongue. my hands immediately fly to his hair. “oh my god chris” i whine.

my legs tighten around his head as he eats me like a starved animal. chris was becoming so turned on by my moans and praises that he had to remove a hand from my waist to try to get himself off. he stroked hard and fast as he continued eating me. he moaned into me, sending tingles all through my body causing my back to arch off the bed.

“chris i’m about to cum i’m about to come” i whined. chris groaned, this mouth still not separating from my pussy. “chris please keep doing that” i begged. he groaned again. “oh fuck” i screamed as i came. chris cleaned up every last one of my juices before he lifted his head from between my shaking legs

chris stood up to get a towel, and grab me a change of clothes when i noticed the wet patch on his crotch. “chris if you needed help all you had to do was ask” i told him. “it’s fine, i just couldn’t help it you sounded so beautiful.” he smiled. i can tell he was clearly still hard. “how bout you lay down while i help you” i smirked crawling over him.

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a/n- this is the ending you get bc i’m dying from a migraine right now🥰

[muns0nslov3r]

i fucking hate you

eddie munson x fem!reader

warnings ; hate sex, rough sex, deep throating, oral ( male reciving), eddie gets hella jealous, degrading, reader likes to mess with eddie, public sex, slapping/spanking, hair pulling.

you dont know why you hated eddie so much, he just made your blood boil, everything he did. just pissed you off, you dont even know why you were at his stupid gig. wait you do, just for your stupid friend. you stood there talking to steve as you saw eddie staring.

you smirked, touching steves arm smiling batting your long eyelashes at him. steve used to be a huge sucker for you, you let his hands go were ever on your body. as he would grab at your waist “you look so pretty” steve whispered in your ear making you blush. 

eddie watched the whole thing. even something that made his blood boil hot. your hands were all over steves body.

after the show you were sitting on steves lap playing with his hair as he left little kisses along your neck. you jumped at the feeling of eddie tap on your shoulder “excuse me” you giggle to steve as he nods.

eddie brought you outside and you could tell he was pissed off. “whats wrong eds hm?” you teased as he stared at you. “your a fucking bitch.” eddie slammed his lips against your hard. 

you gasped and kissed him back. the kiss was normal until it got more aggressive, lips attacking eachother. acting like legit animals.

his hands went down to your hips holding them tight as your lips attacked eddies. your panties getting ruined by your wetness. eddies hand sneaked down to your clothed cunt rubbing softly making you moan in the kiss. 

eddies pants started to get tight his boner popping out of his pants. he pushed you down on your knees. your poor knees getting scrapped and hurt but you didnt care.

you watched as he pulled off his belt and his pants plus boxers down. his cock was perfect. thick, veiny, cut, the tip was red. it looked so pretty. eddie made you open your mouth shoving his cock down your throat in one swift move.

making you gag around his cock coughing. “ god come on, use your mouth right” he gripped your hair forcing his cock back into your mouth “you know what nevermind ill do it” he groaned holding the sides of your face thrusting his hips fast.

using your throat as his thrusts were fast and hard. struggling not to gag, as tears filled your eyes. ruining your makeup.

he pulled his cock out of your throat as you gasped for air breathing heavily. he smirked lifting you up. ripping you leggings off your panties showing a wet spot. 

you held onto the wall as you could feel yourself get wetter (if thats even possible) eddie ripped off your panties making you whimper. his cock tip sliding between your folds. getting it slick as he pushed his cock inside you going at a brutal fast pace.

your g-spot kept getting bumped by eddies cock. making you moan out feeling eddies hand grip your hair pulling your head back. “come on princess, kiss me like you kissed king steve” he smirked. 

you whimpered struggling to keep your eyes open as you kissed him. needy and rough. you clenched around eddies cock hard as you moaned into his mouth.

he slapped your face roughly making you yelp out in pain. his brutal pace hurt but felt so good, his cock stretched you out so much. 

you felt the coil in your tummy build up as you clenched around eddies cock more. “fuck im close! can i cum please?!” you moaned “you can- fuck- you can cum princess” he groaned spanking your ass hard making you cry out.

you came with a cry of his name gushing around eddies cock as his brutal thrusts didnt stop, you whimpered as his thrusts were getting sloppy “ shit- gotta show steve who you belong to” he groaned stilling inside you as his seed spilled inside you painting your gummy walls. 

you held onto eddie as he pulled out. cum spilling out of you as eddies fingers fucked the cum inside you “ gotta keep it in there princess” he smirked kissing you deeply. 

you and eddie went back to his van as you drove to his. his cum spilling out of you onto his seats.

[ouma-kichi]

mikan, akane and peko with a fem(or genderneutral if that makes you uncomfy) s/o who has really bad nightmares? she just wakes up crying every night and needs to be calmed down like a toddler. thank you so much !!

np lil babie i lowkey love writing fem readers for fem characters i think its so cute omg girlfriends awww

Mikan Tsumiki, Akane Owari, and Peko Pekoyama comforting a fem!reader after a nightmare

Info/Warnings: not many warnings, this is v wholesome!!! reader is fem !

Mikan Tsumiki:

firstly she would panic so badly after finding out you had a nightmare because she would automatically assume it was her fault, immediately scrambling to apologize to you !

“eeeeaaaahhhh!! i-i’m s-s-sorry f-for m-making y-you have a n-n-nightmare!! y-you m-must have dreamt about m-my u-unsightly face!! p-please f-forgive me, my b-beloved!! ahhhhh!!! i-i’m s-sorry for calling y-you my beloved w-without asking permission!! it p-probably m-m-made your nightmare w-worse!! i-i ruined m-my g-girlfriend’s n-night by b-being so hideous”

she panics so bad at first because she doesn’t want you to leave!!! if you’re unhappy and having nightmares it must be her fault !!!

you quickly tell her that your nightmares have nothing to do with her, reminding her that you love her and want to be close to her to feel better ! you look into her eyes and tell her, earnestly, that you having nightmares isn’t her fault. you want to be with her, knowing that her presence would comfort you

you’re still on edge, and shaking slightly from the fear your dreams gave you. it was difficult for you to force out the words to reassure her that she’s not at fault, only wanting comfort from your girlfriend

whimpering, she quickly pulls you into a tight hug, “m-my beloved! i p-promise i-i-i’ll n-never leave you!!”

the two of you sit together in a warm embrace, with mikan whispering and stuttering comforts into your ear

she rubs your back in soothing motions, trying so desperately to relieve your anxiety, with moonlight from the night sky leaking in through your open window

“p-please t-try to breathe deeply! it c-can help y-you r-relax and calm d-down after panicking !!”

once you’re finally able to feel calmer, in part to her touch, the two of you pull away from eachother’s arms

instead she grabs your hands, kissing your fingertips before looking up to check if what she did was okay.

she stares at you for a moment before you see a dark blush rise on her cheeks and a small smile start to form. without realizing it, she whispers “i-i think sh-she feels better now... she l-looks so p-pretty in the m-moonlight”

giggling, you whisper to her in response

“you look even prettier.

and thank you for helping me, my love”

Akane Owari:

(BYE WHY ARE THERE LIKE NO GOOD GIFS OF AKANE IT MAKES ME SAD)

the second you wake her up, telling her that you’re scared she IMMEDIATELY says “who the hell do i havta beat up for makin you scared ?!!!!”

any time you feel scared her brain immediately goes GOTTA PROTECT MY LADY MY GIRL MY BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

you tell her she doesn’t need to beat anyone up, you simply had a nightmare

and in an instant she’s laughing and gripping you tight, going “oh that’s it? well no problem babe, i’ll stay up with you till you dont feel scared anymore”

so she does! she sits with you in her arms, the covers wrapped around the two of you.

and she’s grinning super wide, listening to you tell her about what happened in your nightmare

“don’t sweat it baby, because if you ever feel scared i’ll be right there to protect ya!”

it’s so simple for her to calm you down, all she does is remind you that she will always be with you, right there to protect you from any scary monsters

one moment you’re shaking in fear, within the next second she’s got her arms around you, her fingers tangled in your hair, and kisses peppering all over your face

and she swears she won’t stop kissing your face until you give her a smile !!!!!

how could you be scared if you have your big strong girlfriend their to protect you and make you smile ??

the second you start to grin she’s got the widest smile, her lil puppy brain is just goin WOWOWOWOW GF SO PRETTY WHEN SHE SMILE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

she can hardly contain herself when you giggle at her, because she just looks so dumbfounded and happy in that moment

and you feel so safe in her arms

because you know she’ll beat up your nightmares if she has to !

Peko Pekoyama:

for most of the time peko is comforting you, it’s in silence

i think she would comfort you moreso through soft and tender touches, as opposed to words

when she sees you shaking and stuttering out that you had a nightmare, she silences you by pulling you into a hug.

she rubs your back gently, kissing your shoulder. the only words either of you speak are soft whispers and hums. she hums into your neck as your breathing instantly slows in her hold. she whispers “it’s okay, everything is okay, because i am here.”

peko doesn’t need to comfort you using long and grand speeches, all she needs is to hold you close. and that’s enough

it’s enough for the two of you to be together, her hands looped around your waist with you practically on her lap in bed

her gentle yet firm touch is enough for you to feel safer and calmer

her fingertips, soft but calloused from her training and swordsmanship, grazing up and down your spine. her breath is hot against your ear, and it makes you shiver for a moment before leaning deeper into her embrace

the safety you feel is enough to make your fear from your nightmares slip away, if only for just a moment

neither of you speak, you just clutch her tighter

all you hear is her hushed whispers, the sound of her heartbeat, the rustling of your bedsheets as you cuddle closer together, the sounds coming from the outside world through your window

it’s just the two of you together in the dark

and that’s enough

[shyrose57]

Oooo maybe some real life plants! but they are .. off somehow, I think that the end should mostly keep its dull very color drained vibes so the colorful things just seem more. So the greens are so gray you could barely call it green, and for subsitute water? Maybe liquid magic. Becasue this place has to run off of magic, they are floating over a void...

SPACE WHALES! Flying Rays, JellyFish! A lot of deep sea horrors fit very nicely into space horrors (and wonders bc I'll cry if the whales are mean :( ) and would do nicely to fill the endless stretches of just void with no land in sight. and Anglerfish... maybe not a fish, or floating in the void like the others but something land bound that uses a hypnotic lure? It lures you in with the feeling of safety and home. There is a reason that the abandoned cities where off the ground :)

Anyways floating over a void, the end (in my head canon) is the source of all magics in Mc (all the planes are connected and it diffuses into the other dimensions, but it is SATURATED in everything in the end, the dragon is pure magic, a manifestation of the end itself, so a lot of things there are magic or sustain themselves on magic (things that stay there (live over generations n stuff our group is fine) get warped by it which could be how over world plants got in there and established themselves, they would not survive in the over world any longer, the sun would kill them, their roots would thirst to death on water. they have magical properties, some of them glow. ) Though there are a lot of End Native plants too (the trees that are only trees when you stretch the definition, that thing that Moves, and has what you could only call teeth but it is not an animal, so it must be a plant) Oooooo maybe the warped fungus ;) I mean everything in the nether is terrified of it, so maybe it doesnt really belong there, and hitched a ride on fleeing endermen

A lot of things glow, (its how we have those stars in the end, they are creatures off in the distance, and whenever the wastelands that stretch on for miles give way to not-trees or shrub-lands, something is gonna glow, which gives the areas eerie shadows that make the wide vulnerable wastelands they came from seem safer than whatever is found in there. The magic running in the rivers sometimes spill out into the abyss and dissipates to start the cycle anew. Things lurk everywhere and kind things are few and far between. The End is full of Life, and That Is Horrifying

Endermen are nomadic and travel in haunts (Im taking this from Human Error :D), and are generally friendly until you look into their eyes (Eyes are windows to the soul, how can they bear to look at you? You are so bright, so Warm. It Sears their eyes, It Burns their very being. Stop looking, It Hurts. Stop Stop Stop-) They are willing to trade and talk Enchanting (So All 3 Dimensions have a Sentient Race :DD) and are very magically inclinded. A lot of mages are endermen or have ender blood in them. The end is very deadly, and Haunts keep eachother alive because their death could mean death of the group (they are very close knit and that leads to very protective (what Im saying is when Tubbo gets back his Husband is going to smother him and fret over one of the 3 members of his Haunt (Tubbo, Michael, and Tommy :) )) when One finds themself without a haunt, many try and find safety in the other dimensions as they will not survive alone in the end.

( I Have more ideas, but the more I think the more I make more and I already think im dumping a lot, so sorry if I wrote too much. I tried to break up the text wall to to make it easier)

Oh, that's a good idea! Mainly dull colors-especially for the more dangerous plants, they'd need to blend in to catch their food. I feel like there'd be some more colorful ones though-the chorus fruits are pretty saturated, after all. Maybe purple colors are brighter, and others are more dull? Or no?

So many space creatures, oh gosh. There'd be very few grounded ones, with so much of the End being void, so sea-based creatures are definitely a good call. That'd be so pretty too?? And we've gotta blur the line between space wonder and eldritch horror for at least a few of them, of course!

The jelly fish are absolutely huge! Massive and glowing through transparent skin, they mainly hang out far from the islands, being mistaken as stars, and their tendrils glow so faintly you can only see them up close. From a distance, they're beautiful, but up close they're terrifying.

Flying rays the size of horses that can be used to cross the void between islands like striders for lava?? Flying rays that's tips fade into an abyssal black so deep it looks they merge into the void? Flying rays with a possible relation to phantoms? Seeking out the sleepless, but only watching, merely drawn to lure them to sleep with the mesmerizing patterns that run along their bodies.

Space whales!!!! Titans so ancient and old, parts of their bodies are overgrown by End islands and forest, making them for all purposes, living, breathing islands. Magic so deeply tied to them that even when they pass, they remain afloat, creating graveyards of still islands, that even still seem to breath when stepped upon. Gentle giants in that they are untouched by anything, and so curious of the new wonders the void welcomes.

A thing that stalks the islands it inhabits, singing out a call that seems ripple across the starry expanse-it sounds like love and warmth and understanding, and it says i love you, the universe loves you, in the same way the poem must rung in your ears, must nestle under your ribs. Love, love, love, it croons. Except then you get too close, and it catches you, and the sound is empty and hollow, and it's grip is tight, and nothing leaves it's arms or island alive, drained of life and magic.

Safety is only in that it is bound to the land, and no creature dares approach it, instinctively knowing of the danger. The islands that even the stars avoid...

Magic dragon?? Yes! Manifestation of the End?? That means it must somehow know how to take the appearance of one. Maybe smaller little space dragons, that play among the bones of the long-gone giant ones. The Ender Dragon isn't as large as they might've been, but it mimics the appearance as best it can-I wonder why. How long has it had that egg, again? How long has it waited for it to hatch?

So we can totally have some of the minecraft plants end-ified! Ooh, and since some adventurers probably brought them there to maybe try surviving in the End, there'd be things like crops and weeds and grass, long mutated as they grow along the ruins of what might've been a home once. E N D M O S S. It glow.

Warped fungus!! But more! Because this one wouldn't have ever been to the Nether, never mutated in such a way. It's home, but somehow, it still feels so very alien to those that look upon it. Maybe no orange?? Orange is Nether-color. Darker blue, or more purple-ish, possibly.

Everything is luminescent. The things that aren't are much more dangerous than the things at are, don't stare into the dark for too long-it might start looking back, and trust me, you don't want that :).

The Endermen Know they are not supposed to be here, even if the newcomers do not Stare with all of the heat and warmth and burn. One may bear the Wings, and two may speak their language, but they are too soft, and colorful, and bright, but not glowing. They are Outsiders, and Outsiders must go home.

Because nothing good comes from those that stay-how do you think that thing knows the universe's lullaby?

They ally with the four, if only to save themselves, but the Outsiders grow on them. Maybe they will visit, but the Outsiders must stay out.

(Ranboo does not let his Haunting out of his sight for awhile. Tommy and Michael too yes, but mainly Tubbo and Phil. They could have strayed too far, they could have not come back. He doesn't Know in the same way the others do, but even he is aware of what he could lose, and what could become)

(Tell me A L L of them, I beg of you)

[prideful-sins]

Obey me, and only me, Mammon X FEM!MC X Leviathan (Commission)

Tags: Threesome, Creampie, Dom! MC, Female MC, Commission piece, Oral and Anal DP, Biting, Scratching Word Count: 4.1K Masterlist | Buy Me A Coffee?

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“MC this isn’t fair!” Mammon whined as he knelt down on the floor scrubbing his spilled perfume out of your carpet.

“You should have thought about that before you made the bet” you sat in your bed, snuggled within the covers as you read your study notes, “and it’s your fault the perfume was spilled all over my carpet. As much as I like smelling you I don’t want to smell you all the time… and your brothers would ask what was going on between us if I went around smelling the same as you” it’s true that you’d been sweet on Mammon for a while, but you’d also been sweet on his brother Leviathan, and neither of them had even made a move on you.

“Aw come on! I ain’t about to pass that up but the odds were rigged!” You chuckled at Mammon’s pathetic attempt to weasel his way out of doing work, he had lost a bet yesterday and had to spend today doing whatever you told him. Your orders would have been obeyed anyway, due to your pact, but today you didn’t have to feel guilty about using it.

“Oh please, you lost fair and square you can’t get out of it”

“But-“

He was interrupted by a knock at the door, Leviathan’s voice ringing out.

“MC?” You told him to come in and the door swung open revealing a semi excited Leviathan. “MC!” As soon as Levi saw you in bed and Mammon on the floor his face dropped, “you said we’d watch that anime together” his half sad face made your heart break, you had promised to spend time with Leviathan today and had completely forgotten due to your bet with Mammon.

“Oh shit, Levi I’m so sorry I forgot…”

His face dropped and his brows furrowed, Mammon sat up on his knees and shrugged.

“Aw well MC, if you’re gonna spend time with Levi then you don’t gotta order me around then, do ya?” He looked so smug thinking he’d gotten out of his orders.

“Order him?”

“Yeah, he lost a bet so I can use our pact to order him around for the day” you smirked and swung your legs over the side of the bed, smugly looking at Mammon’s pouting face.

“That’s too good to pass up!” Levi grinned and sat down next to you, a primal glint in his eye as he thought of ways to torture his brother.

“Woah h- hey! This ain’t fair!” Mammon’s went to stand up but you had other thoughts.

“Mammon, stay there.” His knees gave way and his body slumped back to the floor, a panicked look in his eye that was quickly replaced with submission. Leviathan chuckled next to you as he watched his big brother become so subservient.

“This is almost better than watching anime” Leviathan’s confession caused you to gasp, a very over the top gasp that turned theatrical as you continued.

“Hey this- this ain’t funny!” Mammon’s face was red, obviously embarrassed at his current state of obedience.

“Okay okay, Mammon come here.” You pointed to the floor just before you and Mammon obeyed, crawling on his knees and sitting in front of your legs. You leaned down and cupped his chin with your hand, leaning his head up and looking him in the eye. “I want you to answer me truthfully, in fact, I order to you to answer my next question truthfully”

His eyes darted between yours in desperation, worry within the beads of sweat pooling on his brow. With a hesitant nod he agrees and you continue with a newfound sense of confidence, if you weren’t going to hear their confessions soon, you’d confess yourself and make them know.

“Do you want to kiss me?”

“Y-yes” you smiled and ran your thumb over his cheek.

“Good. Another one” you leaned into his ear and breathed out, the hot air hitting his blushing skin causing a shudder in his own breathing, “do you want to fuck me?”

Mammon took a sharp breath in, his eyes widening as you leaned back to stare into them once again his breath quickening as he tried to resist answering. “Yes…”

You heard Levi cough nervously, a blush creeping on his cheeks as he watched you overpower Mammon in the sexiest way he could think of. You paid no attention to him and continued to look at Mammon, a smile on your face as he shivered under your gaze.

“Then why don’t we?”

“Wh-what?” Both of the brothers were in unison, dumbfounded and just astounded that you would even ask that.

“Why don’t we? I’m tired of waiting for you to make a move on me, and I have both of you here with me now so why shouldn’t I take this opportunity to ask? Now, may I kiss you?” Mammon nodded silently and you closed the gap, connecting your lips together and threading your other hand into his hair and you caressed his chin with your thumb. A soft moan escaping his throat as he leaned into your touch, your hands guided him to stand and pulled him onto your lap before parting ways from his lips and looking over at Leviathan.

“C-can I-“ he stuttered over his words and looked away from you both, his eyes darting around everything they could find in the room while his fingers fiddled around with eachother, “can I j-join?”

“Of course you can, but perhaps you’d like to watch beforehand?” You tilted your head to the side, knowing full well he was into voyeurism and watching you be fucked by Mammon would only turn him on more. Words eluded Levi as he nodded furiously the blush encompassing his entire face, travelling to his ears and down his neck.

Mammon shifted on your lap, eager to continue, and now that he had a taste of your lips he only wanted more. His greed for your body growing with each passing second you weren’t paying attention to him, hands snaking around your back and feeling as much of you as he could.

“Be patient Mammon, you’ll get nothing if you rush” your words dispelled the cloud over his eyes, his hand stopping and taking a fistful of your shirt as his teeth sunk into his bottom lip. “Good boy” you smiled and leaned in to kiss him, his lips coming towards you hungrily as he moaned into your skin.

You ran your hand over his thighs, feeling the fabric of his trousers and slowly edging your way to his growing erection. Going so slow made Mammon squirm, he wasn’t used to holding back but he knew if he tried to push it you’d stop and that was the last thing he wanted right now. His groans only spurred you on to continue, hand fumbling over his belt, undoing it as quickly as you could, your other hand taking a fistful of his hair and pulling him away from your lips so you could kiss and bite on his jawline. A soft yelp escaped his throat as you took him by surprise, his eyebrows furrowing as you continued to attack the skin on his neck with your lips.

His skin was deeply flushed, thighs rubbing together as your hand palmed his erection, massaging it through the fabric of his boxers as Mammon became greedier for your touches. You could hear Levi softly grunting as he rubbed his thighs together, his hardening penis being fondled by the tips of his fingers in a desperate attempt to hold back, he didn’t want to cum prematurely for you.

Your hand pulled Mammon’s boxers down, slow and teasing, revealing him in the worst way for him. Mammon just wanted to be touched by you, his dick was throbbing already just from being palmed, a sweat on his brow as his mewling whimpers served to tell you of his desperation.

“M-MC” you smiled and kissed his jawline once more, a silent act of telling him to be silent while you worked but it wasn’t conveyed well and he continued to whimper your name until you fully revealed him. Mammon’s cock sprang out and bounced against the jacket he was wearing a light gasp echoing from him as you wrapped your fingers around him, thumb flat against the seam of the head and massaging the vein that connected them. You could hear Mammon’s whimpers as you gave him the pleasure he had craved, his breath quickening and eyes glazing over with the self-same lust you had shown him many times before.

“Leviathan” your voice was stoic, demanding, a smass shriek coming from the Avatar of Envy as you got his attention, “undress”

“Y-yes” Leviathan obeyed and got off the bed to undress himself, headphones, jacket, then trousers all falling to the floor until he was naked before you and Mammon. The other demon wasn’t even paying attention, too busy revelling in the pleasure you were giving him as you began to pump his dick with your hand, his breathy sighs an attest to how good he was feeling.

“Mammon.” You pulled your lips away from his jawline, earning a small whine, and removed your hand from his dick, earning an even louder whine. He looked at you with those doe eyes that usually made you weak, but not this time. “Undress.”

“But” you glared at him and his words stopped immediately, tail between his legs and he unwrapped his arms from you and stood up, “yes”

Both of the demons were before you, naked as a newborn babe, and hard for your affections. The sight was one you enjoyed muchly, the men standing before you and desperate for your attention.

“Leviathan, you can undress me” his face lit up and you stood up, Mammon’s souring as he obeyed the order you had given. He had to stand there and stare as Levi got to touch you, hold you, and worst of all, undress you. The greed within him rose to uncontrollable levels as he lightly bounced around on his feet, his hands balled so tight his knuckles drained of blood.

Leviathan was just as eager to touch you, his hands working as quick as they could through his flustered state, fingers fumbling around your buttons and hems until he finally managed to undress you. Clothes ripped off and thrown onto the floor so all of you were naked.

“Mammon?” He was too eager to respond, basically jumping forward as the mention of his name.

“Yeah?!”

“Lie on the bed for me” Mammon obeyed and proceeded to lie down almost too eager to follow your orders now. You looked over at his excited face and smiled before turning back to Levi. “Levi? Sit where you were before” He silently nodded and returned to his previous position. Mammon was now half a metre below Leviathan, and Levi was sitting with his open. Both of them were hard as hell and squirming for you.

“So? What’s the order?” Mammon was becoming cocky and you knew it, smirking as you bent over him, breasts pressed against his shoulder, and lips an inch in front of his.

“I hope you’re hungry” he smiled at your words and nodded fervently, you bit your tongue playfully in response before climbing up onto the bed and placing your groin above Mammon’s mouth, him likcing his lips in anticipation.

“Never been hungrier” his arms wound around your thighs and he pulled your hips down, tongue attacking your vagina in the greediest way he knew, the sudden invasion causing your prideful facade to drop in place of a startled moan, your back arching as Mammon’s tongue darted within and around you, his hands anchored around your thighs and keeping you in place so you can’t accidentally move yourself away from him.

Your breath hitched in your throat, your eyes staring at the ceiling as you moaned out in pleasure, and you felt hands come to your chest. Leviathan had become envious of his brother and his demon form had come out, tal whipping around your waist and maneuvering around your back to bring you in closer. Levi’s finger and thumb pinched the nipples of your breasts as his hands massaged the tender mounds of flesh, the static electricity of Mammon’s mouth and the tender caress of Levi’s fingers coming together and providing you with that pleasure you had been desperate for. The wetness of your juices mixing in with Mammon’s saliva as he ate you out with reckless abandon, his tongue darting around messily but almost calculated as he circled it around your clit, and then your folds, then darting it in and around your entrance, his tongue hitting exactly where it needed to to keep up the pressure of pleasure.

You looked down at Levi, his eyes focused on your contorted face as he massaged your breasts, his tail running up and down your spine as you leaned into the caress of his hands. Every time his tail came to the small of your back a shiver ran straight through to your thighs, causing Mamon to smirk as he ate you. Levi’s lips came to your nipple, licking and nibbling at the buds. Your moans cut through the silent worship the only sounds from the brothers were breathy grunts and pants as they ravaged your skin and flesh.

Your stomach felt like it was curling into itself, a chasm echoing through your body as your arousal grew and grew under their scrutinous gaze. Their mouths and hands working together, turning you into a moaning, babbling, mess as your thighs and stomach twitched with heated anticipation of your climax. They were going to give it to you and you weren’t going to stop them, Leviathan’s tail made its way down your back and grazed over your ass cheeks, passing between them a few times as the slick juices of your vagina made their way further from your cunt.

Your voice rang out a small whine within your speech, “L-Levi?” he smiled against your skin before moving his tail further down, the tip of it at your entrance just below Mammon’s tongue, which was still circling hungrily around your clit and labia. “Wha-”

Before you could finish he inserted the tip of his tail into you, the flesh hitting your walls in the best way possible as he filled you up more and more. As he entered you, you yelped out his name in surprise, earning a jealous growl from Mammon who gripped onto your thighs even more, his white fingernails digging into your skin and dragging down upon your skin leaving red marks in their wake. You felt no pain from this act, the adrenaline of being fucked by these men only masking the pain and filling you with even more pleasure, your hips riding Mammon’s face, hands gripping onto Leviathans shoulder as your own nails dug into his skin.

With each thrust of his tail within you you could feel your orgasm draw near. That unmistakable thrumming within your stomach alerting you that you were a lot nearer than you thought.

“I- I’m-” you heard them both snigger at your confession, an embarrassed blush creeping over your already flustered form as your hips rocked with them. With a few more thrusts of Levi’s tail, and a few more licks of Mammon’s tongue your orgasm washed over you and your entire body shook. Back arching backwards as your vision blurred, fingers digging into Leviathan’s shoulders even more as you cried out in pleasure. No one’s name’s just a muttering of what could have been cries for the lord, any lord, as your climax robbed you of any functions.

They continued to fuck and lick you through your rapturous climax, juices dripping down tail and mouth as your whole body twitched and convulsed. When the high finally wore off your lungs were burning, the climax draining you of cognitive functions as your head fell forward.

“Fuck me, I order you to fuck me” your voice was hoarse and barely heard through the panting of breath but they stopped and obeyed immediately.

“Where do you want us?” Levi was unerringly confident, he wanted more of you and he didn’t care where, his tail slowly pulling out of you in the most teasing way it could, the soft scales dragging against your inner walls causing a shiver to run through your spine.

“Leviathan in my mouth, Mammon fuck me senseless” they didn’t skip a beat and began moving around instantly. Mammon shuffling out from under you and Leviathan prying away from your breasts, the skin aching for him to return but he didn’t, his legs were still spread and his dick standing tall and waiting for you.

You leaned forward, ass in the air as a cool draft alerted you to the juices running between your thighs, and eyed up Levi’s dick. He stared down at you, a deep red on his cheeks as he realised what was about to happen and you leaned further and further down, your hand grasping the base, with nimble fingers lightly touching his skin. You leaned down even further and licked the base of the head, your tongue flat against it and slowly moving up making sure you tasted the entirety of the precum that had dribbled from his arousal.

Mammon’s hand came to the small of your back and you could feel the tip of his dick teetering at your entrance, his head grazing through the wet folds of your pussy, a small spasm echoing through your thighs as your whole body craved him more and more, your hips working of their own accord to push your hole back onto his dick, teasing it into your entrance even more.

You heard a breathy chuckle come from Mammon but you had no desire to turn and jeer, all you wanted was for these men to fill you up from each end. You wrapped your lips around the head of Levi’s dick and rolled your tongue around the warm flesh, his breath hitched within his throat and hips began to go wild, twitching and convulsing as your tongue worked it’s magic.

Mammon’s hips shifted and he began to insert himself within your pussy, his head sliding in and setting fire to each nerve ending it came across. A low, drawling, whine vibrated through your throat into Leviathan’s dick and his head fell back onto the wall. As Mammon sunk himself further within you, your entire body reacted, the heat from your stomach now seeping into every muscle in your body as pleasure encompassed your being through and through. 

Once he was fully within you Mammon’s hands came to your hips, anchoring himself against you with a solid base, and shifted his knees before pulling out of you, another whine escaping your throat, and slowly thrusting.

Your mind went wild, your whole body shivering with waves of pleasure each time the slap of flesh against flesh echoed within the room. Mammon filled you up just right and Leviathan was even more perfect, your tongue working overtime as you bobbed your head in rhythm to Mammon’s thrusts, your hand massaging the lower half of Levi’s cock. His hands came to your hair, thoughts finally within his head as he had composed himself and looked down upon your form. Mammon continued to thrust recklessly, his hips gaining speed with every second that passed as your pussy screamed out in glorious rapture, the pleasure clouding your vision as stars began to blur your mind.

You couldn’t spend too long ravishing within your own pleasure as Leviathan was sat there in front of you, flustered and dishevelled with his cock between your lips, tail curled around the bed and making its way to your thigh whilst his fingers threaded within your hair. You bobbed your head further and further down his cock, your tongue flat on it, base and leaving no vein or crevice of skin untouched as you pleased him. 

Mammon’s thrusting became harder, his tip hitting deep within you, your thighs spasming as your orgasm began to bubble within. His grunts and moans accompanied with the light, breathy, sighs of Leviathan created your own personal soundtrack that you could fuck to for hours. Your jaw started to ache a little but you worked through the pain, your head bobbing up and down as your hand continued to massage the base.

Mammon became more vocal as he continued, his thrusts now unravelling and sloppy as his fingers dug into the soft skin of your hips, his nails dragging along the surface as he leaned down, his hips now closer to yours than ever, his thrusts shallow and direct to your ass. A pair of lips came to your shoulder blade, followed by a tongue and then a soft nibble, Mammon’s fangs brushing against your skin as you moaned deep into Levi’s dick.

“MC, I-” Levi was panting and sweating, his flushed face and half-lidded eyes looking down at you as his hair stuck to his forehead, dishevelled and damp from his pre-orgasm sweat. You hummed an affirmative sound and Leviathan’s hand snaked out of your hair and fell to your shoulder, his fingers digging into your skin and scratching at the surface bringing yet another level of pleasure as you massaged his dick with your tongue. 

Just a few more dips of your mouth and Leviathan was cumming, his hips jerking and twitching as his fingers dug deeper into your skin leaving red “U’s” upon the flesh as his semen shot into the back of your throat. A light gag erupted from you as the liquid seeped down your throat, his moans and whimpers echoing through the air as Mammon continued to bite at your skin and thrust into your cunt.

Once he had finished he sat there breathless, licking up the remnants of his cum from his softening dick you giggled lightly. “Good boy, you did great Levi” he blushed some more and looked away, flustered and exhausted from his climax.

“Guess this leaves just us two, huh?” Mammon voice was cocky and impatient, he grabbed your arms and pulled you up, your breasts bouncing at the shift in position as a startled yelp came from you before he proceeded to thrust harder within your pussy, the slapping of hip against ass louder than before as your moans echoed through the air.

“Hah- hah-” you couldn’t think straight as his teeth came down onto the skin of your neck, his fangs digging deeper than before and sure to leave a visible mark for the rest of his brothers to see. His other hand moved down to your clit, his climax was soon and he sure as hell wasn’t going to be cumming before you were.

“Come on MC” he was even cockier than before, Mammon rubbed circles on your clitoris, the sensation rocking your whole body as your thighs and stomach twitched and spasmed. The uncontrollable heat erupting throughout your body as your orgams snuck up on you, walls clenching around Mammon’s dick as you threw your head back and moaned out his name, juices dripping down your legs and onto the bed sheets as your hips rocked back into Mammon.

You could hear him grunting behind you, noticing how sloppy his thrusts had become after your body calmed itself down from your climax. “Cum for me Mammon, cum for me” he wasted no time in doing so, like he was waiting for you to command him just as you had commanded Leviathan. Your name mumbled into the skin of your shoulder before he bit down once again, hoping to mumble himself from his weak moans and grunts and he came within you, his dick pumping semen deep within as his breaths lingered upon your sweat doused skin.

You both stayed there for a little while, Levi in front of you with his legs sprawled and flaccid dick limp between them, still out of breath with his head leaned back against the wall.

“That was-” you began as Mammon slid himself out of you, his cum dripping from your hole and onto the bed sheets.

“Your back!” There was a panic in Mammon’s tone as you looked around, spotting the countless love bites dotted around your shoulder.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s fine” you slumped down onto your knees and felt the liquids from below upon your skin and sighed, “Mammon, you’re cleaning my bedsheets”

“What?!”

“Ahahaha!”

[dadoroki]

Reminder [3]

Dabi x F!Reader x Hawks

Description: the final chapter to the story ends here. You’re given an ultimatum, having to choose between your painful past and your current present.

[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3]

A/N: I can’t believe it’s been about 7-8 months since I wrote part 1. Whoops!

“Not so hard, Keigo.”

You hissed in pain as the man dabbed the cold cloth on your facial injuries. “Not my fault you wanted to play hero and fight all those Nomus yourself.”

If it wasn’t for him, you wouldn’t have been alive. Iv tubes were hooked onto you and the beeping sound of the monitor aggravated you more than the nagging winged-man himself.

“Yeah well someone had to do it.” The sunset highlighted your face and Keigo couldn’t help but fall distracted. The moment was cut short the minute he heard a loud screech coming out of you. While being distracted, Keigo had accidentally pressed deeply into your wound and in return, you punched his arm. “Ow, sorry sorry.”

“Whatever.” You groaned as you laid back down, facing your back towards him. He was about to question your sudden change in attitude but sensed a weird aura around. Getting up from his seat, he headed towards the door in a hurry. “I’ll come by tomorrow alright? There’s something I gotta deal with.” Without looking back at him, you gave a weak wave.

He quietly shut the door to your room but before he could turn the corner, a voice caught him off guard. “So you and Y/N, huh? Never thought she’d go for someone so low.” How did he know your real name? A low chuckle left Hawks’s lips. He turned around and sent a fake smile followed by a wave. “Oh, I’m sorry. Have we met before? Oh right! I sent dozens of my feathers at you. Hope it didn’t kill ya too much!”

Dabi clenched his teeth, roughly pushing himself off the wall. “I’m gonna burn you to pieces you little chicken shit. You hear me?” Hawks playfully held his hands up. “Woah, calm down buddy! But if you’re serious, why don’t we take it somewhere else?”

~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~

And that’s exactly what happened. The two men faced eachother with two different expressions. One held eyes full of rage and anger while the other was smug and laid-back.

“What’s with the face? Makes you look even more uglier than you already are.”

“Shut the hell up.”

Hawks rubbed his chin, observing the man infront of him while thinking deeply. “I still don’t get it. Why do you hate me so much?”

Dabi only scoffed in response. “Enough talking. When I’m done with you, I’ll be sure to give Y/N your burnt chicken wings as a present.”

Hawks didn’t have time to think as blue flames ignited his way. He flew around the abandoned area, the flames following close and burning everything behind him. Now it was his turn to strike. He flew towards Dabi, a long red feather making it’s way into his hand and he striked. Dabi managed to dodge all his attacks with ease, causing the winged hero to flinch. “Huh, you’re so weak. I don’t understand Y/N.”

Hawks ignored his instigation, attempting to hit him at least once but continuously missing all his shots again. “Look at you, you can’t even hit me. Why would she pick a weak man like you? You couldn’t even protect her.”

Emotions ran deep inside Hawks. More specifically guilt? Insecurity? Deep down, he knew everything Dabi said was nothing but the truth. He couldn’t protect you and for that, his worth for you was a newly engraved insecurity. That sadness turned into matched anger, causing him to hold a tighter grip on his feather and putting all force into the swing.

Dabi let out a maniacal laugh, gripping onto the man’s wrist and throwing him onto the ground. He watched unapologetic as Hawks squirmed beneath him in pain. He reached down to his jacket pocket and took out a shiny object, twisting it between his fingers above the injured hero in a taunting manner. “Keigo Takami.”

Once the name reached his ears, he froze in sheer horror. First your name and now his? He slowly realized the shiny object was the promise ring he gave you. “You.” The unstable man continued with poisonous venom leaking from the single word. “It’s all because of you. Y/N no longer cares about me and that’s all because of you! I’ve always despised you Keigo. Even when we were kids.”

Hawks was at a loss for words. He was in disbelief, unable to comprehend the situation. “I’ve always despised you since the day we met. The day I realized my feelings for Y/N. But of course, you just had to be in my way. You were always in my way.” Dabi psychotically laughed, recalling the memories like it was yesterday. “You know, I used to blame Y/N for not knowing how I felt. But I loved her so much and felt stupid for even thinking about blaming her.”

Dabi laid his hand flat on Hawks’s face, watching the man hiss in pain as the light heat made contact to his skin. “And then I started to blame myself. I was the reason why she didn’t love me back. I wasn’t good enough for her.” The heat began to increase, making the hero groan in pain. If the first one didn’t leave a burn mark, this one definitely did. “But then I realized it wasn’t my fault nor was it her’s. It was yours, Keigo. Did you know I was planning on killing you back then? To pretend it was a double accident? I was gonna kill you but then I thought about Y/N. She’d be alone and depressed out of her mind and so I chose to spare your life. Man, was I stupid for that.”

With that, he removed his hand to reveal a complete burn mark along the hero’s left side. He stood up and dusted himself off, facing his hand towards the half concious man lying helplessly on the ground. “You ruined my life Keigo Takami and now, I’m about to end your’s.”

Before Dabi could finish him off once and for all, a pleading voice called out for him in a distance. “Touya, please! Stop it!” The voice was so pure and angelic that Dabi couldn’t help but retrace back to the old days. Back when he was Touya. He slowly let his hand fall, backing away from Hawks.

Dabi was undoubtedly a powerful man. However, no matter how powerful or strong you are, everyone has their own weakness. And for him, it was you.

You limped over as fast as you could, the pain from days prior still taking in effect. “You need to let this go. This was all in the past.”

“The past can come back to haunt you.”

“The Touya I know wouldn’t do that.”

“I’m not Touya.”

“You are to me. You’ll always be Touya.”

That’s all it took for Dabi to be wrapped around your fingers. Those eyes once filled with hatred and rage were replaced with sadness and despair. In that moment, he fell completely vulnerable to you. “Just choose me damnit, Y/N.”

You rose a brow, confused at his words. “I know we have our differences but my feelings for you never changed. You promised me you’d always choose me so why can’t you just do that goddamnit?”

You realized at that point, you were given two critical choices. These two choices would lead to two very different outcomes.

Firstly, there was Touya. He wasn’t the same person he was back then but nonetheless, you still made a promise to him. Plus, it was hard to see him as Dabi when all you saw was Touya. Deep down, you were aware that some feelings were still there for him though you definitely wouldn’t admit it.

Secondly, there was Keigo. You always saw him as a friend but as time went on, it was like the friendship turned out to be a stepping stone for something new. Honestly speaking, you already imagined what it would be like to have a future with him.

The time to choose was now. You deeply sighed, getting ready to reveal your answer.

~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~

You stood infront of the mirror, taking a full look at yourself. Who would’ve thought the day would come for you to finally get married. A long white dress that made you look like a princess, your hair pinned up, and a sparkling veil travelling from the top of your head all the way down to your dress. The final piece was a necklace which you were having trouble putting on.

“You need help?”

Glancing back, you saw that beautiful faint smile to which you returned. The man made his way behind you and took the necklace from your hands. You watched as he clipped the chains together and smiled, matching his gaze through the mirror. “Thank you, Touya.”

“Anything for you.” He admired you from your reflection, eyes travelling all around to every single detail. He never thought he’d see the day where you were like this. All dressed up for the wedding. An uncomfortable silence filled the room and you couldn’t help but clear your throat. “You should get going soon. You shouldn’t even be here and your family came by the way.”

Touya hummed in response and nodded. He made his way towards the door but stopped and faced you. “It’s not too late, Y/N. Just come with me an-”

“No, Touya.” You said abruptly. “I’m not changing my mind. You know I can’t. It’s the right thing to do anyways.” The right thing to do. He sighed in defeat and quietly left your room. The moment you heard the door shut, you deeply exhaled and rubbed the sides of your forehead in stress. You stared at the promise ring Hawks had given you years ago. Today was the day where he would replace that promise ring with a wedding ring, just like he promised.

“Keigo. I choose Keigo.”

That was a sharp pain in Dabi’s chest like he’d been stabbed right there and then. He was expecting some kind of hope, at least just a little bit, to have you say his name. But you didn’t. There wasn’t even any hesitation when you spoke.

“Why? Why him? Am I not good enough for you?!”

You stared at the ground, unable to look the broken man in the eyes. “It’s just how it is, Touya. I don’t make the rules and I can’t choose any differently. I’m sorry.”

Huh, what a joke he thought. When you’re chained to the institution, you have no choice but to submit yourself. That’s exactly what happened to you and because of that, you were now their little puppet to control. Had that not happen, would you have chosen differently? Would you choose to live your life with him and keep that promise?

Hands deeply shoved in his pockets, Dabi walked away from the building and never turned back.

Tags for my peeps that had to wait😂: @trenchcoatdevilsworld @bmthevick @thepplaskingmonthsago

[sanemisthiccbih]

hcs for reader having a mutual crush with deku/baku/todo and asking them out? i've only ever been asked out once, and i rejected him oof... i have a difficult time connecting with people romantically and don't focus so much on love, so when i really want somebody i feel like i'd be the first to ask them out casually (and probs take it easy if they reject) love ur writing! 💕

Lol, ive gotten a few really random confessions but it was only after i knew these people for maybe like.... 2 hours worth of classtime. And not connecting deeply is totally ok! Maybe you just haven’t met the right person, but if not then being aromantic is nothing to sweat 😌. Also props to you for actually wanting to ask out your crush! I always get to nervous and try to hint at likeing them but they never get it 🙃 Also, THANKYIU FOR THE PRAISE!! it makes me •~•

YEAH SO IM SORRY ABOUT THE QUALITY, ESPECIALLY AFTER THE WAIT BUT TUMBLR SAID FUCK YOU AND DETED THE ORIGINAL DRAFT AND IM SORRY BOUT THAT

Warnings: A lil bit of cursing, just some floof :)

Deku

Ok this one would be EASY k?

We know this boy. This sweet, timid, and unexperienced boy (omfg i love him so much)

He’d be so flustered anytime you interacted with him, and he’s constantly keeping mental notes about you

When he sees the huge grin go across your face after eating your favorite sweet, he ensures to keep that information tucked away for next time you’re out in public.

He won’t ask you out unless Mina tells him to and sets a whole thing with roses and candlight lmao

Other than that, he’s just awkwardly making his way through moments with you

Blushing like crazy when your fingers brush against eachother

Becoming a stuttering mess when you ask him to go with you and drop off some papers

If he ever sees you out in public, and out of uniform, his brain will go into panic mode and let out a little “eep!”

Why does she look even prettier? How did she somehow become more beautiful? Oh right! Shes in real clothes.. I can’t talk to her when she looks like that! I need to go-

His little thought flurry is interrupted by you noticing him and tapping his shoulder “Deku! What are you doing here?”

Eye contact is non-existent, he might cry if he sees you being so cute right now from the sensory overload

You figure well... we’re both in public by the theaters so... why not shoot your shot?

“Well... if you’re not really busy out here... do you wanna see whats in theaters?”

Deku is s h o c k e d

You? Asking HIM to go out?

He’d squeak out “L-like as friends?!” Only barely able to look at you with his head turned to the side

Baby wont take the hint, you gotta tell him straight up “No silly! Like a date! But if you want to go just as friends, then thats fine to-“

This boy SNATCHES your hands and intertwined your fingers “no! I really want to go on a date with you!!”

You just stare at your fingers intertwined with his all wide eyed (0.0) before he realises and tries to pull away

You won’t let him 😈

Now he has to walk hand in hand with you to your date, blushing like crazy 💅🏼

Bakugo

Mans is INTIMIDATING ok? Like he is DEFINITELY a Tsundere

If he has a crush on you, you’d probably know it but DAMN would he be so passive aggressive

You’re cooking in the UA kitchen right? But your finger hits the pot and now you’ve got a burn

The SECOND it happens, Bakugo is next you “YOU DUMBASS” he’s already putting ointment on the finger “You cant do anything right >:( HOW THE HELL DO YOU BURN YOURSELF DOING SOMETHING SO SIMPLE?” Now he’s gently placing this pink band-aid on the burn

“Just go and be lazy on the couch already, cant do anything right i swear!” “but bakugo im hungryyy” “YEAH YEAH I KNOW, IM GONNA FINISH COOKING YA HEAR? NOW GO SIT YOU PRETTY ASS DOWN ON THE COUCH AND BE LAZY ALREADY”

If you dont comply he’ll just teach you how to cook but he’ll be very angry about it the whole time 😤😤

He actually ask to train with you sometimes, mad respect if you can ever get close to pinning him, but he friggin gloats hard on you “heh, good thing im gonna be a pro so i can protect weaklings like you. Then you’ll stay out of harms way forever >:|”

Bakugo doesn’t really change much, he’s great enough and you gotta deal with that. But when he realises he’s whipped for you, and you’re whipped for him, he can’t help but follow you around after that.

One day when you ask why he’s suddenly waiting for you after classes and stuff, he burst “IDIOT, I KNOW YOU GOT A THING FOR ME”

Welp

Idk bout you but I’d have tears in my eyes, BUT! You’re not me lmao, so i’m pretty sure most peeps would be like “hm... might as well shoot my shot 🤷🏻‍♀️ “

“Well why not indulge in my crush bakugo?” At this he turns away and just stays silent. Before you could say anything he’d reach out an arm

You happily extend your own to grab his but he just yells “tch, NO DUMMY, your bag first!” Once he takes your bad over his shoulder he reaches out once more

“NOW give me your hand” and with that, you’ll be happily walking hand in hand with this little tsuntsun towards your next class ❤️

Todoroki

Baby has a hard time connecting to others, so when he starts likeing you, he probably won’t think too hard about it and wave it off “it’s just a phase 😌”

But after seeing you get along so well with the Dekusquad he’s like “oh fuck 😳”

His affection would come out VERY subtly. But as you know he’s kinda anti-social and oblivious

He knows he can’t just walk up to you after like a week and say “hey i like you” (well according to wiki how he can’t)

So he just does small things like offer to take your trash, extra training, texting you first, etc.

He’ll basically pave the way for you though, if you talk, he will have his 100% attention on you and is ready to engage. During class activities, he’ll heo you out subtly, maybe leaveing secret spots in his ice for you to jump across with idk 🤷🏻‍♀️

Eventually the tension between you 2 is just so built up, the whole class is fed. Up.

When you finally pop the question (boy figures if you don’t ask, then you dont want it lmao) the whole school probably goes quiet

He’d smile softly and look you in the eyes “yeah... I’d like that 🙂” and the whole fucking school goes feral lmao

He’s definitely a simp for you, but like, in a low-key way. Gets your food for you before you can even get up, ask if you’d like something the MOMENT you glance at it, buys it for you without hesitation. Secretly likes it when you two match

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Y’all this was literally so garbage 😔. Tumblr mobile is BOOTYYYY. I lost my train of thought like every other sentence to lmao. In conclusion, i am s o r r y

[infinitegalahad]

I’ll Make A Man Out Of You (Ch.2)

Summary: You drop into Normandy and get injured during the jump. You run into an unarmed Eugene, and a Kraut.

Warnings: Minor mentions of blood and stabbing.

A/N: The rest of the story will be posted both on tumblr and ao3!  I wrote this during exam week and with my ADHD kicking in, it was a little rough to write this! But I did it for you guys. plus Thanksgiving break starts for me soon so I hope to release the whole story by then! Hope you guys enjoy!

Normandy couldn’t have been real. It seemed like an over-exaggerated plot. You and thousands of men dropped into Normandy. It seemed like the sky was on fire. Instead of landing at your destination, you landed right into a tree. You were being choked by a cord and cut it, landing right into a thorn bush. Not only were you scared but injured. Your hand grabbed a fist full of thorns. It was tempting to scream, but you had to be a man. The only weapon you had was a swiss knife from your ankle holster. That jump was a nightmare,, and you assumed you lost all your supplies. So not only were you scared and injured but alone.

Ripping a piece of your sleeve, you wrapped it around your bloody hand. With a swiss knife, you were prepared to defend yourself and most likely die. The sky still sparkled with bombs. It was calmer than it was before, but the flashes and explosions made your body tremble.

To add to your stress, you had no idea where you had dropped. You continued to walk forward with a bloody trail. You began to stumble on your own feet through the dark woods.

“Come on…” You mumbled, looking down at your hand. The fabric was wet and warm,soaking with blood. The wound reminded you of Eugene. He had been right behind you on the plane. As you prepared to jump, he patted you on the back. You turned to him and softly smiled. Eugene responded with a smile. You were worried about him. Did he survive the jump or die in the crossfire?

The distant screams of German made you jump. Grabbing your knife, you hid behind a tree and looked in both directions. The german was coming closer to your location, along with a panting noise. It was low and gruff. You noticed two silhouettes; one of them running as the other tracked behind them. Your curiosity caused you to (foolishly) move from tree to tree to get closer.

It was Eugene and a Kraut. He still wore his dark facepaint from the jump. The Kraut swung his gun around, using the bayonet. Looking at your knife, you furrowed your eyebrows. Eugene fell behind a tree as the Kraut tumbled backward. Seeing it as an opportunity, you ran behind the Kraut and grabbed his shoulder, pulling him back and stabbing him in his hip. The fabric he wore was so thick that your small blade didn’t fully enter. Enraged, he screamed and grabbed your tinier frame, throwing your down.

It took Eugene a second to realize that it, was you. You fell with a gentle grunt. Your eyes met each other. He was relieved by your presence. Even though Eugene knew that you were capable, the thought of you getting hurt stung him with guilt. He deeply cared about you, even if he wasn’t the best at showing it. After finding out about your true identity, you told Eugene that nothing was to change between you two. Eugene swore and attempted, but it was getting harder each day to do so.

Your stare was disrupted by the Kraut you had just stabbed. He ran ontop as he forced a bayonet into your throat. Your hands had grabbed it in time, pushing it up. The Kraut was stronger than you. His face was scrunched up as he yelled curses into your face. The blade was getting closer to your neck. Was this going to be your fate? Would you die a hero?

The Kraut was knocked off of you. He flew to the side as his weapon fell from his hands. Your eyes once again met with Eugene’s. He had kicked the soldier off, saving your life. There wasn’t enough time to thank him. Rolling to the side, you pushed yourself up and ran to the bayonet. The Kraut attempted to get up,, but you kicked him back down. Stepping on his chest, you forced the bayonet in this throat. His big hands painfully squeezed your ankles as he choked on his blood. But his widened eyes knew it was all over. His tight grasp began to soften as his eyes rolled into his head, his arms falling as the blood still trailed from his mouth.

“Flash?”

You looked over and saw Eugene slowly walking towards you.

“Thunder,” You said as you walked over to Eugene, “Thank god your here.”

Eugene’s hands began to pat down your body frantically. You stood there, not knowing what to do. He was muttering small words in French as you raised your hands. “Doc! What the hell are you doing?”

“You feelin’ good, right y/n? You didn’t get hurt or anythin’,” Eugene mumbled as his hands patted your shoulders. A red tint glowed on your cheeks as he looked away. Ever since finding out you were a woman, Eugene became even softer in front of you. You didn’t want him to think of you any differently for being a woman.

You sighed, “Yes, I’m fine, says the guy who almost got killed.”

“Y/n, that Kraut could’ve killed you!” Eugene exclaimed as his hands remained on his shoulder, “He was twice your size!”

You threw his hands off your shoulders and walked over to his body, searching for any ammunition or bare necessitates. “Did you even have a weapon to fight him?”

“No, but…” Eugene said, tripping on his words. If you hadn’t been there, then he most likely would’ve died. It had been such a crazy night. Eugene began to wonder if y/n was a guardian angel.

A luger had been in the Kraut’s holster. It was loaded, and yet he hadn’t used it once. His blank eyes burned into your soul. Shaking it off, you stood up and walked back towards Eugene with a luger. You opened up his jacket and safely placed in it his pocket, gently patting it.

“There, you got a weapon now.” You reassured. Eugene and your faces were so close to eachothers. Even in the night, you could still remember those beautiful blue eyes. Your hand lingered on his chest, just like when his big hands rested on his shoulders.

Eugene grabbed your hand that was wrapped in a bloodied cloth. Taking the ripped piece off, he examined your hand and saw the injury. “You said you weren’t injured.”

“It’s just a scratch, Doc.”

“Sit down, now.” He commanded. You refused,, and he carefully grabbed your wrist, leading you to a rock. The two of you sat down as he scavenged his jacket for any supplies. With a thin wrap of bandages and gauze pads, he began to work at your hand. You attempted to help by removing the blood, but he insisted that he was the one that did all the work.

“Why’d you lie to me?” He broke the silence. You looked up at him as he wrapped your hand. “You were hurt”.

“It was a small scratch. I fell from some trees during the landing. I have a few bruises, I think,” You continued, “But trust me, I’m fine.”

Eugene grunted as he finished wrapping your hand. The method you taught him over a year ago stuck with him. It always worked like a charm.

“Eugene,” You said, your voice soft. You didn’t even notice that you stopped faking your voice. He looked up at you as he tied the bandages, “You use the shoelace method still?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” He said as he put the spare supplies in his jacket pocket. “It works. Well.”

Eugene finished gathering his supplies as you took the Kraut’s bayonet. It wasn’t a lot, but it worked. Eugene and you had no idea where you were going. You watched the shells explode in the sky as you walked in the dark forest, trying to stay alive. Eugene was quieter than he usually was. He refused to make eye contact with you as he held the luger in his hands.

“Listen, Gene…” You looked over at him, keeping your voice low. Eugene looked at you, all ears and eyes on you. “I know we’ve talked about this, but you gotta stop treatin’ me like I’m helpless. I just feel like your,, my mother!”

“I know, I just…” He stuttered, looking at you, “I don’t know.”

You were frustrated, unable to respond. You did love Eugene as a friend, but sometimes he never knew how to communicate. He would either mumble in French or mutter quietly, constantly repeating himself. “It’s nice that you wanna help, but I can take care of myself. Do you think of me any differently because I am a girl?”

Eugene, seeing you were offended, shook his head. “What? No? Not at all. It’s just...you don’t see a girl like yourself every day.”

You quirked an eyebrow at him to explain.

“I’ve never met a strong girl, or woman ever. At least a one who...you know….” Eugene tilted his head as the two of you continued to walk, “wants to do their own thing. Not saying I don’t mind it. You don’t stumble across someone like you every day,, y’know.”

Did Eugene just call you strong? Eugene sometimes didn’t make sense. Hearing him call you a woman made your knees weak. His words still confused you; regardless, it made your cheeks grow red again. You felt like he was subtly praising you.

“Um, well, thanks,” You thanked. He nodded his head in response, tipping his helmet. “But please, just treat me like I’m a man. Let me take care of myself, and...you”.

You looked forward as your cheeks began to grow pink. What the hell had you just done? Your thoughts were starting to become word vomit. You could feel Eugene look at you. Knowing him, you knew Eugene’s movements. His face was trying to process the words you had just spoken.

Hearing footsteps, you stopped in place and signaled to Eugene to keep low. The footsteps got louder as the two of you hunched on the ground, waiting to see who was lurking. It wasn’t a german soldier, but Winters and Hall. You were relieved, not wanting to kill another man again. The vivid image of a warm, crimson liquid spewing out of the Kraut’s mouth made you shiver. Like you, he was just a soldier fighting for his life in a war-torn world. He was just a human that you had slaughtered, like a lamb in a pen. The Kraut fought until his last seconds. Your ankles ached with pain as you could already feel the bruises forming on your ankles. If you hadn’t been there, Eugene would’ve died. He wasn’t armed with anything but his medical kit.

It was a strange sensation. Whenever you saw Eugene, a smile would curve on your lips. It would happen without you even knowing. You began to notice the small occurrence at the beginning of your friendship. Liebgott had questioned (and teased) you about it at first. Even walking back to the checkpoint in the dark night, Winters had asked you why you were smiling? It was because you were thinking of Eugene-relieved that he was alive because of your quick thinking. Not only did you save a life, but you in cold blood took one as well.

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There was a little peace at the checkpoint. After an unpleasant night of killing more Krauts, Bill going on a killing rampage with Winters reprimanding him, and almost being choked by your parachute; being in a field in the open air was so refreshing. You were in the eye of the storm. Peace was tempapory, but you would savour every minute of it. There were no more shells or dark skies, just silence for the time being. Who knew what was in store. You could be alive or dead in the next twenty four hours. Upon arriving, you headed to the medics since Eugene insisted that you could’ve been more injured than you were. He dragged you to the medic as you repeated that you were okay. It reminded me of your mother, dragging you into a department store for clothes shopping.

To say you were lucky was an understatement—most of the men who landed in trees ending up dying from shells or their own gear. The nurses, upon hearing your story of falling from a tree into poison ivy, were shocked that you had made it out alive (and killed a Kraut with a little blade). They discovered you had a few bruises and cuts around your body. Apparently you even had a gash on your thigh. Another medic said that due to your adrenaline rush, it was porbalry the reason you didn’t feel that much pain from the gash. Your leg had hurt but you weren’t concerned with it; you were concerned with keeping Eugene alive.

A medic who’s name baffled you. He had been telling you a story and all you thought about was Eugene. Where had he gone to? The other medic had almost disappeared to deal with another solider who was severely wounded. All you saw was a flash of blood with panicked voices following along. It was tempting to look, but all you could do was look down at your feet that dangled off of the bed. It had been your first day of combat and you had already seen enough.

A small knock made you look up, revealing Eugene. He saw your leg and walked up. You had claimed you weren’t injured besides your arm, but he had proven you wrong.

“Hey,” You mumbled softly.

“Y/n, your leg,” He responded with a kit prepared to treat your leg. He didn’t even need to say, his eyes had already given you a disapproving stare.

“I know, I know,” You sighed as his hands began to clean the remaining blood, “It’s just a small scartch.”

“Scratch? You fell outta’ tree and your actin’ like it was nothin’!”

“I was too worried about not choking or getting killed by a Kraut,” You played with your fingers as Eugene began to softly wrap a bandage around your leg. His large, warm hands were gentle on your ripped leg, “I killed someone…”

Even though he was a Kraut, his face never left yout mind. The bruises werw a grim reminder of his death. The way he held on and stared at you sent shivers down your spine. Once he finished tying your wound, you pushed yoruseld up and walked past him. Before you could walk on, Eugene stopped you. You sighed as your eyes darted away; your fingers playing with the cloth of your jacket.

“He was gonna kill you, y/n. You did the right thing-”

“No I didn’t! I killed a man!” You hushed whispered. “Is that what I am? A killing machine? I know there bad, but there people as well.”

Eugene saw your distress. You had been the one person he had been able to confide in for the past two years. Unknown to you, you had been on Eugene’s mind lately. His job was a medic. He preferred to keep to his own since he refused to deal with his emotions. It was too risque to build friendships. But when y/n had stumbled into his gloomy world, it felt like the clouds had drifted away and a peak of sun had shined through. Eugene had known there was something off about you for years. The men in easy company were to distracted to see, but you weren’t a man. You were a woman and a strong one with that.

But each day, Eugene couldn’t contain it. He cared for you. He knew it from the minute he had met you. In Eugene dreams, his mémé had said you were a good person. Was y/n a guardian angel his mémé had sent for him? She had you were a true warrior. He was the only one taht knew of your true identity. Eugene hadn’t ever meet a dame such as y/n. You were a kind person, full of emotion and calm. The best parts of Toccoa were being around y/n. You were a fresh breath of air at Toccoa. Seeing you rise above the ranks made him smile. But the thought of you, his guardian angel, getting hurt made him panic.

Instead of bringing up death, Eugene placed his hands on your shoulder. Your shaking had stopped as you let out a sign, looking into his big blue eyes. He was going to comfort you in his own way.

“Remember ‘da lake? You punched me because, y’know,” Eugene said. You looked up and shook your head. The night that Eugene found out. His hand was awkalredy placed on your nude breast as you hid from Sobel. Taking it the wrong way, you threw him back with a mean punch.

“Listen. You’re not a killing machine, your…” Eugene looked down before looking back at you, “A guardian angel. You’re such a brave wom-man. Man. Not a lot of people could do what you did. You saved me. Thank you…”

You looked down and blushed, shaking your head. “Eugene, damnit. I did noth-”

“You sacrificed your life for your family and me. You would do it for the whole company. Your kind and brave.” He explained with a firm grasp on your shoulders, “Your a guardian angel, y/n. Remember ‘dat, okay?”

“Ok, I will.” You smiled back. Eugene patted your shoulders and looked down at your wrapped leg and hand. He had caught news that Winters had picked you and a few other men to stop a Kraut assault at Brécourt. He was going to be the sole medic in this death misson. In his opinon, Eugene thought you were not fit for the mission. Not because you cpuldn’t handle killing a few more Krauts (much to your dismay), but that you were injured. But then again, Winters had full trust in Toccoa’s prodigy.

Eugene and you walked out of the medical center. You ran a hand through your growing hair. It was short on the sides but starting to get long on top. Liebgott had cut your hair before the jump, but had done a poor job. He did say he was a barber. Placing the oversized helmet on your head, you tipped it upwards to clearly see. Eugene was on your mind, and so was the “guardian angel” business. Did he believe you were one? The war had been certianelt been taking a toll on everyone.

“Y/n?”

“Hrm?”

“You sure you can handle this?”

“The other medic cleared me. I told Winters I could go.” You replied, showing your hand. It was still banaged, but it felt better. Sure it stung, but you could deal with it. It wasn’t the worst thing in the world. “I’m fine. You don’t need to worry.”

“Jus’ stay close to me, if you can y/n. Please.” Eugene quietly requested. There he was again, quiet and full of worry. It was so sweet to have someone actually care about you in such a horrible time.

You and Eugene had a secret language, full of little quirks. All you did was chuckle back and bump into his shoulder.

It was a promise.

[nahimjustfeelingit-writes]

Imagine

Reader attempting to break up with Erik.

Y/N and Erik sat staring at eachother. He blinked at her like she had three big ass heads.

“What?”

“It’s over.”

“What’s over? The movie?” Erik pointed to the ending credits to Best Man, “yeah, it is over.”

She groans with frustration, “I’m not talking about the movie, Erik, I’m talking about US.”

Erik watched her finger moved in between them both, a chill running up his spine.

“You...you tryna leave me? What?”

“Yes,” she casually says, “It’s come to my attention that me and you have no future.”

“Girl,” he kisses his teeth rather loud before fixing her with a glare, “Fuck outta here. We’ve only been dating for like seven months, and here you go talking about a future.”

“See, this is exactly why I can’t deal with you. You have a problem with my long term goals. I’m 28 years old, I’m tired of all these jump off relationships. If you don’t see yourself being with me for the long hall, then we’re done, point blank period.”

She was getting real aggressive with her neck rolling and hand movements.

“Calm your pussy down. You tryna marry a nigga? Can I at least figure out how my day is gonna be tomorrow? Damn,”

Her skin reddened with rage. She could smack the hell out of this pretty nigga. He was so confident that she would run back to him, AHT AHT!!!

“What you fail to realize, is that I deserve more than this. Fucking, eating, fucking again, eating again, screaming at eachother, you leaving for I don’t know how long then showing up, fucking again...it’s a tired pattern and I’m sick of it.”

Erik leans back in his chair, lazy body language pissing her off further. She don’t talk that shit when he deep in her guts.

“You leaving me pack your shit then. Pack up all those lace fronts, your fucking underwear, your bras, get that nasty ass mint ice cream out my deep freezer too.”

“FUCK YOU!!!”

Y/N meditated for a moment before coming back with her inside voice.

“Now that’s how you talk to me,” Erik reminds her.

“Any fucking way, like I said, we are done. It was fun, but I’m bored and I want more that you’re not giving me.”

“There’s the door,” he points, “I ain’t enough now I’m not gonna be later, right?”

She didn’t respond, lifting to grab her things. She packed away angrily, Erik on the video game now which also pissed her off. She couldn’t stand it when he did that. Video games were toxic. His good looks weren’t working for him at the moment.

“Ugh, where is my makeup bag,” Y/N went to search the bathroom again before giving up entirely. She shouldered her Nike duffle before walking into the living room. Taking a look at Erik, she was disgusted that he took this entire things so well, it infuriated her.

“Why are you so calm right now? I just broke up with you and you act like nothing happened.”

“Am I supposed to cry?” He presses a series of buttons on the controller, “You got your mind made up about me so...”

Her hand on the door knob, she kept a sharp eye on him. She was so ready to fucking bounce but at the same time she wanted him to fight for her. It was silly, but Y/N really did like Erik. If only he would show her more affection. If he did that, then they were getting somewhere.

“Do you really understand what is happening right now?” She goes to block the TV, Erik pausing the game, looking up at her with an annoyance.

“Yeah, you leaving me. It’s cool...I can have other bitches on rotation.”

“That shit doesn’t hurt me, Erik. You might be fine as hell but you don’t keep bitches on rotation. You don’t have time for that, remember? To much work...”

“And? I can if I wanted to. Why are you still here?”

“Because I want you to tell me how you feel instead of pushing me out! If you have some care for me in that cold heart of yours then maybe we can work it out instead of me leaving.”

He cracked a sly smile, “You starting to have regrets?”

Her leg shook, looking away from him, “I don’t want to go through with this fully if you talk to me. Just talk to me and I won’t leave.” Her voice went small.

“Aight,” Erik licks his lips, “I like you...a lot, Y/N. If I didn’t, with all the shit that’s going on in my life, I wouldn’t even be dealing with you for no seven months. But at the same time, I like what we got going on now. All that serious shit like planning the future is too much for me right now. I just want you to respect that, that’s all.”

Y/N didn’t think about it that way. Erik was trying with her. He was trying to make it a serious thing between them. But, something was holding him back. Whatever it is he had “plans for” she would never know and then there’s the sad reality that he may never come back to her when he walked out the door. She could not see herself falling deeply in love with a man who just leaves without a trace. Erik was too addictive for her to just brush it off if he left. He didn’t even have to do anything to drive her wild.

“You hella quiet, ma.”

“Just thinking about what you said.” She gave him a look, a sad one. Erik made a face, looking away.

“Did you get your ice cream out my freezer?”

“No, dumb ass,” Y/N drops her bag at the door, taking a seat next to him. She groans loudly before running her hands down her face.

“You stress me the fuck out, Erik.”

“You don’t think you’re stressing me out?”

She looks over at his handsome face.

“You really like me? Possibly love me?”

His jaw went tight and those whiskey colored eyes fell down to look at his hands.

“Love...that’s a loaded word, baby girl.”

“Just answer the question.”

“I mean...” he was really struggling to be open with her, “I do love your crazy ass. I do. This shit ain’t easy for me, Y/N, you gotta cut me some slack.”

She lets out a shaky breath. Erik wouldn’t lie about that for sure. She turns to him on the couch, looking at him fully. She couldn’t leave him behind, she saw the look in his eyes when she first told him she was going to bounce. He wouldn’t admit it but a part of his world came crashing down before him.

“I love you too.”

Erik gave her side eye, “go unpack your shit then.”

Y/N lifts from the couch, grabbing her bag to put her things away.

“Don’t try that shit again, Y/N.”

She smiled to herself, walking back to his room to put her things away in her drawers he left empty especially for her.

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[softyoongiionly]

Aawake at Night 🖲

You can’t sleep. 

Luckily, your boyfriend can’t either. 

Genre: pwp, smut, fluff, I miss yoongi

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

A/N:This was inspired by a song called Aawake at Night by half alive and, my undying love/thirst for Yoongi. 

Warnings: explicit smut (18+ only please), language

“Yoongi?” You whisper into the stillness of your cool bedroom.

He’s been laying on his back, eyes closed for quite some time and, you hope that you haven't woken him.

“Hm?” He hums low and soft in his chest, his tired eyes fluttering open as he turns his head towards you.

Tucking your lip in between your teeth, you scoot your body closer to him, “Are you awake?”

It’s a silly question but, you’re exhausted so, silly questions are acceptable.

Your boyfriend bites back a laugh, “No.”

The giggle that leaves your lips causes an enamored smile to erupt on Yoongi’s face, his rosy gums peeking out from underneath his lips.

“I can’t sleep...” You announce sullenly, a frown taking its place on your lips.

Yoongi wants to kiss it off immediately...

Instead, he shakes his head, one of his arms untucking itself from behind his head before he jerks his head towards the crook of his arm, “C’mere.”

His tone is raspy and barely croaks above a whisper, its like his vocal quality was built for this environment: Cozy, still, unhurried, sleepy...

Taking his invitation, you scoot over until you’re firmly tucked into his side, nose immediately nuzzling against his ribs.

“I can’t sleep either.” He assures you, feeling comforted by the new proximity.

The material of Yoongi’s black t-shirt smells like blackberries and ocean air, a scent that’s uniquely him. It coated the outer edges of your body like a warm blanket causing your lids to flutter in contentment.  

“Brain won’t shut off?” You offer, closing your eyes as you feel Yoongi’s gentle fingers weave themselves into the tendrils of your hair, his dull nails brushing gently against the surface of your scalp.  

“Mhm...” He hums, relaxation setting in as he continues his motions in your hair, “you too?”

Your response comes in the form of a nod that Yoongi feels against his ribs.  He smiles softly to himself before tightening his grip on you momentarily, “It’s the worst.”

A thoughtful hum comes from your throat now, pairing with another nod of your head, “You know what’s not the worst though?”

Yoongi peeks down at you, a small smirk on his lips, “What?”

You can feel him looking at you so, you decide to untuck your face and, meet his gaze, “Youuuuu.”

The exhaustion that’s current settled into your bones is clearly impairing your ability to give proper compliments but, Yoongi seems endeared regardless, a rickety chuckle leaving the throes of his chest.

“Not the worst huh?” He teases, his free hand reaching over the expanse of his chest to brush hair from your face.

A peck is stolen against the side of his hand, your pupils likely morphing into tiny hearts, “The best...”

He laughs again, practically beaming down at you, admiring the curves and shapes of your face, plotting which part he’d plan to kiss first...

“The best, she says, yah I must be doing something right then...” He muses playfully, tugging a bit of your cheek between his thumb and forefinger.

A verbal response doesn’t come from you. Instead, you decide Yoongi’s sweet talking little mouth is due to be kissed and, you see to it immediately.  

There’s something really special about the way Yoongi kisses. He kisses you like he’s sharing a secret; a secret that only the two of you can know. With lips tucked between one another, you peck gently at each others lips and, silently declare all of the cringey things neither one of you plan to say out loud.  

It’s not totally necessary, not when he kisses you like this.

“Could kiss you all night...” He whispers, his thumb smoothing over your cheek as he sucks gently on your bottom lip. The hand that was in your hair slowly coaxes you closer to his mouth.

“You should...” You tease, a breathless laugh leaving your lips

Yoongi just smiles into the gentle kisses, taking a deep breath as he lets the pleasure of you melt into his senses.

Your boyfriend’s oral fixation manifests greatly in the way that he kisses. Sometimes, the movements of his lips are short and sweet, just like him, other times, like the current moment, they tantalize and torture; he kisses like he wants to make you cum just like this.  

The sleepiness pairs nicely with the onslaught of arousal that’s inevitable when you and Yoongi end up making out.  

Yoongi feels it too. Your lips always do a number on him and tonight, no matter his level of sleepiness, is no exception. His black t-shirt has ridden up slightly with your movements, exposing the delicate skin over his hips. It’s then that you notice the bulge in his boxers, signifying his growing level of desire for you. And obviously, you’re keen to act on it so, with your lips still connecting, you maneuver your body so it’s in a better position to straddle his hips.  

He catches on to your plan obviously, chuckling into your lips, “What do you think you’re doing?”  

The gravelly tone of Yoongi’s voice coupled with his teasing smile is enough to make your panties stick to your pussy, exhaustion getting further from your mind.  

“I can’t sleep...” You reiterate, whining playfully as he nibbles against your bottom lip.

As Yoongi prepares his next response, he’s slowly ushering you onto his hips, propping himself up on the many pillows behind him.

“I know baby, we’ve talked about this remember?” He coos trying to feign concern but, the spark in his eyes foils his disguise; he likes riling you up.

Once you’re sitting firmly on his lap, damp panties pressed to his throbbing erection, you carefully and deeply roll your hips into his clothed member, sending a delightful shiver down your spine.  

“Shit...” He breathes, eyes blowing wide open, his hands coming out to hold your hips for support, “that’s not fair...”

You smirk, “Why not?”  

“I don’t know...” He answers immediately, causing the two of you to chuckle, “it’s just not...”

The banter is slightly limited as the two of you started this romp completely exhausted and frustrated. That, paired with your tendency to get drunk on one another isn’t making for the most linear of conversations.  

You smooth your hands up his lithe body, taking the time to tease your fingertips over his skin; it drives him crazy.  

His head falls back against the pillows, his hands going slack against your hips as you trail your fingers to the waistband of his boxers. You bite your lip as you slowly untuck his plump dick from his underwear. A sigh of relief leaves his nose as he bites his own lip, still keeping his eyes closed.

No words are spoken as you take him in your hand, allowing your fingers to brush over the tip of him, spreading the small amount of precum around. With your eyes still trained on his face, you tighten your fist and squeeze down the length of him, his leg jumping with the motion. Then, slowly and tightly you bring your fist back up and over the head of his dick.  

Yoongi’s mouth opens silently, his chest rising a little along with his hips, the pleasure beginning in his toes. You take your time, tugging gently and stroking him up into a frenzy until he finally allows his eyes to open during a small moan. He loves when you touch him like this but, busy schedules don’t always allow time for handjobs, no matter how gut wrenchingly good they make him feel.  

His hips are uneasy as you continue your motion but, the two of you stay staring at eachother, comfortable enough to maintain a small amount of direct eye contact. Yoongi’s breath is catching often as you focus more of your attention on the swollen tip of him, his toes curling against the sheets.  

Fuck this feels good...

“Are you trying to make me cum?” He slurs, mouth never really closing, his eyes flitting between your face and your hand.

You giggle, shrugging at his question, squeezing at the base of him before bringing your hand up again, “Do you want to cum?”

He shakes his head, his brow furrowing as a low whimper interrupts his response, “Yeah...it feels really good. Think I’d rather be inside of you though...”

He’s unfiltered at this point in your relationship but, there is something about Yoongi; reserved and collected Yoongi, explicitly stating his desires that really turns you on.  

You nod, biting your lip around a smile before easing your hand off of him and, moving it to the waistband of your panties.

“No...no...” Yoongi’s voice interrupts you, his hand coming out to cover yours, “I gotta check something first...”

With a confused expression, you oblige, moving your hand away but, before you can truly question him, he’s tickling over the center of your panties, expert fingers brining every ounce of warm pleasure to the top of your pussy.  

“What are you...” You venture but, giggle instead when you realize the sensations his fingers are providing are enough to fuck with your speech, “What are you checking?”

He laughs, low and lazy, his eyes half open as he presses the pads of his two fingers against your panties, right over your clit. He rubs there momentarily before slowly sliding them back down the crotch of your underwear towards your entrance, “ Oppa just wants to make sure you’re ready for him...”

Fuck

He doesn’t use that name often. It’s not a power play, it’s a softer term the two of you have taken on but, regardless it sends you into another dimension.  

Yoongi is well aware that this particular name makes you wet your panties every time but, he’s still delighted by the whimper you desperately try to conceal.  

His dick twitches in his boxers as he feels the dampness in your panties and, he has to take a deep breath before he melts into the bed.

You take this opportunity to throw the nickname back into his face, “Did I do good Oppa? Did I get wet enough for you?”

Yoongi's mouth opens in partial shock and partial arousal before he chuckles, blowing air out through his mouth, “You’re evil...”

Snickering, you lean down towards him, capturing his sweet lips between yours, taking a moment to indulge one another. Yoongi’s tongue is quick to slide against yours, doing what it does best: ruining you.  

“Can I sit on it now?” You whisper drowsily against his lips, tempting him as you suck his bottom one between your teeth.

Yoongi smirks against your mouth, nodding wordlessly as he assists you in the removal of your panties. The two of you only disconnect so that you can aid him in slipping inside of you: an incredibly easy endeavor considering how wet you’ve gotten.  

He kisses you as soon as you sink down on him, his hands sliding slowly up the sides of your body. The breaths the two of you swallow are choppy and, jagged; the pleasure caused by your actions settling and rooting deep within your bellies.  

One particularly hard thrust disconnects your lips as your fingers clutch the pillow beside Yoongi’s head. He isn’t pleased with the interruption and, quickly lets you know, “Yah...don’t stop jagi, wanna kiss you while you fuck me...”

His words are really doing a number on you tonight.  

You giggle at his pouting before slightly increasing the pace of your hips as you return to kissing him. He grunts into your mouth as he lazily attempts to meet your thrusts.  

It’s the middle of the night and, you should be sleeping but, instead you’re settled into a slow fuck with your incredibly hot boyfriend who is looking like he isn’t going to last much longer, the exhaustion and arousal likely getting to him.  

He trails his lips across your cheek towards your ear, his hands bracing against your back as he whispers, “Lay on me yeppuh...”

Yeppuh: pretty in Korean...

God he’s really trying to kill you tonight.

You oblige, cause you trust him but, you can’t help your confusion, especially sense his words keep fucking with your ability to think straight, “Why?”

A darker smile etches across his mouth as his lips trail along the shell of your ear, “Because it’s time to cum jagiya...”

You don’t get a chance to respond before Yoongi’s grip tightens on your waist and begins fucking up into with the exact pressure that you need. His motions draw frantic whimpers from the back of your throat as the head of his dick curves sinfully into your swollen g-spot.

“Oh-” You gasp into his neck, nails digging harder into the pillows beside him and, he follows suit, feeling the effects of your impending orgasm.

“Feel good jagi?” He coos in your ear, his hips relentless

You nod frantically, the pleasure enough to make you grind down against his motions, which serves a duel purpose for his dick and your clit.  

“Yoongi-” You whisper frantically, your eyes threatening to roll back from pleasure, “Yoongi-oppa...I’m gonna cum...”

He nearly cums at the nickname but, he holds off and increases his speed, whispering into your ear, “Cum for oppa, yeppuh, let me feel you...”

And that’s that...

You're done for, completely ruined as you allow the pleasure to flood your senses. At the tightening of your cunt, Yoongi cums too, his own whimpers serving as music to your ears.

“Oh my god I love you...” He croons shakily, still thrusting to ensure that both of you finish out your orgasms.

“I love you...”

In the aftermath, the two of you slip away from one another but, Yoongi is quick to pull you back into your original spot beside him.

He gets really needy after sex.

But then again, so do you.

The soft pants and, shuffling of the duvet compliment the sound of the floor fan perfectly as the two of you drift in and out of consciousness.  

Right as your edging towards the bliss of dreamland, you hear your boyfriend whisper:

“Sweet dreams jagiya...”

[stumacherstan]

Heya it’s the twilight angst girl, maybe something like a jasper x reader : after a fight. Like they haven’t made up yet and they’re just really mean to eachother and puts them in a bad mood and something happens (surprise me) and they slowly make up?

Jasper Hale x Reader:

You felt the intense stare of your boyfriend in the middle of your back. You rolled your eyes. He can stare all he wants with those puppy eyes, you’re pissed at him. You saw brown hair out the corner of your eyes and groaned. You did not have time for Bella’s pity party. This wasn’t about her, well not too much anyway.

“Don’t apologize Bella.”

“I feel so bad that I was the reason of the fight though...”

“EXACTLY! The fight wasn’t about you! It was about the fucking double standard. You didn’t cause anything, he did by having a stick up his ass.” You said it loud enough where he can hear you. You made sure he can hear you, with his super hearing and all. You stormed off leaving Bella alone and awkward as she looked back at Jasper and shrugged.

Jasper started brooding. He did nothing wrong except for be concerned about you. Whatever Edward wants to do with his girlfriend is him, and Jasper knows that Edward is being crazy and reckless. At least you never almost died unlike Bella. He doesn’t get why you’re mad at him for saying no to you, do you want to suddenly be a Bella? Careless?

“So how long do you think this is gonna last?”

Jasper glared at Emmett. “Excuse me?”

“This is like your first big fight since you’re both usually so peaceful and communicative. What’s the difference this time?”

“The difference is she’s being stubborn!”

“You’re being Stubborn too.” Rosalie spoke up. Her amber eyes rolled to the back of her head. “I told you all that Bella girl was trouble but nobody lis-“

“Get to the point Rosalie.”

She glared at him. “(Y/N) wants more freedom in this relationship like Bella does. I know you’re worried about her, but you gotta trust her too.” Rosalie leaned into Emmett’s arm.

Jasper digested her words and stalked off. He was going to have to talk to you properly after school. He mentally prepared himself for this headache that was bound to happen.

The whole day the Cullen siblings, plus bella, watched you two be cold to each other. There was no sweet talking or exchange of smiles. Just bitter glares and grimaces. The bitter glares coming from you and the hurt expression from Jasper. They couldn’t stand to watch you both get in worse moods as the day went by.

As the day went by, you grew incredibly frustrated. Why was he mad at you!? You were mad at him. You got into your car and drove off. You knew he was going to find you one way or the other but you just needed a relaxing drive. You just kept driving around and around until you realized you have no idea where you were. You noticed the trees were different and you pulled over. You didn’t know that time had passed since you were stuck in your world. “Fuck! Just great. We love being lost.”

You looked at your gas, and it was half a tank but you weren’t sure if it was enough. You took out your phone to try and see where you are but no signal. So great, you were lost and stranded. Your parents are probably worried. You decided to get back in the car and drive until you found gas station.

“Hi excuse me, may I borrow your phone to call someone? Mine appears to have no signal.” You spoke to the man behind the counter very politely. He shrugged and handed you a phone. You noticed he had a deep honey eyes like the cullen’s but shrugged it off; You picked up a map to see where you were as your parents picked up.

“Honey where are you? We called Jasper to see where you are but he told us he doesn’t know where you are either.”

“Yeah haha funny story. I decided to go on a drive but I got lost, I didn’t realize I left forks until it was too late.”

“Do you need us to pick you up?”

“No! I got a map now, I think I’ll be fine. I’ll be home sooner than you think.” That was a lie, you can’t read maps. “Tell Jasper I’m fine.

“We will. See you soon.”

You hung up and asked the man for directions to Forks. You typed in your notes as he spoke. You thanked him and got more gas. You turned up the music as the drive started again. Soon enough, you were home.

You entered and hugged your parents then trudged to your room. You were tired. You didn’t even have time to react when you felt cold strong arms around your body.

“I’ve missed you so much. What happened?”

“I got lost.” Your voice was dry.

“I’m sorry.”

“A sorry isn’t going to fix it.”

Jasper frowned as he realized there was another scent on you. “Did you get hurt?”

You gave him a look of confusion. “I’m fine, why?”

“I smell another vampire on you.”

“I’m pretty sure the gas station was a vegetarian, he had you guys eye color. I didn’t question it though.”

Jasper looked pained but relieved. “That’s good. You could’ve been in danger.”

“I would’ve been fine.”

Jasper breathed deeply, thinking about his sisters words. “You’re right, and I’m sorry. I just want to protect you, and I don’t want you getting hurt.”

“You literally taught me basic training when we first got together. I get it, I’m a “fragile human” but I know how to keep safe. All I’m asking is a little bit of trust from you.”

“You have all my trust!”

“It doesn’t feel like it.”

“Well you do.” Jasper awkwardly put his hand around his neck and looked up then into your eyes. “I love you a lot. You have my trust, and I’m sorry. I’ll work on myself and on us better so you don’t think that I don’t trust you.”

You puckered your lips before sighing. “Fine. You’re forgiven.” You hugged him tightly. “and I love you too.” You felt Jasper hug back. You yawned. “Cmon babe, be my protecter as I sleep.”

You changed into pj clothes and laid in bed. Your arms reaching for him to join you. Jasper smiled and got into cuddling position. You put a blanket on the both of you and snuggled into his side

“I love you.”

“I love you too, darling.”

[creepergaming823]

Tboi: Isolation Chapter 9  Azzy vs ???

ok before we begin i wanna say i was never expecting to make it this far but thanks to the support of a couple of friends i’ve never been so encouraged to make a fanfic before yes demonkey i’m talking about you thanks for encouraging me to making isolation as big a story it is now *depths 2 and a secret boss instead of mom you’ll see soon* *Azazel held his eyes shut crying as isaac was heavily injured and could die if it wasn’t taken care of* Azazel: isaac... i’m so sorry...  Isaac: *still unconscious* Azazel: i swear i won’t let you get hurt again *hugs isaac’s unconscious body*  *Eve walks in and saw isaac hurt* Eve: jesus! what happened? Azazel: he... got hurt...  Eve: oh...  Azazel: come on we gotta get to the boss room! Eve: agreed *they go into the boss room to find it empty... and quiet* Azazel: something isn’t right... it might be hiding Lazarus: ...maybe... Azazel: *saw something that deeply disturbed him it was bob but he looked like a blue rotting corpse* bob! what happened to you? ???: SHUT UP MY NAME ISN’T BOB ANYMORE AND YOU LEFT ME TO DIE! Eve: that isn’t true! *is punched by ??? knocking her out* ???: azzy... you abandoned me when that monster strangled me and crushed my neck *looks at isaac* and your little boyfriend will die the same way i did Azazel: what is it with people and monsters wanting to hurt isaac? ???: he feels responsible for something that makes him depressed making him an easy target Azazel: *put down isaac’s body and drew out his sword* i don’t wanna hurt you... ???: it’s too late for that azazel. *the 2 stare into eachother’s eyes before charging towards each other azazel at first had the upper hand but after his 2nd swing he was punched in his face causing his nose and jaw to crack which greatly hurt azzy but he swung his sword and ???’s legs cutting deeply into his rotting skin and rammed the bottom of the handle into ???’s skull causing it to shatter slightly ??? grabbed his head in pain and he knew he wouldn’t last against azzy unarmed he grabbed his hooks and stabbed into azzy’s shoulders causing him to be bleed all over the hooks* Azazel: AAAAAH!!! SHIT! *he kicks ??? off and pulls out the hooks albeit painfully* fuck... what’s gotten into you? we used to be friends ???: when you abandoned me that’s when we stopped being friends and now...*he picks up a hook and rams it into isaac’s hand which was painful to watch for azzy* Azazel: Stop hurting him!  ???: why should i? you’ll abandon him just like you did me! Azazel: NO I WON’T! *isaac wakes up in pain feeling the hook pierce through his hand* ???: TELL HIM HOW YOU FEEL! Azazel: i-isaac.... i love you Isaac: wh- Azazel: i felt nothing towards you at first but as we became friends i started caring about you when this is all over i want us to be happy together. Isaac ...i... feel the same way... *they both blush and as ??? was ready to kill isaac he realized that what he was doing wasn’t justified okay it was kinda justified but he wasn’t comfortable with the idea of taking away someone his best friend loved otherwise he would be no better than him* ???: i-i’m sorry i dunno what got into me azzy *he lets isaac go* Azazel: it’s fine if you want to join our group again we’d be more than happy. ???: *smiles* sure (to be continued when my sanity is restored from excessive writing)

[shytheguy]

One shot: Reddie

Well, fuck, guess this is a thing hhh

I can't write smut, so none o dat, sorry, just some fluff :))

Trigger warning? At most, a sad Richie and in denial Eddie

Aged up to 18 modern AU

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Richie Tozier had a knack for getting himself in trouble. That's why he needed Eddie. Eddie got him out of bad situations. Eddie was, as some consider him, Richie's life line. He kept him safe whenever he could and kept him out of stupid situations.

But this was just something Eddie could not understand. Why did Richie do this? This thing that made Eddie's blood boil with anger and jealousy? This thing that made him want to punch a wall? This thing thay Richie does so often it makes Eddie want to slap some sense in his face.

This thing, of course, being Richie's weekly Boyfriends. Or girlfriends. Or Joyfriends. Or whatever Richie is feeling that week.

And now, of course, He had to listen to him rant about his current boyfriend.

"I'm telling you, Eds! This one, He's the one! He's so nice, and he laughs at my jokes, and he has this thing in bed-"

"Beep beep, asshole! God you act like you worship this guy!" Eddue blurted out, crossing his arms. "Stop talking about your boyfriend and let me get some coffee, then you can run your mouth."

"Pft, Sorry Eddie-bear. Is my super successful relationship making you jealous that your only kisses have been with your mommy?" He teased jokingly. Eddie simply rolled his eyes and shoved past him to keep walking to the small breakfast place they were supposed to go to meet the other losers.

"Come ooooon! It was a joke!" He sped up to catch up. Eventually they got to the cafe to find it was almost completely empty, aside from the booth the others were at. Eddie took his place next to Bill and Richie plopped next to him. The table went silent for a little while, then Bev spoke up.

"Okay, okay, based on the looks on your faces, I'm assuming you pissed Eddie off somehow." She said, and Richie shrugged.

"Perhaps. Maybe Spaghetti is just a little jealous that I have a boyfriend and he hasn't locked lips with anyone yet." He leaned back.

"Oop- Gotta take this guys!" He got up and looked at his phone and his smile only grew. He went outside and Eddie sighed deeply.

"Yeah, I get that." Ben said. "Watching your crush like someone else feels shitty." He said casually, eating a croissant. Eddie's face heated up.

"I- Huh?! Excuse me, I do not have a crush on that asshole!" He frowned. "Jesus- Why would I?? He always brags about his stupid hookups and makes those stupid your mama jokes! So what if they're funny sometimes?! Doesn't mean I like him! That's just stupid to think! I'm just upset that he won't stop talking about his fucking boyfriend!" He said, and the group blinked.

"Eddie, you just went on a rant about why you don't like him." Stanley said. "You do realize no one does that unless they like the person they're ranting about, right?"

"Shut the fuck up, Uris!" He frowned more. Stanley rolled his eyes. "You're so oblivious." He grumbled.

"Says you! I don't like Richie!" He defended. "Besides, He has a boyfriend, So-"

"Nah, I don't." Richie plopped back in his spot bext to Eddie. "He called to break up." He muttered, softer then usual. Everyone was silent until Bev spoke up again.

"It'll get better, Rich. You'll find someone else-"

"I know, Bev." He spat sharply, getting up. "Because I always find someone else." He grumbled. "I'm going. I'll see you losers later." He turned and stomped off without another word.

"W-Wow, That was w-w-weird. Even for R-Richie." Bill muttered, And Stanley nodded.

"Eddie, You know why he's acting like that?" He asked.

"What?! Why would I know??" He frowned.

"Well, Didn't you walk here with him?" Bev said.

"And didn't you stay over at his house last night?" Stanley added.

"Y-Yeah, You guys practically live t-together." Bill added.

"You act like you're dating-" Ben started, But Eddie cut him off.

"Okay, OKAY! I get it. I'll go talk to him." He got up. "Fuck you all, by the way." He grumbled, walking out. He saw Richie up ahead, kicking a can. 'Guess he just wanted to take a walk.' He thought.

"Hey, Richie!" He ran to catch up with him. Richie practically stopped in his tracks and turned on his heels to face him.

"Eds? What's up?" He tilted his head slightly in confusion.

"What the fuck, man? Why'd you snap at Bev like that?" He looked at him and Richie could see genuine concern in his eyes.

"Oh, that, yeah, I-I just, uh," He stuttered, and cursed at himself for doing so.

"Calm down. You sound like Bill." He crossed his arms. "Rake deeo breaths and explain." He said, and Richie did just that.

"I'm tired, man." He muttered. "I keep getting someone, and everytime I do it just ends up in breakup a week later. I just want someone I can love and who loves me back..." He looked down. At this, Eddie's chest tightened.

"Rich..." He stepped closer and put his hand on his cheek. "Y-Yeah, I get that..." He muttered. "But, I know one day you will find someone who likes you back." He looked at him. Richie looked back and they both stared into eachothers eyes. They stood for a second, their faces getting redder.

"Eds-"

Before he could finish their lips were locked. Richie's face got redder and he slowly kissed back, enjoying the feeling.

Then, Eddie pulled back. "...Oh- Oh my god- Wait I'm so sorry I didn't- That wasn't-"

"Eds...?" Richie looked at him.

"Y-Yeah...?" He looked back at him, blushing more.

"Shut up and kiss me again." He smiled. Eddie smiled back and the two engaged in a makeout session right there on the side walk, and honestly, who was gonna say anything? It's young love.

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[fanficdaydream]

What Happens in the Rkive (m)

Namjoon x Reader

Smut Drabble

◇ Sorry if there are any errors, its my first fic here xD Hope you like it! Looking forward to writing more when i can :)

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Finally the time of going home has arrived. You were lucky to have a job at all and you didnt hate, it but it is exhausting. All you want to do when you get home is take a shower and lay in bed till the next day, with the exception of sometimes messing around with your boyfriend if youre both in the mood and if he ever get home. Today, you were exhausted but something in you wanted to see him badly so you decided to go pay him a visit at his studio, the one he loves to call the Rkive. You got to the company and everyone was nice to you as always. They were used to you coming in whenever you wanted ever since you started officially dating Namjoon 3 years ago. You got to his door and you knew the password so you let yourself in. He turned around in his chair looking a bit annoyed probaboy thinking it was someone else, but he relaxed a bit when he saw you. "Hey, baby! Bad time?" You asked as sweetly as you could. "Hey, babe... uh, no. Not really. Im just stuck on something but I'll be fine. What brings you here?". You tilted your head like puppy. "Um, nothing I just wanted to see you." You said as you started rubbing his shoulders. "Mmm...wanna hear what I got?" He asked without turning around. "Sure!". He played a part of the demo he has and it was over in like 30 seconds. You really liked it, as always, he is the most talented man in the world to you. But as much as you loved to pamper him with compliments you also loved seeing him get mad. There was something in his look when he was mad that drove you crazy. The way he tights his jaw and puts his chin up while looking at you with the darkest eyes turned you on and you had been imagining it all day at work... you guess thats what drove you there. The best part is the rough make up sex you always have after a fight and you couldnt lie sometimes you got mad at stupid things just so he would fuck you senseless against the first thing thats in the way. You loved playing that game and it was exactly what you were planning to do now. "Mmm... I dont like it." You said as you saw him turn around in shock to look at you. "What?" He asked. "I dont like it... it sounds uhm cheap." "Cheap? ...maybe you dont know about music, love." "Or maybe you have to accept that sometimes your music sucks". He was silent. Suddenly you mouth twitched cuz you couldnt hold in the laughter but you tried really hard to not give yourself away. He got you, he always does. "Aah I see. Well... thank you for your constructive critizism. You should head home, its getting late." He turned around and kept working on the song as if nothing ever happened. "Namjoon..." you winned. He turned around with a smile on his face. "Baby, we cant." "Why not?" You asked looking and sounding like a bratty toddler by now. "Because everyone will hear... and we both know that pretty mouth of yours cant be kept shut while were at it." "Well....I can try!" He stood up shaking his head and getting closer to you. "Babygirl..." "Dont call me that, you know it gets me going!" He laughs, the most amusing laughter to you. He sighs as he is holding you close with his hands on your waist. "Please?" You said trying your best to put your puppy eyes and pout on display. He stared at you, his eyes slowly getting darker and you knew you had won.

He moved away from you for a moment to lock the door and when he turned around he had that look on his face, the one you love so much. He walked towards you, very close but without touching you at all. He saw you were starting to get frustrated and asked: "What do you want?" To which you responded: "Ugh I dont want to talk, I just want you to fuck me here in your studio. Make me feel good, I had a bad day." "You dont make the rules." He continued playing. "Namjoon!" You winned again and he chuckled. "Alright alright...only because when I have a bad day you make me feel good too." You smiled like a little girl that was just given candy. He started to move your hair out of your face and put a lock behind your ear. He then grabbed your chin with one hand and with the other he grabbed your ass pulling you close to him. Before you knew it, his mouth was on yours and you were sharing a passionate but slow kiss. He quickly moved to your neck after kissing your mouth for a while and started kissing your favorite spot. You bit your bottom lip trying to be silent like you agreed on, but a moan escaped you when he pulled you even closer and you could feel his boner forming against your lower stomagh. He took your blazer off and it fell on the ground along with your blouse and his hoodie later on. He had a thin white tshirt and jeans on and you were in your bra, still with your dress pants on. He moved on to kiss your chest, on the area of your breasts that your bra still revealed and sucked hard making you squealed and leaving a mark. He smirked and moved back to your mouth. "Get those off and sit on me". Your stomach flipped when he told you that in between kisses and then he was sitting on the little sofa that he has near the door completely bare from the waist down. You took your pants and panties off and walked over to him. He pulled you gently by your thighs and you sat on him. He wasnt inside you yet, you just took a couple of minutes to kiss him, take the moment in while he kept making you grind against his dick. His hands were all over your body and your eyes were closed, trying to feel everything. Then he grabbed his dick and got it in place so you could let him in. You slowly sat on it, holding on to his shoulders and breathing deeply. "Oh my god" you let out a breathy moan and automatically put your hand on your mouth to stop you from talking. "No talking babygirl". You nodded quickly feeling even more turned on because that pet name on his lips just has that power over you. You started grinding and he helped move, his hands on your ass, his lips on your neck, your forehead on his shoulder bitting his tshirt so people couldnt hear your cry. You were a moaning mess as silent as you tried to be and when he noticed you were close and your legs started to shake a little, he slid down on the sofa a bit and started pounding on you. If people didnt hear your moans they certainly heard the sound your bodies were making when he was pounding on you leaving you completely breatheless. "Fuck fuck, Im gonna cum" you annouced in a whisper. He kept pounding even after you reached your climax, your sweaty, shaky clinax and he came not too long after you with a grunt. You both stayed there holding eachother in the position you were in and when you finally came back to your senses you gently stood up and he helped you. He grabbed your clothes and helped you put them back on later putting his own clothes on. He gave you a kiss and hugged you tight. "I gotta keep working. Go home, I'll tell manager Sejin to take you.". "Its okay, I can just take a cab. I'll be fine.... I'll wait up. Dont take too long, you need to rest." You told him pushing some of hir hair back. "Okay, I'll just work for 2 more hours and head home." He said and then he kissed you again before you left his studio closing the door behind you.