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onim5 · 5 months ago

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Vampire Ace x Vampire Queen Reader!!!

Chapter: 3

Warning: Mention of drunk, embarrassment, Ace turning, drinking blood, and probably more, but idk.

This chapter is a bit more romantic. Kinda. . . . . .

Hope you enjoy. - onim5

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"Would you like to see them again?" Queen Y/n asked moving her hand away to look at him. "YES!" Ace practically yelled, not that he planned to, but he missed all his friends and Luffy. "Well then, let me propose a deal for you."

"What kind of deal," Ace asked, glaring at the vampire queen. "I turn you into a rank one vampire and give you a job as the new captain of the Red Blood Pirates. That way you can visit loved ones." The queen explained. The Red Blood pirates, I remember Marco mentioning them to me. A cold-hearted captain named Ruder kidnapped humans. Wasn't his bounty 900 000 000, did a marine take him? "What happened to the old one?" Ace asked. "One of the vice-captains caught him killing humans for fun. So he's in the dungeon now." Queen Y/n explained. "Wait, that's illegal?" Ace asked. "Of course, we need humans to survive. It would be a complete waste of food."

"How do you know if a human tastes good or not?" Ace questions. "When humans commit an evil act, the sin species the said humans blood, making it taste delicious."

"Okay, that's why the celestial dragon tastes so good," Ace confirmed. He knew plenty who committed evil acts, he could easily please this queen. "What if I fail to bring good-tasting humans, will I end up in the dungeon too?" Ace asked, knowing he could not keep hurting his pride and body as a slave. "Well, as long as it is not intentional you stay captain. Does this mean you agree to work as Captain for the pirates or stay a slave?" Queen Y/n asked. "I want to have more information you're speaking of the Red Blood pirates as if it's a form of job, and not pirates?" Ace asks. "I don't know, the humans called them pirates so we also called them that," Y/n answered signaling with her hand that he could sit on a chair at the table.

Ace moved his body to the chair getting once again reminded of how his body had acted like a machine for this woman. As he sat down he got to feel the comfort of the soft fabric. Sitting on the stone floor has been a real pain. "So what kind of information do you want?" Y/n asked smiling. "How often would I need to eat blood?" Ace asked wanting to avoid it as much as possible. "Well, depending on the rank of the vampire you need less or more. And since you have to be a rank one vampire you're gonna need at least one meal per day." You explained. "Oh, that's less than I thought. Can you elaborate?" Ace asked taking his food from the floor up to the table.

"I'm just gonna explain what you're supposed to do. First, as captain, you're gonna have to bring humans for the whole kingdom. There are five ranks of vampires, the first rank is the strongest. Most of them are Mayors in some cities, the rest are either huge businessmen or students, training to become more powerful. They need about one bowl of blood per day. The second rank are mostly generals, sheriffs, assistants to first ranks, and some other normal workers or pirates, of course. Most of you're crew are second ranks, if you agree to my deal that is. They need about one bowl of blood in a month. Ace's eyes widen at the difference between first and second."

"The third rank, fourth, and fifth are all normal citizens and get the work they're capable of, there is a difference between how much blood they need third needs one blood bowl per four months and the other two have the same except for some weeks you can add." Queen Y/n explains. Ace nods his head understanding. "If you agree to become the new captain of the Red Blood pirates then you must collect humans so we can feed the whole kingdom, you will deliver humans to a building in the city where they take care of the humans emptying them on their blood."

"Uh, I heard an old guy in a bar once say that vampires are stronger than the yonkos, is that true?" Ace asked worryingly. "That guy probably met a rank one vampire if so." You answer. "So do you agree to my deal, I'm sure there's someone you want to kill badly." Ace reacted to your sentence and a picture of Blackbeard showed itself in his head. "I agree, to become the new captain of the Red Blood pirates." Ace wanted to get out to the sea again, to meet his brother Luffy and remind him of his promise never to die. Oh, he will be so surprised. I wonder if he is okay with me eating and kidnapping people, on the other hand, I will mostly take selfish nobles and celestial dragons.

"Now when you have agreed, I want you to live in the castle with me. Not as a slave, but as a friend. Please?" Y/n asked, surprising Ace. "Why?" He asked with a kinda blunt voice. "Well almost all vampire royals before me have been born without emotions, but in some cases a royal, like me gets born with emotions. If the other vampires get to now, they're gonna think I'm a fake and then a huge conflict might start or even a war. The only one who knows is Virus, but she's the royal family butler so she has a lot of duties making sure the kingdom is running like I want it. Also, she's kinda emotionless herself." You explain, sounding scared about revealing the secret.

Ace began to think, it was true that you had treated him like shit for the past three nights, but he had also kinda chosen himself to be a slave, when he slammed the table and run away. And you had felt bad about treating him like that, even giving him a second chance. "I have nowhere else to live anyway," Ace answered. "So how do I become a rank one vampire?" He asked soon after. You stood up and walked over to him, I'm gonna bite into your neck and mark you as one.

"Alright. . . . ." Ace moved his black hair curls for you, waiting nervously. Your soft lips pressed against his skin and soon after he felt two fangs sink in. Biting his tongue not to moan, he waits for you to be done. His body loses temperature and he feels every vein in his body. How weird. Letting go of Ace you stood up. "What's your name?" You ask, still not knowing. "I'm Portgas D. Ace," Ace answered as his eyes turned red and fangs replaced two of his human teeth. "Ow." Ace whines, he takes the two human teeth out of his mouth and looks at them. "They don't keep you bound to the past, but are a good reminder of who you were." You say patting his hair.

You and Ace spent the day talking and getting to know each other. "In three nights Cassandra will be back with the ships. So you can check them out." Y/n said. "Ships?" Ace repeated, showing his confusion. "There are three big ships that transport humans. The main one is named Fang and then there's Black Claw and Red Eye." Y/n explained smiling. Ace nodded, "So, I got a huge pocket full of unknown abilities, could you take me to a place where I could start training?" Ace asked feeling nervous about how much stronger he felt after the transformation. "Of course, let's go to the training arena."

Time skip, like a month.

Yawning Ace forced himself up from the bed. A strong headache poured over him as he stumbled to the bathroom. Last night he'd spent partying at a bar not too far away. Groaning Ace tried to recall anything from the night and half of the day. "Why did I drink so much?" He mumbled picking up his hair brush. Looking into the crystal blue mirror, his eyes widened as his sight landed on one bright red kiss mark on his cheek. Ace put his finger on it and patted his cheek. Who would kiss me?

Ace combed his hair trying to ignore the kiss mark and his headache. After a much-needed shower and a change of clothes, he walked in the corridors of the castle. The walls moved so it became a straight path to the dining hall. "Good evening Y/n." He greeted her with a smile. "Ace, how much did you drink last night?" You immediately asked annoyance hidden in your voice. "I didn't think animal blood would get me so drunk. I don't remember anything, and I have a headache." Ace answered sheaplesly.

"You're so embarrassing." You said, hiding your face in your hands. "What did I do?" Ace asked walking up to the table and settling down. "The bar called the castle to come get you, 'cause you had passed out in the middle of a fucking wall!" You yelled disappointed at him. "Oh, I must have shown off by walking on it," Ace answered scratching his head. "Ace! Every vampire can walk on walls, you're literally the only one who's amazed, and you have had the ability for a month." You complained. "But, it's so cool! Just look." Ace said as he walked on the wall as if it was the floor.

"I thought it was so weird to have so few stairs, but now it makes sense. There's just no need for stairs." Ace said as he walked on the ceiling. After he was above the table he jumped down and landed perfectly in his seat. "Anyway, look," Ace said, pointing at his cheek. "You got a girl last night?" You asked folding your arms. "Oh, come on. I know it was you." Ace said with a bright smile. "And why do you suspect that?" You asked. "Well, before I showered I smelled like you and it's the same brand that I bought for you," Ace explained leaning on his elbow.

The other door opened and in came Virus carrying a massive amount of food for Ace with levitation and holding two bowls of blood. "Oi, what's up Virus, how's your evening?" Ace asked with a cheery tone. "Better than yours, you were so drunk last night." Virus answered with her emotionless voice. "Yup, did you pick me up from the bar?" Ace asked. "Yes, but you drank more after waking up and whined like a pup. (Not a baby dog, but a baby bat.) "Oh, yeah Y/n's right, that's embarrassing. But wait, why was it so embarrassing for you?" Ace asked changing his sight on you.

"Virus, why don't you tell him?" You asked, drinking a sip of your blood while turning red with embarrassment. "Sir Ace, last night you refused to leave unless the mistress became your girlfriend. Luckily for us, she decided to come with me disguised as someone else. And manage to get you home with a kiss. " Ace hit his head on the plate full of food. "Pretend I fell asleep because of my narcolepsy." Ace groaned out feeling his whole body fill up with shame.

"Wait, if that's the case why did I smell so much of her?" Ace asked looking up from the plate. "You passed out in her lap." Virus answered. Ace returned his face to the food and sighed. "Why would you want me as a girlfriend anyway, did you forget how we met?" You asked blushing.

"I forgave you for that a long time ago, and now I have seen multiple sides of you. Like when you agreed to leave the castle with me to see all those singers perform in the city, and not to mention when you came with me on Fang disguised as my assistant and helped me with my first mission. I was nervous when Cassandra asked me if she could adopt the child who had been abused by a celestial dragon. Like how was I supposed to know I got to decide that? And what if you didn't want it to happen, but then I looked at you for your opinion only to get a nod and a smile." Ace explained, hiding his face more by moving his hands to cover.

If you didn't have such good hearing you wouldn't have understood what Ace mumbled to the food. "Is there anything more you like about me?" You asked rolling your thumbs. "I like that you allowed me to still eat human food after I turned and how you woke me up after I fell asleep because of my narcolepsy, but I think I mostly like how much you trust me. The fact that you believe in me, makes me feel confident. And you can add how honest you are when you don't trust me, but still give me a chance. Like when you said I would blow my disguise on the trip, and still supported me, saying I can do it, which I did." Ace added to please you.

"What do you think of me as a queen?" You asked feeling anxiety rise within you. "At first I thought you were useless for this kingdom, but then I got to know about all the changes you made when you got the crown and realized you had come up with solutions without trying to ruin traditions, but still fixed the heavy discrimination against the weaker. Hell, you even fixed a place for humans that tastes bad, where they can live only paying with a reasonable amount of blood. You even let people who are homeless or flee from other powers that we find on trips live there."Ace answered, this time looking for your eyes.

Taking a big breath, Ace began his confession. "Y/n last night I was drunk and tried to force you into a relationship, but now I'm fully aware of what I'm saying, and I will accept a no. Truth be told I have fallen in love with you, and I don't plan on denying that. You have shown me how ruthless you can be against an enemy, but also how much you care about everything that needs it. You are an amazing woman and I understand I'm not the man of your dreams, but you have made me feel so special, you have been so kind and patient to me. Queen Y/n is it possible for you to see me as a potential partner?"

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Oh no, a cliffhanger, I wonder what the answer will be?

Also, I'm sorry for making Ace a bit out of character.

Have a good day, and please 🙏 give me a heart. They motivate so much.

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tvshowspoilers · 1 year ago

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OFMD episode 7 thoughts

Already know I want that robe Ed has! Dude it’s beautiful and I love the blue

Ed getting the breakfast ready is the cutest thing ever

I’m forever going to be crying that we didn’t see them cuddle! DAVID WHY

Also Ed’s little hum as he’s going down the stairs is precious

Aww Stede being so sweet about the twine on the tray when Ed is so nervous about it (you can hear it in his shudder breath when he says he panicked) (Taika why are you so good at making me feel emotions lol)

“you know that night that I died?” ED. BABY YES HE KNOWS

Still dying about Izzy coming in while they are in dead and his fucking smirk and AGH And Ed is just like, yep saw that coming

AND I AM NEVER GOING TO FORGET THIS LINE “ it’s good to see that it’s not just a ship that’s been good and truly….docked”

Oh yes on second viewing that clock is fucking sus….Zheng Noooo

I actually love Auntie

Also ED IS A CONFIRMED OPEN MOUTH CHEWER lol

Ed’s reaction the the letters “I love that you did that” awww…I hope he finds them! And Stede’s little self deprecating laugh, aw he needed Ed to say that

Dude you can totally tell Ed has never been skipped over…look at the little scoff he does and disbelief

I love love goofy Ed and Stede so much

Also this (Ed’s little speech about drinks tattoos and paps) is something I could totally see Taika saying to a newly famous person??

The revenge boys!!! I love it and Jackie’s little “the Swede will be happy to see ya!” Hehe

Ed’s so nervous for Stede like Stede was for Ed

So Ed’s soft look (outside) was him looking at the fish basket and thinking of a simpler life…so at this point he was already thinking about leaving and Stede and stuff? Expecially after the convo with Izzy? Cause his eyes get really sad.

I still don’t know how to process the fight with Zheng…just that I agree that he was double upset about loosing his found family

I know the little moment of Stede saying “you don’t sound that happy” hurt me cause Ed’s face is like nope and flashbacks to “what makes Ed happy is you” OOF

But, I don’t think it was a full breakup…but it was a discussion that was bound to happen at some point and I’m proud of Ed for explaining he and Stede went over the boundaries he tried to set, for realizing he wasn’t ready for this relationship yet and that he doesn’t know what he is……And that Stede was open to their relationship being “whatever” until Ed is ready

But god I’m still upset about his word choice and it’s been almost 24 hours since this episode dropped “last night was a mistake” still hurts very bad cause like I said…pipeline in Stede’s head to “I was a mistake”

I think it was an alright conversation until Ed said he was leaving (leaving Stede first so he doesn’t get hurt which is what I expected in s1 but figured would happen this season…tho not like this and this close to the season finale…yikes)

And Stede’s reaction about the fish, damn Ed was so proud of that fish…but my two cents, he wasn’t being malicious I think he was just saying one fish does not make one a fisherman

Oh but the “fishermen and pirates are nothing alike like” damn

Steak Knife is lovely

I think laughing at the guy was part drunk Stede and also him covering up the pain of his other kill…idk how to explain

Also we can still hear the ROP screams and stuff during the first part of the credits

Once again, love freaking fang and that roach made mud baths a thing

So yeah, rewatching this episode…it was alright and then got painful toward the middle and definitely second hand embarrassment worthy at the end but I thought it was a decent episode. Of course it had pacing issues but that’s MAX’s fault, not David’s

#ofmd s2 spoilers #our flag means death #spoilers #ofmd #stede bonnet #blackbeard #edward teach #blackbonnet #gentlebeard

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eternalyraven · 3 months ago

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I was tagged by @aether-wasteland-s thank you very much I LOVE talking about my characters and their world. This was very fun.

I don’t really do the tagging thing but any of my writing friends who want to do this are welcome. Also @aether-wasteland-s if you wanted to do it again with other characters.

Rules: use this headcanon generator to make headcanons for your OCs! Then talk about how accurate they are.

So I actually made headcanons for 18 of My Eternally Out Of… verse characters than I picked my 6 favourites. Let me know if you want me to post some of the others.

1. Raven/Chance is awful with technology and doesn’t know how to use a smartphone.

*cackling* while she would definitely pretend not to know in order to troll her teammates and students because she loves her old lady shtick she definitely knows technology. However she is a menace to the tech department because she does have a habit of destroying and misusing tech. This is simply because she while she learns quickly and has had access to advanced technologies for longer than most people she also has a philosophy of “why not try this” and a high level of chaos. Actually when it comes to smartphones in particular it might be a case of she can learn easily but doesn’t really care enough into putting any effort into it.

2. Kelso Fox believes in ghosts and insists on trying to summon one at every sleepover.

I swear I didn’t fix this I swear I didn’t! Kelso is psychic and he didn’t know it until he was adult. He thought everyone had imaginary friends who seemed to be real people. He learned as a teenager not to bring up the pirate he talked to at the docks or the second guidance councillor at the school who no one else knew about but he didn’t fully realize they were real. However when he was younger he would absolutely talk about them at sleepovers.

3. Molly Browne could easily win the hunger games.

Hhhmmm, on the one hand if she was in wolf form absolutely but on the other hand she is a very empathetic person. Actually yes, yes she could she is fierce, sneaky and driven to survive so yes I can see it. Especially in her wild younger years before she became a (semi) respectable innkeeper.

4. Mystique speaks only in meme references.

Well, on the one hand I can’t really see her being a meme person or having the temperament to do this in general. However I can see her learning memes just so she can do this to embarrass Aquial (and maybe Ben). Hhhmmm, I’m going to have to lean towards no because she would probably see it as too silly and I can not see her being on social media voluntarily. She gets enough of hearing random things from reading people’s minds, she doesn’t need it in her computer too. Plus I can kind of see her falling into the first headcanon. Except of course for the medical technology she needs for her job but even that she prefers to leave to the other medical staff.

5. Frank Elsinger can hug you and will.

LMAO, no, *cackling* no I can not see the stuffy and closed off Elsinger hugging anyone. I think Raven may have tried just to see what he would do and he gave her a pile of paperwork to do. Nope mr rules and regulations, Mr standoffish and aloof would never voluntarily show any kind of affection like that.

6. Fuzz gets into Twitter discourse.

I was going to say no when I first saw this but than I thought about it and realized I can absolutely see him getting into all the discourse. Constantly arguing with anyone who he feels like. Trying to put jerks in their place and getting some really good burns in. Also making excellent points as well as out there thoughts that are true but no one believes. I have no clue who introduced him to Twitter but once Elsinger finds them there is going to be trouble.

#my novel #eternally out of… series #my ocs #tag games

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obxthornton · 4 months ago

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Chapter 6

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"What is your favorite song?" I asked Luke as we sat in his bedroom. I sat on the floor and he lay on his bed playing with a guitar pick.

"About a girl. Nirvana." He said.

I scribbled it down on my paper, I think that has been his favorite song since we first met.

"And you? Lemme guess, activity grrrl." He said.

"You know me so well," I said rolling my eyes.

It had also been my favorite song since we first met.

"What is your biggest accomplishment?" I asked reading off the list. Luke didn't say anything for a moment but simply shrugged. "The band I guess."

Scribbling it down, he rolled over on his side looking at me, "What's yours?"

I grazed my tongue over my teeth thinking, the band was great but it would be over soon. "Making great friends," I said.

"Sappy." He said rolling back on his back.

"Do you believe in fate?" I asked.

He scoffed, "No." That was all he said.

I wrote down his no and my yes, not bothering to tell him my answer. "What is your biggest regret in life?"

Silence filled the room. These questions went from pirates or ninjas to your sworn regrets.

"I think mine..." I started, "..letting people change me."

Luke never met my eyes but stared at the ceiling nodding slightly. "Mines dating Jasmine."

I stifled a laugh and scribbled down his answer.

"What's so funny?" He asked an amused smile on his face as he rolled over.

"Come on, you seriously regret dating Jasmine more than me?" I asked giving him a crooked smile.

He nodded slowly, his smile dimming, "Yeah. I do."

My smile was gone now as I stared into his eyes swallowing lightly. "Last question," I said barely above a whisper.

"Do you Believe in second chances?" I breathed out.

He never took his eyes away from me, Staring daggers into my own eyes.

I watched as he nodded slowly, "Yeah. I do."

I nodded back at him. "Me too."

1/15.

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Friday night came faster than I was prepared for and I had one last thing to do before I went. It was currently 3, right after school and the bands started performing at 7.

But here I was, knocking on the front door holding a cheap bag filled with stuff from the local grocery store.

The red haired boy opened up the door, he almost sighed when he saw me. "Hey, Gigi." I was ashamed of the brown hair covering my head at that moment. I had been avoiding Michael Clifford for the past week because I was well, embarrassed. Running from all emotions of doing what was right.

"I'm... sorry." I breathed out, "Really Mikey I am. I was just so caught up in what Liam wanted that I forgot I had other people in my life as well. It's not even just the hair anymore, it's me ignoring you for a week. It's me being a terrible friend and I just hope that you can forgive me in time."

Michael had a small smile across his face as he held the door wider so I could come in.

I smiled greatfully stepping in the house.

"What's in the bag." He asked skeptically.

I handed it out to him causing him to grab it and look inside.

"No... really?" He asked looking at me surprised.

"Only if you're up for it," I said.

Mikey just laughed and shook his head. "is that even a question?"

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"Give it up for the Road Smashers!" The host yelled into the microphone, the crowd cheering clapping their hands. Dad was somewhere in the back as I stood at a standing table drinking water next to my bandmates.

"Hey!" I heard yelling over the crowd, I looked over to see Liam leaning up against the table.

"I'm sorry!" He yelled.

I nodded in acknowledgment, "It's fine!"

"Your hair." He stated, "It looks... pink."

I cocked my head slightly taking a sip of my water, "that's because it is!"

"Give it up for our next band, 5 seconds of summer!" I adverted my gaze away from Liam and to the stage where Ashton was behind the drums, swirling his sticks around before pointing them at me and my band.

Calum smiled and winked at Maddie who let out a large scream along with other girls from the crowd.

Michael ran a hand through his newly dyed pink hair and I raised my glass at him, tipping it towards him.

And Luke stayed in the middle, not looking at me, but rather at the boy standing next to me.

"This song is a new one. Goes out to a very lovely lady, and her sucky ass boyfriend." Luke said into the microphone.

My eyebrows fell as I straightened my posture. He wouldn't dare.

"You got a boyfriend and he's a total loser. All your friends tell you that he's got no future But they like me. Just sayin"

Oh, he wouldnt dare.

Luke's eyes didn't differ from mine and Liam the entire consistency of the song. I knew it was directed at me but Liam looked as if he was still figuring it out. "He's staring at us," Liam stated.

I sighed and rested my face on my hand, "yep."

"He says he loves you, but it's all an act He's seeing someone else right behind your back You know I'd never do that, just saying."

Did Luke Hemmings just accuse my boyfriend of cheating on me in a song he wrote?

I gritted my teeth lightly slamming my cup down on the table.

"You know, he's not that good of a singer," Liam said. I knew He wasn't dumb, but he sure acted like it most of the time.

The song finished and they paraded off the stage into the crowd.

"Give it up for 5 seconds of summer. Next up! Green vendors!"

We were set 6 out of 10 tonight, so I had about 3 more songs to mentally prepare myself. I looked behind me to see my dad standing next to who I assumed was the manager he had been talking about.

"Hey. You're going to do great." Kiara said coming up behind me with a drink.

"Thanks," I mumbled in response. I was a person of little faith. I sighed, "I just don't like the song."

"We can change it if you want." Willow said, "We're here for you tonight."

"I'm okay with that." Maddie nodded.

I sighed and looked to my right, Luke hemmings was standing there smiling down at Jazzy before kissing her lightly. Regret my ass.

"Actually.." I mumbled thinking of his song. "I have the perfect song."

Willow nodded and grabbed Kiara's beer from her hand taking a long sip before handing it back. "Mate," Kiara said rolling her eyes at Willow.

"Next up! Sugars." The host said.

I started to push my way through the crowd when Liam grabbed my wrist, "Hey." He said, "You're going to kill it."

I smiled lightly and kissed his cheek, "thanks."

"Gigi! Come on." Willow huffed calling me. I turned around and quickly jogged to the stage and up the steps.

"This song." I stared into the microphone fixing my guitar strap, "This song is dedicated to a shit girl and an even shitter boy."

I glanced over at Luke whose face was limp, he pulled his arm off from around Jazzy.

"Are we seriously playing that one song we wrote as a joke last week?" Kiara asked leaning up to me.

I sent her a smile and strummed a cord on my guitar.

"This is a shout out to my ex Heard he in love with some other chick Yeah yeah, that hurt me, I'll admit Forget that boy, I'm over it I hope she gettin' better sex Hope she ain't fakin' it like I did, babe Took four long years to call it quits Forget that boy, I'm over it"

It was so bloody obvious about Luke.

The pettiest song my band had written, but hey. You fight fire, With more fire.

I didn't look at Luke once throughout our set but tried my best to be stage present for the crowd and more importantly, the manager in the back.

The set finished, and the crowd cheered along with my friends, Willow planted a sloppy kiss on my cheek, Maddie hugged me and Kiara squeezed my shoulder.

We walked off stage, Maddie kissed Calum, Michael and Ashton told us we were awesome and Luke just sent me a tight smile.

"Babe that was awesome," Liam said smiling at me.

"Give it up for Target Audience!"

Liam's band was called.

"Break a leg," I said smiling. Break an actual leg.

"Alwasy do babe." He hesitated to kiss my cheek before he ran up the stage with his band. He started singing and to be honest, he wasn't bad, but it still made me want to strip out my ears.

"Hey!" Someone said tapping my shoulder. I turned around to see a tall girl, older than me by what looked like a few years.

"I just wanted to introduce myself! I'm Jessie Payne." She said holding out her hand which I shook. The last name took me by surprise, "hi! Georgina summers. Are you related to Liam?" I motioned to Liam who was on stage.

She smiled and shook her head side to side as if to say 'so so'. "Well, I suppose. He's my husband."

My face fell as I stared at the women. "Excuse me?" I asked.

She waved me off, "I know! Surprising right? He didn't tell me much about you either so I guess who didn't even know I existed! That's so cool that he got in touch with his cousin after all these years. I'm so glad you guys are so close already!" She sent me a big smile.

Oh, this poor girl.

"Gigi after party at Calums! Who's this?" Ashton said giving the girl a flirty smile.

"Jessie Payne." She said smiling at Ashton.

"Liam's wife," I said through gritted teeth.

Ashton's smile fell as he turned around and looked at the stage. "Wife?" He asked no one in particular.

"I know. Such a surprise. How could I have married such a catch like him." She said shaking her head and Smiling.

"Did Liam invite you?" I asked.

She shook her head, "Oh no he never lets me come to any of his gigs. I actually was invited by a young man on Facebook." She snapped her fingers thinking, "himbo1999? No. Hector1999? It definitely started with an H."

"Hemmo1996." Ashton sighed running a hand lazily through his hair.

"Exactly! You know him? Is he here? I'd like to thank-"

The music stopped and the crowd cheered. "Ooo he's coming! I can't wait to surprise him." Jess said smiling happily.

I watched as Lima walked off stage and to where I was standing. "Babe enjoy the show?" He asked me smiling.

"Of course I did!" Jessie answered smiling earning a sudden look of fear on Liams face.

"Babe? babe! Yeah hey, babe! What- what are you doing here?" He asked slowly hugging the girl.

"Suprise!" She smiled.

"Surprise." He said his voice wavering lightly with a small laugh at the end.

"I met your cousin! She is just lovely." Jess said smiling at me.

"Cousin?" Ashton asked allowed. "Oh, mate. You fucked up."

"Yeah cousin, you fucked up," I growled at Liam.

"Geo I can explain-" he started.

"No no, I know what's going on. No need to explain to me. I want you to explain to her." I said motioning to his wife.

She looked at me dumbfounded, "explain what?"

"Nothing honey. Geo-"

"No, it's not nothing. Explain or I will." I said crossing my arms.

"Geo-"

"What's going on?" Jess asked, "What do I need explained to me?"

"I can't," Liam said to me sorrowfully.

"Great." I said sarcastically, "I'm not Liam's cousin. We've been dating for a few weeks and I suggest you two go have this conversation elsewhere because you owe her some privacy."

Jess didn't say anything neither did Liam. Liam stared off into space and Jess stared at him. "W-what?" Jess asked.

"Let's talk outside," Liam mumbled lightly pulling the girl lightly by the wrist out the doors into the moonlight.

"Gigi, are you okay?" Ash asked me gulping lightly.

Tears were in my eyes but I blinked them back nodding, "Yeah." I mumbled.

My eyes went around the crowd, they eventually landed on Luke who just stared back. This asshole told me I was being cheated on through a song.

Fuck Luke Hemmings. Fuck Liam Payne. Fuck me.

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I stood in Calum's kitchen looking at the alcohol on his back counter. I didn't like drinking, to be honest, however, for the events that happened tonight, I rightfully deserved one.

So I grabbed a plastic cup, poured a shot into it, and down it back. My face grimaced and I shook my head lightly before pouring one more.

"I'd always be happy that you drinking but sad drinks are never good," Willow said walking up behind me as I sloshed back the second shot.

"Well, I need it," I grumbled grabbing the bottle once again before Willow pulled it away from me.

"Two is enough for right now." She said like a parent. "Here." Willow popped the tab of the beer she was holding and poured it into my cup. "Sipping drink." She said.

Kiara would have given me water, but I assumed beer was water to Willow.

"Thanks," I mumbled sipping it lightly.

Willow smiled before grabbing a plastic cup and pouring liquor into it as I walked out of the kitchen.

It was just my band and Calum's band here so we lay sprawled out across Calum's living room, a CD playing in the CD player.

The atmosphere was weird. It was tense but no one mentioned it or let it affect the laughter in the conversation. Everyone knew the songs we sang had been about me and Luke but no one dared to mention it.

"Finally! Took you forever to get a drink." Maddie said patting the spot next to her on the couch. Honestly, I did not want to sit there and be third wheeling with her and Calum, but I did.

"How's yours and Luke's project coming?" Calum asked, his arm slung around Maddie.

I shrugged taking a sip of my drink, "We have agreed on 1 out of 15."

"Really?" Maddie asked, "Me and Calum are 14/15. Disagreed on best song."

"Well, that's why you two are the perfect couple," I said smiling at the two. Maddie beamed and looked up at Calum who smiled down at her kissing her temple. "Of course we are." That seemed to be the theme of this project. The more you got alike, the better you two were better friends, partners, lovers. What 1/15 said, I didn't know.

The front door opened and Luke walked in, "Hey guys, sorry I'm late." He said holding a case of beer, his arm wrapped around the waist of Jasmine Hodge. I didn't acknowledge his presence but only stared at them with a tight breath caught in my throat. I lifted my cup to my lips and downed the rest of the beer like it was a shot.

Siping drink my ass.

~~~~~~~~~

The night was long.

Actually, I couldn't remember if it was that long or not. I was really interested in the hole in the wall.

"Shhhh you can't tell Calum." Michael giggled to me pressing his pointer finger against my lip. I shook my head holding back a fit of laughter before pressing my own finger to Michael's lips. "Shhh," I mumbled against his finger.

Michael turned to the wall next to us, a frame was hung up about a foot over from the hole. Michael pulled it off the hook and held it over the hole, hanging it. He let go and the frame fell to the ground shattering, Probably from the fact he tried to hang it on nothing.

"Michaellllll." I slurred pouting my bottom lip out. "We have to tell Calum now."

"Shhhhhhhh you promised!" He wined like a child.

"But there's glass everywhere," I mumbled looking at the floor.

"Shhhh." He said again before running away.

I pouted my bottom lip out again before walking back to the living room couch and lying across it.

"Hey, babes." Kiara said walking up, "Need some water?" She held out a bottle of water to me causing me to sigh and shake my head.

"I'm not ready to be sober yet," I said cuddling into the couch cushions.

"Well, no more drinks." She said. Bossy.

I wined and threw my head back annoyed. "Fine Mom."

Kiara just sent me a smile and placed the water next to me on the couch. I sighed and just grabbed it, putting it on my head as an ice pack. My head really hurt from hitting the wall.

I rolled over to look at my friends.

Willow was talking to Ashton, they were both drunk but didn't act drunk. They were probably talking about drum stuff. Kiara was making Michael sweep up the glass as she tried to hand him a bottle of water. Calum and Maddie were nowhere to be found. Gross. And then Luke and Jasmine were sat in the kitchen. Luke was drunk out of his mind but I hadn't seen Jazzy drink a single thing all night. I hadn't seen a lot of things but that's beside the point.

I rolled off the couch and walked slowly towards the kitchen. Kiara was occupied which meant I could get one more drink before she realized. So I slipped into the Kitchen, quickly and messily pouring a shot, or two, I didn't know how to measure shots, into a cup and quickly downed both of them back.

They didn't make my face grimace anymore which Kiara always said was a "sign to stop" but why would you stop when it got better?

"Hey! Pour me one!" Luke pointed at me from the table.

I grabbed a cup and poured a few glugs of the liquid into the cup before stumbling lightly over to the table and sitting it down infront of him.

"You have a heavy hand," Luke said taking about half of the liquid.

"Welcome." I smiled at him before turning around and walking into the living room.

"Game time!" Michael yelled jumping onto the floor. That looked like it hurt.

"I like games," I said sitting down across from him.

"I know you do that's why I said game time." He rolled his eyes at me.

"Calum!" He yelled loudly.

The coat closet door opened and Calum stuck his head out, "yep?" He asked.

"Game time," Michael said.

"Sweet!" He closed the door once more and then came out with Maddie following behind him.

Eventually, we all sat in a circle, it went Michael, Calum, Maddie, Kiara, Me, Jasmine, Willow, Ashton, Luke, and then back to Michael. How I got sat next to the bitch, I couldn't answer. Or Remeber.

Michael grabbed a beer bottle from behind him, popping the top off before Chugging it completely. "Michael." Kiara scolded. Michael finished off the drink, burped, and then placed it in the center.

"Truth or dare." Michael smiled proudly.

"I'll go first," Willow said leaning into the middle and spinning the bottle. It landed on Kiara. Willow smiled wickedly, "Truth or dare."

"Truth," Kiara said.

"Boo. You're no fun." Willow complained, "fine. Who's the last person you hooked up with?"

Kiara scoffed placing her tongue in between her teeth and shaking her head, "I am not answering that."

"You have to. That's the rule." I said leaning back on my palms.

Kiara rolled her eyes, "then I'm not playing."

"You can answer the question," Michael said.

She leaned into the Circle grasping the bottle, "Clifford." She spun the bottle not giving anyone a chance to process the words she had spewed out.

Ashton coughed, choking on his drink and Maddie let out a cheer. "Fuck yeah!" She said earning a side smile from Kiara. Michael just blushed.

The bottle came to a stop on Calum who smiled. "Dare."

Kiara smiled, "you got eggs in your fridge?" She asked.

Calum nodded slightly confused, "great. Eat one."

"Like.. raw?"

"Shell and all." Kiara smiled.

I grimaced lightly, "Eww."

Calum stood up, walked to the fridge, opened it, and grabbed a single egg. "No, do it over there. I'm not cleaning up your puke." Maddie said motioning to the sink.

Calum stood in Infront of the sink, staring at the egg in his hand. I put my hands over my eyes, still peaking, disgusting. He put the egg in his mouth and crunched down. Yolk dribbled out from between his lips and he gagged puking the contents of his stomach up into the sink.

"That's disgusting," Ashton said, his hand over his own mouth. Ashton was bad when people puked, he couldn't stand it.

"You better not throw up ash," Luke warned pushing himself away from Ashton.

Ashton shook his head staring at the floor as he was trying not to puke also. Calum gaged once more and that sent Ashton flying up towards the trash can in the kitchen.

"Ew," Jasmine muttered closing her eyes.

"Someone spin for Calum," I muttered as Maddie reached into the center and spun the bottle.

It landed on Jasmine Hodge who looked at us nervously. I mean I would two if I wasn't even in this friend group.

"Uhh, truth." She said.

"Calum Jazzy said truth," Michael called to Calum.

He was still hunched over the sink, spitting raw eggs out of his mouth. "Why are you such a bitch." He grumbled out right before he puked again. Ashton soon after.

"Calum." Maddie scolded.

I snorted lightly before shaking my head, apologizing into the air.

"That's honestly more a statement," Luke said not even defending his girlfriend, he was too drunk to do that.

"Uh.." jazzy said scratching her neck awkwardly.

"Just spin," Kiara said to Jasmine ignoring Calum.

Jasmine spun the bottle and it slowly stopped on Luke. She smiled as she got the person she wanted, "Truth or dare babe."

Luke drummed on the ground, "Dare. Give me a hard one."

Jasmine cocked her head smiling, "such a hard one. I dare you to kiss the prettiest girl in the room."

Deja vu hit and just like that, I was sober.

Every single shot that had entered my body was now gone and I sat there silent. My body was no longer numb anymore and heartache filled the void. From Liam cheating on me to the words that came out of Jasmine Hodge's mouth.

Willow scoffed before shaking her head lightly.

Luke shrugged crawling on the floor towards Jasmine's direction who was sitting next to me. He had a large smile on his face as he sat down infront of us.

I didn't know what I felt for Luke but this, this was torture. Who did I wrong to have any of these things happen to me?

Gosh, I hated him.

I hated Luke Hemmings more than death itself.

He was a selfish asshole who only thought about himself. He stole my fucking song and won't admit to it. He kissed Jasmine Hodge when we were dating. He said Horrible things to me.

Luke Hemmings was the scum of the earth and we were all just living in it.

Luke Hemmings was the devil wearing your mom's skinny jeans. His stupid hair quiff and his stupid eyes were piercing into my soul.

Luke Hemminhs lips were on mine.

I didn't think I had ever been more sober in my entire life.

It had been months. Months since I felt those lips and suddenly I didn't want anything else. Because Luke Hemings was a drug. It will eventually kill you but gosh was it addicting.

~~~~~~

I knocked on Luke's door, my face red From crying just moments early. I'm sure I looked like a mess but it wasn't every day when you woke up to see your song was in the school newspaper and online with over 100k views. I mean we were just on a break right now, it hadn't even been that long of a break, a month at most by this point.

But you don't do this sorta thing. You don't steal your girlfriend's song, change some pronouns, and call it your own.

So again, I banged harshly on Luke Hemmings's front door.

"I'm coming! I'm coming!" He yelled through the door as I heard the latch Unlock and the door opened. His face fell, "Hey Geo." He said. It had been awkward between me and Luke this past month. I mean, for the past 4 years we had been girlfriend and boyfriend, and now. Now we were strangers.

"Don't hey me." I snarled at him pushing myself into his own house. His mom was at work so I didn't care about how I presented myself.

"Woah woah. What's up?" He asked.

"My song? Did you really have to go and steal my song?" I said angrily to him.

"Your song?" He defends.

"Yes, my song!" I told him throwing my song journal at him which he caught. "I wrote amnesia, not you. Why would you steal my song? Pissed I broke up with you?"

"Geo, my friends are upstairs, can we do this later? Or at your place at least?" He asked looking in the journal.

" screw your Friends. Why would you do that to me?" I asked looking at him, my voice cracking lightly.

"I don't know where you came up with this idea that I stole it from you, but I wrote amnesia all by myself." He said throwing the notebook in the chair next to him.

"Bullshit. You can't come up with the same exact song. You're just upset I broke it off is that right?" I huffed.

"Call me anything you want. A shit boyfriend, a shit friend, but don't accuse me of stealing." He said pointing a finger at me.

"You better get that finger out of my face," I said Calmly.

He didn't budge.

"I bet you steal all your songs, don't you? And then go and cheat on all your girlfriends hmm?" I said pushing down his finger, aging the situation on even more. I didn't care.

"I told you Jasmine was a mistake." He said. "Maybe a mistake just like you."

Silence filled the room and we stared at eachother, the words were lingering as if they weren't real.

"Oh fuck you," I said groaning and turning around to walk deeper into the living room. "Your such an Ass! You've always been a fucking ass. You know I don't know how I put up with you for 4 years of my life!" I yelled at him.

"I'm an ass? Says the one who's late to every event, Comes to zero of my gigs, and yells at me for failing my classes." He yelled back at me.

"You the one who's afraid to tell his mommy why he and his girlfriend don't hang out anymore!" I fired back.

"Yeah well, at least I have a mom to talk to." He snarled at me.

"At least I have a dad who wants me," I said before I could control the words coming out of my mouth.

"Does he though? Where is he now? Texas with my dad? Or maybe.. maybe he's with your mom." Luke said walking slowly up to me. "Seems your batting zero."

"Oh fuck you." I said through unbelievable laughter, tears spreading through my eyes, "fuck. You. Hemmings." I turned around and walked towards his front door.

"Walk away like alwasy bitch!" He called after me.

I sent him the middle finger as I threw the door open and slammed it shut, the house vibrating from the impact of the door.

Walk away like always bitch

#luke 5sos #5sos #5 seconds of summer #calum hood #ashton irwin #michael clifford #luke hemmings

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lexiasmind · 3 years ago

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Prohibited.

Forbidden.

PAIRING. Ransom Drysdale x Reader.

SUMMARY. Ransom asked for you to come, so you did. Having in mind what would eventually happen, and with the full intention to enjoy yourself while you are at it.

But soon, you find your thought deep in reminiscence on how you and your “cousin” had started this prohibited relationship in the first place.

A/N. DARK AU. It’s a very DARK series! ANGST AND SMUT (explicit sexual content, 18+ only), slight Daddy Kink. Mentions of incest (kind of... not really. Do not read it if it makes you uncomfortable). Ransom, as usual, is a d***. In the flashback, reader is 20/21, still studying in a private school before going to college. And Ransom is 23/24.

This is Sequel/Prequel of Forbidden. Don’t hesitate to leave a comments, your thoughts, and feedback. I hope you will like it and thank you for reading.

A lots of Love. Lex! xx

WORDS. 3972ish.

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You knew you could just open the door and let yourself in Ransom's house. However, after working for the last years on the West Coast, you didn't know on what ground your relationship stood. Except, when Ransom opened his front door, a faint smile creeping on his lips, his blue eyes mischievous, you knew you were still close from his perspective.

" I thought you would never come. " He greeted you, pushing his body to the side for you to step inside. " I was spending time with the family. " You announced to him, removing your light jacket from your shoulders. " You know, our family. The same family who celebrates Easter and every other holiday together. The family I didn't have the chance to catch up with since I left. " You informed him, tucking your jacket under your arm. " And who's fault is that? " He whispered, embracing your body from behind, his arms on your lower stomach, his face leaning on the crook of your neck.

You deeply sighed already annoyed but pressed your back against his chest, your head against his shoulder, the softest of his sweater under your cheek made your mind quiet for a minute.

" You know, I wasn't the one who left. " Ransom mumbled his lips against your ear. "I wasn't the one who moves across the country, breaking up what we had." " Something we should never have started. " You murmured, your eyes looking at his fancy carpet on the floor. " I took the best decision, and I don't regret anything. " " You sure, baby? " Ransom nudged his nose against your neck and pressed a soft kiss on your skin.

No. No, you weren't sure. But you have made a decision back then; to stop what you have with Ransom. Your cousin. Something that started so quickly that you always wondered how everything had unfolded so fast.

°°°

a couple of years ago;

You always loved to go to Harlan's when you wanted to do your homework. It was quiet, from your little sister begging for you to come to play with her and your mom babbling on and on about a new product. Harlan being a calm, and peaceful man always loved you to come to his place, to talk and grab something to eat and drink or just work. But this afternoon, another person was here beside you.

" Ransom what happened! " You shouted out, frowning your eyebrows at his poor sight.

Leaning on the counter, his hands holding a frozen bag of peas against his cheek, your cousin sighed deeply watching you warily stepped inside the kitchen. You could see the form of a red bruise under his makeshift band-aids.

" Nothing. " He grumbled, dropping his gaze on the floor, annoyed by your question. " Alright. " You grimaced in front of his awful bad mood and shrugged your shoulders. " I'm gonna do my homework here if it doesn't bother you. " You announced to him with a faint smile, dropping your bag on the floor and taking a seat at the smaller table. " Whatever. " He rolled his eyes toward the ceiling and pushed his back to you.

You remembered being close with your cousin a long time ago, when you were both just small children. You will never forget the playtime you used to have together, in trees building some kind of cabin and pretending to be either pirates or bandits. But as you both grew, and you both become more different having other hobbies, and interests, you grew apart from one and another. Also, Ransom growing up as dickhead wasn't helping your relationship. A fresh glass of juice and some good cookies and you were in a perfect mood to start your homework. Beginning with a paper on the French Revolution. But a loud noise coming through the TV prevented you to focus on the lines of your book. Glaring at your cousin's back, you quietly swore seeing him increasing the device's volumes, the voice of sports commentators echoing through the kitchen as the pictures of a baseball game played on the screen.

" Can't you just go to the study, living room, or your mom's room to watch the game? " You asked irritated by his selfish behavior. " I'm kind of working here. " You told him, biting your lips to not insult him as you should. " Can't. " Ransom replied, his back still turned toward you. " I don't want to miss anything from the game. " He added, leaning his side on the counter. " Ransom, I'm sure you missing out a few seconds of this won't be the end of the world. " You sighed, throwing your pen on the table as you heard the loud cheers from the crowd while a player does some kind of throw. " Yes, it would be. " He simply declared, starting to tap his fingers on the table next to him.

You rolled your eyes, holding yourself to push him on the ground, and started to chocked the life out of him. You took a deep breath, collecting your thought, and tried to concentrate, once again on the history page until a fast and quick hand grab your book from the table. You snapped your eyes up toward the culprit. Your older cousin's face was holding the book pretending to be interested in the pages.

" And what's this about? " Ransom asked, completely mocking you and making you lose time with his childish behavior. Maybe he hasn't grown up that much. " Ransom, give it back! " You ordered, raising and walking toward where he stood. You tried to reach for your book, but he dodged his hands, a smile playing on his face. " That's not funny but childish, R'. Come on'. " You tried again but your cousin ducked his hands to the other side under your frustrated and angry gaze. " You haven't grown for a bit, haven't you?" " And, you are still the whiny, stuck-up little girl who don't know how to have fun. " He answered smirking as he saw your poor attempt to take your book from his hands.

He took a step back as you took a step forward. You tried once again to take back the book, but this time Ransom put it behind his back, making you pressed your chest against him. You stretched your arms behind him trying to catch your stuff. You could feel his hot breath against your cheek, his profile next to yours. Suddenly, he leaned his face into the crook of your neck and put a soft kiss on your throat, just under your ear. You shivered feeling his warm lips on you, almost forgetting about your little fight.

" You smell so good Y/N. " Ransom murmured his lips pressed against your skin. " You always do. " He added, putting another kiss on your neck. " R-Ransom? " You called him, unsure of what he was doing. " What happened to your face? " You questioned him in a whisper, worry growing inside your stomach. You slightly pushed your head aside, letting more room for his mouth on you. " I fought with some jerk at school. Nothing to worry about. " He explained to you, his lips still brushing the skin of your throat before he put light kisses on you again. He dropped the book behind his back on the table, and pushed his hands around your frame, resting them on your lower back. " I don't want to talk about this anymore. " He murmured pressing a firm kiss on your ear. He bit lightly your earlobe between his teeth. " Y-Your mom says that you fight a lot lately. " You choked a moan, closing your eyes for a few moments before opening them and realizing what was happening. " Do you remember when we were playing at the back of the garden every summer? " Ransom recalled, changing the subject. " We were spending every August together. Sleeping here for the holidays. And, at the moment the sun was up, we were there. Playing all day. " He continued putting light kisses on your cheek, moving dangerously toward your mouth.

You licked your lips, dreading his words and his movement while you put your hands on his biceps, trying to catch your balance. You exactly knew what he will say next. Scared and embarrassed you dropped your eyes on his chest, not strong enough to look inside his mesmerizing blue eyes.

" We played mommy and daddy back then. And we pretended to be in love, playing with your doll and all. We also had our first kiss. A light, innocent kiss. " He breathed out, brushing your nose with his own. " Our first kiss, something I will never forget baby. " Ransom murmured his mouth a few inches from yours. " It was a silly little game for children. " You declared, shaking your head slightly. " We were being goofy. " " What about the time when my friend Carter challenged you to kiss me? " He mused, stroking your waist and playing with the hem of your school sweater, his fingers starting to pull up the fabric to touch your skin. " Was it also a game, or does it meant more for you? " He inquired, his mouth close to yours, you could feel his breath against your lips. " I- I - " You stuttered lost for words, your heart beating hard inside your chest. You licked your lips again, frustrated and confused. " Let's play again, Y/N. " He whispered, his fingers stroking the skin of your waist. He pressed his figure closer to your body. " You will be the mommy and I will be the daddy. " " What are you talking about?! Ransom stop it! " You tried to push on his arms, but his stronghold didn't move away from you. " Why do you want this? " You murmured, puzzled by this odd behavior, still trying to squirm away from him. " Because it's fun and I want to kiss you. " The dark-haired man answered before pressing a soft kiss on your lips.

Stunned, you didn't kiss him back. But you stood inside his arms, his soft mouth against your own. The souvenir of your other kisses playing inside your head when you were young children mimicking what the adult used to do. When you were a teenager wanting to prove yourself in front of his stupid friends from boarding school. Doing the bold move to kiss your cousin for their stupid "dare". Ransom pulled away from you a little and pushed a soft kiss on your cheek.

" Kiss me back, Y/N. It's ok, just kiss me. " He mumbled to you, pressing another kiss on your cheek. " It's wrong. " You sighed, uncomfortable. " If Harlan saw us…" " Grand pa' is not here. " Your cousin informed you, pulling your body closer to him. " Anyway, we aren't doing anything wrong. Come on, baby. Play with me for a minute. " He urged you pressing a soft kiss on your lips, once again. " No. Ransom it's bad. " You pulled your face away from his, pushing your mouth aside from his wandering lips. " We can't, we can't. " You murmured closing your eyes, ashamed. " Of course we can." He protested, enlacing you ore tightly. " I know you want to. " He said, before catching your lips with his own, humming against your mouth.

You closed your eyes, feeling his fingers caressing your flesh, scared, puzzled, and excited, you kiss him back unsure. Confused, you slid your lips against his mouth, tasting him. Ransom bit lightly your lower lip, pushing his warm tongue inside your mouth. Gently he started to stroke you, drifting his hand on you butt. You let him, you rose your trembling hands on his cheeks to pull him closer to you. Ransom backed away a little bit, his bright eyes shining inside the room, lightened by the afternoon sun. He stroked your nose with his and made you turned around, your back collided with the counter. He put his body in front of you and carried your frame on the edge of the table, making you seat on the cold marble board. He put each of your legs behind his hips, a grin creeping on his lips as he stepped up between them. Stunned, your hands still on his cheek, you started to lean your head again to touch the soft skin of his lips. They felt like heaven.

"Now, Daddy will take care of you. " He mumbled against your mouth.

You kissed him, both of your nose brushing and your wet lips sliding against each other. You caressed his cheeks, tilting your head on the side while his hands were on your waist holding you close against his chest. You tucked your feet behind his back, your heart beating hard inside your chest. You were still scared and confused but your needs and desire were growing stronger than anything else. Ransom kissed you back with the same vehemence, his hands under your sweat, stroking your skin. You slid your lips on his cheek, and lightly put a soft kiss on his bruised flesh before leaning your head inside his neck and kiss him harder, your hands drifting behind the back of his head, your fingers caressing him through his soft short hair.

" I- I can't stop. " You stuttered, your mouth against his ear. " I- I can't stop kissing you. " You mumbled kissing the soft skin of his earlobe before biting it gently. " Don't. " He groaned softly under his breath, feeling your teeth on his skin. He slid one hand on your thigh, stroking the black thighs before pushing his hands further down, under your skirt to touch you through your clothes. " I want you to give me everything... " He murmured, his face against your shoulder, biting his lips feeling your nails scratching the back of his head. "First, I want this. " Ransom continued, the tips of his fingers lightly touching your pussy through your light thighs.

You stopped kissing his neck, and Ransom pushed his forehead against your yours, his eyes burning with dark heat. You bite your lips, feeling his hand on your most sensitive part of yourself. Does he know? Suddenly, you heard the front door opened and a low voice coming out from the hall. You quickly try to pull away from him, eyes wide open and your body starting to shake. Ransom only chuckled in front of your reaction but did not let you g. He only pushed his lips against your ear, still smirking.

" Don't worry. I will be gentle. " He murmured, his lips brushing your ear, while the voice of his mother came closer and closer toward the kitchen.

At the minute Linda Drysdale entered the room, Ransom stepped away from you. He turned down the TV, leaving you sat on the edge of the counter, your eyes filled with horror as you watched your aunt talking on the phone. Her eyes were on her luxury bag while her hand was looking through something inside.

" No, no, no Tommy I said 20k of commission. Didn't you hear me? Are you an incapable scumbag and also deaf? Is that why your wife left you! " She shouted out into the earphone stuck inside her ear, as she dug through her Hermès. Finally raising her eyes, she caught you and her son inside the kitchen. " Y/N, sweetheart please get down of the counter, the marble comes from Italy. " She urged you, calmly, her blue eyes soft before they grew hard again. " No, I'm not talking to you Stuart. You remembered you are deaf and useless. " She practically yelled to her interlocutor. She finally turned toward you again with a tired smile. " Please children, would you tell your grandfather that I will be in his study when he came back, thank you. " She said without waiting for your answers and walked inside the hallway toward your grandfather's room.

Still choked, you dropped your frame on the floor, legs wobbly from what happened. You retrieved your history book and started to step forward. You heard Ransom chuckling behind you as you sat once again at the smaller table, still bewildered, embarrassed, and a bit excited. Before leaving the room, Ransom walked behind you , and put a quick peck on your cheek.

" Go, away. " You snapped, frowning your eyes without looking at him. " See ya, Y/N. " He chuckled, even more, beaming while he walked toward the huge living room.

You shook your head, clearing your ideas from what happened with your cousin, his lips, his eyes, his smell, and his soft hair. And tried to focus t on your paper unaware that you just had started something that would go beyond your control.

°°°

" Where did you get the video, anyway? " You demanded, your face pressed against his naked shoulder. You heard him taking a deep breath, pulling his head away from your neck, his grasps on your naked thighs grew tighter. " I don't want to fucking talk about another man's dick when I'm deep inside you. " Ransom warned you, his voice low, biting your cheek to emphasize his statement.

You whimpered, feeling his throbbing cock inside your pussy. Straddling him on the couch of his living room, you stroked the skin of his arm, biting your lips.

" I'm sorry, Ransom. I won't mention him, I promise. " You whispered, putting a soft kiss on his lips. " Good. Now start moving baby. " He ordered you, his sentence barely finished that your hips began to move, up and down on him slowly. " That's right be good for Daddy. "

You let a loud moan escaping your lips, feeling his shaft inside of you, filling you up to the hilt. Ransom pushed his hand on your ass, caressing your skin roughly while he raised his head to catch your nipple between his teeth. Rolling the hard bud with his tongue, you pulled your head away from his body, letting more space for him to kiss your breast. You whined feeling the delicious sensation of the tip of his dick hitting you inside, and his warm tongue licking and biting your chest.

" You are so wet for me. " He mumbled, his mouth pressed against your flesh. "So wet and warm around me. It's s’good. " He groaned, his eyes fully dilated.

His wonderful praise to your ears made you increase your pace. You whimpered, dropping your head on his shoulder, once again, feeling him meeting your pace as he thrust himself up into you. Your body was covered in sweat, you felt his lips running up against your cheek before catching your mouth. His kiss was feverish and his tongue warm dancing with your own. Ransom kept shoving his cock deep inside of your pussy, feeling your movement faltered when you were too busy tasting his mouth. You moaned louder against his lips, feeling your climax growing inside of your core each time, he hit the sweet spot inside of you.

" Open your beautiful eyes. " Ransom incited you, he grunted feeling your walls below clenching him more. He looked into your eyes, while you open your heavy eyelids with difficulty. " I want to see you come all around me. I want to see your face. " He panted, pumping you quicker.

You moaned under your breath looking at his dark blue eyes. You hold onto his shoulders, feeling him shifting inside you making you whimper and hold on to him tighter. You had never felt so alive since you left and you could feel every cell of your body awaken while your orgasm hit you hard, blowing inside your core, making you cried out his name watching his feverish eyes in awe. Ransom looked closely at every emotion going through your face, still thrusting his cock inside of your pussy. It's all he needed to let go. Watching you come apart. He grunted loudly your name as he emptied himself inside of his favorite place.

" Fuck, Y/N. " He groaned, his hips jerking up and spams taking hold of his body. " You killing me, baby. " He chuckled low, pulling on your ass with his hands to push your body closer to him.

As usual, you let him, and put your head on his shoulder, trying to calm your ragged breath, beating heart, and blissful emotions. Ransom put a light kiss on your forehead, cuddling you on his couch, his hands stroking your back, his soft dick still inside you.

" I'm glad you are back. " The brown-haired man admitted, opening his eyes and putting another kiss on your forehead. " We can play like the old times. " He huffed, while you frowned your eyebrows stepping away from his body, you looked at him. " I don't want to play anymore, Ransom. You know we can't and I don't - " You tried to tell him, looking at his face as he rolled his eyes stopping his light stroke on your frame. " All we do are some kisses and fucking. " He barked, grimacing and mocking your reticence. " It's not that wrong because let me remind you; we are not fucking related. My uncle found you in some depraved orphanage and brought you home. We are not family! " Ransom shouted out at your face, his heated eyes showing his annoyance at your "prude" behavior. " So, if I want to fuck you, when I want to, I think it's ok that I do. " He growled angry and then you felt a sharp pain against your ass. He had slapped your bottom.

You widened your eyes, horrified and surprised by his " douchebag " behavior, and punched him on his shoulder under his glare. Ransom opened his mouth, shocked that you could both play this game. A silly game as usual with the two of you as you both started a series of punch, slap, and blows, fighting each other like you were both, six and nine or thirteen and sixteen. Children snapping at each other with hits on the arms, some hair pulling, and bites. You gasped feeling his cock pulling outside of your pussy and his hands pushing you to lie down on his sofa. Ransom quickly took hold of both of your hands, pinning them on each side of your face. He put his figure above you, hovering your frame.

" That's enough! " He fumed, his dark blue eyes, completely dilated and burning with rage. " You hit first! " You replied, angry with him and trying to free your arms away to get the hell out of here. But he kept a stronghold on you.

You were both panting again, and you both were glaring at each other. But then you felt it. The tip of his cock hard against your lower stomach. Ransom didn't flinch, his hard gaze still on you. The tension was unbearable, thick, and fucked up. But you couldn't resist anymore. He followed the slight movement of your mouth, you opened it a little bit, licking with the point of your tongue the skin of his arm. It's all your cousin needed to start to rub his cock on your clit, hard and slow. You arched your body against him, the tingly sensation making you moaned, and closing your eyes.

" That's what you want! " Ransom breathed out, moving his hips to let the tip of his dick slightly pushing inside of you, but he quickly took himself out stroking your clit again. " Is it what you want, Y/N? "

You bite your lips, avoiding to reply to his question, pushing your head to the side, biting softly the skin of his arm. He chuckled softly, seeing you moving your hips at the same pace as his own.

" Alright then, " Your cousin leaned his head into the crook of your neck, licking the salty sweat covering your body. " Let's play. "

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Tags: @chvntelle-99 @iloveshawnieboi @stupendouslovegardener

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rainydaydream-gal18 · 4 years ago

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(The Bad Batch) Crosshair x Reader: Absence

(Author’s Note: I usually steer clear of angst, but this sort of just happened. Y’all are going to hate me after this. Oh whaaale)

warnings: some angst, Bad Batch episode 1 spoilers.

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You released a sigh into the air, the sound breaking the lonely silence that had settled since you decided to lay down for a while. You half-expected to hear some sort of response- a mumble from Tech, a laugh from Wrecker, chatter from Omega, or a sigh from Hunter- but the room fell into stillness once more.

As you lay on your side, arms encircling a familiar pillow, you gazed at the opposing wall. This was the first moment you had to yourself since the events that transpired on Kamino. You’d been busy at the front of the ship assisting the others or simply surrounding yourself with them to keep certain feelings at bay.

But just for a little while, you finally decided to let yourself have the time to process and to just feel. Without the company of the others to keep you occupied, Crosshair’s absence was more jarring. It wasn’t something you’d been able to ignore in the first place, of course. Even in a room full of your squad, you found yourself searching for him or expecting him to be hovering nearby only to remember that wouldn’t be the case.

Another sigh rose into the air, and you shifted to lay on your other side facing the wall of the bunk. The pillow still held stale traces of his scent, and you hungrily breathed in what was left and hoped with each inhale that it wouldn’t fade. You thought back to the last time you were near him before things went from bad to worse.

Crosshair placed himself on the bench, rubbing his head in frustration. You watched him with worry. He hadn’t been himself since this Order 66 was given. You’d seen him at odds with Hunter and growing increasingly agitated as time went by.

Omega slid onto the bench beside him, her eyes mirroring your concern. Although somehow, her look was more sympathetic, as if she knew what was happening to him. She rested a hand on his shoulder and spoke quietly. You decided to remain at a small distance for another moment before going over to talk to him.

Moments later, a shock trooper approached the cell. “CT-9904, you’re coming with us.”

Your eyes widened as the cell shield went down. Hunter quickly placed himself in front of the sharpshooter in protest. “Oh, no, no, no,” he said, holding his hands up. “We stay together.”

The trooper wasted no time in hitting Hunter in the stomach with the butt of his blaster, evoking a grunt as the sergeant crumbled to his knees.

“Hey!” you shouted, darting forward. “Cut it out! No one is leaving this cell alone. If he goes,” you gestured to Crosshair. “I go.”

“CT-9904 was summoned, not you. Now stand down!” The trooper raised his blaster to strike you this time, and you readied yourself to fight back when you felt a firm hand grasp your wrist.

You looked to see Hunter standing to his feet, giving you a warning look. For a moment, you thought that maybe it would be better to stand down and not cause more trouble, so you relaxed your shoulders. However, that changed the second Crosshair stood from the bench and started walking toward the troopers without so much of a glance or word to any of his comrades.

“Wait! No, I can’t just stand here and-” you caught Hunter off-guard and tore your arm free to hurry after Crosshair. “What are you doing?”

“I’ve been summoned, _________. Good soldiers follow orders.”

“But Cross,” you murmured, hot tears spilling down your cheeks as you reached for his gloved hand. “I’m scared. Don’t leave.”

At the use of his nickname, his face changed. The bridge of his nose scrunched slightly in confusion before his eyes softened and replaced the challenging gaze with a tender regard that he usually saved for you. It was like whatever was clouding his mind was shaken away for a moment.

“I don’t have much of a choice,” he told you, shooting a wary glance at the troopers that surprisingly were paused at the entrance to the cell. Then, his expression hardened once more as he released your hand and walked into their custody.

“No! Crosshair, wait! You lunged forward, but a large hand grabbed your shoulder. “Wrecker, let me go!”

“__________,” he said, his voice low and broken at your distress. “It’s not gonna’ change anything.” As Crosshair was led away, you jabbed a finger at the guards.

“He’s not their guinea pig! You hear me?”

They were out of sight, door sliding shut behind them, and you were left standing there breathing heavily. You slammed a fist against the wall and turned to see the others watching with pained expressions. Omega still covered her mouth with her hands in shock.

“I’m sorry,” you told them, ducking your head. “Sorry to make a scene. I didn’t mean to make things worse, but...”

“No,” Hunter said. “I understand. We…” he gestured to the rest of the group. “ we understand. We just don’t want to see you get hurt.”

Things quieted down after that. You placed yourself on the bench where Crosshair had previously been seated and waited.

You rolled onto your back, staring at the top of the bunk as the memory came to a conclusion in your mind. That was the last time you’d seen the real Crosshair. The one that you’d seen in the hangar on Kamino was not your love. Your teary eyes met his cold ones, and though he didn’t fire at you, you didn’t see much of a reaction in his expression.

A knock on the door caused you to stir again. You turned your head to call whoever was at the door inside the quarters. The door slid open to reveal a form much shorter than you expected.

“_________?”

“Omega,” you said, putting on a soft smile to let her know she was welcome. “Do you need something?”

She gazed at you sympathetically, returning your smile kindly. “I just wanted to see how you’re doing.”

“I’m alright,” you replied. “I just…”

She approached the bunk, eyeing the small signs of Crosshair all around including the pillow in your arms. “You miss him.”

You tucked your nose back into the pillow to breathe in his scent once more. It was nearly gone. Your eyes watered a little at the realization. “Yeah, I guess I do.”

She rested a hand on your shoulder, much like she’d done to him in the prison cell at Kamino. “The Crosshair you know is in there somewhere. It’s that chip. We’re going to get him back.”

You looked to her as her smile grew, looking less concerned and more hopeful. It was contagious because you were starting to feel that glimmer of hope in your chest and smile in return. “I’m sure you’re right.”

“In the meantime, I know it’s hard.”

You hummed in agreement, a new memory coming to mind. Your smile turned into a chuckle, earning an intrigued look from Omega. “I was just thinking about this one time. Before we got together, Crosshair and I went to a market for a supply run…”

“Oh hey, that place looks like it’s got some decent stuff,” you said. Crosshair’s eyes followed your gesturing hand to a fruit stand, the toothpick between his lips twirling idly. He didn’t give a verbal response, only following you as you veered off the main path to approach. An elderly woman with a large sun hat smiled as you paused to get a good look at everything.

“Well hello there,” she greeted you. “Can I help you with anything?”

“Hello! And yes, could I get a dozen of these?” you gestured to the baskets of fruit. “And a dozen of those?”

“Most certainly, dear,” she nodded. As she bagged up the product, you turned to see Crosshair hovering less than a foot behind you. He surveyed your surroundings with those keen eyes of his before he noticed you looking at him.

“What?”

“Nothing.” You grinned. “See anything? Any separatist droids perhaps?”

He plucked the toothpick from his mouth to reply. “Very amusing, ________. I haven’t seen anything except for some shady pirate staring at you.”

“Really?” your grin quickly faded into a grimace as your eyes flickered to the side. “Where?”

“Behind me.” Crosshair returned the toothpick to the spot between his teeth. “I’m blocking you from his view.”

“Oh.” You straightened up. “Thanks.”

“Here you are,” the elderly woman stated, handing you one bag of fruit and Crosshair the other. You handed her the credits. “I also just wanted to say what an adorable couple you two make!” She plucked a single flower from a nearby bouquet and handed it to Crosshair. “For the young lady!”

You wanted to duck your head in embarrassment while Crosshair rolled his eyes. Still, to your surprise he didn’t even bother to correct her. He merely accepted the flower in silence and turned to you, his hand hovering for a moment before he settled on tucking the flower behind your ear.

“Bye!” You waved at the lady as the two of you walked away.

“...Later on, I caught him looking at me when I had the flower tucked behind my ear. I knew then that he had feelings for me, just like I did for him.”

“So he’s always been a little...difficult?” Omega ventured.

You laughed. “Oh yes, but it was always an act. Sometimes, he made it easy to see past that to the big heart underneath.” You scooted off the bunk, releasing your hold on the pillow so it fell back in its spot, and proceeded to smooth out the blanket. “Thank you, Omega.”

She looked confused. “ For what?”

“The talk. It really helped.”

“Oh, yeah, no problem.” She smiled. “I’ve come to think of the squad as family, and...I don’t like to see my family hurting.”

“I think of this squad as family too,” you agreed. “ And I’m glad you’re a part of it, kid. Let’s see if Tech needs anything up front.”

The two of you became lost in chatter as you headed for the doorway. You paused to take one final look at the empty quarters and at Crosshair’s bunk that you’d left as neat as he had. A genuine smile spread across your face as you turned off the light and let the door close behind you.

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fiendishpal · 4 years ago

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hii fiend!!! i literally adore your art its so pretty and it- it just- *inhales* *exha-*💞💖✨💞💖✨💞🙏🛐🙇‍♂️🙇‍♂️anyways so- bcz u guided me to the osaaka ship and now im in love w it couldya please offer me some fic recommendations? ok, i just love ur art ur one of ny faves lov u have an amazingly sweet and beautiful day!!! :D

sure thing!!

i’ll put them by category here (i also have some art for some of them, i’ll post them when i’ve got the time)

i’ve put a star ★ beside fics that i’ve read a bunch of times hahaha!

canon-compliant

(fics that i think you should read first. mostly canon-compliant. so these are post-timeskip. after their meeting at the black jackals vs adlers game. these really won’t make any sense if you’re anime-only, sorry.)

stay with me go places by sparksandsalt ★

this fic. THIS FIC!!!!! this started everything for me!!! this is the reason why i started shipping osaaka!!!! the way they handled the characters is sooooo!!! *chef’s kiss* they really stick true to the characters' voices and the care they put into characterizations is impeccable. i also love bokuto and akaashi’s relationship here!! they’re so in each other’s lives that bokuto ends up exposing akaashi’s feelings indirectly and accidentally lmao and also atsumu and osamu’s relationship is so funny and hilarious. they are like how brothers are, atsumu showing his support but also clowning osamu in the process

this fic single-handedly fueled me to create so much osaaka content.

i dont know how many times i’ve read this tbh

wait by sanguinedawns

i love the yearning in this fic. the longing and the waiting and the expectation there. they’re trying to be subtle about their feelings for each other but they’re seen at the end but at 4k it’s narrated so smoothly. i love mutually pining idiots.

in the afternoon by yamaboto

this is so!!! i love this so much!! at 1k we see osamu yearning for akaashi once again. i love how they write this short scene. i could really picture the afternoon light coming in through the traditional panel doors and how the light must feel on your skin.

take what we love inside by yamaboto

this is an established relationship osaaka and how they got together. in the afternoon (the fic above) is a snippet of how warm the writer could put words together. and it really is so sweet there’s a scene where they slow dance and it’s the best. i also love the simple fact that they put in how osamu cannot let anybody go hungry hhaha

shout softly by lostsunsets

YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW THIS MADE MY HEART FEEL SO LIGHT AND SOFT AND TENDER. THIS FIC IS SO PRECIOUS OH MY GOSH

i love love loooooooove how the author put osamu's love and passion for food and filling in the pieces on what osamu does to fuel this passion --while in the back burner-- while he was still playing volleyball in high school

AND HOW HE LONGS FOR AKAASHI. THIS IS MAKING ME AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

GO READ IT PLEASE

we’re in au territory

(the setting is not canon-compliant)

sleeping with the enemy by billionairevolleyboysclub ★

the setting is in 2013 haikyu volleyball circuit. meaning they’re still in highschool and are still playing volleyball and they just happen to chance upon each other at interhigh.

i love how sweet osamu is and how he got his crush on akaashi. and it’s lovely how they wrote the budding of a highschool relationship!! and their take on how osamu and akaashi handle ldr??? it’s delicious. dont let the fake/pretend relationship tag fool you this is very cute i love them so much!! i guess the ‘no drama’ aspect is what i like about this a lot bc osamu’s a pretty straightforward guy esp i guess back in highschool. also the second-hand embarrassment is real lmao

welcome in by risquetendencies ★

in this setting osamu’s still the owner of onigiri miya but the au aspect of this is that they haven’t met before. so basically a meet-cute.

and man oh mannnnn the tension written here is good food. osamu is written so obviously into akaashi (i mean who wouldn’t) and akaashi is affected by this greatly and it is!!! wow!! i just love how smooth osamu is here and how flustered akaashi gets bc “omg a hot guy likes me????” (yes akaashi, this hot guys thinks you’re a sexy piece of ass please believe it)

akaashi in a gay panic is literally the best thing.

blood brothers by billionairevolleyboysclub (18+)

miya twins are vampires and akaashi has a thing for fangs. that in and of itself is enough reason for you to read this. i also love how the writer puts a distinction between atsumu and osamu on how they interact with/ feed on akaashi.

like the dawn by eggsan

this fic is actually inspired by my royalty au but im not putting this here bc of that. i really like how the writer introduced their story. i remember telling someone that the atmosphere of how they write is like the voice of a soft-spoken maiden hahaha it's lovely!! think light academia aesthetic. i also love how i get the doki-dokis when osamu, who is essentially a stranger, gets close to akaashi. i can feel akaashi's excitement and trepidation.

forgive the sea, follow the tide by KyryeDuBarie (18+)★

PIRATE AU!!!!!!

i love the fresh twist that they did here on the classic mermaid/pirate au. the twist being akaashi is actually a pearl diver and at the same time being vaguely hinted as a mermaid hhahaha. osamu's a pirate that got shipwrecked and got washed up on akaashi's shores that akaashi, of course, saved.

there's a bunch of cool things that happened too that i cannot disclose bc that'll ruin the thrill of reading this. the plot is solid and the romance between osamu and akaashi is gradual but so so sweeeeet!! i highly recommend this!! but better clear up your schedule bc this hefty boy comes in at a whopping 40k!!!!

keep time on me by yamabato

this fic is based from my zombie apocalypse au!! and even though it’s set in the end of the world, they were still able to write it so sweet and comforting????? i only wish osamu and keiji the happiness they deserve :’)

i also like the whole theme of time in the story and how the story revolves around it. it’s very good!!!

the contest between by batman (18+)

akaashi is a documentary director and osamu is his subject. i love love looooove how the author wrote how stubborn both of them are and how they could clash sometimes but not in the explosive type of way. it’s actually cute and sweet, you’ll see what i mean when you read this hhehehe

AND AKAASHI IS SO LOVELY HERE!!! so lovely!!! and he laughs and smiles a ton and those moments were written in a way that just said ‘look at this angel!’ LMAO idk maybe that’s just me. i love akaashi so much

AND THIS BABY COMES IN AT A WHOLE 75K!!!!!!!!! AMAZING!!!!

#chocomilked #fiend talks #fiendish recs #GIVE THESE AUTHORS SOME LOVE #love love looooove these fics i swear by them!!!!#if i find more i''l update these!!#happy reading tumblr used chocomilked!! hahaha #osaaka #EDIT: added two new fics!!!#let me go around the fics i've read again hhaha

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myonepiece · 4 years ago

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Could you please do hc's for Perospero, Cracker, n Katakuri's where Luffy takes their wife because he thought she was there against her will n shit but like. Wife happy with them, no forcing necisary. Wife does get back home safe but u know, they need a heart attack once in a while

Perospero, Cracker, Katakuri reaction to Luffy taking his wife

Perospero x Reader, Cracker x Reader, Katakuri x Reader

Description: Luffy takes the character’s wife because he thought she was being held against her will

Warnings: None

A/N: we’re assuming they actually love you and it’s not just a loveless arranged marriage

The word I would use is “flabbergasted”. Perospero is very smart, but as smart as he is he never expected you to be taken, especially by Luffy

He had sent multiple guards to watch you, and clearly they failed. So Perospero kills them because they let Luffy take you, he’s pissed off

He does try to devise a plan, he talk it over with his sibling and Big Mom, but contrary to his usual calmness, he speaks and acts with urgency this time

He constantly irritated and snaps at people, or just extremely passive aggressive

He’s actually not looking for a way to kill the straw hats or get revenge, he’s only focused on finding them to get you back safely

He has trouble sleeping, barely gets 10 minutes- he was so used to holding you while he slept

It’s very hard to focus on anything else, but he’s not really letting anyone focus on anything else until he figures out how to get you. Now you’re lucky it’s Perospero you’re with because being the first born son gets him special treatment from Mama. If it were one of the younger children, they wouldn’t have gotten much help in getting their wife back. But Big Mom and Perospero’s siblings

When you do come back, either because Perospero took a ship and crew to get you himself/with a sibling or two, or because the Strawhats realized that you weren’t being forced to stay with the Big Mom pirates- Brook, Robin, and Chopper were probably the ones to realize you truly love Perospero

He would hug you immediately then check for any injuries and ask if you’re okay. He basically locks the two of you in his room for affectionate time, ranging from sex to cuddling and kisses

Needless to say he’s a lot more protective, especially during battles- he’ll have you hide or make sure you practically have a whole army protecting you (or one/a few of his younger siblings)

Furious, why the hell weren’t you being protected?! Everyone can feel the anger radiating off him, the atmosphere is extremely tense. His siblings all know to stay away from him because he’s snapping at everyone, or giving them a glare that could quite literally kill them

He spends a bit thinking, then goes to do something himself. He tries to think rationally and keep his calm exterior, but his actions are a bit rash, especially for him

He can’t really compose/organize his thoughts and he becomes a bit clumsy. Overall it just throws him off because he didn’t expect this to happen

Once again, it’s fortunate it’s Katakuri, being the second son means he’ll get help from his family- although he probably won’t take it. He’ll want to get you back by himself and he’ll be more than ready to take a ship alone and get you back

He’ll be off to get you the second day that you don’t return. You have to hold him back and assure him the Strawhats didn’t hurt you unless you want a replay of his fight with Luffy. Just tell him you’re okay and to leave them alone and you want to go home, and Katakuri will have you in the boat and heading back without a second thought

He holds you the entire trip back, and carries you to the doctor once you’re back- no matter how many times you assured him you’re okay. He’ll be similar to Perospero once you’re back, hiding in his room with you. Cuddling and kisses mostly, he has you join him for his merienda that day. That night he stays up later just watching you and appreciating the moment and feeling of having you back in his arms (even if you were only away for 2 days)

Also very protective, he’s usually protective but now he refuses to let you be near a battle unless you have one of his siblings keeping an eye on you, he won’t trust you with any guards because they failed the first time

He’s the one who reacts the worst- angry, sad, scared, insulted, offended, embarrassed. He’s embarrassed that he let you be captured, insulted/offended because he thinks the Strahats think he’s so weak they thought they could take you. He’s sad because he can’t find you now, and scared because he’s worried you’ll get hurt or worse, or that he won’t be able to get you back. Deep down Cracker is a very emotional person and no one can change my mind

He yells a lot and demands help from his siblings and Big Mom, but unfortunately he’s the 10th son so he won’t be as big of a priority as it was with Perospero, but he is a favorite child so that counts for something. Pudding is most likely to be the one who worries the most, seeing as she wants love too- she’s actually the one who wants to help her brothers the most in this scenario

He would’ve gone to get you, but you returned before because you had finally gotten the Strawhats to understand that you were choosing to stay with the Big Mom pirates. He went out and was more than ready to fight Luffy again, but he just had to see you then he was running to make sure you’re okay- you’re his first priority even before revenge

He picks you up and twirls you around while hugging you, he frantically checks you for any injuries- then you have to hold his hand and push him inside before he fights someone

He does get some harsh trash talk in though

Yes he shows you he missed you with sex, but aftercare is lots of cuddles where he promises to never let someone take you again and to do better, to be better for you

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sanjithesimp · 3 years ago

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We won’t be heard here pt.2

Sanji x fem reader

A/n: This is the second part of my other fic that I wrote about Zoro, because as some of you I wanted to know what actually happened that night with Sanji, and what triggered Zoro to be like that hehe. You can read part one here:

part 1

w.c: 1.8k words

WARNING: NSFW (minors DNI)

T.W: dry humping, alcohol.

summary: sinful night that the reader regrets, or does she? ;)

playlist suggested to listen while you read this <3

You were trying to sleep, remembering what Zoro had said before you both went back to your respective rooms. Memories of what had happened a few weeks ago came to your mind even though you tried to erase them completely.But they kept coming back. You were all alone with Sanji, or apparently it was just the two of you taking care of the Sunny while everyone else was resting in their respective rooms.

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He had been flirting with you lately, saying his usual cheesy stuff. And complementing you over and over. Ever since you joined the crew, he had always been extra flirty with you. Touching you at any opportunity he had.

And you actually kind of had feelings for him, but that was all before you started secretly dating Zoro. You really didn’t understand why you had to hide your relationship to others. You both got the best out of each other. But Zoro made you promise that you wouldn’t tell anyone about it until you both felt like this was definitely going to work completely. This sometimes made you feel bad but you tried to trust him and your relationship.

That night, you weren’t really feeling well. You had recently had your first fight with Zoro, you both said terrible things to each other, that both of you knew that you would regret saying. You tried to be strong but deep down you were devastated, but you decided to be strong and not cry about it.

You were sitting on deck, while you hugged your legs and looked at how the moon lit the ocean. You could hear the waves crash and make a beautiful sound.

“Beautiful isn’t it?” Sanji said walking towards you and sitting next to you.

“It is, I was always afraid of the ocean at night but it is really amazing”You said as you continued looking at it.

“One of the many wonders of being a pirate,” Sanji said as he lit up his cigarette.

You smiled and looked at him. He was a very handsome guy, and he made smoking the hottest thing on earth. The way he would always wear fancy clothes and the way he would unbutton his shirt and roll up his sleeves. It made him look even better.

“Hey, are you still there?” He asked you, suddenly bringing you back to the present. You felt the heat on your cheeks, feeling embarrassed for what you were thinking just a moment ago.

Remember Zoro is your boyfriend. You reminded yourself, completely erasing all those thoughts you had about Sanji. And even though you were still pissed at him you couldn’t be thinking about another man like that. It didn’t feel right.

“Yes, I’m sorry I must be falling asleep” You said and continued looking at the ocean.

“I may be able to help you with that, follow me” He said and helped you stand up, to then walk to the kitchen.

He then made some coffee for both of you, and started talking. He started telling you all about the adventures they had before you joined the crew, about his dream to find the all blue. The glow in his face when he talked about it made your heart melt. You also told him about your dreams and goals, how you had always wished to be a pirate and to set sail, get to see the world.

You knew some tension was building up, and you were about to make a mistake. And for some reason you were very tempted to do it. You were already very close to each other. Sanji would sometimes place his hand on your arm or your thigh, it felt like it burned every time he placed his fingertips on your skin.

“Would you like some wine?” Sanji suddenly interrupted your thoughts.

“Yes, I would, thanks” You said, shaking your head and trying to think straight.

You have a boyfriend. You reminded yourself again, trying to stop getting any ideas about you and Sanji.

Sanji brought two glasses and poured the wine. And offered one to you. You took a sip and you thought it was the best wine you had ever tasted in your life. It was sweet and fresh, not dry at all.

“It is amazing, wow!”You said and Sanji laughed at your reaction.

“It is my favorite wine, but just so you know, I don’t share it with everyone” He gave you this look that made you falter and get flustered. Having to turn away as you felt the heat on your cheeks.

After what could have been half a bottle or even more, you felt so relaxed. It was as if you didn’t have anything to worry about, and you felt especially happy. You had completely forgotten about why you were feeling down.

Sanji brought a hand to your waist and pulled you closer. Your lips collapsing with his, he tasted like cigarettes and that sweet wine. His tongue slowly started making his way into your mouth, exploring it and playing with your tongue. His breathing and yours had increased, and you could hear his heart beating fast as his hands moved all over your body, savoring every minute as he had you close. It was all he had been wishing for since he first saw you. And now it was really happening.

He knew he could never have a chance with you, or at least that was what he thought when he saw you getting closer and closer with Zoro. That stupid marimo, he would never treat you the way I would. He thought whenever he would see you together laughing or hugging. Sanji knew that you were together, even if you were keeping it a secret. He would see the way Zoro would look at you. Or the times you would go and hide somewhere together thinking that no one would see you.

But now, Sanji was holding you in his arms, kissing your soft lips just as he had imagined a couple of hundred times. And it felt even better than he thought. The sweet moans you let out whenever he bit your lips. Or the way you felt against his chest. It was heaven.

After it started escalating, he pulled you to the back of the kitchen. You couldn’t get enough of each other. Then he sat on a small chair he had there.

“We won’t be heard here” He said under his breath and then you smiled while you sat on his lap.

“I don’t care” You said and continued kissing him while tearing his shirt apart, buttons falling to the floor. You placed your hands on his bare chest, it was strong and warm. You wanted to stay there forever like that.

You could feel the heat on your core as the kisses got more intense, Sanji nipping the skin on your neck, and squeezing your breasts. You were a mess, and he hadn’t really touched you, you needed him to touch you, so you decided to make a move. See how he would react.

You then started grinding on his strong thigh, feeling the friction of the fabric of his pants with your wet cunt. Getting a loud moan from Sanji, that vibrated all over your body making you bite your lip to the point where it almost bled. His hands now were on your waist to get a grip and feel you as you continued moving your hips and pleasing yourself.

“You look so beautiful like this, Y/n '' He said as he left a trail of kisses from your neck to your chest, slowly taking off your shirt and then unclasping your bra, and now you could feel each other's heartbeats and warmth.

Sanji then slid his hand all the way to wear your cunt was and moved your panties aside, feeling the heat and your slit. He took some of your juices on his fingers and brought them to his mouth, tasting you, sucking every single drop of it.

“Babe, you taste so fucking good” he whispered in your ear, almost making you cum from the way he said it, his lips grasping your ear. Then he slid his hand back to your cunt, his fingers moving at a delicious pace inside you, his thumb rubbing your clit sending electric shocks all over your body.

You moaned his name over and over, letting him know how good he was making you feel, you moved your hand to his pants, gently pressing to were his dick was feeling how hard he was for you. He groaned against your skin as he felt your hand on his length.

So you decided to unzip his pants and slide your hand under his boxers, he was already dripping with cum and from the way he moaned as soon as you touched the tip, he was needy and desperate. You then retrieved your hand and spat on it, and then moved your hand back to under his boxers and started pumping up and down his dick, from the base to the tip. Trying to find a rhythm between the way he was fucking you with his fingers and you pumping his cock.

The ocean waves crashing on the ship and your moans filled the room, and the way your bodies where intertwined. It was a sinful scene. And you both hoped that no one would see you or hear you.

You felt your orgasm building up, as the coil on your belly would break at any moment. And you knew Sanji was close too. But you wanted to savor this last moments, before it would be over and you would go back to your normal lives.

Sanji started moving his fingers in a heavenly way, moving in and out of you, and hitting deeper and deeper inside your walls, touching that sweet spot that made you see the stars.

While you pumped his cock picking up the pace, while he groaned and moaned your name over and over. And seconds later spilling his cum all over your hand while your juices soaked his pants and his fingers which he then brought to your mouth for you to lick them clean, and taste yourself.

“You’re such a good girl.” He said as he watched you suck his fingers clean. And then he kissed you and held you close as you both recovered from your high.

You promised yourself you would never tell a soul about what happened that night. It would go with you to the grave, as nobody needed to know it. What Sanji and you had done, would only happen once.

You have a boyfriend. You reminded yourself as your head rested on Sanji’s chest.

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prioritysope · 4 years ago

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Stressed

Reader: Female Character: Nanami Kento Rating: Explicit Summary: After a long day at the office, Nanami Kento returns to the house he shared with you. You noticed how stressed he looks and as the good wife of the Yakuza’s leader, you wanted to relax him in the best way possible. Tags: Mafia AU, Established Relationship, Blowjob, Rough Oral sex (m. receiving), Praise, Degradation, Size Kink, Corruption Kink, Daddy Kink, Spitting.

"How was all the work, darling?" You spoke in a high tone, as your husband had just arrived from his business. You didn't get any response from him. You were in the living room, laying back, going from movie to movie on Netflix because you couldn't find anything interesting to watch.

You heard Kento's heavy footsteps, until you saw him enter the room. By his expression, you already knew something had happened. Without thinking twice, you got up from the couch, approaching your tall husband. His tie was somewhat discarded, it had some traces of blood, which you prayed were not his. Nanami had his eyes fixed on you, watching every move you made. The work was more stressful than usual, and being with you was his great salvation. You are always on his mind, even when he has to murder someone. You were his ray of sunshine, in his dark life.

"I'm just stressed, honey." Was his response, cupping your cheeks with his big hands. Gently, he locked his lips onto yours. You responded instantly, bringing your hands to your husband's chest.

Anyone would be surprised how soft Nanami is when he is with you. He feels that by your side, he can be someone normal. You are like home to him, his everything. Kento would do anything for you, even kill someone for you. All because you are his little treasure. Since he met you, he has thought that he is a pirate and you are the treasure that he longed for so much every day. You were the only one who could keep him sane.

"I know how to help you with that, baby." You whispered over the blonde's plump lips. Your hands descended from his chest to his belt. You maintained eye contact with his brown eyes, which were looking at you with full lust, adoration and a raised eyebrow; waiting for some other move on your part.

Nanami didn't say any other words while you dedicated yourself to stripping him of his lower part. He bit his lower lip, feeling how the arrousal took control little by little of his body and mind. Now Nanami could only think of having you on your knees in front of him, your lips wrapping around his cock as he keeps trying to get you to take it all down your throat. It was incredible the control you had over his body and how you could get him to be aroused to the fullest. You were so small compared to him, that he just wanted to take care of you, but he also thought about how to destroy you completely and that you are only a slut who thinks only about his cock.

"Are you going to make daddy feel good, pretty girl?" He took your chin between his thumb and index finger, making you look into his eyes again. Kento placed his thumb on your lower lip, making you open your mouth and take his finger, sucking gently as you nodded, without breaking eye contact with him.

After a few seconds, you broke eye contact, looking down at Nanami's pants. You had intentions of throwing yourself to the floor, when your husband took you by the neck, slightly squeezing your throat. You felt like you were short of breath, but in a good way. Your face and Kento's were millimeters apart, lips brushing and their breaths mingling. He was looking at you in a way, as if he could look right through you.

"Use your big girl words, bunny." Kento whispered against your lips, taking your lower lip between his teeths, sucking on it with some harshness, eliciting a soft moan from you. A smirk was reflected on his lips when he heard it, any sound coming from your lips, they were music to his ears.

"Yes, I want to make daddy feel good. I'll be a good girl." You responded instantly, feeling your cheeks heat up from the slight embarrassment and excitement of the whole situation. It was not the first time they did this, in this same situation. Whenever Nanami arrived stressed or somewhat angry, you let him take it out on the bed.

He hummed in approval of your words. Still with his hand around your neck, he brought his lips to yours again. Now her kiss was hotter, careless and with some trickles of saliva falling from the corner of your lips. You let out a moan between the kiss, so Nanami took the opportunity to introduce his tongue to your mouth. Their tongues danced, to see which one would dominate. After a while, they parted, leaving their foreheads together. Both were breathing open-mouthed from the intense make-out session.

"I want you on your knees, now." Nanami ordered, his voice hoarse and deep. Just by hearing his voice, your legs already looked like jelly.

Without saying anything else, you listened to him and knelt in front of him. Your hands stopped on the zipper of his pants, slowly pulling it down. The noise of the zipper was so exasperating, you just wanted to rip it off and pull down your husband's pants. Carefully, you lowered his pants, leaving only his boxer on. His erection was begging to be released. Just thinking of his thick cock made your mouth water. There was nothing you loved more than having your husband's cock in your mouth. Seeing his expressions from below was something so magical and exciting for you; not to mention the grunts, groans and moans from him.

Although many are surprised and think that Kento is someone quiet, also serious - you do not deny that - but in bed, he is someone totally different. The first time you were intimate, you were very surprised by how dominating and dirty his mouth is. He was your first time, everything was very special and he was very careful; however, he explicitly told you "I want to destroy and corrupt you, bunny."

You began to spread kisses over his still covered length while your eyes stared up. Nanami rolled his eyes towards the back of his head. Just seeing you like this was like seeing art in a museum, too perfect. You ran your hands up the blond's thighs, raising your hands back to the elastic of the boxer, lowering it slowly. His hard cock slammed against his lower abdomen. Tip somewhat red, with pre-cum coming out, some veins and a slight curve. That is what you would call a cute cock. Just by looking at it, you already wanted to have it deep in your throat.

Since you met Kento, he was always sincere about what he did and the danger you would run to be with him, even for five minutes and you were afraid, for obvious reasons. However, you thought that you should not judge him so quickly and decided to give yourself the opportunity to know him deeply. It was difficult to break through his hard wall that covered him, but little by little, Nanami allowed herself to enter his life and heart. Neither of them regretted anything. Despite being married to the leader of the huge mafia like the Yakuza, Nanami had a side that no one else sees, his soft side.

With your left hand you took his dick, stroking it slowly. You wanted to provoke him more, you wanted him to be aggressive and unload all of his stress on you. You loved the soft side of him, but the hard persona of him provoked things inside you that you couldn't explain. Nanami put his right hand on your head, stroking your head while you continued to jerk his cock, feeling him get harder and throbbing with each thrust of your hands.

"I swear if you don't put my cock in your mouth now, I'll do it myself, little one." He warned. One of his eyebrows was arched, not taking his eyes off you. You just gave him a challenging smile. You made that you were going to put it in your mouth; however, you passed a long lick to his balls, which elicited a loud growl from him. "I warned you." He hissed, then grabbing your hair with his left hand, making a ponytail and with his other hand he took his cock, giving it some strokes. Then he tapped your cheeks with the tip a couple of times.

"Open your mouth. Now." Nanami ordered again, and without saying anything, you obeyed him. You only heard him spit into your mouth, the drop falling into the center of your tongue. "I see you like it that way with you. You like that daddy treats you like a whore, huh." Without waiting any longer, he introduced his length into your mouth.

You started to breathe through your nose, so you don't run out of air. Your both hands rested on your husband's thighs, holding you there. First Kento began with slow movements, so that you would prepare yourself while you only prepared to make circles on the tip with your tongue. You loved the taste of him, you just wanted him to come deep in your throat.

"Fuck." Kento swears and throws his head back, the arousal in his blood quickly. A jolt pf pleasure runs down his spine and he bucks his hip, starting to thrust into your hot mouth until he finally hits the back of your throat. You look up at him with lust filled eyes, enjoying the sight of your boyfriend enjoying himself so much as you swallow around his cock. "My dirty little slut, who loves daddy’s cock so much - shit."

You still nodded with his cock in your mouth. Every time you felt it more in your throat. You never took your eyes off him. You loved Nanami's expressions every time they fucked. It was something so exciting and amazing. Who would not enjoy seeing the expressions that their partner makes in sex? From Kento's lips came a wave of praises mixed with degradation, making your core throb. You brought your thighs together, looking for some friction to release some tension.

"You're going to swallow it all, right, my pretty cumslut?" He grunted hoarsely. He followed his thrusts against your throat. Even if it hurt and you felt that it was being completely abused, you were your his good girl and you would take whatever he offers you.

You could tell that he was close to coming, his cock throbbing against your tongue and his movements were more careless, without any control. Plus he always used to be more vocal when his orgasm is close.

Nanami cums down your throat with a row of whimpers, making you choke on his cock as he holds your head in place until he overstimulation becomes to much and he pulls away with a load groan.

"There you go, don't drop anything, baby." He said while panting hardly. His blond hair fell across his sweaty forehead, flushed cheeks, and chest rising and falling rapidly.

"I love you, Kento." You said on his lips, leaving a peak on his plump lips, still looking into his brown eyes that you loved so much.

And it was true, you loved this man madly. You felt lucky to be married to him, to just have him in your life. Sleeping together and sometimes waking up next to him, with his arms around your waist while his face hides in your neck.

"I love you more, Y/N." He responded with a small smile and he quickly pulls you more close to him, pressing his lips against yours before he start kissing you like a man starved, while his hands roamed your curves.

#prioritysope🦋#nanami x reader #nanami kento #jujutsukaisen #prioritysope.jujutsu #nanami x you #nanami smut #nanami simp

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lunavadash-creates · 4 years ago

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Your The real pleasure story got me idea of AC character walking on reader changing clothes and getting surprised and embarrassed, but spotting a tattoo on reader's ribs and since it surprised them even more, they couldn't help but checking out reader?

Could you make it for Altair, Edward and Shay, since they're my favorite and maybe for someone of your choice?

Since I have tattoo on my ribs myself I know it makes people peeking on it without even knowing. And let's be honest, tattoos since forever were relating to outlaws and God forbid any normal and decent woman has one. My granny refused speaking to me for 4 freaking days after she found out I have tattoo because in her opinion I look like someone who is straight out of prison..

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Hello Knifey!

Sorry it took a few days I’m a bit slow lately ;; Also when I start writing it, it turned out a little bit different but it’s still about a reader with a rib tattoo. I hope you will like this little thing.

Also, I don’t have a tattoo myself but I adore looking at other people tattoos because they are all little works of art. So don’t worry about people being weird about it. It’s your skin, your tattoo and you can do whatever you want with it! Don’t let others tell you how to live your life!

Ayyway - here is the lil thing:

Altaїr

“Why would you stain your body like that?” Altaїr looked at you with a frown, after he spotted a tattoo covering a good part of your ribs. He was unfamiliar with that practice and people around tended to call tattooing a sin that was changing the Gods creation. Altaїr had never been a believer, especially since he saw the Apple, but he couldn’t help the disapproving tone of his voice.

“Stain?” You asked, mimicking his expression. “It’s not a stain! It’s a work of art!” You exclaimed angrily. He wasn’t the first person disapproving of your life choices, treating you like a worse kind of person only because you had a little bit of ink inside of your skin. You knew they were all wrong, but you had hoped that a person like Altaїr wouldn’t judge you. Yet, it appeared you were wrong.

Altaїr hadn’t said another word and let you leave the room.

He came back to you after a few hours, when you were preparing to go to sleep. You were still angry at your friend for his words, and it led to a minor injury during training that left you a little bruise on your arm.

“I never intended to upset you.” Those words knocked you out of your thoughts, so you turned around with an accusing look on your face.

“Don’t you knock?!”

“I did,” Altaїr was still standing near the door with a bowl of dates in his hands. “I came to…apologize. I’m not familiar with people stai- tattooing their bodies. But I am not judging you nor think lower of you.” He promised as he finally came closer, to put dates on your nightstand, next to your weapon.

“I’m sorry too. I shouldn’t outburst at you like I did. I just heard people accusing me of the weirdest things because of that tattoo.”

Altaїr nodded, accepting your apologies and soon you were sitting on the floor, eating fruits and talking about the future, novices, assassins, war, crusades… It was until Altaїr finally asked you the very thing he wanted to ask since he saw your tattoo.

“Can I see it again?” He asked and you, after a second of hesitation, raised your clothes to show him. Altaїr stretched his arm towards you and then you felt his warm fingers tracing the lines of your tattoo.

“It suits you well.”

Shay

“Oi, were you a pirate?”

With a frown you looked at Shay, that was casually leaning against the doorframe, watching you change your clothes. You really didn’t want to walk around in those kinds of clothes among the crew. You preferred the casually, comfortable clothes you could work and, most importantly, fight in.

“Why? Are you afraid I will steal your gold and sell it for a bottle of rum?”

“Ha! Very funny! As if you could steal from me! But I saw ya tattoo. So, were you a pirate?” He asked again, watching you like a hawk, After all, so many people wanted and tried to kill him, no wonder he was cautious around everyone, except Grandmaster. You joined the Templars only a few months ago.

“No, I have never been a pirate, but I saw them. When I was little I saw them with their bodies covered by tattoos, they looked like giant maps of undercover secrets and I just… I just wanted it too.” With a shrug, you put last piece of clothing over your body.

Shay had been looking at you with a grin, sparkles in his eyes as he finally took a few steps closer. His fingers brushed over your tattooed skin as he pulled you closer.

“You wanted to become a map of undercover secrets… Well, I have always wanted to be an adventurer. I think we may actually have a lot of fun together.” Just as he said it you felt a shiver going through your spine.

On that day you discovered he was both an adventurer and an owner of a tattoo kink.

Edward

“Nice ink you have there!” Edward said with a grin. You were both messy and tired after a fight and your clothes got torn, so now they were exposing part of a tattoo on your ribs. “Watcha got there?”

“Why? Want to copy me, pal?” You asked, dusting off sand and dirt of your skin. You could really use a bath, but you had to wait for Jackdaw to get the hell out of this godforsaken island.

You earned another grin as Edward suddenly took of remains of his shirt, exposing his tanned skin, almost fully covered in ink. You hardly suppressed a gasp as you saw his handsome, muscular body. You knew the bastard had a lot of tattoos but not that many.

“If ya find some free space.”

“Yeah, I guess your pale ass has some space on it,” You said and almost immediately regretted those words as you saw Edward turning around.

“Jaysus, mate, don’t you dare flash your ass at my face!” You screamed and throw a fistful of sand at him when you heard his loud laughter. Fucking pirates.

“So, now it’s your time. Show me what you got there.”

After a roll of your eyes, you finally tore off your shirt. It was hanging on a few threads anyway and way beyond saving point. Edward examined your body, looking at the tattoo with interest sparking in his blue eyes. It took him a little bit of time and you were about to throw another joke at him when he finally spoke.

“Suits you well. Not really my type of a tattoo but it’s perfect for ya.”

“Oh yes. Because you prefer to have a giant fucking hourglass tattooed on your nipple. Your taste in ink is questionable, Kenway.”

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phantom-ellie · 2 years ago

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To Wit: Macarena!

“How do you feel about the French?”

“Fuck the French. Good loot, squeal when they die. Stores smell like shit, all that cheese-”

“I meant culture, Edward.”

“Well, why didn’t you say so? I try to think about it as little as possible while I’m stealing all that cheese.”

There’s laughter as Ed buries his face in Stede’s neck, arms around each others’ waists, swaying back and forth to silence.

“I could teach you to minuet.”

“Sounds like a dance for assholes.”

“Maybe it’s the dance for you, then. What about the courante?”

“We could cour-not.”

“And the gigue?”

“Makes me wanna gag.”

Ed knows Stede wants to scold him but he’s giggling and beaming instead, cheeks pink from brandy. They’ll both regret it in the morning. But now? Dance lessons.

Of course, Ed doesn’t really care to learn these fancy dances, not anymore. Who’s he going to impress? The only one whose opinion he cares about is already in his arms, eyes closed and humming along to an imaginary orchestra. But a little romance, a little foreplay, they never hurt, do they?

“Stede, let me spin you, I’m gonna…” Ed raises Stede’s left hand with his right and spins him around, like they’ve practiced maybe forty times tonight. Stede sways off balance and Ed has to catch him.

Stede pants a bit. “There’s the Allemande. It’s German.”

“I thought you were teaching me fancy French dances.”

“It is French, ‘Allemande’ means ‘German’ in French. So it’s both. I think?”

“I’m not learning a dance that doesn’t even know what it is.”

Stede giggles again. “You’re a terrible student, Ed.”

Ed kisses him on the nose. “Maybe you should be teaching me how to learn.”

“That doesn’t make any sense!” Stede kisses him back.

They both stop simultaneously and hold each other for a few seconds, feeling the buzz of alcohol rush through their heads.

“What about you, Ed? Do you know any special dances?” Stede asks with a whisper, playing with the top of Ed’s shirt.

“Oh yeah, loads of dances. Secret pirate dances, you wouldn’t believe how good I am at dancing.” Ed puffs out his chest a bit in the way he knows Stede finds endearing.

Stede smiles fondly. “Well, it’s only fair that you show me some, isn’t it? If I’m going to be a pirate?”

“You’re already a pirate, you don’t need to dance like one.”

Stede leans in and brushes his lips against Ed’s. “Maybe I want to.”

Ed huffs and stands back, shaking off his arms and legs a bit. “Well, maybe I can show you one. Just so you don’t embarrass yourself.”

“You mean during a raid?”

“Yeah, a raid. Wouldn’t want to look like a shitty pirate in front of the French.”

“You mean if, during a raid, I stopped swashbuckling and just… busted a move on the deck?”

Ed nods encouragingly. “Yes, just like that. I’d clear a spot, keep them off you. Maybe a six-foot radius where you could go to town.”

“Get me ten feet and I think I could really groove.” They look at each other for all of three seconds before bursting into laughter.

“Groove!” Ed gasps, holding his stomach with both arms.

Stede is also doubled over, one hand on the wall to hold himself up. “I could hold on to the railing and ghost ride the whip!”

“No!” Ed is gasping, his abdomen really hurts laughing at that image. He tries to calm himself down. “No, you couldn’t, not with… not with the pirate dance I’m gonna teach ya.”

Stede looks up at him, eyes shining. “You’re really going to teach me something?”

“Fuck yeah, come over here. Stand up straight.”

Stede does his best to follow those simple directions, but it’s getting harder the drunker they get.

“Now this dance… it’s an important dance to pirate culture. All pirates know it.”

“Does Izzy know this dance?”

“Fuck yeah, Izzy knows all about it, taught it to him my fuckin’ self.”

“No, I don’t believe you.”

“Ask him to show you later.”

“I think I’ll call him in now.” Stede makes for the door with a menacing laugh, but Ed grabs an arm and pulls him back.

“Don’t bring him into this, Stede! Now, this is very complicated.”

Stede takes a deep breath and stands straight, looking like he’s going to explode into laughter at any second.

“The first thing you do is, you take your left arm, and you hold it straight out front like this.” Ed demonstrates.

Stede’s eyebrows furrow and he plops his left arm out in mid-air, hand drooping lazily at the end of it.

“No Stede, you gotta put it out there like you fuckin’ mean it."

Stede nods and narrows his eyes, and this time thrusts his left arm straight forward and hits it mid-air as if it’s the most serious thing he’s done in his life.

“Fuck yeah, that’s great. Now you leave the arm out, and to the same thing with the other one, like this.”

With all seriousness the situation is due, Ed and Stede are now facing each other, arms straight out at one another. Stede’s face cracks and he smiles, wiggling his fingers.

“Ok, ok, you don’t do that. You flip your hands over one at a time like this, see?”

Stede does so, torso shaking with suppressed laughter.

“Ok that’s the first bit. Now… you put your left hand on your right shoulder… no, leave the other arm up, you keep the arm you aren’t moving still or it doesn’t look right. Then your right hand on your left shoulder. Look serious, mate, this is a serious dance!” Ed is shaking with laughter now, too. “We aren’t even halfway done yet!”

“I’d hope not, or I’d wonder if this was a dance at all! Are you sure you aren’t making this up?”

“No, Stede, I’m not, this is real shit. Take it from the top.”

They do the first three moves over again and finish with their hands on their own shoulders.

“Good job. Ok, so now you put your left hand behind your head, and then your right hand…”

“I like this bit, I can see your tummy.”

“And then you move your left hand and then your right over your stomach, see?”

“Aww, you covered it.” Stede frowns in disappointment. “I miss your belly button already.”

“Focus Stede, this is the dance of my people.”

“I said the same about the Jive but we all know how that little lesson ended!”

“We won’t have to replace the table after this one, I promise, now get your left hand on your hip, or it’s your ass!”

“Is it my hip or my ass?”

“Hip! Left arm to left hip, right arm to right hip!”

“Fine!” Stede indeed has his hands on his hips now, eyes glaring at Ed but mouth still twitching into a smile at the corners.

“Good.” Ed takes a couple of breaths. “Good. That’s mostly it. Once your hands are on your hips you just do a… little jump! To the left.” He demonstrates. Stede copies him, and how they’re facing away from each other.

“Okay, now what? I can’t see you anymore, Ed.”

“Now you do the same moves again, same order. Keep hopping to the left after you get your hands on your hips. See?”

Stede turns around to watch Ed demonstrate the entirety of the dance.

“You look… quite fearsome,” he whispers.

“You think so?”

“Absolutely, I do.”

Ed turns around to look at Stede, who isn’t smiling. He’s staring Ed straight in the eyes.

Ed brushes back his hair with his hand, trying to look smooth. “Think it would look scary during a raid?”

Stede breaks again, entire body shaking as the smile spreads on his face again. Ed knows he should pretend to be upset, but god he loves that smile, he loves it more than he loves breathing, or pooping.

“Maybe we’ll have to try it. Together.” Stede takes a step back, bumping up against the table. He pushes himself up onto the edge, giving Ed a wink. The dance pretense is over.

Ed walks up to where Stede is sitting and pulls him into a greedy kiss, feeling Stede wrap his legs around Ed’s waist. He starts giggling through the kisses as Ed feels Stede’s arms out straight, then crossed against his back, then behind his head, then joining his knees around Ed’s middle.

“You fuckin’ stop it,” Ed gasps between breaths.

“It’s not my… fault I’m… such a good… fucking student…” Stede mumbles between kisses before burying his head in Ed’s neck.

“The best at fucking at least.” Ed grabs Stede’s legs and lifts him off the table, carting him towards the bed, knowing it is another move he’ll regret in the morning.

He lays Stede down on his back and straddles between his legs, hair falling in Stede’s face. Stede draws a line down Ed’s chest with his finger.

“Do you think…?” Ed waits for Stede to tell him what he thinks, about what Stede wants from him, what will get Stede off tonight, how Stede can please him in return.

“Yeah, love?”

“Think we can get Izzy in here to demonstrate the dance?”

“Ugh, Stede!” Ed huffs and gets off of him, standing up.

Stede groans. “Aw, Ed, I was just teasing.”

Ed turns around and gives Stede a menacing smile.

“And just for that, I know what punishment you’re getting.” He makes for the cabin door.

“Ed, what is it?”

Ed throws it open and yells. “Izzy! Israel Hands, you’re needed here right now for a fucking demonstration!”

“Ed, no!” Stede gasps. “Are you serious? Is this real right now?”

Ed leans against the wall with a cocky grin.

“You’re about to find out, my love.”

And they both fall into peals of laughter as they hear the loud, plodding bootsteps of their first mate descending angrily towards them.

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vemuabhi · 4 years ago

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Wait... somebody hold my pasta! Requets are opennnn! Bello, how are you?? I hope you are doing well!

I was wondering if I could ask for a Killer x Reader fic! I thought like, the reader is the new cook and Killer keeps hovering around like she's poisoning the food idk hahaha In reality, he just wants to be around, but doesn't know how to tell her.

Any special touches are so welcome! And please, take your time writing. I know you are swamped with requests and I'm not going anywhere haha Sorry for the gigantic ask!!

Thank you! Wishing you all the inspiration and love! 💙

Hello author san! Im happy to see you here in my box! This is my very first time writing for our favourite Pastaboy!! Im so excited to write for him. I hope its good and I hope you like it @holykillercake swan~~

MR. MASK

Pairing: Killer X Reader

Warning: none. Its Killer fluff!!

Word count: 2.3K

Likes/votes, comments, shares/reblogs are appreciated!

Summary : being the new cook of the Kidd pirates, comes with a very suspicious and also a curious mask dude.

"Yes. I know that and I added extra sugar for Kidd", you replied to the mask dude who was telling you, the official cook for the crew, how to make coffee for the captain.

"Just making sure", he said and started to make pasta.

"I could make it for you", you said.

"Its alright. I can do it myself. You can now go and serve the coffee to the gang", he replied without even looking at you.

'This jerk... why the hell is he like this?', you cursed under your breath and went to the rowdy gang. Mornings were the only time of the day, the assholes didn't drink.

"Heat! Wire! Wake up!!", you knocked the door and went inside. The roomies had a drowsy look on their faces. But ofcourse these two and Killer mostly stayed up guarding the ship.

Then you went to Kidds cabin and knocked once before entering.

"Captain, wake up", you said and carefully placed the hottest mug on the side of the night stand. He just grunted and turned. You knew, once Kidd woke up his drink would turn warm. So his was extra hot than others.

Once when a traitor was about to kill Kidd in his sleep, the first mate used the boiling hot coffee which was on the captains stand just in time. So... its not only a drink but also a weapon.

You quickly handed the rest of the crew, their mugs and went to the kitchen to brew the stew for the breakfast. Yes ofcourse it was wished by Kidd himself the day before.

You saw the first mate eating his pasta peacefully with his mask on. Before you were the cook, he cooked for the crew and this became his habbit to eat before the crew. He never removed his mask. Not once he revealed his face.

It would be a lie, if you said you weren't interested how he looked like and why he wore his mask always. But slowly you got used to him and his behaviour around you.

He always told you what to add and always asked what you were making. His special interest to the ingredients was weird. He looked at the ingredients and cut them for you everytime. As if you'd poison the food, if he wasn't around.

You were getting pissed by his actions day by day. You went to the stove and continued to stir the stew.

The breakfast was hectic with the rowdy crew and their massive appetite. You did feel someone staring at you once in a while. There would be 2 people if you felt like someone is staring at you. One being heat and other, the blond. Heat sat beside you, so you knew it wasnt him. And you made sure Heat could over come his shyness and ask you for food instead of staring.

You turned to look at Killer and yes, his mask was facing you. You shook your head and continued to eat the food.

And after a bit of training with Heat and Wire, you went to the kitchen to make lunch.

You got irritated when you saw the vegetables already cut. It was the work of Killer and you couldn't do anything but to sigh. You quickly started to mix the already cut veggies with the spices.

Making the Lunch was a bit peaceful. Because during this time, Killer and Kidd used to talk about some upcoming events and handled some paperwork. Sometimes they would build machines or new types of weapons.

The dinner was again a bit difficult. You could cut the vegetables this time but, he'd come to the kitchen and ask you what you were making. Sometimes he used to read books during this time. Sometimes it felt weird if... he wasn't in the kitchen.

Just like everyday after dinner, you now sat in the kitchen alone and looked at the new recipes, thinking what to make tomorrow. And like a routine, Heat came towards the Kitchen and stared at you for a few seconds before calling you.

"Hey.. Y/N", you immediately looked at him and knew what he was about to say. So you got up and went towards the fridge.

"Can I have any leftover dessert you made today", he asked as you closed the door with the dessert in your hands.

Walking towards him you placed the food before him and sat opposite to him.

He smiled happily and took a bite of the dessert and started to eat it with delight.

Yes you loved to see people enjoy the food you make. So you always made sure to save a portion for him.

You decided to ask Heat the question you had for months.

"Heat, can I ask you something"

He swallowed the dessert in his mouth and nodded.

"So... its actually about Killer", you said. Heat curiously leaned over to listen to you.

So, actually.. i feel like he is really suspicious of whatever I do and its really bothering me", you said before closing the cook book and sitting straight.

"How can he be so suspicious even after I am here for more than 4 months. I mean, if he has any problem with me, he needs to tell me right. What should I do? ", you ended with an ask and looked at him curious eyes.

He took another bite of the dessert and started to think carefully.

Finally he answered by saying, "I am pretty sure Killer is not doubting you. Maybe its better if you ask him"

"Why do you think its not the case?"

"Well, if it was... you wouldn't be alive. Its as simple as that."

'Damn that makes perfect sense. Why didn't I think like that', you mentally facepalmed yourself.

"Y/N, I believe there is something else. Why not just ask him", he suggested taking another bite.

"Yeah... thanks", you smiled at him and leaned back into your chair as you continued, "ill do that"

But ofcourse. It wasn't that easy to ask Killer. So a few days passed and one evening, the crew reached an island.

After docking, Kidd wanted to get drunk and fight other drunkards in the bar. Thinking it was a good chance to slip out of the place. The island was beautiful and the stars started to twinkle in the sky.

You walked aimlessly in the streets, which were a bit dark but still were beautiful. You didn't have to be scared. You are strong. One of the Kidd pirates. The one who always trains with the super soldiers heat and wire.

Then a park caught your attention. Walking in it you saw a slide.

'Ha... memories', you thought as you walked towards it.

The next thing you knew was you climbing up on the slide. You were ready to slide down it then you noticed the mask staring at you. You didn't know what to do. Your mind was blocked with the embarrassment. Still you slid down. Oh my... the 2 seconds slide was definitely awkward.

Both of you were so silent and just kept staring at eachother, with a blank expression.

You swore you could see his shoulders shaking. Was he... trying to hold back his laughter?

"What is so funny?", you asked with your cheeks flushed pink.

Damn he turned to another side to avoid looking at you, while he still tried to hold his laugh.

"I.. I just felt like... playing because its been a while", you tried to explain yourself while folding your arms. Then he slowly turned to look at you.

"I... didn't ask you anything", he said folding his arms.

"Tsk... why did you come here anyway?", you asked but you didn't receive any answer. You started to walk towards the swing now. He quietly followed you a few steps behind. Well you got caught so, there is no reason to hide or sacrifice the urge to play.

You sat on the swing and looked at him slowly coming towards you.

"Killer! Push the swing up high", you asked.. more like ordered.

He stood behind you in a blink of an eye and pushed the swing forward. It had been so long since you played like this.

The cool breeze felt so good. You chuckled as soon as he pushed you a bit higher. Oh how it felt like music to his ears.

After a while you asked him to stop it. You tripped as you felt a bit dizzy after swinging for so long. Ofcourse Killer was there to make sure you didn't fall down. You tapped his shoulder and made him to sit on the swing.

"Now It's your turn", you declared.

"Woah, you don't have to", he said but you didn't care and pushed the swing forward. If Killer didn't have his mask on, you could've looked at how he blushed at your actions.

Then you suddenly thought about what Heat told you. You decided it was the correct time to ask him as it was neither awkward nor anyone interrupted you two.

"So, Killer I wanted to ask you something for a while now", you saw that Killer definitely flinched when you said it.

"Wh..what is it?", he replied trying to keep him as calm as ever.

"Do you not trust me?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, you are always in the kitchen, asking me what I was doing, what I was adding, what ingredients I was using. It feels like you don't trust me", you pushed him again but he stopped to swing, by placing his legs on the ground.

"Oh no! I do trust you. I never thought you'd misunderstand my actions", he said facing you. You gave him a confused expression for which, he turned away and sighed.

"I was... trying to help you", he mumbled.

Your cheeks turned red at his answer. Then everything made sense. The way he always tried to make you know what the crew liked. How he cut veggies and other items for you. How he made his own pasta to lessen your work.

'God damn it! Now that I think, Ofcourse he was helping me', you started to curse yourself inside.

"So... you didn't knew it", his faced down looking at the ground beneath him.

"Im sorry. Killer please forgive me", you crouched before him and looked up at his mask. 'Aww how sad he seemed now.

"I'm sorry I didn't notice that you were helping me", you said taking his hand in yours.

"Its alright. It might've been my fault. I am this weird looking mask dude. No wonder you got scared"

"No no Killer. Its not because of your mask. Its not your fault. It was my fault. You are calm and collected. You always analyse things before hand. You solve fights between the crew members. You always did help me. You were always around me and made sure I didn't feel uncomfortable. You are an amazing cook and a great partner", you ended saying it.

Well with the last part you got carried away and got real close to his mask. As if you were kissing his mask.

Oh damn. You pulled back but... you were damn fricking sure, you saw shiney light blue eyes.

"Thanks Y/N", he said getting up and as you both still held hands, he pulled you up.

He placed his other hand on your waist to make sure you had balence before letting you go. He waved to you and started to walk towards the exit.

For some reason, you felt like, you'd really miss something if you just let him go now. As if... you'd not see him like always. Your legs worked their way and now you were running behind Killer.

"Killer stop!", you said and he tuned back to look at you. You couldn't stop your legs and almost tackled him down. But he was way too strong for you to tackle him down. So now, his arms were supporting you. Again!

You almost died with embarrassment but... you had to tell him.

"I didn't hate it", you said but he didn't reply. More like he didn't even know what to reply. Or... he didnt even understand what you meant.

"I didn't hate when you helped me. Infact I... liked it. Thanks for helping me then and also from now on too. So please do stay with me", you ended the sentence with looking down at the ground. It was quiet for a while.

'The fuck... why did it sound like a-'

"Is this a confession?", he asked

Your cheeks turned red at his question.

"Ah- I... But...", you struggled to come with an answer then you noticed his shoulders shaking again.

"Idiot! Dont laugh!", you shoved him back and started to walk away.

"Hey wait. No one dared to shove me and walk away", he said and followed you. You smirked at that and continued to walk with your head up.

He then continued, "Well.... except for Kidd, when he is on his period"

This shit made you to crack up and you laughed.

"Damn Kidd would kill you", you said as you placed your hand in his and you two continued to talk. You felt so warm in your heart when you held Killers hand.

Maybe something was about to start between you two.

Meanwhile in the bar of the island.

"*Achoo* I hope I didn't catch a cold", Kidd said as he snatched a drink from another person and started to make a ruckus in the bar.

XOXOXOXO

I hope you enjoyed reading this story. I hope I made justice to my very first Killer fic. I enjoyed writing so much for Killer. He is a comfort charecter of mine after Sanji. I tried so much to get a good plot for Killer.

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jiminrings · 3 years ago

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BALLOON ANIMAL ARTIST JK I JUST FEEL LIKE HE WOULD BE REALLY GOOD AT IT AND MAKE YOU A FLOWER THEN ASK YOU ON A DATE

baby i love u and your big sexy brain <3 welcome to waikiki meets hospital playlist dynamic ft. balloon artist!jk

“who’s a good baby? is it you? iS IT YOU????”

you’d be the first one to admit that you had an exhausting horrible night

being a nurse sUCKS the life out of you and as much as it’s fulfilling, you almost always feel the urge to admit yourself to the ER for being extremely fatigued

it’s all worth it!! it should be

after all, paying for a mansion in an exclusive village and sharing it with your friends doeS warrant some elbow grease

seokjin works in wall street and sometimes he comes home crying but it’s okay because you do have an expensive fridge that everyone worked overtime for <3

hoseok’s a veterinary assistant and is your trusty friend who always sends in pictures of the animals that come in to cheer you up while at work

namjoon’s a painter by passion and accountant by profession!! he does only come out with a few pieces at a time but mAN does it rake in the money

jimin’s a flight attendant and does everyone the pleasure of securing either free or discounted tickets, and bringing home unused airline towels to dry off the dishes!!

lastly, taehyung’s someone you can call a former trustfund baby or somewhat :O the last big chunk of money he spent from his fund was the downpayment and security deposit for this mansion!!!

it’s a long story and he’s currently all over the place but he’s finding regular jobs!! his latest gig was working at a high-end ice cream place but he immediately quit once he learned that he needed to put his back into it and not just scoop up ice cream like he did in his dreams :((

most importantly, taehyung has a baby :-)

he’s a dad!! a single one at that

it’s truly a LONG story but the bottomline is that he has nabi, his cutest little dumpling!! and he has all of you, his friends who didn’t hesitate to step up as nabi’s parents in a way too even if he didn’t ask any of you

you all love the chunky monkey so much that you’ve all taken the liberty to call him your baby at times and tae doesn’t even mind!! nabi’s so lucky (he hopes) to have him as a dad and his friends as his cool uncles and aunt

nevertheless, you indeed had a bad night working the night shift and came home to nabi’s birthday party just in time!! :D

he turned two years old at midnight and even if you weren’t physically present at the mansion like the guys were (they requested their leaves two months earlier) because of being understaffed, you were able to see him and tae blow out multiple cakes that each one bought him

seeing him giggle at your arms just by doing the bare minimum makes you full already <3

all your exhaustion is melted away because it’s your favorite toddler’s birthday party!! the party that you all insisted on shelling out for that made tae almost cry bc of how much you all love his son

“jimin i am not sewing your forehead up when you end up falling in the wrong angle,” you roll your eyes at him who’s currently doing backflips in the bouncy house that managed to fit in the mansion

“hoseok can!!” he yells back and backflips twice in a row, much to the actual children’s amusement and your worry

“i will NOT stitch you up! the thread i have is for the pregnant dogs only!!!”

everyone’s entertaining guests left and right, including taehyung who’s the dad of the little man of the hour :D

he keeps pointing at nabi who’s currently in your arms every ten seconds and it’s now your job to make him giggle every single time to wave at the people

“what do you want, monkey? do you want some ice cream? i won’t tell your dad,” you eagerly ask the wide-eyed baby in your arms, pointing at the ice cream cart that namjoon probably ordered

“no thank you!” nabi cutely aND politely declines, his head shaking no and his speech and pronunciation getting clearer day by day

most of the time though he says it like tHANK YEWWWW and you would immediately grin every time because it’s the cutest thing ever

“hmm, look at that!! face painting!! do you want some butterflies?”

you point at yet another station that you guess seokjin arranged, knowing that at some point into this party, he’d all drag you in here to get matching marks or something lol

nabi once again declines, his eyes searching around that makes you do the same on what you could do to entertain him

he has the same habit down like taehyung and loudly gASPS, pointing his finger and almost shrieking in excitement

“bawoo — balloon!!! balloon!!!”

it is now your life purpose to walk as fast as you could to this balloon station with nabi bouncing up and down your arm in excitement

jungkook’s having the time of his life here :D

normally he’s mostly called in the holiday season and occasionally at big birthday parties (the one where like two sides of the family share every baby’s first birthday party lmao) throughout the year!!

but he’s never had a client who requested him for a singular birthday party!! let alone at a hOUSE

ok maybe that was an understatement

he means a mansion

if he’s being quite honest, the mr. park jimin he spoke to on the phone sounded too kind that he just mistakened him for a party planner or something

he immediately said yes because he had no on-site bookings for that day, or even the week perhaps, and expected to stroll into a carnival in the middle of an executive village

aha :D jungkook is wrong :D

jimin met him by the front door wherein a lot of people are already crossing paths such as catering and not to mention the bouncy house you cAN’T miss, and just briefly touched in on the situation

“oh no, i’m not the dad, man — but thanks!! i’m his uncle. nabi’s dad is my friend, taehyung. and me and my friends, including taehyung, all live here. we’re all like family, basically.”

jungkook saw the other stations invited and he expected that his would have less children y’know?? bouncy house, ice cream station, facepainting, hotdog cart aND magic show???? yeah <3

but god is he wrong

the children are in a single-file line for hIM and his balloon artistry!!! the requests range from pretzels to pirate hats to chandeliers with the bulbs as smiley faces!!!

he’s managed to do all of them so far and he’s now made a decent dent on the line of children waiting for him

jungkook is a happy and content balloon artist :D

“EXCUSE ME! BIRTHDAY BOY COMING THROUGH!!”

oh my god what was that

you’re walking at full-speed and holler out, making sure to emphasize birthday boy because nuh-uh you and nabi will nOT line up for his own party <3 thank you very much

the children coo and the older kids coax the other ones to make way for the both of you to the front of the line, immediately plopping to a mini chair in front of the guy

“hiiii!!”

nabi drawls politely and waves his hand, making you do the same

“what a cute little thing,” the guy in front of you coos and it’s his voice that perhaps makes you melt a little, just seeing the top of his hair for now because he’s crouching down to be eye-level with nabi, “what can i do for you, little buddy?”

he toothily grins and straightens his posture, raising his eyes to look at who’s holding nabi in place and-

???????????????????

jungkook literally stops breathing for a second

“h-hi!! what can i do for you today?” jungkook squeaks, his eyes even more wide and curious to look at the prettiest girl he’s ever seen in his life

you’re sure that you were gonna stammer once you open your mouth so you don’t at all, instead focusing on nabi who’s on your lap

“what do you want, monkey?”

“nabi please! i want nABI!!! nabi nabi nabiiiiiiiiii-“

“yes. he wants nabi, please.”

jungkook nods fervently, his hands about to pluck ballons from his kit before he realizes to ask

“does he want his face? or like, his name? what colors do you want, bud?”

he’s not the least bit bothered at the choices in his head because you’re widening your eyes on what could this guy dO with just balloons, knowing to yourself that even pumping one is difficult work already

“oh! he wants nabi,” you clarify and jungkook tilts his head, mouth slightly agape at to what you’re trying to get at, “butterfly, i mean. nabi knows that his name means butterfly and he likes them a lot! don’t you, monkey?”

nabi nods so hard that it almost gives him a headache and jungkook wants to facepalm himself to the grave

“r-right! why didn’t i think of that?? because nabi means.... nabi....... right!! sorry, oh my god. o-oh! i meant oh my gosh. i uhm-...”

he’s a mess and he knows it, letting his hands take over and grab the same theme colors of blue and lavender from his bag to start on his work

kook tries not to lift his head up ever so often because you’d find him out instantly that he’s looking at you

so what he does instead is peer and coo at nabi every few seconds and tHEN look up at you because you also giggle whenever he giggles

he’s probably feeling pressure with the way your eyes are set on him too and what he’s doing that he pOPS a balloon right with his hands

“sorry, sorry! did i spook you?”

jungkook’s worried because he heard a collective gasp from the kids around him but his main priority is the birthday boy AND you

nabi’s shoulders rose and that’s about it

he shakes his head to himself, looking at you who’s carrying a curious gaze on your face that looks amused

“sorry. i-it’s just you’re so pretty and-“

he’s embarrassed himself in front of a pretty girl and her son and-

wait a second

the color just dRAINS from his face and he’s about to quit at the second

“oh my god i am so sorry. y-you must be nabi’s mother. you’re mr. taehyung’s-“

“friend!! i’m y/n, i’m just taehyung’s friend,” you interject quickly because you cannot believe that pretty boy called you pretty, and at the next breath thought you were taehyung’s wife, “and nabi’s my nephew. we’re all just friends who live together!! i have no boyfriend, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

...

....

yeah maybe you embarrassed yourself this time

you may have said too much information to the balloon artist but jungkook’s just staring at you fondly

and nabi’s switching his gaze between the two of you and claps his hands to snap the two of you out of it lmao

kook chuckles to himself and he cannot stop smiling, even when he’s tying the last balloon to nabi’s butterfly

“there you go, cutie. happy birthday!!” he hands nabi the hUGE butterfly he just made but the sheer difference of how big it is makes the toddler even more happy, hugging it to his chest

jungkook watches you pepper kisses on nabi’s cheeks and that launches him into quickly pulling out balloons while your eyes are deviated from him, hands twisting and turning like his wHOLE LIFE depended on it

“my name’s jungkook, by the way,” he calls you when you’re just about to stand up, smiling giddily at you, “thought you should know.”

cute :-)

before you could thank him, he extends his arm and your mind recognizes the familiar shape which makes you smile instantly

jungkook made you a flower balloon <3

“i think i’ll remember you, jungkook.”

you laugh as the only thing you can smell from it is latex, the huge flower staring at you right in the face

jungkook sheepishly blushes, pursing his lips in happiness

“i’m free whenever you’re free — f-for a date, y’know? just so you could remember me more.”

bonus: dilf taehyung has his own drabble!!

bonus bonus: bestie anon brought my attention to these tiktoks below and gAWD i’m so happy <3

first, second

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