#problem is that this is the 3rd time she ran away

[colorfulplasma]

Funi DTIYS w/ Twitch

Hi helo, I made a little DTIYS !! This is mostly just for fun but there are some rules listed:

DON'T trace the prompt I drew

DON'T use AI in any way

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[leriexoxo]

BAD ROOMIE

pairing: Leeknow x Reader

tags: smut, angst, roommates to lovers, love hate relationship, unprotected sex, breeding, mean Dom Leeknow/Sub reader, spanking, brat taming, shower sex, wall sex, anger issues, slight degradation.

word count: 5k

summary: Leeknow is just absolutely done with your bullshit at the dorm, but since you can't follow simple rules, he decides to punish you in the best way possible.

This work contains mature themes, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

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When you got into this college a year ago, no one had mentioned that the school had co-ed dorms. Imagine your excitement on the first day of college as a freshman when you picked up your room keys and school file from the front office, you had been so eager to meet your new roommate, you often wondered what kind of person she would be.

Your excitement however was short lived when you finally met your roommate, you didn’t need to wonder what she would be like anymore because HE was not a girl and HE was a pretty mean person, although very pretty to look at if he would wipe the scowl off his face at least.

It was now your sophomore year and you had quickly gotten used to your co-ed living situation. Your roommate’s name was Lee Minho but he liked to go by Leeknow, a nickname given to him by his friends that kind of stuck so naturally everyone just called him that. He was a 3rd year college student, a music major and a dancer with a gym obsession.

At first, he didn’t speak to you at all, always kept to his own part of the dorm which was a pretty big space with a kitchen, living room and two bedrooms. He usually would ignore you when he was home, only speaking to you when he felt it was necessary like the time, he laid down his ‘dorm rules’ which boldly stated that you were not allowed to have anyone sleep over and that included boyfriends and whatever friends you had, you didn’t really see a problem with it though because you did not have a lot of friends or a boyfriend.

As time passed, gradually you tried to start relating with him more when he was in a good mood, you would often include him when making dinner so he had a plate in the microwave whenever he came home late from the gym or studio. The first time it happened, you set out a plate for him next to yours on the kitchen island, he had come out that morning to grab a water bottle from the refrigerator when you pushed the plate towards him wordlessly, he paused and stared at the plate then at you and then back at the plate again.

  “What’s that” he asked dryly

  “Breakfast?” you responded in the same tone

  “Why?” he stared at the plate like it was a bomb

  “Throw it out if you don’t want it Leeknow” you responded, getting up to put your empty plate away and then you left the dorm with him just staring after you.

When you came home that evening you found a pink sticky note with a boldly written ‘TNX’ pasted on the fridge, and that’s how the ice was broken between you. Leeknow still wasn’t much of a talker but he tolerated you, sometimes he would join you when you saw a movie in the living room, or in the kitchen when he heard you cook since you basically now fed him.

In exchange he let you do whatever you wanted, he just didn’t say much only glared at you when you were being annoying and that was exactly what you had become. You started using his things without permission, like when you ran out of toothpaste, you would borrow his expensive ones from his cabinet or when it was your turn to do laundry you would steal one of his many cat t-shirts or his soft hoodies and he would always complain and tell you to put them back, which you never really did, you just loved to annoy him because that would be the only time that you’d get his full attention.

Recently, you didn't mean to keep wearing his shirts, but you never seemed to have comfortable things to wear at home while the few you owned would always be in the wash or on your bedroom floor. You could tell it was getting to him, his stern reminders had become death glares that pierced right through you whenever you wandered into the kitchen or living room wearing one of his clothes for days in a row.

It always baffled Leeknow, how one could have a roommate who never listened or took their warnings seriously. Thinking back on it, he realized he should have just gone back to the front desk to request for another roommate this year, the same way he had gotten fed up with his old roomie and requested an exchange, only to end up with you. He needed to find someone less annoying.

With you, it was always something; if it wasn’t the clothes you kept 'borrowing' from him, it was how messy you left the living room or kitchen sink or the music blaring loudly from your bedroom. Between having you as his roommate and his anger management therapy sessions, his only escape was the gym or dance studio.

Leeknow knew how unhealthy it was to keep inflicting the pain he felt on his boxing instructor or releasing all his pent-up anger and tension on the punching bag but he just couldn't seem to stop once he'd started. Lately, everything and everyone pissed him off so he always let off steam at the gym and when he came home, he’d be too drained to care about his annoying roommate.

But that afternoon, when his therapist ordered him to take a break from all the action, he had no choice but to start coming home with all that annoyance and pent-up energy to burn.

You were curled up on the couch watching TV when you heard keys and the door opened then slammed. The sudden sound was too loud and jarring to be an accident and you knew in an instant that Leeknow came home mad, and you were wearing his t-shirt again. uh-oh

You peeked over the couch and watched as he came into the kitchen and set his bags down. He didn't even glance your way as he started unloading the bag of groceries into the fridge and pantry.

You couldn't help it; you felt the need to break the tension. "Hey! You're back early?"

He closed the fridge door before looking at you, unimpressed. "You're wearing my shirt. Again."

  "Yeah, mine are dirty, sorry."

He narrowed his eyes at you. Well, with his jaw clenched it was more of a glare.

You had no idea know why he'd gotten so much angrier lately, it wasn’t like he was much of a talker that told you anything but you were not about to let him ruin your mood.

  "What, why are you glaring at me?" you cocked an eyebrow at him which only seemed to piss him off the more.

He leaned forward, bracing his hands on the kitchen island, "Take it off," he growled.

You shifted a little on the couch and used your arms to hug your body. "But I-It’s cold, Leeknow."

  "I wasn’t asking." He said coldly, no hint of teasing anywhere on his face.

Alarm bells went off in your head, before your roommate came home, you had just finished doing your own laundry which had piled up so high leaving you nothing else to wear to classes or in the dorm. You had thrown on one of his shirts you found on his chair while the rest of your clothes and underwear were in the dryer. This was just before he came home unexpectedly, 6 hours too early and it was safe to say you were not expecting company.

Slowly, you untucked your legs to get off the couch. Something was different with him with the way his glare never left you, but instead of taking off his t-shirt right there like he expected, you had the audacity to give him a withering glare of your own, before scoffing and heading to your room.

It was like something snapped in his head.

He launched himself over the counter, the heavy thud of his feet landing made you turn but he was on you faster than you could react.

He intercepted you right before you reached your door and pushed you forward against the wall, pinning you there with his hand around the back of your neck. He snarled at you like a cat while you struggled in vain against his grip. It was not painful nor were you hurt by the sudden physical contact, but you became aware that you were very clearly at his mercy.

Annoyed, you reached behind you and tried to push him away. "What the fuck?!"

You had no idea why he was taking his anger out on you because clearly something or someone had pissed him off and it wasn’t you, a t-shirt couldn’t have caused this besides you had hidden this particular one in your room for months, its not like he was missing it.

  "Maybe I’ll just take it off myself then, shouldn’t I?" He said, bringing his face close to your right ear. His other hand starts lifting the shirt up revealing more of your thigh.

Completely panicked, you tried to push his hand away. "Wait! Wait Leeknow- "

Your resistance only annoyed him further and he yanked the shirt up only to reveal your bare ass underneath. He looked down, his mind going still as it struggled to process.

He blinked once. Then twice.

 As you tried to cover yourself, he swatted your hand away but dropped the shirt back down.

You whimpered helplessly, still pressed into the wall.

  "You’re seriously not even fucking wearing anything under this?" he growled. You could only squirm uselessly as he pressed his body against yours. When his hips met your ass, you could feel the distinct outline of his hardness, his hot breath fanned your ear. "Well, you picked the wrong day, kitten."

The gravelly rumble of his voice went straight to your core and you couldn't help but push your ass back against him. Oh, shit. You thought, You're in trouble, you're in deep fucking trouble right now. He was insistently getting harder against you and he didn't seem to be backing off.

Leeknow's mind raced all over the place. He was pissed at you, livid, and yet he realized how suddenly pliant you'd become beneath him.

Fuck it. He started to grind himself against you, moving with a sudden force that had you gasping against the wall.

  "You fucking like that huh?" he asked, snickering darkly and before you could respond he did it again, letting out a slight grunt. It sounded to you like he was the one enjoying this more but you wouldn’t dare say that.

  "Y-yes," you gasped, humiliation and desire fighting for dominance within you.

Leeknow’s brain was fried; the sight of you with your mouth half open and your brows furrowed had his cock straining painfully against his pants. Fucking hell, he wanted more, he wanted to bend you over the closest available surface and punish you, he needed it and with each thrust against your ass, his control unraveled. He moved your neck to the side to expose more skin, he nudged his nose against your pulse and breathed in your scent.

Spicy and woody vanilla. His froze.

  "Is that my fucking soap?" he asked in utter disbelief. His anger returned and doubled.

Your eyes flew open. SHIT!

Before you could even begin to apologize, His hand pushed down on your neck folding you until you were bent over, he grabbed the bottom of the t-shirt nearly ripping it as he flung it over your waist exposing your ass to him and squeezing you roughly by the hips.

  “Oh my- Leeknow!” you yelped. Fuck that was hot…

His used feet to kick your legs apart spreading you wide for him as he ran a hand along the small of your back and sighed. "Damn it, y/n," he growled. "Look at that."

There was no way that should’ve been a turn on - Lord knows he was mad at you - but you felt your pussy get wetter by the way he manhandled you so easily. The sound of his belt clinking as he unbuckled it, however, was panic inducing. You were not ready yet, this was all happening too fast, you needed time to –

Your brain shut off when you felt the tip of his cock push and slide against your folds in the space between your thighs.

  "Wait!" You blurted the word out, contradicting yourself even as you keened back against him for more.

  "What's the matter, roomie?" He stilled your movements with ease, keeping his cock resting snugly against your pussy, it was centimeters away from your clit and he knew it. His grip on your hips tightened as he imagined you chasing your own pleasure using his cock as stimulation.

  "L-let’s talk about this, I don’t think you should be doing this " you tried to stall, for at least one of you to come to your senses but deep down you knew that wasn’t going to fly. This was only going to end one way, unless HE wanted to stop it.

  "Really?" he growled, and he began rutting against you again, his cock sliding between your increasingly wet folds and eliciting a porn-like moan from you. "You aren’t thinking straight, kitten. Wanna try again?"

  "I’m just… " you paused momentarily when you felt him palm your ass cheek. "Maybe we’re going a bit too- "

Smack!

His hand connected with your ass making it jiggle and cause a ripple effect. Leeknow just spanked you?

You cried out at the shock and pain mixed with sudden pleasure and fell forward, your head almost touching the wall for a split second before he pulled you back to him with a grunt.

  "I don’t give a fuck what you think right now, it’s not important." There was nothing you could do as he held you still, rubbing your other ass cheek in preparation. "You're going to take your punishment like a good fucking roommate, and you'll say thank you, yeah?"

You had no idea he could be this hot or mean and you loved it. You lowkey even liked the anticipation as he lifted his hand from your ass ready to spank you again. Your pussy juice must’ve been gushing at this point, you felt it dribble down your inner thigh.

Smack

He spanked you harder this time, but you were prepared for it. You let out a loud moan, the pain and pleasure coursing through your body, the force almost pushed you forward like before but you managed to keep yourself still, pushing back against his palm.

He pulled your ass back hard against him. "Answer me," he growled, while his other hand smoothed over your back again, feeling the way you'd arched yourself for him. Looking down at you, bent over by the wall beside your bedroom, he marveled at how quickly you submitted to him. You were much more agreeable like this, so easily tamable and he felt he should have done it sooner.

  "No."

His hand stilled over your back. "No?" He demands.

You didn't know why you said it. You must have been insane to say no to the pissed off man who currently had you exactly where he wanted you. And you were lying too. You'd take just about anything he gave you right then and you would say thank you ‘SIR’. Especially if it was the long, hard, cock, currently resting beneath your pussy.

Biting your lip and smirking to yourself, you stubbornly shook your head. "No, Leeknow, I won’t say thank you."

There was a brief moment of silence.

Then he pulled back until the tip of his cock prodded against your hole. "I really was hoping you'd be stupid enough to say that." He sounded deadly. You dripped with desperation. You tried pushing back against him but he held you a second longer, another reminder that he was in control. "Besides, aren’t you big on taking my shit without permission?"

And in one motion, he thrusted into you breaching your heat deliciously.

  “Oh GOD!” You cried out at the sensation of being stretched and filled.

  “It’s just Leeknow, kitten”

As he bottomed out, his thick cock hit that perfect spot inside making your eyes roll to the back of your head. A deep raspy groan from behind you had your pussy clenching around him in response.

He pulled out of you slowly, until only the tip was nestled inside before thrusting back into you again making you gasp loudly. He repeated this a few more times, before picking up the pace and falling into a rhythm of fucking you so hard and deep that his cock kissed your cervix every time he thrusted and pulled you back at the same time. Hot white pleasure coursed through you like you'd never felt before.

  "You know what I think?" he grunted. His hand bunched around the back neck of the t-shirt and he pulled you towards him, not quite making you press against his chest because he still had a hand pushing your waist down to arch for him as you took his cock. You were suspended midair, only being held up halfway by your shirt.

You tried to meet his thrusts, not trusting yourself to speak.

  "I think you like wearing my clothes," he accused with a voice so suddenly soft; so contrary to the harsh grip he had on your body.

You moaned and shook your head no, not quite ready to admit that yet.

  "No?" he was taunting you; you could hear the grin in his voice. "You want me to believe you don't love having my scent all over you? lying around naked beneath my fucking clothes? Acting like you're my girl?"

  "Leeknow…," you whimpered, unable to take it. He was filling you up so well, so much better than you had ever imagined. And you had imagined this scenario a lot!

  "Admit it," he demanded, his voice turning cold and cruel.

Your pussy gushed with arousal at his words, the pleasure in your core quickly increasing with each brush of his cock against your sweet spot.

Smack!

He spanked you again and cursed under his breath.

Your walls instantly clenched around him in response. "Oh god, yes!" you cried out.

Leeknow’s thrusts got faster, paired with his deep grunts. He had you spread for him exactly the way he needed, unable to do anything other than take it. Your pussy clenched around him in spasms until you were whining and fucking back against him with reckless abandon.

  "Too much!" you cried out. White hot pleasure rising from within. “Please!”

  "You wanna cum?" He grits out. "Beg for it."

You shut your eyes tightly as you felt tears threatening to breach. You knew he was really trying hard to punish you by humiliating you, and it was working. Inhaling deeply as he railed into you, you pushed down the embarrassment fluttering in your stomach and focused instead on the pleasure.

  "Please, Leeknow, I'm begging you! I’ll be good but please just let me cum. Please?" You begged desperately, you knew you could just let go if you wanted to but you wouldn’t dare to risk making him more pissed at you or he was going to fuck you within an inch of your life. You knew this.

He leaned further into you, hunching over to support both your weights with his hand on the wall, the same hand that previously suspended you in the air by your shirt. His forehead now rested on your shoulder and the new angle had you seeing stars. You tried to hold out as long as you could, waiting for him to give you permission. You were panting in tune with his heavy breaths as each thrust shook your body, building the pressure deep inside.

  "Good girl," he praised, he started peppering open mouthed kisses along your neck and shoulder letting his teeth graze your skin, and it sent you over the edge. "Come for me."

Thank Fuck! You didn't even have a choice; it was already there. The white-hot pleasure exploded inside you, and your walls fluttered and clenched around his cock. He fucked you through it, reaching deep inside you and hitting that perfect spot over and over. It spread through every inch of you, waves of pulsing pleasure in sync with each stroke. Eventually your body was so spent you struggled to stay standing, but he kept you right where he wanted holding you up and against him with ease as he chased his own climax.

Soon, his grip tightened on you as he groaned something unintelligible. He barely pulled out of you, pulling and pushing your bodies together like he couldn't get enough. The sensation was pure bliss as you felt him finally cum inside you. You reveled in the way he sounded and felt cumming deep inside you. It went on and on, until he finally slowed down.

Leeknow did not expect to be fucking you that night, but he couldn't deny it, he was completely, utterly, satisfied. All the pent-up tension from before was gone. At least, momentarily. His half hard cock still inside you made him realize he could still go a few more rounds but you looked done for now.

While he tried to catch his breath, he released his grip on you and instead he let his hands softly run up and down your sides. As his cock slid out in the process, the little moan you made combined with the view he had over your shoulder had him instantly hard and pressing against your ass again.

You sighed in contentment as he brushed a thumb over one of your clothed nipples.

  "You know just exactly how to make me lose my mind," he said softly in your ear. Delicious shivers ran down your skin at his words. "Shower?"

You nodded weakly.

He picked you up, turning you around so you could wrap your legs around his waist and headed straight to your shared bathroom. You weakly tried to lift off the shirt from your body but Leeknow stopped you and took over, he gently peeled the shirt off and tossed it on the floor then he reached into the shower stall and turned on the jets.

  “Did I hurt you? Can you stand?” he asked softly, looking a bit worried as he eyed your bruised ass. The way he switched from doming you so meanly in the hallway to being all soft and worried right now almost gave you a whiplash.

  “I’m fine Leeknow, I can take you” you joked winking at him and making him smile and shake his head.

When you set your feet in the shower, the warm water instantly began to relax your muscles. You watch Leeknow pull his shirt off, your gaze drawn to the muscles he had on his broad chest. There was a small scar around the center of his abs, curiously, you continued to stare as he pulled his pants along with his boxers down and stepped out of them.

You jaw hung slack as he joined you in the shower. Your eyes locked onto his cock, it was beautiful; thick, veiny just like his hands and curved upwards. You didn't know how, but he was hard again. His eyes didn't break contact as he reached behind you to get the of bar soap. Raising an eyebrow, he gave you a lazy smile.

You bit your lip and ducked your head. "Sorry about the soap," you said sheepishly.

  "It’s fine, you've served your punishment."

That made you smile, as you stared down and inevitably looked at his hard cock. Your body tingled pleasantly at the sight.

  "Can I clean you up?" he asked, holding out his hand.

You could get used to hearing his voice so soft and intimate, it was definitely a pleasant change to be on the receiving end of that. Shyly, you nodded.

He ran the soap over you a few times, looking up at him, you saw his eyes focus on your body as he ran his hands over you. His hands were soft and featherlight over your skin as he ran them over your waist and up to your breasts. He cupped them and massaged them firmly, not paying any attention to you but your sensitive tits.

The water ran down your face as you lifted your head back under it and closed your eyes. You wanted his hands everywhere.

Then as if he read your mind, he brought an arm around your lower back and pulled you flush against him. His hard cock pressed firmly against your belly. Judging by the tilt of his head and the tension in his jaw, you knew he wanted you again. Immediately. And you had no objections.

This time however, Leeknow took you from the front. Bracing himself on the shower glass behind you, he lifted you up with ease and caged you in with his strong body. You wrapped your legs around his waist for support, as anticipation curled inside.

He waited a moment to take you in, watching your breasts as your nipples grew hard from the coldness of the wall. A satisfied growl rumbled from his chest, it seemed like he was obsessed with your round tits from the moment they were exposed to him.

  "Leeknow," you were impatient, "please, I need you inside me."

 "So impatient, kitten," he smirked, as he leaned forward and captured your mouth in a kiss for the first time that evening.

The world around you spun on its axis as soon as you tasted him, his kiss was hot, heavy and firm. Leeknow kissed you like he was missing oxygen and the last bit of life was in your mouth. As he slanted his head and licked your bottom lips, you opened your mouth for him and fell apart as his tongue explored your mouth and tingled your senses.

He eased you down on his cock, you pussy welcoming him like you missed him, you moaned right into his mouth. The kiss got stronger, more desperate and wilder, as he consumed your moans of pleasure, you had always wondered what it would be like to kiss his plump beautiful lips like this and now you were living your fantasies out. His own grunts followed when he starts fucking you against the shower glass.

As you were settled firmly between him and the glass, bouncing on his cock while being supported by his arms and strong thighs while he fucked and kissed you relentlessly, you could already feel your second orgasm building up so each thrust only served to stretch your pussy further and bring you down harder on him.

  “Good girl” he muttered against your mouth, almost unintelligibly. “Such a good fucking kitten, aren’t you?”

  “Yes fuck!” you moaned.

  “You’re mine now, so good for me” Leeknow rambled on, clearly lost in the sensation of your pussy.

The glass was fogging up as the world faded away until it was only Leeknow, kissing you, holding you, praising you, fucking you.

You threw your head back as he brought you to the edge. The coil of pleasure inside was getting harder and harder to hold back and he was relentless, his cock filled your tightness, while he kissed down your chin, your jawline, and your neck.

  "Leeknow." It was quiet but you knew he could hear.

He pulled away from your collarbones and leaned in, his forehead against yours. You were consumed by the feral look in his eyes. "It's okay. Cum for me."

You fell apart at his command. Between him and the glass you were pressed against, there was nothing you could do but take it. Your muscles contracted around him and you let out a whimper as his cock brought you over the edge again. Warm, intense pleasure flooded your body.

He watched you orgasm so intensely, it was almost scary, but he didn't slow his pace. When he glanced down, he let out a pained moan at the sight of his cock impaling you and suddenly he started going even faster, stronger.

  "So good - oh - oh fuck yes - " He groaned as hot spurts of his cum filled you from deep inside. At the same time there was a sudden slam beside your head, the glass shook so hard you thought it would break.

Leeknow knew he should’ve been more careful not to startle you like that, but all he could think about was the way you were taking him so damn well right then. In fact, you showed no signs of fear when he glanced back up at you. Fucking hell, he thought, did nothing scare her? As he finally stilled inside of you.

When he slowly pulled out of you, and you could feel him dripping down your leg. He leaned back under the still running water for a moment, running his hands through his hair. Goddamn.

  "How was I?" he spoke up after a moment.

You blinked. "What?"

He ducked out of the water. "The sex. Did you hate it?"

Your heart skipped a beat. "Oh." You noticed he was now deliberately not meeting your gaze; his eyes flicking between the water draining on the floor, and your feet. "No - no. It was so good, you were perfect Leeknow."

He nodded clearing his throat. "That’s a relief."

You narrowed your eyes at him. A minute ago, he was fucking you against a wall, and now he's too shy to even look at you? You couldn't figure this man out. "You thought I’d hate it?"

  "I’m sorry for not waiting for permission," he said quietly.

Oh. Your gaze softened. "No, Leeknow its okay, you know I definitely wanted that to happen, maybe not tonight but I’ve been thinking about you like this a lot. THAT is the reason why I love to annoy you and wear your clothes”

Leeknow’s mouth fell open at your confession and he narrowed his eyes at you, "You little brat!!" he laughed and reached out to run his fingers through your hair, "Next time, be a good girl and just ask"

"As long as you let me wear your clothes still" you said as he pulled you into him again before you melted into another one of his addictive kisses.

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[pinkyqily]

Part 2 wcbb girlies | pretend I'm a random girl (tiktok trend)

ᝰ. Featuring : Paige, Olivia, Charlisee, Aubrey.

ᝰ. Synopsis: you ask your girlfriend to do the pretend you're a random girl to see how they'll act when a rando comes up to them and it goes two ways.

ᝰ. Genre: comedy, tiktok trend

Warning: cursing, one dirty joke.

- Kyi's RADIO: part 2 by another popular demand hope you guys enjoy this one 3rd part should be out by next week and as always feedbacks are welcomed, please send reactions cause I wanna know what you guys think 😹 or your opinions if each girl passed the vibes check.

── Masterlist

𐑺 uconn

Paige bueckers

You set your camera down, recording and calling for paige to come. As she came in the frame, you said to her. "So babe, act like I'm a random girl coming up to you."

"Sure no problem."

"Damm girl you fine wine and tall like that, mind if I can get your number?." You said to her

"I got a girlfriend no thank you ma'am".

"C'om it none too serious, don't you think a sexy girl like me can't have your number." You said making face, but this time around, you rushed towards her, wrapping your arms around her neck.

Paige immediately tried getting out of your grip going down you weren't going to let her get away easily. "Miss ma'am I'm taken already found the love of my life what can't you understand plz stop touching me". She said, still fighting to get you off her, but to her dismiss your weren't going down.

"Ugh why is a pretty blonde like you playing so hard to get". You told her still fighting her down while trying to get in her face by making kisses faces.

She used her free hand to block it out, but that gave you the chance to push her and get on top of her. She immediately start screaming making you break our of character. You started laughing as you spoke up

"Bro your so done".

"Nah I'm good, it the fact you think some random girls would pull that is lowkey crazy to me".

"If they had the chance to do all that on the paige bueckers yes they would you got crazy ass fans girls out there." She rolled her eyes at you as she counting to speak.

"So did I pass?." She asked you

"No, considering the fact rando girl is still laying on you, I don't think so."

"Nah bro you legitly broke out of character so I did pass".

"Girl bye you ain't pass for shit rando girl shouldn't have had that much time with you need to shit things down immediately so no you didn't pass". You told her trying to get off her, everything with paige turns into a competition really quick.

"Not letting you go until you admit that I did pass". She said pulling you back in and holding your waist harder. "Oh so now you got a strong grip, yeah your ass ain't pass shit". You spoke up.

𐑺 noter dame

Olivia miles

"So bae you're gonna pretend that I'm a random girl coming up to you. You told her immediately she got into character, running away from you before you even started.

You run after her back. "Now why a pretty girl like you running all I wanna do is talk."

Olivia found herself a spot on the couch quickly standing on it and yelling at you. "STAY BACK I HAVE A GIRL FIREND, LEAVE ME ALONE."

You tried coming closer to her, but she kept throwing stuff at you. "You one of those strong headed girls, you don't want a girl like me."

"NO I DON'T DO I LOOK LIKE I'M INTERESTED I AIN'T INTERESTED LEAVE ME TF ALONE".

"Ah come on I really like you". You said.

"There's plenty fishes in the sea but I'm not one of them happily takennn". She continued on, you tried getting back on the couch but she pushed you and ran away.

"Olivia, my back." You called out for her

"Uh huh, that what you get for trying to get with taken people I ain't do nun talking bout your back like sum happened".

Safe to say ain't no one coming close to her she passed.

𐑺 ucla

Charlisse legerwalker

The second you told her oh she got it on. You said some to her she couldn't hear you.

"Aye aren't you that ucla basketball player your so fine girl mind if I can get you number". You asked her, got no response not evening eye contact.

All she did was whistle not once did she react to the things you did or said. She was a strong minded one and you planned on getting her to crack.

You had the idea to jump on her, so you ran back and turned her away, jumping on her. To say this girl threw you would be an understatement cause your ass got yeeted."

She passed took out of mind and out if sight literally

𐑺 uconn

Aurbrey Griffen

This one played in your face forget for the streets her ass is international for everyone. You started it off by going up to her.

"Hey, you're very pretty." You said to her, making your way towards her, you brought out your hand for a handshake which she immediately took.

Ok, she's being nice you thought wrong this girl took your hands turning you around licking her lips. You couldn't even get another word in before she asked you something.

"You look fine as fuck I've never see you around here you new?". She asked you, this girl got you messed up big time. Your reaction was blank but this girl continued.

"You got a boyfriend or girlfriend, matter of fact doesn't matter you got a phone on you so I could add my number in." She said

"No I don't you got yours though?". You asked her which she took out of her back pocket the moment her ass gave it to you.

You smacked that shit on the floor so hard. "Bravo, I official got myself a miss worldwide since you love random girls your ass can go book an international flight to find yourself a new girl griffin cause I'm done with you." You told her, leaving no room for her to respond.

She failed and you guys haven't spoken since don't be dummy don't entertain other girl joke or no joke.

[allthingsfangirl101]

Hypocritical Tornado Wrangler – Tyler Owens

After receiving my news, I wasn't quite sure how to react. I went back through the interview as I walked into the old barn that the Tornado Wranglers used. There was space for Boone to create his crazy inventions and for Tyler to do his calculations. There was even a corner that Tyler converted into a small office so I could edit his YouTube videos.

I started working with them a few years ago. I was at school for video production and ended up getting stuck in the school's basement during a tornado. After the storm, I ran into Tyler. He was having an issue with the lighting on his camera and I offered to help him. He offered me a job.

Two years later, Tyler comes to me with every camera and video problem. He doesn't trust anyone other than me. To be honest, I don't trust anyone other than Tyler. He has saved my life so many times that I only want him whenever I'm in danger.

The phone call that I just got off of changed everything. It was an offer that I couldn't refuse and I would never get another opportunity if I let it pass me by.

I gasped when I bumped into someone.

"Hey, Y/N," Boone smiled. His smile faltered when he saw the look on my face. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah," I stuttered.

"What's going on in that beautiful mind of yours?" He asked, playfully poking me in the side.

"I umm. . . I got a job offer," I forced myself to tell him.

"Really?" He elongated. "What kind of job?"

"It's an internship. . . in LA."

"Wait, that's huge!" Boone excitedly jumped up and down. He stopped jumping when he noticed I wasn't jumping with him. "Why aren't you jumping?"

"Because," I sighed, "I'm not sure if I'm going to take it?"

"Why the hell wouldn't you take it?" Boone laughed.

I glanced over his shoulder to see Tyler walking into the barn. When I looked back at Boone, he was smirking knowingly. I cleared my throat as I wrapped my arms around myself.

"Y/N," he said my name in his teasing tone.

"I just don't know if I'm gonna take it," I said before turning on my heel and walking away.

* * * * * 3rd POV

Ever since Y/N told Boone about her job offer, he's noticed her change. She's kept to herself, hidden behind the camera, and refuses to be alone in the room with Tyler.

Boone rolled his eyes when Tyler jumped on the side of the truck and turned toward the crowd.

"If you feel it. . ." He yelled, waiting for the crowd to finish his mantra.

"Chase it!"

"I said, if you feel it. . ." He repeated.

"Chase it!"

Boone looked over to see Y/N watching Tyler. She had the camera on the team, but her eyes were focused on Tyler's face. She felt someone staring at her so she searched for them. That's when her eyes landed on Boone staring at her sadly.

She looked away and started filming the team getting ready to leave. Boone turned toward Tyler and realized something; Tyler's naiveness toward Y/N's feelings may be the reason they lost her.

"You ready to go?" Tyler asked Boone as he joined him to the side.

"Do you know how hypocritical you are?" Boone scoffed. Tyler froze and turned back toward his friend. He crossed his arms over his chest and sighed.

"What are you talking about?" He asked. "How am I hypocritical?"

"If you feel it, chase it," Boone mocked.

"That doesn't answer my question," Tyler sighed. Boone grabbed his shoulders and forced him to turn around.

"If you feel it," he said slower, "chase it. Before she's gone."

"Y/N's not going anywhere," Tyler scoffed, shrugging off Boone's hands.

"You sure about that?" Boone challenged. "Y/N is a genius with all things camera. She's the reason you look so good in our videos. Sooner rather than later, people are going to notice her talents too."

Tyler turned around and studied him. His heart sank when he saw the expression on Boone's face. "Boone," he elongated, "do you know something I don't?"

"We all know something you don't," Boone joked. His smile fell when he saw the confusion on Tyler's face. "Wow, you really don't know."

"Did Y/N get a job offer she didn't tell me about?"

He looked over his shoulder at Y/N who was reviewing the shots she just shot. He sighed before shifting his focus back to Tyler and not answering his question. "I've known you a long time, right?"

"Yeah," Tyler laughed. "Maybe a little too long."

"Which means I've also known how long you've been madly in love with Y/N."

"I am not. . ." He started to defend himself quickly, but Boone's look cut him off.

"You've been crazily obsessed with her since we met her," Boone continued. "Every time a guy looks at her, you turn into her guard dog. I've seen you literally threaten to leave a guy in the middle of a tornado for not leaving Y/N alone at a bar."

"I'm protective of her," Tyler shrugged. "I'm protective of everyone on our team."

"Nah, man," Boone laughed. "You're safety protective of the rest of us. But Y/N? You're obsessively protective of her. The kind of way a guy is protective of his girl."

"It's not. . ." Tyler stuttered. He couldn't ignore the feeling he got when Ben, the reporter, walked over to Y/N. It was the way he smiled at Y/N that made Tyler uneasy.

"Dude, just tell her," Boone sighed. "You're always saying if you feel it, chase it. You've had feelings for her for a long time. So, chase her. Before it's too late."

* * * * *

Tyler hesitated outside Y/N's motel room. He lifted his hand to knock several times but never got the courage. After bugging Boone some more, he finally told Tyler that Y/N had a job offer in LA. He knew that if he didn't tell Y/N how he felt, he might lose her forever.

That thought made him finally knock on the door. His heart jumped into his throat when she slowly opened the door.

"Tyler? Is everything okay?"

"Yeah," he said, letting out a small chuckle. "Well, actually. . . Are you leaving?"

Y/N's stomach sank. "How did you. . . It wasn't. . . I haven't. . ."

"Can we talk?" Tyler asked. Y/N bit her bottom lip as she opened the door for him. He walked in and sat on the small couch as Y/N closed the door. She walked over and sat next to him.

"What's on your mind?" She asked, already knowing what was on his mind.

"Did you get a job offer?"

"Not really," she said honestly. Tyler watched as she played with her hands. He wanted to reach over and grab them. "It's an internship that could become a full job."

Tyler paused, hoping that he knew the answer to his next question. "Are you going to take it?"

She looked up at him and saw the worry in his eyes. In that second, she knew her answer to his question.

"No," she whispered. "I have no intention of leaving, Tyler. You guys need me too badly."

"Yeah, we do," Tyler said, his voice dropping. Looking into her eyes, he corrected his last statement. "I do. I need you, Y/N. Without you. . ."

His voice dropped as he thought about what he would do if Y/N left them. If she left him. When the thought got too painful, Tyler leaned over and pressed his lips to hers. She gasped in surprise but kissed him back. As their lips moved in sync, Tyler reached up and ran his fingers through her hair. He broke the kiss and leaned back, looking into her eyes.

"Without you, I'd lose focus," he finished. "Without you, none of this would be worth it. To be honest, the only thing I focus on when we're chasing a tornado is you."

"Me?"

"You," he repeated. "The only thing on my mind is making sure, yes we get some awesome content, but more importantly, making sure you are not in harm's way. Making sure I get you home safely."

"You always get me home safe," Y/N whispered.

"Please," Tyler said, his voice slightly breaking, "promise you won't leave me. I wouldn't survive without you, Y/N."

"Really?" She asked, her voice breaking.

"Really," he said with a small smile on his face. "No storm, no matter how big, scares me as much as the thought of losing you."

Y/N reached up and grabbed his face, making sure he was looking at her as she said, "I promise, Tyler. I'm not going anywhere."

"Good."

Y/N giggled when Tyler grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap. "Because I am not letting you go."

She laughed as she slid her hands up his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I think I'm okay with that."

[martian-astro10]

Solar return observations- Part 4

(the panda in the back is me)

Aries ascendant is a very strong indicator of getting into sports that year, and I don't mean gym, I mean sports. (the year I had this, I started fencing and muay Thai, one of my friend had this in 2022 and she joined a basketball club)

So I have moon in pisces in 1st this year, and sometimes things get really overwhelming and swimming helps a lot. Just trust me on this one, if you have moon in cancer, pisces or scorpio, go for a swim.

I just saw that the year my sister got a dog, she had saturn in 6th house, it shows that you'll have to be responsible for an animal, may adopt a pet, and she had to take the dog on walks so even her health got a lot better.

Mars conjunct or in the same house as Venus Is another placement that I've been seeing in a lot of solar return charts this year. (the house that it's in tells you the area in which you are very passionate and loving, my sister has this in her 10th this year, and she's very focused on her career and is spending a lot of time in making a good portfolio)

Moon in 8th is a really good placement if you wanna pursue a career as a Psychologist, researcher, detective, etc. (if you've been studying it, and are looking for a job then you're more likely to get hired)

Uranus in 2nd is a strong sign of starting to earn money unconventionally, my tarot reader friends all had this placement the year they started doing paid readings and tarot/astrology is not really considered to be a good career, so kind of taboo.

Jupiter in 5th is a good year to invest in the stock market (Jupiter shouldn't be in retrograde), one of my mother's friend had it this year and she gained a lot of money. (Just because you have it doesn't mean you should be irresponsible with your money, be smart)

Sun in 3rd is a good year to participate in clubs and if there's a leadership position open in school, college, or workplace, then sign up for it, and don't hesitate to express your opinions, if you're in college/school, then speak up in class, share your thoughts with your classmates, you won't regret it

Pluto in 8th is a painful placement, one of my very close friend has it this year and.... She's going through it. (She is unable to focus in class, her roommate is unhygienic, her boyfriend stole €600 from her and ran away, her parents asked her for her savings so they could keep it safe, she had €11,000 and they spent it all to send her brother to Canada.... Yeah) if you have this, I'm sorry, just take this 🫂, and DON'T TRUST ANYONE when you have it in your SR

Moon conjunct saturn can be the year when you become more mature, you learn how to control your emotions and deal with your problems like an adult. Many people start a new phase of their life when they have it, like moving out of your house, starting to live alone, earning money, entering the workforce, getting married and other life changing things can happen that year

(all pictures are taken from Pinterest)

© martian-astro All rights reserved, 2024

[astraule]

I’ll Always Protect You

Pairing: Carl x Reader Song: A March Into Water- Pierce The Veil “She’s mine. You stay away from her, it’s not her time.” Tags: Sweet love, hinting to SA, soft kissing, protecting you. Y/N: Fem!reader Word Count: 870 Summary: While focused on Carl, you don't see three men approach. One of them swings around to brush the flower in your hair, triggering your past experiences. Carl, instinctively, stands up to protect you and the men laugh at this. Luckily, Negan calls them off and you relay your tension. Later, in Carl's room, you end up lying on his chest as you feel anxious but also comforted being next to him.

3RD POV: (Alexandria)

"You know, that’s a pretty dumb idea," Carl said with a grin, holding your hand as you wandered around the walls of Alexandria, making you laugh. "Come on, you're supposed to be sweet to your girlfriend! Besides, no one will even notice we're gone." You couldn’t help but remember that this was Carl's first real relationship, which probably explained why he was having a hard time switching from buddy talk to something more romantic with you.

"They're definitely going to notice we're gone when Negan and his crew show up to check things out, just like last time," Carl said, stopping in his tracks and gently placing his hands on your shoulders to meet your gaze. "Making sure you're safe is my number one priority."

"Maybe we could run away from here and go into the wild together," you suggested, a smile playing on your lips as you tilted your head slightly, your eyes locked on Carl's. "It reminds me of that book I read where the main character ran away with her boyfriend to get married," you continued. "Where do you even find those kinds of books?" Carl asked with a sigh. "As tempting as that sounds, you know what kind of dangers are lurking out there," he said softly, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"I can't really argue with your logic when you're this cute," you said, standing on your tiptoes to plant a soft kiss on his lips. "I'll be back in a bit, so just hang tight, okay?" Carl nodded, catching sight of his dad waving him over, but not before he tucked a little yellow flower into your hair.

The last few months had been nothing short of amazing; that’s exactly what you thought as the gate creaked open, revealing Negan and his crew. A group of about 50 men, sending a shiver down your spine as they spread out across Alexandria, with Negan, of course, sticking close to Rick's side.

As you stayed there watching Carl while his father left with Negan, you failed to notice that three of Negan's men were walking towards you from behind. Carl's face said it all when he approached you nervously making sure he wasn't too belligerent enough to cause trouble.

"Excuse me, pretty lady," a distinct voice caught your attention as you turned and faced the three men. One seemed to be in charge, while the other two were chuckling and whispering behind him. You decided it was best to stay quiet; it was better than saying something you could regret later.

"You're a pretty quiet one, aren't you?" The man brought his hand up to gently touch the flower Carl put in your hair earlier, his fingers brushing your cheek sending a chill of disgust through you and making you remember something you had experienced before coming to Alexandria.

"Is there a problem?" Carl's familiar voice spoke from behind you, as he put his arm around your waist and stood next to you, which caused the men to erupt in laughter. "She must be this kid's girl," one of the men said, making Carl angrier.

Just as you were expecting chaos to unfold, Negan called the men to him as they were getting ready to go. This ensured there would be no fighting today, which made you feel relieved. "From now on, you're going to stick with me," Carl said, relaxing his grip around your waist. You took hold of his hand with yours and left it there.

Carl POV: (Carl’s Bedroom)

While Y/N laid on my chest, and I absentmindedly ran my fingers through her hair, her voice still held a quiver from before. I was left to wonder what might have happened had I been just a couple minutes later, but I highly doubt Negan would want his men to humiliate him.

“I think I would seriously love to run away with you right now,” she said, her grip on my shirt only getting stronger as I held her close. If only the timing had been different, I would have granted her every wish, but right now my only thought was keeping her safe.

It hurt to see her like this, curling up into a ball, when she was usually so full of life and energy. I didn't expect her to be full of zest, after all of her worries resurfaced. All I wanted was to have her next to me, so that I could take care of her.

"I promise you can trust me," I whispered as I rested my chin on the top of her head. "Carl, can you kiss me?" she asked, softly letting my shirt go and lying back on my bed. I would do anything to make her feel safe and loved. As I hovered over her, I took one last gaze at my beautiful girl before pressing my lips to hers.

She grabbed hold of one of my hands, while my other hand held me up, as our lips started to intertwine and she placed that hand on her waist. "Thanks for keeping me safe," she came away from the kiss and looked up at me, with her big, innocent eyes.

"Forever," I whispered sweetly as I kissed her neck.

It's a bit short, as I wanted to share something with you all, though the next one will be longer.

[try-again-bissh]

"Imagine Being Love by Me" Pt 8

Smoke x Annie x OC Sinners Fic

Modern AU

Ahem. I have no excuses. No explanations either.

Warnings: Hmm a few. SMUT, Oral sex (f/f) YAY, Vaginal sex, Anal fingering, Pegging, Strap-ons. I believe that is all. We fucking that lil attitude out today.

Word count: 3054

Enjoy!

Day 10 of 16

Smoke and Cassie were fighting, again. She had mentioned something about a date back home or something like that and Elijah's jaw had set something fierce. 

She told her man he needed to lighten up on Cassie but something about the women drove him to the edge every time. If they wanted to keep her she would have to be gentle, coaxed, not demanded or bulldozed. Now he's sulking and picking fights just cause. 

Cassie is sweet and soft but apparently she ain't scared of shit, she's currently standing right in his face finger pointing, neck bobbing, teeth sucking. 

One of the things Annie loved dearly about her man was that his anger and his passion lived in the same house. They ate at the same table and took turns doing the dishes. 

He was quick to fire and quick to cool, wanting to comfort and be comforted, wanting to settle under a touch. So watching them have what had to be their 3rd spat of today Annie could see the outcome like a horizon. 

She could almost taste it in the air. 

“Are you gonna come out and say what the problem is or should I get my shit and go?” Out the gate Cassie wasn't playing with him no more.  

Elijah sucked his teeth, “Go and do what? Thought you said ain't nobody over there right now?” 

Cassie huffed, “Sammie should be back by now, if y'all need space I can go. It feels like you stressed or something and I'm in the way” 

Yet another chance for him to speak his mind, let's see. Annie thought.

“I'm straight, nobody is stressing” 

Lord above Elijah. 

Cassie sucked her teeth and looked at Annie. Each time they got into it over nonsense or started butting heads, Annie stayed firmly on the sidelines. Her lips pursed and she turned and walked to the bedroom. 

Startled Elijah, followed after her. Annie skipped behind them both. 

Cassie was picking up her things and placing them on the bed. She went to grab her bag and Elijah darted across the room and took hold of her wrist. 

“What you doing?” his voice panicked. He didn't really expect her to get her shit and leave. 

She paused, looking into his eyes her gaze seemed to be willing him to talk to her. Annie watched from the doorway. 

“I'm gonna go back to Pearls. I think I'm in the way or maybe I been staying over too much whatever, Imma go back.” 

“Stop. Ain't nobody said you was in da way. We seeing dem later tonight ain't no reason to go back now” 

Annie shut her eyes in despair. Elijah please. 

“Oh my God. It's not about seeing them Smoke!” 

“What?” 

“Jesus Christ. You've been beefing me all fucking morning, cranky as shit like I'm pissing you off.” 

“I'm not a little boy, I ain't cranky” 

His intentional obliviousness was starting to pissed Cassie off. Annie could relate. 

Cassie sighed roughly through her nose. She pulled her wrist from his grip and firmly crossed her arms. Stepping back from his space she cocked her head. Her eyes dug into him, begging for his secrets. 

“I'm going to ask again, what's wrong with you?” 

Annie watched Elijah's back stiffen at the demand in her tone, whew lord. 

He looked away from her and said harshly “Nothing, I already said that.” 

“Okay, so I'm gonna go then.” 

“What the fuck, stop it” he reached down and snatched her bag from her. 

“No you stop. Fuck is you lying for? Nothing is wrong? You always act like this?” She demanded, her voice didn't raise but her tone was exasperated. 

“Ugh. Smoke what is it? You definitely got off last night, two bitches ain't enough to put you in a good mood?” She ran a frustrated hand through he locs. 

Ouu that was nasty.

Smoke seemed stunned by her words. But Cassie didn't give him a chance to recover. 

“You wanna fuss at me and I'm supposed to stay here all day and let you piss me off? Gimme my shit Smoke and let me go. You feeling pissy, Annie can deal wit you.” 

“Now why am I in it?” Annie yelped from the doorway. 

“Sorry but he's getting me tight. What's wrong with him?!” Cassie turned to her, eyes softening. She gestured her hand to Smoke. 

“Don't talk around me” he demanded, voice rough and low. 

“Oh cause you have so much to say!” She exclaimed. 

“Y'all stupid.” Annie slid her way to Elijah's side, wrapping an arm around his waist; she rested her head on his shoulder and looked up at him. 

He looked down and met her gaze and in his eyes she saw it all. He was scared and uncertain. He was gripping on to what he wanted so tight, ready to bite anything that tried to take it from him. Cassie wasn't to be loved like that. She was freely given and should be held with certainty. 

Annie squeezed him gently and turned back to smile softly at Cassie. 

She understood, she had stood in her shoes. Pleading for Elijah to just speak his mind, tell her what he was feeling. It was sweet to see it on someone else. 

Cassie didn't wanna go, what she wanted was to soothe him. Him denying her was what was upsetting her. 

Annie reached out a hand to Cassie who took it stepping slightly closer to Elijah in the process. Annie brought the hand up and kissed her palm and then her fingertips. To thank her without words for loving them, although none of them had said it yet, Annie knew. She reached over and placed Cassie's hand on Elijah's chest, over his heart. And he shuddered. Closing his eyes and breathing in deeply. 

When his eyes fluttered open again he looked at Cassie with such longing and heat,  her eyes widened. 

“Sorry” he said lowy. “If you really wanna go back you can, but I'd like ya to stay. Sorry I didn't just say dat”

Cassie sighed, her fingers clenching the front of his shirt. “I wanna stay, but not if you don't want me here. If you need space that's fine, we been up under each for days now” 

“Ion want space from you, we don't.” he looked down and Annie and she nodded in agreement. 

“Okay, but if you ever do just tell me. I'll go.” Now it was Cassie’s turn to look uncertain. 

“Don't. Don't go” Smoke said. 

“Okay, okay, you can stop holding my bag hostage.” Cassie reached around him for her bag, and he dropped in on the ground and caught her around the waist pulling her body firmly into him. 

“You don't need it, cmere” 

Leaning down Elijah kissed Cassie firmly. Pouring all his residue emotion into her, saying what he couldn't say with words. 

He released her lips and Cassie was panting, Annie reached up and caught her face dragging her into a kiss, lapping the taste of Elijah's yearning from her mouth and placing her own there. 

“fuck” 

“Mmhm” 

“Please stay.” he whispered.

“Yeah I will, I'll stay” 

He kissed her again, his right hand ran firmly down her back till he clutched her ass as his left did the same to Annie, pulling them both closer to him as he bent Cassie back slightly in this kiss using his height and reel her into him. 

She ran her hand up his chest, gripped the back of his neck and took control of the kiss. He pulled away gasping and she guided his mouth to Annie who kissed him just as hard. 

“Fuck” 

Smoke's head fell back and he moaned, Cassie and Annie both kissing and sucking either side of his neck, when they met in the middle their tongue met over his adams apple. They kissed open mouth and nasty. 

A chorus of moans lifted to the ceilings. Cassie wrapped an arm around Annie’s waist pulling her close to kiss her deeply. 

Cassie could hear Elijah panting as he watched, he leaned in to press sucking kisses to their necks both his hands squeezing their asses. 

The kiss broke, Annie ducking down to suck on Cassie’s neck and chest. She groaned, turning her gaze to Elijah, he watched her eyes darken. 

“Take your clothes off and lay down on the bed. Don't touch ya self.” She said her voice had gone rough, demand in every word. 

As Elijah shuffled off to obey, Cassie turned all her attention to Annie. She planned to worship this woman. Dealing with her and Elijash’s bullshit was the work of a saint. 

She caught Annie's chin, and pulled her into a deep kiss. Without breaking the kiss she shuffled her around to the foot of the bed. Looking to her side she noticed Elijah laying flat on his back both hands clutching the sheets at his side. 

Such a good baby. 

She spun Annie around to face him and they both moaned at the sight of each other. 

Reaching the foot of the bed, Cassie pulled Annie’s dress up and over her head baring her to the air of the room. She reached out and squeezed her breast sucking on the back of her Annie, she keened in response. 

“You so good to us. Too good” she muttered. 

“Put ya leg up for me baby” Annie placed her knee on the bench at the foot of the bed, and Cassie guided her to bend over with a hand on her shoulder. She looked up, caught Elijah’s eye, his chest rising and falling as he panted. 

“Don't take you eyes off her.” She said, then she dropped to her knees and stuck her whole face in Annie’s pussy from behind. 

Cassie ate Annie out like she was trying to drown herself. Fuse into her body, pull pleasure from her very core. Mouth open wide, tongue working, lips sucking. 

One hand bracing her lifted thigh and other spreading Annie wide as she fucked her with her steadily with her tongue. She didn't want Annie to have to work at all for this nut. 

She could hear Annie start to loose it, her hips fucking back on Cassie face. She set her jaw and worked her girl over the edge. 

“One more, you got one more just fa me” 

“Fuck” Annie groaned, her thighs trembling and shaking. Cassie brought her fingers out, working through where she was still slick and pulsing. 

“Tell me, tell Daddy you wanna come again.” 

“I do, Daddy I wanna come again.” 

Cassie groaned, “Such a sweet fucking girl, come here baby.” She sealed her lips back onto Annie’s clit and set to work ruining her again. 

Cassie pulled two more orgasms out of Annie, and felt that she had teased Elijah for long enough. 

She stood, wiping her face and neck on her shirt, then pulling it off over her head. She pulled Annie into her arms again back to chest. Dazed and panting for breath, she was everything. So soft so sweet. Cassie sunk her teeth into Annie’s shoulder. 

She leaned forward ,pecked her bottom lip, pulling it and sucking it before turning to look at Elijah. 

He was sweating now. Chest heaving. A picture of registrant and obedience. “How she looked?” Keeping her eyes on him while she sucked another bruise into Annie’s neck.

“Beautiful, amazing, so perfect both of yall.” Nothing but ache, need and reverence in left in his voice. 

“My baby is perfect. She deserved the world.” 

“Yeah, Imma give it to her, to both of yall.” 

Leaning into Annie’s ear, Cassie said “Baby, get me da blue one.” 

Annie turned without a word and went to pull out the requested dildo. When Cassie had come down to Mississippi she hadn't brought any of her toys or straps with her, a fact she lamented multiple times. Lucky for her Elijah and Annie had a good collection. 

Her favorite so far was a sky blue 7 inch dildo with an vibrator insert for the wearer. It didn't need a harness but what Cassie was planning on using it for it would need help staying inside of her. 

Annie gave the dildo to Cassie and pulled her into a deep sucking kiss. Distracted and lost in Annie’s mouth again, Cassie wrapped both her arms around her as they made out. 

Annie pulled back and whispered against her lips “Where you want me, Daddy?” 

“On top of him” 

Annie slid out of her arms and climbed on to the bed and Elijah, her ass swaying and jiggling made Cassie clench her jaw. 

Elijah was moaning almost constantly now, he had been hard and untouched this whole time. 

“Take his underwear off” Annie stripped him. The sodden boxer briefs sailing over the edge of the bed. He was soaked and steadily dripping still. Cause she was a demon, Annie leaned forward and teased the tip of his dick with her tongue. He wailed behind his gritted teeth. 

Cassie watched Annie tease him further. She pulled off her shorts, her boyshort underwear soaked at the front, she pulled them back just far enough to fit the vibrating side of the strap inside her. She was sodden and her body clenched up tight around it, hungry. She let her underwear snap back to hold it in place. 

Walking over to the bed side table she swiped and bottle of lube and then climbed back onto the foot of the bed, grabbing the remote for the strap. 

“I want you to ride him, I want you to use him till you cum again fa me” 

Dual moans poured out of them, Annie laid across Elijah’s chest and Cassie reached down to slip him inside of her. Annie was so wet and so ready he popped right into her pussy. They all moaned again. Elijah’s sounding almost pained. 

“Elijah” Cassie sing-songed. His glazed eyes fluttered open and met her hardened gaze. 

“I don't gotta tell not to cum till I say do i?” 

“No” he whispered, breath leaving his chest in rough pants as Annie started working her hips. 

“No, what?” 

“No, Daddy.” His voice was sweet and his eyes locked on to her pleading. 

“Spread your legs so Daddy can fuck you, baby.” 

Elijah lifted his knees slightly and spread his legs. Cassie warmed the lube up in her fingers and started working him open with one finger. Aiming for his prostate and edging him out the gate. 

He thrashed, his hips jerking into Annie sharply. Cassie worked him open steadily, Annie was getting close, she wanted to tease him while Annie squeezed around him like a vice. 

As Annie’s orgasm hit her like a fucking tsunami, she cried out, hips working, her hands clawing at Elijah’s chest, Cassie added a finger and sped up her hand, twisting and spreading him open. Elijah cried out like he was dying. She slowed her thrusts but didn't pull her hand out, she didn't want him to cum till she was inside of him. 

“Talk to me baby” 

“I’m good” Annie gasped out. 

“How’s he looking?” 

“He gone, and he’s drooling.” 

“Yall so mean” Elijah croaked.

Annie was still riding him, throwing her ass back slow, deep rolls of her hips. She laced her fingers with his as she sat up off his chest. Cassie’s view was godly. 

“Nice and slow now. I'm not done wit him yet. Don't be greedy baby.” 

“Yes, Daddy.” 

She worked him up with three fingers and brought him back from the brink again. This time she didn't let Annie cum either. Pulling her up and off Elijah’s dick, watching her jerk and clench around nothing. The next time, they would all cum together. 

Cassie lubed up the strap and let Annie sink back onto Elijah as she split him open slowly. He made an indescribable sound, and shuddered from head to toe like he was dying. 

Cassie slipped the remote for the vibrator into Annie’s hand and set to work breaking Elijah apart. 

The sounds in the room were deafening. Annie’s drenched pussy and thighs clapping wetly against Elijah’s abdomen, her moans high and loud. Elijah’s delirious from pleasure moaning and pants growing louder and louder the closer to the edge he got. And Cassie’s thrusts rapid, her muttering shit under her breath without realizing it, her voice getting louder. 

“Feel so fucking good, so fucking sweet fa me” 

“Daddy da-daddy fuck, Im gonna nut daddy please!” Annie cried out. 

“Gimme that shit, cum on his dick again, lemme see you fuckin soak this bed baby” 

Beneath all of that Elijah had started up a steady prayer of “pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease” 

As her final orgasm rocked her body, Annie clicked the vibrator up to its highest setting. Which made Cassie grunt like she had been shot and grinded down to finish herself off. 

She shouted as pleasure drowned her, “Elijah, cum!” 

And he did. 

When he came to, Annie was laying beside him and Cassie was wiping her up with a washcloth.

Elijah’s body was still buzzing with pleasure, he felt it from the very tips of his hair down to his toes. He turned his head to look at Cassie and it felt like he was moving through honey. 

“Oop, there he is.” Her voice was fond and gentle, and she smiled softly at him. 

Annie ran a hand down his chest, and it felt so good and tingly he moaned. She giggled breathless into his neck snuggling down against him. 

Cassie tossed the washcloth on the bedside table and cuddled up to his other side. 

“Daddy..” he muttered, a single thought floating to the front of his mind. 

“Hmm? What is it baby? You need something?” 

“Not done yet” 

“Huh?” 

“It aint fair” he mumbled.

“Hm, what's not fair?” She leaned closer to hear him. 

He felt himself surface, his eyes clearing and his mind focusing. He reached out and flipped Cassie onto her back she yelped as she climbed on top of her.

“You got more in you.” he said, kissing her neck. She had taken off the strap and her sodden underwear. Her pussy was puffy and still dripping, divine. 

Annie cackled, and kissed the protest out of Cassie’s mouth, while Elijah bullied his way between her legs sealing his mouth over her pussy. He wasn't leaving for a while.

Thanks for reading <3

If you enjoyed say 'thank you, Daddy"

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Something to Fight For — Prologue

[Yandere!Villain!Class 1-A + Reader]

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Tags: Slow Burn, All relationships will be platonic except for Shoto, Established Relationship, Angst, Fighting, Mentions of kidnappings, Shoto is still grieving his brother

Including: Shoto Todoroki & Randos

Word Count: 1.3k Words

⟸ Directory | Chapter 1 ⟹

“Wow! You're so amazing, thank you for protecting our city!” A little girl beams up at you and then takes a deep bow. 

“Hehe, it’s no problem kid,” You chuckle uncomfortably at the kid. “We’re just here to keep the cities clean for you.” You say gesturing to your patrol partner/boyfriend, Shoto. You too were patrolling the area when  this little girl ran up to you bubbling with excitement. 

She then began talking your ear off about last year's big war and both of your guy’s performances, it got really uncomfortable for both you and Shoto. Shoto was still grieving his brother, and you were still beating yourself for not being a better asset to the war. 

One surprise battle with Dabi took you completely out of the fight. Your group was filing citizens onto buses when Dabi began to wreak havoc and in the process he burned your legs until they were numb. Recovery Girl did heal you but you missed out on the entire war. All you could do was watch helplessly as you watched your friends being defeated one by one. 

It was painful to see, so painful that you vowed to never let it happen again. After the war you built yourself up. Your quirk was Hyperdrive, it allows you to run at supersonic speeds depending on how excited you were. But if you were bored or in neutral emotion your body would relax and cause you to fall asleep pretty quickly. 

So over the summer you built up yourself in places you don’t usually work out like your arms. You even managed to improve so much you scored 3rd place in the sports festival this year, but fell just below Bakugo after you tripped and he blew you out of the arena. 

The girl fidgeted with her hands before speaking up again, “C-can I take a picture with you?” She asks nervously. 

“Sur-!” “No.” 

Shoto interrupts you before you can finish. Looking back at him to see an annoyed expression replacing his usual stoic expression. 

The mother must have picked up on it as she gestured for her daughter to come to her. “Not today sweetie the heroes are on patrol and we don't want to bother them too much.” 

Your partner took the opportunity and grabbed your hand trying to pull you away from the girl and her mother. “My apologies, maybe you can get one if you see us next time we patrol.” You quickly call out to them as Shoto pulled you forward. 

After rounding a corner Shoto didn’t let go of your arm and continued leading you through the streets. “Sorry babe, that conversation took a little too long.”

“Mm.” His gaze remained forward as he continued to march through the city with you in toe. 

“Are you alright there Sho?” 

“Yup.”

“Well I’d agree if you weren’t dragging down the sidewalk like a bull.” As if he just realized what he was doing he let out a small ‘oh’ and let go of your arm sheepishly. You lifted your arm to his face and brushed his hair behind his ear. “Are you alright?”

He looked up at you and gently held your hand into his, “I’m- sorry I’m fine, It’s just the stuff the girl was saying about The Fight was…” He barely ever talked about his fight with his brother but when he did he referred to it as ‘The Fight’. “I just don’t like people talking about it like that.“

“I hear you,” The fight was traumatic and the little girl questioning how it took an entire family to take Dabi down didn’t seem to land right with the boy. “Still, she’s a 6 year old, she has no idea what a factor is, let alone how bad saying…” You pause trying to find the right words. “...That is, I wouldn’t take her words to heart.“ 

“I know but still, why would she even say that?” He questioned while knitting his eyebrows. 

‘Cute.’

“Kids have little to no filter, they say whatever pops into their mind whether it’s inappropriate or not.” You say thinking back on times where kids have judged your stylistic choices. 

“Well when I was a kid I didn’t say stuff like that to strangers.”

You chuckled at the notion of your boyfriend being like one of those kids. “Hehe, well for one you didn’t get to talk to that many other kids when you were young and second you do that now.” 

Shoto narrows his eyes at you, “I do-,” 

Suddenly a piercing scream rang out through the small crowd as a woman shouted for help. “AAAHHH, HELP KIDNAPPER, KIDNAPPER!” 

Your head spun around expecting a fight only to see a girl with an in-humanly stretched out arm dangling an irritated man in a black lab coat over her head. He was spewing cuss words at her as he struggled against her long arm. You and Shoto immediately relaxed before turning to each other and sighing. The woman was still yelling at the top of her lungs even after you pushed through the crowd over to her. Once you were in her line of sight she began aggressively waving you down. 

“HELP, HE’S A KIDNAPP-!” 

“Yes ma'am we are aware, can you please place him down for us.” You sigh as the woman carefully sets down the very angry man. 

He struggles in her grasp as he lets out a spew of curses. “You bitch! Let go of me damnit!” 

Her arm was spun around his torso and arms so he couldn’t move. “Ma’am you can let go now, we got it from here.” 

Shoto moved in on the man as her arm loosened and the man kept talking. “I wasn’t even gonna kidnap you, you bastard!” 

“Oh yeah, then what were you gonna do?” She spat back. Before you could advised her to not antagonize the man he spoke back. 

“This.” A vile grin spread across the man’s face as his arm yanked something on his belt and threw it at the girl. You activated your quirk and you ran to cover the girl with your body. Shoto yelled out for you as the object hit your pants. Glancing down you saw the object that had hit your pants wasn't an object, it was a dark gooey slime. You grimaced at it as the slime began to bubble and grow. Shoto slammed the man’s face into the ground and locked his arm behind his back. 

“What was that!?” Shoto growled at the man who only laughed. 

He chuckled as you panicked and shook your leg using your speed quirk. “Hehe, you are the new test subject for the soon to be greatest innovation of mankind… if you survive.” His grin grew wider as the black substance now covered your entire thigh and was now spreading to the other leg. 

The sludge felt hot, burning hot. You seethed through your teeth as the pain began to spread.  The panic quickly set in your stomach as you fell to your knees.  

“What the hell did you do?!” You looked back up at Shoto who was staring daggers into the criminal he was pressing into the ground. 

“Shit, Shoto!” His grey and blue eyes centered on you as you called his name. “Get him in cuffs and make sure he doesn't attack anybody else. After that, call the Kami Woods to get down here!” The sludge had now spread to your chest as the burn grew hotter. Your lungs felt as if they were being squished to death. Which they probably were. 

‘Am I gonna die here?’ The thought crosses your mind as you think back on all the things you wanted to do. All the things you were gonna do. ‘No. No! This isn’t right! Things can’t end like this, I’ve barely even gotten started in my life!’ 

But there was nothing you could do. All you could do was watch as the goo began to cover you and made its way up to your face and to your eyes. The last thing you saw before your eyes closed was the frightening grin of the criminal who did this to you. 

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A/n: Hi, Im not even gonna talk about my absence anymore y'all should just expect this to happen. HAVE CHAPTER 1-3 LOCKED AND LOADED (almost). Anyways heres a new series with MHA! I hope you enjoy <3

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warnings: dubcon, naga x 3rd POV, smut, fang penetration, hemipenes (is that a warning cuz like it's a snake but justin cases) word count: 3403 work - one shot

     Staring up the long length of scale and muscle, she tried very hard not to look lower. Where a bulge was becoming more pronounced, a slit she hadn’t even noticed beginning to slowly open. She could smell it now, a musky spicy scent that made her mouth water, hand lifting quickly to cover it as if he could see the inner workings. Last time she checked, staff really weren’t supposed to enter the enclosures. 

     Mostly because they didn’t want to pay out the exorbitant life insurance policy, but also because it disturbed the creature's feeling of safety. Which was laughable now, forcing herself to meet the naga’s gaze as his body undulated when he moved closer. She was actually here for the other one, the sweet one who lost her arms trying to escape the enclosure. 

     And him. 

“Listen, I was just checking in because you were-’ a pause.

     Because that had been the problem, she’d been unsure what he’d been doing with the small naga. But coils upon coils had been smashing about, and if they were finally mating it needed to be confirmed so they could start tracking the female’s body in case she managed to lay eggs. 

     No other reason, obviously.

     But he wasn’t interested in talking, at least not to her, swaying side to side as he slowly lowered himself to eye level, fingers gripping her chin and squeezing to force her jaw open farther. A chill ran down her spine watching his own mouth open, the saliva in his mouth like a slick pool that trickled out and dripped towards her own. She wanted to close her mouth, or turn her head, but with the punishing grip found that she couldn’t. 

     Her garbled plea fell on deaf ears, staring up into eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness created by the curtain fall of his hair. A low whimper escaped her when he “kissed” her, his tongue pushed into her mouth, thrusting in and out as his other hand skimmed fingertips along her throat. Down lower to run a claw over a peaked nipple, catching with the tip and she struggled not to let her knees go out from beneath her. 

     What she should be doing was pushing him away, but her muscles weren’t listening to her, weight held by his hold on her jaw. It hurt, but instead of wanting that pain to stop, she wanted more of it. Her entire body seemed to be pulsing, a thrum that started low between her legs and filled her with a heat that made her want to squirm. 

“Because I was what?’ 

     Surprised, he was well known for not talking to anyone, she licked her lips as she tried to remember the answer to his question. What had he been doing? She’d been watching the monitors, and the smaller naga in the enclosure had been tangled in his coils, her upper body shivering and wiggling as she tried to get loose. And when she had gotten free, she’d practically flown away from him, leaving the male jerking and writhing alone.

“You um, you looked like you were in pain.’ 

     The smile that curled his lips made her stomach flutter, stumbling when he released her jaw suddenly. Her feet betrayed her, and she fell backwards, heart hammering in her chest. He was much more intimidating from this angle, feeling the press of his coils against her calves to keep her in place. Which should have caused more panic than it did, not a stirring of excitement that she decided to believe was anxiety. 

“And you wanted to take pity on me?’ His voice circled above her, and that should have been for a cause for concern. But she couldn’t will herself to move. “Perhaps you wanted to help?’

     No! … No? Maybe. A coil pressed against her lower back, arching her body over it, and his claws made surprisingly easy work of the belt at her waist, tossing it and the defensive weapons aside. A part of her was screaming that she needed to do something, if she couldn’t fight then call for help. Her eyelids fluttered feeling something wet and cool slide along the curve of her breast. 

     It wasn’t until the tips of the fangs began to sink into the swell of her breast that she realized it had been his tongue. Her hips jerked when he sealed his lips around her and sucked hard, hands lifting slowly to rest on his chest feeling the shudder all along the length of him as he continued to tangle himself around her. 

“Now hol-hold on…’ 

     Later she could say she tried to stop him, feeling the constriction around her loosen for a moment. Shit, he was going to listen to her, except he didn’t. Something was prodding behind her knees, then twining around her left thigh and moving higher. A slow, heavy drag along the seam of her slacks made her cheeks flush as a low throaty hum escaped her. 

“I already am.’ He assured her, feeling another swipe between her legs and realizing it was the tip of his tail sliding along the line of her through fabric. “Mindless animal that I am, I couldn't help but capture the prey that wandered too close.’

     That would have been offensive if not for the fact that she felt very small and helpless. She should be struggling more, especially given she could feel blood trickling into her cleavage. That had to be from the bite, and the suction that had followed, wiggling as the thicker section of the tail pressed hard and scooted her farther over the coil. Her legs tried to press closed but clawed fingertips gripped and pulled them open again. 

“If I were mindless, I’d think you were terrified.’ His head lowered and she watched with wide eyes. “Others have wet their clothing too, but this…’

     Seeing his tongue flick out centimeters away from her covered core made her clench, and she wanted to kick him in the face for the way his eyes crinkled at the edges in cool humor. Amused by her, the clawed tips of his fingers slowly piercing her inner thighs before pressing his mouth to her slacks and sucked hard. 

     Her clit pulsed feeling the scrape of his fangs on either side of it, scraping the inner labia as he bit down harder with a sharp fricative noise in his throat. She needed to say something, anything, before she really got hurt. Her hips shifted, as she tried to move her legs, gasping as she felt the sharp tug at her waist before realizing what had happened. 

     The fabric tore, and the moist air settled on her skin, his hand smoothing up along her stomach to force the fabric up. Two fingers hooked the front of her bra and ripped it open with a tug that jolted her body. The relief was nice though, heels digging into the coils beneath them as he squeezed one breast in a massive hand. 

“A shame your species didn’t evolve for efficiency.’ 

     She didn’t know what that meant, thighs shivering as the tip of his tongue tickled her clit before moving lower and slowly pressing inside. The tip was slim as her pinkie finger, but the farther it pressed inside her the wider it got. Head falling back as she struggled to breathe, a short lived shriek escaped her as he tweaked the nipple sharply as if attempting to twist it off. 

“But perhaps if there’s enough lubricant from one hole it can make do for the other.’ The words were slurred, half his tongue shoved inside her cunt.

     That didn’t make any sense, but she couldn’t think of a proper reason that it didn’t, but it was hard for her to think of anything. Anything other that the slow drag of his tongue inside her, the way the forked tips of his tongue prodded and poked at the spongey bundle of nerves that made her entire body feel like ti was being playfully electrocuted.

     Getting tongue fucked by a naga had not been on any of her bingo cards, not even when she’d been studying cryptobiology and her teacher had brought in a friend of his that had spoken to the class about some of his rarer cousins who were inhumanely being housed for safety. Her attention shot back to the present feeling his tongue moving lower, circling her anus before pressing inside. 

“Wait, wait…’ 

     What the hell was he thinking, her body doing little more than shiver, unable to move her limbs. Trying to remember what species of naga he was, how long the paralytic would last. He used the same meticulous intensity to send those shockwaves through her that he’d done previously, feeling fluid dripping between her cheeks to pool on the scales at her lower back. 

     His hand shifted to her other breast, blind and fumbling, before squeezing and rolling her nipple against the side of his hand with his thumb. Had he realized that the other was too sensitive for that much attention, or was he simply being greedy. Not a clue, couldn’t bother with thinking of anything other than the gut twisting pleasure that was leaving her feel unraveled.

     It surprised her how devastating the loss was when he lifted his head and let her slide down his front. Cheeks flushing at how much fluid smeared across his chest, she closed her eyes and tried to think of anything else. And then felt something bumping against her ass cheek, actually two somethings. Finally remembering what had caused most of the class to break down into immature giggles and bawdy whispers to each other. 

     Two. There were two penises. Actually, they were called hemipenes, and she was embarrassed to feel a gush of warmth escape her at the reminder. They were normally quite girthy but not long, except what she was feeling cradling the curve of her ass was both thick and long. Letting him take hold of her wrist, she felt the precum slick head of his cock with her fingers, and wrapped them around the shaft just beneath trying to gauge the size.

“Take care of this for us.’

     A handjob? That was disappointing, feeling the coils shift beneath her, cradling her in a different way as his tongue dove between her cheeks and thrust inside her ass. Sophistication who? Her hips rocked with the aggression, hand moving slowly as it was hard to focus on anything but the cool stretch of his tongue filling her. 

     There was a slight pinch, one of his fangs had sunk in instead of scraping over the skin. Blood trickled down her ass cheek to her hip, her fingers wrapping around his cock head and squeezing. When his body shifted, thrusting the penis into her hand, she yelped in surprise  as he pulled back and the barbs that covered the cock head caught on her palm. She’d forgotten about that too, suddenly hoping this did not go the way that she’d been assuming. 

     But then she also hadn’t assumed that he’d notice her coming in the enclosure given that he was so preoccupied a moment before on the cameras. She’d also made an assumption that unlike the reasons for the warning not to enter enclosures, she’d be smarter than that. Except she hadn’t been, and to her unwarranted surprise, once he’d removed his mouth, he was absolutely forcing the head of his other cock into her spit lubricated ass. 

“You’re taking your sweet time.’ He whispered huskily, the coils along her spine shifting her. “I was attempting to be kind and let you take them one at a time.’ 

     That made sense, but apparently it was too late for that now, his body undulating as he used a hold on her wrist to line up the head of his other penis with her pussy as he lifted her leg to rest his cheek on. Which was nice, a little intimate for a first time, except then he sank his fangs into her calf as she felt his torso roll in a smooth rhythm as he forced the girthy hemipenes inside. 

     Each pull back made her see stars, the soft rasp that was becoming more and more insistent the farther inside they went. The hand that had lifted her leg slowly slid down to her hip, as the other grabbed her other thigh and began rocking in earnest. If the width hadn’t been enough to feel like she was being torn apart, the way the barbs dragged along her walls would do the trick. 

     Fluid gushed out of her with every rock of his hips, her hands desperately scrambling for purchase on his coils trying to get away. It was so much stimulation all at once that she wasn’t sure if it hurt, or felt good, or was killing her. Maybe all of them, nails finally finding purchase only to have his grip tighten and yank her closer. 

     That hadn’t been all of it? Her mind whirled realizing she hadn’t felt scales against the backs of her thighs, spine arching as her legs trembled. How much more was there? She might not even be able to take what he had to offer without dying. There’d been videos and warnings on sites she didn’t like to admit visiting, but she was seeing them in her mind’s eye. 

“Don’t play the coward now, you were so confident before.’ She turned her head to look at him, eyes wide and glassy as her brain fought against her to just shut down. “I liked that.’

     She shouldn’t like the low croon that purred out of this throat and past red glossy lips, her blood that he’d managed to keep pulling from her. Shouldn’t be feeling a familiar friction low in her belly considering every inch of her was full up and he just kept going. She whimpered when he pulled back, claws scraping skin as he yanked her back, breath leaving her in a rush as he finally managed to force his way inside. 

“You’re so warm…’ Her body bounced as he pulled his coils back then dragged her back down onto the two cocks inside her. “So fucking hot it hurts. Is that why you humans are so obsessed with coupling?’

     Was he serious? She wasn’t sure, turning her head and struggling to find a way to bite down as the pain and pleasure spun together like cotton candy. All heat and tumbling confusion, before the pain was sahrp and immediate as her body clenched around the almost too wide cocks inside her. And again, and again, she couldn’t breathe as the pleasure and pain warped together in one tantalizing sensation that kept filling a cup already over full. 

     She wasn’t even sure how long it lasted, unable to focus, unable to breathe, her body shuddering as the sensation became the only thing she could focus on. What little breath remained in her lungs left in a rush as she hit the ground with a thud, wheezing as she tucked her legs up and held herself while she tried to figure out if she was dying or not. 

     When she could take a breath without sobbing, though she wasn’t able to pinpoint why, she looked for the naga and saw no one. Her lower half was numb, but in the weird way that she couldn’t feel it until she moved and then it tingled in warning. Except she couldn’t stay there, looking around her for something to brace against and stand, there was no way she could do it unaided. 

“You’re not supposed to be here.’ A soft voice whispered, and her eyes lifted to see the pale nyanza coloured naga staring at her from the foliage. 

     All she could do was nod, and even that was an effort that she stopped after two nods. Expecting the smaller naga to leave, she started counting to ten, once, and then again before rolling onto her stomach. Mistake, huge mistake, her fingers dug into the dirt as her head spun, breath coming in ragged gasps. Something light and cool gripped her shoulder and rolled her onto her back, also a mistake feeling nausea strike like a blacksmith’s hammer. 

“Why are humans so willing to die just to appease their curiosity?’

     Coils began to wrap around her, and she began to panic, lashing out clumsily even as a startled hiss reached her ears. The last of her newly reserved energy gone, she slumped and found an irritated female face filling her vision. 

“I can’t carry you, you know.’ A sharp tsk, finally managing to drape the woman’s body across her back and making a face. “I should leave you here for someone else to come get you.’ 

     Oh god please no. But the smaller naga was already moving, albeit slowly, and the rocking gesture of her slithering made the woman want to throw up. What doctor did she know that she could go to who wouldn’t ask a veritable fuck ton of questions. Nothing about her condition screamed fun time, except maybe the semen and her own fluid that seemed to still be leaking out of her. That was a lot if she could see it on the ground as they were moving. 

“If you throw up I will leave you to drown in it.’ Came the bitter announcement, the woman realizing that she been unconsciously heaving due to the nausea. 

“Won’t.’

     When the naga huffed softly in reply, she tried not to take it personal. She remembered the small naga’s file. Just like the larger male she was one of the few, if not the last of her species. But scientists had found out that the two could be compatible it might just take a while. Except the male had not been happy about that at all, and had attacked the smaller naga who had still been dazed from the narcotics used to sedate her. 

     They’d tried to get her out, to try again another day, but he’d put a stop to that with such a vicious finality that most weren’t even brave enough to send in his preferred prey to this day. And she had stupidly crept in to watch him jerk off, which she was now willing to admit since so much more than that had happened. 

“You’re getting my scales all sticky!’ The frustration was clear in the naga’s tone, being unceremoniously shrugged off near one of the “hidden” entryways. “It’s not even shedding season so I can’t just- Ugh! Leave.’

     Absolutely, mumbling an offer to turn on the special bathing area usually reserved for aforementioned shedding season to assist the female with the process. Since the lack of arms was very much their fault, and some of the people had felt bad about it. 

     Not the scientists. 

     No, they were still harbouring some ridiculous belief that the male would take pity on the maimed creature and they’d fall in love or lust. Too many harlequin romance novels, the woman was sure of it. Finally escaping the enclosure and kicking the door closed behind her. 

     She was never going to go into an enclosure again, slowly pushing herself to sit with her back supported by the wall. Never, never, never. Tugging off her shirt to put over her lap, the undershirt bearing what could be considered a distressed key hole over her chest, she fell asleep. No one used this entrance anyway because it was too close to where the male naga preferred to rest draped across the sturdy limbs of the tree just nearby. But she’d gotten the worst of it, there wasn’t like he could do anything else now that she was out. 

     There was a tap at the door, swinging ajar before she could move away or answer herself. Fabric was shoved through the partially open door by a familiar red ochre coloured hand, her heart hammering in her chest. But that was all, the door closing with a sharp click after being yanked sharply. 

     It was a little rude that he’d bothered to gather all of it up and return it, as if any memorabilia was disgusting to him. The pants were definitely ruined, but the underwear might still be ok- The clothes were saturated, sticky, and she felt a flash of further indignation pass through her. 

     What a prick.

a/n - my dash is half DC half monster fking with a dash of Bucky Barnes. been a while since I wrote vague 3rd POV

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Dating Matt but Nick and Chris make you stay over at their house because when Matt’s at your place they don’t anyone to drive them places

UBER

Matt Sturniolo x Fem!reader

Today was Sunday, I had just gotten back from a long travel day and was driving to my boyfriend, Matts house. Matt was my lifesaver, we met when we were 14; he saw me sitting on the floor near the girls restroom when he had come out of class to go to the toilet.

I was sat crying, going into a panic attack because I couldn't do the work that my maths teacher gave me, he rushed up to me, held me and comforted me despite having no idea who was.

After he calmed me down, he helped me figure out the work and told me that he often experienced anxiety too. When lunch came around, he introduced me to his triplet brothers, Nick, and Chris. From that day on, all four of us were inseparable.

In junior year, we had both developed a crush on each other; he put flowers in my locker with a note asking me out on Valentine's day, and who was I to say no? So, we began to go on dates, and on the 3rd date he asked me if he could be my boyfriend.

Three years later, we were in a healthy and happy relationship. We had organised a movie night with me, Matt, Nick, Chris, and Nate so that Nick and Chris werent 3rd and 4th wheeling. I got out of my car after finally arriving to the triplets' house and grabbed my keys out of my pocket.

Matt had given me a key to their house when they moved to L.A a year ago so that i could let myself in, sometimes i would have trouble sleeping at night so i would drive over to the triplets house, Matt knew I did it to help me sleep at night so it never bothered him when he would wake up to me cuddled up at the side of him.

lunlocked the door and stepped into the house, Matt must have heard me pulling up because as soon as stepped foot in the doorway, he nearly knocked me over with a bone crushing hug.

" missed you baby, how was Boston?" he asked, his speech slightly muffled due to his head being nuzzled into my neck. I laughed, kissing his cheek

"it was good, I missed you too. How have things been while I was away?”

He groaned, pulling away from me *hell, imagine having to babysit two 20-year-old toddlers." Nick walked up from behind him *just because you have to have everything clean all the time Mr.

Perfect" he rolled his eyes pulling me in for a hug

"it's good to have you back y/n, this moron hasn't stopped whining since we dropped you off at the airport." | laughed again at the brothers' antics.

"you guys need to come next time, I bumped into Marylou at the store, she said that the next time I go to Boston I need to drag you by the hair to come with me." I told them, they smiled.

"Were planning to go next month, you'll be coming with us of course" Matt spoke. "Hurry up guys I wanna start the movie!" Chris whined from upstairs. I rolled my eyes playfully at his dramatics, walking up the stairs with Matt and Nick following my lead.

Chris got up and ran to me as I came up the stairs. He jumped up and wrapped his legs around me like a monkey (like he did to nick in the vlog ages ago) as I let out a strained groan. Matt laughed and pried Chris off me. I giggled a bit and hugged Chris normally, despite there only being a few months of an age difference between me and the triplets, Chris was like a little brother to me.

He could be the biggest nuisance, but that was what made him so loveable. Matt never had a problem with us being close because he knew that we never thought about each other that way, and he knew that me and Chris were strictly platonic. " missed you sis he said, a toothy grin on his face as he pulled away from the hug. « missed you too kid, what are we watching?" | asked him, and he suddenly got more excited "we bought the new ninja turtles movie"

TIME SKIP

We spent around 2 hours on the couch together, watching the movie and eating our weight in Wingstop. Nate left around half way through, saying that he didn't want to wake up his mom by coming home too late. Once the movie was over, I

#I'm gonna head home guys, I'm exhausted from travelling" I said to them. Matt stood up after me

*I'lI take you home, I'll probably just end up staying at yours anyway. Chris immediately protested.

“No matt, I have to go to a meeting tomorrow morning, and I need you to drive me" he whined.

"I'm not an uber Chris, either walk or order one." he whined again "y/n, please stay over. I hate taking Ubers, they are too expensive" nick then decided to join the conversation. "I also need to go to target tomorrow” he spoke in a tone that said ‘you better drive me.’

laughed at their desperateness "why don't you guys just hurry up and get your licence? But fine, I'll stay over if matt is okay with it" I turned to look at matt who was standing behind me, silently asking him if he was okay with me sleeping in his room for the night.

"of course, I'm sorry about them" he smiled apologetically at me "it's okay, your bed is comfier anyway" | smiled, running away into his room, and jumping on the bed.

I heard him speaking to Chris, asking him what time he needed to be at the meeting. a few minutes later, I smiled at him as he came through the door of his room, shutting it behind him. "I'm gonna go for a shower and then I'II come to bed" | told him.

He smiled and nodded as he opened his drawer to take out a pair of sweatpants to sleep in "okay, are you just gonna sleep in one of my shirts? I have your spare underwear in my drawer." | nodded at him "yeah, I'II be like 15 minutes, and I'II be done" he nodded.

I went into the bathroom and closed the door. I took a quick shower, before getting out and wrapping the towel around me and opening the door.

I walked over to the drawer that I kept all my spare things in for when I stayed here and grabbed a pair of underwear along with the t-shirt matt had left out for me. I slipped them on, before getting under the duvet and putting my phone on charge.

Matt smiled at me, pulling me in to him as he put his phone down. "Goodnight baby" he spoke, kissing my forehead "Goodnight love" I buried my face into his chest, falling asleep in minutes.

A/n: sorry this is so short, but first one shot done. I'm so scared to publish this 😭

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𐔌 . ⋮ still the same .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

☓┆Deuce Spade x gn! reader

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ᝰ.ᐟ 3rd Person POV, no pronouns used, established relationship with reader, angst, hurt/no comfort

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Deuce had promised himself he wouldn’t be like this anymore.

Not after everything his mom had done for him. Not after all the effort he put into changing. Not after he told you—swore to you—that he was different now.

But the blood on his knuckles tells a different story.

The night air is sharp, cutting through the lingering heat of the day, but Deuce barely feels it. His heartbeat is a hammer in his ears, drowning out everything except the sickening replay of what just happened. He breathes in, breathes out—tries to steady himself—but his hands are still shaking. His fists clench and unclench, aching from the force of his punch.

His stomach churns.

He messed up.

He messed up so bad.

And the worst part? You saw it all.

You're still standing there, just a few feet away, frozen in place. He doesn’t have to look at you to know what’s in your eyes. Shock. Fear. Maybe even disgust.

And why wouldn’t you be disgusted? You just watched your boyfriend lose his temper—just watched him throw a punch, wild and reckless, just like the delinquent he used to be. The delinquent he swore he wasn’t anymore.

But he was.

Because when that guy—some random, arrogant bastard—ran his mouth about you, about how you weren’t “worth the trouble,” something inside Deuce snapped. He didn’t think. He didn’t stop. He just reacted.

And now the guy was on the ground, groaning, and Deuce’s hand was shaking from the force of the impact.

He can still hear the words in his head, sneering and cruel. “Why do you even waste your time with them? You could do so much better.”

Deuce had barely processed what was said before his vision turned red. And now? Now he’s standing here, breathing too hard, staring at his own trembling hands, realizing—

He’s still the same.

Still the short-tempered, violent thug he swore he wouldn’t be. Still the stupid, hotheaded delinquent who solves problems with his fists.

Still the person his mom used to cry over late at night, wondering where she went wrong.

A lump forms in his throat, thick and suffocating.

He doesn’t deserve to be here. Doesn’t deserve to stand next to you like this.

You finally move, stepping closer, hesitant. “Deuce—”

“Don’t.” His voice is hoarse. Rough.

Your eyes widen at the sharpness in his tone.

He swallows hard, forcing himself to meet your gaze. He expects anger. Expects hurt. Expects you to tell him you don’t want anything to do with him anymore.

Instead, you look… worried.

That makes it worse.

He shakes his head, stepping back. “I promised I wouldn’t be like this anymore.” His hands clench at his sides, nails digging into his palms. “I told you I was different.”

He laughs bitterly—at himself, at his own weakness. “But look at me. I haven’t changed at all, have I?”

“Deuce, that’s not—”

“Yes, it is.” His voice cracks. “I—I hit someone. I lost my temper, just like before. I told myself I wouldn’t, but I did, and—” He exhales sharply, running a hand through his hair. “I’m not any better than I used to be.”

Silence.

You take another step forward, and he takes another step back.

He can’t let you say something comforting. Can’t let you tell him it’s okay, that you understand, that you forgive him.

Because he doesn’t deserve to be forgiven.

He inhales, fists trembling at his sides. “I think you should stay away from me.”

Your breath catches. “What?”

“I mean it.” His throat burns. “You… You deserve better than this. Better than me.”

“Deuce, I—”

“Just go.” He closes his eyes, jaw clenched so hard it aches. “Before I drag you down with me.”

The words taste like bile, like regret, like self-hatred. But he means them.

Because he’s not good enough.

And he never will be.

[multific]

The Lion and The Snake

Mattheo Riddle x Griffindor!Reader

Summary: Mattheo and you had a very strange relationship. Ever since 3rd year, it seemed like he had it out for you.

A/N: This is an enemies to lovers piece. I hope everyone enjoys it! ❤️😇✨

Ever since you were kids he had been teasing you. Back then, you would say you two were friends at one point. 

It all started in 3rd grade.

You weren't even sure what happened. One day you two were good then in the next you weren't. It was weird to see the person you called your friend drift away from you quickly. Alarmingly quickly.

He always teased you but it got to a point where it felt more insulting than teasing between friends.

You were a Griffindor which also didn't help the situation.

You never truly understood the rivalry between the houses. You had friends who were in Slytherin. Enzo and Theodore are two. And you even still considered Mattheo to be your friend, a little bit. 

Even if he did have choice words towards you almost daily.

It felt like a facade.

Something he put up every beginning of the year. 

You slowly got used to it, choosing to ignore him instead.

But he was unavoidable. No matter how you tried you always ran into him somehow.

Even the teachers had it out for you as they always put the two of you together for projects.

Which of course always ended in disaster because he never did any work, leaving you to finish everything. 

But you were used to it. You shouldn't be but you are.

Now, as you started your sixth year you hoped it would be different. Much like how you hoped every year. But nothing ever changed. 

It was always the same old thing.

You knew it from the moment you stepped onto the train.

But this year, a new possibility opened its doors for you. 

Parties.

Many many parties.

And tonight was no exception. Hufflepuff was holding a party in their common room. 

You weren't going to lie, you never expected Hufflepuff out of all houses to throw the best parties but for sure they did. 

You smiled as you danced with Hermione. 

You could feel pair of eyes following you Hermione smirked as she pointed behind you, you slowly look and noticed Mario Garger behind you standing leaning against the wall.

Mario was a Ravenclaw, very smart and a good duelist. You turned back to Hermione and smirked.

Mario was also very handsome which he obviously knew. You knew he had an eye on you since last year, so you weren't surprised by the looks he gave you. 

And the alcohol did let you loosen up with your dancing. 

Suddenly you felt a pair of arms around you, you knew it was Mario.

Hermione got the message and moved to dance with Harry instead as you turned around in Mario's arms.

At the moment you failed to notice but Hermione didn't, the looks Mattheo was giving you.

You danced with Mario but you did feel off.

His hands were always on you and they seemed to be moving lower with each song. 

You even grabbed his wrist a couple of times moving it up. But he didn't seem to be getting the message.

It got to a point where his hand moved right below your ass as he leaned in, you tried to push him away but his other hand was holding your waist.

"Don't." you said but he didn't listen.

Then a hand made contact with his jaw as he fell back. He quickly picked himself up as you just stood there, stunned. 

"You piece of shit." this is when you noticed it was Mattheo who hit him. 

"What's your problem, Riddle?"

"Do not touch her! I promise you if you do it again, you will regret being born." obviously the small fight caught people's attention around you.

You grabbed Mattheo's hand and looked at Mario.

"You are a piece of shit." you said to him before pulling Mattheo away as best as you could because he was still glaring at Mario with an expression that could kill him.

"Come on, leave him." you said as Mattheo finally listened and you pulled him out of the room and to an empty hallway. "Thank you but you don't have to kill him, he is not worth it."

"You wouldn't say that if you knew how he spoke about you behind your back." when he said that, your eyes met for the first time in a long while. You watched as he lit a cigarette and blew the smoke. 

"He talks about me..." You felt terrible, you genuinely liked Mario, so hearing that he was this disgusting, it felt a cold shiver down your spine. "I regret holding you back now. You should have punched him more." 

He smiled a little at that. 

You felt an awkward silence fill the air and you let out a small sigh.

"Thank you again," you said before turning to head back to your dorm.

You heard him follow you, his footsteps echoed in the silent hallways.

"Why are you following me?" you asked not turning to look at him as you took a corner.

"Making sure no creeps are following you."

"I see one following me right now." you said as you turned to look at him. 

"You think I would do what he did?" he was genuinely shocked.

"No. But you haven't been exactly nice to me either..." you put it nicely, way too nicely and Mattheo knew that.

His words even bothered him.

How harsh and untrue they were. Sometimes he would lay in bed, look at his ceiling and think about his words, as they haunted him. Even if he said them behind closed doors, he was afraid you would hear them.

It is not what he thought of you, far from it.

"I'm sorry." he said and if it wasn't in the middle of the night in a completely silent hallway, you wouldn't have heard it. You looked around trying to see if it was possibly one of the ghosts who whispered those words. You didn't want to believe that it was him saying it.

"Why? Why are you saying that?"

"Because I am sorry for being an asshole with you. We were friends and I ruined it. But I had my reasons." you rolled your eyes before heading for the stairs. You stepped onto one as it started to move. 

He still followed you. You arrived at the top of the stairs turning around as you looked at him, he stopped halfway up. 

"I'm sure you had your reasons, but you made me feel like shit. I never showed it, I never cried in front of you but I was confused and hurt. I thought you were my friend and yet you did this to me. You called me names, you threw things at me, you laughed behind my back and I highly doubt that Mario was the only one talking about me behind my back, you just might had a different tone."

He opened his mouth to say something but the stairs moved, moving him away from you as you headed to your dorm. 

You heard him calling your name but you decided to ignore it.

A simple 'I'm sorry' can never be enough for the years of tears and pain he caused.

You locked yourself into your room for the rest of the evening.

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Mattheo was a true mystery.

He starts to bully you, makes you feel like the absolute worst and now... now he says he had his reasons... yeah sure.

Maybe his reason is that he wanted to fit in, he needed to prove to the others how 'cool' he was and he did that by bullying you amongst the other stuff.

But you just decided to go on with your life as usual.

Maybe this was his latest idea of torturing you, and you didn't want to feed into it.

But you did try your best to avoid him and his friends at all costs.

Which of course, didn't work. You noticed Theodore and Draco walking towards you down the hall, it would have been too obvious to just turn and run so you decided to face them.

What was extremely weird is when Draco greeted you kindly and Theodore had a genuine smile on his face.

What was going on?!

No smart comment? No degrading nickname? Why were they so nice?

Did something happen in Slytherin?

Were they sick or something?

Well, you are not going to complain, you offered them a quick smile before returning to your route to the library.

You still had this unsettling feeling, but you tried to push it down.

In the library, you still tried to focus on your books and assignments, but you felt like someone was watching you.

You hated that feeling.

Being watched by a creep... you could only hope it was only your mind imagining things.

But it wasn't.

On your way out of the library, you noticed him, smoking, standing there, his eyes following you.

It was easy to tell, he wanted to say something, to talk to you after yesterday he was so rudely interrupted by the stairs.

You walked away but you could tell he was following you.

And sadly, as you took a wrong turn he managed to corner you.

"We need to talk." you heard him say behind you.

"Look, I don't know why the sudden remorse regarding your terrible behaviour towards me, but I don't want to hear it, Mattheo." you said as you turned to look at him.

"You have no idea, do you?"

"Just leave me alone." you said as you tried to walk away but he grabbed your shoulders and pushed you against the wall, with a huge statue hiding the both of you, your eyes finally met his.

"I have been in love with you for so long, you have no idea." you could only stare at him in silence. You could smell the cigarettes on him. "I didn't exactly deal with my feelings the best way, I realize it now. I pushed you away because of the pack mentality. But I am truly sorry. I want to prove it to you. I already told the others to leave you alone. I-"

"It won't work." he was stunned as you found your voice. "A snake falling in love with a lion? Do you really think it would work?"

"Yes." his answer was immediate, it surprised you. "I have spent years in the shadows with my real feelings because of a stupid house. I want you, no, I need you. I need to show you the real me, the boy you once knew. I need to show you that I can be the one for you, the one who loves you the most, I need to show you that. I need you, Y/N."

Possessive. But something inside you moved. Somehow you understood as you could see he wasn't lying, his eyes were speaking and they were speaking from his heart.

"So, you are saying fuck the houses?"

"Fuck everyone! I need you, not them. And I am so sorry for being to terrible. I can prove it to you, I really mean every word." the fact that he was so close and he was so handsome really didn't help your thinking. Your mind was clouded, your judgement non-existent and a little voice in the back of your head kept on telling you to-

"Would you seal your promise with a kiss?" as one of his hands moved to your cheek, yours moved to his neck and pulled him down for a kiss.

It all felt so right.

Like two halves becoming one. 

You heard people calling out, your friends looking for you, but you couldn't pull away from Mattheo. Not only because he wouldn't let you, but you also didn't want him to let go just yet.

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[olderthannetfic]

Ok, LONG story and a rant. ESL

I have a "friend" who recently got on the topic of disabled children, including severely disabled, mentally and physically children, and how people having an abortion just because of it are bad people. She's not pro-life, but her opinion is if you want a child you need to "accept what you get." She has even spoken about how she'd never even consider an abortion if she had a disabled child, and that she'd be a great mom. Blah blah blah.

Starting off, we went to school in the same class until high school. Her entire life she was terrified of people with disabilities, especially developmental. One time in 8-9th grade she started scream crying because our teacher's son with down syndrome had to join class for 2 hours because of the teacher's schedule. In 3rd grade she thought needing glasses was infectious and always ran away from the two kids in class with glasses.She's had some of the weirdest reactions to people with autism, ADHD, and similar diagnosis.

Yet she's here proclaiming how good of a mother she'd be to a disabled child, as a key argument why people screening for disabilities are bad.

Here's my position, as someone who started studying in a field focusing on working with disabled people in all stages of ability and disability, her sentiment is incredibly stupid to me. If you know the fetus will become an incredibly disabled child, it's not a kindness to have it, you're not mother Mary for giving birth to a child that'll never be able to live independently in this world. I've experienced some of the most unpleasant sides of this, and I don't mean helping clean people after the toilet, or showering. I've been inappropriately groped, touched, and kissed by more people than I can count. Some of them understand it's wrong when I tell them a firm no, some get huffy and angry, some get violent. That's just the surface problems I've dealth with. It's difficult, and painful, and to me it's just a job I can step away from at the end of the day, especially since I'll be able to find work in other medical fields when I've completed my studies.

Yes these are people who deserve all the kindness in the world. But I won't lie, the quality of life for someone who's only way of communicating is crying and hitting people is not a kind life. They don't get to live lives where they can just go on vacation, and see new places on their own. They can't start a normal job. They can't start a family. Half the people I work with haven't seen their relatives in years, or are only visited for an hour or two every week. They see people having relationships and having relations in movies, and with their caretakers of family, but they can never have that. Most of the ones who've tried to touch me, or claimed I'm their wife, or girlfriend did it because that's what they see but don't understand what it actually means. I've dealt with disabled people who were victims of extreme abuse not just from family and strangers, but also people in my work field, who're traumatized but don't have the ability to work through properly because it's already difficult for them to just getting through their days. They have their happy moments, but most of all of this happens in an incredibly small social circle, with strict routines, where only other disabled people exist, and they don't even get the chance to be part of "normal" society. We workers are literally trained to "deal" with these people, sure we're also there for socializing, but most of us are also literally just a resource, we're not a friend, or a family member, we're workers.

Some of the places I've been at are more like a 24/7 kindergarten, with a huge lack of funding and manpower. You won't believe how many times we've struggles trying to help people during extreme and violent meltdowns, all because we're understaffed. The job also lacks male workers, which means it's harder to help with any male patients who voice feeling uncomfortable being helped by women. Do you know how incredibly painful it is to see the shame on someone's face who's more abled to voice this discomfort, but still not able to care for himself and needs help with, to us, basic things such as putting on clothes, or taking showers?

People like this "friend" annoy me, because they idealize the idea of having a heavily developmentally disabled child. They see people with more "mild" cases, or self-sufficient disabled people, but ignore everyone living in cramped disabled "communes" or under poverty and high levels of abuse.

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Children, animals, causes: a lot of people romanticize the idea of taking on more than you can handle. It's not romantic. It's just irresponsible.

[elvisslut]

||Following Presley||

An elvis fanfiction

~series warnings- smut, lots of angst, abuse, rejection, anger, fighting, strong language, denial, things that sound suicidal, death of multiple people, breakups, drama-

An-im proud of this storyline some of it is even self perception, i hope you all enjoy the series. God bless you beautiful people. I love yall and appreciate you will every inch of my soul.~

||warnings have been made proceed at your own risk||

Following Presley

You and Elvis were joint at the hip the second you became friends. That was when you were just 4–now you're 8 and even more inseparable.

He stayed at your house quite often, you would have stayed at his but it would have been hard seeing as him, his mama and daddy all shared a bed. It didn't matter other than the fact there was no room so Elvis just stayed with you whenever you two wanted to have a sleepover.

You lived pretty close to him, walking distance for 8 year olds luckily. You went to the same school, played with the same people, half the time even wore the same clothes.

You even begged your parents to keep you in 3rd grade with elvis. You knew all the multiplication and even more division but Elvis was there, there was absolutely no chance you would leave him.

You even sat down with him all the time, teaching him how to do the math problems on the work sheets. Your teacher didn't bother giving you homework, you helped Elvis with his and you did it incredibly fast it wasn't a real problem for you so she never gave you the homework.

Elvis used to tease you for being so smart—still does, probably always will. But you just shoot back with a smart remark.

You both were just perfect for each other in every way, he helped you with everything you needed help with, you helped him with everything he needed help with. You two just leveled each other out.

~

As the years kept going you just got more attached to each other, finishing sentences for each other, being there when you needed each other the most, going as far as being each other's first kiss— you both were 9 exploring the woods like usual and it just happened. Elvis just kissed you.

Ever since then you just got more attached to Elvis, middle school and highschool made it hard on you. You both went through puberty and were figuring yourselves out, Elvis was girl crazy even though he couldn't pull till after the talent show.

You weren't all that boy crazy, you liked to study more than sit and talk about gross and disgusting creatures. Elvis though—you could talk about him all day, talk to him all day. He wasn't disgusting to you.

It got to a point you realized your feelings for him, everyone but Elvis realized how you felt for him. Your brother and mother even teased you about it daily.

One day though, Elvis ran to your house and burst through your door. "I got a girlfriend" what. The. Fuck. Is all that ran through your head as Elvis raved about the girl.

After that you pretty much ghosted him, going out anytime he might come over, locking your door and keeping it locked when he would come over while your home. He didn't know what he did so it wasn't fair but you didn't care about fair, you were hurt.

He tried to talk to you at school, tried to get your help. You wouldn't budge, you just walked away. It started to worry him, he knew you were mad; he couldn't figure out why though.

"Y/n? Hey..can ya talk to me?" Elvis says, following you down the hall of the school. "Just go away Elvis" you say, keeping your head down as you walk towards your class.

"I wanna know what i did.." he grabs your arm and makes you stop. "Why ain't ya talkin' to me?" He asks.

"Because Elvis, just leave it alone" you say, sighing and yanking your arm away. "You're just too stupid to get it through your head elvis" you add, making your way to your class. Leaving elvis dumbfounded in the hall.

He stopped trying to talk to you for a little bit after that, you fell behind on school work—which never happened, you didn't go out of your room hardly except for dinner and school.

Elvis tried to act like it didn't affect him, like he didn't want to cry at night, or like it didn't impact his relationship with his girlfriend. But it did. A lot.

He was too worried about you that he forgot to be a decent boyfriend, even a decent son. Him and Gladys had double the fights they usually do, all the fights usually came from the question "has y/n talked to you?" Or "when are you going to try and fix things?". You talked to Gladys a few times, telling her about your feelings and what you said in the hall.

That lasted about a month before you two made up and acted like nothing happened. Till graduation, when he came up to you and kissed you outta nowhere. Your eyes widened as you pulled away.

"Elvis..your girlfriend.." you breathe out, searching his face. "But i thought ya would have liked it?" He says in a questioning tone.

"Ask next time, so i can say no if you have a girlfriend" you say, pulling away from him. "I have to go see my parents." You add, going to the bleachers where your parents and brother sat.

You talked to them for a little bit, hugging all of them before going over to gladys, vernon, elvis and his girlfriend. You hugged gladys and vernon before looking at elvis.

"Are we going to eat with red?" You ask earning a nod. "Okay im going to go ride with him, ill see you two there" you say, leaving the gym and going to red.

"Elvis and his girlfriend are going to meet us at the restaurant" you say, red nods and wraps a arm around you. "Im proud of you" he says with a smile. "Thank you red" you say, going to his car with him and getting in.

"So..did his girlfriend see him kiss you?" He asks, you look at him and sigh. "I don't know, i hope not..i was hoping no-one saw but you know..with so many people around.." you groan and shake your head. "He's so stupid sometimes.." you add.

[hawktuahfreak]

Hongice week day 2! Nerd/Popular

Short fic because I was too lazy to draw 🙏I hope they aren’t out of character anddd i tried my best! Human au

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Emil looked around the corridor filled with other students waiting for their classes to start. His eyes spotted Lili – the girl he used to spend every second of school with. It felt weird to see her among the popular kids. A month ago he would’ve never thought that she, being the shy person she was, could ever hang out with them! Apparently, it must have been enough time to find new friends. What shocked him the most, though, was that she talked almost all the time with the strange boy who earlier kept staring at them or randomly asking him personal questions.

 

Yet he couldn’t blame her. If she felt the same when he was sick and absent, she must’ve also hoped to meet someone new. No one likes being lonely.

 

Sometimes he wished his brother was with him, but only sometimes, because his overprotective ass would probably cause only more problems. He didn’t want Lukas to embarrass him or to give everyone more reasons to bully him. Still, he could use a warm hug and some words of support. A simple “It’s going to be okay” would be enough.

 

When the bell rang Emil entered the classroom and sat next to the window, as always. He opened his books and listened to the teacher trying to not fall asleep. He never found physics interesting. In his opinion, it was the worst subject ever, it never failed to give him a headache, so since this was his last lesson he decided to visit the school library later. Emil wanted to do something that he loved. Reading was one of those things.

 

He jumped slightly when he heard his name being called. The teacher was asking him something, but because he had been daydreaming, he had no idea what they were doing. He looked into his book and then back at the teacher, who shook her head.

“What is the answer to the 3rd question?”

“I- uh..” he stuttered, his face heated up and just as he was about to apologise and probably get scolded, boy who was sitting next to him whispered something. “Um… 36?”

  The teacher just nodded and carried on with her lecture. Emil looked at his classmate, but he couldn’t tell anything from his expression. He bit his lip and whispered short “Thanks” before writing something down in his notebook.

  He felt a huge relief when the bell rang again announcing the end of this horrible class. He sighed softly, quickly packed his stuff, and headed to the library. To make sure that his brother won’t freak out, he texted him that he would stay at school a bit longer. Already thinking about what book Emil should start reading today he really started feeling better. This was his safe place, always quiet and even though he didn’t talk to anyone seeing familiar faces made it his second home. He felt like he belonged there, around other silent nerds.

  Emil walked around bookshelves looking for something interesting when he noticed someone a bit too familiar. It was his classmate - the popular one and Lili’s favourite. Maybe they were dating? He wouldn’t be shocked, because Lili deserves a handsome boyfriend. His name was Leon if Emil remembered that correctly. He never looked like someone that would read much so Emil let himself observe him a little longer. He looked away though when he saw the guy walking towards him. Emil grabbed the closest book about birds and almost ran to his favourite spot. It was in a far corner, empty almost all the time.

  To make his reading experience more enjoyable he put on his headphones and started looking for a good song he could listen to. Maybe something by weezer? He liked that band.

“No way, you listen to weezer?” Emil jumped again when he heard someone right next to his ear. “I, like, love their music” They looked at each other and the blonde blushed hard. The others face was too close to his. “I’m Leon by the way” He said nonchalantly. So he was right.

“E-Emil”

“They let you dye your hair? It looks great” Leon stretched out his hand to touch Emil’s hair without even asking for permission, so he moved.

“It’s natural” He mumbled

“Seriously? That’s, like, sick” After a bit of awkward (only for Emil) silence he added “You could be a model or something”

“What?” Another blush covered his cheeks. This was the last thing Emil expected. He never thought of that, but he already hated that idea. Of course, it was hard to become famous, but even the small chances were too much for him. Emil despised any kind of attention. Sometimes he wished he could live in a forest where no one could find him.

“What? You’re not half bad looking, I like your hair and eyes. Hm, I think you’d look great on, like, covers of magazines” Emil blushed harder. Hearing that from Leon – probably the most attractive guy in school was certainly something. He looked at him better when he sat on a chair next to him. His amber eyes and dark hair fit his tanned skin perfectly. They were the same height, but Emil was skinnier and Leon a little bit more muscular. No wonder that everyone liked him. They leaned slightly closer to each other.

“Why are you even talking to me?” Maybe it wasn’t the nicest thing to ask, but he couldn’t help it. What if Leon was here only to make fun on him later?

“Uh..” Now it was his turn to blush. Leon looked troubled. Of course he couldn’t tell Emil the full truth. How stupid would it be if he ruined everything so fast? They just started talking, and he was almost a complete stranger to him, so he had to wait to tell him his feelings. Maybe Leon could have any girl in their city, but he had a crush on this boy with unusual beauty and a nice voice, so he didn’t flirt with anyone else. He wanted him. Every time Leon saw Emil in corridors or classes his heart beat faster and he wished he could pinch his cheeks or walk with him holding his hand.

“You know… I’ve just seen you few times and thought that you seem, like, really nice. I want to get to know you better.”

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MAYBE I will write more C:< and I apologise for any mistakes?? I made it in bed at 3am with one eye closed and then checked again fighting for my life on toilet. Sorry 🥀

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[dr-spencer-reids-queen]

Tutor Sesh

Pairing: Jennifer Jareau x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~900

Warnings: fluff

Summary: You tutor the popular soccer genius who is failing one subject; the same subject which you happen to be excellent at.

Square Filled: “if you solve this i’ll buy you lunch.” for @badbitchesbingo

Author’s Note: JJ and the reader are in college

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If you can get this paper done before you leave the library, you’re not going to have any homework for the entire weekend. This paper has been the bane of your existence and you’re about to finish it. The door to the library slides open which makes a weird air sound that causes you to look up in curiosity.

One of the most popular girls in school comes rushing in with her books clutched to her chest. Her blonde hair flows behind her messily but she doesn’t seem to care. She was supposed to meet you forty minutes ago but didn’t leave a message that she was going to be late.

“I am so sorry I’m late. Practice ran late.”

She is a soccer genius. She got a soccer scholarship when she graduated high school and is very good in all subjects but physics. She is very good at playing soccer but if she doesn’t keep good grades, she will be kicked from the team and lose her scholarship. You just so happen to be great at the subject she sucks at which is why you agreed to tutor her.

“It’s not a problem. Just let me finish this paper. I’m almost done.”

“Sure.”

She takes out her textbooks and notebooks while you try to focus on your paper. Her blonde hair falls in front of her eyes so she tries to blow it away only to have the same strand fall back in her face. She gets annoyed and tucks it behind her ear. God, she is so beautiful. Milky skin, golden hair, and oceans for eyes.

Yeah, you’re not going to be able to finish your paper. With a sigh, you close out your document and log out of the computer knowing this session is going to take most of your time.

“Okay, I’m ready.” JJ shows you her physics book which you’re quite good at. That’s the one subject that she isn’t good at which is why she asked you to tutor her. “Tell me what you’re having trouble with.”

“All of it,” she sighs. “We’re talking about the Magnus Effect.”

You try your best to explain the subject as best as you can but she isn’t getting it. You gave her a practice test just to see where she’s at but she fails it.

“God, I’m going to fail and I’ll be kicked off the team,” she loses hope.

“No, you’re not. Okay, I just have to go about this another way.” You look at her bag to see her soccer uniform sticking out of it. “I got it. Think about soccer, okay? A spinning object in motion exerts a net force on the air, which according to Newton's 3rd Law, exerts an equal and opposite force back on the moving and spinning object, altering its trajectory. The Magnus effect is why soccer players can bend a soccer ball into the goal around a five-person wall and why baseball pitchers can throw a breaking ball pitch.”

“Okay, I’m with you so far,” she nods.

As you explain it to her, you’re also drawing diagrams that are easy to follow. She has her notebook out and is taking notes to study later.

“When a soccer player kicks a ball off-center it causes the ball to spin. The direction and speed of the spin will determine how much the ball curves during flight. The curve of the ball during flight is known as the Magnus Effect.

“As the ball undergoes top spin,” you draw a clockwise rotation on the figure, “it causes the velocity of the air around the top half of the ball to become less than the air velocity around the bottom half of the ball. This is because the tangential velocity of the ball in the top half acts in the opposite direction to the airflow, and the tangential velocity of the ball in the bottom half acts in the same direction as the airflow.”

“Okay, now you’ve lost me,” she sighs.

“It’s the big words, right?” you chuckle.

“Yeah.”

“Okay, since the air speed around the top half of the ball is less than the air speed around the bottom half of the ball, the pressure is greater on the top of the ball. This causes a net downward force to act on the ball,” you explain.

“Think of when a soccer player kicks the ball right of the center. It spins counter-clockwise and the Magnus force acts left, causing the ball to curve left. When the ball is kicked left of center, the ball spins clockwise and the Magnus force acts right, causing the ball to curve right. Does that make sense?”

“Yeah, better than this book,” she laughs.

“Okay, with that in mind, answer these questions. If you solve this, I’ll buy you lunch.”

“Okay,” she grins.

You spend the next hour explaining physics in relation to soccer so she’ll understand it, and she’s doing a lot better when it’s compared to something she loves doing. You two get lost in time until she looks at her phone.

“Shit, I have to go. Thank you so much for helping me.”

“It’s not a problem.”

You’re about to clean up when she grabs your face and kisses you. It comes out of nowhere which is why you’re so shocked, but she’s gone before you have a chance to do anything about it. She rips a piece of paper from her notebook and scribbles her number on it.

“Call me, okay?”

You open your mouth to reply but nothing comes out. She puts everything into her bag haphazardly before getting up. She waves at you as she leaves, and you’re still sitting there starstruck.

Did that really just happen? Even after she’s gone, you can still feel her on your lips. You touch your lips gently as if that will preserve the feel of her. Maybe you should tutor her more often.

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