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Bachira:-Will follow you like a puppy-When he sees you he will get excited -Will feed you-Wants to make you smile-Will surprise hug you-Will teach you soccer

Nagi:-Sleep with you-Watch anime with you-Cuddle you while you both nap-Play soccer with him-Let's you borrow his manga (and read with him)-You do his hair

Reo:-Will buy you anything you want-Get you jewelry-You want it? You'll get it-Headpats you-Carries you on his back-Will let you play with his hair

Sae: -Will give you small kisses-Carry you bridle to bed-Will whisper you sweet things-Let you touch his hair-Long hugs-You can wear his jersey shir

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[writingoddess1125]

The old men of One Piece finding out they have a child with you. Pt. 2

Due to popular demand I have a part two for you guys!

Shanks, Buggy, Mihawk xFemreader

Healthy Mix of Angst and Fluff

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Buggy

The crew was quick to follow orders, Cabaji grabbing you as others grabbed your sons. Dragging you from the restaurant you called a home and out onto the streets, screamed fill the air as the village was being ripped apart. Your boys crying out in fear as the crew harshly brought you onto the ship you once were apart of.

You yelped as you were thrown into Buggy's room. Your boys being tossed in as well, you quickly grabbed Dee and Bee and brought them to your chest. Running your hands through their hair as they sobbed against you, shaking like a leaf and terrified.

"Ssshh it's okay my loves it's okay" you whisper trying to soothe them, holding them tightly to try and ward away the bad dream. After a few hours they finally fell asleep, You carefully rolling up and placing them on Buggy's large bed. It wouldn't be best to let them sleep in your arms since they were fairly large and when asleep could kick and roll. You couldn't risk injury if you were going to escape with the twins.

You tucked them into the big stripped bed and sighed- Surrounded by more of this circus shit made them look way more like Buggy then you cared to admit. Smoothing Dee and Bee wild blue locks with your hand you sighed heavily. Trying to come up with a plan to escape- but the plotting was short lived as the bedroom door opened.

Buggy stared at you and then glanced at the boys as they slept soundly in his bed. He was holding a large tray and set it down on the side table, meeting your eyes as he picked up a fork and took a bite from each both and even a bite of the bread, before taking a seat clearly wanting to show it was safe to eat and feed the children. You looked at the food it was 3 healthy servings of pasta with fresh bread and 3 drinks, 2 milks and a ale. You looked at him in question but you didn't dare voice anything. Instead gently shaking the twins awake-

"Eh? Mom?..." Dee mumbled as he rubbed his sleepy eyes. "Dinner is here" You say calmly, holding a bowl out to Dee who gently took it in his tiny hands before waking up Bee with a bit more force and doing the same. Splitting the bread in half and giving each half to your sons to make sure they had full bellies.

You ate your own food, Watching as the twins hungrily ate there like they hadn't had a meal before, havjng to make sure they didnt mess up the nice bed. However you kept glancing back at Buggy, feeling his eyes on you.

He sat across the room stull, watching you closely as you wiped their faces clean with your dress and handing them their drinks and even taking your own ale and sipping it. You saw Bee wat hibg Buggy closely, the two staring at each other silently.

"What are you looking at Old Man?-" Bee snapped as he glared at Buggy. You snapping your finger quickly at him.

"Attitude-" You hissed in warning. However heard a shuffle to see Buggy snorting a laugh and turning away to giggle-

"Damn these really are my Kids- I was at least 90% sure before but now it's 100%!" He laughed, actually Wiping the tears from his face.

"Mom what is he talking about?" Dee questioned first, raising a brow at the Clown in their room.

"Yeah and whats with hi-" You smacked your hand over your sons mouth. Knowing that the following question would lead to a fight you didn't have the strength for.

"Boys this is your father... Buggy the Clown. He's a Pirate Captian"

"Our Dads a clown-" Bee deadpanned as his face looked at you in what can only be described as confused horror. You sighing mentally by this, as Dee stared at Buggy suspiciously.

"How do we know?-" Dee started, But Buggy pulled the hat from his head and bandana to show his blue locks that were identical to their.

"Our Dads a Clown!?" Bee said again this time

"I'm a porate clown-" Buggy shot back as he frowned at the boy. The two locking in gaze of equal stubbornness and attitude.

Dee started to say"Is that why you took us?" But was cut off gloriously by Bee"If you're our dad then you suck! Why did you grab mom by her hair and make her cry!" He proclaimed, Jumping up on the bed and pointing to Buggy angrily. You urging the boy to sit down, But Buggy's gaze softened.

"I apologize- I didn't see it was her or else I would have never raided you town. Instead just picked you three up to take with me" He admitted calmly. The seemed to take the wind from Bee's sails as he sat back down- You also surprised to hear Buggy apologize or be so vulnerable.

"I want to have you three here with me and be apart of my children's life" Buggy started as he stared at you- You started to protest but he held up a hand.

"60 Days, that's all I ask. If in 60 days you don't want me in their lives I'll drop you and the boys off at a Marine Base with some berry. Enough to be comforble for the rest of your lives"

It was a good deal- a damn good deal. It's not like you had a berry to your name or a place to return to. That and he genuinely seemed interested in the boys, you gave a defeated sigh.

"Alright... 60 days- then we will talk from there" Buggy smiled at hearing you agreeing to this. Excitement shining in his eyes as he jumped up from his seat.

"Perfect! You all rest here. I'll leave and bring some supplies for you all" Buggy said calmly as he stood up and quickly left, a grin plastered on his face as he left you.

You should have known that Buggy was planning something. For the next 3 days it was like he turned the ship into a child's dream. There was suddently a absurd about of toys, sweets, every game imaginable too seemed to have suddently appeared. Buggy all to happy to shower the twins in anything they asked for, played any game they wanted.

You inwardly sighed as you watched the twins start to warm up to Buggy, More like clinging to him. Bee seemingly the most interested in him while Dee seemed to just love sailing. Having to be coaxed down from the crows nest were he would hide all day. At the mess hall however is were they fit in the best- It was like Buggy had cloned himself the two perfect best friends, aka himself.

Dee had taken to keeping his hair up due to his time in the crows nest and also had become more confident- pushing his brother back whenever he messed with him a bit too much- As for Bee it was like Buggy 2.0- Loud, flashy and ready to find trouble. It had been only 3 days but so much had changed, Currently it being evening dinner time.

Sitting next to Buggy in the mess hall, who had made it a habit of keeping you close you glared as your son then Buggy who was just laugjing "Benny (Y/L/N) get your monkey ass here right now!" You yelled as you saw your son running down the tables of the mess hall. Singing a made of sea shanty that the rest of the freaks were actually drinking and singing along to.

"Let the boy have some fun (Y/N)! It's not like he's hurting anyone- Besides what's the worse that can happen! Stop with the snooty attitude" Buggy proclaimed with a laugh, you saw Dee get a mischievous look in his eye before slipping under the table. You give a sarcastic smile, knowing your twins all too well.

"Fine then, I won't be snooty for the next hour whatever they damage you gotta clean" You proposes with a smile. He laughed and nodded.

"Deal! Finally now we can have some fu-"

And like a symphony of madness all hell broke lose. Dee had popped put from under the table and grabbed Bee's foot nid step. The singing child falling into a massive bowl of mashed potatos which managed to spray everywhere- coating all the people at the table in potatos and the floor which made a few Crewmates who had been walking slip and slam into tables flinging more food and creating more mess paired with a hunk of cake landing right in Buggy's face. Wiping the frosting as he watched the two boys make a run from the mess hall cackling like two Imps.

"Boys!!" He yelled, trying to wipe more of the pink frosting from his face. You smiled and handed him a napkin.

"Have fun Captian!~" You said with a grin and patted his shoulder as Buggy sat there red faced and glaring at you half heartedly. As if taking your cue, you got up and left. Giggling as you hear Buggy snap at some crewmates to grab something to help clean the mess.

Deciding to take the time for yourself you went to the main deck. Leaning against the rails as you watched the dark waves of the ocean and the setting sun. You couldn't lie and say you didn't miss the ocean, or the time to yourself. You stood there watching as the sun set and plunged the ship into darkness, the lanterns of the ship turning on as well as the ship seemed to be sailing in darkness.

"Enjoying your free time?" A deep voice snapped you from your thoughts. Seeing Buggy walking towards you, his face washed of makeup and hair in a ponytail. Having clearly just bathed after getting the mess hall cleaned.

"Yeah, I forgot how nice it is being on this ship.. How are the boys?" Buggy smiled at hearing you enjoying yourself before shrugging.

"Got them washed up and put them to bed.....They seem to like me" He boated, seemingly proud he had formed such a strong bond.

"That they do" You reply. Watching as he put his hands in his pockets a bit awkwardly, that tough Captian Facade crumbling a bit under his own anxiety.

"(Y/N) Why did you leave?... Was it me? Were you ashamed of me or-" He started, the back of his hand brushing against his nose as the enxiety slammed into his chest.

"What?.. No that's not why I left Buggy- I was scared. How the hell was I suppose to go through pregnancy on a ship? Hell the labor?! That was 36 hours to give birth to both of them!" Buggy winced at the thought, you leaned against the railing and stared at him.

"It was the fact that I couldn't predict how you would react and no idea how to raise a baby here. So in a village with at least some stability seemed like the best option- Even if it ment having to do it alone"

You admit, Buggy messing with his gloved hands. Sadness bleeding through his gaze as he sighed.

"I suppose- I can see your point... but I would have put everything on hold if I knew-" Buggy admitted, before rubbing the back of his head a bit hesitantly.

"You know- We only got 60 days and I've been wanting to take a vacation. Drop off the crew maybe for a bit and I know this really nice island" Buggy said casually. Your eyebrows raising at hearing this- He wanted to stop pirating just for you and the twins?

"What?-" You started but he cut you off quickly. "I mean it would only be a little bit of course- unless something urged me to stay a bit longer. However I think being on the open ocean can be damaging for super long term- I mean the meals can cause scurvy and who knows what else" He quickly justified, even at this distance you could see his ears turning red. You couldn't help but giggle at this, which caught his attention quickly.

"I'd like that Buggy.. But I don't want to take you away from what you love" you say, Watching Buggy take a hesitant step towards you.

"Who knows... 60 days can quickly turn into eternity.. if you want it to.. and i lost what i loved once- Ill never let that happen again" He said locking eyes with you which made you smile brighter.

Shanks

It had been 3 weeks since Shanks arrived- and it had been one journey, The man clearly loved to be a father. Willing to do anything for Vivian, her having the powerful pirate wrapped around her little finger and not even knowing it.

Shanks having let his crew take the time for essentially a vacation on his dime while ge stayed in your guestroom. Excited every morning to wake up and play with his daughter. He bought her so many toys, a chest full of pretty dresses, a giant stuffed monkey and a play wood sword since she had been so interest in his.

She had even taken to tying her favorite green ribbon on his sword since "It looks pretty" and he didn't have the will power to take it off. So for the most part, it had been complete and total bliss.

It was early morning when you heard some loud Noises coming from the kitchen area of your home- Getting up from bed and put on your robe and walked to see what all the noise was.

You stood in the kitchen with a raised eyebrow, the only word fitting this situation was- Hilarious. There sat Shanks, sat on the floor with his back leanes against the oven holding a old muffin. His eyes were covered in a thick layer of green glittery eyeshadow (from your makeup bag) hot red lipstick that was sneered on other parts of his face. Some bows randomly scattered in his red hair. His coat that usually covered his missing arm dropped over your daughter who was still in her baby blue tight gown and she was dragging behind her as she adding things to the spread on the floor. A bag of sugar, some water, a scattering of teabags and whatever had been in the fridge- including half eaten sandwiches and cupcakes which Shanks was currently chewing on.

"Starlight, I don't think there is anyway you can make the wate- I mean tea any sweeter" He said calmly, Watching Vi try to pour more sugar into her little China set with her chubby hands. Shanks cringing a bit at this as she poured him a cup and handed it to him.

"See! Now it's perfect!" She chimed and giggled loudly. He gave a smile as he set aside his muffin and sipped the tea, trying to suppress the cringe from the unholy amount of sugar that was mixed with water and a hint of a poor teabag.

"It's delicious Baby Girl- Fantastic" He choked out, working through a smile as he forced himself to take another sip. You couldn't help bit to laugh, which brought the attention of both Red Heads.

"Mommy!" Vivian chimed loudly running towards you still wearing Shank's cloak and you scooped her up carefully.

"I must say Shanks, you look fabulous" You said with a smile. Shanks Grinning up at you as he sat on the floor.

"I always thought I'd look good in green" He said, Gesturing to the sloppy eyeshadow. Rolling himself up to his feet as he smiled down at you.

"By the way are you ready for today?" You raised a brow-

"Oh boy what do you have planned?" Shanks only gave a wide smile before grabbing a box from the kitchen table and holding up a lovely yellow sundress for you and a similar one for Vivian.

"Fun day out!"

Shanks hadnt beem kidding about a fun day, staring with a lovely resturant on the island, sailing, having in a meadow and then time out at the park the sun started to set. Shanks held Vivian who was passed out against him, walking back to your home. The two of you talking about the time you two where together in the past.

"Thank you (Y/N).." He said softly, Smiling as he watched the sun set and the two of you walked up hill.

"For what?" He smiled brightly at you "Making me the happiest man in the world" You couldn't help but blush at hearing this. Looking away bashfully as you came up to your home, Seeing a man standing there a bit awkwardly.

"Yasopp! Glad you stopped by, This is (Y/N) and my darling daughter Vivian. She's asleep right now but I'm sure she'd love to meet ya"

Shank smiled brightly at seeing his fellow crewmate. However the look on Yasopp face said otherwise.

"Its lovely to meet you (Y/N)... but Captian- we have to talk.." He said softly, Shanks frowning at the tone he gave before gently passing Vivian to you.

"I'll be in a sec" He said, nodding you quickly head inside to get Vivian ready for bed. Yasopp and him talked outside, Shanks looked angry. Staring at the letter and running his hand through his hair clearly stressed. You finished cleaning Vivians face and got her in her PJs, tuckering her in for the night. In the hallway you could hear the should of bottles shifting, turning to see Shanks in the kitchen grabbing the bottle of whiskey you kept on the top shelf- his face twisted in anger as he plopped on the couch.

"You have to leave.. don't you-" You finally blurted out, watching him open the bottle with his teeth and take a sip. His eyes shiny with unshed tears, he nodded soberly as he took a hard swig of the drink.

"Shanks you can't finally meet her and just leave her life-" You stressed, anger bubbling in your chest as you stared at him. He sat slunched in the chair a swirling of different emotions in his eyes.

"They need my help.. and I can't risk it (Y/N).... I can't risk them finding out about you and Vi... they would kill you both" He whispered, shock slamming into you. Your eyes drifting to Vivian's room were she laid sleeping.

"...How long will you be gone" You whispered finally, sitting down on your sofa sadly.

"I don't know..." He whispered, defeat written on his face. Holding the bottle out to you, which you took and started to sip before passing it back.

"When do you leave?" Shanks took another heavy swig of the drink and held it out to you. "Tomorrow morning..." You nod at this- Taking another sip of the whiskey.

"...I-Is she going to hate me?" Shanks whispered, Looking up at were he knew Vi was. You shook your head "She doesn't have it in her heart to hate.." You said softly. He nodded at this and messed with the ribbon she tied on his sword, staring at it hard.

"I love her (Y/N).... so much it hurts.." His voice cracked. But he instead stood up, taking a heavy breath.

"I'm going to get some sleep... you should as well" He said softly, Turning and walking back to the guest room. Leaving you alone with the whiskey bottle, as you put it back in its rightful place. You could have sworn you heard hushed sobs... but left them be and went to cry in your own bed as well.

In the morning, the nice breakfast was made. Shanks feeding Vivian her oatmeal and letting her talk his ear off, you knew he needed this moment. Needed to have this with her. Once breakfast was finishes the three of you started the walk to the docks, Vivian holding Shanks hand as they talked about the pretty ocean.

Walking to the docks he saw the ship being loaded up, Vivian staring in awe at the massive vessel and giggled at the sight of all the men who stared at her and gave friendly waves. Shanks taking a deep breath to look at you both. Hurt shining in his eyes as he swallowed a hard lump in his throat. Kneeling down he looked at Vivian, his hand cupping her chubby cheek as he took a shaky breath holding back tears clearly. "Princess, I've got to go for a while.."

"But why?... you just got here?"

"I know baby girl- But, see there is this trouble maker- His name is Luffy. Think of him as your big brother, he needs my help.. And I don't want to put you and your Mommy in danger while I go get him. So I have to leave-"

He said, Biting his bottom lip for a second as he let a few tears roll down his cheek. Reaching into his pocket and pulling out a solid gold coin- it was quite large and he carefully handed it to Vivian. Her little fingers holding the big coin and touching the detailed design thay decorated it, his Jolly Roger.

"But I promise I'll be back.. but until I do- you have to keep this with you. It's special, it will protect you from Pirates- And when I come back, and I promise I will. I'll trade you that coin for your ribbon back okay?"

He said softly, watching Vivian smile up at him at the promise.

"Okay Daddy.." She said softly before jumping and hugging around his neck. He held her tightly, wrapping his arm around her as if he didn't want to let go.

"Captian-" Yassop said softly, Shanks nodding and carefully standing up. Handing Vivian to you a bit reluctantly, Vivian own eyes starting to water. You held her close as tears rolled down your own cheeks. Shanks leaning in and kissing the tears on your face and one gingerly on your lips.

"I'll see you two again, I swear" He said softly, Stepping back as he followed after his crew. The crew somber like their Captian as he boarded, yelling out commands to set sail. Looking back as the ship began to leave the harbor, Waving at the two of you. Vivian waving back gently as tears rolled down her chubby cheeks clutching the coin close to her chest.

You and Vivian standing on the docks as you watched the ship sail and disapear over the horizon. You sniffles and wiped your eyes of the tears you didn't know had still been running down your cheeks.

Your daughter looking at you and wiping your tears, giving you a smile just like Shanks "Don't worry Mommy.. Daddy said he'd be back"

Mihawk

You stood in your tiny kitchen, rubbing your temple as the days situation settled on your bones. Your son standing next to you chopping vegetables silently, Clearly ignoring the elephant in the room.

"Alucare- Do you want to-"

"No" He cut you off quickly, quickly cutting down on a carrot like it had wronged him. You sighed at this setting the kettle on the stove to start a pot of tea. Knowing damn well what was coming- right on cue there was a knock to the door.

Turning you went to let in the Warlord, he looked like a kicked puppy. Awkwardly standing there at your door with his hat removed, his eyes glancing up at you hesitantly.

"(Y/N)..." He said softly, surprising you that he had even remembered your name. He stepped to the side, inviting him into your home and guiding him to your dining room were he took a seat at the kitchen table.

You took a seat as well, Alucare not turning from preparing the vegetables. A awkward silence following the trio as there was only the sound of chopping.

"Mihawk.. It's been a while" You finally speak, the Warlord nodding in agreement. Silence falling over you two again.

"Oh for God's sake. Alucare sit down please, we are going to get this out" You said, Hearing the shuffle of your son moving from his spot and sitting next to you. You couldn't help but stare in awe- The two sitting across from each other made it seem like they were looking at some odd mirror, they looked almost identical except for the age and minor changes.

"Mihawk this is Alucare, your son. As we can clearly can see. Alucare this is your father Dracule Mihawk"

You introduce, swallowing thickly as the two continued to stare at each other. Silence falling again over you all, Mihawk sighed and rubbed his temple. Turning his eyes away from this odd sort of staring contest.

"Alucare.. That's a good name.. How old are you?" Mihawk asked, staring at his child for a moment before Alucare looked away.

"I'm 16..." He said softly, Mihawk nodding at this before his eyes landed on you.

"How come you didn't tell me- I would have been here, helped you. I have a home and more" He asked, his eyebrows betraying him in pure confusion and he frowned. You sighed and rubbed the back of your neck.

"I was scared- How would it look like if some random person claimed to have some famed Warlords child.." You mumbled, still embarrassed by the whole ordeal. "Besides it wasn't even until after are alleyway escapades that I understood who you were-"

"I see..." Mihawk sighed as he stared at Alucare again, who seemed to grow a bit uncomforble at the direction of this conversation.

"Alucare do you wish to ask something of your father?-" You encouraged. Wanting to create a olive branch between the two.

"What is there me to ask? It's not like it's a secret that we are related or his reputation. The only thing I would wonder is how you found out about us-" Alucare said a bit dismissively, you felt genuine surprise at this. He had never shown anyone disrespect before until now-

"There were rumors of you that traveled to a Marine Base I was at- how a child looked like the famed Mihawk... eyes and all" Mihawk clarified. Alucare only rolling his matching yellow eyes at this, standing up from his seat.

"I'll be dismissing myself. Thanks for the talk" He said calmly, walking out the back door and slamming it shut behind him. You sighed and looked to Mihawk

"Hes normally not like that, I don't know what to say" You admit. But the Warlord just stood up with a understanding nod.

"Hes angry... that I understood.. I'll return" He said before following out the back door as well.

Standing by the grove of trees next to the house Alucare let the cool blade of the knives brush over his fingers, sighing as he quickly released the blade at lightning speed at the carved target on the old tree hitting bulls eye. Alucare walking to retrieve the lone blade and repeat the process.

"Impressive shot-" The deep voice only belonging to Mihawk sounded behind the teen. Alucare glancing back at the man as he resumed his position and went back to throwing his blade.

"Thanks I suppose-" Alucare mumbled as he continued to task. Mihawk sighing softly as he glanced at the sky.

"What is the true reason you resent me- One that you don't wish to express with your mother around" He finally asked, staring at the sky. Alucare faltering in his movements for a moment, keeping the blade in his hands for a moment.

"If you had been anyone else she wouldn't have had to suffer so much-" He admitted, his eyes showing a deep sadness as he sighed "I saw the way they looked at her, despite her smiling and ignoring it.. how she acted as a human shield for me. Because we share blood- How she would sit on the bed after working day and night to put that home over our head... how tired she was and then emotionally carying the brunt of people looking at her in either pity, fear otlr disgust for my sake"

He admitted, throwing the blade once again watching the blade stick deeply into the tree the handle being the only thing that showed. Mihawk quietly listened and clenched his hands.

"I understand... if I had known I would have protected her... I would have protected you- Nothing I can say can make up for 16 years of hardship... but I do apologize" Mihawk said, bowing his head gently.

Alucare looked at him silently for a moment. Looking away for a moment and went to grab the blade.

"...How do you sharpen a blade-" Alucare asked, In his own way accepting Mihawk apology and extending a form of communication. Mihawk gave a hint of a smile on his lips as he stepped forward.

"I can show you-"

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For all the people who requested Pt. 2

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[juliettejwnewinesa]

Hi! Is it okey for you to write a Baku xfemreader like Beakjin keep trying to lure (idk the word sorry) Baku to Union so he’s take reader as a hostage?

Love love your work 🫶🏻

Title: "His To Burn For"

Pairing: park Humin x fem!Reader Setting: Weak Hero Class universe, post-Union era Genre: Dark drama, betrayal, hostage tension, filthy smut Warnings: Coercion, hostage situation, obsessive behavior, possessive Humin, NSFW (18+), fingering, rough sex, marking, aftercare, blood mention, trauma aftermath

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Beakjin never wanted Humin in Union because of loyalty. He wanted him because of you.

Humin didn't see it at first. He thought Beakjin's interest in him was about strength. About power. About turning the former Jinha captain into a tool for Union's dirty work.

But then you showed up at Humin's side. Sweet. Sharp-eyed. Loyal to the bone. And suddenly Beakjin started asking too many questions.

"That girl," he said once, off-handedly, like you were just another weakness. "She yours?"

Humin didn't answer.

He should’ve.

Because two weeks later, you vanished.

He tore the streets apart looking for you.

Nights without sleep. Days without food. His fists bled from punching walls and skulls. He interrogated every Union rat he could find. No one talked. Not until he snapped a kid’s wrist and whispered, too calm:

"You tell me where she is, or I make you scream like she might be right now."

You were in a locked room in an abandoned high-rise, wrists bound, lip split. But alive.

And when the door crashed open, and you looked up through blurry eyes, the first thing you saw was him. Bruised. Eyes wild. Breathing like a storm.

He looked at you like he'd been dragged through hell just to reach you.

Because he had.

Beakjin showed up two days later, smirking like he hadn’t tried to sell you as leverage.

"You want her safe? Join Union."

Humin laughed in his face. And then he punched him so hard he shattered the man's jaw.

"I am her safety," he spat, grabbing you by the waist. "You want war? I'll show you fucking war."

That night, in the safehouse, you trembled in his hoodie. Not from fear. But from everything — the terror, the relief, the closeness.

He knelt in front of you, rough hands cupping your thighs, lips against your inner knee.

"He touched you?"

You shook your head. "Only threats. Nothing more."

He exhaled like he’d been holding that breath for hours.

Then he kissed your thighs again. Higher. Slower. Worshipping.

"Still gonna kill him," he muttered. "But you… you're mine. Nobody gets to touch what's mine."

His fingers slid into you first — careful despite how rough he looked. He held eye contact while he stretched you open, thumb stroking your clit until you were whining into his chest.

When he finally pushed inside, it was all teeth-gritting restraint. Big hands gripping your hips. Your name, broken and raw, against your collarbone.

You rocked against him, slow and shaky, until he grabbed your waist and slammed up into you with a growl.

"Say it again. Say who you belong to."

"You," you gasped. "Humin. Yours. Always."

He fucked you like he needed to burn the memory of Beakjin off your skin — like every thrust was punishment for the man who touched what he loved.

And when you came, crying out his name, he followed seconds later — buried deep, panting into your mouth.

Later, he cleaned you up with trembling fingers. Pulled you into his lap. Held you like you were something fragile, even though you’d just taken him raw and wild.

"No one’s ever taking you again," he whispered. "Not while I’m breathing."

You believed him.

Because when Humin loves, it’s not safe. Not sane. Not gentle.

But it’s yours. Burned into bone.

Forever.

[anonymousbardd]

Connected To The Soul Ft. Mr. Scarletella

⸝⸝ ౨ৎ :: "Me want your name...", "Will not/cannot give."

Content Contains : 𑄽𑄺 : xFemreader, smut, strong language, mentions of violence. ¡Do NOT re-post without crediting! [MDNI]

⸝⸝ ౨ৎ :: "You are to serve me, you are now mine... Disobey me and you'll face the consequences of your actions."

Name forgotten, purpose has perished... Mr. Scarletella stand before [F/N], looking at her with content, pitiful thing even forgot his own name. So the young woman gave him one.

It wasn't too far off from his previous name, quite frankly it was just a shortened version of it, "Scarlett".

This poor lovesick entity stood in front of the young and dazed [F/N], who's currently covered in blood and is breathing heavily, her face flushed as she looked at the tall man in front of her.

She then pointed at the body and looked at the man in red, "Body... You consume..." She said in the broken language that Mr. Scarletella understands.

Mr. Scarletella smiled and leaned closer to [F/N], "You give body.., me greatful."

"Hmm, you're really useful for getting rid of bodies... I should reward you for being so good," she said, Mr. Scareletella tilted his head; he didn't really understand what [F/N] was saying, but he was happy to hear her voice nonetheless.

The young woman then signaled at Mr. Scarletella to stay, "Me change clothes, you stay," she said.

The man in red grinned and nodded his head, his eyes intently watched as [F/N]'s figure slowly descended into her bedroom.

After a long day, the young woman wanted to get changed as fast as she could.., although she enjoyed having to hurt people, the aftermath of the progress was a hassle.

[F/N] then slowly began to strip off her raincoat, freeing her sweating skin from the hot material of her protective outfit.

As she browsed her closer for a nice comfy clothing, her eyes suddenly met with the red umbrella at the corner of her room. The red that coloured it was definitely noticeable and eye catching.

[F/N] hummed and put on a random shirt, she then made her way towards the umbrella, gently grabbing it and looking at it intently.

She then hummed and thought to herself, "If I remember correctly... This is connected to his heart..." And just as she said that, Mr. Scarletella appeared behind her.

[F/N] jolted as she felt his warm breath on his skin, his body slightly leaning down on her, his chin almost resting on the young woman's shoulder, "What doing...?" He asked in a soft tone.

The young woman shook her head and turned her face slightly to face his, "Nothing..." She replied.

[F/N] then notice the soft look in his eyes, his black empty eyes seemed to carry desire... Desire for what?

"Need something?" She asked, the man in red didn't answer right away, he then part his lips and spoke, "Me want..." His lips quickly shut and then he rested his head on [F/N]'s shoulder.

"Me want you..."

[F/N] hummed, she then turned her body to face him, her eyes looked up at his. Slowly, she placed down the umbrella, leaning it against the wall, her hands then reach for his face, cupping both sides of his cheeks.

"What you desire?" She asked.

Mr. Scarletella placed one of his hands on top of [F/N]'s, he then let out a shaky breath and spoke, "Want to feel... Me want to feel you..." He mumbled.

[F/N], her thumb creased Mr. Scarletella's cheek, "Is that so..? Well, you've been really good recently... I suppose I can give you a reward..." She said with a grin.

The red-haired man tilted his head, not understanding a single word she had just said, but by the tone of her voice and the way she looked at him, he could tell it was going to be something good.

⸝⸝ ౨ৎ :: "Being with you makes me happy, seeing you smile makes me weak... I love you, and you'll be mine, forever."

[F/N] softly hummed as her hands gently stroked Scarletella's hair, he was on top of her, his head rested on her chest.

"Who knew that the infamous man in red would be so putty in my arms?" She spoke softly; although her words weren't understood, it didn't matter.

Scarletella let out a happy sigh as he nuzzled his face on [F/N]'s chest, his arms wrapped around her body, "You look pretty without your coat, you should wear it less when you're at home."

The young woman kept whispering sweet things into Scarletella's ear, not caring for their language barrier. An idea then popped in her head.

"Scarlett~..," she called out.

The red-haired man looked up and tilted his head, his dark eyes covered by his hair.

"Me teach language..."

Scarletella smiled and nodded his head, "Alright... You teach language, me understand better."

[F/N] smiled and thought for a moment, "Hmm, right now we're cuddling... So, we doing cuddling," she then tightened her embrace and smiled, "We cuddling."

Scarletella chuckled and rested his head on her chest, "Like... Me like."

The young woman giggled and gave Scarletella a pat on the head, for the next few minutes, she pointed at things and taught what they're called.

She also helped him form small sentences, just for basic communication.

After a little while, [F/N] taught Scarletella another sentence which was more intimate; "You and me.., always together... I'm your master, and you belong to me... Forever."

Scarletella repeated her words, slowly learning what they meant.

It went on for a while 'till their intimacy eventually got sexual.

⸝⸝ ౨ৎ :: "Let me make you feel good, I'll show you all the pleasures I can give."

"Ah-ahh~..! Fuck!" [F/N]'s loud moans only turned on Mr. Scarletella even more, he did everything in his control to keep himself from holding her hips and thrusting even deeper.

He knew to himself that if he did something that [F/N] didn't like, he can kiss his orgasm goodbye; that was until she burried her face on the crook of his neck.

"Feel good... G-go harder~..." She moaned into his ear, her eyes shut due to the delight ecstasy she's feeling by Scarletella's throbbing cock.

Scarletella whined, and his hands quickly placed onto her hips, pushing it down further into his cock while his own thrusted in and out of her faster.

[F/N] shot her head back as she felt a wave of pleasure suddenly washing over her, her moans even louder than before. Good thing she lived in a pretty abandoned area, no one to hear her sweet tender moans other than Mr. Scarletella.

The red-haired man kept pounding his cock in and out of [F/N]'s dripping pussy, his eyes looked at hers, filled with tenderness and passion.

His hands gripped on to her hips tighter, pulling her down deeper on his cock.

Scarletella rammed his hips into [F/N]'s sweet dripping pussy, causing her to let out a load moan, she nuzzled her face closer to him, a soft whimper comming out of her.

The red-haired man's speed was inhuman, which made sense considering the fact that he isn't human, but it was all too much for the young woman.

The sweet taste of sexual ecstasy made her cum all over his cock, Scarletella grinned. He didn't slow down, instead, he kept going faster, his cock twitched as he felt himself getting even more pleasure.

"F-fast... T-too fast... S-slow, please~...," she softly whined, her hands were on his shoulders.

Scarletella let out a disappointed hum and let out a soft groan as he slowed his pace, he felt [F/N]'s body trembled under his touch.

"Pretty..." He mumbled as his hips continued to thrust in and out of her at a steady pace, [F/N] giggled and kissed his jaw and smiled, "Thank you..."

Scarletella then wrapped his long slender arms around [F/N], his face pressed against the top of her head, inhaling the sweet scent of her shampoo.

"C-cumming... Oh FUCK I'm cumming!" [F/N] cried out, although the red-haired man didn't really understand her words, he knew what she was telling him by the way her walls clenched around him.

Scarletella softly moaned, feeling himself getting closer to his own orgasm, "Desire... Inside..." He mumbled.

[F/N] nodded her head, lips throwing out moans of pleasure, "Y-you may~..!"

And not even a few minutes later, Scarletella and [F/N]'s sweet juices mixed together as they both hit their climax at the same time.

The young woman rested her body on top of Scarletella, breathing heavily as she took her time to calm herself from her high.

Scarletella smiled happily, seeing [F/N]'s flushed and tired figure to his sweet loving made him feel happy. His hand reached her head and he began to gently stroke her hair while softly humming.

"I'm yours, forever..." He softly hummed as he placed a kiss on [F/N]'s forehead, she hummed and nodded in response, "Yes... Yes you are."

[marana1]

(BLLK) Nagi x reader

You were playing a game with Nagi, you'll admit you have a small crush on him, you went to his house to hang out, you sat down next to him in the couch, "y/n can i sleep on your shoulder?" said Nagi in a sleepy voice with that same dumbfounded he really cute for a tall guy, he looked at you slightly tilting his head to the side, waiting for an answer, you got flustered and nodded at him because you couldnt find the words to say, he rested his head on your shoulder and drifted to sleep, your heart was pounding harder than ever, your face was burning, you wanted to move, but his hand was touching yours, you didnt wanna ruin this once in a life opportunity, you thought about what happened outside at school today, you were chilling with Nagi, you were talking with Nagi and got up from the bench he grabbed your hand, "Nagi-" before you said anything Nagi brought you closer and said "Can you play with my hair it such a hassle to do it myself, so can you do it? he boldly said with that same face but he looked away and you saw that his ears were a slightly pink, you stared at him in surprise, you ran your hand through his hand "It's soft" you said blushing.Nagi isnt sure why but he felt his heart race, your kind words and your hands running through his hair and turned him into a blushing mess as well, you thought it was cute how he blushed, your thoughts got cute off and you realized how late it was. You ruffled Nagi hair and got up but- "Lets stay like this" he mumbled maybe half awake. You in the other hand was internally screaming like a high school girl and would kick your feet in the air, You just let this moment happen as you fell asleep with him too A/n: 2 updates?!🤨,

I'm also making a Bachira one next :)

[yuvi6i]

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💀 I just imagine a scenario when wbk boys already became a adult and have a job, hayato. would think of marrying y/n when they are still dating each other, Suo tease sakura about how y/n's last name will be 'suo' since his first name is hayato and his last name is Suo, that meant y/n will be Suo y/n or y/n Suo 👀.

Sakura will be his brother in law, 💀 sakura is protective over his sister( bro is denied it even though its a fact) then he would tell to Suo that will never happened.

Then, time skip to when both hayato and y/n get married ( sakura give them his blessings since he want his sister to be happy and he trust Suo that he can protect his sister, with a threat that if he ever broke his sister's heart sakura will beat Suo into a pulp).

Time skip again after a few years later, hayato and y/n have 2 kids its a twin, a girl and a boy a copy of Suo but the girl have y/n's characteristic.

They gather together as a family, both of their kid love their uncle so much and like to spend their time with him when they gather together.

I LOVE YOUR WRITING 😊❤

LOVEEEE IT!!! The idea is giving, so let’s make it a reality!

This is a one shot!! And has no relation to the series I’m doing of my brother’s best friend!

Suo Hayato xFemReader(Sakura’s twin sister)

Suo was at the Sakura’s home, all graduated and with a job. Sakura Haruka was already use to it, especially since Y/n and Suo started dating since during their 2nd year at high school. Haruka had never really supported the idea of Y/n dating someone like Suo, after all he’s always been mysterious and secretive, it unsettled Haruka.

Usually, he’d just greet Suo and go to his room although he couldn’t at the moment because Suo was sitting on the table and somehow, he was sitting across the man who was smiling innocently at him as if he didn’t say the most traumatic thing a brother would want to hear from his sister’s boyfriend.

“Haruka-kun, what do you think? Suō Y/n sounds utterly adorable won’t it?” Suo smiled at Sakura whose face fell and stared at him as if he caught Suo with a severed head.

“Hah…? HAH???!!!!” Sakura stood up, pointing an accusing finger at Suo as if he commuted a crime right in front of him.

“S-S-S-SUO Y/N?!!!!” Sakura stuttered out his face turning utterly red at the very thought of it.

“N-N-N-NO WAY!!!” Sakura screeched out which made Suo chuckle.

“Hmm? How so? I’m dating Y/n-chan! So if we got married she’d take my last name naturally! She didn’t have a problem with it when I tease her about it!” Suō chimed, making Sakura’s face pale as paper sinking back in his chair. Suō smiling innocently as Y/n came back home.

“Hayato? I didn’t know you were coming over.” Y/n chimed removing her shoes before walking in the kitchen.

“Hmm, I simply wanted to visit Sakura-kun, it’s been quite a while after Highschool I rarely see him.” Suo smiled innocently.

“I suppose…Nii-Chan are you okay?” Y/n hummed before turning to her brother who was sinking in the chair and just muttering something under his breath as if he’s traumatized.

“Suo-kun…what happened?”

“Same old Sakura is sensitive about love topic.”

“Oh…”

“Y/n…S-Suō…”

—TIMESKIP

“Congratulations on being Mrs. And Mr. Suō! You may now, kiss the bride!” The priest stated out loud, Suo ended up kissing Y/n who kissed back. Everyone was clapping, much to Sakura’s dismay who was biting the inside of his cheeks which were utterly red, Nirei had to physically turn Sakura’s head away from the scene.

“Oh, Haruka-kun!” Suo chimed to which Sakura clicked his tongue.

“Congrats, I didn’t know you’d actually be able to hold onto a relationship with my sister.” Sakura murmured his cheeks red despite his words he still meant well.

“That’s nice of you to say, brother in law!” Suo teased making Sakura face turned pink.

“SH-SHUT IT! DON’T DO STUPID SHIT TO MY SISTER!” Sakura screamed out making the other people look at the commotion.

“Hmm? I wouldn’t even dream of it…well if we’re on the same page that is.” Suo smiled.

“Hah? What’s that supposed to mean?” Sakura raised an eyebrow.

“Oh nothing~”

“Whatever, look just…treat her nicely.” Sakura huffed out before walking to which Suo smiled watching Sakura walk away.

“That’s much obvious, Haruka-kun.” Suo sighs out.

—TIMESKIP

It’s been years at this point, Hayato and Suo already has a family of their own. A beautiful girl and boy, apparently twins too, Daiki was older and had the same eyes as Y/n and Haruka, the girl takes after her uncle. Then there’s Hanzō who clearly takes after Hayato himself, despite being twins the two looked nothing alike even in personality. It was their monthly visit with Haruka who spoils the twin rotten.

“UNCLE HARU!!!” The twins chimed in as Sakura turned to see the two children running towards him.

“Sorry for the intrusion nii-Chan! It’s been a busy week…” Y/n sighs out.

“That and also because the twins missed you.” Hayato added.

“That’s fine. Hey there kids.” Sakura said greeting the twins.

“You both aren’t giving your mom a hard time right?”

“Nope!”

“Nah.”

“Well, I’m gonna unpack their things in the guest room.” Y/n sighs out leaving the twins to her brother and Suo followed his wife.

“Uncle Haru! Uncle Haru! teach us how to fight!” Daiki squealed.

“Don’t teach her, she’s just gonna end up fighting some kids. I on the other hand plan to go to Furin.” Hanzo shrugged out.

“You’re playing unfair!”

“Am not!

“Am two!”

“Alright, that’s enough, I ain’t teaching any of you.” Sakura rolled his eyes.

“HAH?! WHY?!”

“Cause your mom would get angry at me.” Sakura sighs out.

“Hanzo, you should ask your dad about that. Daiki, I thought you wanted to be a model or something?” Sakura raised an eyebrow.

“I mean yea! That’s why I need to know how to fight! Mama said that creepy guys are everywhere!” Daiki huffed out.

“Father said I could, he said I should ask you for fighting. Something about fighting is in my blood or whatever?” Hanzo shrugged.

“Oh god help me…” Sakura murmured as the twins kept pestering him.

[florihaei]

꒰ TRACK 1 - SUNDAY LOOP .ᐟ ✦

duration - 4:16 .ᐟ ✦

lyric preview ~ “same place, same time, every weekend. you’d think we figured it out by now”

pairing : collegemark!xfemreader!

synonym ~ you see him every sunday. same booth, same drink, same flutter in your chest. but when your favorite routine starts to feel like something more, what happens when the loop breaks?

౨ৎ … WC - 2.8k! ( 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐈’𝐒 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐔𝐓 )

• part of the love and louder !✦ series !, (taglist is still open!!)

• warnings ~ mutual pining, slow burn, friends-to-lovers, kissing, a bit suggestive.

͏ï๑ ⠀ — reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated! ✿

SUNDAY LOOP .ᐟ ✦

~ NOW PLAYING..

it’s always stated with the same corner booth.

back against he wall. two ice drinks. the music of the coffee shop that tried to hard with their playlist. and mark lee, headphones around his neck, hoodie sleeves pushed up to his forearms, tapping his pencil like he’s composing something instead of taking notes.

you met here very sunday since the start of the semester. no one ever said it out loud, it just became a thing. somewhere between midterms and early spring, you stared saving him a seat without asking. he stared buying you drinks without checking the order. and now?

now it’s may, and noting has changed. and everything has.

same time every sunday, rain or shine, exams or not, it’s a routine now.

but lately, it’s been feeling like more.

“hey” he says, soft and breathless, cheeks pink from the wind. his hoodie sleeves are pushed up, his hands are warm from the drink he bought you.

you take it, fingers brushing his. “you’re too good to me.”

mark grins, and it’s the kind that settles into your skin.

“nah” he says, gaze lingering for a moment too long. “you’re just easy to remember.”

and that’s the thing about mark

he says things that sound simple, but it sticks with you way after.

you tell yourself it doesn’t mean anything. but you also know better.

-

he’s been sitting closer lately.

like closer.

his knee bumps yours and stays there. his fingers hover near yours over the table. sometimes he leans in to show you something on his screen, he could just turn it around, but he doesn’t.

“you’re not even typing” he teases, watching as you stare at the blinking cursor on your doc. “is that the same sentence from last week?”

“i’m thinking.”

“you always ‘think’ when I’m around.”

you narrow your eyes. “you’re distracting”

mark raises a brow, his voice low and soft. “good distracting?”

your eyes meet, you look away first.

but you’re smiling.

-

lunch is apart of the loop now, it didn’t even start out that way, it just happened.

now he carries your bag like he’s meant to, touches your back to guide you through doors. orders something new so you’ll try it. slides half of it your way without even looking up.

you take a bite. he watches you chew like you’re the one on his mind, not the song lyrics scribbled into his phone notes.

“you like it?” he asks, biting back a grin.

“you could’ve just ask me to try it.”

he shrugs. “where’s the fun in that?”

your knees are touching again. neither of you move this time.

-

outside the air smells like rain, you sit on the library steps, shoulder to shoulder. he pulls his hoodie sleeve over your hand without saying a word.

you let him.

“i got into the songwriting program.” he says, his voice carful.

you turn to him. “mark!, that’s huge.”

“it’s in vancouver..”

“oh..”

the silence took over both of you, before you started to speak again.

“are you going to go?”

“i should.” he looks down at his hands. “it’s a big opportunity, i’ve wanted it for a while”

you nod, even tho you can feel your chest tightening.

“but” he says, glancing sideways at you, “i keep thinking about this, thinking about us..”

you blink. “us?”

he shifts his face to you. “every sunday, the way we act like this isn’t something. like we’re just.. friends or something who accidentally touch too much and look a little to long.”

you open your mouth to speak, but nothing comes out.

mark leans in, his voice quieter now. “i didn’t want to mess up what we have, but i’d regret not saying it more.”

he takes your hand, his thumb runs slow circles against your knuckles.

“i like you.” he says. “way more than i should if this was just a routine.”

your throat feels tight. “i’ve liked you since week three”

his brows lift. “week three?”

“you wore that green hoodie and fell asleep while we studied, i was done for.”

he laughs, bright and soft, and then he looks at you differently.

softer ..

hungrier..

“can i kiss you?”

you nod once. “please.”

the kiss is everything it’s been building to.

it was gentle at first. just his mouth pressing into yours questioning first. then firmer, like now he knows the answer.

you fingers curls into his hoodie. his hands slides down your spine, you breath him in, something that’s always been just him.

his lips part slightly. the second kiss lingers, and so does the third one.

you could kiss him forever and never get bored.

and he kisses like he might feel the same.

“i’ve been dying to do this” he whispers.

you swallow hers, heart knocking into your ribs. “then do it again.”

and he does.

-

you sit there for a while. your fingers tangled in each other, as your heartbeats as well.

mark looks at you like the sun just came out.

“so what now..?” you murmur.

he squeezes your hand. “we break the loop.”

-

the next sunday, you don’t go to the booth.

you go somewhere new, more quiet, just you and him and the hum of something that feels like the start of a different story.

he gives you his hoodie again, but this time, you don’t give it back

your hands in his, as he pulls you closer as you walk, fingers sliding against your palm in lazy, knowing patterns.

“you know” mark says, his voice just above a whisper. “i still remember the first time you smiled at me.”

you glance up at him, lips tugging up. “yeah?”

he grins. “felt like my heart hit a loop right then.”

you roll your eyes, laughing softly. “your so corny”

“but you love it.”

you bump his shoulder. “i do.”

mark stops walking, as he turns towards you with that soft, sweet look that always unravels you.

“your my favorite part of the week” he says. “my favorite person, you know that right?”

you reach up, brushing your thumb along his jaw. “yeah i know..”

he smiles. “good.”

then quietly. “you’re my baby now, okay?”

you blink, as your breath catches.

“say it back” he teases, leaning down until your nose brushes. “please?”

you whisper it. “yours..”

mark hums against your mouth when he kisses you again. his hands curls around your waist, pulling you in like he doesn’t plan to let go.

and he won’t.

not next week. not the other after.

because the loops broken now.

and what’s left is something more.

💭 taggies ~ (taglist still open !!) - @ikozen @caaally @spacejip @remgeolli @haechanielove @yoonohswife @yvvnii @lelecidio @rubiiisyeon @dreaminabtrj @luvvhaechan @i06hae @polarisjisung

⟡ 秋のメモ… ︵ ︵ ིྀ - welcome to the first fic of the love and louder series!!, i was rushing to write this so im so so sorry!!, please enjoy this!!, im gonna come back with a banger for my love renjun !😼

©florihaei 2025 ꒰ do not rewrite, copy, repost, or translate any of my works without permission ۟ ׅ ͡ ୨ৎ

[poisonlove]

Omg! You're taking requests!!! ME haaappy! 'cause i have one eheh

Jenna xfemreader

where you find somewhere a love letter for you, actually.. The first part is really sweet, a classic love letter but the second part is.. quite interesting: the anonymous writer describes in detail what they would like to do to you and with you.

You want to find out who the writer is but a suspiciously nervous Jenna tries to stop your "investigation".

Have a good day:)

I actually like the idea a lot. Transitioning from a romantic sentence to something more sensual is something that had crossed my mind before, but I hadn't found a prompt for it until now.

I've made a few changes, but I hope you'll still like it. Enjoy reading!

I NEED YOU | J.O

As I open the locker in search of books for the next class, I notice a folded sheet atop my science book.

Arching my eyebrows in confusion, I scan the school corridor, trying to discern the mysterious sender. The only people around seem engrossed in their cliques, completely oblivious to my perplexity.

With a mental shrug, I abandon the search and focus on the letter, smiling shyly at the unexpected gesture. In an era dominated by technology, receiving a handwritten letter has become a rare and special occurrence. I delicately grasp the letter, running my fingers over the crumpled paper that evidently forced its way through the cracks of my locker. I flip the letter several times, searching for any name on the outside, but all I see is a completely blank sheet.

"Hey y/n!" The voice of the basketball team captain, Isaac Ortega, resonates in the corridor, grabbing my attention. I turn and smile at him, considering him one of my closest friends.

Isaac's brown eyes fixate on the sheet in my hands, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Do you have a secret admirer? Uyy," he whispers, attempting to grab the letter.

With a smirk, I snatch it away, tucking it into my backpack pocket. "Mind your own business, Ortega," I say absentmindedly, rolling my eyes slightly irritated.

Isaac raises his hands in surrender.

"Anyway, see you after practice?" he asks curiously. "I think so… now I have to go, I have a class," I reply quickly, grabbing the necessary book from the locker and carelessly stuffing it into my backpack.

My eyes shift along the figure of Jenna Ortega, Isaac's younger sister, passing by us. Jenna wears her classic earphones, walking elegantly in the corridor. Dressed in ripped jeans and a red and black plaid shirt, Jenna exudes a mysterious aura. As her eyes briefly meet mine, she gives me a small smile before continuing on her way.

I knew Jenna only by sight; however, our conversations were limited.

"Hey JEN!" Isaac shouts, trying to catch his sister's attention. Jenna stops and removes an earphone, turning towards her brother. Isaac grins widely.

"Remember that you have to come to practice today… you promised," Isaac pouts, feigning innocence, and Jenna rolls her eyes, responding with a raised middle finger.

I chuckle softly.

"I love you too, Jenna," Isaac exclaims with fake sorrow, smiling and giving me a quick wink before turning away, draping his arm over the shoulders of a guy walking beside him, most likely a teammate.

I sigh and start walking towards my next class.

(...)

With a heart beating fast, I step through the classroom door, and the breathlessness betrays my sprint to avoid being late. A hurried glance around reveals a reassuring scene: the teacher hasn't arrived yet.

A sigh of relief grazes my lips, easing the tension in my shoulders. The chance to avoid the stern gaze of the teacher grants me a moment of tranquility. With a stealthy step, I head towards the farthest corner of the classroom, finding refuge near the window.

I place my backpack on the desk and sit down, releasing a sigh of frustration.

With a resignation barely perceptible, I begin to diligently retrieve the materials for the new lesson when my gaze stops on it: the letter. An aura of mystery envelops it, and the curiosity creeping inside me is irresistible. The paper, still neatly folded, lies among the books and notes, ready to unveil its contents.

With hands slightly trembling with excitement, I grab the letter, fingers gliding over the smooth surface as I observe its external appearance.

"Good morning, everyone," the voice of the literature teacher dances through the classroom walls, interrupting my brief moment of intimacy with the letter. I avert my gaze from its surface and observe the authoritative figure of the teacher starting to write on the chalkboard.

"Turn to page 75 of the textbook; today, we'll delve into Shakespeare," the teacher announces with authority, outlining the day's agenda. The succession of murmurs in the class, coupled with the rustling of pages turning, creates a vibrant background of activity as everyone prepares for the lesson.

The letter, momentarily forgotten in my hand, returns to the center of my attention with an irresistible pull.

I decide to open it.

Y/n… what I wanted to write in this letter is something quite simple: I like you, and a lot.

"So, Isaac was right," I mutter to myself.

I love everything about you; you're intelligent, beautiful, and incredibly interesting, not to mention a wonderful person. Your eyes were immediately my downfall, the way they light up when you're excited or when they gaze upon me makes me feel excited and, at the same time, as if a shiver runs down my spine.

"I seem to know her…" I think with curiosity.

You make me feel things I've never felt before in my life, thoughts for a girl that had never crossed my mind until I saw you for the first time. I still remember our first encounter, even though I was watching you from afar. We were doing gymnastics, and Jessica spilled water on you, something I still owe her thanks for.

The way you lifted your shirt to reveal your toned stomach to dry your face… it caught the attention of my eyes.

Something in me ignited.

"However… what a peculiar way to confess their feelings," I suppress a smile and continue reading the remaining lines.

Returning to things I like… your lips. Goodness, they are a daily temptation I always want to indulge in. I just want to place my lips on yours and kiss you until I run out of breath.

Your hair… it looks so soft, and I desire to wrap my fingers around it, playing or simply caressing you.

Your smile… voice, laughter… they are all things I like and want to see every day, especially causing and being the recipient of it.

Your hand…

I raise an eyebrow in confusion reading the latter.

I would love to grasp it and intertwine my fingers with yours, check if your skin is delicate, feel the strength of your large hand over mine, completely overshadowing it.

That hand I want to caress my face, running the thumb over my lower lip, gently putting the tip into my mouth, wishing for you to suck on it.

"This letter is taking a strange turn," I think carefully.

I want that hand around my neck, gripping slightly to make me understand to whom I belong, that hand that will later trail along my body with cunning and strength, slender fingers skillfully working on my flesh.

"Damn…" my cheeks flush with red as saliva begins to fade.

I want that hand to spank me if I misbehave… I want that…

"Miss l/n, could you answer the question I asked you?" The teacher's voice diverted my attention from the letter, and with flushed cheeks, I looked into her eyes, receiving a reproachful gaze.

"Can you repeat the question?" I timidly ask, nervously swallowing saliva.

"Where is Romeo and Juliet set?" she asks again. "Verona," I immediately reply, causing the teacher to blink in surprise. "Correct… well, let's continue with the lesson," she begins, and I roll my eyes in annoyance, directing my gaze back to the letter.

I want you to make me feel like no one else has made me feel: possessed. I desire your hand to possess me; I want it to be rough with me because I'm not delicate like a porcelain doll… I simply want you to use me as you please.

I cross my legs, feeling warmth in the lower abdomen.

I want to feel your fingers inside me, enveloped in my warmth, giving me pleasure until exhaustion. I want to see your eyes hooded with excitement as you continue to penetrate me with your fingers again and again, without diminishing the intensity.

I want that tongue working on my bundle of nerves; I want to feel its full length along my intimacy, making me sigh and moan until I'm breathless. I want you to put it in my mouth, letting me taste myself; I want you to keep licking even if I've already come…

I love your name, and I want to moan it every night, day, second of my life… something I already do within the walls of my room.

"Oh my God…" I bite my lower lip. "This girl is making me feel… uh…" I think to myself, unable to ignore the dampness between my legs.

I want you, I want you y/n, I desire you ardently.

—Anonymous.

I fold the letter and begin to contemplate the room, analyzing what I had read. I don't know how, but I would find out who this girl was.

I needed to know.

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The old men of One Piece finding out they have a child with you. Pt. 3

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Shanks, Buggy, Mihawk xFemreader

Healthy Mix of Angst and Fluff

Buggy

It had been a week since Buggy had given you the talk about taking a 'Vacation with the boys' aka himself taking time away to help you raise the twins-

At first you didn't expect him to actually stick to it- it was a heavy order for anyone especially a pirate. However you had seen him silently preparing for the time off, piles of paperwork how payouts to his crew, budgeting for the time away and more.

It filled your heart in ways you never expected. Feeling joyful at him being so willing to do this for you and the twins. Speaking of the twins, they had been extra rambunctious it seemed. Clearly having enjoyed Buggy's time and attention too much and now that he was working that ment that the crew was at the twins mercy-

You never thought you'd see the day that the crew would miss Buggy's presents especially against two pre-teen boys.

"Miss (Y/N) can you please- Please Take the children" Cabaji said, His eyes sunken in and tired as he held Dee in one Arm and Bee in another. It seemed both had gotten into a fight again and Cabaji was in the middle.

"Of course" You giggle and thank the poor man, Taking your twins in your arms and bring them inside. Scolding both for being brats and getting them washed and fed for the night.

That night a storm rolled in. Rocking the Big Top and its crew inside, You sat there brushing out your boys hair in the Captian's quarters where you lived. The storm had set in thick, rocking the ship and pelting the crew with hail and icy rain. Buggy out on the main deck at the wheel as he yelled over the storm.

"Mom- I don't like the storms..." Dee whispered. Leaning against you as the ship rocked once again- Bee didn't say anything but his body language saying the same.

"I know sweety, but it's part of-"

"ENEMY SHIP ENEMY SHIP! ALL HANDS ON DECK!!" The announcement started from the speakers, you rising to your feet quickly as you heard the battle started.

"Boys you stay here and hide, Understand me?" You order, the twins nod quickly and do as said and hide under the bed. You grab a sword quickly and rush out the room, Locking it behind you with the key Buggy had given you.

You hold the sword as you see the first face of the enemy pirates rush down to the Lower Deck, Slicing through them with ease and continued up to the Main Deck Locking the door of the Lower Deck and rushing forward as more pirates approached you, You quickly defended yourself as you tried to stay close to the main doors. The rain pelting your skin and making it hard to see, A larger man approached with a axe. Swinging down he almost struck you as you slipped and managed to move away just in time.

"(Y/N)!!!"

Buggy yelled as he released his arms launching blades into the man's chest and knocking him back. As his arms returned to him a massive wave hit- Sending ocean water over the main deck, you saw this as the crash swept Buggy from the wheel. Running forward you grabbed Buggy sleeve and pulled him before he could be claimed by the rough waters, holding the wheel to keep from slipping.

Once the ship started to lean you pulled Buggy closer. Feeling his cough and regain his breath against you before climbing back up to the wheel to steady the rocking ship.

You saw the other shop fire more canons but the waves making them miss and fall short of the ship- The crew of the rival pirates starting to creak and splinter as the waves crashed against it.

"Retreat!!" A call of a rival pirate yelled, the temaing of their men trying to flee to the ship as the waves hit it. As the Ropes connecting the ships ripped Buggy turned hard, The backside of the ship smacking its offender as he tried to ride down the waves to clearer waters. Another massive wave came up and knocked the ship to its side, The Big Top groaning at the hit as it rode down the mountain of waves desperately.

You looked back to see the other ship heading into the opposite direction, the waves swallowing it from your perspective.

It was another 30 minutes before the storm softened enough to not be in danger. The crew both exhausted from the battle and storm it seemed, bodies of friend and foe being tossed overboard as the spinkle of rain washed the blood.

"You did good (Y/N).. Thank you" Buggy said softly, looking to you from the wheel of the ship. He looked rough- Soskes to the bone with his makeup running down his face.

"Of course" You said softly and giving him a equally tired smile.

"Captian! They got into the lower deck while the fight was happening!" Cabaji yelled out- Taking note of the damage that had been done. Your blood ran cold- Rushing from Buggy's side you ran down the stairs to the lower level, looking and seeing blood of a few fallen crewmates in the hall. Rushing to the Captian's quarters were you saw the splintered wood of the broken door, tears running down your cheeks as you felt your heart actually break. You frantically looked around- Sword still in hand as you stood in the room, it was destroyed. Blade slices through the pillows, furniture turned over.

"No- No No NO!" You screamed loudly, the reality hitting your chest making you scream out a sob.

Buggy rushed downstairs, seeing the splintered door and you sitting on the destroyed bedroom floor sobbing loudly. He ran to your side as his eyes frantically searching the envirment with the same fear as you.

"They are gone!" You sobbed, Buggy face turning to stone as he stood up- Tossing around the broken furniture and items in the room desperate to find evidence of them.

"FUCK!" He roared, anger filling his soul. He turned to your sobbing form and grabbed you by your shoulders- He looked like he wanted to scream at you but instead pulled you to his chest.

"We'll find them- There isn't any blood so they are alive" He said, it sounded like he was speaking more to himself then you.

"We'll Find them"

Shanks

It seemed Shanks had not been in Times good Graces. Not at all- What had expected to be a 6 month long Mission had been extended- drastically.

7 Years- 7 Years has Shanks been out to sea. From being turned into a Emperor of a sea, seeing the future of pirating and the slow steady crumble of the Goverment. Shanks had been stuck- but that didn't matter.. It was over at least for now-

Shanks felt his heart jumping as he saw the coast of the small village.

You stare at him shocked, before your face fell in a mixture of anger, sadness and some relief.

"You're back..." Was all you could mutter, Shanks surprised by your coldness. Awkwardly shifting on his feet.

"Well yeah! Of course I am! I came here to see You and Vivian" He said enthusiastically, you winced at his words and sighed.

Shanks feeling off about your attitude towards him- You gestured for him to follow you which he obediently did. Sitting at the dining room table

"Shanks I'm going to be honest with you- Vivian is not going to be very welcoming to you"

Shanks felt like you had just dumped cold water on him at saying this.

"What? No of course she will! I know it's been a while but I love her (Y/N) and she was my little gir-"

"For a few weeks... but that was years ago.. when she was 4 years old- Shes 11 and sees you as the dad that just packed up and left-" You said bluntly which made him bristle at the harsh words.

Shanks was ready to start in to argue till he heard the door open.

"Mom I'm home!" The sweetest voice he had ever heard called out to him. His eyes widened at this standing from his seat as he watched Vi make a appearance. In her school clothes still she had her hair in a ponytail and looked a bit scrapped up like she had been playing outside.

"Vivian" Shanks said softly, She turned her gaze to him and froze. Looking him up and down at first in shock- before her face scrunched up in a angry scowl. Adjusting her backpack she walked upstairs ignoring Shanks open arms as he stood there frozen in place.

"What the hell was that!?" He cried in shock as he turned back to you, you shrugged.

"I told you-"

Shanks stared at you in shock st this, before dashing out the back door in lightning speed. After 30 minutes he returned with a armful of gifts and marched upstairs to drop them off at her door. You knowing this wasn't going to fair well and offered him the guest room just like before.

Shanks had bought every gift he could think of- Every toy, outfit and more. All were refused and left back on his guest bed, The most he received was a cold glare from Vivian before she left the house for school or to do something away from home.

It had been 3 weeks already of Vivian giving him the cold shoulder or just being angry at him- He sat at your dining room table staring at the glass of rum he had barely sipped. Watching the liquid just float.

"When did she start hating me?..." He muttered, Hearing you chopping vegetables for dinner. You paused for a brief moment and sighed

"3 years after you left..." You admit, sliding the cut up carrot into the pot. Shanks laid his head on the table and watched you quietly, Clearly wanting you to continue.

"She waited for you. Everyday for those three years sitting on the docks... watching the horizon for you to return- and you never did... I guess finally her spirit broke and she resented you" Shanks winced at your words and rotated his face towards the wood.

He was silent for a while, before shifting up to his feet. Trying to Shank off the coming depression.

"I'll be back" He said softly, dismissing himself. His mind was racing with everything he could do, what he should have down and more. Sighing heavily as he walked towards the main town, but the sound of children caught his ear.

Following the sound he turned a corner to see a group of kids- at first he assumed they were playing till he saw a hair for a red hair and a busted up face. There stood Vivian, Her lip busted and eye starting to swell as she tried to scrap back against 4 other kids at once.

"Your Mom's a pirate whore!" A purple haired boy shouted as he pushed Vivian again, Her back hitting a trees but she stood once more.

"Don't talk about my Mom!" She screamed before punching the boy in the nose, He yelled out in pain as the other 3 kids began to jump her once more.

But before contact could be made all three were hiked up in the air by the back of their clothes. A awful feeling washing through them as this heavy pressure began to weigh on them-

Vivian looked up, seeing the ringleader standing to the side looked terrified as his 3 lackys were held up-

He looked like a demon to them all, his eyes practically glowing as he glared at the four children.

"4 little shits- wanting to jump my little girl- So ill say this now... You all better Fuck Off" The kids instantly began to cry, rhe ringleader wetting his pants and running away from the group. Shanks dropped the three and watched them scramble and run away as well. Vivian sitting on the ground still staring up at her father in awe, before trying to snap back to her irritation from before- Shanks reaching down and helping her up. But she refused him and stood on her own- Shanks sighed at this.

"Vivian- I know you want to keep ignoring me. But we need to talk" He said calmly, finally putting his foot down it seemed.

"Vi-" He said calmly as he grabbed her arm quickly before she could leave. She tried to pull his hands off angrily, Angry tears already welling up in her eyes.

"There is nothing to talk about!" She protested but Shanks didn't release his grip.

"You're mad at me I was gone so l-" She glared up at him, now tears filling her gaze and spill from her cheeks.

"I'm mad you left me!! I finally got a dad and you left me! You didn't want me anymore so you forgot about me!!" She screamed up at him, Shanks gently releasing his hand from her as he watched her.

Shanks slowly moved his cloak to the side revealing his blade, carefully with one hand undoing the tattered green ribbon and holding it out to Vivian. Her eyes widening at seeing it, and how despite the years he had held on to the old thing.

"...I never forgot you.. And I swear I never wanted to leave you Baby girl..."

"But you did!" She sobbed, fat tears rolling down her cheek. He nodded, tears running down his own cheeks reached around her neck and pulling up a chain. It was the Coin of his Jolly Roger- hung around her neck this whole time. She crutched it in her fist angrily.

"I didn't want them to find you... to hurt you or your mother- S-So this was the best to protect you" He admitted through broken cries. Vivian stared at him Biting her lip in what was assumed in anger before she left forward and wrapped her arms around him.

Shanks sobbed in what could only be described as relief and fell to his knees. Wrapping his arm around her quickly, kissing the top of her head and face.

"I missed you so much- I thought of you everyday" He sobbed, holding his daughter close as she sobbed against him.

"Don't leave me again Dad... Please" She managed to choke out inbetween cries. Shanks nodding at her words as he held her tighter.

"I will never do it again... ever"

Mihawk

Mihawk had seemed to at least temporarily take residence in your tiny home for the past month. Having taken the couch to rest at night but spent quite a bit of time with both you and Alucare- you had grown uses to Mihawk presents in your home. It reminding you of a sort of family even if you and Mihawk weren't together.

You felt Mihawk gaze on you as you moved around the kitchen, he seemed to enjoy watching you. More precisely your hips- You felt warmth hit your cheeks as you continued to make breakfast. You open up the cabinets to grab the plates, which were a bit too high up for you. You jumped once but before you could do much else you felt a hand land on the small of your back and a presents behind you. Glancing up you see Mihawk grabbing the plates for you, you blush and accept the plates as he hands to you.

"Thank you Mihawk"

"No need to thank me (Y/N)" He said softly, a hint of a smile on his lips as he met your gaze. As you opened your mouth to say something sjddently a butterknife flew through the air and stuck in the wood 3 inches from Mihawk's face making both of you jump in surprise and you squeak out a hushed scream. Turning to see Alucare, still in his sleeping clothes hair a mess and sleep in his gaze staring at you two.

"Oops My hand slipped-"

You sighed at your son and place your hand on your hips walking towards him.

"We both know damn well that was no accident Alucare!" You scolded your son who stood there calming taking it, His eyes locked onto Mihawk who glared at the boy with vengeance.

After 30 minutes of being scolded you ordered Aluecare to get ready for the day as you finished breakfast. Mihawk instead going out to the grove of trees were he knew Alucare would come to train before heading to school- On cue Alucare made an appearance and smirked at the clearly grumpy man sharpening his sword.

"Blue Balls?-" Alucare chimed, earning another frightful glare from the Warlord.

"So you are doing it on purpose-" Mihawk grumbled, continuing to sharpen the blade and stare at his spawn.

"Doing what?" the teen chimed crossing his arms with a continued stoic face.

"She was a date of mine long before she was your mother-" Mihawk brought up, pointing a finger in the direction of the house were you where.

"Ah yes Im sure that alleyway is a great dating spot" He deadpanned which made Mihawk close his mouth in a firm line. Standing up and putting his sword away.

"If you keep this up lad- you will not like me"

"I barely tolerate you now-" Alucare said with a raised eyebrow and scoffed as Mihawk smirked at him. Standing up with a nod.

"I'm warning you now boy- My only warning" He said before dismissing himself back inside.

Alucare left for school then, still with Mihawks words in mind.

That day Mihawk accompanied you with your daily errands. Getting groceries, clothes and more. You and him talk throughout the day, Blushing at his flirtatious manner for the day.

Once returned back home Mihawk had his hand on your hip as you served him wine. A pink color to your cheeks as you felt his hand upon you.

"You look really lovely (Y/N)... I'm am pleased i-" He was cut off by a loud cough, turning to see Alucare there with his face wrinkled in absolute disgust.

Mihawk narrowed his eyes at Alucare who had just interrupted him-

"Aren't you suppose to be in school?" He started as he stared at the living clone of him. Watching Alucare cross his arms and swagger to the side. You looked to the side embrassed by being caught like this, dismissing yourself quickly upstairs.

"I finished early- Just like you" Alucare said with a sarcastic smirk clearly teasing him, The Warlord glaring at his own spawn for the quip at him.

"....Did your mother teach you this level of disrespect?-" Mihawk started, as he stood up from his seat.

"Call it an inherited skill" He said calmly, watching the Warlord walk to him and stand before him. Silence falling between the two before Mihawk dismissed himself to the livingroom.

The game was set it seemed.

Alucare kept his guard up for days afterwards, seeing how calm Mihawk had been since he had cockblocked him once again. Being incredibly respectful to you and damn near kind to Alucare, at first he had been incredibly suspicious however after day 4 he had grown used to it.. That was his mistake.

You had been cleaning up something in the livinroom, you had noticed Mihawks attitude had cooled with you quite a bit. Worried you may have offended him in some way however you choose not to dwell on such things.

As you cleaned you felt a presents come behind you- it didn't take a genius to guess who. Turning to see Mihawk, seemingly fresh from the shower as he was simply in trousers and warm from the water. You blushed and turned away once more, feeling his hands on the small of your back first.

"(Y/N).." He started, his other hand finding yours as he moved the two of you in a gently sway with your back against his chest. Your resolve utterly breaking at this point.

"I feel like, I've neglected you in some way" He says softly, his lips drifting down your neck as you. You feeling weak to the knees as he did this, his fingers finding their way to your waist pulling you closer.

It was an hour before Alucare returned home, bag slung over his shoulder as walking into his home, about to call out like he normally did till be saw it-

There laid you and Mihawk clearly naked under some of the thinnest goddammit blankets in the house on the livingroom couch.

"AH FUCKING HELL!"

You heard a yell and sat up from the couch with the blanket pulled up to your bust. Seeing Alucare with a look of what can only be described as pure horror on what he was seeing his parents like this-

"O-Oh gods honey! What are you doing back so early!" You scramble red in the face as Mihawk lays there under the blankets, looking right at his son with a low smirk.

"You prick!" Alucare yelled at his father as he walked out again, wishing to burn his eyes out from what he saw. Hearing the low chuckle from his father behind him and you frantically scolding Mihawk.

He had won-

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- drinking, alcohol, anger sex, oral, (fem and male), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, fingering, cum eating, breeding kink, intended impregnation, dacryphillia, boobplay, humiliation, slapping(like once only), toxic!reader, simp!Hoon, switch!hoon, switch!reader, etc…..(there’s a lot)

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“Typical Goody Two Shoes,” is a term she’d describe him. Friends, colleagues, and even her own family, where surprised to say the least. She’d be bombarded with invasive questions, “Alright, what was the agreement.” Her friends asked when they first met her lover. She’d reassure them that there was no “agreement,” and that they where in a happy relationship. Bullshit. Of course, no matter how dark the rose tinted glasses were, her friends could see right through them. “Yeah right, you fucking maneater” they’d refute jokingly. “Would’ve thunk you’d find a Lucifer to your Lilith, but looks like you found yourself a Gabriel.” As much as she wanted to talk her shit, they were right, the man wasn’t even phased. He just smiled on as he sat beside her, staring into her lust ridden eyes. The same smile that made her heart melt when she first saw him. “I can be your Lucifer, if you want me to be.”

Park Sunghoon, the man who’d ask for her permission to hold her hand, the man who would delicately sweep the hair away from her eyes, and the man who held her tender body in bed as he made passionate love to you through the night; in her brain, he was simply not capable of being anything near as devilish. No matter the way she acted towards him,and no matter the circumstances. She could’ve tried to break up with him,shatter his heart, and he’d still come back, entangled in her legs. Instead, she’d insist they needed breaks. This was her game, seeing how many times he’d come back to her. Not for her love, or even her herself for a matter of fact. He’d only come back for one thing, her addictive cunt. Her juices around his dick made him feel a different kind of high. A sip of liquid gold, is what it felt like being beneath her, in pure ecstasy as she’d let him empty his load into her swollen walls. But what he saw as a passionate act of pleasure, was just you fucking him to get yourself off, riding his meat till you where satisfied, and he was overstimulated. The only reason he thought so fondly of your lovemaking, is the fact you thought his heart was too tender to spew obscenities at him when you engulfed him with your wet core; and the fact he thought he was the only man in your life. Despite this, it has always been clear it wasn’t a serious relationship. So why did he stay? Well, he had a strong conviction, a goal perhaps, that just maybe, you’d be the one crawling back to him. That maybe, if he played a dumb whore in your game, you’d stop and realized you needed him. This twisted mindset made his pants feel a little tighter around his crotch. A sick feeling that made his cock twitch, and drip with precum as he bit his lip, but for now, he was more than content with playing a pawn in your game. Because that way, at least your love seemed real.

Of course this screwed up a lot of things for him, but he wasn’t ashamed. One night he’d spend tangled up in her bed, and the other he’d spend in his own, jerking off to her. His friends found him especially odd, the way he talked about you, and the things he’d let you do to him put a bad taste in their mouths. He too had his fair share of things he’d to to you, all of the nasty things he’d do if you didn’t objectify him, and his cock. “Only gonna let her have all of me when she straightens out” he’d tell his friends. But to them, it sounded like a whole lot of bull. He had turned soft on you, and had let your little game run longer that it should’ve.

It was another Friday night, he drank with his friends after a long day of work, and ever since your fling started with him, their conversations where always the same. They always started from “how’s everyone’s relationships going,” to “you need to cut ties with her Sunghoon.” Jake in particular was against her, “You need to get the fuck away from her,” he said downing a shot. Sunghoon fiddled with his glass, “here he goes again.” Jay looks down at his empty cup, “For real, if i took a shot each time your ass went back to her, I’d die from alcohol intoxication. Speaking of which, you’re not gonna drink anymore?” Sunghoon pushed his empty shot glass aside,

“I’m just sobering up for the drive,”

“Oh the drive back home? You didn’t take a cab?” Jake pondered.

Scilence filled the air, the and the sound of clinking as his friends poured more soju into their cups. Sunghoon’s friends looked at each other, they knew what was up. The way his eyes fazed out, as he thought of you, he needed your heat.

“Don’t tell me your going back to that bitch? Didn’t you guys take your ‘break’ just a couple of days ago?” Sunghoon looked at both of them, “we all know that slut needs me more than I do, besides, shes never going to leave me”

You were taking a nice steamy shower, and you hear your doorbell, then a ‘click’. Someone had used a key to open your door. While it could’ve been on of the many guys you slept with, there’s only one man you gave a copy of it. “I’m the shower!!” You shouted. You already knew it was Sunghoon, one of the many men you had wrapped around your finger. Sure, he was a good guy, at least for the first few days you “dated” before it turned into what it is now. He took you on dates, and bought you things. Guys like him always made the space between your thighs a bit wetter, because there was always a chance they would fuck you senseless in bed. Maybe he’d finally put an end to your behavior, but time proved you wrong (or so you thought.) Sunghoon just being here made your head go fuzzy, your imagination went wild. Being the obedient man he always presented himself as, you knew he wouldn’t be so rash to hop in the shower with you and fuck you then and there. “He’s not that type of guy,” you thought to yourself as you scrub your hair. “I wish he was.” Of course someone with such a wide pallet of sexual preference, you got bored. So, you’d go meddle around with other men while you and Sunghoon were on a “break,” in fact you were supposed to see someone else tomorrow night, but you didn’t think your boy toy would come back so quickly. So why? Why did you stay with him? You knew your appetite for dick was insatiable, so why push him away every other week, and fool around with some random men? The answer wouldn’t be so simple, maybe it the way you felt powerful when he showed back up at your apartment, or maybe it’s the way he’d give you back hugs in the morning after, and made you breakfast. When you guys weren’t going at it, it made everything seem less superficial, which scared you, but it made you feel something other than lust. So in retrospect, you couldn’t leave him.

The man was waiting for you to finish showering, as he placed himself on your couch. Call him crazy, but he could still smell the addictive scent of your core, on the pillows where you made love to him a week ago in this toxic cycle. He peered around in your dim lit living room, and he heard a notification, aswell as seeing the light of your cellphone. It was unlocked, and it was on the last app you where using. It was morally wrong for him to look through your phone, but it wasn’t exactly ok for you to play this lust filled game with him either. So he scrolled through it, and an audible gasp slip past his lips, as he saw your messages with a man dubbed “LHs.” He went through your chat with him, and the many nudes you both exchanged. He never felt so disappointed, and angry. His hand gripped the phone so hard, he could’ve broke the screen. He knew this relationship wasn’t serious, he knew you only wanted to see him for his dick. So why did it upset him so much? Maybe it’s the fact he never thought you’d cheat on him, for some reason it just wasn’t a possibility in his mind. Or maybe it’s because his philosophy about fixing you was so strong, he would’ve never let you cheat on him. He didn’t want to cry, or let himself, but he did. Tears streaming down his face, as he used his knuckles to wipe them away. None the less, he came here for one thing, pussy. And he was gonna get it, but he wasn’t gonna take your shit anymore. Part of him felt sad, he was attached to you, and the impossible idea that you’d straighten out just for him. Well, if you weren’t gonna fix your act on your own, he’d make you.

You came out of your bathroom, dressed in nothing but a shirt and underwear, because it’s not like you’d need much clothing tonight anyways, and you saw him sitting on your bed. He stayed silent and didn’t look at your face. His face glistened as the lamp in your room illuminated it. “Back again huh? Only been two days since our break,” you cooed, as your hands made their way up his thighs ghosting his crotch. As furious as he was, Sunghoon didn’t want to pounce on her quite yet, “I let her have her fun first.” She looked at his face, his eyes slightly red, and he smelt of alcohol. Almost squirming in delight, at his disheveled nature. “Let me take care of you,” you purr as you straddle him. His lips press against yours, as you grind back and forth on his clothed manhood, cunt already dripping, making a small pool in your panties. His hands made their way to your head, pushing your lips deep onto his, his tongue intertwining with yours. “Fuck, you really need me huh? What a whore,” you’re breathless as you tease him. Sunghoon can’t stop thinking about it, how you slept with another guy, and his rage is visible in his pursuit as he kisses you. Suddenly your heated make out turned into a battle, as he bites your lip, making his way down your neck. Her skin so smooth, and soft, he wanted to leave marks of purple and red all over it. “Fuck, what’s gotten into him?” She thought, trying to hold back whimpers from the pure bliss his mouth was doing to her. He then pushes her down into the bed, trapping her beneath him. You had no idea what was happening, he looked livid, like an animal in heat waiting to that’s been waiting to devour her. It was hard to piece together coherent sentences, because you felt your core grow wetter by the second. “You’re such a fucking whore y/n,” he growled in your ear. “S-Sunghoon what are you talking about?” She tries to say innocently, knowing damn well he caught her. “Don’t act like an idiot, I saw your texts with that guy.” She was really in trouble now, but there was definitely something different about him today. “Hoon, I’m sorry, it’s just….um..I’ll make it up to you!” Knowing you’re gonna sound like a bitch, you don’t elaborate further. He smirks at you, and his hand made his way to your heat, already riled up with your juices. You can’t stand keeping your voice down now, his fingers work circles on your clit, as your back arches in pleasures. He fucks faster into you, causing the hottest friction in your sopping wet pussy, “Please-god, go faster!” You moan in desperation to meet your high. A malicious grin spread his face, “Wouldn’t you rather be riding my cock doll? Or are you getting tired of me?” He asks you. Your eyes roll, your an absolute mess. Your dizzy for it, you start to move your hips against his hand. He smacks your cunt, and you yelp out at the action, “I’m not gonna let you cum till I say so, and if you try to pull anything, I’m gonna edge you till you fucking cry my name.”

Tears from the pleasure well up in your eyes, and he’s quick to use you however he wants. He removes your shirt, revealing your erect nipples pointing out to him, he shoved his face into them, sucking your sensitive tits. You start to feel like you owe him an apology, always using him however you want, but never letting him do anything he want a to you. Maybe that’s why you go so bored in relationships, you always did what you wanted, but never let other do what they want. “Sunghoonn, I’m…I’m.. sorr-“ you can’t seem to finish your sentence, only having your clit being toyed with but you already feel so drunk on pleasure. There was no mistaking it, he had visible enjoyment on his face now,“That’s right, this tight hole is all mine, if you get to own my dick I get to own you. No way I’m gonna ever let you cheat on me.” His fingers speed up, your mouth hanging agape, holding back you climax. A shit eating grin displays on his face, and his fingers invade your hole. You throw you head back, gripping onto the sheets as your core clenches around his fingers. “Bet you wanna do this to my cock huh?” His voice rings, “too bad though, sluts like you get enough cock.” You can’t tell if your being humiliated, or punished, but one things for sure, you couldn’t hold back your high anymore. Your voice becomes more labored, and your heat is throbbing uncontrollably.

“Shit, Hoon, I think I’m gonna…mhmm!” His fingers pull out from your wet hole, and are stuffed into your mouth. Pussy clenching on nothing, but your orgasm still crashing into you. Fluids dripping from your core, and the taste of your own, on his fingers shoved in your mouth. “I don’t recall telling you to cum,” he say lowly, as his face closes in on yours. Your eyes shut, at his cold breath, but your feel his fingers collect your slick. “Open your eyes doll, I want you to see how good I think you taste.” So dirty, so nasty, so goddamn hot. Your eyes fix on him, as he licks his fingers clean. Already you feel yourself grow wet again. He demands you to get up, and frankly you’re tired of being ordered around, so your don’t listen. “Don’t make this hard doll,” his voice rings mockingly. Still wanting to keep your pride, you don’t listen, then a loud audible smack on your thigh fills the room. “Just get up.” You do as your told, and you see him quickly unbuckle his pants, and his hard member sprang out.

“Suck,” he commanded. Your hand wrapped around his shaft as you took him in your mouth. You bob up and down on him feeling precum drip from his tip. You fondle with his balls, and stroke him whilst sucking, your tongue swirls around it. His head jolts back, as his hands pull up your hair into a makeshift ponytail. He uses his force to sink your head deeper into your cock, “I can’t!” You try to say through muffled tears. Sunghoon tried not to care, but he sees he’s hurting you. A pop sound comes from your mouth as he forces himself off you, and he brings his eyes to your own teary ones. “I think you owe me an apology,” he says looking at you, “an apology for everything you’ve done to me.” He takes your hand squeezing it “oh no,” you thought. There’s that feeling again, that ache in your heart when he looks at you like that. That same feeling that made you reconsider your relationship with him, and the strong attachment you actually had to him. Although you want to say sorry, it’s like muscle memory for you to sass back at him. “Not till you let me ride you, doll” you throw his own words back to him. Sunghoon grins, knowing damn well your already exhausted. He strips himself of his pants and lays on your bed. “Go ahead, let me see you try.” Your legs are already shaking from exhaustion. you straddle him, aligning his penis with your entrance, and you sit down on him. That addictive feeling, the feeling of your cunt squeeze his dick. You look down, trying to get a hold of yourself and you see his bulge in your stomach. It makes your head go fuzzy, and your body go limp. “Your turning stupid on me y/n.” He groans. “C’mon, don’t you wanna ride me? Don’t you know your lucky I let you? Hmm?” Tears drip from your pretty face, and you start to bounce up and down on him. His head tilts, he sees the tears in your eyes, and bites his lip. “Look at you go.” He teases. Your legs are starting to give out, as your tight cunt sucks him in. “Sunghoon, I can’t, I can’t keep going.” You sob. He’s quick to flip you onto your back, and kisses your teary face. His eyes lock with yours, and he gives you that dreamy bedroom gaze. “I want you to fuck me Sunghoon, I want you to use me.” His teeth graze your lips before he lifts them to whisper into your ear. “Be carful what you wish for.”

Suddenly his hips snap against yours, and he speaks up, “your safe word is cheater”

“What a way to rub it in huh?”

“Shut your mouth before I make you.”

Skin on skin, he rammed his dick into you, your abused hole clenching, and dripping from the many orgasms he had already gave you from rutting into you for hours. His eyes start to close, as he feels himself writhing. Your cum giving him slick to keep his cock lubricated, and your poor defenseless body at his disposal. He’d been edging himself for a while, because he didn’t feel you deserve his hot seed in you. “Sunghoon,” you whimper out, “just cum in me already.” He looks at your tearstained fucked out face, with a cocky grin inflating his ego by ten fold. “I should huh? Put a fucking kid in you hm?” You couldn’t tell if he was spewing out nonsense because he was fucked out, or if your were too fuck out to see he was telling only the truth. His hips thrusted his sensitive member into your gummy walls, as they throbbed, mixing your liquids with his. This addictive cunt, the dumbing drip it had that always left him pussydrunk. It felt euphoric, and after seeing it in a different light, now he was certain he couldn’t leave you, and he wouldn’t let you leave him.

“Gonna put a kid in this pussy,” he said as you felt yourself panic. “Your joking right? You’ll pull out right?” You gasp as you feel his cock glide in and out of your hole faster. “Fuck I’m gonna cum again.” Sunghoon doesn’t respond, all he has to show for it is a shit eating grin on his face. “What if I’m not joking? Because I think knocking you up with a kid will keep you from cheating.” Your head starts to snap back, and you start to feel a funny feeling in your stomach. His cock twitches in you, and he sees your face. Utterly entranced bye your fucked out face, his breath becomes labored, he’s seeing stars with every pump into you. He’s becoming a messy whore for you, and he’s even willing to put another life into your belly. “It this was people call possessive?”

“I’m gonna gonna cum into your whore ass, so you can’t leave me. I’m gonna fuck you dumb, doll.” He spits at her face. He takes one of his hands, and spits on it, bringing it to your clit rubbing it to help you reach your high. Your a babbling mess, your body starts to convulse as he plunged harder into your depths. His brain start to short circuit, he’s now grunting obscenities at you. He feels a wave of emotions hit him, as he pounds into you, “Your such a bitch, you don’t realize how much I fucking love you.” He says as he sits you up, bringing his body closer to yours. He lets delicate moans slip past his lips, as he hugs you, pulling your waist in closer. “He loves me?” You can’t help but repeat that line in your head over and over as his cock drags against you. “God this pussy is all mine, gonna cum.” He moans into your ear. You had been mostly silent the whole time, but your emotions got the best of you, and now you couldn’t hold back.

“Fuck, Sunghoon! I’m so sorry, sorry for playing with your heart, I want to fix things with you! I’m done sleeping around, I just want you.” She spews out.

“Yeah baby? What are you gonna let me do huh? What do you say? Gonna let me knock you up?” Your eyes roll back into your head, ready to release, all he needs to do is say the words. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum!” You say wrapping your legs around his waist, “Knock me up Sunghoon! Put your fucking kids into me! I’ll never fucking leave you!” A few pumps after, and his balls start to ache for release. You feel his length reach the deepest part of your cunt, and his semen spurts into you as your own liquids shot out. “Gonna stuff you with all of my cum.” He moans out shakily, as he fucks the pool of arousal back into you.

You lay in bed after the wild ride you just had, and you both had just been hugging in silence for the past thirty minutes. Sunghoon gets up and grabs his pants off the floor. You know he was going to leave, because why would he stay with you? But you at least thought he’d spend the night. This always happened, but you where always the one to send him away. So why did it hurt so much?

“Gonna get going y/n, see you another time.” He said as he buckled his belt. He gave you a quick peck on the head, and started to head out. Urgency and regret plagued your heart as you see him walk out, and you grab his hand to stop him. “What I said earlier was serious, let’s make this work.” You said with your eye’s glistening. “I’m sorry,” you whisper. You bring his face ti look directly at yours. “Baby,” he sighs, “let’s just talk about it another time yeah? I went a little overboard, so let’s just take a break.”

His words sting your heart, and you know it’s all your fault, and you see him wave at you begrudgingly as he leaves your apartment building. But like every other time, you know he’ll come back, and you know he loves you now, so it should’ve felt ok right?

You splash you face with water, and see how ruined you were. Sitting on the counter you see a shiny aluminum medicine package of your birth control taunting you. “Shit! Shit! Shit!”

You shakily count the amount you had, and it wasn’t adding up. You had forgotten to take it.

Fuck

A/n: hi guys! First fic I wrote on tumblr, and I know the ending is kinda bitter, and ended on a open note, but I don’t rlly like romanticizing toxic relationships, but they sure are fun to write. Anyways thank you for reading!!!