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yeah. this ate.

Complaining. - Ony 4

<<part three part five>>

slight arguing, mentions of cheating and feelings (mild), no proofread, i’ll edit it whenever. sorry for the waittt!

you rubbed your eyes, slipping your white painted toes into your fluffy slides. you weren’t even drunk last night but for some reason, that headache just bothered the hell out of you.

“shittt.” you whispered to yourself. you checked your phone and the time. 10:47am. you stretched before standing up, stretching your legs and making your way to the bathroom. you grabbed a towel, running warm water under it before washing your face lazily. you brushed your teeth, went to your room and grabbed your phone.

you made your way to the living room, sitting on your couch, waiting for something to happen. it was a weird feeling, like empty. you can’t say you’d never felt it before, but this time you were just bored. and you were rarely bored.

but conveniently, as you were scrolling through apps on your tv, you got a phone call from an awfully familiar number. you pursed you’re lips together, frowning slightly before answering. “who is this?” was the first thing you asked.

“damn, you deleted my whole number too?” ony spoke on the other line.

you sighed, rolling your eyes. “boy what you want? ain’t yo girlfriend somewhere near you?” you asked. “just because we… quote on quote “date” don’t mean we live together.” ony mumbled. you hummed. “yeah okay.” you muttered.

“so wassup witchu?”

you paused for a minute before answering. “ion know. but i gotta talk to you about something, ony.” you said while playing with your nails. “ight, speak.” ony said in between a yawn.

you quirked a frown before leaning back on your couch. “we need to talk about some shit going on between us because-“before you could even finish, your phone started vibrating and it was a facetime call instead of an audio call. you smacked your lips and answered it with a frown, making ony laugh. he was still in bed, he looked tired.

“my bad, i just wanna see you when you talk. keep going.”

you squinted for a few seconds. “anyway, as i was sayin. we need to talk about some shit between us because i feel-“

all of a sudden, there was a loud ass sneeze and you frowned. “ony what the fuck is wrong witchu?”

“it’s allergy season bruh please.” he rubbed his nose before sniffing and chuckling. “ight keep going.”

you smacked your lips. “nevermind dude just… you wanna come over today?” you asked while rubbing your forehead. ony raised his eyebrows. “like… for what?” he frowned a little. “so we can talk. cus apparently you don’t know how to listen without making dumbass sounds.”

“can we get sum to eat if i come?”

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so there you were, sitting in the passenger side of your ex boyfriends car, downing a burger and large fry with a drink. as he drove, he glanced at you from time to time, raising his eyebrows at the way it looked like you just feened for food.

“you ain’t eat today?”

“nah.” you mumbled, taking a bite of four fries and looking at ony with furrowed eyebrows. “you must got a problem or sum?”

“you in my car.” he nudged your arm and you continued to eat your food, staring at him. “ion care.” you said, grabbing your drink and sipping through the straw. ony hummed. “so what you wanna talk about. you know my girl ain’t gone like us together.” he sighed, leaning back a little. you frowned and looked at him.

“i’m just playing, damn.” he laughed. “but for real wassup.”

“we need to get our shit together, that’s what. cus i’m not finna be fuckin on you tomorrow and then we have a lame ass argument the next day.” you glanced at him, passing him a fry. “and ion want yo lil bitch to be mean mugging me, but i’m not gon say too much cus she ain’t did too much yet. but that shit you said about her being a replacement, it just made me feel like you wasn’t really talking to me for me, you was just talking to me cus you wanted to brag or sum.”

ony pursed his lips together, putting the car in park as you both sat in an empty parking lot. “so you tryna say i was only talking to you to let it be known that i could easily replace you?” he frowned softly.

you shrugged, finishing your burger. “i mean, i really hate yo ass. i do. but you having her as my replacement? you gotta do better than that. you making it seem like i’m ugly or sum shit.”

ony smacked his lips and rested his eyes at you. “you know you not ugly, i know you not ugly. don’t do that. and how was i posed to find somebody finer than you?”

“you cheated on me with her, ony. then you brought her around the around the group expecting her to just be invited like we all ain’t been friends since bout middle school and her ass just now coming.”

you turned in the seat to face him. “and then the hoe kept staring at me when she saw me and you talking like she had a problem or sum. wassup wit that? i mean i get why she mad, you talkin to the girl you cheated on to get with her, but she ain’t had to look at me like that-“

“why you always shit talkin?” ony stared at you. but it wasn’t a bad stare. it was more like a genuine question stare.

“huh?”

“you too cute to be worried bout what these hoes got going on or what these bitches think about you. i told you bout that.” he said as his eyes continued to rest on yours. he did tell you about that.

you opened your mouth to defend your actions, but nothing came out. it was like ever since you broke up with him, you’ve just been in that same grumpy mood for the whole time.

“you ain’t ever act like then when we was together, you was a lover girl.” ony smiled a little.

“but you cheated on me and i got mad. and ian gone lie, i been mad about that shit for a long time.” you looked at him. “and it’s annoying seeing you with somebody else that think they better than me or sum. i can’t tell nobody but you that.”

“why?”

“cus that’s embarrassing.”

ong smacked his lips. “i’m sorry for doin that to you. ion got no problem wit apologizing. but ion want you to bottle up yo feelings until i come around cus we not even together.”

“and ion want you to be around me as a secret and then start acting different in front of yo girl.” you raised your eyebrow at him. you might’ve been feeling some typa way, but ain’t no way you was finna sit here and feel bad about shit because she was in the way of you and ony getting back on good terms.

ony rubbed his face. “ion act different. that was only when i expected you to be more mad.”

“but you’ll flirt with me one minute and then be a whole other nigga when you get around her.”

“cus that’s my girlfriend.”

“you don’t even like that girl.”

“says who?”

“me, nigga.”

“who the hell is you to say ion like her?”

“why you always tryna argue wit me?”

“cus i love yo ass.”

you paused in your words and pursed your lips together, slowly staring to smile. “you still love me?” you asked. ony stared at you for a few seconds before rolling his eyes. “duh, why you think you in my car?” you slowly nodded. “so that mean you cheated on me wit that bitch for nothing. when you breakup with her, then we can start back talking, but for now? aw nigga you outta luck. now take me home.”

“bruh y/n-“

“take me home, ony.” you said before finally turning around in the seat and buckling up.

the ride home was silent, but not awkward. it wasn’t like you were mad at each other, it’s just that nobody had nothing else to say. you bit the inside of your cheek, looking around the car. you opened the glove compartment and a perfume bottle rolled out of there. it was yours.

you opened it and smelled it. “i was lookin for this.” you mumbled, looking at ony.

“keep it in there.” he glanced at you.

“it’s mine.”

“that’s the only thing in this car you still got, bruh. lemme keep it.” he mumbled, nudging your cheek. you smacked your lips and put it back.

“you better be glad i’m not as mad as i was.”

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seeing all these mutual friendships with people i beg to acknowledge me lmao

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and here i was thinking we’d never get another part

Complaining - Ony. 3

<<part two part four>>

toxic references, mentions of cheating, a little arguing (?)

sorry that this took so long! no proofread, i’ll proofread tmr, and this is a short chapter. 🙏🏾

the rest of that night was nothing but endless stares from onys girlfriend. you didn’t know if she was just taking a good look at you or full on staring at you out of jealousy. but whatever she was doing, you didn’t wanna have to slap the fuck outta her, so you just minded your own business.

but no matter where you went or what you did, you could feel a pair of eyes on you.

you stood by the stairs, waiting for ony to come back down. when he did, you snapped your finger in his face. “tell yo bitch quit staring at me.” you squinted. “you act like i can control what she do.” ony paused, looking over at her before looking at you.

“you controlled everything i did, i guess she just really a special typa different.” you crossed your arms, furrowing your eyebrows at him. he rolled his eyes at your attitude. “why you always got sum to say? i ain’t said shit to you for… thirty seconds since you walked in on that lil interaction upstairs.” he muttered, scanning your body quickly before looking back at your eyes.

you shook your head. “you cheat on every bitch you get. keep yo’ eyes off of me, gang.” you muttered, walking to the kitchen to pour yourself a drink.

ony followed behind you with a slight frown. “nigga, who you callin gang?” he frowned, glancing back to see if his girlfriend was still looking. you shrugged. “the only reason you following me around is because i’m wearing a two piece. you sad as fuck.” you pointed at him before taking a sip from your cup.

ony smacked his lips. “ion even fuck wit her like that. she just another replacement for yo ass.” he muttered. you looked him up and down. “another? you think that shit posed to make me giggle or sum? knowing you’ll be doing the same shit if we ever got back together, grow up bro.” you pushed past him to walk back over to mikasa.

“i’m tryna go, bruh. ion wanna be here.” you muttered to her in her ear. she hummed, patting jeans shoulder. “we bouda go.” she said before standing up and grabbing her things.

you waited patiently for her and as she finally reached you, you both started to walk out the door. “girl what the fuck happened?” she asked you, rummaging through her keys in her hand. “i just don’t wanna be there. ony finna piss me off.” you mumbled, opening the passenger side car door. mikasa got in the drivers side and started the car, turning on the air.

“watchu mean?” she asked, sitting her phone in the cup holder. “because, this nigga talmout some ‘she just another replacement for you’ like that’s posed to make me fuckin happy or sum. like bitch, another? been fuckin wit other bitches since we been together and just won’t stop, even wit the same bitch he with now.” you threw your hands around in annoyance, explaining the situation.

mikasa hummed, signaling you to keep going.

“and then this dumb. ass. nigga. really got the nerve to bring this new, ugly, mean mugging ass bitch around and try to make it seem like the group like her. ony, yo bitch ass don’t even like the bitch, so what the fuck?” you squinted in annoyance.

he was really pissing you off, and you didn’t know if it was just because you were sensitive, or if it was because he was doing that on purpose. but whatever was going on, it needed to stop.

“girl, you wanna know what i think? i think you and ony need to get y’all shit together.” mikasa pointed at you. “because this shit finna keep happening and ain’t nobody else finna be here to sort this shit out with both of y’all. now i’m on yo side, a hundred fuckin percent, cause i don’t like the bitch either. but when it comes to you and him, it’s a mess.” she shook her head.

“so what ima do? walk around and pretend i fuck with him or whoever else he bring around?” you looked at her.

“you need to sit his ass down and have a real conversation.”

“mikasa, that nigga is not finna listen to me.”

mikasa slowly shrugged. “you ever know til you try.” she muttered. “and you know they having parties all this week, so you better be here tomorrow, get his ass, and talk to him.” she raised her eyebrows at you. you smacked your lips and looked out the window. “i gotchu.” you lazily exhaled.

when mikasa finally dropped you off, you made your way inside your empty house. it wasn’t different, it’s been two weeks. but it was still somewhat boring. it wasn’t boring before you met ony, or when he was there.

that didn’t mean you wanted him to fulfill your loneliness. and if you did, you’d never admit that to anyone. not even yourself.

but when you took off your swimsuit, you took a long, hot shower, clearing your mind of every negative thought.

putting on a pair of shorts and a tank top, you laid across your bed, letting out a long and exhausting exhale.

tomorrow is another day.

this was rlly short i’m sorry yall i’ll make it up fr 😭.

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school kicking my ass

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don’t y’all just love when people eat tf down

“Always Mine”

Pairing: bestfriend!ony x reader, your friends are confused on exactly how far this relationship goes. And it doesn’t help that they come over and you’re walking out of his bedroom

W/C: 808

A/N: honestly I need to get back on my zoom lmao but here is some cute simple fluff that i definitely need to expand on, I’ll be working on my master list. Black coded, reader has curly hair, fluff. We love bestie Ony and his forehead kisses… that’s all really. Tomorrow’s uploads:

Reiner for @wifeofallfictionalmen

Monday uploads:

(Potentially) hawks because some feather play….yeah

Baby daddy!eren x reader angst

Banner: @cafekitsune

Shoutout to @kritetakes for staying on me lol.

Tags: @iloveblogging2 @marshallowy @laylasbunbunny

The sound of knocking pulled Ony from his sleep. He groaned, opening his eyes and slightly adjusting to the sliver of light shining in from behind the curtains. Another knock came from the living room. Ony rolled his eyes at the sound. He was sleeping so peacefully. He raised up slightly only to feel the weight on his arm. He looked down at his arm and that’s where he saw you. You were wrapped around him, your thick curly hair splayed out around your face. Ony smiled to himself at the sight of you. He had missed moments like this when he was gone. Sleepless nights laid up talking about absolutely nothing and late mornings laughing about your bad decisions. Ony smiled to himself as he ran his fingers gently down your cheek. Your brows knitted together in your sleep as you felt the tingles. Ony chuckled softly at the gentle whimper that escaped you. He slipped his arm from underneath you, tossing his feet over the side of the bed. The doorbell rang twice.

Ony felt his irritation again as he rose up, slipping into his Nike slides he made his way to the door. “I don't think she’s here.” A female voice said from the other side of the wood. Ony unlocked the door and opened it, stepping into view. The girls eyes widened at him, their gaze traveling up his bare chest before catching his face. “Can I help you?” Ony asks them. “Uh, I- I think we have the wrong place. We are looking for y/n. Sorry to bother you.” The tall blonde girl in front spoke first. “Oh, yeah she’s here. Y’all can come in and I’ll get her.” Ony says widening the door so they could come in. He turned and walked back towards the bedroom to wake you but you were already walking out of the room.

“Bruh, is that my t shirt?!” Ony asks looking you over. You had woken up to find him gone from the bed. You had thrown one of his oversized t shirts that you loved to wear over your sports bra and shorts and made your way into the living room to find him. “Yes, and what about it?” You said putting a hand on your hip. He shook his head at you. “You better be glad I love you prettygirl. I’m going back to bed.” He walks over to you and plants a gentle kiss on your forehead before making his way back to the bedroom. “Uh, care to explain what’s going on?” Annie teased. Her, Mikasa, and Sasha stood in front of you with varying faces of shock. “Y’all doing too much. Me and Ony are just friends.” You say walking to your bedroom. They followed close behind you. “Did you not just come from his bedroom? And are you not wearing his clothes? Like what’s really going on?” Sasha urges. “I mean this is common behavior.” You laugh. “I sleep in his room most of the time. I mean unless he is dating somebody then of course we don't do all that.” You shrug.

“Okay, so what about the whole nickname thing? The ‘Prettygirl’ stuff? What’s up with that.” Annie asks. “What about it?” You ask. “Girl…” Mikasa said with a straight face that made you laugh. “It’s nothing yall. Ony has been calling me that since we were kids. It was the first thing he ever said to me.” You recount the day. You had been at an event with your father and his business partners. Most of the kids were a lot older so you kept to yourself, sitting on a swing outside, enjoying the air. Then a little chocolate boy walks up to you with a big smile on his face. He held out his hand to you and said, “hey pretty girl”. You were intrigued as much as shocked at the time but you took his hand and followed him. Ony walked around the entire event calling you his prettygirl to anyone who would listen. “And yeah,” you concluded, “It just stuck from there. I’ve been his prettygirl since I was 8 years old. You friends look at you in awe. “Whaaaat?” You groan. “Y/n that is so fucking cute.” Sasha squeals. You find yourself cracking up with them. It wasn't anything major to you, it was just you and Ony. That’s how you were with one another. Two halves of the same coin, intertwined together in life and love. He was your bestfriend and would always be that way.

From the shared apartment to growing up together. Even the matching jewelry and the studded chain with the O pendant hanging off your neck. Ony wasn’t your man. But he was yours as you were his. But you were still just best friends..

At least that’s what you told your heart.

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🥹🥹 idk this was just a draft but it’s out there noww

Love on the brain

onyankopon x blackreader

get together, link, or straight up party your friend group had, it seemed y’all wouldn’t leave each others presence. every timeframe was endeared within his open arms, every compliment flew into his nature. even the conflicting “nature and nurture” had the same definition when it came to you two, and that’s just the tip of how deep this so called situation really went. that’s just how it was though, it’s like your souls were interlinked.

“interlinked??” sasha clarified she was hearin you correctly over this loud music , the girl who never got to deep in the feels, expressing your love for this so sudden male that was slowing taking over your existence. “yeah, like he has me locked into his soul.. i’d pretty sure i’d die happy next to his heart.”

you continued your rant about all these foreign emotions over the phone, not realizing that everyone you knew was at this party and you were stuck up in your bed. “and so i was tellin ‘tis bo-“ you paused and looked at your new notification on an incoming facetime call, “‘you kno who’ callin, later sash.”

you let it ring once, then twice, “hi ma, how are-“ the last parts of his sentence were disregarded as you noticed one of two important things. not only did he take the time to stop dealing and check on you, but his ‘hood straight out the trenches’ facade was gone too. the slight change in his tone was almost enough to pull you out of consciousness.

“y’listenin ta me y/n? i said i miss you” you paused “yeah ? i miss you more, gimmie a sec tho.” you muted your mic and dropped your phone on your bed, screaming into your pillow. you might be woozy in the knees but he ain’t gotta know allat. “i’m back, how are you?” “s’ tiring ma. i was thinkin bout you tho, missin you like crazy”

you’re pretty sure your face visibly awed, you could feel your organ tryin to rapture out your chest, feening for air like a fish out of water. “you were thinkin about me?” the feeling was new, yet mutual. ony couldn’t believe a girl like you would ask such a stupid, but heart-wrenching question. honestly, these things didn’t come naturally for neither of you, so that’s why this pair was so rare for everyone to see. but at last, this is how y’all like it.

he audibly sucked his teeth, “can’t believe y’would say sum shit like dat ma. i always think about you. it’s like love on the brain.”

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“it’s purple, and has this big ass tail, kinda like ya bigass head” he egged on, laying before you on your new mattress as you’re sitting in a close beanbag. you are both gone, especially him, trying to work up the nerve to tell you how he truly feels about what y’all have goin on, about you. “my head ? nigga look at your hairrr, that fade is fading the fuck out” his face went from a daze to one of confusion, turnin to your vanity to get a closer look at his head.. “ma, i juh’got this cut yesterday, stop messin wimmie.” your eyebrows furrowed, “okay sassy” you muttered while standing up, making your way out the open bedroom door. “i’m playinnn” he dragged on, “cmere please.”

you paused and faked hesitation, eventually “giving in” and sitting next to him on the bed where he sat you snug on his lap. you both just stared into eachothers eyes, not that they were mesmerizing or anything; they just held so much depth, and deep rooted perception for one another. especially for him. you broke the silence.. “y’really missed me tonight, Onyan?”he visually gulped, he couldn’t figured out whether his vision should stay on your capturing eyes or on your precious plump lips. “i-ha” he desperately scrambled his mind for words, but they were lost in the darkness your pupils shielded his vision with. “yeah, i know baby.” you whispered on his neck, slowly sucking on the supple dark skin he had possessed.

your kisses made their way up his jaw, then his cheeks, hands trancing and traveling through the slightly grown out fro he had on top of his head. you kissed his nose, stared into his eyes, and then kissed the surround skin after. each smooch {i’m sorry..} was wisely placed and he was loving every sip of affection you were giving him.

out came a breathy whisper from him..“kiss me” you hummed, “that’s what you want onya-“ his rather eager but lazy nod cut you off. you stared a bit more, licking yours and admiring his lips. though growing rather impatient, he pulled you down into the kiss you both so desperately wanted. you could feel him melt into your touch even more than he was already, if that was even possible. your lips moved like they were in symphony, gradually speeding up the music notes of your emotions and playing them at tempos only y’all could understand.

the pull apart was the ultimate harmony, both yours and his breath moving at a steady beat, gazes low trying to find the right words to say after all this time.. “i really missed you ma.. like terribly so” and all you could do is smile. smile at how much an effect you had on him and he, you. smile because after all this time, and trial, and error, he still ended up in your presence.

in your space.

on your brain.

MUSTTT BE LOVE ON THE BRAINNNNN

THATS GOT ME FEELING THIS WAAYYAAYYYY

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bow bow bowww😛

For your eyes only

a photographer!connie x reader

tw; fingering , smut (femrecieve) , dirty talk

connie’s love language was catching the beauty of you when you weren’t watching. and that he did.

his candids were like no others, and his photography skills only made the said photos better. he’d take your instagram photos, your tiktok slideshow photos, your pretend i’m ‘doing this’ or ‘doing that’ ones too. so when you found out he had a collective of these same candids that he takes on his own phone, you were truly surprised.

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“connie, what’s this” he heard you yell over the noise of his shower, now wondering what you could’ve been askin about since you knew every little thing there was to know about him and whatever he had goin. “what’s what?”

“get y’ass out nd see bro” “not your bro” he mumbled but loud enough for you to hear. he stepped out with a white towel around his lower abdomen , almost making you forget the task at hand. you raised a thick, dark green, book that appeared to be a photo album. you could hear him utter a sly ‘shit’ under his breath.

“oh so y’know what ‘tis is?”you paused “why y’got allem uglyass offgaurds of me ?i should beat your a-“ “you won’t.”

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that’s how you ended up with your back on connie’s front, in the bed, taking connie’s long curled fingers at a steady pace. “y’feel that ma? see how well you takin my fingers?” all you could do is respond with needy whines, shamefully chasing for a climax after giving your man such a hard time.

“you gonna just sit there and whine or use your words?” he spoke once again , implying he needed an answer. you were so out of whatever he was sayin, tryin to find the ultimate pleasure in your situation, but he wasn’t letting you off that easy. you shifted, try to catch your breath before embarrassing yourself for the 3rd time tonight “y-yes pa, feels.. feels good” ���that’s right pretty girl, you see those pictures?”

he kept speaking , even after ur back that is now parting from his stomach, creating this spherical arch, makin all his words go in one ear and out the other. even so tho, you nodded anyway. “those are only for you, just for your eyes only” surprisingly, that didn’t go through one ear and out the other. if anything, you heard him perfectly clear.

that borderline possession was all that was needed to have your legs shaking and head lull back onto his shoulder. you couldn’t even remember how you got in this predicament, and why you were upset about the photos anyway, knowing this is what he did for a living and was more than happy on sharing it with you. “h-ha, okay” was the last thing you remembered saying before a deep sleep took over.

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an offical master list.. love to see it

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attack on titan masterlist

༻———onyankopon———༺

top tier grooming /f

love on the brain. /f

༻———connie springer———༺

for your eyes only. /s

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MIYAS FAVORITES (not written by me)

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༻MASTERLIST༺

before reading, please keep in mind this is temporary, many changes will be made throughout the discourse of my t*mblr journey.

✩ attack on titan ✩

✩ jujustu kaisen ✩

✩ one piece ✩

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island gyal on her thot shit