#[ꕥ] — heart on fire

[sukunoon]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏. ↳ codename: fox ↳ suna rintarou x fem!reader

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synopsis. in order to retrieve evidence against the mafia, he finds himself in a populated office building, stuck in an elevator with the man he was searching for.  

content warnings. assassin!AU, mafia!AU, guns, knives, descriptions of blood, descriptions of violence, descriptions of death, fire - [ if i missed anything let me know ! ]

word count. 1.4k

author’s note. heheh first part! i’m so excited i have a plan for everything but these take so long to write- this one took my hours...also i feel like i should make a playlist for this >:))

the elevator music played quietly in the background as the businessmen talked amongst each other, being good friends ever since they met each other in the office. with a small ding, the doors split apart, revealing a hooded man that wore only sweatpants and his dark colored hoodie with red blotches covering the front.

it was odd to see someone with such baggy clothing in such an expensive building, but the two continued on nonetheless as the man shuffled passed to two of them to the back of the elevator.

“did ya hear the news goin’ around, felix?” the one on the right with his dark red suit fit to his features, asked with a small smirk on his lips.

“i don’t like that smile you have teddy,” the other who’s name seemed to be felix, in a dark blue colored suit, mumbled under his breath as he rolled his eyes. “about the genocide?”

teddy, nodded his head enthusiastically. “the mafia genocide, felix.” he annunciated the word mafia as if it was common knowledge. that was the name going around for the killings according to twitter. “they killed all those people and the police did nothing.”

“yes, i heard about that. but it seemed like there was nothing the police could do.” felix shrugged, not too concerned with the problems that didn’t revolve around him.

“nope i don’t accept that, they coulda done a lot more than ya think, the police are taking orders from the mafia leader, i just know it.” he grinned as if he was an ace detective that had just solved a case.

“what?” felix rolled his eyes, his chin dipped to his chest as his head dropped. he rubbed his forehead at the words of his friend. “teddy, enough with your conspiracy theories, you know they’re never right.”

teddy’s grin turned into an evil-like ‘i told you so’ type of grin as he pulled his phone from his pant pocket. “you just choose not to believe felix,” he coed. “but this time, i have proof!” he made a small, over dramatic drum roll on his legs, making felix roll his eyes once more.

“proof?”

teddy swiped up, inputting his phone’s passcode and clicking the photo icon on his screen. “i had ben do some diggin’ into the call logs after the mafia genocide happened, and this is what he found.” after inching closer to felix, he clicked on the audio clip, adjusting the device so he could hear better.

“listen, you have to stop this, i’m begging you to stop this sir! that last show you put on was genocide!” felix’s eyes widened as he wet his lips, a grimace setting in on his features as the audio continued. “so many innocent lives died last night and it cannot be overlooked any longer. the media got ahold of everything, it spreading like wil-” and the audio cut out.

he stopped for a moment, shaking his head slightly as he questioned. “was that...the police chief?”

teddy nodded, his grin now disappeared and a determined frown took over his lips. “i think the police have no power over what the mafia does.” he closed his eyes as he spoke, something he always did when he began a rant, felix knew that. “there’s no way the police chief out of all people would say somethin’ like that, even if it’s not clear that he’s talkin’ to the mafia boss, it’s implied...right felix?”

he sighed at felix’s response; silence. it was common for felix to do that, at least that’s what teddy thought. his eyes fluttered open. “felix-” his head turned to his best friend. “felix..?” he breathed.

the happy elevator music continued as teddy’s posture wilted, his skin turning pale as he opened and closed his mouth without a word coming from his throat. in front of him was his best friend leaning against the side of the elevator, his neck slit and his jaw slack, the life that was once in his eyes there now gone.

“AHHHHH!” the most gut wrenching scream filled the small area as his vision became blurry. his back hit the opposite side of the elevator as he backed into it, his hand covering his mouth as gags periodically came from his throat.

tears fell from his cheeks as he shut his eyes, blinding him from his surroundings. only the feeling of an obnoxious pain in his stomach made him squint his eyes.

in front of him was the hooded man that stood behind him in the elevator. his head fell, the man was holding a knife in his stomach as red liquid dripped onto the floor. “wha-” he coughed, blood dripping down his chin and down his suit as he ripped the knife from his stomach, making teddy slid to the floor.

the man stepped over to felix, grabbing something from his pocket only to glance at it for a moment before putting it in his own. “what are- ya..?” he coughed once more, holding his stomach as the life slowly drained from his eyes. the man bent down next to teddy, grabbing his phone from his pocket only to stand back up.

“ya don’t..know the pass-” teddy’s eyes widened as the man typed in his password without hesitation. his entire body shook at the thought of what that man was, who he was with, but then, it clicked as the elevator dinged and slowly revealed what was behind the door.

“the..mafia, yer with the..mafia.” he stuttered as he stared at the scene behind the door. the bloodied bodies of his coworkers, practically ripped apart as they were strewn across the floor, the desks, the tables.

a pit formed at the bottom of his stomach as he now struggled to breathe properly. he tore his eyes away from the ground floor and back to the man who was now replaying the audio message from before. there was something plugged into his phone he couldn’t quite make out.

as the audio stopped, the man unplugged the cord and pocketed it, throwing the phone onto the ground in front of him. he stepped out of the elevator, crushing the phone into pieces in the process.

as the elevator door began to shut once more, the man stopped it with his hand, stepping through the doorway just enough to see teddy as he lay slumped on the floor. “you- the mafia..” he whimpered, his breathing erratic as he held his stomach.

the man reached behind to his back, lifting his hoodie slightly to get what was hanging from his belt. teddy’s eyes widened as the barrel of a pistol was now pointed at his head. “wrong.” his voice was low, filled with a type of malice teddy had never heard as he pulled the trigger. the muffled sound of the shot echoed throughout the first floor of the building.

he cleared his throat as he walked towards the door, stepping over bloodied bodies as he did so. he shoved his hands in his pockets as he opened the door, steadily turning the corner before the crowds could gather.

he let out a sigh as his hood fell from the wind, revealing his black hair in a messy bun on the back of his head, his baby hairs swayed with the wind. with a few swift movements, he tore off the large, baggy hoodie and sweatpants. underneath those baggy clothes was a black suit that fit him almost too perfectly.

he rolled his shoulders back, flexing his sore muscles as he reached into his pocket. as he did, he threw his blood spattered clothes behind him and into the air, pulling the lighter he’d taken from one of the men in the elevator from his pocket. with a quick flick of his wrist, the flame of the lighter caught his clothes, lighting them ablaze.

the flame of his clothes soon caught the side of the office building as further he walked down the street to his destination. he sighed once more, cracking his neck as the fire burned in the distance, the civilians watched the building in horror.

it wasn’t long before he arrived at the place he’d been looking for. he stopped, opening the glass door to the red telephone booth that sat on one of the back alleys. he grabbed the phone, his slender fingers tapping at the numbers as he dialed the number he’d been given. he held the phone to his ear as it rang, soon to be picked up on the other end.

“codename: fox.”

@sapphicshav​​​ @memosa​​ [ sorry i had to repost it cuz tags- ]

[amaranthineghost]

| I CANT HELP BUT PUSH YOU AWAY, MY DEAR. SELF SABOTAGE IS ALL I KNOW ( lando norris. ) |

ꕥ pairing: lando x reader

ꕥ summary: feeling loved is foreign to her, she wants to self sabotage, but he won't let her.

ꕥ authors note: I enjoyed this too much, probably one of my favorites I've written, not requested. side note, this will probably be the last thing i write because i work like 20 hours this weekend (including friday) plus another 15 hours next week(not including sunday) so i'll be busy with work and school, but i'll try my best to get some writing done. I suspect i'll be working more because of christmas being close, but we'll see! thanks for all the support <3

if anyone has any christmas requests for any driver, PLEASE i would love to write it :3

ꕥ warnings: mentions of anxiety and overthinking and everything that comes with it, as well as struggles eating caused by anxiety, partially unrevised.

GIVING LOVE WAS EASY. receiving it felt too good to be true. giving love was easy when she'd spent her entire adolescence handing it out like a warm beverage on a cold day. it was always up for grabs, and people always wanted to take it for granted.

the idea of love was something she'd daydream about daily, craving it in a way she didn't believed she deserved. giving her love away was easy because she had lots to give. she'd trust easily, but not at the same time. she'd give her heart, but not her mind and that's how she'd end up hurting.

she longed to be loved. she swore every single love language was hers, but she'd realize how often she'd crave a single touch from the man she wanted. physical touch was always the one she longed for.

love was hard to believe. she was surrounded by it, but she never had it on the level others had.

she longed to be loved, but could she handle being loved? she knew she couldn't from past, failed relationships that failed because of her. because all it took was one relationship to break her trust for the rest to follow.

it was hard to trust that relationship to begin with, anxiety ate her away with every waking moment. she didn't believe she deserved to receive love in return of giving hers away. countless times her friends told her that he didn't deserve the love she gave him, it was best that she found out who he really was, but it destroyed her.

because now when any man showed any slight interest in her, she'd recede with heaps of anxiety.

growing up, from a kid to a teenager, she was never told she was pretty or attractive. she never had the attention from the right guys to make her feel it too. she knew she didn't need guys to tell her things to make her feel better, but she wanted them to. she'd watch her friends find solid relationships, or go between guys. she couldn't find one.

it solidified her belief that maybe she wasn't deserving. being loved was so foreign to her, she didn't know how it felt to be loved in the right way.

after all, all she knew was heartbreak and self-sabotage.

when she'd finally found her first relationship, she'd swallow the looming anxiety that bubbled in the pit of her stomach. because someone wanted to be with her. she'd give them all her heart, she'd give them her trust.

but a relationship laced with infidelity was bound to burn. and so it did. it set a fire greater than she could've put out by herself. because deep inside, it still burned in her heart. it ruined her. now she couldn't comprehend the idea of trusting someone on such a level as a relationship. being genuinely loved by someone other than herself, but even she couldn't. she didn't deserve it. because what others couldn't see in her, she couldn't see in herself.

every other 'relationship' that followed failed. they burned before they even got a chance to ignite into something else. something good, and or something bad.

because she'd never let them get close enough to have her trust. she wasn't the type to easily communicate her feelings towards another individual, pushing it into the deepest depths of her heart and mind. for her and her only.

growing up, her feelings were often stepped on or put out. she'd get called a cry baby, or no one would even care to listen. it's one of the reasons her self sabotages work so well.

she wouldn't communicate, a key component to the formula for a relationship. because what goods a relationship that you know nothing about. what goods a relationship that she's miserable in because she's too scared and untrusting to let someone through to her heart again.

it was a miracle she even managed to date him, let alone meet him in the first place. he was famous, she was her. one of the reasons she didn't think the relationship was going to go as far as it did.

because she'd constantly compare herself to his former lovers. pretty models with perfect features, famous like him.

but the attraction between the two was undeniable, even she had to admit. when they'd lock eyes for the first time, she felt that same anxiety. she always felt it when faced with anything that could be more than just a friendship. but he was different because not only was the feeling of anxiety present, the feeling of wanting more, longing.

though with every notification, she found herself praying it wasn't him, not because she didn't like him because dear god, he was probably the most attractive man she's ever seen. but because she didn't know how to talk to someone with the intention of being more than friends.

it was so vastly different than if she was texting to become friends. she couldn't imagine going from barely knowing each other, to hanging out, to dating.

because it meant she had to trust the person. she'd have to trust herself, and she didn't know if she could handle it.

she found herself struggling to reply within a message that didn't seem too dry, but not giving her burning heart away like charity. she was never good at it.

but when random texts throughout the day turned to late night conversations over the phone, to falling asleep on facetime calls, she knew she was in too deep.

especially when they'd hung out for the first time. they had a magnetic energy pulling one another together, like they couldn't and wouldn't be separated. neither of them wanted to.

but she didn't know what to tell him. she didn't know how to express her feelings when she's forced herself to keep quiet for as long as she can remember. she didn't know how to tell him she needed words of reassurance because her anxiety was her mortal enemy.

it wasn't like she couldn't trust him, she knew she could. but her mind made every possible way that he couldn't be trusted by her. it was always in her thoughts.

self sabotage seemed like the better alternative than spilling her heart and hurt to him, or overthinking every way that this would be a bad thing because there's no way he could be good to her.

when the days of anxiety got particularly worse after they'd started dating, he'd notice the times when she'd shy from his touch. he noticed her lips more irritated than usual from the consistent biting, or how short her nails became. how little she ate, and how much she'd pick at her food, pushing it around the plate till it got cold.

days like those, he did what he could with what he knew, which seemed like nothing. but he'd never fail to say something that he'd hoped would make her feel better.

and it did, at least a little.

as she laid on her back in his bed, her eyes stared into the dark of his room. her stomach rolled with the nauseous feeling that came with her anxiety, and biting her lip became a routine. her head turned to see the back of his. lando's curly hair, the chain around his neck, his bare shoulders and back. a sight to see, especially in the dark.

she'd spent countless nights awake long after he falls asleep, each time she'd carefully reach for his phone. she knew it was wrong, but she needed reassurance, and she didn't want to ask for it. but his phone was password protected, something she was too scared to even hint at.

so it became a routine. stay up well past when he'd fallen asleep, slipping his phone in her hand and simply trying a few passcodes she could think of that might work. to no avail, she'd place the phone right back, trying to make it seem like it never moved.

his phone had face id, she knew but it always seemed too risky, even for her. but she was desperate. she needed to know even when in her heart, she knew there wasn't a chance of infidelity. but her heart was charred and still in flames, so it wasn't enough.

she'd hold his phone in her hand, sliding across the cold phone case that'd matched hers. her heart beat in her chest as she slowly turned closer.

her body loomed over his, her arm snaking in front of his tired face, desperately trying for face id. she knew it'd be too dark, but this was the only time she'd actually try something. she saw the screen illuminate his face slightly, but not enough.

" 'm password's your birthday," his words slurred because of his tiredness, but nonetheless she heard him and she froze. he knew she'd been trying to get into his phone? for how long?

her mouth was dropped open and she slowly retreated the phone, though the rest of her body in shock. her feelings were conflicting. it never occurred to her that his password would be about her. because in her mind, she wasn't important enough for that.

with her breath held, sweaty palms and shaky hands, her fingers danced across the number pad, entering the date.

it worked, her eyes flickering back to him. the fact he was so willing was already enough to calm her because if it was any of her past situationships, she'd be sure they wouldn't be so forgiving if they found her with their phone. it was a deal breaker in the past.

but the way he just didn't care was nearly enough for her. at this point, she just wanted a peak, and that's all she did.

when she reassured her heart, she'd slid his phone back on his bedside table. she laid back down on her side, thoughts running through her mind at a million miles. she turned to him once again, slipping her arms around his midsection. she felt the warmth of his back spread across her chest, pressing her cheek against his skin and fluttering her eyes shut. for so long, she'd craved touch, being held by someone she was in love with.

she'd remember the last feeling she felt before slipping into a warm slumber, the sensation of his smooth and callused hand around her wrist, his thumb caressing her skin softly. she'd smirk against his back.

when morning came, she didn't know what to expect. most of the time, she wouldn't even make it through the night before she was kicked out, forced to go back home. because to them, it was much easier to force her out than to have a conversation with her. she didn't know which one she'd prefer though.

because what she didn't expect was waking up to the sun in her face, leaking through the curtains and spilling across the bed. she'd found her way to the other side of his bed, lying on her stomach with his arm across her back. her hands found their way to his wrist, feeling the multitude of bracelets between her fingers. she examined the difference between them, the fancy designers to handmade ones from his fans.

though mostly silver, there was an odd gold one that stood out, it caught her attention. the corners of her lips twitched into a smile as she separated it from the rest on his wrist. though it was mostly a simple thin chain, it had a bar with the designer name on it. she'd liked it. it was simple and pretty.

she heard the bed rustle next to her, she dropped the bracelet back down on his wrist, her head turning to watch him go from lying on his stomach to pressing his chest against her back. though his eyes still closed, he'd press his face into her neck tiredly. the hand that she'd played with grabbed hers while his other arm snaked around her shoulder and across her chest.

"you can have it, if you want," he muttered against her skin, sending chills down her spine and vibrations through her skin as she inhaled sharply. she watched him bring his hands close together, unclasping the simple bracelet.

"you don't have to, lando-" she stuttered, assuring him it was fine, but he was stubborn. he'd shush her, lifting his head to find her wrist as he'd place it around it.

" 'ts fine," he told her, "pretty girls should have pretty bracelets," he whispered against her shoulder, his lips lingering on her skin. he'd tuck the loose strands of her hair behind her ear. she felt his breath against her, shuddering.

"are you sure?" she questioned, her voice barely above a whisper when she'd look into his green eyes, watching how his pupils change size. she now laid facing him with her arm under her, supporting her weight.

she was scared it was some sort of bribe, that he'd ask her to do something in return, or that it'd be a thing to use for her to overlook something he'd done.

he nodded, studying every feature of her face. every mole, freckle and blemish, every lash on her eyelid, noticing how some crossed over the other.

"y'know we need to talk, yeah?" his tone was gentle, the rasp of his morning voice melted her brain. her heart paused, her eyes dancing across his face as he waited for an answer. his head tilted to the side.

she brought her hand to her face, biting at the flesh around her nails nervously. she felt anxiety creep over her body, tummy churning with unease. she just nodded back, unknowing of what to say.

" 'm not mad, love," he brought his hand to her face, the pads of his fingers running across her cheek, slipping into her hair, "jus' want to know what's goin' on."

the way his voice was so warm and inviting, with the slight rasp in his throat, causing a dip in his voice with every hushed word he spoke, it caused shivers across her body.

her lips parted, but no words left her throat. she pursed them together before thinking of what to say. she'd whisper back to him, "I jus' don't know how to tell you."

his head tilted even more, feeling his fingers scratch her scalp softly, "tell me what?"

"how I feel."

he felt a pang in his heart as he heard her words, the hurt laced into her voice as she watched his face closely, "how do you feel?"

she hesitated, looking at her hand nervously, finicking with the new bracelet on her wrist when he'd carefully push her chin up to meet his face.

she sighed, biting her cheek, "I feel," she started, "like I don't deserve to be loved."

she'd watch his eyes soften at her words, the expression on his face growing sadder the more he processed what she said.

he shook his head, "you do deserve it, darling, m'kay?" he leaned closer, his forehead against her, "I don't know how many times I'll need to say it for you, but I will because it's true."

his words sunk into her skin, her mind, her heart still set afire all these years later. she couldn't extinguish it by herself, but he could.

the fire that burned in her heart started to diminish with every word, with every sentence of affirmation from him. it told her she could spill her guts to him and he'd be there to simply listen. she needed that so desperately.

"I'll tell you anything you want to hear," he sat up more on the bed, his head stretching above hers, "but we need to work together on this." his hand pulled from her hair and lined across her jaw.

she nodded, sighing softly as she looked up at him with half-lidded eyes, her tongue gliding across her cracked lips with a stinging pain.

"I jus' get really anxious, and then I start to overthink," she started so easily and without realizing, she couldn't stop.

she'd spill all her trust on him and he'd pick it up and lock it safely with him. because he'd die than betray her trust, after they'd worked so hard to make this work.

he'd see the fire ablaze in her heart and body and put it out in a matter of a few words when it took her years to even lessen the hurt.

he'd restore her charred heart, picking away at the blackness that plagued it. picking her mind apart from the bad and making her realize what she needed all along.

he put out her fire.

[kamotecue]

Can you do Alessia Russo x WNBA reader (R is famous, like Steph Curry level) I know Alessia is tall but R easily towered over her. Alessia introduces R to her International teammates after R attended one of their match. Lionesses being fan girls, just fluff.

and i thought i was the fan ꕥ a. russo

pairing: alessia russo x reader

summary: the lionesses have only heard of you through ella and of course, your stargirl. other than that, they’ve watched the news—word has it you’re one of the best players in the WBNA despite your young age.

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⋆✦⋆ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

you hummed as you took your seat at the family and friends section, it was the semi-final match between australia and england.

you were wearing one of alessia’s match worn jerseys, at the same time, you had the colors of the matildas face painted on your face. how could you not support your home country, after all?

you sat by alessia’s mother, carol who pulled you into a tight hug. when she first learned that alessia was dating someone, she was eager to meet the one who stole her daughter’s heart.

“just in time, dear.” the kick off was about to start, you were in line getting a snack, as well as a small glass of beer.

“is less part of the starting line up?” your voice was soft, as you had taken your seat.

“yup, she’s up front.” carol said, she was proud of her daughter and the achievements she made. you looked up front to see alessia, a soft smile made it’s way to your face. she had her game face on, as you chuckled at how cute she looked.

when the kick-off began, you were sitting in your seat analyzing the plays. despite not knowing much about football, you understood the gist of it. the information that alessia would tell you, the offside rule, the var rule and etc.

throughout the whole match, your leg was crossed and you were literally at the edge of your seat, trying not to fall off.

in the first half, ella toone was the first one to make a goal as it was fired across the goal and into the top right corner, making it 0-1. you watched as the fans cheered.

during the half time, you had met fans that supported you through your career. you played fantastically at uconn, also at seattle storm. however, you did get looks from a few football fans, wondering who you were.

not all watched the wnba, but the ones who did knew you were slaying.

“ooooh, kerr with the equalizer.” you said, covering your eyes with your hands but slightly peeking through it.

well done, you hummed. it was a brilliant solo effort, as she ignored fowler who was on the left. the goal was about 25 yards out, if you weren’t mistaken yet it went into the top-left corner.

however, the game quickly game to an end. lauren hemp had scored a goal in the 71st minute, ending the equalizer between the two teams.

you had jumped in joy, when you saw alessia score the winner of the match. just a few minutes before the game had ended, she scored the third point as she fired an angled finish across goal and into the bottom-left corner.

the british fans had cheered, as the australian fans looked devestated. you included, despite wearing an england shirt—you knew how much it meant for the matildas to perhaps win the match.

but there was also expectations, the pressure was too high. you knew as an athlete, you didn’t want to fail.

“go on, then.” carol chuckled, as you looked a bit eager to meet alessia on the sideline. you rushed to the barrier where alessia had pulled you into a hug.

the star striker was quite tall, however you easily towered over her, being 6’2. she wrapped her arms around your waist, as she buried her head in your chest. the black button up coat had covered her face, as you hummed.

she felt your chest vibrate as she pulled away only to give you a toothy grin.

“less, i believe it’s time for you to introduce us.” lotte teased the striker as she flushed a bit red, you chuckled at her reaction before pulling away from her.

“i’m y/n l/n, alessia’s girlfriend.” you introduced, giving her your hand for her to shake, to which she did with a soft smile.

“y/n l/n? as in the australian basketball star?” lucy asked, as you gave her a small nod.

“less!—do you know who you’re dating? she’s considered basketball royalty.” bronze exclaimed as you snickered at her reaction.

“some people say that she’s the best player.” ella teased, as alessia playfully glared at her bestfriend.

“not the best, perhaps one of the best. but it’s always the hard work i put into training.” you commented.

you spent a few minutes literally chatting with the lionesses, the fans were filming the interaction between stars and a (basketball) star. it was a scene, as a few of them had watched your games.

mainly lotte as she would watch your college games, with a few of her friends.

[chosaya]

CHOSO ANGST NEXT😼😼🙏🙏🙏

ꕥ 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑

ꕥ genre; angst/no comfort, arranged marriage au, falling out of love.

ꕥ synopsis: arranged marriages don’t seem to go to according to plan, at least not for you.

“I promise.”

those words replay in your head over and over like a never ending loophole.

promises are meant to be keeping things cherished mostly, but not this time around they’re are meant to broken in this case.

now you were here, standing in front of the church. the faint sound of the piano soothing sounds playing in the background as you and choso stood hand in hand in your wedding dress and him in his tailored suit, as everyone gathered into their seats as the pastor began the ceremony.

as new journey begins for you both.

the pastor soon raised his hands allowing the crowd to take their sweet before starting the wedding official, pushing his glasses onto the bridge of his nose—raising his head towards the two of you.

“Do you, take choso kamo to be your husband through in sickness and health?”

“Yes.” you replied feeling a bit nervous in the pit of your stomach, for few moments before choso is rubbing his thumb over your knuckles to soothing your unease, lucky to be marrying someone as kind as him.

“Do you, choso kamo take y/n to be your lovely wife in sickness and health, as long as you both shall live?” the pastor turned towards choso, who’s adjusting his tie a little swallowing harshly—feeling the bit of guilt wash over him as he doesn’t respond to the question yet.

“Choso..? c’mon..baby answer the question..” you replied, putting a hand on his shoulder to reassure him— that it’s fine to be a little nervous.

he swallowed harshly, clearing his throat loosing his tie a little feeling like as if his lungs are on fire before speaking up.

“I don’t. I can’t marry you y/n.” he said bluntly, feeling his voice trembling before he straightened up his position giving the ring back to the pastor shoving it onto the pillow.

the crowd went silent, some gasping in disbelief as choso says those words stepped down from the podium.

“wait choso..why?.on our wedding day is when you decided to dumped me??” you swallowed the feeling like your heart is breaking into pieces, like your whole world came crashing down in one day.

“I fell out of love you with you that’s why..” choso repiled, running his fingers through his tangled long black hair before looking you into your eyes seeing the tears pricking up into the corners.

“you don’t love me anymore..?” you replied stepping down from the stand, gathering up your bunched up wedding dress as you heels clicked to the ground as you made your way towards him.

“No.. I don’t love you the way I thought I did..” Choso responded back towards you, can’t handle seeing you this dreadful—and starting walking out of the church—leaving his rings, everything he promised he would be there forever all gone now.

you didn’t expect today to be like this, sitting down onto the podium—letting those tears slip down your cheeks after holding it together.

“I can’t believe this…” you mumbled to yourself, shaking your head sobbing into your wedding dress, smearing the makeup all over but you don’t care.

the person you thought was the best partner for you turned out to be the worst heartbreak, feelings your lungs on fire from the amount of times you’ve cried now.

you’ve lost count at this point.

arranged marriages never seems to go as they’re intended, choso made his way out of the church in a hurry walking down the street to his home, not paying attention to his surroundings only wanted to get as far as possible.

“I really did love you y/n..”

choso didn’t keep his promise he vowed, ignoring all the thoughts in his mind but he didn’t expect this to be impaled with a knife to the back, didn’t even realize it till he dropped to the ground—bleeding profusely with a smile on his face before his head dropped to the ground lifeless.

@marimogf @screampied-main @honeybleed @preciousamethyst @rayemelanin @charbunxxi @softwiingz @suguella @sugu-cidal @spideyyeet @luxesiren @hoshigray @satorena @satoruhour @ryukenzz @moneygal0re @chososluv @chrollohearttags @kingkonoha @osamwah @osaemu @ramonathinks

[willowbelle]

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ masterlist ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ

key: (𖤐: nsfw/smut) (✿ : fluff) (꩜ : angst)

꒰⚘݄꒱ long fics:

❤︎ law:

ꕥ a new routine, a new man (f!reader, 6k words) 𖤐✿

ꕥ hidden desires (f!reader, 2.6k words) 𖤐

ꕥ unravel for me (gn!reader, 2.5k words) 𖤐

ꕥ hold me. down (f!reader, 5k words) 𖤐

ꕥ heal me (f!reader, 4.3k words) 𖤐✿

ꕥ stay here, with me (pt. one) (f!reader, 1.3k words) 𖤐✿

ꕥ you know me (pt. two) (f!reader, 1k words) 𖤐✿

ꕥ a welcomed trespass (f!reader, 1.2k words) 𖤐

ꕥ you come first (f!reader, 850 words) 𖤐

ꕥ just give in (f!reader, 3k words) 𖤐

ꕥ the tie that binds (f!reader, 2k words) 𖤐

ꕥ a doctor's cure (f!reader, 4k words) 𖤐

ꕥ silver coin (gn!reader, 1.2k words) ✿

ꕥ territory (f!reader, 1k words) 𖤐

ꕥ the quiet kind (gn!reader, 700 words) ✿

ꕥ eat you alive (f!reader, 700 words) 𖤐

ꕥ price to pay (f!reader, 800 words) 𖤐

❤︎ zoro:

ꕥ the right direction (f!reader, 5k words) 𖤐✿

ꕥ wasted (f!reader, 4.4k words) 𖤐

ꕥ not a chance (f!reader, 3.2k words) 𖤐

ꕥ aim to tease (f!reader, 900 words) 𖤐

ꕥ lathered in you (gn!reader, 800 words) ✿

ꕥ soft currents (gn!reader, 800 words) ✿

ꕥ deep-seated (f!reader, 500 words) 𖤐

❤︎ ace:

ꕥ open flame (f!reader, 4k words) 𖤐

ꕥ wild (f!reader, 5k words) 𖤐

ꕥ ghost in the sheets (gn! reader, 700 words) ꩜

ꕥ no smoke without fire (f!reader, 600 words) 𖤐

❤︎ sanji:

ꕥ sous chef (f!reader, 5k words) 𖤐

ꕥ vantage point (f!reader, 300 words) 𖤐

❤︎ luffy:

ꕥ hunger (f!reader, 5k words) 𖤐

ꕥ satiated (f!reader, 300 words) 𖤐

❤︎ corazon:

ꕥ heart sleeves (gn!reader, 900 words) ✿

❤︎ robin:

ꕥ cherries and espresso (gn!reader, 1.3k words) ✿

❤︎ nami:

ꕥ treasure (gn!reader, 1.1k words) ✿

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.

꒰⚘݄꒱ miscellaneous:

❤︎ law:

ꕥ nsfw alphabet 𖤐

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.

꒰⚘݄꒱ multi-character headcanons:

ꕥ quickies (ft. luffy, zoro, sanji, ace, law) 𖤐

ꕥ please, harder! (ft. luffy, zoro, sanji, ace, law) 𖤐

ꕥ eating you out (ft. luffy, zoro, sanji, ace, law) 𖤐

𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.

[bas-writes]

ꕥ in the heat of spring | rush hours feat. ino takuma x reader

content warnings: pwp, reader has vagina and breasts, sex at a love hotel, feminine pet names, praise, dirty talk, fingering, vaginal sex word count: 3.5k mood prompt: gentle and commanding kink prompt: sex in clothes requested by: @mirkaaaluv a/n: well, well, well, if it hasn't gotten out of hand ^^" i wanted this, and other heat of spring texts, to be 1k words and best and yet, here we go. i guess ino just has his own set of rules lmao

The atmosphere changed as soon as the door opened and revealed your chosen room.

Ino's hand, so far only nudging you gently towards your destination, wanders down, to your ass, and sinks fingers into the soft flesh. You've expected the move—and yet, you jerk up, barely catching a high-pitched yelp at your throat. You're so tense that even a brush of a feather would send you spinning, an unambiguous touch is almost like a torture.

A welcomed one but a torture, nevertheless.

It's your first time at a love hotel as a guest and something about this fact keeps you right on the thin line between excitement and panic. It's hard to find a rational explanation for your state; you've been in many of them before, as a sorcerer, perpetually erasing the curses born of lust, stress, and raveled emotions you loathed to name but learnt by heart and damped down in order to do your job properly. You gave this place a quick scan even before you stepped into the main hall, and it was as clean as a sex-focused establishment could be. You stared intently at the blurry silhouette of the check-in clerk behind the frosted glass as Ino paid for your room and claimed the card key, but there was nothing suspicious about them. You looked around for residuals or disturbing vibes that could betray a presence—past or present—of a curse, just to find nothing.

It was a safe hotel—and yet, you were much more tense than you ever were in those cursed ones.

"You okay?" Ino puts the card key into the holder, turns the light on, finally closes the door behind you two. "You're…kinda pale. Is it—"

"No." You cut in, your voice calm and unbothered, contrary to a shriek you've expected. "Definitely not. I've checked."

"No curses?"

"No curses."

Ino laughs and kisses the back of your neck, "If there was one around, I'd tear it with bare hands, I think. I fought for this fuck break for a week. C'mon, ladies first."

Nudged by a playful yet hearty squeeze on your ass, you finally step fully in. The room is almost soundproof; the soothing music played from the speakers at the corridor is immediately replaced by serene silence. Fighting against weirdly stiff legs, you take a few curious steps inside; the space is on the smaller side but well organized and cozy for a hotel booked for a single night at best. There's a small tv, speakers, two chairs by a coffee table with a small basket (filled with everything you would need from an establishment of this kind), door leading to a private bathroom—and, of course, the main star of the event: a comfy-looking bed, big enough to fit not two but even three adults at once.

In any other place and time, you would happily pounce straight on it, to test if it's as soft as the views promise—but with legs so stiff and your head spinning you need another nudge from your boyfriend to finally approach closer.

"Well—" Ino is right behind you, the side of his face pressed close to yours and his fingers slowly tracing your sides. "—how do you like it?"

"It's…nice. Very nice."

For a starter, you've been aiming for a cautious sit at the edge of the bed, but Ino is faster, bolder, and impatient with your guarded behavior. Hand on your hip, he spins you around and crashes lips against yours. It's a hasty, hungry kiss, full of longing and agony of separation for weeks of work, stress, and all of this cursed bullshit pulling you two out of your routine. You can't blame Ino for finally snapping; you feel it too, the fire you forced into the subconsciousness has perked its head up and is pushing you now into his hungry arms. The familiar tight knot in your abdomen is pulling hard, harder than you've felt since what seems forever, and begging for a fast and intense release.

If he kissed you like this for longer, the weird tension would evaporate from your head—but Ino's in a rush, as always when his needs are pent up to the verge of bursting. He pulls away from your lips just to push you on the bed, yanks the beanie off his head, hesitates over doing the same with the hoodie just for a second but leaves it, already too starved of your closeness. He advances on you with such momentum that he pushes air out of your lungs—and doesn't let you take another breath before kissing you again with the same fervor. The horny beast in you growls, pleased, and your legs immediately open to fit him better—but the tension at the back of your head remains and tries its best to tie your body into its submission.

"Fuck, I need you..." Ino rasps into your ear, sending harsh shivers down your spine. He ruts his hips against you, the rapidly growing bulge against your groin leaving you no doubts you're for a fast and bumpy ride. You mewl and crane your neck for his lips, jerk your hips up in an answer to his bite, whimper, and moan when he lingers to mark you with a hickey. 

His hands don't give your nerves the same luxury; using one for leverage to pin you with his body just enough, he sneaks the other under your clothes. It traces your tum lovingly but, remembering you have only three hours yanked out of your tight schedule, dives into your pants and panties shortly after.

"You're tense," Ino points out as he's spilling wet kisses from your jaw towards your neck and lower. 

"This is new," you admit but don't follow any further, trying to silence your uneasiness with haste, shallow kisses that swallow his pleased murmurs and mewls. There is no time for niceties, both of you know it—and you're not letting your weird qualms get in your way, not with the fire spilling between your legs just at the brush of his fingers against your slit.

It's uncomfortable to maneuver under your jeans without unzipping them but Ino would endure even digging in a cooling-down concrete if it meant he could finally touch the place he longed for the most. He curses under breath, his words moist against your neck, and finally finds an angle that satisfies him. His thumb traces your slit, spreads your labia and toys with your clit—touch undeniably pleasant but also palpably rushed, especially for a man who could finger you for hours, until you were nothing but a puddle melting in his hands. He's rather seeking for your arousal than working for it; you're more damp than wet but that's enough, it was before, and your thighs quiver by his sides when he teases right at your entrance.

Tension itches at the back of your head; when Ino's eyes seek yours you nod with agreement, maybe even too sharply to pass as genuine. Under other circumstances he would point it out and ask to be doubly sure, to read the sweet consent from the timbre of your voice, but his senses are as hazy as yours—and he's not thinking with the right brain anymore.

He adjusts the position of his hand one more time—and slides two fingers into you, at once.

Instead of the expected surge of pleasure, your body spasms and you hiss sharply as you try to stop your hips from jerking away. The tension hasn't worked in your favor; yes, the moisture would be more than enough if you were at home, lazy and relaxed, but here it fights against his fingers, access suspended, no matter what your soul and mind are craving.

Ino immediately notices.

"Oh baby, did I hurt you?" He withdraws his hand and lifts himself on both arms now, giving you more space beneath him. The wildfire in his eyes has turned warm and docile, and he's looking at you with nothing but concern—and guilt, creeping at the corners of his big, puppy eyes.

"No, don't worry, I'm alright." You scratch at the back of his head, yourself not sure if to calm down him, yourself, or both at once. You don't know how to explain your current situation without sounding too intricately and ridiculously. You're tempted to joke that you would feel more at ease if there was a curse in the next room, but that's not really the strategy you're looking for to salvage the mood.

"A false start?" Ino finds the right words first and exhales with relief when you agree. "Shit... I was so focused on time... My bad. I'm sorry."

When he reaches to your lips again, the kiss is softer, asking for your forgiveness, but as enthusiastic as before. There's still plenty of heat in between the two of you, so it doesn't take long for your moves to turn sloppy and hungry anew. He's more cautious, though, and doesn't budge from his position any further than needed to sip from you. No matter how tempting you and your mewls are, he's not caving in, not until you're nice and putty in his arms.

It seems it's been hours when he finally asks if you want to continue, and you nod with such enthusiasm that your vision goes blurry for a moment, the tension at the back of your head already too lazy to perk its head, peeking curiously at the situation instead.

A soft kiss on your cheek later, Ino climbs off the bed and, finally, strips off his hoodie. The view itself does wonders to your mood; his athletic and lean body is a work of art, begging to be touched, licked, and caressed. You stare at his back intently as you work your pants and panties down—and count its crevices and lines of defined muscles you're going to trace soon. The tension lets out only a warning thrum when your partner starts digging in the basket with love hotel goods, but it's pretty much its last spasm.

With a comically triumphant noise, Ino turns with a bottle of lube and a condom in his hands—and stops in his tracks at the sight of your half-naked body. He takes a harsher breath when you roll your shirt over your waist; from the weight of his stare, you know he's inches from pouncing on top of you again. Nerves and will of steel, forged in heated battles against curses, pay off in a situation like this, he shrugs the temptation off and snuffs out the wildfire running through his veins.

Everything for your sake.

"You spoil me." The mattress dips under his weight as Ino approaches you on his knees, opening the lube with his teeth at the same time. He spits the cap out on the floor and sits by your side on his heels. He takes his time studying your curves, almost motionless if not for his chest heaving with need and his abdominal muscles tensing and twitching. He might be controlling himself, but it doesn't come with ease. Each breath is a fight against his instincts, racing thoughts, and pulsing hardness relentlessly pushing on his jeans.

"Show yourself to me, pretty girl." He finally snaps out of trance and pours lube, almost everything he has, on his fingers. A smile grows on his face as you listen, bending your legs in knees and spreading them wide for him. "Yes, just like this... Fuck, you're so hot..."

Scooting closer, Ino moves in between them, eyes fixed on his goal, warm and ready for him—but still takes his time to adore you properly. He leans close to your thigh, kisses your knee with sweet affection and advances further down, until he has you giggling and mewling with anticipation—so close to your core yet so painfully away.

One flick of gaze up later he finally reaches between your legs again—the strategy and technique all the same but slower and patient. He spreads lube along your slit as he caresses it, working his way past the last knots of your hesitation. He teases and asks for permission until he's sure your gasps and spasms are genuine in every way possible, and even there, he takes his sweet time playing with your clit. In the heated rush you've almost forgotten how sadistic and stubborn he can be if only he wants to spoil you beyond the expectations. Soon he has every single one of your nerves taunt and at the mercy of his fingertips and midst your hazy mind you're thanking the conditions for giving you two so little time, otherwise he would boil you right there for painfully long hours.

Right as you're ready to beg for more, Ino finally makes his move, starting with a single finger this time.

"There we go, smooth and easy..." He's slow and careful, his eyes fixed on your pussy as he fills you up to his knuckle. "Such a good girl, Y/N..."

He adds another one and smirks down at your expression. Not caring about the mess, he tosses the bottle with lube away and lies beside you, chest flush to your shoulder. You feel his warm breath right by your ear, heavy and right on the verge of a needy groan; prolonging the fast has its great price and he's paying without a blink. It's so unbelievably hot to have him so worked up with only two fingers in you, to be so adored and needed that he's taut like a string on the verge of snapping, and his tongue is tying into knots as he's whispering dirty encouragements for you.

"My... You're getting so wet now..." His voice is throaty, tense and almost breaking, in the most sensual way. "Sucking me in... Can you squeeze a little more? Oh yes, that's right, that's a good girl, working so hard to take my fingers. Do you think you can take another one? I'll be gentle. You need to take it, if you want my cock, pretty girl."

His breathing hitches when you, indeed, take the third finger. Rutting against your side, his hard-rock length twitching in his jeans, he moans, loud and pathetic, at your cunt fluttering around his knuckles. His patience is on the verge of crumbling; even the gentlest and most loving boyfriend has his limits and Ino has pushed past them ages ago. Even midst the hot-red haze mantling your mind you can feel him struggling. His moves turn less precise and sloppy, once almost ceasing, once rushing and seeking that one last nerve to graze and snap. Along with willpower he's losing his focus, putting it instead whole into not cumming into his pants.

And yet, despite everything, he puts you in the first place.

"Fuck..." Ino flounders between words, trying to play two roles at once and win his prize in both of them. "It's so hot... Pretty girl, please? Can I fuck you now? Look, you're taking my fingers already... Fuck— You're taking them so well... Will you cum on them? I want you to cum. Please, cum for me, sweetheart."

He whispers a please after a please into your ear, abandoning stretching you for the sake of moving the remains of his focus to your clit. He rubs it fast and sloppily, far from ideal but makes up for it with desperation and not ceasing until your heels start to dig in the mattress and your thighs to spasm and shake. 

"Do it now, sweet girl." He trips over his words as if he was as close to the release as you're now, but he finds enough willpower to show dominance one last time before he finally pushes you over the edge. Your whole body spasms, the buildup and anticipation resulting in a strong, mind-numbing and exhausting orgasm. For a moment there's nothing for you but blank, overwhelming pleasure, white silence and dry, itching pain in your lungs, as if you forgot how to breathe when you were crying out his name.

You return to your senses with stickiness all over your skin and his hot breath pressed to your sweaty neck with a silent pleading for more.

Ino licks his lips when your gaze meets and smiles, as cheeky and proud of his work as impatient. His eyes are glossy, feverish, and his cheeks are flushed so much they're beaming with heat, "Are you okay?"

You nod, not quite having power to say something yet.

"Do you want more? Can I take you?"

Another nod—and a bright smile at his sudden, childish pounce at given consent. Ino's hands are shaking when he unbuckles and unzips his jeans; his fluffy happy trail leads your gaze towards his heavy, twitching erection and precum beading at its head, threatening to spill everything at the slightest friction. He doesn't do much better when rolling a condom on, almost dropping it straight out of the wrapping and dragging a dry spasm of laughter out of you.

"See what you're doing to me, you little minx?" He says once finally successful and squirts the last dollop of lube along his shaft. He spreads it with a few strokes—biting on the bottom lip as he's doing so, so close to his finish that even a loose, almost mechanical jerk of a hand is overstimulating—then finally takes his place between your legs.

He spreads your knees further open, pulls your hips closer and helps you rest your calves against his chest. Before he guides your ankles to his shoulders, he brushes a gentle kiss against the elastic band of one of your socks, then the mark it left before it slid down.

"Ready?" He asks, voice shaking, as he's rubbing himself against your puffy, sensitive clit: shallow, pleading thrusts that could as well just get him off right over you.

You nod again and your eyes flutter in pleasure as Ino wastes no time and slides in, with ease and a loud, guttural groan. He stills mid-way in, intense twitching inside of you calling for a fast finish, but he manages to calm himself down enough to press further, leading your knees towards your chest until he meets your limit.

"Holy shit..." Eyes closed, Ino bites on his lips almost to blood. Sweat pearls on his forehead, first droplets trickle down his temples, and his arms, supporting your legs, start shaking. "This is... Fuck, baby girl, I missed it... I missed you so much..."

He twitches harder when you trace his back, lets out a single dry sob when you run fingers through his hair and pull him closer to yourself. It's okay, he has worked hard for it, he can let go and just enjoy himself. You want to say all of this aloud, but only breathing and soft mewls feel right now—and he's too lost in it to hear all of that anyway.

His control snaps, from tranquil and nearly motionless he switches into the highest gear in seconds, and his deep, harsh, desperate thrusts pierce your body deeper into the soft mattress. It's primal and selfish, and the closest to using you Ino could ever get, each day of loneliness and pent-up tension written in the frantic and sloppy rhythm of his hips. It could have been too much for your body, so spent after an intense orgasm, but he doesn't last long, soon whining and moaning, and finally coming, with fingers digging into your thighs and head falling into the crook of your neck.

He's thrusting into you, at the end only rocking gently against you, until he has no cum and power left in him. He lets your legs slide by his sides and sprawls himself on top of you, heavy, sweaty, so hot against your barely pulled-up shirt and his jeans lowered just below his hips.

"Holy shit, I needed that." There's a trace of smile in Ino's voice—and even in his groan when he fails to pull out of you and has to collapse on you again.

With a pleased, agreeing hum you wrap arms around him and giggle when he finds some steam in him to nibble on your neck. The room is filled with your breathing, mixed musk of your bodies, and the barely audible but steady buzz of the electronics. Now, when nestled cozy with his body close to yours and his lips affectionately tasting your skin, the worry and tension that got in between the two of you feel so irrational that you want to laugh. How could you possibly feel so out of place when you had Ino by your side all this time? The rhythm of his heart and smell of his cologne alone have you feeling at home, safe, cozy and loved.

"How much time do we have left?" Ino fishes his phone from the back pocket, furrows his brows, displeased, when he glances over the screen. "Hey. Do you think we can make it with one more round, shower and a lunch in less than an hour?"

"Do you still have power left after that?" You giggle when he wriggles to find a comfortable position, tickling you while doing so. "You're crazy."

"Nah." He sinks teeth into your shoulder, playfully, but hard enough to leave a little mark. "I'm not just crazy. I'm crazy for you."

thank you so much for reading ❤ i'll be really happy, if you reblog it and/or leave some feedback! you can read more of my jjk fics here.

tag list: @lale-txt @honey-deku @ohnococo

[tatakaebomb]

Toxic

ꕥ Pairing : Hanma Shuji x Reader

ꕥ Synopsis : just posessive bf hanma and a bratty reader who likes to fuel the fire.

ꕥ Word count : 1.6k

ꕥ A/N : I wrote this for @arlertslove 's red flag collab :) and yes, every time i write Hanma he has to be a red flag, its canon atp.

ꕥ CW : smut, 18 +, alot of praise, faux sympathy, rough, creampie, impact play, use of slut once ( but like, his slut yk ), choking, spanking, teasing, edging, fingering, jealousy, talk of cheating, use of sir once, humping (?), fingers in mouth, size kink if you squint, hanma being lowkey highkey crazy, toxic ass relationship, he has a massive dick bc i said so / i think thats all LMAO

" Shu, did you just go through my phone again ?" You crossed your arms as you watched him exhale the smoke from his lungs before choosing to simply not reply.

" Hanma " You leaned down, getting closer to him making him finally snap.

" Why are you texting Kazutora for ? " He spit out making you sigh dramatically before taking a seat on the ledge of the bed.

Ah shit, here we go again.

" Why is that bothering you ? Scared i'll fuck him ? " You say with a smirk as you moved to lay down beside him on the bed.

" Why do you say that like you would ? " He perks an eyebrow up, putting his own phone down on the nightstand.

" Maybe i would " You chuckle making him let out a dry and sarcastic "ha ha".

" But if i said that about that one girl you hate all hell would break loose, right ? " He asks and you shift in bed, turning your body away from him, your face pointing towards the wall.

" I'm not doing this tonight, if you wanna fuck her - go fuck her i don't care "You roll your eyes, turning off the night light by the bed.

" Right, okay - " He sits up from bed and turns on the light, opening the wooden wardrobe door.

" What the fuck are you doin ? " You say annoyed, covering your eyes while squinting at the bright light.

" Dressing up, what does it look like ? " He grabs a T shirt and a pair of jeans and throws them on the foot on the bed.

" Shu, stop fucking around " You express in a serious tone making him smile to himself, sliding his t shirt off and throwing it towards you.

" I'm not though, i'll be back by the morning don't worry "

You knew he was messing with you by his expressions giving it away, he couldn't hold eye contact with you without nearly bursting into laughter.

" Oh shit, okay, can i call 'Tora up then? " You grin tossing the shirt back up at him and watching him shrug.

" Shit, i don't see why not " Hanma slides his PJ pants off and you go to pick up your phone before unlocking it.

You actually go through with it, tapping on Kazutora's contact and putting it on speaker, letting the dial ring a few times watching Hanma's expression go from his usual playful gaze to dead serious, placing a hand on his hip as he watches you to see if you're bluffing.

Unluckily for him, he managed to tick you off hard enough that you're willing to play along to his little game and you weren't going to be the one losing.

You grin and scan his half naked figure, feeling your heart start to beat faster once you hear the beeping come to an end, Kazutora's tired sleepy voice calling your name over the phone.

In a split of a second Hanma dashed across the room, climbing in bed on top of you and snatching your phone ending the call, his golden eyes looking dull as he throws it on the bed before pinning both of your hands above your head making you laugh.

You feel your whole body sink into the mattress, the tight grip interrupting your laughter which turns into a whimper, feeling the weight of his tall body on top of yours.

" You really had the nerve, hah" Hanma shakes his head, his face mere inches away from yours. At this point, you felt your breathing turn heavier, your eyes searching for his.

" Shu, i was just playing - come on " You let out a whisper, lifting your head up to try and place a kiss on his lips but tilts his head to the right with a scoff.

" Baby... i'll block him "

You watch his frown turn to a mischievous smirk as he buries his head in the crook of your neck making a shaky gasp escape from your lips.

" Don't block him - i don't need that " He mumbled into your skin before biting down, leaving marks down your neck.

" You're mine anyway "

He loosens his grip on your wrists, one of his hands travelling down to your silk shorts slipping them off you in one swift movement before he lets out a chuckle, sensing that you weren't wearing any underwear. His long fingers immediately beginning to work between your folds making you let out a moan, your eyes glued to his.

" And if i ever catch you with anyone else... " His playful tone was back but you realised it wouldn't he for long, two of his fingers sliding into you at once and curling against your spot. Your lips part into a gasl as you try to clench your thighs together, your eyes shutting in pleasure.

" I'll kill you both, understood ? " His other hand grabs your chin forcing your attention back on him, his thumb pushing past your lips to part them.

You give him a small nod, your lips parting into a soft moan which turns into a gasp once a slap lands on your face, not hard enough to hurt you but hard enough to know you did wrong just nodding.

" I said " Hanma pushes two fingers past your lips, touching the back of your throat making you gag.

" Understood ? "

" Yes - sir " You choke out , your body sinking further into the matress feeling yourself grow hotter, his fingers continuing to stretch you out slowly.

He smiles, leaning down to place a soft kiss on your lips before pulling away, sliding his fingers out leaving you whimpering, craving more.

" Good girl " He praises you as he grabs on your hips and rolls over, positioning you on top of him as his back rests against the headboard. Landing a harsh slap on your ass, you curse out while rutting your hips against his.

You immediately go to tug down on his boxers when he slaps your hand away chuckling.

" You don't deserve that " Hanma hums, a smirk creeping up on his face as he guides your hips down on him, grinding you against his clothed hard cock.

He watches you struggle to keep quiet, biting on your lower lip as he leans forward to whisper in your ear.

" That's all your getting baby " He softly says, grabbing and slapping on the skin of your ass with every movement you make, your head tilting back hearing the low groans he lets out every time you move your hips downwards.

You let out a loud moan at the friction as you move faster, your lips whispering his name as you grip his shoulders to balance yourself, trying your hardest to chase your high.

" Shu, please " It comes out as a broken whisper, desperately trying to move faster but as hard as you tried, it wouldn't push you past the edge.

" Mm, poor thing - is that not enough for you ? " He mocks you, latching onto the skin on your neck, nipping and biting on the already red skin.

All you could muster to do was let out pathetic cries, slowly down your movements as you feel your stomach twisting and turning, the teasing getting overwhelming.

His eyes meet yours again when you stop, a small laugh coming from his lips as he tilts his head to the side, pouting sarcastically.

" What does my slut need ? " Hanma asks, his tone filled with faux sympathy as he lets his body sink further into the bed, gazing up at you innocently.

"I-I need to feel you" You look down and put a hand on your lower stomach,

" ...in here " You pleaded with him, watching his pupils dilate and his expression fully change.

The next thing you knew, he pulled down his boxers and lowered you onto him quickly, a shaky breath leaving your lips as you kept eye contact the whole time, whispering small out of breath 'thank you's as you began bouncing up and down, feeling yourself fall deeper in the intense sensation of pleasure.

All Hanma could do is watch you take him, digging his fingers into the soft skin of your thighs urging you on with loud groans and small praises, seeing his cock dissapear inside of you every time you lowered yourself down again.

You begin to play with your tits, rolling your nipples between your fingers while looking down seductively, completely lost in chasing your high.

" Fuck, you drive me crazy " He mutters out of breath and you snap your head forward, pressing your lips against his hungrily, your tongues tangling with eachother as you let loud moans out into his mouth, feeling his cock kiss the tip of your cervix with every snap of your hips on his.

"Shit, i'm gonna-" You feel your body tense up, your legs shaking underneath you while you grip on Hanmas shoulders harder, digging your nails into his skin, your vision getting blurry while you mumble againt his lips.

You cry out his name loudly, slowly down your movement as you feel your whole body shake as you reach your high, your head falling onto his shoulder as he meets your tired thrusts hectically, helping you ride out your orgasm.

" You took me so well " He breathes out, kissing your shoulder before biting down softly, holding back moans as he spills himself inside of you without warning.

Your tired body collapses on top of his, not being able to do anything but try to catch your breath for a few minutes as he traces shapes on your back with his finger gently with a soft smile.

" Shu " You mumble into his chest with your eyes closed.

" Hm ? "

" Is this toxic ? "

Hanma chuckles, softly running a hand through your hair,

" Nah, we're good "

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𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒－𝑆𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑆𝑖𝑚 😵‍💫 {𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡 4}

~𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜~

*𝓦𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓫𝓸𝔂𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭'𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭*

✩✩𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴：ⓌⒶⓇⓃⒾⓃⒼ

<<𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥, 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟

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✩𝑆𝑢��𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦： 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟𝐟, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞. 𝐀𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞? 𝐎𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐮𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠?

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꧁𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢...

❀𝑨𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑯𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏, 𝑱𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝑯𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒔. 𝑯𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓, 𝑯𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑯𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏...𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒕, 𝑯𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒘 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒉𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒘 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝑱𝒂𝒌𝒆, 𝑯𝒆𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏 𝒖𝒑𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒆𝒙-𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑱𝒂𝒌𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕.

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It was the day before your plane came, so Jake was just pulling the last few things together. Accompanying him, as usual, was his best friend, Heeseung. Heesueng blankly walked alongside Jake in the busy mall. He was lost in his thoughts again, thinking about what this situation would be like if you were with him. Holding your hand and interlacing your fingers. Or pulling your body close to his by wrapping his arm around your waist. Even placing random kisses on your hands, lips, and face.

“Hey,” a voice abruptly pulled him out of his fantasy. “I want to get something sexy for Y/N. Is that a good idea or a bad idea?” Jake asked. “It depends on what you’re thinking.” Heeseung casually replied. “Nothing too extreme. Just some basic lingerie and maybe some scented stuff for her to wear.” “Well then, that shouldn’t be too bad.” “Okay.” Jake said before quickly turning in the direction of a nearby lingerie shop. “Woah, wait! We’re not gonna go in there…are we?” Heesueng hesitated. “Of course we are. I told you I wanna get something for Y/N. You don’t have to come in if you don’t want to.” Jake’s reply lingered in Heesueng’s mind for a bit before he decided to join his friend in the ladies’ store.

It wasn’t that he was embarrassed to go in. It was mostly the fact that they were going in for you. Heesueng couldn’t help but to fantasize about the way you’d look in some of these pieces. He had seen you in a bikini before. Even though you were a few years younger than you are now, he had a pretty good idea of how you would look. You had the perfect body. He could even remember the time he kissed you while cupping your tit in his hand. He loved everything about you. Especially the way you were about trying new things. You never had sex before, but you had both touched each other and even went as far as oral.

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Thinking about the way you moaned from the touch of his lips and the pressure from his fingers was getting him excited in more ways than one. “Fuck..” he muttered to himself as he looked down at the growing tent in his pants. “Jake…I’m gonna step out for a bit. My brother is calling.” Heeseung lied before going off to a single stall bathroom not too far from there. He was hard as a brick. The only way he could get rid of this quick enough was to get off. He started to tug at his throbbing cock, squeezing it tightly as he pumped it with his fist. What made things worse was the fact that he couldn’t seem to get the image of you sucking his dick off of his mind. He was getting ready to cum when he heard a knock at the door. “Hey, Heeseung. You’ll never guess who I ran into.” Jake’s voice reminded Heesueng of what he was doing…jerking off to the thought of his best friend’s girlfriend. “Y/N was at the mall shopping for some of the same things I had already planned to buy her. Crazy right?” *Fuck..* he thought to himself.

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Heeseung rushed to pull up his pants before washing his hands and leaving the restroom. Of course, as he expected, you had your arms wrapped around Jake with a big ass grin on your face. You two were giggling about something when Jake planted a soft peck on your cheek. Heeseung really hated seeing you with Jake, and he always felt guilty because of it. He should be happy for his friend. Jake finally had a good girlfriend, and he was in a healthy relationship.

“Hey, Hee! I’m gonna go get Y/N a milkshake. Do you want anything?” Jake asked. “Umm, no. Thanks though.” Heeseung replied. “Oh…what did your brother want?” Jake asked before walking off. “Nothing. He was just bored.” He lied. But there was no way in hell that Heeseung would tell Jake what he was really doing. “Ok, well text me if you change your mind.” Jake headed over to the food court, leaving you behind with Heeseung.

“What’s up?” You asked. “What do you mean?” Heeseung responded, slightly nervous that you may have caught on to how he was truly feeling. “I’m just asking.” You giggled, oblivious to the fact that he was hiding something. “Oh. Well, you know me…I’d rather be at home gaming or something. The mall isn’t really somewhere I go for fun.” He replied. “Oh really? What about the arcade and the movie theater? Two things you love. Plus food…sounds exactly like a place you’d go for fun.” You cheekily replied. “Hehe, well, I guess you’re right about that.” Heeseung chuckled.

Out of habit, you rested your head on Heeseung’s arm. Though you had no ill intent to this action, he was feeling a different way about this. *Why’d she have to lay on me like that? Usually it’s fine, but the way I feel about her is driving me crazy. I wish she’d just dump him and make it easy for me. Hmm…but they’re so happy together. I don’t see them breaking up anytime soon.* he thought to himself. Heeseung took advantage of this moment and wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him. He wished that this moment would last for life. Just the way your body fell perfectly in line with his, mixed with the scent of your perfume, sent a rush of butterflies in his stomach. However, his joy ride was cut short by the speedy return of Jake.

“Hey, beautiful. I got your milkshake with extra whipped cream.” Jake said, holding up a large foam cup. You quickly hopped up to grab the cup from Jake. “Ah ah ah…” Jake said, holding the cup above his head. “What’s the magic word?” He teased. “Pleeease.” You whined, reaching desperately for the milkshake. “And~” he continued, lifting the shake higher as you tried to use his body to prop yourself up. “Thank you!” You giggled. “Hold on. I want some first.” Jake giggled back. “You should’ve bought your own then.” You said with a playful smirk. “You’re right. This is mine now. You can go buy your own.” He grinned. The two of you played back and forth a bit more before you finally sat down to enjoy your shake.

Since you drove yourself here, you couldn’t go home with Jake, so you left after about an hour and a half. Fortunately, throughout that time, Jake was able to get the things he wanted for you. The only item that remains a surprise for you is the lingerie, because he had purchased it before you saw him.

You took the extra time in the day to pack up the remaining items you needed for your little getaway with Jake. Afterwards you went to bed early because you had to be up at 2am. Your flight left at 4am and you definitely did not want to miss it.

Jake asked Heeseung to crash at his place so that he could drive you both to the airport. Being the good friend that he is, Heeseung agreed to it and made sure to wake Jake up ahead of time. Around 2:30, Jake and Heeseung pulled up and helped you with your luggage, which really wasn’t much. Just a suitcase and a duffel bag. “Are you guys hungry?” Heeseung asked. “Yes.” Jake quickly replied, rubbing his stomach. “The only place that is open this late is the CinnaBon near the airport.” He replied with a chuckle. “That’s perfect. I’d eat almost anything right now,” Jake continued. “Well, it’s either that or McDonald’s,” Heeseung replied. “Ehh, I kinda want something hot and sweet.” Jake said.

Heeseung ordered a classic roll and vanilla cold brews for the three of you before walking you parking at the airport. He helped you gather your luggage and placed it on a cart. The look on his face was either extreme sleepiness or sadness. You couldn’t really tell, but you hugged him anyway. “You look like you need this.” You whispered in his ear. He squeezed you tight before pulling your head into his chest. “Y/N!! Come on. We’re already late.” Jake shouted from afar. “Okay, Heeseung. I gotta go now. See ya.” You smiled before catching up with Jake.

It wasn’t long before you and Jake boarded the plane. You were headed to Australia to meet his family. He had told his mother and father about you over the phone and they were excited to meet you.

After what felt like an entire day on a plane, you finally arrived in Australia. Jake had reservations at a beautiful luxury resort. Since neither of you had a car, you took an Uber from the airport to the resort. Jake hauled all of your luggage up to the 5th room on the 10th floor. The room was gorgeous. A large kitchen area, with everything you’d need to cook or bake anything. The living room was equally as equipped as the kitchen for all sorts of activities. There was also a set of huge glass windows that covered the entire wall, accompanied by a sliding door that extended to a patio with a scenic view. All of this was nice, but what really took your breath away was the bedroom. It gave off the feeling of going on a honeymoon. The canopy bed was massive and adorned with red and white pillows and blankets. The bathroom had both a large jacuzzi and a walk-in glass shower. This place was so beautiful. You honestly didn’t want to go anywhere else—aside from meeting his parents, of course.

“What do you think?” Jake asked with a smile on his face. “It’s beautiful, Jake. I’m really surprised.” You replied. “Perfect! Well, it’s kinda late now. How about we get some rest and we can talk more in the morning?” Jake said after putting the suitcases in the closet.

You were kinda in the mood for some coffee, but you hadn’t unpacked everything you needed to make some. “Hey, Jake. Do you know if I can get coffee here? I packed some instant stuff, but I don’t have it yet.” You asked. “Yeah. There’s actually a little cafe on the 3rd floor along with a few other places.” Jake said before coming out of the room. “Here’s my card. You can buy whatever you want.” He continued, handing you his debit card. “Woah…this isn’t necessary. I should have enough to buy a cup of coffee.” You said, rejecting his offer. “I know, but you might see something else you want. Look…I took you out here to enjoy yourself. So go ahead and buy something yummy. You can even get me something.” He was obviously not taking no for an answer, so you gave in and accepted the card. “Thanks, Jake.” You said with a soft smile. “You don’t have to thank me. I love you.” He said as he placed a kiss on your cheek. “I love you too.” You said before leaving him behind to finish unpacking. As you walked to the elevator, you heard a notification ping from your phone.

“Take ur time, be safe, and most importantly DONT LEAVE THE RESORT. Lmk when ur on ur way back ok. 💖❤️ ily,”

It was just a text from Jake. He didn’t have to warn you about not leaving the resort, but it was sweet to know that he cares enough to send a message like this. You were so happy to be in Australia with Jake. He has been the best boyfriend ever, and now you were finally meeting his parents.

After purchasing two coffees and some food from the restaurant, you texted Jake, letting him know that you were on your way back to the room. He didn’t text back, so you assumed he was still busy unpacking. You entered the room, walked over to the couch, and began scrolling through your phone when the smell of lavender caught your attention. *Where’s that smell coming from?* you thought to yourself before noticing the sound of water running in the bathroom. “Jake?” You said, wondering what he was doing. There was no response. So, you got up to go see what Jake was up to. Upon opening the large double door that concealed your shared bedroom, you noticed two folded stacks of satin clothes. “Jake?” You called out one more time before turning to see the bathroom door that was cracked open. “I’m in here, babe.” You heard Jake respond from the bathroom. You opened the door to see the jacuzzi filled with bubbles. Multiple candles dimly lit the room. “What’s all this for?” You asked. “It’s for you. Unless you want me to join,” Jake replied, turning off the water. How was the same guy tired just a few seconds ago and is now trying to turn you on by subtly inviting himself to bathe with you? This boy is full of surprises. “It would be rude of me to enjoy this wonderful bath without the person who prepared it.” You smirked.

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Jake walked over to close the door behind you before pressing your body against it. He started by kissing your lips. You could feel the intensity as he bit and tugged on your lips. But what really got you going was when he moved down to your neck. He pulled your oversized shirt over your head, exposing your bra. While kissing your neck, he groped your tit in his hand. Squeezing it a few times before sliding the straps down your shoulders, revealing your bare tits, which he sucked, leaving 2-3 marks on each of them. But Jake was craving more than just your breasts. He quickly moved down to pull down your shorts before moving you over to the bathroom counter. He lifted your body to place you on top of the cool countertop. You could feel his hard dick graze your pussy when he picked you up. He switched between kissing your lips and neck as he groped your ass. Out of instinct, you wrapped your legs around him. This drove him crazy and you could tell by the way he started to move. It wasn’t long before the two of you began grinding through your panties. He had already taken off his shirt, and was now only wearing boxers. His breathing changed as he was reaching his climax. You had already came once, but you were about to cum again. You were a shaking, moaning mess. But instead of the two of you cumming together, Jake knelt down to lick your dripping pussy. “You taste so good, baby.” He whispered before stroking his tongue up and down on your clit. “Cum one more time for me, baby.” He said before spitting on your pussy and inserting his finger. First, he used one, but you were so wet that he was able to stretch you and put two inside. You were already whimpering from his touch, but when he started to suck your clit and finger you at the same time, you couldn’t hold back anymore. You came hard in Jake’s mouth. “You’re such a good girl. Now let’s go clean up the mess we made.” Jake said as he stood up. “But what about you?” You asked. You felt like Jake was getting shortchanged since he had made you cum twice and he hadn’t got off once. “Tonight is for you. We can worry about me next time.” he smiled before gently kissing your lips.

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The two of you climbed into the jacuzzi together. Fortunately, the water was still pretty warm. You had never been with Jake completely nude, but something about it felt very comforting. Maybe it was the way he wrapped his arms around you. Or maybe it was the soft, warm texture of his wet skin. Whatever it was, you liked it, and you never wanted it to end. You took turns washing each other off, which felt kinda sensual, but also relaxing. Almost immediately after getting out of the water, you fell asleep.

You were still a bit jet lagged, so it did not shock you when you woke up close to 11am. But what did surprise you was that Jake wasn’t in bed anymore. You went to the bathroom to freshen up before going to look for him. But you couldn’t stop thinking about last night. It was amazing. The way that Jake pleased you was unlike anything you ever expected him to do. Unfortunately, you weren’t able to eat the food you bought, but Jake let you know he would put it in the fridge and you could share it for dinner tomorrow.

You left the room to find Jake in the kitchen cooking up some french toast. “Good morning.” You said, hugging Jake from behind. “Good morning, beautiful.” He replied. “That smells amazing, Jake. Do you want some help?” You asked. “No, that’s alright. Unless you really want to do something, then you can wash the fruit.” He said, pointing toward a bowl of mixed berries. You picked up the bowl and began washing the fruit in the sink. You were still wearing the satin cami dress he gave you last night. Ironically, it was lavender colored with white lace trimming the bust and lower hem of the dress. Jake, on the other hand, had changed out of his matching set and was now wearing a pair of black sweatpants and a baggy logo shirt.

After preparing the tasty breakfast, you and Jake sat down to eat. “This is really good. I didn’t know you could cook.” You mumbled with a mouth full of the fluffy, sweet, and flavorful bread. “Thanks. This is actually a recipe from my mom. I learned the few cooking skills I have from her. Every now and then, I still call for tutorials.” He smiled. “Oh, oh oh. Hold on! I forgot something.” Jake said, jumping out of his seat and running to the fridge. You just giggled in response to his puppy like behavior. “Whipped cream!” He exclaimed. “Can’t forget about this. Just tell me when to stop, okay?” He shook the can and began piping a mountain of whipped cream on your french toast. “I like a LOT. So if you want more, just let me know.” He said before spraying an even bigger mountain of cream on his breakfast. Your favorite part about Jake was that he somehow had the perfect balance of being cute and sexy. “We can go shopping later on. They have an awesome strip mall out here. I think you’ll love it.” Jake said as he ate his fruit with the sweet cream. “Or we can do that tomorrow and chill today. We might need the extra rest. We’ll be here for a week anyway.” He continued. You agreed with Jake: chill today, mall tomorrow. This jet lag was no joke. You two ended up taking falling asleep together while watching random cartoons.

You fell asleep laying on his lap, but when you woke up, he was gone. There was a handwritten note on the glass coffee table beside you. “You looked so cute sleeping, babe, but my mom called and said it was an emergency. I might not be back until later. If you want anything, just order room service or let me know if there’s something else you want. Don’t wait up for me. I want you to get all of your rest. I love you. And I can’t wait to see you when I get back. P.S. don’t leave the resort without me. I just want you to be safe.” There were also so hearts squiggled on the note. *Here he goes being cute again* you thought to yourself.

You were still a little tired, so you layed back down. It wasn’t long before you pulled out your phone to see 6 missed calls and 8 missed video calls from Heeseung. *Woah, what could be that important that he called me so many times? * you thought to yourself. Worried, you called your friend to see what he needed. The phone rang a few times before you got the dial tone. You tried again, still no answer. Before you called for the third time, Heeseung called you. You immediately answered. You could hear the loud sounds of trains and a busy highway over the phone when you answered. “Heeseung, are you okay?” You asked. “I love you, Y/N. I love you so much it fucking hurts. It hurts to see you with Jake. I lied when I told you I only liked you as a friend in the cafe. I love you and I can’t keep seeing you with him. I know you’re happy, but I wish you were happy with me.” Heeseung’s words shocked you. You were undeniably happy with Jake, but the feelings you had for Heeseung were different. It was deeper with Heeseung. You thought you were finished with this love triangle, but apparently not. “Why the hell did you lie to me? You said you were being honest, and I believed you. Jake is your best friend and my boyfriend. How can you feel that way and not say anything? You could’ve at least told me.” You replied. Your emotions were all over the place now, all thanks to Heeseung. Why was he trying to ruin a perfectly good relationship when he was given the opportunity to be with you months ago? “I didn’t want to hurt your feelings. I didn’t want to lose my best friend. I didn’t want to be rejected…that’s why I came all the way out here. For you,” he answered. “Wait…where are you?” “Brisbane…same as you. Can you meet me outside by the entrance gate?” *What the hell! How did he know where you were?* you thought to yourself. You could tell something was off about him and now you knew exactly what it was.

You left the room and headed to the front gate. You were still wearing your satin cami, but now with one of Jake’s hoodies over it. “Heeseung?” You called out. “I’m over here.” Heeseung said from a car. “I didn’t steal this. It’s a rental.” He said as you approached the window. “Why did you call me out here?” “Can you just get in the car, please?” You climbed into the car and he immediately sped off. “Heeseung, slow down!” You yelled as he maneuvered on the highway like a racetrack. He ignored you and continued driving the same way before driving off the road to a secluded area. “What the fuck is wrong with you? We could’ve died by the way you were driving. You could’ve gotten a ticket…hello? Aren’t you gonna say something?” Heeseung remained quiet for a moment. “I just needed to get you alone.” He said before turning to face you. “Why?” “So I could do this,” Heeseung said before pulling your face in to kiss you.

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When he kissed you, you knew it was wrong, but it felt so right. The way Heeseung kissed you always seemed to make you melt right into his hands. Heeseung’s hands were bigger than Jake’s, so your face was almost completely encapsulated in his palm. At first you tried to push him off, but he grabbed both of your hands in his, stopping you from pushing away. You relaxed as he inserted his tongue into your mouth. His breathing was a clear indicator that he was desperate for your touch. He pulled back to spit on his fingers before inserting them into your throbbing pussy. “I love how you’re so wet for me.” His desperation must’ve been contagious because now you wanted him more than anything. After you came all over his fingers, he told you to open your mouth. He then put his wet fingers in your mouth and told you to suck it off. Heesueng unzipped his jeans and pulled out his hard, twitching cock. Knowing exactly what he wanted, you leaned over the seat to suck his dick. “Mmm fuck, baby. Keep sucking me just like that.” He moaned as you bobbed your head up and down. “Your lips feel so good.” You could feel that he was near cumming as he had grabbed you by the hair and started pumping himself into your mouth. He had gone so deep, he was practically in your throat at this point. “I love fucking your pretty little mouth. You’re so fucking perfect.” He continued before cumming in your mouth. Still wanting more, Heeseung leaned his seat back and told you to get on top. His cock was so thick, you could feel it stretching you open more. You couldn’t help but moan from pain and pleasure. He eased it into you gently before he started to pound you against the steering wheel. “You like that? You like when I fuck you like this?” Heeseung said as he continued fucking you hard and fast. You were moaning so much that you could barely speak, so you just nodded your head. He then started to go long, hard, full-length strokes. You were shaking by now from the overstimulation. You could tell that Heeseung was getting close to cumming because he started to get rougher. He squeezed your hips tightly and slammed your throbbing cunt up and down on his dick. “I’m gonna make you mine,” He said before pumping his hot, wet load deep inside your pussy. Heesueng had fucked you hard and raw, and now you were dripping with his cum.

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Just as you had finished adjusting your clothes, Jake called you. You answered as quick as you could, but you dropped your phone between the seats. But when you sat up, you were back on the couch. Laying down exactly where you were when you first woke up. *I can’t believe I just had a wet dream about Heeseung. What’s wrong with me?* you thought to yourself. “Looks who’s awake.” You heard Jake say from the kitchen. He was standing there with…HEESEUNG!! This cannot be happening right now. You quickly walked to the restroom. How were you supposed to go out there and act normal after having a dream like that? You had to think of something, or else you’d look suspicious. You left the bathroom and immediately walked over to hug Jake. He smiled and gave you a quick kiss on the lips. “If you’re wondering what Heeseung is doing out here, it’s because my mom invited him over. She needed some help at the house preparing for us, so she called him. Pretty sweet right?” Jake chuckled unknowingly answering all of your questions. “Oi Heeseung! Do you wanna go play soccer tomorrow?” Jake said with a big smile on his face. “Yea sure.” Heeseung replied. “Okay, but that’ll be after me and Y/N go to the mall.” “Alright, sounds good.”

Jake informed you that Heeseung would stay at his parent's house, but that was the least of your concerns. You had to know for sure if Heeseung really was just interested in you as a friend or as much more. That may have been a dream, but Heeseung has been acting strange lately and you wanted to know why.

Taglist: @cherrriesss @furious-eagle

Sorry this chapter ended up being longer than I anticipated :/

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hello and welcome to my blog 💌 i'm easing myself back into writeblr and hope to meet some new people and continue to vibe as i always have on here. this is not my main blog, so while i may follow you, it won't be from this account. i don't follow or engage with minors; all my work is adult and queernorm unless otherwise indicated.

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a little bit about me: catherine ~ she/her ~ capricorn ~ pan & poly ~ 28 ~ 18+ only ➡  about page ⬅ ​

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i've been around here sporadically since 2018 and always tend to come home; i like prompts and ask games and tags and fun things. i write love stories in sci-fi and fantasy settings, and i'm working towards traditional publishing always. currently i'm querying my adult fantasy standalone, The Great Glavenisean Theater (The Night Circus x House of Leaves). i enjoy writing nsfw content, lush scene setting, and detailed emotional headspaces.

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the great glavenisean theater 🎭 {wip intro} {general tag} spec fic/fantasy standalone. a tailor goes to the big city and gets swept up by a phantasmagorical theater with an interdimensional portal in the stage, gets a crush on a cute guy working the rigging, and maybe starts to lose his mind as shit gets Weird™️

in the deep of the trees 🍃 {wip intro} {general tag} high fantasy, romantic subplot, standalone. (bi4bi otp). a social-climber uses subterfuge, blackmail, and murder to achieve his ambitions, and the court eccentric that he's in love with gets weirder and weirder when a new discovery is brought back by an exploration team.

star white 🌟 {wip intro} {general tag} romantic space fantasy, standalone. (gay otp) one man searches for the love of his life after he's been abducted by sentient dark matter, and spends millions of years travelling through space with a semi-organic AI ship.

solene's verse 🌊 epic fantasy, duology. (t4t otp) a young self-taught wizard makes a ton of bad decisions, as a group of ragtag youths from the cesspit of the world try to rescue the elder brother of one of their own from a tower of cultists.

the revenant (working title) dark fantasy, duology(???? who knows). a one-woman-war-machine who cannot die fights alongside her childhood best friend and lover and their loyal band of vagabonds to bring down the corrupt royalty desecrating their kingdom

the wasteland (working title) weird spec fic/dark fantasy, novella. a lousy hot-tempered fire elemental and a shitty light necromancer embark on the world's worst walking roadtrip to a castle on the wasteland falling away at their feet.

[odyssey solomon's wip - mad max fury road x the road x the locked tomb, post-apocalyptic fantasy. father and son against the world plus a weird shapeshifting bitch]

[gentle poly cathedral wip - romantic fantasy, novella. gargoyles and psalms and stained glass, my beloveds]

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BUTTerfly Tattoo —M.L

》in which you get a butterfly tattoo on your ass as a surprise for Mark since he loves your butt so much.

Warning: definitely suggestive,humorous (at least I tried), alot of dialog, alot of talk abt your ass (body worship ig????), mentions of being high, choking, fingering, and pain?? (I mean mark slaps your ass A L O T)

A/N: LISTENNN so I had found that picture on pinterest just cruising around and I was listening to music then mark just popped into my head so I HAD to make something up about it with that picture reference shown above.

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"You think he's gonna like it?" You asked your closest friend, Haechan who you could depend on for any opinion.

"Fuck yeah, Mark Lee is a perv...and so am I because I'm pitching a tent just looking at it." Haechan said.

You pulled your jeans up, "Okay gross, anyways I'm a little nervous because it's not like a small little cute one it takes up half my ass."

" He's gonna love it! It's pretty colors too, and it goes nice with your skin complexion. Your ass is fucking beautiful y/n, you'll be fine!" Haechan waves you off trotting in your kitchen to get another snack.

"Lemme facetime Jaehyun, he's like a pro Ass man." You said.

A few rings and your met with Jaehyun face shoving some food in his mouth, "Wassup Twin."

"Hiii Twin, okay jae I need your opinion on something. And it has something to do with my ass" You say. Jaehyun gave you a suspicious look raising one eyebrow pausing to eat his food.

"I'm all ears??" He suspiciously said.

"Okay are you with anyone?" You questioned him.

"Yeah I'm with jungwoo, are you with mark?" Jaehyun answered.

"No, Haechan."

"Are you trying to get me caught up in a affair scandal?" Jaehyun nonchalantly said.

"No! Just listen! so, I got two butterflies tattooed on my ass and I wanna know what you think and if mark will like it." You explained quickly.

"Show."

Simply with that command, you showed the small portion of your ass to Jaehyun.

"Oh shit, that's fire you should definitely get it." Jaehyun says.

"Yeah I did, right here." You said with an obvious tone.

"WAIT THAT'S REAL?!" Jaehyun widen his eyes getting closer to the camera.

"Yep!"

"I said I got it tattooed."

You giggled at the slight glitch in his voice from the bad internet wherever he's at.

"Sorry, I'm high right now- but that looks dope, it fits your booty so nice I don't know how to explain it." Jaehyun complimented.

"Can I see?" Jungwoo chimes in.

Jaehyun asked you again if he could see, you nodded and Jungwoo took a look.

"DAMN! That's really nice."

Jaehyun agreed with Jungwoo, "Mark might have a heart attack seeing it, he's gonna love the fact that you have butterflies on your ass. He's a perv."

"I SAID THE SAME!" Haechan also chimed in putting his hands in the air.

"I don't know if I'm liking yall calling my man a pervert even though it's true but that's besides the point." You chuckled.

"Listen as an ass man, I would love for my chick to have a sick ass tattoo on her butt so like when I fuck her from behind I can see not only her beautiful ass but also beautiful art." Jaehyun elaborated.

"I swear you guys never know when something is TMI" you said.

"I'm just saying"

Jaehyun sipped on his drink, and with that you said your farewells to him and jungwoo before ending the call.

"So now do you believe me?" Haechan raised his eyebrows with folded arms.

"I guess so."

"Now can we go to the mall like you promised? I'm starving." Haechan rubbed his belly.

You nodded grabbing your keys, Haechan jumped off the couch following you like a excited puppy.

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You came back to your house with haechan following suite with all your bags in his hand, he struggled getting inside the house.

"Uh.. a little help?!" Haechan cried out, you opened the door up more letting him inside.

You saw Mark and Johnny standing in the kitchen looking at Haechan struggle with the heavy bags in his hands.

You placed your small purse on the counter, also watching the poor boy struggle.

"Here let me help you." Johnny suggested, he picked up 2 bags placing them on the counter as well.

Haechan could finally lift them up on the kitchen island.

" Hi love, You must've had fun today." Mark scanned you up and down admiring you before pulling you in for a kiss, resting his hand on your hip.

"I did, I very much did. You know how it goes, Haechan kinda lost in a game of rock paper scissors." You said, Mark replying with a soft 'ahh'.

"Never EVER have me keep your girl company while you are gone, NEVER EVER." Haechan huffed and puffed aggressively trying to catch his breath.

"They weren't even that-"

"Don't." Haechan put a finger infront of Johnny's face.

"You got alot of stuff baby." Mark rubs the dip in your back.

" It's not even that much, plushies, some clothes, lingerie, other accessories, hair products some are mine some are yours." You said.

You knew that smirk anywhere, Mark knew what time it was once you named Lingerie.

"Don't you have like alot of lingerie already?" Mark questioned.

"Not when you keep ripping them up." You say grabbing the hair products out the bags.

Mark only shyly laughed before slapping your butt, the pain from the tattoo and the slap only reminded you what you had to do today.

"Ahem! We are still present!" Johnny excused.

At this point all of you and Mark's friends knew about the tattoo except Mark.

"Now that I've caught my breath, I want to leave." Haechan announced.

Johnny was ready to go as well, "Oh I didn't bring my car here because I thought it would be a good idea to walk and burn some calories, so you're driving me home."

He explained to haechan as he grabbed his phone from the counter.

"I guess I'm just everyone's slave around here." Haechan said.

"Guess you are." Mark gave him a sheepish look tilting his head.

Haechan gave him the middle finger before exiting the house, "Night lil bro" Johnny closed their front door.

After a little silence, Mark's attention suddenly shifted towards you, beginning to feel nervous you poured yourself a glass of wine.

"So about these lingerie, you gonna try them on for me?" Mark questioned peeking through the bags.

"I mean, if it makes you happy." You smirked drinking your wine.

Mark looked at you trying to read your expression, he felt as if you're hiding something from him with that slightly mischievous grin on your face.

"What's wrong baby? Is there something on your mind?" Mark gripped your waist kissing down your neck.

"I have a surprise for you." You said.

"Hmm? A surprise?" Mark continued to place kisses on your neck and collar bone.

"Yeah take a guess, even though I know you Won't ever get it." You say with full confidence.

"You got new toys?"

"Nope"

"You have a costume in there?"

"Nah"

"You got nipple piercings?"

"No, but not a bad idea.."

"Oh my god..." Mark finally let's go of your neck, looking down at your stomach.

"Oh my god you're PREGNANT?!" Mark nearly squealed in excitement.

"What? No!" You said.

"Oh..." Mark pouted rubbing the back of his neck.

"Good to know if I was you'd be excited, anyways I'm gonna reveal it to you. Follow me" You said.

You led mark to the bedroom, Mark slapped your butt again.

"Mark stop it's a little sore."

"Still? It's been 2 weeks since then, I couldn't possibly have smacked it that hard"

"You're more heavy handed than you think you are." You simply replied, you lead him inside the bedroom.

He started lurking around to see if the present was perhaps in here, you ordered him to sit down and he did so at once.

"Did you get a whip?" Mark guessed for the several time.

"No, I'll be right back."

You went into the bathroom with a new pair of lingerie, you slipped the set on. It was a pastel blue color with lacey material.

"It's totally a costume, babe you literally could've said I was right the first time."

You walked out the bathroom then you hid yourself behind the bedroom door frame, " are you ready?"

Mark replied with a simple yes and you stepped out with a exaggerated pose, Mark definitely was excited but not all that surprised considering you've worn many lingerie around him.

"Oh shit babe, you look so sexy" Mark said, he walked up to you snaking his hand on your waist squeezing the love handles.

"This isn't really the surprise though," You reminded you kissed his lips gingerly, "I'll give you a hint it's on my body."

"You got a clit piercing?" Mark questioned.

"No! What is with you and piercings? Is it like a kink?" You asked.

"I don't know it sounds like something impulsive you would do." Mark shrugged, you only smirked.

Mark grabbed your ass again, he maneuvers his way behind you and then you grinned even wider. His idea was to start teasing you but his eyes were glued to your ass once he saw it.

Your tattoo.

"Dude..." Mark paused his entire world stopped to look at it, "an ass tattoo.."

You looked at him over your shoulder biting down on your lip with a grin, "Do you like—"

"AN ASS TATTOO?! SHIT THIS IS GORGEOUS!" Mark exclaimed, he kneaded your butt in his hands just staring at the art.

The smile on his face was like a kid in the toy store, this may have made him fall even more in love with you.

"I got it a day ago, I had asked everyone if you think you'll like it. I was nervous about it, I already liked it." You explained.

"You like it, I fucking love it!! This is actually so hot of you," Mark paused for a minute, "wait..does that mean haechan saw your ass?"

"Uh yeah? Jaehyun saw, johnny, jungwoo, Yuta, Jaemin, and Jeno y'know all the ass guys." You clarified.

"Get on the bed." You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion, you surely hoped that you didn't just make him jealous.

"Please I- I need to see it clearer, get on the bed, lay on your belly." Mark pleaded, you found his frantic state adorable as you silently obeyed.

Crawling onto the bed, laying flat on your stomach as Mark instructed, he sat on the bed sitting next to you. He started to grope your butt for the umpteenth time, he gave it a few smacks. Mark seeing the recoil everytime he hit it only made him hypnotized.

"Fuck princess, your ass is just so beautiful even more with this gorgeous tattoo. This was one of your best decisions ever." Mark gushed.

"I'm glad you like it Markie." You smiled at him watching his every move.

"Yo, I might just be obsessed."

─────

You were draped over his lap whimpering for him, your ass was beyond sore and you were soaked.

Mark gave you no mercy, smacking your ass repeatedly and teasing your folds. He held your head up with his hand around your neck, he entered two fingers inside you slowly he fucked you painfully slow.

"You're so wet from me abusing your ass, you like when I slap it like this?" Mark's hand collides with your booty again even harder than the last 20-ish slaps, he soothed the pain with generous rubs and grips.

He had let go of your neck and started to focus on your pussy, he had a cheek in one hand and had two fingers pleasuring you with the other.

You're afraid he's not going to keep his hands off of you for awhile because of this tattoo.

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[ilovepotatoesandtomatoes]

𝕭𝖑𝖚𝖊 𝕷𝖔𝖈𝖐 𝕸𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖚𝖕 : ̗̀➛ @darthvada

I pair you with... *drumroll*

*ੈ✩‧₊˚𝓑𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓪 𝓜𝓮𝓰𝓾𝓻𝓾!!!ੈ✩‧₊˚

Song to describe your relationship:

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ Heart Attack (츄) by Chuu ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

ꕥ Bachira strikes me as the type of person who likes talking but also enjoys listening so he's the best of both worlds!

ꕥ His mother is a painter aka a very creative women and I see that quality reflected in Bachira. He might not plan the best dates but they sure are creative-

ꕥ Part of your type was a kind person who was willing to open up. Bachira has no problem expressing his emotions and as we see in the anime treats everyone kindly (unless given a reason not to)

ꕥ He loves and I mean LOVES when you attend his games. It makes him so happy that the person he loves is watching him and that's when he starts to do extra fancy stuff to impress you lol

ꕥ Goes to all, ALL of your performances. ALL! And if he can't make it then he gets really sad. (showing him a recording of the performance or sing for him and he'll feel better lol)

ꕥ You love music! He also loves music! He dragged you to a karaoke (w/ consent) he wanted to sing with you. You were singing your favorite song sounding like an * 🎀 𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩 🎀 *and Bachira was over on the side "singing" like 👹 👺😀 All that matters is that you guys had a lot of fun :D

ꕥ Because Bachira was essentially bullied as a kid, he's probably conscience of what he says and how it makes people feel. In the heat of the moment he may say something that sounds rude without malicious intent and he will pause for a moment and immediately apologize. He's very open minded so if you think something you do is weird, don't. He's probably weirder :)

ꕥ If someone oversteps a boundary and says something borderline rude he can peacefully hint at them not to be a bitc- I mean to be a kinder person 🥰

ꕥ See someone who bullied you in public? They try to say something other than an apology? He scared them away. You won't have to deal with them anymore. Would throw hands. You have to hold his hand or smth so he doesn't commit a felony.

ꕥ You're in theater so I'm assuming that you like musicals. I think Bachira knows a little bit of popular songs from Ride the Cyclone, probably watched Hamilton with his mom. Other than that he doesn't know a lot. He would love to learn more if you're willing to teach him and if you have a favorite musical he buys tickets for your anniversary!

ꕥ Your school doing a Romeo and Juliet? Asks if you want to be Juliet so that he can be Romeo. Or same thing with a different play.

ꕥ First time he went to see you perform he may or may not have brought a giant poster with your name on it and held it up when you were on stage. You may or may not have had to tell him not to bring signs anymore because he was blocking the audience's view.

ꕥ You like playing games? Bachira is a fortnight kid (this is cannon no one can change my mind-) even if he didn't play fortnight he learned the dances. Was obsessed with soccer so didn't play many as a kid but will learn how to play all of your favorite ones with you. Will stay up all night playing video games or board games just for you. <3 You guys build a house in Minecraft together. And he sets it on fire. It gets destroyed. Bye bye house 😔

"Bachira what did you do how did this happen?!"

"Hehehehehehehe...he...he...honestly idk."

Something like that would probably happen.

ꕥ If you and Bachira do a self care night together that would be so cute <3 If you guys do face masks with the cucumbers he eats all of the cucumbers and takes off the face mask too early 💀 If you have long hair or hair long enough to be braided he braids your hair. Does it look like a braid? No absolutely not but it's cute sooooo

ꕥ He enjoys receiving hugs from you and if he sees you in the hallways (or anywhere really) he'll run up to you and basically tackle you. If you're someone who is not a big fan of physical affection then you'll have to tell him because this man wants to hold your hand 24/7

ꕥ Definitely tried to teach you a little bit of soccer. He doesn't care if you're good or not he just wants to share the things he loves with the people he loves.

ꕥ He confessed first. He was nervous that you would reject him because he got bullied for being weird as a kid. Asked you teach him like two cords on the piano and he "sang a song about his feelings" to you on the piano. With two cords. Yippee!

ꕥ Wants to play among us with you to troll random people by saying they're sus and voting them out.

ꕥ He likes cuddles and enjoys listening to you sing

ꕥ Introduced you to his friends but don't pay too much attention to them or he will get jealous (I don't know how to word it without it sounding cringe 💀) Was really excited for you guys to meet each other especially his bff Isagi 🫶 You said you liked making friends Bachira does too. You guys can become like a social butterfly couple and meet a ton of new people. You said you get anxious too and Bachira is an easy going person so dw he will always be there to help.

ꕥ This bundle of sunshine is happy as long as your happy and loves listening to things you're passionate about

ꕥ Gave you a bunch of random nicknames based off of your name, things you like, things you remind him of, etc

ꕥ Your relationship is like the golden standard for couples because your and Bachira's energies complement each other so well

Note: First request yippee! I had a lot of fun writing this and at first it took me a moment to pair you with someone but then I thought about and it came to me *snap* ☆Bachira☆

If I got any information from your request wrong or you want something changed lmk and I'll fix it ASAP. Have a nice day!

[sukunoon]

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[xaracosmia]

ꕥ — WELCOME TO NEFE COSMIA, KANON HISUI. 🌓

ꕥ  — OOC INFORMATION;

name / alias: artemis age: 25 pronouns: they / she ooc contact: smearedcanvases @ twt / forgedsplendor @ tumblr other characters in xc: suguru getou

ꕥ  — IC INFORMATION;

name: kanon hisui age: 18 pronouns: she / her series: ranger reject canon point: chapter 137 ( latest chapter as of writing ) app triggers: familial death, violence, imagery of / references to throat injury

personality:

kanon hisui is an animal.

kanon hisui is a feral, furious, violent animal.

what else can she be? who else can she be? her ordinary life was shattered a long, long time ago— taken alongside her innocence. she is like a kitten taken from its mother, in the midst of her weaning, tossed into the streets and forced to survive.

the fire in her heart is all that's kept her warm. the instincts in her bones is all that's kept her alive. she is an animal, guided by these two alone, and she growls and she bites at the hand that comes near.

she hates. oh, she hates. she writhes and she bites and she sinks her teeth into the flesh of her enemies. there is no logic to it. it is the pure, white-hot, bloody revenge of a cornered animal— one whose learned the face of the one who's taken everything from her and she will do all she can, blood rushing through her ears and vision blinded by red and white, to defy and hurt.

she was born to fight.

something your muse struggles with: hisui, under everything... is just a broken young girl. she's cocooned herself under so many layers it's practically impossible to find that person now, though.

your muse’s greatest strength: she loves her family. all the ones she's had: from her biological family that she lost at eight, the green battalion she lost years ago, to the new one she's found with chidori, angel, and fighter d.

history / background:

kanon hisui was only eight years old when her world was shattered.

even she is more than familiar with the irony of her own existence. there is no difference between her and any other girl her age; she was simply dealt an unlucky hand, and as punishment she was broken— like a twig snapped in two, splinters flying everywhere, now only ever capable of hurt.

and so she joined the rangers. and at ten years old, she became the youngest to ever graduate from bailong's nest.

it was always going to be the green batallion. she was always going to hunt down every single one of the executives and tear out their throats. yet even in their hunt she'd found her new pack— her new family. chidori. wakaba. tokiwa...

( she should've known. she always should've known. )

history repeats itself. another executive. another family, snatched from her hands. and kanon is left, all alone, to...

well. it is what it is.

she knows the hand she was dealt with. she simply forgot her place.

she puts on her mouth guard and continues to fight.

( ... )

( ... the little footsoldier. angel usukubo. )

( ... fine, sure. she'll take them in, too. )

powers / abilities: none. she's just a human! inherent abilities: none. stronger and more agile than the average human due to training, but nothing supernaturally exceptional. items / weapons: MOUTH GUARD. a divine tool replica. divine tools are weapons created by the human army a year into the war with the invaders; hisui's mouth guard is one of twenty-five replicas, and with its incantation to , ukemochi no kami, can basically "consume" incoming strong attacks. ... literally. chidori "burps" after comsuming one and kanon says "gochisousama" herself. on that note they can get "full" if there are too many strong attacks; kanon mentions being unable to take another bite after one.

starting ability: n/a starting item: mouth guard

would you like this character to be housed upon arrival?: yes!

extra: 

yeah she's from the power rangers anime... i know...

okay i actually have no idea what her age could be. because her family died from invaders when she was eight... which you would assume happened in the first year of the war, but that was thirteen years ago, making her twenty-one. but it also isn't entirely impossible for it to have happened sometime after that first year, as we know executives have killed plenty of people in between... there's also the fact that she also wears a school uniform and her dynamic with d and chidori is very younger sister. but its not like we know their ages either and chidori is absoltuely 30+ so her also being early 20s isn't unreasonable. BUT WHO KNOWS. so i'm going for 18 until we get confirmed ages.

discord id: ukemochinokami

[inlovewithpandora]

ꕥ — Found Someone Better / The End Of An Era

Artists — Jake x Neytiri x fem!avatar!reader

Genre — Chapter One

Lyrics — The beautiful relationship you use to have with your mates in the beginning has become loveless. Their horrible treatment toward you drove you into making the hardest decision of your life: running away.

Music Advisory — Pre-Atwow, Angst, hurt w/o comfort, sprinkles of fluff (with Lo’ak), ooc Jake, ooc Neytiri, dying marriage (that ends in implied divorce/breakup) implied/light scenes of domestic violence, implied emotional/physical abuse, mentions of manhandling, controlling!Jake, mean!Jake, mean!Neytiri, implied neglect, Kids are aged-down: Tuk - 1 / Lo’ak, Kiri, and Spider - 7 /Neteyam - 8

Some of the topics above are considered triggering to some. If you don’t agree with any of the content above or it makes you uncomfortable please dni! You’re responsible for your own consumption!

Duration — 4.3k

Index — ‘itan - son / yawntutsyìp - darling / mawey - calm

Words From Artist — The first chapter of the series is finally here! I’m so excited to start this series because this idea has been brewing for a while! This story will take you on an emotional roller coaster so grab some tissues, get ready to be upset at certain situations, smile at the happy moments, and smirk during the spicy scenes! I hope y’all enjoy and always feel free to comment and reblog, I love reading y’all reactions! With that being said let the story begin!!

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As you sit in front of the cooking fire, stirring the pot of food you’re serving for lunch, you look up and see Neytiri sitting on Jake’s lap as they work on weaving a blanket together. Their laughs echo through the room and you can see them stealing kisses from each other every few minutes which makes you roll your eyes in annoyance. You haven’t always felt this way about your mates, your heart wasn't always filled with hate from how affectionate they are towards each other, but over the years this is what your relationship has gradually become: them being in their own world while you sit on the sidelines feeling alone.

In the beginning of your relationship, you felt love from them, probably Neytiri more than Jake, but nonetheless it was present. When you made the decision to become their mate, you left the comfort of the lab and fully emerged yourself into the Na’vi lifestyle and that included the soul transfer to permanently become one with your Avatar body. You loved being a scientist, but you loved being with your spouses more, so you put that aspect of your life on hold to explore a deeper relationship with them.

You knew they had an established relationship prior to you coming into the picture, and you were fine with that because they were always loving and kind towards you, but now they’re too consumed with each other to show you any sort of affection. When you first started noticing Jake and Neytiri not wanting to wanting to intimate with you, you assumed it was because they were stressed or tired from their duties as Olo’eyktan and Tsakarem, plus having to take care of four entergetic children. However, one day while you were walking in the forest, collecting fruits to prepare as a side dish for lunch, you witnessed Jake and Neytiri having sex in a clearing of grass, his hands gripped tightly around her waist as he thrusted into her from behind as moans of pleasure spilled from Neytiri’s lips.

Watching your mates indulge in acts of sexual pleasure without you made you feel a tinge of pain that was indescribable. Knowing that your partners, the people who were supposed to love you the most, no longer saw you as sexually appetizing and felt the need to sneak around made your stomach turn into knots. Deep down you always felt like you should say something, tell them that you caught them during their private rendezvous, but you decided to keep quiet because you didn’t want a conflict to arise and make your living situation worse than it currently is.

No matter how hard you thought about it and replayed all the memories in your head about different stages of your relationship, you could never figure out when or why their love for you faded. Sometimes you would think about separating from them and moving on with your life, but you tolerated their behavior because of your children, not wanting them to grow up in a broken home.

While grinding a few herbs to season your food with, you hear the sound of small feet running in the marui, making a small creep on your face, already knowing who it could be. “Mama!” Lo’ak shouts in excitement while he runs up to you and wraps his arms around your neck, happy to see you after a long day.

“Hi, baby, how was your day?” You ask as you plant a kiss on his cheek, wanting to hear everything about his day so far. Lo’ak was your biological son, you gave birth to him a year after Neytiri had Neteyam. Lo’ak is your pride and joy, when you gave birth to him you felt like he was your physical heart on display. Knowing that this little boy came from your womb made you want to be the best mother to him, so that’s what you’ve done ever since he took his first breath.

When Lo’ak opens his mouth, ready to give you a spiel about his day, Jake’s voice begins to bounce off the walls of the marui, already deciding to start a sense of chaos. “Lo’ak! Stop talking and go do your chores around the house!”

“But I was-”

“Now, boy! Don’t talk back to me!” Lo’ak’s ear flattens against his head and the light of excitement in his eyes dims. When he was on the way home, he was compiling so many stories together in his head, so many things happened and he couldn’t wait to tell you every second of it, so when his father denies him the chance, it makes him deeply upset.

You don’t like seeing Lo’ak like this, a downcast expression and sad eyes, so you decide to pull him closer to you so you could tell him something that you know for sure would lift his spirits. “Don’t be sad, ‘itan. When you finish, me and you will go out and I’ll take you to your favorite pond to play in.” You could tell he’s back in his happy boyish mood when his frown turns into a smile and his head pops up from him staring at the ground. “Okay!” He replies in the quietest tone possible before running off to his chores so you both can go on your adventure.

When you watch him disappear to another part of the marui, Kiri and Neteyam greet you with a hug and a few kisses, telling you how much they missed you and how they were ready to come home. Once they finish talking to you they start playing in the center of the room which makes your eyebrow raise in a confused manner, wondering why their father hasn’t sent them to complete their current duties around the house like their younger brother. “Jake, why aren’t they doing anything?”

“‘Cause they don’t need to, they’re fine.” His harsh tone doesn’t phase you, he’s used it one too many times before, so you're used to it by now. Jake has always treated Lo’ak differently than the rest of the children, no matter how much Lo’ak tried to get his father to interact with him, he would always decline. He showed his other children more love and affection, taking them out to play and carving them wooden toys, but for Lo’ak, he didn’t do any of those things and sometimes not even your other mate. It never made sense to you why he or Neytiri treat Lo’ak that way, he’s such a sweet and innocent boy and he doesn’t deserve that type of treatment. Since they’re emotionally negligent, you always make it your mission to pour love and affection into Lo’ak’s life to fill in the areas they lack.

Instead of telling Jake how you feel about his way of handling things, you just sit back and bite your tongue, not wanting to start an argument with the kids in the room. All you could do is shake your head at his cold demeanor and how Neytiri is just sitting there like what just happened is okay. When Jake turns his attention from you and looks back toward Neytiri, you can see his facial expression soften; he looks more calm with Neytiri, he acts as if she’s his only mate, the only love of his life and that’s what makes you want to scream and cry at the same time. Just seeing them interact with each other makes you wonder how the hell your once loving relationship turned into this.

—

Jake and Neytiri took the older kids into the village so they could go to their young warrior training to learn and practice the basics about Na’vi life. Therefore, you’re currently home taking care of Tuk, watching her walk around the marui while babbling in her baby language that only she can understand. The sun starts to set and you see Tuk starting to get sleepy, little yawns coming from her mouth as her tiny hands rub her eyes. “Is my little one tired?” You ask as you scoop her up off the floor and cradle her in your arms. She responds to your question with a cute nod, looking up at you with her big golden eyes making your heart melt. You lay her gently down in her wooden crib before pulling her woven blanket over her and kissing her goodnight.

When you close the privacy curtain to the makeshift doorway, you see your family walking inside. Your eyes focus on how Jake has his hand wrapped around the back of Lo’ak’s neck, making you wonder what’s going on between them. When Jake roughly lets go of him, Lo’ak runs to you with tears in his eyes, making your protective instincts arise. “What’s wrong, ‘itan?” You bend down to his eyes level, wanting to figure out what was the cause of his tears. When you see a few drops of clear liquid trickle down his face, you take your thumb and wipe under his eyes. “Talk to me, yawntutsyìp. Tell me what’s bothering you.”

“Me and Ne-Neteyam were taking turns shooting the bow he made and when it was m-my turn, I broke it. It was an accident, but dad got mad and yelled at me.” As he tells you what happened, he sniffles in between every few words, his chest rises from trying to stifle his tears, and by looking at how his tail is tightly curled behind his body, you could tell what happened between him and his father frightened him.

You immediately pull him into your embrace, wrapping your arms around his body so you could soothe him, wanting to make him feel safe and comfortable. “Mawey, it’s okay, Lo’ak. I know you didn’t mean to break it and your father does too, he just… gets angry sometimes.” You rub his back, letting his head rest on your shoulder so he could relax. While continuing to calm Lo’ak down, you see Jake sitting at the wooden table working on something that’s related to his duties. Clearly he could see how upset Lo’ak was and he just sat there as if nothing was happening.

Watching Lo’ak come to you with tears in his eyes and viewing Jake treat Lo’ak roughly made an anger that’s been building up for years beg to be released. You’ve been wanting to give Jake a piece of your mind for a long time and tonight you’re finally pissed enough to make your feelings known. “Go in your room and wait for me. I’ll come in a little bit okay?” Lo’ak nods his head in response and before he turns to walk away, you kiss his forehead and let him know that you love him.

Seeing you send Lo’ak to bed made Neytiri follow suit, deciding to walk Neteyam and Kiri into their sleeping area, giving you the perfect opportunity to talk to your so called husband. “Jake, I need to talk to you.”

The man wasn’t in any mood to converse, especially when he’s in the middle of creating new trade strategies, so when he hears your statement he grumbles under his breath before deciding to respond, barely giving you a sliver of his attention. “What?”

“I’ve tried to stick this marriage out for as long as I can, but I can’t do it anymore. I want out of this, Jake.”

When the sentence falls into the air, Jake’s face scrunches up and his eyebrows raise. He doesn’t like a thing you just said, so when it finally registers in his mind, he abruptly stops what he was doing and walks over to you. “Leave? You’re not leaving this marriage, we are mated for life!” He growls, towering over your frame that was smaller compared to his. He wasn’t going to let you leave because if you left, the clan would look at him as insufficient, not being good enough to keep his mate and he wasn’t going to let you ruin his reputation.

“Why not? You and Neytiri don’t even show me any attention anymore, you both act as if I mean nothing! You do everything together and nothing with me and I’m not going to stay in a dead marriage!” You shout at him, causing Neytiri to come out and see what was going on. “And I don’t appreciate how you treat Lo’ak, I’m not going to keep letting you be mean and rude towards our child!”

“Mean?” He scoffs as if you offended him by your remark, his tail begins to thrash behind him as he bares his teeth. “You’re lucky I even got you pregnant! If I wasn’t drunk that night you wouldn’t even have him!” At this particular time in your marriage Jake had recently started falling out of love with you, the only way he could stomach having sex with you —when it was happening— was drinking a few cups of fermented fruit beforehand and on the night of conception there was a clan celebration so he indulged in hefty amounts of alcohol. “I didn’t even want a child with you, I just fucked up one night.” Jake doesn’t have any empathy for how his actions affected you, past or present. His face holds zero emotion and in his twisted mind, he doesn’t see anything wrong with his actions.

When his confession resonates, it finally clicks. The reason he treats Lo’ak like shit is because he didn’t even want him. Knowing that the man you loved didn’t want to create a child with you like you always thought he did makes your chest tighten with feelings of anger. Not only does that piss you off, but the fact that he happily gave Neytiri two children makes your head spin. “You bastard, I can’t fuckin’ believe you!” The volume of your voice raises as you place your hand on Jake’s chest, shoving him to try and release some of the raging aggression that was coursing through your body.

Before you can speak another word or angrily put your hands on Jake again, Neytiri stands in front of you, putting space between you and Jake. “Don’t touch him!” She hisses, now placing her hands on your chest, giving you a subtle threat. You’re taken aback at Neytiri being fierce toward you, not understanding why she’s upset with you and not with Jake. By her not reacting, it only means one thing: she knew about what he had done.

“Did you know Jake felt that way? Were both of you in fuckin’ cahoots or something?!” You hiss back at her and show your fangs, giving her the same energy she’s emitting. You can’t believe she would do something like this, you could see Jake doing something like this, but Neytiri being a co-conspirator makes everything hurt ten times worse.

While you’re spewing insults at Neytiri, Jake’s blood starts boiling. He has already been fed up with you, but now since you are going at Neytiri, he decides that he’s finally sick of you and your ‘dramatics’ as he calls them. He places himself in front of you and grabs your chin, pressing his fingers into your skin, tilting your head upward so you could look him in the eye. “I’m gonna say this one time and it’ll be my last. You are not leaving this marriage, you will stay in this house, and take care of your son.” His callous fingers are digging into your skin, making your skin crawl with fear, worried about what he might do next.

“And don’t you ever talk back to me, I’m your Olo’eyktan and you will show me some damn respect!” He speaks through gritted teeth, and his eyes fill with a mix of disgust and aggression. The more he talks, the more he squeezes your face, making your lips pucker out. “You got that?” You nod your head as much as you could, not wanting to be defiant because you’re scared he might hit you like he’s done in the past. When Jake lets his anger get the best of him or he comes home from drinking with the warriors, he would take his frustrations out on you, always leaving you with a bruise or two and sometimes worse depending on his mood.

When he’s satisfied with your response he roughly releases you, pushing you against the wall of the marui. He doesn’t say another word, he just walks to another part of the marui with Neytiri trailing behind him. When they walk out of your line of sight, you release a breath you didn’t know you were holding, followed by silent sobs. You don’t know how you got into this situation, trapped in a loveless relationship and feeling confined in the walls of your own home, but you were going to get yourself out of it by any means necessary.

As your warm tears continue to flow, creating liquid stains on your bra top, you hear the sound of a privacy curtain open. “Mama, Are you okay?” When Lo’ak’s voice rings through your ears, you hurriedly wipe your tears and force a happy expression on your face, not wanting him to see you in a saddened and distraught state.

You look up and see him peeking his head out the makeshift doorway which makes you chuckle at how cute he looks. “Yes, I’m fine, ‘itan. Come here.” You beckon and he comes walking toward you and sits on your lap. “How about I let you stay up a little longer tonight and I take you to play in the pond like I promised?” You ask while lightly poking his stomach, making Lo’ak erupt with giggles.

“Yayyy!” He stands up excitedly, grabbing your hand and pulling your arm so you can stand up. You stand up and you begin to walk with him to the nearby pond that’s a few feet away from the marui. Once you get close enough, Lo’ak unravels his hand from yours and runs into the pond at full speed, splashing around in the water as his eyes filled with amazement as the bioluminescent fish swim around his feet. Seeing the smile etched on his face helps you make one of the toughest decisions you’ve ever made. You know it will be difficult, but it needs to be done, before matters escalate into something you can’t control.

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After that night with Jake, you started being more submissive than usual, doing anything and everything Neytiri and Jake ask while you waited for the argument to blow over. It took lots of self control and restraint to bite your tongue and not say anything to them but you kept your eyes on the prize.

It’s now a few weeks later and they’ve completely forgotten about the whole argument, which means it’s the perfect time for you to take Lo’ak and leave the forest. You’re sitting in the center of the marui, finishing up a newly woven blanket for Tuk while allowing the paste to dry on the handcrafted necklaces you made for Neteyam, Kiri, and Spider. When you finish the last stitch you hold up the blanket, admiring how nice the pattern came out. While looking at the blanket your eyes wander to the child sized jewelry on the floor next to you, making a saddened sigh leave your lips at the thought of these physical items will be how each of them will remember you. These pieces you made are special, the last gift the four of them will receive from you before you leave. You want to say goodbye to them in person, but you know that if you see their sad faces and tear filled eyes, you won’t be able to leave. All of them see you as their mother and you treat them as if they’re your biological children because that’s how much they mean to you.

You gather the gifts and place them on the wooden table along with two letters, one for the kids and one for Jake and Neytiri. The letter for the children contains heartfelt messages, telling them how much you love them and how you know that one day Eywa will guide them to wherever you decide to make you and Lo’ak’s new home. The letter to your now ex-mates is the complete opposite. You tell them how you’re tired of being treated like you hold no value, like the scum of the planet. All the built up emotions you felt over the years: invalidated, ignored, forgotten, and every negative emotion they made you feel you poured into your writing, wanting them to know how much pain and suffering they’ve caused you. You ended the letter with telling them that they can now have a happy live together with just the two of them because you’re done with them.

Looking at each object on the table makes everything feel more real, you were finally breaking yourself free from the restraints of Jake and Neytiri. You’re scared you might not be making the right decision, scared that everything wouldn’t be greener on the other side if you leave. You don’t know where Lo’ak and you are going to live yet, but you’re planning on flying in whatever direction the wind takes you.

As you notice the sun hiding behind the horizon you start packing essentials for the journey along with different keepsakes to remind you of your time with the Omatikaya. You pack quickly, wanting to leave before Jake and Neytiri come back home with Neteyam, Kiri, and Tuk. “Lo’ come on! We have to go!” You explained to Lo’ak yesterday that you both are going to leave and at first, he was sad, he didn’t want to leave his siblings, grandmother, or Spider, but when you explained that it would be better for you both to leave, he was able to understand in the best way a seven-year old could.

When you hear movement, you assume it’s Lo’ak, so you turn around but your eyes land on Mo’at which makes you nervous. You know she’s already witnessed you packing your things, so you stand up, trying to come up with an excuse, but before you speak, she puts her hand up, stopping you from conjuring up a lie. “I already know.” A few days ago she was given a vision from Eywa that you were leaving and Mo’at was here to settle your mind and tell you where you should make your new home.

“Mo’at, I don’t want to leave but I have to. I can’t handle the mistreatment and suffering anymore and I don’t want that to trickle down to Lo’ak.” As you continue explaining the reason behind your decision Mo’at nods with soft eyes, understanding why you feel compelled to leave. There have been multiple instances where you came to Mo’at’s marui in the middle of the night, riddled with bruises and fresh tears running down your face from a heated argument that turned physical with Jake and Neytiri. She hates that you had to endure their cruel treatment when you’re nothing but a good mate to them, so she is glad that you are finally leaving, even though she would miss you and Lo’ak.

“I understand, ‘ite, I will help you leave if that is what you wish.” Mo’at places her hand on your shoulder, taking in your presence since she knows that this will be the last time she’ll see you for a long time.

“I don’t know where me and Lo’ak should go. I want to leave in a few hours before everyone comes home, but I don’t know where to go. Pandora is so vast and I want to go somewhere that would be far away.”

“I know the perfect place for you to go. The Metkayina are Reef Na’vi and live in the Eastern Seas. If you travel beyond the sea you will find them and they will allow you to seek uturu among them. The journey will be long so I will help you prepare.” Mo’at begins to help you pack as she goes into detail about the people you will meet, what you will see, and most of all what to expect when you and Lo’ak arrive at Awa'atlu.

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After saying your goodbyes to Mo’at, exchanging words and hugs filled with love, you and Lo’ak make your way to the large tree where your ikran resides. “Hello, Hufwe.” You smile softly as you pet the creature, letting it rub its head against your skin. Once your ikran calms itself, you begin to strap your belongings along its back. “We must leave the forest and go far away.” You make Tsaheylu, connecting your queues and letting your ikran feel your emotions, hoping by making the connection, it would feel your sense of urgency about leaving.

Hufwe’s wings began to gain momentum and flap slowly, preparing itself for the journey ahead. You pick Lo’ak up and place him on the ikran’s back before jumping up and sitting behind him. Once you and Lo’ak were in a comfortable position you wrap a blanket around your bodies so you don’t get cold while flying. “Let’s go, Hufwe.” You pat the side of her neck, urging her to spread her wings and fly off into the almost nightly sky. In a blink of an eye you realize that you were soaring high in the clouds, so high that you could see the Hallelujah mountains, the place you used to reside in with your mates.

As you watch the forest grow smaller and smaller you could feel tears begin to blur your vision. You hate to leave the forest, but you know that this move is what you need to keep you and your son safe from the evils of Jake and Neytiri. Knowing that you could start a new life, have a fresh start, and give Lo’ak a better quality of life are the most important things to you right now that it makes uprooting your life worth it. Now things can get better, since you’re free from Jake and Neytiri, and maybe you'll have the chance to find someone better.

Next — Chapter Two

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[dilemmaontwolegs]

Bucky Barnes Masterlist

|| Main Masterlist || A/N: all reader inserts are female unless otherwise stated. These are as inclusive as possible and only description that may be included is if reader has hair (mostly used in rough smut scenes). Banners by the wonderful @firefly-graphics KEY: ⁂ = smut † = death ⨮ =angst ꕥ = fluff ⧻ = 500+ notes

ONE SHOTS MASTERLIST HERE

Family First ꕥ || Parallel Story ꕥ || Prequel Blurb ꕥ  ➴ You and Bucky decided from the start you would be safer if no one knew about you or your child. The Fire Within ⁂ ⧻ || Prequel: Fire and Ice ➴ Enemies to lovers, angry sex Ships In The Night ꕥ || Part Two ꕥ⁂ || Empath/Telepath!reader ➴ You meet a man in the dreamscape and try to help him through his nightmares, the problem with dreams is you forget them when you wake Love ‘em and leave 'em ⁂ || Part Two ⁂ || Part Three ⁂ ➴ You use Bucky for a good time, no strings attached.  Back To You ⁂ ꕥ ⧻ || Part Two ➴ You and Bucky decide to give marriage another try Take You Away ꕥ ⧻ || Part Two ⨮ ➴ Bucky saves you from an abusive boyfriend.

Make It Better ⁂ ⧻ ➴ Thruple with Bucky and Steve after you get hurt. The Mad Hatter and Captain Underpants ⁂ ⧻ ➴ Halloween special Morning Sex ⁂ ⧻ ➴ A morning wake up of the best kind. Claws Out ꕥ || Part Two ⁂ || Part Three ⁂ ➴ You find two people you can trust with your life. Birthday Wishes ꕥ ➴ Your boyfriends spoil you on your special day (2) + 1 ⨮ ➴ A year after breaking up, you cross paths with your ex’s: Stucky More Than A Service ꕥ || mechanic au ➴ Life gets tough when you find yourself attracted two men equally

Two Minds, One Body - Bucky/Winter Your husband owes money to the wrong people and you are the collateral. ➴ Part One ⁂ ⧻ ➴ Deleted Scene ➴ ➴ Part Two ⁂ ➴ ➴ ➴ Part Three ⁂ ➴ ➴ ➴ ➴ Part Four ⁂

Lioness When your husband, Bucky, is kidnapped there is only one person you can rely on to save him - yourself. ➴ The Prequel ⁂ † ➴ ➴ Part One ⁂ †

Sweet Homecomings ꕥ ➴ You sweeten your grumpy husband when he comes home from being called away.

High Life ꕥ ➴ You help Bucky relax with the help of some weed

Cold Shoulder Steve asks you to be Bucky’s fake girlfriend for an event. ➴ Part One ➴ ➴ Part Two ➴ ➴ ➴ Part Three

Hidden Faces Trilogy You sneak into the party and capture the eyes of one bad boy billionaire ➴ Masquerade ꕥ ➴➴ Facade ⨮ ➴➴➴ Charade

Insecurities ⨮ ꕥ ⁂ ➴ Bucky helps you to see what he sees - how beautiful you really are

Obsidian Nights ꕥ ➴ You manage to change Bucky’s man-whoring ways

Toxicity ⨮ ➴ An abusive boss tries to change his ways after seeing the effect on you.

Unexpected Salvation ⨮ ꕥ ⁂ ➴ You escape an abusive fiancé with the help of his rival- Bucky Barnes

Homecoming ⁂ ꕥ ⨮ || ceo!Bucky ➴ Bucky is so busy with work he doesn’t see the toll it’s taking on you until it’s almost too late. Neighbourhood Watch ⁂ || Neighbour!Bucky ➴ Bucky overhears the cries of you pleasuring yourself and can't help checking up on his neighbour Lifesaver ꕥ || Bodyguard!Bucky ➴ Bucky is more than just your bodyguard he is your lifesaver in every sense of the word No Boundaries ꕥ || Best-friend!Bucky ➴ Bucky has no boundaries in your friendship Truth Hurts ⨮ || best-friend!Bucky ➴ Steve is not the man you thought he was and Bucky helps you to realise that. Ignescent ⁂ || demon!Bucky ➴ When Bucky entered your room you never expected to be attracted to the monster of the night. The Heart Song || greek gods/soulmate AU You are fated to a man that you hate. ➴ Part One ⨮ ꕥ ➴ ➴ Part Two ⨮ ꕥ Lost Boy ⨮ ꕥ ⁂ ⧻ || bodyguard!Bucky ➴ When Bucky returns after years away, you find your feeling are the only thing that didn’t change. Wake Up ꕥ || Dad!Bucky ➴ Bucky waking you up sweetly after being away from home The Cost of Kindness || Part Two || King!Bucky ➴ An innocent interaction leads you to a marriage you didn’t ask for. Body Heat || best friend! Bucky ➴ A holiday with your best friend Bucky leads to some sweet confessions Good Girl/Bad Girl ⁂ || rockstar!Bucky ➴ PWP - picking up a fem!groupie Mr Fix-It ꕥ || P.E teacher!Bucky ➴ Bucky goes out of his way to fix the broken things in your classroom

RETRIBUTION MC MASTERLIST || biker!Bucky

Breaking and Entering - complete ➴ You break into Bucky's house and steal more than just his dog tags

From Heartbreak To Happiness - complete ➴ Moving on from Steve seemed impossible until you meet Bucky

The Contingency Plan - complete ➴ A woc!reader in 1930's New York has to navigate life with a white man

The Surrogate - complete ➴ You are the surrogate for Natasha's baby but that doesn't mean you can't find love for yourself. Canon timeline and deaths.

Favourite Things - complete ➴ Dreamscape to reality, something calls you to Bucky and you just have to answer

Hands That Heal - complete ➴ You find someone strong enough to carry your baggage, and open jars.

Killing Time - incomplete ➴ AU - Bodyguard!Bucky, forbidden love, falling for the bosses daughter (you).

Letters After Dark - incomplete ➴ An archive of letters sent between you and Bucky when he enlists in the army.

Run These Streets || streetracer!Bucky - ongoing ➴ When tragedy nearly strikes Bucky, you can’t hold back you feelings any longer. He was always more than a friend.

{ Drabble #1 || Bucky Barnes } { Double Drabble #1 || Bucky Barnes } { Quindrabble #1 || Bucky Barnes } { Quindrabble #2 || Bucky Barnes } { Quindrabble #3 || Bucky Barnes }

[faiirybabie]

𖧷 Pick a card: kisses with your future spouse 𖧷

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1 ➪ 2 ➪ 3

☺︎ hello, angels! in this reading I'm gonna talk about how kisses with your fs would be like. take time to choose your pile and use your intuition.

☺︎ this is a general reading, if it doesn’t resonate just let it fly. Enjoy!

𝓟𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮 🕊

♡︎ hello, pile 1! kissing your future spouse would feel and taste so sweet, like sweet candy or a juicy, sweet fruit lol. you guys have your hands up each others hairs, you’re drowning in each other's body's. i’m seeing you guys kiss each other hurriedly before you go to work each morning aww. it’s like an energy booster for you, a booster to go through your day. seeing them makes you smile, i’m seeing your eyes light up whenever you see them. one word: passionate. you can feel the love, it’s hot, sweet, and so rich. kisses that will heal you, calm you in peace. little kisses in the forehead whenever you sigh out of exhaustion. you’re spouse literally looks at you with such eyes, ones where people say “aww look at how they look them.” damn you’re person observes you so well, surprises you, and comforts you in ways you’ll be surprised. you’re in a ride of an everlasting wonder of happiness. people will be able to see how in love you guys are with each other “match made in heaven” dude you’re kisses with them are like so in sync, like you guys read each other’s minds with how you move. this person will check-up on you, they’ll see right through you, hun, when you’re sad, tired, or just need somebody, they’ll be there. they see you as this ultimate beauty, the way you move makes them sway, you make them go to their knees damn. kisses, touches, feels like home with them. everything you need, whether you know or not is in this person. they make you feel alive. they give you this thunder of light, while still giving you the comfort of each sunrise.

♡ “thank you for loving me, when i don’t feel lovable.” the picture you’ve chosen aligns with what I said about how this person gives you light and comfort. they can sense when you’re feeling down. they make you feel like an empress throughout all of your beautiful phases in life. they pull this heart string of yours, that lights you up, the light in your heart and very soul. i’m seeing that this person will help you sleep well, i don’t know why this came up but if you’re having a hard time sleeping, this person will help you with that. they are your angel. they lit up this fire in you, they inspire you, your sun.

prominent placements/signs: taurus, virgo, fire placements, cancer, libra, capricorn, pisces, aries

other wordly - rich - passionate - “you taste so sweet” - candy hearts - observational - thor - red string of fate - south france - “she looks just like a dream, the prettiest girl i’ve ever seen..” - tv commercials - hunk - movie: valentine's days - "brooding eyes" - 199 - red ribbons - enemies to lovers - i knew you were trouble by taylor swift - trapeze - vicenzo - midnight snacks - pizzaria - ratatouille - roses - convertible - red - Italy - box of chocolates - fallen angels - song of achilles

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𝓟𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝔀𝓸 🧸

Knight of Coins, 9 of Cups, Queen of Coins, Ace of swords, 8 of cups, the wheel of fortune

♡ hii, pile 2! kisses with you’re spouse are “slow” “deliberate.” each move is well thought of, getting every last taste, each corner.  you’ll get butterflies in your stomach by the way they softly touch your skin during kisses. hot breath in between you two, not wanting to get away from each other. I'm seeing both of you even losing breath because of your kisses. giggling, whispers, and teases in between. you'll fill the room with full of laughter and love. aww this energy is soo cute. btw, you guys will have such a beautiful home. even if it’s simple, the energy and everything about it is perfect. you guys will be so abundant together. they’ll suck the life out of you lol, that’s how deep and passionate these kisses are. “your lips are so soft” this person will keep you up at night let me tell you that. the way they touch you will have this spark. you’ll feel this spark between you two. both of you will be up at night just admiring and recalling each detail about your day with them. each moment is transcribed unto your brain. may i say that you and you’re partner will be so mature, especially with handling arguments. i’m seeing you cook with each other, sneakingly feeding each other some of the extra ingredients lol while also sneaking some kisses here and there. kisses with them would make you want to live life and move on to greater things. you guys will be so successful and abundant, i’m seeing you having achievements in life with this person also. this is a fated connection. yours will be out of a fairytale. you’re in for something new each time you go in for a kiss. they open you up, make you go crazy with their love even lol. kisses with them would feel like something out of reality. surreal.

♡ cat in a washing machine. the picture you’ve chosen signifies the feelings during your kisses. the washing machine for me signifies the rollercoaster of emotions you’ll feel. your mind, heart, and soul is filled with butterflies. butterflies full of emotion. heat between you two, that’s how intense y’all are. you guys will be everywhere lol. you guys might start kissing in the living room but end up in the kitchen counter lol. hands all over each other. kisses are deep, full of passion, and wet. it might even be like an exercise lmao. but with the cat there, laying in comfort, yes you’ll be in spirals with how good the kisses are but you have this sense of security and comfort in this person. you know you can trust them. you have this ray of light within each other, a ray of comfort.

prominent placements/signs: fixed signs (taurus leo, scorpio, aquarius), mars, pluto, water placements, virgo, aries

yearning -  butterflies - come along with me from adventure time - snsd - makkari and druig - 1989 -  wind chimes - grapes - frankenstein - monster high - 13 - smitten - movie: flipped - dory -movie: ella enchanted - fruit loops -  thank you, next by ariana grande - ballerina - farmer’s market -  let’s get physical -  huggable - “mr. grinch”  - tim burton - smurfs - pottery - verity - golden - liquid luck

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𝓟𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓮𝓮 🩰

2 of Wands, 4 of Swords, 5 of Swords, 3 of Cups, Strength, 3 of Wands

♡ hello, my pile 3 <3 oh my gosh this so fkin cutee, so okay i’m seeing someone being quite hesitant especially at first. it’s like “to kiss or not to kiss?” even a “where to kiss?” lmaooo luv this energy already. you guys actually don’t need to be nervous about where to kiss or whether you should kiss this person or not because y’all like each other a lot. *the tension* literally found in romance novels lol. when you finally get to kiss each other, it will feel like rest. all your worries are away, you’re finally able to relax. i’m even seeing someone cup the other’s cheeks aww. you’ll be on top of the world when you guys kiss each other. sighs of relief, pure joy and happiness. you’ll feel your heart beating oml. your person would find sneaky and creative ways to get kisses, but they don’t really need to tbh cause you’ll just want to receive kisses from them. may i say “hot nerd” keeps on appearing lol. your girl is seeing a cute ass human with glasses, and they are CUTE. dude, i’m picturing the emotions inside your head like the ones from inside out, celebrating and being in awe every time you kiss lmao. this is so cute. it will be a party of wonderful emotions. i feel so giddy right now. your person might be a comic book or movie junkie because i’m getting a lot of references .a place of comfort, a place of home. that’s what being and kissing them will feel like. they give you so much confidence. your #1 hypeman. kisses of encouragement. ones that will get you through the day, ones that fight your fears. this person would put you first. will always be there for you. the word “life line” was shown to me earlier and damn, it makes sense now. this person will be your lifeline in times of need they are there. kisses with them gives you power and confidence. they make you feel so beautiful and appreciated, love <33. i’m seeing someone doing their work while the other is patiently waiting for some kisses, multitasking lmao. After a long day’s work, they’ll be there and honestly their kisses will feel like a reward. they’re a damn good kisser. dude, you guys will be so hot even when you guys get older. goals.

♡mochiron. so i searched for the meaning of mochiron on google and it said that mochiron means “of course” and it’s often used with a meaning of consent or permission. i think this explains why they were contemplating to kiss you, where to kiss you. they want you to be comfortable. putting you and your consent as a priority. they don’t want to mess this up. they are taking care of this relationship so much. taking care of it so carefully and adoringly. kisses with them will make you feel safe. “finally the one.” you guys will have conversations full of laughter and noises, yet you are still able to enjoy silences together, being able to understand each second with each other. kisses with them will make your heart feel so full. you are safe. you have found your person. i’m so excited for the both of you! <3

prominent placements/signs: mercury (gemini + virgo), sagittarius, leo, aries, libra, cancer, sun, capricorn

cars (movie) - new girl - phineas and ferb -  light bulb - “dork” - big bang theory - golden retriever - comic books - superman in disguise - mortal instruments - inside out - breakfast in bed - mean girls - life line - burberry - cold water by major lzer (ft. justin bieber) - pirates of the caribbean - do little - bae suzy - glasses - kdrama: while you were sleeping & suspicious partner - where have you been by rhianna - chess - glasses - “mi casa” - hiccup, how to train your dragon

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that's all for now, my✨ gorgeous, gorgeous readers✨ lol. best wishes, and thank you for reading!

- miss di ♧︎