#Always loved the scene where they run away from Stern

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save me from my nightmares ⛦ //

// ⛧ save me from myself

AKA: The first and the last time Ethan rescues Benny

[koishiro]

Hi! For your JJK fluff event, could I request dialogue prompt number 5 & number 15 for Megumi Fushiguro?

♡ - 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ — 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 : (dp 5) “apparently everyone has a bet going that we’ll get together” + (dp 15) “I’ve loved you for years”

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ — 𝐂/𝐖 : f!reader, third person at times, short lil thing

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐋 : sorry this took so long but this is probably my favourite concept lol like everything you listed!!

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Looking at one of jujutsu tech’s most powerful sorcerers, we often forget that he’s just a boy. Specifically, a young 15 year old who’s seen more in his life than any one of us will see in our lifetime.

Yet here he stands in the hallways of his school surrounded by the hushed whispers of his classmates bouncing from the corridors walls. It’s a regular occurrence, always revolving around some poor soul and often not having a clue either.

So it doesn’t exactly faze Megumi to hear the quick spread of whispers and passing of phone screens as their eyes dodge around the school’s hallways nor does he even notice.

But he couldn’t care less, not when the sight of you barrelling your way through the sea of faces knocking past idle students with your bag almost twice the size of your own body consumed his thoughts. The way you looked so pretty in the obligatory navy uniform, your hair pulled back by the usual Sanrio clips you insisted on always wearing and that pretty white smile you threw his way that always made his heart pick up.

His stern frown and eagle eyes weaken the tiniest bit, even his crossed arms loosen as he takes in the sight of his best friend, nearly cracking a small smile at your futile attempt of slowing to a stop - nearly knocking other students down with you.

“Megs!” Just his name slipping from your mouth caused his heart to pick up pace.

As soon as you made it within a few feet of him you practically dived into arms, Megumi already prepared with his arms held out after years of this almost daily “tradition”.

“I missed you!” Megumi could’ve sworn his face was red by the sheer burning sensation running through his cheeks when you tilted your head to look up at him, “I saw you not even two days ago?”

You almost shy away from the stare of Megumi. So much so nobody would think you’ve been friends for almost six years now. You send him the tiniest toothy smile, brushing a strand of hair from your face with a flick of your head not wanting to release your hold on him.

Megumi’s left cheek quirks up in a smile, nearly going unnoticed if it weren’t for the entanglement of limbs you both had wrapped around the other.

It seems cliche to explain it as them both being in their own world but they both interacted like they were. A bubble circled around them, an impenetrable one that only onlookers can look into.

Which is exactly where Nobara and Yuji found themselves, staring from the sidelines clearly unnoticed by the two, too immersed in the conversation - or teasing was more appropriate.

Y/n rests her chin on Megumi’s chest, looking up at him as he continues his teasing. She lifts a hand to brush the insistent stray hair from her cheek before he quickly snatches up to hold whilst he fiddles with the fabric of her uniform with the other.

He leans to mumble something to her, easily making y/n laugh light and bubbly, eyes crinkled at the corners. Then she turns, body pressed closer to his, lips to his ear to whisper something back. Megumi’s laugh comes out as a small rumble, his eyes a brighter viridescent.

“Do you think…?” Yuji’s voice cuts through the scene playing out in front of them, causing Nobara to flick her eyes back and forth from the pair to her friend.

The idea isn’t exactly far-fetched, it kind of made sense actually. The way Megumi was always stiff and cold until you bounce into the room and his posture would completely relax, or the way he holds his drink as far away from anyone as possible to avoid sharing the same straw and “cross contamination” as he put it but if you asked? He wouldn’t even blink twice.

Just simply the way you held each other in the halls was enough to start the clogs turning in everyone’s heads.

It’s not impossible right?

“How much you putting down?”

The quiet rushed whispers of the first and second years were being passed back and forth. The five students all huddled around the pink haired boy’s desk in back corner of the dimly lit classroom.

The energetic panda replied without hesitation, almost as if he had been waiting for that very question all day. “1,800 yen and a pack of kataage!" Everyone in the room stared at the towering figure of a six-foot seven panda bear with a near copy of a deadpan face.

“What are you guys doing?”

The black haired boy stood with his hands shoved deep in his pockets as he faced the other students with a confused expression adorning his face.

He was tall, with a shock of inky black hair falling haphazardly across his forehead, and pale skin that seemed luminescent against the darkness of his locks. His expression betrayed confusion but also determination as he stood before a sea of students; his hands stuffed deep into pockets creating an atmosphere suggesting social unease. Even so, there was comfort in the familiar pensive pose which only served to add further dimensions to the picture this young man presented - strength inside uncertainty.

The cracking of everyone’s necks could almost be heard in the silence of the room as they whip their heads towards the intrusive voice.

“Ah - Megumi, what are you doing here?” Yuji held a tight lipped smile, eyes wide in faux ease, trying to take attention away from the small pile of trinkets and yen splayed out on his desk only hidden by the backs of Maki and Toge.

“It’s a classroom? One we’ll be using in five minutes? You didn’t hear the bell?”

Megumi’s voice was laced with confusion with a hint of his usual sarcasm as he slugged his way towards his chair, the strap of his bag slowly slipping down his shoulder by the time he reached the old desk.

Reaching into his bag to retrieve his headphones to listen the voice message you sent not even two minutes ago he stopped midway slouched over his bag and slowly turned his head towards the multiple pair of eyes burning holes to the side of his head before they hurriedly averted their eyes elsewhere, finding the walls conveniently interesting.

It became a routine at this point. A low buzz began to float through the halls, a sea of whispers bubbled and eddied around him, their hushed voices buzzing in his ears like bees. At first it didn't bother Megumi much; he was used to the odd antics of his classmates but as time went on, the murmuring only got louder and more frequent until they followed him everywhere he went: an ever-present reminder of whatever strange thing people were saying about him behind his back.

The whispers seemed to follow him, during lunch as he sat opposite you while you rambled on about your day while the constant buzzing and passing of whispers caused his eyes to train around the cafeteria, or even as he leaned against your locker waiting for your class to finish only to feel the burning stares of passer-bys.

“What’s wrong?” Drawing his head back towards your voice Megumi noticed the worried look you held, “Hm? ‘m fine”

You however didn’t seem too convinced at your friend’s answer, “You sure? You seem a little spaced out?”

“Yeah jus’, have you noticed the weird stares we’re getting?” Megumi’s eyes flitted over the halls as he said this, suddenly conscious of the other bodies in the long corridor.

Megumi watched as you scrunched your eyebrows in thought and darted your own eyes across the stretch of land before they landed back on him.

“Aren’t they always like that?” You had a point, there was always something happening in Jujutsu High whether it be a bad breakup or a rumour of someone having a crush on another.

But Megumi unsurprisingly liked to fly under the radar, not caring for silly rumours and gossip or whatever they heard down the grapevine.

If he was honest Megumi never really noticed it before, always too absorbed in your own antics. Too focused on you.

Even now as he slugged his way towards the joint kitchen, thinking about the way you looked so cute earlier that day under the mountain of layered scarfs and jackets you had on, along with the small swipe of red across your nose brought on by the chilling temperatures outside.

Barely even passing over the threshold, he heard the familiar high pitched laugh of his best friend.

“There’s absolutely no way! I have this in the bag!” Peaking his head round the corner, he caught sight of the mop of pink hair shaking his head adamantly.

“You sure about that? Have you seen the way those two look at each other?” Nobara practically launched herself across the coffee table, slamming down the amount of yen she found suitable while the others watched on in silence.

“A week max!” He heard the overenthuastic ginger continue, he could already imagine her leaning back, arms crossed and a smug smile planted on her face.

Megumi felt a twitch at the back of his mind as he reached outwards with invisible force from within the shadows of safety and dipped his feet into this unfamiliar environment. He poked his head round the corner of the open arched doorway, quickly identifying the two figures surrounded by the second years.

Yuji shifted in his spot, seemingly unsure of Nobara’s confident words. “How do you know? It could take up to a month for all we know”

“You heard Nobara right? Just standing in the same room as those two is enough to make you feel like a third wheel” quickly followed Maki’s voice before placing her bet at the centre of the table where everyone collectively placed their own.

They were betting? On him? On you?

“How do you know they’re not already dating huh? I mean, we never actually asked right? And they seem pretty close” Panda’s words caused a beat of silence to travel around the group, quick glances and shared thoughts passed round like a game of Chinese whispers.

“Okay new bet, place your money down now if you think Megumi and Y/n are already smackin’!”

Megumi’s eyes practically popped out at this, quickly diving back into the cover of shadows where he attempted to calm down his racing heart by clutching onto his shirt with great strength.

They thought you were dating? Were you really that close to give the impression of being together?

The never ending thoughts seemed to plague Megumi’s mind for the next week, his body unconsciously aware of every passing move you made and his ears automatically tuned in to every breath you let escape.

Now acutely aware of the inescapable eyes from idle onlookers, Megumi seemed hyper-fixated on every detail and move you made. The way your eyes would double in size at the mere mention of your favourite show or the happy dance you never failed to do as soon as the tangy taste of orange slices he specifically cut for you hit your tongue or even the way that said orange burst in your mouth and dripped down the plush skin of your lips as if waiting for an unsuspecting ki-

“-gumi!” The sweet sound emanating from the girl he sat opposite to came as a shock to his system, not realising his mind slipped away as his attention focused in on the concerned expression you held.

“You’re doing it again” he almost wanted to laugh at the small pout you gave him, clearly not happy at having to stop midway from explaining your new weekly fixation to him.

“Sorry, ‘m just a lil’ distracted is all” he grumbled out in his usual less energetic voice. But this didn’t deter you, it would a lot more than that to brush you off, he should know after-all.

Titling your head to the side, a confused expression adorning your face, you didn’t even seem to think twice before asking, “distracted? Why, what’s wrong?”

Your questioning made the poor boy stumble, not quite sure what or how to answer without coming off like a fool, so he tried the subtle approach.

“You haven’t noticed the stares?” He barely mumbled out as he let his eyes wander the large open space of the cafeteria.

“I’ve never seen you so concerned before” gravitating his eyes back to you once more, he witnessed an emotion he never thought he’d see adorn your usual jovial face - hurt. “This is the second time you’re bringing this up, why does it matter if they’re staring, so what? What difference does it make?”

The usually unbothered Megumi wasn’t so unbothered after seeing your heart snap from behind the glass shield of your eyes.

Quickly leaning across the table to grab ahold of the end of your sleeve, he fidgeted with the soft material as he thought over his words, “I didn’t mean it like that - ‘m sorry. I just meant - if you heard about what people are saying is all”

This didn’t seem to comfort you much though, even with the unwavering grip of his fiddling with the ends of your cuffs. “What d’you mean? I haven’t heard anything?”

Usually it was you who came running to him with news on the latest ‘gossip’ yet it completely flew over your head this time, missing it by a long shot.

“Do you like me?”

Blinking once, then twice, you took a minute to register to what your best friend had just told you.

It took a minute of buffering to finally register what you were just told, “sorry?”

“apparently everyone has a bet going that we’ll get together” Megumi was now fiddling with his fingers, finding the fabric of his uniform conveniently interesting.

You now found yourself nervously fiddling with your fingers, eyes bouncing back and forth from your best friend to the walls of the cafeteria, “Well…I mean, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world, right?”

Now this, this caught Megumi off guard. Of course he thought about the idea, the possibility before but never did he think the opportunity would actually introduce itself.

The silence that followed caused your nervous smile to sink, forcing Megumi to splutter out anything that came to mind.

“N - no, that’s not what I meant! - I’d go out with you anytime!” Once again, silence followed suit - except this time both your eyes were blown wide, not too sure where to go from here.

Until a sudden muffled giggle broke the silence, bubbling from none other than you, “I’m sorry I shouldn’t laugh, but now Yuji owes me ¥2,000”

Bewildered, Megumi couldn’t fathom any words but his scrunched up eyebrows must’ve said enough going by your quick explanation.

“I couldn’t help but take part in the bet, it was too hard to resist, I had a feeling you liked me and thought this would be a good opportunity to do something about it” you chuckled out before leaning forward on your elbows, “I like you too by the way, and I’d go out with you anytime as well”

As soon as his confused expression came, it went - replaced by a small tug at the corner of his lips and followed by a fast approaching blush.

Letting a scoff escape, it was your turn to hold a confused look. Returning his attention back to you Megumi went on explain - a small smile slowly taking over, “it’s just crazy to think, I’ve loved you for god-knows how long - years maybe. And now you’re sitting in front of me and saying you like me . Do you know how long I’ve been waiting for this?”

At first, Megumi wanted to strangle Yuji with his own two hands, although now - thinking about it, he should really thank his friend for the outcome.

Not too far away, amongst the line of hungry peers queuing for their food was the less than enthusiastic teacher trailed by the ever so nosy white haired Sorcerer peaking over the younger’s shoulder at his students.

“I knew it! Didn’t I tell you Nanamin~ love is in the air!” Gojo’s eyes practically gleamed with hearts. His hands clasped together as the blond didn’t even spare a glance at the overly joyous Sorcerer.

“Are you aware of your age?”

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=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐋 : I just wanna say thank you to Biski for helping me through my major writers block!!! <3

— 𝘒𝘰𝘪 𝘹𝘰

[once-upon-an-imagine]

Hiiii✨

I saw that you wanted requests for stranger things, so could you possibly make something with Steve x reader where he kind of protects her or something like that🪷🌺 preferably in season 4 but it’s not a must, ok thank u bye

I LOVED THIS SO MUCH! I am so sorry it took me SO long and I mixed this with two other requests 😊 I hope that's okay Requests - Anonymous asked: Hi lovely! A request where the reader gets hurt trying to save Steve from something? I’m thinking something like the scene in ST4 where they fought the “bats”. Thank you 🥰 - mychemicalimagines asked: Hi! you asked for prompts and i’m here to deliver!! "The closest thing to love at first sight I've ever experienced happened when I first laid eyes on you." with Steve pleaseeee? thank you! Warnings: reader gets hurt (she's attacked by bats) Disclaimer: I don’t own Stranger Things 😊 gif isn’t mine 😁

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The Closest Thing

Everything happened too fast. In the blink of an eye. You had always wondered what death would feel like. Would it hurt? Would you even feel it? Would it feel like falling asleep? Would it be quick? It was definitely not quick. You could feel more bats coming towards you and start biting new, different spots on your body. And the only thing you could think about is, that this was the last time you ever saw Steve Harrington. 

You would never get to tell him how you felt. You would never get to be in his arms. You would never get lost again in his beautiful, chocolate brown, captivating eyes. You would never see his beautiful smile or hear him laugh again. All you had with you, was his face when you had been pulled back into the water. 

You were pretty sure you were losing it when you heard his voice. His beautiful voice calling your name. And then it got closer. And then, he was there, hitting the bats away from you. You were finally able to take a deep breath when the bat that was around your neck was pulled away from you and you sat up.

"Sweetheart, I'm here, okay?" Steve told you before he hit another bat away. You coughed a little seeing Nancy, Robin, and Eddie approaching too as they started fighting the bats away.

With the little strength that you had you managed to get up and keep fighting. This would not be the end. You at least had to tell Steve how you felt before you died.

Once everything died down, you felt Steve's arms pull you towards him as the five of you ran to the nearest safe place. Or well, less dangerous, really. Steve sat you down and felt tears in his eyes when he looked at all the blood and bruises on your body while you tried to smile weakly at him. Nancy ripped off the bottom of her shirt and handed it to him so he could wrap it around your stomach as the other three explored around.

"I told you it should have been me going inside the lake" he said with a stern voice.

“Wait, are you mad because I stole your thunder as the hero?” you smirked. 

“You’re seriously making jokes while you were almost eaten by bats?! Do you have any idea how dangerous it was for you to jump in the lake in the first place?!”

"It wouldn't have been any less dangerous if it was you" you frowned.

"I know, but I-" he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "You would have been safe" he said, sadly.

"Steve we both know I would have jumped after you just like you did for me" you informed him.

"How can you be this stubborn? I don't-" he complained. "I don't want to lose you" he said with a few tears rolling down his cheeks which you quickly wiped away with your hand.

"You didn't" you assured him. "You saved me" you smiled, making a tiny smile appear on his lips as well.

"I love you" he blurted out, making you widen your eyes a little. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to blurt that out just like that, or well, tell you in the UpsideDown, which is probably the worst place I could have done but... seeing you like that I just... I can't keep it any longer. You don't have to say anything, by the way. I don't expect you to feel the same way or-" you leaned in and cut him off by giving him a soft kiss on the lips.

"Steve" you said when you pulled away. "The closest thing to love at first sight I've ever experienced happened when I first laid eyes on you" you admitted. "I have... kind of been waiting for you to notice" you chuckled a little. "And I thought I wouldn't get a chance to-"

"Don't say that, sweetheart" he said, cupping your cheek. "I'm gonna get you out of here, okay? I promise" he smiled, kissing you again. "And when all this is over, I'm taking you out on a proper date" he added.

"You got yourself a deal, Harrington" you smiled, kissing him again.

The End

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A/N: I hope you liked it :D

[natsukishinomiyaswife]

Hello! For the cafe event, could I get a smoothie bowl with jazzy juice please? Thank you! 💖

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⋆ 𝓥𝓲𝓵 𝓢𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓮𝓷𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓽: 𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓡𝓪𝓲𝓷 ⋆

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⋆ In movies, there were always moments that stood out. Moments that made an impact, that people remember for years to come. Sad moments, dramatic moments, funny moments. Character deaths that everyone seems to know, plot twists that left people reeling, jokes that people recite, without having seen the movie in question. For Vil, his dream was to make an impact like this, to have a moment where everyone remembers him. His role, his acting, his work. Ever since you've became a couple though, his attention has been drawn to a specific genre, even auditioning for a role in one.

⋆ Romance movies were well known throughout the film industry, with moments that leave couple's longing to have them. Moments that inspire proposals, weddings, even honeymoons. Moments that left the viewer wanting, wondering what a romance like that would be like. For someone to run after you before you go, stopping you from getting on your train, or in your car, or on the plane. For someone to reunite with you after so long, yet the love you still hold for each other remains, unwavering after years of distance. For someone to run up to you, holding you close and spinning you around as you both laugh in delight, uncaring of the stares around you. For someone to love you, to truly love you, exactly as you are.

⋆ He doesn't want to play the antagonist, or the side character, or the rival. He wants to be the main character, the main love interest, your love interest, for as long as you'll allow him. You are his, after all. The only love interest he has ever wanted, the only person he has ever longed for. So, indulge him, won't you? When he's feeling sentimental, his longing for you getting to be too much, his heart overflowing in his love and adoration for you.

⋆ You had just gone to the theaters to see his most recent film, Vil wearing a disguise so you could enjoy your date privately. You couldn't help but think he still looked handsome, dressed more casually than usual with a pair of sunglasses on his face and a baseball cap on his head. Now that the sun had set, and you were away from the theater, he put his sunglasses away, giving you a better view of his face. The film was a romantic drama, with Vil playing the main character's rival, who was the main love interest's ex. You were enraptured by his performance, unable to take your eyes off him whenever he was on screen. He played the bitter ex well, with moments that made it clear his character was still hopelessly in love with the love interest.

⋆ You couldn't help but feel he would have been better suited as the main character though, thinking about your relationship with him. The main character had been devoted, stern yet caring in his love for his partner. It was clear he had only wanted the best for them, and as you watched their relationship unfold, you couldn't help but think, Vil would have been perfect for this. He should have been the main character. You tell him as much, causing a smile to come to his face.

⋆ As you're walking it begins to drizzle lightly, reminding you of a scene from the movie. In it, the main character and love interest were sitting outside at a restaurant, eating while listening to a band play. The love interest hints that they want to dance with him, leading the main character to drag them near the band. As they begin dancing it starts to drizzle, the main character and love interest having no plans on stopping. It was a cute scene, with them sharing their first kiss before Vil's character interrupts them.

⋆ It seems Vil must be thinking the same thing, pausing as his gaze lingers on a restaurant nearby. There was no band playing, or dinner date, but in that moment he wanted to pretend. Pretend that he was the main character and you were the love interest. Pretend that you had just had a wonderful dinner date, hinting how you wanted to dance with him. He looks at you before pulling you along, urging you to follow him. He stops near the outdoor dining area, where fairy lights shine as the rain continues to drizzle. You can't stay out here too long, he doesn't want either of you to get sick. But indulge him, won't you, when he pulls you in close and sways with you to an unheard beat.

⋆ Lost in your own world as you move to a silent song, his gaze never leaving you. Once your hair starts to become damp, some pieces sticking to your face, he decides your dance must end, even if he longs for it not to. He reminds himself that there will be other dances, other moments for you to have as he holds your cheek in his hand. The kiss you have is slow, as if he wants to savor it, to burn it into his mind. As he pulls away he realizes the rain has started to come down heavier, taking a moment to catch his breath before leading you to shelter. Unlike the movie, there is no credits that will roll, or a romance that will end anytime soon ♡

I hope you enjoyed your meal, and thank you for visiting the Cathie Cafe! ♡

𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝔂𝓸𝓾! ♡

[littleskrimp]

Can we just talk about the differences in Beatrice’s character between these two fight scenes?

In season 1, Beatrice is the one who is the moral compass of the group. She’s always keen on the mission and the mission alone. During that particular hallway fight, she only injured her opponents. The goal was to retrieve the divinium shield which doesn’t mean much to her personally but that doesn’t matter because it was a mission for the good of the OCS. So, she kept the damage to a minimum. Season 1 Beatrice puts her personal opinions and feelings aside for the good of The Order. It’s just how she operates given what we know about her past.

In season 2, we see parts of Beatrice start to open up (mostly due to falling for and being around Ava). There’s times where she lets her emotions get in the way of the mission. For example, when she kept Ava from detonating the divinium bomb. When the mission went to hell, she immediately retreated to her old way of thinking. She kept her personal opinions and feelings to the back of her mind. That’s why she said she couldn’t go with Ava when she told her to run and hide. In the season 2 hallway fight, Beatrice’s mind laser focused on getting to Ava. They had kissed for the first time not long before and everything after that became clear to Beatrice. She wasn’t going to lose Ava like this. It may not look it by her expression, but Beatrice is all amped on her emotions at this point. She warned those who kept her from getting to Ava because Beatrice is still the moral one. When they refused to walk away, there was bloodshed. All because she wanted to get to the Warrior Nun. HER Warrior Nun. Her Ava. ❤️

Also, the colors! The left side is blue which to me symbolized Beatrice’s stern and contained nature. It can often be seen as cold. No emotions. The right side is yellow. Maybe orange. Leads me to view this as Beatrice’s inner fire (like the woman in the bar said) burning to be free, finally being let out like an inferno. All emotions on high.

I love characters like Beatrice who walk the lines of nobility and who are considered the moral one. When it comes to those they love getting hurt/possibly dying, they unleash this deadly dangerous side to them in order to protect the ones they love.

[slashers-and-rats]

woof woof, bark bark.

billy lenz x fem!reader | nsfw | puppy play, humping

a/n: BARK LIKE YOU WANT IT. BARK LIKE YOU WANT IT, BABYY

the collar was tight around billy’s neck. it fit snug, and added a bit of tension to every breath he took.

that was the only thing he was focused on currently. breathing. that, and looking cute. that had been your instructions, given to him with a smile and a pat on his head. “all you have to do today is sit back and look pretty, puppy,” you purred to him. it made his stomach twist into knots. his nose had scrunched up, a wide smile stretching his lips. he couldn’t help it. he loved how that word sounded rolling off your tongue.

puppy.

billy was a puppy. he was obedient, excitable- he drooled and panted, and craved to be pet by you. if he crawled like a dog, and barked like a dog, he must be a dog, right?

he did make sure to commit to the role. you had been relaxed on the couch, searching for something to watch on the tv, and he had been down by your feet. his chin was rested on your knee, where you ran your fingers through his hair and occasionally scratched at his chin. he was in his sweater and boxers, with that collar clasped tight around his neck, and he was oh so happy.

it felt right to be beneath you. so often he tried to sound so scary and dominant. the things he threatened you with always came out as stern demands. but, in practice, he preferred to be pampered. he liked that you could take all his control away, leaving him nothing but an empty brained mutt, ready to obey your every order.

he was rock hard. he had tried to ignore it at first, pushing the arousal into the back of his mind. he was always horny, sometimes he could just wrangle it into submission and forget about it.

this time, though… he couldn’t. this situation was different. with the introduction of little thought, came the forced focus to the scene at play. he was between your legs, so close to your pussy he could practically taste it, and it made him ache. sometimes you’d shift and widen your legs, and he’d see up your shorts and to the bare skin that laid underneath.

he wanted so desperately to shove his face between your legs. he wanted to devour your cunt, and trace every inch of skin with his tongue, and feel your walls tighten around his fingers. he wanted to feel you squirming against the cushions, and listen to the way you moaned and praised him for having such a good mouth. sometimes, when he was alone, he’d practice on his hand, and think about how you’d reward him for developing such useful skills.

you must’ve noticed his focus. he was licking his lips, staring intently at your stomach. if he looked too low, he’d become overwhelmed. no, he was trying to behave.

billy looked up when he felt your hand stop petting him. he whimpered, pressing up into your touch, and you giggled. “hey, calm down…” you moved your palm to his face, running your thumb up and down his jaw. “is my good boy getting a little worked up?” billy gazed up at you, eyes widening slightly. and here he thought he was hiding it well. it made his face red to know you could see right through him. he loved it. he nodded slowly, pressing his lips against your hand, still watching you. “tell me what you’re feeling, billy. use your words.”

for a moment, he struggled. he pushed out wheezing breaths, some drool beginning to spill from his lips. he wiped it away with his sweater, embarrassed at his lack of coherence. he tried again, only being able to produce a low moan, and his hips bucked lightly into the fabric of his boxers. he was too focused on you, and how you were looking at him. you were so encouraging, patting his head and urging him to continue. he knew the second he managed to give a request, you’d honour it with nothing but joy. he was getting ahead of himself.

“i-i… billy feels hot. so hot,” he whined, pressing his face into your thigh. if he hid his face, he wouldn’t be able to see you, and maybe he could actually get through his response. “i-i feel like I’m on fire… burning, I’m burning in hell. you’re my heaven. i wanna be in heaven- i wanna be inside you…” he breathed out against your inner thigh, opening his mouth and pressing the side of his lips to your leg. he knew he wasn’t allowed to kiss, not yet, but he’d get as close as he could before getting chastised.

you looked so entertained. you looked down at him and watched him struggle, like a ruler observing peasants. he felt inferior, pathetic, and weak. it felt so right. he wanted to be less than you, he wanted you to take over every bit of his life. he was a pervert, a monster, and you were a merciful goddess giving him treatment he didn’t even deserve.

“such a naughty puppy.” the words pulled him from his thoughts. he shook his head, whimpering. he wasn’t naughty, he couldn’t be. he began to object, sputtering and coughing up mangled arguments, but you shushed him. “don’t worry, I’m not gonna punish you for being so dirty. I’m gonna give you a little treat, actually.”

billy barked with excitement. it came out so naturally, he didn’t even expect it. it made you laugh. he loved that sound, and you smiled so beautifully. he smiled too, wiggling his hips as if wagging a tail that wasn’t there.

you sat up, pushing your leg in between his own, and pressing your shin into his bulge. he gasped at the new bit of pressure. he looked up at you, shocked, and yet his hips bucked against the small bit of touch he was getting. your leg was bare against his boxers, and his hands were gripping at your thigh as if to anchor himself to reality.

“you can hump my leg, okay?” you stroked a hand over his cheek, and he melted into the touch. “c’mon, puppy, use my leg.”

he didn’t wait this time, yanking his underwear down, and beginning to pump his cock up and down the front of your leg. it made him moan low in his throat, mouth hanging open and spit dripping down onto your leg. he was so needy. he didn’t understand how after everything, he could still feel this aroused, and yet here he was. he was riding your leg like he used to his pillows, imagining it was your hand or your face rubbing against his cock. if he closed his eyes real tight, he could get lost in it all.

all the while, you kept petting the top of his head, and speaking through his humping. you praised him, showering him with affection and sweetness. it seeped into his nerves, and set them on fire. he felt tight and hot, and every thrust against your flesh sent a wave of lava over his body. it felt so good. not just the way he was grinding against you, but the way you looked at him. underneath your gaze, everything felt so much more sensitive. he didn’t understand it, but something about being this pathetic made his entire earth shake.

“b-billy’s a good boy?” he pushed this out through whines and whimpers, pushing his face against your stomach, right over top of your crotch. he wanted to dip his head down and indulge himself. but, that was usually a treat you saved for the end of the day, when he was strung out and truly on his last leg. that’s when he really shoved his face into your lips, when he really ate you out like he was starving.

he stared up at you, eyes wide and deceivingly innocent. it made your own face turn red, and you bit your lip. you tugged at his hair, forcing his face all the way up, so he was looking at you. “you’re my naughty little puppy, billy. you’re a good boy, but you’re so dirty. look at you right now. is this what innocent good boys do?”

billy whined again, speeding up his hips. “n-no… billy’s naughty. I’m so dirty, billy’s so dirty…!”

you hummed in agreement. you hooked your finger into his collar and pulled him up into your lap. it was such a sudden movement, it left billy rutting into the air in between you. the second he was on your lap, he was scrambling for something to fuck against again. he found that in the form of your stomach and thigh. he slid his cock up and down your torso, his grip finding purchase in your shoulders.

“you think you can cum like this?” you asked, holding his butt and guiding his hips. he shook, pressing his face down into your shoulder. he latched his mouth onto the skin there, moaning into it, and gurgling out a needy whine. you took that as a yes, and continued guiding his movements, making him fuck hard against your thigh.

he was wrapped around you, trying to get as close to you as possible. he felt so overwhelmed. fire was running through every vein, his head was getting foggy and hot. there was nothing on his mind except the throb of his cock, and how good it felt to be humping you. the embarrassment added so much to his pleasure.

he found himself coming hard, the orgasm knocking the wind out his stomach. while warm ropes of cum shot out over your shirt, he was quaking and howling into your shoulder. he was a snake, coiling around you and squeezing the air out. you held him in response, letting him ride out his orgasm. it took a minute. his cock kept twitching, and his he’d buck his hips at the aftershocks. but, soon he settled, his body limp against your own.

“such a good boy,” you cooed, rubbing his back. “you’re such a good doggy. the best doggy.”

the praise sounded like music in his head. it drifted through the fog, and landed smooth against his eardrums. he felt good and relaxed.

you didn’t think he’d be getting up again any time soon, so you got comfortable against the couch with his weights on you, and returned to channel surfing. he shut his eyes, letting himself feel safe in that moment.

he was a good puppy. your good puppy.

[zapreportsblog]

A little different his time! We're going to Italy for this next one.

I'd love to see Felix/and or Demetri(separate) with a mate that doesn't live in the castle. There is a fire in the city and while most people are running away from it she's determined to help people out of the building. By the end her hair is singed, she smells of smoke, her skin has minor cuts/burns and is darker due to soot. Her vampire mate is NOT happy she put herself in that situation but knows how stubborn she is and is just happy to hold her after and won't be letting her go for awhile. Please and thank you!!

Ah so two different fics once more, sounds simply enough :)

❝as long as you’re okay❞

✭ pairing : felix volturi x reader x demetri volturi

✭ fandom : twilight x reader

✭ summary : (y/n) decides to play hero leading to her sustaining some injuries, her mates aren’t too happy about that but luckily she’s okay and Al that’s all that matters

✭ authors note : as always this is divided between 3 sections

✭ twilight masterlist

Felix :

Felix, a loyal member of the Volturi guard, had found his mate in (Y/n). Their connection was undeniable, but unlike most of the Volturi, (Y/n) chose to live outside the castle walls, immersed in the human world. She had a compassionate heart that couldn't bear to stay away from those in need.

One fateful day, a fire engulfed a building in the city where (Y/n) lived. Panic spread as people fled from the scene, desperate to escape the engulfing flames. But (Y/n), driven by her unwavering sense of duty, was determined to help those trapped inside.

Ignoring the danger, (Y/n) rushed towards the burning building, her heart filled with a mix of fear and determination. She knew the risks, but her instincts pushed her forward, urging her to save lives. As she entered the inferno, debris fell around her, flames licking at her skin and smoke filling her lungs.

Time seemed to blur as (Y/n) focused on her mission, pulling people from the wreckage, guiding them to safety. Her hair became singed, her clothes covered in soot, and her once pristine skin bore minor cuts and burns. But she persevered, driven by an indomitable spirit.

When the last survivor was safely away from the building, (Y/n) emerged, her body exhausted and her spirit weary. But her heart swelled with a sense of accomplishment. She had made a difference in the lives of those she had saved.

However, as (Y/n) emerged from the scene of the fire, she was met with the stern gaze of Felix. His eyes filled with a mix of concern and anger, his vampire instincts having sensed the danger she had put herself in. He rushed to her side, his arms wrapping protectively around her.

"(Y/n), what were you thinking?" Felix's voice was filled with a potent mix of worry and frustration. "You could have been seriously hurt, or worse!"

(Y/n) looked up at him, her eyes filled with determination and defiance. "I couldn't stand by and do nothing, Felix. People needed help, and I couldn't turn my back on them."

Felix sighed, his anger giving way to understanding. He knew how stubborn (Y/n) could be, and he also knew that her compassionate nature was what drew him to her. He gently brushed away the soot from her face, his touch filled with tenderness and affection.

"I'm just glad you're safe," Felix said softly, his voice filled with genuine relief. "But please, promise me you won't put yourself in such danger again."

(Y/n) nodded, her expression serious. "I promise, Felix. I'll be more cautious in the future. But sometimes, I just can't stand by and let others suffer."

Felix pulled her closer, his embrace offering comfort and reassurance. He knew that (Y/n) had a heart that couldn't be contained, and while he worried for her safety, he also admired her bravery.

In that moment, all he wanted was to hold her, to cherish her, and to let her know that he would always be there to protect her, no matter what challenges they faced together.

Demetri :

The city was ablaze with chaos and panic as flames licked at the buildings, devouring everything in their path. People ran in every direction, desperately seeking safety and shelter.

But amidst the chaos, there was one person who stood out from the crowd - (Y/N), the mate of Demetri Volturi. (Y/N) was not like the others in the Volturi castle. She did not reside within the grand walls of the ancient fortress, but instead chose to live among the humans in the city.

Her heart was filled with compassion and a burning desire to help those in need, even if it meant putting herself in harm's way. As the fire raged on, consuming everything in its path, (Y/N) could not stand idly by.

With determination etched on her face, she disregarded her own safety and rushed towards the burning building. Her mind was focused on one thing - saving lives. Ignoring the screams and cries of those around her, (Y/N) fearlessly entered the inferno.

The intense heat licked at her skin, causing her to flinch, but she pressed on. She knew that every second counted, and lives were at stake. With each step she took, (Y/N) could feel the heat intensifying.

Her hair, once flowing and vibrant, was now singed and tangled. The acrid smell of smoke clung to her clothes, seeping into her very being. Her skin bore the marks of her bravery, with minor cuts and burns scattered across her body.

The soot that covered her face and hands had darkened her complexion, a stark contrast to her usual radiance.

Meanwhile, Demetri Volturi, her vampire mate, watched from a distance with a mix of concern and frustration. He knew all too well how stubborn and determined (Y/N) could be. He admired her selflessness, but he also feared for her safety. His instincts screamed at him to swoop in and whisk her away from the danger, but he knew that she would not appreciate his interference.

Finally, the fire began to subside, leaving behind a charred and broken structure. As the last flicker of flame died down, (Y/N) emerged from the wreckage, her body covered in soot and her clothes tattered.

She was weary, but her eyes shone with a sense of fulfillment. Seeing her emerge from the chaos, Demetri's heart swelled with a mix of relief and adoration.

He rushed towards her, pulling her into a tight embrace. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, a reminder of the danger she had willingly faced. "You're safe," he whispered, his voice filled with a mixture of relief and reproach.

“But you shouldn't have put yourself in such danger, my love." (Y/N) smiled weakly, her body still trembling from the adrenaline rush.

“I couldn't just stand by and do nothing," she replied, her voice filled with determination. "I had to help those people, Demetri. It's who I am." Demetri sighed, knowing that he couldn't change her nature.

He held her tightly, vowing to protect her from any harm that may come her way. In that moment, he realized that he couldn't imagine his life without her fiery determination and selflessness.

As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, Demetri knew that he would never let her go. He would cherish her, protect her, and support her in all her endeavors, even if it meant facing the flames together.

Felix and Demetri :

In the midst of chaos and panic, flames dancing against the darkening sky, (y/n) raced towards the burning building. It wasn't in her nature to stand idly by when people were in danger. The screams of terrified individuals echoed in her ears as she pushed forward, determined to do what she could to help.

Her movements were swift and focused as she entered the smoke-filled building. Despite the thick clouds of black smoke, (y/n) could hear the cries for help coming from the upper floors. With a heart full of resolve, she pressed on, ignoring the burning sensation in her lungs and the stinging sensation of smoke in her eyes.

Every step she took felt heavy, the weight of the danger and the responsibility she had taken upon herself pressing down on her shoulders. She found herself relying on instincts, guiding her through the smoke-filled corridors to the trapped individuals.

With each person she managed to rescue, (y/n)'s determination grew stronger. She moved with urgency, using her strength to help those who couldn't escape on their own. The fire raged on, consuming everything in its path, but she was undeterred.

By the time she emerged from the building, her clothes were covered in soot, her hair singed, and her skin marked with minor burns and cuts. The smell of smoke clung to her, a testament to the danger she had faced. But she wore a satisfied smile, knowing that she had made a difference.

As she stepped away from the burning building, her mates Felix and Demetri were waiting for her, their expressions a mix of worry and relief. Without a word, they rushed to her side, their arms wrapping around her in a protective embrace.

"(y/n), you could have been hurt," Demetri's voice was laced with concern as he held her close.

Felix's grip tightened around her, his eyes filled with a mixture of relief and annoyance. "Why didn't you wait for us? We could have helped."

(y/n) let out a soft sigh, leaning into their embrace. "I couldn't just stand there and do nothing. People needed help."

Demetri's gaze softened as he brushed a soot-covered strand of hair away from her face. "We understand, but you mean the world to us. We can't bear the thought of losing you."

Felix nodded in agreement, his fingers tracing the cuts and burns on her skin with gentle care. "Next time, please let us know. We want to be there for you, always."

Touched by their concern, (y/n) looked between them, a small smile gracing her lips. "I promise I'll let you know next time. But for now, let's just be grateful that everyone is safe."

With that, the three of them stood there, holding onto each other, finding solace in the warmth of their embrace. The flames may have consumed the building, but the bond between (y/n), Felix, and Demetri had grown stronger in the face of danger, reminding them of the strength of their love and the unbreakable connection they shared.

[shadymermaid]

Steve X Reader - No (Risky) Business. Just Love on this Train part 2

Here it is ! Part 2 finally ! I know lol. Been hyping everyone up for this but it’s here .

Continuation from part 1 so must read the first 1 to understand (or not ) your choice .

18+ only !

Contains : Jealous and insecure Steve . Characters made up that are not canon to Stranger things .

Warnings : SMUT! makeup sex , sex on a public transportation, public/private sex, p/v, oral , female receiving , movie references from the 80s .

Todays the day! A double bonus actually . The cast list being posted and seeing Steve after about two weeks of not seeing each other since you started school . Around Noon , you go to Jeans classroom and see the cast list . You pointed your index finger where your name was at :

AUDREY: ………Y/N L/N

As promised. You did indeed got you that role . You grinned ear to ear.

You felt a tap on your shoulder. It was your director Jean and another student .

Jean : y/n ! hi! I would like for you to meet Mitch . He’s going to be playing Semour . I would like for you guys to run lines together sometime soon before rehearsals start .

Y/N : Sounds good ! Thanks Jean .

Mitch shakes your hand .

Mitch : pleas to meet you y/n . Look forward working with you .

Y/n: likewise . pleasure . When would you like to run lines and where?

Mitch : tonight is fine and say your place ? My roommates are rowdy .

You had to think of plan cause Steve comes over tonight and May think of the wrong way if he saw you with another guy in your apartment but of course you knew this IS just business .

Y/N: sure , but just a FYI, my boyfriend is coming over tonight, he’s flying in from Hawkins Indiana!

Mitch : oh of course , I’ll leave as soon as he comes by, wouldn’t want him to think I’m stealing ya away .

(He laughs )

Which by the way to make it clear that won’t happen if you catch my drift.

(He winks. You instantly understood what he meant. )

Y/N: OH! gotcha ! That’s cool . alright then , see you tonight dude !

……

Later that evening , you and Mitch run lines and songs for “Little Shop of Horrors “ then you hear a knock on the door .

Y/N : One sec Mitch .

You head to the door and open it .

There he was . Steve. Your lover boy . Standing there with flowers and his luggage in hands .

STEVE!!!

You threw your arms over his neck, have him the biggest hug. Didn’t want to let go . He dropped his bag for a second to hug you back as he was still holding the flowers he got you . You look at each other for a second but we’re so inpatient y’all we’re ready to kiss each other.

You two smashed each others lips on one another without a second to lose . It was a pure moment of bliss and passion to finally be together and reunited again .

You smiled ear to ear looking into those big brown orbs of his , cupping his soft cheeks , with his stubble of his facial hair against your palms as you were gently brushing them against his face . Seems like as tho he hasn’t shaved in a week or so .

You stood there for a good minute to smell his manly fragrance of cologne you got him of sweet smell of bourbon and musk .

Y/N: oh my love, how I’ve miss you so .

Steve : hows my favorite little star ?

He said so sweetly .

You giggled as he picked you up from the floor and swing you around a bit. Y’all about sweeping you off your feet .

Y/n: I’m fine, now that your here .

Steve grins and almost forgot he still had a bouquet of flowers in his hands that’s re your favorites too.

“Oh! These are for you ! A super star should always receive flowers . I know your show won’t be for awhile but you know , I got them cause, well , I love you honey bunches.”

He kisses your cheek .

You blush and smell the flowers .

Y/n: thank you, their wonderful! Please come in !

Steve picks up his luggage form floor and walks inside your place . You go into the kitchen to put the flowers in a vase . As Steve walks in , he turns his head and sees your scene partner on the couch .

Steve looks stern and miffed . A million things are going on his head right now.

Mitch : Hi you must be Steve ! Heard so much about you . I’m Mitch !

He stands up to introduce himself and reaches his hand out to shake Steve’s hand .

Steve : pleasure .

Steve shook Mitch hand but with a disgust look.

You come out of the kitchen and see the two boys standing there .

Y/n: oh Steve I see you met Mitch . He’s my scene partner for the play .

Mitch : yep that’s right . Y/n here is a very brilliant and talented actress . Super talented actress. Your a lucky guy Steve .

Steve was having mix feelings about this situation. Like who was this guy in his girlfriends apartment?

Steve : yes ..yes I am very lucky to have y/n.

Mitch : well I’ll leave y’all to it . (Laughs) wouldn’t wanna intrude . Y/n I’ll see you at rehearsal tomorrow.

Y/n: ok I’ll see ya later Mitch .

Mitch grabs his script and heads out the door.

Mitch : It was nice meeting you Steve . Hope we can all get together sometime.

Steve was still feeling awkward and miffed. But trying not to start drama .

Steve : yeah … sure thing man . Bye.

He waves bye .

Mitch is fine . There is some tension built up now.

Y/n: Steve how was you—

you get cut off by Steve .

JUST who the hell is Mitch ?

You were feeling a bit scared when Steve sounded demented just now .

Y/n: Steve , he’s my scene partner ! We were just running lines for LSH . He’s playing Seymour while I’m Audrey . They are love interest, so we are line reading silly .

Steve : love interest ? Right … I guess I never heard anything about that , so what , you guys kiss or something ?

Y/n: Steve what’s gotten into you ? You know this is just business. Work of an actor .

Steve : when we’re you gonna tell me ?

Y/n: Steve I was , okay , we just decided to do this . Plus you were on the plane too . babe , please don’t act like this . First you got upset about my director and now my scene partner. Honey, look at me .

You cup Steve’s face and he looked into your eyes , looking like a lost puppy. Almost the verge of tears .

Y/n : Mitch is gay . I promise you that . There’s nothing going on . I love you and only you .

Steve sighed of relief. He pulls you on for a big hug and nuzzles into your neck , tears are rolling down his face .

Y/n: why are you crying babe ?

Steve : I’m sorry … I just lose it when I know there’s some guy lingering around you . I’m not this way. But when you went away for college, I was alone . Has so many thoughts in my head . I just don’t ever wanna loss you y/n. I love you too much .

You pull away and look at him .

Y/n: Steve … you always have me . You don’t have to apologize. I promise , no matter what happens , we will make it work. I love you and only you . .

Steve holds you me hand that’s on his cheek and his it . You wipe his tears away. Yo I two look into each others eyes of pure bliss. Feeling vulnerable. Both kiss of pure passion and hold each other. You two begin to deepen the kiss as it became a hot make out session , Steve slips his tongue into your mouth as you let him in for a entrance . Both tongues wrestled into each other mouths exploring one another swamping saliva around back and forth .

You ran your fingers into Steve’s hair and massage the back of his head , as you still French kiss with Steve . He then reaches for your ass. With his large hands gently touching your bum and squeezing it just so softly.

The kissing was getting heating with full of the pheromones and testosterone. Both moaning with passion . You pull back for air .

Y/n: Steve ?

Steve: yeah ?

Y/n: what do you say about making love on a subway train ?

Steve was confused on what that meant but started to get really horny and was up for anything new to try at this point .

Steve: I mean..I’m really pint up right now . Getting hot and bothered right now from kissing.

He smirks .

Wouldn’t we be seen in a public transport ? Although the idea of someone catches us is kind of turning me on . The thrill that is .

He kisses you again .

Y/N: Oh you don’t worry , at a certain hour , and a certain train that runs , there are hardly anyone going on it.

You had a mischievous plan but to just spice things up of no care in the world right now .

Steve : well alright then , if this mean I can get a fast of that pretty pussy of yours, I don’t care about some public indecency.

He kisses you down on your bare neck and to your shoulder and grabs your hand to place over his hard throbbing cock as he pants .

Steve : you feel how hard I am for you ? He cooes .

This is what you do to me .

He whispers that into your ear, sending shivers down your spine .

Y/n: well let’s go then . To the the subway train to give you the best thrill of your life .

You said to Steve in sultry tone .

Moments later

you and Steve walked down the street to the subways route you knew that doesn’t always have many people traveling on . But there was just a couple on there . You two sat in the front and just sat next to each other Leaning on one another .

Steve : I thought you said there wouldn’t be anyone here ?

Y/n: shhhh, patience , it will all happen soon.

-In the meantime , you guys made out . Steve was keeping an eye out as he was sucking face with you , peeping here and there . Noticing some folks were looking at y’all weird with the PDA like y’all were two horny teenagers. Even though you guys are both consents young adults . The only people on the train were just 3 people. Every stop came , they all got off the subway.

Now, it was just you two finally .

As the love making was about to happen , “In the Air of the Night” by Phil Collins is what sets this particular mood and scene. A reference to the train scene in “risky business”.

-SMUT BEGINS-

You stand up from your seat and hover Steve. The sexual tension was definitely growing now . You stroke his hair gently , brushed your fingertips along his jawline. Taking off his jacket, slowly unbuttoning his buttons down shirt . The posture of doing was hurting your back a bit , so decided to straddle on his lap instead for a moment. Both legs on the side of him. As you unbutton more buttons of his shirt to the where his belt was at, you untucked it quickly .

You rubbed your hands and fingers along his hair chest so gently and slow , admiring his body, as he had his large palms place in your waist . He looked at you with pure bliss , but with lust as well. You smashed your lips on his mouth.

He slid his tongue into your mouth. Ready to devour you. Both tongues swirling into each others mouths . Things were getting heated now . Steve made his way to your neck , kissing , licking , and sucking. Once he got to your sweet part of your neck, your head just arched and so did your back.

You let out a moan.

“Mmmm” you cooed .

Steve was hungry for more . He slid down your dress straps, kissed down to your breast, he squeezed them both a little roughly and played with them, massaged them even as he was licking your cleavage.

“Oh Steve “ you moaned so sultry .

“Oh y/n “ he panted .

You pulled on his hair when he caressed your breasts , he pulled your dress to where your breast were just bare. your tits we’re already hard.

Steve : I need you so much right now .

He whimpered . He grabbed your tit into his mouth and sucked on it as he was pinching and twisting the other.

Y/n: oh god …

The moans grew more . Steve rotated to your other breast to give it attention too . You stood up in front of him and just looked at him with a seductive stare . With your bare tits out . Steve’s mouth was ajar , with a tiny bit of his saliva dripping from sucking on your boobs. You reached down to his belt and unbuckled it , unbuttoning his jeans , and zipper. As your eyes widen open with his hard cock sprung out of his boxers .

Steve reaches under your short dress and slowly pulls down your panties with his hands gliding along your thighs, sending shivers down your spine . He looked up at you as he did that, not taking his eyes off of you.

Steve : I need to taste you ..I need your pussy on my mouth now .

Y/n: Oh Steve , please ..

You cooed .

You had to get in position for him to properly eat you out . So you lifted you leg over the seat to angle that his face can lick your dripping wet cunt . Steve dives his head down under your dress, he lifts it up and moves your folds and starts to licking your wet pussy . He puts his tongue to work to make you cum . You bucked your hips into his face to arch your back of the seat behind you. Masking it more accessible for Steve to really get in there all over giving you head , going all the way town on you . You help on the rail be side you as he continued to eat you S

Steve : mmmm oh god baby, you taste even more delicious.

He slurps your juices . His head was going up and won as he was licking and sucking you’re clit and swirling up and down your Vulva . Massaging your swollen bud to get you ready to climax . Your mouth and eyes were wide open, huddling and panting when he was hitting your good spot. Your stomach was coiling of the euphoria you were in.

Y/n: OH GOD , OH MY GOD OH MH GOD PLEASE ! please , ALMOST … THERE!

You moaned for so hard for that climax. Steve didn’t just want you to cum on his mouth, but for you to cum in his cock instead . Steve stops sucking on your clit and quickly grabs your body as he shimmy’s to get his pants off with his hard dick ready to fuck you.

Steve : get over here darling , I need your juices on my cock as you cum .

You pushed your wet, drenched , pussy on his cock. He was inside you now .

“Ahhh “ you both moaned .

You moved your body up and down on his dock, as he was pushing you with the rhythm of the bouncing on him. He always loved you on top .

Y/n: “oh yeahhhh”

Steve : ahhh , oh god , I’m gonna cum . Please cum for me baby .

You bounced up and down more on him, your back arch as you reached that climax .

“Oh GODDDDD”. You moaned so loud cause you can with no one on the train .

You both panted and huffed after finishing your love making on the train. Talk about that f stays coming to life . You both held onto each other and smashed each others lips on one another.

Steve : wow , I really love this idea of love making on a train.

You both laughed at each other and just smiled with pure bliss and quickly got dressed since the groaned was about to make a stop . Within the time , you both are clothed , and the train made its way back to your apartment.

……The next morning …..

You were sleeping in your bed and noticed Steve wasn’t next to you , with a concerned look, you hear music blasting in the living room. “Old time rock n roll” was playing .

And see Steve in his underwear, his PJ shirts, and white socks on but no pants !

He was dancing all around your apartment, lol singing into a prop microphone you had lying around, sliding around the floors being silly . You came around the corner and saw him and busted out laughing . Steve turns around wearing his ray bands and was blushing . He turns down the music.

Steve : uh …surprised ? He said so embarrassed.

Y/n: I see . You giggled.

Steve : just thought I had some fun and see your reaction . Also last night y/n , was truly amazing .

He comes towards you and hugs you closely and kissed your head.

Y/n: I love you Steve .

Steve: I love you more y/n .

You both shared a passionate kiss on the apartment as the Sun rays gleamed on y’all of pure bliss.

[iamnotoriginalphil]

The Jacket (Alex Blake x f!Reader)

Synopsis: You’ve stolen an item of clothing from Alex

Words: 1.3k

Warnings: mentions of smut

**GIF not mine**

“Darling, have you seen my-”

You looked up from your position on the sofa, curled up with a book resting in your lap. Alex was standing in the doorway, a slow smile spreading over her face. You smiled in response, an automatic reaction to her.

“Have I seen your what?” you asked when the silence began to stretch a bit too long.

“My jacket,” she said, leaning against the doorframe. She crossed her arms over her chest, giving you a look of barely contained affection. You could see her struggling to keep it from showing on her face, trying to look stern.

“Which jacket?” you asked, but you thought you knew the answer.

The sweep of her eyes over you was like a physical caress. You lent back, letting her drink her fill, tilting your head to the side. Her eyes were sparkling with amusement.

“I think you know which one,” she said.

“For a linguist, you’re being very light on the description,” you said.

The playful look passed over her face before she stepped into the living room. You couldn’t keep the grin off your face watching her approach. The sway of her hips, the curl of her hair against her shoulder, the sunlight only making her seem angelic. You’d always loved watching her.

“Well, I suppose the best descriptor is currently on your body,” she said.

“Oh, this jacket?” You looked down at yourself, “this is the one you were looking for?”

You stretched out, arms above your head, unfurling your legs. The way her gaze travelled over you set a simmering heat in your stomach. There was nothing so enjoyable as being on the receiving end of one of Alex’s looks. The looks that told you how much affection was contained within her, and how much she was going to enjoy you later. So much love fuelling the heat.

“Well, it is mine,” she said, “unless you have something to tell me?”

“Something to tell you? Like what?” You cocked your head to the side.

“Well, for instance, when you joined the FBI,” she said.

“Oh, yes, I can see how you might think that,” you said, “but no, my kick ass wife is.”

“Is she now?” She lent forward, hand come to land on the armrest behind your head.

“Mmhm,” you hummed, looking up into her eyes. You could stare into them forever, “and if she wants it back she’s going to have to take it off me herself.”

“I think that can be arranged.”

She kissed you, long and hot, grinning into it. You wound your arms around her neck, never wanting her to leave. She made you feel precious, like she she cared for you, never making you question her feelings.

“I love seeing you in my clothes,” she mumbled against your lips.

“You do?” you asked, brightening.

“You look so adorable right now,” she said, “I could just eat you up.”

“You promise?”

She laughed at your wiggling eyebrows, finally sitting on the sofa next you. She tugged on the ends of your hair until you were giggling too. You lent forward, forehead resting against her shoulder, shaking with her. Her hand found your waist, holding you close to her.

“Honestly though, sweetheart, I do need this back,” she said.

Before her hold on you could tighten you were flinging yourself over the armrest, scrabbling to get away from her. She laughed, rising from the sofa, her eyes trained on you. You loved when you became her prey.

She watched you run from the room, your laughter left ringing in the room. Her steps were slow, like she knew she had all the time in the world to catch you. You weren’t going anywhere. She knew that.

In the kitchen, you ducked below the kitchen island, hoping she would think you weren’t there. That you’d gone elsewhere. You had to press a hand to your mouth to stifle your laughter.

“Oh no, I wonder where she’s gone,” Alex’s voice rang through the room, “she must have slipped past my defences.”

She rounded the corner and you squealed. That slow smile spread over her face. You lept to your feet, fleeing from the scene of the crime. You could hear her following you up the stairs. Her hands clasped on your waist as you entered the bedroom.

“I really do need to take this back,” she said, lips brushing against the shell of your ear. You shivered.

“Come and get it then,” you taunted.

She lifted you, throwing you onto the bed. You rolled, getting ready to run but her knees landed either side of your hips. Hands grasped your wrists, pinning them above your head. Her eyes darkened looking down at you and when you tried to buck her off, her knees only tightened around you.

Her lips attached themselves to your neck, making you arch into her. Her chuckle was quiet against your skin and the way you squirmed had her teeth nipping at you. Her tongue soothed over it.

Her lips on your skin made you lose your head a little. You were only revelling in the feeling of her. When her teeth grasped the zipper of the jacket, you whined, if only because they were no longer on you.

She tugged it down, nose skimming against your skin. You arched up, trying to break her hold on you but she was so strong. She looked up at you from around your navel, making your breath stutter in your chest.

The zip came free, both sides of the jacket falling open. Her eyebrows rose when she saw so much of your skin on display. You shivered.

“Darling, I think you’ve forgotten some clothing here,” she said.

Her lips descended again, tongue tasting your skin.

“Why do you think I…” You lost your voice when her lips wrapped around your nipple, “needed a jacket?”

Your back arched into her mouth. You whined when she drew back, her dark eyes considering your bare chest. You felt drunk on her gaze.

“Come on, sweetheart, let’s get you out of this,” she said.

She let your wrists go, tugging the jacket down your arms. You reached for her, wanting to kiss her but she ducked out of the way. There was no reason for her to be climbing off your hips or standing at the foot of the bed. Her hands folded the jacket.

“Alex?”

Her eyes found yours again, a smirk flirting with the corners of her lips. She looked so heartbreakingly gorgeous and you wanted her so badly.

“Darling, if you’d just given me the jacket downstairs I might have had time to take care of you, but now I’m running late and I have to go,” she said.

You watched as she bent over, shoving the jacket in her go bag. You pouted, the heat between your legs driving your response more than your head. She sighed at the look on your face.

“I promise, when I return I’ll make sure you’re well taken care of, sweetheart,” she said.

Her thumb and forefinger pinched your chin, tilting your head up towards her. The kiss she gave you lingered, the love washing away the disappointment.

“I love you,” she murmured against your lips.

“I love you too,” you replied, “are you sure I can’t keep it while you’re away?”

She sighed, pulling it back out of the bag. You beamed when she placed it around your shoulders, her scent invading your senses. Her answering grin was loud in your heart.

She gave you one last kiss at the front door, her fingers warm in yours. You watched as long as you could as she drove down the street. You snuggled into her jacket more, able to feel her all around you.

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[poisonedjoinery]

Leather and Cuffs

Antonio Dawson x Reader (F)

Authors Notes: I have been watching a lot of Chicago PD lately, and I can't help but love Antonio, so here is my first ever fic of him. I hope you enjoy it. Gif by @steddy1987

Summary: Reader is a Chicago firefighter, and has had a thing for Antonio Dawson for a few years. After working a a huge fire scene together, Antonio makes an offer you can't refuse.

WARNINGS: Fire, mentions of explosions, human remains (minor), smut, cuffs, unprotected sex (PLEASE USE PROTECTION), Antonio being a sauce pot.

If you feel there should be other warnings please do let me know.

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Being part of the CFD was always going to give you new life experiences. You'd had four calls today, the first a traffic accident caused by a drunk driver. You'd helped cut open a car, pulling out a pregnant woman and her young daughter, the drunk had died on impact. The second, four kids decided to light some fire crackers out in an abandoned trailer park and throw them around. One of the boys got hit and had caught light, alongside one of the old trailers that were left there. He'd sustain some minor burns, owing mainly to the thick coat he wore. A stern talking too and a serious look from Chief Boden ensured they wouldn't be doing it again. The third was an elderly lady who had managed to start a pan fire in her ground floor apartment, luckily her neighbour had gotten her out before anything serious happened to her. The fourth... the fourth is where all hell broke loose. Some putz had messed up in his meth lab, blowing half a building up. Firehouse 51 were the on scene first, strapping your mask on you followed Casey, Herrmann, Severide and Kidd to the top floor slowly working your way down. Hammering on doors, you ushered more people out than you could keep count of. The further down the building you got the worse it became to see and find conscious residents. You exited the building for a second time carrying a young boy, running him over to the ambo you laid him on the bed.

"Young boy, found him unconscious on the ninth floor. He's got a laceration to his leg, and he's inhaled a lot of smoke." Brett nodded, checking his chest.

"Okay let's go." helping to load him into the back of the ambo, you shut the doors and watched them speed away. Turning around, you walked straight into Antonio.

"Shit I'm sorry (Y/N)." He shook his head waving his phone.

"Phone won't stop buzzing, this is a nightmare." Nodding you patted his shoulder,

"I know, don't worry we're pulling out everyone and hopefully one will lead us to the people who did this." He gave you a half smile, you never told anyone but you loved how Antonio smiled. It was always like he was hiding something, it made you curious. Running his hand over his head, he pocketed his phone.

"Well... if you could bring me out some solid evidence that would sure make my job easier." Stepping away you grinned,

"And what do I get if I do?" He chuckled, pulling out his ringing phone again he looked back up at you.

"I'll cook you dinner." Pressing your gloved hand to your chest, you winked.

"One crispy critter coming up." Pulling your mask and helmet back on you ran back into the building, not noticing Antonio watching you, he smirked, bringing the phone to his ear.

"Yeah?!"

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It took five hours in total to get everyone out, and to extinguish the fire. You'd all headed back in once Boden gave the go ahead, checking for any evidence of how the fire started, and if anyone else was tied to it. There wasn't a lot to gather as the fifth floor was practically a scorched hole, you'd shifted a load of rubble and found part of the meth dealer.

"One crispy critter." You mumbled to yourself. Frowning, you gently pushed the part of him aside and found a perfect rectangular indent in the ground. Pulling your halligan round, you jammed it into the edging and pried the top off.

"Lieutenant... I'm gonna need a blow torch over here!" Calling over your shoulder, Severide appeared looking down and whistled.

"What you thinks inside?" Shrugging and smiling he took the blow torch from Cap,

"Guess we'll find out." Stepping away, you turned your back until you heard the torch go off and the thick metal door clunk to the floor. Looking back round, you looked into the now opened safe and felt your eyes go wide.

"That is a lot of cash Kellie."

"Yep... go get Antonio will ya? Bring him in here, but mind the third floor staircase it's pretty ruined. Take the South side stairs to get here okay?"

"No problem Lieutenant." Turning back around you made your way out of the apartment and out of the building. You found Antonio questioning some of the residents of the building. You couldn't help but admire the way he held himself, you'd guessed he would look good under all that leather. But as it was a Chicago winter, you could only guess how good he looked. You made to stand in his line of sight wanting to catch his attention. Glancing over he nodded, you held up a hand and waited. You passed the time and spoke to some of the residents, getting them blankets and bottles of water until they could be moved.

"(Y/N)!" Looking back, you handed over the blankets you had to a young family, tucking one round a small girl with big brown eyes. Waving at her, you walked back to Antonio.

"Hey, sorry I know you're busy with statements but we've found a safe with a chunk of cash and files in which I think you may need." Antonio's eyes lit up, gesturing his hand towards the building.

"Then lead the way." Walking back to the building you lead him up the stairs and towards the South side like Serveride said.

"We've got to go this way Detective, the other set of stairs aren't secure and could give way." Antonio laughed,

"You know you don't have to call me Detective, you can call me by my name right?" Smiling to yourself, you glanced behind you.

"I... yeah I know... it's... I don't like being unprofessional is all. I'm happy to use your name outside of work hours... just don't want anyone thinking I'm being disrespectful you know?" 'Tonio stopped in the hallway you was walking down, smiling.

"Fair enough... well I'm pretty sure I said I'd cook you dinner right? So how about I come around after shift, and make you something hmm?" You ran your tongue over your bottom lip, noticing how he watched transfixed as you did.

"Yeah sure... okay." Turning back you started walking again.

"Not gonna give me your address no?"

"You're a Detective...so detect." Looking back you winked, then waving your hand over your shoulder, you motioned for him to follow you. Biting his lip he followed, keeping quiet the rest of the way.

Showing him into the apartment, you walked him to Severide then left them both to talk as you continued your checks of the building. The rest of shift went in a haze, it took another three hours to complete the building checks. By the time you got back to the firehouse, you had one hour till your shift finished. You headed to the showers and let the hot water run down you helping the ache that had slowly built in your back. Once you'd finished you pulled on clean clothes and dried your hair. Checking the time, you pulled out your bag, packed everything up and pulled on your fleece and hat. You filed out behind some of your crew mates, all of who didn't feel like talking. That fire had taken a lot out of you all. Waving bye to Stella you climbed into your car and headed back to your apartment.

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You dumped your bag and boots in the closet, and hung your coat up on the hook. You headed straight to the your bedroom and changed into a loose fitting top and jogging bottoms. Throwing your hair up into a loose bun, you padded into the kitchen to make yourself a tea. Before you could finish making it, there was a knock at your door. Smirking, you headed out the kitchen, tea forgotten, and slowly pulled open your door. There he was, standing there with that gorgeous smile on his face, black jeans and boots, a dark fitted t-shirt, leather jacket over the top and a woolen hat. You even glinted a set of cuffs on his belt as he shifted. God help me, the thought flitted through your mind before you could even take a breath.

"Hey." His voice was low, and his face looked a little tired.

"You found me Detective." Raising an eyebrow, he grinned.

"That I did, you wanna let me in?" Stepping back you pulled open the door allowing him in. Closing it behind him, you pulled the closet door open,

"You can put your coat and boots in there Detective, I'll grab you a beer." Slowly walking away you felt his eyes linger on you as you rounded the corner to the kitchen. You couldn't help the shit eat grin on your face as you pulled open the fridge. However, you nearly dropped the beer as Antonio had snuck up behind you.

"What happened to calling me Antonio hmm?" He was so close you could feel his breath on your neck. Letting out a shout, you spun round, elbow out, clocking him in the ribs causing him to fall back against the counter.

"Ow...fuck."

"Jesus 'Tonio, you can't just sneak up like that... are you okay." Putting the beer on the side, you leaned closer to him trying to pull his hands away from his side.

"Damn mi amor you got some power in you. You should come down to my boxing gym." Smirking he looked up at you, and you felt your face flush. Turning back to the beer you cracked it open, took a gulp for yourself, then finished the bottle.

"You know, I may just come down there... then maybe I can kick your ass." Poking him in the ribs again, he laughed and grabbed your hand pulling you a little closer to him, his lips barely an inch from yours. You felt yourself shiver, the heat from his body coming off him in waves.

"Okay okay, but maybe as we have both had a long day we instead have some beers and food hmm?" Letting go of your hand, he reached round the corner and picked up a bag, emptying it's contents onto the counter.

"I hope you're hungry, because I don't make small meals." Reaching into the fridge again you pulled out another two bears, cracked them open and hummed.

"To be honest I'm that hungry I could eat a Vegas style buffet right now." Running your gaze over him you smirked. Giving you that half smile, he took the beer and took a gulp.

"That so huh?"

"Well I am a firefighter, we burn a lot of energy." Watching him out the corner of your eye you saw the smile that sat there from your witty pun.

"Well... then we best get those energy levels back up hmm?" Nodding you picked up a knife and started cutting some peppers and onions. You had no clue what you was making but you helped, and quietly chatted. It felt nice to do something as simple as cooking dinner. Antonio had always seemed intense when you'd worked alongside him at scenes you were both at, but you had seen a different side of him when you'd been at Molly's together. At some point, 'Tonio had ushered you into a seat at the dinner table handing you a new beer as he finished up the food. Once done, he handed you a plate filled with vegetables, chicken and lord knows what else.

"Oh my gods this is amazing."

"So surprised?" He spoke in between a fork full of food.

"Not surprised, just... most of the cops I know barely make themselves toast let alone a nice meal like this." Looking pleased with himself he took another gulp of beer. The two of you falling into a comfortable silence as you ate. Once you'd finished you decided to leave the plates in the sink, I can deal with them tomorrow. Gesturing to him, you moved into the living room and dropped onto your plush sofa, the both of you sinking into its depths. You felt the lull of sleep pulling at you.

"You gotta nice place here (Y/N), you don't have any roommates no?" Catching his questioning look you dropped your head against the back of the sofa and smirked.

"Lucky for you papi I live here alone." Thinking he hadn't heard you, you tilted your head and looked at him. Colour had flooded his cheeks, his eyes blown.

"Call me that again." His voice was a low whisper. Sitting up, you took his beer and placed yours and his on the table and shifted back closer to him.

"You like being called that huh?" Reaching over he wrapped his hand around your thigh, gently squeezing, his gaze was dark, slowly running over you.

"Maybe...say it again and see."

"Mmm okay... but first I um... I've been wanting to do something all day, if you don't mind."

"Huh... and what's that?" You felt your nerves kick in, you'd wanted to kiss Antonio since the first time you saw him two years ago. You'd watched him go through different girlfriends and casual dates, each of which ended after a few months. Leaning closer you traced his jaw with one hand. It felt slightly rough, no doubt tomorrow he would have a slight stubble showing. You didn't know at what point you did it, your brain must have gone blank. For the next time you blinked, you was leaning into 'Tonio and gently biting his lip. He let out a low moan, the hand that was on your thigh shifted to the back of it moving you forward to his lap. Obliging, you moved with him straddling his thick thighs all the while not taking your mouth off of him. Bringing both your hands up, you gently ran them through his hair messing up the painstakingly neat style he had. He was always so put together... which made it even more thrilling to be the one to bring that perfect composure crumbling down around him. Fisting your hands in his hair, you tugged on it. It must have been hard enough, as it caused him to suck in a sharp breath you kissed him, fiercely running your tongue against his own.

"Fuck..." he moaned into your mouth, grabbing your ass he hauled himself up pulling your legs around him and started down the hallway.

"On the left... my room." You dug your fingers into his shoulders, deepening the kiss. You heard the thud of the door as 'Tonio kicked it open. You expected to be thrown onto your bed, so it surprised you when he slowly laid you back, gently holding himself above you. Pulling away a little he looked down at you his breathing coming in short bursts.

"You... you okay with this?" Smiling you ran your thumb over his bottom lip,

"I'm very much okay with this papi." Dropping his head, he huffed out a laugh.

"Good." Before you could do anything, his hands were on your jogging bottoms pulling them down, reaching up you pulled your own shirt off exposing your bare chest, Antonio seemed to choke on his own words.

"Lord have mercy." Sitting up you unbuckled his belt and then his jeans, running your tongue against his exposed hip.

"The lord isn't going to help you tonight Detective." Dropping his head back he fisted his hands at his side, clearly trying to control himself. Standing up, you tugged on his shirt,

"Take this off." It took a moment for him to relax his shoulders, then allowed you to pull his shirt over his head. You felt your mouth instantly water at the sight of him. Reaching his hand up to your chin, he tilted your face up to him.

"You okay there firefighter?" Even though your face was tilted up, you couldn't take your eye off of his exposed chest.

"I um... I..." You absentmindedly ran your hand over him, tracing the dips, frowning at the years healed bullet wound in his chest. Leaning closer you pressed a kiss to his chest, slowly moving from one side to the other. 'Tonio let you do as you pleased as he reached up, removing your hair tie and letting it fall around your shoulders. He seemed to like how it looked, running it through his fingers multiple times before gently moving it aside to expose your neck and pressing his mouth against your pulse. Humming quietly you leaned into the touch enjoying the feeling. How many times had you imagined something like this? How many times had you thought about Antonio standing before you, allowing you to touch him, and kiss him as you pleased?

"Antonio?"

"Hmm?"

"You still have your jeans on."

"Mmm.." Chuckling you reached down pulled on the sides of his jeans, slowly pulling him round, pushing him to sit on the bed.

"Hey... I was enjoying myself there." Pulling his jeans off, you pushed him onto his back and straddled his lap.

"Well I thought you might enjoy this a bit more hmm?" Placing his hands on your hips you leaned closer so your lips barely brushed against his.

"I thought that maybe... you'd like to be the one cuffed for a change hmm?" His grin widened, sitting up a little he reached to his jeans pulled out his cuffs.

"Yes ma'am." Your eyes gleamed at them, reaching up to take them 'Tonio grabbed your wrist clipped one cuff on, pushed you onto your back and cuffed your other hand.

"HEY!" you protested loudly, as he kneeled between your legs he placed your hands above your head.

"Hey yourself..." running his hands down your body he stopped at your hips.

"You know... it took everything I had in me not to kiss you in that hallway today." His eyes continued to roam over your body along with his hands, looking up at you he smiled at the look on your face.

"Surprised?"

"I am... I just... I..." Licking your lips your breathing became heavy, your body tingling. It was only occurring to you now the situation you was in, cuffed, partially naked, Antonio kneeling between your shaking legs. 'Tonio tilted his head slightly, teasingly tracing his fingers on the inside of your thigh.

"Nervous?" His voice was a whisper, you could see how excited he was already. Throat going dry you shook your head,

"Not at all Detective." You didn't have a moment to think, before you knew it 'Tonio was kissing you fiercely, one hand gripping onto your ass the other pulling your leg around him. Raising your arms you placed them around his neck, digging your fingers into him. Antonio smiled into the kiss, raising his hand to lift your arms off of him and pinning them above your head.

"Uh-uh, you gotta be patient babe." Keeping your hands pinned above you, he ran his other hand down your side hooking his fingers into the edge of your panties slowly dragging them down your thighs. Moving his way down your body, he gently bit into your hips, running his tongue over the bite. Looking down at the site before you, you felt your breath stop in your chest. 'Tonio shifted himself further down, placing your legs over his shoulders he didn't give you a moments pause before he pressed his tongue against your centre. You couldn't help the moan that was pulled from you, the feeling of Antonio's mouth on you, along with his rough hands against the soft skin of your thighs was the best thing you had felt in months. You clenched your hands tightly above you, all you wanted to do was reach down and grab onto him, touch him in anyway you could. He kept up a pace just right to keep you on edge for what felt like forever.

"Please... 'Tonio... I can't." You couldn't keep still any more, even with Antonio holding your hips down, your skin was burning with excitement and you needed a release. Smirking, 'Tonio pulled himself up, looking down at your flushed face.

"You need something babe?"

"You... Detective... I need you... now." Leaning in to kiss you, 'Tonio pulled off his boxers and settled himself between your legs again. Raising one hand he pinned your wrists down, and trailed the other down your side.

"Please!" You begged, it was driving you mad to have him this close to you, to feel him and not be able to have him how you wanted.

"Mmm... I like it when you beg mi amor." Pulling your leg up over his hip, 'Tonio slowly pushed into you. Your eyes closed as you felt bliss slowly spread through your body. He seemed to catch his breath as he bottomed out, his hand twitching on your thigh.

"Christ Antonio..." Tilting your head, you saw he had also closed his eyes. You pressed a kiss to his jaw, then bit him gently. Pulling himself up a little, he looked down at you his eyes blown. Humming quietly to himself, he ran his tongue over his bottom lip before leaning in to kiss you. Shifting his hips, he started to move slowly causing you to moan into the kiss. Pulling your arms up again you placed them around Antonio's neck, tangling your fingers in his hair. Lifting your hips up slightly, you started to meet his movements with your own. Reaching down, he lifted one of your legs up over the crook of his arm, his pace quickening.

"Fuck... (Y/N), you feel so good." Huffing out a small laugh, you pulled on his hair slightly tugging him down to you, your voice merely a whisper.

"Then go faster papi." Antonio let out a low growl, pinning your hip down he started to move quicker, reaching back, you gripped onto the headboard. His mouth was on you, fiercely kissing you until your lungs burned through lack of air. You knew you would have a bruise on your hip from how hard he was gripping you, not to mention the bruises that would no doubt circle your wrists from the cuffs.

"(Y/N)... I'm so close."

"Me too... just... I need." Glancing down between you, Antonio understood what you wanted. Shifting his hand from your thigh, he started to circle your clit, pressing harder to match his thrust. White lights seemed to burst behind your eyes, your legs wrapping tightly around 'Tonio's waist.

"Antonio!" Calling his name you couldn't help but sink your teeth into his shoulder as you came, gripping onto him as your climax pulled you into a blissful state. 'Tonio followed close after you, your name falling from his lips as though a prayer, his head dropped into the dip of your neck. You didn't remember him stopping, just that the world around you became quiet, your hands has loosened their grip on his flushed skin, your head pressed gently against his.

"You with me Dawson?" You managed to mutter against him.

"Mmmhmm." Shifting himself he laid next to you, reaching for his jeans to grab the key to the cuffs. Offering your hands to him, he deftly unlocked them with the skill of a man who had done that a thousand times in his life.

"Ah shit (Y/N) your wrists." Sitting up a little, worry filled his face as he looked at the purple rings already forming on your wrists.

"Hey... don't worry I'll be fine. I've got some really good makeup that will cover these over." He glanced up at your face, his eyes filled with guilt.

"What if it doesn't?" Grinning, you winked at him,

"Well then I will just have to tell people that this new guy I'm seeing is a filthy bastard, amazing in bed and enjoys cuffing me." A small smirk flittered over his handsome face.

"Amazing huh?" Pulling him down, you kissed him deeply.

"Very amazing... although I may need to go a few more rounds... just to be sure." Eyes widening at your comment, you grinned widly.

"Well... maybe after we sleep off this long ass day we've just had, and after that... I think I'm going to sleep for a week." Smiling, Antonio leaned down and placed a kiss on each of your wrists, then turned and kissed you softly.

"Sounds good to me mi amor." Pulling you close to him, he wrapped his arm around you as you managed to pull up the duvet. Snuggling down, you felt Antonio's breathing become even as he slowly fell asleep. Humming quietly, you pressed a kiss to his chest glimpsing the marks you had left on him. Hopefully, he had a lot of high neck shirts to wear until it went down. Grinning to yourself, you settled down against him enjoying the feeling of finally having Detective Dawson all to yourself.

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

“His gaze softened” at the farmer with Jio and Isaac? I hope it’s not much to ask, it can be a headcanon or whatever you’re comfortable writing

Hey hey, dear anon!👋

To this, I decided to write small scenarios, hope you don't mind. Thanks for the ask and enjoy! ❤️

Jio:

"Thank you so much! We are now free! Thank you! Thank you!"

Like fireflies, the freed souls had been circling the Farmer for several minutes now, their delicate voices shouting words of gratitude to their saviour from Gabriella's corruption. The surprised young Farmer, while picking wildflowers in Ridge Forest, didn't notice at all how in an instant they were surrounded by flying souls, once cursed, now given a well-deserved rest.

And before being in Yoba's embrace, the little souls want to thank the brave hero one last time for their exploits.

Jio, who had caught this amazing scene during his patrol, decided to stay in disguise, hidden from the eyes of the Farmer themself and from the spirits. The curious elf's gaze was completely fixed on the owner of the farm, a descendant of their Grandmother, the same heroine that had also stopped the spreading evil in Ridgeside Village, alas at the cost of her own life.

Even Jio, who was stingy with his emotions, couldn't hold back a smile as the flying freed souls circled over Farmer, bestowing small kisses on them. Oh, how the Farmer laughed at the ticklish ghostly touches, how their cheeks turned slightly pink with praise, how their eyes splashed with genuine joy that they had been able to help the tortured souls finally find freedom and peace!

And how Jio's gaze softened at the sight of them...

Always pestering him, always running around, always helping everyone in trouble, always naive, always listening, always kind. Always so... so...

"O ho ho! Did someone fall in love?"

Naturally, Daia dodged the swing of Jio's sword, who was not the least bit sorry at the raised weapon against his colleague. For there's no need to sneak up on him like that and scare him!

Giving the giggling Daia a stern look, the elf vanished into the mist and disappeared. In the future, he made a note to himself that he would go on patrol alone...

Isaac:

Isaac still couldn't understand how he had ended up at the Flower Dance in the Stardew Valley, a place where the distance from here to the Castle Village was almost a continent. He could understand the reason for his identity's presence at Spirit's Eve, since Isaac was in charge of catching Shadow brute and skeletons, so why he's here? But Camilla had the last word, so now they both joined in watching the young Pelican couples dance.

Bored with those silly slow movements to the music, Isaac involuntarily shifted his gaze to Farmer, who was standing not far away and also watching the dance.

It was strange why they weren't dancing. There were plenty of partners to choose from, could they not find anyone?

Especially since they are dressed as smartly as the others. They were neat, with flowers and bright patterns on their clothes - Isaac often found them soiled in the mud and blood of monsters, but here it was as if they were completely different person. So mesmerising... The experienced adventurer with the scar couldn't stop looking at them.

He hadn't noticed that he'd been staring at them for a minute, that his gaze had softened, that he'd fallen into dreamy thoughts.

But Camilla did notice, and with a giggle and a sly smile, she brought Isaac out of his daze. The adventurer immediately came to his senses, giving the witch of the Castle Village an stern look which made Camilla's grin even wider. Luckily for Isaac, she didn't comment on this, but that doesn't mean Isaac won't have to endure more teasing from her. Sigh...

[nights-legacy]

Meeting My Hero - Bakugou x Reader Pt. 1

Masterlist ~ MHA Masterlist ~ #2

Authors note: Here it is the next series you guys helped me pick out!!!!

1,334 words

Pro Hero AU

Warning: mugging, vague intention of assault, language

+ You are a quirkless person living in a world life full of people with powers. You live pay check to pay check working at a stingy ramen shop. On the at to work one day, you come across a villain fight. Dynamight is the hero on scene, and you can't help but admire the man. You seem to have a moment with the hero, but don't think into it. Not until later that night when you meet the hero face to face.

I tapped my foot impatiently, willing the train to go faster. I was already running behind and then the train was running late. I pushed my way through the people when the train stopped. I ran through the station and down to the street at a speed that would rival Deku and Ingenium.

"Please don't fire me. Please don't fire me." I repeated the manta as I ran down the street. I turned a corner and skidded to a stop at the crowd. I finally noticed the sound of a fight. "A villain attack?"

"No, just a wannabe that came out at the wrong time." Someone next to me spoke up. I turned to see a teenage girl.

"Who is fighting?"

"Dynamight!" She squealed in excitement. My eyes darted back to the fight. We weren't standing too far away from the fight zone. I could see the two duking it out. Dynamight was my favorite hero by far but I never got to see him in person.

"You fucker!" Dynamight yelled after getting hit particularly hard. I watched as he gave one final explosive blow and it was over. I cheered with the crowd. I watched as he handed the perp over to the cops. Press were quickly all up on him.

"He's so dreamy!" The girl next to me squealed.

"Yeah, he is." I looked him up and down, admiring his exquisite beauty. I got to his face as he pulled down his mask. There was a black line where his mask had been. It made his red eyes pop and I would love to be able to see them up close. I may have a small crush on the Pro. 

He answered a few questions before he looked around. He was always so vigilant. I froze when his eyes suddenly met mine. His face moved from stern to stunned. His whole stance seemed to loosen as his arms dropped. To me, it was like the world faded away. That was until my phone broke the trance.

"Shit!" I pulled it out. It was my boss calling. "Hello?"

"Where are you!" I pulled the phone away from my ear, flinching. I looked back to see Dynamight still looking at me.

"I'm sorry there was a villain attack..." I kept explaining while taking reluctant steps back. I wanted to stay but couldn't afford to lose my job. I signed sadly before turning slowly to leave. I thought I saw him move my way in my peripheral but figured it was someone in the crowd. I took off running down the street.

* Time Skip to Late that Night *

I locked up the shop, rattling the doors to make sure before turning to go. I walked through the quiet streets towards the train station. I shivered as a cold breeze hit me. I pulled my jacket closer to me.

"Damn. Where did the nice warm weather go?" I sped up a little, hoping to get there faster. I passed by the scene from earlier to see it already cleaned up. "They work fast."

I was just about to the station when my path was blocked by two men. I stuttered to a stop, an anxious feeling setting in my stomach. I took a few steps back but ran into someone else. Before I could even comprehend what was going on, I was being drug into the alley.

"Hey!" I screamed. I was thrown to the ground while my bag was ripped from my grasp. I gasped in pain as some gravel dug into my skin. I quickly turned to look at at the men. They were going through my bag.

"Nothing. There is nothing here!" One guy yelled before throwing the bag to the side. 

"They must have something on them." Another smirked. Cold panic shot through me and I began to back up. They grabbed me, yanking me to my feet. They dug through my pockets and pulled at my clothes, ignoring my yells of protest.

"Stop it! Let me go!" I hit at them. One must have gotten tired of my fighting because they hit me across the face.

"Nothing again!" I got thrown to the ground again. I was winded, gasping. I tried to back away as best I could. They began to advance on me.

"I wouldn't take another step if I were you..." They froze. I looked to the opening of the alley to see a large silhouette. I could see the headpiece and immediately I knew it was Dynamight. He let off a few explosions as a warning and they took off.

"Fuck." I yelped as I tried to get up. A gentle pair of hands were wrapped around my arm and waist. I looked up to see Dynamight helping me up. "Thank you."

"Of course. Are you alright?" I could have swooned at the soft voice he spoke to me with. I nodded.

"I'm a little bruised and beaten." I went to move away but my knees gave out. He caught me before I fell and pulled me into his chest.

"Do I need to take you to the hospital?" He asked. I could see him squint in the low light of the alley, looking me over. I wonder if he recognized me.

"No. I'm not that bad. Just shaken up a bit." He didn't reply verbally but nodded. He made sure I could stand on my own before going over and picking up the contents of my bag. He slung it over his shoulder and came back over.

"Come on. I'll make sure you get home safe." He started walking us out of the alley.

"But shouldn't you be getting back to..." I didn't want to take him away from his hero duties.

"I'm off the clock." He said simply. He looked at me expectantly as we exited the alley.

"Oh, train station. I live on the East side." He nodded.

We did get alot of looks on the train. The number a hero on the train instead of personal transport. He had sat me down and stood in front of me. The movement of the train seemed to not effect him at all. It was like he was unmoving tree. I secretly admired him from my seat. Taking in his beauty up close.

"Wicks Ave, right?" He spoke up. I nodded. He held out his hand and pulled me up with his other hand on my bicep. I told him directions to my shitty apartment. I could see the look of disdain for the place in his eyes.

"Well this is me." I stopped at my apartment door. He handed me my bag. I dug out the keys and unlocked the door. I hung my bag on my hook by the door bere turning back to him. "Thank you for saving me... for bringing me home..."

"It's no problem. It's my job."

"I don't think it's in the job description to escort the victem home." I leant against the door frame. He smiled while scratching the back of his neck.

"Yeah. But like I said, my shift had just ended." I smiled before a yawn forced its way out.

"Oh, shit, sorry." I turned away.

"I should let you get some rest. If you start to feel worse, go to the hospital or a clinic. Ya hear me?" An authoritative tone took over his voice.

"Yes, Sir." I nodded. "Goodnight, Dynamight."

"Wait!" I stopped closing the door and looked at him intrigued. "Umm. What's your name?"

"L/N Y/N." I answered without a second thought.

"Goodnight L/N." I returned and bit my lip as he walked away. I repeated the way he said my name in my mind as I closed the door.

"I just met Pro Hero Dynamight." I said all giddy. I would have done a happy dance if my body wasn't aching. I took a hot shower before dressing any wounds I found. That night I went to bed thinking about the handsome blonde pro.

Tag List: @lilparcheesie @dxnaii-rxse @iris-shihabi @l0vely-lee

[fortheloveofarchons]

Nanami Kento, the man with greenest flag to ever exist :D

I just love this man so much like-- As much as I love the jjk cast, Nanami is written to be the most realistic character I've ever seen so far.

Even with his cynical and pragmatism in the beginning, you can slowly see that he truly cares for everyone and always prioritise others more than himself, which could be argued to not a good quality. But as one of the adult characters in a jjk world, it definitely shows that he's not a selfish character who runs away from battle but takes care of others to make sure no one gets hurt even if it meant harming himself in the process.

Admittedly, when I saw him on season one (I didn't watch jjk much just saw clips of it on YouTube), I didn't think much of it but find him very funny in the beginning to see how direct and pessimistic he is. But during the scene when Mahito trapped him in a domain expansion, and the moment they showed his backstory I was hooked about him.

When he took those sunglasses off and showed his face I was like-- Wait, hold up-- He's kinda handsome...

Like-- Okay, I get why people would call Gojo a daddy, but to me he felt more like a goofy uncle and the real father is Nanami.

As I said in my previous posts, father is fathering.

And this father is free therapy.

I'll be a bit personal, during the next few years I got some terrible family news (which made me see a guidance councelor during high school) and had a few guys take advantage of me for academic validation which soon made me had a thing for hot dilfs because of it :D

Don't worry, I'm okay for now. Just that I definitely won't trust guys who act 'genuine' with me and made me feel like I could open up to them.

And I definitely don't wanna date men who have anger issues.

So yeah, when season two rolled in and I finally decided to watch the whole of season one. After watching it, I was completely swooned.

Like, I knew I like him. But when did I start wishing for a man like him? He immediately went from a character I like to a character that I would be emotionally attached too.

Tall, buff, kind, respectful, stern, a foodie, financially stable-- A man like him would definitely scold me when I made a mistake (not in a violent way but in a gentle way) and would tell me how disappointed he is of me. I would then apologise to him, telling him that I won't do it again. And then he'll pat my head and say, "Good girl, I know you can do better."

Swooooonnnn~

...aaannnnd that he's definitely the guy who could rail me well, and then teaches me how to do taxes after that session of railing.

Also, Tsuda Kenjiro's performance as his JP VA immediately had me applauding for his work! He really brought out the best when it came to voicing characters like Nanami. Will be looking forward to more of Tsuda Kenjiro's upcoming projects and works!

Spoilers for Jujutsu Kaisen Season 2 Shibuya Arc:

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Okay, but as a Malaysian, I was very happy when he mentioned Malaysia and I was like-- YO??? My country??? Let's gooooooo!!!

But also really heartbreaking... I saw the manga spoilers before season two was announced. And yet, now that I have an emotional attachment to him it really broke me that we lost a lot of favs this season two. I remember crying for about two weeks (it still hurts when I watch that episode) and I made a fanfic about him taking care of Yuji in Jujutsu Kindergarten, where everything is all okay and that Nanami gets himself a love interest.

For those who wanna read that said fanfic for serotonin boosts, it's called "Jujutsu Spiderverse Scrolls" and you can read it on Ao3! Yes, I know the title sounds odd, but I promise you it'll be a serotonin blast!

Don't worry Nanamin, I bought a thirty cm plushie of you so you'll always be in Malaysia relaxing! And a bunch of posters of you, and stickers, and polaroid photos...

Yep, I'm in my hyperfixation moment.

Either way, I'm still glad to have watched this anime. If not, I wouldn't have found a character with the most beautiful soul that I want to protect at all cost.

Rest in Paradise my King.

[marvelmymarvel]

Feel Like A Failure

Jiraiya x Reader

Synopsis: upon Jiraiyas return, you learned that he was hurt while trying to help Naruto unleash the tails. Being the one that raised Naruto, you felt sick upon the sight of the scar, wondering if you could have done something to prevent it.

A/n: Fluff and angst. My specialty. Also I will admit that this scene had me screaming when I first saw it almost two years ago.

"Show it to me"

Your words had him cringing beside you. All he wanted was to cuddle with you and get a nap in, but the minute your fingers touched his chest he knew it was all over. There was no hiding the prominent and deep scar that resided there.

"Y/n..."

"Jiraiya so help me. Show it to me" you snapped, body flying up from where you were laying beside him in order to straddle his hips. He let out a groan as your fingers immediately grasped the hem of his shirt, your eyes locked with his. Challenging him to see who would show it first. "Before you do this. Know that it wasn't his fault.

Your blood ran cold and your eyes widened as you recalled the way it felt above the shirt. It felt like...

"I'm gonna be sick" you whimpered out, but you pushed up the material none the less. Jiraiya winced at the way your face paled. He didn't think it looked terrible, but you didn't care about how it looked. You cared about how it was created. "Oh..." you breathed out, shaky fingers lowering to trace the tail shape formations above his abs. "It wasn't his fault... I promise you-"

"You're right.... It's mine"

Jiraiya felt his heart stop at your words. Your fault??? How was this your fault??? Your shaky intake of breath brought him back but your teary eyes confused him further. "My love how is this your fault? I was the one that released it" he whispered, large hand coming up to cover the one still tracing the scar, stopping it in its place. He could tell that you were going deeper and deeper into a dark mindset and he had to stop it quickly. "I should have trained him better. Should have helped him with releasing when he was younger. He would have had better control and, and and-"

"And he would have killed you" Jiraiya's stern voice cut through your silly rambling. Your job was to love him and keep him alive and safe, it wasn't your job to release the beast inside of him. Still, despite his words, you shook your head violently as you ripped your pinned hand away from him. He tried to reach for you, seeing you slink deeper and deeper into your mind but you climbed off of him and the bed before he had the chance. "He should have started training earlier. I should have disciplined him more and pushed him harder. But I thought that who he was was fine. To me he was fine, I still think he's fine but... but this... Gods... I feel like a failure"

Jiraiya shot off the bed, hand ripping down his shirt as he swooped your pacing form into his embrace. "You did just fine. No one could have raised him better than you did so don't you dare say you feel like a failure. You gave up your childhood to raise him.-"

"He hurt you Jiraiya-"

"He would have killed you. I would rather be hurt than without you" his anger wasn't directed at you, but more so the dark thoughts you always let run wild in your mind. His eyes, full of love and adoration, searched your teary ones, as if hoping to find the parasite that made you think this way. Your head bowed in shame, hands intertwining with one another as you tried to ignore his heavy gaze. "Hey" your eyes slowly raised to his and while you tried your best to keep them locked, you couldn't help but look away when it got too intense.

"You releasing it earlier would have caused so many deaths... He wasn't ready for that, Y/n. You did the best thing you could do for him, and that was instilling hope and preserverance deep within him. That kid doesn't give up on anything. And while it is annoying, I can't help but feel proud of you. Because you did that. Not me, not Kakashi, not Iruga-"

"Iruka" you corrected, causing him to roll his eyes before continuing.

"Yes Iruka sorry. None of them could have done that. So yeah, he left a nasty scar on me, but that kid is going to go so far thanks to you." A smile formed on your lips at his little speech. "You're cheesy" you giggled, cheeks growing red as he simply smiled lovingly at you. "I guess you've instilled a bit of romance into me, what can I say" he cooed out, eyes glinting with pure, unfiltered love. You return the smile before pressing your lips sweetly against his. "Now that you know you aren't a failure... Can we take a nap now?"

You let out a booming laugh, eyes crinkling as you took in his request. "Sure my love. We can nap all week if you'd like to"

[mermaidsirennikita]

Weekly Book Recs 4/12/24-4/26/24

Regarding the Duke by Grace Callaway

I have a new favorite Grace Callaway! Amnesia, as a trope, is very hit or miss for me... but when it hits, it really hits. What also hits? A stern, revenge-driven man who can't admit that he's in love, AND a marriage in trouble, and that same man completely breaking down when he realizes that he was So Wrong About Everything. This book has all of that, plus a very conventionally feminine wife and mother heroine who's so sweet yet also so fun. It's also super, super hot. I had so much fun. I was so Swept Away. It's great.

The Stars Too Fondly by Emily Hamilton

Gays In Space, the book. This is out in June, so I'll give more of my thoughts sometime next month but like... This is billed as a sapphic sci-fi romcom, and I wouldn't say that's WRONG, but there's a lot more to it. Like: grief, mystery, the temptation of running away from reality, and the problem with falling for a hologram. I was really impressed.

Played by Naima Simone

Another one that's not out for a while (September, to be exact) but like... A firefighter finds the sad journal of a growly hockey-playing widower and finds herself falling in love? Despite him being unable to offer anything emotional? PLEASE.

The Duke Redemption by Grace Callaway

If there's one thing I love, it's a book where they fuck first and have feelings later. And in this one, they fuck... immediately. Like, within twenty minutes of meeting. But it was a masked orgy situation! And she was hiding her identity due to her hideous (not hideous) scar! And she's a surprise virgin but really good at hiding it! This is a fun gender-flipped Beauty and the Beast situation, with the kind of light mystery Grace Callaway loves, and a hero who literally paces back and forth after finding out he accidentally deflowered this woman (who refuses to marry him) because he's NOT! THAT! GUY! (Anymore.) Also, they have sex in a cage, which I always approve of.

The Return of the Duke by Grace Callaway

Do you like a sweeping marriage of convenience story, with a heroine who needs to be My Fairy Lady'd? Look no further. Severin is looking for the ideal duchess (he has a whole "was raised on the mean streets but found out he was a secret duke" situation) to help him introduce his four(!) illegitimate siblings to high society. Except then he accidentally deflowers (again, love this) a tinker's daughter in the WOODS and is too honorable to NOT marry her, and also she's HOT, so even though he Cannot Love, they'll just have a fun fuck marriage, right? Even if she can't say the "H" sound? Sure. Fancy is actually such a great heroine, and this actually works very well in a way that I think a lot of books with this scenario wouldn't. And it's HOT, with a third act reveal that's so bonkers it's delightful.

The Trouble with Inventing a Viscount by Vivienne Lorret

Another ARC, so I'll stay somewhat tight-lipped. But suffice to say--this is about a hot girl who knows she's a hot girl (how refreshing) conning a con man, only to have him show up a year later pretending to be the long-lost viscount she's been betrothed to since infancy. And he's fully prepared to scam his way all the way to the altar, whether they like it or not. This has the single most insane erotic eating (not that, literally eating food) scene I have ever read in my life. Like, they're having a picnic, but it feels like he's hitting it raw. I was. So happy.

[ivanzplaid]

Can you please do a Grabber× Reader where the Grabber somehow survives the final fight with Finney and Reader finds him and takes care of him?

first time i saw this, loved it, read it over and ill tell you it took a bit to come up with how the reader would stumble across this man while finney still made it out, butttt hopefulllyyy this lives up to what you wanted!

requests are open as always, dont hesitate to ask! they keep me writing, as well as any other interactions on this post!

The Grabber x Gn Reader!

Warnings: Obsessive behavior, Infatuation, Wound description, The Grabber, Language

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His head lay still against the concrete floor, left for dead by the little shit who escaped. His foot left twisted between the metal screen that was torn off his wall, head aching. The time he was left with was limited, the kid left him a few minutes ago, he knew he had to move, even if it killed him. Pulling himself up, a burning, scarring pain seared into his mind, but he was running on borrowed time, and he knew it.

By gods will, he managed to shimmy out, his leg severely fucked up, but using the strength left in his arms to push himself up and out of the hole, it worked. Maneuvering his one good foot and arms to guide him up the stairs, and out of his back door, the sunlight shone on his face. It was severely impressive, even he was dumb founded as he scattered through his backyard, hopping the fence into the street, just trying to cover ground as quickly as possible. Sirens grew softer and softer the more he moved, or maybe it was his conscious starting to slip, but either way, he found himself away from the scene. Sure, he would have the cops on his ass till the end of time, but he wasn't in their custody.

The pavement below him started to shake, his movements growing uneven as he continued on. He shouldn't even be moving by the damage that Finney did, that kid knows how to wield a weapon, had to give it to him. A stupid grin showed up on his face as he walked just thinking about it. Eventually, it was his time. Sitting became the only option, and he found himself on the curb. The sun was risen halfway, but the streets were empty, its action was set to a minimum, so when he heard the slightest of noise coming from behind him, even in his delirious state, he swiveled around, and his gaze landed on you.

"Sir? Do- Are you alright? Do you need to come inside?"

Bless your naive heart. You stood there gently, hands in your pockets, but still leaned over urgently. He analyzed you for a moment, you were ordinary in all boxes, but thats what he needed, someone ordinary in his life. He spoke briefly after, excited to take in your offer.

"Why thank you, I was in a predicament with two younger men, and I've gotten myself quite beaten up, I'll take you on your offer."

Lying was his other language, it came out easy on his lips, which made you blindly trust him, urging him inside, hand on the mans back, guiding him inside. Gentle touch was nice on him, but he still winced even at the lightest contact. Inside of your home was sweet to his eye, he picked up on your style hastily, and took a liking to it even faster. Your chairs, a creamy white, soon stained red after he sat down. Sighing out in pain, his eyes met yours, finding the humanity in yours touching. He wasn't used to such saint behavior, most people in town had stern personalities, enforcing his hatred against everybody. However, you, you were the first time he felt faith in something. He wanted to worship you, take you away like the god you were so you wouldn't be tainted from humanity. But he sat patiently, hands folded as you gathered everything from your medicine cabinet, kitchen, and bathroom to help clean the man up.

"This is all I have, I know how to treat most of your injuries, are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?"

Your careless question made his fist tighten, the thought of the consequences going through his head caused an even bigger headache, flaring up in an instant.

"No.. no I'll be fine here. Your care is more than I could ask for."

He smiled back at you, trying to make you acquainted with his presence. The sooner he recovered, the sooner he could have you, do what is best for you. The soft demeanor you gave off not only calmed him, but riled him up. He was never a patient person for things he wanted,

and he wanted you.

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something quick for tonight, really incorporated his awful essence in this one, but i just wanted to publish smth! next fic that comes out will most likely be fulfilling a vance request i got, thank you yall!!

requests r opeeeennn and have a lovely night <3