#How to catch a cheater for free

[blooddlusts]

WHAT A COINCIDENCE ⋆｡°✩ lee heeseung

( YOUR PHONE JUST DIED ) ── cheater! lee heeseung x fem! reader

synopsis: in which you catch heeseung with the person he told you not to worry about...

fic notes: cheater! lee heeseung x fem! reader, mentions of alcohol, cursing, heated argument, caught in the act of cheating, reader is a workaholic

kiara's notes: had this idea in the back of my brain for a while now. i guess sabrina's new song really gave me the motivation to actually write this lols

word count: 1.2k

the last time you checked, you weren't planning on going on to that club. as matter of fact, your whole day was completely revolved around the date that you and heeseung were going to have that night. it had been ages since you two had a date. granted, you had been working long hours at your job but still. the date had been circled in red marker on the calendar you two shared at your apartment and you couldn't help but feel giddy as you continued to look down at your watch counting down the minutes to be with him.

that was, of course, until your face dropped. the day you two had spent giggling with excitement about, the day that you had been looking forward to the whole week had plummeted with one text:

can't make it to our date today. something came up with work, maybe we can reschedule another day? i'm sorry for the last minute cancellation. love u

it felt like someone had punched you in the stomach —quite literally. you'd think after hearing heeseung complain about how you're hardly home, how he doesn't see you, how he wants to spend more time with you would mean he would put this date as a priority. yet, you knew better than anyone what it meant to be committed to work. you couldn't blame him. if anything the person to blame was yourself.

and so there you sat in your seat, staring at the text message, trying to find every way to let the fake smile sink into your lips. date cancelled, no plans for the night —you looked over to your co-worker and nodded. it turns out you were free tonight after all.

and so that's how you found yourself at the club. that's how you found yourself laughing with your co-workers as the music blared in your ears and you found yourself taking shots to ease the sinking pit in your stomach. but not even the alcohol could calm the knots that continued to twist your gut.

it had been hours since heeseung cancelled your date. and while you texted him back asking when would be best to reschedule, he didn't answer. no text. nothing. it was as if he had disappeared off of the face of the earth. and while you were used to him not being able to give direct answers, at least he would react to your message. but not tonight. it was complete radio silence.

you had to be drunk because now you could hear his laugh echoing in your ear. yeah, that has to be the answer. at least, that's what you say to reassure yourself as you grab the lonely shot that's waiting for you at the bar. you quickly take the shot while turning around to eye the crowded club in front of you. if only you hadn't.

if the punch to the stomach had been bad this morning, consider the following like someone had ripped your heart out and stepped on it in front of you. because there he was, fucking lee heeseung. his phone was out and he was there taking selfies with a girl who had her lips glued to his cheek. what the actual fuck.

you squeezed your eyes shut. you shook your head. this was a dream, it had to be. but as you opened your eyes to see him wrap his arms around the girl and press a kiss to her neck you realized that you were not trapped in a dream, rather, you were in a nightmare.

and yet, as you squinted your eyes. you could make out the face of the girl that was away from you. and this time, even after someone had stepped on your heart, it felt like they had just stabbed it. because the last time you checked, the girl that was gnawing at your boyfriend's neck just so happened to be the supposed "ex-girlfriend" heeseung told you not to worry about. you know? the one that he said he was "just friends with?" fucking bullshit.

you immediately called him, seeing what he would do. consider it a stupid action because you watched in realtime as he looked down at his phone, saw your name on screen and declined your call. so this was more important than the date?

it had to be the drinks that made you walk over to him. it was definitely the alcohol that made you shove his ex-girlfriend off of his neck. but no alcohol was responsible for you slapping him across the face. and in that moment, you could see heeseung go from complete anger to absolute wide eyes as he saw whose hand had slapped him.

he didn't say anything when you grabbed him by his wrist and proceeded to drag him out of the club. he didn't say anything when you yelled at his "ex-girlfriend" to "get the hell out of your face and go fuck some other asshole." in fact, he remained silent until you had his back pressed against the building as you two were outside of the club in the cold air with only the streetlamp to illuminate your faces.

"look, i can explain,"

"oh please, go ahead. explain to me why i saw you out there with your ex-girlfriend. explain to me why she was out there sucking on your neck. is that the so called 'work thing' that you had to cancel our date for?"

"oh come on, i was saving you the trouble,"

"what the hell are you talking about?"

"you know exactly what i'm talking about. every damn time i try to schedule any time with you it always gets shut down with work—"

"—so that's what this is about? my job? you think that's a good excuse for cheating on me with your ex out of all people?"

"it's not like that,"

"oh really. because you had your hands all over her two seconds ago. i asked when would be best to reschedule for our date and don't say your 'phone died' or any of that bullshit i saw you take pictures with her," you said as you started jabbing your fingers into his chest.

"look, she was lonely and she needed some company, okay? we're still friends—"

"—oh, so do you kiss all of your friends?"

"okay fine. you know what, you caught me. yeah, i was cheating on you, okay? and you know what, i honestly don't give a damn that you found out. because you know what, at least she cares about me!" heeseung snapped as he threw his hands up in the air.

"what are you talking about? i care about you?"

"please, stop lying to yourself. all you care about is your damn job. you don't have any time for anyone, you don't have time for your friends, and you definitely don't have time for us,"

it felt like a dozen of paper cuts had burned into your heart when those words escaped his lips. but clearly, heeseung didn't care seeing the tears prick your eyes. he made it clear who he had picked. and it wasn't you.

"fine. go back to her,"

"i was always planning to,"

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[jaysguitarstring]

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[omgfangirlland]

The Shadows That Nurture 18

Ch 19 is done- could have split it into 2 chapters, but honestly- it feels right to keep it as is. Kinda teared up making it ngl but I may just be an overly emotional mess so 🫠I'll let y'all judge that one-

CW: Gore and blood- like more than just the mention of a wound and blood.

Enjoy CH 18!

Masterlist || First || previous<< Chapter 18 >>next

“-fucker!” You hiss at Nolan after he spewed the whole story about how you and Mark were right and how he felt while swaying with your little purple brother on your hip. After everything he did, all he has is the gall. “How dare you- you- you-“ Mark quickly filled in for you. “Cheater? Asshole? Kid beater?” One of your hands moved to the traumatized young man, the image of his father tonguing the alien lady forever burned into his mind. “Yes. Not only do you beat Mark up, destroy shit, and make mom go into a depressive, alcoholic- I can’t call it an episode it held for a year, it’s still happening-“ You sigh and turn your back to the man. “I can’t look at you, your stupid mustache makes me too mad- You go and have a kid?!” You turn to Andressa. “You deserve so much better, I’m sorry you had the displeasure of meeting my father. Cute kid though.” With your back still turned to Nolan you continue your rambling, Mark filling in when you’re catching your breath or unable to find your words.

Nolan should feel some kind of anger, but he could only feel pride, the shame being drowned out as he sees his kids take to their baby brother like mules to water. He expected the anger, and he received it, he expected a full-blown fight, actually. But the softness you gave to the baby, the grace you gave Andressa warmed his soul. The man’s face twitched, fighting back a cringe at the thought. The softness is everything the Viltrumites stood against.

Your rambling got cut short as Nolan wrapped his arms around the three of you, squeezing gently while burying his face between his three kids. “I’ve missed you both, so much. I’ve missed your mother even more.” The older man’s words almost softened Mark. Almost. But for both of you, the wound was still too fresh. “I’m sure you’ve missed your pets quite a lot.” Your hissing and struggle to get out of Nolan’s grip were futile, the man just held you tighter. “I’m never letting you out of my grasp.” The old man continued, gently swaying making you groan, and Mark snorted with dry amusement, anger slowly overtaking him too. Mark should have listened to you, this was definitely a trap. He should have also let you punch him. Just once.

“My road to forgiveness is going to be long. But I didn’t get you here for that.” The man slightly pulls away but doesn’t let go. “By now, Viltrum knows I've left my post. They'll track me, and they'll find this planet. And when they do, they'll see your brother as inferior and kill him. And I can’t stop them alone, but we can together.”  

“You almost killed me, then lied to us to get us here. And now you want us to risk our lives to save some kid you had with another woman while still married to Mom?” Mark huffed, now starting to struggle as you gave up. “You signed their death warrant.” Your whisper was mostly for yourself as you soothingly ran your free hand along the baby’s back. Whether you were trying to soothe him or yourself you weren’t sure.

“And now I’m asking for your help. They’re good people. Innocent. Please-”  His begging was interrupted by you quickly saying you’ll help. “But I’m not doing this for you. Like you said, they’re innocent.” Mark sighs, but folds too. “You’re lucky she’s been helping me train. Does a better job than you too.” Nolan just smiles at the jab. “There’s still time to get better-“ Nolan’s words are interrupted by a loud bang and panicked chatter and screams that followed. “No, it’s too soon. We need more time.”

“Clearly there’s no time. Tell us what to do.” You hand your baby brother to Andressa, gently caressing her shoulder to soothe her worries. “Get Andressa and your brother to safety- she’ll show you.” The older Viltrumite pushed you two toward an exit. “But we can fight-“ your argument was quickly shut down. “Not now, go!” You looked at Mark with a pout and picked Andressa up. It was time to move.

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Debbie looked worried at her phone. Over the week you had sent her small updates, about every other day. Today was that other day. She tried to reason that John Constantine doesn’t seem that reliable- I mean, a spell that can help you get a cellphone signal even in hell? That’s absurd. It must be an off-and-on thing, only sometimes working.

She taps the table she had been sitting at. Her instincts told her something was going wrong, that her babies were in danger. She sighs and closes her phone. Maybe you were just tired. Yes- it must be that.

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All three soldiers came after you four, not taking the bait of your father’s distraction. Divide and conquer was the word, so after making sure Andressa and the baby were okay, the fight started. With Nolan taking care of Lucan and Mark busy with Thula, you took Vidor, each one of you pushing them as far away from the caverns as possible.

You weren’t quite putting your all in the fight, sure, you threw a punch there, a kick here, a block and redirect the other way, but you were more interested in his fighting style. He dodged but mostly took the hits. You weren’t sure if this was a personal style or the base fighting style for the race- but it was pompous like he truly believed he was invincible.

Your distraction gave Vidor the opportunity to land a hit, the crack of bones resounded in your ears, but as he gasped in pain at his broken hand you remained unmoved. With a sigh, you grab his other hand that was swinging for you. “Guess the cat’s out of the bag.” Your hand squeezed his wrist. “Amazing what immortality and some magic can do to a motherfucker, no?” Your glowing eyes send a shiver through his spine as he struggles to get out of your grip.

The glint of a metallic microphone-type bracelet wrapped around his wrist catches your eye. “Is this thing transmitting live to the mothership?” Your question is met with a hissed yes and another swing from his broken hand, only resulting in more of his pained grunts. “Good. I have a warning for your kin.”

Your eyes look straight into Vidor’s visor where you assumed the camera was, if there was one. “Stay away from my loved ones, my family, and stay off my planet. Or meet the same fate.” Vidor has only felt fear like this in front of his Grand Regent, to say he felt ashamed for being scared of a human kid would be little said.

“Same fa-ack!” His hissed words were quickly cut off as your hands clapped around his head, effectively mushing his skull to bits, blood and brain matter splashed on your costume and drenched your hands, his eyes popping out of their sockets. Vidor’s body detached and fell as you gave one final squeeze, making sure to grind the bigger pieces of the bone in your palms into powder. “Shame. I’m sure I could have learned a lot from you.” You simply wipe your hands off and descend, flying where you heard a crash happen.

The closer you got the better you saw the other Viltrumite. “Next time you kill somebody… make sure th-“ Lucan gasped as he felt someone crash into his body, pushing him off Nolan and smashing him into a rock, knocking him out. “You Viltrumites talk a lot during your fights.” You mutter as you look over at Nolan and Mark. “And is the fighting like you’re the immortal ones a race thing?... Is your spine broken?”

“Yes.” Nolan whines, gasping in pain. “To both questions.” Mark pouts, rubbing his elbow. “You know, my elbow kind of hurts too- I did make that lady break her jaw on it.” While Nolan grunts out his son’s name with disappointment you look over at Mark, eyes going from his bloodied, beat-up form to the twitching body of Thula. “Hm. Nice work. You both look hella beat up tho.” Both men just sigh.

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After making sure Mark and Nolan were taken care of and that Andressa and the baby were okay you quickly went and grabbed the bodies of the three soldiers, going up into space to dispose of them. Your eyes met the sight of a stationary spaceship and you gave a toothy smirk. “Remember my warning. This is your one, and only reminder.” You transmitted the message to everyone on the ship once you recognized the symbol on it.

Your hands let go of the three Viltrumites and you turned your back to the ship. You had bigger things to worry about than some prideful fools, like texting your mom and informing her that everything is fine.

The Viltrumites on the ship stood frozen for a second as they processed the message. “That’s kinda hot.” One young Viltrumite muttered, the silence making her be heard quite loudly. She cleared her throat as a few eyes turned to look at her, quickly making an exit. “I’ll uh- go get the medics.”

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Debbie and Art stared at the message on her phone until the screen went dark. “Mark and I are fine. But theoretically, hypothetically in Minecraft- how would you feel about us finding Nolan and he HYPOTHETICALLY had a kid with a race of aliens that only lives a year, so now his mom would like die in two months and leave a toddler behind that’s actually like a few days old?... Theoretically.”

The woman’s eyes looked at the empty bottle on the table. “We need more alcohol.” She mutters, quickly being followed by the old man with a quiet yup. “Come on, I’ll pay for the bottles.” Art grunts as he gets up, gently nudging her to do the same while mumbling something about getting too old and retiring.

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Sneak peek of ch 19:

“You called mom a pet!” you yelled at him, unable to hold it in anymore. “You did that- nobody made you! What were you afraid of anyway?! The Viltrumites? You weren’t alone, Nolan. The Guardians were your friends, all you had to do was come clean- they would have helped, hell, The Justice Leagues would have helped-“

[onlyangel4]

should've said no. ln4. ls2. smau.

cheater lando norris x actress!reader. logan sargeant x actress!reader.

synopsis: lando should have always known that cheating on you in a workplace of people that adore you was a terrible idea.

author's note: welcome to the first installment of the taylor swift inspired series. i hope you enjoy this one! for context reader and lando had been dating for six months. reader is australian.

faceclaim: mia healey

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y/ninsta posted a story

written: having a self care day to distract myself from not being at the australian grand prix (my home race) because i am so incredibly ill and can hardly move. good luck my love.

y/ninsta posted a story tagging landonorris

written: p3 baby !!!!

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written: i'm sick and sad but at least i have this shirt

y/ninsta posted a story

written: i just got sent a "i'm sorry you're sick and i'm sorry your boyfriend cheated on you" care package. not how i imagined my day was gonna go.

y/ninsta posted a story tagging lilyzneimer

written: i'm finally over the flu and able to go out with lily while she is in aus !

logansargeant replied to your story: are you at all free to hangout before i go to japan, missed you !

y/ninsta: tomorrow good?

logansargeant: tomorrow's perfect i'll pick you up

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written: finally back on the waves

logansargeant posted a story

written: when in aus

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y/ninsta: i highly suggest going away to new zeleand for four months to film the best show ever as soon as you get cheated on. in all seriousness we just finished filming my new project the wilds and i am so excited for you guys to get to see me in my favourite project of my career. i had the best time on set even if i did have to be in freezing water for hours at a time. it was all fun and games. see you guys in december for when it releases.

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eranajames: had the best time filming with you my love

y/ninsta: it was the best

lilynziemer: so glad you are back in aus for summer break

y/ninsta: can't wait to see you when you and osc visit

user1: so sad i have to wait until december to watch mother

logansargeant

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logansargeant: the best summer break ever

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oscarpiastri: you spending summer break in australia was not what i expected

logansargeant: what can i say, i just can't keep away

user2: so logan spent his summer break in australia with a blonde. we all know what australian blonde i think it is

user3: lando really fucking fumbled if that is who i think it is

user4: if that is y/n you are now officially the hottest couple in f1

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written: he has a plane to catch but he won't put me down

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written: y/n and logan have arrived to the wilds premiere and they are officially a couple !!!

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logansargeant: the past five months with you have been the best five months ever. i love you so much and i am in awe of your talent. everyone go stream the wilds!

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y/ninsta: i love you so much, i can't wait to move america with you and start this indycar journey with you

logansargeant: so excited for our new chapter

oscarpiastri: me and lily should get points for getting you to both realise you liked each other

logansargeant: well thank you mate

user5: the funniest thing about all this is y/n is so happy in a new relationship and new chapter of her life and lando is still single after that model turned out to just be a fuck, everything worked out in y/n's favour

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𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎'𝐬! 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃 reacts to...cheater! reader

Request made by Anon:

Hi! I just read your post about yan 1950 house husband, it's amazing. Can you write his reaction if reader cheated on him? If you don't feel comfortable with this ask, feel free to ignore this.  Remember to take care of yourself and have a nice day.

Hello to you too, dear Anon,

First of all, I must apologize but your request suddenly disappeared from my inbox! Thankfully, I have the content of your request saved in my google docs so I pasted it above. 

Putting that aside, although this topic is sensitive to some, I am fine with writing about that. 

I appreciate your words. It's very nice of you to think about little ol' me. I wish you a nice day too (even if it's not a daytime)!

Thank you and I hope to hear from you soon!

PAIRING: 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 x [CHEATER!] reader (gender not specified/mentioned/implied), your lovers genger isn't specified/mentioned/implied either. Don't be swayed by the curses used to describe them; Tw. cheating/indifelity from the reader, cursing, description of a m*urder, delusion (delulu is the solulu), emotional manipulation, gaslightning; A/N: As a person, I do not support this kind of behavior. This is only a piece of fiction, serving for entertaining purposes only.

𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Denial. Denial. Denial. At first 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 doesn’t believe it. No, he refuses to do so. You’re the most faithful and perfect partner known to the human kind. Right then, he's desperately holding on to that image. But unfortunately, evidence says otherwise. A simple photo, sent to him by your lover, secretly taken by some photographer is clearly showing you and (that whore) your lover, in some hotel room, in an intimate position. It is clear that day that you have an affair. 

“But what if my darling was forced to do this?”

That question sends him into a spiral of delusion, rage and sorrow. As a defence mechanism, 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 made up a story where suddenly you were a victim in this whole situation. It was definitely your lover who has forced themselves on you. Probably blackmailed or worse, drugged you to have a taste of sweet love and burning passion you share while making love with him. 

“My poor darling…” 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 wailed, clenching his chest like someone was physically ripping away his still beating heart from it. Fat tears ran down his rosy cheeks, smudging his mascara and turning him into a crying mess. “I’ll avenge you, my darling. I won’t forgive what was done to you!”

He doesn’t even blink when he sends your lover into the pits of hell. There’s no hesitation when 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 plans this hideous crime, making sure every detail is taken care of. And so, it begins small, like creating false and disgusting rumors about your lover. Day by day, he patiently destroys your lover's life. Until the day when 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 poisons them through his signature pie and then proceeds to repeatedly stab your lover until no one is able to recognize them in the first place. 

"YOU WENCH!" 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 roared at the person who happened to be your lover. "HOW FUCKING DARE YOU?!" With every word he dove the sharp, kitchen knife deeper and harder into his victim's chest. "DIE!!" 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 yelled for the final time and knife one last time, straight in this whore heart. He was left alone in the empty and messy kitchen, covered in blood, panting and trying to catch his breath. 

In the end, 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝟏𝟗𝟓𝟎’𝐬! 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 begins to gaslight you. Once again, with the patience of a saint, he began to manipulate you to believe that it was in fact your lover who was using you all this time. You were forced into this vile affair and you are a victim. 

“My innocent darling, you mustn't think about it (them) anymore. I will make everything perfect once again.”

But isn’t it weird how he started wearing clothes that are scarily similar to those worn by your lover? Sniff…sniff…and those perfumes…

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[thollandsgirl2013]

𝐃𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

Parings → Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings → teasing, fluff

Summary → You and Peter break your diet pact, catching each other sneaking ice cream at 1 a.m.

It was only day five of the healthy eating pact you and Peter made, and things were already looking grim. The plan was simple: cut back on junk food and avoid lactose-heavy treats like ice cream and milkshakes, which both of you loved a little too much. The goal wasn’t to completely cut them out but to limit your consumption for a while. Easy enough, right?

Except that Peter Parker was notoriously bad at sticking to plans…especially plans involving food…and you weren’t far behind him.

You had gone to bed earlier than usual that night, Peter still out patrolling the city as Spider-Man. You’d curled up in the sheets, determined to stay strong and resist your late-night cravings. But around 1 a.m., the cravings hit you hard.

You groaned, rolling onto your side as your stomach betrayed you with a low grumble. “Ugh, not now,” you mumbled, rubbing your face with both hands.

The idea of chocolate ice cream popped into your mind, unbidden but persistent. You’d seen the tub in the fridge earlier that day, temptation sitting there like a test of your willpower. But Peter wasn’t home yet, and surely, just one bite wouldn’t hurt.

Quietly, you slipped out of bed and tiptoed toward the kitchen, trying not to wake anyone, yourself included. The apartment was silent, the only sound the faint hum of the fridge as you opened it.

Your hand reached out for the tub, but-

It wasn’t there.

Frowning, you leaned in, scanning the shelves as if it had magically hidden itself behind the frozen foods you’d shoved in the back. No luck.

“Looking for this?”

The voice startled you so badly that you nearly slammed the fridge door shut on your head. You whipped around, heart racing, only to see Peter lounging on the couch, a spoon in his hand and the missing tub of chocolate ice cream perched in his lap.

Your jaw dropped. His eyes widened in response, and for a moment, the two of you just stared at each other, caught red-handed in a silent war of guilt and betrayal.

“Peter Benjamin Parker,” you finally hissed, pointing an accusatory finger at him. “You traitor!”

“I can explain!” He said quickly, holding up his free hand in mock surrender.

“Oh, this should be good,” you shot back, stomping over to the couch. “You were supposed to be on patrol, not on a midnight ice cream binge!”

Peter rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, setting the tub on the coffee table. “Okay, listen- I was on patrol. But it was a rough night, and I didn’t want to wake you up, and…” He trailed off, gesturing vaguely at the ice cream. “It was just sitting there. Mocking me.”

“So your solution was to eat it?” You deadpanned, crossing your arms.

“I was going to save you some,” he said defensively, then paused. “…Eventually.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, trying to suppress the amused smile tugging at your lips. “Uh-huh. And how much of it have you eaten so far?”

Peter hesitated before looking down at the half-empty tub. “...Okay, maybe I got carried away.”

You sighed, shaking your head. “You’re unbelievable.”

“Hey, don’t act like you’re innocent here,” Peter said, pointing his spoon at you. “What were you doing in the kitchen at 1 a.m., huh? Looking for broccoli?”

Your cheeks flushed as you scrambled for an excuse. “I… I was thirsty!”

“With a spoon in your hand?” He teased, grinning.

You glanced down and realized, to your horror, that you were indeed holding a spoon. “That’s not the point!” You snapped, quickly tossing it onto the counter.

Peter laughed, leaning back on the couch as if he’d won some kind of victory. “Face it, babe. We’re both diet cheaters.”

“Speak for yourself,” you muttered, flopping down beside him. But your resolve was already crumbling as the smell of chocolate ice cream wafted up from the open tub.

Peter smirked, holding out the spoon to you. “Want some?”

You eyed the ice cream warily. “If I say yes, I’ll feel guilty in the morning.”

“And if you say no, you’ll be staring at me while I eat it, wishing you’d said yes,” he pointed out.

You groaned, snatching the spoon from his hand. “Fine. But only a few bites.”

“Deal,” he said, shifting closer to you as you dug into the tub.

For the next few minutes, the two of you sat together on the couch, sharing the ice cream in comfortable silence. The earlier guilt melted away with each bite, replaced by the warmth of Peter’s arm brushing against yours and the quiet laughter you shared when he accidentally got chocolate on his nose.

“Tomorrow,” you said between bites, “we’re going back to the plan. No more cheating.”

“Totally,” Peter agreed, though the mischievous twinkle in his eye suggested otherwise.

You rolled your eyes, leaning your head against his shoulder. “We’re hopeless, aren’t we?”

“Maybe,” he said, pressing a kiss to your temple. “But at least we’re hopeless together.”

And with that, you decided that maybe one more cheat night wasn’t so bad after all.

‎∗ ࣪ ˖༺ 𓆩☆𓆪 ༻˖ ࣪ ∗

[princessbrunette]

I need head pusher!jj now :(((((

you’re right. i giggled when i mentioned it.

ִ ۫ ּ 𓂅⋆ 🫧｡˚. . .♡

to me headpusher!jj is just bsf!jj, because he’s used to being a little rougher with you. the two of you have known eachother for ages, you can take a little manhandling — hell, that look you always give him is living proof that you infact like it. he’s allowed to be brutish, less gentlemanly with you — because, well… you’re not his girl. you’re friends. you just happen to be a girl. and you also happen to be his, but that’s more unspoken.

you can act real slutty with him sometimes, especially after the two of you have smoked a joint together, rolling around the floor of his empty house, free of luke. you weakly pound your fists into his chest as you play fight, the much stronger boy pinning you in a comprising position, practically wearing your own knees as earmuffs.

“you’re such a cheater, jayj. always such a guy about it.” you pout and he grins, sitting back on his knees allowing you to sit up, legs either side of him.

“dont hate the player, hate the game baby.” he smirks, the playful nickname making you clench around nothing the way it always did.

“shut up, idiot.”

“ohhhh, still got that attitude in ‘ya duchess? you’re lucky imma real gentleman. would’a shoved somethin’ else in that mouth to shut you up n’teach you a lesson.” he starts lightly grappling with you again, and it takes everything not to break out into a needy whimper at his vulgar words. you’re used to him being gross and expletive, but at a time like this it was only turning you on.

“bet you wouldn’t.” it unfortunately comes out in the shape of a horny moan, brows knitted almost pleadingly making him slow his movements to a stop, adjusting his backwards cap with a taken aback smirk.

“oh really? so that’s how you wanna play, mama.”

in no time he’s got his dick in your mouth, lip bitten in concentration as he stares down at the way you take him in amusement.

“yeaaah, not so much of a chatty cathy now are you princess?” he teases, making you moan and shift your hips where you kneel— desperate for some touch down there. you wanted to say you couldn’t believe you were sucking your best friends dick, but anyone with eyes could tell it was a long time coming.

in retaliation to his meanness, you go to pull off him, lips nearly breaching his tip. he catches you in the act, heavy hand splaying out on the back of your skull, pressing you back down. “ah, ah— i don’t think so. wanted to act brave earlier, so i think it’s best you keep that dick in your throat babydoll.”

you definitely tease him after whilst he’s cleaning you up, being all sweet and slightly condescending. “cant believe you’re a chronic head pusher. i should have known.” you giggle, scrunching your nose as he digs the tissue into your nostril to clean away some of the rogue cum that had spurted out as an after shock after you’d swallowed him all.

“damn, quit moving would you gorgeous? anyway, i don’t wanna hear it ‘cus you totally loved it. you would’a done anything for me in that moment, i’on care. if your mouth wasn’t stuffed you’d have been callin’ my ass daddy.” he teases, using a separate corner of tissue to wipe the mascara from under your eyes.

you press your lips together, getting all shy on him again. “mm, i think that’s a confession for another day.”

ִ ۫ ּ 𓂅⋆ 🫧｡˚. . .♡

[dioslesbianwife]

Man. How do people have good angst request. They make me sob uglyly.

AND- OH NO. IM GOING SOFT, IM GOING SOFT—

Anon 🕷 here!!!! Am here!!!!!! Im at the dipshit table where a Bruno ask blog has sentenced me to. Can we get something like, the jojos tickling us to tears, then us ultimately tickling them back the next day? If it's alright of course ‼️‼️

hiiiii 🕷, sorry it took me forever to get to this- i'm working on requests from like a month ago cause i fell behind 😭 AND WOW- NO ANGST??? lol thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy :3333

Jonathan Joestar

It starts when you’re pouting about losing a sparring match.

Jonathan kneels beside you, all sweet and noble- until his hand sneakily slides to your side and starts tickling.

“Forgive me, but I must see you smile again!”

You’re screaming and kicking as he gently but ruthlessly tickles your ribs. He even has the gall to laugh along with you.

The next day, you jump him while he’s brushing his hair and attack his sides.

His eyes widen- “W-Wait! Not fair- !!” and his giggle is low and rich and absolutely real. You almost fall in love all over again.

“Well played,” he pants afterward, “But beware... you’ve started a war.”

Joseph Joestar

You shouldn’t have stolen the last bite of his lunch. Big mistake.

“OH? So you wanna play dirty, huh? WELL HOW ABOUT THIS?!” tickle attack engaged

Joseph is chaotic, chasing you around with evil villain laughter before pouncing and tickling every weak spot you have.

You’re gasping, crying, laughing, and swearing revenge.

The next day, you catch him slipping- feet on the table, dozing off. Perfect.

You launch a full assault on his neck and underarms.

“WHAAA–YOU DIRTY CHEATER- HELP, I’M DYING- ”

He flops to the floor, cackling like a madman. Worth it.

Jotaro Kujo

You dared to call him “grumpy.”

“Tch… I’ll show you grumpy.”

You weren’t expecting his large hands to squeeze your sides so fast. He has a deadpan face but secretly loves how much you squirm.

“Yare yare daze. You’re too loud.”

You can’t breathe from laughing. “You’re EVIL.”

The next day, you ambush him during one of his silent reading sessions.

You get under his arms before he can react. He jerks so hard the book flies.

“Oi- WHAT THE- hff… damn you…” and then he bites his lip to hide a laugh. You don’t let up until he actually smiles. Victory.

Josuke Higashikata

Josuke is a playful menace.

You made fun of his hair (gently!!), and he raised a brow before lunging.

“Ohhh, you’re gonna regret that~!”

He has unfairly fast hands. He pins you down and tickles your stomach until you’re sobbing and hiccuping.

“Say my hair is amazing! SAY IT!”

You vow revenge. And get it the next morning when he’s brushing his teeth.

You wiggle fingers under his shirt and he nearly screams into the sink.

“HEY- THAT’S NOT FAIR- I GOT TOOTHPASTE IN MY NOSE!!”

Giorno Giovanna

He seems refined and composed… until you steal his brooch for fun.

“Return it. Or face the consequences.”

You smirk. He pounces.

Giorno has surgical precision -  soft spots on your sides, ribs, neck. All found. All mercilessly exploited.

You’re howling. “YOU’RE MEAN- YOU’RE A MAFIA DON AND A BULLY!!”

The next day, you sneak up while he’s tending to a butterfly.

Bam. Fingers to his ribs. He gasps- and giggles. Like… delicate giggles. You’re stunned.

“...I didn’t know you could giggle.”

“Neither did I,” he mutters, face red. He swears revenge.

Jolyne Cujoh

You tried to tickle her first? Big mistake.

“You think you can take ME down?” Her grin is terrifying.

She uses Stone Free to pin your arms and tickle all your weak spots at once.

You’re sobbing, flailing, laughing until your stomach hurts.

“Say you surrender!!”

You vow revenge. And get it the next day by sliding a feather into her hoodie collar while she’s chilling.

Jolyne SHRIEKS. “WHAT IS THAT- STOP- ”

You find every ticklish spot and she goes feral.

You’re both laughing too hard to breathe.

Johnny Joestar

You made the mistake of teasing his hat.

“Touch it again and I swear- ”

Too late. He rolls right over and uses his hands to wreck your knees and waist.

You’re screeching.

“I’m going to tickle you to death.”

The next morning, you wiggle your fingers near his neck. He tries to escape- in his wheelchair.

“NO- GET AWAY- ”

He’s gasping, swearing, laughing until tears fall. You gently tickle his collarbones and he melts.

“I’ll get you back… someday.”

Josuke Higashikata (Gappy)

You poked his cheek and called him soft. He narrowed his eyes. “You did not just do that.”

He gently smiles- and then pounces like a gremlin.

You didn’t know he had the ENERGY to tickle like this?!

“Apologize to my face. And my beautiful cheekbones.”

You’re crying with laughter, kicking the couch.

The next morning, you go in for revenge. You tickle his sides and thighs while he’s relaxing.

“AGHH- what is happening?!” he wheezes.

He’s too shy to admit he liked the bonding. But he totally lets you win.

[del-stars]

on needing your best friend | cheaters!prongsfoot | 988 words | explicit, 18+ | @ecstarry

cw dubcon

“Why are you here?”

It comes out with more venom than James intends, and Sirius’ wince makes his heart clench.

“I— I don’t have anywhere else to go.”

Sirius raises his hand and rubs at one of his teary eyes with the back of it. James should very much slam the door and tell Sirius to fuck off, that it’s too soon to be seeing each other again, except Sirius is crying, and so James can’t quite do that.

“You have a husband.”

Sirius dissolves into shaking, blubbering sobs, then, and James can’t. He dives through the threshold, catching Sirius before he catches the floor. Sirius responds immediately, curling into James’ chest.

“I need you,” he gasps, clutching onto James’ shirt and wetting it with his tears. “I need my best friend, James, please.”

James brings Sirius inside, and then into the bedroom. It’s his own fault, for the bedroom part. It’s incredibly, disgustingly indecent, the reaction of James’ body to having Sirius pressed against him in bed. To have Sirius in his arms, to be surrounded by his scent and hear the little whimpers leaving his throat as he cries— it’s reminiscent of the very reason Sirius is crying so hard, having been caught naked in this bed with James less than a day ago.

Sirius needs a friend, not— whatever their relationship has become. He needs the best friend James used to be, before they’d gotten mixed up in stolen kisses and quickies when their spouses weren’t paying attention. He doesn’t need any of the things that are currently crossing James’ mind.

But James is just a man, and Sirius is... Sirius. Infuriatingly gorgeous and constantly tempting without even trying. James has never been immune to Sirius’ beauty, has never been able to stop himself from touching Sirius when he really ought not to, and this is no different.

He lays Sirius down on his back, straddling his hips. Sirius’ hands come up to cover his own face, while James’ hands trace down his sides, feeling the hard press of Sirius’ skin beneath his thin t-shirt. 

“He’s going to leave me,” Sirius sobs, as James’ hands land on his hips. Sirius gets like this: completely incoherent, so absorbed in his own emotions and despair that he can’t tell up from down. James doesn’t know how Remus dealt with it, and even the brief flash in his mind of Remus comforting Sirius is enough to send his mind reeling. 

“Sirius,” James says, voice strong and quiet over the sound of Sirius’ quick breaths. He lets his fingers curl around the waistband of Sirius’ sweatpants, feeling the heat of his skin underneath. The difference in temperature and the feel of the indent of Sirius’ boxers on his skin is enough to make James’ dick twitch.

“He’s going to leave me,” Sirius repeats, chest heaving. James feels the odd flood of guilt in the pit of his stomach— here Sirius is, his best friend, the person he’s sacrificed his marriage and closest friendships for, distraught and vulnerable, and James’ prevailing thought is how badly he wants to bury his cock inside of him. 

“It’s okay,” James makes a valiant attempt at sounding comforting, even as one of his hands ventures further into Sirius’ pants. It finds Sirius’ dick, and James waits a split second for Sirius to stop crying enough to tell him to stop, but he doesn’t. He doesn’t, and so James starts stroking him. “It’s going to be alright,” he coos, watching as Sirius begins to squirm. It’s incongruous, the heaving of his chest and the slow moving of his hips. Sirius’ hands fall from his face to grip at the sheets, and James can’t tell if the redness of his cheeks is the fault of himself, or Remus.

He should stop. He shouldn’t be doing this. This isn’t what Sirius needs.

“James—”

It’s pornographic, the way James’ name sounds coming out of Sirius’ mouth. Always has been, no matter the context. He pulls Sirius’ sweatpants down, letting his hard cock spring free. This— this is the point of no return. James can’t be blamed for his actions anymore, not when Sirius is red-faced and partially naked on the bed in front of him. He scrambles off the bed to kneel on the floor, then pulls Sirius’ legs over his shoulders. Sirius goes, like a ragdoll, and still doesn’t stop James as his mouth descends on Sirius’ cock.

Sirius’ noises become half gasps and half cries, then half gasps and half moans, and then he’s sitting up to grapple at James’ hair. “James,” he whines, hips coming up and off the bed and thrusting into James’ mouth. 

James is intoxicated, addicted to Sirius’ voice. He doesn’t know if Sirius is still crying and frankly does not care, feeling Sirius’ cock brush against the back of his throat. He buries it all the way in, feeling Sirius’ hair on his face and overcome with the scent that is SiriusSiriusSirius, and thinks, Can Remus take you like this? Do you make these noises for Remus? Are you going to miss the feeling of his mouth on you?

James holds Sirius’ hips down and increases his pace, desperately trying to chase off all thoughts of Remus as he bobs his head on his husband’s cock. Sirius uses his hand in James’ hair to push and pull, some of his moans cutting off with what James thinks might be another sob. He pushes James’ head all the way down as he finishes, cumming down the back of his throat. 

They crawl back into the bed together, after, though the distance between them is much larger.“He’s going to leave me,” Sirius says again, resolute. James lays beside him, overcome with the urge to touch himself but weighing what time Lily said she’d be home, and thinks what he won’t allow himself to say out loud: Why the fuck do you care?

[anemhoez]

Seven…

Gallagher/AFAB Reader

WARNINGS: language, unprotected sex, choking, breeding

A/N: i never not think about him……..and im not ashamed

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

“There’s something seriously wrong with you.” Caelus’ voice sounded exhausted as he stood up and put his clothes back on. The two of you had just finished having sex, his exhaustion emanating from trying hard to make you reach your peak to no avail.

“What did you say?” you couldn’t believe he was blaming you in that moment as a wave of sudden guilt washed over you. “Well it can’t be me, I’m powered by a stelleron for aeon’s sake,” he sighed and turned to you, “Besides, I know for a fact i can make someone come, you’re just impossible.”

Your mind quickly dissected his words, your heart sinking as you realized what he meant. “Did you cheat on me?” your voice hitched in your throat and he just scoffed. “Only once, I needed to know that I wasn’t the broken one.” He sighed and headed out of the room without another word. You started to cry and quickly shoved your face into your pillow to sob as loud as you could.

“I’m so sorry that happened to you! I’ll stay with you as long as you need me to, okay?” March’s sweet comforting voice eased your nerves a bit as she patted your head while you lay in her lap. “To be honest, I really didn’t expect that from him,” she sighed and leaned back on her hands. “But, you shouldn’t beat yourself up over it, it’s his loss.” you appreciated her trying to cheer you up, but by now you just wanted to be alone and lie in bed and cry some more. “Oh! I have a great idea! she yelped suddenly, “Let’s go to Penacony, to get your mind off of all this!” Her suggestion wasn’t horrible, but the thought of dressing up and going out when you felt the farthest thing from beautiful made you reconsider.

“March, I don’t know if that’s the best idea, I don’t even feel like myself right now.” You sat up and wiped your tears before they rolled down your cheeks. March stood up and went to her closet, “Too bad, no way I’m going to let my hot friend waste away in their room cause some loser doesn’t realize how good he has it.” she pulled out one of her dresses and held it against her body, “The best thing to do is get all dolled up and show off! Make him jealous!” The pink haired girl twirled and you couldn’t help but smile at her enthusiasm. You sighed and stood up, “Fine, but don’t expect me to have a good time!” you said before heading off and getting ready.

Luckily for the two of you, Himeko had some business with the Oak family and an impromptu trip to Penacony was made. As you all prepared for the warp jump, you made sure to avoid Caelus’ stare as he sat across from you. “He’s totally checking you out,” March whispered to you. You didn’t care at first, but that little fleeting feeling of wanting his approval flashed in your mind only briefly before the train hurtled through the jump and brought you to your senses.

You looked incredible after cleaning yourself up nicely and wearing your sexiest dress. You darted your eyes to him and he was indeed staring at you. You just smiled and turned to March who giggled at your interaction.

You and Himeko headed out of the express as March kissed Dan Heng goodbye, reassuring him she’d call if she needed him. You sighed as she ran to catch up to the two of you, “I really wish i was in bed right now.” March scoffed and took your hand, “Oh well! You’re way too pretty to be wasting away on the express crying over that cheater, right Himeko?”

Himeko nodded with a smile, “March is right, this will be good for you, try to relax okay?” You took their advice in stride and the two of you parted ways with her once you reached Golden Hour, agreeing to meet at the Reverie Hotel when the night was over.

The two of you headed off to the casino first, trying your luck at the machines and roulette. Afterwards you headed to a bar March recommended, promising you’d get a free drink just for being a nameless. “Siobhan makes the best drinks, and you can also meet Mr, Gallagher-“ March stopped talking suddenly, as if she realized something important. “Oh right, I forgot he’s gone.” You had heard a bit about what transpired during the last time they were here when you first joined. You joined a few months after the chaos and some of the details were fuzzy, so you couldn’t place who exactly this Mr. Gallagher was.

The two of you reached Siobhan’s bar and she welcomed March like an old friend. March quickly introduced the two of you and Siobhan graciously went to make the two of you a drink. “See?” March said as the two of you sat down at the bar. Siobhan brought the beautifully colored drinks over and placed them in front of the two of you, “To the nameless!” she cheered and the three of you soon began chatting and catching up.

“Well look who it is,” Siobhan said as she looked behind the two of you. You and March couldn’t help but turn and look in that same direction. March almost choked on her drink. “Mr Gallagher?!”

A tall man walked up to the bar, a small smile on his slightly bearded face. “Ms. March, you look like you’ve just seen a ghost,” he teased and patted her head gently. March just started to cry and Gallagher immediately tried comforting her, “Hey, don’t cry!”

Siobhan laughed, “Can you believe he said the same thing to me? My best friend comes back from the dead and he expects me not to tear up, silly old man.” Gallagher held March closely as she composed herself and he finally turned to you. Your heart skipped a beat slightly, this big gorgeous man turning his attention to you shouldn’t have affected you like that. “And this is?” he asked and March finally sat back down, introducing you as the latest nameless.

“That explains the drink in front of you,” he moved closer to you and reached out a hand, “The name’s Gallagher, security officer for the bloodhound family, nice to meet you.” you took his hand with a smile, “Ah, the famous Gallagher, I’ve heard so much about you! It’s nice to finally put a face to the infamous name.” He chuckled and looked back at March with a smirk, “Ms. March I hope you haven’t been spreading lies about me?” he questioned as he went behind the bar. March rolled her eyes with a sigh, “There’s really no need to lie when the truth is a way better story!”

You learned more about Gallagher and his disappearance, the realm he was stuck in threatening to control his mind. “Once i figured out that it was just another corruption of the dreamscape, I was able to escape.” you took a sip of your drink while March sighed. “I can’t wait to tell the others, actually hold on.” she grabbed her phone snd jumped up, “Can we take a picture?” She asked him kindly and he couldn’t refuse. March handed you her phone and you quickly took the picture. She beamed and sent the picture in the group chat, your phone chiming not that long after.

You didn’t bother looking at it though, knowing you’d instantly get annoyed by whatever Caelus had to say. Honestly he could ask for forgiveness right now and you’d still be so annoyed. You sighed and finished off your drink, Gallagher hurrying over to take the empty glass, “Can I get you another drink sweetheart?” he asked with a smile. You almost choked at his words, feeling your face getting hot and flush as he walked off. March noticed and elbowed you, “How unsubtle of you,” she giggled and pulled you to the dance floor.

“You’re interested aren’t you?” she asked in a hushed tone as the two of you swayed to the music. You rolled your eyes, “I’m getting over a break up, I don’t really want to start talking to someone else.” She took your hands and spun you with a giggle, “Who said anything about talking?” You gave her a look and she just poked you, “Come on why not? you’re both sexy and it’s not like he’s a complete stranger, I can vouch for him!” she said and you raised a brow at her. “Didn’t he like, stab a bunch of people?” she waved off your question, “Details, details.”

After a few more drinks, March was starting to sway on her own and slur her speech. She sighed and leaned on you, “I miss my dragon,” she said and drunkenly sent Dan Heng a text. You couldn’t help but laugh at the way she typed away on her phone with the biggest smile on her face. “I take it you wanna head back?” She sighed as you ordered two waters, “Nooooo, were having so much fun!” she took the water Gallagher handed her and took a deep swig.

“Didn’t know Ms. March was such a lightweight,” he joked from where he stood drying the glassware. You took the time to subtly admire his body, his delicious proportions filling out his clothes nicely. His brown hair looked silky and soft to the touch, the stubble on his face adding to his rugged look. You had a fleeting thought about never fucking someone with his body type before but stopped once March elbowed you. She hiccuped, “Babe, you’re staring.” she tried to whisper but it came out louder than it should have. You just pinched her leg quietly and checked your phone. “Himeko’s all done with her meeting, we should head back to the room.”

March stood up and swayed, losing her balance and crashing into you. Siobhan turned to Gallagher, “Aren’t you staying in the Reverie too? Could you walk them back to their rooms?” she turned to the two of you, “If that’s alright with the two of you?” she asked you politely.

“That would be great actually,” you agreed and Gallagher quickly came over and picked March up in his arms with ease. You waved to Siobhan and thanked her before the three of you headed off to your room.

Upon reaching the room, you saw Himeko roll her eyes at the state March was in. “This is what happens when you don’t get out that much,” she sighed and opened the door. Gallagher placed March down gently onto one of the beds and Himeko thanked him. “Thank you, also it’s great to see you.” she said and patted him on the arm. The two of them talked briefly as you freshened up for your next destination. They laughed and you looked over at them, noticing how good they looked together.

What was wrong with you? Why were you thinking such things at a time like this? Did you really care if he thought you were attractive? A part of you said yes, you couldn’t help but think about him in that way, wanting someone like him to compliment you after dealing with someone who hurt you as bad as Caelus did. “Well i should get going, give my regards to the rest of the express crew.” you heard Gallagher’s voice head towards the door. You popped out of the bathroom just in time to lock eyes with him.

Did he just blush? You weren’t sure of what you saw, but you needed to ask him something, “Mr. Gallagher, if you have the time, can you take me to the Radiant Feldspar?” He stared at you for a second, his eyes moving from yours to your newly painted red lips. “Uh, yeah sure, not ready for the night to be over?” he asked with a smile. Himeko walked up to you, “Are you going to see Bonajade?”

You turned to her and rubbed the back of your head, “Yeah I just, wanted to ask her about something.” Himeko shook her head and gave you a hug, “There’s nothing wrong with you, but go on, and be safe.” she said warmly and you hugged her back.

“So uh, what could you possibly want from Bonajade?” Gallagher asked as the two of you waited in the cue for the ship. You looked at your hands, suddenly feeling embarrassed and avoiding eye contact all of a sudden. “I want her to fix me.” you said simply.

“Fix you? You sick or something?” he asked sounding almost concerned. “It’s nothing like that, it’s more of a problem that I have,” Caelus words replayed in your head, a tear threatening to fall, “it’s why my ex cheated on me.” you cleared your throat and looked forward, avoiding his gaze that was fixed on you. “Oh wow, I’m sorry I asked.” he said as he coughed awkwardly.

“It’s okay, once Bonajade helps me, we can get back together.” Gallagher couldn’t believe what you were saying, “You’d get back with a cheater?” he turned to you, “I know it’s not my business but damn, someone as pretty as you can have whoever they want, why get back with that loser?” A part of you knew he had a point, but another part of you still loved Caelus deeply. “I still love him unfortunately, and if I could just, cum for him maybe he’d-“ you stopped yourself and turned away from him, mentally slapping yourself for talking too much.

It didn’t phase him however, “So he blames you? ‘Cause he’s inadequate?” Gallagher’s voice got louder towards the end of his sentence and you turned to him. “He said there was, something wrong with me, so he went and fucked someone else to prove he could still make someone, forget it.” you said, moving forward a bit once the line started moving.

It was quiet between the two of you for a bit before Gallagher spoke up. “You are aware that this will come at a price, right?” he spoke as he pulled a cigar from his shirt pocket. His lighter flicked open and he took a drag once it was lit. “I know but, I’m willing to try whatever.” He scoffed at your words, looking over the floating dock and into the bright lights of the city.

“It won’t work you know, no matter what Bonajade does,” his voice was so low you could swear you felt it in your gut. “It’s all his fault, not yours.” he took a long drag and stood quietly looking at the ground. A part of you already knew that, that it couldn’t all be you. But your mind was so clouded by trying to keep him, to at least hold onto something that could possibly fix your relationship, that you still held on to that small shred of hope. “Have you ever had a problem like this?” you turned to him and saw a smile spread on his face. “Hell no, I know what the fuck I’m doing.” he said and exhaled a plume of smoke from his nose.

You got hot, the confidence in his voice was so sexy. “What I mean to say is, everyone’s different, but I always try my best to make sure the other person is feeling as good as I am, otherwise what’s the fucking point?” Of course there would be issues in any relationship, but in retrospect, you don’t think Caelus ever really took the time to care if you were feeing good. The line moved further and the two of you moved along with it. “He’s the only person I’ve ever, you know, been with.” you said out of nowhere, feeling like you needed to explain yourself further, “I just, thought he loved me enough but, he doesn’t.”

Gallagher shook his head, the cigar in his mouth glowing in the dim lighting, “Damn shame, I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of you.” Your heart jumped again, his words doing all the right things in this moment. God you wanted to just kiss him hard and let him show you all the things he knew.

The line became smaller, only two people in front of you now. Gallagher bent down to neatly stub out his cigar before putting it back in its case and in his pocket. “Bonajade won’t be able to help you like I can.” His words went in one ear and out of the other as another person went into the ship.

You soon registered what he said and turned to him, “What did you say?” He chuckled and met your gaze, “You heard me.” the confidence he had in that moment was so intoxicating, you almost choked. He took you by the chin gently, his deep red eyes darted towards your lips. “Let me help you forget all about him,” he started to lean in, about to kiss you when the host cleared their throat. “Excuse me, you may enter, sorry about the long wait.” He pulled away from you, “Right, I’ll wait out here for you,” the man sighed and headed off.

You quickly entered the ship, looking at the directory to help you find the pawn shop. Gallagher’s words played in your mind, his offer was tempting and your mind reeled with thoughts of all the possibilities a big muscular, probably big dicked man like him had to offer. You sighed, finally deciding that you were going to put your pleasure first for once.

You ran out of the ship and to where Gallagher was standing. Before he could speak you had your lips pressed against his. His large hands pulled you closer to him by your waist. You could taste the tobacco from his cigar still on his tongue before you pulled away for air. “Can we get out of here?,” you whispered against his lips and he nodded in response.

The two of you arrived at his room in the Reverie, your hands slowly trailing up his back as he unlocked the door. He pulled you into his room and immediately pinned you against the door once it was closed, “There’s nothing wrong with you sweetheart,” he whispered against your lips and took your face in both of his hands, kissing you hard. You kissed him back, tugging on his shirt to pull him closer. He picked you up, just as easily as he did March earlier, not once breaking the kiss as he walked you over to his bed.

He placed you down softly and finally pulled away, only to remove his gloves, tie and shirt. He got down on his knees with a grunt and began removing your heels, tossing them aside and roaming his hands up your thighs. “You’re gorgeous, do you know that?” he looked up at you through his lashes and began kissing your soft skin.

Your body erupted with heat as he opened your legs and kissed up your inner thighs. He darted his tongue out and licked a trail from your mid thigh to your clothed cunt. He growled at how excited you already were for him, licking at your wetness through the fabric of your underwear. You squirmed under him, moaning as he sucked and licked desperately at the lace of you panties. Not being able to wait any longer, you moved to pull down your underwear yourself, earning a deep chuckle from him. Once you were bare in front of him, he went up to you and gave you a kiss, “Tell me something sweetheart, that man of yours really never, ever, made you cum?” he asked as his thick fingers pushed into you. You arched your back against him and licked your lips, “Only a few times with his mouth, but he rarely even did that.” He cocked his head to the side, curving his fingers to search around inside of you for that one spot that would make you putty in his hands. You moaned once he found it, a smile spreading on his face, “You poor thing,” he pulled out of you and sucked on his fingers with a moan. He leaned down and finally met your folds with his mouth, giving your pussy a few kisses before licking up your slick and sucking hard on your clit. You moaned and steadied yourself quickly by gripping onto the sheets, his eyes meeting yours as he worked. He pulled your legs over his shoulders, “I’ll make you come as many times as you need, I promise.”

He spit on your pussy, lapping up his saliva along with your essence. He ate you out like a man starved, slurping you up and teasing your clit with his tongue. He moved to piston his tongue in and out of you, using his fingers to rub your clit once he snaked his hand over your thigh. It wasn’t long before your hands went to his hair, pulling him closer, “Gonna, cum-ah!” you yelped as your body erupted in euphoria, your legs twitching and body writhing under him. You heard him chuckle as he pulled back, wiping his mouth. He stuffed his fingers back into you, your cunt messier now with your release. “Look at you, so pretty when you come, wanna do it again?” He curved his digits, pushing up against your sweet spot, causing your breath to hitch in your throat. You moved against his fingers, meeting his gaze with an almost plea. “Yes Gallagher, please!“ your voice cracked as he fucked you faster with his fingers. “Go on doll,” he growled as he came up to kiss you, swallowing your moans as you came hard once again.

You broke the kiss, looking at him while your chest heaved. “Take your pants off, now.” He smiled at your orders and stood up, doing just as you asked. You took your dress off, then your bra and wasted no time in taking all of him into your mouth once he was naked. Gallaghers abs constricted as you sucked him off greedily, a low satisfied moan coming from his throat. “Aeons,” he said and held the back of your head, “just like that, take the whole thing.” You relaxed your throat and felt him as he pushed himself completely into your mouth, his hairs tickling your nose as his balls slapped against your chin. “Perfect,” he huffed and continued to thrust into your mouth.

You dug your nails into his thighs, gagging hard against him and looking up at him through your lashes. The man soon took pity on you and pulled out, your precum stained lips sucking his tip before moving to suck on his sack. “As much as I love this,” he said as he held his dick by the base and tapped it on your stuck out tongue, “I need to be inside of you.”

The two of you moved onto the bed, your anxiety finally melting away with every gentle touch he gave you. It’s as if he tried to give you all of the passion Caelus was supposed to, in this one night. “How do you want it doll?” his gruff voice asked as he sucked marks into your neck while his big hands squeezed your breasts. “Wanna, ride you.” Your voice betrayed you as you whined out your response, but you didn’t care.

He quickly moved you to straddle him, his rough hands holding you over him. The head of his thick cock prodded at your entrance, “Go on sweetheart, indulge yourself.” he said as he let go of you, leaning against the headboard and watching you as you finally sunk down on him. “So big!” you yelped as he filled you up deliciously.

Aided by your slicked cunt, you bounced on him, your arms resting on his shoulders as you stared at him with pure hedonistic lust. He looked at you with such admiration, slowly grinding his hips up into you as you worked. “Thats it,” his nails dug into your skin, his voice coaxing you on as you felt your peak nearing. “Pussy so tight and perfect, shame that man of yours couldn’t please it properly.” He slapped your rear with both hands and roughly grabbed it as you began to clench down on him. “So fucking good,” you sighed as your nails scratched down his chest and abs.

“Fuck!” you convulsed on top of him, the smile you saw on his face before throwing your head back would surely be burned into your memory. He came into you with a grunt, slowly thrusting up into you as his hot seed filled you.

He pulled you close and moaned into your mouth, catching every word of praise that dripped from your lips. “Shit, did you cum in me?” your voice tired as you held onto his chest as you heaved. “Sure did, nothing to worry about in the dreamscape though.” you moved off of him, thick ropes of cum connecting the two of you as you moved. You lay on your back and used your fingers to push his cum back into you, “Really? Then please do it again,” you whined as he moved to hover over you. His lips kissing yours as he wasted no time in entering you once he was hard again.

The big man above you thrust into you roughly, pounding into your pussy like he knew you needed. “Yes, ah fuck me!” you whined in his ear, a moan falling from his mouth. “Aeons your fucking tight,” he growled and pushed your legs up further, his dick fucking deeper into you as he practically folded you in half. “Some men just don’t know how good they have it, I could live in you if you’d let me.” you pulled him down into yet another heated kiss, your peak soon nearing as hard as it did the last time.

“Faster Gallagher,” you begged and he picked up his pace, his fat cock so deep in you now you swore you felt it in your gut. “Never had a cock like this doll? Gonna come all over it again?” You just nodded and gritted your teeth, your nails digging into the skin of his back as he fucked you faster and harder. He could feel you start to clench down, “Cum baby, you deserve it.” And as if his words were a command, you came again, your body convulsing under him as he continued to pump into you, using you as his sleeve and cumming in you hard. “Gonna breed you so good sweetheart.” his voice was gravely in your ear as he filled you even more.

He kissed your cheek before leaning up and watching his cum drip out of you as you caught your breath. He shoved two fingers into your messy cunt and fingered you brutally, your oversensitive body writhed and your pussy throbbed as his fingers brought you to another near blinding orgasm. You squirt all over his hand, the most mischievous look on his face. “It’s like youve never been touched before, fuck.” you watched through half lidded eyes as he got hard again. His stamina impressed you, especially for a man his age.

You tiredly turned so that your ass was facing him, your tight hole now gaping and dripping cum from how hard he fucked you. “More.” you said as you looked back at him and swayed your hips. He slapped your ass, his body moving to slot between your legs. “You’ll never be able to fuck him again after this, you know that right?” his thick cock pushed into you with ease, the new position causing your back to arch. “Good, I don’t plan to.”

Gallagher practically brutalized your pussy now, his hands on either side of you as he bucked his hips against you roughly. His thick balls slapped against your clit, your body giving out quickly as you moaned his name over and over through yet another orgasm. He leaned down and began whispering praises into your ear, using you as he pleased but making sure you felt every inch and drag of his thick cock. “Perfect little pussy all mine, yeah? You won’t be able to take any other cocks like this sweetheart, you’re mine.” he gruffed and growled as he came again, stuttering against you and reaching around your body to rub your clit. You soon came for the sixth time that night, completely spent and sighing out in pure bliss under him. He pumped into you a few more times before cumming into you again, sweaty and tired but in a much different way than your previous lover was.

“The man is always the problem.” He reassured you gently with a kiss and pulled your body close to him, allowing you to finally rest and bask in the sub-space you were currently in. You felt like jelly in his hands, every touch sending your nerves alight. “You want me to walk you back now or in the morning?” he whispered as his hands massaged your sore body. “Morning,” you mumbled and closed your eyes to rest against him. He hummed and kissed your forehead, massaging you softly until you fell asleep.

You awoke at an ungodly hour to your phone ringing, answering it quickly as to not wake Gallagher. “Hello?” you asked with your voice almost gone. March began yelling from the other side, “Where the fuck are you?!” her loud voice caused you to pull the device away from your ear. “March calm down! I’m fine, I stayed with Gallagher last night, I’m sorry I didn’t text or call I was, busy.”

She continued to ramble, giving you an earful about how careless you were but then stopping once she remembered it was mostly her idea for the two of you to get together. ”Busy? Riiiiight, well ok then.” You could hear her and Himeko giggling and just hung up the phone, hoping that was enough to prove to them that you were alright.

You turned and cuddled up against Gallagher, his lips coming to kiss your forehead as he stirred awake. “Ready to head back?” he asked before moving to kiss your waiting lips. You shook your head with a giggle, “Not yet.” Your hand trailed down his front and pulled at his cock. “You’re not hurting?” he asked with a chuckle and gave you a kiss, taking your leg and pulling it over his waist.

He held the base of his cock and tapped the tip against your clit, “Need to get fucked one last time before you leave Penacony, yeah?” You nodded and he slipped into you with a grunt. “Messy cunt still so full of me, fuck!” he cursed into your neck as you hung onto his every word, getting drunk all over again on the pleasure he gave you.

“Need more daddy, don’t know when I’ll be back, ahh!” You moaned loudly as he thrust into you extra hard from the name you had called him. “You just call me daddy, sweetheart?” he asked as he moved to hover over you. He wrapped a hand around your throat, “All you sluts on the express this fucking desperate?” he asked as the grip on your neck tightened. “Spend all your time traveling the galaxy, and you cant find any good dick to satisfy you?” he asked pointedly with another harsh thrust. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, his dick plunging deep into you with hard, slow thrusts.

He hit your spot every time, growling curses and names at you as you tightened around him. His dick abused your hole, loud squelching sounds accompanied by your moans and his grunts filled the room. You breathlessly stuck out your tongue, your legs shaking wildly as your orgasm washed over you intensely. He spit onto your tongue, wiping up the mess with his fingers and shoving them down your throat. “I wanna be there when he sees you stumbling in from how good you’ve been fucked.” he said with a chuckle and leaned back, fucking you with a few more thrusts before throwing his head back and finishing inside of you. The two of you kissed for a while after that, his soft dick inside of you keeping warm with your cunt before you finally separated.

The two of you dressed and headed off to your room, promising each other you’d definitely meet up again. Gallagher watched you from the elevator and apologized with a laugh as you stumbled off to your door. You made your way inside and were instantly met with the smiling faces of Himeko and March. The three of you exchanged glances in complete silence before you cleared your throat. “Guess I didn’t need Bonajade’s help after all.” you said and threw your arms up in the air in defense. March put a hand on her hip, “Oh yeah? So Mr. Gallagher ‘fixed’ you did he?” she asked with a laugh and watched you walk awkwardly to the bed. “Fixed one thing and broke another it seems.” Himeko said and covered her mouth as she tried to hold back a laugh. “Haha very funny!” you said in response and grabbed one of the nearby pillows to loudly scream into.

The three of you would spend another day on Penacony, extending the invite to the others on the express who gladly joined. You all enjoyed a free drink at Siobhans bar, danced and chatted the whole night. And thanks to the alcohol, you even exchanged a few words with Caelus of all people. March and Dan Heng laughed happily as they sat at the bar trying each other’s drinks. Welt and Himeko danced to a slow song together, their hands on one another as they swayed peacefully. Your mouth moved as you spoke to your ex, but only aeons knew what the hell the two of you were even talking about. You sighed and rolled your eyes at whatever the boring man next to you was saying as the man you had been waiting for finally entered the room. He greeted everyone who hadn’t seen him since his disappearance, reassuring them that he was just fine. Your heart skipped a beat when he finally turned to you, his stride almost cocky as he shot a glare at Caelus. “Sorry to keep you waiting sweetheart, let’s go.” his voice was calm and gentle as he reached a hand out to you, holding you as you leapt off of the bar stool. The two of you walked by March and you made sure to raise your voice loudly when you said to her, “Don’t wait up!”

A/N: don’t even get me started cause we’ll be here all day 😮‍💨 im so obsessed with his big hairy old man ass UGH he’s never leaving my team idc if he’s a four star HES MINE!!!

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Wins & Losses

Idol Seonghwa x (F)Reader

Summary: It wasn't fair. Just because you loved someone didn't mean you let them win- but did that justify cheating?

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 631

Warnings: None

Est.Read Time: 3 min

Networks: @cromernet @k-labels @illusionnet

Ratings: PG-13

Banner: @cafekitsune

"If she doesn't love you after she sees your LEGO sets, she's not the one." The younger man huffed, readjusting his beanie as he flopped down next to the man who was spam-texting someone, chewing on his lower lip as his thumbs hovered over the screen for a moment, when he saw the familiar three dots appear.

"That's not why she's upset." He mumbled, letting out a sigh in defeat when the sender stopped typing.

"She's got you smitten."

The two looked up at the man standing there in a pink apron, holding up a spatula - this was going to be good - snapping his fingers, he pointed at the eldest, "She's got you on your knees, look at you, ready to apologise for your nerdy hobbies so she doesn't leave you."

"Again," Seonghwa rolled his eyes before going back to typing, "That's not why she's upset."

"Are you over compensating-"

"SHE'S MAD BECAUSE I CAN BUILD SETS FASTER THAN HER, OKAY!"

The two looked at each other before looking at the man who looked like he was about to explode, "It's not my fault I have years of experience, this is a skill that is learnt over time with patience and gratitude, you can't rush through it like a chore!"

"I wouldn't be surprised if she leaves you, you goddamn nerd!" Mingi exasperated before going back to the kitchen, mumbling on about how there aren't any good men left these days, no wonder Seonghwa's lover wanted to dump him- mind you she did not.

"Hyung...why don't you...let her win?" San asked meekly, knowing the reaction might not be good, especially when the silky haired man carded his fingers through his locks, turning to the feline featured man with his chest all puffed out and ready to let out a dragon like roar.

"Listen here you -"

Ding-Dong

"I'LL GET IT!" Running for his life he opened the door, letting out a breath of relief when he looked down to meet a determined gaze, a small smile gracing his lips, when he noticed a bag in her hand, "He's in the living room."

"Thank you." She mumbled, marching past the man to her own idiot, as she walked into the living room and glared at the man who peered at her through his glasses.

Tossing the bag on the couch between them, he glanced at the bag before peaking in and raising a brow at the multiple LEGO sets inside, then looking back at her.

"No headbands, no tank tops and no glasses." She announced, discreetly listing the reasons why she lost the last time- sure his hands where bigger too and he had longer fingers that were swift in movement and so pretty to stare at- she was destined to lose everytime, wasn't she?

"Deal."

With that, he stood up, hooked a finger in the loop of the plastic bag while clasping his free hand in hers, leading her to his room, knowing that this time he'd actually lose, because all those things that he was told not to do, were his winning tactics, otherwise he'd end up getting lost in her eyes, adoring the expressions she was making, the way she'd be radiating an aura of determination.

Truth be told, he did all he could to distract her in the last seven rounds, even went as far as opting for a steamy makeout session, just to leave her dazed, disoriented and distracted enough to catch up on his set and eventually win.

As he closed to door he sighed, turning to look at her with a big pout, his boba eyed cute face to earn her favour as he mumbled, "If I ask nicely would you let me win?"

"Did you let me win the last time?"

"I thought my girl would be the bigger person."

"Should've thought of that before smearing my lipstick you cheap cheater."

A bubble of laughter ripped through his chest as he walked towards her, arms wrapping around her waist, fingers playing with the hem of her shirt, "What can I say? I just wanted the winning prize so bad."

"Oh?" She snorted, arms wrapped around his neck, twirling a lock of his soft hair between her fingers, gazing up at him as he moved closer, pressing his forehead against hers, "What's the winning prize?"

"You."

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[chiipay]

Hii, how are you? I hope you're doing well. I saw that your requests were open, I was wondering if you could write for Kaiser; A scenario where the Reader and Kaiser fight, he gets angry ignoring and insulting the reader, then she leaves and he must break his pride to get her back. Feel free to ignore this if you don't want to write it. Thanks a lot 😊

AHHH A SECOND REQUEST. TYY I WAS DYING WAITING ANOTHER ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ aand I'm fine ty hbu?? I uhh actually want to do cheater kaiser but i couldn't find any idea of him cheating because of his lore i couldn't possibly see how he cheated on someone.

Shattered.

Kaiser knows that this is going to happen but he never thought it was going to be so soon.

No. It's too soon.

It's just another dumb fight he got with you. He never meant his words. You know that. So why...did you still leave him.?

He just got home after a match with the Ubers. 'fucking Lorenzo.' he was frustrated by getting blocked earlier so his mood wasn't really right on the mind right now. You were just a bit of a coincidence in his ' moody demeanor ' right now.

" Michael? You're back already? "

You were just making dinner in the kitchen hearing a loud thud making you stop whatever you were doing and went to the front door looking at Kaiser who is now hanging his head low.

You tried to reach out for him but he pushes you away while muttering some words you couldn't catch.

"... could you just leave me alone?"

" is something wrong?...you could talk to me y'know?.."

" Shut up- you won't understand. You never will."

"...hey- you could be a bit nicer.."

" yeah yeah acting all mighty up. You're just being annoying. No wonder no one has ever chosen you. At this point you were just so useless that i decided to take you ."

" I-..."

KAISER took you silent as well making him scoff at your silent demeanour and walk passed you leaving you with your own thoughts.

You were speechless. Mostly you would just beat the shit out of him and probably shrugged whatever that came out of his mouth but this time you were just feeling left out. Maybe his words have hit harder than it used to be. Even if it's just a joke he could have been a bit nicer.

Even so you realised that this happened almost every week. Insults, yelling and fighting- why are you still here? The thought of leaving crossed you. Why stay? It's not like you could fix him. no no.. you realised that maybe you weren't what he wished for.

It's better for you to leave.

And you did.

You started to pack your stuff in your duffle bag. You realised that you never had so many things in this place. This room was filled with Kaiser pride and ego. No wonder you get chills whenever you go here.

".. dang- am i that blind?"

You muttered to yourself. You never saw Kaiser red flags nor have you ever tried to find one. You never hated Kaiser. You never even have a reason to.

Kaiser left the bathroom as soon he got out of the shower- with just having his pants on and water dripping down from his hair he looked at you with confusion.

" going somewhere?"

Silent filled the room. Therefore you were still packing your clothes thinking that if you said anything it would just be a waste.

Kaiser walks up to you and stares at you while your hands are doing things. A hand reaches out to yours making your movements stop.

"... don't leave."

" I'm sorry. I think it's for the better."

"it's not."

Kaiser started cornering you beside the bedframe making you feel small.

"...let me go kaiser- I don't think this is working for both of us- i really do wish you could find someone better-.. I thin-"

Your mouth got shut by Kaiser's palm making you look up to him- confused.

"... Don't."

As much as toxic Kaiser is he still couldn't let you go. You have his head down kneeling for you. You were his joy. His one and only- He couldn't see his future with anyone else other than you.

He couldn't let you leave.

Even if it would hurt you... He couldn't just let you leave. Even after death he would hunt your soul. Curse you to be with him even in the afterlife.

"...Micha-"

" Even if you begged me to let you I won't. You can do anything you want to me. Yelling, thrashing, hitting- but don't you EVER think i will let you go. You belong to me. Your soul, body- from the single strand of your hair to your toes belong to me. Even after death, i will make sure you will be stuck beside me."

Therefore, Kaiser will make sure that he will sleep beside you. Night after night. Year after year. Every life. Every death.

You will always end up with him. He will make sure of that.

[buriedpair]

Welcome!

(Yandere OC Blog intro!)

Hey there!

My name is Charlie, I’ll be your host. 

Welcome to Buried Pair Casino, where the stakes are high and your life is always at risk! Allow me to introduce you to everyone,

Amias

Our resident gambler. He’s never lost. That much is obvious, though, seeing as he’s not dead! He’s quite lucky, it seems. Unless there’s something else going on… He’s caught the attention of many, but he’s never gotten along with our star dealer, Edge.

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Edge

Edge is our best dealer! He’s got the skills to match his witty personality, and you can bet he’ll catch any cheater in the act. That third eye isn’t just for show, you know. Sometimes, when he’s on break, you can catch him shuffling cards in the break room. Perhaps he never really takes a break.

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Double Down

Ah, DD. The pride and joy of our establishment. He’s in charge of getting rid of the losers of our dear casino! He’s quite friendly (maybe even too much so). Don’t get too close, though. I think he bites. Wouldn’t wanna catch any rabies.

(tag: bpdoubledown)

Jackpot

Jackpot, our ethereal beauty. He can be charming, until you get too close. Careful, he’s good at picking out insecurities. He’s a big fan of the owner of our Casino, and they’ve known each other since they were young. Best not to get on his bad side.

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Gambit

Mr. Gambit! He’s the reason this was all possible, and he’s always ready to handle any issues. Our reliable leader! As I said before, he's childhood friends with Jackpot. I wonder how that came to be...

(tag: bpgambit)

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Just… Be careful.

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[gilbertscurls]

The park was a pristine winter wonderland, blanketed in snow so soft and fresh it looked like powdered sugar. The air was crisp, your breath visible as little puffs in the icy air. You’d barely stepped onto the field when a snowball hit you square in the back.

“Gotcha!” Chris’s triumphant voice rang out, followed by his signature mischievous laugh.

You whipped around, already scooping up a handful of snow. “Oh, you’re so dead for that, Sturniolo!”

His grin widened as he slowly backed away, his hands raised in mock surrender. “Come on, truce? That was just a test shot!”

You didn’t even dignify that with a response. Instead, you launched your snowball with surprising accuracy, hitting him right in the shoulder. His expression shifted to one of mock betrayal.

“Oh, it’s on now.”

What started as a casual snowball fight quickly escalated into an all-out war. Chris dove behind a tree for cover, popping out just long enough to send a barrage of snowballs flying in your direction. You ducked and rolled behind a bench, laughing so hard you could barely aim.

“Is that all you’ve got?” he taunted, his voice echoing across the empty park.

You responded by pelting him with a rapid-fire attack, one snowball smacking the top of his head and sending him into a fit of laughter. “Alright, alright!” he called, holding his hands up. “I surrender!”

But the glint in his eyes betrayed him. As you cautiously approached, he lunged, scooping up a handful of snow and smushing it against your arm.

“You’re such a cheater!” you yelled, giggling as you tried to wrestle him away.

“Cheating? It’s called strategy!”

When you managed to break free, you bolted, the snow crunching under your boots as Chris gave chase. You could hear him laughing behind you, his heavy footsteps gaining on you with every second.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he called, his tone playful but determined.

“Anywhere you’re not!” you shot back, barely able to get the words out between gasps of laughter.

You zigzagged through the trees, dodging snowbanks and vaulting over low bushes. Just when you thought you’d outmaneuvered him, a hand grabbed your wrist, and you were spun around.

“Caught you!” he said, his cheeks flushed from the cold and the chase, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

The two of you stood there for a moment, catching your breath, the world around you quiet except for the sound of your laughter. Snowflakes began to fall softly from the sky, adding to the magic of the moment.

“Okay,” you panted, holding your hands up. “You win. Truce?”

Chris tilted his head, pretending to consider it. “Hmm… I don’t know. What’s in it for me?”

You rolled your eyes, still smiling. “How about hot chocolate? My treat.”

He grinned, finally letting go of your wrist. “Deal. But only if we stop for cookies too.”

“Deal,” you agreed, brushing snow off your coat as the two of you made your way back toward the park entrance, laughing and nudging each other the entire way.

And though the snowball fight was over, the memory of Chris’s laughter, the thrill of the chase, and the warmth of his smile would linger long after the snow melted.

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[delicatebarness]

cry baby | chapter seven

Summary: Baby, bye bye bye?

Warning: Mentions of John Walker.

Word Count: 1252

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A/N: The NSYNC gif tho. I love Sam Wilson. Please feel free to leave feedback or let me know where and how you want the story to continue, this is just as much yours as it is mine. - B

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By the time Sunday evening came, you felt rejuvenated. Thanks to your family and friends, and some relaxation, has worked wonders on your frayed nerves. 

Yet, as Monday approached, the familiar anxiety crept back. You knew you had to face him again. The thought gnawed at the edges of your peace, like a shadow lingering in the background. 

The office was gradually coming to life with the hum of morning conversations and the clacking of keyboards. Settling at your desk, you took a deep breath to steady yourself. A mix of anticipation and uncase grew as the minutes ticked by. Your gaze kept darting to the entrance, waiting for his inevitable arrival.

But, as the clock struck 9:00 AM, he had not walked through the doors. By 9:30, whispers began to ripple through the conference room as your colleagues glanced at each other. Puzzled by his absence, catching snippets of their conversations - questions about his whereabouts, if anyone had heard from him.

You couldn’t help but feel relieved, but, you couldn’t help but wonder: had something happened? Was this just temporary? Was someone more intense to come?

As the morning dragged on, his absence was both a blessing and a cause of concern. The office turned into full-blown speculation by lunchtime. Theories were being exchanged in hush tones, their curiosity spiking. You tried to focus on your mind, yet your mind kept drifting back to him, especially after the mumbled accusations aimed at your brother. 

~

It wasn’t until late that afternoon that you finally got some answers. Your phone buzzed with a notification from the local news app. Out of habit, you took a glance at the screen, your heart stopping as you read the headline: Police department asks for help in locating a missing man. 

Your pulse quickened as you clicked the notification, bringing up the article. The picture accompanying the story confirmed your speculations - it was John. According to the report, his wife reported him missing after not being seen or heard from since Saturday evening. 

The article mentioned the police were investigating, specifically, Officer Fury would be leading the case. He was appealing to the public for any information. Your mind began to race with questions. Had he simply vanished? Despite everything he had put you through, the news of his disappearance left you with an uncomfortable mix of emotions. 

Sitting back in your chair, you tried to process the revelation. As the office continued to buzz with the news, you decided to share the article in the Avengers group chat: Have you heard about this? - you asked, with the link attached. 

Within minutes, you received replies:

Nat: “Why am I not surprised he was a cheater too?”

Wanda: “Yeah, it just came on the news at the bar. Everyone is talking about it.”

Sam: “*NSYNC ‘Bye bye bye’ GIF*”

Stevie: “Sam, no! 🤣 Yeah, I’m with Wanda and EVERYONE is talking about it, had to tell them at least 10 times we had nothing to do with it.”

Bucky ❤️‍🩹 : “Good.”

~

The usual office chatter was overshadowed by the unfolding mystery as the rest of the day passed. Whispers in corners, and gazes fixed on his empty cubicle. As much as you tried to focus on your new project, your thoughts kept returning to him and the article. 

By the time you returned home, the sky darkened, and a cool breeze swept through the city streets. Unlocking your apartment door, you felt a shiver run down your spine. The weight of the day pressed down on you as you settled on your couch, your thoughts drifting back to Saturday morning, cuddling with Bucky.

Turning on the TV, you caught the last few moments of another news report about him, the anchor repeating details you already knew. Seeing it on the screen made it feel even more real. Leaning back, your mind swirled with possibilities. 

The buzz of your phone interrupted your thoughts. Glancing at the screen, you expected another report about John, but instead, it was a message from Bucky: “Want some company? I’ve got pizza… and cola.” 

You felt your cheeks flush as you smiled down at your phone. “You know the way to my heart. Doors open for you,” you replied as you stood from the couch, heading to your apartment door to unlock the latch. 

Within minutes, the door opened, and your gaze snapped to it. You managed a smile as you watched Bucky enter your apartment with a pizza box and a small crate of cola bottles. You noticed the first thing he did after closing the door was put the latch back into lock. 

“I don’t like you having that unlocked, even for me,” he mumbled as he set the food and drink aside on the dining table. 

~

After dinner, the two of you settled on the couch, the aroma of takeout filling the apartment. Bucky had kept the conversation light throughout the early evening, you recounted funny stories from the bar and shared the latest gossip from your friend's lives. He was a welcomed and comfortable distraction. 

The TV played in the background, and the same news article from earlier began to play once again, snapping you out of your Bucky-induced haze. His jaw tensed as he reached for the remote, swiftly turning it off just as they showed a photo of John. Bucky turned to you, his expression serious. “How are you feeling about all this?” 

Sighing, you put your cola back on the coffee table. “It’s strange,” you admitted as you brought your knees up to your chest. “I should be relieved that he’s not, you know, around, but instead, I feel… unsettled.” 

Bucky nodded, his eyes thoughtful. “I get that, Sweetheart, it’s hard for you to switch off your feelings,” he reached out, wiping a tear you hadn’t realized had spilled. “Even if the person who caused them was… well, him.” He sighed, pulling you into him. 

A sniffle escaped as you rested your forehead against his, “Thank you, Bucky. I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t here.” you mumbled, trying to steady your breathing. 

He smiled, his thumb still wiping the tears. “You don’t have to find out.” 

~

Bucky stood in your doorway, making sure you were truly asleep before, he glanced down at his phone, dialing a number. Once he was positive you weren’t going to wake up, he closed your bedroom door and quietly slipped back into the living room. 

Keeping his voice low, “Fury,” he said as the line connected. “Yeah, she’s asleep,”

There was a pause as Fury spoke on the other end of the line. Bucky’s jaw tensed as he listened intently. “She’s doing alright,” he continued, keeping his voice steady. Another pause, during which Bucky glanced toward your bedroom again, ensuring you were still asleep. “You got any updates?” 

Bucky nodded slightly at Fury’s response, keeping a calm demeanor. Listening as Fury outlined the state of the investigation his responses were brief and measured as he reached for another slice of pizza.

“Got it. I’ll keep an ear out,” he spoke before giving Fury another moment to speak, his eyes narrowed. “Sure, I get it.”

Bucky ended the call, finishing the pizza. He turned the TV back on, the news report still covering John’s disappearance, the same details they’d had all day replaying. 

Sitting back on the couch, his thoughts churned, the weight of the situation pressing down. Yet, his resolve to protect you was tireless.

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[lilmoonbunny]

Cheater; Albert Wesker

You cheat on your husband with Albert Wesker.

Warnings: Cheating

Any Wesker can be imagined, but I had RE5 Wesker in mind!

It was wrong, you knew it was wrong, yet you couldn’t help the way you lusted after your husband’s best friend.

Albert Wesker was nothing like your husband – it was a miracle that they were even friends – and perhaps that was what had attracted you to the older man. He was older than both you and your husband, a work colleague or something of the sort, and experienced in a lot more than one would ever expect, and as you stood in the kitchen with him alone, you couldn’t help but wonder if he knew of your feelings.

Your husband was in another room, doing… something; you weren’t exactly listening to him, your mind too focused on being left alone with Wesker.

“Chateau Lafite Rothschild 2005?” Wesker broke you from your thoughts. “My favourite wine. If I didn’t know any better, I would say that you bought this just for me,” a small smirk appeared on Wesker’s lips.

You looked up at the man while also actively avoiding looking at his smirk. “Well, I know how much you like it and since you took time away from work for tonight’s dinner party, I felt as though I should treat you to some,” you smile sweetly.

It was yours and your husband’s anniversary, so he decided to throw a dinner party to celebrate, inviting all your close friends who had long since left. You weren’t entirely sure why Wesker had remained, but you weren’t complaining; you did enjoy his company, after all.

Wesker’s gaze focused on your smile for a moment, eyes trailing down your body before raising back up to your eyes. His looks went unnoticed by you, however, having been fiddling with the hem of skirt.

“You’re quite readable, you know that.” He commented, his smirk unfading.

Your eyes shot up to stare into his own.

“Readable? What do you mean?”

Wesker steps forward, nodding as your eyes widen,

“Your facial expressions, the way you’re messing with your skirt.” Another step. “You’re nervous, not just because you’ve had some alcohol, but because of me.” He concludes, and you curse him for being so observant.

“Perhaps you scare me?”

Wesker smirks again. “You’re a horrible liar.” He’s in front of you now, his hand reaching to grab your chin, forcing you to look up at him. “You want me.”

Your hands are shaking now. This is wrong, you think to yourself. So wrong.

“Wesker…” His name falls from your lips in a quiet whisper.

“Admit it, Y/N.” His words are demanding yet not aggressive. “Admit that you want me. I can see it in your eyes, your body language, your behaviour. Tell me how you really feel.”

Your eyes fall to the ground, shame filling your body.

“Look at me,” Wesker says, his voice is firm but not harsh, his free hand cupping your cheek and forcing your gaze back up to him. “I want to hear you say it. No bullshit excuses.” That was the first time you had ever heard him swear.

“This is wrong. My husband… he’s in the next room, but still…”

Wesker raised an eyebrow, waiting for you to admit your feelings.

“I want you…”

Your eyes move from the ground to the doorway, ensuring that your husband wasn’t coming.

“That’s more like it,” Wesker’s hand moves from your chin to your waist, pulling you closer to him. He glances over his shoulder before turning back to you. “Be quiet, though, wouldn’t want your husband catching us like this now, hm?”

Without another word, his lips press against yours in a firm kiss, one that you can’t resist. His kiss is just how you had imagined it, rough lips, forceful yet oddly sweet, and you could taste the wine that he had been drinking all night.

Too lost in the kiss, you didn’t hear your husband approaching, but Wesker did, pulling away leaving you a blushing mess with widened eyes. He’s quick to step back, moving back to his original position with his previously abandoned glass back in his hand.

You copied his move, grabbing your own half-full glass just as your husband re-entered the room.

“I hope you two are getting along,” he grins at you both, and you simply nod, taking a large gulp of your drink.

“We are,” Wesker speaks, eyes landing on you for a moment before turning to your husband. “She was just telling me about your honeymoon,” he lies.

Your husband chuckles, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, pressing a kiss to your temple. “Is that right?” He asks.

You simply nod, thankful that Wesker was a better liar than you.

It was difficult, knowing that you had just cheated on your husband and now being in the same room with both him and the man that you had cheated on him with. You didn’t know how Wesker could do it, all with a smile on his face. Perhaps he didn’t care about him as much as your husband or thought, or as equally possible, he didn’t think that he owed him as much loyalty as you did, and he’d be right. God, how could you ever rectify this.