#and I wont talk about it anymore but it’s just. I can’t believe this is actually a thing that’s happening like really none of you care ?????

[awek-s]

just.. y’all please use your heads when you interact with people on here. I’m so serious. it IS that deep, I promise.

[luvyeni]

❛HOT N’ COLD❜ ( o. shotaro )

p. ghostface!shotaro x fem!reader w. 2k+

warnings? stalking, minor character death, fingering, unprotected sex, breeding link

— 𖦹 ( after years of running from him he finally caught up to you ) !

freaktober masterlist

‘this couldn’t be happening’ was all you thought as you listened to the radio on the way back from your job. “convicted serial killer , osaki shotaro broke out of prison earlier this evening.” you couldn’t believe your ears , how the fuck did he manage to get away. ‘i thought i got away’ you sped on the gas all the way home.

“(name) , calm down.” your friend tried to calm you down. “if he was smart enough he would stay here. he’s probably on his way to canada or something.” she didn’t know him like you did , when he wanted something, he got it.

“it’s been 4 years (name) , no more running.” she said , you sighed , she was right. you had moved a total of 3 times in the past few years , every time he’d find your new address, sending you a letter , declaring his love for you , and you were tired , you wanted to settle down. “he’s gone.”

she suggested you take a hot shower to relax yourself. “relax and eat all the junk you want.” she said before hanging up , you decided to listen – what’s the worst that could happen.

After finishing your shower – which was actually pretty relaxing , you wrapped the warm towel around your body , stepping out of the shower , grabbing your phone to turn off the music you were playing from the speaker. “huh?”

you were confused , your friend knew you were in the shower and your phone would be on do not disturb , so why would they try and call , 6 times at that. you pressed her number , waiting for her to pick up , it finally answered after a few rings. “i told you i'd be in the shower , why’d you call so much?”

first there was heavy breathing. “(friends name)?” there was a small gasp , then a giggle. “(friends name) , this is not funny.” you sat your phone down , putting on your underwear and a random sweatshirt you found. “what a shame baby.” That voice stopped you dead in your tracks. “i thought you would’ve remembered my laugh , i remembered everything about you.” your body froze up.

“sh-shotaro?” you stuttered. “eh? What happened to taro baby , you know i used to love when you called me that." he giggled once again. “shotaro , where is (friends name? what did you do to her.” He kissed his teeth. “see that’s why I should’ve killed her four years ago , she was always trying to get in between our love.” He said. “don’t worry , she won’t be bothering us anymore.”

his laughter sent shivers down your spine. “where is she!” you yelled. “i killed her baby , duh.” He said so casually. “she is such a screamer.” you gasped as he explained. “i got admit , it was fun , stabbing her , finally watching the life leave her eyes.” tears flowed down your cheeks. “don’t cry baby , the good news is , right before she died , she was so kind as to give me your address.”

fear set in your stomach , running to your room , closing and locking the door. “baby you know locking the door isn’t gonna stop me.” you were confused , how did he know unless. “you’re in my house.”

“such a smart baby.” he said. “it was so easy to , out anniversary date , as usual.” you should’ve changed it , but you it was the only set of numbers you could remember besides your birthday. You were pleading with him sobbing. “pl-please just go , i wont tell anybody , if you just go.”

“i can’t do that baby , not after I dreamt of this day for 4 years.” he said. “we broke up shotaro , please it’s over.” you cried , grabbing the small knife from your nightstand. “where are you , huh?” you said. “how long will you keep this up!”

“baby if you want me so bad , come find me.” he said. “im not stupid.” his giggles pissing you off. “shut the fuck up!” he stopped laughing. “talk to me like that again , and i kill your family.” His attitude switching from normal to dark , back to normal. “now come out like a good girl and play , if not i go to your parents house.”

“no please.” you opened the door. “look I did it , please just go now.” He tsked. “now come find me.” he said. “where are you?” you gritted your teeth. “that’s not how this works love , you have to play right to get your reward.” he said. “if you try to leave i'll know baby.”

you made your way into the kitchen. “you’re so cold baby , but i can see you now , and you look just as beautiful as ever , that sweatshirt isn’t really hiding much.” You wished you would’ve never gotten those cameras now , but in the moment they seemed to be a good idea.

“ooh baby.” he taunted , “you’re getting warmer.” he said as you turned back to make your way into your room , you turned to the closet. “bingo.” he said. “you’re so hot.” you slowly walking up to the closet. “are you gonna open it?” he questioned , as you reached for the door , opening it ready to swing the knife. “w-what.”

he was giggling again. “jesus baby.” he said through laughter. “maybe you are dumb , you really think i'd tell you where i am that easy.” you could barely see through it tears. “don’t cry baby , you’ll see me soon enough.”

“i can’t wait to hold you in my arms again.” he said. “it’s been so long , but i haven’t forgotten the way you smelled , i see you still use that soap i bought you.” you turned to the bathroom , the door was closed – you never closed the door after a shower. “you’re in the bathroom.”

“am i?” he questioned. “how about you check.” you were done with his teasing , running back to your room , closing and locking the door. “oh , are you being a brat baby?” he said. “i'm done.” your voice was shaky. “im done with your games.” The phone hung up. “hello?”

“really baby?” your heart sank. “cause it seems like you fell right into my trap.” There he stood behind you , after four years you’ve finally came face to face with the guy in the mask who struck so much fear in your heart for the past 4 years. “sh-shotaro.”

you look to the door , trying to make a run for it , but he was quicker , grabbing your wrist , forcing the knife out your hand. “please.” you begged. “please don’t kill me.” he let your arm go , holding the knife to your throat , keeping you in place.

he took the mask off , blood splattered still on it. “you know i will never harm you baby.” he said , his face still had that soft inviting look that he had before he became this monster that stands before you. “but you have to be a good girl.”

“w-what do you want?” his eyes went down your body , then back to your eyes , smirking , dropping the knife , letting you breath a bit. “you baby , that’s all i ever wanted was you.” he said. “you’re a murder!” You shouted. “you’ve killed many people.”

“that doesn’t change anything does it?” he said. “w-what?” you stuttered. “in all of the four years you’ve never moved too far away from me.” he started. “look around baby , you’ve kept things from our relationship , you still use things I bought for you.” you remembered him pointing out the soap , he always bought you that.

“that doesn’t even mean anything , i did love you along time ago.” you said. “a long time ago eh?” he said backing you against the wall. “then tell me you don’t love me anymore.” he said. “tell me you don’t miss me anymore.”

you were speechless , he was so close. “you can’t can you?” he grabbed your cheeks , forcing you to look at him. “because you still love me.” his hands travelled down from your waist down to your ass. “sh-shotaro.” he shut you up with a kiss.

this was wrong , you should’ve pushed him off , he was dangerous – he killed your bestfriend for gods sake , he could still kill you. “you know you want this.” he kissed against your neck. “you even dressed up so pretty for me.” he played with ends of the sweatshirt. “you even kept my sweatshirt.”

he picked you up , throwing you on the bed , hovering over you. “never forgotten the way how wet you got for me.” he pressed down on your clothed clit. “sh-shit.” you moaned and he smirked. “there you go , moan for me.” he rubbed your clit harder. “you want my fingers?”

he pulled your underwear to the side , pushing his fingers inside you. “fuck taro.” he roughly fucked your hole , pulling moan after moan out of you. “so fucking wet , can’t wait to feel you wrapped around my cock.” his cock was straining against his bloodstained pants , begging to be freed.

“t-taro.” your back arched off the bed. “i-i'm gonna cum.” he curled his fingers , you screamed in pleasure. “im cumming!”

He fingered you through your orgasm , pulling his fingers out , tapping your face. “open.” he forced his fingers in your mouth , groaning as you tasted yourself. “good girl.” he put his fingers that were covered in your spit and juices , wrapping his plump lips around them. “so sweet.”

he stood off the bed , undoing his pants , letting them hit the floor , along with his underwear , before getting back on your bed , slotting himself in between your legs. he pulled your panties down. “such a pretty pussy.” you moaned , as his tip kissed your clenching hole. “t-taro , please fuck me.”

he didn’t easing himself inside you , slamming himself inside you , making you scream. “fuck baby.” he groaned. “so fucking tight , when was the last time anyone has fucked you?” truth is , he was the last time you had sex , you were too busy running to settle down , or even a one night stand. “f-four y-years.”

“four years.” he chuckled. “baby the last time you had sex was with me.” he sped up. “you basically saved yourself for me.” he grunted. “you knew only i could fuck this sweet cunt good enough to make you scream.” he abused your poor cunt.

“that’s it scream for me.” he wrapped his hand around your throat. “such a whore for me , i killed your bestfriend , her blood is still on me , and here you moaning for me like a slut.” he growled. “you’re just a sick as i am.”

you weren’t gonna last long with the way he handled your body , fucking you at a inhumane pace , your brain a little foggy due to lack of oxygen. “look at you , so dumb for me.”

“g-gonna cum.” you managed to get out. “yeah? gonna cum for me , cum all over my cock.” you nodded. “well go ahead , so i can breed your cunt , give you a kid to remind you of who you belong to.” he thrusted up , hitting that spot that had your eyes rolling to the back of your head , clenching around him , cumming.

“fuck , shit in gonna cum -fuck- gonna fill you up.” he moaned out before you felt the warmth of his seed spilling into your pussy. “fuck , take my cum.” he pressed his hips against yours , emptying himself inside you.

he stayed inside you , kissing your neck. “gonna run away.” he said. “somewhere really far where they’ll never find me.” he finally pulled out. “gonna take you with me.” He watched the cum leak out of you , scooping it up , pushing it back in. “start a family with you.” He kissed your forehead.

“and i'll kill anyone who tries to get in my way.”

©LUVYENI

[beebeetheclown]

Here's something i came up with from the prompts🙈

15. [Slapping] Kendall on the face because either:

- he was being too cocky

- dirty talk went too far

- wont shut up about how shitty his dad is during sex💀

Hi I loved all of these ideas haha . I kinda tried to put them together all in one🤭 Hope you like it👀

One Shot Request

Kendall Roy x reader, Kendall Roy x You, f/m

Contains: smut, Kendall Roy being cocky…😏

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Working in an office job with rich narcissists wasn’t really your thing. But here you were, following Frank, your father, around Waystar. He got you the job because there was job openings available and he wanted you to be just like him someday. Your first week there was already a lot, it was crazier than you thought it would be.

“What, is it daddy daughter work day?” Was the first thing Roman Roy had said in your direction.

“No, I am just giving her some training. She starts tomorrow.”

Roman looks at you, “Right. Just promise me you aren’t as annoying as your dad. He is very annoying.”

“I’ll try my best.” You reply.

So, that’s how you met Roman. As for his brother, he was the complete opposite. While Roman was busy with his dumb little jokes towards you like he was your own little brother, Kendall stayed quiet while it was your first few weeks there. You’d see his eyes on you sometimes or even just feel them on you. You didn’t really think much of it until Roman stops you one day as you’re walking past his office.

“Hey, get over here.” You hear him say.

You turn and walk into his office, “What do you want?”

“Sit, make yourself comfortable. I have something rather pathetic to tell you.” He says with a little giggle.

“Oh god,” You really weren’t ready to hear it as you thought it was going to be something pointless.

“It’s not about me this time I promise. All though, I am quite interesting.”

“Just get on with it.”

“My brother. He wants to fuck you.”

You look at Roman and can’t tell if he’s bullshitting you or not. “What?”

“Yeah, he wants to fuck you. He can’t seem to keep it in his pants cause he’s so pathetic.”

“You’re full of shit.” You say as you get up from your chair, not believing a single word he says.

“No, I’m serious.” He laughs. “He really told me, face-to-face. He said he’d try and get you but he was afraid he’d scare you off and you’d file some assault charge. He thought it was ‘unprofessional’ to fuck an employee. I told him to not give a fuck.”

“So, you encouraged him?”

“I mean, yeah. Why wouldn’t I? I’d fuck you, you’re… fucking… hot.”

“Okay, no. I am not sleeping with you.”

“Boring.” He replies with a shrug, “Now, go away I have stuff to do.” He says and shoos you away with his hands.

As you leave his office, you can only try and think if what he had just told you was actually the truth or just some stupid prank. That was the thing about Roman, you never knew if he was really joking because he was always so childish.

Of course, out of what seems to be a coincidence, you and Kendall run into each other as you are making your way back to your desk. He stops in front of you instead of just walking past which makes you stop too, looking up from the ground and at him.

“So, Roman doesn’t keep secrets very well does he?”

“Uh, I’m sorry?”

He smiles, “It’s my fault, really. I should have known that he doesn’t keep his mouth shut.”

“You heard?”

“Yeah, I mean, how could I not? His door was wide open and he spoke loudly as he ran his mouth.”

You don’t know why you were embarrassed. It’s not like you said anything bad, it’s he who should be embarrassed.

“Right.” You reply, “Well, I guess your secret’s out.” You joke, not really taking the whole thing seriously. But Kendall was taking it very seriously. He meant what he said to Roman a few nights back. He felt as if he couldn’t handle it anymore and he needed to at least try and get at you.

“I guess so.” He replies.

“And, you’re not embarrassed by that?” You ask.

“No, not really. Why do you think I should be?” This was high on power Kendall Roy. A grin on his face while he was being so manic and cocky. This was now your third week and you already saw many different sides of Kendall.

“I don’t know. I would be if I were you.” You say with a little chuckle, “I mean, we’ve spoken what? Maybe twice?”

“Yeah, and twice is good enough for me.” He grins.

“Is it crazy to say that I think you’re more immature than your brother?” You tease.

He laughs softly with you, “Oh, very crazy. I am not immature, not as immature as him, that's for sure.”

“Prove it then.”

“Uh, I know the best answers to things, not just business related of course. I know what I want and I’m not too much of a pussy to go for it. Oh, and I actually know how to fuck without being awkward.”

“Right. You’re oh so mature but you just go and roast your younger brother just like that? Like a little boy wanting to win? Real mature.” You tease. “You know, I’ve never meant someone more cocky than you?”

“But you like it.”

“No, I don’t”

“Yeah, you do.” The same grin stays on his face. You honestly had no idea where all of this confident and flirty personality of his was coming from. But like you said before, Kendall Roy has many sides to him

“I do not. Now, is there anything else ridiculous you have to say, or can I go back to my desk?”

“Actually, there is one more thing.”

Oh great.

“And what is that?” You ask.

“There's these printed files tucked away in one of the conference rooms, I need help grabbing them.”

“You need help grabbing papers? Located in an empty conference room?”

“Uh huh, that’s right.”

You can’t help but grin a little bit. You don’t know why, but you reply with, “Okay, I’ll help you. But then, I’m going back to my desk.”

“Deal.”

You follow him to the conference room. You knew that the whole paper thing was bullshit, you followed him anyway.

Before you know it, you are in an empty conference room with no windows that face the office, only ones that face the city.

As soon as he closes the door behind the two of you, you don’t even care to still pretend that there are papers, you just cut right to it.

“You know, my dad’s going to kill me, no actually, he’ll kill you.”

Kendall jokingly looks around the room, “I don’t see him anywhere.”

“You know what I mean. If he finds out about this, finds out that you, Kendall, are a part of it, he’d never respect you again.”

“Not a problem. He’ll have to respect me if he wants to keep his fucking job.”

“You don’t get to decide if he keeps his job, Logan does.”

“Yeah, but not for long, soon it’ll be up to me. Hey, speaking of m dad, he’d be so fucking angry about this.” He says with a laugh. His hands are now slowly travelling up your thighs. “But I don’t give a fuck on what he has to say.”

As his hands continue, you begin to back up and sit on the edge of the long conference table. He pulls your skirt up over your hips.

“Of course you don’t. You only care about yourself.”

“That’s not true. I care about you right now.”

“Do you?”

“Uh huh.” He says lowly. “Can I touch you?” He now whispers in your ear.

“Yes, just don’t make me regret this.”

“Oh, trust me, you won’t. I’ll be the best guy you’ve ever had.”

His cockiness really made you dislike him more, but it also turned you on more than anything. He pushes your panties aside and plays with your clit for a few seconds before he brings his fingers down and fucks you with them. A sound leaves your lips as you look down at his hand.

You don’t even hold back and put your hand on the back of his head as you kiss his lips. He kisses you back in need but the kiss doesn’t last long as you have to pull away to moan and gasp into his mouth. His fingers stretched you out since you hadn’t gotten laid in so long, they stretched you out because they worked you better than your own skinny little fingers.

He kisses you again and then breathes out a little chuckle as he listens to the quiet noises you make for him. “Oh, I could only imagine how much my dad would hate this.” He laughs a little at the thought of his father being angry, “And I used to care so much to please him. I’ve learned not to give a fuck anymore. I like seeing his stupid little angry face. I like doing what I want.”

“Ken, can you maybe like… not talk about your father while your fingers are inside of me? I’d like to not think about him in a situation like this.” You breathe out.

“Right, right. Sorry, it’s just that, I think it’s funny how I used to care so much. But I make up my own fucking rules now.”

You grind your hips into his fingers to give yourself more pleasure and grab onto his shoulder with your one hand. It’s almost as if you needed him to shut up in order for you to cum, but he keeps going,

“I make my own rules, I fuck whoever I want and I will win.”

“Kendall,” You say his name, meaning it as a warning that you want him to shut his mouth but it comes out as a whine. This only encourages his cockiness and boosts his ego.

“God, he’ll be so fucking jealous of me. He’ll wish he never,”

You don’t let Kendall even finish his sentence. Instead you let go of your grip that was on his suit jacket and slap him in the face. You don’t even know why you did it, it’s like you did it without thinking. His fingers freeze inside of you as he looks back at you. You can’t help but look back at him and then laugh.

“What was that for?” He asks in a serious tone.

“I don’t want to be cumming around your fingers while you continue to talk about your shitty father and your cocky little fantasies.”

He doesn’t reply, he just grins again.

“Oh, what could you possibly be smiling-“ You don’t finish your sentence. He pushes you down so that your back is on the table. He spreads your legs wider and unzips his pants.

“Kendall, what are you doing?” You ask, looking at him standing in front of you. You knew exactly what he was doing but you asked anyway, shocked at how fast it was all happening.

“Just be quiet and let me do what I need to do. I know you want this as much as I do, you being so wet gives it away.”

“Someone could walk in at any moment.”

“Unlikely. This room is only used for meetings. It’s our lucky day, none are scheduled today.”

“Well, someone could hear us.”

“You think I’ll make you feel so good that you won’t be able to keep quiet huh?”

Okay, fuck you.”

“Just be as quiet as you can. We’d hate to have someone find out that Frank’s daughter has her legs spread for me on a table wouldn’t we?” He says teasingly and then lines himself up.

“Just fuck me before I change my mind.”

He smiles and grabs your thighs, not waiting any longer to grind his hips forward. You are so tight around him that it makes him moan lowly.

You gasp before a little whimper leaves your lips. He grabs your hips now and pulls back before thrusting forward again but a little faster this time. He groans then chuckles a little at how good you feel around his cock.

“Tell me you’re not going to regret this.” He says as he continues to fuck you on the conference room table, finding and setting a pace.

“As much as I hate to say it, I won’t regret it.” You breathe out before you’re throwing your head back and moaning at the feeling of him pumping into you.

“I knew it.” He grunts out, “I fucking knew you would love having me like this. Am I the best fuck you’ve ever had?”

“Just shut up.” You whine.

“That’s not answering my question.” He looks at your eyes now as he continues his brutally slow but rough thrusts.

“Yes, and I fucking hate that that’s the answer.” You close your eyes and whisper his name.

“Why?”

You’ve never had a guy talk so much during sex. Hearing him speak like he was having a normal conversation only with grunts and moans in between makes you want to scream in pleasure.

“Because- you’re… Kendall Roy.”

“Yeah, I am. So what? You should be grateful to have me like this rather than be a stubborn little girl.”

“I am not stubborn.”

“Yes, you are.” He begins to set a faster pace now, making sure that you get it in your head that you should be “grateful”.

“No- fuck you.”

“What, are you gonna give me one of your weak little slaps again?” He chuckles, “Go ahead, you know it actually turns me on when you’re all annoyed and stubborn. I like a little challange.”

You can’t believe that his stupid degrades and his cockiness makes your orgasm arrive but they do. You don’t even warn him before you’re finishing around him. You aren’t even thinking straight as you moan out loudly, not covering your mouth at all.

It only takes him a few more seconds, with his thrusts now getting messier, he follows close behind and tiny grunts leave his lips before he’s pulling out and spilling on your thigh. You’re both catching your breaths and you look up at the ceiling, not believing what you just did. It was crazy, but you didn’t regret it.

“How was that?” He says with a chuckle, fixing himself up to make it look like he didn’t just fuck one of his employees.

“Good, but never again.”

“Sure… right.”

“You don’t believe me?”

“You’ll come back. You won’t admit it, but you'll come back.”

You shake your head and smile a little. Maybe he was right.

[mariefilms]

╰───► Summer in Europe - e. williams

uno.

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Pairing- mafia princess and assassin!ellie williams x assassin!black fem reader

Warnings- 18+ MDNI!!!!! angst, smut, references/allusions to murder, dirty talk, pet names ( ma, baby), fingering (r! receiving), squirting, use of strap on, multiple orgasms (2), uhhhh i think that’s it.

Synopsis- you and ellie found love when you were both at your lowest, a summer in rome was one of your best ideas until you got a call telling you to kill the love of your life.

a/n- this is my first time writing smut so don’t be too harsh🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾 (nsfw under the cut) this was originally supposed to be a oneshot but it was getting long so i decided to split it up into to 2-3 parts, i hope you guys like it !!

it was the summer of 2027 when you fell in love with her. you were only supposed to stay in Italy for two weeks before you met her. ellie was captivating, nothing like anybody you’d ever seen before. she was so hooked on you she followed you around like a puppy not knowing what dangers being in your presence would entail. The lavish dates and time you and ellie spent together only progressed your love for each other. unfortunately, you were needed back home. you had to take care of a client even if you wanted to stay in your little fantasy bubble with ellie. the trip wasn't supposed to last this long and sadly, your work was calling you. you’d never abandoned it for this long of a time period. Therefore, it was time to get back to the real world and out of this lovesick haze. ellie decided it was best to treat you to one last dinner before you had to leave even though she never knew if you were coming back. It was one of the best dates you had ever been on since you’d come to rome. ellie made sure your every need was met and she couldn't help but fall into the pit of love deeper and deeper, not knowing how you would crush her heart and she would crush yours.

on your way back home you got a call from your handler, he was seething at your radio silence for the past three months and didn’t want to have to report it to the higher-ups. that would start a worldwide manhunt neither of you wanted to deal with. “seth, it’s fine ok. i just needed a break.and you of all people should know the importance of that.” sighing, you grabbed a glass of champagne that was offered to you by a waiter.

to your luck, he relented on his incessant nagging (it was all in worry for your well-being, he was getting old and he couldn’t keep saving your ass anymore now) and told you about your next job that needed to be done asap. your assignment was to seduce and kill the notorious mob princess and best assassin the world had seen since julio santana, ellie williams. adoptive daughter of joel miller and tess miller.

your heart dropped in familiarity with her name. everything around you became muddled when you realized. you couldn’t believe your luck. it would only be you who’d have to kill the one and the only person who you loved. “ i-i can’t do this one seth.”

“what- why can’t you do it? you’ve never been opposed to taking a job before. what’s wrong about this one!?”

“its a conflict of interest seth! i can’t fulfill an assignment on someone i know very fucking intimately!” you yelled into the phone and throwing your hands up in the air. this was easily becoming one of the worst days of your life, and you’ve had more of those than you could count.

“what a load of bullshit! you know all of your victims intimately that is the whole point of your job y/n!” he yelled back and you tried not to snap at him because he did take very good care of you but you were tired of his shit.” it’s fucking different seth! this isn’t some one night stand type of thing! i fell for her! i cant and wont fucking do it!” you were seething in your seat in the plane trying not to disturb the other passengers.

“i don’t give a shit about that y/n! you will do what needs to be done, you KNOW, the damn rules!” you tuned him out after that. you didn’t want to hear the truth and tried not to think about the inevitable.

seth was rambling in your ear, still going on and on about how you have no choice and the threat of the higher-ups still lingering because of your long absence, and how you fucked up falling in love with someone from the mob. you tried to argue you didn’t know she was from the mob, just rich but he wouldn’t hear it. you could honestly give less of a fuck about the higher ups but you remembered why you were even in this business in the first place, making your decision a pretty easy one. deciding you had enough of his incessant whining you took the job with a broken heart.

it was october when you finally made your way back to italy. you took a month at home of getting your affairs in order to successfully complete this assignment. you cried so much throughout the downtime to the point where you had nothing left in you but deep despair. the urge of going MIA and not completing the mission was strong, but you couldn’t do that, you made a promise and had a job to do. you couldn’t let a measly love affair stop you even if she meant the world to you. you had to keep up your end of the bargain or shit would get messy.

after you landed at the airport you went through baggage claim and made your way to the lobby before you spotted ellie waiting for you. your heart warmed and filled with dread all at once when you saw her. you rolled your suitcase up to her and smiled when she turned to look at you. ellie looked so pretty standing in front of you. she looked at you like you hung the stars. her piercing green eyes were shining with love while she dragged her gaze on you up and down smiling brightly.

“hi baby” she greeted you breathlessly and wrapped her arms around your waist while going in for a deep kiss. you reciprocated instantly, never getting used to the way she made you feel. you broke the kiss and smiled back up at her. “i missed you so much” you whispered into her lips. “me too, ma” she whispered back before kissing you again but this time it was more vigorous. she ran her hands up and down your sides feeling all your curves and committing them to memory. she'd missed this so much, she'd missed you so much. despite the timing of your relationship, she felt a deep connection to you. ellie couldn’t fathom you leaving her anymore after you came back and decided to stay with her. she squeezed you tighter not wanting to let you go (in more ways than one) but knew y’all had to get back so she could help you unpack and finally fuck you like she’d been wanting to.

“let’s get back, wanna show you much i missed you” she whispered in your ear while her hands drifted down to your ass and cupped it through your jeans. you gasped and pushed her off of you while laughing. “have some decency, we're in public ellie!” she rolled her eyes at you before smacking your ass and grabbing your bags. “you wasn’t saying that while i was tonging you down” your face went warm at her words, forgetting how bold she tended to be, not being afraid to speak anything that was on her mind. “ok but that’s completely different than you groping me!” you smacked her arm and she just laughed at your response, pulling you into her while you both walked out the airport and into her car. her driver was waiting outside of it and took your bags from her. he then opened the door so you both could get in.

during the ride back to ellie’s place, your mind couldn’t stop racing. you felt so wrong for lying to ellie like this. acting like you were here in rome to continue your relationship with her but actually on an assignment to kill her. it was weighing so heavy on you that ellie noticed the shift in your demeanor. she didn’t know why you started to feel upset but she had a feeling it was about you being back in rome away from home and familiarity. she had no clue what your real intentions were, she was still under the impression that you were here for her and trying to commit to a serious relationship, not just a fling. ellie didn’t know that you knew what she did for a living and who she was connected to. she prayed you’d never have to see or experience that side of her. when she was handling her business she was a different person. her anger issues peaking and making her seem borderline psychotic. she wasn’t proud of what she did for a living but it’s what she grew up around ever since joel picked her up off the streets, saving her from a piece of shit who didn’t know how to keep his hands off of little girls.

ever since then she vowed to ruthlessly murder anybody who thought it was ok to do anything remotely close to that.

when ellie’s driver finally pulled up to her house your mood had brightened significantly. ellie was trying her hardest to cheer you up during the long drive the best she could and it worked for the most part. you still had a heavy weight on your shoulders from the responsibility of taking ellie’s life but you decided to not let it bother you for the rest of the day. you needed to appreciate all the time you had left with ellie.

ellie’s driver, who you later learned was named jesse, opened the door for you both to get out of the car and go inside.

“hey love, wait inside for me. i need to take an important call real quick.” ellie kissed your cheek before rounding to the other side of the black g-wagon.

you sighed before agreeing to her demand and walked into ellie’s home. it was a black interior and exterior modernesque house that was ducked off from the bustling city of rome. you’d been here many times in the 3 months you first visited but it never failed to take your breath away. jesse brought your bags in while you got settled in. since ellie was outside taking a call you felt this was the perfect time to hide your weapons to lower any levels of suspicion— not that ellie suspected you, you were just paranoid and had a lot of guilt.

luckily you managed to hide them in very obscure places and avoided being seen by jesse and just in time before ellie ended her phone call, dismissed jesse and finally came inside to spend time with you.

she found you in the kitchen and you were praying she didn’t notice how wound up you were. just seconds before she made her way into the kitchen you had hidden a pistol in a compartment behind the oven. you felt like you were sweating bullets and tried to act as normal as possible when she came up behind you wrapping her arms around your waist and giving your neck little pecks. “what are you doing in here baby?” she mumbled into the kisses she was giving your neck, stirring up a sizzling heat in your lower regions.

“nothin’, i just decided that i wanted to cook something today instead of us going out again.” you giggle at her kisses turning ticklish and feeling her smile against your neck while she sways with you in her arms to a random beat in her head.

you turned around in her arms ready to tell her you needed to start gathering the ingredients before she cut you off with a toe-curling kiss.

“i missed you so much baby. that was the worst month of my life” you laughed at her dramaticness. “i know el, it was hard for me too but i’m here now and i won’t be leaving anytime soon.” you were lying to her and it hurt so much but you had to keep up appearances and not alert ellie to anything being wrong with you.

she pulled you into another deep kiss, tongues sliding together and you both moaning into it before you tried to pull back so you could actually start cooking. ellie on the other hand didn’t want to let you go. she could stay kissing you forever but she knew you had to start on the dish you wanted to make and finally broke the kiss not before grabbing your ass and rubbing on it. she had a panty-dropping smirk on her face as she looked at you. she knew the power she had over you and your body and wasn’t afraid to use it.

“ellie, no. move. i’m trying to cook and you tryna fuck me” you were laughing as you kept trying to remove her hands from your ass while she started back kissing on your neck, implementing teeth and sucking your skin, trying to leave her mark on you.

“you can still cook like this” she smirked against your skin at your scandalized gasp.

“ellie you know damn fucking well, move your ass !” you smacked her forearm so she could take you seriously and move.

she gave you one last peck on your lips before letting you get back to cooking, “ok ok fine, but i hope you didn’t forget about what i said at the airport” she whispered breathily in your ear before, once again, smacking your ass and walking out of the kitchen with a proud smile on her face.

“ooh i can’t stand her fine ass !” you bit your lip before whispering to yourself and turning to start cooking one of your favorite dishes from back home that you had a feeling ellie would love.

once you finally got done cooking the jambalaya, you called ellie down while you were making hers and your plate. she kissed your cheek before going to sit at the table, you walking behind her and sitting right across from her at the table. the dinner reminded you of every date ellie took you on at a expensive restaurant, except more intimate and intoxicating.

before digging in you asked ellie to try it and tell you if she liked it. you know she’s never had something like this before so you really hoped she would.

when she took a bite she literally moaned out loud. you busted out laughing at her response, your efforts to conceal it were futile and it came out anyway, “i take it i did good huh?” she nodded her head fervently and started to scarf her plate down.

“wait- el slow down! it’s not going anywhere” you tried to stop her from eating too fast and too much and later having a stomach cramp. “ i can’t stop it’s so good baby. i don’t know how i’ve never gotten to eat this good in my life.” she heaved after a particularly big bite. you covered your mouth trying not to laugh at her appearance after tearing her plate up. the bottom half of her face was covered in the sauce from the jambalaya with little rice pieces, and she was leaning back in her seat trying to catch her breath.

“ellie you have so much shit on your face” you couldn’t hold your laugh in anymore and it finally busted out.

“what? where?” she started wiping everywhere but where she had smudges of sauce on her. “girl- you know what let me get it!” you stood up and walked to ellie’s side of the table before bending down and using your hands to wipe the remnants of sauce and rice crumbs on her face. as you wiped some crumbs off of her lip ellie licks your thumb in while staring deeply into your eyes and giving it a hard suck. “thank you for the meal baby” she smirks against your thumb still resting on your lip.

“fuck it.” you crashed your lips against ellie’s, taking her by surprise. she moaned into your lips before pulling you into her lap so she could kiss you properly. she sucked on your bottom lip and intertwined her tongue with yours, completely tonguefucking your face in an agonizingly rough pace making you grow so wet in her lap. you were a moaning mess and couldn’t control your hips, rutting down against ellie and adding slight stimulation to hers and your clit.

“mm fuck” ellie groaned into your mouth when she felt you start grinding against her. she dragged her hands down your sides, up and down your back, through your braids, and finally landed on your ass. she loves your ass so much it was crazy. she smacked one cheek before making you grind down harder after hearing you whine and whimper into her. you started bucking your hips uncontrollably when she kissed you particularly hard that sent shiver through your body and had you dampening your panties even more.

“fuckkk ellie” you were so needy for her. she’s the only one that’s made you fell this good out of the many nameless and faceless one night stands you’d had in the past. you needed her to do something about the ache in your pussy and you needed it now.

“ellie cmonnnnn, i’m ready” you whined into her mouth trying to move her hand where you wanted her as she started trailing her kisses lower and lower down your neck. suckling on your collarbone and making a dark hickey appear. “i know, baby i know.”

ellie picked you up while you were still situated in her lap. she made her way to her bedroom while she kissed you deeply managing to not hit too many walls on the way. when she entered her room she threw you on the bed before going into one of her drawers and grabbing some lube, her harness and the black long and girthy dildo that was usually attached to it.

you couldn’t believe how fine she was and how lucky you were able to spend time with her, not wanting to sour your mood with the burden you still carried heavily on your shoulders, you pulled ellie by her tattooed arm on top of you so you could kiss her again but she turned down your advances of trying to deepen the kiss, only giving you a couple pecks before she started making her way down your body, the body she was so in love with.

she trailed kisses down your neck and stopped at your boobs, pressing little pecks between them before taking your right nipple into her mouth and trailing her right hand down to the wetness in between your thighs. rubbing your clit through your panties and making you moan lowly out loud. she used her left hand to knead your left nipple before she plopped off your right to give some attention to the left.

you were out of it. face blissed out with no thoughts behind your eyes. all you could think about was ellie and how much you wanted her mouth and fingers all over you. “ellie please. stop teasing and fuck me!” you whined at the stimulation you were receiving. she chuckled at your impatience and ended up giving in to you, she could never say no to your pretty pouty face.

“ok pretty girl, i’ll give you what you want '' ellie gave you one more toe-curling kiss while removing your soaked underwear before dropping down to your gushing pussy and circling her tongue around your clit. you moaned out so loud and it made ellie so wet, grinding down into the mattress while she hooked her hands under your thighs and pushed them into your chest. ellie licked a long stripe up and down your slit before going back to sucking your clit into her mouth.

you were a moaning mess. everything she did to you felt so good to the point of insanity. she was making you feel so fucking good you didn’t know what to do with your hands. deciding on gripping her hair and messing up her sloppily put-up bun, grinding hard into her face. she groaned into your pussy and sunk two fingers into you before curling them and abusing that sweet spot she knew would have you seeing stars. your eyes rolled back as you felt her attack your g-spot. you couldn’t control your sounds at all. she could hear all the little noises your mouth made and loved it. she lifted her head out of your juices to use her other hand to rub on your clit roughly making you jerk in her hold before she held you down. “yeaaaa let me hear you baby. pussys so wet f’ me”

she was easily becoming pussydrunk. the way your cunt gushed out your wetness and started creating a white ring around her fingers that were fucking into you hard and deep. she couldnt get enough.

“fuck- fucking love this pussy baby” she drawled out breathlessly before diving back in and attacking your clit with her tongue.

“tell me whos pussy this is?” she rubbed on your clit hard.

“yours ellie! it’s your pussy, shit!”

you were bucking and spasming as you felt your orgasm crashing down on you. “ellie- mm- fuck fuck, m’ gonna cum, m’ gonna cum ellie!” you screamed out as you felt the knot that had been building in your stomach since she kissed you in that airport lobby burst, your eyes rolled back from the intensity and her refusal to stop rubbing your clit.

“mm- fucking love this pussy. cum on my face baby, fuck- i want it all” she pistoned her fingers into you faster and doubled downed on your clit drawing your orgasm out and making you cry out from overstimulation. “shittttt- that’s it baby” ellie pulled her fingers out of you and sucked on them savoring the taste of you and moaning wantonly around them. she kissed your clit again before sitting up to put her strap on and lube it up.

you were still overstimulated when she slapped it on your clit twice. “mm’ no more el” you tried to run from her but she pulled you back and flipped you on your stomach. “uh uh baby you know i’m not done with you.” she rubbed her fingers in your juices again before lining up and pushing inside of you.

“fuckkkkk—“ she groaned as she sunk her dick into you like she could feel you open up for her and squeeze down when she hit your g-spot again.

you cried out when she was all the way in. you felt so full and good. “fuck ellie!” you whimpered into the pillow as she started thrusting into you.

“mm’ look at you. fuck— pretty pussy wrapping around me so good” she groaned and punctuated her words with a hard thrust spreading your cheeks so she could get a good look at your pussy opening up for her. her thrusts were sending you up the bed and making you almost hit the headboard. she was fucking you sooo good and deep keeping you pinned down to the point where you couldn’t move, all you could do was take her brutal thrusts. “ellieellieellie, i can’t- i cant- fuck!” you felt her brush against your cervix and sobbed into her pillows. you couldn’t think, she was making you feel so good, you pushed your hand back on her stomach to get her to let up but she slapped your hand away and ground deeply into you in response making her feel immense stimulation on her clit from the harness and you felt her deep in your guts your eyes crossed so hard you saw stars.

“nah you can take it shit—baby, stop. fucking. running.” she thrust into you hard following it with a deep grind making you lose your mind. you were a whimpering mess and couldn’t hold your orgasm anymore, only this time it felt more intense and powerful.

“ellie mm’ fuck! m’ gonna cum!” trying to run away from the powerful sensation again. ellie slapped your ass as a reprimand. “stop fucking moving and take it.” she was holding your hips in place and fucking the shit out of you. you couldn’t speak anymore, the only noises coming out of your mouth were little renditions of ellie ellie please! and loud moans and whimpers before your orgasm crashed out of you with a strong liquid. “fuuuckk baby” ellie moaned hard above you, throwing her head back, when she felt your wetness hit her. she ground into you even harder until she was cumming from the friction.

you were spent and didn’t have another orgasm in you. you slumped down into the bed as ellie pulled out of you, discarding the harness and laying down wrapping her arms around you and pulling you close.

she kissed you all over your face and neck whispering sweet nothings. you smiled in her embrace and hugged her tightly. “i missed you so much,” she whispered into your lips before giving you a deep kiss. it was passionate and conveyed her love for you that she was too scared to confess yet. you returned it with the same passion and with a hint of despair. you started to remember the reason you were here in the first place and pulled away from her, not wanting her to take notice in your steadily dropping mood.

unfortunately she did feel your mood change and she looked at you with a question in her eyes, you just shook your head before giving her a peck on the lips and dragging her to the bathroom on your wobbly legs so y’all could clean up. “i fucked the shit outta you huh?” she mocked your words from earlier and grabbed your ass (for the 2726366th time) you swatted her hand out of the way and pulled her into the shower with you.

ellie smiled at you as you began washing eachother. you were in complete bliss and didn’t want this illusion to end but unfortunately time wasn’t on your side and you needed to complete your mission soon or you’d have to deal with so many consequences worse than death.

[anonymouschishiyaimaginesandmore]

BestFriend!Chishiya

Minors, do not read! Contains mentions of smutty behavior!

MASTERLIST (up-to-date)

This is Part 2 !!HERE!! is Part 1 !!HERE!! is Part 3 !!HERE!! is Part 4!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Alice in Borderland/Imawa no Kuni no Alice characters or original stories, only the plot of this fanfic. Alice in Borderland/Imawa no Kuni no Alice characters and original storyline belong to Haro Aso, who made the Manga the Series is based on.

Trigger Warning: Explicit Smut in later Parts, both Characters are Teens, Slight Toxic Behavior, Complicated Consensual/Not-Consensual Behavior Summery: Chishiya x Female Reader

BestFriend!Chishiya has been watching you closely ever since that one day, posing as the ever so unbothered best friend of yours, who was, in no way, interested in what happened nor what it could mean to you. Things are supposed to feel normal. Boring. As black and white as ever. Just the two of you. As friends. But that wasn’t the case anymore, at least not for you.

BestFriend!Chishiya eyes lay carefully on your figure, while you are pretty much slumped over your homework. You feel his stare. At least you think you do, cause every time you look up, his brown chocolate orbs, framed by peroxide blond strands, are focused on his books instead and it confuses you. A lot. Are you going crazy?

BestFriend!Chishiya knows it does and he also knows that you can feel him starring right into your soul. It amuses him how you react. Thought it only animates him to do it more often and see how far he could drive you up the wall. You, on the other hand feel like you can’t trust your own instincts anymore. Whenever you look up, sure to catch his attention on yourself, only for it to be somewhere else, he does grand you with a tired look of his own, asking less interested “Is there something?” only for you to shake your head and return to your notes and scribbles of halfhearted done work.

In the past, you were always sure when BestFriend!Chishiya was staring at you. You caught him but it was ok because it was nothing than just a game. You were confident to know when he tried to poke you with his mind directely and see if you react, but now, after that fateful day, your instincts seem to play with you, or does he? You believe to know when his eyes roam your body, but as soon as you look up, you are only met by his presence, not his attention. You can’t help but think, maybe, just maybe, it is just in your head.

Perhaps you wish for BestFriend!Chishiyas attention? Maybe, after what he asked of you, so blatant, so easy, but still so consequential, it toys with your head? It can’t be. Shouldn’t be. Wont. BestFriend!Chishiya isn’t this kind of person. You have never seen him interested in anyone, beside his work and some side projects, but persons? Actual Human beings? Not if it didn’t benefit his future career or any other entertainment, so even if he looks at you. Even if your mind isn’t playing games on you and making you see and feel things that aren’t there. Even if. It doesn’t matter because he surely sees you with no different eyes than before.

BestFriend!Chishiya says “Speak up”, ripping you out of your thoughts and this time, when you do look up, his attention is undeniably on you “Huh?” you ask confused, tho you have a feeling what he meant “You haven’t asked me to help you with your homework yet, but I can see from here that most of it is either incorrect or so farfetched, it’s not rhetorical anymore, but a fable”

BestFriend!Chishiya watches you lower your gaze, playing the dumb one, what isn’t that hard, since compared to him, you are practically dumb “I have no idea what you are talking about”

BestFriend!Chishiya grabs your book and notes, turning it towards himself and scans thru it, before a smirk appears on his handsome face. Did you just think handsome? Oh god no… “Who is axelot the great? Any why did he conquer your pants?”

BestFriend!Chishiya admires your confused face as you take your book back from him, reading over your notes and mentally slapping your head at least 5 times. You know that your brain isn’t fully there. More likely over the place, just like your mind. Every sentence you read, needed to be re-read at least 5 times before it sunk halfway in, what made you slower than usual but such errors? That was truly stupid, and you feel your cheeks flush and palms getting sweaty at the realization, just how far away your thoughts had been during homework.

“Didn’t know your pants can be conquered” mocked BestFriend!Chishiya amused and you flash him daggers, words shaky as you open your mouth, wanting to bark at him, but what comes out is barely above a whisper “Shut up”

BestFriend!Chishiya notes with amusement your obvious embarrassment. It can be captured with a camera, that’s how evident it is. So you give up, for the day, scrambling your papers together, wanting nothing more than to leave this uncomfortable situation. The Last days you have done nothing but waiting for something to happen. A sign, that what happened, did happen and wasn’t just a dream or something. That it was real, but BestFriend!Chishiya has gone back to his usual self so fast, you almost got whiplash from it.

It is like all you two did, all BestFriend!Chishiya did, with you, all the touches and words and everything was nothing more than an illusion and it makes you crazy. It makes you question yourself if you have gone insane and dreamed it all up. After all he never lost a word about it, never brought it up, never asked how you felt after his hands had touched every piece of skin, no matter where. And as if he hasn’t made you touch him. Him. It!!!

BestFriend!Chishiya stops your actions, taking your book right out of your arms and opening it at the last page he read one movement ago. It impresses you every time how perfect he does things. How nothing he makes, ever contained any failures. No step ever went into the wrong direction and no word was less correct than the ones before and all that followed.

BestFriend!Chishiya was perfect. His whole actions always had been, but now, it is like the colors he forced you to see, also reflect on him in a way, that makes you see more of him. Truly him. Not just your best friend. More of how perfect his body is. How manly he is. Why did you never see him like that before? Is it because until that day, BestFriend!Chishiya was nothing but a friend and not a guy? And seeing his sex made you realize he was one all along? Is one.

No, that was wrong. BestFriend!Chishiya is no guy, he is a man. There is no way just a guy could be so talented with his hands like BestFriend!Chishiya was. No guy is so gifted like him in certain places, no one and yes you looked the average up on the internet afterwards. BestFriend!Chishiya is certainly not one of them. He is so…big.

BestFriend!Chishiya proceeds to correct your writing as if it was nothing to him and with a totally collected appearance. Like your stupidity is no problem at all. Like all of this is just an everyday happening. And it makes you angry that he treats it that way. Then again, it also makes you angry that you feel the way you do and the emotions that you shouldn’t feel. Then again, can you really blame him for the thoughts you have and the way he faces them?

BestFriend!Chishiya made sure, that day, what his action meant for him, beforehand and you knew that. You agreed to it and now, you have the audacity to be angry he doesn’t feel more? That his mind isn’t as scattered as yours. Unable to focus on simple tasks. How fucked up are you exactly?

You sit down again, giving up on your intentions of leaving. It would only throw off questions like why and to be honest you can’t really answer them correctly without admitting your messy brain, so you give up and look at him instead. Really look at him, up and down, trying to see what really changed about him, because you feel like a lot did, but then again, also nothing. BestFriend!Chishiya is still just him, and way more. Gosh your mind is truly a mess. You can’t even think straight!

“You are starring” No question, no reminder of your unnatural behavior, just an obvious statement and you smile. Sure, a lot has changed, but BestFriend!Chishiya was still the same in many ways, after all.

“I was thinking.”

BestFriend!Chishiya chuckles, his eyes not leaving the book in his hands. Red pencil correcting every mistake of yours like a teacher. But a handsome one “About?”

“Just” you start but interrupt yourself, because the words in your mouth seem like another elusive explanation instead of the truth “I thought…no I questioned myself…did it really happen?”

“Did what really happen?” BestFriend!Chishiya makes a big X over a whole paragraph of your writing and you swallow. This action makes you rethink your words again. Your sentences made sense to you when you wrote them down, but to see how wrong they are now, makes you self-conscious of your ability to judge the situation rightfully. Probably, you are wrong after all. Have you gone insane?

“You know what.”

“I don’t” says BestFriend!Chishiya nonchalantly, another paragraph falling victim to his sharp eyes. You highly doubt his statement, looking at him with a bitch please expression.

“Don’t play dumb. It's not convincing.”

BestFriend!Chishiya stops his actions. He freezes in his position for what felt like minutes. Red pencil in his right hand, head lowered, gaze towards your work. Completely in his element and still. Time froze him up. Or maybe you did? “Do you really not know…what I mean?” you ask, words stuttering again, but this time your tone was at least content. Demanding an answer. Or was no answer the actual one?

BestFriend!Chishiya sighs heavily. Head rising, massaging his nape, he finally turns to you, with the oh so familiar playful smile on his face “I do know what you mean” This isn’t enough. You need him to say it out loud, so it was clear, the two of you are talking about the same thing. You need him to admit it in a full sentence that it really really happened.

“And what is that?” you ask, swallowing nervously. BestFriend!Chishiya doesn’t miss is. The way your breath picks up. How your chest raises with anticipation, expecting his answer, and hoping for the right one “I asked you to undress for me. Then I touched you on places that seems like you haven’t showed anyone else before me. At least your reaction to this whole topic tells me this” if possible, your heart races even more, lungs hitching like a broken-down car. You bite your bottom lip, unbeknown to yourself, but BestFriend!Chishiya sees it and cant refrain from smirking amused “Then you expected me to be turned on by your naked body and I tried to make you understand that it takes more than just some skin and flash to truly…excite me”.

You say nothing. Thoughts racing in your mind, BestFriend!Chishiya sees all the wheels turning, so he adds casually “Ah. That’s right, there was something else, I forgot. You touched me too. Or did I make you touch me? Who knows?”

BestFriend!Chishiya takes your silence as an invitation to lean forward and the fact that you don’t back away, is enough for him to proceed “Wanna see it again?” your eyes widen “Last time you barely got the chance to take in the sighed. Must have been your first time seeing one in real life, hm?”

BestFriend!Chishiya notices how you chew on your poor lip, unsure what to answer. If you should even answer at all, but you can’t help yourself from looking down at his hidden sex. The picture of it was engraved in your mind, never able to forget. Ever. Even if you wanted to. Do you want to? Who knows. However, you did somehow crave for your fingers to feel him again. Want to explore him the way he did with you. But your thoughts are focused only on one of his parts and BestFriend!Chishiya knows it by the way you eye his lower body, trying to undress him with your mind and feel every blue vain around the limb flash, meandering a way to its pink head “All you have to do is ask” BestFriend!Chishiya whispers, watching with delight how your fingers twitch with expectancy “You know. Like I did”

Your eyes rip from his dark pants when you are sure, no when you could swear you saw something move inside. Could it be? BestFriend!Chishiya sees how shocked you are at this realization, questioning if you really saw what you saw and it pleased him. The plea in your eyes, the black of your pupils widening to it extant with want, maybe even lust? He has no time to find out, because something scared you so much, you stumble practically to your feet, shoving everything you can get in one move inside your backpack and swinging it over your shoulder, rushing out of his room and with that out of his apartment, but before you are out the door, you hear BestFriend!Chishiya shout to you “Write me when you are home. I will bring your book with me tomorrow” and this was all that was said, before you were out and on your way home.

At home, no one asks you why you look so over the places. No one realizes how dirty your thoughts are and you don’t want to tell them, until you lay in bed, with your pajama on and damp hair from the quick shower, holding your smartphone clutched to your chest.

BestFriend!Chishiya. You forgot to write him. Or more like you didn’t forget but you pushed it aside, hoping to. The universe isn’t on your side tho, cause while lying around like that, you felt bad that maybe he could be worried about you, and you made him feel like that intentional.

BestFriend!Chishiya looks at his phone when the familiar ping sound of his notification chimes. He sits on his bed with his laptop on his folded legs, scrolling thru news all over the world and his mind taking in all the information’s like a sponge sucking up water. When he sees the message is from you, he smirks mischievous and moves the electronic device from his body, sinking deeper into his pillows.

YOU: Sorry I forgot to text you YOU: Been kind of busy since I got home

[gatorbites-imagines]

Was wondering if you could do just a few dom!rudy headcanons (Male reader ofc) if you haven’t already along with just a few cute ones?? If you don’t feel like it though that is entirely okay and I hope you have a great day/night🫶🏻🫶🏻

Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra x male reader

Headcanons

Let’s start with the cute headcanons first. Rudy grew up with just himself and his mom, and she made sure he was a presentable a good man, so everything chore wise is always 50/50, and he has no problems doing things around the house or helping out.

His love language is physical touch and acts of service. He loves to be close to you, hugging you, kissing you, or just sitting beside each other with your knees touching. But he also likes to do stuff for you, for example if your exhausted he does all the housework, or he makes you your favorite meals, or fixes your car if it’s got issues.

He has the softest lips known to man, they’re so nice and kissable all the time. He kisses you all over too, your face, your neck, your shoulders, everywhere you’ll let him, he will kiss.

Sometimes when he’s feeling extra romantic, he speaks Spanish to you, even if you don’t understand. He’s also the type to speak sleepy Spanish when he wakes up in the morning and isn’t fully awake yet.

He likes when you wear his clothes, even if you are bigger than him, he wont mind if you wear some of his shirts and stretch them out, he just likes seeing his things on you. This is because he might be a lil possessive at times, and because he finds it cute.

I believe that Rudy in general is a switch, and for the most part he’s pretty chill, though he has his moments where he gets extra rough and possessive. The easiest way to get him like this is to get him jealous in some way.

If he’s been away on a mission for a while, or has been working for a long time and he’s sore and tired, he might be a little more touchy when it comes to those things, so that’s the perfect time to strike.

Showing up to base in revealing clothes, like a crop top and too tight pants, Rudy would be annoyed at how everyone is staring, but he has to be professional. That is until you bend over his desk to talk to him, or you’re a little too friendly with one of the recruits.

If he cant wait he just pulls you into his office, gags you with one of his shirts, and bends you over his desk right then and there, only pulling your pants down enough for him to get inside you.

Rudy of course wont let you get off in that situation since you decided to be a tease like that, so you don’t deserve it. He might even go as far as to have you sit in his lap and cockwarm him as he works, again not letting you get off.

Then when he’s done he will take you home, and if he wasn’t feeling too possessive and has it worked out of his system you two will just go about your evening, cuddling and spending time together, he still wont let you cum though, as punishment.

If he’s still feeling jealous and wants to punish you more though, may he have mercy on your soul. Expect to be tied up and toyed with for the rest of the night. He would keep edging you, but if you came he would just squint and tell you that fine, if your gonna cum, you might as well do so until you can’t anymore.

And then Rudy would overstimulate you and get you off so many times you can’t even function, he of course makes sure to keep an ear out for your safeword, just in case.

Rudy might not seem it but he can also be pushed enough at times that he feels the need to spank you, where he always tsks and acts all disappointed in you as he makes you count each and every single one.

If Spanish isn’t a language, you speak well, he might be extra cruel and tell you to count in Spanish just to make it extra hard. If you can speak Spanish though, he will make you count every third spank instead, just to challenge you.

Its not below him to cage you or put a cockring on you as well as a remote controlled plug inside you if you have been extra bad, turning the plug on and off at random times so you never know what to expect.

His aftercare is godly too, he never done anything too extreme without the chance to do aftercare. He always makes sure you are comfortable, runs you a bath, and makes sure you drink some water and eat something.

Then Rudy will give you a massage and rub your favorite lotions or oils into your skin before cuddling you and kissing you, praising you to the moon and back in English and Spanish. He’s such a lover in general, though he has his moments.

[honeylations]

hii:) i don't know if it's too much to ask, but if it's posible can you make a f!reader x g!p chanelle smut?

i hope you have a good week:)) love your work!

Yes yes yes I can anon <3

Hope you have an amazing day!!

CHANELLE MOON x FEM!READER

Prompt: You caught your boyfriend cheating on you, but Chanelle is there to make you forget about it ;)

Warnings/Notes: g!p Chanelle, cheating, swearing, rough sex, a little bit of voyeurism(?)

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You never thought about spending your summer break at a college party but here you were downing your 4th cup of some alcoholic concoction that Yunah made. Whatever it was, it tasted amazing and gave you the buzz needed to survive the rest of this party hosted by Jiwoo.

Everything was going well until you saw some random chick on your boyfriend’s lap, her arms rubbing his shoulders while his hands were hugging her hips.

You stood there, waiting for him to remember that you were his girlfriend, that you came to this party with him, that he was in a happy relationship. But instead he initiated a rough sloppy make out session with the girl, holding each other close.

Throwing your cup away, you started making your way towards the two but a hand grabbed you before you could do so. “Y/n, stop”

It was Chanelle. Her hands moved to your waist while you hugged her close by the neck, letting your tears stain her shirt. “I can’t do this anymore, Chanz”

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry. That pig never deserved you, not one bit” She said in your ear before making you look at her. “He’s not worth your tears, okay?”

You sniffled and gave a short nod, the taller girl wiping away the leftover tears that stained your pretty face. “You’re so beautiful Y/n. I want you to know that”

It was probably the alcohol in your system talking but Chanelle looked really attractive right now in her simple shirt and baggy jeans. The party’s neon lights illuminated her charming visuals in the perfect way.

You massaged her nape before leaning up to give a soft kiss at the corner of her lips. “Make me forget about everything, Chanz” You whispered loud enough for her to hear.

“Y/n, you’re hurting…” Chanelle softly spoke although she did want you so bad.

She liked to believe it was love at first sight when Jiwoo introduced you to her at Moa’s birthday dinner. You and Chanelle talked a lot that night, even continuing to talk through socials which you two exchanged before heading home.

She felt her life fall apart when you introduced your boyfriend who shared the same class with you. Chanelle continued to like you even when she knew she couldn’t.

“I know, but i want to feel better. Wont you help me feel better, baby?” You questioned in a seductive tone, one hand moving down to run at Chanelle’s growing erection.

“I want to make you happy” She replied with a shakey breath.

“You will. I know you will. Let’s give that bitch a taste of his own medicine”

Chanelle gave in when you gave her crotch a good squeeze. “Anything you want, Princess”

It was embarrassing to know how easily wet you got from the nickname. Your boyfriend used it a lot on you but Chanelle’s just hit different in a much better way.

Chanelle quickly called two people over by the flick of her wrist. “Moa, Jiwoo, you see those two rats over there?”

The two looked at the direction and cringed.

“Ew at my party?!” Jiwoo gagged.

“Y/n, isn’t that your-“

“Ex boyfriend. He’s my ex boyfriend now” You quickly corrected.

“Don’t need to give any further instructions. We got this” Moa winked before walking off with Jiwoo.

“Come on, I’ve been waiting for too long now” You smiled at Chanelle while dragging her upstairs to the guest room.

You pushed her inside and locked the door, surprising her a little by your strength. “Sit on the bed for me” You ordered.

Chanelle wasn’t usually a submissive person but for you, she’d do anything you want. So like a good puppy, she sat on the edge, waiting for further instructions.

“Such a good girl” You rubbed her cheek. “Or do you prefer…good boy?” You tilted your head to the side, noticing how her breath hitched. “Oh? Seems like you liked good boy more”

“I-I don’t mind any name”

Sinking to your knees, you parted her legs and saw the large bulge. “Pants and boxers off, darling”

That was done within seconds and your eyes widened at her length. “God, you’re huge”

“T-Thank you” The half American stuttered, blush forming on her cheeks.

You sucked on the tip, already enjoying the taste of her precum. “Mmm, yummy” You chuckled and finally swallowed her entire size.

A hand immediately grabbed your hair, wanting to push you closer than you already were. “S-Shit!”

Chanelle took the opportunity to remove her shirt while watching you deep throat her pulsing cock. You pulled your mouth away to capture her lips in a hot kiss, one hand continuing to jerk her cock as the other pushed Chanelle on her back.

“My pussy is aching for you to be inside. Be a good boy and fuck me good”

Chanelle nodded and watched you strip out of your tight outfit, noticing you weren’t wearing a bra nor underwear to begin with. “So pretty”

You blushed at her words and gave her one more rewarding kiss before aligning the head of her cock to your soaked entrance.

The taller girl held your hips as you sat down, your cunt tightly hugging her thick cock. “F-Fuck. Only halfway and I feel so full”

Chanelle sat up to kiss your neck out of comfort and because she wanted to finally mark you. “Is it hurting you?”

“J-Just a little-Ah!” You squealed when the whole thing was inside. “Biggest I’ve ever had. So much better than that jerk”

The mention of your ex got Chanelle’s blood boiling. She only wanted you to think of her and only her. The sudden thought switched on her dominate side, grabbing at your ass harshly.

“He’s irrelevant now, Y/n. You’re mine, got that?” She growled with dark eyes. “Say it”

You whimpered and nodded. “Yes, baby I’m yours”

“Again.”

You let out a squeak when she moved you up and down on her dick. “Ah! I’m yours, Chanz! You own me, baby”

“Fuck how are you so tight? That dumbass didn’t give you a proper dick treatment did he?” She scoffed.

You looked directly into her eyes with your mouth open, too lost in the way she stretched your insides. Annoyed from the lack of response, Chanelle flipped you on your back, pushing herself in deeper.

“Come on, answer me. Was his dick not good enough to make you beg like the slut you are right now? Hm?” Chanelle taunted, dragging her cock out slowly and then thrusting in hard.

“N-No! His dick wasn’t good enough. I only like yours” You cried.

Chanelle sat up for a moment, letting you see her hot smile while she parted your legs wider. She bent down to place her arms on each side of your head, starting to move her hips faster.

Chanelle enjoyed the way your tits moved which each thrust, capturing one nipple in her mouth without a second thought. Your hand makes its way to her long hair and tugged lightly when she did an abrupt rough thrust.

“Mmm, my good girl” She moaned and kissed the centre of your chest and moving it up your neck to your lips.

You bit her lower lip and gave her your most innocent eyes. “Cum inside me, baby.” You showed her a little pout too. “Fill me up”

“Been wanting to so bad, Princess. Got me so fucking crazy” The taller panted in your ear, hooking her hands under your knees and pounded inside like a mad dog.

“O-Oh fuck yes! Just like that, Chanz! Don’t stop don’t stop~” You arched your back with a scream.

Chanelle groaned and added more hickies to her collection on your neck and on your tits. “Fuck…I’m getting close, baby. Is your naughty pussy ready for me?”

You nodded with a desperate look in your face. “Want it so bad”

“Y/n!!” A muscular voice roared from outside the locked door, trying to open it.

“Ignore him, please keep going” You begged Chanelle, holding her face in your hands to maintain her focus on you. “Please, baby”

Chanelle leaned in to shove her tongue in your mouth, moaning at the taste and warmth while the loud noises from the door continued.

“Fuck off will you?!” You heard Moa yell with a mix of Jiwoo’s voice.

“Y/n, we’re going home!!”

Chanelle kept her face close to yours. “Gonna fucking cum, scream my name baby. Let him know you’re mine now”

You hummed in response and felt yourself getting close to your own orgasm. “D-Don’t stop fucking me, baby”

“Fuck, my good good girl. So fucking good!”

Right on cue the door flew open with your ex boyfriend standing there. Moa and Jiwoo trying to grab at his arms but the three got shocked at the sight of you getting dicked down by the half American.

“Chanelle!! Oh fuck!” Your eyes rolled to the back of your head, pussy clenching tightly around the girl’s cock.

The taller bit down onto your neck and released a loud groan, pushing her loads of cum inside you. “Shit…Holy shit” She panted, thrusting lazily to chase her orgasm.

“Don’t act surprised. You fucking cheated on me. I’m Chanelle’s now” You weakly sat up with arms around the said girl’s neck, sending a bitchy smile at your ex boyfriend who could only stare in disbelief.

“Fucking slut!” He screamed before storming off without a final look.

Moa and Jiwoo covered their eyes.

“Um, congrats I guess but please clean up now” Moa chuckled awkwardly.

“Yeah and help me fix this door later” Jiwoo added, dragging Moa with her downstairs to give you and Chanelle privacy.

The half American pulled out and bit back a smile at the mess you both made.

Taking a few minutes to throw your clothes back on, Chanelle held your hand lovingly. “You know, I was being serious about the whole ‘being mine’ thing. I know you’re probably still bummed out by that piece of shit but I promise you I can treat you better. I won’t let anything or anyone hurt you again”

You cupped her face again. “I’m being serious too. I always feel safe with you”

“I don’t think it’s romantic for us to become official after fucking but if you let me take you out to a nice restaurant tomorrow night, I can make it extra special”

You smiled and pecked her lips. “Looking forward to it”

[blueicequeen19]

Can’t Say No

Warnings: non/con, unprotected sex with Rafe, fighting, angst

I reach for the door knob when it suddenly opens, Rafe allowing himself in. I panic. He was not taking our breakup well. He looked terrible. I could smell the booze on him. His eyes were blood shot. He looked like he’d even been crying. The collar of his button up was yanked open with his tie tugged up awkwardly. I couldn’t believe the mess I was seeing.

“Y/N, please, we need to talk.” Rafe pleads as he reaches for me.

“No, we are done talking, Rafe.” I hiss, swatting away his hands.

“What can I do, Y/N? I love you! Give me another chance. Please!” Rafe pulls me into his arms anyway, burying his face in my neck as his body shakes with sobs. My heart breaks further. I hated this. It wasn’t easy on me either.

“Rafe, it’s not going to happen. We don’t work.” I say as gently as I can, planting my hands against his chest and trying to create some space between us. His eyes narrow down at me, his sharp jaw clenched as he becomes angry. I felt his hands fist my dress at my waist, not letting me go.

“We do too work. I’m a good man, Y/N.”

“No, you’re not, Rafe. You don’t want to work, you do drugs all the time, you treat me like shit in front of your friends. I’m done! I cannot minimize myself anymore just to be with you.” I push away from him again but he quickly fists the nape of my hair, jerking my head back with a snarl. I open my mouth to scream but his mouth comes down over mine as he tries to silent me with a kiss.

Rafe quickly dominates my mouth, grinding his hard cock against my belly as he keeps me pinned to the wall.

“I need you.” Rafe whispers, yanking the front of my dress down and groping my breasts.

I try to bite him but he shoves me against the wall, planting himself between my parted thighs.

“You bite me and you’ll regret.” Rafe sniffles, tugging my dress up over the swells of my ass.

“I’m not fucking you. Our families are right outside.” I hiss, tearing my mouth away from his as he starts to unzip his slacks.

“So? You think I give a fuck about them? I want everyone at this party to know who you belong to.” Rafe growls, moving his lips to my neck as he snaps my thong away from my body.

The only decent thing about him was he knew how to fuck and he knew how to make me cum hard. I actually kind of hated how well he knew my body. My pussy was weeping just being so close to him but the cons out weighed the pros. Rafe Cameron caused more harm than good.

“Fucking me wont make me take you back.” I growl, propping my leg up on the toilet while fisting his suit jacket, feeling as he lines his thick cock up with my entrance.

“Yea but it’s a start. At least the next guy will know someone else was already here.” Rafe grabs my throat, kissing me hard as he enters me.

[lunawritesaa]

— — > 4 years later..

honestly four years is absolutely crazy for me to fathom. i can’t believe it’s been that long since i took the plunge and decided to start writing for ace attorney. it feels like just yesterday i sat down and said “yeah.. i love this silly lawyer game” and started this blog.

-> so whats going on with this blog?

well, the long and the short of it is i don’t enjoy writing anymore. every now and then i get a small desire to write, but it fades so fast. i do miss it! i miss fulfilling requests, i miss mini headcanon mondays, i miss talking with people about my favorite game of all time!

but.. i got tired of it. if you’ve ever ran a writing blog, you’ll know that you can only write so many requests before you feel like you’ve written the same thing over. and over.

don’t get me wrong, i absolutely loved every second and every thing that i wrote. i have no regrets! i just don’t have that drive that 16 y/o luna had.

-> where have i been?

uhhh graduating college! i got my degree and have been job hunting, trying to get my life started. honestly, college took up the majority of my time these past few months. and now that i’ve graduated, my life is ramping up!

so, as much as i want to write again, i just simply do not think ill have the time. its unfortunate, i know. i see all your little notes in the reblogs and i appreciate the love and support on everything ive written. i just dont think writing is in the cards for me anymore

oh, i also got a dog and named her maya. she has a burger plush that she loves :3

-> what will happen with this blog?

i’ll leave it up. i debated deleting it a few times because it occasionally brought back bad memories. but so many people still follow, like, and reblog everything that i can’t bring myself to delete it. especially with the scraps of aa content that’s already out there lmaoo (trust me i was scraping the bottom of the barrel for content when i finished soj)

will i check back in? yeah occasionally. i have been for months. i just wont write.

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i’m sorry to anyone who was hoping for me to one day come back. believe me, no one wanted me to come back more than me. i miss that itch, that drive to pump out content. writing just isn’t something i’ve done for a while.

i still love ace attorney. i beat the new trilogy about a month ago now and i loved every second, despite having played all three games before lol! there’s so much charm and love to the series.

i still would love to gush and talk more about it. i’ve thought about making a twitter account several times because i can be more active on there. so if anyone is interested lemme know! i can post on there and still interact with everyone.

but as for this blog - it’s time to adjourn court!

thank you for the lovely four years. and thank you for nearly 600 followers, my goodness! i love you all, and i treasure the love that has, and was, given to me.

- with love, luna <3

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[faithsbrightideas]

Oddly Enough - Part 1/?

Xavier Thorpe x Fem!Reader

Possible Tyler Galpin x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Blood, possible curse words, typical Wednesday demeanor, bullying, jabs at nonverbal people…

Lmk if I missed anything!

Summary: Sisters, Wednesday and Y/n arrive at a new school meant for outcasts. Y/n is one that often surprises people due to the fact she’s known as a “mute”, but never about her healing abilities. Planning to escape Nevermore she comes across someone who makes her feel foreign feelings. The sisters come across more things making them intrigued with Nevermore.

I DO NOT OWN WEDNESDAY OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS! THIS IS JUST A TWIST ON THE STORYLINE OF THE SHOW!

Word count: 7,495

"One condition, we're not being separated," Wednesday bargained.

Principal Weems nodded with a slight smile. She then escorted us to our room, where our new roommate would be waiting. We walked in and I immediately saw what looked to be 'unicorn vomit' covering an entire half of the room. Including the windows.

"Hi! I'm Enid!" A cheery girl with short blonde hair all but ran over.

"Enid this is Wednesday and Y/n," Principal Weems smiled, "Well I'll let you two get settled in and say goodbye to your parents. Also Ms Thornhill will be in here later to discuss some matters."

As the door shut and I looked over seeing two beds and two desks side by side. My father and Pugsley putting our suitcases on the beds. After a few minutes of lurking around the room and Enid constantly talking about how great of friends we will all be, our parents had to take their leave. Wednesday and I went downstairs and saw them off.

"You girls are just going to love Nevermore as much as your father and I did," Our mother cooed and grabbed parts of our hair and rubbed it. Just as she always did since i could remember... twin things, i guess.

"Y/n, darling, please try and speak more while you're here. This is a place of love and acceptance to people with beautiful gifts! You don't need to hide from who you are!" Mother spoke softly.

I nodded. It's not that I don't speak, its that I don't like to. Why should people know things about me when they don't even care? They like knowing things to feed their own selfish addiction of gossip.

"Oh my little Scorpion and Viper! We will miss you so!" Our father came over and hugged us.

"Bye Y/n, bye Wednesday!" Pugsley said quite sadly.

"You wont last one day without us," Wednesday said.

"I'll miss you guys too," He said then they all got in the car and left.

Wednesday and I went back upstairs to unpack.

As Wednesday went to her suitcases and closet I couldn't help but stare at the monstrosity called a window.

"I can't take this Barbie nonsense anymore!" I huffed and grabbed the step ladder from my closet and went over to the window.

I divided it in half. Enid can have half and so can Wednesday and i, after all it is our room too. Wednesday came over to help after pulling out our typewriters.

"Sometimes, I believe you completely read my mind," She smirked.

As we were finishing Enid walked into the room and stomped over, "What the hell did you do to my room?"

I went over and started typing on my typewriter, completely ignoring Enid.

"Dividing our room equally," Wednesday replied kicking the pieces over to Enid side, "It looks like a unicorn vomited on your side."

Enid went to speak, but of course Wednesday interrupted saying, "Silence will be appreciated, this is our writing time."

"Your writing time?"

"We devote an hour a day to our novels. Y/n showed me your blog. Perhaps if you did the same, your blog might be coherent. I've read serial killer diaries with better punctuation," Wednesday said typing away.

I smirked softly, continuing to write.

"I write in my voice," Enid defended, "It's my truth, its what my followers love."

"Your followers are clearly imbeciles, they respond to your stories with insipid little pictures," Wednesday said getting up and going over to her.

"You mean emojis? It's how people express their feelings. I realize that's a foreign concept to you and your sister over there. She doesn't even speak," Enid said pointing at me.

Wednesdays face darkened at he hearing of her sister being brought up, "When I look at you the following emojis come to mind... rope, shovel, hole."

She came and sat back down.

"I wanted to let you know that there are two d's in Addams. If you're going to gossip about us, at least spell our names correctly," I said watching Enid's face turn to shock at the sound of my voice.

I went to turn around and continue my writing, but my ears were flooded with what i can only describe as torture, which would usually sound like music, but not this kind.

"Turn that off," Wednesday said as Enid started dancing to a horrid pop song.

"This is your last warning Barbie,". I got up and walked over to her.

"HA!" She shouted, claws coming out of her hands, i looked at them unamused, "Back off, this kitty's got claws and she's not afraid to use them!"

Someone entered the room and we all stood innocently. A woman with red hair and red shoes. Whom i can only assume to be Ms thornhill. As we were told she was to stop by.

"Sorry about the mud. I'm Ms Thornhill, your dorm mom," She laughed standing half and half noticing our room was divided, "Is this a bad time?"

She walked over, holding two black flowers and a smile that made me uncomfortable, "Apologies I wasn't able to greet you two when you arrived. I trust Enid has given you the good ol Nevermore welcome."

"She's been smothering us with hospitality. I hope to return the favor... in her sleep," Wednesday said.

I smirked as Enid's face looked slightly frightened trying to uphold her front.

"Well, here's a little welcome gift for the two of you from my conservatory," She said handing us the flowers, "I try to match the right flower to each to my girls. When i read your statements in your applications, i knew these would be perfect."

"Black dahlia's," I said knowingly.

"Oh you know it?"

"Of course, it's named after our favorite unsolved murder," Wednesday added.

"Thank you," I said.

"Okey-dokey. Before I leave i just want to go over a few rules. Lights off at 10, no loud music, and no boys... ever," She said.

"What's the story about going into the local town?" My sister asked, basically reading my mind.

"Passes to Jericho are a privilege, not a right. It's a brisk 25 minute walk, or there's a shuttle on the weekends. The people of Jericho are a bit weary of Nevermore so don't go around parading any outcast stereotypes. Which means keep your claws to yourself and no smothering people in their sleep," She explained.

Her eyes eventually landed on me, "Y/n, I read you statement and i understand you don't talk very often. I just want you to know at Nevermore its perfectly fine to be 100% authentic.  Get out and make some friends. Try and challenge yourself to get out there. You might be surprised," She said handing me a paper labeled 'extracurricular'.

I just looked at her through my lashes.

"Great talk." She smiled and then left.

I glared at Enid and walked back over to my desk.

"What do you see on there that would be most suitable for us?" Wednesday asked sitting at her own.

"Fencing," I simply stated.

*the next day*

Our uniforms were custom made for us and we were also given all black fencing uniforms. We started walking to where the coach was. People stopping to look at us, the freak show of the freaks. We finally got to the mat the coach was observing and one of the fencers fell to the ground.

He pulled off his mask and whined to the coach, "Coach, coach she tripped me."

"It was a clean strike Rowan," The coach said.

"Maybe if you whined less and practiced more you wouldn't suck," The dark skinned, blue eyed girl in front of us said.

The boy stood up and grabbed his glasses from the coach as the girl complained further, "Seriously coach, when am i gonna get some real competition? Anyone else wanna challenge me?"

"We do!"  Wednesday spoke.

"Oh, you two must me the mental escapees they let in," She smiled, obviously fake, "Funny they call you twins, you don't look too similar."

"And you must be the self appointed Queen Bee! Funny thing about bees, pullout their stingers and they drop dead," Wednesday said and i smirked.

'Ooh' was heard around the room as she scrunched her brows in defense, "Rowan doesn't need you to come to his defense, he's not help less, he's lazy."

"Are we doing this or not?" Wednesday asked.

"So which one of you to I get? The busy mouth or the mute?" The girl spoke.

I stepped up.

"Ahh... the mute," She smirked.

People began to gather around us.

"En garde!" The coach shouted as the match commenced.

We put our mask on and got into position. I struck first. She blocked it rather quickly, she came at me with another jab towards by body. Swinging the sword pushing hers away from me, she had me at the back of the mat. I knew exactly what to do as i ducked underneath her sword and struck her chest.

"Point, Y/n!" The coach declared.

We began again and this time i needed to back her up so I tried, swinging towards the left side of her body, she gained the upper hand and snuck her sword through getting my chest.

We both went to our side of the mats and took our masks off.

She smirked, "That first point was, clearly, beginners luck."

I sighed harshly and looked at Wednesday. She nodded.

"For the final point i would like to invoke military challenge.  No masks. No tips. Winner draws first blood," I spoke so everyone could hear.

'Ooh's were heard as the queen-bee was looking quite shocked.

"So it does speak," She huffed.

"It's your decision Bianca," Coach said.

Bianca. That's her name.

(If you have brown/black hair and brown/ dark eyes then this is the next line)

"Lets see if you bleed in black and white," She smirked.

(If you have lighter hair and/or eyes this is the next line)

"Lets see if we can add a bit more colour to this rain cloud," She smirked.

We threw down our masks and i ran at her striking first. She ducked and swung at my feet, i jumped dodging it easily. She took the time to stand and i spun moving to her right to swing again. She blocked it just in time. I grunted and pushed as hard a I could bringing her to the floor. I ran doing a quick aerial over her sword, followed by a swung with my foot towards her ankles. Tripping her would've been a great lead, but agility was on her side. I did a back flip over her leg as she tried to reciprocate the gesture. I swung and just as quickly a last slash was taken at me. I felt a sudden sting to my forehead. She smirked and I touched where the pain came from, with a neutral face of course. Bringing my fingers down, blood. Interesting. I lost.

(If you have brown/black hair and brown/ dark eyes then this is the next line)

"Your face finally got that splash of colour it so desperately needed," She smiled triumphantly.

(If you have lighter hair and eyes this is the next line)

"Too bad you can't share some of that colour with your sister," She smiled triumphantly.

"Enjoy your fed ego while it lasts," Wednesday said.

"You should go to the infirmary," The coach pushed us along.

I sat there with an even more emotionless expression on my face. A bandaid was carefully placed on my wound. Wednesday watched intently.

I rolled my eyes, ripped the bandaid off and ran my hand over the wound. It healed immediately. I looked in the mirror on the bedside table.

"Should've healed it back in there so we could've knocked her ego down a few pegs," Wednesday muttered.

"You're the Addam's twins, right? Y/n and Wednesday?" I heard from behind me.

I stood up and turned around. Both our faces matched.

He inhaled uncomfortably, "Rowan... I know how you feel."

"I guarantee you don't," I shot back.

"My mother told me I'd finally fit in somewhere. Didn't know it was possible to be an outcast in a school full of outcasts, but it looks like you're gonna give me a run for my money," He laughed.

I huffed and grabbed my coat leaving the infirmary. My sister on my tail. We both instinctively turned around looking at the water dispenser, then back at each other. We put on our coats and she opened the umbrella as it was raining. We both paused and looked up, a gargoyle began falling. We both calmly sat there, waiting for our demise.

"Y/N! WEDNESDAY!" A voice rang and then I hit the ground.

I groaned and looked at Wednesday,  unconscious.

"Wednesday?!" I shouted shaking her.

"Lets get her to the infirmary," The boy who saved us said.

The nurse assessed her and told us she would be alright. Although I could heal the bump on her head I couldn't bring her into consciousness.

I sat in the chair next to my sisters bedside as the boy pulled up a chair. He just sat there looking at me with... curiosity?

"Why are you staring at me?"

"I'm just trying to figure you out. What you're thinking," he explained.

"I'm feeling a mixture of rage, pity and self disgust... I've never felt that way before," I mumbled looking back at my sister, feeling incredibly uncomfortable talking to him.

"Yeah, losing to Bianca has that effect on people," He said.

"Then i saw that gargoyle coming down on us and i thought, at least I'd have a imaginative death. Then you tackled us out of the way," I continued, "Why?"

"Call it instinct," He said.

"So you were guided by latent chivalry, the tool of the patriarchy, to extract our undying gratitude?" Wednesday said sitting up as if nothing had happened.

"Mm-hmm. You know most people just say thank you," He said.

"I didn't want to be rescued," Wednesday declared.

"So I should've just let that thing smash you to mush?"

"I would've rather we just save ourselves... but thank you," I intruded.

He smiled softly at me, "Good to see you two haven't changed. If it makes you feel any better, lets just say i returned the favor. You probably don't remember me. Xavier Thorpe. Last time we met i was about two feet shorter, forty pounds heavier."

"What happened?" Wednesday asked.

"Puberty, i guess."

"I mean what happened the last time we met?" She clarified.

I bit back a chuckle.

He looked at me then bashfully at the ground, "Oh, uh... it was my godmothers funeral. Apparently, she was friends with your grandmother and they spent their 20's together in Europe, swindling the rich and notorious. I don't know, we were ten, and we were bored. We decided to play hide and seek. I had the bright idea to hide in her casket. I got stuck as it was headed to the crematorium."

"I had heard muffled screams," I smiled faintly pointing at Wednesday recalling the day perfectly.

"I had just figured your godmother had cheated death and was trying to claw her way out," Wednesday added.

"Either way you hit the big red stop button and saved me from being flame-broiled. So... now were even," He said.

"Actually, Y/n was the one that hit the button. I was going to leave you in there. The thought of the screams excited me," Wednesday said looking at me.

Xavier looked and smiled at me with a nod. I drew my attention to the ground once more.

"What happened to your cut?" He pointed to my forehead.

"Let's just say, I'm built different," I smirked.

*The next day*

I went down to the student supply office to grab some more paper for our typewriters. Later today we're being forced to go see the town shrink. Because feeling more than my entire family wasn't enough i have to go to a therapist who forces me to talk, not only about my feelings, but talk in general. I collected a few packages of printer paper and a few cartridges of ink. I backed out of the office closing the door behind me. Turning to go back to my dorm i ran into someone, the stacks of supplies hitting the ground.

"Y/n! I'm so sorry," I saw a mop of brown hair bend down in front of me and helped me pick up the supplies.

Xavier stood in front of me with a soft smile handing me the belongings.

"Thanks," I mumbled taking the stuff back.

"Do you need some help?" Xavier asked.

I shook my head, seeing as how he also had a handful of stuff. A couple of sketchbooks to be exact.

"Umm.." He started awkwardly, "You busy today?"

"Wednesday and i have to go into Jericho in a bit," I explained.

"For what?"

"The court ordered therapy sessions. I wasn't even the one to put the pirahanas in the pool," I mumbled the last part.

He laughed quite shocked, "Yeah i heard about that, rumors, y'know?"

"Very much so. You draw?" I asked.

"Yeah, a little, i guess," He shrugged looking at his sketchbook.

I held out my freehand to the sketchbook and he reluctantly handed it to me.

I put down my supplies and looked through the drawings; insects, little animals, instruments.

"Watch this," He said taking the sketchbook back and waving his hand over the page.

The butterfly that was on the page came out and began flying around. Honestly, I was astounded. I was hoping it didn't show too much on my face. The butterfly flew around my head and landed on my nose. I saw him smiling at me. He knew. My face went back to normal and I swiped my hand aggressively at the butterfly, making it disappear. He laughed.

"Hey are you going to the Harvest festival this weekend?" He asked.

"How fun, playing stupid carnival games where couples go to win pathetic little plushies. I'd rather be strung up by my toes and left to slowly be picked at by wildlife, but it's mandatory, remember?" I said with zero emotion.

He laughed, "Right, maybe we could play a few games together?"

I gave him a suspicious look, picked up my stuff, and then walked past him to my dorm.

I walked back into my dorm and saw Wednesday there with, "Thing?"

He waved.

"Mother and father sent Thing to spy on us, but he has pledged his undying loyalty to us. First order of business... break out of here," She suggested.

"Right with you sister."

The clock read 1:00. Wednesday and I started getting ready for our therapy session. We grabbed our bags and I put Thing into mine along with some extra belongings, essentials to running away. We went out and met Ms Weems and got into her car and drove to Jericho.

We pulled up to a building and she pointed saying, "Dr Kinbotts office is on the second floor. Other Nevermore students swear by her."

"And you'll be waiting here until we're  done?"

"Perhaps afterwards we can stop by Weathervane for hot chocolate," She suggested with a smile.

"Principal Weems, this feeble attempt at bonding is beneath you," Wednesday said getting out of the car and I followed, "and chauffeuring your students around is clearly below your pay grade."

"Given the history of you two, I'm sure you're intent on running away. I'm here to prevent that from happening."

"Good luck," I said slamming the door.

"Hopefully it'll be one at a time, so one of us can escape from the window and the other discreetly from the door," I said.

"Meet at the Weathervane?" She asked, I nodded.

"Hi girls! You must be Y/n and Wednesday," Dr Kinbott looked between the two of us, "How about we start with Wednesday."

Wednesday walked away holding 5 fingers behind her back to me. Meaning five minutes maximum.

They disappeared into the room and I began looking for an exit.

"How simple," I mumbled to myself seeing a back door.

I walked out and made my way to the Weathervane. I was given a small map of the town. Thankfully the town is compact.

I walked inside and up to the counter where a boy was messing with a broken machine.

"Holy crap!" He shouted obviously startled by my presence, "Do you make a habit of scaring the hell out of people?"

"It's more of a hobby," I replied.

"You go to Nevermore, didn't realize they changed up the uniform," He said.

"I need two quads over ice, its an emergency," He just stared at me, "It's 4 shots of espresso."

"Yeah, I know what a quad is, but spoiler alert, the espresso machine is having a seizure, so all we have is drip," He said with a cringe.

"But drip is for people who hate themselves and know their lives have no real purpose or meaning," I said.

The boy looked over at the man pouring himself a cup of drip coffee, the man put the cup down and walked away shamefully.

"What's wrong with your machine?" I asked looking too.

"It's a temperamental beast with a mind of its own, and it doesn't help that the instructions are in Italian," He said looking them over, confused.

I walked around the counter and grabbed the book reading the instructions, "I need a tri-win screwdriver and a four-millimeter Allen wrench."

"You read Italian?"

"Of course. It's the native tongue of Machiavelli. Here's the deal, I'm going to fix your coffee machine, then you're going to make my coffee and call me a taxi," I said.

"Uh, no taxis in Jericho... try Uber?"

"I don't have a phone. I refuse to be a slave to technology," I explained fixing the machine.

"Then you're out of luck. Where are you going anyway?"

"That's on a need-to-know basis... you have a valve issue. I've seen it before," I explained, thankful it was an easy fix.

"Weird... you have one of these monsters at home?"

"Steam powered guillotine, my sister and I built it when we were ten," I said, "We wanted to decapitate our dolls more efficiently."

"Sure, Grim Reaper Barbie... makes perfect sense," he said weirded out.

The steam stopped.

"Thanks. I never met a Nevermore kid who got their hands dirty," He said putting the lid back onto the machine.

"I'm Tyler, by the way. I never got your name, or is that on a need-to-know basis too?"

I opened my mouth to say my name, "Y/n!"

I turned and saw my sister, "Wednesday."

"There's two of you? You don’t look too similar," Tyler flinched, looking between us.

"I've been trying to find a way out of here. No taxi's, nearest train is 30 minutes away, and I just fixed the coffee machine," I explained.

"Good work sister. Took me forever to escape that prison, she doesn't back down easily," Wednesday huffed.

Tyler looked quite frightened, I huffed, "Not an actual prison."

"Well I'll tell you what Y/n, to show my appreciation, how about I drive you to Burlington?"

"Perfect, put those quads in to-go cups," I said turning to walk away.

"But I don't get off work for another hour," He explained.

"I'll sweeten the pot," Wednesday said holding up $20.

"Twenty whole dollars... tempting, but no," He said quite sarcastically.

"I'll make it forty," She said pulling another $20 out.

"Listen, Wednesday, one fun fact about me... I can't be bought, so either wait, or find someone else to drive you," He explained.

She huffed and walked away to a booth and I looked at Tyler, then followed her.

"I had a vision. Did you see the man with the pick up truck full of apples?" She said, I nodded, "He gets into a serious accident and breaks his neck."

I was about to reply when three boys saw us and smirked, entering the shop.

"Trouble," I mumbled.

"What's a couple of Nevermore freaks doing out in the wild?" One said.

"This is our booth," said another.

"Why are you dressed like religious fanatics?" Wednesday asked.

"We're pilgrims," The leader said like it was obvious.

"Potato, po-tah-to," She replied.

"We work at pilgrim world," He said slamming a brochure on the table.

"It takes a special kind of stupid to devote an entire theme park to zealots responsible for mass genocide," I said looking it over.

"My dad owns pilgrim world! Who are you calling stupid?" He said aggressively.

"If the, buckled, shoe fits," Wednesday added pushing the brochure back to him.

"Guys, back off," Tyler cam over and grabbed one of their shoulders.

"Stay out of this, Galpin!"

"Yeah, stay out of this," I said standing up, Wednesday followed.

"So tell me, freaks, you ever been with a normie?"

"We've never found ones that could handle us," Wednesday spoke, then after a couple seconds added, "Boo."

He flinched back and his friend grabbed her shoulder. I turned grabbed his arm and punched him in the stomach. He hunched over clutching it. Another one took a swing, we ducked and he punched his friend in the face. Wednesday grabbed one by the arm, twisting it and shoved him into another. The guy I punched in the stomach finally recovered and swung at me, I dodged his uncontrollable rage with ease. My turn, I spun around and did a 360 crescent. Kicking the boy in the face. All three were on the ground, groaning in pain. I smirked.

"So where did you learn those king fu moves?" Tyler asked wearily coming over to us.

"Our Uncle taught us. He spent 5 years in a Tibetan Monastery," Wednesday explained.

"Was he a monk?" Tyler asked looking at us.

"Prisoner," I said looking at him.

Just then an officer walked in, "Tyler what the hell is going on in here?"

"Dad... umm, they were harassing some customers, they put them in their place," Tyler explained smiling softly at us, clearly impressed.

"These little things took down three boys? Did you help?" The officer asked.

"Dad, I swear, I wasn't involved," Tyler explained.

"Weems," I said to Wednesday.

She looked at the boys on the floor, "Apologies sheriff, these two slipped away from me. Come on Addams girls, it's time to go."

"Wait a minute..." The sheriff said suspicious, "You're an Addams? Don't tell me Gomez Addams is your father? That man belongs behind bars for murder. Guessing the apples don't fall far from the tree. I'm keeping my eye on you girls."

     "Okay," Weems said guiding us out of the coffee shop.

     We got in the car and began driving.

    "Your first day and you two are already on sheriff Galpin's radar. Wish I could say I'm surprised," She said through gritted teeth

    "What did he mean about our father?" I asked looking at her from the passenger seat.

    "I have no idea, but a word of advice... stop making enemies and start making a few friends, you're going to need them. Y/n, you could definitely put your gift to use, helping out in the infirmary," She said bitterly.

    My mouth hung agape as we approached an accident, exactly what Wednesday described to me.

    "Looks like an accident. I hope the drivers okay," She said examining the wreck.

    "He's dead. He broke his neck," Wednesday said from the back.

    "How can you tell from this angle?" Principal Weems asked curiously eyeing Wednesday from the rear view mirror.

    *Later that evening*

    Wednesday and I decided to break out our instruments and practice, hers being the cello, mine being the guitar. We wrote this piece when we were 12, using it as a tool to help us feel better. Thing climbed onto the stand holding our sheet music, turning the page when need be. We played the song together, not realizing we caught so much attention from listening ears in the distance, when we were done we both sighed. Thing tapped on the paper asking how were feeling now.

    "I don't know about you, but I'm not feeling any better," I said honestly.

    "Same. There's just something wrong about this place. Not just because it's a school," Wednesday said thinking about what it could be.

    Enid came out onto the balcony with us, "How did you get those things out the window?"

    "We had an extra hand," I said tuning my guitar a bit.

    Thing waved at her from atop the sheet music.

    "Woah," She said uncomfortably, "Where's the rest of him?"

    "Its one of the great Addams family mysteries," Wednesday said looking over the sheet music.

    I grabbed Thing and a marker writing the information on his palm. Thing jumped down and went back inside, making his way to Tyler Galpin's home, Enid looking at him almost disgusted.

    In the distance we heard wolves howling, it being a full moon tonight. Enid looked into the distance sadly.

    "Aren't you a wolf? Why aren't you wolfing out?" I asked.

    "Because I can't," She showed us her claws, painted rainbow, "It's all I got. My mom says some wolves are just late bloomers, but I've been to the best Lycanologyst, I had to fly to Milwaukee, would you believe that? Yeah, she says there's a chance I may never... y'know."

    "What happens then?" I asked placing my guitar on its stand and standing up, crossing my arms listening intently.

    "I become a lone wolf," She explained.

    Wednesday placed her cello down and joined us on the balcony edge, not quietly as she said, "Sounds perfect."

    "Are you kidding me? My life would be officially over. I'd be kicked out of my family pack with no prospect of finding a mate," Enid said obviously heartbroken.

    "I'm failing into see the problem here," Wednesday said.

    "I could die alone," She said as if it was obvious.

    "We all die alone, Enid,"I said matter of factly.

    "You two really suck at cheering people up," She started crying.

    "Why are you crying?" Wednesday asked uncomfortably.

    "Because I'm upset. Haven't you ever cried or are you above that too?" She shot at her.

    Wednesday began telling the story of when we were six and we took our pet Nero out for a stroll. Some kids killed him. That day she and I swore to never cry again.

    "Tears don't fix anything, so we vowed to never do it again," I explained to Enid.

    "Your secret is safe with me, I still think you're incredibly weird though," Enid said to us.

    "The feeling is incredibly mutual," I said.

    "How would you like your single room back? You just need to show us how to use your computer," I asked her.

    She perked up and nodded.

    I sat down, Wednesday next to me as Tylers information popped up on the screen. I froze trying to remember what Enid said, quickly hitting the space bar, answering the call.

    His faced looked quite shocked, in an uncomfortable way, "Uh... hi."

    "That's Thing," I told him.

    "Is he, like, your pet?"

    I know Thing flipped him off, Wednesday added, "He's sensitive."

    "Look, I know Nevermore is ground zero for all things weird, but this is next level. So what happened to not wanting to be a slave to technology?" Tyler asked.

    "Desperate times call for desperate measures," I said, "Are you still willing to help us?"

    "After what happened today, I figured they'd have you two in solitary," He said.

    "There's the Harvest Festival this weekend, attendance is mandatory. We're going to use it as a cover. If you're still willing to drive us to the train station, we can make it worth your while," Wednesday bargained.

    "I'm in," He said, seeming sad? "And no charge. Consider it a freebie."

    "Why?" She asked him.

    "Because I wish I was going with you. At least a couple of us will get out of this hellhole town," He said sadly.

After a moment of silence, I decided it was too uncomfortable for me.

    "Great. Now how do you hang up?" I asked looking at the keys.

*At the Harvest Festival*

    Enid, Wednesday and I walked through the crowds of people.

    "We need to find Galpin, avoiding any and all disgusting colorful con artists," I said looking around for Tyler.

    "You mean the people running the booths? They're just trying to make some money," Enid defended.

    "Cheating people out of money by rigging the games, who knew?" I said looking over at a boy losing miserably at what seems to be a very easy win.

    Finally Wednesday spotted Tyler, his dad definitely didn't like seeing us as we heard Tyler say, "Dad, I didn't know they were gonna be here."

    "Are you sure you can trust that normie?" Enid asked.

"I trust that we can handle ourselves," I bluntly stated.

"Well, good luck and safe travels," She said going in for hugs, we took a step back, "Still not huggers, got it."

She smiled and walked away.

"Weems," Wednesday muttered, "Split up, she can't watch both of us at once."

I nodded and walked to the right, she went left. Weems smiled at us.

"Creepy," I muttered.

I walked around a bit, seeing a dart game. I looked around and then picked up some darts, throwing them at the target. Popping balloon after balloon, not missing a single one.

"Geez, you get any better at this, you're going to be taking home a whole… pack," Xavier said leaning on the counter watching me.

"Pandas don't travel in packs, they prefer their solitude," I said throwing another dart.

"Okay, subtle hint taken," He said.

I looked over at him, seeing how he wasn't going to walk away any time soon, "You should know I'm waiting for someone."

"Oh yeah? Who's the lucky guy.... Or girl? Your sister? Unusual seeing you two apart," He asked.

"My sister and I will be meeting later," I spoke throwing my last dart.

Suddenly Wednesday came up to me, "Behind the parking lot after the fireworks start."

I nodded and she walked away. I look behind Xavier seeing her walk over and say something to Tyler. Xavier followed my gaze, his jaw clenched.

"Waiting for Galpin?" He asked, tone slightly judgmental.

"Nope," I said as the guy put a giant panda on the counter in front of me.

Xavier smiled and looked between me and the panda. I grabbed it with an eye roll and clutched it in my arms.

"What happened to hanging by your toes, getting slowly picked at by wildlife?"  He smiled walking towards me.

I opened my mouth to speak when I heard a small voice yell, "Ooo mommy! I want a panda like hers!"

The mother, trying to convince the child otherwise, stopped when I walked over and offered it to them, she eyed me a bit, until I said, "She can have it. Seems like she needs it more than I do."

The little girl squealed and hugged the panda, "Thank you, miss!" 

The mother thanked me and they began walking towards the parking lot.

I turned around to see Xavier looking at me with a wide, surprised smile, "What?"

"You just continue to surprise me," He shook his head.

I looked over and saw Principal Weems smiling at the two of us, I needed to get her off my back, "Listen, I'm willing to take you up on your offer."

He smirked and nodded his head in the direction of more games, "Awesome, lets go!"

We walked up to a game where you squirt water on the dot and race other people. I gave him a look like 'really'.

"Come on, Y/n! This one is my favorite!"

I sighed taking a hold of the water gun. The clerk counted down beginning the race, I won.

"Here you go!" He said handing me a small plush spider.

"I gotta step up my game, if I'm going to be competing against you," He laughed.

We walked away making sure not to be in others way and I examined the spider.

"Do you like it?" Xavier asked with a small smile.

I looked up at him cautiously, "I don't hate it, but I still don't see the point."

"There is no point, it's just for fun. Making memories, spending time with people you care about, a stuffed animal may not seem like much, but the memories that come when you look at it is the purpose," He explained.

I tilted my head and looked at him. An indescribable feeling erupted in my chest, I tried hard to identify it. The closest thing I could think of was admiration. But he would never know that if I could help it.

"What a unique perspective, Thorpe," I said softly smiling, so much so I could tell he was fighting to see it.

I looked over and saw cotton candy. I've never had it before. I scrunched my eyebrows together watching the maker twist it onto the cone.

Xavier looked over at what I was looking at and chuckled, "Do you want some?"

I averted my gaze back to him, "I don't know, I've never had it."

He seemed almost offended, "This is unacceptable."

He then grabbed my hand and pulled me over, he picked out a blue one and pulled me over to a table.

"Here you go," He smiled handing me the sugary substance.

I furrowed my bows and picked a small piece off. I examined it in my fingers and looked back up at Xavier. He was smiling like a little kid at Christmas, bouncing his knee in excitement. I slowly put the fluffy candy into my mouth. It instantly dissolved. I flinched.

He laughed, "Are you okay? How is it?"

"Besides the instant sugar rush and the possibility of being boarder-line diabetic, its quite delicious," I said taking some more, then offering some to him.

"Y'know... you're quite different when you aren't with Wednesday. All anyone could say about you was you don't talk. You also didn't talk at all the first time we met," He confessed.

"Well, I fully believe actions speak louder than words. Besides why should undeserving people know what's going on inside my head? Why should they know my needs and desires?" I explained.

"And what would those be? If you don't mind me asking..."

"I have everything I need," I shrugged eating more of the cotton candy.

"But what about what you want?" He urged curiously, scooting closer to me.

"When are you going to be done picking at my brain?" I asked with a raised brow.

He smiled and shook his head, "Never. I aspire to know you."

I felt heat rise to my cheeks, I couldn't understand what was happening. Unusual and uncomfortable foreign feeling. Good thing I'm leaving.

"What do you usually draw?" I asked turning the attention off me, hoping my face wasn't as red as it feels.

"My dreams. Or just whatever I have my mind on," He explained sheepishly picking at the almost finished cotton candy.

"How long have you known about your ability?"

"About 6 years, started when I was ten, and I really got into art. It's my safe space. What about yours?" He raised a brow, "We both know that cut didn't heal naturally that quickly."

"You caught me, I have healing abilities. Discovered them about a year or so ago. Wednesday and I had a run in with some bullies from our last school, they ganged up on us, in the middle of defending ourselves one of them pulled a knife out and slashed down my arm. As I put my hand over it to stop the bleeding it just healed. No more pain, no more blood, just vanished," I explained.

He looked quite concerned, "Well you have such a gift, you could help many people with it."

I shrugged.

"So... how do you and Wednesday know Galpin?" He said slowly, his jaw clenched.

"I fixed his coffee machine the other day when I escaped my therapy session. What's it to you?" I asked curiously.

He shrugged and looked down at the ground.

"You don't like him," I stated.

"He's bad news," Xavier admitted.

I opened my mouth to press further, but I realized fireworks had been going off.

I stood up rather quickly, "I have to go."

"Oh, okay, well... thanks for spending time with me," He smiled sadly.

"Ditto," I nodded with a small smile and ran to where I was supposed to meet Wednesday and Tyler.

Thankfully they were still standing there. Wednesday held a police file. Assuming it was my fathers.

"Our train leaves in an hour, we’re burning moon light," I pressed on.

"Where have you been?" Wednesday asked as we started walking towards his car.

"I was with...." I looked at Tyler, "Someone."

"Who?" She asked.

"Xavier," I said bluntly, but coming to an abrupt stop seeing those three boys from the coffee shop, holding bats.

"Come on, we can lose them in the crowd," Tyler said pulling at my hand, Wednesday already making a break for it.

As we got almost all the way through, I turned around, Wednesday right next to me. Rowan ran into her and she stiffed.

"Wednesday!" I gasped catching her before she hit the ground.

"Is she okay?" Tyler asked.

She finally came out of it and immediately looked at Rowan.

"Y/n, Wednesday, we need to go! Come on!" Tyler grabbed at us.

I knew better though, so Wednesday and I gave each other a look and ran after Rowan. He took off running.

"Rowan! Come back!"

We chased him for a good long while into the he woods, when he finally stopped, sucking on his inhaler, he groaned in frustration, "What!? Why are you following me!?"

"I don't have time to explain, but you're in danger," Wednesday said.

He smiled a sickening smile, "I think you've got it backwards."

Using his telekinesis he shot us back into a tree, groaning in pain as my body hit the bark.

"You two are the ones in danger."

"What're you doing?" I asked.

"Saving everyone from you. I have to kill you."

"The gargoyle! That was you?" I put the pieces together.

He nodded with a crazy look in his eye.

"Its always the quiet ones, no offense Y/n," Wednesday muttered.

Using his gift he showed us a picture of us standing in the courtyard.

"You want to kill us over some dumb picture?" I asked obviously in shock.

"My mother drew that picture 25 years ago when she was a student at Nevermore. She was a powerful Seer, told me about it before she died."

"Rowan, put us down!" Wednesday demanded.

"No! My mother said it was my destiny to stop these girls if they ever came to Nevermore because they will destroy the school and everyone in it," He said aggressively tightening his grips on our throats with his telekinesis.

Wednesday kept saying his name over and over again, trying to reason with him. I closed my eyes fighting for breath. I felt the grip go away completely. I heard a loud growl. I opened my eyes to see a giant monster grab ahold of Rowan. We fell to the ground, looking up only to see the beast claw at his stomach numerous times, his screams finally stopped. The monster took a look at us and ran away. Wednesday and I looked ay each other in fear and then crawled over to Rowan.

I put my hands over his wounds, trying my best to heal them, but once the person has passed, its useless, "He's gone."

The picture Rowan had fell onto his chest. Wednesday and I looked at each other, then the picture. We knew what we had to do, and that involved staying at Nevermore. We left Rowan’s body and went to tell the sheriff. We ran into Bianca and she went to get help. I only saw black afterwards.

Later that night we were expecting a call in our crystal ball from our parents, we were overlooking fathers case file and the picture. Trying to sort out a plan and fit puzzle pieces together.

"Hello my little black clouds!" Father spoke.

"How was your first week at Nevermore?" Mother asked.

My sister and I made eye contact, unsure of how much detail to give. We narrowly avoided death twice, discovered that our father may be a murderer, learned that we could potentially destroy the school, and was mysteriously saved by a homicidal monster.

"As much as it pains me to say, I think you were right mother." Wednesday said.

“I think we’re going to love it here,” I said looking at Wednesday.

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Thought You Could Get Away

Yandere Shuri x Friend Black Fem

Summary: You recently called shuri to talk about how your friend made you feel bad on what you did. You and your friend recently got bracelets so if she’s in a bad situation she sends alert your phone . you rush getting the active moving location .

Authors note : This idea alert took a moment to create but enjoy sorry it's short

Timeline : After Wakanda Forever

One shot or series: Series

Taglist: @tuesdaylovesu(wifey fr) @writesbyriri @yvxmpire @xxmilli @letitias-fav @locoforshuri @shuri-my-love @shuriislut @lunax0654 @2k7-sparkles @niaalove @randomhoex @secretgyals @atssukoo @malltake12 @adeola-the-explorer @ziayamikaelson @saintwrld @womenlxver

Part 1: It Can’t Be Part 2 Part 3

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No Pov

You and shuri have been close friends before the black panther and you where also her lab partner. You told her everything when people would make you cry she would comfort you .But you would often slowly get worried when after the problem to a week later they would end missing and then dead . You sensed someone could be listing to your convos. You started to get scared and slowly stopped talking to shuri hoping the problem would get resolved. But it didn’t . It seemed like when you told someone a problem they would tell whoever the killer was . The killer started getting famous.

Y/n’s Pov

“Shuri your not going to believe what she said to me” You say telling the drama at work “ . Although you would try not to tell her about people this situation made you mad . “What happened “ She asks . “She’s going to come to my desk look over my shoulder and say your doing it wrong” You where getting mad . “Say what” she said being sarcastic. “The way I wanted to say you can’t be talking when you don’t even work in the lab” you say explaining to her the drama .”Now if you said that her feelings would have got hurt “ shuri says . You loved talking to shuri about work she knew the people and most of the time knew how the got on your nerves. “I know right so you know I just you know rolled my eyes and than she went away” you explain to her . “Your better than me ya know” shuri says . “Well ill call you back i gotta work back to working on the suit" she says an you smile knowing she wont see it." ight see ya"

You where scrolling on your insta only to get a call from your best friend. But it wasnt from your friends phone it was the bracelet.It sent a sos call sensing she was in troubles .You grabbed your keys and slipped on your ugg slides . You got in the car and you placed the location the bracket sent you into gps. You rush to put on your seat belt and begin to drive.You didn’t bother to put on your playlist yet it did.

You make it the unknown location to see to see a tall figure In all black clothes. You get out the car and try to get close.All though you told yourself to never investigate like the people in horror movies you sure where doing it. “What are you doing with my friend” you ask .the figure drops the body and looks at you.”I can explain” the voice says and you start to out things together.” S-Shuri say it ain’t so “ you say trying not to cry “wait I-I can explain " . “ explain what explain how you got caught.”she starts to come to you and grabs your hand. “ don’t touch me I don’t even know who you are anymore” you say rushing to get in your car . “Let me explain the story “ you put on your seatbelt and your playlist plays. As you drive out the parking lot you see Shuri getting closer . “ I did it to protect you “ she says explaining a little. “I don’t need your protection. You drive out the unknown place .

You begin to cry your way out the parking lot.You call the Dora Miljae line to report a crime . “ Hello I just saw a crime including queen shuri” you say hearing people laugh and chuckle “lady your lying have a good night”

This would be a hard case for you to prove

[harrysrealgf]

NAIVE

You and harry broke up and a part of you can help but want him to show up at your door and apologize.

Fratrry¡reader

This is the good ending to this short thing, im gonna make a bad one bc I like this concept

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“Well if you don’t like it, then maybe we should just break up!” Harry yelled. This was an argument, the biggest argument you guys have ever had. All over how you didn’t want him to flirt with so many girls.

You paused for a second. You couldn’t believe what he said to you. “Maybe we should.” You finally said. You didn’t want to obviously. You love him, but maybe it’s for the best.

He was shocked you agreed.

“Great. Then we’re broken up.” He loved you, of course he did! He was just a flirty guy, and if you weren’t okay with that then maybe it just wasn’t meant to be.

Harry is a naive boy. He refuses to change or apologize about anything.

“I guess so.” You walked to the door, putting your shoes on.

“Where are you going?” He watched you.

“What? You broke up with me Harry. Do you just expect me to sit here in your house?” You asked. You were being sarcastic, but also serious.

“Well no, but..”

“No. I need to my house. I cannot do this right now.” You held tears in.

You didn’t even let him talk and you walked out. It was dark and rainy. You hated driving in the rain, but it was comforting.

When you got home you just ran to your room and cried. 3 years with Harry obviously meant nothing to him. He broke up with you so quick. He’s always been ignorant, but the one time you speak up about something that bothers you in the relationship, this happens.

He will never change, nor apologize to you. And you just need to accept that now.

You threw your headphones on and listened to music, that’s how you cope.

The past week has been a mess. You were late to work 3 times this week. You stayed up all night reading old texts where he was such a sweetheart.

But now it’s no contact.

You hoped he was come to your front door with flowers, and a real apology. Not just a lousy ‘I’m sorry.’

None of this was your fault and you knew it.

————

It’s been 2 weeks since the breakup.

It was another rainy day, 7PM. And your doorbell rang. You threw your hair up and went to answer the door, and you were surprised to see who it was.

Harry.

“Hi..” he gave you that look. That stupid look. The look he gave you when he was wrong and he knew it.

“Hi.”

“I’m sorry.” He looked down and picked at the skin at the side of his nails.

“That’s it?” You ask as he was silent for a little after that.

“No. I’m sorry y/n. I’m bad at apologies. I know I am, I don’t do it a lot but fuck, I can’t live without you. You’re the love of my life and I.. fuck I don’t know how to say it.” He paused. “These last two weeks have been absolute hell. Everything I see reminds me of you and well.. us. I know I fucked up, I know I’m too flirty sometimes and I try and stop but I just get carried away..”

“Your not obligated to say anything to any other girl Harry. And you were right. If I don’t like it then we should break up. And we did. You completely left me behind the one time I speak up about something. I don’t know what else you want from me.” You bit your lip.

“I want you! It’s not what I wanted to leave you behind. Fuck I… I didn’t even want to break up with you in the first place.” He admitted.

“…then why did you?” You spoke quietly.

“I was just scared! Your the only girl I’ve ever really loved and… every move I make it’s just another mistake. I should’ve never said anything to that girl and I know how you feel and I don’t know what is wrong with me. Your my girl and I want to keep it that way. I love you y/n.” He spit it all out like he couldn’t stop talking. “I love you and I wont let anything in this world keep us apart anymore. But I’m losing myself and I don’t want to lose you too. If there was something I could do to take back what I said.. I would do it in a heartbeat.” He took a deep breath.

“I can’t control myself without you. I can feel your touch even when your far away from me.”

Your mind was hazy. You couldn’t think correctly.

“Please say something.” He was teary eyed at this point. “I’m so dumb I should’ve told you all of this before you even left my house.”

“Come inside, your getting soaked.” You finally spoke.

He smiled warmly and walked inside.

“I brought something too…” he pulled a rello and a baggie of weed.

“You know me too well.” You sniffled, smiled softly and whispered a quiet ‘come here’ and walked to your porch

You sat on your rolling area and he sat beside you. He handed you the bag and rello and you started rolling.

————

You guys were laughing up a storm after smoking. High out of your minds, your thoughts started to come out.

“I didn’t want to break up either by the way.” You say taking a bit of the second blunt in your fingers.

“I figured.” You gave him a look.

“What does that mean?” You giggled.

“Cmon y/n. I know you. If you wanted to break up you woulda done it a while ago.” You shrugged while passing him the blunt.

“Your not wrong.” You took a drink of your water, “even when we were strictly only friends, everyone but you saw how in love I was with you.” This was all knew to him.

“How long have you liked me?”

“Maybe since like.. senior year of high school.” His mouth dropped open.

“Are you serious?” You nodded.

“Well I’ve liked you since like… freshman year.”

“Of college?” He shook his head.

“High school.” You mouth flew open and your eyes were wide open.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He shrugged.

“We had such a good friendship. I didn’t want to ruin it.. butttt… now I know your my soulmate I don’t need to worry about that anymore.” You blushed.

“Sooo… you wanna be my girlfriend again?” He asked.

“Hm I dunno… are you gonna be my boyfriend?” You tease.

“Of course.” He kissed you.

You pulled away from the kiss. “Wait a minute. You’ve liked me for 8 years?” He laughed.

“Love is love what can I say?”

[vouam]

i feel like i dont see women in this position talked about often on radblr so here goes. feel free to ignore this ask if you dont want to answer it. but i just wanted to say that, damn, its really hard to be a woman in a long term, happy and loving relationship with someone who comes out as a trans woman years into the relationship. i was a die hard tra and now im... not. i have so much guilt all the time and nobody to discuss things with. i never thought in a million years i would be agreeing with 'terfs' and yet here i am. and yet i love my partner and am so happy with them. and yet i also cannot delude myself into believing gender ideology anymore. i feel like no matter what road i take i wont be being true to myself. i dont want to leave but it feels wrong to stay, like i'm tricking them into thinking i believe it when i don't, but i dont want to ignore my own thoughts and feelings and just go along with it either. every time a male pronoun comes into my head when i think of them i feel guilty. guilty of thoughtcrime! the only people they have come out to is their friends/our mutual friends, so i cannot speak to anyone about how i feel. every day i wish i could go to my mom and just tell her how i feel. i wish i could speak to other women about this, especially women in heterosexual relationships. but i cant. my partner doesnt understand how isolating it is when they have lots of friends (incl. trans women friends) to speak to and i have no one in my life who knows except the mutual friends. the few times i've brought it up ive just been met with 'but what would you want to talk to them about' as if idk.. im not supposed to have thoughts or feelings on my long term partner changing so much about themselves? i honestly think much more women would 'peak' if they actually sought out trans communities. going on r/mtf to learn how to support my partner was very... enlightening.

Oh wow, I don’t even know where to start with this one. This sounds like a really difficult and confusing thing to go through so firstly I really hope you’re okay.

You fall in love with people so of course it’s understandable that part of you wants to stay and that you have strong feelings for them. But also it’s important that you can’t keep pretending to be someone you’re not and lie about being accepting of gender ideology. That must be exhausting to keep up that lie, especially when you have no one to talk to about it.

Even regardless of your views, so many people leave their trans-partners despite being trans accepting. It’s confusing to watch someone change drastically, when you fell in love with a version of them that they aim to distance from. And the fact that they are being dismissive of the fact you want to talk to people about it is a red flag.

Obviously I don’t know you, I don’t know your partner or the full details of your situation. But if I were your friend in real life, I would ask you if you could see yourself living like this in the long run. It’s tough because feelings of love get in the way of logic, and people tend to reminisce about their partners old self. But definitely keep your mind focused on the present and future and what is best for you long-term.

Wishing you the best, you can chat here any time, it’s definitely something that should be talked about more on here 🫂💖

[nxzz-skz]

FIRST EVER FF

so im not rlly good at writing smut or anything like that saurrr im gonna try for the first time

Pls feel free to leave tips and stuff for me cuz like i need help 😭

SUNGHOON FF~

When he pretends to be ur bf in front of ur ex (this isn’t smut btw im not ready to write that yet 😢)

Reader has a crush on sunghoon

(I’ll be addressing the reader as y/n)( fem reader)

Btw i love Yeonjun sm i just thought he kinda seems hot being the playboy type ( no hate pls 😭)

Y/n pov:

~Ughh why can’t i get at least one day off from the mess that my life is. I want to just bury all my stress underground and keep it there so someone else can be buried in it one day. I hate school so much! 😭

But one thing i don’t hate about school is my love 😍 , the only person i would ever come to school for.

Well i mean the boy who doesn't know i exist, Park Sunghoon..

Ugh pull yourself together y/n I can’t believe you were actually thinking about him that way. You have school to focus on right now, so there’s no time to be thinking about your classmate like that!

As i was looking at my timetable to see which class i was off to next, someone harshly bumped into me from behind, stepping on the heel of my foot and I hissed in pain. I whipped my head around furiously to see who decided to dampen my already miserable mood.

“Who the h…”

I was at a loss for words when meeting eyes with the supposedly blind suspect who clearly didn’t see me walking in front of them.

I thought i was dreaming but then again nothing good ever happened to me and i realized that this was the beginning of my worst nightmare.

It was Yeonjun, the boy who had broken my heart after chasing after my best friend whilst still being together with me.

I despise him, and never wanted to face him again but clearly fate was very much against me today. I vowed that once i was dead i would fight whichever god or superior being that was making me deal with this bs.

Author POV:

Y/n was extremely shocked and taken aback when coming face to face with her ex. But as well as being shocked she was more so pissed off with that fact that she had to face him after two months of successfully ignoring and getting over him.

( Yeonjun and y/n has lasted for 1 year, and they were the schools hottest IT couple, but they had to eventually break up due to the fact that Yeonjun just couldn’t keep his dick in his pants. They unfortunately left it on some negative terms)

Yeonjun smirked, seeing his cute little ex looking enraged in front of him.

He was never actually interested in her, only playing with her feelings due to the fact that most guys wanted her, which wasn't surprising as she was marked as the ‘cutest girl on campus”. He had no regrets in toying with her, especially after he’s now got her ex-best friend trailing after him like a lost puppy.

He looked y/n up and down with a sexy smirk and let out a low whistle.

YJ: “Long time no see darling. Looks like you’ve matured quite a bit”

Y/n instantly felt sick and uncomfortable and backed away, knowing that he was just a playboy and didn’t mean anything he said.

Y/N “ What are you doing here? Why are you talking to me?” She spat out instantly.

More students were filing into the corridors and classes were about to start soon, so y/n just wanted a quick answer and to then dash over to her next class.

YJ “ Well, good news for you, you wont have to miss me anymore as im moving up into your class”

Y/N “ Stop lying, you’ve already done enough of that with me in the past”

Silence fell between the two and y/n widened her eyes, slowly realizing that he wasn’t taking the piss.

Y/N “ Well, g-good for you” she stuttered, trying to run off and pray that he gets moved back down as soon as possible

Y/n sighed in disappointment whilst walking to her locker. She just wanted to spend the next year focusing on her studies with no distractions but now she has her ex being the centre of her attention every day.

Wondering how long she had left till her next class, in dire need of a coffee, she looked at her watch and let out a loud gasp.

Y/N “ Shit! Theres only two minutes left and my class is on the other side of campus” she exclaimed with a cry, and started running to her next class. “ How am i going to get a seat next to him now 😭!”

She quickly held on to her books tight whilst running the 50 mile sprint all the way to her next class. She couldn’t miss the chance to grab a seat next to the love of her life!

Y/N POV:

Oh god, I’m late, where is he?

I scanned the room but Sunghoon wasn’t anywhere to be seen. I guess I should just get a seat before people try and sit next to me.

I bagged a window seat as i was in dire need of some fresh air. And settled down, leaning my head on my crossed arms.

‘I need to refresh, especially after that chaotic encounter with Yeonjun’

I-i…can’t be seen with him flirting with me, especially infront of Sunghoon.

I closed my eyes hoping to get some rest as for some reason the teacher still wasn’t here, when all of a sudden the girls sitting behind me started squealing with joy.

I guess ‘ The Great Ice Price Sunghoon’ has finally arrived.

Of course i wasn’t the only one who loved him. Girls were dying to be with him and boys were trying to be friends with him left, right and centre.

Sunghoon entered and one girl fell to the floor and started fake sobbing.

Damm that girl was sick.

Girl: “ Sunghoon.. help..please..someone pushed me! “

Sunghoon just walked right past her without batting an eyelid

Yep that’s my boy…

I was smiling at the scene when i felt someone’s gaze on me and i made eye contact with Sunghoon.

All of a sudden his eyes drift towards the vacant seat next to me and he strides towards me while maintaining eye-contact.

My breath was stuck in my throat and i was mentally repeating the mantra ‘y/n act cool, y/n act cool’

Fuck.

Y/N : “ Hey Sunghoon! I didn’t see you there!’

Shit why did i say that, he literally made EYECONTACT with me across the classroom.

Sunghoon smiled a tight-lipped smile and pointed at the chair beside me.

SH: “ Umm..hey y/n..is this seat taken?”

Hold up. Was he asking…to sit..next to..me??? Of all people???

Y/N: “ ohh y-yeah o-of course it’s totally empty!”

I was mentally cursing and screaming at my self for stuttering and praying that he hadn’t noticed.

SH “ okie thanks y/n”

And he sat down while taking his books out of his bag and laying then on the desk.

Oh god he is so gorgeous, i need to stop staring before he notices but it’s too difficult to tear my gaze away from his beautiful face.

Ugh stop staring y/n….

AUTHOR POV:

Y/n was continuously staring at Sunghoon, not realizing that he had eventually noticed…

He smiled knowing that she was admiring him and continued to pretend to read his book.

SH: “ Am i that good-looking?”

Y/n was startled as she was snapped out of her trance. Her cheeks flushed bright red from embarrassment and she attempted to hide her face by looking away

Sunghoon turned his head away from his book and turned towards the flustered y/n.

He chuckled at the fact that she had turned into a strawberry just because of him.

SH: “ So was something bothering you? Is there something on my face?”

She decided to ignore his smart comment and tried to change the subject.

Y/N: “ uhh…no….anyways have you finished the maths assignment?”

SH: “hmm not really..it’s half done but i still need to finish the research part.”

They made light conversation for a while, chatting about school work and their friends groups, when the teacher had finally arrived and the class started.

TIMESKIP

(Pretend that y/n is reading a very popular book)

Y/N POV:

Class had ended and i stayed behind for a while to finish up some work, but when i entered that cafeteria, Sunghoon was nowhere to be seen.

I grabbed my lunch tray and scanned the room in a search to find somewhere to sit. It wasn’t that the room was full, it was more like I was looking for him or for somewhere where he would sit next to me.

Finally my gaze landed on his table and all his friends. I started to make my way towards it and I noticed he was sitting with a few people I hadn’t seen him with before.

Y/N: “Hey Sunghoon!”

Sunghoon swiveled around to see who it was.

He beckoned me towards his table with a welcoming smile on his face

SH: “ Hey y/n, come take a seat!”

I suddenly stopped in my tracks when the person sitting next to him turned around and flashed me a wide Cheshire Cat grin.

It was Yeonjun.

I quickly sat down opposite them, and he gazed at me with a mischievous smirk. I had a gut feeling that something about this was very odd.

SH: “ Oh yeah, y/n, this is the new guy wh-“

Sunghoon was then rudely cut off by Yeonjun

YJ: “ Don’t worry we’ve met before..”

I hate this guy so fucking much.

Sunghoons eyes were darting between me and Yeonjun.

SH: “ oh so you guys know each other already?”

YJ: “Oh ye-“

I instantly cut him off, not wanting him to ruin everything for me.

Y/N: “Oh yes, babe! I remembered him from when we used to go elementary school together this morning!”

I knew exactly what i was doing and it was working. I saw Sunghoons eyes widen and Yeonjuns smile falter a little.

YJ: “ Babe??”

Y/N: “ Oh yeah! Meet Sunghoon, my boyfriend”

I scooted closer to Sunghoon and linked my arm through his, whilst smiling up at him and hoping he would understand what i was doing.

I was so in love with him that I was happy with fake dating him just to get rid of my ex who would be in the way of me making this real.

I could see that Sunghoon was still in shock and i tried to mentally send him an apology.

SH: “I-“

Y/N: “ Well i hope you can excuse us Yeonjun, but me and my boyfriend need to go out for work, so see you around i guess!”

I hoped that Yeonjun would finally get the message and leave me alone once and for all.

I took a hold of Sunghoons wrist and hurriedly dragged him outside with me. He was still in visible shock, especially after we had just left our lunches there.

We reached an empty classroom and i took a deep breath before apologizing to him.

Y/N: “Sunghoon, I am so,so sorry! If you would listen I promise I had my reasons!”

Sunghoon didn’t reply but instead slowly moved towards me until there was barely two inches between us.

SH: “ Care to explain your reasons?”

My palms were sweaty and my knees were on the verge of collapsing due to the intense closeness between us.

I gulped.

Y/N: “Well the thing is, he’s my ex and ever since he moved up into our class, he just wont leave me alone”

Y/N: “ We were together for quite a while but we were clearly never happy. I never liked how he would stare at other girls and flirt with everyone who ever spoke to him, and he was way too possessive over me. In the end, he ended up blaming it all on me since i was the one with a pretty best friend, whom he couldn’t take his eyes off”

Sunghoon calmly and attentively listened to me rant about my past toxic relationship.

Sunghoon raised an eyebrow and his eyes filled with concern

SH: “ So Yeonjun is your playboy ex? And he was with me just to get to you?”

Y/N: “ I-i dont know about that for sure, but im pretty sure he’s only talking to me just to make me relieve these horrible past memories.”

I looked down whilst have a visual representation of those horrible time filling my mind.

Y/N: “Please Sunghoon, just pretend to be my boyfriend when we’re in front of him, and i promise I’ll do whatever you want me to”

I was desperate to cut Yeonjun out of my life. I wanted to never have anything to do with him. Even if it meant having to try and hide my true feelings for Sunghoon.

Sunghoon took a moment to think about it as i was anxiously waiting for his reply.

SH: “You..you will do whatever i say??”

I nodded eagerly.

SH: “ How long would we have to pretend for?”

Y/N: “Hmmm..not long, i guess until he finally gets the message and decides to leave me alone for good”

SH: “Fine I’ll do it but im only telling you what i want after we are finished”

I was filled with joy after the fact that he agreed but i was still a bit nervous thinking about what his condition could be that he wouldn’t want to tell me now.

Besides, I shouldn’t be nervous since now that we had both agreed to it, I wouldn’t give up until i had forever gotten Yeonjun out of my life.

SH: “ We just have to pretend to be a couple right?”

Y/N: “Yup, and we have to make it believable. By the way, are you sure you dont have any problems with this?”

SH: “ No not really, i just want to get you out of this mess”

He then pecked my nose and i was left feeling very taken aback. I could feel the blood rushing toward my cheeks and my whole body filled with warmth.

Did he really just do that even though he already knew how nervous i was before???

I could feel my face turning red and i was in a desperate need to get out of there before he could see.

Y/N: “L-Let’s go..”

Sunghoon chuckled at my stuttering and followed behind me.

TIMESKIP

(Y/n and sunghoon have left the classroom)

AUTHOR POV:

After Sunghoon and y/n were done with their conversation, they headed towards the basketball court in order to spend their free period there.

Unfortunately, Yeonjun clearly had the same idea.

Yeonjun waved at Sunghoon, and y/n tried to make her escape when suddenly a strong pair of arm encircled her waist.

Sunghoon smirked and whispered in her ear.

SH: “What about our plan, babe?”

Y/n was blushing and Yeonjun started to walk towards the “couple”

YJ: “ Where did you two run off two after lunch? We couldn’t find you anywhere”

SH: “ Oh you know, just spending some quality time with my girlfriend”

Sunghoon then hugged her body firmly against his.

Y/n was a blushing mess and was mentally telling herself that there was nothing wrong about her “BOYFRIEND” touching her.

Yeonjun was clearly uncomfortable with the sight in front of him and excused himself whilst walking away with a sigh.

Y/n immediately removed herself from Sunghoons arms as she was about to mentally die.

Sunghoon also suddenly stood up straight now feeling flustered after not knowing what came over him during those few moments.

They both looked away from each other, not knowing that one of them was in love, but the other one was now falling even harder.

ENDING

Authors note:

I’m not really good at writing very romantic stuff but i am currently trying for anther story and I’ll see if i will release it. I’m going to end it here and ig u can use your imagination to see who confessed first!

[beethebisblog]

I have such intense feelings about relationships between characters in a show I don’t even watch anymore.

I’m talking about Olivia and Elliot & Amanda and Sonny in Law and Order SVU.

Twelve seasons ago, I could maybe root for Olivia and Elliot, if he had divorced Kathy instead of emotionally cheating every single fucking episode. There was a reason he left, and he should’ve stayed gone. He never treated women properly: he views them as things to protect and sort of extensions of himself. There is also the ABHORRENT way he treats the criminals WHO ARE STILL PEOPLE. Olivia has never been given a well done love interest because they want her & stabler to be this will they wont they disaster. Olivia deserves to be more than a man’s second choice because his wife is no longer around to stop him. I’m sorry but I just can’t stand the two of them together. They committed emotionally infidelity every single day for twelve seasons, he left her WITHOUT A WORD, and then his wife dies a decade later, and now they want us to root for them again? Fuck no.

As for Amanda and Carisi, she has never treated him well. She used him from the very beginning, has always been dismissive of his intelligence, and has generally been an awful partner to each love interest she had. She acted like she was somehow superior to him and it always came across as “you should be grateful she’s giving you the time of day” as opposed to “she opened her eyes and realized what she was looking for was right in front of her the whole time” (which is what I think they were trying to do). Carisi has always acted as her backup, the guy in the background who does all the emotional labor and gets none of the benefit. I am also a believer in Gay!Carisi, and just think he latched on to Amanda as a way to hide his sexuality because he wasn’t ready to come to terms with it. Now that I think about it, Amanda is a lesbian. This might just be comphet. It is. Thinking it out now, Rollisi only works for me if they are each other’s beards.

[jenyifer]

Boston deserves his “friends” back (this is the BostonMew portion)

Mew it’s finally your turn to hop in the brain soup pot with our Chaos boy Boston. No drowning allowed.

Disclaimer: the reason I don’t talk about Mew is because he reminds me of my ex. I don’t want to go into deep detail because it’s not necessary. However I think it colors my world against Mew in general. But I’m going to talk about Boston’s relationship towards him.

Boston and Mew both have this photo and I think this is an indication that to both of them their friends are their Chosen family. There isn’t a photo of Mew and his moms next to this. There isn’t a photo of Boston and his mother or father he does have a little Statue of Liberty but that’s about it. I believe to both Mew and Boston their bonds with the other friends feel alot deeper than acquaintances. Mew depends on Boston to drive everyone home. Mew and Cheum can’t drive and Ray is a drunk. Mew also likes to have Boston about to live vicariously then judge. I think mew did enjoy Bostons persona. Boston did love Mew. He didn’t want Top to sleep with him initially. Boston wanted Top again not for Top to take Boston’s “sweet virgin” friend. Boston tells Top when things fall apart Boston will be there for Mew. Boston also tries telling Top not to get Mew too drunk.

Wont it benefit Boston for Mew to be drunk? Make it easier for Boston to steal Top. Speaking of that I know you are saying no friend would fuck their buddies boyfriend. But I’m going to make some assumptions about their friendship buckle up Boston is Besties with Ray and I feel like they have been friends longer maybe it’s just because Boston takes care of Ray from time to time but for this let’s say BostonRay are old friends. When Mew and Cheum joined their friend group Mew immediately started passive aggressively started judging Boston tries to get him to change. To Boston this is fun. He’s never going to sleep with Mew but he likes a game. Boston likes the competition with Mew it allows him to play like Mew is his annoying older brother. When Top chooses Mew over Boston things get a little too real and Boston second guesses himself. On top of all of that Bostons own emotions are…. Strange because he’s been sleeping with the same guy and not getting bored of Nick. I think this also pushed him to want to get plowed by Top. Sleeping with top was to boost his own confidence and hopefully speed up the inevitable breakup of Top and Mew so Boston can comfort Mew and have their group go back to normal. But this failed. So Boston tried to pretend that him and top never happened because it’s embarrassing and Bostons feelings for Nick are increasing.

I think from Mew’s stand point he had trusted Boston to some extent. He gives Top a dating time limit after Boston told him Top hasn’t dated anymore for more than 3 months. Mew also probably thought Boston does approve of Top since he brought Top to work on the hostel. Mew does care about Boston more than Ray I think because of him also considering Boston part of his chosen family. He is hardcore pushing for BostonNick to happen more so than Sand even. Mew wants BostonNick to happen because Nick is useful and sweet. Mew can see a future where TopMew BostonNick go on dates because Boston will always be part of Mew’s life whether Boston wants it or not.

When Mew used Nick he 100% knew what he was doing. What could hurt Boston the most? Using someone who had melted that outer shell to find out secret details about Boston. Mew KNEW what Boston had told them about Nick was a fucking lie. Usually Boston nails and bails but Nick was special so the perfect tool for Mew to manipulate. Nick was the only person who knew Nick better than Mew in mews mind.

I think Mew was incredibly hurt by Top specifically cheating with Boston because Mew had viewed Boston as his brother who at the end of the day did care about Mew, Ray, & Cheum. Even after Mew gets his revenge on Boston and blackmails him back into his friend group it’s not the same. Boston is held at arms length.

Not even supposed to go a party being thrown by his friends Boston is just there to be controlled put away because Mew only needs Boston in his “friend” role as man for Mew to judge. I do find it interesting Boston doesn’t attack Mew here. He just quietly leaves then Runs upstairs to see Ray when shit goes down. Boston cares about his friends still he misses them. I think he’s hoping eventually Mew will forgive him. That he will have been punished enough to be apart of the family again. But if ep9 and preview of ep10 are anything to judge by Mew and Ray are going to continue to be shit “friends” until Boston makes it up to them. Only going to get more complicated if Atom speaks out about him hooking up with Boston. I do hope Nick helps get Boston back with his friends. I want chosen family date nights to be a thing all 8 of them.

I hope that soup made sense and I wasn’t too mean to Mew. Let me know though.