#and i also um. lie to get attention <3

[violexides]

i have so many neat articulated thoughts on so many issues it is a shame that i accidentally convinced everyone i know in my personal life that i am extremely stupid in order to shield myself from failure and boost other people’s ego 👍

[rafey-baby]

sweet treat 3

In which sexy construction worker!Rafe who spends his days lifting heavy stuff and building shit (his words) and driving shy!reader home has tense shoulders and she offers to help and he's very grateful...

cw: construction worker!Rafe in a desperate need of a massage, fluff, some heavy making out, slight dry-humping, suggestive

wc: 1.4k

this is a part three to this meant to write something cutesy but knowing them it turned into something filthy (who's surprised) hope you enjoy xx

part 4 part 5

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Rafe has had a tedious workday on the construction site. The ardent sun making him melt like ice under the searing yellow rays and the clock ticking as if it was an ancient turtle not helping one bit. Even after he’s washed the sweat and the dirt off and changed into a clean pair of clothes, his shoulders are strained; muscles aching and legs hurting.  

Every time he tries to move his limbs into a more comfortable position on his couch his face scrunches up into a pained expression. It makes her furrow her brows, asking what’s wrong with worry painting over her features. 

”Nothing, just a bit tense,” he dismisses her, rolling his shoulders back, trying to alleviate the soreness that’s tormenting him; disturbing him from the movie they’re trying to watch as they wait for the casserole he’s made to bake in the oven.

”Oh, I’m sorry. Do you— do you want me to give you a massage or something?” She suggests, wanting to make him feel better. 

”It’s fine, don’t worry about it, Sweetheart,” he murmurs, turning his attention back to the television. 

”No, but Rafe you’re hurting…I wanna help,” there’s a slight pout forming on her mouth as she takes the remote, pausing the film. 

He turns the sapphires of his eyes to face her. The look she’s giving him tugs at his heartstrings and for a moment he wonders what he did to deserve such an angel wanting to take care of him. 

”Yeah? Wanna help me?”

She nods.

Then he’s turning around and bending his legs to sit cross-legged on the sofa; presenting his solid back and broad shoulders to her. 

”Also, I’ve had some practice but I’m no masseuse, so don’t get your hopes up too much,” she says as she scoots closer, raising on her knees behind him in order to reach his tall frame.

”You give massages to a lot of people?” He asks, teasing, seemingly nonchalant but there’s a part of him that’s eager to find out whether he’s getting special treatment from her.

”No, I just meant when I was little me and my friends used to do these massage therapy circles and we’d take turns. But now I’m a little rusty since it’s obviously been a while,” she explains. 

”Good,” is all he offers in response, making something abstruse in her tummy flutter. 

She then settles her hands on his wide shoulder blades that lie underneath the white fabric of his t shirt, digging into his skin; feeling the sturdy muscle under her fingertips. 

”You want me to take my shirt off? So it’s easier?” He casually suggests and her cheeks heat up.

”Oh— um…yeah, if you want,” her voice does not sound as indifferent as his which makes the corners of his strawberry mouth curl up as he plucks at the collar of his shirt, exposing solid back muscles and soft skin to stare back at her. 

She blinks. 

Hesitantly, she rests her hands on top of his shoulders once again and begins kneading her fingers into his brawny structure. 

A heartfelt groan rumbles from his chest, making her swallow at the lewd sound as she continues to press into the parts that feel the most strained. 

”Just tell me if something feels bad or if you want me to focus on a specific spot and stuff,” she murmurs as her thumbs sink into his tense flesh, feeling him beginning to unspool under her ministrations. 

He hums out a soft agreement, contentment coating his tone. 

However, when she presses into a particularly taut part of muscle tissue, he suddenly lets out a low-pitched noise from the back of his throat, sounding almost obscene to her ears; reminding her of the night they shared a few days ago. 

It makes her squeeze her thighs together, trying to drag her head out of the gutter. 

“Fuck, that feels nice,” he grunts out, closing his eyes in ecstasy. He thinks she lied when she said that she wasn’t too good because he’s not sure if his shoulders have ever felt this mellow. 

He’s practically muddy clay under her tender fingertips and there’s nowhere else he’d rather be right now. He feels so relaxed he could almost fall asleep.

She continues digging her thumbs into his achy flesh for some time until her fingers begin to feel so sore she thinks they’ll fall off if she doesn’t stop. 

”Sorry, my fingers hurt, can’t anymore,” she softly apologizes and he turns around to face her again; a lazy grin coating his grateful countenance. 

”It’s all good, feels so much better now. Thanks, Sweetheart,” he says while he rolls his shoulders back for emphasis; no hint of any sort of agony in sight. 

”Of course, if um— if you need me to do that again, just ask, okay?” 

”You’re so good to me, you know that?” Carolina blue is peering down at her with a certain tenderness that makes her feel all fuzzy and tingly inside. ”That was nothing. I mean, it was the least I could do after all the times you’ve driven me home and stuff.”

”I’m serious, you just spent almost an hour turning my muscles into jelly. Let me thank you properly,” he murmurs. 

”What— what do you mean?” Her breath hitches. 

”What I’m saying is, haven’t been able to stop thinking about you grinding yourself on top of me, you know?” He says as he lifts his left arm in order to tuck a loose strand of her behind her ear; fingers lingering on her jawline.

She freezes, not sure how to respond as his thumb strokes along her cheekbone and he tips her face up with an index finger tucked under her chin. 

”Was so caught up in it all, forgot to kiss you…” he drifts off, clouded gaze flitting over her features. “You want me to?”

”You mean…right now?” Her eyes round out, barely managing to shove the words out from the gaps of her teeth. ”Unless, you have somewhere else to be?” The edges of his mouth tilt and when she shakes her head he leans closer, pressing his lips on hers in a tender kiss. 

However, when a faint noise of surprise escapes her, he deepens it; warm tongue prodding at the seam of her mouth, coaxing her to open. 

When she eventually does, he slips his tongue in, groaning when he can taste the muted sweetness of the vanilla chapstick she’s wearing. 

Something that was meant to be soft and sweet turns into something heated and primal as she holds his face in her palms. He paws at her waist, bringing her closer and lifting her to sit on his lap with a steady grip on her hips. 

She’s straddling his thighs as his hands travel down to squeeze at the flesh of her ass, forcing her to let out fragile whimpers into his mouth as he continues to swallow her up. 

“There we go, Sweetheart. That’s a lot better, yeah?” He murmurs between soft pecks and sloppy kisses.

Their spit-slick lips lock together again and again; her thighs becoming sticky and mind wandering in a hazy vapor.

“Rafe…” she nearly whispers and she doesn’t even realize she’s rutting against the bulge in his pants until he’s grunting, blunt nails denting her skin. 

The slight pain makes her whine and then he’s pushing her against his hardening cock firmer, pillowy lips smearing on hers all wet and messy; turning her into a moaning jumble, trying her best to keep up with his hungry mouth. 

All of a sudden, completely out of the blue, the timer of the oven begins ringing. It makes her jump in surprise; nearly falling off his lap, if not for his beefy arms holding her upright, not missing a beat. 

He lets out an airy chuckle against her swollen lips and presses a few sweetened pecks on them, reluctantly pulling away. His heavy panting fills her ears for a few seconds as she tries to even out her own rickety respiration. 

Then he’s gently setting her on top of the couch cushions and standing up on his feet; a disconcerted pout following his movements. 

“Shit, better go check on the food so it doesn’t burn, yeah?” He’s sporting a lazy, taunting smile as he offers his right palm to her; lifting her up on unsteady legs that try their best to follow him like a needy kitten as he disappears into the kitchen that bathes under the burnt orange of the setting sun. 

[hysteria-things]

you should do a story of like chris and the reader play like an adult card game. it just randomly appeared in my head i hope it’s not out of ur comfort zone 😭 also i love ur writing and stories sm!

CARDS

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: sub/dom!chris x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: everybody goes off to bed except for you and chris. you find a card game and decide to play, not knowing what it has in store.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: SMUT, swearing, drinking, tied hands, blindfold, teasing, oral (male receiving), degradation, p in v, cream pie, unprotected sex (no bueno!)

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1,445

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: THIS IS MY FAVORITE REQUEST SO FAR! nothing is out of my comfort zone anon, don’t worry😘 (and thank you for the compliment!)

shoutout to this game that randomly appeared on my tiktok to give me this idea.

enjoy ;)

“i think i’m going to head off to bed.” nick announces, stumbling his way to his feet.

you, the triplets, nate, and madi decided to rent out an airbnb for a weekend getaway. it’s rare when you guys have free time.

you all have been drinking and talking for the last three hours. nate and madi went off to bed about an hour ago, and nick stepped out of the living room.

“i’m going to go too.” matt says a few seconds later. “we got a busy day tomorrow.”

that leaves you and chris left as you two wave goodbye to his brother. there's no doubt that the group is at least a little tipsy.

“you can go to bed too, if you want. i’m sure i’ll be gone soon.”

chris shakes his head. “i’m good right now.”

you scan your eyes around the room until you land on a shelf that’s next to the TV. there’s a handful of games on them, but one sticks out to you. it’s a red box.

you get off of the couch and walk over, taking the box and studying it. there’s a black cat on it, and underneath it says ‘pussy out.’

smirking, you hold up the box so chris can see. “want to give this a try? it says it’s for 3+ players, but we can make it work.”

he laughs. “sure. bring it over.”

you go back to the couch and set the game on the coffee table, laying it all out and reading about how it works.

the group goes in a circle and picks a card. you can either do what the card says or take however many shots it displays on the bottom of it. easy enough.

“i’ll go first,” you say, picking the card that’s the first on the deck.

let the group see your my eyes only on snapchat.

or…

pussy out.

two shots.

“sorry, no.” you start, shaking your head and grabbing the vodka bottle that you guys have on the coffee table. “i’m not doing that.”

chris looks amused. “why not? you have nudes and shit in there?”

“no.” you lie. you pour two shots and drink both. you gag at the alcohol going down your throat.

chris sighs, taking the next card.

wild card!

all leo’s take a shot.

this is your chance to be the center of attention.

he groans. “this shit is so not fair.”

you laugh now. “you heard it. bottoms up, sturn.”

he glares at you before downing one drink. you stare at the card in your hand, a little taken aback.

passionately kiss the player to your right.

or…

pussy out.

four shots.

chris is technically across from you, but it’s the same difference, right?

you bite your lip and slowly crawl over to chris. he glances at your eyes and lips a few times before you lean in and kiss him.

your mouths move in sync with the sound of your lips smacking together. you invite his tongue into your mouth.

you kiss for a few more seconds before pulling away.

both of your lips are red and you clear your throat. “y-your turn.” you stutter.

chris quickly reaches for his second card.

choose a player to spit a shot into your mouth.

or…

pussy out.

three shots.

he reaches for his shot glass and pours the liquid into it. you smirk at his cowardliness. this card isn’t so bad.

“you going to spit in my mouth, or what?”

your eyes widen, staring at his hand that’s holding the glass in front of you.

“o-oh.” you stammer, taking it from him. “um, yeah. sure.”

you pour the vodka into your mouth and hold it there. you grab chris’s jaw lightly as your noses touch. his mouth is already open for you, and you spit the alcohol down his throat.

you pull away as he swallows. for some reason, none of this feels awkward. it feels like young adults having a good time.

both of you let out giggles when you take a card.

wild card!

do whatever your heart desires to a player. if not, you have to take three shots.

(come on, you know you want to)

chris brings his hands to the back of his head and grins. “you heard it. bottoms up, y/l/n.”

you snarl at him using your words against you. “no. put your hands together.”

he raises his brow but obeys. you grab two black pieces of fabric you found and turn to him.

you bite your lip as you tie his hands.

“so… what are you doing, exactly?”

“you’ll see,” you reply, taking the other piece of fabric and putting it over his eyes.

his chest heaves as you straddle his lap and slowly graze your hands over his chest. “y/n—”

you cut him off when you start to roll your hips. his mouth is agape, groans leaving it each time you move upward on his now growing erection.

“y/n— fuck. don’t tease like that.”

you shush him as you move yourself so you’re straddling his calves. you take off his shorts to see pre-cum already leaking through his underwear.

you rub his dick through the piece of clothing, a moan and hiss leaving his lips.

“you want my mouth, handsome? you want my mouth wrapped around your needy cock?”

he whines and nods vigorously. “god, yes, please.” he pants.

you hum, kissing his twitching dick a few times before finally letting it spring free.

you grab the base; your small hand doesn’t fit around it. you start to kitty lick the tip and move your hand up and down.

he moans, his hips thrusting upward at the sudden contact.

you suck at what’s coming out of his tip before moving your head down, gagging when it reaches the back of your throat.

bobbing your head at a fast pace, chris wiggles and whines from underneath you. the sound of you sucking his dick also filling the room.

“shit, wait.” he exhales. “please. i need to fuck you so bad. need cum inside your pussy. please.”

you grip his thighs when he starts thrusting up into you.

you lift your head before it gets too much and cough. he’s panting as you move your face up to his ear, untying both his hands and the blindfold as you speak. “then do it.”

he flips you over in milliseconds, your back now against the couch. he tears off your panties, the elastic ripping against your skin causing you to yelp. he doesn’t bother to remove your shirt and skirt; he just needs you so badly.

chris gives you no time to adjust when he starts to plow into you so fast that the couch moves with each thrust.

“ch-chris! fuck!” you scream. “you’re f-fucking huge.”

he chuckles and covers your mouth to muffle your moans and screams. “you don’t want them to hear, do you? you don’t want them to hear how much of a whore you are; getting fucked by one of your best friends.”

it’s crazy how fast his demeanor can change. just a few minutes ago he was under your control, even though you hate being the one to take over.

he lifts your legs so they both are over his shoulders, which has him drilling into you deeper. luckily, he holds you in place. if he didn’t, you’d go flying off the couch.

you gasp in his hand and roll your eyes back, arching off the couch so he can hit just the right spot. you grip his hand and move it away from your mouth, not caring if the others can hear.

“o-oh, chris!” you grip his biceps, leaving crescent shapes on them. “i’m gonna— shit, i’m cumming.”

your legs start to shake as you start to spread your cum down his dick.

“look at me,” he demands. your eyes flutter back open and stare into his lust-filled ones. “you want me to fill your pussy? huh? you want me dripping out of you for the whole weekend like a slut?”

“mhm! please— please.”

he starts to rub your clit with his thumb, your eyes crossing at the pleasure washing over your body.

he thrusts a few more times before stopping deep inside you, feeling his orgasm fill you to the brim.

he grunts before pulling out, falling on top of you as you guys breathe in sync.

“can’t wait to spend $50 on plan b tomorrow morning.”

he laughs, kissing your jaw. “my bad.”

it’s no secret that you’ve always liked chris more than a friend, but it’s bizarre that having sex with him happened because of a crazy card game.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

@bunbunbl0gs @lexisecretaccx @thy-mission @angelic-sturniolos111 @sophssturn @mattsneezing @janiellasblog @blahbel668 @meg-sturniolo @hearts4chris @mattslolita @sturnbaby @imwetforyourmom

[etherealstar-writes]

I WANNA BE YOURS | LIONESSES X READER | PT 3

pairings: lionesses x reader

summary: in which you're accidentally added to a random group chat, not knowing they're all actually famous footballers, and obliviously end up having many of them competing for your love and attention.

part: three

part one here

✦ ——— ✦ ——— ✦

THE NATIONAL DIVING TEAM

brightness

we have training tomorrow

just a reminder

the REAL karate kid

ughh

kie

what's the bet leah and georgia

are gonna be a show off

while niamh's gonna be off in her own world

neev

hey! no need to call me out like that

i do focus

stairway

i am not a show off

willybum

me neither!

door knob

you guys need proof?

the imposter

damn

you guys got that athletic build 💪

the REAL karate kid

......

willybum

.......

stairway

.......

elton

.......

earpsy

.......

brightness

.......

neev

.......

lotte

.......

maya

.......

daily

.......

the imposter

YO

HOW MANY OF YOU ARE ON THIS CHAT??

elton

i think the rest are asleep

the imposter

are you guys all part of some cult omg

and why do you guys have like

group training together?

that's kinda sus

the REAL karate kid

honestly it's kinda fun and chaotic

lotte

are we all gonna ignore the fact that

nobbs has photos of georgia's and leah's muscles?

door knob

are we just gonna keep referring

the imposter as imposter?

or if anyone's gonna ask her name?

the imposter

your name's nobbs??

LMAO THE DOOR KNOB MAKES SO

MUCH MORE SENSE NOW 😭💀

also

my name's y/n

neev

that is such a pretty name

the imposter

thank you!

elton

you know

you never really answered

lotte's question nobbs ....

willybum

it's because i'm her favourite duh

stairway

um it's actually me

hence why she sent a photo of mine first

meado

and here we go again

✦ ——— ✦ ——— ✦

elton

oi

hello

@everyone

why is everyone so dead right now

earpsy

maybe it's the fact that we just finished training

the REAL karate kid

and because we actually have lives

elton

that's a lie and we all know it

the imposter

how was training?

neev

tiring

feeling quite dead rn

willybum

funny actually

lessi slipped and slammed

face first into the training mat

elton

that was the highlight of my day

the REAL karate kid

glad to know my misery

causes you guys happiness

rusty metal

guys

i stumbled upon the best photo ever

my eyes have been blessed

stairway

omg

bronzy in her active era??

daily

ooh do show

lotte

it's intrigued my interest now too

rusty metal

neev

LMAO

willybum

WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET THIS

the REAL karate kid

CRYING RN 😭💀

elton

STOP 😭

this is a masterpiece

i'm saving this

stairway

she's a barbie gurl 💅

earpsy

PLS 💀

willybum

i'm blocking yall

stairway

your eyes just can't handle this much art

the imposter

hello friends of y/n!

i was trying to take photos of y/n

and accidentally clicked into here

neev

hello friend of y/n

the imposter

WHAT IS THAT PHOTO OF LEAH WILLIAMSON 😭

is this some kind of football fan cult??

some of your usernames are familiar in a strange way

idk why i can't seem to place it

elton

hmm quite strange

don't you all agree?

stairway

hmm very strange indeed

brightness

yes

daily

indeed

willybum

very

the REAL karate kid

where's y/n?

the imposter

standing in front of me

has no clue i'm on this chat

i'll send a photo

hang on

(lets just pretend they can see your face in the photo)

now she wants her phone back

goodbye strange strangers

elton

......

stairway

......

willybum

......

the REAL karate kid

......

neev

......

rusty metal

......

brightness

......

daily

......

doorknobs

......

meado

......

kie

......

earpsy

......

maya

......

lotte

......

lauren 1

......

stairway

the whole chat rn:

elton

i was not expecting this today-

the REAL karate kid

toone, this is literally the best

most dumbest thing you've done-

neev

honestly

lotte

my eyes have been blessed twice today

willybum

wow

the REAL karate kid

you can get my number wrong

anytime toone

part four here

[moonydustx]

Hey, Brazilian here!!! Can you write about Law x Sick!Reader?

Oi oi! Mais um dia, mais um atraso om os pedidos. Primeiro, muito obrigada pelo seu pedido <3 Aqui e aqui temos algumas histórias sobre Law x Sick!Reader. Mas como é quase irresistível escrever sobre nosso pirata favorito, hoje eu trouxe mais uma. Espero de verdade que goste!

And here’s the translation: Hi Hi! Another day, another delay with orders. First, thank you so much for your request <3 Here and here we have some stories about Law x Sick!Reader. But since it's almost irresistible to write about our favorite pirate, today I brought one more. I really hope you like it!

Requests are back soon, don't give up on me!

one piece masterlist

The isolated

Law x Sick!Reader (F!Reader)

warnings: idiots who don't know how to show their feelings, maybe there is a wrong use of DF, certainly medical errors because I'm not very good at writing this topic.

The sun shone brightly outside the Polar Tang, matching the summer island you had stumbled upon. Beaches, parks, and even a small forest trail awaited you, and despite Bepo's grumbles, it promised to be a good time to relax.

"Are you two staying here?" you adjusted your backpack on your back and stopped beside your captain. "There's so much to do."

"I only leave here to buy ice, or ice cream." Bepo, sprawled on the deck, grumbled. Your eyes soon turned to the captain's.

"And you?"

"Maybe I'll go to the city later, need to buy some things." he said, assessing you from head to toe. "Aren't you going to the beach with them?"

"Not really. From what I saw, there's a pretty cool trail to hike, I can take the opportunity to get some new herbs."

"Hm, alright." he replied, returning to contemplating Bepo suffering in the heat.

"Any problem, Captain?"

"No, nothing serious." Lie. The invitation for you to accompany him on the small visit to the city lingered on his lips, but apparently, it would stay there. "Enjoy your trail."

"Thanks, Captain! I'll be back before the end of the day."

You disembarked from the ship without further difficulties, following the small map you had bought earlier. On the Polar Tang, Law watched from afar as you walked away. He held a certain fondness for you - one you would never suspect - making it difficult for him to approach. Despite the shared breakfasts and the plant and herb lessons you gave him, which he insisted on attending despite knowing most of the content already, he enjoyed being with you. It was a pity he didn't know there was a reciprocal feeling on your part.

On the other hand, you even expected an invitation to accompany him, but just as he didn't seem very interested in being on your trail, he also didn't seem interested in your company. The hours passed without end, and with each passing moment, you grew more and more exhausted. Even before the sun set, you were already making your way back up to the Polar Tang.

"What the hell happened to you?" Shachi was the first to ask, catching your attention as you headed towards the submarine's interior.

"What the hell what?" you looked over, seeing nothing abnormal except for the fatigue and heat in your body, likely from all the walking.

"We better call the captain." Jean Bart advised and didn't wait for a response, running further into the submarine.

You tried to see something in some reflection as you watched your colleagues avoid you as if you carried the plague within you. Your irritation with your friends was replaced by concern as soon as Law saw you. You expected a scolding, you expected some acidic comment from him, but you didn't expect the lack of words, except for the ones that made you teleport with him straight to the medical ward.

"Captain, what's happening?" you stumbled backward as he guided you not so gently to a stretcher.

"Open your mouth." he completely ignored your question, and you could tell he was more worried than usual, so you just obeyed. With a small flashlight, he checked what you believed was just your throat. "Can you breathe normally, have you felt anything?"

"I'm just a bit tired, that's all. I don't understand all this fuss." you grumbled.

Only then did Law realize that indeed, you knew nothing of what was happening or why everyone had practically become concerned. Looking for a mirror and finding it impossible to find one in the medical ward of the Polar Tang, he grabbed a small sterilized steel tray and passed it to you, indicating that you should look at yourself.

"What?" your cry echoed through the enclosed room. Your face, neck, and every piece of skin you could see were adorned with red and swollen lumps. "Law, what's happening to me?"

"At first, I thought it might be an allergic reaction. But with unobstructed airways, I rule out that possibility, given the size of these lumps, if it were an allergy you shouldn't be breathing." he touched your face, gently turning it from side to side.

"And you're speaking so calmly?"

"If I spoke more agitatedly, you'd get nervous, your body would pump your blood faster, and if it were poison it would only take a few minutes for you to drop dead here." again, that calmness in dealing with serious matters infuriated you. "It might be that," he muttered to himself.

"Poison? Am I poisoned?" you stood up and immediately stumbled, leaning against his arms. "Am I going to die?"

"Probably, maybe, and no." he helped you sit back down. "Just give me a minute, I suspect what it might be."

He disappeared from your sight, and immediately, it was as if exhaustion dominated your body. You allowed yourself to lie down and wait for a few minutes. When your eyes were already heavy - even though less than five minutes had passed - you saw him appear with a book in hand.

"Can you stand up and take off your clothes?" he asked, seeing you nod, even though it took minutes just for you to stand up.

Remaining only in underwear, Law took care not to touch your body disrespectfully. The lumps already occupied almost your entire skin, giving him some trouble finding what he needed. After turning you around a few times and bending down to see better, he unfortunately found what he suspected.

"Here!" he pointed to the side of your body and again picked up the small steel plate that served as a mirror. As soon as he showed you, you could locate two red dots. Law then stood up and took the book he had brought. "It's a type of bug common on this kind of island."

"And what does that mean?" you leaned on the cot, not bothering to put your clothes back on.

"Well, it's going to be a few difficult days, and I'll need to isolate you from the rest of the crew, but you'll be fine."

"What do you mean by difficult days?" you tried to grab his book, but he didn't allow it. The way the symptoms were written was much scarier than it should have been in reality, at least that's what he hoped.

"Some symptoms are quite annoying, but with the right treatment, in about six to seven days, you'll be cured." he explained, watching you nod slowly. "It's normal to feel a bit tired at first; you might feel a bit itchy tomorrow too."

"You said you're isolating me here, is there a risk I've contaminated someone?" contaminated you, you wanted to add, but preferred to keep the thought to yourself. "I haven't touched anyone, but you never know."

"Contamination is through fluids, so no, for now, we'll all be fine. Here, I can still use my fruit to ensure a bit more protection for myself." he closed the book and stooped down, picking up the clothes you were wearing. "I'll get rid of this, alright?"

"Can you ask Ikakku to bring something for me to wear?"

"You're isolated, for a few days, only I will be able to come here, okay?" His hand almost touched you, but retracted in the last moments. "While you're not feeling better, we'll stay here on the island, but visits to the trail will be prohibited to everyone. I'll bring your clothes in a few minutes."

Law left and left you alone for a few moments, only returning to bring your pajamas. Even though you said it didn't need to be that type of clothing, Law warned that you would still be thankful for it.

On the first day, you were completely alone as the captain made sure that no one was infected and that everyone was aware of the necessary precautions. The lumps on your face seemed even redder, and when you noticed, you were already scratching and clawing, seeking some relief from the agony crawling on your skin.

"Don't scratch, you'll regret it." Law's voice appeared, and only then did you realize that he had entered the room. "It'll hurt more afterward."

"But Captain!" you grumbled and brought your nails back to your legs, barely reaching them before he grabbed your wrist. "It's itching too much!"

"I brought this." Only then did you realize that he had come armed with things. In one hand, a small pot that from the smoke and aroma, should be food. In the other, a small bag. "Here are ointments that can help, Ikakku also set aside some more clothes and other things that you might need."

You barely waited for him to finish speaking and began rummaging through the bag, searching for the ointment. As soon as you smeared it wherever you could reach, under his attentive gaze, you didn't need to ask. It only took a single exchange of glances for him to reach out and take the ointment from you. As soon as the cold cream reached your back - and perhaps because of the gentle way his fingers slid - you swore you could melt.

"I think it's good." He returned the tube and lowered your blouse carefully. "I brought soup for you."

"I'm not hungry."

"But I need you to eat, please." His eyes seemed to plead on their own, making it almost impossible for you to refuse.

Law stayed longer than the day before, watching you eat and updating you on what had happened outside. From Shachi and Penguin almost getting beaten up by two women on the beach, to Bepo swimming with buoys and several other amenities. Although he stayed longer than the day before, it didn't take long for Law to leave you alone again.

The next morning, you understood what Law meant about regretting scratching. The vivid memory of your nails scratching your body was replaced by an unbearable burning sensation, which left you almost immobile. Except that it also itched, making you seek friction, however minimal. That morning, you were taken out of bed by Law's appearance. A tray was in his hand, and as soon as he placed it on the table, he transported two more bags in.

"How are you feeling today?" he stopped by your side, looking at your still-laying face. "Burning, isn't it?"

"Like hell!" you grumbled, and saw him laugh, as if to say he had warned you. "Can you fix this?"

"At best, alleviate it." he warned, and saw you nodding against the sheets. "But first, breakfast." His tattooed hand stretched out, and you used it as support to sit up.

Grabbing the bread and juice glass, you pushed the fruits in his direction.

"Eat too." he just waved his hand, and you insisted. "Please, Captain. It'll make me feel less strange."

"Okay, just a little." He grabbed one of the grapes and ate.

As soon as you finished, Law used the power of the Ope Ope no Mi to get you to a shower, and apparently, he had already left that isolation for you. He leaned against the outside and left you alone, washing your body. Even against his will, Law could hear your grumbles and sniffs, he knew that the contact of the water against the skin would be torture at that moment, but it was the best solution he could think of. How he wished he could take that pain away from you.

In the afternoon of that same day, you didn't expect to see him again, until once again he appeared in the room, armed with things that barely crossed your mind of what they could be.

"I-I…" he started, feeling a little insecure. He felt that perhaps, just maybe, he might be crossing the line between doctor and patient. "I believe you might be feeling lonely."

"You have no idea." you weakly laughed, accepting the package he offered. Some books, crosswords, and candies were piled in the package. "That's very kind of you captain, thank you."

"I brought more of these too." He piled some books next to you, with a glance you realized they were comics. "They help me pass the time, I think they might help you too."

"This is that story... Sora, right?" you flipped through some, excitedly. "I've always heard about it and even tried to read it, but I confess I didn't understand much."

"What didn't you understand?" he sounded almost offended, sneaking a peek at what you were talking about.

The idea was for him to just leave things there and leave you alone, but it seemed almost impossible that afternoon. Law got lost in the hours, what was supposed to be a simple explanation ended with him reading some issues aloud to you. He only realized this when he heard your stomach growl, knowing it was already dinner time.

In the following two days, you alternated between scratching, trying to avoid scratching, getting scolded by Law, and him losing hours again, talking to you. It had reached the point where Law and you were counting the hours to know when you would see each other's faces. You because you loved the company of your captain and how soothing his voice sounded when he read, or how he got excited gossiping about the "outside world," and Law felt he needed to see you up close, to ensure that you were and would be fine.

The last bout of symptoms was what worried Law, and it was when he entered the room and found you lying on the floor in a fetal position that he knew it had finally arrived. Although it meant that the illness was leaving your body, he knew it would be the most painful part.

"Law." your tearful voice called him as soon as he picked you up to put you back in bed. "My body hurts so much."

"I know, I know." he tried to calm you down and saw you curl up even more. "I promise, just one more day, and you'll be okay."

"I don't know if I can handle a whole day with so much pain." you sobbed and hugged yourself. "It hurts to breathe, it hurts to move, and-I-I don't know what to do."

He sighed, trying to think of how he could take that away from you. It was just one more day of symptoms, but it hurt him to hear from your mouth that you couldn't handle it. Just one more day, one more day, and you would be well again.

"Do you remember when the pain started?" he stepped away to start preparing a serum with medications for you.

"About two hours ago." you whispered, pulling the blankets against you and trying to press against your own body, the contact of your skin seemed like a relief.

"Okay, we have a few more hours ahead." he gently pulled your arm, and with the dexterity that only he could have, hit your vein on the first try, plugging the medication. "Maybe this will help a little with the symptoms."

Law stepped back again to get the book he had found the information about the insect that had bitten you. Most of it was that the symptoms were difficult, but they overcame themselves, and although it seemed like you were going to die, the probability was minimal. Pain and complications, pain and complications. Law finally found the topic he needed. When the disease was leaving the body, the heat provided by fire, blankets, humans could help, as well as pressure on the painful area.

"I have an idea." he murmured and began to take off his shoes.

While you were lying down, barely having strength to open your eyes, you saw him take off the shoes he was wearing and take off the hat he had on. The first thing he did was cover your head with the hat, making sure to keep as much of the top of your face covered and warm. Soon, he climbed onto the bed with you, his legs intertwined with yours, and his hands began to press against your body, promoting such relief that it drew a sigh from your lips and allowed you to stretch.

"Sorry." he apologized, his hands now pressing against your back intensely. "It's the best I could think of quickly."

"It's perfect." with some difficulty, you turned to him. "Thank you for taking care of me, Captain."

"This is my duty, isn't it?"

"Well, not when I'm a mess here, in pain, and crying." you tried to laugh, but a memory of a conversation you had some time ago struck you. "Enough, Law, you need to step back."

"And why would I do that?"

"Why do you think? Contact equals contamination, don't you remember?" you grumbled. Even though the massage he provided was the relief you needed, the last thing you wanted was to infect him.

"You're no longer so contagious. You're on the last day of the illness, full of symptom medications, and I'm protected, there's no possibility of you infecting me." he explained and felt your hand against his chest, trying to push him away. "Don't you believe me?"

"I'm a mess here, of course I'll infect you."

Instead of answering you, Law just stole a quick kiss from your lips, in an impulse of courage to show a little of what he felt and in the desperation to stop you from continuing to push him and, consequently, pushing himself out of the bed.

"I wouldn't do this if you were contagious, you know that." he simply said and pulled you closer, allowing your face and body to almost merge against his skin. "Now let me take care of you."

The last day of the illness passed faster than you expected, mainly because much of it you spent sleeping in the arms of your captain, who didn't stop for a second trying to ward off the pain from you.

The next day, you were finally free to walk around the submarine, take a shower freely, choose your own clothes, free from the small medical ward you spent those days in. As soon as you finished putting on your uniform, two knocks on the door caught your attention.

"Can we talk?" Law inquired, not waiting for the answer to enter the room. "About yesterday…"

"There's nothing I would change about that." you interrupted him, and you swore you could see a certain blush on his face. "Except the pain, I thought I was going to die."

"I would never let that happen."

"Captain?" you approached, stopping a short distance from him.

"Law, please." he corrected you. He liked to hear his title leave your lips, but hearing his name was a much more savory experience.

"Law, aside from all the pain and stress, it was good to spend these days alone with you." you confessed, seeing him nod. "Although I'm also ridiculous with those lumps that have now turned into scars, I really should have listened to you."

"Don't say that, even if you wanted to, you wouldn't be that." he refused to name you in such a rude way. "And I also enjoyed our time together."

"What does that mean?"

"It means I want to do it right." he cleared his throat, adjusting his posture and asking the question that could avoid all the stress of you having gone to do the damn trail. "Will you accept to visit the city with me?"

[tinandabin]

Sagau but the reader is the ACTUAL creator part 3

Part 2 part 4

ngl, I was kind of scared to post this cause there were so many people to tag 😭😭

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It's been what? 2 days? A week? Or perhaps a month without seeing you. The Vision Hunt Decree got stricter, they now used more violent methods to seize the vision under Ei's command. Ei hasn't left Plane Of Euthymia ever since she last heard your voice, all she does is meditate and drown herself in her sorrow.

Morax isolated himself, busying himself in the Wangshen Funeral Parlour, it is rare to see him even talk about Osmanthus wine now. He's trying his best to not think of you, but his mind just can't help but wander to your lovely face.

All Barbatos does is spend his time away at the tavern, drinking away till he no longer can. Drinking as much as he can so he can forget about his miserable life without you.

Oh, how long till they get to see you? Are you really doing all this for a mere mortal? Are they of such value to you? Would you place a mortal above them, your devoted acolytes? This is too cruel for their poor souls, they rather would die a hundred times, no, a thousand times than spend another second without seeing you. They can't live like this. They need you.

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"Um-uh, Your Grace, I was wondering if we could go to..Liyue? I would like to sight-see, if that is okay with you," The girl, whose name you found out is Revelyn, asked.

You found out that Revelyn doesn't really have any family, if she did then you would have returned her there. However, she grew up in an orphanage and then was left to fend for herself when she was old enough. You had even initiated the idea of her returning to the mortal realm, but she says she is too scared, for everyone probably hates her, I mean, they took their Divine Creator's attention away from them.

"Hesitate not dear, Seraphina will escort you," You replied, reading some documents and quickly filling out some slots.

Revelyn's body tensed up as she responded swiftly, "I was wondering whether you could come with me!" She ended with a loud huff, both of you surprised at her outburst.

"Oh, I do apologise; however I do not seem to have any free time today," You glanced at your clock and started to skim over the documents again.

"..I see, that's fine. We can go another day," Revelyn slowly got up and took her leave from your office.

Just as you were about to get up, you saw a letter settled neatly upon your desk. Opening it, you read it.

“Hello, Your Divinity, how are you? It has been quite a long time since I last saw you. You make me worried sick, I will not lie.

As for why I am contacting you, ever since you declared the punishment of the archons, Ei hasn't come out of Plane Of Euthymia and it looks like she is slipping into insanity.

As her familiar, it is my duty to make sure she is in her best state, no? I was perhaps hoping for you to end her punishment and we could also have some tea together.

Your Dearest,

Yae Miko ♡. ”

You settled the letter on a stack of books and smiled to yourself, noticing Yae Miko's little attempt to spend time with you. Oh well, you might as well amuse yourself.

That reminds you, didn't Revelyn want to go to Liyue? Let's hope she is fine heading to Inazuma. Inazuma sure is a beautiful place on its own, dangerous nonetheless.

Perhaps you have been too cruel on your acolytes? Ah, let's hope they learnt their lesson.

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taglist: @shizunxie @dearloonies @iruiji @yani-dere @kiraisastay @fauxizs @salvationprodigy @thetruepair @lunalily19

do y'all like revelyn? I feel like making her the enemy somewhat. the archons vs revelyn who will win.

Masterlist

[dior-luxury]

Hiii! I just found your Pretending to Flirt Online hc's and they were so perfect. I read it all like 6 times in a row heheh. I see that requests are open but I couldn't find any rules so I hope I don't offend you with any of this! Can you do a the same Flirting Online thing with Riddle, Jade, Leona, Malleus, and Jamil? If that's too much, you can just do however many you are comfortable with. Thank you!! 😊 💞💞

𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒈𝒖𝒚 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 .𝟎𝟐

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Note: Anon!! Your making me blush! (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) (AHHH-) Thank you so much for liking my writing so much, that you even read it six times over and over again (´꒳`)♡ <3.

Characters: Riddle, Jade, Leona, Malleus, & Jamil Dictionary: Rosa/ means 'Rose' in Italian, "提督" [Teitoku] means 'Admiral' in Japanese, "ジュエル" [Jueru] means 'Jewel' in Japanese.

Riddle Rosehearts:

Riddle seems like the type of person to try and distract you when he's jealous. Causally mentioning the most random stuff that comes up in his mind.

This whole idea will be slightly tampered with since you are the main cause of this feeling.

He desperately tries to make a scenario in his head on why you're flirting with some random guy.

While also trying to make up a pathetic excuse on why he's straight-up staring at you.

Some of the students in the main lounge glance at Riddle, snickering about the scene that's going to unfold.

You were currently sitting at one of the tables in the lounge, and you then tilt to the side of your head.

To find Riddle crossing his arms and looking down, trying to avoid eye contact as he went up to you.

"Even if your lounging around here... you are still a part of making sure this place is in order. From a Dorm leader to a perfect one, I don't think flirting with some random guy online will 'certainly' help. Especially when the one who's telling you this is your boyfriend y/n."

Riddle bent forward as he looked down at your phone in your hands. This little action caused you to hold the screen tight to your chest trying to cover up the fact you were secretly recording this for tik tok.

"Oh, um- it's not like that-" you spoke as your grip tightened. Riddle's feeling grew more anxious as his eyes narrowed in disappointment.

He fixed his posture as he tried to figure out how to fix this awkward scene. "Rosa, who are you talking to?" He lowered his voice feeling anxiety swim in his stomach.

You laughed nervously as you looked down at your phone once again.

Riddle clenched his fists as he took your phone without even thinking.

You paused as your face rained in embarrassment, trying to forget this even happened.

Riddle's eyes grew wide as he was also on the point of embarrassment death, he tried to just take in what was happening right now.

Instead of doing that though... he gives you back your phone, with a hand covering his mouth.

"I- um... Nevermind!" He exclaims drawing the attention of the students around the lounge, back on him. "This is embarrassing, it seems I was wrong. I should've known you were pranking me..."

Riddle then bowed deeply as he then began to hassle out of the scene.

Jade Leech:

You may have heard this over and over again but... I am so sorry for you.

Jade is a very possessive guy at least, he's mostly the same as his brother except he's more good at hiding his emotions... That doesn't make this whole scenario passive for you though.

His duty in every relationship is to protect those he deeply cares about, for example; you.

You were chilling with Jade, it was more of one of those boring days. But you decided to make a whole 360' and make at least some sort of something interesting happen!

That's when you decided to prank by flirting with 'someone' over the phone, but you couldn't lie you felt extremely anxious about this whole thing.

You took a deep breath as you waited until Jade was currently not busy to get this whole plan in motion.

"Jade, can you get me water?"

You smiled at Jade, as he nodded getting up from his chair.

Then you wasted no time to use this extra time to get ready, you put the phone in front of you, and you then started recording the tik tok as you took out your Nintendo.

'Alright, he should come back anytime... you sighed as you lowered the brightness on your phone to show an almost dark screen.

You began fake talking as you went to put your headphones on to make it seem you were talking to someone.

"Haha~ Your so funny~"

You saw the door open out of the corner of your eye, but you continued smiling as you decided to make the move and flirt with the 'person' you were talking to.

As soon as a flirty comment slipped your lips, you swear you could hear distance cracking; as if the glass was about to be broken.

You looked over to find Jade holding the glass and doorknob with extreme force, both of them looked like they were going to break any second.

Jade's face was a mixture of anger and shock, a smile entered his face as soon as you caught him staring.

"Teitoku, who are you flirting with."

He bluntly asked as he slowly walked towards you with the same smile staying on his features.

You stuttered as you tried to think what to say next, "What do you... mean?"

Jade's smile faded as he looked you dead in the eyes as handed you your water.

"I want a name and address." He spoke sternly as he lowered his eyes into a glare as his fists clenched up.

You laughed nervously, "Jade- I'm not actually-"

You tried to continue but Jade's eyes poured into your very soul, causing anyone to feel a swarm of anxiety in their whole body/

"Jade it's a prank..."

His eyes widened as he looked at the phone that's screen suddenly turned bright, displaying.

"Oh, my... should've known this was one of your schemes huh?" Jade lightly chuckled as he grabbed you around the waist into a carrying position.

"Jade the water-"

Leona Kingscholar:

I would be lying if I said Leona didn't have a jealousy streak.

He's a possessive lion after all. \(︶▽︶)/

And lions are protective animals who don't like sharing... overall perfect person to pull this prank on!

You were a giggling mess the whole time from just looking at Leona's annoyed face.

"What are you laughing at."

Even Leona's stern remarks couldn't make you stop giggling, but something in your head thought this was a good time to play a prank on this kitty~

You quickly recorded this to save for 'memories' (blackmail) and to tease him about it later on~

"You are so funny~ and hot at the same time."

As soon as you said that Leona's eyes perked up as he glanced at you holding up the phone to your chest. But, when he heard the word 'hot' he was already ready to fight someone.

"Did you just call someone 'hot'?"

Leona groaned as he furrowed his eyebrows gripping one of the pillows for dear life.

You tried to act as if you didn't hear him, but with the smile trying to escape your face, it was making things quite hard.

"Oi, answer me. I know you hear me." Leona demanded as he was getting quite annoyed.

You sighed as you put yourself on mute, "Yes?" You questioned, as Leona looked at the phone with a disgusted face.

"Tell that idiot, you have a boyfriend. One that's ready to fight him if he even tries to do anything."

"Leona your not fighting anyone..."

"Why?" He questioned as he rolled his eyes crossing his arms.

"Because it's a prank. I'm talking to no one." You admitted as you light chuckle.

Leona's eyes then shot open as he tried to process what you just said. He slowly turned his head looking you dead in the eyes, as his eyes slowly ponder the screen of your phone.

"Great. You even recorded this whole thing too."

Jamil Viper:

Listen, Jamil's a smart guy... but saying that makes this whole ideal seem scarier than it is.

Though, I'm kind of convinced this guy can read people's emotions like it's a book. Might cause some problems when you're trying to prank him.

Currently, you were addicted to your phone and Jamil wouldn't leave you alone about it.

"Jueru, why are you still on your phone? It's not good for your eyes you know." He said as he currently was going through random books.

"I know."

You say as you play a fake ringtone on your phone causing Jamil's eyes to wander over to you.

"Hey, Sweetheart." You blurt out as Jamil's eyes widen with sudden shock. He then turns his head over to you who's on the phone flirting with someone on a call.

As you continue flirting with a random person, Jamil looks like he's about to poison someone in their sleep tonight. He's quick to act as he slams the book closed.

He then makes his way over to you where you're laying down on one of the expensive sofas.

"We're together right?" He bluntly questions as he crosses his arms with a disapproving face present.

You nod looking up at him meekly.

"Good. Now tell him you have a boyfriend. I don't want my s/o introducing themselves like they're available to everyone they meet."

Jamil then takes his leave his leave as he then goes back to what he was originally doing.

You just left with a semi-shocked face, you thought he would be more... protective. But you just shrug your shoulders as you quietly say 'bye' to the fake you were talking to.

Malleus:

This can go either two ways...

The first one: He'll get EXTREMELY jealous and end up burning the whole place down in fury and madness.

Or! if you are lucky you might not get a Malleus that's over-protective... well, who's kidding Malleus is going to be over-protective.

You slightly giggle to yourself as you speak into the phone, "Hello darling~" You say in a flirty tone, looking at Malleus who stopped writing as soon as you said that.

"Darling?..." He mutters as he then grips the pen he was using. Malleus continues to still be in shock after a few, 'were you talking to him?

No, you couldn't be, your still talking to him when he's not answering. It doesn't take him long to figure out that you're flirting with someone over a call.

A mixture of anger, darkness, and sadness approaches his face as it starts to rain outside. Then it starts to thunder... loud. Flashes of green lightning can be seen in the Diasomnia dorm air as quiet footsteps approach in the distance.

Malleus grinds his teeth and then stands up, causing the chair to fall backward onto the dark-tiled floor. Your eyes widen as you realize what you have done.

"Malleus are you okay?-..."

You say meekly as you look at the fae who was visibly mad. Malleus doesn't deal with this at all in a good way. His hands are shaking from the intense pressure he got from clenching his fists.

He then slowly walks towards you, "Who." Even when just said one word it ran a chill down your entire body.

"Malleus you need to calm down- it's a prank..."

Malleus then crosses his arms looking at you with a disappointed facial expression, "Ah."

He then sits on the couch right next to you, and he then takes your phone from your hands.

"What-"

You sit up as you reach for your phone, "Instead of holding your phone all the time, you should try using me." He says with a sly smirk as he firmly holds the phone in a tight grip.

You gasp in surprise as you then nod, opening your arms to the cocky fae who was just about to destroy the entire place; into your arms, inviting him to lay down with you.

[miradors]

pretty girl

Pairing: Jake Kiszka x Reader

Word Count: 3,789

Warnings: bottom!jake, feminization/forcefem, crossdressing, rimming, fingering [m.], pegging, pet names, dirty talk, use of the word pussy (directed at m.)

A/N: please make sure you read the warnings, as this fic will probably not be for most people! also this is the first time i’ve ever written anything like this so pls be gentle with me but i hope u guys enjoy bc this was a labor of love <3

crossposted to ao3

Your bedroom door creaks open as Jake steps back into the room, carrying the bottle of chardonnay you had started at dinner, and two plastic solo cups stacked together in his other hand. He hands you one before filling your cup and resuming his spot on the bed.

“Nice cups,” you giggle. “Very classy.”

Jake playfully elbows your ribcage and grins. “Hey, I only have two hands,” he flashes a smile, pouring some into his own cup, only spilling a little bit. “Unless you want to deal with broken wine glasses.”

“Okay, fair enough. That just means less dishes for me to do,” you smirk, taking a sip.

You put your arm around Jake’s shoulders, inviting him to lie back against the headboard. He turns slightly into your warm embrace and rests his head on your chest. “Did you decide on a movie?”

“Yeah, what do you think of this one?” You ask, gesturing toward the movie preview you had pulled up on the television.

You watch his gentle, deep brown eyes flit back and forth over the words on the screen, and then back up to meet your gaze.

“Sounds like it’ll be good,” Jake nods, turning his attention back to the screen.

“Okay, good. I’ve been wanting to watch this with you for a while now,” you say, running a hand through his silky hair and gently scratching his scalp, before grabbing the remote beside you and pressing play on the film.

You feel a shiver run through his body as he nudges closer to you, sliding an arm underneath your sweatshirt and resting it across your stomach. He absentmindedly glides his fingertips over your skin, smiling when you tell him that it tickles.

Jake brings his hand out from under your shirt while the movie’s opening credits conclude, now absentmindedly toying with the hem of your sweatshirt.

You love it when he’s soft and vulnerable with you like this; leaving sweet little touches while he traces the details of your body or playing with your hair while he’s nestled into your side. Of course you love when the roles are reversed, as they usually are, but there’s something incredibly special about getting to see Jake’s gentler, submissive side that you love so much. He deserves to be taken care of and made to feel as pretty and special as he makes you feel.

He pulls your shirt up ever-so-slightly, just enough to reveal your underwear. He innocently dips his fingertips underneath the lace and begins playing with the fabric, lifting his head up to take a look when he realizes he doesn’t recognize the texture.

“Are these new? They’re pretty,” he looks up at you with his doe eyes.

You stroke the side of his face. “Yeah, they’re new. You like them?”

Jake lightly bites his lip - not enough for you to tease him for it, but enough for you to notice. “I really like them..” he trails off, sounding like he has more to say, but he stays quiet.

You sit up slightly, sensing his urge to get something off his chest. “What’s wrong, bug?” you ask, furrowing your brows.

“Um..” he sighs. “Nothing. Let’s watch the movie, we’re missing important parts,” Jake says bluntly, refusing to meet your eyes while trying to distract you, regretting ever bringing anything up.

You feel around for the remote, pressing pause on the movie and sitting up the rest of the way. “Jakey, you’re scaring me,” you pout. “What’s wrong?”

Jake sighs and sits all the way up against the headboard, still not making eye contact with you. “I just..” he sighs again, knowing there’s no way out of this conversation. “There’s something that I’ve been thinking about a lot lately but it’s really embarrassing for me to admit, and I’ve been too scared to ask you,” he stares at his lap, picking at lint that isn’t there.

“Jakey,” you say softly, extending a hand and caressing his cheek. “If it’s something that you want, there’s no reason to be embarrassed about it.”

He meets your gaze before quickly looking away again. “I’m just scared that you’ll think it’s weird, or it’ll make you think less of me or something.”

“Honey, have I ever asked you anything that made you think any less of me?” you try.

“No..”

“Exactly,” you state plainly, moving your fingers from his face and taking one of his hands in yours. “So why would I think less of you? If there’s something that you want to try, I would be more than happy to do it with you. Just tell me what you need, baby.”

Looking everywhere but your eyes, he takes a deep breath to center himself. “Can I try on some of your lingerie?” he asks in the smallest voice possible. “I just.. I think I would really like it.”

Your stomach flutters, imagining Jake wearing one of your matching lacy lingerie sets. You try to speak but all you manage to get out is “Fuck, Jake…”

“It’s okay if you don’t want me to,” he turns his face away as a reddish glow spreads across his face. “I shouldn’t have brought it up.”

“Do you have any idea how fucking hot what you just said to me was?” You place your hand on his cheek and turn his head back to face you. “Jake.. of course you can. Will you? Please?”

“Are you sure?” he asks, not completely sure if you’re being serious.

“I’ve never been more serious about anything else, ever.”

“Okay,” Jake nods slightly. “Would you be upset if I asked you to wait outside while I change? I’m nervous..”

“Not at all, baby,” you assure him. “Come out and get me when you’re ready.”

Holding his face lightly with both hands, you trace your thumbs over his cheekbones before planting a gentle kiss on his lips. You climb out of the bed and make your way to the door, closing it behind you as you make your exit and wait for his cue.

The anticipation builds as you stand outside your bedroom door, waiting for him to finish searching through your drawer for the perfect set of lingerie. Your heart races as you hear the drawer close, and then the soft click of the door opening.

There he is; your gorgeous Jake, wearing a black lace bralette and a micro-skirt, just short enough to tease a sneak peek at a snug, black thong underneath. His hair is messy, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes sparkle with mischief. With a seemingly newfound sense of confidence, he opens the door wider and beckons you inside with a slight grin.

As you step into the bedroom, you're awestruck by the sight of him standing there, so beautiful and alluring in your lingerie. You circle slowly around him, taking in every inch of his body, admiring the way the skirt hugs his hips. He's even more stunning than you could have ever imagined he would be. You reach out to gently caress his chest through the lace of his bra, pinching a nipple that's already hard and aching for your touch.

He lets out a shiver, his eyes closing briefly as you caress him. "You like it?" he asks, his voice a whisper.

"You’re so beautiful," you reply, tracing the delicate lace of his bra with your fingertips, feeling a sudden wave of confidence crash over you as you meet his eyes. "Such a pretty girl."

He lets out a soft moan, and you can feel a shiver run through his body beneath your touch. "Fuck," he whispers, gazing up at you with a mixture of desire and vulnerability in his eyes. “Say that again, baby, please.”

“Yeah? You like when I tell you what a gorgeous girl you are?” You tease, admiring the way the lace of his bra hugs his chest. “My fucking girl.”

Jake lets out a loud moan and you can't help but feel a surge of possessiveness as you continue to trace your hands over his body, running your fingers over his strong shoulders, the smooth skin of his arms, his delicate waist, and finally reaching around and firmly cupping the rounded curve of his ass in your hands. He arches into your touch, letting out a soft groan that vibrates through your core.

"Jake..." you breathe, feeling the familiar heat rising in your chest. "You’re so fucking gorgeous.. I’m gonna make you feel so good, babygirl."

He looks up at you, his eyes darkening with desire, and then slowly leans in, pressing his lips against yours in a passionate kiss. His tongue darts out, seeking entry into your mouth, and you eagerly open up to him, letting him explore every inch of your tongue, every corner of your mouth. As your bodies melt together, you can feel the hard length of his cock pressing against your thigh, heightening the desire coursing through you.

Jake breaks the kiss, gasping softly, and looks at you with a mixture of love and lust. His hands roam over your body, across your chest, teasing your nipples through your shirt. He suddenly stops and pulls away from you with a mischievous grin spread across his face.

"I also found a little something else when I was digging through your drawer,” he trails off, turning toward the bed and bending over, his perfect ass on full display as he reaches for something under his pillow. Your palms start to tingle, wondering what he could have found as he smugly turns back to face you, dangling a modest-sized dildo and a matching harness in front of your face. “You never told me you had this,” he says plainly, raising his brows and flashing a sultry smile. “You’re gonna fuck me, right here, right now.”

His words send a shockwave through you, and you can feel your heart race with desire. You look deep into his eyes, nodding, and without warning, you spin him back around and lightly push him forward until he’s on his forearms and knees on the bed. He peers over his shoulder, watching you intently as you kneel between his legs, his eyes never leaving your face as you look down and take in the sight of him yet again.

“You want to get all dressed up like a girl? Then you’re gonna get fucked like one,” you say firmly, playing into it, fighting off a smile, as you’ve long-awaited this day.

You know he’s hard and ready for you, and it's all you can do not to reach around his slender body and stroke his cock right now. But you want this to be special, you want him to feel everything before he takes your cock.

With a slow and deliberate hand, you guide his body down even further; his chest against the mattress, his face pressed into his pillow. The position makes his ass stick out enticingly, and you can't help but let out a soft moan of appreciation as you run your hands over the back of his thighs.

You move closer, taking in the sight of his exposed, smooth skin and the way his ass cheeks are spread just enough to reveal his tight entrance underneath the skimpy micro-skirt and black thong. Your fingers dance over his skin, tracing gentle circles around his hole. He lets out a needy groan, thrusting his hips backward in response.

Unable to wait any longer, you lean in and kiss his ass cheek, feeling the warmth of his skin against your lips. Then, you flip his skirt up and gently nip at the string of his thong before pulling it aside, revealing his tight, pink hole. You breathe in sharply at the sight, feeling a surge of power course through you as you gaze upon his beautiful ass. Your tongue darts out, tracing circles around the puckered flesh, teasing and tormenting him.

“Oh fuck," Jake moans, arching his back into your touch.

With renewed eagerness, you begin to lick and suck on his hole, relishing the salty taste and the musky scent that fills your nose. Your hands grip his hips, guiding his movements as he begins to thrust his hips back towards you, meeting your tongue with each thrust. The sounds of his moans and gasps fill the air, drowning out any other noise.

Jake's body trembles beneath your lips, his muscles tensing and relaxing in time with your movements. His fingers clench into fists in the sheets, digging in as he struggles to maintain control. The way he arches his back as he pants and moans only serves to fuel your desire, making you want to please him even more.

“Fuck, baby,” he whines. “Eat my fucking pussy.”

You pull your head back before harshly spitting on his hole. “Yeah? You want me to eat you out like the pretty girl you are?”

You push your tongue deeper, not bothering to wait for his reply, feeling the hot, slick flesh of his entrance grip you tightly. You can feel the tremors running through his body as he fights for control, and it only makes you want to push him further, to make him lose himself in this moment.

Your hand moves down to cup his balls, giving them a squeeze as you begin to thrust your tongue in and out of his hole. His moans grow louder, more desperate, and you can feel the tension building within him. His muscles twitch beneath your lips as he clenches around your tongue, his hips bucking wildly. His ass feels impossibly tight, and you can't help but marvel at how perfectly he's made for this. You increase the pace, fucking him with your tongue.

The taste of him, the scent of him, it's all so intoxicating. You're lost in the sensation of having him pinned beneath you, his ass in your face. You feel so powerful, so in control, but at the same time, you're so acutely aware of how much he's in control of you.

You pull away from him, reluctantly removing your tongue from his ass, and watch as he gasps for air, his breath heavy as his chest heaves up and down. His eyes meet yours as he glances over his shoulder with heavy eyes, and he’s wearing a mix of desire and anticipation on his face. He blindly feels around for the strap, reaching over his shoulder to hand it to you after he locates it.

“Fuck me already, baby, please,” Jake whines, his voice raw with desire. “I need it so bad.”

"Jakey, are you sure this is okay?" you ask delicately, your voice barely above a whisper.

Jake nods, his eyes never leaving yours. "I need you inside me."

With a shaky breath, you lean back on the balls of your feet, guiding your legs off the bed and placing your feet on the floor. You stand and take a small step towards Jake, pressing a gentle kiss to his temple before stepping into the harness, getting used to the weight of the toy. You take your time adjusting it, making sure it fits snugly but comfortably, and then you turn back around to face Jake, taking in his beauty once more as he eagerly waits for you. A shiver of anticipation runs down your spine as you approach him.

You guide Jake’s body so his ass faces you as you stand at the edge of the bed, both of your feet still planted on the ground. You gently cup one of his hips with your hand, his skin warm and smooth beneath your fingers. You can't help but marvel at the trust he's placed in you, letting you take control like this. It makes your heart swell with love and desire.

"I'm gonna make you feel so good," you whisper, your voice hoarse with need. You dip your head down, allowing a strand of spit to fall from your lips onto his pretty pink hole.

You stand back up, your fingers guiding the strap toward Jake's entrance. The head of the toy nudges against his opening, and you feel a tremor run through his body at the thought of what’s to come. You push gently, slowly sliding the toy inside him, inch by slow, exquisite inch.

You pause, letting Jake adjust to the feeling of being filled, before beginning to push into him deeper, feeling the smooth surface of the toy slide past his inner walls. His breath hitches as his back arches, his hips moving back involuntarily, meeting yours.

"Oh fuck, you’re so big," he gasps, arching his back even further as you sink the toy to the hilt. "Please fuck me.”

You begin to thrust gently at his command, your hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm that matches the movement of Jake's body beneath yours.

"That's it, baby," you murmur, your voice raspy with desire. "You're such a beautiful girl." You pause for a moment, leaning forward to kiss Jake's shoulder. "You’re so nice and tight for me."

Jake lets out a shuddering breath, his body tensing as you begin to thrust harder. He whimpers, arching into you with every stroke. “Yeah? You gonna fill me up and make me cum?”

You push deeper, answering with a growl, "That's the plan, princess."

As you begin to thrust deeper, Jake's micro-skirt flutters and billows around his hips, moving with your thrusts. It's the most erotic sight you've ever seen, and it only serves to heighten the sensation between your legs. You can't help but pick up the pace, your hips moving faster, your breath coming in ragged gasps.

"Fuck, you’re so big," Jake moans, arching his back and dropping his head. "Tell me what a good girl I am." His words are punctuated by a high-pitched moan as you find his prostate, sending sparks of pleasure through his body.

You bite your lip as you whisper, "You're such a good girl for me.. taking me so well,” you reach forward and grab a fistful of his hair, pulling his body up so his back is flush with your chest.

You feel the muscles in his ass clench as you begin to thrust harder, faster. You groan into his ear, your hips moving with a force that you didn't know you possessed. His moans echo through the room, mingling with the sounds of skin slapping against skin filling the room.

Jake whines, arching his back further and attempting to steady himself as you pound into him. “Oh, baby, fuck my pussy,” he whimpers.

Your jaw hangs slack upon hearing his words, and it's all you can do not to cum just from that. The feel of his ass against your pelvis is overwhelming, and you can't help but moan into his neck as he cries out, the vibrations of his voice sending shockwaves through your body. His muscles tense and relax, his hips meeting yours with perfect rhythm.

"You look so pretty all filled up with my cock," you growl, losing yourself in the sight of his gorgeous body. Jake's movements become more urgent, his body arching further into yours. You fuck into him even harder, feeling the toy slide in and out of him with each powerful movement. “God, fucking take it, pretty girl," you groan, your hips moving in a furious rhythm.

Jake gasps, arching his back even further as his body trembles on the brink of release. "Oh fuck," he whispers, “I'm going to cum.”

Jake gasps, his head falling back against your shoulder as you continue to pound into him. His body convulses around the toy, his hole gripping it tightly as waves of pleasure wash over him. His breaths come in short, sharp bursts, and you can feel the tension building in his body, his muscles quivering with the effort of holding back his climax.

You lean in, your teeth grazing his earlobe as you whisper, "That's it, princess.. cum for me."

The warmth of your breath sends a shiver down his spine, and he obeys, his orgasm crashing over him like a tidal wave.With a cry that's almost a scream, Jake's body tenses, and he cums hard, his cock spilling white-hot pleasure all over his panties without even being touched. His inner walls spasm around the toy, milking your cock as his orgasm washes over him. You feel your own release building, your hips moving faster, your grip on his hair unyielding.

You slam into him one final time, your body tensing as you orgasm from the friction of the leather harness alone.

"Fuck," you moan, your hips still moving even as you come down from your high. "Oh, fuck, Jake." You slide your hands down his arms, sucking a dark red mark onto his neck. You rest your forehead against his shoulder as you attempt to ground yourself and steady your breathing.

Jake tilts his head back toward you, pursing his lips slightly to silently ask for a kiss. His chest rises and falls with each labored breath, his back still flush against your chest.You slide the toy out of him, your breath coming in ragged gasps as you both try to catch your breath.

Jake collapses forward onto the bed as you follow his lead. He reaches up to stroke your cheek, his fingers trembling slightly. "Baby, that was... you're incredible." His voice is barely above a whisper, but it echoes in your head like a thunderclap. He tilts his head further to look at you, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "I've wanted to do that for ages," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. “Thank you.”

You press your lips to his again, feeling the softness of his mouth against yours. His tongue dances against your lips before tangling with your tongue in a slow, sensual rhythm. You can taste the saltiness of the sweat from his skin on your tongue, and the sweetness of his breath mingling with your own. You feel so connected to him, so close in this moment.

As your lips part, you gaze into his eyes, searching for any hint of what he's feeling. He looks back at you with a mixture of wonder and contentment, and you can't help but smile. You run your fingers through his hair again, this time more gently, as if trying to memorize the feel of it against your skin.

You both lie there in silence for a moment, catching your breath, your bodies still intertwined. The room is quiet, save for the sound of your hearts beating in unison. You feel the warmth of his skin against your body. It's a comforting sensation, and you find yourself wanting to stay like this forever.

[conniesanchor]

i really loved the adhd!reader x conrad fic you wrote for me so thank you for that!

if it's alright do you think you could write drunk!reader confessing to best friend!conrad and he just laughs it off without taking it seriously, but when reader wakes up the next morning she remembers everything and she just has to tell him that she meant every word since she knew how things like that – drunken speech – ate away at him

thank you so much!!! here you go <3

for the rest of you, im very backed up on requests, and im just doing the ones that speak to me most. i promise i will get to all of them, though 💓

cw; underage drinking

it was a known fact amongst your group of friends that you were a lightweight. you could only get one or two drinks in, and then you were a goner. so, when conrad found you on the patio of the party that the two of you were at, he wasn't surprised. "hey, angel. what are you up to?" he asked, sitting next to you on the swing.

it took you a moment to realize that it was conrad who sat beside you, and your face lit up when you did. "just watching the stars, they're pretty, don't you think?" you questioned, taking your eyes off of the stars and laying them onto his, which were just as pretty.

the boy smiled, "yeah, they are," he sighed, "i think it's time we get going though, yeah?"

you knew he was right. there was only a little bit before you either fell asleep or threw up. you also knew that you wouldn't be sleeping at yours, if your parents found out that you were drinking, they would kill you. it was the same story every time you got drunk; conrad would drive to his, and you would sleep alone in his bed because he is nothing if not a gentleman. "yeah, okay." you agreed, taking his hand when he offered it to you.

his hand remained on your lower back, guiding you down each stair all the way to his car. he opened the passenger side door for you and helped buckle you in before getting in himself and starting the cat.

it wasn't a long car ride. so you weren't surprised when you didn't have much time to rest your eyes. you hadn't even realized that conrad had begun to make his way towards your door in order to help you out. it took him a lot of effort to get you into the bathroom, but he made it. "c'mon, angel. we gotta get all of your makeup off," he spoke softly, helping you onto the counter of the bathroom.

it wasn't until he looked you in the eye that you finally realized. although you were drunk, you knew it was true. "connie?" you said, but it was more of a question.

he picked up on the tone and stopped wiping the makeup wipe across your face, giving you all of his attention. "yeah? what do you need?"

you took a deep breath, working up to courage to say it. "i- um. i love you. like love love you. like im in love with you, and i know im drunk, but it really is true. i have loved you for longer than i can even remember, and i don't-" you cut yourself off when you realized the look he had on his face, "im sorry, connie i didn't mean to ruin anything."

he shook his head, "it's okay, angel. just gotta get you to bed."

and that's what he did. getting you covered up in his bed, as he took the couch. he laid a bottle of ibuprofen on his nightstand and a glass of water next to that.

•••

it wasn't unusual for you to sleep exceptionally well in conrads bed, so when he walked in and it was noon, he wasn't shocked to see you still asleep. he moved quietly over to the blinds to shut them and tiptoed over to his bed. he knelt next to you and stroked the side of your face, "y'gotta wake up, angel," he whispered.

you whimpered in response, turning away from him. "go away, connie." you grumbled.

he then moved to the other side of the bed in order to lie down next to you. "c'mon. i have muffins and coffee downstairs. you just have to get up."

you gave in, slowly sitting up with your hand pressed up against your forehead. then, when you saw his face, you remembered what you said last night. "conrad, about last night -"

he cut you off before you could finish, "no, it's okay. you were drunk. i know you didn't mean it." he mumbled, disappointed.

"no, connie. that's where you're wrong. i did mean it. all of it. i do love you, and i hope i didn't mess anything up by saying it."

he beamed with excitement. quickly, he leaned in and placed his lips onto yours. it was sloppy, and rushed, but it was just as meaningful.

i don't really like this but you guys have been asking for conrad content for a while so i leave you with this.

[hyunjilicious]

A/n: This was initially supposed to be the beginning of a longer fic but I ended up changing the plot a bit and this little thing doesn't fit in there anymore. So there's basically no plot here, just 3 bff's minding their own business when one of them decides to ask for a hickey :) you know, like all friends do.

Warnings: there's no smut, but I still wouldn't be comfortable with anyone underage reading it, so 18+ PLS. Also they're just friends but there's a hyunjin x reader x felix type of thing implied... idk... I love them both too much :/ (highly unedited, don't look at me, I just want it out of my drafts thank you) 1.4k

"Ok, I know this is gonna sound stupid, but bear with me for a second?" Hyunjin said, breaking the 10 minutes of silence that followed yours and Felix's relentless complaints about work and the last minute tasks you had been given. Once that topic had been exhausted, you each settled in a corner of your queen sized bed, entrapped by your phones. That was until Hyunjin spoke up.

"Yeah, what is it?" Felix answered but Hyunjin waited until he had your attention too before continuing.

"Can one of you give me a hickey?" 

Felix didn't even bother trying to answer, confusion just fell upon his features as he stared ahead, then at Hyunjin, who didn't even bat an eye, and then at you.

"Um?" you frowned, "Can you elaborate?"

"There are these girls at work that like me, I mean I think they do, and I've basically done everything to tell them I'm not interested but like… they don't get the hint, and they're very sweet, so I don't wanna be rude to them.. I figured this would be the best idea"

"You figured this would be the best idea?" Felix deadpanned.

"Yeah… they never walked up to me and told me they like me, so what kind of entitled asshole would I be if I just went to them and said 'Hey, I get that you're obsessed with me but I'm not interested'?"

Felix just blinked. "First of all, obsessed is a little bit too much, don't you think?"

"I agree. That's why I want a hickey"

"Just say you have a girlfriend"

"But I don't" Hyunjin shook his head, "That would be a lie. A hickey is just a hickey, and it'll make them assume I have someone"

"Or you could just talk to them" Felix tried again.

"Or you could just shut up and give me a hickey"

"I've never given anyone a hickey, I'm not doing it"

"I can do it" you offered, much to Felix's disappointment. It seemed that for whatever reason he assumed you'd be the rational one, but if anything, you understood very well what it was like to want to avoid difficult conversations.

"Thank you!" Hyunjin exclaimed.

"Come here"

"What? Now!?"

"What? Do you need to get ready? Need a moment of silence?"

"Um, no?" Hyunjin shily mumbled as Felix laughed in the background, "I just didn't expect you to do it now"

"We can do it later"

"No, no, no. Now is good"

"Ok, lay down" you instructed and shuffled closer to him. 

"Oh my god" Hyunjin chuckled as he let his weight fall back onto his shoulders while you straddled his hips. He watched you tuck your hair behind your ears and lick your lips, which made nervous giggles break past his lips as he threw his head back. "This feels so professional"

"Yes, y/n, the hickey master" you mocked and grabbed his hands, one forceful pull later and he was down flat on his back against the mattress. "Tell me if it hurts"

"I've gotten hickeys in the past, it wasn't that bad"

"Yeah because you were turned on and it was sexy. Now that's not the case"

"Hey, you're sexy" he grinned which made you slap his face away so you wouldn't have to see his eyes anymore.

"Oh god, I need to see this" Felix giggled and crawled closer, settling right next to you and directly above Hyunjin.

"You're breathing right into my face"

Felix wasn't having it, so he just smiled down at his friend. "You like it"

"Idiot"

With your lips inches away from Hyunjin's exposed neck, you found yourself struggling to find a starting point. Something felt off, a bit unnatural, and it made your ears tingle. "Ok, this is weird, but I don't know how to give hickeys without kissing too, so-"

"Kiss me, I don't mind"

"You're willing to make this sacrifice, huh?" Felix teased.

"Ok, but tell me if this starts to feel awkward, ok?"

"Y/n, you're both basically on top of me, one about to bite me and the other one looking at me like I'm a science experiment, awkward doesn't even begin to explain it"

"I'm sorry" you laughed, and despite the hurricane of thoughts that rushed through your brain at that exact moment, you shook your head one last time and finally closed the distance between the two of you.

Doing this robotically and by the book was never going to cut it, no matter how much experience you had and how many techniques you knew. So putting your faith into Hyunjin to tell you in case you went too far, you decided to do this right.

With your back arched and your body fully pressed against his, you snaked one hand up into hair, curling your fingers up around his roots as your lips started working on his still intact skin.

The kisses that initially started off as gentle and soft, turned fervid in a matter of seconds, your lips mercilessly sucking his perfect skin, morphing his light complexion into a perverse shade of red. 

Unconsciously, as you worked on the hickey on his neck, the hand that had been previously lightly tugging at his roots traveled down, gripping his chin and caressing its way down to his shoulders. 

Completely lost in the taste and feel of your best friend's skin, you failed to register the unnatural feeling of his hands on your thighs. You knew they were there, you felt their warmth down to your bones, but it never occurred to you that that had never happened before. So you let yourself get driven by his touch and refused to show any signs of slowing down as his curious hands made their way to your hips and then to your ass.

Fully engrossed by everything that was going on at once, you failed to notice the way Hyunjin was panting beneath you - his chest heaving up and down as his shaky, hot breath ran against your ear.

Once you figured you had him warmed up enough, you gave his neck the last bit of preparation which came in the shape of you licking up his jugular before you returned to your initial spot and sunk your teeth into his skin with no warning.

"Holy f-" he grunted, more than surely involuntarily bucking his hips up into you as his fingers dug into your hips. 

But it didn't deter you, you kept going - sucking, biting and licking all the right spots, keeping a steady pace until you felt satisfied with your work.

"Ok-" you said a bit out of breath before returning to pepper his traumatized skin with feather light kisses, "I think this should do it"

When you pushed yourself up to admire your work, Hyunjin hurried to hide his face behind his hands. "Oh my god"

"Was it good?" you grinned, placing your hands on his waist, ready to tickle a compliment out of him in case you needed to.

"I need a minute," he panted.

Deciding to give him the space he said he needed, your eyes moved to Felix. Despite not uttering one word, his face said a lot, his red cheeks, wide eyes and shy smile were enough to get the message across. 

Instantly, you opened your arms calling for a hug, but he just mirrored you and welcomed you when you finally crawled over to him. He gathered you close against his chest and pulled you down, the two of you now tightly wrapped together next to a still speechless Hyunjin.

"Was that awkward for you?" you whispered, hiding your face in the crook of his neck from the sudden wave of embarrassment that washed over you. 

"No, don't worry, it wasn't awkward-" he assured you with a kiss on the top of your head. "It was a… good tutorial"

"I still find it shocking that you've never given a hickey before" 

"I think the reason for that is because I always hated receiving them," Felix confessed, which prompted Hyunjin to come back from the dead, one long pointer finger up in the air.

"That's because you've never gotten one from her" 

"Ok" Felix laughed, "Can we stop with the hickeys? I feel like I'm high-school all over again. Adults don't have hickeys"

"No," you corrected, "Adults don't have hickeys in places others can see. Except that one" you pointed to Hyunjin. 

"You're just jealous"

"Of what? The hickey I gave you?"

"I don't know" Hyunjin gave up with a sigh and lazily rolled off the bed, "I'm gonna have a shower"

"Have fun!" you both laughed and then settled back into a tighter cuddle once the room fell into silence again.

What is this abrupt ending? Idk either, I'm sorry 😖

[hugmekenobi]

The Bad Batch (3)

Chapter Three: Replacements

GIF by @kamino-coruscant

Hunter x femaleJedi!reader

Series Summary: You joined the Batch 8 months ago and everything was going well. But then, Order 66 happened and the galaxy around you changed. Now, not only do you need to be careful given your new 'social status', but you also need to navigate your feelings towards a certain Sergeant.

Chapter Summary: You and Hunter finally talk things over but amidst all that, the ship crashes and you need to find your way off a desolate moon.

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Genre: Friends (idiots) to Lovers

Chapter Warnings: Use of (Y/N) (but I've limited it as much as I could), swearing, the Force works how I say it does, mild innuendo, brief injury mention, light angst, Hunter defence (a theme that will run throughout now).

Word Count (Ch 3): 7.6K

Rating: 18+

Author's notes: Okay so things are finally being talked out lol but despite the honesty mention, both of them continue to lie about their feelings but I allow that because they're both doing it and they're dumb haha. Also I'm sorry for not including Crosshair's section of the episode. It was a tough decision not to but I think with what my focus for this chapter was, it had to be done. Also a big thank you for the support this story as received to far! It means a lot!

You sat down on the bunk you had once shared with Hunter; you weren’t really sure if that would still stand anymore, you didn’t really expect it to and finished tying off the bandage around your arm. You also quickly applied a light touch of bacta on your cheek and your eyes followed Hunter as he walked over to where Omega was sitting restlessly on the floor, examining a datapad as she leaned against Gonky who was also on his side.

Hunter walked up to Omega with the ration box. “Well, that doesn’t look comfortable, for either of you.”

“We’re fine.” Omega said lightly.

“Here. Chow time.” Hunter said, handing Omega a ration bar as she stood up.

“Ah! Finally!”

Hunter looked up to see Wrecker jumping down the stairs that led to the gun turret. He handed his eager brother a bar only to see him consume it at record pace.

“Hit me again.” Wrecker demanded keenly.

“Well, that’s all for now.” Hunter said, closing the box. “Rations are low.”

Wrecker groaned.

Omega looked down at her portion then back to Wrecker. “You can have mine.” She offered.

Before he reached out to grab it, Hunter pushed Wrecker back a few steps. “Hey, Omega doesn’t even have a place to sleep. You wanna take her food too?”

Wrecker glanced past Hunter. Now he felt bad. “Oh. Uh… no, no thanks. You keep it.”

“Okay.” Omega said casually before sitting back down against the droid.

Wrecker let out another groan. “I guess I’m not used to having a kid around here.”

“Well, none of us are, but she’s not complaining.” Hunter pointed out.

--

You let out a soft sigh as you witnessed the scene just past you before turning away to start packing up the medical kit. You made sure to put everything back where it was, or you knew you’d never hear the end of it from Tech. You’d made the mistake once of just chucking things in in any old order which had not gone down well with the clone, and you’d spent the next 20 minutes getting lectured on the importance of the organisation of the medical supplies.

“The bandages go in the top right compartment.”

You looked up quickly to see Hunter standing opposite you. “Oh, um thanks.” You replied, knowing you were not successful in hiding your surprised tone.

“You didn’t get your portion.” Hunter said, holding the box out to you.

“Thank you.” You replied, taking the ration bar out and nibbling the top of it before putting your attention back on the med kit. You figured that’s all he’d come up to you for and you didn’t want to make him stay any longer than he wanted to.

He knew you well enough to tell that your demeanour right now was for his own benefit and was based off his own action towards you. Come on Hunter, time to settle this, he thought to himself. “That, uh, happen leaving the lot?” Hunter asked, hoping he didn’t sound as awkward as he felt.

You looked back at him. “Yeah, but it barely touched me, and I heal fairly quickly. You know, Jedi and all that.” You cursed yourself internally for bringing up the one topic that held a high degree of sensitivity right now.

“Hmm that’s pretty handy.” Hunter said, giving you a small smile.

You let out a quiet laugh. “Yeah, it is.” After a few moments of silence, you spoke again. “Well, I uh, better put this back in its proper place or who knows what Tech’ll do to me.” You kidded half-heartedly before you sealed the med kit box and stood up, putting your top layer back on as you did so.

“Hey.” Hunter said softly, grabbing your free hand as you moved to pass him.

You glanced down at his hand then looked back at him. “Everything okay?”

“Can we talk?”

You wanted cry out with relief as he said those words but restrained yourself to a simple nod of your head.

Hunter led you towards the cockpit. “Tech, can you give us the space?”

“I’m working on this scanner.” Tech protested.

“You can work on it back there.” Echo said, standing up and dragging Tech out of his seat, giving you a small smile as he did so.

“Hey, Tech, put this back for me, would you please?” You asked, holding the med kit out to him.

Tech nodded and reached out to grab it. “Is everything-”

“Yes, everything is back in place.” You said, exasperated, but shooting him a smile, nonetheless.

“Okay, I only say that because last time-”

“Out!” Echo said, directing Tech away from you and back down the body of the ship.

--

Hunter let go of your hand- he hadn’t even realised he’d kept a hold of it- and went to sit in the pilot’s chair.

You squeezed your hand into a tight fist before relaxing it again as you did your best to ignore the usual feeling of emptiness that filled your hand whenever he let it go. You sat down in the co-pilot’s seat, turning it to face him. “This isn’t about Tech getting the ship impounded right cause-”

“No, it’s not.”

“Okay, good.” That was not the issue you were too worried about fixing. You waited patiently for him to talk first.

“I just… I need you to explain again. I shouldn’t have acted the way I did but-”

“No, you were perfectly entitled to do that. I know I messed up.” You said quietly.

Hunter took a breath before speaking again. “So, why did you hide this?”

You heaved a sigh and ran a hand through your hair. “In the beginning, I was being nothing but selfish. I wish I had a real reason, but I don’t. I’d spent years supressing that part of myself after I left. I didn’t get involved with anything that might threaten that until you all showed up. I lost myself for a while and forgot what I’d been taught. I don’t know what was different about you guys, but something told me I had to help you. I thought it would be a one-time thing but then you offered me a place here and I found myself saying yes and it’s like I said, as time went on, I grew to care for yo- all of you, you know you guys were the closest thing to friends I’d had for a while.” You caught yourself quickly.

Hunter pushed away the upset he felt as he heard that word.

“And I thought by telling you what I really was, things would change, or you’d send me back but, as with any secret, the longer it went the more uncomfortable I felt and the harder it got to keep, and I knew it wasn’t fair to keep lying. Especially to you.” You added quietly, looking down at your hands in your lap. “If you can, and I understand if you can’t, believe it when I say that I really did plan to tell you after Kaller but with Order 66 and Crosshair and Tarkin, I couldn’t. I don’t want to ask this of you but please trust me on this. All the odd behaviour, the deflections and the whole not telling you was purely because I wanted to protect you but I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have lied at all. I’m just- I’m just really sorry.” You finished and looked back at him.

“It just felt like you didn’t trust me or the rest of us. We don’t hide things from each other, not when they’re that important.”

“I know.” You said sorrowfully. “I regret it and I’ll keep regretting it for the rest of my life.”

“Do you regret it because you got caught out?”

“No!” You replied, horrified that that was something he was thinking but then again you could see how it may look that way. “I regret it because I hurt you and the others. I hurt my team and I hurt my friends. Hell, I hurt my family. I’ll never forgive myself for that.”

Hunter sighed. He knew you felt awful about this and that you wouldn’t do something like this again. He didn’t like this anymore than you did and if the others could forgive you, then he could too. “You’ve not lied about anything else?”

You shook your head. “No. If you have any other questions, I’d be happy to answer them too. I’m done hiding from my past.”

“Then we’re good.”

“Really?”

“Really.” Hunter replied.

You couldn’t stop yourself; you lunged forward and hugged him. “Thank you.” You whispered.

Hunter was glad your head was over his shoulder because that meant you wouldn’t be able to see the combination of happiness and shock on his face at your actions. He returned your embrace, breaking it very reluctantly after a few moments. “I do have some questions though.”

You removed yourself from him, you couldn’t believe you’d just done that, and went back to your seat. “Go ahead.”

“Is it because you were a Jedi that you’ve always refused to use a blaster?” He wanted to give you a more light-hearted question since the one he really wanted to ask might be a bit much to launch into straight away.

You snorted. “Yeah. They’re just not very elegant. I did try them out for a while but at the end of the day, I prefer the feeling of a sword in my hand. Anything else?”

Alright, moment of truth. “Yeah, but this one you don’t have to answer if you don’t want to.”

“No, I meant what I said. I’ll answer whatever you want to ask.”

“Okay.” Hunter waited a moment before speaking again, he knew this would be a hard question for you to answer. “Why did you leave?”

You huffed out a sigh. Oh boy. “That’s a longer story.”

--

Meanwhile, further down the ship, Echo, Wrecker and Omega watched the interaction with relief.

“Do we think that’s them told each other now?” Wrecker asked.

“No, we’re not that lucky.” Echo replied. “I reckon they’ve just fixed the whole Jedi issue.”

“Told each other what?” Omega asked, looking away from the two of you to focus on Echo.

“They share a mutual attraction that neither party want to acknowledge or divulge to the other.” Tech answered, his attention never leaving his scanner.

“Huh?” Omega asked.

“Basically, they both have feelings of the romantic type for one another and despite our best efforts, they still deny it to us, and they won’t tell each other.” Echo explained.

“No matter how hard we try to get them to admit it.” Wrecker grumbled.

“Oohh.” Omega replied, turning back to look at you both. “We should do something.”

“Believe me kid, we’ve thought of everything. It’s gotta come from them at this point.” Echo said with a sigh. He just hoped it would be sooner rather than later.

--

“So yeah, that’s why I left. I couldn’t forget the way they’d treated her which led to a crisis of faith, so I left my lightsaber in my room and left the temple in the dead of night. I had thought about seeking her out, but she had her new path to follow and now I had mine, so I took the first shuttle off world. That began my life of planet hopping. I didn’t really fit in there to begin with to be honest. Too emotional with a tendency to talk back and sway from standard rules if you can believe it.” You said, shooting him a playful smile.

“Oh, I can.” Hunter agreed with a quiet chuckle. “That also explains why you disliked Tarkin so much.”

“Yeah.” You agreed with a laugh of your own. “I was really surprised that he didn’t recognise me.” You looked out into the blue hyperspace swirls.

“Well, I’m very grateful he didn’t.” Hunter said quietly.

You turned to face Hunter with a smile. “Me too.”

Hunter cleared his throat. “So… uh on Kaller. There was something else I wanted to mention. You and the padawan looked like-”

“We were having a conversation?” You completed for him.

“Yeah.”

“Well, that’s cause I kinda was.”

“But I didn’t hear anything?”

“It’s hard to explain but I basically reached into his Force Signature which allowed me to communicate with him without talking out loud and he was able to do the same to me. With Jedi, it’s pretty simple since everyone’s signature is pretty strong but emotional connection can make it even easier. It can be done with normal civilians too, like with Gerrera, though obviously it’s one-sided and it’s harder, emotional connection really helps out there.”

Hunter paused before he spoke again. “So, you and Saw Gerrera… emotionally connected at some point in your past?” He asked, hoping you couldn’t pick up on the hint of jealously he was feeling at that prospect.

“What? Gosh no!” You replied quickly, you would not let yourself analyse the slight change in his tone and what that could possibly mean. You wouldn’t ruin this rather important conversation with all that nonsense. “That was basically just luck. I wasn’t even sure it would work, let alone work that quickly. I helped him out when I was still with the Order, but no emotional connecting was done. Under normal circumstances, it would’ve taken me a lot longer to do that.” You hesitated for a moment before speaking again. “Can I show you how emotional connection actually helps?” You asked, moving to sit on your knees in front of him.

“What do you mean?” Hunter asked, refusing to let his mind wander to what else your current position meant to him.

You took his hands in yours. “Just quiet your mind as much as you can for me, please?” You also made sure to take that advice for yourself, the suggestions of your present position were not lost on you but thinking about that would be very counter-productive right now.

After a brief moment to steady your thoughts, you closed your eyes and reached out.

What met you didn’t really surprise you. Hunter’s Force Signature was a lot like him, a little rough along the edges but warm at the same time.

When you sensed that you had achieved a successful connection, you opened your eyes and looked at him as you spoke to him without uttering a single word. Hi there, Sergeant. You giggled as his eyes widened. I know, it’s a bit weird, especially since you can’t do the same thing back so this’ll be the only time, I’ll do it but yeah, apart from Gererra being the exception, if I wanted to do this with anyone else, it would take a long time.

“What about the others?” Hunter asked, his gaze focused intensely on you.

I could probably do it, but I know it’s a faster process with you.

“How?”

You did not want to properly get into that, you still didn’t think your feelings were reciprocated so you did the next best thing. You instead played back the first conversation you had with him back on Devaron. You’re the one I connected to first, it’s just natural it would be this way. You provided as an explanation rather than admit anything else.

Hunter couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed by it all, it wasn’t a bad feeling necessarily, but it only served to strengthen the feelings he had for you. All this proved was that you really were incredible, and he couldn’t imagine a time when you weren’t a part of his life but then he remembered what you said. You were his friend, nothing more, no matter how much he wished for that.

You felt his distress and assumed his enhanced senses weren’t too fond of what you were doing so you withdrew. “Sorry. I should’ve thought about your particular gift before doing that.” You said aloud.

“No, it’s not that.” Hunter said. “You can do that whenever; it doesn’t bother me.”

“What is it then?” You said softly, looking at him.

“It’s just… nothing, forget about it.” Hunter said, looking away from you. He couldn’t do this now, not like this.

“Hunter.” You murmured, placing a hand on his cheek so he had to face you. You lightly traced the outline of his tattoo with your fingertips.

Hunter closed his eyes and his breath shuddered slightly at the feeling of your hand on his face. To anyone else, this action would register as nothing more than a feather-light touch but to him it felt like so much more. He opened his eyes again to look at you. “You’re just pretty amazing.” Hunter breathed out, finding himself leaning down towards you.

You met his gaze, and you felt yourself moving up to meet him halfway.

Just as your lips were about to meet, the lights flickered and cut out, providing the most annoying but probably necessary interruption the two of you needed. You coughed and shuffled back on your knees awkwardly. You put that particular moment down to the whole speaking into his head thing. Anyone wouldn’t really think straight after that.

Hunter stifled his frustrated sigh and stood up out of the pilot’s seat, noticing the way everyone in the back of the ship had quickly turned their heads away and were now staring at random parts of the ship. Well, I should’ve known that would be the case, he thought to himself before addressing Echo. “Echo, the lights cut out again. I thought you fixed it.” He offered his hand to you to get you up and was pleased to see that despite what just happened you still took it.

“Yeah, add it to the list.” Echo replied grumpily, moving back to the cockpit with Tech, munching on his ration bar.

You and Hunter both moved out the way of Echo and Tech so they could sit back down.

“The ship got hit hard when we fled Saleucami. Several systems have been glitching ever since.” Echo explained. “Repairs would go faster if I had some help.” He said pointedly, shooting Tech a look.

“As soon as I finish building this scanner.” Tech said, soldering some parts of the device. “Testing the functionality of out inhibitor chips takes precedence.”

“But I thought you said they were defective?” You asked.

“A theory this test will be able to prove.” Tech said confidently.

“Huh, okay.” You said simply with a shrug of your shoulders, and you turned around to follow Hunter back down the ship.

“Besides, the ship-wide diagnostic report indicated no critical systems were compromised.” Tech informed.

Just as he said that the ship jolted violently and came crashing out of hyperspace.

The alarm started ringing and the red lights began to flash.

You lost your balance, and you suddenly felt the tight press of a body against yours.

In the slight commotion, it would seem that you had fallen into the wall, your back pressed against it while Hunter had ended up with his body pushed up against yours, his hands on either side of your head, his eyes looking directly into yours.

You blinked a few times to fully process what just happened and bring yourself back to the present moment of the ship hurtling towards a moon.

Hunter rather awkwardly pushed himself off the wall and away from you, trying and failing to forget the feeling of your body against his in that manner. He’d only ever felt it like that when the two of you had been asleep together but in the more recent times, those occasions had grown rarer, and they seemed a lot more innocent than whatever just happened there, even if it was purely accidental.

He quickly walked into the cockpit, and he heard you close behind him. “Getting thrown out of hyperspace. I’d say that’s pretty critical, Tech.”

“It’s not affecting life support.” Tech replied calmly, fiddling with some controls. “We’re fine.”

“Are you kidding me?” Hunter replied, exasperated.

“I don’t think life support will matter too much if we crash and burn.” You added, adjusting your footing slightly as another rumble ran through the ship.

“The power capacitor’s blown. We need to land immediately.” Echo said.

Omega was still back in the main body of the ship with Wrecker, trying to maintain her balance.

“Get ready for your first crash landing.” Wrecker said, lifting one of the over-the-shoulder restraints.

“Crash?” Omega said anxiously.

“Omega, strap in.” Hunter said, darting back down towards the young girl. “You too.” He directed, looking back towards you.

“Are you?” You asked, crossing your arms, and looking at him questioningly.

“No but that’s not the point. You-”

“No, I’m fine thanks. I’ll sit right here.” You sat in one the normal passenger seats, bracing your back against it to keep steady.

Hunter sighed and sat in the chair across from yours.

Omega quickly sat in on of the seats with the over- the- shoulder restraints and Wrecker lowered one down for her before going into one himself although the restraint proved to be a bit small for his larger frame.

“I can’t see anything.” Echo groaned, straining his eyes to try and see through the fog that filled the moon’s atmosphere.

“Hold on!” Hunter called back towards Omega and Wrecker.

Omega grunted with the impact on her shoulders as the ship continued to be unsteady. She lifted her feet when Gonky slid down the hallway.

Wrecker wasn’t having the best time of it either. A particularly strong heave of the ship had the side of his head being smacked off the one of the metal hand bars of the restraints.

The alarm blaring grew louder and more insistent, but you saw the fog had cleared which allowed Tech to level out the ship as best he could before it crashed to the ground. You held on to the sides of your seat to stop yourself from falling out of it as your body lurched with the impact.

Once the ship had come to a complete stop, you stood up and helped the Gonk droid to his feet. You looked over at Hunter when he stood up. “You good?”

Hunter nodded before addressing the back of the ship. “Everybody alright?”

You glanced down to where Omega and Wrecker were. She seemed a little bit dazed but otherwise okay. Wrecker was the one who looked the most affected out of all of you. He was taking breaths in short, sharp pants. You only hoped you had the parts needed to fix the ship and get off this place.

--

“The storm’s getting worse. It’s knocking out our comms.” You said irritably as you stared at the controls.

“I suspect one of our capacitors sustained damage during our firefight with the regs. We won’t be able to take off without replacing it. Inventory analysis indicates we have one spare onboard.” Tech explained to the group, looking up from his datapad.

“Is it in here?” Omega asked, grunting as she dragged a box out and placed it on the ground.

A hush descended in the ship as you turned your seat to see what Omega was talking about and why everyone had gone so quiet. Oh, that was why, you thought gloomily.

“What?” Omega asked, wondering why everyone was suddenly staring at her.

“That’s Crosshair’s weapon kit.” Hunter said, the guilt and painful reminder of all that went down on Kamino coming back to haunt him.

Wrecker groaned. “Fine. I’ll say it. I kinda miss him.”

“He shot you, remember?” Echo reminded him.

“Ha! I sure do. That hurt!” Wrecker said with a laugh.

“It’s worth noting that the possibility that Crosshair’s actions were influenced by the inhibitor chip.” Tech said to Hunter.

“It can do that?” You asked, getting out of your seat, directing your question towards Omega.

“That’s what it was designed to do.” Omega confirmed.

“So, it wasn’t Crosshair’s fault?” Wrecker asked.

“Well-” Tech began.

“Look, debating this won’t fix the ship.” Hunter interrupted. He almost didn’t want to know the answer. The slightest chance that Crosshair had done what he did willingly was the only thing keeping his inner turmoil at bay and now there was a chance he wasn’t in complete control of himself? And they’d left him behind? That was something he wouldn’t be able to get past easily. “Right now, we need to find that capacitor and get off this rock.” He said before walking away.

You followed him to the cockpit. “It’s not your fault you know.”

“I’d love to hear how it isn’t.” He replied dejectedly, hanging his head as he held on to the back of the pilot’s chair.

You sighed deeply. “You made a judgement call. Even if he wasn’t of sound mind, we were still under fire.”

“Exactly, there’s now a chance he didn’t really know what he was doing, and I left him behind. I can’t-”

“Even if he wasn’t himself, we were taking fire, Hunter. And it wasn’t just from Crosshair. We would’ve died if we didn’t get out when we did. If Crosshair isn’t in control of his own mind, then we’ll get him back. I know you; when the moment is right, you won’t leave him behind.” You said, laying a hand on his shoulder, turning him to face you but he still refused to look at you. “Hey, look at me.” You put your hand on his cheek, angling his face towards you. “You’re a good sergeant. Those guys back there would follow you through anything, as would I.”

Hunter gave a half-hearted smile. He only hoped your image was him proved to be accurate because despite your words, that element of doubt still resided within him. “Thanks. Go help Echo and Tech with the repairs, would you?”

“Yeah, no problem.” You complied. You caressed your thumb across his cheekbone. “I mean it you, know. Until you want rid of me, I’m not going anywhere.” You said, removing your hand and you walked away from him, grabbing an oxygen mask as you went to join Tech and Echo outside.

May that day never come. Hunter thought as he watched you go, the feeling of your hand remaining on his cheek.

--

Tech lifted the panel and took out the damaged capacitor.

“Careful. Those capacitors hold a massive charge.” Echo warned as he stood on Tech’s right, holding his flashlight up to help Tech see what he was doing.

You joined on Tech’s left-hand side, shining your light too.

“I am well aware.” Tech responded, placing the new one in. “I just need to secure it.”

You turned your head slightly as you heard the sound of faint snarling and you felt goosebumps on your skin. “What was that?”

“I’m a little busy as the moment.” Tech replied.

You walked a few paces away from the others, shining your light ahead of you.

“Get back here.” Echo called after you.

You waved your hand behind you. “Shush. Keep your light with Tech.” You hissed back.

As you walked, you shone your torch to your left as you heard some rustling, but you couldn’t see anything. You kept walking forward, taking slow, quiet steps, fanning your flashlight right and left but you were coming up empty.

Pausing, you closed your eyes and reach out into the Force, trying to feel for any unusual or threatening signatures but you couldn’t sense anything. You let out a frustrated sigh and turned your light towards the ship and then something caught your eye. “Echo, Tech, look at this.” You called back to them.

Tech just finished securing the capacitor and he joined Echo to make their way towards you.

You shone your light back on the fresh, long, and jagged claw marks that now decorated the ship.

“Ah. Well, those weren’t there when we landed.” Tech observed.

No wonder you hadn’t sensed anything strongly. You’d never quite managed the whole force connecting to animals thing, it had been one of the things you’d still been practicing before you’d left but after you had gone, you’d ceased all training of that manner. You berated yourself for that now. You were so preoccupied with your own thoughts; you hadn’t noticed that Tech and Echo had made their way back to the ship entrance.

“You coming back in?” Echo asked, looking back at you.

“Give me a minute.”

Echo looked at Tech, who simply shrugged, and they both made their way back onto the ship.

You took a deep breath. “Come on, you can do this.” You whispered you yourself as you closed your eyes, and reached out again, really focusing in on the nature around you.

--

“The capacitor’s in place, but other systems are now failing.” Tech said, taking off his mask as he walked towards Hunter.

Echo removed his own mask before speaking to Hunter. “Something’s causing damage to the exterior hull.”

“You wanna narrow that down?” Hunter asked. “And where’s (Y/N)?”

“The capacitor is gone!” You shouted, quickly removing your own mask as you ran on board. You hadn’t seen it happen, but you had gotten a read on a signature that had gone very close to the panel where the capacitor was.

“I just placed it myself. It can’t be-” Tech stopped as the entire ship just powered down.

Each of your heads followed the faint sound of banging that moved across the top of the ship. “I told you.” You whispered. “Something’s taken it.”

Omega looked out the ship window to suddenly see an animal with luminous green charges flowing through its body, dart across it. “Look!”

“What is it?” You asked as you all ran towards the cockpit.

“Some kind of creature, about this big.” Omega said quickly, holding her arms wide apart. “With a long tail. It ran off with the part.”

Echo stepped forward and reactivated the control to get a view of the ship. “They’re right. The capacitor’s gone. And that was our last one.”

“Did you see this creature take it?” Wrecker asked, turning to look at you.

“No but I had a feeling.” You replied.

“A feeling?” Wrecker repeated, staring at you.

“A Jedi feeling, Wrecker. I didn’t know what though. I didn’t get very far with connecting to animals and it really doesn’t help when I have no idea what I should be connecting to.”

“The creature is most likely an Ordo Moon Dragon.” Tech informed. “A species that feeds off raw energy. It was probably drawn to the capacitor’s electric charge.”

“Well, that would’ve been good to know beforehand, Tech.” You said with a sigh before you noticed that Wrecker had walked away from you all, groaning slightly as he held the side of his head. You guessed it was an injury from the rather rough landing.

“You two get those other systems online.” Hunter ordered Tech and Echo. “Wrecker, stay here. We will go after the dragon and get our part back.” Hunter said nodding to you.

“I’m fine. I-” Wrecker protested before breaking off with a moan.

“You’re staying.” Hunter reiterated.

“I’ll go with you both.” Omega said eagerly, jumping off her seat.

“No, that thing could be dangerous.” Hunter said, double checking his vibroblade before putting it back in its cover.

“I’m a part of this squad now too, right?” Omega asked.

Hunter glanced up at you.

You finished putting your weapons on and nodded at him. We can watch her. It’ll be fine. Plus, she’s right and she’ll need to learn how to handle herself at some point. I know I’d rather it be at a time where we can comfortably watch her.

Hunter turned back to face the young girl. “Alright, kid. Just stay close.”

Omega put her oxygen mask on and dashed for the door.

You hummed out a laugh as you watched her enthusiastically run to the door then you saw how the others were looking at each other- their faces filled with a combination of scepticism and bewilderment. You smirked at Hunter and nudged his shoulder. “Come on, it’ll be fun. Of all the missions we’ve had, this one is one of the easier ones.” You both put on your masks and followed her out.

--

The three of you moved speedily along the moon’s rocky terrain. The wind howled softly, and you felt the breeze through your hair. You were taking up the rear, with Omega in the middle and Hunter in front.

Hunter paused and knelt down to the ground.

You and Omega came on either side of him and watched as he ran his fingers through some of the dirt and studied it as it trickled through his fingers.

“What are you doing?” Omega asked in a hushed tone.

“Tracking.” Hunter replied, standing upright.

“Can’t you track the creature? You know, with your Jedi powers?” Omega asked, angling her head past Hunter’s legs to look at you.

“I could if I knew how to properly. Fact is, I don’t and even if I did, it would probably take a lot longer than this. A strong bond is required to connect with an animal, and I have no ground to even begin to establish one with this thing.” You answered, standing up and brushing some of the dust off your trouser legs.

You left out the fact that you quite enjoyed watching Hunter track, it sent a warm tingle down your spine every time, the only exception to that had been Kaller due to the rather serious extenuating circumstances.

“Let’s keep going.” Hunter said.

The three of you moved on, your movements more cautious now as you reached a section with more rocks, providing more cover for anything that might want to jump out at you.

“Could I learn to track like you?” Omega whispered.

“Well, it’s an enhanced skill.” Hunter replied. “Wrecker and Tech, we each have one.”

“And Crosshair.” Omega added.

You looked over her head to gauge Hunter’s reaction but the most he gave was a quick glance back at the young girl. You couldn’t get a read, the only way you could would be to dip into his signature but this task was more important right now.

“You shouldn’t be angry at him. He can’t help it.” Omega continued.

Hunter stopped and sighed. “I’m angry at myself. We don’t leave our own behind.”

Your heart went out to him. You knew that no matter how this situation turned out, that regret would always stick with him.

“Then we’ll find a way to get him back…somehow.” Omega said, coming up on Hunter’s right.

“That’s what I said.” You stated, coming to squeeze his left hand reassuringly. “See, it’s not just me that knows it.”

Hunter nodded at you before moving ahead once more.

You lightly nudged Omega in front of you again and fell in line behind her.

--

The three of you slowly began an uphill climb and crouched behind a rock. A few metres in front of you with its lights blinking, lay the power capacitor.

“See it?” Hunter asked, shining his torch light on it.

“Yeah.” You replied quietly.

“Wait here.” Hunter ordered, sensing that Omega had stood up. “Both of you.”

“You gotta be kidding me.” You objected.

Hunter just tilted his head towards Omega. He needed you to stay for her.

You got the message and let out a frustrated sigh. “Just be careful.”

Hunter gave you a nod and moved out from behind the rock to head towards the capacitor.

You moved closer to Omega and you both watched him closely as he went. You closed your eyes and reached out into the Force around you, looking to see if that familiar signature you’d felt by the panel on the ship was anywhere near you both or Hunter.

Then you felt it, it was right by the rock that was behind the capacitor. You snapped your eyes open and went to warn Hunter, but you were a second too late. The creature had jumped out and attacked him.

You and Omega dashed out and ran towards it, but it had grabbed the part and ran off.

“It’s getting away!” Omega shouted.

That wasn’t your concern right now. You turned away from the direction the creature had headed off in to see Hunter gasping, clutching at his throat.

Panic swept through you. “Hunter, your mask!” You grabbed him as he collapsed to the ground.

You scanned the area around you quickly to find his mask. You spotted it and called on the Force to send it to you. As soon as it landed in your hand, you reattached it. “Hunter, wake up! Wake up!” You said desperately but to no avail.

You checked for a pulse and hung your head in relief when you found one, but he would be out for a while and medical help would not go amiss plus you still needed to get the capacitor back. You spoke into your comm. “Echo, Wrecker, Tech, come in! We need help!” You got no response back.

You heard a snarl and looked up to see the dragon disappear with the capacitor down into a tunnel. You were torn, you couldn’t leave Hunter and Omega couldn’t be left on her own, but you needed that back.

“I’ll go.” Omega said bravely.

“No, Omega. Not by yourself. You could get hurt.” You said, taking your eyes off Hunter to look at her.

“We can’t leave Hunter alone here either. You can stay with him. I’ll be careful. If I’m going to be on this squad, I need to learn how to handle myself.” Omega replied.

You went to disagree with her but hesitated. You couldn’t bring yourself to leave him and if Omega felt like she could, then maybe it could work. “You sure about this?”

Omega nodded firmly.

You sighed. “Okay, take his blaster, torch, and his comm. If at any point, you’re unsure of what to do or there’s a sign of trouble, you tell me. Understand?” You said seriously.

“I understand.” Omega answered, picking up Hunter’s flashlight, blaster, and comm. “Okay, Omega. You can do this.” She said to herself, taking a calming breath.

“Be careful and any trouble, you use that comm and don’t use that blaster unless you absolutely have to.” You told her. She was young, she didn’t need her first instinct to be to kill. “You better go.”

Omega nodded and set off towards the tunnel.

You watched her enter it and then readjusted yourself, so you were supporting Hunter’s body, his head positioned in your lap. Come on Hunter, wake up, you thought nervously.

--

You gently straightened your back, keeping Hunter’s head cradled in your hands as you did so. Right after you did this, you saw his eyes flicker open. “Hunter?”

Hunter groaned and then his eyes focused on you, your head positioned just above his. His appeared to be in your lap. He sat up and held his head then let out a few panicked breaths as he remembered what happened. He tapped his mask, just to confirm that it was really there.

You moved around and kneeled in front of his. “Easy. It’s okay. I reattached it after it fell. You’ve been unconscious though.” You explained. “You scared the shit out of me. Next time you tell me to wait, I’m just going to ignore you because clearly that doesn’t work out well for you.” You said, adding a touch of humour to your tone.

“I’m okay.” Hunter reassured you, laying a hand on your shoulder.

“Just… don’t do scare me like that again. I don’t know what I’d do if-” You stopped yourself from continuing.

Before Hunter could ask about what you were going to say, he suddenly remembered about Omega, she wasn’t here. “Where’s Omega?” He asked urgently.

“Umm… she’s gone after the part.” You replied awkwardly.

“What?” Hunter said, standing up abruptly and which led him to notice his blaster, comm and torch were all now missing. “You let her go on her own?”

“Not enthusiastically but it was either I leave you unconscious and her with you, not knowing if there was anything else out here that could hurt you guys, or I stay with you and let her go after it. It wasn’t like I was left with the best choices. I told her to contact me if she was in trouble.” You explained, standing up too.

“Did you even try to contact the others for help?”

You glared at him. “Yes Hunter, believe it or not I’m not a complete idiot, my first thought was not to send her after an Ordo Moon Dragon by herself. The others didn’t reply.” You replied coolly.

Hunter sighed. “I’m sorry, that wasn’t fair. It’s just…she’s a kid. She could get herself hurt.”

“She’s not helpless, Hunter and she volunteered. She’s not much younger than what I was when I was being sent on missions. Plus, you and your brothers were put in training when you were young.” You said defensively.

“But she’s not exactly trained either or blessed with your particular skill set.”

You opened your mouth to protest but stopped when you realised that you’d lost sight of that. You may have understood the emotional assignment of taking in a child better than the others, but you’d let your own experience cloud your judgement here. You’d looked at Omega and seen a determined young girl, wanting to do all she could to help which is what you’d been like at her age and that was all you saw. You forgot that she’d been on Kamino her whole life and hadn’t been trained in any way. “You’re right. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have let her go. I just didn’t want to leave you and I forgot her experience has been completely different from mine and yours.”

“It’s okay. We can go find her now.” Hunter said.

“She’s in there.” You pointed up to the tunnel she’d gone into.

“Lead the way.” Hunter directed and followed you as you both ran up to the tunnel entrance.

--

“Omega!” You both yelled down the tunnel.

“I’m coming!” Omega called back.

You exhaled deeply in relief as you saw her crawl her way to the top.

Hunter picked her up out of the tunnel and set her gently down on her feet. “Are you okay?” He asked, scanning her body for injuries.

“Omega, I’m sorry, I never should’ve let you go on your own.” You said, bending down in front of her to give her a quick hug.

“It’s alright. I’m fine. I completed the mission.” Omega said to you over your shoulder. She pulled away and handed Hunter back his blaster at Hunter. “Don’t worry, didn’t have to use it.” She added, looking back at you.

You nodded back at her before you got to your feet to stand next to Hunter.

“I got the part.” Omega said, holding the capacitor up to Hunter.  

Hunter took it from her.

“Good work Omega.” You said. “Now we can finally get off this rock.”

--

Hunter walked into the cockpit. “Tech, get us outta here.”

“Gladly.” Tech replied, powering up the engines. “Systems are up and running.” He said as the ship left the moon’s atmosphere.

“Yeah, took you long enough.” Wrecker grumbled, coming into the cockpit.

“And where have you been?” Echo asked, turning in his seat.

Wrecker ignored him and kneeled in front of the passenger seat where Omega was sitting. “Hey, kid. Come with me.” He said, holding his hand out to her. “Cover your eyes.” He instructed with a light chuckle.

Omega did as he said and took his hand despite it being about twice the size of hers.

“I’m not missing this.” You said happily, following Wrecker out of the cockpit and back to the gun tower. You were very curious as to what Wrecker had planned.

Hunter also left the cockpit to see what Wrecker had been doing.

“Okay. Open ‘em.” Wrecker said, stepping away from Omega. “Check it out!” He said with a chuckle, showing Omega the now new and improved gun turret.

Omega walked up the ladder, pulled back the curtain and smiled at what greeted her. Wrecker had transformed the space with new, warm glowing lights and had padded it out for extra comfort. He’d also included his Lula. She couldn’t believe it.

“It’s your own room.” Wrecker explained. “Well, what do you think? I thought this place could feel more like a home.”

“It’s perfect!” Omega said joyfully. “Thank you, Wrecker!”

You chuckled as Wrecker took the praise rather bashfully.

“Oh, uh, it was nothing.” Wrecker replied.

“I never had my own room before.” Omega said, sitting down and holding Lula to her chest.

“Well, you’re a part of this squad now too.” Hunter said, stepping past you.

You noticed that Tech and Echo had now come to see what was going on too.

Omega looked at him then back around her room. She was really starting to feel that now.

The rest of you left her to it and walked back to the cockpit. “That was really sweet of you, Wrecker. And she’s right. That’s a pretty perfect set up.” You said smiling at him. “Hey, how come I never got anything like that?” You asked, nudging Hunter playfully.

“Are you unhappy with your current arrangement?” Hunter lightly teased back whilst also hoping the answer would be no.

You pretended to ponder before answering. “Hmm I guess I can manage.” You replied light-heartedly, giving him a warm smile.

Wrecker, Tech, and Echo just looked at one other, the look saying the same thing- when will they just wake up and admit what they feel for one another? If it’s so clear to us, why is it not to them?

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[chocojae]

[02:47]

pairing ▸ boyfriend! jaehyun x gender neutral reader  genre ▸ fluff | crack word count ▸ 788. warnings ▸ profanity

YOU ROLLED TO THE OTHER SIDE OF BED, EYES WIDE OPEN AND HEART BEATING ALOUD.

The constant rustling of the bushes seemed to echo in the tense room, and it only made you jump out of fear. 

It would be an utter lie to say you are not scared to the bones. Because you are. 

Funny how your stupid ass is admitting it now because just three hours ago you remembered fishing out your laptop from the bag and courageously watching a horror film to shoo your boredom away.

A loud thud against the wall made you flinch, and the sound of muffled footsteps following soon after only made you shoot open your eyes. Hey, wait! Did someone just stack up the ladder against your dorm’s wall and was climbing up?

Several scenarios ran through your head. Could it be a killer who’s going to murder you because killing was his hobby? Or could it be a haunted doll who has a butcher’s knife in her left hand and a creepy smile — whatever be it, it was clear you were in danger.

So, with every little ounce of courage left in your body, you pushed the blanket off yourself and took the heavy ass book from your side table, approaching the window carefully and angling the book to smack the stranger.

Soon your eyes caught a well built figure releasing a sigh. You couldn’t make out who it was due to how dark it was — and because of your tinted window, of course. But the second the window slid open, you hit the stranger with all your might. 

“Oh shit—”

As you were about to close the window and lock it, the stranger’s voice caught your attention. Holy shit, it was your boyfriend. Your eyes widened and you abandoned the book in your hand to help your boyfriend crawl in.

He was groaning and hissing in pain. All of a sudden guilt rushed through you. Though you were trying to protect yourself (and ignoring the fact that a book isn’t even close to being suitable for self defense) you accidentally hit your boyfriend, your freaking boyfriend.

“Hey, are you okay?”

Jaehyun didn’t reply, looking at you with his squinted eyes. Maybe he was judging you? Maybe he was thinking of beating the shit out of you? You didn’t know. “I know that,” He pauses, gulping. “I ate your pizza without your permission but hey that’s mean.” 

“I am serious.” You gently shove his hand off his face. “Did it hurt?”

“Not really, but yes—“ 

“Oh my god! I am so sorry. I thought you were someone who came to kill me so I smacked you—“

“You didn’t even let me finish, babe.” He chuckles and runs a hand through his hair. “No, it didn’t hurt when you smacked me with a book but yes,” He passes you a silly grin. “It did hurt when I fell from heaven.” You couldn’t help but let out a small giggle at his dorkiness. 

“But, things aside— why in the world are you here literally at 3 in the morning?” Jaehyun doesn’t say anything, opting to flop on your bed instead. You follow him soon after, facing him as he stared at you intimately.

“I missed you.” He finally says, dimples flashing. A comfortable silence takes over the room as you stare into his beautiful orbs. It almost turned into a staring contest before he once again spoke.

“I still don’t get it though, why are you awake when you are usually sleeping at this hour? Also, pretty disappointed you didn’t lock your window.” You fake a cough, cheeks turning pink from embarrassment. 

“I— um, was watching a movie since I couldn’t sleep. I genuinely thought I would be worn out after watching the movie and will fall asleep but oh, well.” You sigh, earning a deep chuckle from the man beside you.

“I bet it was a thriller movie, right?” 

“More like a horror.” Jaehyun nods at your answer. “Finally understood why you threw that book of yours in my handsome face.” You mumbled a quiet sorry before laughing along with him.

“Since both of us can’t sleep, how about we snuggle up?” You suggest, watching his eyes twinkle up in amusement as you embrace his torso, leaning in close enough to get stiff of his cologne. It didn’t take him long to hug you back.

“Goodnight. Hope you dream of me.” Though you couldn’t see him, you were sure a stupid grin would be adoring his face.

“Lord, I hate you.” You whispered sweetly, leaning in to press a kiss on his jaw.

“Love you too.”

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Just Let Me Adore You Pt. 7

Pairing: Stucky x Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: nothing here really

Genre: minor angst a lil comedy, sort of fluff

Summary: You’ve been dating your boyfriend, Bruce, for 3 absolutely blissful years. He’s a scientist and professor who is as smart as he is kind and if anyone asked, you were sure you’d spend the rest of your life with him. That is until two mysteriously charming men that Bruce swears are dangerous take an interest in you that threatens to turn your entire life upside down. I mean… what exactly are you supposed to do with two gorgeous men telling you something that suggests that basically everything you think you know is a lie? And why does part of you have enough doubt to wonder if they might be telling the truth?

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"Okay, I didn't make you talk about it when you showed up last night, and you completely avoided me before we went to work this morning, but it's been at least 24 hours now and I think we should talk about whatever happened with Bruce." Wanda says sitting beside you on the couch.

"I confronted him like you told me to." You shrug.

"And?!"

"I started by telling him I called my mom and that she confirmed I was a werewolf. It spiraled from there. He wouldn't look at me and that should've told me everything I needed to know but I still asked him. I even explained why my suspicions made sense and that I wasn't just blindly trusting Steve and Bucky. You know the entire time he couldn't even say he didn't know." You scoff. "He said a bunch of stuff about how it was ridiculous and it didn't make sense and he would never hurt me but not once did he say 'I didn't know you were a werewolf.' I even asked him to ya know. I said look me in the eye and tell me you didn't know or I'm leaving."

"And he couldn't do it?"

"Not only could he not do it he was busy asking me where I would fucking go. Tried to tell me Steve and Bucky would hurt me because I guess he thought I'd be going to them."

"Did he forget I also live in this city? Why the fuck would you go to them?"

"That's so not the point." You chuckle.

"I mean I know but like- he's an idiot." She crosses her arms.

"For more reasons than one." You nod. Wanda wraps her arms around you and places her head on your shoulder.

"How are you feeling y/n?" She asks.

"I'm fine actually. I think deep down I've been suspecting him since Steve suggested it so- I'm pretty sure I subconsciously accepted this long before I confirmed it." You shrug and you mean that. Your relationship pretty much ended weeks ago you think.

"I'm sorry honey." She says.

"It is what it is Wanda. Maybe I should've paid more attention to you not liking him." You hum.

"Nonsense you liked him and he was good to you, besides I'm not usually the voice of reason in this friendship so it's not like my opinion is a litmus test. Do not beat yourself up because he was a liar, even I didn't think he was gonna hurt you." Wanda says.

"Yeah, I guess you're right." You sigh.

~*~*~

A knock on Wanda's front door makes the two of you look at each other in shock.

"You expecting someone?" You ask her.

"No. I'd have told you. I'll go check it though." She says getting up and going to the door. You don't hear the door open but after a moment Wanda runs back to you in the living room. "Um- you wanna tell me why your werewolf buddies are at my door?"

"My- werewolf buddies? I don't-" You trail off with a frown. "You mean Steve and Bucky?" You ask.

"Yes! The Greek gods! Why are they here?"

"I don't know! I haven't seen them in over a month! They're here?! How did they even know where to find me?" You blink.

"Yes, they're here. Should I open the door? Do I invite them in? Should we just go talk to them at the door?"

"We should not invite them in until we know what they want. Let's go." You get up and open the door to see Steve and Bucky at the door.

"Y/n, hi." Steve smiles.

"Um... What are you two doing here?"

"We wanted to check on you." He says.

"You wanted to check on me? And how did you find me? This isn't even my apartment." You cross your arms. The two of them look at each other and you can tell they're trying to decide what to say. "I asked the question, look at me and give me an answer. The truth, if you want any chance of this going well." You say, demanding their attention which makes them look at you.

"We've had people... looking out for you." Steve says carefully.

"Oh so you are full blown stalkers. Running into you has never been a coincidence? You're just- watching me all the time?" You ask.

"No it- it sounds worse than it is and it didn't start like this." Bucky says.

"I don't think anything you say is going to make this better but I'll humor you, if it didn't start like that how'd it get there?"

"The team looking out for you started after we realized who Bruce was. We knew he wasn't safe for you to be around so we put together a security detail."

"A security detail?! Who do you think I am? The president's daughter?!"

"I'm sorry, you never noticed people following you y/n?" Wanda looks at you.

"They were instructed to keep their distance unless absolutely necessary." Bucky says.

"Plus the- main member of your security detail has a special suit that lets him get real small so you wouldn't have noticed him unless he made himself known anyway." Steve shrugs.

"We were informed two weeks ago that you left your apartment one night and didn't return." Bucky says.

"We thought you could use some time before you saw us again so we've kept our distance, but we wanted to see that you were okay." Steve says.

"You gotta stop. This stalker shit is not cute. You're just being weird. Showing up at my job was one thing but my friend's apartment? Enough. You don't know me. And I don't know you either. This is insane." You cross your arms.

"I'm Steve Rogers and he's James Barnes. We're werewolves like you are." Steve says.

"You're James now? Before it was Bucky." You turn your attention to Bucky.

"Bucky's a nickname from my middle name Buchanan."

"Okay, I have a quick question. Are you two mafia crime lords or what?" Wanda asks.

"Wanda." You look at her.

"What?! I'm trying to figure out how much danger this conversation is putting us in! We need to know who these guys are!" She defends herself and you roll your eyes.

"We would never hurt you, especially because of how important you are to y/n. We'd never do anything to harm her." Steve says.

"What part of 'stop' are you not understanding?! Quit trying to be my protectors I don't know you people! It is extremely unsettling." You throw your arms up in exasperation.

"We can't exactly help it." Bucky mutters.

"You absolutely can help it. You aren't preprogrammed robots."

"It's a long story but no we can't." Steve sighs.

"Right, well, before you get into that, can I get an answer to my question? Mafia crime lords? Yes or no, it is very simple." Wanda presses.

"Wanda!" You say.

"We are." Steve says.

"How did you know that?" Bucky narrows his eyes at her.

"Bruce suspected you for months." You tell them.

"And you didn't?" Steve asks.

"Well I had no idea there was a werewolf mob until he brought up his suspicions but I had no reason to think he would make some shit like that up but he also didn't have a reason for assuming that it was you except that you were werewolves." You shrug.

"Okay, so now that we've covered the crime lord thing; thank you by the way, we can go back to that oh so long story about why you can't help being overly involved in y/n's life." Wanda says.

"Wanda, why are you trying to mediate a discussion here?" You sigh.

"I'm just asking the hard hitting questions that the people, me, wanna know." She shrugs.

"It doesn't really matter why they're stalking me Wanda just that they stop!" You say.

"Actually you might want to know because it's a werewolf thing." Bucky says.

"It's a werewolf thing?" You blink at him.

"The way werewolves pick partners is a bit different from the way humans do things y/n. I'm sure it seems a bit odd to you since you probably didn't learn about it growing up but our behavior is standard when your wolf has chosen a mate." Bucky says.

"Mates!? You don't know me! I don't know you!"

"It's strange to try and explain. Sometimes your wolf will take a long time to accept a mate, other times something will draw you to someone immediately." Steve says.

"What? Like love at first sight?"

"Actually I didn't see you initially, I heard your voice and for me, for my wolf that was it." Bucky says.

"For mine it was... your scent." Steve says awkwardly.

"So you heard and smelled me in a busy sub shop and that sold you?" You frown.

"What? No this was at the mall." Bucky says.

"We- never saw each other at the mall. The first time we met was at that sub shop. The whole radiance thing." You frown.

"The mystery gifts!" Wanda gasps.

"What?" You look at her.

"When we went shopping for my first date with Wes months ago and that lady gave you things that someone bought for you!"

"Holy shit was that you guys?! Did you seriously hear me talking in a mall and decided to impulse buy me things?!" You blink at them.

"Guilty." Bucky mumbles.

"Oh my god, this just gets weirder and weirder." You say.

"We're sorry y/n. Honestly, we should've considered that things we think are normal would be offputting to someone who is only just learning about lycanthropy, but we didn't know you didn't know at the time and we're just- so used to doing things our way, to us it's basically the default." Steve sighs.

"Steve, Bucky, here's the problem I have; you know so little about me. You don't know my favorite foods, my interests or hobbies, my goals in life, my passions, my quirks or irritations, none of it. You heard my voice or smelled me and some primal part of you decided to cling to that and I find it hard to be flattered that your infatuation with me is based on arbitrary superficial things I can't control. They say next to nothing about me as a person and even if this is normal to you I can't bring myself to be endeared by this near obsession with me when you didn't even choose it really. Like you don't know me so you don't actually like me."

"You're right." Steve nods.

"I know you're skeptical about us but, would it be too much to ask that you let us try this the human way? Go on a date with us, just one, we'll get to know each other the way you're used to and- if after that you never want to see us again, we'll understand." Bucky suggests.

"I-"

"Hold that thought! Boys I'm just gonna talk to her real quick. You guys can just- hang out here for the time being." Wanda interrupts you and shuts her front door.

"Wanda I promise they can still hear us through the door." You tell her. She shushes you and drags you into your room, waving her hand after you both enter. "What did you just do? Wolfproof this room?" You ask.

"Temporarily. Listen, two adonis-like men are basically begging for your attention. Why are you so against this?"

"Newsflash Wanda they've pretty much been stalking me for multiple months. Just because they're six feet tall and sound... the way that they sound does not mean that behavior isn't creepy."

"Would it make you feel better if I, picked their brains a bit?" Wanda suggests.

"You can do that?" You frown.

"Of course I can. If it would ease your anxieties."

"Isn't that kind of invasive?"

"Well, they've been watching you for some time now so I think this would just be leveling the playing field." Wanda shrugs.

"Fine. Do it." You nod. Wanda closes her eyes for a few minutes and you watch little red lines dance around her fingers until she eventually speaks again.

"Okay results are in, they are pure of heart. At least in regards to you."

"What does that mean?"

"It means they are still crime lords and I didn't dig into other things they may or may not be thinking. But they do genuinely seem to care about you- even if it did stem from some weird instinctual thing." She shrugs. "You're safe with them. So go on the date."

"I mean I did just throw away 3 years of my life does going on a date really seem like a good idea right now?"

"Oh come on these guys have been in and out of your mind for months now. It's one date, they're not asking you to marry them."

"Is the fact that they're both coming on to me kinda weird? Like I can't handle them turning it into a competition." You mutter.

"They don't seem to be competing with each other. But it's definitely something to bring up. On your date." Wanda says.

"It's amazing how lucky they are that your insane ass is my best friend." You roll your eyes as she pulls you down the hall back to the front door. When she opens it again Bucky and Steve look up immediately. You can tell they'd been having some sort of hushed conversation in the hall while they waited.

"One date. Next Friday. If either of you does any more weird shit you will never hear from me again, I will move if I have to. You guys can choose the place. Pick me up at 7 and don't be late." You say and shut the door but not before seeing their faces light up.

"We'll see you Friday!" Steve calls through the door and you listen to their eager chatter fade as they leave the apartment.

"I cannot believe you just gave straight up orders to two mob bosses. And they listened!" Wanda laughs.

"I can't believe you convinced me to go through with this date." You scoff.

"I think it's a good chance to forget about Bruce. You get to learn about them, and maybe the whole being a werewolf thing in general." She shrugs.

"I should call my mom. I'm going on a date with werewolves, she'll probably have some advice." You say rushing into your room. Every week it seems like your life changes so drastically. If you think about it too much your head starts to spin. But you know Wanda and your mom are with you every step and that makes all the changes a little easier to navigate.

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Part 7/???

Tagged Users: @cjand10 @vicmc624 @mandijo17

[jewbeloved]

um hi i really like your stuff

this request might be goofy but can i get hc's of bebe, red, and heidi with a s/o who streams a lot (male reader would be cool but gn is fine too)

Bebe and Heidi with a streamer s/o📼🎧🎥🎥🎙️

I'm kinda incompatible and not up for writing Red anymore. But I can still do Bebe and Heidi!

Warnings: None

Gender: Male

💛 Bebe Stevens 🍪

She personally likes watching streaming videos from her friends or from people who she likes. She didn't know that you were also a streamer until she was scrolling down on her phone and saw a video with you in it.

You would always stream yourself playing videos or other stuff, but while in the middle of your stream you would always talk about your girlfriend (In a nice way) to your fans.

You also didn't know much how Bebe watches your streams and it makes her laugh whenever one of your fans get jealous and you and her's relationship.

The nice stuff you always say about her in the middle of your streams just makes her heart want to burst out in happiness.

When she told you that she watches your streams, you were sincerely dumbfounded.

If she watches your streams, then that must've mean she heard all of the compliments you gave her. Oh boy you were truly embarrassed and she teased you for that.

Having a streamer s/o wouldn't be such a bad idea💛💛💛💛

💚 Heidi Turner 🪷

You told her yourself that you were a streamer and she was pretty shocked not gonna lie.

Whenever you would invite her to join your streams, she was pretty anxious to do so. So you both had a talk about it for quite a while to help her get comfortable.

When she finally stepped into the studio and looked at the camera, she could tell that a bunch of people were watching her.

You always found it cute how she hides behind you whenever she gets too shy in front of your viewers. But overtime she learned to get more comfortable in front of the camera.

When you introduced her to your viewers the chat was way on simping for her and giving her compliments. She was pretty flustered and flattered by that to be honest.

So now whenever you're about to record another stream, your chat is going to be searching around and asking where Heidi is at.

You got slightly jealous when most of the chat putted Heidi as their favorite.

Now you were the one that had to be reassured and she didn't mind doing that of course <3💚💚💚

It feels like I haven't written for the south park girls in a while, we gotta give them some more attention 😭😭

[rockintapper]

the um

te sec2ond one, the thi3rd one

ok so basically i say whar i think about rhythm heavem chatacters. starting with Tengoku brcuase why nawt

readmore ebcuase this posr long as hell!!!!! please work this time

uh

karate joe: hi kasper the he <3 i wana hug him,

hair vegetables: what Thr fcuk

sarge: idk. attention march

squadmates: petar

air batter AIRBATTERR 💕💞💕💞💕💕💞💕💞💕💕💞💕💞💕💞💞💕💞

space umpire: perpetual smiler

the clappy trio: your sequel stinks!!!! /sillay i love your wigs

sneaky spirits: get bow and arrow'd l plud ratio /j

samurai steve: hi sage hes really cool actual6 #chilling

yokai (the thingies the samurai slices): pe uliar little cratures. up to no good

rats: thr cheese

ms. whiskers: THE FIRST CAT EVER!!!!!!!!!!!

sick beats doctor/dr. cutlery: hes vibing ong. why do you hsve an endless game

thr viruses: leav that litlle guy alone >:(!!!!!!!

yellow organism (sick beats): little guye :) dj yelo

the donpans: theyre all dating your honor

yagura-chan: spiteful luttle child i love her. may she grow up and pan

mahou tsukai: hi rocket The WIZARB!!!! magic autism

ojou-chan: flowers autism

the monster (wizard's waltz): STOP EATING MY PLANTS

pengiuns (showtime): yhe dillays i love them they deerve the worl

monkey (showtime): i just read about him. gonna make him explode now

rabbit: boing boing boing boing boing b

tram and pauline/poline: hi cheese THE FOXES the foxes ever hth foxes ever the

space gramps: i widh he was my grangpa 💔 /j

space dancers: pa-pa-pa-PUNCH! put some respect on my boys plea

q maou: AAGH. AAH. AAHHG. AG

contestant: hi 56 hes. hes jist like me frfr /hj

play-yan: hi sunny i really liek. his uh level. minigame. wharever it s called its like. really calming. unless im Going for a Perfect!

mini chounin (power caligraphy): the dancing dancers

akai mono (polyrhythm): i uh. i dont have anything about these thangs. what

RAPMEN: YO. SANJI DESUKA

urakata aki to ki (bouncy road): my children. i love them. i would Kill for th

spheroids (bouncy road): you have a page? on the rh wiki? what?

ninja and the lord (ninja no shison/ninja bodyguard): augh

toss boys: hi ninety The toss bous. they hehheeh3he hugs ao-kun

yuka: YIPPR YIPEEE YIPEE YIPEEEE YIPEEEOEIRIRJ HI T YUKAIEJEBE ^_^ totally isnt dating a tall tapper shes totally not dating a tall ta /lie

giraffe: dont fucking look at me like that

tanaka (ninja reincarnate): AAHHHHHAHAHAEHRHDSHSHEHD /VPOS I LOVE HIM IDK WHERE THIS LOVE FOR HIM CAME FROM BUT I LOVR HIM

kanojo: ypure in good hands. mostly. (cant get the fast part of ninja reincarnate)

waru mono (ninja reincarnate): w,,ario?? w

soshiSOSHIIIIIIII SSOHIIIIII SOSIIOOII SOSHIII EOSBSISI SHSOHSHSIJSSOSHUSII SHSOOSIUSHISJS SOOHSIIII SOSHIII SSOSHISJEOWSHIWJEOWJWJSJSSJEJESK SOSHSISB SSOSHHS

cosmic girl: Rude™ (/hc). may also be the commander in amrching oerders 2,

cosmic dancers: space dancers HATE THEM! /silly

TH RAPP WOEMNEKENENNE kan sbejebdjeTHR RPA WOMRN THEJEBR YURIIIIIIIII JRIIII YUEIII YUIII!!! YHRIIII hi cheese

MAN-K: mN i lovr him hes so cool dud e whaha

biribiriuo (night walk 2): STOP ELECTROCUTING PLAY YAN 💔💔💔💔

usamimi maki sensei: i love the face she makes whe n i press a button too earlu/late. may also be cosmic girl

space rabbits: ive seen you in waroiware.... pets yu

buta-san (tengoku remix 7): pigy :]

barista: i hc his voice is jasmine wright's from the rh iceberg

people at the café: only (canon) black person in the entire series helooo

neko machine: meow. meow. meow.meow owah owah mah? mah? o-mah? m

honse machien: wha,

love-san: suki (cheering)

mr. upbeat: hi tomano tucking him in giving him a goodnight kiss and a glass of milk <3

mannequin; i wonder what game yoyll be in the futue

anata: hi 56 i love his goofy ass smile go girl give us everything

drum girls: wait whered they come fro

samurai drummer: no way. it Tsunk

samurai drummer's band: i did not know you existed hello??

oba-chan: protect. protect. protect.

pwner: Kill. Kill. Kill Kill. Kill. Kill. Ki

producer: who tf are you? what? wait lemme rrad about yo7 furst

im back. music autism

ok thats all the characters in rhythm tengok!!! thanks for Did yiu read all of tjis? zamn!! congrats dude /gn

[the-doomed-witch]

She was Sunshine, I was Midnight Rain

✦ wanda maximoff x fem!reader | college AU ✦

Summary : Wherever you go, the anxiety follows. The only way you feel safe is when you’re alone with Wanda, but she loves partying a little too much. (Read warnings)

Word Count : 3.4k

Author’s Note : hi! my first fic on here. i’m kinda nervous 😬 any opinions / reblogs / etc are welcome 🖤 my gif btw!

Warnings : 18+ MINORS DNI. anxiety attacks, smut, dom!wanda, fingering, face riding, slight teasing, homophobia, angst + fluff if you squint. Also Wanda comforting reader <3.

YOU ARE NOT PERMITTED TO REPOST OR COPY MY WORK

— ✦ —

You held your hand up, placing it in front of Wanda’s. Her hands were a tad bit bigger than yours, but mostly they were warm. “Detka, your hands are so cold, I’m a little concerned.” she said, as she intertwined her fingers with yours.

“Um yeah Wands, it’s probably because of Professor Fury’s class, I’m kinda scared of his constantly unpredictable and upgraded techniques.” You try your best to chuckle it off but the brunette wouldn’t let go of your hand. Instead, she took both of them in hers and kept them in her lap. “Tell me what’s wrong.” she asks, with a firm stare towards you.

You don’t know what reply could count as adequate, so you just lie. “It’s nothing, in all likelihood it could be the air conditioner, I don’t know Wanda.” She knows you’re lying. You know that too. Thus, she takes a deep breath and places her hands on your cheeks. It feels so safe all alone with her, you close your eyes and wait for her to lean in.

She comes forward, bringing your lips together. Her left hand goes from your cheek to your jaw, the right one on your nape. She pulls you even closer, and moves her hand from your jaw to your waist, allowing you space to place your hands on her comfortably. So you do. She kisses you as passionately as always, like she couldn’t dare to live without you. And you would let her in, so enthusiastically, it seemed magical for a moment right there. You were living in magic as of then.

Both of you break the proximity of your lips to catch up. It’s so enchanting, and so gleeful, you start laughing with tears in your eyes. Wanda is flabbergasted for a second, but she knows her way of loving you too well to judge it, so she joins you. You tumble down on the bed with the pain in your stomach due to laughing, and pull down your girlfriend with you.

“We need to get ready for your favourite class Y/N.” she warns you jokingly. Of course the first class was Professor Fury’s. College was a few blocks away, and you barely had 20 minutes to prepare yourself mentally.

— ✦ —

As soon as both of you set foot on the campus, you knew what was next. Steve Rogers and his infamous homophobia. “Look at those girlies go! Will they kiss each other? Sounds terrifying to me!” he derided loudly from where he was standing along with the other jocks. It isn’t easy for you to not pay attention to his shit behaviour, but Wanda knows how to shut him up. So she grabs your hand, walks towards Steve, and says, “Hey Rogers, you might wanna see this!” Without further ado, she grabs your chin and kisses you intensely right there. It didn’t make sense; you were enjoying it, while your anxiety was eating up pieces of you.

When both of you let go, Steve commented yet again, “Ew, how do you even do that?”

“No one is stopping you from kissing guys Rogers, if that’s what you mean.” Wanda snapped right back at him, enough for the crowd to listen. The whole campus, including the security guard, started laughing at Steve. His face was burning with shame.

“Where did you get all those guts from Maximoff?” Natasha asked, as soon as you were in the corridor. People had probably found the gossip for the day, and it made you anxious to be the crux of it.

“Just a little bit of how much I love Y/N.” You simply blushed, too stressed out to form a reply. Wanda understood you immediately and tried to excuse the both of you, but Nat called both of you again, for a reminder. “You both are coming to Stark’s party tonight right? Don’t tell me you aren’t, or I’m gonna throw tantrums around.” There it was, what you’ve been avoiding all morning.

“Of course we are coming, Nat. On all voluntary levels, we want to see you get drunk and run off with Maria again!”

“Shut UP!”

Giggling at Nat’s red face, you and Wanda walk away. You just wanted to get this done with.

— ✦ —

The rest of the day at college was the same, and a little weird. People were looking at you, and Steve Rogers didn’t annoy you at all. Smooth as silk, the classes ended by the afternoon.

Wanda dropped you off at the bookstore where you worked, and went back home for a little refreshment. She told you, “I’ll be back in half an hour Y/N, back me up till then.” It was the easiest task ever, you loved annoying your boss anyways.

The day was as simple as ever, there was nothing new to worry about except the Stark party. It physically hurts your stomach to even think of being surrounded by the number of people there. And Wanda would probably talk to all of them. It was frightening.

By the evening, you came up with a hundred different excuses to not go to the party, but none of them were going to convince Wanda. She knew you too well. There seemed to be literally no escape.

— ✦ —

“Malyshk, are you ready? It’s been almost an hour. Do you need my help?”

“I’m coming just-” and all that Wanda heard was a zipper being zipped up, followed by a shriek. She came running inside the room and started chuckling. Between bursts of laughter, she managed to say, “Caught your side boob in the zipper again, didn’t you? Let me help you out.”

You raise your left arm up so she can pull the zip down. When she did, you had a little bruise on your side. Without thinking twice, Wanda kisses it softly. Being under the pain of the bruise all the while, you didn’t notice how gorgeous Wanda actually looked in her wine coloured dress, her brunette hair all curled setting down on her shoulders. Her dress barely reached her knees, so you could see the tattoo on her outer thigh.

With a wide smirk, Wanda gives you a little bite and if you hadn’t controlled yourself, you would’ve moaned out loud enough to let your neighbours listen. She laid you down on the bed and put her hand inside your dress to massage the breast. She did it like an expert, you felt too aroused considering it hadn’t even been a minute.

“Darling, please…” was all that you could say with tightly closed eyes.

She zipped your dress back up again, and grabbed you by the waist. She looks at you and asks you innocently, “Yes detka?”

It wasn’t fair of her to tease you this way. So you continued with her game, even though you needed her so badly. “We are going to be late for the party. Again.”

— ✦ —

It isn’t your first Stark party, but even looking around seems like a scary thought to you. You’ve been here thrice in the past two weeks. But there are so many people around, it is probably half of the town. Wanda holds your chilled hand and walks inside beside you, with an air of confidence while you barely manage to crack a smile.

“Y/N! Wanda! You’re here, finally! Look at you, so gorgeous.” Natasha escapes from a larger chunk of a crowd when she notices you. With her comes Maria Hill. You could call them girlfriends, but they keep on saying it’s nothing official. The entire college knows otherwise.

You let Wanda do all the talking, signaling her to reply by tightening your grip on her hand. “Hey Nat. Hello Maria. And please, y’all look stunning. How long have you guys been here for?”

“We came here immediately after leaving college.”

“What?! So you’re telling me you’ve been partying for almost half the day already?”

“Uh, pretty much yeah. There was a before-party party.”

“What the fuck does that even mean?” You let out a little laugh, looking at Wanda’s shocked and confused expression.

Nat takes notice of you and says, “Look at this beauty! You’ve been all quiet Y/N. Is everything alright?” Your hand which was held by Wanda started trembling. You felt so not ready to be at yet another party with people you don’t know, or even talk to anyone. “Yea-yeah Nat, everything is alright.”

Maria suddenly recalls something she had been meaning to tell, and pats Wanda’s shoulder lightly. “Wanda! Do you know that Rogers isn’t showing up here tonight? Tony told me that Rogers had errands to run. Me and Nat just couldn’t stop laughing. You just silenced his homophobic ass.”

When you’re done talking with a few more people, Wanda takes you to a corner of the room and asks, “Lyubov, you’re getting extremely anxious again. Do you need something?” You don’t know what to say, your hands are shivering and you’re holding on to Wanda for dear life. “Wands, it’s okay. I just want to get this done with. I’ll be fine.”

“Are you sure Y/N?”

“Yes, love.”

She gives you a quick kiss on the corner of your lips and places a reassuring hand on your back. You give her a smile, and she walks around the room fulfilling formalities. You find yourself a comfortable spot on the couch to stress about.

On your phone, you seem to find nothing interesting. All social media is filled with pictures of the party you’re at. No fanfictions to read. You cannot listen to music because the one that’s being played is too loud. So you decide to have a look around in the Settings because it was the only possible option to make you seem busy.

— ✦ —

Almost two hours passed, and you had already figured out that Wanda might be dancing around somewhere on the dance floor. She was quite the party person, there was no denying in that. And you definitely didn’t enjoy parties. Against your will, you decide to get up and search for Wanda.

On the few metres’ long walk to the dance floor, about thirteen different people asked you to join them for a drink, or a dance. Some of them were too crazy to even ask, they just tugged at your arm. However, you managed to reach your girlfriend.

“Y/N! You’re here! Come on in, we love this song don’t we?” She calls you. You don’t even recognise the song, there are too many people. The lights are so dim, colours fluctuating so bright, music too loud. You could easily fall down crying in this moment, so you walk away to look for Tony.

After deep breathing for several minutes, you find the host. He’s passing sarcastic comments around with Peter Parker, it was kind of foreseen anyways. “Hey Tony,” you greet him, “You’ve hosted a wonderful party once more.”

“Why, thank you Y/N. Did you have something?”

“No I haven’t yet, I just need a quiet place to relax myself, I’ve been kinda tired from all the… partying.” you lied.

“Alright I’m gonna lead you to a quieter space.”

In the room, you filled yourself a glass of water and sat down. You needed Wanda but she was too busy having fun. You didn’t want to spoil her mood, especially when college research tires her out every day. You can’t go home leaving Wanda right here.

It feels like being a red brick in a group of pebbles. So easily falling apart, but so hard to break through.

— ✦ —

[ Wanda’s POV ]

I don’t seem to remember anything. A couple of minutes ago, Y/N was standing in front of me, now I cannot find her. Did she go back to our apartment, because I left her alone? No, I don’t remember anything! The car keys are with me, how did she even go? Oh my God, I hope she didn’t walk all the way back. I only wish she could get mad at me for once, why does she like punishing herself this way?

Maybe she informed Natasha before leaving, I could ask her.

“Hey Nat, have you seen Y/N?” I asked her.

“I don’t know, I last saw her with Stark about an hour ago. She is missing?”

“Uh no no, she told me she would be back in a while so yeah. Nothing serious.” I made it up so the party didn’t get bummed out. Y/N wouldn’t like all the attention diverted towards her for the second time today.

Alright so, Stark. He might be with Pepper, because I saw Peter leave for the night. I just hope he’s not with Jarvis. Anyone but Jarvis.

Luckily enough, Tony was with Pepper. So I approached them and asked, “Hey Tony, any chance you might have seen Y/N?” To my surprise, he told me how she had approached him for an undisturbed place. He guided me to the room where Y/N would be, and I thanked him.

Turning the door handle gently, I went inside. The room was kind of, like, super huge. On taking a glance around, I saw Y/N sitting on the bed, a blanket wrapped around her. Her mascara was ruined. Oh my God.

— ✦ —

[ Narrator's POV ]

Wanda was too astounded by the look on your face to say anything.

The moment was too sensitive, too broken for either of you to say something. She felt like a burden on you, you felt like a burden on her.

She tried to say something, “Y/N… you- I’m so sorry-”

“Hey, Wands, it’s alright. Come here. I missed you.” You open the blanket for her to join you. She takes off her boots and climbs on the bed, wrapping you up in her embrace.

“Talk to me, detka.”

“There’s nothing to talk about honey. I guess I'm just not the type of person you could have fun with.”

“Shush! You’re the person I would spend forever with. What do you mean?”

“I’m sorry Wanda, I know you love parties. I know you love being around people and loud music and party lights and drinks. I know you love dancing around and I know you love doing all of that all throughout the night. I am so sorry I am ruining your party, I know you get stressed out because of college and need to feel a little fresh. I’m sorry I cannot be like that. You can feel free to leave me all you want.”

“Hey, not a single word about me leaving you. Or you leaving me. You don’t have to be sorry for being who you are, malyshk. Yes, I love parties but not at the cost of you. I’d rather not have a party for years than make you cry all alone every time I go to one.”

“Oh my goodness, no! I feel like I’m being so toxic about this. I don’t want you to cut off everyone else for me, or stop having fun because of me. Gosh, I can’t-”

She softly places a finger on your mouth, motioning for you to pause your overthinking. “You are not being toxic, it’s okay to feel this way. Anyone in your shoes would feel uncomfortable and insecure, I understand you completely. Don’t apologise, dear. I love you so much Y/N/N.”

You smile wide at her, and reply, “I love you too Wands. So so much.” Thanks to an occasional idea that you got, you shift your position to sit in front of her, straddling her lap. Holding her face between both your hands, you bring your lips together. The kiss wasn’t heated, but it wasn’t soft either. Just the perfect bit of each. You push her against the headboard and intensify yourself by seeking access. She permits you, and your tongues meet. She tastes a bit like alcohol, but mostly her own sweetness, and you’re so here for it. Her hand goes for your lower back, and the other in your hair.

When a small distance is created between the two of you, she pushes you down on the bed so she could be on your top. Once both of you had caught up on your breaths, she kissed you again and again all over your face, making you shut your eyes and grin. With each kiss that she planted, she muttered a little “I love you” and it fluttered the butterflies in your stomach. It was kind of difficult, but you began grinding against Wanda, but she stopped her kisses and held you in place. “Baby, let’s not mess up Stark’s bed. I’m gonna take you home, can you be a little patient for me?” Reluctantly, you nod. She was right.

Both of you get up, and rearrange your clothes. She helps you adjust your makeup, and does her own too. Ten minutes later, you’re both in the car, the only thought of Wanda touching you at home keeping you from going crazy.

— ✦ —

As soon as you enter the house, Wanda holds your waist and whispers in your ear, “My pretty baby,” then kisses your cheek, “Such a pretty baby. I love you.” You are practically breathless. You know she’s teasing you by showering love in all the different ways except the one you desperately need right now.

“This lavender dress, it’s too beautiful. What a shame the zip hurt my baby. Should I tear it?”

“No…” you whisper.

“Well then, if you say no, then it’s a no. We only have one way left, and it’s the zip.”

You know she’s being annoying on purpose. And it’s getting on your nerves. She takes her time to lower the zip, so carefully that the exact moment you step inside the bedroom, the zip reaches the bottommost point. She takes off your dress and puts it aside. “Relax yourself, lyubov.” You sit on the edge of the bed waiting for her. She got rid of her own dress and walked towards you. Placing a finger on your chin, she lifts your head up and asks you, “Pretty baby, what do you want?”

You had enough. So you decided to play her game yet again. “I want what you want to give me.”

“And what do I want to give you?”

“Three fingers.” Her eyes widen at your sudden bold response. Your own did too. “Alright, if that’s what you want.”

You rest your head on the pillow and pull her by the neck, “Fuck me, Wanda.”

“I’d be a fool not to.” was all that she said before taking off the rest of your clothes. Gently, she pushes two fingers inside your heat. “You’re drenching, and all for me detka.” Pushing a third digit in, she repeats, “All for me.”

It felt too much. You hadn’t thought it through but you were thankful you didn’t, because she started hitting all the spots that elicited raw screams out of you. She knew how to make you feel good like the back of her hand. Echoes of Wanda’s name filled the apartment, you could barely control your volume. And Wanda was enjoying all of it.

Her free hand reaches your chest, softly encouraging your moans. “Y/N, you look so fucking beautiful.” You were getting all worked up, so she started focusing on stimulating your clit.

Not so long after, you try warning her between pants and moans, “Wanda, I-”

“Yes, my pretty baby, make a mess for me, look at me when you do.”

You manage to stare at her when you come. She rides you through it, and looks into your eyes fondly. Once you calm down from your high, she takes out her fingers and cleans them up with her tongue. The sight itself is magnificent, but she adds a whole different effect by humming. It makes you want to fuck her all night long. You smile at her, as Wanda moves away strands of hair from your face.

“I love it when you call me that” you tell her.

“Call you what? Pretty baby?”

“No. Your pretty baby.”

She blushes, and kisses you hard. “Yes, you’re my pretty baby. You’ve been such a good pretty baby.”

“Does that mean I deserve a treat?” You say, and stick your tongue out. Wanda’s face goes insanely red, she’s too flushed to even say something. “Don’t talk to me like that.”

“If you want me to shut up, you need to sit on my face.”

“Okay but don’t talk to me like that.”

“I will, because I’m gonna get a treat.”