#and my girlfriend and I left the table so fast and she took me home

[byleriscanon713by]

Today

Pros: saw mean girls with my girlfriend

Cons: Threw up in the Olive Garden bathroom 😍

[tojilvrs]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ FUCK MY EX! (AND HIS BOSS) ceo!toji fushiguro x fem reader (2.7k)

repost from my old blog!!!

⁂ warnings: MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI! toji’s not a bum, reader gets cheated on (not by toji), m receiving oral, pet names, degradation, rough sex, reader’s ex sees them at the end, unprotected sex, creampie, sex as a revenge ploy, some praise, foot on head during doggy (does this have a technical name lol?), also tagging foot fetish JUST IN CASE the last thing counts lol, toji coerces reader, use of the name ‘daddy’ ONCE, spanking, some aftercare, toji steals your panties (and your heart), reader has hair long enough to be pulled

⁂ a/n: this fic literally came out of nowhere i had no plans of writing until i saw twitter porn and a little lightbulb formed above my head. anywho this is not great i wrote and proofread it while i was sleepy so if there’s mistakes don’t tell me i will get embarrassed!!!! THE PACING MIGHT ALSO BE HORRID i was just trying to get my claws on some fictional wiener. k luv u alllll <3

You never thought you could get this low.

You also never thought you’d come home to find your now ex-boyfriend balls deep in his coworker he told you not to worry about.

Way past the stages of hurt and with no more tears left to spill, you found yourself angry. You were pissed at your ex for being unfaithful. Pissed at the woman for fucking around with a man she knew was not available. And pissed at yourself for not figuring it out sooner. Once you got over your sorrows and finally felt able to pull yourself together, you just wanted to rid your apartment of anything that reminded you of him.

That's how you found yourself across the table from that rat bastard's boss. A box full of his old shit perched in your lap and your nails tapping the side of the cardboard. Scanning the room of Mr. Fushiguro's luxurious office and finding yourself filling with rage all over again knowing that the last time you were here, you were helping him get promoted.

"Pleasure seeing you again," you watched as Mr. Fushiguro took a seat in his plush office chair, "though it appears you're here to play the part of 'scorned girlfriend' instead of ‘concerned girlfriend, hm?’ Word travels fast ‘round here.”

"Ex-girlfriend."

"Right," he clasped his hands together over his chest and kicked his feet up onto his desk, knocking over his name plate, “so what're you here for, scorned ex-girlfriend?"

"Just want to give his shit back. Passing it on to you so I won't have to see him and blondie going at it in your breakroom." You watched the man crack a smile before speaking again.

"S'all you’re gonna do?" He knew your answer by the way you tore your eyes off of him and focused them on the box in your lap instead. Slightly slumping down in your chair as if you were a child in trouble trying to evade the scrutinizing gaze of a parent “Oh, don’t tell me you’re just gonna let bygones be bygones and let him get away with it scott free.”

His tone made you feel like your entire situation was almost comical. You looked back up and narrowed your eyes at the man. Scanning his face and watching the scar on his lip twitch when the corner turned up in a smirk.

“Mr. Fushiguro-“

“Don’t have to be all formal now, call me Toji.”

“Okay, what exactly are you implying, Toji?” he sighed before standing up from his desk and fixing his name plate, smirk never falling from his lips and eyes never leaving yours.

“I know he is my employee, but i’m not really… fond of him either. And you’re too pretty of a girl to just let him get away with cheating. It’d make you feel better to hurt ‘em a little bit. Get a little revenge.”

You broke away eye contact from him again to look around his office. Taking note of how sparsely decorated the area was as you pondered and tried to avoid his eyes. It wasn’t the most mature or logical decision, but he was right. It would make you feel better to make him hurt just a little bit. “And how exactly might I go about that?”

Toji laughed a little as he walked around the desk, taking the box out of your lap and placing it on the floor before settling himself behind you. The sweet tobacco scent of his cologne invaded your nostrils as he got closer to you, making his presence feel almost suffocating.

“Y’know what would really get him?” His voice sounded as if it were laced with a honeyed sweetness. The sound surrounding you and ringing around in your ears. He shifted his feet, but you still felt the heat radiating off of him and onto your back.

“What?”You felt him grow closer. Leaning down behind you. So close that you could feel his breath fan against your skin.

“Fuckin’ his boss.”

The lewd suggestion tickled the shell of your ear. Your eyes widening and mouth going dry once you realized exactly what he was proposing to you. You opened your mouth to protest. To tell him how absolutely ridiculous that was, but your words fell short. Closing your mouth again to look down and stare at the indentions the corners of the cardboard box had left in your skin.

You couldn’t say that you hadn’t let your eyes linger a little too long at Toji Fushiguro. Always noticing how easy he was on the eyes when your ex would make you tag along to work events. How his suits would perfectly contour to his body. Showing off his bulging muscles through the fabric. How he seemed to tower over you and everyone else with his height and domineering presence. How your gazes would linger a little too long on each other and how his fingertips would “accidentally” graze your hips when passing you.

You were taken away from your thoughts by the feeling of his fingers slowly caressing up and down your jaw. His touch soft, contrasting the rough calluses that lined his fingers. You also realized he had now moved directly in front of you and you were eye-level with his crotch.

“What’ll it be, sweetness?” The tip of his thumb travelled up to your bottom lip, smearing some of your lipgloss. “Y’gonna let me help you get back at him?”

You slowly looked up at him and nodded your head, still not trusting any words to come out of your mouth. He smiled down at you, removing the hand on your chin to pet your head and using his other to unbutton his slacks.

“Gonna make you feel so good, you’ll forget allllll about your little ex-boyfriend.”

You were still looking up at him dumbly as he freed heavy cock from the confines of his pants, subconsciously parting your lips and slightly sticking out your tongue at the sight of him. Relishing in the way he looked at you and the noises he made once his cock makes contact with your awaiting tongue.

“Already so good and fuckin’ obedient. Did he teach you that?” You shake your head and he cackles. Easing his way into your throat. “So you’re just naturally a whore, huh?” He lightly slaps your cheek, not even hard enough to sting, and moves from petting your head to gripping your hair once you take him all the way into your mouth. Testing your limits and pushing his way past the tight ring of muscle in the back of your throat, loving the way you choke and sputter around him. “Takin’ me so good. Bet that motherfucker couldn’t properly stuff your throat.”

Toji’s right- he couldn’t. He also isn’t quite as big as Toji is either, in both length and girth. It also seems that the man in front of you didn’t learn to fuck from porn like your ex did. Only pushing your limits a little bit at a time and not throatfucking you from the get-go. Also making sure you’re not suffocating on him for too long.

You began to move your tongue over the vein that ran on the underside of his cock, watching in satisfaction as he throws his head back and groans. Doing it again and again and watching his face contort in pleasure.

“Shit, baby, got the sweetest fuckin’ mouth.” His voice is huskier now, almost breathy. You watch as sweat begins to lightly bead across his forehead and his hands come off of you to loosen his tie around his collar. The air becoming too thick and hot for him. You suck him off with much more passion as you get used to his size. Bobbing your head up and down his length and occasionally pulling yourself off to lick on the sensitive skin around his balls. Not paying much mind to the spit that has run from your mouth and covered the bottom half of your face.

“That’s it- hah- fuck yeah… that’s it. Gonna cum down that pretty fuckin’ throat” You kept up your ministrations, using your hand to lightly squeeze his balls as you took his full length down your throat once more. Listening as Toji’s pants became progressively more and more uneven. Only taking a few more short moments before his abs tighten and he takes in a deep inhale as he shoots his load down your throat. His leg twitching as the coil in his belly snaps. Pulling off of him to stick out your tongue and show him that you swallowed it all.

“Such a good fuckin’ girl, aren’t you?” He gripped your chin tightly and you nodded your head dumbly, fiddling with the hem of your skirt. He smiled and gestured for you to walk over to the plush, black couch he kept in his office. A guiding hand resting on your lower back as he layed you down on your stomach. He took his time running his hands from your calves all the way up to your ass, like he was trying to memorize every dip in your skin. Once he reached the hem of your skirt, he flipped it up. Gently running the palms of his hands over the smooth skin and giving the right cheek a harsh slap and soothing the sting with the very same hand that inflicted it.

“Suckin’ dick make you this wet?” Your slick had soiled your panties, smearing onto your thighs. His fingers lightly ran across the soaked fabric. You felt the couch dip under his weight as he settled behind you, feeling the fabric of his haphazardly pulled down pants and the heat of whatever skin that was exposed press into you.

“Sucking yours does.” you gasp as he pushes your panties to the side to make contact with your swollen clit. The cool air of his office hitting your soaked center makes you shiver. “You’re gentler than I thought you’d be.”

“Oh baby,” He pauses, taking his hands off of you to maneuver himself around, “you haven’t had the worst yet.”

You’re comfused until you feel the tip of his cock prodding your entrance and begin to push in. Your walls greedily sucking him in even though it felt as if he was splitting you in two.

“Tight as a fuckin’ virgin, y’gotta open up for me, girl.” His fingers rub tight circles on your clit. Using that to his advantage to thrust his cock deeper and deeper into you until he’s bottomed out. Your hips arching into him as any remnants of pain begin to wash away and are overtaken with white-hot pleasure. His hands find purchase on your hips as his thrusts begin to speed up. Going harder into you and somehow hitting you deeper each time, causing tears to spring in corners of your eyes.

“Already cryin’ on my cock and we’ve barely even started? Slut can’t handle it?” He slaps your ass again, not caring if it stings. You furiously shake your head as moans and whimpers spill from your lips. Trying your hardest to match his brutal pace with your own hips. “Oh, you think you can take control now, huh? I’d watch it, little girl.”

At first you think he pushes your face into the couch with his hand. That’s until you realize that both his hands are still on your hips and it’s actually his foot that’s found its place on the back of your head as he continues to fuck the memory of your ex out of you. Your pussy clenching down on him at the mere thought of the position.

“Like being treated like a whore don’t you? Shitty man couldn’t do it like I can.” You couldn’t respond back even if you tried. Too caught up in the feeling of being stuffed full by the most skilled man you’ve ever fucked and biggest cock you’ve ever taken. Writhing under him as the pleasure of his tip repeatedly hitting your spot over and over again was becoming almost too much.

Toji must’ve felt the way your pussy began to tighten around him or how your moans were so loud the couch wasn’t muffling them well anymore. His hand snaked around your hip and back down to your clit to rub shapes on it, bringing your closer to your peak.

“That’s right, cum on this cock baby. Hah- cum all over my fuckin’ cock.” He spoke to you through gritted teeth and the sound went straight to your core. It wasn’t long after that your back slipped into a deeper arch and your cunt clenched down on him even harder. A white ring of cream forming around the base of his dick as he worked you through your orgasm and worked himself closer to his.

“Such a good girl. You’re gonna take my cum, yeah? Gonna let me fill you up?” You nodded a quick yes, pussy still quaking from your orgasm. the only thing keeping your hips from collapsing into the couch being the vice grip of his strong hands.

The foot pressed into your head was removed and replaced by his right hand gripping your hair and pulling you up to meet his face. Looking him in the eyes for the first time since he started fucking you and seeing the beast of a man he’s become. Pupils blown, hair messy, and face sweaty as his grunts get louder, more aggressive.

“So pretty baby. You’re my good, pretty girl, right? C’mon, daddy a kiss when he cums. You’ve been so. fucking. good.” The last of his words were punctuated by rough thrusts into your heat. His heavy balls slapping against your clit so hard it was making you jump. You craned your head back even more for your lips to meet his in a sloppy, lust-filled kiss as he lets out a final rough grunt into your mouth. The familiar warmth flooding your pussy as his thrusts begin to let up.

He’s gentle with you for the first time in a while, gently resting your head back down to the couch before slowly pulling his softening dick out, tucking it back into his underwear, and smoothing your skirt back down. Rubbing a hand over the arch of your back and letting you rest on his couch as he pulls off your soiled panties and pockets them for himself. Also noticing a patch of your slick that has soiled the front of his pants and smiling as a mix of both of your releases begin to trickle out of your spent hole. Using two of his fingers to push it back in. The room is quiet for the first time in a long while. Only sound being the oscillating box fan in the corner of the room. It says quiet for a while, until you break the silence.

“Don’t even think I can remember the fucker’s name anymore.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” You turn over onto your back to face him, watching closely as he fixes his suit to the best of his ability. “Wouldn’t mind seeing you again, if you’d like.”

He turns to face you, smirking again, “Can’t say I’d hate that.”

It’s your turn to smirk at him before letting your head roll over and rest again. Consumed with the thoughts of how that was definitely the best revenge plan you ever participated in.

You’re almost drifting off until that same thought wakes you up again. Sitting up to look at Toji.

“Wait, how was any of that a revenge ploy if he didn’t even see it?” Toji smirks, fixing his tie. Not even a second later you hear a knock on his door before Toji gives the visitor permission to enter.

“You wanted to see m-“ Your ex stops mid-sentence once he sees you lounging on his employer’s couch with his cum leaking out of you. “Wait, what is she doing here?”

“Baby brought your shit by.” Toji kicks the box towards him as he pulls your panties out of his back pocket and swinging them around his index finger. “Anything else you need? Or do you just wanna watch me fuck your ex-girl again?”

[picklypickle]

- The only one -

a/n: hiii everyone!! this is my first little story, I hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it, if you want to see more of my writing feel free to send me a request!! Enjoy! ;) words: 1.9k

warnings: tiny bit of swearing, I wrote this with a fem reader, kinda jealous Melissa

When you walk into the staff room in the morning, the first person you notice is your beautiful girlfriend, sitting at her usual table, sipping her coffee with her work wife, Barb, right next to her. At first, she doesn’t notice you, being way too preoccupied by whatever story Barbara is telling. But when she does turn to you, with a frown still on her face from the conversation that was happening prior, her gaze softens and she gives you a soft smile only you can recognize as an “I love you”.

“There she is!” you hear Jacob saying from across the room “Where were you? How come you didn’t get here at the same time as Melissa? Oh no, did you guys fight?” He nervously says as he quickly makes his way over to you.

“Nooo!! No no, I was just running a little bit late so I told Mel to leave without me, thank you for your concern tho!” you laugh.

Everyone at Abbott knew you and Melissa were together, infact, they were the ones who had gotten you two together in the first place, six months ago and they were the biggest fans too. If anything ever happened between you two, your colleagues would probably be more crushed than you and your own girlfriend.

You hear the teacher’s lounge door open and turn around to see who it might be. Suddenly, one of your very close friends and fellow teacher at Abbott, Lauryn, bursts into the room with her usual smile plastered on her face. When she sees you waving, she makes her way over to you.

“Hey girl!! Such a nice day today huh?” she says.

“It is! Oh my god I love your dress!!” you exclaim as you look up and down at her outfit. She is wearing the most beautiful flower patterned dress. You make a mental note to look online for a similar one when you get home tonight.

“Thank you so much!! You know, I bet it would make that perfect ass of yours stand out, you should get one.” She says and proceeds to lick her lips.

You blush out of embarrassment. Did she forget you are with someone? Even worse, that Melissa is literally sitting not even 2 meters from where this very awkward interaction just took place and heard it? You quickly try and look at Jacob, trying to see if he heard the same thing, but unfortunately, he has already left and is talking to Gregory. You quickly glance over at your girlfriend who you can tell very well, has her fists clenched so hard and is fuming right now.

“Uh, thanks!” you try to say as normally as possible, trying to hide the confusion in your face.  “Um anyways, I really have to go, the kids are going to get here soon.” You quickly say and wave goodbye, smiling at her. You rush out of the room, wanting to get away from this whole situation as fast as possible. However, Melissa notices this weird behavior, as she is getting up to come check on you Barb sits her back down. 

“Melissa, you heard what she said, the kids will be getting here soon, she probably just wants to prepare everything.” she says “And besides i'm not done with my story yet, so sit back down.” she adds, while tugging at her sleeve to bring her back down.

When you get to your classroom, you start writing everything you need down on the board, such as the date and the kids schedule that they can rely on during the day. While you’re writing with your favouite purple dry erase marker, your mind starts to wander off. You start to think about how everyone has been telling you for weeks now that Lauryn might be in love with you, but you’ve just been denying it and shrugging it off. But now, you’re starting to wonder if it’s actually true. It’s not like you’re into Lauryn or anything, you have the best girlfriend in the world! Infact, Lauryn’s flirty comments are starting to make you feel uncomfortable, you thought she knew that you were dating Melissa…maybe she forgot?

Before you know it, the bell rings and your little kiddos are running in and hugging you like they normally do every morning. You snap out of your thoughts and start your lesson, you’ll deal with the issue eventually, but for now, all that matters is your students.

★

After lunch was your free period while your students were in gym class. Today, you preferred to avoid everyone and stay in your classroom to do some grading on the most recent test.

Just as you put a sticker on the last copy, you hear a soft knock at the door, you turn arround expecting to see Melissa but you’re met with Lauryn’s grin, holding her cellphone.

“Hey! Am I bothering you?” She asks, peeking into your classroom to see if anyone else is there.

“Nope, I just finished grading these papers.” You reply, gesturing to the stack of documents on the corner of your desk.

“Ahhh alright well, I need to show you this video, it’s so us!” She says excitedly and comes to stand next to where you’re sitting down.

You start to watch the video but quickly realise it’s dedicated to couples… you stop paying attention and focus more on the reflection of the glass of the phone, when you see Lauryn, she’s not.. looking at the video? You try to see what she’s looking at and realize that she is staring directly at your cleavage, practically drooling too. You get red. You get uncomfortable. You start to pray for her to leave or someone to wal-

Someone knocks at the door, again.

“Am I interrupting something?” You look up, recognizing the voice. 

Melissa is standing at the door, hands on her hips.

“Oh hey Melissa!” says Lauryn “You aren’t interrupting anything, I was just showing Y/N this video.” She goes to show Mel the clip.

Your girlfriend clearly also realizes the video is meant for couples and clears her throat, crossing her arms. This makes you look up at her. You can see that she’s jealous, she is part of the group of people that think Lauryn is in love with you and she is also not having it right now.

“Well, I’ll leave you two lovebirds to it!” Says Lauryn, she waves goodbye at the two of you and walks out of your classroom. Clearly she knows that you and Mel are together, so what is this all about?

You and your girlfriend stare at eachother for what feels like forever, until you decide to speak up first.

“Look I d-” You start.

“What the hell was that?” Your girlfriend cuts you off.

“Listen Melissa, I have no idea she just, ugh!” You say, being exhausted from this whole situation “Please don’t be mad, I don’t feel like fighting, I’ll talk to her later.” You finish.

“Hon,I'm not mad, heck if anything I'm jealous!” she says, uncrossing her arms and slowly walking towards you “She’s always making these comments and remarks about your body and undressing you with her eyes! I’m the only one who gets to do that here. And the worst part is, I can tell you hate it, it makes you extremely uncomfortable.” She continues, bending down infront of you and resting her hands on the armrests of your chair. You blush, she knows you perfectly.

“It does.” You say, getting more and more red. You quickly look down at her lips, unknowingly licking your own. The redhead in front of you notices.

“I know it does” she answers, bending her face down to yours, your mouths are inches away from each other “And no, i’ll be the one to do something about it.” 

You smile before kissing her softly, she kisses you back with just as much softness. After a moment, the kiss starts to turn more and more hungry. She places her hand on the back of your neck, pulling you closer. You smile into the kiss. The school bell suddenly rings, signaling that you have to go get your kids from the gym. 

You groan as you pull away from her mouth

“Fuck, I have to go get my kids at the gym! I’m so sorry Mel, I'll talk to you later!” You quickly peck her lips before exiting your class.

Melissa stays there for a moment, smiling to herself, thinking about how much she loves you. 

★

It’s the end of the day, you students have alrea dy gone home and all that’s left to do is go down to the teacher’s lounge to collect your things that you had left there. 

When you get there, you’re greeted by all your friends who are also gathering their things.

“Hey girl, did you have a good day? I didn’t see you around much?” Asks Janine, with a small frown, her face slightly coated in worry.

“Yes I had a good day, I just had a lot of grading to do and preferred to do it in my own space.” You reply reassuringly.

“Oh okay!” She smiles at you.

“Hey, uh, Y/N?” You recognize the voice, it’s Lauryn “Do you think maybe.. you’d wanna um, get drinks or something tonight?” She asks nervously.

“Uh, um” you have no idea what to say “I uh..”

Melissa, who was talking to Barb as per usual, notices you and Lauryn right away and decides that this is her time to shine, this is where this little Lauryn thing stops. 

“Hey, Lauryn?” Melissa says while approaching you from behind “Have you ever noticed in the last six months that, I don’t know, me and Y/N are dating? Or did you just think we were joking?”

“Oh! Well..” The girl in front of you says 

“Save it glasses, and save up that money for a new pair because this one isn’t working” Mel says “Now back the fuck off before I throw you down the stairs and the only drinks you’ll be getting are jello cups from the hospital” She finishes, before quickly turning around to grab her things and you by the arm and dragging you out the door.

“Oh, bye guys!!” She loudly says to everyone else in the room to make sure everyone heard.

“Bye Melissa!” Janine awkwardly says and makes her way towards Lauryn to check on her, not to comfort her, just to make sure no one ends up hating her in the future.

★

When you get to Melissa’s car, you can’t help but smile at her, and then well, laugh. You had no idea she was going to do this right then and there but she did. She joins the laughing fit after a few seconds.

“Oh how I love you!” You kiss her passionately before turning to your own car “I’ll see you at home sweetheart!” You yell at her before shutting your car door and starting your engine.

“I love you more hon, i’ll cook you your favorite pasta for dinner!” She yells back before shutting her car door as well.

With that, you both drive away to where was originally only Melissa’s house, but is now yours too, and you plan on it being for a very long time. Plus, you get to look for that new dress you want! 

[deonsx]

Seduce Them..

Feat: Dazai,Chuuya,Fyodor

Content: Smut, nsfw, teasing, handcuff

Dazai Osamu

You have been living in the same house with your boyfriend for a long time, and today, while you were resting at home and your boyfriend was at work, you thought of giving him a surprise

You went to your closet and pulled out a beautiful nightgown that you had never worn before but bought anyway It was evening quickly and osamu must not have taken his key because the ringing of the bell echoed in the house you went to the door excitedly and finally opened the door to the man you have been waiting for all day

brown orbs quickly looked at his girlfriend in front of him in a beautiful red nightgown, her hair light and radiant “My, My..” "hmm what's wrong my love? won't you come in?"

I dressed like this for him he wanted so easily it's always been easy for him and tonight, osamu looked very tired just now but now his eyes are open and he was busy staring at you "is my beautiful bella so adorned for me"

callused hands reaching for you and wrapping your arms around him first a deep kiss greeted and he quickly picked you up you could feel his grin as he bent down and left kisses on your neck

By the time she was moved into the bedroom, her trench coat and trousers had already fallen to the floor.he tug at the burgundy dress with the zipper on the back and unzip it "you're impatient" you say with a chuckle

“How can ı my beauty..?” You thought that the bruises he left on his body would be permanent in the next morning, he quickly took off his clothes and ran his hands on his waist and chest

Of course he was going to make fun of you, you gasped when he put 2 fingers in it "h-ah You again.." “How can I stop having fun with my beautiful woman, right my love?”

you felt a knot in my stomach as you kept moving your fingers "o-osamu" "sorry honey but not that fast" stopped everything

“Everything Just Begins”

Chuuya Nakahara

You messed around in your house You spent hours digging Chuuya's favorite wine He had a room for his wine collection it was a success for you to find it

You set a dinner table with the autumn before your lover came, and you wore beautiful jewelery to look beautiful to him The clock rang at night, and the door was opened with the key, and you were sitting at the table waiting for him just then. When your boyfriend comes in, his eyes search for you and he sees you at the table in a black lace nightgown holding the wine bottle in his hand “Oh.. Was this beauty made for me?” He couldn’t take his eyes off you and a slight grin appeared on his face

“My bae did you like it?” I chuckled and put on a mocking face. "I can show you yellow if you want it that much" "I want you to have your drink first" I looked at him with a curious expression on his face but it seemed like he already had an idea

Leaning towards you, he took the wine from your hand, "I'll come to the room, I'll come to you" you thought about what you could do, but do what you said you went to the room and started to wait for him

he came in with a handcuffs and what you guessed was a glass of wine "hm? what's on your mind?" "I just want you to follow my orders my love" he bent over and tied you to the bed with handcuffs he climbed on top of you kisses wrapped around your body he took off your clothes so fast that before you could tell the bites multiplied

after taking off his clothes, he took the glass of wine from the coffee table and poured it slowly on your body, shivering with its coldness "it will be fun to taste two things I love at the same time"

tied your feet to his waist with his tongue lived every drop of wine you struggled to hold back your moans "my love you gotta let me hear your voice"

“You Should Moan For Me Tonight”

Fyodor Dostoyevski

your boyfriend was going about his business as usual in his room, but now you were tired of it, he couldn't find time for you from his dark thoughts in that computer room and he wasn't one to apologize for it

it's unlikely to be called out of the room so you've decided to turn off the power tonight, make sure you've covered your bedroom with candles before executing this plan “"I'm sorry my love but you won't be able to ignore me today"

The hour has come and you went out to the garden to cut off the electricity, all the lights went out quickly, when you came back you found Fyodor sitting at the table, you didn't expect him to come so fast

"I hope you have a good excuse for that, my dear" he squinted his eyes at you, his face was illuminated by the candles placed around him while he was asking you this question, he looked at the blue dress he was wearing and thought that there was no need for an answer

"I guess I don't need to talk much honey I want to spend the night with you" Fyodor's eyes swept over his body, looking at the prepared beauty his face didn't exactly show any reaction "then you realize you're going to be punished"

in the blink of an eye you find yourself in the bedroom face down against the wall, so he unzip your dress behind you with cold hands you get rid of your clothes while you feel his breath on your neck

then he gently put you on the bed and climbed on top of you, causing you to gasp, putting his hand on your neck, blocking your breathing. "A woman turned on by that?" a slight grin appeared on your face he took his hand from your throat "you're wet my love"

“Tonight Your Everything Belongs To Me”

I hope you like it because I had fun writing it there may be some typos^^

!Request Are Open! (^_^)

[nanivinsmoke]

Touchin, Lovin….

Tashigi x Reiju x Fem!Reader

bitchhhh this gayyy asf, my kewchie pulsating while making this, jk. everything is consensual!

summary ~ the liquor makes them very slutty…

warning ~ a whole bunch of girl on girl on girl sex! multiple orgasms, strap on, scissoring, domination, alcohol, etc…

“Im going in, wish me luck!” she said after downing her dark liquid courage, before walking away from her friends at their table and over to the bar where the raven haired woman sat, adjusting her glasses.

“tequila straight? damn, girl you are dangerous. i like danger” she nearly wanted to punch herself after that corny line left her mouth, but to her surprise it got the girl to blush. “how about i order us shots of something more dangerous, so we can get fucked up together?”

as they shots with each other, they spent the time getting to know each other. the shyness from tashigi attracted y/n more to her, and as she opened her mouth to ask her to go home with her; a pink haired woman ran up to tashigi, hugging her from behind. it was clear she was intoxicated, the way her movements were almost slow and she could barely formed sentences.

“tashigi, you naughty girl! you already found someone for us~” the pink haired woman’s words caught y/n off guard. she had no idea tashigi was in a relationship, let alone an open one. “what—reiju—mmm~” she had cut herself off due to a moan all thanks to reiju massaging one of her breasts.

“since she’s too shy to ask, how about you come home what us, so we can show you how nasty this liquor makes us~” reiju moved from tashigi over to y/n, whispering in her ear. the tone of her voice and the warmness of her body caused y/n’s body to heat up. she couldn’t turn down the offer, an experience like this would change her forever. so she accepted the invite and walked out the bar with the two women, waving at her friends before she left.

at their place, y/n and reiju couldn’t keep their hands off of each other, their lips moved in sync with one another. as they were busy with their makeout session, tashigi was sitting on the opposite side of the king sized bed, face painted red, biting her lip. her glasses began to steam up as she watched them devour each other, due to her heavy breathing.

“i wonder if you taste as good as you look. what do you think?” reiju spoke about y/n, turning her attention over to the flustered raven haired woman. “well–um…” tashigi began, pushing up her glasses more on her face, while she crossed her arms to hide her nipples that were poking through her red bodycon dress.

“you’ll have to find out, but i really wanna have a taste of her” y/n spoke, turning her gaze over towards the third of their threesome. reiju smirked and crawled over to tashigi, whom gulped as she anticipated her next move. she kneeled behind her, her hands roaming across her chest, squeezing it as she went before she ripped her dress open due to the boob window she had. “reiju!”

tashigi’s breasts were perfect to y/n, the way they sat looking plump and the way her pink nipples were standing at attention aroused her even more. while reiju teased tashigi as she bickered with her, y/n made her move and began to suck on the woman’s pink nipples, catching her by surprise. she couldn’t hold back the moans that escaped her lips either, which turned y/n on more.

“look at you. you tried so hard to not show us your other side. now, let’s take these off so we can show her how slutty you can be~” reiju reached around and took off tashigi’s glasses and placed them on the nightstand. the raven haired woman couldn’t even react fast enough due to the pleasure she was receiving.

while y/n and tashigi were busy, reiju sat back against the headboard and began to play with her dripping cunt. her hands found their way towards her nipples and she began to tease it as she watched her girlfriend get pleasured. to see tashigi be dominated by someone else excited her, but she also wanted to feel the same way. an idea popped up into the pink haired woman’s head and she reached into the night stand and pulled out a light blue double sided strap on and handed it to y/n.

y/n smirked and grabbed the strap on, swiftly puttting it on before helping tashigi lie on her back; which made tashigi lock eyes with reiju’s wet pussy. reiju licked her lips and hovered over her face, before letting her lips meet tashigi’s plump one’s. she moaned as she felt her wet tongue explore her bottom half, “don’t hesitate, she likes to be fucked like a slut—fuck.~” y/n nodded and prodded at tashigi’s entrance which caused a moan to ripple against reiju’s pussy.

her wet cunt welcomed the dildo, it hugged around it and creamed as y/n moved, whom tried to fight the pleasure she was feeling on her end. the more she moved the more pleasure she felt and her hips slowly began to have a mind of its own. she pounded into tashigi, causing her legs to shake and more moans escaping reiju’s plump lips. “look how pretty it looks. she’s making a mess already~mhm.~” the strap on was now coated with their cream, making the dildo white. reiju leaned over and made out with y/n as she continued to pleasure tashigi.

“fuck! just like that—im gonna cum!~” reiju moaned out, breaking from the steamy kiss as she grinded against tashigi’s face. y/n and tashigi were right behind, their pace’s increasing along with them. the sounds of skin clapping and the wetness from tashigi’s cunt increased the pleasure, causing them all to cum right with each other. as tashigi lapped up all of reiju’s juices, her own juices flowed out freely, catching y/n by surprise.

“oh, you made her squirt! naughty girl~” reiju pulled out the dildo from tashigi’s side and lapped the fluids, tasting her girlfriend’s pussy. tashigi sat up, extremely flustered at what she just did. this was her first time squirting and she loved every second of it. she sat and watched as y/n and reiju cleaned the dildo with their mouths, making out with each other in the process, before she crawled over to them and joined them in the session.

their tongues danced against each others, their salvia dripping out their mouths and into one another’s, the need for another orgasm slowly crept onto them. reiju was the first one to pull away, a trail a spit following after her, “im a little jealous, you made her cum and not me~” reiju got in between tashigi and y/n, spreading her legs so her pussy and y/n’s were inches away from each other’s.

as their clits brushed against each other, a wave of pleasure shot through them both; causing a moan to escape y/n’s lips and reiju’s head to fall back. the wetness from their pussies helped them glide over one another, which helped reiju as she grinded faster. she got on top of y/n, grinding faster the more hornier she became. y/n’s eyes were rolling back due to the immense pleasure she was receiving. she had never felt like this before. she was in total bliss.

tashigi sat back, watching the two of them as they fucked one another. her body moved on its own as she leaned down and began to play with y/n’s asshole, catching her by surprise. the feeling that tashigi was creating for her was different, yet pleasurable. the double pleasure she was given was enough to make her against both of them. “you’re making me cum….shit!~” she let out as she came all over them. reiju was right behind her, her pace slowing down as she orgasmed as well.

their night came to an end, with the three of them cuddling one another and catching their breaths. it was a very memorable night, but it wouldn’t be the last…

[ohtobeleah]

Sixth Sense // Mickey Garcia

Summary: A freak accident occurs at the Hard Deck and Fanboy is faced with the challenge of being left to care for you, his not so official girlfriend.

Warnings: Mickey Garcia x F!reader. Hurt/Comfort. Gas explosion resulting in hearing and vision loss.

Word Count: 1.7k

Author Note: Day Three of Whumptober. Prompt I chose: Sensory Deprivation. Thank you to @ailesswhumptober for the prompt list.

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“Holy shit, what the hell was that?” It all happened so fast, so fast in fact that the explosion that ricocheted through the Hard Deck didn’t register a sound until a few seconds after the fact. 

Patrons laid strewn across the bar, ducking for cover under tables and bars. Glass from the windows had sliced unsuspecting patrons as it blew apart from the force of the blast. Food and beverages littered the floor, thrown in the panic of the moment as all inside ducked. 

“Everybody okay?” Jake Seresin stayed shielding Natasha Trace with his entire body. “Is anyone hurt?” His arms pinned her down against the hardwood floor at either side of her head. Seconds ago—they’d been arguing over a long standing disagreement over who could tie more Cherry stems with just their tongue in three minutes. Now, Phoenix had never been this close to a man she could hardly stand. 

“Yeah—we’re good!” Rooster replied as he looked around, he’d been knocked on his ass by the bast. Coyote was right beside him, as was Payback. The three of them had been indulging in a game of darts to see who could knock Hangman down a peg or two on the leaderboard. “Bob? Fanboy? You guys okay?” 

“I think we’re alright?” Bob groaned as he pushed himself up off the ground—peanuts were crushed all over the ground around him. Mickey sat back on his knees scanning the Hard Deck. He couldn’t see you. There was a small cut on the side of Mickey's face but other than an artificial flesh wound, he was relatively unscathed from the unsuspecting blast that had pummeled through the Hard Deck. 

“Anyone seen Y/n?” Fanboys eyes continued to scour the entire expanse of the Hard Deck as he rose to his feet and dusted himself off. “Yo, guys—anyone see Miss Barkeep?” 

“She was heading out back to help the gas guy change out the—“ Bob didn’t even need to finish his sentence before he’d connected the dots. “Oh god, Y/n.”

A gas explosion. 

Mickey took a few seconds to register where his best friend's mind had gone, but then he realised. In those few seconds where Fanboy couldn’t breathe he knew he couldn’t live without you before he had a chance to really have you. 

Sure, the two of you were friendly. Probably more than most friends would be. Sure, you sometimes spent the night in Mickey's bed after he’d stay back and help you shut the Hard Deck up. Sure, he spent lazy Sunday mornings with you in the kitchen making breakfast and drinking coffee more often than not. And sure, the two of you enjoyed each other’s company, blatantly flirted beyond belief and made sure to always text each other when you got home, finished work, and stole secret kisses here and there when it was just the two of you. But. You weren’t official. 

And that may have been Mickey Garcia's biggest mistake. 

“Y/n!?” There you were. “Oh my god!” Lying unconscious on the ground a few meters away from where the gas bottles were kept behind the Hard Deck. Penny kept a tight ship—they were locked behind a wire cage that made sure patrons couldn’t fuck around. Something must have gone wrong during the change over, because the gas man wasn’t too far away from you. 

“Hey—hey!?” Mickey was by your side in an instant, the second his eyes caught your body lying there—thrown away and discarded like you weren’t the most important person to him, he was by your side. “Amor? Can you hear me?” 

Rooster had already called for paramedics to attend the scene while Hangman and Phoenix had begun to do whatever they could with their advanced first aid training—using the Hard Decks first aid kit to fix small cuts and abrasions on patrons from lying shards of glass. 

“Y/n?” You had a pulse, Mickey knew that much. But you weren’t waking up. “Please—come on Amor, you gotta wake up for me.” 

“This guys dead—“ Payback calls out. Mickey's mind fills with worst case scenarios the longer you were down for. “He’s got no pulse and the back of his head’s cracked.” He’s an ex paramedic, he knows. “I'm gonna start chest compressions, see if I can bring him back, how’s the kid?” 

You weren’t just shy of Fanboys age, he was the youngest in the group after all. Top of his class, intellectually gifted enough to graduate highschool three years earlier than most ever would. But to Paybacks forty one? You were still a child, in his mind anyway. 

“She’s breathing.” Is all he says before your stirrings. “Hold on! I think she’s waking up!” There’s nothing but a ringing in your ear. A sharp high pitched buzzing that’s incessant and ear piercing. You groan at the sound as you try to blink away the clouded vision that’s plaguing your eyes. But nothing can get rid of the thick fog like blur. “Y/n—it’s me, you’re okay, I’ve got you—“  But you can’t make out who it is. You can’t hear anything but that annoying ringing that won’t go away. Your head hurts, holy shit what the hell happened? 

“I—“ You stutter out. “I can’t see.” It sends Mickey's heart racing inside his chest, even more so than it already was. “I—I can’t see—“ You can't even hear yourself talking so you just assume you’re talking far too quiet. But in reality you're screaming, screaming so loud you’re straining your neck. “I CAN'T HEAR!” 

“Hey—I’ve got you.” Mickey doesn’t know what else to do besides try and calm you while medics make their way around the Hard Deck. “I love you, yeah?” Payback hears Mickey say it before you ever do and his heart breaks. You don’t deserve this. Neither does Fanboy. “You’re gonna be alright Amor, I’m right here.” 

But all you do is cry. You can’t hear a single thing being spoken or see a single thing in front of you. All there is before you are shadows of light and darkness. Mickey's hands squeeze yours and you feel it. His signet ring—the one his Abuela brought him many moons ago. But you know in the darkness and uncertainty that it’s Mickey at your side. 

“If she’s lost senses, Mick, it's gonna be a head trauma of some sort.” Payback keeps going with his chest compressions. “Is there any sign of blood?” You squeeze Mickey's hand a little harder as he goes to pull away to check. You squeeze so hard that he can’t let go, you’re far too afraid of being left alone in the dark. “Fanboy?”

“I—I dunno, probably! She probably hit her head on the ground!” Mickey manages to wiggle free just one of his hands so he can push your hair out of your face. “Shhh—I’m right here.” He tries to soothe you once again, but your cries are just too heartbreaking. “Amor, I am right here with you—I’ve got you.” 

“Please don’t let me die here alone.” Was all you mumbled out. You didn’t know what Mickey was saying or if he was saying anything at all. The ringing was all too deafening. But when you begged him to stay, to not leave your side. Mickey's heart shattered into a million different pieces. “Please don’t leave me.” 

“I’m not going anywhere, I’m right here.” He traced your face with his fingers, just letting you know he was there with you. Your grip on his hand began to falter as you slipped into unconsciousness again, just trying to find some shelter from the ringing. “I’m right here with you.” 

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“Without the surgery your daughter might regain her vision but it’s only a slim chance Mrs Y/l/n—“ Doctor Perry spoke to the woman on the other end of your phone. Mickey had called her on your behalf from the other side of the country, she was already packing her things for the flight she’d booked to be by your side. “I’d say it’s barely twenty percent.” 

“What about with the surgery?” Mickey asked as his eyes looked over you. You looked too peaceful to be in this situation. You knew he was there just by his touch alone. He made sure you knew it was him by his ring as he ran his thumb across your palm. “What’s the odds of her getting her vision back with the surgery?” 

“Almost one hundred percent—if the surgery were to go well. If it doesn’t then she runs the risk of being permanently incapacitated for the rest of her life.” Doctor Perry was a little too blunt for Mickey's liking, but he appreciated the direct route. “She’ll regain her hearing, hopefully, her ear drums were significantly damaged in the blast but they should recover.” 

“Do the surgery.” Your mother barked on the other side of the phone. “My daughter can’t be deaf and blind—what type of future would she have then? What kind of quality of life would she have?” Mickey couldn’t take his eyes off you as you slept. It was better this way, to keep you sedated. That way you couldn’t panic. But he thought about it while the doctor droned on to your mother about the surgery, that no matter the outcome you’d have a life with him. He’d take care of you—learn how to adapt, help you with anything you ever needed. Do anything you ever needed him to do. 

A freak accident that took away two of your six senses shouldn’t be the reason your life ends. You were still alive and oh how Mickey Garcia was grateful to whatever God was on duty that day. 

“Mrs Y/ln?” Mickey interrupted as he turned the phone back his way. Your mother silenced herself mid sentence to listen to what Mickey had to say. “I know we haven’t formally met before but I just want you to know that I’ve been head over heels in love with your daughter since she served me for the first time.” He explained all the while his eyes never left your perfect face. A face he really wouldn’t mind waking up to every day. “And I know there’s a hell of a lot of uncertainty about what may come, but I just want you to know that her quality of life doesn’t diminish if her sight can’t be restored or her hearing doesn’t improve.” Mickey could feel the tears streaming down his cheeks as he squeezed your hand, and as much as he wished none of this ever happened, he knew he couldn’t leave you know. Not ever. 

“I’ve got her ma’am—“ 

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[pickett-favors-me]

Heyyy, I’m back with more storieees. Well only one but still.

Character: Newt Scamander X Fem Reader

Plot: Y/n goes home early after catching Newt and Tina kissing, but Newt follows her onto the boat.

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Warnings: none, just fluffy I think.

I saw them. Their lips connected. My heart shattered . I cleared my throat making Newt quickly move away. Tina looked confused before looking over at me. Her face immediately turning angry. She was pissed. "My boat will be sailing off in 30 minutes, so I will be leaving." I explained to them. "You're already going home?" Newt asked. I nodded as I looked him right in the eyes.

"But I thought we would be leaving together?" He asked confused. "Yeah, but I want to go home now." I answered. "Well... goodbye, Y/n." Tina said as she looked at me with a smile. I didn't answer her before walking off, making my way towards the boat I would be leaving with.

I boarded my boat and was immediately greeted by one of the workers. "A room for one?" I asked her. "Right this way..." She answered with a polite smile. "Y/n y/l/n." I told her. She lead me to an empty room. She opened the door and I saw the queen sized bed against the back wall. "Thank you." I told her with a smile. "If you need anything, you can use the phone and call down to the lobby." She told me. I nodded before she left. I let out a sigh and moved into the room, shutting the door behind me.

I sat on my bed and buried my face in my hands. I was really hoping Newt wouldn't end up with her. I was really hoping he wouldn't end up with anyone for that matter. Why did I even break it off with him in the first place? He's always treated me the way no one else had the balls to. Yet I always just stepped on him, not caring about him. But now I realized just how much I really loved him. How much I still love him. I laid down and let my body slowly slip into a sleeping state. Completely forgetting the fact that it was only 3 pm.

Newts POV

I was running all I could towards the check in. It was still open. "Oh thank merlin." I breathed out. I handed him my ticket. "What's in the luggage?" He asked not really caring. I switched the switch and put the case on the table. He opened it up, checking my stuff. "Go on." He ushered me off. I picked up my case and speed walked onto the ship.

I made my way over to the closest worker. "Hello, do you know where Y/n Y/l/n is?" I asked out of breath. "Room 112." The worker answered. I quickly made my way to the room.

I carefully opened the door. I saw her fast asleep on the bed. She was still wearing all of her clothes and was laying on her stomach. Her hair was a mess. She was a mess. I sat down beside her, wondering if I should wake her up. What even happened that wanted her to go home so soon?

I decided to wait with waking her up. I placed my case down on the ground and stepped inside. I went down into my shack and prepared two cups of tea for us. As they were done, I went back up with both cups in my hands. I placed them down on the nightstand before sitting back down on the bed beside her.

I placed my hand softly on her back as I massaged her lightly. "Y/n?" I asked lowly. She moved slightly. "Not right now, mom." She mumbled as she laid onto her side. "Darling?" I asked her. "Newt?" She asked confused without opening her eyes. "It's me." I answered her, trying to be as comforting as possible.

Her eyes shot open as she sat up abruptly. "Newt!?" She exclaimed. "Yes?" I answered her. She looked me over before standing up and taking a few steps away from me, making sure to keep her distance. "Why aren't you in New York with your girlfriend?" She asked me. It was obvious it hurt her to even think about it. "Who would my girlfriend be?" I asked her confused. I don't have a girlfriend. And if I did, y/n would be the first to know. She's the one I trust the most.

"Tina? You kissed her." She told me. Oh. "Y/n." I tried calming her down as I stood up. She took a step away. "I'm not in a relationship with her." I explained. "But you kissed her?" She asked. "She kissed me. Why do you even care so much about it?" I asked her.

"Because I do."

"Y/n, you're my best friend, I would tell you if I ever got a lover."

She kept quiet as her eyes stayed down, her head hanging slightly.

"But what if I don't want to be your friend?" Her voice was breaking slightly. My face immediately dropped. My heart sank. "What do you mean?" I asked. I can't lose her. I cannot lose Y/n. "I don't want to be your best friend. I don't want to be your friend. I want... I want what we used to have." She told me, her last few words coming out in a whisper.

"Y/n." I tried calming her down as I noticed the wet droplets making their way down her S/c cheeks. "I just... I can't handle seeing you happy with someone else... I can't handle change." She told me. "It's okay." I told her reassuringly as I stood in front of her, wrapping my arms tightly around her.

"No. It's not okay, because it's completely idiotic and egotistical. I'm only thinking about what I want and not taking your feelings into consideration. I want you to be happy, I really do, but I want it to be with me. I want to be the one making you smile. I want to be the one making you laugh." She told me. Her voice low and raspy. "Y/n, shut up." I told her, feeling my shirt get wet by her tears. "I'm sorry." She whispered into my shoulder as she wrapped her arms around me as well.

"I want you too. No I need you." I told her as I cupped her cheeks, moving her away from me just slightly. Her eyes were completely blood shot. "You're crying." Y/n said. I then noticed the wetness of my face. "So are you." I told her as I dried away her tears with my thumbs.

I looked deeply into her intoxicating e/c eyes. Before thinking, I pressed my lips down on hers. She quickly wrapped her arms around my neck as she clamped herself onto my body. I held my right arm tight around her waist as my left hand kept cupping her cheek. As our lips danced with each other, I finally felt at peace again. She was my sturdy ground. My home. And I only ever wanted to be hers. Always

[tpwkwriter]

can u pls do one where harry keeps a picture of yn in his wallet pls? and he is always reminded of how much he loves his girl and how beautiful she is

Stop😭 this is so so SO cute

———————I’ll be by your side——————————

Maintaining a relationship while being separated constantly was a slight battle, currently they were both the other-side of the world from each other and had been for a while.

There was nothing more they wanted then to just have each other in there arms again, it was the 2nd of 3rd month they were apart and though they were so close to being reunited it still felt like ages to go.

Harry always kept something from y/n as something to keep him going and to remind him why he does what he does, weather that be a beaded bracelet she made, her oversized cardigans that still had her scent on or even her hair tie around her wrist, anything that was hers Harry had a pride in.

But this time it was something different.

Two days before Harry left y/n had found her old Polaroid camera and to her shock it still work and ready for use, y/n had an idea of having almost a mini shoot with her and h.

After adorable couple pictures, Harry thought it was only right if he took a picture of his girl.

He smiled at the memory.

Y/n insisted he take a better picture but Harry declared it was perfect.

Her hair cascaded perfectly, her face radiant and glowing, her smile pretty and perfect, he was in awe of the photo he just took.

“That’s coming with me on tour” he said, a little too out loud.

“Why, incase you forget me” she playfully pouted.

“Oi, no, so I can be reminded of what gorgeous girl I’ve got at home” he truthfully answered, peeling the photo gently from the camera and placing it in his wallet from the side.

Y/n was moved from both his words and actions.

“Bubs” she whined.

Harry looked up to his glossy eyed girlfriend almost breaking his own heart, he immediately opens up his arms.

“I’m gonna miss you s’much” she said falling into his chest and letting her small tears leave her eyes.

“Baby, no don’t start This, y’know it makes me sad” he said, hiding his head into her shoulder.

Harry shook his head trying to wipe that bittersweet memory out his mind, he was currently sitting in his hotel room practically wishing the days would go a bit quicker.

He grabs his wallet off of the bedside table and located the picture he took that day and gently slid it out of the clear plastic part of this wallet.

He couldn’t believe that girl was all his, he know he would marry that girl and honestly he couldn’t wait.

He flips the image around to reveal a little message y/n had wrote: I’ll always be waiting for you H x

He’d be lying if he said he didn’t read that almost daily.

He loved her so much it almost hurt him.

With glossy eyes he puts the picture back safely and sets the wallet back down.

As if almost on que, a familiar ringtone goes off and he’s greeted with his favourite contact.

My girl🩷

He’s never pressed ‘accept’ so fast before.

“Baby oh my gosh, hi I was just gonna call you”

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[xsweetcatastrophe]

You Broke Me First

Part 26

18+ minors DNI

Author's note: I'm messing with his filming schedule. I know it's not accurate, I know there's years before these projects, I know there's stuff in between projects... but not in my world. so as john mulaney once said: get outta here with your facts.

Also, i'm aware this is short, this was originally going to be longer but I'm splitting it up.

xo

"I can't believe you don't like the ginger," Cillian said, taking his chopsticks and plucking the ginger off of Zoe's take-out container.

They were back at her apartment, changed into comfy clothes with sushi on the coffee table. The TV was on, serving just as background noise. Cillian and Zoe continued to talk about the new house, new furniture, estimated moving dates for Cillian and how ridiculous the home buying process is. Scout was sitting next to Zoe's legs, staring intently, hoping she would drop some food for him.

"I just can't wait for it to all be done, ya know? I hate living in between places and out of boxes... I just want to feel settled," Cillian said,after taking a sip of his wine.

"Hey! I'm offended," Zoe shot back. "My place isn't that bad."

Cillian put his hand on her knee and squeezed. "That's not what I mean and you know it, I'll live anywhere as long as you're there," He replied, giving her a kiss.

"Yea, yea, yea." Zoe said, taking another bite of her sushi. "What's on the agenda for tomorrow?"

Cillian sighed and sat back against the couch cushions. He took out his phone and pulled up his calendar. "A whole bunch of shit. I have to to finalize when I'm flying out to film season 6 of Peaky, I have some fittings tomorrow for it, but we fly out... I don't know.. I don't want to think about it," Cillian said, rubbing his face with his hand.

"Me neither," Zoe said, quietly.

They both were aware these shoots last anywhere from 2-3 months. They both were also aware he would be filming this in another country, while Zoe would be here. They both wanted to ignore it, maybe in hopes the problem would go away, somehow.

Another thing Zoe was ignoring, was how fast this entire "relationship" was going. She feels like it was just yesterday she was arguing with him in a bar over spiked seltzers, and now they survived a PR relationship and possibly moving in together? He never officially "asked" her to be his girlfriend. God, do people even do that anymore? It's been so long since Zoe was in a real relationship. Maybe because they're older? Is this how fast everyone moves when they're in their 30's?

"Then let's not think about it," Cillian said, leaning forward and putting his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into him.He kissed the top of her head as she sighed against him. Zoe leaned awkwardly against him, while her mind continue to race.

Fuck it, she thought. He has to leave, I'm not going to waste the couple days left I have with him dwelling on the days he won't be here.

Zoe spun her head and caught Cillian's lips by surprise. He was even more surprised when she deepened the kiss, taking her leg and swinging it over him, now straddling him.

"Woah," Cillian said, and Zoe cut him off with another kiss before he could say anything else, holding his face in her hands and grinding down her hips into his.

His hands flew to her hips, keeping her pressed tight against him, rocking her back and forth. They pulled away, Cillian panting. "I'm not sure what just happened but.. I like it," He said, hands still guiding her hips.

"Then stop talking," Zoe whispered, going in for another kiss.

Cillian stopped her with his hand on her jaw, staring at her intently. The blues in his eyes were gone, eyes dilated, staring her down intensely.

"What am I gonna do with you?" He said just above a whisper, his thumb trailing over her lips.

"I can think of a couple things," Zoe said, taking it upon herself to take his thumb in her mouth and sucking.

Cillian sucked in his breath, feeling her suck his tongue without breaking eye contact.

Zoe released his thumb with a pop, and raised her arms and hoped Cillian would take the hint. He did; he grabbed the hem of her baggy band t-shirt she wore and lifted it up over her head, throwing it to the side, leaving her in just her panties. Cillian immediately raised his knees so she would slide forward into his lap, grabbing her breasts and starting to kiss them while massaging them. Zoe arched her back into him, leaning her head back and beginning to grind her hips against him again searching for any sort of friction for the aching between her legs.

A moan escaped her mouth as he pinched her one nipple and sucked the other.

"That's it, let me hear you," Cillian mumbled against her, refusing to leave his spot on her chest. He was rock hard, and she was rubbing herself against him with just the right amount of pressure.

Cillian finally kissed up her chest, neck, jaw, finally landing back on her lips, hand flying to her hair to keep her in place while he kissed her.

"Too many clothes," She mumbled against him, shimmying herself out of his grip and off his lap to pull at the waistband of his sweatpants. After bringing them down along with his boxers to his ankles, she kneeled in front of him while remained sat on the couch.

"No," Cillian said, grabbing her elbow and pulling her into his lap. "I want to be inside you now."

Zoe smiled, standing up and resuming her position on the couch hovering on top of him. She stood up on her knees while she lined him up as he pulled her panties to the side. She slowly sunk down on him, sounds of each of them sucking in their breath filled the room along with breathy moans. Once the back of her thighs met his lap, signaling he was fully inside of her, she released a breath she didn't know she was holding. Cillian's hands found her hips, squeezing them but not moving them; he was letting her control when she began to move.

she began rocking back and forth slowly, feeling every ridge of his cock inside her. She had her hands braced on his shoulders for support as she moved her hips faster.

"So good," She moaned.

"You feel amazing," Cillian said, hands moving from her hips to her ass, supporting her rocking on his dick.

She began to move up and down, bouncing on him with his hands back on her hips guiding her.

Cillian now began to thrust up into her, meeting her as she came down on him. A loud moan escaped from Zoe, squeezing her eyes shut and biting her lip.

"That's it baby, take what you need," Cillian growled, squeezing her hips harder and thrusting harder into her. "Fuck, I can feel you squeezing around me, you like it when I talk to you like this?"

"Yes," Zoe moaned back. She was already so close to coming undone. "Please don't stop"

"I'm not gonna stop until I feel you cum around me," Cillian responded.

"You make me cum so fast," Zoe moaned, "I'm already close."

Cillian leaned back onto the couch, watching her. "You look so pretty riding me. I love watching you like this, God you're fucking perfect, you're perfect for me."

Zoe looked down to meet his gaze. Something about him staring up at her in awe, lips swollen from kissing, eyes dilated and mouth slightly parted, only turned on Zoe more.

"Fuck," Zoe moaned, bouncing faster on him. Her legs were on fire, but she didn't care. She was chasing her high, a high that Cillian could only make her see so quickly. No man has ever made her come undone as fast as he did, she was completely at his mercy.

Cillian sat back up again, "I need you to cum, Zoe," He said, kissing her. "I'm close, I need you to cum first"

"I'm so close, Cill, So close," Zoe moaned into his mouth. Cillian took his hand from her hip and trailed it down to her clit, rubbing small circles.

"Fuck!" Zoe yelled, reaching her orgasm and feeling the world crash around her.

"That's it, good girl," Cillian responded. She became limp in his lap, but he was quick to flip her over and lay her on her back on the couch, now on top of her. He continued to fuck her, now chasing his high.

"Fuck... fuck" He said, squeezing his eyes shut and finally stilling in her.

Zoe was still trying to catch her breath when Cillian lifted his head from the crook of her neck. They were covered in sweat, hair plastered to their foreheads, out of breath and tired. He leaned his forehead against hers, and sighed. Zoe took his cheek in his hand and rubbed small circles on his cheek with her thumb.

"I can't get enough of you," Cillian whispered. "You're so beautiful baby."

Zoe smiled. She didn't want this moment to end. She felt wanted, she felt desired. She felt.... loved.

"I....," She began, testing the waters. All or nothing, she thought.

Suddenly, a whine interrupted her and they both looked up to the cause of the noise.

Scout, in the corner of the room, was staring at them, probably wondering if it was now safe to come back to the couch.

"Scout, forget everything you just saw," Cillian said, sitting up and grabbing his sweatpants. Scout jumped up and darted to the front door, looking back at Cillian.

"I should take him out, come on lets go boy," He said, grabbing a hoodie and pending down to plant a kiss on Zoe's lips. "I'll meet you in bed, yeah?" He said, walking towards the door and grabbing Scout's leash. He quickly left, shutting the door behind him.

Zoe was left on the couch, partly naked, exhausted, and sweaty. She should get up and shower, she should get to bed, she should throw out the take-out containers left on the coffee table.

But she didn't.

Instead, she whispered out loud, soft enough so only she could hear:

"I love you."

tags: @lau219 @borntodiemp3 @cillianmurphyvevo @shopgirl6us

[sapphossidechick]

I convinced my friends to break up with their girlfriends and broke up with mine, who is pregnant, in order to please our parents. AITA?

I (30M) and my girlfriend (20F) have been dating for a few years. Three of my good friends (27M, 29M, 30M) were dating three of her friends (21F, 21F, 23F) and we would always hang out together.

A little background: I and my friends all come from fairly wealthy families. Our respective girlfriends are all working class, but mine is an orphan and has no family name or dowry. This didn’t matter up until about a month ago—when she got pregnant and started talking about marriage.

Reddit, our relationship has never been that serious for me, but she seems to be fully in love with me. I stalled and managed to get away without promising anything. At this point, my parents had been pressuring me to finish my studies in Paris, move back home, and marry a suitable girl. I know my friends’ parents have been doing the same.

Fast forward to last week: we all planned an outing and told our girlfriends we had a surprise for them. We took them out on a wonderful day in the park and then out to dinner at a nice restaurant.

Then I fucked up.

I was drunk, my friends were drunk, my friends’ girlfriends were drunk—basically, everyone was drunk except my girlfriend. I stood up and made quite an eloquent speech about the beauty of all the women at the table, finishing it off with a lengthy bit of prose about my girlfriend. Then I kissed her.

Or, at least, I tried. Turns out, I accidentally kissed her friend—they look very similar, see, they’re both blond.

To keep everything from blowing up, I quickly reminded them about the surprise and gathered my things to go and get it. It distracted my girlfriend quite easily—she really isn’t very smart—and my friends and I left the girls waiting at the restaurant. The surprise, they would find out, was a letter we left with the serving-boy that we instructed him to give them after an hour.

Everything went according to plan. Our parents were delighted, my friends’ girlfriends were likely devastated for a turn or two and then moved on like the fickle creatures women are, and I had gotten a cushy job as a lawyer.

I know I shouldn’t have left her with an illegitimate child like that, but I really had no choice! My parents were nagging and if word got out that I fathered a bastard, I’d never get a job. I only did what I had to do to take care of myself. I knew my friends were going to do the same sooner or later, and I figured it would be a cleaner break to do it all at once.

So Reddit, AITA here?

[luvyunjinxo]

cutie zuha who everyone thought was submissive and totally inexperienced, but one day when reader tested her limits, she showed her real self, absolutely destroying reader 🥴 becoming the mean hard dom mommy she really is 🤭

why does this sound familiar 🤨 .. anyways here it is anon (listening to newjeans while making this so I apologize if things sound funky)

Kazuha = Red Y/n = Pink (creds from that one fic I saw that had this color thing)

Everyone thinks Zuha is just a baby, not to mention her sweet innocent personality she would never hurt a soul. So you knew you had the sweetest girlfriend ever. When it came to sex she always had vanilla sex and always was gentle with you. Always reassuring you, you were safe with her.

Ugh but how much you hated it. You wanted to be degraded, humiliated and just something more rough than you usually get. Not complaining? Kind of? You just wanted something new.

You had a whole plan to be a brat, was risky, didn't know if it was gonna work, but you're trying it anyways. "Baby we have to go out, get ready now" You scoffed at her and just said "No I'm tired." Kazu gave you a confused look and just returned with a smile and said "Babe seriously we have to go now" She said while trying to pull you up.

"No Zuha I don't wanna."

"We have to. My family is expecting us baby."

You just scoffed again and made your way to the bathroom to get ready and you guys left to go to her parents house like you guys did almost every week.

After you guys got there you started acting like an immature kid again. Only laying in Zuha's bed not even spending time with her. You were surprised she kept up with it. But once it was time for dinner with her family you went out to eat with them.

"Here Y/n have some chicken!" Her mom said as she starts to pass you the plate. "No thank you." Kazuha looked at you weirdly giving you the 'wtf?' look. So she kicked your foot under the table because she knew how her mom felt about declining food.

"How about some Bulgogi?" Zuha kicked your feet again to make sure you actually accept it this time. "No I'm okay excuse me I'll use the bathroom real quick." You politely smiled and made your way to the bathroom.

"Mom I'll go check on her she doesn't seem well, okay?" Frustratingly, she stomped her way to the bathroom and just opened the door without knocking. You were just on your phone on the bathroom toilet.

"Y/n what the fuck is wrong with you today?! I tried to keep up with your bullshit but It's too much now!" This is the Kazuha you wanted.

"I don't know. I'm normal today what do you mean?".

"Shut the fuck up. Bend over."

"Excuse me?"

With that she bent you over herself and gave you a few spanks to your ass coloring it bright red, and leaving hand marks all over. Then she picked you up and put you on the bathroom counter, moving everything aside.

"Yeah you wanna act like that? Then act like it, but I'm putting you in your place princess." She took off those shorts of yours and started to spread your legs harshly. She smashed her lips against yours and started to finger you with her slender fingers in a fast pace.

You were trying so hard to not make a noise but there was yelps and cries when she started to hit your g-spot. You were gonna cum so fast but she stopped everything right when you were about to.

She edged you in that bathroom for the longest time ever and she finally stopped. She stopped everything and just left you in that bathroom saying, "Get cleaned up baby. I'll meet you at dinner again. Don't think this is over yet because it's not. Once we're home your going on the bed I don't wanna hear excuses." Fuck, you were left there all needy and you were still dripping like hell:(

[jessicaloons]

Chapter 7:

All that bloodshed, crimson clover…

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I should’ve known that Camille and I would never be friends. From day one when Charles brought her along, introducing her officially as his girlfriend. We were sitting at our table, Charles and Daniel left to get some drinks, Joris and Shima were talking away, as she scooted next to me, giving me a pretty smile when she looked around, then her expression changed.

"I know that Charles and you are like siblings, super close and whatever. But please be aware that he has now a girlfriend, so his undivided attention is on me. Not on you. And I’ve seen the little edits and posts of your so called fans… you and Charles are friends. That’s it. There is no love story behind it. So please stop being all over him, hugging him and touching him inappropriately the whole time. If that’s clear for you, I can tolerate you." she whispered it fast in my ear and before I could even say anything she smiled and gave me a side hug "I’m so excited to hear all the childhood stories you have in store from Charles!" then she laughed and I saw Charles sitting down next to her, smiling happily that his girlfriend and best friend seemingly got along pretty well. I just nodded, took the drink Daniel brought for me and jugged it down, then I grabbed his hand and dragged him onto the dance floor.

"Are you okay, Lizzie?" Daniel asked and I just nodded.

"Yeah! I just wanted to dance! So, come on! Let’s get this party started!" I answered and he just cocked an eyebrow but played along.

When the night ended and we were all sitting in the taxi back home to Charles flat I had a weird feeling in my gut. Usually I would sleep in Charles’ bed and Shima and Daniel would sleep in the guest bedroom but after Camilles little speech, it didn’t felt right. So when we arrived at his flat and I was ready for bed, I left the bathroom and grabbed a blanket from the cupboard in the hallway and snuggled into the sofa.

"What are you doing, ma belle?" Charles whispered 10 minutes later and stood in front of me "I was waiting for you and thought you got lost on your way!"

"I shouldn’t sleep in your bed anymore, Charles. You have a girlfriend now. It’s not really respectful towards her…" I mumbled and faked a yawn, eyes closed.

"I can’t let you sleep on the sofa, ma belle! That’s ridiculous! Come on!" Charles said and tried to snatch the blanket away, but I held it close to my body.

"Charles, let me sleep now! Go to bed! Good night!" I groaned and turned around, turning my back on him. I heard him leaving a minute later. And I let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding in.

"Happy Birthday, Lizzie!" Arthur yelled and hugged me close, behind him I saw Clara, his girlfriend of 5 months.

"Happy Birthday, Lizzie! Thanks for inviting me as well!" she said and we kissed cheeks.

"How couldn’t I? You’re just the sweetest and I never saw little Tutur this happy!" I said and she smiled "So, there’s the bar, try the '22' it’s the signature cocktail for tonight!" she nodded and followed Arthur towards the bar.

Next arrived Joris and Riccardo, both almost screaming their 'Happy Birthdays'. Lorenzo arrived with Pierre, right after Jamie and Jessica. I looked over and saw Daniel and Shima talking with Joris. Julia and Andrea sitting in a corner, both pregnant and exchanging the newest mum gossip. I talked to everyone, dancing a little but couldn’t stop myself from checking the clock and the entrance every couple of seconds. No sign of Charles. My heart got heavy. I was just about to get a drink when Charles arrived, alone.

"Happy Birthday, Lizzie." he said and hugged me only for a second then let go of me.

"Thanks Charlie, are you okay?" I asked him and he just nodded.

"Yeah sure, I just need a drink." he answered and with that he was gone, off to the bar.

I didn’t see Charles much the whole evening, after an hour or so Camille walked in with 2 of her friends, not even acknowledging me. As Andrea and Shima brought in my cake and everyone sang 'Happy Birthday' for me I looked around, searching for Charles, it was a tradition by now that we were fighting each other to blow out each others candles on our birthdays but he was standing in a corner, talking with Camille, not even singing. My heart stung and I felt tears in the corners of my eyes but I smiled even wider and pretended it’s because they were all singing for me, then I blew out my candles. As I opened my eyes, I made eye contact with Charles who looked at me for a second, then he looked at Camille who said something to him and he just nodded. After that she dragged him away. Worst birthday ever.

"Where’s Charles?" I asked Camille as she stood at the door with her 2 friends who only looked at me once and then walked off.

"He’s getting the car, we’re leaving. I’m feeling not that good." she just said and with that I only nodded.

"Then get well soon, Camille. Take care." I said and walked away, straight into Joris who pulled me into his side.

"If they don’t want to celebrate, more to party for us, right?" he tried to cheer me up and I smiled at him, tears threatening to fall.

"Thanks Jo." I whispered as he kissed my temple and together we walked on the dance floor.

"So what does that mean?" Charles asked and I just shrugged my shoulders as I was adjusting the mask and dropping some chips in our shopping cart "It‘s decided? You’re definitely not racing?"

"Nope, the WSeries generates not enough money to compensate for all the special guidelines and protocols that have to be followed." I sighed and he only shook his head, as Camille stepped in front of us.

"Bae? What takes you so long? Come on! We have so much to do!" her voice is loud and shrill and I’m for once happy that I have to wear a mask as I grimaced at the way she called him ‚Bae‘ and how her ring clad fingers clasped around his bizeps.

"Oh Lizzie, I hope you don’t mind, I asked Joris if you could stay tonight at his place. Charles and I want some time alone… you know it’s a bit crowded with all 3 of us at our flat!" her voice is sweet like honey as she almost whispered it to me, Charles ahead of us pushing the cart as she walked next to me.

"Yeah, sure. Have fun in your flat." I answer and put a lot of emphasis on the your, then I walked away.

I tried it with her, more than once. But whenever I tried to approach her, be nice to her, talk to her, she always showed me that she’s not interested in any kind of friendship. She and her friends told me more than once that I’m only a friend of Charles’ and that she is his main focus. In front of everyone else, especially Charles, she played the sweet girlfriend who’s oh so nice to me, but the ugly truth was: she hated me. And she made it her goal to show me just how much.

"She called it ‚our‘ flat, Jo! OUR FLAT!" I vented and Joris just shook his head, downing his glass "There are so many sweet girls out there, why her?"

"Oh Lizzie, come on you know the answer…" Joris mumbled and I looked at him confused "Nevermind… Camille kicked you out of HIS flat because they want some time alone? She’s such a liar!"

"What do you mean?" I sat up and looked at him "Spill the tea, Trouche!"

"He sent me a text a couple of minutes ago, she must’ve told him a lie…" Joris began and started to look through his phone "Here…"

"Oh wow, clever… but wait? Why did you let me stay here? What did she tell you?" I asked him and he shrugged his shoulders.

"You looked like a lost puppy, you had booze and food…" he answered and I snorted.

"So I stood in front of your door and you just let me camp out here not even questioning me what I’m doing here? Just accepting it?" he nods and I hug him "I think I like you even more than Charles!"

"Oh Lizzie, we both know that’s not true… but thanks for saying it anyway!" we both laughed "What are we watching?"

"The downfall of my career? Is that a movie?" I asked and Joris chuckled.

"No, but I just remember, have you read the news article about you? From earlier today?" Joris asked and I shook my head "It’s on BBC sports, wait I have it open on my iPad." he got up and returned a moment later with his iPad "I really hope that it will help you to get a seat!" he handed me his iPad and I started reading.

"He is so right! I really hope it opens some eyes!" Joris said as I locked the screen "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, it’s just… it’s the first time a serious and big broadcaster supports me so openly! I mean yeah sure, Sky and Co. always supported me, but they never talked about the… what did he write… injustice. They just said that I would deserve a seat but that’s it. I want to thank him. How do I do that?" I said and Joris looked through the website.

"There is a contact mail address so maybe you could send an e-mail? Or check if he has Insta?" he said and I nodded. I had to thank Andrew Benson. He was the first male journalist who tackled this issue. And he wasn’t just a journalist, he was the chief F1 writer for the BBC. His opinion would be taken serious. And that was something that I really appreciated.

"…she’s just so annoying! Why can’t she just stay in stupid Germany and drink beer and look like a bulky, fat bitch on her own. Yeah she gained so much weight over this break!Why does she always have to hang around Charles! And why is she always hugging him? Ugh I hate it! He can’t focus on his career if he always has to think about what happens with hers! He’s way to good for her, for this world!" Camille talked on the phone on the balcony as I came back from my morning run.

I quietly made my way into the guest bed room, took out my MacBook and booked the next flight from Nice to Stuttgart. In 4 hours was the departure. There were two things she was right about, as much as I hated to admit it, Charles needed to focus on his own career now and not what happens to mine, and she was also right when it came to my body, since I knew there wouldn’t be a season to drive in this year I hadn’t been super strict with my diet and also skipped one or two work out sessions. I just didn‘t thought someone would notice. Apparently I was wrong. So when I wanted to jump under the shower I took a good look in the mirror, she was more than right, I was getting bulky. I pinched the excess fat on my stomach, I sighed. I had to lose some weight, that’s for sure. With that I showered and dressed up as Charles walked into the room.

"So I was thinking we could… what are you doing?" he looked confused.

"I need to sort out what I’m doing now. I can’t just sit around, doing nothing!" I mumbled and grabbed my suitcase and opened it up.

"You sure you don’t want to stay a little longer?" Charles asked as I threw my stuff into my suitcase.

"No, Charles, it’s alright. I have to figure out what I’m doing this season and you have to start preparing for the new season and well you have…" I answered and Charles looked at me.

"What do I have?" he asked and raised an eyebrow.

"Doesn’t matter." I mumbled but Charles tucked at my wrist and made me look up to him.

"You have Camille, Charles. You should spend your time with her." I said bluntly and continued to throw my stuff into my suitcase.

"Yeah sure, she’s here sometimes, but she’s not you? And I want to spend my time with you…" he began but I clapped my hands and interrupted him.

"All done." I said and Charles just shook his head.

"You and Camille? Is there like… I don’t know, don’t you like her?" he asked and I turned away to grab my backpack.

"No, she’s nice. I’m happy for you. I don’t know, we kinda didn’t have the biggest chance to get to know each other that much, but that’s fine. She makes you happy, right? And as long as you’re happy, I’m happy!" I lied and shoved my phone into my backpack "We’ll talk later, ok? I gotta get going if I want to catch my flight!"

"You’ll be in Austria, right?" he asked and I nodded.

"Of course, Charles!" I answered and with that I hugged him, before I gave him a kiss on his cheek I stopped myself, Camilles words in the back of my mind. Charles seemed to notice my hesitation and hugged me tighter before kissing my temple.

"You know that I love you, right? No matter what?" he whispered and I could feel my throat closing up, tears stinging in my eyes. I swallowed hard and nodded.

"Sure. I love you too, Charles." I whispered back and with that I pushed myself off of him and turned around to grab my backpack and suitcase. As I got into the taxi and Charles waved me goodbye, I could feel the tears streaming down my face.

14. June 2020:

"I think you should tell Charles how she is towards you? I mean, she’s so sweet and nice! But when I heard how she talked to you?" Julia said and I just shook my head.

"He loves her, Julia. And she’s making him happy… so if that is how it is, then I’ll have to accept it." I replied and she just shrugged.

"I don’t know, Liz… maybe she is a good girlfriend to Charles, but if he knew how she’s with you? He would break up in no time!" Julia said and I shook my head.

"He’s happy, so I am too. I can take whatever she has in store for me." I answered and with that the topic was done.

"You haven’t eaten much? I thought that’s your favourite cake?" Julia asked then, glancing down at my plate, cake barely eaten.

"Stomach bug…" I said and she raised an eyebrow.

"Okay?" she looked not really convinced.

"I need to stay in shape." I sighed and Julia nodded slightly.

"Hmm ok…" she said and looked at me for a while.

Julia walked me outside, I glanced one last time at little Alex and waved Julia’s mum before we walked to my car.

"Did they made a decision yet, about next season?" Julia asked and I shook my head, watching the neighbour kids play with their football on the lawn.

"No, not yet. They say we will start next year with another season, but yeah we will see how it plays out." I answered.

"I don’t get why they won’t do this season? F1 starts next month, right?" she asked and as I nod she scoffs, I stood in front of my car and sighed.

"Yeah well, it is what it is." I shrugged and then I heard a loud engine roaring, coming our way and I turned and looked at the street, right in front of me the huge traffic sign with a circled 30, a black Mercedes with it’s blasting engine coming closer.

I turned to Julia as I saw the football of the neighbour kids rolling on the street, the younger boy running after it, not looking for cars or anything. The driver of the Mercedes was not slowing down at all, so I had to act fast and ran to grab the little boy, but in a split second the car was in front of us and I had no other choice, I scooped him up, turned my back to the car and braced myself for the impact. I closed my eyes and encased the boy in my arms, trying to shield him as good as I could. I felt a shock wave going through my body, all feelings were gone, only weightlessness and silence left. Then it changed and I heard the faint whimpering of the boy. Then another shock wave and the pain erupted through every fibre of my body. I felt myself moving and opened my eyes, but I only saw blurred outlines. With my body still moving, it felt like I was skidding across the tarmac. Then the underground changed into something more soft and my body came to a halt. I laid on my back, the trembling boy on my chest crying. I took a painful deep breath and opened my eyes.

“Are you okay? Little one?” I whispered breathlessly and he slowly turned his head up and looked at me “Can you carefully move your legs for me? And then your arms? Good job, buddy. It’s going to be okay!”

I heard the blood rushing in my ears. The throbbing pain in my head was getting worse. I felt how my hair was getting wet, some liquid trickling down the side of my head into my neck. My limbs started hurting like they were crushed. Breathing shallow, lungs feeling like they were on fire. Somewhere far away I heard someone screaming my name, my hands slipped from the boys back as I turned my head to the right. I saw the green grass around us turning redder and redder, stained with my blood, I focused on the clover, crimson droplets on the four leafs, then everything turned black.

Charles POV:

It was all over the news, even a video of it was on TikTok. I drummed with my fingers on the steering wheel, driving faster than allowed. The image of her petite frame flying through the air, skidding over the tarmac, her body on the blood soaked grass, the paramedics leaning over her lifeless body, reanimating her. It all kept playing in a loop inside of my head. I couldn’t lose her. She couldn’t be gone. I couldn’t live without her. It just was not possible.

"How is she?" my first words as I stormed into the waiting area but as I saw the look on their faces my world began to crumble, my vision getting blurry. Someone helped me sit down, but I couldn’t see who.

"She’s still in surgery. We have to wait now and have faith."

She was still in surgery? It happened almost 12 hours ago.

She looked so peaceful, so beautiful, as if she was sleeping, if it wasn’t for the tube, the cords and wires attached to her body, the bruises on her face, the bandages covering most of her body, a cast on her left hand and right leg. I held her cold hand, tracing patterns on the back of it, like I did so many times before, only this time her cheeks aren’t turning red, she’s not giggling and giving me that look that made all my insides melt. No, she felt cold, as if she wasn’t here. Her presence gone, every room she entered always lit up because of her, but I sat in a dark hospital room, sterile walls, sterile sheets, machines beeping, screens illuminating the space between us, the smell of disinfectant in the air. The last time I sat in a room like this was Dads and she was the one guiding me through it, shining like a beacon of hope. But she wasn’t here to do it again. And I had no idea how I would survive this without her. I could feel hot tears stinging in the corner of my eyes. This time I had to be the strong one, for the both of us, but how? How, when everyone I loved only left me alone? How when the only one who ever got through to me, was the one I needed to be strong for. My breathing ragged and my chest hurt when I felt a hand on my shoulder and I flinched.

"Charles? When was the last time you slept?" Marina asked quietly and I looked up, trying to stable my breathing again.

"I don’t know, when you called I got straight into the car and drove here? Since when am I here?" I am confused, my brain still lacking oxygen as I followed her look on the clock.

"Almost 24 hours! Charles, go home, have a nice shower, sleep and then come back in the morning?" she said it gently but one look in her face and I know there’s no point in arguing "Sissy is at home. It’s good for her and Liam, when they’re not alone."

I got up and hugged her tight. Then I kissed Lizzie on the forehead and left.

I stood in front of her bed, it’s unmade, typical Lizzie, 3 books in it, 2 more on her nightstand and a whole stack of books next to it. I walk to her closet where some of my clothes were stored. As I picked up the clothes I turned around and left the room and went to shower. I dressed up and left the bathroom as I saw a shadow in Lizzies door, I quietly walked around the corner and looked inside her room.

Liam climbed into her bed and snuggled Lizzie’s favourite pillow. A rainbow I won at a fair a couple of years ago for her. I quietly walked in and Liam looked at me with his big, bright blue eyes that reminded me so much of her, although Lizzie’s eyes were darker, more grey, but they were equally big and they both mastered the puppy eyes.

"Hey Buddy, what are you doing?" I sat down next to him and he crawled into my lap, hiding his face in my chest, Lizzie’s rainbow still pressed tight to his body.

"Miss her." he whispered "She reads bedtime story better than Mama…" he sobbed quietly and I hugged him tight to my chest.

"I miss her too, Buddy." I answer and could feel my shirt dampen from Liams tears.

"When Mama made fruit snack a man on the screen said that Lizzie is in crit- crit-tital coniton?" he mumbled and I held my breath "What’s that? Opa said Lizzie sleeps suuuper deep!"

"Yeah, she does, she’s super exhausted from saving that little boy, so her body needs a lot of rest, that’s why she’s sleeping suuuper deep!" I answer, although I felt my throat closing up.

"Poke her to wake up!" Liam sits up and looks at me, tear smeared face, red eyes and nose.

"That’s not so easy, Liam. We need to give her time! And then we will maybe poke her and wake her up, okay?" I said and he sighed loudly.

"OK, but I sleeps here! Smells like her!" he whispered and snuggled again back into my arms. I smiled and laid down, sending Sissy a text that Liam’s with me, after a moment my phone buzzes and she texts back,wishing us a good nights rest. I saw a text from Camille, one of a dozen she already sent me since I was here, asking when I would be back in Monaco. But I ignored it, like I ignored the other ones. For now I had to stay here.

Leaving her did not feel good, although I had to go back to Maranello for some last pre season tests, I dreaded it.

"We‘ll call you as soon as something new comes up, Charles. She would be mad if you would miss the season opener because of her, you know that!" Juergen said and I just sighed.

"Yeah, I know, she would rip my head off." I answer with a faint smile and he just nodded, before he pulled me into a hug.

"Go and make her proud!" now I just nodded and left the hospital, then I drove back home to say goodbye to Marina, Liam and Sissy.

"I’ll be back here as soon as I can, ok Buddy?" I said as I hugged him tight to my body.

"Careful on track! I don’t want you to sleep deep like Lizzie!" he whispered and I swallowed hard.

"I’ll take care, Buddy! I promise!" I answered and sat him down, then I hugged Sissy and Marina goodbye and walked up to my car. I got in, backed out of the driveway and waved one last time before I headed back to Maranello, where I was until 5 days ago.

"It’s really a shame, she’s so young!" a woman’s voice.

"I googled her, she’s a racing driver and a pretty good one as well!" another woman‘s voice.

“So she’s an athlete? God no! She will hate to adjust to a life where she practically can’t do anything athletic at all…” the first one again.

“To adjust to this new life she has to wake up first… and Dr. Friese said she most likely won’t.”

“Such a young, pretty girl. It’s really a shame.”

I could open my eyes just a crack, it was a dark room, illuminated by some screens, all loud beeping. I tried to move, but my body didn’t react. I tried to say something, but again, my body didn’t react. I started to panic and everything turned dark again.

“So what are you saying?” Dad.

“It’s been now almost 14 days, her brain showed little to no brain activity.” a male voice, probably a Doctor.

Again I could open my eyes just a crack. It’s bright in the room. The frames of Mum and Dad standing at the foot of my bed, 2 men in white opposite them.

“Is there any chance that the brain activity will increase?” Mum. Broken voice.

“I want to be honest with you, Mr. and Mr. Doetterer. The chance of your daughter waking up is less than 5 %. But even if she wakes up, she’ll be bound to machines and be bedridden. In a comatose state. I know your daughter is a very active person, her body is besides the damage brought through the accident in great shape. Some nutrients are missing a little, but as she’s a vegetarian it’s no wonder, but still really, really good” the other Doctor.

“What do you suggest?” Dad again. His voice sounded almost mechanic.

“We would advise to stop the life support. And given the excellent health of your daughter, you should consider to donate her organs. I know this sounds cruel, but with every day passing the condition of her organs gets worse and…” the first Doctor.

“I think Mr. and Mrs. Doetterer understood, why don’t you go ahead and look for the next patient?” the other one said, and the first doctor left “I’ll leave you alone. If you need anything, just push the button. I’m really sorry.”

Mum sat down on the chair to my right, I could barely saw her taking my hand, but I couldn’t feel her touch.

“Hey my pretty girl.” she whispered, tears in her eyes.

I tried to open my eyes wider, move my head, wiggle my fingers, just anything to sign them that I was still there. But my body betrayed me. The little light and sight my eyes granted me began to fade.

“My little owl, Lizzie! Please! If you’re somewhere in there, just give us a sign! Anything!” Dads voice is raw and gravelly.

I drifted off into darkness, I tried to fight it, screaming, crying, nothing happened. Silence.

“I think they will pull the plug. I mean, what else can they do?”

“Nothing, that’s the sad thing. At least her organs will safe some lifes!”

“Yeah, but because of the accident, they can’t use her lungs and spleen. Really a shame.”

“Do you know how long she’s got left?”

“The doctors try to talk to the family tomorrow, after that? A day? Two?”

“Mhhh poor girl.”

“Yes, indeed.”

My eyes a crack open in silence. Bright lights in the room. Beeping of the machines.

A door opened. Mum, Dad and the older Doctor. Mum and Dad sat down to each of my sites.

“We will need some time to prepare anyways, for the organ removal. Take your time, let everyone say their goodbyes.” He left.

“Sissy and Marcus could come today, but what about Liam and Benji? I don’t want them to see her like that?” Mums voice wavered.

My two little babies. No, I don’t want their last memory of me be like this, bedridden, tube, cables and cords covering my body. They should remember me as their aunt who always played with them, ran around and always made them laugh.

“They have to say goodbye. See her one last time.” Dad sounded mechanic again.

“Okay, then Omi later as well. Tomorrow Daniel, Shima, Andrea and Julia?” Mum again.

“What about…” Dad stopped.

“He would want to come, they all would want it, but Juergen is it a good idea? He’s been through so much already! Another loss?” Mum sounded exhausted.

“He will lose her anyways. We all will. But if we don’t give him the chance to say good bye? We can’t do that Marina! Charles would never forgive us!” Dad as well.

Then it dawned on me what he just said. Charles. No. No. No. No. Not Charles.

“But his season starts this weekend! Do you really think it’s a good idea? Him seeing her like that? And then get in the car?” Mums voice was only a whisper.

NO! He can’t see me like this! It will remind him too much of Jules. He can’t see me like this! Not him! I won’t be there to get him through another loss! No! It’s not possible. And then him driving this weekend? No! Not Charles!

“I’ll call him, I’ll explain everything and then he can decide.” Dad got up.

My mind was doing somersaults. He can’t make that call. I had to do something. Anything. Come on Lizzie. I tried to scream. As loud as I could. Tried thrashing around, sending signals through my body with just my mind. And then…

“Did you see that?” Mum is shocked.

“See? Did you hear that?” Dad was next to me in an instant “Lizzie! If you can hear me just give me a sign! Anything!”

I screamed again. Started coughing. Something was in my way.

“She’s fighting the tube!” Mum pushed the call button, no she punched it and the door opened.

“Any more questions?” the younger Doctor again, his face went through multiple emotions when he saw me fighting the tube that was down my throat, my eyes blinking, body shaking “How is that even possible?”

“She’s exhausted buddy, be careful! Don’t wake her up.” Charles’ voice was soft.

“Wanna hug her! Now!” Liam.

My mind was playing cruel tricks on me. Charles voice, together with Liam, or were they here to say their final goodbyes? That’s what Mum and Dad talked about with the doctors right? And as soon as everyone said goodbye that was it. My life would end, just by pushing some buttons. Should I be calm? Or scared? What are you supposed to feel in the moments before your death? And where are the memories of my life that should be flashing before my eyes? I slowly opened them and looked around, my room was full of flowers, Mum and Dad talked to the doctors outside the room. Sissy filled up a cup with water and stood at my left. Charles sat in the chair on my right, Liam in his lap.

“Hey Bubba! Come here! I want the biggest hug you have!” I said with a raspy voice and Charles flinched.

“You’re awake!” he exclaimed and I nodded slowly.

“I am and now I want my hug!”

He carefully lifted Liam next to me, who hugged me slowly, gave me a kiss on the cheek and then snuggled next to me in bed.

“Oh ma belle, I was so scared….” Charles whispered and kissed my forehead, eyes teary.

“We all were!” Dad walked in and he looked as bad as I felt, maybe worse. Guilt in his eyes.

Charles moved aside and Dad gave me a gentle hug and kissed my cheek, Mum followed shortly after.

“Oh my pretty, pretty girl!” she whispered and a tear escaped her eyes, eyes with the same guilt in them like Dads.

The doctor stepped inside my room and stood at the foot of my bed and looked at me.

“Hello Lizzie, I’m Dr. Friese, one of your doctors here. How do you feel? Any headaches? Dizziness? Nausea?” I shook my head and he smiled, ticking something off on my record. “So, can you tell me, what is the last thing you can remember?”

You deciding to pull the plug on me.

I swallow and looked at Mum and Dad. I already knew that they felt horrible, thinking like they’ve almost killed me, they didn’t have to know that I knew about it.

“A lot of blood on a really nice and soft lawn.” I answered and the doctor smiled, then I remembered the little boy “Wait! The little boy? What happened to him?”

“Luka Maier, had a light whiplash, some bruises, a broken wrist and a broken foot. But nothing severe, only minor injuries, he left the hospital 10 days ago. Oh and this is for you!” Dr. Friese said and handed me a drawing of a girl in a racing suit and helmet, with wings and a halo, standing next to a race car. In the right corner a little message:

Dear Lizzie, thank you for being my guardian angel and saving my life! As soon as you wake up, I hope I can give you a hug! A big one! My Mama and Papa are saying that you are a real super hero!

Thank you! Luka!

I smiled at the drawing and handed it to my sister, she put it in the drawer of the bedside table, then she took my hand and kissed the back of it. I smiled at her and she only nodded, I turned back to the doctor.

“So? How fast can I get out of here? And when can I get back in my car?” I asked and was met with silence.

“Lizzie, I’m afraid I have to tell you, that you are paralysed from your waist down. When and if the paralysis will go away is at the given time impossible to determine.” Dr. Friese looked sad as he nodded to my parents and left the room.

Liam started to squirm and Sissy scooped him up, she excused herself and said she would walk around a bit with him, then she left. I coughed, my mouth dryer as any desert. Mum took the cup of water from the night stand and handed it to me, I took it and jugged the whole cup down.

“Lizzie, listen, for now this sounds bad, but, the accident is little over 3 weeks ago. There is a lot of swelling. Give it some time and rest, then we’ll see.” Dad said and Mum nodded agreeing. I nodded as well.

“Yeah! Sure! I mean, you’re right!” I said and smiled. Mum and Dad looked relieved “ Can I eat? Like normal stuff? Or not so good?”

“We will get you something! We’re so happy your appetite is back!” they shuffled out of the room and it was only Charles left.

“How was the first race?” I asked him.

“It was good.” he replied and sat down at the edge of my bed, taking my hand in his.

“What does that mean? Did you win? Podium?” I laughed.

“P2. And now tell me what’s really going on in that pretty head of yours?” he sighed and rubbed circles around my wrist.

“If the swelling will be gone and I end up being really paralysed, Charles, I can’t do that!” I whispered and Charles looked at me.

“Ma belle, listen to me. Every step of the way, I’ll help you as much as I can! We all will! You’ll never be alone in this! I promise!” he said and smiled at me encouraging.

“But if I’m paralysed, what am I supposed to do?" I whispered and he shook his head.

"We will find a way! But for now, can we just be happy that you’re alive? I was so scared of losing you!" he said and his voice broke and he took a deep breath "The way you lay here, all cold, not moving, lifeless… and- and god I had all these flashbacks to Jules. And dad."

"I’m sorry, Charles…" I whispered and he shook his head.

"Stop! Don’t you dare apologise for what this asshole did!" he hugged me carefully and sighed into my neck "God Lizzie, I’m so happy your awake! I just.. I couldn’t think of a life without you! I was so scared to never hold you in my arms again, to never talk to you again!"

"I’m here! I’m okay… well kinda." I said quietly and Charles nodded.

"Whatever’s gonna happen from now on, you’ll never be alone!" he said and I smiled.

"I know Charlie bear!"

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Little Note:

That's it, chapter 7 is out - well… tough one. Writing it wasn’t the easiest, that’s for sure!

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The Writer - Gotham Knigths Jason Todd x reader - Part 1

Warning: I'm writting the reader as a female character because it's been a LONG time I don't write self insert, but you guys can consider the reader as gender neutral too. And there is some Arkham references haha :3 Hope you enjoy it :)

(Y/N) - Your Name

(L/N) - Last Name

Living in Gotham City is a mix of a lot of things, it can be fun, but also can be dangerous. Night crimes, gangs and thiefs, but thank God that in Gotham City there are still heroes who are willing to protect us from any danger.

I was sitting down while drinking my coffee at Pauli's Diner (Arkham Knight reference hehehe), writting something on my notebook until the waitress came serving more coffee.

"Thank you, miss Jones" you smiled at the blondie lady

"you're welcome, and please just call me Sharon, sweetie. You come here ever since you were a college student" Sharon served coffee

"times really pass so fast and I'm almost finishing my novel"

"That's why you need more coffee, and by the way, havin' a boyfriend or girlfriend?" Sharon asked with a smirk

"aah Sharon. You know that I feel awkward with these kind of relationships ever since I graduated"

"I know I know, darling. If you need something just call me. Oh, and tell your parents that I said 'hi' too"

The waitress left the table, you just needed some more minutes to finish writting, your novel it's a romance between an important angel with a human who is an apprentice of the most dangerous sorcerer on earth (yeah, it's a reference of my Mortal Kombat OCs account), and they have a chemistry between them even tho their romance is forbidden.

The angel is a hero while the human is seen as a villain by the whole society, you were about to finish your novel until some thugs entered into the diner.

"Everybody! Get down" said one thug

You quickly turned off your notebook and hide in your backpack, everyone including you got down on the ground. The big guy who was holding the gun was searching something, or better, someone. He was kicking the tables until he found you.

"found ya. You know why we are here!" said the tall thug

"I-I don't what you're talking about" you answered while stuttering

"liar. There were rumors about you, you just need to give what we want"

One of the thugs who is a female, spotted your backpack and took off your notebook

"this seems to be so important to you" the female thief said

You tried to grab your notebook back, but tall guy pulled you by your hair

"Let her go" the Red Hood has arrived, "You guys have enough courage to taunt an innocent writter"

"Get him!" the female ordered

The thugs started to fight against the Red Hood, none of them were so as skilled as the vigillante, he dodges all their punches and he used his double guns to shoot at them. He impeds the woman and he got her uncoscious. The Red Hood grabs your notebook and give back to you.

"Thank you, Red Hood" you grab your closed notebook

"you know why they were threating you?" Red Hood asked in a serious tone

"I- I have no idea, I was just minding my own business here writting my novel until these thugs came in"

"you're safe now, be careful when you're writting on your computer outside your home"

"I'll listen to your advice, thanks again, Red Hood"

And with that, the Red Hood flies away with his grappling gun, you grabbed your notebook, put it inside in yout backpack, paid Sharon for the coffee and then left the diner.

At the morning, Jason Todd, the Red Hood that saved (Y/N) last night, was helping Barbara with the breakfast.

"hmm so you saved a writter yesterday" Barbara broke the silence

"what?" Jason lifted his head towards the girl

"c'mon Jason, you saved (Y/N) (L/N) last night, a writter of my favorite romance"

"how do you know that?"

"she posted on her writting blog" Barbara showed her phone to Jason, he saw your writting blog. An official page about your books and updates, sometimes you even write about your everyday routine.

"woah, never knew she is that famous. But I don't get it-" Jason got interrupted by Dick Grayson who came along with Tim Drake

"good morning! Who's my favorite little batsiblings doing?" asked Dick with a playful tone of voice

"haha very funny, Dick" Jason elbowed Dick's arm

"you guys saw the (Y/N)'s writting blog?" asked Tim Drake showing his tablet, he is also a big fan of your romance

"yeah, Jason Todd- oh I mean, the Red Hood saved her at the Pauli's Diner yesterday at night" Barbara grabbed Jason's shoulder

"seriously, I started to get jealous of you. I always wanted her autograph" Tim pouted

Jason continued to cut the bread and his siblings noticed his serious face.

"looks like you're not in the mood today. Are you okay?" Dick asked him

"it's weird that last night instead the thugs rob the Diner, they decided to assault that innocent woman for some reason. Quite weird, right?" Jason said

Dick, Barbara and Tim looked at each other with a suspicious look

"and did she say the reason about why?" Dick asked

"no, all she said is that she was minding her damn business while writting her novel" he responds

"but do you remember what the thugs have said to her before you arrive?" Tim ask

"They said there were rumors about her and she just need to give what they wanted" Jason respond Tim's question

"hmm" Barbara thought for a minute and she went to her computer

"what are you doing?" Jason asked

"I'm trying to locate (Y/N)'s through her phone since she posts a lot by it, and you might investigate what's her business" she responded

"soooo... like a stalker?" Tim asked

"no, Tim. Not like that, but if there are rumors about her, I think it wouldn't hurt for us to investigate" Barbara chuckles

Jason sighs while scratching his head and put his hands on his hips

"alright then. Let's do this"

TO BE CONTINUED!

[wandaspetal]

An Island Made From Love

𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: Marvel/MCU

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫(𝐬)/𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩(𝐬): Wanda Maximoff x Reader, mentions of Kate Bishop x Yelena Belova (platonic), and Kate Bishop x Wanda Maximoff (platonic)

𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞: Established Relationship

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.4K+

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Mentions of death (no one actually died though I’m not heartless) , Mental breakdowns, panic attacks, mention of anxiety, depression, suicidal ideations, crying, angst with a happy ending, VERY GAY AND FLUFFY AT THE END I PROMISE

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You make your island flag in animal crossing Wanda’s crown.

𝐀𝐍: Reader uses they/them pronouns! This is very much partially based on me restarting my anch island and wondering how Wanda would react after a hard day….I’m mentally ill shush.

Wanda had been having the worst day. The team’s mission went south very fast. Hydra began implanting bombs inside their base’s so that in the case if they are ever found they can destroy the evidence of them being there. Soldiers waited outside for them with military grade weapons. The Hulk went into a fit of rage, Clint almost lost an arm and Natasha was almost crushed by rubble. Wanda was able to push herself hard enough to use her magic to make sure Natasha and her got out of the building quick enough.

They were the only ones left inside as the rest of the team fought everyone outside. After everything was said and done the ride on the quinjet back to the compound was silent. Even a small cough had an apology following suit behind it. Wanda is surprised she didn’t cry the same way Kate did as Yelena held her on the way back. The brunette simply placed a comforting hand on Kate’s back on the way home.

Wanda Maximoff had lost so many people in her life and this was another reminder of why she had to keep them out the way. The team can protect themselves. Y/n, a barista at a family owned coffee shop–one they barely work at anymore because their rich girlfriend takes care of them and Tony and the team randomly throws money and gifts their way. But that’s besides the point. The team is strong with super powers or serums or martial arts and knows how to use weapons. Y/n makes the threat that anything can be a weapon yet they ironically apologize whenever they bump into a chair, table, etc.

The mere thought of losing them the same way she almost lost half the team today nearly sent Wanda into a spiral. She convinced herself to hold on and remain strong.

Once they landed everyone was sent off to med bay, visible injury or not. Wanda had a scar on her brow and a cut on her nose and a sprained wrist. Both her arms were sore but she didn’t think that was worth mentioning. After leaving medbay she informed Jarvis to tell the team she went to see Y/n if they asked where she went.

Wanda didn’t bother driving a car, she stepped outside and immediately teleported inside Y/n’s apartment. The Sokovian wasn’t allowed to do that anymore after she scared them but she couldn’t help herself as she was on the verge of shaking from overstimulation.

“Wanda is that you?!”

“Y-Yeah!” She already felt tears coming to her eyes at hearing your voice but quickly blinked them away.

“Oh! Come look and see!!” Y/n exclaimed happily.

Wanda smiled and quickly walked pass the small foyer and to the living room. Her shoulders relaxed at the sight of her partner gazing at the TV that displayed her animal crossing game on it. She walked over and sat down on the couch.

“I restarted my island and it took like five times but I finally got villagers that aren’t ugly!” They squealed with joy.

Wanda placed her hands in her lap and smiled authentically at the screen. Y/n had already begun decorating the island and including as much villager homes as possible. There was customized pathing on the beach and grass.

“I named it Westview because you know…we said we wanted to move there.” Y/n’s voice grew quieter as their shyness increased. They shrugged. “And yeah…”

Wanda turned her head and reached out her to tuck their hair behind their ear. “That’s nice, I like it.”

Y/n blushed then cleared their throat. “Oh! Also the flag!! Look, look, look!!” They still hadn’t looked at Wanda as they could not turn their attention off the screen. Not even a bowl of the best pasta in the world could take their focus off their hyper fixation right now.

Wanda turned her head back towards the screen, still twirling their strand of hair between her two fingers. She dropped her hand at the sight of the flag that blew in the wind at the airport. It was her head piece. The one that she didn’t like at first but Y/n adored because it suited her so well. And because Y/n adored it Wanda slowly began to, too. Tony designed it for her after he heard her ranting about wanting more accessories for her costume the same way Nat and Steve did.

“I made it just for you!” They exclaimed.

“You made me a flag…with my head piece on it?” Wanda asked, her eyes glazing over with the tears she had been holding back since the mission ended.

Y/n beamed at the tv screen missing the full effect of their words. “Yeah! Because you’re my favorite person in the world and–“ They faltered and their brow furrowed with concern as they finally turned to look at the brunette. “Wanda, are you okay?” Y/n reached out and caressed her cheek with their palm as the witch begun to cry.

“I just love you…so much.” A lone tear trailed down her cheek. “You make me so happy…I-…today was awful and some of the team almost didn’t make it and it was so traumatizing and I just–” A much needed sob broke free from her mouth as she curled into Y/n’s warm embrace.

Y/n began to rock them side to side and soothingly rub their hand up and down Wanda’s back. “You’re safe now, let it all out.” Wanda sobbed harder than before, gripping on Y/n’s shirt for dear life. “I’m so sorry all of you had to go through that.” Wanda continued to cry as Y/n continued to speak.

They sat in silence until her sobs died down to sniffles and her eyes had stopped producing as much tears.

Y/n moved to pull away then stopped as Wanda whimpered. “Put your head up for me please.” Wanda complied, sitting up straight with their arms still around each other. “I love you.” Wanda felt another sob building up in her throat. “And I’m so so proud of you.” Another sob broke free but Y/n continued to speak as they wiped away Wanda’s tears. “Today was really hard and you did such a phenomenal job–yes you did.” Y/n reassured as Wanda began shaking her head. “You did a good job because you did your best.”

Wanda pulled away from their embrace, her body immediately felt the rush of cool air surrounding her. “I didn’t even tell Pietro where I was going, I just left and came straight here to you because I just felt so overstimulated and…and broken and scared.” Y/n nodded, holding their palms together. “And I know I did a great job but fuck why did my life have to be this way, I’m still here, I’m still the scared little girl who hid under a bed with her twin brother for 3 days after realizing our parents are gone and dead and…” She felt herself begin to descend into a panic and placed one hand on her chest and the other on her head. “I’m tired. I’m so tired.” She choked out.

Y/n took both Wanda’s hands in their own. “Baby, look at me, hey-” Their eyes met. “I’m right here, okay? Everything is okay now, the team is okay, your brother is okay and you are okay..you’re safe now.” Wanda blinked. Y/n brought Wanda’s hands to their chest and took a deep breath in then a deep breath out and continued this until Wanda began to follow suit.

It took five minutes until the normal color returned to Wanda’s cheeks and blood no longer felt like it was rushing to her ears. Y/n placed their hand on Wanda’s cheek, smiling as the witch sighed out of content. Wanda turned her head and kissed their hand before she spoke.

“Can you show me more of…Westview?” She asked softly while making eye contact.

“Only as long as you promise to move there with me…and also order us a pizza.” Y/n bit their lip and grinned as Wanda giggled.

“I promise.” Wanda took her phone out of her pocket and snuggled into Y/n’s side as the number for their favorite pizza place began to ring. “Extra cheese?” She hummed as Y/n kissed the top of her head.

“Sounds great.” They replied and began to decorate Westview as Wanda ordered them enough food to have leftovers for the next day.

[yigashimei]

Little something to make your day, this is a Jean x fem! reader

She is busy, very busy to the point that you have to drag her out of her office for her own good before she begins to lock herself inside

So when Lisa calls for you, you go straight to her office to check up on her before she forgets everyone around her and focus mainly on her work

Being in a relationship with her is something that feels like a dream till this day after being with her for over 3 years now

But this time it was too much to handle that it left you with dangerous question lingering in your mind

Warnings⚠️: Angst, Fluff ending

Now this is something you never expected, Lisa was in your living room the moment you woke up to make breakfast, there the witch is sitting with a cup of tea in front of her with a book

"Lisa, to what do I have the honor of having your presence in my shady home?" You asked clearly still a bit tired from the work you had to do yesterday

"Oh dear, it seems that you are tired too" she stated while simply closing her book "Yes I am- wait too?" You looked at her confused "What do you mean Lisa?" she picked the tea cup and took a small sip from it before putting it down once more and looking at your way

"Oh? I just came back from Jean's office, she was working so hard to the point that papers and files were stacked on her table and scattered to her floor" she took a sip on her tea "Did she not inform you? She was already working before the sun rose"

"That girl!" rubbing your head you went back to your room to get changed, breakfast can wait, your girlfriend cannot

After changing your clothes to your uniform you picked up your keys along with your satchel that carry your things and started to make your way towards the Knights Headquarters as fast as you can

You didn't know what came over you but when you were right in front of the door that leads to her office you knocked but did not wait for her confirmation to come in and just barged in

"Jean Gunnhildr! You have a lot to explain to me! Especially with how I found out about the activities you have been doing and without my knowledge!" your loud voice echoed in her office taking her and the people with her by surprise

Now Jean was honest but sometimes she has this thinking that she has to carry all of the burden of Mondstadt

So you as her loving and very cheerful girlfriend, you made it your routine that she eats her meals, make sure she gets rest and that she never overworked herself to death, after all you still want your girlfriend to be your wife

Now that Jean saw you she immediately knew what you mean "My flower, I had to get up early to finish my work and commissions that have been requested for me, I can't just not do it" she tried to reason but with how tired you are and adding up are some work you had to do when you get to your office to

You both just have to relax, splitting her work load can be done but you also have work on your hand so that is a no go

Suddenly a voice echoed throughout the room "If I may? I have a proposal" looking back you saw Kaeya "Whatever it is?" Jean asked, she was confused and glad that he stepped in before things could get a bit out of hand

"This better be good Kaeya" your voice was laced with annoyance, not directly toward the man at the door but to your girlfriend who was behind her desk sweating, afraid of what you might do

"The knights have prepared a special surprise for you too, it was an idea from our favorite librarian" he voiced his idea "What kind? And what about our work? If we are to leave our post who will replace us?" Jean being the workaholic she is asked

"Acting Grand Master, you don't have to worry about that, it's just one day, consider it a small vacation so both you and your lover can relax" he said with a smile plastered on his face "Besides what can be the worse that will happen if you leave the city to us just for the day and enjoy this with your lover?"

The blonde was skeptical at the blue haired man at the door step "I don't know Kaeya" hearing this broke your heart, suddenly unknown thoughts flooded your mind 'Does Jean despite the idea of having a relaxing day with me?' 'Does she not want to be with me?' ' Why does she not like the idea of going out with me?'

With these thoughts on your mind, you started to walk toward the door leaving without saying a thing, this action took both Kaeya and Jean by surprise, not only did you leave quietly in which is so out of your character, there was this strange emotion in your eyes that Jean wasn't able to decipher when you look at her before leaving

"W-what was that about?" Kaeya questioned after you left the headquarters, Jean could feel her heart breaking, 'Was she affected by what I said?' she asked herself

"Master Jean?" Kaeya called out to her surprising the blonde, looking at the man before her she then decided on what to do "Kaeya, I will take on the offer, take care of the city while Y/N and I are out, and make sure everything is taken care of, we should be back before the next shift" the blonde said, in a hurry to catch her lover who left

"Huh? Ah! Y-yes Acting Grand Master! You can count on us, and also have fun!" Kaeya shouted after the running blonde before she left the headquarters

Looking around the town was her first instinct, look for you or even just a strand of your hair was enough, but to no avail she wasn't able to catch a glimpse of your wear abouts

Deciding the next best place is your shared home, she started her trek towards her home, it was a weird feeling for her to return so early, she was mostly home very late at the night or sometimes when the sun is about to rise, rare times she does not go home at all

So walking this familiar road under the sun was something Jean can call a new experience

Arriving at the front door of her shared home, she took hold of the handle and gently pried it open after using her keys to open the lock, pushing it forward she looked around, the house was clean and cozy yet you were not there

Deciding to try her luck once more, she went up the stairs and to the door that leads to your shared bedroom, there she saw you seated at the foot of the bed, your back turned away from the blonde, you were so lost in your thoughts to notice your lover

She slowly walked towards you and notice you looking at the picture in your hands, it was the picture of when you and Jean had your first anniversary at Starsnatch Cliff

It was your favorite day, she gifted you a necklace she bought and you gifted her a pair of cross earrings, the ones she is currently wearing

She too loved that day for it was also the first time she told you that she loved you and in which you answered back with a kiss and an I love you back

Though Jean was confused, why are you looking at the picture while lost in thoughts, her mind wanders back to your expression before leaving the HQ

It was a sad look, like you were betrayed by someone, and she was very worried and wanted to know what happened thus she ran after you without any second thought

"My flower" she started to make her presence known "So this is where you went, I was looking all over town for you" her voice was shaky

She was hesitant and did her best to press the right buttons "May I know what you are thinking so hard about?" she asked yet silence was the only thing she received

Debating her next move she sigh and walked till she was in front of your seated form "I will ask once more my flower, what is bothering your mind?" she asked once more while kneeling in font of you and holding your cheek in her palm

It was a long silence before you spoke again "Do you still love me Jean?" she was caught off guard, how could a question like that linger in you thoughts

"Why ask such question that already has a permanent answer my flower?" she asked back, worry was evident in her eyes "I just thought it" you answered back

Trying to process Jean sigh and stood up pulling you with her, she took the picture from you and set it to the bedside table in your side of the bed, she pulled you back to her lap once she took your place in the bed and hugged you tightly

"I do not know what made you think that way my flower" she said and buried her head in your neck "Because in my eyes no one can ever replace you, for you are the definition of future for me" her answer made you gasp

"Thinking about it now I think I know the reason you are thinking this way" she said "I was ultimately at fault for focusing too much on my work that I have seem to forgotten about this lovely girl waiting for me at home" she smiled and caressed your cheek

"I know I have made mistakes, and I will not just promise you but also do it wholeheartedly" her face was full of determination "That for you are the only person that holds the key to my heart" she added

"I may not show it sometimes and we may not have that much of time together but I will never stop loving you" her words were warm to your ears and heart

"I will not just give you promises but also fulfill them till my dying breath" your eyes were blurry with the tears falling from them to your cheeks "I will always love you my flower, now, always and forever, pls remember that" she said and kissed you

Even with your tear stained kiss she did not pull away except pulled you in deeper, she was determined to show you her overflowing love for you

"I love you Y/N, my flower" she paused and looked at you before pulling something from under her pillow "I love you too much that I will not let you go" she continued

"I love you too much that I am willing to do everything in my power to keep you safe from harm" you saw what she was holding a red box "I will also become the happiest woman alive if you accept my promise and commitment by marrying me"

There you saw it a diamond ring inside the red box "So Y/N Y/L, will you do me the honor of becoming Y/N Gunnhildr as my wife?" she asked making more tears fall from your eyes

"Yes" you whispered "What was that my flower?" she asked not catching what you said "I said YES you dummy! I will marry you!" you basically shouted and hugged her tight that you both fall on the bed

"Really?" she asked not believing her ears at the moment "Yes Jean, I will become your wife!" your smile was contagious that small tears fell from her eyes to the soft mattress

"Thank god" she said and sat up with you, taking the ring out of its confinement and holding your hard, she smiled and looked at you before slowly inserting the ring in your hand

"Its beautiful Jean" you said with a smile "Y/N Gunnhildr, that sounds so lovely and rings music to my ears" she said with a dopey smile and kissed you once more

"I love you my fiance" she said "I love you too Jean"

This is where it ends!

I am very thank full that you all loved my stories! And Thank you for the continuous support!

-Mei

[specialagentlokitty]

Sherlock x reader - stuck with me

Married Sherlock with reader who's a bit insecure sometimes but he makes her feel happy and comforts her?. - Anon💜

Sherlock knew you signs, he knew all the tells when you were feeling uncomfortable or unhappy with yourself.

You’d avoid him.

Because your scared he’ll see the same things you see about yourself and he’ll just leave you.

Sherlock wasn’t the best at giving comforting words, so when he saw you slinking around the flat, hood up, hands stuffed into your pockets as you scurried to the kitchen.

You were in there for a few moments before you left, making you way back to the shared bedroom before the door closed again.

“Aren’t you going to talk to her?” John asked.

Sherlock looked back down at his laptop.

“No, she refuses to speak when she’s like this.” Sherlock replied.

John sighed.

“Come on Sherlock, she’s clearly feeling insecure go talk to her.”

“I’m aware she feels insecure John, but I know my girlfriend, and she will not speak to anyone right now.”

Sherlock closed his laptop and got up, grabbing his jacket he left the flat.

John had no clue where he went, but he didn’t want to leave you alone, so he stayed in the living room in case you needed anything.

Sherlock was gone for hours, and John couldn’t stay much longer, he had to go home.

An hour after John left, Sherlock came back home, a bag in his hand and he made his way straight to the bedroom.

You were fast asleep.

Sherlock set the bag on your bedside table, and he changed clothes, climbing into the bed with you.

Carefully he rolled you over into his arms, and he sat like that while he read a book.

You stirred, and woke up, feeling Sherlock’s arm wrapped tightly around you.

“Sherlock…” you mumbled.

“Look to your left.”

You sat up, rubbing your eyes as you turned to see the bag.

Curious, you took it and looked inside.

A new book by your favourite author, your favourite snacks and drink, as well as some small teddy bears of your favourite film and game characters.

You smiled as you gathered all of the teddies, placing them on to the bed and set the bag back, leaning your head back on sherlocks shoulder.

“Unfortunately for you, even if you were to be turned into the world most hideous creature, I’d still be in love with you.”

You slapped him lightly, but he knew you were smiling.

“That’s rude Sherlock.”

“It’s true.”

“Would you love me if I was a worm?”

Sherlock stopped reading, turning down to look at you looking up at him.

“Don’t be ridiculous (Y/N).”

“Would you?”

Sherlock sighed, covering your eyes.

He was smiling a little and you knew he was, because that’s when he covered your eyes, to hide the fact he was smiling.

“Of course I would you idiot.”

“Really? I’d be a worm.”

“You’d be my worm, I would build you a house and feed you everyday.”

You snickered a little and Sherlock rolled his eyes at you, leaning down to press a tender kiss to your lips before he pulled away and moved his hand from your face.

He was back to his usual look, book in his hand as he carried on reading.

“You have nothing to be insecure about (Y/N) believe me.”

You hummed a little bit and nodded your head, resting your head down in his chest and took his spare hand in yours.

You laced your fingers together and held his hand close to your chest.

“Sometimes it’s hard…”

“I’m aware, but you’re stuck with me for life now, and nothing you can say or think will get you out of this.”

You laughed a little again.

He wasn’t the best at comforting people, but he still tried in his own way to offer you words of comfort and show you he cared