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bluessmutifyplaylist · 9 months

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I heard you were opening requests right? So here’s mine!

https://www.tumblr.com/bluessmutifyplaylist/737214539832213504/separate-yandere-malleus-hubby-rook-hubby

This but with Lilia, Trey and Kalim bc I’m down bad for them-

Again, this is CONSENSUAL, but turns dubious in Lilia's. Longer scenarios because there are fewer characters.

Warnings: Yandere, Fem AFAB!Reader, Stockholm Syndrome(?), naive reader, creampie, breeding(?), unprotected sex, all characters are adults, sex with the intention of having children, mommy kink in Kalim’s, drugging in Lilia’s

Trey Clover

Even though you were two years younger than him, you basically acted as the parents of Heartslabyul. However, he refused to get into an actual relationship with you until you graduated. He may have a fantasy with you in his mind, but he wants to make sure that you actually love him. Turns out, you did, and you stayed loyal to him, writing him letters every week. He was there at your graduation, and he couldn’t help the fact that the question popped out of his mouth upon seeing you so happy to see him again. You gasped, obviously shocked, but you nodded your head as you pulled him into a kiss.

The wedding ceremony was small, but you were happy to finally be a baker’s wife. Ace and Deuce joked about how nothing changed about the two of you except for the rings because you both were still their honorary mom and dad.What stuck in your mind was them calling you mom. It felt right to you, and you brought this up to Trey, who agreed that maybe a child was in the books for the both of you.

What you didn’t expect was for him to start right then and there. He picked you up and over his shoulder as though you were a sack of flour and carried you to your shared bedroom. He tossed you onto the bed and immediately started tearing your clothes off, but instead of scaring you it made you more aroused. It didn’t take him long to put his mouth to your pussy, eating you like you were a pastry he had made.

He did not let up until you came at least once all over his face, making sure that you were wet enough to take his cock. He took his time entering, making sure that you weren’t in any pain. However, you were once a demon slayer, and taking something as big as Trey’s dick into your pussy was more pleasurable than anything. Once you moaned in pleasure, he started thrusting into you at a steady pace, going faster once it got to be too much to hold still. You were overstimulated from cumming already, but the way he looked at you with pure love in his eyes made you cum again, and he did too, sheathed deeply inside your pussy. That was not the only round that night, though.

Neither of you were surprised that you had received a positive pregnancy test about two months later, as you both were regularly sexually active without protection. However, to announce it to him, you put a bun in the oven at the bakery you both now owned. He picked you up into his arms and twirled you around, but something dark was festering in his mind. You would never be able to leave him now. Nor ever. You were his.

Kalim Al-Asim

He definitely is a delusional yandere, but it doesn’t really go further than that. He would rant to you about his desires for your shared future, forgetting to ask you what you wanted, but it was lucky that you wanted everything he wanted. You wanted to retire from being a demon slayer, and who better to spend your future with than Kalim, who proposed to you on the last day of his senior year? It wasn’t like you could go home. When you accepted, he immediately went to the Land of Scalding Sands to tell his parents, who were very excited.

Your wedding was definitely a very grand event, and your mother-in-law as well as a few sisters-in-law helped you get ready. Jamil was Kalim’s best man, and you promised your friend that he would no longer be the servant and that you wanted him to live his best life. Walking down the aisle, your really-soon-to-be husband was super excited. He had been waiting for this moment, and it was finally happening. He dipped you down into a kiss once you said “I do”, not waiting for the officiant.

That night, your husband didn’t really know what he was doing. He was a virgin, but not for long after that. You took charge, showing him how to finger you and eat your pussy, and when he made you cum for the first time, he was so happy. He was nervous about the actual intercourse, but you gently stroked him a bit before leading his tip to your entrance, getting on top of him, and sinking down.

The way he moaned ‘mommy’ nearly made you cum again, and so you started praising him, calling him your ‘good boy’ and asking him to make you an actual mommy. While he didn’t last long, he was ready to go again just a few seconds later. This man had endless stamina. You ended up on your back, as you instructed him to place your hips at a higher elevation as he continued to whimper and moan, thrusting desperately into you, cumming over and over again.

When you announce your pregnancy about 3 months later to your in-laws, all of Kalim’s siblings are excited at the prospect of having a niece or nephew, and his parents are excited to be grandparents. You weren’t even showing yet, but you and the baby were already being spoiled. No one wanted you to do anything. Mrs. Asim was there every step of the way, which was super helpful considering she had over 30 kids.

Lilia Vanrouge

Just so I don’t have to justify him getting married to someone younger than Silver, this is before Silver is even in the picture. In the war between fae and humans, you had joined their ranks despite being a human yourself. You didn’t agree with what the humans were doing, and you were stuck here, so you used your demon slayer abilities to fight under General Lilia’s command. To say he fell in love would be an understatement. No, he wanted to forever keep you to himself, and he killed anyone who wished you harm.

Despite merely courting, you gladly accepted your (rather forced) place as Silver’s mother when Lilia found him. This led to you two agreeing that you should be married a year later, and it wasn’t a very big celebration. Actually, it was the Briar Valley equivalent of going to Vegas and getting married for $20 in a drive-thru chapel. Seeing you being so motherly to the baby really woke something up in the former general.

Luckily, Baul volunteered to watch over Silver, as he seemed to do well with his grandson. So, you both quickly rushed home and started shedding clothes between passionate and messy kisses. Being as old as he was, he definitely had experience with pleasuring lovers. However, none was quite as memorable as you, as he quickly learned the signals of your body. That night was wild, as though you had taken aphrodisiacs… and he may or may not have slipped a bit into your tea at the ceremony.

Your pussy was so warm and wet, and his cock was rock hard. The moan you let out as he thrust his dick into you made his sanity snap. He immediately started pulling out just to shove himself back in, reveling in the heat between your legs, thrusting in again and again. He doesn’t know when the need to breed you came into play, but you had two orgasms by the time he came in you. It didn’t stop him from continuing, as he wasn’t overstimulated just yet.

Anyway, two months later you found out that Silver had a sibling on the way. Again, it didn’t surprise you, but Lilia was very excited about it. His darling wife was pregnant with the product of your love, and he is definitely doting on you. Don’t get me started on when you start showing and your baby bump protrudes and your breasts fill with milk. He will gladly give you massages wherever you need, and you can’t help but be a bit turned on when you see him singing Silver to sleep… leading to a lot of pregnancy sex.

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ask4mycashapp · 2 years

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fangs r hot

warnings: biting, blood, hickeys, licking, fingering, monster cock (?), riding, mirror sex, choking, begging, groping, teasing, pet names: bunny, bun, pretty, dolly, sweets.

you always knew your boyfriend had fangs, but you never really thought about them in depth.

now theyre the only thing you could think about, specifically howd they feel on your neck. youre surprised that youve never thought about them before, especially considering the fact they make lilia look awfully hotter. they add to his aesthetic, his charm.

you would be lying if you said they didnt put some... inappropriate... thoughts in your head.

as these unholy fantasies occupied your mind your boyfriend lilia stopped his rant, noticing you werent exactly listening. what lilia also noticed was your gaze, which wasnt on his eyes as it usually was, rather on his... mouth?

...oh he gets it.

youre looking at his teeth, arent you...?

instead of being scared like a normal human, instead of being scared as he thought youd be, you look to be aroused.

he wanted to laugh, youre aroused. any other human would run frightened and youre sitting pretty with your thighs clenched, trying your best to relieve the ache between your legs without him noticing.

this is why lilia chose you, youre so unpredictable. it makes you interesting, fun to play with.

but unfortunately for you, your boyfriend pays too much attention to you to not notice something like that.

"fascinated by my fangs, hm? bet you want me to bite you sooo bad, dont you bunny?"

"maybe i do, is it that obvious?"

"mhm, but dont worry ill take real good care of you, bun <3."

with that he kissed your lips before placing you onto his lap, pulling a creak from the bed. lilia positioned your back to his chest, making sure you could see the both of you in the full length mirror propped on the wall infront of you.

lilia brings his mouth down to your neck before shifting his eyes to stare at yours through the mirror, lilia smiles and bites down into your neck.

you frown at the contact, lilia treats you as if youre so fragile, youre not. so you decide to poke the bat bear,

"aww that was barely a graze, lilia. are you underestimating my strength or perhaps, losing your own?"

"thosell be your famous last words, sweets."

lilias grins goes wide as he bites again this time drawing blood, as well as a loud moan from you, followed by you grinding down hard on lilias thigh.

lilia continues his assault on your neck, though.

he bites, licks, and sucks, leaving strings of hickeys in his stead along with trickles of blood. and once theres no more room left on your neck he moves to take your shirt off and picking up where he left off. lilia gropes and pinches your tits too, he always makes sure to overstimulate you.

"mmph.. lilia i need you now," you whined out, "need your cock to stretch me out."

"patience, dolly. ill fuck you soon, need to prep ya first, mkay?"

"but i need you now-"

youre cut off by the feeling of lilias fingers slipping up your uniform skirt, into your panties and into your pretty cunt. lilia continues to thrust his fingers into you, gradually increasing his pace, while he releases his cock from the confines of his pants.

lilias cock alway makes you see stars.

his cock is a blushy pink color with black and pink scales instead of hair. its abnormally thick too, as well as being long. for comparison, when you give him handjobs your hand cant even wrap around it entirely. its a struggle to fit all 8 inches of him into you, as well.

after stretching you out, lilia never does stretch you enough so you can feel him stretch you with his cock ;), he positions you ontop of his dick and slams you down.

you scream, starting to cry and lilia relishes in every second of it. lilia coos at you, trying to distract you as he builds speed.

and it works.

your head slowly goes blank and all you can think about is lilia, his cock and how good you feel. your eyes are spun back in your head, letting the pleasure wash over you, fully entrusting yourself to your boyfriend.

lilia takes real good care of you too, just like he promised. he makes sure to hit your spongey spots in the best ways possible. he plays with your clit with one hand while the other squeezes on your throat. lilia tightens the knot in your stomach so nicely that you dont even have the chance to tell him before it snaps.

he feels your walls spasming on his dick, pushing him over the edge himself. he slams you down one more time, throwing his head back.

both of you enjoy your highs and come back down to reality. you give eachother one last passionate kiss before seperating your most intimate parts to go clean yourselves up <3.

idk if this is good or not 🤷‍♀️ just have it ig 🤲🏼.

everything ?

#lilia vanrouge x reader #lilia vanrouge x reader smut #lilia vanrouge smut #lilia x reader #lilia x reader smut #lilia smut #twst x reader #twst x reader smut #twst smut #anime x reader #anime x reader smut #anime smut #x reader #smut #cw biting #cw monster cock #cw choking

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ciaossu-imagines · 1 year

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This is a smut headcanon free space: what is your recent favorite smut headcanon about any character? :)

Wow! This is such an amazing ask, because it really does give me so much freedom to rant. I have so many smutty headcanons, so I just chose one recent, or strongly held one, for one character from each fandom!

For KHR, Skull gets really turned on by long make-out sessions and likes to drag them out. He also really likes the fact that, these make-out sessions, they leave his lipstick – his colours – all over his partner. It’s his favourite way of marking them up.

For K, Enomoto watches a lot of really fucked up hentai. Nothing with underage characters, because even the hint of that will absolutely sicken him, but some really kinky or extreme hentai tropes…he’s actually pretty chill about them now because he’s watched so much of it. He definitely has a playlist and monster fucking?? Up his alley.

For Nanbaka, Rock has a fantasy of using that Magic Shell chocolate ice cream topping in the bedroom. He really wants to pour it over his partner’s breasts, let it harden, and then he wants the fun of licking and nibbling it off…that or he wants to see if he can remove it in one whole piece so that he’ll have an edible mold of what he considers the most perfect tits in the world that he can munch away on (after he finishes ravishing them).

For Iruma-kun!, Opera really has a thing for brat-like subs.

For Bungou Stray Dogs, Fyodor…well, let’s just say that what he has in imagination, charisma, and mental stamina more than makes up for what he lacks in actual physical stamina.

For Servamp, Johannes would definitely be completely into strapping his partner down on an examination table and then running all sorts of sexual ‘tests’ on them to see what really makes them tick that way…and yes, he would be more than willing to incorporate toys into there.

For Saiyuki, Sanzo is the least picky of the main boys about his sexual partner’s physical looks but, given his nearly non-existent libido and his dislike for ninety-nine percent of people touching him, he’s the pickiest about who he has sex with overall.

For Mystic Messenger, Zen likes to throw his hair up into a ponytail or bun before sex just because it tends to get in the way…that, and a partner laying on your hair…not so much sexy as it is painful.

For Ikerev, Loki has a huge ‘marking’ kink, both giving and receiving.

For ES21, Suzuna likes to have sex while wearing her cheerleader’s uniform…and would be into roleplay.

For The Outsiders, sex with Two-Bit tends to be really goofy and fun and he actually gets really nervous if sex gets too serious and romantic.

For Ronin Warriors, Kento always grabs a snack after sex and really likes morning sex because then he gets laid, gets breakfast, and it’s the ideal start to any day, right?

For Kekkaishi, Masamori would be really into blindfolding his lover and possibly experimenting with other sensory deprivation type play on them.

For GetBackers, Shido doesn’t need any beastly form like Ban has joked…that boy is just naturally fucking hung. Biggest dick out of the whole cast of characters, to the point it’s intimidated some of his former partners. He’s careful about getting his partners used to his size though instead of just expecting them to take it all right away.

For Blush Blush, Sven can hold entire conversations during sex…not dirty talk or conversations about what’s happening, but just normal ass, run of the mill conversations.

For COTT, Odie ends up biting his lips or worrying them between his teeth a lot during sex.

For Ultimate Spider-Man, Flash gets too enthusiastic during sex sometimes and can cause accidents…he’s tumbled himself and his partner off the bed at least once.

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twofacedsystem · 1 year

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// hey this is a rant its so hard to have a conversation online about specific characters because so many people will just come in with their opinions that were not fucking asked "i think princess bubblegum is autistic!" and then some random guy comes in and says "well erm actually she is just evil and is kinda a tease and autism? no only characters that act like cinnamon bun can be autistic" like shut the actual fuck up PLEASE i just want to talk about silly FICTIONAL CHARACTERS. this actually fucking happened to me when i was talking abt how much i like PB as a character and the worst fucking part abt it is there were three guys and all of them knew fucking NOTHING about autism (which i have) and just adventure time in general

it really sucks and i really want to talk about adventure time a lot more we grew up watching it we use to try and watch it every time that it was on and i love the series so much i am actually rewatching it! its okay to have certain headcanons about a character or dislike a character or just not care about it but being a total dick is not okay and

its great when you are talking about a clip of a character to just keep in mind what situation is the character in. what information does this character not know its so easy to forget we are an outsider viewing this we know informations certain characters do not i am sorry for the rant i just am angry about the whole situation its confusing to me on why they even argued against me

#adventure time #princess bubblegum

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boywonderasnf · 8 months

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im ranting dont mind me, uh but this isnt kink related so idk do with that what you will.

but uh update, i believe i may have a case of I-want-to-be-him again... and the man in question is Dick fucking Grayson. (why did it have to be someone so buff, damnit AJ...you only have half the ass for the part😔)

and if its anything like the last time my autism did this, oh lord lots is gonna change about me physically.

i dont think it will be nearly as bad though, cause last time, i chopped off my waist length hair+got a perm, changed my gender w/ total style change to 80s dad Hawaiian shirts, switched my churchy personality to a raunchy mentally ill teenager (so basically just dropped my filter..)

i think this time it will be better cause im not a mentally ill teenager and know how to deal with The Urges slightly more

uh but this is what is on the to-do list so far:

dye hair dark blue(tehe done)

work out more/potentially figure skate??

keep fighting the urge to be a cop (you genuinely couldn't do it babe)

wear my leather jackets more (potentially make one of them nightwing themed because you have autism)

STOP DRESSING LIKE A BUM👹🫵(also achieved sorta)

erm also definitely debating cutting my hair uhm but like i can 100% still Dick Grayson my way out of this depression era with the length of hair i got now.

its very nightwing era w the bun n blue suit combo... idk im picturing like leather jacket over the nightwing suit..

i need this to be my birdflash era cause the last mf i did this bs with was Richard Tozier..

but then it took 3 years to get my stozier era and i was delusional and being manipulated/abused by a borderline n*zi so... ig not really my stozier era💀

so ya know what if dating a ginger and working out is what it takes for mediocre mental health, then by the will of Yahweh am i going to do it.

#mb the autism bug bit me really really hard this time #its not funny anymore guys i keep getting the urge to cut my hair #i think its because i wanna be seen as male again..#but thats how it starts!#then it just keeps going and eventually you end up with serious imposter syndrome #but maybe this time i can prevent that one #anyways yuh #nonsnz #dick grayson #birdflash #wally west #nonknk #ig i should maybe tag richie or IT or something idk #richie tozier #IT

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the-acid-pear · 2 months

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Had a wild and vivid dream it was me with another girl (can't remember who she was, maybe my irl friend? She was blond-ish and spoke little) and we were just, going around hypnotizing other women. Was this sexual in nature? Probably. But we just walked down the streets I in front her a few steps behind me flashing my telephone to them and they'd either get big empty eyes and walk away or just smile and shake their heads like Nah Doesn't Work On Me. It was like Halloween too I think everyone was outside on their front door and some had costumes and shit.

We walked until we reached a mall and inside the mall we got into this, toy shop? Where it was full of ppl many very kinky too. We didn't try hypnotize them but they seemed to be familiarized w whatever we were doing. There was a doll someone was holding up with a massive clit you'd even more up and down I praised it outloud. I wanted to stay here but my friend kept us walking and eventually we found a doll to buy where I also admitted I had a doll kink so this is great which, I mean I fucking guess????? Maybe????????? Not something I'd list up in the top 10 but whatever you say dream Luly. So we went to pay an the prize was 175.000 and I was like ah I don't have that much money :( so I was gonna just steal it but my friend went Nuh Uh ☝️ Wait and then the number became 153.000 so we left jolly. Again didn't give me the chance to hypnotize this one.

We kept walking and we ran into a comic/manga store w a glass full of little figurines and I was like lol wait I want to see if the hypnosis works in any of them (don't know why I thought it would thinking with my dick I guess) but suddenly my friend taps my arm and I see a mall cop stopping everyone telling them to get down and I was like attempting to walk away but my friend grabbed my arm and got on her knees so I followed suit.

He then kept yelling and screaming and I wasn't having fun bc i don't like cops and I also kept doing things you shouldn't probably like searching around in my bag (tbf he had asked for our Visas so I was like well I don't have that but I'd show my id at least in my phone). Also took off all my many rings that for some reason I had.

He then exclaimed that we were everyone going to have to give back what we took in little boxes and leave them under computer desks (guess the mall had a cyber or something) and that's when I got pissed because 153k IS A LOT OF MONEY :/ so i started ranting about how me and my friend might've done other crimes but we paid the prize for what we bought it wasn't stolen so it wasn't fair to get the same treatment and I rambled so much man just not only agreed but started venting and was like complaining about how it's because these people that the mall is coming apart and I looked down and on the ground floor it was abandoned and a cloth circle dirty and dull laid in the middle.

From there he actually took us to his home where we met his wife, a tall and lanky middle aged woman with brown hair held in a bun. She was sweet and cute. He on the other hand was very pale, fat and short. Almost entirely bald except for the sides. Stress definitely aged him more than he was old, he was wrinkly. And he was missing one eye, something that wasn't as noticeable when he was on his uniform.

From here I remember little the house was old and yellowy light brown the wife was gonna cook us a meal we found where to sit and he was just having a breakdown. He clearly wasn't good economically and he couldn't stand to lose this job. His missing eye was really upsetting for him too I remember him saying while covering that side of his face "WHERE'S PORKY'S OTHER EYE?". It was sad a little.

#luly talks #my dreams

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sometimes-i-see-stars · 1 year

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This week has been terrible. Horrific. Miserable. Monday started off not too bad. Matthew messaged me finally after days of complete silence. He was sore and overtired after trying to find places to camp each night. I got a hotel room for us so he could stay somewhere comfortable at least for the night. He was so greatful and he held me all night, it was so nice not to be alone. The next morning we had breakfast at Waffle House. I took a photo of my meal and posted it to Instagram. Some girl was harassing Matthew via text message, so it was awkward. I didn't eat much at all, but that was the plan.

We parted ways and he swore he wouldn't ghost me again. I looked forward to hearing from him but I never did. Naturally I was depressed the rest of the week.

I was doing really well staying no-contact with my ex. He kept trying to "check in" on me. He was asking questions about why I was at a hotel, how was breakfast with Jeff, etc. He naturally assumes I was with Jeff for whatever reason, even though he lives on the opposite side of the country.

He finally went absolutely ballistic, demanding to know when I'd do a pregnancy test in front of him. I caved and responded, telling him it was really up to him, because I understood how he was always "busy." He ranted and raved about how I'm the one who is always busy, talking to other guys, blah blah blah. It was such garbage nonsense, he just projects all his bad behaviors onto me. He needs to get off the drugs and sober up, but I know he never will.

On Friday I hung out with the husband of the girl he cheated on me with. We went out for drinks. 2 drinks in I was extremely drunk, but drove home anyway. I'm not at all attracted to this guy, but he's been so mistreated I thought I could at least keep him company.

Saturday afternoon he took me to lunch. I hate being forced to have food on a "date." We got sushi and I'll admit it was heavenly.

Toward the end, I received a random message from an unknown account. It was a bunch of photos. I assumed it must have been some rando from tinder, sending unsolicited dick pics, but I opened the first one anyway. It was a photo of one of the pages from my journal that Ryan had torn out. So were all the others. "I found these under his couch."

"Who the hell is this??"

It was the girl he cheated on me with. She wanted to meet me for coffee. She said Ryan would be dropping her off at Target to "exchange" kids with her husband. Ahhh, so that's why he had been in town to get lunch with me.

I waited in the Target coffee shop and saw her nervously peek around the corner at me. She came over and sat down, avoiding eye contact. She was all twitchy and making jerky movements, obviously high on meth.

She told me about how Ryan is so paranoid and always trying to start shit, which she wouldn't put up with. I stared at her blankly. Her torso was boxy and square shaped, with twiggy arms and legs sticking out. She had pockmarks all over her face, crooked eyeliner, thinning hair pulled up in a tangled, messy bun. She looked like she hadn't showered in a week. This is the girl that Ryan chose over me. I felt defeated.

"He has narcissistic personality disorder. He ruined me, changed me. I don't even know who I am anymore," I told her.

She went on about how she did love him, he had his issues but he was exciting to be around. She said he made her happy. I knew none of it was true. You don't love someone after knowing them for less than a month. She was just seeing the mask he presents to the world, but I knew it was slipping more and more. He was losing his touch. He kept it in place for at least a year when I was with him.

Then she tried to put on the facade that she was in control, he was just a pet on a leash to her. I saw through it immediately.

"You'll stay with him. You make it seem like you could leave at any moment, but I can see you're weak for him."

She seemed taken aback.

"He's like an addiction," I continued, "he's like a drug."

I told her to stop talking shit about me, she doesn't know me, all she knows is the lies Ryan has told her about me.

"He said you two were already broken up, but that you just kept showing up at his house."

"Yes, I kept showing up at his house, because I was his girlfriend! He'd spam me with messages asking when would I be off work, when was I coming over! He LIES. And so do you."

I got up to leave. She became flustered and tried to stop me.

"I don't need this shit," I muttered, and walked out the door.

I saw Ryan in his car, parked across from mine. Obviously he now knew I had been there, since my bumper sticker is pretty recognizable. His head was turned down, likely furiously texting her. I drove off and leaned on the horn as I passed, but he didn't look up.

Matthew finally contacted me tonight. After the bullshit of this week I was so relieved to hear from him. All I want is to be with him but he's a wreck and won't let me help. I feel like he doesn't care for me at all. He probably doesn't. He was my lifeline, and now that's been cut.

I am so god damn miserable and alone.

#narcissistic abuse #cheated on #feeling alone #this is miserable

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csmeaner · 2 years

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Big Skire Rant

Sorry if this sends twice. Tumblr's being a dick today.

Kid Kudos entire vibe is those kids who get mega protective of their art style or color pallets. Kid Kuntos has this weird innocent cinnamon bun cult of personality thing going on with his followers. It's fucking freaky.

Does anyone remember the poor bastard who suggested Kid maybe get a non-art job if he needed extra money and everyone acted like they were some ablist fuck? Yeah, that's the freaky cult vibes right there.

He's always "uncomfortable" or it kinda "hurts his feelings" if you get too close to cccats. So it's on you to make sure you don't ever challenge him because you're a bad person if you make someone uncomfortable or hurt their feelings, right?

He's just as bad as Densy and the Grem staff in some sense in the way he has people walking on tiptoe when it comes to his precious alien eyeball cats. Here's a screenshot of what I mean: ibb co(/)vYG3nvD.

This guy has people kissing his ass so hard that people feel like they need permission to use an aspect of cccats even if the rest looks "very, very different". I guarantee you Kid is a terror behind the scenes in his own way even if he's a few tastier flavors of shit compared to other CS people. What CS does to a mf.

Kid doesn't want that easy cash flow to go byebye which is what might happen if people could make their own alien cat without fear or if a real cccat alternative was allowed to live (Jellocats don't hit the same). It's like Scarfox all over again.

I've watched him do those expensive customs before. This mf usually QUICK. By estimate maybe $75 - $300 perhour depending on a bunch. I'm not saying Kid is rich or that artists should be poor just that he's not this innocent cinnamon bun that needs prtection and he's ripping people off because of this idiotic monopoly on the dumbest fucking things. You think he could pull those numbers if people didn't get guilted into not making him uncomfortable? No. He'd still make good money because CS but not this kind of money.

You know heart surgeons make anywhere from 150ish to 350ish perhour? Mfs out here paying heart surgeon wages for an alien cat with wings. If I could do that even for a couple days a month I would and yeah it'd probably be hard not to be a selfish kid cunt about it.

But he's still a cunt with a freaky parasocial cult of personality around him. All I hope is one day that blows up in his stupid face because mf asking for it with the way he rolls around.

#submission #skire #good fucking talk

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fetgoals · 1 year

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i want a dick so bad

not just in the horny "i want one inside me" way but in the "i want one permanently attached to me as if i was born with it" sorta way. and the way this feeling happily coexists with the "i am very comfortable having a cunt" sorta feeling is not a great combo if i want to actually have anything done about the "i need a cock" thing

welcome back, afab bottom dysphoria

#afab genderfluid/demigirl bottom dysphoria is wild #bun rants about wanting a dick #bun txt

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kqmilka · 2 years

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Closet Hook-up

SUMMARY: You and Eddie have a quickie in the janitors closet instead of going to Bio class.

GENRE: Smut

WARNING: Praise kink, spit kink, semi-public sex, oral f! receiving, no use of y/n, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, cumming in mouth, quickie, dirty talk... etc.

Mrs. Clerks class, Biology.

Oddly enough you liked Biology, not all of it, but you enjoyed learning about some of the subjects in it, like the human body, the anatomy and how it works. But you hated the tests, like that test you had last week, where you had to name all the muscles in the human body; she'd give extra credit points if you could explain their functions.

There are about 600 muscles in the human body, the three main types of muscle include skeletal, smooth and cardiac. The brain, nerves and skeletal muscles work together to cause movement – collectively known as the neuromuscular system.

You actually flunked that test. By like one mark, and it was a real pain because when you pleaded for an extra mark...

"I should've 'studied' more, is what she said to me." You snarled.

"Her pregnancy hormones are seriously up to here for me." you place your finger tips to the side of your neck, imitating a beheading. Eddie was leaning his elbow down on the table's surface, his palm resting on his cheek as he listened to your ranting. "I mean she was this super chill teacher till she got a baby fucked into her by her husband who is having an affair with her, not my problem by the way, but she's blowing that steam off on ME." You huff, "If anything, she should be doing it to her whore of a husband, I'm just trying to get through senior year and leave this shit-hole, having graduated!"

"Yeah, what a total bitch." Eddie hypes you up, his smile is contagious, you can't help but smile back. "Stop smiling like that, dork." You bite your lip in attempt to hide your smile but it wasn't working.

It was lunch time, you sat at the 'Hellfire table' (as everyone called it), next to Gareth, Eddie sat to your right. "That really sucks man, I on the other hand passed my bio test yesterday." Gareth takes a bite out of his apple, you scrunch your face at him in disbelief. "I will circumcise your balls."

"How would you even do tha-"

"Can we not talk about circumcisions and dicks at the lunch table—where I eat my meals and where I am eating right now?" Dustin cuts off. "Yeah where are my manners? Let's talk about vaginas instead!" Your eyebrows lifted up, lips forming a wide open grin. "Literally get hit by a bus." Dustin took a bite of his sandwich, you gasp dramatically, "Oh my god, I'm gonna tell mom you're being mean again."

"And I'll tell her you smoke weed."

"Touché." Eddie blurts out, amused by the banter.

"Love you too, Dusty-bun." You look down at your cola can, sensing the 'jaw-dropping' expression on Dustin's face by his sudden gasp. "I will tell mom you snuck Eddie into your room past midnight."

"You know about that?" Eddie turns his head to face Dustin.

"You'd think a 5'10" guy climbing up the roof wouldn't attract any suspicion or attention from the residents inside the house? I'm not deaf."

"Okay enough, this is starting to sound like an intervention, let it go, forgive and forget." You pucker your lips, stretching your arms across the table and reach for Jeff's candy bar, "Mars~ I love Mars bars." You cheer happily, but Jeff smacks your hand away before you could take it, "Did no one teach you that stealing is bad."

"I thought we were buddies Jeff~" You sulk, "C'mon"

"No."

"C'mon, c'mon, c'mon-"

"No, no and no!" You and Jeff stare off at each other, the tension building between you, you wanted that chocolate but Jeff wasn't backing down. But you weren't raised to be no quitter. Game on.

"Is that Jason in a pink tutu skirt?" You look to the side of Jeff, your expression widens; and just like that, you trap the fly in the... trap.

Right as he turns his head, you snatch the bar from his tray. "Yess! Idiot." You boast your victory. Flipping him off playfully and unwrapping the bar.

But just like that, lunch was over and back to class you go. You had Biology, what a coincidence. Exceptionally not looking forward to it as you have an eye to pick with Mrs. Clerks. Having ruined your Friday, she'd gonna ruin your Monday too.

And Eddie knew that, he also knew how to take the heat off you, involving his needy cock and pussy-drunk tongue.

He leaned against the locker beside yours as you took out your textbook, giving him side glances while you shoved some things back in the locker. "What do you want-"

"What? Are you implying I want something? Or is this your way of saying you want something from... me?" He traces circles on the locker, batting his eyelashes at you innocently. "Okay, you've made it even clearer that you want something, so say it." You giggle. "Wanna skip? Get high, explore each others bodies?" He asks the climactic question, to which you pause for a moment, pretending to think through your answer when deep down you both knew the answer, yet you still hesitated. "I don't know Eddie, I'm not exactly on her good girl list right now." You play with your words, biting your lip. "Fuck Mrs. Clerks, not like you'll miss out on anything important, she spends 90% of her lectures complaining about her pregnancy pains and failing love life." He leans forward, pressing his nose against yours. "Let's ditch getting high and just fuck." He looks at you, with such a soft expression, in contrast to his vulgar and needy request, he looked so cute.

You flick between looking at his eyes and lips before responding, "Okay."

So here you were, getting your pussy eaten out by your favourite metal-head boyfriend in the janitors closet.

"Fuuck-" You whimper under your breath, your hands holding Eddie in place between your legs, his tongue swirling around your vulva, teasing around your clit. Hovering his tongue over it, not enough to actually create any friction but it riled you up, made you so needy. "You want me to eat this pussy of mine and make you cum?" Your eyes meet his.

"Yess... Eddie, please." You moan, thrusting your hips upward slightly, just enough to bump the tip of his tongue on your most sensitive spot. He could've easily pulled away but he didn't, and you were so grateful he hadn't. He let you grind on his tongue, sticking it out just for you to use him for your own pleasure. But you were starting to get frustrated and impatient, needing more, needing him to take over. He knows how to make you feel ways even you can't do on your own, with your own body.

Your silent pleads were fulfilled when Eddie dove straight into your pussy, moaning and sucking on your clit, your eyebrows furrow and your lips part into a small 'o'. "Fuck- Ohmygod, just like that, keep doing that Eds-." Your whines turning him on even more. Like it couldn't get any better, oh, but it does.

"Baby, spit in my mouth." Eddie opens his mouth wider, slipping his wet tongue out further as you complied. You spit, noticing a faint whine escape his lips before he licks your pussy again. The mix of your juices, his spit, your spit—all creating the raunchiest sounds which bounced off the cramped closet's walls.

Eddie moved further down, sticking his tongue into your hole; while he motioned his head left and right, his nose flicking your clit.

Your moans grew heavier, getting closer to your climax. While Eddie indulged himself in humping your left leg, in desperation to stimulate his aching boner.

Your hands traveled down to his head, pulling at his curly hair; pressing him further against your aching cunt. He'd happily suffocate between you, he loved eating you out, tasting you and intoxicating himself in your aroma. He was a pussy-drunk man, what else was there to say?

He pauses, which makes you look down to see why he stopped. His eyes meet with yours as his breath steadies near your cunt, anticipating for what he will do next. He flattens his tongue; gliding up your wet cunt—hole to clit. Your eyes flicker and you cave into his mouth, feeling his breathing tickle at your skin.

"I want your cock Eddiee.." You whine softly.

"You don't wanna cum in my mouth?" He asks, in a teasing yet desperate way. He gives your clit one last suck before he trailed kisses all around your throbbing cunt; he takes his middle finger and slides it in you. He curls his finger upwards, hitting that spongy spot, making you jolt into him. Moans escape your lips as he thrusts his finger into you. Adding a second one in between his thrusting.

"You gonna come baby?" His mouth still lapping against your sensitive clit. "Yesss... Eddie, I'm so so close please don't stop-" You quiver, feeling your knees give in but Eddie holds you in place, "C'mon princess, cum all over me, use me."

At those words you came, feeling the knot in your stomach snap. Your back arched inwards, legs shaky and your breathing unsteady. Eddie moaned into your pussy, licking you clean, only stopping when you pushed him away. He stands up, his figure leaning into you from above, "enoughh.. Eds." You hitched, looking up at him with doe eyes. Your hand traveled down to his aching bulge as you leaned in to kiss him. You taste your own cum in the kiss, his lips glistened in your juices.

He thrusts into your hand, deepening the kiss while you jerked him through his jeans. "Mmm, I want your cock." You say into the kiss.

Which makes him grins in response, "My cock wants you too, princess." He went down to unbuckle his belt lazily, just enough to loosen it where he could let his jeans sink down. Your hand plays with the band of his boxers, making Eddie groan. "Take it out baby." He trails his kisses from your jaw to neck—leaving wet marks all over.

You do as he says, feeling his cock bounce up. You jerk him off a bit before guiding it to your needy cunt. "I'll make you cum twice." He whispers against your swollen lips, sharing the same breaths.

"Please do." You vert your eyes down, your eyebrows quirk up; biting your lip when you feel Eddie's cock press into your vagina. "Fuuck.." Eddie mutters into your neck. "Just like that, squeeze my cock just like that." he begins thrusting into you, steadying his pace throughout his adjusted thrusting. The shelf unit you were pressed on against wobbled along the rhythm of your colliding hips—tipping some cleaning supplies over.

Eddie moaned softly into your ear, hearing every little grunt, hitch and noise that came from his lips. Your arms wrapped around his neck, planting wet kisses anywhere you could. Your legs were wrapped around his waist while Eddie gave you extra support by holding your ass up with his left hand; his right reaching down for your clit.

With smooth motions he rubbed circles on your damp clitoris, sending you into a spiral of pleasure. Your grip on him tightens and your breathing becomes rapid, "F-faster, rub faster."

To that he quickens his pace on your clit, overwhelming you as you are so so close to coming it becomes unbearable. "Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck fuck, please don't stop I-I'm gonna come—I'm-" Your mind goes blank; gasping for air as you ride your orgasm out, muffling your moans into Eddie's shoulder.

He keeps going though, he's close, feeling his cock pulse inside you.

"Oh- fuuck, you feel so good princess-" His breath hitches, but your moans overlap his from the overstimulation, tears forming in your eyes as you whine on his dick. "Ohmygod—Eddie I can't take it-" Your nails scratch against his back, causing him to grunt. "Shh princess, it's okay, it's okay I'm so close, don't cry." He hushes you gently, his voice shaky and slightly whiny. You could tell he was close by how touchy and intimate he was getting, kissing up your neck all the way to your lips. Moaning into the kiss, he speeds up, creating a reaction out of you. His right hand going to caress your cheek. His eyes gazing into yours, his hair stuck to his skin as sweat formed on his forehead. "You're so beautiful sweetheart." He closed his eyes shut, eyebrows furrowed, one last thrust before he pulled out, pushing you to your knees.

Your mouth gapes open, taking his cock in as he pumps it a few times before cumming in your mouth. "Juuust like that, swallow it sweetheart." His hand caresses your face; watching you swallow his cum.

"You're so hot when you swallow my babies."

You smile in response, taking his hand to stand up from your knees. You tidy yourselves up, adjusting Eddie's belt for him which he appreciated by the cocky grin which splayed on his face.

Right on-queue the bell rung, taking this opportunity you both hurry to leave the closet. Making your way back to your locker, where Gareth stood leaning against his locker beside yours. Eyeing the both of you, "Didn't see you lovebirds in biology, what were you freaks doing?" He interrogates, his expression filled with over-dramatised suspicion.

"Calm your shit down Gareth, nothing happened." As Eddie says that, he glances over at you, giving you a wink before forwarding his attention back to Gareth, leaving you to prepare for next period.

You bite your lip, reminiscing of the events that happened just minutes before.

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie my beloved #eddie stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fanfic #smut #eddie munson smut #stranger things smut #semi public sex #praise #no use of y/n

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dabilovesme · 3 years

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Husband!Aizawa headcanons

Pairings: Husband!Aizawa x black!fem!reader

Warnings: fluff, suggestive themes, smut

A/n: I’m trying to be consistent with posting so shut up

-to be completely honest, he ain’t even know how he bagged you, but he’s utterly happy that he did, even his students notice his mood change, from a scowl that they see basically everyday to a bright smile when he sees you, it’s almost foreign to them to see him smile but they don’t ask any questions cuz they don’t wanna be wrapped in his bindings, but most of the class had to be due to the very noticeable inappropriate stares you’d get (especially from mineta’s creepy ass)

-He loves waking up to your beautiful figure, he even opens the curtains just to see your skin glow, he’d lay there until you wake up just so he can receive the morning kisses you give him, they give him fuel for the day. If it’s his day off, he’d get up and make you breakfast, hair in a low man bun, shirtless, wearing sweatpants low to his v lines and has on a apron with 2 kittens on it. He’s such a beauty

-He wants to go shopping with you all of the time, whether it’s for clothes, the house, or even for groceries, he just loves the bonding moments that happens while doing so

-Adores to hear you rant, the constant sound of your voice is like a angel in his ears, he’s also an amazing listener , never missing a single detail that falls from your lips. He rants about his day also, especially if it was a stressful day, he’d rant while laying on top of you, your fingers gliding across his scalp, easing his headache, sometimes he accidental dozes off to the sensation and you just continue to do it to him until you doze off as well

- loves your different hairstyles and colors, it’s so unique and beautiful to him. He loves the long slightly messy faux locs you get, especially the jewelry you put on em. His heart warms so much when you put them up in the half up n half down style he does all the time.

-The food you cook? Immaculate. He knows that when you moved to Japan, it’d be hard to cook and learn new dishes so he let you cook whatever your heart desires and that was an amazing choice. The baked Mac n Cheese, the Collard greens, the yams, chicken, everything is just so delicious , you lucky if you have enough to get a 2nd plate cuz mans just be goin at it and doesn’t even realize he ate most of the food but you let it slide since you love him so much

-his dates are simple but amazing, y’all would do napping dates which is basically watching scary movies while cuddling and eating snacks. He also likes to go to cafés and chat while eating strawberry muffins and coffee. He adores all his time with you

NSWF

-Whew

-He’s one of those ppl that you’d never expect to be freaky, like at all

- he loves to use his bindings on you, looking at you trying to squirm away while he’s deep into your cervix, he also binds your legs wide open if you try to hide his the pretty brown cunt from him. “Don’t get shy on me baby, show me everything” if he could, he’d stare n play with your pussy all day

- his favorite position to put you in is the mating press, knees on the side of your face, feet dangling in the air, while his hands has a firm grip on your thighs, pushing them down on the mattress as he fucks you slowly and deeply, strings of your arousal connecting with his hips as he slowly thrusts into your warm slick walls

- he craves for eye contact while making love to you, it’s like time stopped and it’s only you and him in the world, his dark low gaze burning with love and lust, even tho his gaze is low, you can still notice the way his pupils are extremely dilated, so are yours

- sleepy sex is a must, both of you would be laying down n cuddling and you’d start lazily grind your ass against his crotch, which gives his the sign to pull his dick out of his pants and pull your shorts down, he’d slowly slip into your hot slick walls and thrust into you, grunts and low moans leaving his lips as he lazily fucks you into an oblivion. Your breathy n broken moans just turns him on even more so he goes just a little harder to chase both of your highs and you both release with loud moans and trembling bodies. He doesn’t even move, he’d stay there and let you cockwarm him till the morning , you guys just can’t get enough of eachother <3

Hey my pretties, sorry this isn’t long but be grateful🙄

My beautiful fairies🧚🏾‍♀️- @emonaculate @riozakii @tenyaiidasslut @thicksimpx @yo-nn @pervysenpaix @plussizeficchick @presidentmonica @angwritez @aizawasbrazybaby @sexy-lil-nugget @sintiva @dejwrites @gabzlovesu @luna-indigoduh @luffysthickwaifu @zu-ku @xogabbiexo @blkchxrryblyss @bookwormsenpai @bumbleblackbee @boredandelusive @nasty-quillz @misss-chrisss

#mha x reader #mha x black!fem!reader #mha x black!reader #aizawa shouta #aizawa x black!reader #aizawa x black!fem!reader #aizawa x reader #mha x black reader

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leedosbunnyboy · 3 years

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Okay Thank you! I’m craving angst/comfort so Oikawa and Sugawara in a friends with benefits situation with reader with 35 (Why are you crying?). Just reader falling in love with them and thinking they don’t return the feelings! You can do whatever else. You’re also like the only person I can see doing this so I’ll probably give more prompts if that’s okay with you?

Thank you for having so much faith in me :,) I hope I could give your request justice and I would love if you would request more!

Prompt game here

Warning(s): Penetrative sex, threesome, unprotected sex (suit up boys)

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"Good boy." Oikawa purred as you bounced up and down on his dick. Your own member being taken care of by Sugawara's hand.

"You're leaking so much baby." Sugawara smirked as your cock continued to leak on his hand, your climax very obviously close.

"I-I'm gonna cum!" You moaned as Suga's hand sped up.

"Cum (M/n)." Oikawa whispered which brought you over the edge.

You released all over Oikawa's chest and Sugawara's hand. Oikawa gripped onto your hips tighter as he also came, his cum painting your insides a pretty white.

You collapsed into Suga's arm as you panted to try to catch your breath.

"Someone's tired out." He laughed as he carried you to the bathroom.

"I'll be heading out. Thank you (M/n), you really took a load off." Oikawa said as he got himself cleaned and dressed up.

"Glad I could help." You croaked out as Suga submerged you in the water.

Oikawa left soon after as Suga stayed a little while longer to set you out some clothes and clean up your bedsheets.

"Hey (M/n), is there anything else you need before I head out as well?" Suga asked from your room.

"I'll be fine Suga." You yelled back.

You heard him gather his stuff followed by the sound of your front door closing.

A sigh left your lips as you sunk deeper into the bath. "'No feeling attached' they said. 'Don't fall in love' they said." You ranted to no one as you felt your heart ache.

You washed yourself up, got dressed, and lay on your bed staring at the ceiling.

You continued to think about your last session with Suga and Oikawa, your heart fluttering with each thought.

"I'm in love aren't I?" You chuckled after your statement. You smiled as you remembered all the times they would take you for dinner or when they'd attempt to teach you volleyball.

Before your eyes began to flood with tears as the realization that they couldn't possibly return the feelings. They told you as much. You were just there to be a good fuck and relieve their stress.

The sound of your door opening caught your attention as you tried to stop the tears from flowing.

"(M/n) bunny? I left my bag. Do you know where it is?" Sugawara called from your living room.

"I forgot my keys as well." Followed Oikawa's voice as you heard them both approach your room.

You buried your face into your covers and wiped away any stray tears.

"Bunny, why are you hiding?" Suga said and tried to remove your blankets. You only grunted and held tighter onto your blanket.

"(M/n), please take off the blanket. We wanna see your pretty face so you can help us find our stuff." Oikawa tried to coax you out of your cocoon to no avail.

Sugawara and Oikawa looked at eachother and smirked before initiating their plan.

A yelp left your mouth as both of the older men attacked you with a flurry of tickles. Your blanket was ripped out of your grasp as you were exposed to their eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Oikawa asked when he saw your tear stained face. Your head hanged low in shame as you couldn't bare to keep eye contact with them.

"Bun, please tell us why you're crying." Sugawara rubbed your back caringly and you backed away from his touch.

"What's wrong?" He asked after your reaction.

"I'm what's wrong!" You yelled out as you gripped the closest pillow to you.

"What do you mean (M/n)?" Oikawa asked, genuine concern appeared in his eyes.

"This was all supposed to be 'no feelings attached', but I couldn't follow that fucking plan! I had to go ahead and catch feelings and now I can't help but fall even more in love with the both of you. All the times we've fucked I had to distract myself because I know I'm nothing more than pocket pussy for you!" You ranted, even more tears streamed down your cheeks.

Sugawara was the first to react by attaching lips to yours. He slipped his tongue into your mouth initiating a passionate kiss as you sat back in confusion and sadness.

"Don't hog him for yourself." Whined Oikawa who snatched you and placed him into his lap to also lead you into a much more messy kiss. His hands rested on your ass and massaged it softly.

"W-what was that for?!" You yelped.

"You may not have realize considering you were always blinded by tears or cum, but we've also strayed off the path of 'no feelings attached'." Oikawa said as he wiped the trail of tears from your cheeks.

"Bunny, I know this started as a friends with benefits thing, but along the way, we fell down the rabbit hole of loving you. So, would you want to be our boyfriend?" Suga smiled as he saw you begin to cheer up.

"What do you say?" Oikawa asked again due to how you kept silent.

"Of course!" You cheered and tackled Oikawa into a hug of kisses.

"You too." And thus you dragged Suagwara into the cuddle session, and that's how you spent the rest of your night. Both of them cuddling you as you all slept peacefully...

But when will your dog give back their keys and bag?

#prompt game #oikawa x male reader #oikawa x gender neutral reader #oikawa x reader #sugawara x male reader #sugawara x gender neutral reader #sugawara x reader #haikyuu x male reader #haikyuu x gender neutral reader #haikyuu x reader #poly #lgbt #gay #mlm #bxb

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arvinsescape · 3 years

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Never too late.

A/N: I hope you enjoy!! I have not proofread this so i apologise in advance!! 💕💕

Summary: Tom messed up a long time ago but can he fix it?

Warnings: Swearing.

W/C: 4.2K.

When Isabelle had asked you to be her maid of honour you took the role immediately, wanting to be there for your best friend. It wasn’t until a few days later that you realised who you may have to interact with throughout the planning and on the day. You were currently getting coffee with Isabelle when the question slipped from your mouth, you hadn’t meant to spoil the atmosphere as you discussed flower arrangements.

“So, um, who did Haz pick as best man?” The question came out before you could stop it. Isabelle carefully placed her coffee down and looked at you with a sad smile.

“I was gonna tell you Y/N/N, I’m sorry.” She said, confirming that it was indeed the man you’d hoped it wasn’t.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.” You apologised, guilt settling in your stomach as she reached over and took your hand in hers.

“No, I should have said. I just, well I don’t know, it’s been what? Three years? I thought you’d have gotten over it, no offence.”

“We never had closure, we just argued and that was it. We haven’t spoken since.” You shrugged and Isabelle smiled sadly again.

“Did you want it? Closure?”

“Not at first but then every time I saw him afterwards just brought it all back up, brought up how much I loved him and how much it hurt when we ended things.” You said as you bit your lip, sadness now settling in your chest. It wasn’t often you spoke about Tom, you couldn’t, every time it would make you cry and you could never explain why.

“Y/N?” Isabelle asked quietly and you looked at her, telling her to continue. “Are you? Do you still have feelings for him?” She asked and you shrugged before finishing your now luke warm beverage.

“I don’t think so, like you say it’s been three years. I’ve always put it down to not getting closure.”

“Maybe talk to him? This would be a good opportunity, you’re going to have to see each other a lot.” She suggested and you shook your head.

“No, after the way we left things, I’m not sure that’d be a good idea. I’m not doing anything to ruin your big day, I’ll be civil, I promise.”

You were meeting Haz and Isabelle for a meal to discuss how they wanted the day to go, making your way into the restaurant. You knew he’d be there and you were already prepared for your mind to throw you back to that night but of course all the preparation meant nothing when your eyes fell on him. Your heart twisting as you swallowed thickly and made your way to the table, doing your best to stay composed and civil.

You’d seen Tom several times after the break up, you ran in the same circles, same friends and your respective best friends were getting married. You’d seen him but always managed to avoid him, this time you couldn’t. You exchanged pleasantries and sat down, zoning out as your mind wandered back to that night.

“You’re such a fucking dick Tom.” You huffed as you shut the door to your flat. Tom making his way into the living room.

“I’m here aren’t I?” He fired back, irritated, you’d already argued over text.

“After having to be reminded yeah.” You said and he rounded on you, eyes holding anger towards you.

“I forgot okay? I’m a human being. It’s perfectly human to forget things.” He snapped back. You wish he hadn’t come over now, wish you hadn’t have reminded him of your movie night you’d planned.

“This is the third date you’ve forgotten.” You pointed out and he huffed as he rolled his eyes.

“I’m busy, you know that.”

“So am I and I still turn up to things we’ve planned. Believe it or not Tom, I actually remember I’m in a relationship.” You said as you stormed past him and into your living room.

“Can you just drop it? I’m tired and I’ve had a long day, I’m here now.” He said following after you.

“Sure. I’ll drop it, I’ll just bring it up next time yeah?” You shouted and his nostrils flared as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Stop being so difficult.”

“Difficult? Me? You’re the one who’s seemingly unavailable all the fucking time.”

“That’s not true. I make time for you.” Tom snapped out as he ran a hand through his hair.

“Bullshit. You used to, I’ll give you that but recently? It’s like you’d rather be anywhere else but here.” It was true that in the last month you’d hardly seen him.

“Maybe I do want to be elsewhere.” He shouted and your stomach dropped a little, it was different hearing it confirmed.

“What?” You asked a slight sadness to your voice but he was too angry to notice.

“You heard. You’re so needy and fucking irritating at the minute. It doesn’t matter what I do, you start a fight anyway.” He ranted and your heart stopped. Needy? Irritating?

“Well you’re hardly Mr fucking perfect.”

“You’re right I’m not. I’m fucking human. I know you want me to be this man who does nothing but put you first all the goddam time but that’s not always how situations work Y/N. I have a life outside of this relationship.”

“Yeah I get that, I do. But fuck Tom, I ask for one night of your time and you forget. Or is that even true? Is that you forgot or you just can’t be bothered?”

“You’re ridiculous. You know what? I don’t know if I can do this anymore?” What?

“What?”

“This, us. All we do is fight, I can’t do a single fucking thing that makes you happy. God damn Y/N, last week you got angry with me because I arrived a few hours later than I was supposed to. I would’ve understood had it not been for the fact that I got held up, my flight got delayed.”

“All you had to do was text, that’s all I wanted.” You said, sadness settling in your chest whereas Tom just seemed angry at the situation.

“I did! That’s why I was so fucking pissed off, it’s not my fault you never received it. What else could I have done?”

“Maybe you’re right.” You said.

“What?” Tom snapped out and you let your eyes brim with tears.

“Get out Tom.” You said.

“So I come over to get kicked straight back out, well fan fucking tastic.” He snapped with another roll of his eyes.

“No, I mean get out and don’t come back.” You said and Tom’s face fell.

“Wait, Y/N/N, are you,”

“Yeah,” you interrupted. “This isn’t working anymore, you’re right. Now can you please just leave?” You snapped as you looked at him, he looked at you hesitantly as if he was about to say something but he never did. He composed himself as huffed as he left with a slam of your flat door.

You’d always wondered what he was going to say, you knew he was going to. Maybe that’s why you found it so hard when you saw him, that wonder about what he would have said, would it have changed anything? Was he going to say something nasty, something to try and fix it? You never contacted one another afterwards, returning each other’s belongings through Isabelle and Harrison.

“Y/N/N?” Harrison asked as he waved his hand in front of your face, pulling you from your thoughts as you looked at him. “You okay?”

“Yeah, sorry. Long day.” You said, you could feel Tom’s eyes on you but couldn’t bring yourself to look at him.

“So, wedding guests.” Haz continued as he clapped his hands together. “You guys are gonna spend most of the day together.” He said as he gestured between you and Tom.

“If that’s okay?” Isabelle added as she looked at you with concern.

“Of course, it’s your wedding day.” You smiled as you tried to ignore the pounding in your head at the thought of having to spend an entire day interacting with the man across from you.

“Brilliant.” Harrison said, he knew you and Tom had ended on bad terms but probably assumed you’d both gotten over it. You wondered deep down if you had.

The dinner flew by and you couldn’t have rushed off to your house soon enough. Wanting to leave behind the awkward tension between you and Tom, maybe this was going to be harder than you first thought.

It was the day of the wedding and excitement was bubbling around the church. You were all made up in your bridesmaid dress, hair pulled up into an intricate style as you watched Isabelle pull on her wedding dress.

“You look beautiful.” You gasped as you handed her the bouquet of flowers. “If Haz doesn’t cry I think I might snatch you up for myself.” You joked and Isabelle smiled shyly. Her hair was pulled up into a bun, pins with diamonds twinkling under the lights, beautiful white wedding dress that fell elegantly around the floor.

“I’m nervous.” She admitted as she squeezed your hand.

“Don’t be. Harrison loves you, you’re gonna be so happy.” You said as you squeezed her hands back. A knock pulling you from your moment. It wasn’t long before Isabelle’s dad made an appearance, stopping as he saw his daughter.

“You look, oh my goodness, you look beautiful.” He said in awe as he embraced her, wiping at his eyes that were now full of tears.

“Thank you dad.”

“That boy has no idea how lucky he is.”

You followed her to the alter, her hand firmly grasping her father’s forearm as they linked arms. You were behind her as you made your way up the aisle, you couldn’t stop your eyes drifting to Tom and you watched as his widened, he was already looking at you. Harrison and Isabelle had made the decision to have the dress rehearsal but keep everyone’s attire a secret for the day, Tom hadn’t seen you in your bridesmaid dress.

The ceremony was beautiful, Harrison cried, well almost everyone cried as they watched the loving couple say their ‘I do’s’ and share their first kiss as a married couple. They made their way down the alter and you let out a shaky breath as Tom approached you, offering his arm out for you to take. You looped your arm through his as you plastered possibly the fakest smile you’d ever given.

“You look beautiful.” You heard Tom’s voice and you looked at him as you continued to follow Harrison and Isabelle. All bridesmaids now having been paired up with another of the groomsmen. Of course you and Tom had to pair up being in the positions you were.

“Thank you.” You said as you bit your lip and he gave you a small smile. You’d always been able to read Tom, always had a connection with him that was unexplainable. He seemed almost sad. He wasn’t giving off his usual vibe, not that anyone else would notice, he really is a good actor, just not good enough to fool you.

The lunch had gone really well, no hiccups, everything ran smoothly. The décor looked amazing, blue and white flowers decorating the table in beautiful glass vases in the middle of each table. You were sat next to Tom, making conversation with Tuwaine who was placed at your other side. The room falling into silence as the speeches started. Harrison’s was beautiful, Isabelle’s father’s just as much and now it was Tom’s turn. You wiped at your eye, the speeches having been so beautiful they’d brought tears to your eyes.

“I’m very happy to be here today and share this happy couples day with all of you. I am beyond grateful that you asked me to be such a huge part of it Harrison, being your best man has been and always will be an honour.” Tom started and Harrison smiled up at him.

“You just have to promise I’ll be your best man.” Harrison teased and Tom breathed out a laugh.

“Done. Your wife looks incredible I want to add, such a beautiful couple. I’ve known Harrison since we were kids and I let me tell you, I have an incredible amount of embarrassing stories involving this young man. Like the time he got so excited when we went bowling that he fell onto the alley, got a strike but of course it didn’t count. Or the time he got so angry playing golf that he threw a club at the floor and almost knocked himself out when it bounced back up.” Tom said which pulled a laugh from the room.

It did a strange thing to you, you were there that day he almost hit himself on the golf course, god knows how he’d done it. The memory of you and Tom laughing as Tom had his arms locked around your waist, you shook your head from the thoughts.

“I could go on but I’ll save his dignity.” Tom teased as Harrison flipped him off, Tom read the paper in his hands before stuffing it back into his pocket, you assumed he’d almost finished.

“I’ve always been jealous of Harrison in a way. He found something good and he kept hold of it, he fought for it and made sure he kept it. These guys have been through some tough times, they truly have and they’ve both seen the other side of it. Harrison has always been better than me when it comes to admitting fault, taking responsibility for his actions, something I’ve never been good at. Watching these two and how in love they are with each other has made me really think about myself as a person and all the stupid things I’ve done in life, the things I’ve lost through my own stubbornness. You really have taught me a lot about love and soulmates, I’m just glad you didn’t make the same mistake I did.” Tom said and you found yourself staring at him, as if he was the only person in the room.

Your eyes met Isabelle’s and she looked just as blown away as you did, Harrison looking up at his best friend with a knowing look. Tuwaine leant over and placed a handkerchief in your hand.

“Here, you’re gonna smudge your makeup.” He said and it only just occurred to you that you were crying, more than you had at any of the other speeches. Was he talking about you? You doubted it, he’s had plenty of girlfriends in the three years since you’d split. You only half listened as Tom finished his speech as he sat back down next to you, the room applauding him as they fell into their own conversations.

“That was,” you said as you cleared your throat. “That was really beautiful Tom.”

“Thank you.”

The wedding party continued on, it was now the evening do, the night drawing closer to the first dance, the last interaction you had to have with Tom and you felt nervous. The tension between the two of you thick after his speech, you weren’t sure if he felt it too and you had got it al wrong. Maybe you just wished he was talking about you, he clearly was referring to someone.

Tom took your hand in his as you joined the married couple in the first dance. Couples slowly joining as Tom placed his hands on your waist and you placed yours on his shoulders. To say you weren’t an actor you were doing well at hiding your feelings.

“You really do look beautiful.” Tom said, eyes finding yours.

“Thank you. You’re speech really was beautiful.” You always were one to give credit where it was due. He shrugged.

“Thanks, I read it online somewhere, I’m no good at writing that soppy shit.” He laughed and you breathed out a laugh. Oh.

It wasn’t long before you finished, Tom leaving you instantly and you missed being in his arms instantly. He disappeared most of the night, you only catching glimpses of him every so often.

“Y/N, you look beautiful.” Sam said as he joined you on the dancefloor.

“Thanks Sam.” You’d not seen him in a long time.

“How’d you like Tom’s speech?” He asked and you furrowed your brows, why was he asking you that?

“It was beautiful.” You admitted and Sam smiled.

“Yeah, I helped him write that.” He admitted. What?

“He said he got help online.” You said utterly confused.

“That’s bullshit.” Sam laughed. “I helped him write that whole thing. That part about being jealous of Harrison? Not what I helped him write, that was completely off script.” Sam said and you stopped your dancing as you looked at him.

“What?”

“Oh come on, that was completely pulled from his heart. You know Tom, that was completely unscripted.”

“Yeah, but he’s had a lot of girlfriends, why would I care?” You said and Sam burst into a fit of laughter at that.

“I thought you knew?” Sam said and you looked at him seriously.

“Knew what?”

“About Tom? About what happened on the stag do?” He said matching your seriousness.

“No?” You fished and Sam huffed.

“He was hammered okay. But he got all emotional and said some stuff about you.” Sam admitted and your furrow deepened.

“What did he say?”

“He regrets the way things ended. Regrets letting you go, said he wished he’d have stayed, told you how much you meant to him. Fought for you. Y/N, he was thinking about asking you to marry him.” Sam continued and your eyes blew wide at that.

“We were twenty-two Sam.” You said and he shrugged.

“We said that but he said it was irrelevant, he knew he’d found his person in you. He said he doesn’t think he’ll ever love anyone like he loved you, he’s tried.” Sam informed you. “I honestly thought someone had told you.” He said as he took in your shocked state.

“No.” You squeaked out.

“Y/N, he’s my brother and trust me, he’s an idiot at the best of times. But I know he loves you, it shocked all of us when he turned into an emotional mess over a relationship that ended three years ago. I think seeing you and the whole wedding put a lot into perspective for him.”

“But why now?” You asked and Sam looked at you seriously.

“Y/N, I think he realises this could have been your wedding. You were both young and stubborn and I stand by that fact but if things had turned out differently. If he’d stayed that night this could have been you and I think he’s realised that.” Sam said as he brought a hand to your cheek and wiped your tears out of your eyes. “Go find him. Talk to him.” He said and you realised you had to, after that revelation you had to. You owed it to the both of you.

“Thanks Sam.”

Half an hour it took you to find him, half an hour of running around looking for him until you eventually found the curly haired boy. He was on the roof, sat on the edge, looking out over the grounds of the manor house Harrison had booked for the wedding night. You had a room booked along with most of the guests.

Your heart was pounding as you let the door shut and your palms felt sweaty but your heart felt lifted at Sam’s revelation.

“I’m not so sure the best man is supposed to disappear.” You said and Tom snapped his head to look at you as you approached. Holding out a hand for you to take as you very carefully placed yourself next to him. The view was breathtaking, he’d always found comfort in the countryside, a complete juxtaposition to his life in cities.

“Probably not but I don’t think Haz will notice. I am planning on going back, just needed a breather.”

“Are you okay?” You asked seriously, you noted his slightly dampened mood all day.

“I never could get past you could I?” He asked with a breathy laugh.

“Nope.” You laughed in return and he smiled at you.

“Just thinking.” He admitted and you hummed.

“I spoke to Sam.” You said after a while and Tom sighed as his ran a hand through his hair.

“Figured it’d be him that told you. How much did he tell you?” Tom asked and you looked at him, admiring how beautiful he was and he really was, always had been.

“Everything, well I assume so. Is it true?” You asked and Tom looked back at you.

“Which part?”

“About the proposal thing?”

“Yeah.” He admitted and you furrowed your brows.

“Why’d you never come back? Say something?” You asked and Tom sighed.

“Because I was a fucking stupid child that’s why. Completely fucked up my chances with you.” Tom said and you nodded slightly in agreement with him, you weren’t blameless.

“Maybe not completely.” You said and Tom’s eyes widened.

“You mean?”

“I don’t think I ever really stopped loving you. I always thought it was closure I needed and then Sam said wat he said and I realised it was everything I wanted to hear. I tried to find the same connection with other men but I just couldn’t and I wondered if it was because I wanted closure with you. It took me until today to realise that deep down it was actually just you I wanted.” You said as a tear slipped from Tom’s eye and you were quick to catch it.

“I’ve never found that connection either. God, fuck, I’ve never loved anyone like I love you.” He said your heart soared.

“Still?” You asked and he nodded. “Me too.” You admitted and he smiled.

“I don’t deserve you.”

“You do. We deserve to be happy in life Tom and you made me so happy. The happiest I’d ever been.” You said. “I was difficult because I was so scared, scared that you’d leave me, find someone else. You got this whole knew life, you were Spiderman, meeting models, all these women I couldn’t compete with.”

“You were never in competition. It doesn’t matter how many other women I met, they were never you, they could never be you. They didn’t understand me like you did. Y/N, there was and is never gonna be anyone else like you.” You were both crying now, happiness surrounding you.

“What were you gonna say? That night?” You needed to know.

“I was about to get on my knees and fucking beg you to let me stay. My stubbornness got in the way, I thought you could do better, have someone who was there for you all the time. Someone who didn’t forget dates and keep you waiting.” He admitted before he continued. “But if I ever got a do over in life that’s where I’d go, I’d get on my knees and beg you to let me stay, let me keep you.”

“Oh Tom.” You sighed out and he smiled shyly as you leant your forehead against his.

“I should have tried, should have fought for you but I was an idiot. I didn’t realise how much so until it was too late.”

“It’s never too late Tom.”

“I hope not because I want you Y/N, I want you back.”

“Kiss me.” You practically begged and he complied, his lips finding your own. His arms slipped around your waist as he pulled you flush against him. Your hands finding his hair as you threaded your fingers though it. The kiss was sweet but fiery, a kiss of two lovers reuniting as he pulled away and his lips found your neck as he kissed it, you moved your head to give him more access.

“I love you.” He said as he peppered his kisses back up to your lips.

“I love you Tom.” You returned as you deepened the kiss. Missing the way he felt, loving the way you molded against him and the amount of passion behind the kiss, something you’d not experienced in almost three years. No man had ever ignited you the way Tom did.

“Oi, oi! I fucking knew it.” You heard screamed from far below you as you both pulled apart and looked down at Harrison. He was outside smoking a cigarette and he’d obviously caught you both.

“Piss off.” Tom laughed back down as you placed your head on his chest and laughed.

“Izzy, baby, we don’t have to pull that bullshit about double booked rooms, you can let your cousin know there’s a free room.” Harrison shouted in his wife’s direction and you and Tom laughed.

“Wanna go back in princess?” Tom asked and you nodded as he stood before making sure you got up safely. “I owe you a proper dance.”

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Guardian Angel ~ JJK [Request]

WORD COUNT: 3.7K

PAIRING: Jungkook x Reader

GENRE: College AU, enemies to lovers, bully to lover, Tsundere bully to lover

A.N: Thank you so much for the creative freedom hunny and I hope that this is okay for you

WARNINGS: MENTIONS OF PHYSICAL VIOLENCE BETWEEN READER AND ANOTHER CHARACTER IN THE FIC

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Running late as always you pushed the door open to your Criminology class where everyone turned to stare at you, nothing new about that. They always stared. But you didn't bother to question why they were staring this time, it was normally because you were late or that they just simply wanted to make you uncomfortable. It was obvious that no one seemed to like you, not even the tutor that taught the class. The door opened again behind you and before you even had a chance to move a voice rang out loudly causing more people to look up,

"Move, dweeb." You shuffled to the side letting him go by and you felt your stomach churn as you saw him. Dressed in his usual leather jacket, biking gloves and black jeans he sauntered across the floor towards his desk. His long black hair was thrown into a bun as he mumbled asking people to move as he got to his row. Girls staring the entire time as he dragged the chair out and sat down, making as much noise as possible because he loved the attention he got.

"Jeon Jungkook. Reason for being late?" Your tutor questioned as you slowly made your way over to your desk, mentally thanking Jungkook's power to take attention away from everyone else so that you could get away with being late.

"Bike broke down on the way. Stopped to fix it." He murmured as he began taking out his book from his bag, waiting for the class to continue on. As if that was a valid excuse the tutor nodded turning her attention to you as she remembered that you were late. Her hands rested on her hips as she tapped her foot staring at you, her long blond hair was left down and she wore a black pencil skirt with a white dress shirt, the top buttons open so that she could show off her fake tits.

"Miss Y/l/n." A coldness ran through your body as you realised you weren't out of the woods yet and you were about to get punished for being late. If it wasn't bad enough you were already late because you'd slept through all of your alarms you knew you were going to end up late for work that night because being late with Miss Nolty always meant detention.

"Give me an excuse, which is it this time? Your dog turned off your alarm, your roommate locked you out? You couldn't find the room..." You ignored the tutor as you kept your head down, the entire class of around 30 students all joining in with her but Jungkook watched as he could sense you were growing uncomfortable. Blood boiling as he watched everyone laughing along, coming up with more excuses he sighed to himself, slamming his hand onto the table gaining the attention of the girl sitting beside him who was trying to study.

"She was with me." Heads shot over in Jungkook's direction as he stared at the tutor who looked heartbroken at the mere thought of you being alone with Jungkook. It was no secret that the college tutor had her way when it came to male students, sleeping with anyone she found attractive. Miss Nolty folded her hands over her chest covering herself up for the first time ever,

"With you?" The tutor questioned as she turned all of her attention back onto him, the atmosphere in the room seemed to change as everyone seemed shocked to learn Jungkook had been with you. The girls in your glass began glaring at you while the guys all seemed to smirk with one another, staring over at you with hunger in their eyes.

"Well...I'll see you both in detention tonight. Tardiness is not tolerated in my classroom." She snapped at Jungkook, ranting on about how this would never work in a workplace but you drowned her out, doing independent studying from the book that was in front of you.

Why did Jungkook have to do that? He hated you more than anyone else in the course did so why did he feel the need to suddenly stand up for you in front of the tutor and everyone in the classroom. He'd probably just made your life ten times worse than it already way in the course.

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"So...Are you fucking him?" A voice whispered from the left side of you, glancing over you saw one of the jocks staring at you and chewing on some gum. He was wearing a large hoodie with the college logo on the front, his hair was receding at the front and it looked as though he'd probably be bald before he turned 30.

"What? Who?" You frowned forgetting for a moment what Jungkook had said as you looked at the jock, you didn't even know his name and you were pretty sure he didn't know yours either.

"Guk. Are you fucking him?" You laughed at him turning your head away as you shook it violently, there was nothing on this planet that would make you even want to be nice to Jungkook never mind sleep with him.

You'd lived beside him for years and he'd always been a dick to you, throughout high school and college. You were pretty sure he'd only joined the Criminology course just so that he could torture for a few more years, everything was some sort of sick and twisted game to him.

"So...You're not? You're single?" A bell went off inside of you as you could sense where this conversation was going to go, he was going to ask you out and it was going to be some kind of prank so you ignored him trying to keep your eyes on the page.

"I just...I need someone to study with and I don't want to ask anyone else." He continued to whisper watching you the entire time, normally you were great at blocking everyone out but today you couldn't.

"I'll never bother you again...It's just for the test?" Biting down on your lip you suddenly turned to look at him, tears threatening to well up in your eyes but you didn't let them.

"Why? So you can show up with all of your friends and laugh at me? Or are you just going to not come and laugh about it the next day?" Something broke inside of you as you snapped at him, ignoring the strange looks you were gaining from those around you.

"Or did Jungkook put you up to it?" You shook your head laughing at the thought of it but the guy shook his head,

"No. I'm in serious need of help...Please, I know you work at Jo's. I can meet you there?" The desperation in his voice was hard to fake so you nodded at him, agreeing that you'd meet him there.

"I have a shift. I finish at 6 tonight." You mumbled before going back to reading from the book as the guy slid a piece of paper in front of you.

Seongwa 07387178916 in case I'm late x

Sliding it into your book you tried to ignore the kiss on the end and focus on your reading instead of the panic that was bubbling up inside of you about that night.

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"The apron looks cute," Seongwa said as you sat down across from him in one of the booths, you looked down at your uniform and gave him a fake smile. The uniform was too revealing for your liking, a short dress combo with a pink frilly apron to tie it all together with.

"It's gross and misogynistic." You grumbled taking out your book from your bag and flipping it open to the chapter the test was going to be on. All about serial killers and their upbringing, it was a debate based on if serial killers could be caught in their youth, which signs could help determine them.

"I was just struggling with some of the terms, I know that frequently they're bed wetters from bad homes but what else?" He questioned watching you as your eyes skimmed over the book in front of you.

As you were about to answer him the door opened in the store and Jungkook walked in, you saw him walking over to the table and order a drink. The same drink he got every time he came into the small diner you worked it, not that he ever came in when you were working. Only when you'd finished a shift, you'd catch him as you were leaving.

"There are many different factors, bedwetting and bad home lives are the main ones but not everyone with those turns out to be a murderer." You mumbled as you ran your highlighter over a section of the book he could use,

"It has all of the factors that most of the killers share." You pushed the book in front of him and he began reading, or at least you thought he was reading.

"Look what we have," A voice called out making you look up from your phone, standing at your table was one of the girls in your class. Like Miss Nolty she had a large crush on Jungkook so you knew what was going to happen and you prepared yourself for the endless bombard of insults that were about to get thrown at you.

"The little slut going through the whole class," She smirked looking at you, Yeji, she was popular and pretty and bitchy. Everything that added up to a high school cliche.

"Why are you sitting with my boyfriend?" She questioned as she sat down on Seongwa's lap, you looked down at the paper not wanting to make eye contact with her in case she suddenly turned you into stone.

"He asked for help-"

"Babe. I was sitting here and she came up to me, like you said she's a stalker creep." Your heart dropped to the pit of your stomach as Seongwa spoke about you like that,

"H-He asked for help studying, I was helping-" A stinging sensation raced across your face as you hissed out, holding your hand up to your cheek shocked that Yeji had slapped you like that or even slapped anyone like that.

"That looked like it stung, here...Let me cool it down for you." Her voice was filled with fake pitty as she picked up a milkshake from the table beside yours and began slowly pouring it down onto your head and uniform. Everyone in the diner stood by and watched doing nothing as she smirked at you,

"You have a little something," She threw a napkin at you and began giggling as Seongwa laughed loudly, snapping photos for everyone to see. You never should have agreed t helping him, you knew from the start that something was wrong with him suddenly asking you to help.

"What are you doing?" Jungkook's voice asked as he stood beside the table but no one turned to look at him, you just kept your head down as the milkshake seeped into your apron not daring to move in case he was in on it too.

"Hey! I'm talking to you dumbass, what do you think you're doing?" Jungkook sounded beyond angry as he stared down at the guy beside you, Seongwa turned to look at Jungkook and scoffed,

"What does it look like? We're having fun." He laughed loudly as Yeji got off his lap, running her fingers up and down Jungkook's clothed chest.

"Come on, it's funny Guky. We're playing your favourite game. Torture the loser," She laughed loudly but he took her wrist in his hand, moving it off him before moving her away from him completely as he turned to look at Seongwa who was still laughing.

"It's not fucking funny," He growled making you look up in surprise, your heart beating rapidly against your chest as he stood up for you for the second time that day.

"You gotta admit it is, look-" Seongwa's hand was pulled away from you as he went to point and he was dragged from his seat by an angry Jungkook.

"Get away from her," It was a warning this time as he shoved Seongwa in the direction of the exit,

"Whoa, man! What's your fucking problem?!" He yelled out watching as Jungkook picked up his book and threw it down by his feet, ignoring everyone who was turning to stare at what was happening in the diner.

"Do I need to explain my reasoning? Get the fuck away from her," Jungkook's eyes seemed to darken as he stared at Seongwa who started laughing even harder,

"Ooooo, do you like her? Do you want to kiss her?" Within seconds Seongwa was pushed against the wall while Jungkook held onto the lapels of his jacket, forcing him against the wall as he spoke in a harsh tone.

"She's mine to tease, she belongs to me." He spat as he looked at a terrified Seongwa, his eyes widened with fear as he nodded dramatically.

"I'm the only one allowed to tease her...Do I make myself fucking clear?" Once Seongwa nodded Jungkook dropped him, watching the boy scramble to pick up his things before leaving the diner with Yeji trailing behind him.

"Fucking idiot, it's a good thing I came when I found out he'd asked for help. What kind of dumbass are you? Why do something like this?" He gestured towards all of the notes that were now ruined and covered in the milkshake that had splattered onto you.

"I'm always picking you up when bad shit happens," He groaned as he watched you trying to wipe off as much of the milkshake as humanly possible still not speaking a word to him. There was no way for you to tell if this was still part of what Seongwa had planned or if he was being genuine.

"Do you have any spare clothes?" He sighed as he realised you were going to have to go home to your dorms covered in the milkshake, you shook your head.

"No." Simple answeres was going to get you through the meeting with him, he began rooting through the bag he had with him.

"What's their deal? Why do they hate you so much?" You stared at Jungkook not knowing if you should laugh or cry at his questions.

"Why do you care?" Jungkook held up a hoodie from inside of his bag, a black one with some shorts he owned.

"I don't. Nobody else is allowed to treat you like that, only I'm allowed," He shoved the clothes into your hand being careful not to hit the milkshake parts of you.

"Why?" You questioned again.

"Because you need clothes to travel home in. I'm not letting you get onto my bike in that," He gestured to the messed up outfit and you shook your head,

"I'm already home. I stay here...But I meant why do you get to be the only one that bullies me?" It felt strange to be having a conversation with him after all of these years,

"Because I know when to stop. What do you mean you stay here? You have a dorm..." You stared at him wondering what kind of simple-minded answer that was. It was stupid but as you came to think of it all those years Jungkook had bullied you not once did he go too far and make you cry like everyone else had but it didn't justify anything.

"Why are you staying here?" He asked as he waited for you to answer, you'd just gotten changed into the clothes he'd given to you and came out of the bathroom.

"My roommates locked me out, I've been staying on the sofa in the basement," You admitted as you realised he wasn't going to drop it until he got all of the answers out of you,

"Is that why you've been so late lately?" You nodded at him putting your clothes into a laundry basket with the rest of your dirty clothes, you needed to find a laundromat somewhere.

"Why do you let people treat you like that?"

"Why do you treat me like that? Why do you hate me?!" You countered back at him snapping at little raising an eyebrow as you waited for him to answer the question this time.

"You're always doing something fucking dumb, always getting into trouble you're a magnet for it!" He yelled out as he grabbed the keys for his bike and your hand, pulling you towards the exit of the diner.

"What are you doing?" You questioned as he kept pulling you out of the door and towards his bike. Sitting there was a large black motorbike that looked expensive,

"You're not staying on a sofa when I have a perfectly good spare room." He grumbled as he opened the seat to get the helmet out of it,

"Put it on before you hurt yourself." He handed you a black helmet but you made no attempt to put it on.

"Here," He placed it onto your head, strapping it on tightly enough so that it wouldn't come off,

"I don't need your clumsy ass hurting yourself," He mumbled as he sat you on the bike, sitting in front of you and wrapping your arms around his waist.

"Hold on tight." That was the last thing he mumbled before he began driving off.

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"I'll make some tea," Jungkook's dorm was nothing how you had expected it to be, you thought it would be dark but it was bright. White walls with white furniture and photos everywhere of his family, you knew his mother so you recognised her face in the photographs. You stayed silent as he bought you a cup of tea to the coffee table in his living room, you had no idea what to say to him or why you had even gone along with him in the first place.

"All I could think about was hitting him, no one should treat you like that! It bothers me so much when everyone does it in class," Staring at him in shock you wondered why it bothered him so much when all of these years he'd been doing the same thing.

"Why?" He stared at you as he frowned, did you really not see everything he had been doing to protect you?

"You're mine. No one gets to treat you like that...Ever." It confused you even more as you stared back at him,

"You do the same thing. You've bullied me for years." You shook your head at him and he sighed,

"There's a difference...I know when you stop when you've had enough...I do it because I know your boundaries." Only more confusion set in as he admitted it to you, it didn't make up for anything he had said or done over the years.

"I've always looked out for you though...Like when it snowed and I drove you home. Or when you had that cold and I brought you medicine...I always made sure you had notes in class." It was true but he still did it while calling you mean names or being rude about it.

"Is anyone else bothering you? I have to know who and what they're doing so I can stop them." That was when it hit you, he was being protective in a mean way. He was acting like all of those rude Tsundere anime boys you saw in manga and shows.

"You're being...Protective?" You questioned as you stared at him, he locked eyes with you not saying anything,

"You're worried about me?" You asked again as you waited for him to say something else but he got up in a rush, almost hitting the coffee table and spilling the tea.

"It's your fault I get like this! It's your fault I get so worried and protective over you!" He yelled out as he began pacing around the floor, your eyes on him the whole time as you waited for him to say something else.

"Those big eyes, that smile that always makes me smile even when you're driving me nuts and being so god damn annoying!" He stopped still and stared at you,

"What are you talking about?" Everything felt as though it was getting too much to handle but you had to know why he did this, why he had done all of this over the years and why he was still so protective over you now.

"I had to keep annoying you and bullying you otherwise I was going to start thinking about how much I loved you...How much I wanted you." Blinking you stared at him now knowing what to say in response to him.

"Loved?" Was the only thing that seemed to be coming out of your mouth staring back at him,

"It's your fault." You laughed softly as he passed the blame onto you as if it was something you had to do with, it was his feelings, not yours.

"Which is why you're going to stay here so I can look after you. Make you get to work and class okay...Make sure you're okay-" He stopped speaking when you smashed your lips against his, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck as you finally kissed him after all these years. The long awaiting build up making your stomach flip and sparks fly as you finally kissed one another. Jungkook wrapped his arms around your waist, picking you up so he could finally hold you close to his body.

"I love you dumbass," He mumbled against your lips as you nodded at him,

"I love you too, cunt." You bit down on his lip before kissing him once again, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck as you leant into him.

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Sitting beside him in class the next day was nerve-wracking, he had his arm around your shoulder glaring at anyone that was staring at the two of you for more than he approved of. Not everything was perfect between the two of you and it was going to take some time to get used to him being kind of nice to you all of a sudden but there was no denying your feelings for one another. Besides, he was like your guardian angel.

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i decided to write some angsty fluff for you guys because i just really wanted to get this idea off my chest. i hope you all enjoy! ♡

He Missed Out

Pairings: Eren Jaeger x Fem!Reader

Warnings: some angst, swearing

"Still no response?"

(Y/N) sat there on Eren's bed staring at her phone. She was waiting for a reply from Jean, the guy she liked. He was lagging again on her for the 5th time and of course, she went to Eren to rant about it.

Eren and (Y/N) had been best friends since they were toddlers. Eren lived right next to her and their mothers were close, they bathed together, played at the playground, celebrated birthdays, went through the shitty four years of high school, and now they are going through the next four years of college.

The two watched each other grow up. They were no longer these children who played tag or rode bikes until the street light came on, but rather adults who had to prepare for their futures.

Eren's brunette hair was now long, it grew past his shoulders and could be tied in a neat man bun. (Y/N) grew into a woman practically overnight, her face showed her growth.

"I don't know why you're wasting your time, isn't this like the 5th time he's ghosted you?"

Eren stepped into the room with a bag of chips, he tossed it onto his bed so she could take it.

"He didn't ghost me! He's just not sure if he wants a relationship," she replied, grabbing the bag of chips off the side of the bed.

Eren rolled his teal eyes. "Yeah okay.. I've heard that one before. He ghosted you (Y/N), just like last time."

She leaned back against the headboard, she hated how Eren could be so pessimistic sometimes. He always looked at the bad in certain situations, it was clearly his toxic trait. He was too stubborn to admit it though.

She never understood his stubbornness, many people in high school questioned how she dealt with Eren and his crazy mood swings. He had a temper, causing him to get into fist fights and arguments with anyone in the student body that pissed him off. She always told those people that she could easily calm Eren down, somewhat like a comforter for him.

"He'll be back tomorrow," she said, opening the bag of chips and shoving a few in her mouth. Her tongue tasting the saltiness.

Eren didn't necessarily believe that. "Whatever you say.." he replied before plopping down next to her.

A sudden ping from her phone made her ears chirp. She grabbed it seeing Jean's name across the screen, a smile forming onto her lips.

Eren grabbed the phone from her. "Don't respond," he said, placing it next to him.

(Y/N) turned her head towards him. "Why not? Eren! Give me back my phone. It's rude to not respond," she said, trying to reach over and grab it.

His eyes narrowed, "What? (Y/N), you've got to be kidding me. He ignored you for a whole day, it's rude of him to not respond." he felt frustration going through him.

She pouted a bit, crossing her arms. "You never know Eren!"

Eren shoved her phone in his pocket. "Yeah okay.. you better provide the same energy. Don't reply to him and I swear if you do I will call your mom," he said and reached for the remote.

She rolled her eyes at Eren's actions. He didn't know why Jean wasn't responding, so why should he be mad?

"Fine, whatever you say." she said, looking at the tv screen.

The next day was another dreaded day of classes and homework. (Y/N) was swamped with assignments and so was Eren, he had so much to do he could barely keep count of the amount of essays and other work he had to do.

"We could study together!" Eren said, nodding his head at (Y/N) as they walked through the campus.

She was on her phone, not paying too much attention which bothered Eren.

"Hello?"

Eren grabbed her phone out of her hands.

"Eren! Give it back!" she yelled, trying to grab it from him.

He stared at the screen, seeing Jean's name displayed on the screen. Jealousy rang through Eren, it made his chest feel tight.

"Seriously?" he said. "I told you to give him a rest, (Y/N) he's literally a dick."

She rolled her eyes before taking her phone back. "Eren I get you're trying to be a good best friend, but really, I got this. He told me he was busy, relax." she replied, crossing her arms over her chest.

Eren was frustrated, why the hell does she keep going back to the guy? He's put her through so much bullshit and it bothered him to the point that he wanted to punch Jean in the face himself. He always bit his tongue on it, but it was like a thorn in his side whenever she talked or ranted about him. Can't she see what's in front of her?

"Yeah.. whatever.. look I gotta go anyway," Eren said before walking away and leaving her there.

She watched as he turned the corner, fading from her vision. Eren was stubborn but he usually got over things like this, what was the problem now?

Eren scoffed making his way to class, his mind was now clouded with negative thoughts. He wished (Y/N) would just listen to him! No matter how much he tried she wouldn't ever give his words a chance, it's like she didn't want to face the actuality that Jean was a lying asshole.

As Eren turned the corner he was faced with a sight that made his vision turn red.

There was Jean.

Leaning in against another girl.

His green eyes grew wide at the sight, what the fuck was he doing? His eye twitched at the sight, Jean was lying to her. It was blatantly obvious, and that explained why he would disappear for hours to days on end. (Y/N) was his second choice. He whipped out his phone, snapping a photo before heading off to class.

Two weeks went by and (Y/N) heard nothing from Eren.

No calls, no texts, nothing.

She tried approaching him at school but he ignored her, he avoided going in the same directions she did and whenever she tried texting him the messages were always opened.

She wasn't sure what she did but she needed her best friend right now. Jean stopped talking to her again, and she needed a listening ear. Eren was her usual go to but without him here, she didn't know what to do.

Here she stood outside Eren's apartment. Her heart thumped in her ears, she could feel it throughout her whole body.

She knocked on the door, waiting for a response.

The door opened, Eren's gaze met hers. She could faintly see his jaw tighten up and his face harden from the sight of her.

"Eren.. um, can we talk?"

He didn't say anything but move so she could enter his apartment. She could smell the faint scent of his body wash on his skin.

"Don't you have class?" he asked, plopping down on a chair.

She fidgeted with her fingers. "Um no.. I finished my classes early," she replied, looking at him nervously.

He nodded his head before sipping the water in his cup. "Mm.. I see"

She felt the awkwardness and tension through the air, something was up. She just didn't know exactly what.

"Jean stopped talking to me again.." she said, avoiding his eyes.

A chuckle escaped Eren's throat. "Huh.. doesn't surprise me but what can I say, you let it happen." he stood up, heading towards the sink.

What the hell? Eren has never said shit like this before to her.

"Okay seriously, what the fuck is your problem!? You ignore me for two weeks and now you're being a dick??" she scoffed.

Eren's head snapped towards her. "My problem? You want the honest truth, (Y/N)? You really wanna hear what the fuck is going on?!" he yelled, his voice sounding serious.

"Yes! It'd be good to know!" she replied, crossing her arms.

He laughed before leaning against the counter. "Jean doesn't fucking like you. Okay? I'm so fucking tired of how dense you are."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "What? Eren you don't understand how complicated it is!" she replied.

He laughed again before sliding his phone in front of her. "What's complicated about that huh?"

She picked up the phone, her eyes grew wide at the sight of Jean leaning against another girl. She felt hurt, angry, upset. Nothing could pinpoint how she felt.

"I-I'm.." she felt tears burning her eyes.

"It's so hard being your friend.." he mumbled, looking at her.

Her head shot up, "What?! Eren-"

"No let me fucking speak for once. It's so hard being best friends with you, these guys walk all over you! And guess what? I'm the one who has to fix you! Then what do you do (Y/N)? You go back and let them treat you like shit."

Tears rolled down her cheeks, a few sobs escaped her mouth.

"Eren-"

"I'm not finished, do I gotta remind you? Levi Ackerman during your freshman year? Porco Galliard your junior year? I was there for all of that. You kept going back to them and you never once listened to me! I warned you so many times, yet you rather not face the facts. I was always there to pick up the pieces." he said, his voice loud.

She sobbed, Eren was right. She never listened to him, he always was the one to give her warnings and yet she still went for it anyway.

"Eren.. I-I'm s-sorry.." she cried.

He scoffed, "It's just.. you never saw who was in front of you," he said, looking at the floor.

Her head shot up, "What? What do you mean?" she asked, her brows furrowed.

"Don't you get it (Y/N)?" he asked.

She shook her head, "N-No..? I don't even understand why you're yelling at me either!" she replied, wiping a few tears off her cheeks.

"Christ (Y/N), I fucking love you that's why!"

Silence filled the room between them. She felt her heart suddenly swell, deep down she always knew she loved Eren.. she just pushed those feelings away because she thought it was just a best friend kind of love. But it was more.

"B-But.. what about Mikasa? A-And Historia?" she asked.

Eren walked towards her. "(Y/N).. I love you, I never loved Mikasa or Historia.. they were just close friends. I always hung around them to try and push what I felt away," he replied.

"I don't understand.. how long? Why didn't you ever just come clean?" she asked, few tears escaping her eyes.

He looked away from her. "(Y/N) I knew I loved you when we started high school, Armin noticed, so did Mikasa. I wanted to come clean sooner but everytime we got close you found another guy and pushed me out of the picture."

Her eyes went to the floor, she was trying to process this information. She never once thought Eren felt the way she did, she always figured that she'd be only a best friend, nothing more.

"Eren.. I'm sorry, I'm such a horrible best friend." she said, sniffling a bit.

He walked in front of her, placing his hands on her shoulders. "Don't apologize.. I don't wanna see you hurt anymore that's all," he used the pad of his thumb to wipe away the tears on her cheeks.

She looked into his eyes, she noticed how they softened now. "E-Eren.. I-I love you.." she said, curling her fingers around his wrist.

His eyebrows shot up, "What? N-No you don't.. you're just saying that to make me feel better," he replied, looking away.

She used her hand to turn his face towards her again. "Have I ever lied to you? Eren.. I knew I loved you, I thought it was just a best friend type of love, but I knew deep down it was more than that."

His cheeks dusted pink, "I just... I don't want you saying it because I said it. You genuinely mean so much to me and fuck... (Y/N) I wanna be the one to heal you from everything," he said, cupping her cheek. "I want to make you forget all of the hurt you went through."

She felt a smile grow onto her cheeks. "I'd.. love that," she replied, looking into his hues.

Their faces were now inches apart, his lips ghosted over hers before he leaned in and kissed her. Her lips were soft, warm, the kiss was passionate, it felt.. real. Her arms went around his neck, bringing him down closer to her.

His hands found their way to her hips, he pressed her body against his.

Breaking the kiss, she looked up at him. "I love you.." she said.

A smile grew onto his lips. "I love you too.." he replied. "Please.. let me be the one to heal you from all of this, I promise, I'll never hurt you."

Her cheeks grew warm, "You promise?"

"Have I ever lied to you..?" he asked.

She felt a smile grow onto her features. "Well no.." she replied.

He pecked her lips, "There's your answer, now come on, let me take care of you."

He lifted her up, her legs going around his waist. "Eren! Be careful," she said, slapping his shoulder.

"I won't drop you, trust me!" he said, taking her to his room.

"I haven't heard from (Y/N) in days," Jean said, looking at Connie.

He shrugged, "I dunno! Maybe she lost her phone," he said.

Jean sighed, maybe she was just busy? He wasn't sure.

"Uh.. Jean?" Connie said, hitting his arm and pointing at someone.

Jean looked up, his jaw dropping.

There she was, but she wasn't by herself. She was with.. Eren??

"Ha! Sucks to be you!" Connie said, chuckling at Jean's expression.

He glared at him, "Shut up! What the hell?! That doesn't make sense.. she was talking to me!" he said.

Eren smirked as he walked past Jean and Connie, his hand around (Y/N)'s waist. He felt enjoyment watching Jean get pissed, he also seemed to take in that Jean noticed the small bite marks around her neck. All provided by Eren of course.

"Stupid Eren.." Jean mumbled.

Eren looked at (Y/N), she smiled up at him. "That was probably the most petty thing I've done," she giggled.

Eren smirked, leaning down to kiss her lips. "He missed out," he replied.

"He certainly did." she said, taking his hand into hers and going to class.

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