#but ima try get on .... try being the key word

[sae1549]

Head canons of the companions: Sfw/// Nsfw

Word count: 1.9k

Very random head cannons for the companions + Halsin

Shadow Heart:

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•If she were to get her nails done she would get stiletto nails that are black chrome.

•I feel like she would argue with you about who gets to cuddle with your shared animal.

•She used to be an emo kid.

•I could see later if she does not become shars Dark judiciary she would change her style to something with cottagecore undertones.

•She loves to give you flowers.

•She also gets over her fear of swimming and now it is an activity she looks forward to doing with you.

•Always cold.

•Would love to have kids.

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•She is a switch, but prefers to do the work.

•But if you are the top best, believe she expects the princess treatment.

• Her favorite body part would have to be the stomach and thighs.

•She would be willing to have an extra partner in the bedroom, but she is mostly referring to Halsin.

•She is skilled with her hands.

•She loves to listen to all the sounds that you make.

•Very good with aftercare, either getting a towel to clean any fluids or getting water and a soft blanket. So that the two of you can cuddle and relax.

Astarion:

—Sfw—

•He loves his hair being played with.

•He also loves laying on your lap when you are reading.

•He hums when he is reading or “looking into the mirror”

•He often asks you to describe his face because he cannot see it. And if you can draw he will bashfully ask if you can draw him, mostly to see how you view the way he looks.

•Once you get into a relationship he becomes a softie only to you.

•He wants to try and knit or crochet but has no idea how to.

•He likes to hold your hand, or be at least touching you all the time in one way or another.

•He loves soft blankets and will wrap himself up in one before sitting in front of the campfire.

•Does not want kids.

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•He loves the predator/prey kink. Especially if you're willing to have your blood as the reward.

•7.5 inches. (19.05 cm) All ima say

•He loves to lightly drag his fangs down your neck before he bites you.

•Thigh guy. He can appreciate all body types, but something about plush thighs makes him want to sink his teeth into them.

•He always likes seeing your face, but not opposed to other positions. He just favors seeing you.

•He is a very caring partner, always watching and adjusting what he is doing so that you are enjoying it too.

•Man is absolutely amazing with his hands.

•Overstimulation plays a big part in your sex life, he would make sure you came 3 times to every one time.

•He likes to whisper into your ear how much he loves you while deep inside you.

Karlach:

—Sfw—

•Cuddling is a key point for relaxing

•Most of the food she likes is spicy.

•She is also very into Mead, and hard liquor.

•She always looks intimidating but literally the minute she starts talking she is the sweetest. This throws off everyone when they meet her.

•Very protective of everyone in camp. But I also want to see when fights happen.

•I believe that she has lifted Astarion by the middle of his shirt when he gets a little blood thirsty.

•She can dance like it's no one's business.

•She is the biggest flirt!!!!!!

•If you are a girl she calls you “hot mama” in passing or “hottie” as a male.

•Will forget what she is talking about in the middle of a sentence.

•Works out at 5 am every day, often going with Wyll and scratch.

•Loves kids.

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•Big mommy Karlach

•She loves sweet soft sex.

•Totally an ass girl. She will spank you any chance she gets. Sexually or non-sexually.

•Her tail is sensitive and loves when you touch it.

•Same with her horns but at the base of her horns.

•She would want to cuddle with her partner after finishing.

•She would also be great with after care, checking to make sure you are okay and that she didn’t burn you. If she had she would go into full freak out mode. Getting you anything and everything she can to make sure that it heals well.

Lae’zel:

—Sfw—

•She would be elated if you brought her a sword as a gift.

•often sighing when she was not involved enough in conversation.

•She has back pain, often asking for someone to walk or crack her back.

•Stretches often.

•Likes to work out as well, but does it around 4 to avoid everyone else but will find somewhere nice to have breakfast.

•Does not like flowers.

•Will give you a massage if you are in pain, telling you that you have been working well.

•Very Jealous.

•Her best friend is the owl bear. And you of course.

•Bae’zel

•Wants kids

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•Possessive

•Very forward with what she wants.

•Rough sex all the way.

•Likes Ass. But will never outright say that.

•Likes it when you call her name.

•Likes being kissed.

•If you have a tail she likes it if you wrap your tail around her in some way.

•Low key freaky, but nothing too extreme.

•She likes to cover your mouth if you are being too loud, as she does not want anyone to hear how well you are getting off.

•She is not very good with aftercare. She will give you water though.

Gale:

—Sfw—

•ROMANTIC

•Wants to go on a picnic with you so bad.

•He prefers eating Gloves over shoes for his magical artifacts.

•When he is lost in thought, if you are also a wizard you can see bits of weave around him. Mostly circulating his head and hands.

•He loves reading and finding new books. Will even go out of his way to talk to withers to see if he knows of any more interesting books. Sometimes withers will give them to him to read. When he gets them back there are many dog eared pages. With different nice notes for Withers.

•He writes all over his books. He even gives you one that was enchanted to tell a different story that he loved of you each time the book is opened.

•He wears glasses when he gets older.

•DILF.

•Wants kids but is scared of having any thinking he wouldn't be any good at it.

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•8 inches.

•Magical, loves to incorporate magic into your sex life.

•Mage hand?

•Boob man. Does not matter the size as long as he can suck on them.

•He is amazing with his hands and his mouth. Those spells are not easy to pronounce.

•Loves to slowly undress you to build up to the moment.

•Moderately horny.

•Making love to you makes him feel like you are becoming one.

•Whispers praises to you.

•Also loves to be praised.

•Never afraid to initiate the act with you, going as far as to pulling you away from the camp to enjoy eachothers company.

•Lovesssss to hear you moan, it makes him sure that he is doing everything correctly and well.

•Breeding kink. Goodnight

Wyll:

—Sfw—

Such a sweetie.

•Loves to dance, and will ask you if he may have this dance even if there is no music.

•He would go crazy for a Bard at his side.

•Man can sing. And dance what more could you ever need.

•He is charitable. Helping anyone that he can, almost pushy about it sometimes. But he is purely doing it out of kindness.

•Karlach is his bestie. They love to shit talk Mizora.

•She would love to adopt Scratch if he could. But believes he would be better off with Gale or Shadow Heart.

•Loves drinking wine. Often getting wine drunk and giving you so many kisses you could suffocate.

•When you are sleeping together he likes sleeping on the outside incase anyone comes in he can protect you and worst case scenario you can escape.

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•8.5 inches

•He would be a boob man.

•Caring, and gentle.

•Loves getting heads, but is not opposed to giving it either.

•When getting head he would get too excited and fuck the back of your throat.

•Loud, will get very embarrassed if anyone happens to hear him.

•If you were on top and used his horns as leverage he would go wild.

•His favorite position would be missionary, so he could be closer to you and hold you in his arms.

•Needs to feel needed, often will ask for intimacy. But does not always mean bone and be done. He likes to take his time and enjoy each part.

Halsin:

—Sfw—

•Literally the sweetest man.

•Want to be the rock to everyone, and loves if anyone comes to him asking for advice.

•He would become everyone's therapist, but to talk with him he will also teach each person how to whittle a figure while talking. This leads to an excess of carving statues, surprisingly Lae’zels is the best. Making an owl bear that she let Halsin keep.

•Is basically the doctor, everyone going to him when they need healing.

•Often will find an area where he can be one with nature in the morning.

•Loves to cook, always making sure to feed everyone else before himself.

•He is a lightweight drinker. And will baby a drink for hours before finishing it.

•Likes going swimming in his bear form.

•Often going into his bear form when he is sleeping.

•Take baths in nature.

•he will hand pick flowers to give to you so that you have something beautiful from mother nature.

•Chews on pencils.

•Tests your food after Orin shows up at camp, he would rather him getting hurt than you.

•Wants kids, he would be such a good father!!!!!!!!!!

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•HUGE DICK im talking 9.5-10 inches.

•He is big and he knows it. Making sure to prep you well before doing anything.

•He will split half and half when he does it in bear form or in his normal form as long as you are okay with it.

•He is a thigh man.

•He loves stretch marks, kissing them, running his finger tips over them. He just loves them so much.

•Amazing with his hands.

•Speaks in a way that's like honey dripping from his lips. (Very sweet)

•Animalistic when doing the deed.

•Freaky, and i mean like freakyyy.

•Does not care if anyone within a 10 mile radius can hear the two of you.

•Doggy style is his go to.

•He is not opposed to an extra partner in the bedroom, hell he enjoys to the fullest as well. Everyone involved is being satisfied does not matter how long it takes.

•Aftercare is top tier!!!!!!!! He is going to sit with you for a few minutes while he heals any of the wounds that may have been afflicted while everything was happening.

•He cleans you up, and sits you in his lap while he strokes your hair. Swallowing you up in his arms and chest.

•He will want to go over what happened later on after you have recovered. To see what he can improve, what you liked and what you didn’t like. Every detail is saved in the back of his mind for another time.

•Horny ass man.

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This was so fun to write. I’m not the best with writing about smut but I did my best.

[southern-belle-outcasts]

//I’ve legit been struggling to make my ass take this 25 min drive back home. I’m so fucking tired but it’s too damn cold and I paid too much damn money at the chiropractor to sleep awkwardly in this little car. I know part of my problem is needing to eat but that requires getting home. GAH. Ima get home and make soup so while that’s cooking I’ll try to write. Key word being try.

[cutetehe]

Dancing with Barbatos while the other characters watch, what are their reactions?

all of them are short cuz I’m trying to finish the angel version of the “Mc sacrifices themselves for the others to live” 😊

Mc was invited to a special party, one where they got to wear something elegant . Mc outfit was so marvelous that it caught the attention of Barbatos.

“You look stunning Mc, I could even say attractive” Barbatos says

“Awe thank you, you look stunning as always” Mc says

“Would you like to dance with me?” Barbatos asked politely taking out his hand

“It would make this day great if you did” Mc says taking Barbatos hand and heading to the dance floor

Lucifer

Heard your conversation with Barbatos cause he was right behind him, he was gonna ask you to dance

Lucifer is a little bit pissed

a little is an understatement

But he’s definitely not as jealous as the other brothers

Lucifer looks over at Diavolo and Diavolo is cheering Barbatos on

Diavolo had to prep Barbatos cause barbatos was hesitant about asking you to dance

Lucifer thinks it’s funny cause in his view it sounded like Barbatos was shy

Lucifer feels a little bit better

Lucifer just goes to the bar and drinks till you come back away from Barbatos

Offers you a drink or two

He asks if you want to dance with him

If you say no he’ll understand but will feel a little offended (it won’t last long though)

If you say yes he’ll make it the most romantic dance ever

He’d probably dip you

Although if you dip him… HES GOING YO TRY TO ACT CALM BUT IN HIS HEAD HES GOING “stay calm stay calm stay calm STAY CALM..”

A lot of waist grabs (if you are comfortable with it)

Andddd to top it all off a kiss

And right after kissing you he’ll look at Barbatos- who wasn’t even paying attention

Mc thanks Lucifer for the dance and heads off into the crowd

MAMMONNN!!!

Would try to separate Mc and Barbatos as much as possible after that

He hyped himself up so much only for BARBATOS to swipe mc! That’s HIS mc find another mc!

After your dance with Barbatos he’ll try his damn best to get to dance with you

But EVERYTHING KEEPS GETTING IN THE WAY

At one point Diavolo had to distract Mammon so Barbatos and Mc could dance in peace

mammon goes to the bar to drink

He gave up and watches you dance with Barbatos

Dramatic sigh

After sulking he’s ready to dance with you!

…nevermind you are busy dancing with Lucifer

he WILL get his dance! Even if it’s after this party

If you dance with him he’s going try to make it the best dance ever

He’s going to try to show off

Key word try

You both ended up falling cause he wasn’t able to keep up with the dance

Instead of being embarrassed you two just laugh

Maybe this night wasn’t that bad

Leviathan

Let’s be honest

He would’t even be there unless it was required

So for the sake of the depressed leviathan lovers I’ll still write his

He would watch you dance and try to hype himself up

but then bail last minute

Leviathan just goes outside of the party and sit there

He isn’t sad but he is getting light headed

…he is sad

After your dance with Barbatos if you go looking for him he’ll ask you to dance in a more privet area

He uses his phone for music

He plays some anime intro

If YOU dip him he’s going to die

He hopes you dip him

Satan

At least it’s not Lucifer-

If you dance with Lucifer he’s going to get a dance

He was sorta jealous enough but after LUCIFERS he was REALLL jealous

Satan will kiss your hand

He read that people like that

He’ll try to lead the dance

Key word try

Mc takes the lead and does it better then if Satan would’ve leaded

Satan so flustered

Listen I’m all for tough satan but FLUSTERED SATAN

the thing that kills him is the dip (of course)

If you want him to explode kiss him when you dip

somebody kill me im tired

He probably read a ton of books on how to dance the day before

Asmo

Ima be completely honest

Asmo probably already danced with you before Barbatos

But let’s say you didn’t dance with asmo

It’s a coin flip to see who leads

If you lead then expect a lot of compliments and flirting when you two are inches away from each other faces

And you two aren’t far apart for most of the dance so….

Let’s hope you don’t show how embarrassed you are

Cause he’ll milk the shit outta those reactions

It should be obvious that asmo knows how to dance

So it would’t be surprising if asmo leaded the dance

With that being said

Asmo knows how to make someone flustered (or most)

Beel

Wasn’t even paying attention

Out of all the brothers him and asmo would care the least 

He didn’t really plan to dance at all the entire time

Instead he prefer to just stay by the snack bar of course

He can dance with you any time, what makes this different?

After awhile of watching you dance with his brothers (and barbatos) he decides to also join in

For fun

If you are tired from the dancing Beel doesn’t ask to dance but instead relax

and eat with him

belphie is passed out by the snack bar

just ignore him

belphie

just a little jealous

He wanted to dance but he was to tired

So he just stuck with Beel

When you came over to chill with them he was somewhat awake

He was wide awake when you comb his hair with your hand

All I can imagine is him purring

belphie is completely still until you stop combing his hair

Fun fact I had to search up combing to make sure it was the right word cause it looks funny

belphie “wakes up” he was just tired to staying in the same position for thirty minutes and asks if you want to go outside

If you say yes then you both go outside and just stargaze

To him, stargazing is way more better then dancing

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[yeetusdabussy]

Hi!, Can you do a nsfw of dom kakashi x black fem reader, where they are already in a relationship and kakashi did something to make the reader mad and she won’t talk to him and ignores him while he’s trying to apologize to her but he slowly start to get through to her and they have make up sex?

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Don't Act Clueless.

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┊┊🌙Kakashi x BLACKfem!reader

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🌸 Sexual themes, fluff, make up sex, foul language,a bit of angst, pet names(Lotus,baby,goddess,love),mating press, oral (F and M receiving),

He's always fucking late. ALWAYS fucking late. Honestly you weren't surprised but you still hated it with a passion. You and Kashi were supposed to go out today, but that stupid job kept him away from home so much and for so long. Leaving you alone at night most times or even leave you alone for days. You worry about him all the time, you try your best to be understanding, you try to be patient. But after a while, that shit just doesn't work forever, you needed him but you were lonely. Maybe you two have grown away from each other, maybe it was nothing but Lust and not Love in this relationship. You teared up at the thought but maybe that's just what you need to do. Accept that you two just don't belong together anymore. You Cook for two, but there is only ONE person who sits at the kitchen table day and night. That's you, YOU sit there alone with food made for two people! Doing laundry, making breakfast, even being kind enough to visit him with lunch sometimes when you can.You just miss him, and it angered you how alone you were, did he even care? He doesn't even try to check up on you either. Sometimes you wonder If maybe perhaps you weren't his spark anymore, maybe he lost interest and wanted to get away from you. Either way you're confronting him, you don't care how late it is either. You threw on your jacket, purse and keys. You went out there bonnet and all because, who the fuck cares about opinions when your men isn't coming home to your cooking!?

"So, that's how its gonna be. Alright madafucka ima have his gray hair having ass hanging by my nails."

So, what is the best answer? Be petty. You'll just wait, you'll wait all night if you have just to get his dumbass to understand what the hell his missing before its gone. These lonely nights and late night lonely dinners was taking a toll on you. Sometimes you wondered. Could he be cheating? You sure hope the fuck not. Your blood boils with so many scenarios that you didn't even notice the front door opening and closing. Not until you heard his voice, "Hey baby, surprised to see you up so late. "He walked over, hugging your waist, resting his head on your shoulder. But you shoved him away, your actions surprised and confused the poor man. What did he do wrong? And why aren't you even bothering him a glance?

And why the hell are you walking away from him too?

He's never seen you do that before, so his automatic reaction is to follow you and ask what's wrong. And if he did something wrong,"what's wrong? That hurt a little." He chuckles nervously. But stooped quickly once he noticed your distasteful expression. Oh boy he knew he knew he was in for it. "Your hurt?" you scrolled at him. "Uh oh" he thought to himself. "YOUR HURT?!" And there it is, he knew he was about to get it from you tonight. He knee better to talk back to his woman when she's upset, so he simply sat down on the edge of the bed and sighed. "Forgive me for my selfish words. Tell me what's on your mind dove."He knew if he acted calm towards you and acknowledges your feelings. He knows you'll be fine soon. "Kakashi you're never home anymore... I know you're busy, I know you have so much to do but I miss you! Its not fair m'kashi!." You wanted cry, sniffling to hold back the tears. Kakashi felt bad, he knows he's been gone a lot so he can't make any excuses, he didn't think it affected you so much. He should've known better to think that anyways, he got up from his seat and hugs you close. "Shhh, I'm sorry love. I shouldn't have thought it wouldn't affect you this much. I knew better to be so careless, I'll work a little harder to spend more time with you. How about I take three days off, just for you." He talked to you so sweetly, making feel more at ease. "You-, you mean it?" You looked up at him With doe eyes, he pulled his mask down and kisses your cheek. "Of course, would I break my promises?" He raised a brow once he heard you giggle at him. "You've broken a few. Like taking out the trash this morning." You smirked.

His eyes widen remembering that, he cleared his throat and chuckled meekly "s-sorry lotus, that won't happen again. I promise this time." He rubbed the back of his head neck. You smiled and kissed his jawline softly, giving him a knowing smirk. Kakashi knew that look, he wasn't stupid. Clearly you want- NEED him at this exact moment. Who was he to deny you? Your beautiful dark/brown skin always made him want to keep his hands on you at all times, the way your C/T(curl type) hair feels in his fingers, the way your skin is always so soft, to the way you throw down in the kitchen. He couldn't ask for more seasoning in the world when he has you by his side.

you couldn't help but giggle at the mesmerized Hokage who was already getting heavily aroused so easily. What can he say? He loves you, he wants you everyday, you're all he thinks about. Sometimes he wonders if you put a spell on him, because of you, he can BARELY get work done. You know how many times he's nutted in that office? Getting clones to sneak and get your underwear. It was bad, very bad. But he has you now, right here in the flesh. And honestly, he's still feeling a little heartbroken that you think he forgotten all about you, that hurt his ego. He didn't waste time to kiss you and hug your waist, kissing down your neck and moving his hands down to your ass giving it a little pat to signal you to jump. You knew what that meant, jumping up and wrapping your legs around his waist. He carried you to your shared bedroom, it didn't take long before both of your clothes were scattered on the floor.

He loves the sound of the bed banging against the wall, you screaming in his ear about how much you missed him, and his cock. "M'Kashi! Missed you! Missed you so much!~ missed this cock so much kashi!~" Oh how you spur him on! He loves it, he had your legs on his shoulders, his hips swirling and rolling into yours as the skin on skin echoed in the room, the way hr had your gummy walls tightening around his shaft had him in a pussy drunk daze. He missed this, just as much as you did. He kissed and caressed every inch of your body that he could. Whispering soft love you's and praises. "Feels so good my little goddess, but I feel as though you deserve some extra attention somewhere else? ~" he whispers into your ear before sitting up and beginning to lower your legs down and gripping one of your thighs, he caresses his hand down your body and Squeezes one of your breasts, teasingly rolling your nipple between his thumb and index finger. He leans down and begins to kiss down your jawline, leaving small hickies down your neck and chest before attaching his mouth on your other nipple. You moaned and raised your hips go meet his, he shifts his hips that's had his pelvis grinding against your clit each time.

"Kashi!~ gon- m'gonna cum!" You cried out, oh Kakashi loves this part, seeing the way your brown and beautiful folds spreading your cum all over his cock, the way he looks down at your pussy like some chocolate covered strawberry had him in shambles. "C-cum! Cum on my cock!~" And with that, you obeyed. Cumming right on que just like he asked. He groans as he stares at the way your pussy left a beauty creamy ring around his base. It was too much! He came after the third thrust, pressing himself as deep as he could inside of you, mixing your cum with his. You couldn't help but scratch his back in the process as your legs shook. "F-.. Fuck love." He slowly pulled his softening cock out of your hole and watched the way your pussy begins to drip out your mixed potion. You laid there panting and squirming from your powerful orgasm.

You reminded him of a cat getting out of its heat, he had a slight blush and cheeky smirk on his face. "I think, I wanna Go for another round. Yeah?~"

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THANKS FOR THE REQUEST

[harlowsslut]

this was hard cause there’s so many good prompts but please this one: the reader asking jack to attend a wedding with them, to get out of going with someone their parents tried to set them up with. thank you v much!! 😘😘

Best Of Friends

A/N: I know i say this about every story i do but this one is actually my favorite one. Thank you for requesting this<33. Oh also this is the inspo for your dress to the wedding. link

Word Count: 1,807

Bestfriend!Jack Harlow x reader

Summary: Your mom set you up with your neighbor to be your date to a wedding. But your not interested in him so you get Jack to go with instead.

Warnings: Cursing, mostly fluff:)

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“Mom..No” “Why? You haven’t even given him a chance.” “I don’t have too. I’ve told you, dad, and him that im not interested” you sighed rubbing your temple. Your mom and dad have been trying to get you to date your neighbor, Oliver. He was the same age as you, had a job, and got good grades in school.

But you just weren’t interested, he wasn’t your type. “Well it’s to late we already asked him to be your date to Hannah’s wedding and he said yes” she responded finishing up making her coffee. Hannah was your aunt. “WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THAT?” you yelled. “DO NOT CURSE AT ME”.

Right at that moment Jack walked in. “Am i interrupting something orr” he asked. “No your not…lets go” you exclaimed grabbing your book-bag and house keys. “Oh ok, Later Mrs. P” Jack called to your mom walking out the door. You got into Jack’s car and turned the radio all the way up.

“Nope” Jack yelled over the music. “No music until you tell my why i could hear you and your mom screaming from the doorway” “She invited Oliver to Hannah's wedding as my date without even asking me” you groaned. “Your neighbor?” “No my long lost brother, of course my neighbor you dingus” you exclaimed. “Damn sorry” he whispered. “Ya ya hurry up were gonna be late” you laughed. Jack was your best friend. You have known each other since the first grade when you invited him to your birthday party, and now you were juniors in high school. Your parents didn’t like Jack at all when you were younger, like every chance they had to keep you two apart they took.

Eventually you guys got to school and Jack parked in his designated spot. It was cool cause the school let you paint your parking spot, so you and jack spent 2 weeks in the hot sun and painted it. “You know you could always just take me to the wedding” Jack said walking down the hallway. “I could…but my mom would kill me” “So just lie” “Good idea…i’ll think about” you answered. “Ok…you still coming to the game?” “Wouldn’t miss it” you answered doing the secret handshake you and him made up in 5th grade. And you guys went to your classes. After a few hours it was lunch and you had to find Jack. Eventually you found him sitting with his teammates at a lunch table way in the corner of the cafeteria.

“Jack i need you for a sec” you said. But not before saying hi so his teammates. “Ight, i’ll be back guys” he said. You pulled him into a empty classroom. “I need ten dollars” “What the- why?” “Cause ima bribe Oliver to say he’s busy the day of the wedding so you can go instead” “Ohhhh- that’s smart mamma’s” “Uh huh- the money Jackman” “Oh right, i want this back by the way” he exclaimed handing you the ten dollar bill. “We’ll see- bye love you” you yelled. Jack sat back down at the table. “What was that about” his teammate Archer asked.

“Oh nun she just needed some money” “This is like the 3rd time this week” “And?” Jack asked confused. “Seems like she’s using you” Archer mumbled. Jack just stared at him. “We’ve known each other since first grade. I think i’d know if i was being used so shut the fuck up” Jack replied getting up from the table. It was the end of the school day and you were waiting for Jack in his car. After a few minutes he got in. “Hey, what took you so long?” you asked looking up from your phone. “Nun just talking to coach” “Oh ok” you responded.

“So i was thinking i have enough time before your game to go talk with Oliver and see if he’ll take the….”. The whole time Jack wasn’t even listening. He was still thinking about what Archer had said, “where you using him?”. “And then after i was hoping you would come dress shopping with me” you finished. “Jack…JACK” you yelled. “Hmmm” “Were you listening?” you asked. “Of course i was” “Uh huh” you mumbled. After awhile you arrived at your house.

“I’ll see you in a bit Jackman, and don’t worry about your game you’ll do great like you always do” you said. “Thanks, love you” “Love you to” you called from your door. “Love who?” your mom called from the couch. “Suddenly i can’t remember” “Haha- I thought me and your dad told you to stop talking to him” “And i said no”

you yelled from the top of the stairs. You got to your room and it was a mess. You couldn't even see the floor with the amount of clothes on it. "I'll clean this later" you said for the 4th time this week. You were in your room rummaging for something to wear for about 20 minutes.

It wasn't to hot but it wasn't to cold. You decided on a white crop top, some biker shorts and your black converses. "MOM WHERE ARE MY SUNGLASSES" you yelled from the front door. "BY YOUR CAR KEYS" "K FOUND THEM LOVE YOU BYE" you yelled grabbing your keys as well. You were heading to Jacks game but first had to talk with Oliver. You knocked on the door and he instantly answered. "Hey Y/N" "Hi um so i know my mom set you up to be my date to my aunts wedding, but i was wondering if you could reconsider?" you asked sternly. "And why would i do that?" he answered.

"Cause i'll give you ten dollars" "I don't need money" he laughed. "Well what do you want then?" you asked getting irritated. He stood there thinking. "You have to be my date to prom" he demanded. "Fineee" you whined. "Great!" he said happily closing the door. You were a little late to Jacks game but when were you not. You saw Urban standing by the coaches.

"Hey Urb" "Sup!" "What's the score?" "6-0" "We the 6 or 0?" "Six" he laughed. "Oh- what position is Jack?" "Goalie" "I thought he couldn't play that cause his wrist?" you said in a worried tone. "Guess he's fine i don't know" he said trying to focus on the game. "Ya ok" you said walking over to where the cheerleaders were to mingle. By halftime the score was 15-9. You left a little before to go get something from the concession stand. They didn't have anything you wanted. Just candy and bags of chips. On your way back to the field you ran into your ex-bestfriend Ava.

The reason she was your ex was because she tried to destroy yours and Jacks friendship. She started rumors about you and talked behind your back. Just so she could shoot her shot at Jack. "Hey Y/N" she called. You walked right past her not saying a word. You stayed with the cheerleaders for the rest of the game. You were about to go talk with Jack but then your mom texted you and she sounded mad. You could tell cause they were in all caps and she called you right after.

Jack saw you leave and was confused but he knew it was for a good reason and that you would tell him later. You got home and your mom immediately yelled at you. "So Oliver just called me and said he couldn't make it to the wedding...wanna tell me what that's about" "i don't know maybe he couldn't make it" "He can i checked his schedule" she said proudly. "Wow stalker much" you laughed. "I know you told him to say he couldn't make it or bribed him" “Why would i ever do that…i wanted to go with Oliver so bad” you called walking to your room.

A Few Weeks Later…

“No. You have to be kidding me” you groaned looking thru your suit case. “What happened?” Jack called from the bathroom while brushing his teeth. “I don’t have my fucking dress” “We can just go get another one…im sure there's some good stores” Jack responded. “I mean yea but its not the same…and i would have to have Hannah approve” you groaned putting on a sweatshirt and sweats on. You and Jack went out to a couple stores some had cute ones but Hannah didn’t approve. But you were on your last store and found the perfect one. It was a (the link in the A/N) spaghetti strap type dress with a slit from the upper thigh all the way down. So you sent a pic to Hannah and she said she was fine with it.

“Mission accomplished. And i packed a pair of black heels too” you said celebrating. Bye the time you got back to the hotel it was almost time for the wedding. You put on the dress and hugged your body so well, like it was made for you. You walked out of the bathroom and Jack just stared at you. “Yes Jack?” you asked waving your hand in front of his face. “Huh? Yea no im good…but like wow” he laughed. “You literally look stunning” he exclaimed admiring you. “Thanks” you answered looking for your earrings.

You will say Jack and a suit are two things you didn’t know you needed to see. You got to the venue and it was beautiful. You congratulated Hannah and her now husband, mingled with the other guests, and just had a good time. A few hours before the wedding was over they played a slow song and asked everyone with a partner to get on the dance floor. So you were gonna ask Jack but couldn’t find him. Then remembered hearing him say he was gonna step outside. So you walked outside and saw him sitting on a bench watching the sunset.

“Hey” “Hey!”. You sat there for a few just embracing the silence. “Y/N…can i ask you a question” “Sure what’s up?” you asked moving your eyes from the view to Jack’s eyes. “Are you using me?” “What?” “Are you using me?…like for money and stuff” he said raising his voice a little. “Jack no why would you think that. We’ve know each other since 1st grade.” you exclaimed. You grabbed both of his cheeks in your hands an looked into his eyes. “I promise you i am not using you, never have and never will” you said. Jack just sat there looking into your eyes.

And in that moment he didn’t understand how in love he was with you until now. He looked back at your eyes then your lips then your eyes, and kissed you. You didn’t back away or try to stop it. You’ve always loved Jack but didn’t know how to tell him. <333

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The Reaper and The Death Angel Part 42

My life is falling to pieces right now, here's a chapter that I'm kinda happy with.

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Part 41

Contains: Angst, pain, major character death marked with XXX, blood, violence, sadness, smut (fingering, oral sex M receiving, P in V) follows the plot of 4x06 - 4x08 loosely.

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Death comes for Charming.

You knew you were being tailed by Unser as you pulled into T-M, but there was no point in worrying with Abel trying to point out fun things around the compound as you parked the car, "birdy."

It was said with such sureness, "yes, what colour is the birdy?"

There was a pause, "brown."

You chuckled, "very good Abel, that birdy is brown."

Gemma greeted you when you got out of the car, "hey, I was going to pick him up."

You shrugged, "the case I'm working on has hit a brick wall, I'm waiting for results on some bone scrapings, if I didn't get out of that lab I'm going to go insane."

You handed her a bag, "Abel's learning his colours so there's a book and some cards in there if he gets bored."

"Great, you gonna have lunch here?"

You nodded, "yeah, the results won't be back for a few hours so I've got time."

A little while later, Lyla and Ima showed up, "is Juice around?"

Gemma shook her head, "Club business, what's going on?"

Ima rubbed her face, "our servers are about to crash, we need help."

"I'll call someone at Anvil to go and help in the meantime, they're in Oakland so if you can hold off from an hour, they might be able to get something fixed.

A taxi pulled into the lot and a young woman got out, Gemma huffed and rubbed her face, "who is that?"

She smiled, "half of Satan's spawn."

****

They lined up all thirty keys of coke with smiles on their faces, "the cartel will be here late tonight."

Clay nodded, "well, we better make sure everything is perfect."

Jax gave a nod in agreement, "make sure the warehouse is always protected, I don't believe Romeo for one minute about us being safe up north."

They wandered outside to work out protection until Parada arrived, "I'm gonna keep Rafi here too."

Clay nodded, "good idea."

He turned to Miles and Juice, "you two stay here with the prospects, no one leaves the dope alone."

Tig stepped aside to take a call, "Clay, I got a thing at T-M, my kid just showed up."

Bobby smiled, "which one?"

Tig shook his head, "the crazy one."

Jax's tone was light, "which one?" They laughed and Tig left, worried about what he was going to walk into.

****

Dawn was there for help with school, she needed money for textbooks so you were holding Abel while Tig worked on a car so he could point out all the different things under the hood. Abel reached out to touch something and you held his little hand, "what do we ask before we touch something that isn't ours?"

He looked at you with curious eyes, "touch please."

Tig chuckled and held the screwdriver in front of him, "ta." You heard a car race into the lot and a man got out and slammed the door, stomping over to where you and Tig were standing.

"You people fucked up my car."

You put Abel down and waved through the window to Ima and Lyla who opened the door, "can you go read your book with auntie Lyla and auntie Ima please." Abel totted off none the wiser.

"You need to lower your voice, I'm sure Mr Tragger can fix your issue."

The man's voice got nasty, "I wasn't talking to you bitch."

A crowd was forming, "ok buddy, it's time for you to go, you can come back later when you're calm." Your hand moved to the gun on your hip after Tig told him to leave, the man didn't act like he was going to go anywhere, then there was a gun in your face.

You left your hand on your hip and took a step to the right so there was no way he could make a break for the office where Abel was. "Leave now."

Tig's eyes were glued to the gun, "you heard the lady, leave or we call the cops."

The man deflated at the threat of law enforcement, "I'll be back."

You relaxed and so did Tig, everyone else was standing stock still, "I got his licence plate number, we need to call Hale and turn over the CCTV footage."

Tig nodded, "I'll call the guys and get them back here."

****

Opie got the phone call just as they were arranging the transport to the Mayans' cut and bag house, "yo, we got a problem."

After talking to Ope outside Jax was in a rage, "what happened?"

He was already halfway to his bike, "some psycho customer pulled a gun on everyone."

Clay was the one in a rush now, "Jesus Christ, are they alright?"

Jax nodded, "Hale's on his way, Tig said everyone was fine."

As they got to the door, Juice and Miles stopped, "we'll stay behind and watch the dope, you guys go. Keep us updated."

Jax gave a curt nod, "Sam, stay here too, we don't need everyone there with Hale showing up, it might look suspicious."

They arrived at T-M in a flash, Hale was still there, talking to one of the mechanics, he could see you pacing in the back of the garage. Jax came running up to you, pulling you into his arms, "are you ok?"

You nodded, "I'm fine, just shaken up. That guy was unhinged Jax, he'll be back here to do damage if he's not arrested."

Jax took a deep breath, "is Hale going after the guy?"

You nodded, "yeah, he's talking to Dog to see what he was on about, the car he was driving sounded fine."

Jax jutted his head towards the office, "is Abel in there?"

You nodded, "yep, I got him there before the gun came out."

Jax relaxed further, "thank God for your quick thinking."

You chuckled, "can I admit something?" Jax squeezed you tighter, "that was the first time I've been scared of a gun since I was a teenager."

Jax clenched his jaw, "anyone would be scared with a gun in their face, you're not superhuman y/n, it's ok to be frightened."

You huffed, "you always know what to say, don't you Teller."

He pressed a kiss to your forehead, "you want me to drive you back to work?"

You shook your head, "nah, I'll be home a bit late tonight so don't wait up. I love you."

"Love you too Darlin."

****

"Romeo will be here in an hour."

Happy's head dropped, "I'm gonna take a nap, I've been at this since last night." Chibs nodded and Happy wandered to the office, leaving Juice and Chibs to talk.

"You ever push back against the rules, some of them are pretty hardcore."

Chibs shook his head, "you knew what they were when you signed up."

Juice nodded, "the black thing ever bother you, with Fiona and all?"

Chibs shook his head, "nah, Fiona was an old lady. Listen, the rules have been around since day one, different time, I'm not saying I agreed with them but if you start picking and choosing which ones to follow, the whole thing falls apart."

"Yeah, I'm going for a smoke."

Miles was out by the tress when he walked outside, "hey Juice." He could tell how tired the man was but right now, the whole warehouse was filled with men who wanted to go home. Juice lit, took a hit then passed Miles the joint, both unaware of the car slowly driving up to the warehouse. By the time they saw it, it was too late.

XXXXXXXXX

They turned their heads as the car got closer but the gun was out the window and firing before they could react, Juice felt a searing hot pain in his leg and warm wetness on his face as he hit the ground, Miles was grunting in pain. He pulled his gun and turned onto his back, firing at the car as it sped off.

The others came rushing out and Juice scrambled to Miles who was sputtering, his chest covered in red. Chibs lifted his shirt, "call y/n, this is beyond me." Happy scrambled to get his phone out while Juice and Phill dragged Miles inside, there was a moment of quite so nasty it cut the air then Miles took a hacking breath, then there was nothing.

Juice reached and hand down and placed to fingers in his neck, nothing. Chibs came running in and Rat emerged from the office with a first aid kit, "we're too late." Juice was now suddenly aware of how much pain he was in, his leg falling out from under him.

The others arrived in record time, taking in the trail of blood from the small grouping of trees to where Miles' body lay, "we need to clean this up, take the body to Seekter's."

Jax rubbed his face, "was this the rival cartel?"

They all shrugged, "we better ask Romeo."

The prospects started to move the body while Chibs loaded Juice into the van, "my sister's waiting for you at her place, call us when you get there safe, yeah?"

Chibs nodded, "of course brother."

XXXXXXXXX

You were already set up when they arrived, "where's Miles, I thought I was going to the warehouse?"

Chibs shook his head, "Miles didn't make it."

You rubbed your face, "I need those bullets." Chibs nodded and called Happy, telling him to make sure to retrieve the bullets before Skeeter did anything."

"Let's get you fixed up."

He climbed onto the steel table in the laundry and you started to work, "you alright if Chibs helps?"

Juice nodded, his voice flat, "sure."

It didn't take long to get him stitched up, once you were done, you wrapped the wound in some waterproof bandages and sent him for a shower, "I really want you to stay here tonight so I can make sure you're doing ok, are you alright with that?"

"Yeah, thanks."

You pulled Chibs aside when Juice was out of earshot, "I know you could have taken care of that, why bring him to me?"

Chibs shrugged, "because I know you didn't offer for him to stay the night so you could keep the bullet hole clean."

You nodded, "I'll talk to him once he's not covered in blood, you doing ok?"

He shrugged again, "I guess Romeo lied."

"He's in a cartel what else do you expect. I'm really sorry about Miles, he was a good dude."

Chibs smiled sadly, "thanks lass, call me later tonight and tell me how Juicy Boy is going?"

You put a hand on his shoulder, "of course Chibs."

*****

"You told us we were safe up here, now one of my guys is dead."

Parada put his hand up, "we have no idea if it was Lobo Sonora, let's us do some digging before we worry. In the meantime, I'll keep some of my guys here for safety."

Everything went smoothly with Romeo, then Clay was pulling him aside. "We got a problem, we have an internal threat. A family member stumbled on some of our more sensitive information."

Romeo did his best not to huff, "this is really bad."

Clay shook his head, "I know, she's out doc and she got a level of access. It got out of hand, I'm afraid she's going to expose us."

"The doctor, that's your VP's old lady?"

Clay nodded, "yeah, he don't know." It was getting hard for Romeo not the laugh, he had read the letters, he knew what this was about. Despite how short you were with him, he liked you, you listened and never kept any information from them, the fact that you had warned him this was going to happen only solidified what the director said about you.

Once they had driven away, Romeo called you, "you were right, Clay wants you dead."

You huffed, "get Willows on it, we work well together and I trust him not to shoot me."

"Done."

****

"Could this be someone at work?"

You shrugged nonchalantly, "it could very well be the frat assholes next door. I have cameras outside, I'll see who left it and go from there." You took the note from here and walked to the sink after pulling a lighter from the drawer. Once the note was burnt, you dusted your hands and sat down.

"I'm calling Jax."

You rolled your eyes, "I tell him tonight, if it was the cartel they would have sent a bomb to my doorstep. I'm not worried, I truly couldn't care less." She looked at you like you were insane then called Jax while you checked the camera, you deleted the footage before Gemma came back, "they were wearing a hoodie, no idea who it was but they didn't look armed, the footage is gone so the cops can't come looking. Can I go to work now?"

She shook her head, "Jax wants you at the Clubhouse."

You threw your arms up in the air, "fine but only because I'm worried about his blood pressure."

Confronting Unser about why he left the death threat would have to wait.

*****

"Sorry about Miles, I like the guy."

Jax smiled softly, "thanks man, you wanna give us the tour?"

Marcus nodded and took them through the house. The cut and bag operation was impressive, Kip huffed as the vision of the women filling tortillas with drugs, "that's pretty smart." Marcus gave him a smile.

"How many dealers?" Jax was impressed that they were so well organised but a phone call ruined the tone of the morning, "we've got to go right now, it's y/n." They were running out the door right away, "someone put a death threat in her car." Before they could leave, a car rammed into the compound and started shooting.

It lasted less than a minute and people were dead everywhere, Jax drove after the shooter while the other tried to get their baring, "put someone with my wife and kid."

Marcus was bleeding "how far is your shot doc?"

Marcus jutted his head towards the dead man on the ground, "not too far."

"You guy follow us, call y/n."

****

Abel was screaming for his father while Chibs bounced him up and down, "bring your medical bag."

You took a deep breath and Chibs walked by you, "there's your mummy, see."

You reached out and grabbed his little hand, "daddy will be here soon, can you be brave until them?"

He sniffed and held your hand with all his might nodding through tears, "thank you Abel, now we're going to go to daddy's work and wait for him, is that ok with you?"

He wiped his face with the back of his hand and nodded, "good job mum."

You huffed, "thanks Chibby." Clay and Alvarez were there when you arrived, "where's Jax?"

Clay's tone was short, "he went after the shooter."

You sighed, "get Mr Alvarez into the Clubhouse, I'll fix him up."

You looked over the wound while Chibs handed Alvarez a joint, Gemma and Clay were talking by the bar, "how is y/n?"

Gemma huffed, "how she normally is, Miss Ice Queen over there isn't worried at all. You think the threat's real?"

Clay shook his head, "I don't know."

Clay walked over to you while Gemma spoke to Opie, "where's are the girls and your kids?"

Opie stood up, seemly just as worried as everyone else, "the kids are on their way with Lyla and Ima."

Opie left with Bobby to get Piney while you started to fix Alvarez, "you got any idea who this was?"

Marcus shook his head, "some guy that wanted me dead."

You handed the lidocaine to Chibs, "two more inches and he would have hit your axillary artery, you would have bled out in two minutes max. He almost got his wish."

"Thanks, what happened to you? Jax was very concerned."

You rolled your eyes, "someone put a note in my car, a death threat. As you can see, I'm not worried."

You picked up a scalpel and started working, "a death threat, shit."

"Could this be the other cartel?"

Marcus shook his head, the phone ringing as you cleaned the mound, "Jacky Boy, you alright?"

Jax's voice was hushed, "fine, is y/n safe?"

Chibs nodded, "she's right here, patching up Alverez." Jax gave the address he was sitting on then Chibs held the phone to your head.

"Hey, are you ok?"

He sounded worried, "yeah, are you?"

You huffed, "I don't like warm bodies, they feel weird."

Jax chuckled, "good to know Darlin, I don't want you leaving the compound." You sighed, "you can't do anything about it if I do, but I'll stay for your sake. I love you."

"Love you too."

Jax hung up and you went back to the bullet hole, "it's wasn't the cartel, they would have left the message in her kid's blood."

You smiled, "thank you Marcus for being the only logical person I've talked to today, I'll make sure your scar looks extra nice."

****

Finding the shooter failed miserably, when they burst into the apartment, there were children everywhere, "get the kids out of here." They were out of the room seconds later, then Jax was hauling the man he said was the driver up on his feet.

"Where is the other shooter?" Jax pressed the gun to his head, "where is the other shooter?" The man shook his head, it didn't take long to pull the truth out of the family, then the shooter came out of the bathroom and the chaos started. In a matter of seconds, one woman and the shooter were dead. Jax was at his wits end and the man knew it, he gave them the whole story in a rush of tears and stress.

"Better call your friend Romeo."

Jax looked around, "we got to go."

****

"He gonna make it?"

You nodded, "he'll be fine, when are the others back? I've got news about the men who killed Miles."

She shrugged, "soon just hold tight." Sure enough, the others were back twenty minutes later.

Jax all but ran up to you and pulled you into his arms, "you ok?"

You nodded, "I'm fine. I got the ballistics back on the bullets that killed Miles, nothing from this side of the border, there was a hit south but I can't go looking with sparking suspicion, the plates were bogus."

Jax smiled sadly, Miles' goodbye was short and rushed, they would bury him properly when all this blew over, "thank Darlin, you sure you're ok?"

You pressed a kiss to his chin, "I'll worry when there's something to worry about. I still have a four million dollar price on my head from the last cartel I dealt with."

Jax huffed, "my little badass, I wish I had your balls."

You giggled, "don't sell yourself too short Teller, yours are plenty big."

Jax smiled and went to whisper something in your ear but Abel came racing out of the dorm, "daddy."

Jax knelt down and lifted Abel into his arms, "hello little man."

You wrapped your arms around both of them, 'we're going to be ok, this is nothing for me Jax."

When you walked outside, the others were sitting around one of the picnic tables, "what?"

Bobby shook his head, "it looks like SAMTAZ just got hit, Armando's MIA."

You nodded, "it makes sense that they'd do that, have you contacted Santo Parde?"

Bobby shook his head, "we're waiting until we hear more."

Chibs left in a huff to talk to Clay and Juice was called in soon after, when he came out, he had another flash on his chest but he seemed so sad. You shared a look with Sam and pulled him aside, "keep an eye on him Sam, I'm worried."

Sam swallowed, "yeah, I heard him talking about Miles."

You nodded, "he was there when he died, I don't think he's taking it well."

"I'll invite him over for dinner tonight, make sure he's not alone with his thoughts for too long."

You took a deep breath, "good idea."

****

They were sitting in church talking over the plans, Bobby's voice was tight as he spoke. He and Clay were at each other like school children, then Bobby was calling an officer challenge. The room went cold, "your leadership is comprising this Club, I wanna vote, new president."

"Second, get Juice, Sack and Happy back here, call Kozik and Piney and get their proxies. We vote this shit tonight." The slam of the gavel sealed everyone's fate.

****

"I know none of you can we here for long so I just put on something small, roast chicken thighs, some veggies and rice. Help yourselves." Jax offered you a soft smile while Juice pilled his plate high, "how's the baking going?"

Juice smiled, "I hopped on a doughnut train, I think I've got it down now."

You huffed in mock offence, "where are these doughnuts you speak of? Was I not considered?"

Juice chuckled, "well yes, but you know what it's like, you leave something out of a second and it's gone."

"He's not lying, I've tried to bring some home for you and they were all gone."

Ima giggled, "you brought some home for me."

Sam went red, "awww, ain't that the cutest."

Jax tapped your knee with his, "be nice to your brother." You looked a

Jax and blinked, "I am nice to him, it's not my fault he's got goo goo eyes now, back me up Juicy."

Juice laughed, "I ain't getting in the middle of this."

You shook your head, "when do you guys need to leave?"

Jax smiled, "Clay texted about twenty minutes ago, we're have the vote in the morning."

You nodded, "that's good, I don't really want you guys travelling late at night. You can stay here tonight as well Juice, I don't think it's safe for you to travel on your own."

Juice smiled, "thanks."

The rest of the night was calm, with the others going to bed just as you put Abel down. You were in the doorway between your room and his making you he was settling well when Jax came behind you and wrapped his arms around your body, his bare chest against your back. He looked over your shoulder and closed the door when he saw Abel was fast asleep, taking your hand in his and walking you to the bed.

"I love you so much."

You smiled, "I love you too. What's the matter beloved?"

Jax smiled sadly, "I don't know where all of this is leading y/n, I think the cartel was a mistake. I…..I just don't want you to get hurt."

You placed your hand on his face, "Jackson, I'm not going to get hurt. When you guys were inside, I was offered a job at the Smithsonian, as the head of anthropology, I turned it down. They called on Monday and I turned it down again. I'm here Jax, and I'm not leaving, even for the job I've wanted since I was a little girl. Because it wouldn't mean anything without you and Abel."

Jax's eyes were wet, "I don't deserve you."

You shook your head, "it's not that simple Jax. But I'll always be here, as long as you'll have me." He encompassed your face with his hands, pulling you in for a kiss as you climbed onto his lap. Jax ran his hands up your body and pulled your shirt off you while laying back on the bed and you went up on your knees to pull your panties off.

He repositioned himself on the bed with his head on the pillows, you pulled on the hem of his grey sweatpants and yanked them down, shaking your head as his bare skin was revealed, "commando, really Jackson?"

He smirked, "I have eyes you know, I see the way you look at me."

You shrugged, "well most of the time I'm looking at your butt so you can't see my face but you are a snack."

His smirk grew, "oh really?"

You shook your head, "you're insufferable."

You leaned down and kissed his neck, Jax grunting when your teeth met his flesh, "why are you always biting me?"

His tone was light and warm with a hint of smugness, "cause you're biteable. Also, you're so attractive that it makes me mad."

He pulled his lower lip between his teeth, "is that so?" You bit him again, a little harder this time.

You softened your lips as you pressed them to his, Jax's hand reaching up and held your face to his. His other hand was running along the outside of the thigh and up your body, landing on your breast where his finger circled your nipple. You indulged him for a few seconds before taking his hand and placing it between your legs, "you're being impatient again."

Regardless, his finger ran through your slit and his teeth grabbed your lower lip. You gasped into his mouth as he slid two fingers inside you and crooked them to rub your G-spot while this thumb rubbed your clit. You feel against his chest as he moved his fingers, Jax craning his head to kiss and suck your neck.

Jax's thumb pressed harder and you moved your head to kiss him as his fingers pushed you over the edge. He dropped his arm and lifted his free hand to stroke your cheek, then you were kissing down his body. "I want you to ride me."

You smiled, "let me suck your dick first?"

He chuckled with a nod, "sure Darlin."

You kissed from hip to hip and along his adonis belt, Jax moaning as you kissed down his cock to the head. You licked around the head then sucked his cock into your mouth, Jax moving his hands to gently rub your face and neck. You pulled him into your mouth as far as you could, using one hand to wrap around the part of his shaft you could reach with your mouth.

Jax grunted when your hand came to hold his balls, then he was pulling you up by your wrist, "that enough."

He tapped his hips, "hop on." He shot you the trademark Teller smirk as you climbed on top of him and held his cock while you slid onto him. You let out a grunt as he bottomed out, "you good pretty girl?" You nodded through gritted teeth.

"You're so big."

Jax chuckled and his fingertips landed on your clit as he rubbed in soft circles, "take all the time you need, I'm not going anywhere." He lifted himself up on his elbows and you leaned down to kiss him. The kiss was rough, one of Jax's hands was holding your face tight enough that you couldn't sit up full, you pushed on his chest with all your might and he let go, chuckling as you leaned back and placed your hands behind you.

You moved your hips in a slow grind while Jax took in the vision of your heaving torso as you moved. Jax's eyes drifted to where you were joined, his eyes going wide when he saw how wet you were "holy shit that's hot."

You giggled, "you're a Troglodyte."

He huffed, "careful now."

You leaned down and hovered your lips just above his, "what are you going to….." You sentence was cut off as he flipped you over, letting out a little shout that had Jax smiling smugly.

"What I am going to do about it?"

You didn't have the chance to answer as his finger went back to your clit and his hips moved in rapid rolling thrusts. "Oh my God, please."

He bit your shoulder, "please what?" You shook your head, "more, stop, what do you want Darlin?"

You took a deep breath, "please, I need to cum."

Jax chuckled, "I can do that." He changed the angle of his hips to hit your G-spot with each thrust and you moaned, "there?" You nodded and he doubled down.

You clawed at his back as you contacted around him, Jax's hips faltering as he regained his rhythm, "that's it Darlin, all you have to do is tell me what you need and I'll give it to you." His voice cracked at the end and then he was spraying your insides.

You wrapped your arms around him and held him to your chest, "thank you."

Jax pressed a kiss to your cheek, "you kidding me? I should be thanking you."

You smiled softly as he pressed his lips to yours, "I'll clean you up." You nodded and he stroked your hips as he stood up, returning with a warm damp cloth to remove the mess.

He tossed the used towel into the hamper and climbed into bed next to you, pulling you into his arms. "I'll text you when the vote is done."

You rested your head against his chest, "it's all going to work out Jax, don't worry."

You ran the backs of his fingers along your arm, "the more you say it the more I believe you, somehow you've always managed to come in at the eleventh hour and fix things for us."

You chuckled, "we'll see, the cartel is a different kettle of fish."

You pressed a kiss to his cheek, "good night beloved."

"Good night Darlin."

****

The air inside the chapel was bearly breathable with the tension that hung between the members, "ok, yay or nay, Bobby taking the Gavel?" There was a heartbeat of quiet before Clay gave his nay and another before Tig gave his, the science, while they waited for Chibs was deafening. Then the gunshots started, they hit the floor as debris sprayed around them, and the sound of bullets rushing past their ears filled the room.

They scrambled to arm themselves and get outside, the red truck standing out as it blazed through the compound. They did their best to return fire, a man falling from the truck as it drove away and the shooting ceased. Opie spotted the man who fell off the back, "there's one."

There was a rush then Happy was pressing the butt of his gun to the man's neck, "don't move."

"Oh man, Clay, this is bad." Chucky's voice was rushed and shaky, "like bad bad."

They walked over, "what is it?"

Jax's tone didn't reflect Chucky's worry, "holy shit, that's…"

Piney wished he was surprised, "it's Armando."

****

"Ok, I have these patterns here but if you don't find one you like, I can always draft one." You had spent some time early that day looking over wedding dresses in the shop on Mainstreet so she knew what she wanted

Ima looked over the wedding dress patterns, passing them to Lyla as she went. Her eyes lit up as she landed on one, "this one, this is it."

It was old Hollywood, long and flowing with a high cowl and boat neck and a barely formfitting drape. "Very Marilyn Monroe, would you like to start looking at fabric?"

She shook her head, "I want silk, I think that would look best."

You nodded, "good call, colour?"

She pointed to a classic off white, "great, let me take your measurement, I'll have a linen draft done by the weekend then we can go from there."

You were about the start handing daft patterns pieces to the other women to start cutting when you got Sam's call, "we need you at the reservation, something's happened."

You rubbed your face, "sorry ladies, Club business. Once the cutting is done, you guys can have a look at the flowers, I've tell the botany department to go ahead without me there, just get Travis to show you the way."

You hugged Ima and Lyla and left to deal with the latest mess.

****

When you drove up, Sam and Kip greeted you, "what the hell is going on."

Sam took your arm and led you into a barn where a man and tied to a chair, "am I here for him?"

Kip shook his head, "no, you're here for this."

He opened a black duffle bag only to show you three decapitated heads, "oh my God, that's Armando."

Sam nodded, "there was a drive-by at T-M, these were dropped off, can you tell us if they were alive when it happened."

You nodded and rushed to your car to get gloves, Happy came over to the half-open van a few feet away to get a toolbox, "you good with this?"

He gave you a curt nod, "yeah, I'll come get you if I think you can help."

You returned and picked up one of the heads and looked at the exposed neck, "they were alive, there's blood in the tissue. Maybe don't tell SAMTAZ those details, and someone needs to call Santo Padre."

Kip nodded, "good idea y/n, I'll call Jax."

Sam put his hand on your shoulder, "I'll let you get back to helping with my wedding."

You shook your head, "I will give you nothing, my mind is a steel trap."

He laughed, "really?"

You shook your head, "she's going to look beautiful."

****

Hale showed up with a scowl on his face, it became clear why when Roosevelt drove up behind him, "I'm sorry, I tried to keep him away but he pissed about RICO falling through."

Jax's eyebrows furrowed, "y/n, she let me know about Potter. For what it's worth, I would have never let them set up here."

Jax nodded, "just don't turn over too much dirt and we'll be fine."

Roosevelt walked over and started to question them, dismissing the idea that it was a rival mechanic. Jax walked away after Roosevelt continued and insisted on a full investigation.

They drove to the reservation, being greeted by Sam and Kip while Happy worked over the shooter, "how's the wedding planning going?"

Sam huffed, "I don't think my sister planned to have come here and look at heads instead of flowers but it seems to be going well. She said they were alive when they cut their heads off."

Jax stuttered and walked over the Happy, "he's hasn't said a word."

"Are you sure you didn't cut his tongue out?"

Happy shook his head, "not yet, but I'm running out of ideas." The man had a flash of fear on his face when the cartel showed up. He only started talking after Torres shot him up with sodium pentothal.

Sam shook his head and pulled Jax aside, "there's no such thing as a truth serum, we can't trust what that guy tells us."

Jax nodded, "yeah man, we'll be careful."

Whether he was telling the truth about Pedro being a rat was one thing, but they were stuck doing the cartel's bidding until they knew for sure. "If Pedro is the pipeline to Lobo, let's feed him something useful. Our guns, we'll tell him we're moving them out of Cali tomorrow, that we're storing them here tonight. Then you are your guys, take them down."

Sam snarled, "we're not an infantry unit, you're going to get us killed."

Torres smiled, "you will be, make no mistake, gentlemen, we're at war." It didn't take long for them to feed the information back to Pedro, then they split off to do their various duties before eight when Lobo was set to arrive.

"Kip, can you head to my place and check on my kids."

He nodded and Opie placed a hand on his shoulder, "I bet you're happy she's with Ima and y/n right now?"

He nodded, "yeah, it's going to take a whole army to get through her."

Jax chuckled, "sometimes I wish we let women in, she would have had all these assholes sorted months ago."

Opie nodded and did his best not to laugh, "oh Jackson, as if I'd ever spend more than necessary on one of those two-wheeled death machines."

It wasn't meanspirited, you never kept your dislike for bikes quiet, Jax giggled, "she would say exactly that."

****

You and the ladies had just finished with buying the invites by the time the Charming Gardens fundraiser started, Gemma and Tig were already there. "Hey, how's it looking?"

Gemma smiled, "there's some pretty fat cats here but it's hard to say, you have any luck with that grant?"

You nodded, "yep, thirty thousands each year if the gardens put on educational classes for the locals at least twice a week, I just told Rita and she seems pretty happy."

You glared at Roosevelt as he walked up, "Rita just told me what you did, I know we haven't ever seen.."

You, "we haven't seen eye to eye and we never will, I know you're not going anywhere no matter what happened Potter but you don't need to make nice with me. If we ever work together, all you have to do is put the victim first and we'll get along fine."

Clay arrived next, doing his best to seem like the family-friendly man and Charming's best friend. It didn't take long for the party to get going, Oswald gave an impassioned speech as Mayor and along with Clay, gave the garden enough money to keep their heads above water for another year.

Gemma was sitting next to you and placed her arm in yours, "it's nice to have a win."

You nodded, "yeah, it is."

****

They readily their guns, it was eight, time to meet Lobo. The air was charged as they approached the taco truck in the dark, Chibs had a shutter run down his spine as he remembered the last time he encountered a bomb, "it's got to be rigged, that'll blow us all to hell."

"Where's Pedro?" A gagged man was pushed towards the truck and forced to open it, the smell of day old corpses hitting them in the face as the roller door slid open.

Jax huffed, "some truth serum, how did they know we were waiting for them?" Torres pulled a knife out of his jacket and drove it into Pedro's neck, there was such a coldness in his eyes that Jax felt his skin prickled.

They were not getting out of this unscathed.

****

Jax and Sam came home late, late enough that Ima and Abel had been in bed for hours, "how did it go?"

Sam huffed and yelled as he walked to have a shower, "how to fuck do you think."

Jax bristled, "it's ok, he's just stressed, he should be planning his wedding and instead he's dealing with Clay's mess."

Jax pulled out a chair and sat down opposite you, "where's your head at with all this?" You shrugged.

"No where, I'm busy tomorrow but the next day I'm going to talk Abel to the park, then I'm going to start Ima's wedding dress. I'm not worried Jax, I believe you when you said you're going to get the Club out of all of this, I'm going to keep the faith while you work at that."

Jax smiled and reached his hand out and laced your fingers together, "I am the luckiest man in the world."

****

Your phone rung while Jax was in the shower, you walked into the office and shut the door so you wouldn't be bothered, "I don't have much to tell you, Lobo Sonora are creating serious trouble and Parada and Torres aren't tell the Sons the whole truth."

Vance cleared his throat, "I'm not calling about that, there's been activity at the cabin."

You took a deep breath, "is Piney dead?"

You could tell by the quiet the answer, "yes, I'm sorry. You were right to be worried, it was Morrow."

You shook your head, "do you have to the whole thing on video, with audio?"

There was the clicking of keys, "yep, you want us to send someone to get the bugs?"

"Please, I think it's time to move to the next phase, someone needs to tell Damon Pope that he's about to get an offer and someone needs tell Marcus Alvarez that he might be taking over the gun business."

Vance chuckled, "you haven't lost your edge, you want us to put Willows in place?"

"Yeah, I'm sure the hit's coming soon. Don't lie to Marcus, he's a good man. Pope will understand what's being asked of him, The Mayans need Pope's backing if they want to take on so many things at once."

More key clacking was followed up by Vance's reply, "we're almost done, and then you and your loved ones can have their lives back."

"You hope."

He huffed, "yeah, I hope. But if it all falls apart, we'd be happy to have you back."

Part 43

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[peachbear88]

She'd Still Be Here

A/N: So... I thought I'd hop on the angst train because... I need it. Angst AU, inspired by the lovely angst week created by two very cruel writers. *Cough* @wellsayhelloaagin @reminiscingtonight *cough*. In all seriousness, their fics are great so go read them if you want some juicy heart break.

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Reader, Wanda x Natasha

Warning: Suicide, flashbacks, alcohol, insults, implied sex.

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You sit in the grass, leaning against the cool surface of the tombstone.

"You know, they say it's not healthy to spend so much time with the dead." A somber tone cuts the silence. You grit your teeth.

"Haven't you done enough?" The harsh tone is enough for them to stop.

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"Nat! Let me in!" You bang relentlessly on the door to no avail. "God damn it."

Rummaging through the fake potted plants, you let out a cry of triumph as you find the spare key hidden in the plastic pebbles.

The door swings open and you sprint inside, abandoning the key. Pitiful sniffles can be heard from outside her room. You gently push the door open, closing it behind you gently. Your heart cracks at the sight of the redhead curled into a ball under the covers, tissues scattered around the floor. A muffled sob escapes the small mound on the bed.

"Oh Natty," you sigh, slipping under the blanket next to her. She turns to you, her green eyes red and puffy, numerous dried tears coating her soft skin.

You wrap your arms around her, gently tugging her into a soft embrace.

"I'm not enough. S-She doesn't want me anymore." A broken hiccup escapes her lips. You frown.

She is Wanda Maximoff. Natasha's now ex-girlfriend.

"She's wrong. You're more than enough. She just doesn't know how wrong," you murmur, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

Her emerald green eyes flash under the covers, meeting yours.

"Really?" The words come out as a whisper, barely audible.

"Really."

The two of you sit in a suffocating silence, your arms wrapped firmly around her waist.

"It hurts." She mutters and your heart breaks at the vulnerability and pain seeping from her voice.

"I know it does," you gently caress her wavy red locks, pressing another gentle kiss to the top of her head.

"I can't forget her." You hum thoughtfully.

"Then let me help you forget her."

This time she doesn't stop you.

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The two of you become official soon after and you announce it to your friends, relishing in the pained look on Wanda's face, failing to notice a similar look on Natasha's face as well.

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3 months. That was all it took for it to all fall apart.

"I can't forget her." She whispers and you freeze.

It wasn't a huge surprise. You had noticed the secretive glances between them, the lingering touches, the whispered words. You just chose to ignore them.

"Then let me help you forget her," you whisper, no, plead, your voice cracking.

She doesn't look at you, stepping away from your open arms.

"I'm sorry." Her voice is heavy with guilt.

"Please."

"I'm sorry." The door closes behind her and you fall to your knees, the feeling of rejection too much to handle.

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Days turn to weeks, all blurred together as you dive into your job, working late hours to avoid the night terrors that awaited you at home.

Blind dates were arranged by Tony with guys to gays and everything in between.

But no one could compare to Natasha.

Eventually you were forcefully removed from the office, your boss demanding that you get home and rest. Tony picked you up, watching you worriedly as he drove you back home.

With tons of spare time on your hands and demons you didn't want to confront, you turned to the only thing you knew you could trust.

Alcohol.

You spent your days drinking and the nights clubbing, sometimes ending up in strange, unknown bedroom's next to another person or passed out in the back of your car, a stark contrast to the meek blind dates you started with.

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It all came crashing down one morning.

You wake with a pounding headache, your eyes heavy with sleep. Grabbing your phone, you flick it on, flinching at the bright light. Few messages from Tony, one from Thor, an Instagram notification and-

A voice message from Nat?

You jump up, tapping vigorously before pausing at the play button. You press it tentatively and Nat's voice comes flooding out from the device.

"H-Hi Y/N." You can tell by the sound of her voice she's been crying. "I don't know why I'm calling. This is stupid and you probably hate me." She takes a deep breath, her voice shaking. "W-Wanda broke up with me." You inhale sharply. "She never loved me. She just loved the chase, the idea of me. She told me I was useless, dumb, a burden."

"So I'm sorry." You can barely make out the faint sound of cars honking, people shouting in the the background. "I'm sorry for being a burden. I'm sorry for being a pain. I'm sorry for causing you pain." She lets out a shaky sigh.

"I'm sorry for breaking you." The cars in the background get louder. Someone in the background, yelling 'Get away from the railing!' You pull on your jacket frantically, still listening to the message.

"I'm sorry for what I'm about to do." And that's it. It ends there. You scramble out of your home, running towards the bridge where you first met Natasha. You were trying to end it all when she stopped you. Flashed you the brightest smile you'd ever seen and gave you a hug. And when she needed you, you were nowhere to be found. How ironic.

There's police tape all around the bridge when you get there, ambulances, police, news reports. You shove your way through the masses, ducking under the rope.

"Ma'am, you can't be here." An officer tries, gently coaxing you out. So you push him. You push him aside and rush towards the paramedics. They're all huddled around someone. A woman, with hair the color of a fox's, wavy and soft, green gentle eyes that sparkle. Your stomach drops and your knees give out.

"No." A single tear rolls down your cheek as the paramedics help you up, restraining you at the same time. "I'm sorry I wasn't there for you Natty."

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"I'm sorry-"

"I don't want to hear 'I'm sorry!'" You roar, shoving her harshly. "Sorry doesn't do anything, sorry doesn't change anything, sorry, doesn't, bring, her, back!" You crumple. "Sorry was the last thing she ever said to me, you know?" Wanda sighs.

An awkward silence washes over the two of you and she tentatively reaches out.

"Don't."

"But-"

"If you hadn't said anything, she'd still be here!" You take a deep breath, your anger simmering down. "Just don't. Please, go." She doesn't move but you glare at her, causing her to recoil. "Go." You listen to the sound of her footsteps fading away before turning back to the tombstone.

The tombstone with the name Natasha Romanoff engraved on it.

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[rebelwrites]

In Love With a Blonde Idiot

Jax Teller x Reader

Everything had been planned to perfection, dinner was cooking in the oven, candles waiting to be lit, beer chilling in the fridge, you the brand new lingerie set on underneath one of Jax’s shirt.

All that was missing was Jax.

He was meant to be home by 6pm, in fact he promised you he would be home by then.

6pm came and went, along with 7pm and 8pm. Yet there was still no sign of your boyfriend, no missed calls and no texts.

Standing up from the table you grabbed the plates of food, dropping them into the bin. You refused to cry, as you told yourself his phone might have died. But then he could have text you off one of the guys phone.

Sighing you stood at the back door as you lit a smoke whilst scrolling through social media. That’s when you saw it, your heart stopped.

Juice had posted a story of the club house 10 minutes ago and there Jax was sitting in the background laughing at something. So he blew you off to party with his brothers.

Tossing the half smoked cigarette on the ground, you pulled some jeans out the wash basket, slipping them on along with your trainers. Storming through the house you grabbed your keys and headed straight to the club house.

You didn’t even bother to park the car properly, you just abandoned it in the middle of the lot. Anger running through your veins. He promised he would be home, he promised it would just be you and him. Happy anniversary to you aye.

Ignoring whoever was shouting your name you walked into the clubhouse, before being stopped by Tig.

“Trager fucking move” you spat hitting his chest.

“Nope not happening because you are gonna kill him” Tig sighed as he pushed you outside. Over his shoulder you saw Jax getting quite cosy with Ima and that was it you just lost it. Taking it out on poor Tig.

“Please stop punching me” he breathed, rubbing his chest through his shirt.

“How could I have been so naive” you cried as you paced around the tables. “I should have none Jax didn’t do long term relationship”

As you were pacing you didn’t see Tig collar Happy.

“We have a problem man, I don’t know what’s happened but you need to pull Jax outta there” Tig sighed pointing at you “we know he wasn’t doing anything with Ima and he has been pushing her off him all night but the young one just saw them getting cosy and flipped”

“Oh fuck” happy sighed pinching the bridge of his nose. “I think I know what caused her to blow, it’s hers and Jax’s 3 year anniversary today, she had everything planned out. That explains the text I got off her asking if I was alive”

“Oh fuck” Tig huffed “you get Jax now”

You couldn’t believe it, you spent so long getting ready for tonight and here Jax was spending time with fucking porn sluts. Guess you didn’t mean as much to him as he told you. Right now you were questioning everything he had ever told you.

“Baby” Jax said, placing his hand on your shoulder.

“Don’t” you scream pulling away from him “Don’t you fucking touch me”

Hot tears were streaming down your cheeks at this point.

“Y/N please” Jax pleaded, stepping closer to you, making you take a step back. “What did I do?”

“You are a fucking idiot, you know thay Jackson” you spat. “I don’t even no why I bothered”

“Baby you aren’t making any” he said trailing off as the realisation hit. “Shit”

“Yes Jackson shit” you hissed “you fucking promised me you would be home for 6pm and it would be just us tonight, I spent all afternoon making sure tonight was perfect, but yet you are here drinking and living it up without so much a thought of me”

By this point you had gathered a crowd, Jax stayed silent, he knew how this went, he’d seen you blow up before. He needed to let you get everything out of your system before he tried to make amends.

“3 fucking years Jax” you sobbed “3 years and I find you trying to replace me with a slut. I can’t be here anymore”

Without saying another word you stormed over to your car, slamming the door behind you before wheel spinning out of the lot leaving everyone stood there dumbfounded by what just happened.

“Wha the fuck just append Jackie Boy?” Chibs asked, breaking the silence.

“I forgot our anniversary” Jax sighed running his hand over his face, his heart was currently in a million pieces “right now I don’t know if she just broke up with me or not”

“Listen to me Jackie” Chibs said placing his hands on his shoulder “Ye need ta get Ye self home, tha lass is the best thing tha has append to ya. A don’t care if it takes all night Ye make it up to her”

“I don’t know if that’s a wise idea” Jax sighed “I’m probably best to let her cool off”

“Nope that’s the worst idea i’ve ever heard” Tig said whacking Jax round the back of his head “you heard what she said she thinks you are replacing her, she saw you with Ima, so you get your fucking ass on that bike and get home and fix this shit. We don’t want to see you until it’s fixed”

With a long sigh Jax climbed into his bike and sped out of the lot.

As he walked through the door he sighed as he saw the kitchen trashed, the cupboards empty, all the plates, mugs and bowls smashed on the floor, the dinner you had cooked for him dumped in the bin.

The only sound he could hear was the painful sobs coming from the room you shared. Every step he took the sobs got louder just as his heart broke even more. Running his hand over his face as he walked into your room seeing you curled up in a ball clutching one of his hoodies.

“Shit Babygirl” he whispered, sitting on the edge of the bed. “I am so fucking sorry”

“Bit late for that” you huffed not looking up at him, one look in them blue eyes and you would be gone.

“Just talk to me baby?” Jax whispered laying next to you.

“What’s the point you forgot it was our anniversary and then I find you getting cosy with Ima of all people, what’s up Jax am I not good enough any more, so you decide to replace me” you sobbed. “You obviously don’t love me any more”

“Is that what you really think Y/N? That I don’t love you?” Jax sighed as he played with your hair.

He felt your breathing become erratic as your sobs got harder, he knew he needed to get you into a hot shower, it was the only thing to ever calm you down when you got in this state. Rolling off the bed he padded into the en-suit, turning the shower on, he stripped off, after one final check of the temperature he walked back into the room, scooping you into his arms.

He expected more of a fight but it was obvious you had given up.

Placing you on your feet he helped you strip off, sighing as he realised you brought a new lingerie set just for him, before you both stepped into the shower. Neither of you spoke as you let the hot water wash over your bodies.

You couldn’t help yourself as you wrapped your arms around Jax and rested your forehead against his shoulder, you were still crying but not as bad as before, you didn’t know if it was the hot water or whether it was Jax holding you, running his hand over the back of your head.

“Do you really think I could ever replace you?” Jax whispered in your ear as he just held you in his arms. “The last I want to do is lose you babygirl”

“The last 3 years of my life with you have been the best years of my life and I’ve gone and fucked them up by being a forgetful prick” Jax half laughed. “You are the light in my dark world, you make the world make sense, you keep me grounded and it scares me how much I love you”

“You still love me?” You whispered resting your cheek on his shoulder looking up at him.

“Of course I still love you baby girl, I never stopped and I never will” he whispered kissing your head. “I tried tell Ima to get off me but she wasn’t listening and you walked in at the wrong time”

“You still forgot our anniversary Jax” you mumbled.

“I know and I feel so fucking terrible” Jax whispered against your head. “Let me make it up to you please”

Pulling away, you looked up at him, his blue eyes shining bright with love, hurt and hope.

“Okay” you nodded “only because somehow I’m so in love with a giant blond idiot”

“That’s me” Jax grinned as his hands ran down your body until they rested under your bum. In one fast movement he picked you up and walked until your back hit the cold tiles, your legs wrapping around his waist.

“I promise tomorrow it’s just gonna be you and me” Jax whispered as he looked loving in your eyes “whatever you want to do we will do”

“I think we need to buy a new dinner set first thing. I kinda broke everything” you laughed “I did leave two mugs for coffee though”

[spunkpunx]

Say You Love Me - Jimmy Darling

Plot: Reader is heartbroken when she hears Jimmy has lost his hands, but when they're replaced he decides to make up for lost time

Word count: 3105

Warnings: Smut, Smoking, Mild violence

The words hit me like a ton of bricks when Dell brought the news. Jimmy's hands were gone. My Jimmy's hands were gone. Taken. That no good piece of shit Richard Spencer and his lies. I couldn't believe Elsa had fallen for his bollocks, but I supposed that was his game. The rest of the freaks stood in shock.

"Oh no, not Jimmy!" Ima cried over dramatically. I felt my blood boil. My skin crawled as she wailed. I felt my ears burn up with my rage. She'd been here not five minutes and here she was, caterwauling over what they had done to him. I couldn't out loud admit what I felt about Jimmy, but I sure as hell could let it be known how I felt about her. I ran at her and swung one hard punch to the side of her head. The force did not knock her over, but the shock certainly did. 

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" I spat out the words repeatedly as I continued to hit her face and chest once she had fallen. I felt my eyes prick as I screamed at her, before Paul and Eve pulled me away. The second the anger cleared I collapsed in tears. Penny came over to me as Eve followed Dell out the tent. She held me tight as I sobbed into her chest. Ima was taken out the tent, bloodied and bruised and sniveling. I lifted my head only to spit in her direction.

"Shh, shh," Penny cooed, stroking my hair. 

"What have they done to him?" I whimpered, my voice coming out far more feeble and cracked then I had ever heard it. "How's he going to survive in there without his hands?"

"I don't know," Penny told me, honestly. "I'm sure he'll find a way."

She took me back to my caravan and I poured myself a drink. I pulled an ashtray out the cupboard and lit a cigarette.

"You don't have to watch over me Penny. I'm sure you probably best go check on your man."

"I don't want to leave you like this," she admitted, sat delicately on the edge of my bed. She was still so beautiful, despite the lizard tattoo, and so kind as well. I couldn't bear to be around anyone at the minute though.

"I'll be fine," I told her softly, but when she didn't move I snapped at her. "Piss off! I don't want you here!" I hadn't meant to be so harsh, but she gathered herself up and left. I knocked back my drink in one. It burned my eyes and stung my throat but I hoped for my own sake it would help me sleep.

I went through more alcohol and more cigarettes. My ashtray overflowed. My head was spinning as I reached toward the bottom of the bottle. With my head heavy I fell over into my bed and pulled the covers round myself, only bothering to clumsily remove my shoes before shutting my eyes tight and trying to forget my thoughts. I lay there, my mind playing a reel of horrors of what could have happened to Jimmy. I pictured him beaten in a jail cell, battered to death like Meep was, or sat in despair at his own situation. I knew he couldn't have killed those women, even if he didn't, because he was here in this caravan when it happened. I knotted my fingers into my hair, reeling drunk. I was just as bad as he had been. 

I eventually passed out, but kept waking, sweaty and restless after nightmares. At one point my stomach turned and I chugged up my guts off the side of my bed. I rolled back over after that and caught half an hours rest before I woke again. The night went on like that until the sun rose and Eve came in to get me up. 

"Oh sweetheart," she muttered upon seeing my sorry state. She delicately picked her way to the bed past the vomit and brought me out of bed to go sit on the seat I had. I blubbered pathetically while she tossed a towel over my mess and brought me a glass of water. I was still slightly drunk, but tried to be as co-operative as possible. Eve sat next to me, pulling me in for a hug while I continued to feel like a maudlin burden on her. She took me over to have breakfast with the others, and I hiccuped my way through some bread and butter, as everyone threw pitiful stares my way. I began to sober up. 

"I'm sorry, Eve. I'm sorry I'm so useless."

"Don't be silly, come with me," she directed, taking my hand and leading me away from the show ground. As we walked further away I wiped my eyes with my sleeve.

"It's awful nice of you to try cheer me up but I'd rather not go anywhere," I told Eve, following her through the undergrowth. We passed the spot where Ethel had ended her life, which brought back more memories of how Jimmy had been after she passed. My eyes welled, but I tried hard to keep it suppressed. I didn't want anyone to think I was being such a pathetic mess over Jimmy Darling. I didn't want to be another of the freaks that he's fucked and now loves him.

"It's Elsa who said you ought to come here," Eve explained. It was probably her plan to distract me from my wallowing, or punish me for what I did to Ima. I expected hard labour ahead of me.  We reached a small barn with the doors locked. Eve produced a key, unlocking the chains. "Now listen. Elsa says its your job to look after him," she instructed pulling the door open to let me see inside. It took me a minute to realise there was a bed, a bed and a familiar face. 

"Jimmy!" I gasped, rushing to his side. I burst into tears again, this time from pure relief. "Oh baby your hands!" 

By his side lay two bloodied stumps wrapped in bandage. His eyes filled with tears when he looked at me. 

"Princess I haven't ever seen you cry before," he told me lightheartedly, but his voice cracked and he wept. I placed my hand on his face and he leaned into my touch as I wiped his tear with my thumb. I turned back to give Eve a thank you but she had left. I turned to Jimmy. 

"I thought you were gonna be gone forever," I told him, sniffling. 

"Me too baby." I bent down and pressed my lips down against his. We shared a salty kiss. I felt him flinch hard and cut off the kiss when he lifted his arm hold me. He immediately broke down in tears again. "I'm never going to be able to hold you again," he whimpered, and I sensed that there was certainly more to it than that. It stung to see him in such a sorry state.

"Oh Jimmy don't upset yourself," I tried to comfort him. "I have to change your bandages. Okay?" He shook his head. "I let you do it for me," I reminded him.

"Well you have no fucking idea how much it hurts," he snapped. I understood his frustration, but I couldn't help but pull away, hurt. His eyes softened. "I'm sorry (y/n), I just... I just don't know what I'm gonna do."

"Hold, still." I ran my hand down his arm slowly until I reached the bandage trying to cause minimum pain. I unwrapped it slowly, Jimmy putting on a brave face. As I pulled the bloodied part away from his wound he flinched and gritted his teeth. "This is really gonna sting," I warned as I poured alcohol onto cotton to clean his injury. He bit down on his pillow and nodded for me to go ahead. I wiped it as gently as I could and tried to ignore his muffled howl. "I'm sorry." He let the pillow from his teeth.

"You have nothing to be sorry about, doll," he assured, breathless from pain. I took his stump in my hands, wrapping it in bandage.

"I tried to tell the police it wasn't you, but they wouldn't listen."

"It might have been me, I was there, I was blind drunk."

"It wasn't, Jimmy. You were in my caravan. You said you loved me."

"I do." He looked at me sincerely. I avoided his eye, focusing my attention back to binding up his arm.

"You don't Jimmy, you love Maggie, you only wanted me because you were scared she might leave you and you thought I wouldn't." I sighed. 

"That's not true, I kept coming back because I love you." Tears pricked my eyes again. He probably thought Maggie had left and was settling for me. I tied off the bandage and he raised his arm up to my face, sucking in his breath sharply as his stump brushed my cheek. "And you love me too."

"No, I don't," I lied. He watched me, his stare breaking me apart like it always had.

"Paul came by before you. I haven't seen you cry once before, (y/n), but he said you have been tearful all morning. He also told me about Ima," he teased, smugly. I didn't know it was possible to sound both so weak and so smug at the same time. 

"I was worried, it doesn't mean-" 

"Please just tell me it does. Just tell me you love me, it's all I ever wanted to hear." I let out a breath I never realised I was holding.

"I love you, Jimmy Darling." He smiled at me. I reached into my jacket pocket, pulling out a cigarette and lighting it before taking a few draws. I put it between his lips for him so he could take a puff. 

"Look at me," he complained. "Can't even hold my own cigarette."

"Hush now Jimmy. Things will take time," I reassured him, to little effect. We shared the rest of the cigarette and I moved round to change the bandage on the other side. Jimmy didn't speak until I'd finished and stood up to leave.

"Thank you, (y/n)," he said sincerely. I went back to his bedside, leaned down a pressed a chaste kiss to his lips.

"I'll be here to change your bandages again tomorrow,"  I told him softly.

Although Elsa had not left, she had still sold the show to Chester, who although had a definite screw loose, seemed harmless enough. He was bright, chirpy and certainly not bossy. His odd qualities only came from the wooden ventriloquist doll he was so attached to. The twins seemed quite smitten with him, and, if I didn't know any better, I'd say they were screwing him. 

I was civil with Maggie after her trickery, especially knowing how difficult the world could be, but Jimmy had far from forgiven her. This was a hard situation to negotiate. She had asked about him, and I knew she cared, but Jimmy was set in his hatred of her. It was hard to sympathise with a woman who had been part in a scheme resulting in the death of Ma Petite and the loss of Jimmy's hands. For the most part I told the truth. Jimmy was not going to soften any time soon.

I apologised to Ima too, hard as it was. She didn't really take my apology, but it hardly bothered me. It was mainly for the sake of the others, and to keep the peace. 

That night, Dell was shot. He, it turned out, had been the one to kill Ma Petite. I felt bad for his death. As shitty as his actions were, I always felt he was trying his hardest for a better life. Still, killing another freak was unforgivable, and Ma Petite was innocence itself. It was my job to deliver the news to Jimmy, which was horrible.

"He was my father!" 

"I know Jimmy! I'm sorry!"

"Don't you dare start apologising for those murderers, (y/n)!"

"Jimmy he killed Ma Petite!" I ended up snapping. "He killed an innocent and he paid the price." Jimmy broke down into tears again, and I ended up wrapping my arms around him.

"I'm losing everything."

"Come on, baby. It hurts to see you cry so much," I mumbled into his neck. He sobbed into my shoulder.

"Don't ever leave me (y/n). Don't ever break my heart.”

The day Jimmy's hands were ready was the happiest I had seen him in months. I came into the barn again to see him, when I spotted him sat on the bed. The moment he saw me he stood up and rushed toward me. I opened my arms to him and he caught me in his grasp, lifting me off my toes. He kissed me, properly. His dark eyes seemed full of hope. I took his arms from around me and held one of his new hands in mine. Mr. Dolcefino had created perfect wooden hands, still with Jimmy's finger shapes. They were works of art.

"They're beautiful, baby," I told him, smiling.

"They ain't half as functional as they were, but my hands have never looked so good."

"Your hands always looked good." I kissed him again, harder this time. He pulled me flush against him.

"It kills me I can't touch you the same baby," he told me, running his wrists down my side in place of his hands.

"I don't care, Jimmy. I love you," I said, and it was the first time I'd said it since he asked me to. He pulled me in again for another kiss, slipping his tongue into my mouth and pushing the backs of my knees against the bed. "Easy tiger," I teased.

"I haven't held you in so long (y/n)," he replied, pushing himself even closer to me, my body flush with his own. I felt him, hard against my thigh. I kissed him again, hard, and let him push me onto the bed, his own weight on top of mine. He began to nip at my neck, and I sighed contentedly. He went to cup my breast with his hand, but came short when he realised his hands could not move the same, could not feel. "Baby, I'm sorry," he apologised, sitting up on his knees and pulling away. I sat up with him and put my hands around his neck, fiddling with the hair at its nape.

"You aren't giving up that easy are you?" I jibed. "After all, you have a mouth in perfect working order." He grinned at me, pulling me into another hungry kiss. He nibbled down my neck again.

"I'm afraid you're going to have to undress yourself, doll." I did as instructed, pulling my jumper over my head while Jimmy watched. He returned to kissing my collarbone as I undid my bra. His kisses travelled over my breasts, wooden hand against my side. He kissed along my chest, eventually moving to take one of my nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue over it as I sighed. He bit down on it and I yelped, scolding him lightly by giving him a little slap on the arm. He grinned again at my reaction, before kissing his way down my sternum. He stopped for a second, giving me an opportunity to pull my trousers off for him. I went to pull my underwear down but he stopped me, instead using his teeth to pull them down and bringing them the rest of the way with his prosthetic. I laughed at his actions, until he buried his face into my heat, licking over my clit again and again. I felt myself get quickly wetter as he flicked his tongue up my slit. His attention went back to my clit, circling it as I dug my fingers into his hair, pulling at it and moaning as I did. I felt my cheeks flush when he came back up the bed to kiss me again, my taste still on his lips. "I'm feeling a little uncomfortable in these pants, do you think you can help doll?" he asked. I happily obliged.

"Of course baby." I pulled his shirt of his shoulders slowly, the removed his vest, taking my time to run my hands all across his chest and take it all in again. I ran my hand over his stomach and reached to palm him through his trousers. He groaned and closed his eyes. Then I took off the trousers, getting him to sit up in order to help me. I could see the shame in his eyes so as soon as they were off I kissed him hard and put my hands into his pants, stroking his cock. He let out the most delicious moan into the kiss. After a minute of this we were both desperate for it so I bit his earlobe and pulled his cock out of his pants, guiding it to the right place. He pushed into me slowly.

"Fuck," he swore, before capturing my mouth with his and thrusting again. I let out another moan into his mouth as he bit down hard on my lip. He pressed wet kisses into my neck, speeding up his thrusts with considerable lack of control. It had been a while since we had sex, so the desperation in his movements was very apparent. He let out the most beautiful gasps and moans, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, tangling my fingers into his hair as he continued to nip and suck at my collarbone. I tugged at his brown curls and he groaned breathily. He recaptured my lips in his own and I let out a moan as he pushed deeper into me.

"Jimmy," I panted into his ear, before pulling on his earlobe with my teeth. He let out what was almost a growl and fucked me even harder. I felt myself drawing closer to finishing and let out a desperate string of swears.

“Come on, baby doll, fuckin finish for me,” Jimmy murmured deeply, kissing along my jaw and neck before biting down on my collarbone. I let out a gasp as I felt a wave of pleasure over me, clenching around him and digging my nails into his back. He kept going, his thrusts sloppy, coaxing me through my orgasm until a faltering moan fell from his lips and he pulled out, spilling his load onto my stomach. He lay on top of me, spent, and I pulled my fingers through his hair, running my nails against his scalp.

“You really love me?” I asked, as his hot breath brushed my neck. Before he answered he pressed soft kisses against my shoulder.

“Of course I do, doll face.”

[sideblogformindtrash]

Sunflower + blue in the *future* :D @kim-poce

CW: referenced past abuse; pet whump;

He is nervous as he steps into that office, to say the least. He isn’t sure what to expect: It’s been so long since he last saw him, and he isn’t even sure he will recognize Blue anymore… Or be recognized.

Still, he steps out of the elevator, and he is there, with a soft smile. He’s seen Blue smiling before, but it’s different now… Not just because he has teeth. He looks… genuinely okay, hair shaved on both sides, striking a rainbow mohawk. He can still see the bunny plush, sitting on the chair as if part of the decor.

“Hello… Blue” he offers his hand, uncertain, and Blue accepts the handshake, seeming about as nervous as Sun is.

“T-t-t-thank you, for, for c-c-coming, S-sun” 

“Hm… No problem” he follows Blue until the table, taking a seat. Blue seats in front of him, holding Bonnie, and he says, because he feels those words are lingering between them “I’m glad to see you… Safe”

“Sa-same to you” Blue smiles brightly.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” He fidgets the hem of his shirt, aware of how nervous he feels. He wasn’t expecting to get a call from Blue, of all people, after all this time. Especially considering how he had kept his life on a low, trying to just go unnoticed. 

Which is why he feared being here today.

“I-it, I guess you must ima-imagine already” Sun biting his lip is all the confirmation he needs “W-we are safe now, S-s-sun. E-even with, t-t-their legal standards, we are b-both safe. They can’t take us back’

“I wouldn’t put it past them” he looks outside “I’m trying to just keep quiet… I don’t want the spotlight again”

“A-and yet, w-we are the, the ones who can, can be a voice to, to pets like us” Blue says, deep, sad blue eyes “O-one chapter. J-just going over your story. Y-you don’t, don’t even need to, to identify yourself. But I know y-you want that, out, out your chest too”

“I’ll think about it” Sun says, taking a document Blue is offering him “But… I don’t know”

He stares ahead, as they both stand in silence, staring the table top. He can’t bring himself to move.

“Blue… Want to go have lunch?” he keeps his eyes down “I guess we have… a lot to talk about”

Blue nods, getting up and getting his keys and his bunny “C-c-course. O-on Blue” 

Sun can’t shake the anxiety as he follows Blue outside, but he needs this. They both do.

[we-are-inevitable]

burning house // javid (small town au)

A/N: I FINISHED IT !! inspired by an amazing anon ask i got !!

WARNINGS: implied child abuse, injuries, breakdowns, mentions of slurs (said by a queer character)

Read On AO3!

***

“We should make out.”

David’s head snaps to the left, eyes wide as he stares at Jack. Jack, who is nursing a Sonic sweet tea, still in a pearl-snap dress shirt and starched jeans. They’re still sitting in Jack’s truck in David’s driveway, having just left a wedding; one of Racer’s sisters, who Jack has known for ages. David didn’t really know anyone besides Jack, Racer, Albert, Kath, and Charlie, but it was fun. 

It was fun, and now Jack wants to make out, and--

“I’m sorry, what?”

David asks, confused; he blinks a few times, trying to force himself to process what Jack had just said. Trying to will the flush in his cheeks to go away.

But then there’s Jack, looking at David through his eyelashes as he repeats, “We should make out.”

David freezes. Gulps, and his hands clench at his sides. 

Jack stares at him for a few seconds, before that signature Kelly grin of his sinks into a smirk. “I mean, can you imagine what Snyder’d say? Old bastard would have a heart attack. It’s worth a shot, if ya ask me.”

One by one, the pieces start coming back together, and- oh. Oh, right.

They were talking about how much of an asshole Snyder had been at the wedding. Kept making inappropriate comments about some of Racer’s sister’s friends- college kids, no doubt having been raised in this very town. Those comments turned into drunken rants about women, and then the transphobia hit full force, and then Snyder went on a very loud, very homophobic tangent.

Directed at David.

Snyder had been thrown out of the wedding after that; a few of the older fellas in town dragged him out, just because he was ‘causing a scene’ at the reception. It wasn’t like they were defending David- no, they likely agreed with everything Snyder was saying- but at least they had the decency and respect not to ruin the wedding of a lovely young woman by spewing hateful opinions.

Jack and David had left soon afterwards, after congratulating the bride and groom and saying one last goodbye to Racer, Albert, Charlie, and Kath.

And now, here they are, in Jack’s shitty truck, eating greasy food and sipping on too-sweet sweet teas, talking about… making out.

“I… Okay, elaborate, because- because I don’t understand what you’re saying,” David admits, raising his brows. “You want to… make out with me, just to piss off Mr. Snyder?”

Jack nods, then tilts his head and beams at David. “We might get lucky- Davey, there’s a chance’ll drop dead if he sees it. Wouldn’t that be great?”

David can’t hold back his soft bark of laughter. “I mean, if you’re really okay with it, then I don’t see why not,” He admits, and gulps. “You… you are okay with it, right? Like, the whole--”

“Are you askin’ if I’m okay with kissin’ you, when I was the one to bring it up?” Jack raises a brow. “C’mon, Davey, use that brain ‘a yours. ‘Course I’m okay with it.”

David studies him, just for a moment, and sees the sincerity in those deep brown eyes… It’s almost disorienting, the way that Jack would so willingly give up his status around town just to prove a point, just to support David, just to make a bigoted man angry.

And, okay, maybe it doesn’t help that David has wanted Jack to kiss him for a while now. And, yeah, maybe David agrees because this might be the only chance he has to kiss Jack Kelly.

After a few moments of silence, David sucks in a deep breath and says, “That's the least heterosexual thing you've ever said, but… Okay. Tell me the plan.”

***

Kissing Jack is the easiest thing David has ever done.

There’s tongue, there’s teeth, there’s a formulated desperation in the way Jack balls his fist against David’s shirt, the way he presses their fronts together, the way one of his arms winds up and around David’s neck.

It feels so real, so right, but then Jack pulls away and turns his head and says, “Oh, sorry, Snyder! Didn’t see ya there.”

And then it’s a race to hop out of the bed of Jack’s truck, climb into the cab, and peel out of that church parking lot before Snyder has a chance to get a hold of them.

David’s heart is racing, but it’s not from the adrenaline of running from Snyder.

David’s heart is racing, and Jack Kelly’s kiss is the culprit.

***

Jack doesn’t talk to David at all after he drops David off at his house.

David sends him a few texts, but they all go unread, which isn't a very usual occurrence. 

The next day, too, Jack is nowhere to be found at school; which is great , because David is alone for the most part, and David being alone means he gets shoved against the lockers by the Delancey brothers and is called every slur in the book. It doesn’t stop until Sean Conlon walks up and makes the other guys go away; David hasn’t really talked to him all that much, but he’s seen him at Jack’s rodeos and he knows that Sean knows who he is, knows that he's a friend of Jack's, so maybe that’s why he’s helping right now. 

“Those assholes need to stop causin’ trouble,” Sean says as he shakes his head and helps David up. “You okay, man?”

“Yeah,  I- I’m good, I think,” David sighs. “I’m used to that-- it’s fine, really. Thank you.”

Sean studies him for a moment, then frowns. “It ain’t fine and you know it,” He counters. “They give you anymore shit, come find me. I’ll set ‘em straight.”

Davit smiles sadly, and nods. “Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind,” He says, then gulps. “Hey- uh… Have- have you seen Jack today?”

Sean looks up at him, brows furrowed, and he shakes his head. “Nah. He didn’t respond to my text this mornin’, either. Somethin’ happen between you two?”

“What do you mean?”

Sean shrugs, and rubs the back of his neck. “Well, y’all are a thing, ain’t ya? Caught kissin’ at the church.”

David’s eyes widen just slightly, and he gulps. “...How do you know about that?”

“I--” Sean pauses, and he takes in a deep breath. It must hit him that this isn't what he thinks it is; Jack and David aren't together, and what happened isn't what the rumors are saying… He frowns, and looks up at David. “Honestly, some ‘a the fellas were talkin’ about it this mornin’ at the feed store. It’s not a secret anymore. I’m sorry.”

“Everyone knows?"

Sean nods.

It takes David a few moments to register what Sean has said, but eventually, it hits him like a blow to the chest. David sucks in a deep breath and nods, hands clenching, and without saying another word, he hurries down the hall and out the side door that leads to the courtyard. He can’t- he can’t stay at school. Not today, at least; or ever.

Not until he finds Jack.

***

“Hey, this is Jack. Sorry I can’t get to the phone right now! Leave a message after the beep.”

David rubs his forehead, waits for the sound, and says, “Hey, it’s… me again. I know this is- this is my fourth time calling, and I’m sorry, I just… I wanna make sure you’re alright? So, uh, I guess, call- call me back when you get this. Or don’t; you don’t- you don’t have to, I just… I’m sorry.”

The line goes dead, and David drops the phone.

***

He doesn’t hear from Jack all weekend.

Not until Sunday, at least. David is lying in bed that evening, reading one of his books for class, when all of a sudden his phone lights up beside him.

He looks up from the page and gulps, seeing Jack’s name and number flashing across the screen. Part of him wants to ignore it, like Jack’s been ignoring him, but he can’t do that. He can’t. Not now, not after everything; if David ignores it, then what good will that bring to their friendship? 

David grabs the phone and answers, sitting up. “Hello?”

“I’m outside,” Jack says, taking a deep breath. “Can- Can you come outside? I’m in the truck, I just--” He pauses, and David gulps. “I’m- I'm sorry, just… please , Davey...”

“I’ll be out there in a second,” David whispers, and hangs up the phone. He hurries to get dressed; all he does is put on a hoodie and change into a pair of sweats, and he quickly pulls on his Converse as well, before gathering his essentials- phone, wallet, house keys- and hurrying out of his room and down to the front door.

At least, he tries to.

“David, where are you going?”

David stops in his tracks and looks back to the voice- his mother, who is standing in the kitchen. He rubs the back of his neck. “I-... Jack needs me. He’s outside. He sounded shaken up about something, so…”

Esther frowns, and steps forward. “Is he alright?” She asks, concerned, but then she shakes her head. “No- it’s none of my business. Let him know he’s welcome inside, dear, and… Just- Just be back in time for school in the morning."

"Thank you, Ima," David says with a sad smile, before taking a deep breath and walking out the front door.

Just like Jack said, his truck is parked in the driveway. Jack himself had gotten out and is now leaning against the truck, his head down and his arms crossed and he looks so… so small . David walks a little faster.

He also notices, as he comes closer, that Jack is in unusual clothing for himself; David has only seen Jack in sweats and a hoodie a few other times in their six months of friendship, so seeing it now is… alarming. He's used to the cowboy getup; the boots, the jeans, the crisp button down and wide brim hat. But this, this is completely new territory. He nearly doesn't recognize him.

Nonetheless, David comes up to stand a few feet in front of him, biting his lip. "...Jackie?"

Jack doesn't look up. Instead, he takes a deep, shuddering breath, and his breath catches in his throat when it does so- he sounds like he's hurt, but he still doesn't take his gaze off of the ground before him. "Davey, I-- Just to clarify, we're still friends, and I ain't just- I ain't just dropping you, 'cause you're one of- one of the best friends I've ever had, but I- I can't… hang out with you in public anymore. And- And I know how bad that sounds, and I'm so sorry, I d-don't want to do this either, but--"

"What? Jack-- Jack, look at me," David cuts in, taking a few steps forward. That entire tangent is a lot to process. Jack can't see him anymore? He's never seen Jack like this; this is something new, something… scary. But Jack still refuses to look up.

David gulps, and continues moving until he's right in front of Jack, who in turn presses himself flat against the truck and winces . "Jackie," David whispers, then hesitantly brings his palm up to rest against Jack's cheek. Jack takes in a sharp breath at that, and then David gently guides Jack to tilt his head up, to look at David, and--

David’s eyes go wide. "Oh, my God , Jack…"

Jack shoots him a sad smile- but its not like he can smile very wide, with his busted lip and his black eye. They aren't exactly fresh wounds; Jack's lip is scabbed, and the coloration of his bruise says that it's at least a few days old… David gulps hard, covering his own mouth with his hand.

"I- I'm fine, really, just got into a scrape," Jack says with a forced chuckle, but David can see it- the pain, the sadness, the hurt- written all across his face. "I just- I've… been gettin' a lot of people askin' if I'm- if we're a thing, and they aren't- they aren't happy about it, and it- it would be best to lay low, 'cause I- I don't… I don’t know what else to do, and--"

"Who did this to you?" David asks, voice soft, as his hand- still on Jack’s face- tenderly moves from his jaw to his cheekbone. He doesn't mean to ignore Jack's comment, but… right now, this is more pressing than the judgement from the town. 

Jack takes a sharp intake and shakes his head. "I told ya, it- it's nothin', alright? I'm fine, and the face ain't even- ain't even all of it, s-so--"

"Not all of it?" David asks, taking a step back just to look down at Jack. "What else is hurt?"

"Dave--"

"No, Jack. Show me what happened."

And Jack is standing there, teetering on the edge of running away and letting Davey see, but he eventually takes a few quick breaths, furrows his brows, and slowly pulls off the hoodie.

And instantly, David’s blood runs cold.

Jack's sides are littered with bruises. Huge ones, right below his ribs- and right on his ribs, which makes David think there's a reason that Jack looks like it hurts to breathe. There's also a few scrapes on Jack’s skin, which have been scabbed over, and he looks… a mess.

Jack's shaking now, and as David glances up from Jack’s torso to his face, he sees tears welling in his eyes. "Jack…" David whispers, sad and desperate, and Jack shakes his head.

"I-I'm fine, Davey, I- I- I just-" A shallow sob rips from his throat, which seems to surprise him, because his eyes widen and he covers his mouth, as if he were trying to stop it. But David can see that he can't control it, not as the next sob wracks his body, and David watches helplessly as fear shrouds Jack’s features. Jack looks near frantic now, but the tears have begun spilling over, and there's no way of stopping them anytime soon.

Between one moment and the next, Jack is on his knees, one hand supporting his weight while the other covers his mouth. He's shaking so violently, eyes shut tightly as he whimpers and tries to control his breathing, and David feels his heart shattering in his chest for him. 

He drops to his knees in front of Jack, gulping. "Jack, I'm- I'm gonna touch you, alright?" He whispers, waiting a few moments, before he carefully and gently wraps an arm around Jack's torso. With barely any coaxing, Jack climbs into David’s lap and holds on for dear life; the sobs come harder now that his face is hidden within the crook of David’s neck, and they- along with the whimpers of pain, likely from his ribs- make David’s chest tighten.

"You're safe, you're okay," David whispers, as best he can, and focuses on gently rubbing Jack’s back. He shifts, moving from his knees to sit with his back against the truck, and Jack sinks further into his lap, fists balling the fabric of David’s hoodie.

This isn't fair. It's not fair at all, because David should have known the kind of backlash they'd be facing. David should have been able to see it coming; especially for Jack, the town's golden boy, the one that everyone loves, the last person they'd expect to disappoint the community. 

And here Jack sits, broken down by fists and harsh words for something that David encouraged.

Jack doesn’t deserve this.

They stay like this for what feels like an eternity, as Jack has his release and David is there to pick up the pieces. This is wildly new territory; David has never once seen Jack cry, aside from the night that he had to get stitches after Dolly kicked his thigh, but… even then, Jack was laughing through the pain.

David can easily see, though, that this is a different kind of pain.

It takes a long while, but Jack eventually begins to calm down. The sobs are few and far between, now; there are still aftershocks, but for the most part, Jack seems to have gotten it all out of his system. He doesn’t move, though; he's still in David’s lap, still catching his breath, still holding onto him… David just wants to hold him, protect him for hours, but Jack shifts and David loosens his hold.

As Jack sits up, David frowns seeing the tear tracks on his cheeks. It's like David can’t hold back; he reaches up and wipes the tears away with the pad of his thumb, and Jack sniffles. "I-I'm sorry," Jack whispers, shooting David a sad, desperate smile. "That's ne-never happened before."

His voice is a broken thing, high and desperate and choppy and fragile, and David can't help but frown. "It's alright, Jackie, you don’t… You don’t have to apologize for that. Ever . It's okay, you're okay."

Jack nods, not quite believing David's words, but he climbs out of David's lap anyway. He pulls his hoodie back on a moment later, then looks down at his lap. "...I shouldn’t've kissed you," Jack whispers, which makes David turn to face him.

That's all the confirmation David needs. "This happened because of the kiss," He mumbles, gesturing to Jack’s bruises. "Did- Did Snyder do it?"

Jack doesn't answer for a long time.

He looks spacey and out of it, staring up at the stars in the night sky, until he slowly shakes his head. "No," He whispers, hands clenching at his sides. "Not directly, at least. He… He told my dad, and he… Dad didn't take it too well, s-so…"

David’s heart drops to his stomach.

"You… your dad- he did this to you?" David asks, voice soft, and he shakes his head as Jack nods. "Jack, you-- You have to tell someone, he can't just get away with--"

"Who am I s'posed to tell, Davey?" Jack asks, defeated. "Everyone already knows my dad's a piece 'a shit, and no one's done shit about it. He- he ain't ever been good, Davey," Jack frowns, and shakes his wrist- something he does when he's anxious. "The cops don't care, the judge don't care, and he- he's been like this for years, Dave, slappin' me around, but- but… this is the first- the first time it's ever, uh, been… been this bad." Jack frowns. "He said he ain't gonna put up with his son bein'... bein' a fag. I told him to shut the fuck up, and he, uh, started in on me. I shouldn’t've provoked him."

David shuts his eyes and covers his mouth, shaking his head as Jack’s words sink in. He gets it now, why Jack doesn't want to be seen with him for a while; and though it hurts, David would move to the other side of the country in a heartbeat if it meant keeping Jack safe. 

"I… I am so sorry, Jack," David whispers, and reaches over to take Jack’s hand in his own. "None of this is your fault, and you don't- you don't deserve any of that, okay? Not at all. You… you know you don't have to put up with that, right? You- You can move out, come stay with us, and--"

"I ain't gonna put that burden on your folks, Dave," Jack whispers. "'Sides, I… I can't just leave the farm. I still have rodeos comin' up, and I gotta practice with Dolly, and- and it's almost calving season… My dad's too fuckin' drunk all the time to take care of shit like that. I have to stay."

David frowns, and rubs his forehead. Of course Jack wouldn't leave, he's far too stubborn for that, but… but at least the offer is there. "If you're sure," David murmurs, "but the offer still stands."

Jack nods and lets the silence stretch between them. Only for a few moments, though; soon, he squeezes David’s hand and turns to look at him. "Davey," Jack whispers, "I… I need you to promise something."

David looks into Jack’s eyes. "Anything," he whispers, the words heavy, but full of meaning.

Jack grins at David’s response, just softly, but his face falls as he glances away. "If you see my dad, run. Get the hell outta Dodge. Don't try to talk, don't try to give him shit for doing this, just- just run. I don't want somethin' to happen to you."

"Do you really think he'd come after me? Even if you stay away from me?" Davis asks, gulping. "You- you explained what happened, right? That you aren’t--"

"I tried, but I- I guess I wasn't convincing, so--"

"Convincing?" David asks, raising a brow. "You… had to convince him?"

"He tried 'beating the queer' out of me," Jack admits, and gulps harshly. "I- I guess it wasn't enough, 'cause I'm still…"

He trails off, but David picks up on the hint. "Oh, Jack…" He whispers, and looks away. "Are you--"

"I- I don't know yet," Jack sighs. "I… think I still like girls, and… and I ain't ever been with a guy, b-but… I just- I don't know, Davey, it's all t-too much."

David nods, and wraps an arm around Jack's shoulder. "It's okay not to know, alright? It… It was confusing for me too, at first. I'm right here if you ever want to talk about it, alright? I promise."

"Thank you," Jack whispers as moves closer, leaning into David’s embrace. He opens his mouth to speak again, but reluctantly shakes his head and rests against David’s chest in lieu of responding.

They sit there for a long while. The breeze has picked up- the grass sways, and the fields around the property and across the street seem to be teeming with life. David can hear livestock and insects all around them, but he chooses to focus on Jack’s breathing, on Jack’s soft sighs next to him.

Under different circumstances, David would love this. He would have loved holding Jack, and being so close to him, but now… Now all he wants to do is keep Jack safe and never let him leave his side.

David turns to look down at Jack, who has his eyes trained on the stars above. He watches him for a moment, before slowly nudging his arm. "Jack?"

"Hm?" Jack looks up at David, meeting his eyes.

"Stay the night."

Jack tilts his head, and raises a brow. "Davey, I--"

"Jack," David murmurs, frowning. "Please, just… stay. Let us take care of you."

Jack stares at him, just for a few moments, before slowly nodding. "...If you're sure," Jack says softly, and looks toward the house. "Your ma won't mind?"

David scoffs. "I think she likes you more than she likes me. She won't mind at all," He says with a grin, then stands up and holds a hand out to Jack. "They… They're gonna have questions, though."

"I know," Jack sighs as he stands, using David's hand, and he soon rubs his face. "I wanna- I wanna tell them, but… will they tell anyone else?"

"They might try," David admits, and rubs his arm. "They just wanna help. You can explain everything to them, just… just know that, no matter what, you'll be safe here with them. With us. Okay?"

"Okay," Jack murmurs, staring up at the house. With a sigh and a decisive nod, Jack takes David’s hand.

They walk hand in hand up to the house, up the front steps of the porch and to that heavy wooden door. They walk in, into the warmly-lit living room, into the warmth of the home, into the safest space in the entire town.

Jack looks at David and smiles. Mouths thank you, and turns to face Esther and Mayer.

All with David’s hand in his own.

[ushiwakaout]

parings: Ushijima x reader , Iwaizumi x reader and Sakusa x reader 

warnings: NSFW (under the black lines) daddy kink w hajime, Timeskip Haikyuu. language? jealousy? fannon sakusa? anal w sakusa. bad grammar :)

a/n: as a compressed woman myself, i don’t think there is enough compressed content out there, or maybe i haven’t found any. 

Ushijima Wakatoshi

this man LOVES you, you cannot put it into words

let’s start with being in public 

he isn’t touchy feely with you in public, never. he think it looks bad and does’t wanna make you uncomfy

does hold your hand... kind of. You def. have smaller hands than he does so you grab his pinky most of the time, he thinks its really damn cute.

leaned down to kiss your forehead.

if you’re ever out to go eat at like a stand or sum, he sits down and he’s basically looking at you or at your chest depending on the chair.

ONLY PDA THING HE WILL DO ONCE IN A WHILE IS LEAN HIS HEAD ON YOUR CHEST AND PUT HIS HANDS ON YOUR BUTT IF HES FEELING ADVENTUROUS.

i know id love this- HIM LOOKING UP AT YOU AND ASKING FOR PERMISSION TO LIKE CARESS YOUR LOVE HANDLES OR HIPS BC UR SO THICC AND HE FUCKING LOVES EVERY SINGLE INCH *sigh* im touch starved

When it comes to being at home, he’s legit the most handsiest airhead in the freaking world

He could be laying on the couch, he makes you sit on his lap and your like “mmm, no” but he reminds you that he’s legit full nelsoned your ass while standing in front of a mirror and you like “..... y-you don’t need to remind me!!!” so you sit on his lap

y’all start talking and he’s like really distracted with you chest, doesn’t matter the size he just want his hand on your boobs.

very touchy man in private, this man was touch starved until you came in and now he can get enough.

“Toshi? What are you doing?”

Hes caressing your boobies and he just smiles like the big dumb idiot he is and whispers something about being in love with your chest and he sits up a lil and just shoves his face in ur tits, like not even in a sexual way.

let’s also add a lil nsfw in this fluff

when you guys first did the deed you hesitated in taking of your clothes, you did not want him to see you naked, not yet at least. he didn’t mind at, but he made you wear his shirt.

you kissed him and changed in the bathroom and when you came out wearing his shirt like a dress, he got embarrassingly hard 

that day he realized that his favorite position w you (only when you wear his shirts) is doggy style bc he’d ruin all his shirts and ball up the hem of it to pull you so deep into his cock and holy shit he’s never felt so much euphoria

he’s got you screaming his name, drooling over the bed sheets, covering his cock with your orgasm. god he loves the sight of your body giving out due to multiple orgasms.

also loves eating you out, wow

he’s told you that he’d be happy if he suffocated in-between your thighs

you had to let out a giggle but like it turned into a moan

cocky bastard

loves leaving marks on you, there’s so much skin to cover, and he wants to do it all.

Iwaizumi Hajime

I 100% believe that this boys mother is compressed as well and you cannot tell me otherwise

loves public pda especially at night

has to be touching you in some way shape or form

either holds your hand, your waist or your ass, just depends how you’re feeling and how he’s feeling

kisses your hand or the crown on your head

say if your ever standing in line and your in front of him, he will lean his head down and put his chin on top of your head

slaps your ass when he think no one is looking BUT SOMEONE IS ALWAYS LOOKING and he just makes you really embarrassed

i think he’s definitely an ass guy so he pinches your butt a lot

when he went to Irvine in Cali, he just had to take you with him, he couldn’t just leave his baby all alone without him.

you guys had a free day so y’all went to laguna beach, lucky it wasn’t as packed as it usually was or so you heard

at this point iwaizumi has given you enough confidence to wear a two piece, (obviously high waisted)  

half the time at the beach you felt like he wanted to bark at the guys who stared at your ass while you sun bathed.

he’d bother you a lot for kisses and low key make out sessions

and let me tell you when he pulled away from the kiss and saw how plum and fucking red your lips where, he was hard, he’s never wanted you to wrap you mouth around his cock so bad

he calmed down for a bit, went into the water and cooled down, while you still laid on you belly enjoying the sun

at some point he was the one sunbathing and you where in the water

and now he believes that he picked the wrong pair of short to wear bc he got hard while watching you walk back to your spot, water just dripping down every curve and in every crook of your body

“We’re going back to the hotel now.”

you don’t complain, it’s not like you didn’t fucking notice how hard his cock was, it made your mouth drool

god getting to the hotel, he wasted no time at all what so ever.

kissed you all around, you skin tasted salty and fresh on his tongue

you broke the kiss to tell him that you guys should probably get into the shower or sand will be everywhere. 

SHOWER SEX

Hajime has a love/hate relationship with shower sex but today he didn’t care, he just pounded into your pussy like it was the last time he’d ever feel you

He loves pulling your body, you back close this his chest while he’s ramming into you, whispering the naughtiest things in your ears.

it either “you’re so tight, fuck, you’re twitching. Does it feel that good, hm? You’re pussy wrapped around my cock, taking me in so well. You love this don’t you, filthy little thing you are.”

he also likes teasing you, god he loves just holding your hips just to fuck you so slowly, edging you. “Are you gonna be a good girl and cum on my cock? You’re gonna be daddy’s good girl and cum all over my cock, right?” 

he’s such an asshole, i need to stop writing bc i legit wont stop. i love hajime so much omfg

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Oh boy Sakusa is def hard to write about, but i love him so ill do it

I think is he dated a compressed reader, he’d def tease them about their height, never their weight

Although he’s always been iffy about touching, there’s just something about you

he always has to be touching you somehow

his teammates at MSBY are really surprised to figure out that he has an S/O and that he lives and breathes the same air as their Oomi

They are really surprised when you come one day after practice and he doesn’t immediately go to the showers, go goes straight to kiss you just to say a quick hello and then he rushes into the shower. 

Atsumu’s like, “how you do dat?” you shrug it off bc you have no idea either bc ever since you’ve started dating he gets a lot more comfortable with you

his teammates love you by the way especially bokuto and hinata (ima say u used to be karasunos co manager w yachi)

thicc boys and girls hang together

anytime bokuto tries hugging you, you’re ready to accept him with open arms but Oomi is just like NO. BIG NO

Pouty boy sakusa doesn’t want bo accidentally feeling you up bc thats his job

Obviously atsumu is the comic meme where it’s like “are you sakusa’s new girlfriend! Dude! He told me you were hot but i didn’t believe him, bc like have you seen him? out of his league. Like, btw, fuck him, dude. Lets elope- I AIN’T DOIN NOTHIN!”  atsumu thinks you’re hot always flirts w/ you bc he low key has a thing for thicc girls (probably gonna write something about that bc i know for a fact people believe that he’d call a big girl “pig” but i think he’d be the type of asshole to hide the fact that he’s dating you bc he’s called people pigs and what not but during his time at MSBY bokuto def. rubbed of on him.

atsumu high key doesn’t remember you but YOU DEF REMEMBER HIM

you bumped into him while refilling waters and he’s like “watch it pig”

sakusa heard what you said and atsumus like “oh shit....”

you can’t tell me sakusa did not grad his usual cute scarf and try to suffocate him with it bc he insulted his s/o before he was their s/o

“we barely knew each other then stop trying to kill him Oomi!”

high key sakusa saw you that day and was like wow.

you can out of the bathroom with ur cute hand towel and hand sanitizer, you were low key sick but didn’t wanna put anyone at risk so u had a mask on too

you caught his looking and you just waved, you don’t really remember that day but he def does bc he fell i love with u then and there

his cousin had to drag him away from following you down the hall and ask what was you cleaning regimen bc he knew id freak u out a lil but it really wouldn’t have.

sukusa is only public handsy if he’s tipsy or when he’s at home w you and the three boys (atsumu, bokuto and hinata) he says he hates them but he doesn’t and you know that bc he wouldn’t let them into their house if he did

they WILL NOT LEAVE IF THE MISS THE TRAIN OR ARE TOO DRUNK TO WALK YOU FORCE OOMI TO LET THEM SLEEP OVER

You’re like covering them with blankets any everything and lightly waking them up to put a pillow under their head, hinata low key starts crying bc he says you’re so sweet and that oomi should be feel so lucky that he’s got someone like you

okay hinata almost makes you cry but u like just boop his nose and giggle it off 

while you’re covering up atsumu, he starts flirting with you and u just laugh but tell me why sakusa will come behind you and just wrap his arms around you, puts his chin on your shoulder and glares at him

basically saying “leave my woman alone.” 

atsumu is high key (even if sakusa doesnt realize but you do) enticing sakusa so you can get a good fuck tonight bc he feels a lil bad for intruding.

TELL ME WHY IT WORKS THO

Sakusa will like drag you to bed, tease you. tie your hand behind your back so you can’t touch him and all you can do is watch him strip for you

god his body is sculpted by Himeros himself because his body is so damn sexy 

after hes down to his boxers he covers your eyes with a cloth and he gives you a good face fucking,

you cannot tell me that he doesn’t get so fucking hard after taking off the cloth and seeing how red a watery your eyes are

also this motherfucker is so dirty in bed i’m sorry (cannon him will not touch u tho like mmm sakusa cannon is a pillow prince, its still hot, def will write about it soon)

he would lick up you salty tears, and kiss your plump lips after he made you swallow his cum

he fucks you in front of the mirror that day but not on the bed

he makes you lean into your vanity so you can see up close how much of a drooling and crying mess me make you

you’re gipping onto the vanity and you’re on your fucking tippy toes, you’re twitching and so close to breaking the fucking vanity bc this isn’t your first orgasm, its probably the third or fourth

he’s covering your mouth with one hand and the other on your hip for grip as he pounds you

he might stick a finger or two in your mouth 

OH GOD I JUST THOUGHT- I JUST THOUGHT OF HIM LIKE spreading your ass too see how much you’ve cummed on his cock and he get’s the sudden urge to put this thumb in you ass, so he just runs his thumb around and it surprises you but he sees how you just tightened around his cock

he gives you a cocky look and just leans into your ear AND WHISPERS SO MANY DIRTY FUCKING THINGS WHILE NIBBLING AND LICKING YOUR EAR

“You’re such a dirty whore baby, I haven’t even put it in and you just tightened around me so good. I think- god you feel so tight... I think you might just cum from slipping my thumb into that cute ass of yours”

FILTHY , SAKUSA IS A FILTHY WHORE AND ITS FUCKING HOT

a/n: i wrote too much for sakusa when i was like wtf am i gonna write AND I ENDED UP WRITING THE MOST FOR HIM JFSIBFBSDFSKFHS IM NOT SURPRISED do i smell favoritism? yes. i’m not ashamed. 

[nahimjustfeelingit-writes]

Creed Imagine:

There is a sex tape with Adonis and his girl released to the internet.

Warnings: Smut.

This will most likely end up being two parts because I’m trying to shorten my imagines so that I don’t burn myself out. This is the first Adonis Creed imagine that I have done in a long while. This was a request from my girl @therealmrsmbjordan​

Adonis Creed’s ex-girlfriend of two years, Y/N, is now dating celebrity personal trainer, Jamal Anderson. The new couple were spotted in LA entering a red Audi R8 after celebrating a mutual friend’s birthday during a dinner party at Yamashiro; a Japanese restaurant in Hollywood...

Anger thrummed through Adonis’s veins while reading a Shade Room post about his ex girlfriend. Paparazzi took 10+ photos of Jamal and Y/N boo’d up on the hood of his car with their tongues down each other’s throats. The last photo is a picture of a visibly wasted Y/N giving pap’s the finger like she always did whenever she was seen with Adonis out in public. 

What did she expect? You were just dating a professional athlete; a celebrity about five months ago. What really has molten anger rolling through Adonis is Jamal’s hands all over Y/N’s ass, face, and titties. Each and every photo Jamal has his hands on the warm, sweet flesh of his ex. Adonis grits his teeth and clenches his fists. That’s where his hands should be. He should be the one stroking her silky brown skin with his calloused hands. 

“You wanna finish this last session out, Donnie, or do you plan on being on your damn phone?” 

Adonis cut his dark brown eyes at the son of his father’s trainer. Tony ‘Little Duke’ Evers' tall, lanky body came into view with an annoyed look on his face, “Who’s the one that has a fight coming up? Not me.”

“Chill, Unc, I’ve been training for two hours,” Adonis says with an abrasive tone, “Some shit just came to my attention…”

“Shit that can wait. I got two new guys that I need to train; guys that you want to promote, remember? J’Leon Love, Charvis Grant…” 

“You’re not about to keep talking to me like you own me or some shit,” Adonis stands to his full height and intimidating weight making his uncle look like a five year old kid, “Like I said, I have something more important on my mind right now-

“This,” Tony shows Donnie the post on Shade Room about Y/N with a smirk, “She moved on, so can you.”

Adonis kisses his teeth, grabbing the front of his Under Armor shirt to wipe sweat from the tip of his nose. Yeah, clearly she did move on. Didn’t take her long at all to hop on some new dick and leave Apollo Creed’s legacy in the wind. 

“Just forget about that bitch and let’s put in some work,” Tony slips adonis his Hayabusa T3 boxing gloves in black and gold that are snatched from his hands, “J’Leon is a hot-head just like you...work with him for a little while, see if he can keep up with a Creed.”

“J’Leon better keep up,” Adonis responded before giving his uncle a sly smirk, “I can use a human punching bag right now with how pissed off I am.”

“Don’t make the boy go home second guessing becoming a pro boxer,” Tony playfully jabs Adonis in his eight back abs before blocking a lead hook from Adonis that would have caught him in his ribcage. Adonis strolled back to the boxing ring that is 3 to 4 feet from the ground and 20 feet wide with the Delphi boxing Academy logo centered in the middle. Ducking his body, Adonis climbs inside between the ropes,  approaching J’Leon sparring with Macky, one of Tony’s good friends. 

“Remember, one step at a time, one punch at a time,” A sweaty faced Macky says to J’Leon, “You usually do so well, what’s up with you today, young man?”

“Less talking, more sparring,” J’Leon starts delivering crosses and uppercuts to macky with all of his might, a wheezing sound escaping his mouth with each punch so that he doesn’t fatigue himself. Macky shoves J’Leon back with his Everlast punching mitts, causing him to stumble and blow air through his cheeks.

“Ayo, J’Le,” Adonis holds his arms out with a confused look on his face, “This is how you train signed under me? You’re supposed to be an elite fighter, right? Get up.”

J’Leon looked daggers at Adonis while standing back up, the 168 lb super middleweight boxer shaking out his arms. Adonis is much bigger than him, a super heavyweight at 215 lbs. He chuckled at J’Leon’s fierceness before getting into his orhtodox stance, his left foot and left hand in front of him. Tony places his mouth guard in his mouth before Adonis circled J’Leon in the ring. Adonis hits J’Leon with a quick jab and a left hook, J’Leon’s shoulders squared too much leaving Adonis room to hit him. 

“You ain’t see that coming did you?”  Adonis says with a slight lisp from the mouth guard, “Try and hit me back, J’Le, come on.”

J’Leon came at Adonis with a left body hook that Adonis easily deflected while bouncing on his toes. 

“You want to be a champ like me you better come at me harder than that, nigga,” J’Lean started charging Adonis with sloppy jabs, Adonis swiftly dodging them before hitting J’Leon with a hook. The outer ring grew crowded as they snickered at J’Leon’s anger stricken face. 

“Something is definitely on your mind, man,” Adonis takes off one of his gloves to help J’Leon off of the ring floor but he refuses, standing on his own two feet. 

“Look, I was in the same position as you, J’Le. I remember walking in here five years ago and challenging Danny Wheeler to a fight. He had me on the floor just like you with the keys to my car in his hand.”

J’Leon looked like he wanted to kill Adonis but instead he walked away and out of the ring.

“Next time I won’t be so easy on you then!” Adonis yells after J’Leon’s retreating body. 

“I don’t know about this one, Adonis. He seems too weak for Creed Promotions,” Tony whispered to Adonis.

“That sounds like something you said to me when I came asking for help almost five years ago, remember that?” Adonis reminds Tony, “Charvis seems to be taking my advice though.” 

Both Tony and Adonis watch Charvis practice on one of the speed bags, finally doing it the proper way. 

“I’m gonna do a little more for my session before I leave, let me know how it goes, Aight Unc?” 

“Yeah, I’ll let you know. You're coming in tomorrow afternoon, right?”

“Of course! I’m supposed to be doing an interview with sports illustrated.”

Adonis exits the ring himself and decides to use the new set of punching bags from Everlast. Adonis circled the Powercore Dual Bag before delivering quick jabs and rear crosses. He exhaled when punching and striking, the heavy hissing, grunting, and exhaling coming from his core, sweat rippling over the chiseled peeks of his eight pack. He tightened his core while breathing before going back at it with jabs that he would deliver to his opponents body in the ring. 

“Ayo, Donnie,” Cory, Adonis’s personal trainer and nutritionist walked over with his phone in hand, “Why is Jamal Anderson talking shit about you to TMZ?”

“The fuck are you talking about?” Adonis says with sweat flying from his skin with every powerful blow of his fists to the bag. 

“Well, he got your name in his mouth,” Cory played the video, holding it up to Adonis’s face for him to see, “This nigga is bold.”

Adonis entertained the video with his dark brown eyes but as soon as his name popped up his jaw muscles tightened painfully, almost to the point of shattering his molars. 

Adonis Creed...I ain’t worried about that man. His loss, my gain right? Whatever he didn’t do I’m doing for her. He fucked up. All he had to do was appreciate the beauty in front of him instead of worrying about being the heavyweight champion of the world. It’s okay...I’m taking good care of Y/N.

“Hmm,” Adonis grunts angrily, his eyes blazing, “Jamal need to shut his big ass mouth before I break his fucking face...have that nigga speaking through a wired jaw.”

“Y/N is messed up for letting this dude talk shit about you like that. Y’all have history, she needs to put him in check,” Cory says while placing his phone in his Nike track pants.

“She cries for some attention from me that’s all,” Adonis moves on to a speed bag while Cory follows. He started hitting the bag with his fingers to control the pace of the bag and get used to the rhythm. He hit it in small circles with a right-right-left-left rhythm, standing square in front of the bag.

“You think this is her way of telling you she wants you back?” Cory watched Adonis’s movements.

“Yep. That’s Y/N though,” Adonis stops the bag with both of his hands, “Ima give her a call when I leave...she needs to hear what I gotta say,” he says while repeatedly hitting the speed bag again.

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Painting her toenails a dark purple, Y/N mouthed the words to Kehlani’s song toxic. She flexed her pretty toes before leaning forward to blow on them. Home on a Friday evening with no intentions on going out. She knew if she went out she would be cornered by paparazzi about the recent photos that surfaced with her and Jamal Anderson. She was drunk, Jamal is handsome, and she missed the male attention. 

Her phone was currently flipped over and buzzing with notifications and phone calls on her bed. Adonis left her the luxury loft they both shared and moved into his own. If she wanted to end things he didn’t want to be in the same place as her and he wasn’t going to kick her out. As pissed off as he was he still thought about her well being and left her his old place while he purchased a new, much smaller one. 

The master bedroom didn’t feel the same. It didn’t smell the same. She missed Adonis’s Nautica cologne attached to every piece of fabric. She missed hearing him in the early mornings doing push-ups on the floor near the bed, she missed watching him cook healthy; high protein meals that Cory sent him via PDF, shirtless with just a pair of sweatpants on and bare feet while cooking. She missed his deep, raspy voice calling her his cinnamon swirl and running his hands through her curls. She still watered his Aloe Vera plants because he used to love using it to reduce pain and inflammation on his skin from a fight. 

Yes, she missed all of these things but it came with Adonis being too busy for her, making decisions like moving to LA without consulting her or saying she’s being ridiculous and overreacting about his female fans being too touchy feely with him. Maybe she was being a little bit dramatic with breaking up with him. In the beginning, she felt good. She liked the little bit of freedom but now she craved for him. Her and Jamal aren’t in a relationship but he is going around telling everyone about them. She saw his TMZ post, that’s why she’s been avoiding him all day. 

Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz

Y/N’s phone couldn’t stop shaking on her bed. Picking it up for the first time within the past couple of hours, Y/N sees that it is Adonis calling her. She hesitated but eventually Y/N answered.

“Yeah,” She spoke with no enthusiasm.

“What’s up.” He greeted her so casually through the phone. 

“I should be asking you that since you’re calling me.”

“Okay, fair point...your new nigga...he got a lot of mouth...you hyping his head up or something?”

Y/N rolled her eyes shut, “No...that’s just how Jamal is. I thought you said you wouldn’t let words get to you anymore? If he’s just talking why does it matter, Donnie?”

“It matters because he’s making me look like a fucking joke. You didn’t take long to move on I see, makes me think you planned this all along,”  He spoke with malice.

“I didn’t plan anything, Donnie. It’s been months since we’ve been together DON'T sit up here on this phone acting like I’m out to get you or something!” 

“I can’t fucking tell, out here letting this clown ass nigga stick his tongue done your throat and grab you up and shit.”

“We’re not together, Adonis. I can do whatever I want with whoever I want. My mouth, and my body doesn’t belong to you anymore.” 

“I call bullshit but I’ll let you have your moment...so when are you coming back to me?” 

Y/N went wide-eyed, “Excuse me?”

“Let’s stop fucking around, girl. I know you miss me...did you let him hit?”

“Adonis, please,” Y/N put one of her hands up as if he were in front of her.

“Did you? Just answer the question.” His voice appeared calm but she knew he was shaking with fury. Adonis didn’t like that what used to be his was his no longer. Seeing Jamal touch on her and kiss on her made Adonis feel like he was robbed of one of his trophies or his championship belt. 

“Yeah, we fucked...twice,” Y/N finally spoke up with her voice smaller than she would have liked.

“Hmm,” That same deep, ragged grunt he always did when he was enraged about something was loud in her ear, “So that’s what we’re doing, huh? Okay…”

“Donnie, don’t do anything stupid it was my decision, I chose to sleep with him, just cool off. I’ll have a talk with him tomorrow about what he said to TMZ, okay? I’m not even going to deal with him anymore.”

“I’m done talking about it, Y/N.”

He cut her off coldly. She snapped her lips shut, hurt in her eyes at his abrasive voice. 

“So now you have an attitude with me? Yeah, I do miss you, Donnie, but with that comes your lack of respect for me as your girl. You didn’t care about how I felt when it came down to moving here, your career, and some of the wild shit your fans do! Jamal was there for me, we had sex twice, it was good, real good, and I’m not gonna sit up here and lie! What do you want me to do? Sit up here and cry, cry, cry every fucking day?! Don’t call me on this shit when you didn’t even think twice to pack your shit and leave me!” 

“Girl, please, I gave you everything, I was there for you when shit went down with your family, I did nothing but respect you, the fans, the lifestyle, none of that shit mattered. And I already heard that you fucked Jamal… you let him have all of that? Like I wasn’t just up in it five months ago? He AINT me, Y/N. He AINT stepping up for shit.”

“Oh, my God,” Y/N groans, “I’m hanging up. This is a constant circle with you. I don’t owe you any explanation, Adonis. What we used to do, we don’t do anymore. Goodbye-

“Don’t hang up on me,” He spoke with a warning.

Click 

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A stream of air passed through Adonis’s teeth sounding like a barista steaming wand foaming milk in a Starbucks or the type of sound snakes make in warning their prey. His fists clenched strongly, almost popping the vessels in his arms. His cock-diesel frame was charged up and ready to knock Jamal out. Adonis picks up his bottle of Don Julio 1942 drinking it down in big gulps, the taste of warm oak with hints of caramel and toffee lingering in the back of his throat. 

This was usually what him and Y/N did on a Friday evening whenever he was home; drink and fuck. The fucking he wouldn’t be doing but his ten inches of steel was pulsating in his sweatpants. The girthy length is curved downward and creating a large bulge. Usually, Y/N would be on her knees between his legs saying ooooh, Daddy, how did you know I wanted some dick in my mouth? Giving him a sloppy suck that had him busting fat load after fat load down her throat. 

Adonis pauses his music on his phone, his entire bedroom going silent before grabbing his laptop from the opposite side of his California King. Opening it, Adonis pulls up his folders, scrolling through and finding the one that he would NEVER bring himself to delete. Home movies was the name of the folder. Adonis double-clicked it, his eyes scanning the screen while each file popped up in rows. Pictures, videos, and audios occupied the folder. Dragging his pouty bottom lip between his teeth, Adonis started from the beginning. 

File number one...

“Mmm,” He made a deep moan of appreciation at the image before him. It’s Y/N arched over their old bed that she was currently sleeping in alone. It didn’t have the grainy effect that webcam photos tend to give since Adonis used his Canon EOS 5D camera to take them. Her beautiful pussy and asshole were waiting for him like she was serving him dinner. That goddess of a body she has, all natural and velvety smooth. Clicking through there is a video of her rubbing her clit from behind while Adonis angled the camera to get the best pussy shot.

“Oh, you’re ready,” Adonis says in the video, “you’re gonna be walking a little different when I’m done, baby.”

“Please fuck me, daddy,” Y/N moaned sweetly while rubbing her clit from the back, “Come and fuck me…”

Adonis brings the camera above him so that he could record himself fucking Y/N from behind. The view showed off Adonis’s lips down to his defined pectorals and eight pack abs. He used his free hand to give Y/N’s ass a playful smack before pulling down the front of his black sweatpants, his downward curved dick springing free while he moved his hips from side to side. 

“Baby…”she called out to him, reaching back to feel him, “Please...I want you inside me...I want you- OH GODDD.”

Adonis was sinking deeply into Y/N’s tight and creamy pussy with a hissing sound escaping his mouth. 

“Yes, baby,” Adonis lightly slaps each ass cheek; left cheek, right cheek before gripping the flesh and stroking her slowly, “Mmmmh, yes...you always feel so good.” 

He started stroking at a moderate pace, Y/N’s ass softly clapping against his brick wall of a body. 

“Fuck,” he says, biting his bottom lip, “Mhm,” Adonis grabs one of Y/N’s ass cheeks, grinding his hips against her ass, “I feel you baby...you’re gonna cum for daddy?”

“Unh,” She moans, her body shaking beneath him, “Yes, Daddy!!”

Adonis pauses the video, his body overly heated from the Don Julio and his dick as stiff as concrete between his thighs. With a deep grunt, Adonis frees his dick from his sweatpants before grabbing the warm, solid, flesh to stroke it lightly. Even with her not here she still got his pipe iron-hard and his balls tight. Adonis clicked through a few photos before spotting one that he cracked a dimpled smile at. This video needed to be seen through and through. He clicked on it, a visual of Y/N sitting on the kitchen counter with her legs spread wide and limber, naked body illuminated by the light above the oven. Adonis was recording her playing with her phat clit, rubbing it in tight circles. 

Grabbing his 1942 Adonis takes a big sip from the bottle while his other hand swings his dick from side to side. The counter is covered with all types of treats and sweet toppings. Whipped cream, peach and strawberry preserves, caramel syrup, fudge syrup, honey and what looked like a birthday cake. This was recorded on Adonis’s 33rd birthday. They had just come from a night of partying and Y/N said she had something special for him at home that requires his appetite. The mess they made, the drunken sex, and the overall fun of it all has Adonis both angry and aroused. He really missed Y/N but at the same time he was beyond pissed that she would break up with him and then fuck another man that disrespected him any chance he got on social media. That’s right, Jamal is entertaining Twitter with the memes they created about Adonis.

-This nigga Adonis is punching the air right now! 

-How you let this clown fuck your girl?

-We’ll pay big money to see Jamal Anderson go toe-to-toe with Adonis Creed.

-He don’t like being called Baby Creed but I bet that nigga prolly sucking his thumb and crying in the fetal positon LMAO!

-Creed didn’t respond to this yet… 🤔 I wonder why.

-His shawty bad AF. Damn, Creed ain’t winning this battle. 

-Damn! So Jamal is putting it on Y/N better than Creed?!!! Embarrassing!!!

That didn’t even include the jokes in his DMs about the situation. It’s been a while since Adonis made a reckless decision. The last time he did that he ended up in a hospital bed with broken ribs, a ruptured kidney, and a concussion. He became increasingly distant from Y/N and Mary Anne, tensions rising in his relationships. Now, he was starting to feel that same foolhardy feeling while staring at his computer screen, wordless with rage. 

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Buzz buzz buzz buzz

Y/N’s phone is off the hook at 9:00 AM on a Saturday. She was still buried beneath her covers with her bonnet on and one of Adonis’s old t-shirts. Lifting her head from beneath the sheets, Y/N squinted her sleepy eyes around her bed, searching for her phone. With a big yawn that has her jaw muscles sore, Y/N finally finds it, picking it up to look at the screen. Her friend  and personal Esthetician, Ava, was calling her. She wondered what for. Y/N’s wasn’t due for another wax set until two weeks from now. 

“Hello?” Y/N flips over onto her back.

“Sorry to wake you, but, girl...you need to look at Twitter like NOW! They are talking about you and Adonis on a sex tape-

“Hold up… A WHAT?!!!!!!” Y/N is 100% awake now. With the mention of a sex tape Y/N nearly jumped out of her skin. 

“Girl...what’s going on between you and Adonis? Are y’all together? What?-

“No, Ava, me and Donnie aren’t together and what do you mean a sex tape?!” Y/N places Ava on speaker, frantically going to her Twitter app to see exactly what she meant. Sure enough, there is a trending topic about Adonis and Y/N. Multiple full length videos, clips, and pictures from a video that they made almost a year ago is out there for the world to see. Y/N gaped at her phone screen. Her nude body, Adonis’s nude body, the sex, the moans, and the nasty talk has her speechless. 

“Oh my fucking God,” Y/N shot up out of bed, pacing back and forth quickly, “Why would he do this?!!!!”

“You think Donnie leaked it?!”  Ava asked with a shocked voice.

“Who else would have?!! Wasn’t me!” Y/N spoke defensively.

Y/N does have copies herself on her laptop that she occasionally looks at but she wouldn’t have leaked a sex tape of them two unless they both agreed to it or something. For Adonis to do this without her consent pissed Y/N off. 

“Girl, you better call his ass right fucking now!” Ava practically yelled into the phone, “This shit is wild-

“Ava, I’m gonna have to call you back,” Y/N hung up the phone before Ava could even speak her last words. Y/N checked her inbox. Over 100 text messages and that didn’t even include notifications from Instagram, and Twitter. Checking her messages, she reads through a few from her friends.

Noel: Baby, I didn’t know you were this nasty!! Damn! 

Kristina: So are y’all back together then? What’s going on with this sex tape, girl?!!

Tiffany: EXPLAIN! Why did I wake up to my friend trending on Twitter!!! You making sex tapes and leaking them?!! Call me back bitch!!!

Joey: Wassup big head 👀

Jamal: WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON Y/N! 

“Fuck,” Y/N says with a shaky voice. She stopped pacing, exhaling calmly before going back to Twitter. There is no way she wanted to look at the tweets directed towards her but the more she thought about it the harder it became. Scrolling, Y/N finds the full video of the sex tape. Sitting on the edge of her bed, Y/N watches from start to finish, her mouth agape and a warmth filling her chest cavity. Even through being pissed off about it, she is STILL turned on. 

Y/N sat on the counter with her legs spread wide, her fingers working her clit into an erect bud. Leaning back on her elbow, Y/N looked into the camera that Adonis panned around her. She grinned and gave him a wink before bringing her wet, cream covered fingers to her mouth to suck her mess off. Adonis’s deep chuckle came through on the other side of the camera before his hand reached out to grab the whipped cream bottle. 

“Lay on your back,” He says before stepping between her legs. Adonis places the camera on an elevated surface so that the side of Y/N’s naked body and his naked hips could be seen in profile. 

There are shadows in the video but there is no denying that big ass dick she used to fuck and suck on. That downward curve and those heavy balls called to her attention and watered her mouth the more she watched the scene unfold. 

“I love how your legs are spread like that...you ready for some fun, girl?” 

“Yes,” Y/N says while watching Adonis shake the whipped cream bottle. 

“Stick your tongue out for me,” He says while stepping in between her legs. Holding the nozzle against her tongue, Adonis squirts some whipped cream into Y/N’s mouth. She brought her hands up to rub her erect nipples while licking and sucking on the nozzle with a moan. 

“Mmm, you sucking on that nozzle like it’s my dick…”

“I want your dick in my mouth covered in whipped cream,” Y/N dragged her sweet tasting tongue across her upper lip, “Put some on my nipples, daddy.”

Hearing herself call Adonis daddy while watching that video made her shiver. She was supposed to be angry with him and not sexually aroused. 

Adonis squirts whipped cream on Y/N’s nipples before placing the bottle on the counter and leaning forward. His beautiful russet skin and the gold chain around his neck glowed from the little bit of light within the kitchen the closer he got to Y/N’s breasts. That long, curled tongue of his swirled around her left nipple, cleaning up all of the whipped cream in one swipe before sucking her nipple into his mouth. 

“Unh,” Y/N’s body arched while she ran her hands over the back of his head. 

Adonis dragged his tongue along the center of her chest before reaching her right breast and doing the same exact thing with his wicked tongue. Y/N’s head extended back, sweet, angelic moans filling the kitchen. Adonis sucked a little more before rising back up to grab something else. Back in view, Adonis has some raw honey in his hand with an actual honeycomb stick. 

“Yummy baby girl, look at you, laid out for me to do whatever I want, right?” Adonis twirls the stick inside of the honey before pulling it out and drizzling it all over Y/N’s front from her neck down to the top of her pussy, “I’m about to lick and suck all this shit off of you, spread your legs, girl.” 

Y/N spreads her legs, bringing her knees to her chest and sitting up on her elbows. With keen eyes, Y/N watches Adonis’s every move while his tongue swipes across both sides of her neck before grabbing her jaw  lightly to keep her still while he sucks on her flesh. 

Y/N could almost feel his lips tightly sucking on her neck and his wet tongue tickling her deliciously with every swipe. When he licked her throat Y/N moaned in unison with herself on the video. She stifled her other moans with a bite of her bottom lip. She hated the way he was currently making her feel after what he did. Who else would have leaked the video? Adonis is very careful and he wouldn’t disclose any information like that to a friend for them to leak it. Loud sucking came from the video and Y/N’s focus was back on that screen.

“Mmm,” Adonis continued to suck the honey from Y/N’s flesh all the way down to her pussy. He teased her outer lips with his tongue but he didn’t lick her clit. Biting her inner thighs now, Adonis grabs for more honey, drizzling it all over her pussy.

“Mmh, yes,” Y/N licks her lips, bringing a finger down to catch some honey to taste, “Make my pussy nice and sticky, daddy.” 

“This is just the beginning, ma, we still got other treats to run through,” Adonis takes his entire mouth to wrap around Y/N’s inner lips, no waiting whatsoever. She flexed her hips off of the counter, driving her pussy into his sticky mouth while palming the back of his head. Adonis’s strong arms trapped her and held her still while he angled her hips so that the light could catch him sucking on her sultry pussy. Her skin kept sticking to the counter from the honey on the surface and her ass cheeks were glued together from the sweet nectar as well.

“Just like that daddy,” Y/N reached down to pull her pussy lips apart, sticky, wet sounds filling the kitchen, “Oooh, right there...eat my pussy...Ooooo, yes, right on that clit.”

Her body shined with residues of honey and saliva. Adonis held one of her legs in the air to admire her pussy before dragging his other hand over it. 

“Grab that whipped cream, girl...yeah...now squirt some on this pussy...mmmh, yessssssssss, Good girl, so sexy, baby…”

His tongue wiggles against her labia and clit, whipped cream staining her inner thighs now from his sloppy head. Y/N’s head extended back, choked up moans directed towards the ceiling. 

“You just love to eat my pussy, daddy, mmmm!!”

Adonis didn’t say a word while he devoured her pussy like it was pie filling. Adonis pinched her outer lips together so that he could see how fat her pussy is before leaning down to kiss it softly. Her puffy, wet pussy called for the attention of his fingers while his tongue danced across her clit back and forth, up and down, and in circles. Her wetness made the loudest sounds ever. Three thick fingers deep in her pussy, Adonis jerks his fat dick at the same time. 

“Hold just like that, girl, just like that, look at all this cream...you know your pussy is already sweet, daddy doesn’t even have to tell you does he?”

“Umph!!” Y/N‘s legs came up in the air while Adonis rang her dry with his fingers. She squirted all over the counter top and it dripped to the floor over the edge. Adonis brings his fingers up to her mouth for her to suck on. He fucked her mouth slowly with his fingers while staring into her pretty brown eyes. 

“My dick is throbbing...what are you gonna eat off of me?” He spoke with a whisper in her ear, “You’re gonna make my dick a sticky mess?”

“Yes, with this,” Y/N picks up the jar of homemade peach preserves and heavy syrup that she created herself, “Let me down so I can suck that big ass dick.”

Adonis picks Y/N up from the counter bringing her down to her feet before him. She instantly dropped to her knees while Adonis grabs the camera to focus down on her kneeling before him. Unscrewing the mason jar top to the preserves, Y/N licks the rim before grabbing Adonis’s dick with one hand, bringing the jar of peach preserves down to the wide tip of his dick. It was chilled from being in the fridge, the cold glass sweating in her hand. 

“Goddamn, girl,” Adonis shivers when Y/N puts his dick inside of the jar. He braces the edge of the counter with one hand while losing control of his grip on the camera. His grip tightened on the camera the same time Y/N pulled his dick from the jar. Chunks of chopped peaches and heavy syrup dripped from his pipe and stained the tile floor of the kitchen. 

“Ooh, look at all this sweet, sweet goodness on your dick, daddy,” Looking into the camera, Y/N licks the side of his shaft with no hands, the tang and sugar seeping deeply into her taste buds the more she licked and licked. 

“Fuck, just like that girl, dick taste better doesn’t it? Look at you cleaning my dick off like a good girl, mmmm, that tongue…”

“This tongue?” Y/N sucks the preserves off of the tip of his dick before dragging her tongue down the underside of his shaft causing his dick to throb against her pointed tongue. 

“Yeah...that good tongue and juicy lips,” Adonis fists Y/N’s hair, “Suck my dick baby…look into the camera and show me what that mouth do.” 

With urgency Y/N draws Adonis’s dick into her mouth and starts sucking him with only her jaws doing all of the work. His dick was no match for her mouth. Y/N was trained well to suck all of that fat dick.

His moans, damn, Adonis loves it when Y/N really got into it like that, sucking his dick with so much passion and concentration. She thoroughly enjoyed sucking dick and now she was sitting with her thighs spread to cool her heated, wet folds and her tongue poked out like she was waiting for his dick to enter her mouth.

“Somebody is hungry,” Adonis chuckles, “grab that whipped cream and put it on my balls…”

Y/N grabs the whipped cream, getting back on her knees. Adonis holds his dick up while Y/N squirts whipped cream all over his balls. Tossing the can carelessly on the floor Y/N began to suck on his balls. Adonis jerked his dick, occasionally slapping her face with it. 

“Please stroke my dick, baby,” Adonis let’s his dick go for Y/N to grab, “you had my dick hard all night long now it’s time for you to make me cum.” 

Y/N blinked her eyes up at Adonis past his meaty, long pipe while drooling on his balls. He was close, the veins in his dick seemed to spring to life and thicken in her hand. Oh, she was about to drain him. Her mouth was back on his wide tip sucking the life out of him, aiming to wring him dry like a soaking wet rag. 

“Unh, this is where you wanted to be all night I can tell by the way you’re sucking me fucking dick, yes, baby, Unh Fuckkkk-

Y/N hummed with satisfaction when his thick nut entered her mouth. The noises from her sucking mixed with Adonis’s heavy breathing was like a sensual beat. The video seemed to skip and now Y/N was back on the counter lying flat on her stomach. Adonis popped the cap to the caramel syrup, tipping it over and squeezing some all over Y/N’s ass. She starts to make her cheeks bounce while Adonis creates sticky patterns all over her flesh and back. Y/N reached behind her to rub it in before arching her back. She sucked on her fingers to clean the caramel while moaning at the same time. 

“Look at that cream, makes me so fucking hard,” The caramel has Y/N’s cheeks sticking together, “that’s what I’m talking about.” 

“Unh,” Y/N reaches beneath her to spread her pussy lips open while shaking her ass, “That shit is sticking to my asshole,” Y/N giggles. 

Adonis didn’t say a word since that was an open invitation to lick the caramel from her ass. Y/N started thrusting her hips back, smashing Adonis’s face between her cheeks. Caramel stained his face and matted his facial hair but he kept on going. 

“Damn, Donnie, fuck.”

He lifts for air, before slapping her ass, his fingers sticking to her skin like adhesive. The only things they haven’t touched yet were the fudge syrup and cake. Y/N drags the cake towards her, using her hand to grab some of it and smashes it in Adonis’s face. He didn’t expect that change at all. Adonis stumbles backward while Y/N giggles drunkenly on the counter. She’s on her back now, clutching her stomach with her cake covered fingers. 

“You got jokes now!!! After I just ate your ass!!! This is how you thank me, Y/N,” Adonis pulls on her ankles. 

“Aww but you look so sexy with cake on your face,” She lifts up from the counter, attempting to sooth him by rubbing the buttercream frosting from his cheek but Adonis slickly grabs cake, smashing it on her face. Y/N writhed in his arms, both of them having a food fight with the cake all over the kitchen. They slipped as they ran around the kitchen counter before Adonis got the upper hand, pulling her to the messy floor. They were out of view for a second but the video skips again to Adonis pinning Y/N down to the floor with her back arched. 

“You wanna make a mess on daddy you better make a mess on this dick with this creamy pussy.” 

Holding the camera high above his head, Adonis spanks his dick on Y/N’s pussy before sinking into her with one long stroke. His free hand rubbed the frosting and cake pieces all over her round ass before stroking her at a moderate pace, relishing in her sweet cream coating his dick. 

“Cream all over daddy’s dick baby,” Adonis spoke roughly while looking up into the camera with his cake stained face, “this beautiful brown ass...my cinnamon swirl...show me how much you really wanna make my birthday special, fuck my dick.” 

“Donnie-

“I told you to call me Daddy,” Adonis reminded her. He sits the camera down, propping it up so that it could record him fucking her from below. All you can see is Y/N’s breasts bouncing, Adonis’s balls smacking her clit, and his hard dick going in and out of her pussy. 

“My daddy...my champ,” Y/N spoke breathlessly, “Oooh shit-

Adonis started fucking her hard from behind, something he liked to do especially when he’s riled up. He loved it when Y/N called him her champ, it boosted his ego and made his dick harder knowing that he is indeed the super heavyweight champion of the world. He was delivering heavy, G spot stimulating strokes that had Y/N trembling. 

“Talk to me, baby, tell me where I’m at?” 

“Big black dick is in my stomach.” Y/N whimpered. 

“Bounce that ass baby, bounce it,” Adonis grabs the camera to focus on Y/N fucking his dick, “You got that bubble butt on you, daddy’s favorite, you got my dick throbbing you know what that means, right?”

“Fuck me like that, daddy, ooooh God, mmm, yes, shove that big dick in my pussy ooooh God,” Y/N’s pussy slips off of Adonis’s dick, her squirt gushing out like water would when you untangle a water hose. 

“That’s how I always get you,” Adonis grabs Y/N’s arm, turning her around onto her back, “legs up...I want you to look into the camera...look into the lens like you have an audience…show them how daddy’s dick makes you react.”

Y/N sucked cake from her lips while staring into the camera with focused eyes. Adonis has the bottle of fudge syrup in his hands now, turning it over and covering Y/N’s chest, stomach, and inner thighs with it. 

“Legs up, girl,” Adonis commands. Y/N’s legs went up and out causing Adonis to shudder. The contrast of her pretty pink pussy against the dark brown of the fudge reminded him of a surprise chocolate with filling.

“This shit is so sexy...after this I’m licking you up and down,” Adonis rubs his dick back and forth over Y/N’s pussy lips before massaging her clit with it, “My favorite thing to do with you is go nice and slow so you can feel all of me.”

“Daddy, yess, you are in my pussy,” She kept her eyes focused on that camera no matter how hard she wanted to tear her eyes away to watch his dick beat her pussy up, “shit that Goddamn curve...that shit is hitting the bottom of my pussy,” Y/N’s mouth widened, “ooooh, fuckkkkkk you ain’t playing!”

All you can see is Y/N’s breasts slowly bouncing and her pretty face. At that moment, she closed her eyes, every feeling of happiness and ecstasy going through her immediately. She began to experience chills the more he fucked her deeply. He was stroking her A-spot, the lower part of her vagina. Adonis focused the pressure of his dick right there, never stopping.

“Ooooomigodddd,” She spoke all in one sentence, “His dick was bottoming out in her pussy the more his strong, toned hips met hers. That slow stroke has Y/N’s vaginal walls tingling around his dick, “Don’t stop, don’t stop you’re right there on my spot oooooo!!”

Adonis went fast with a few strokes before going at a leisure pace again. Sitting up on his knees, Adonis focuses the camera on his messy dick and Y/N’s creamy pussy. 

“Goddamn, baby, love seeing you get like this...mmm just how I love it...taking all of my thickness...daddy is about to cum…”

“Ahhhhh fuckkk!” Y/N tried sitting up on her elbows but the floor was too slippery, “Yes yes yes yes yes!!!” Y/N rubbed the fudge syrup into her skin like lotion before bringing her fingers to her mouth to suck on like a pacifier. With her eyes low and hazy, Adonis pounds her pussy desperate, his strong arms wrapped around her thighs while his dick burrows deep into the bottom of her pussy. 

“Fuck me...fuck me...oh yeah that dick is getting thicker fuck meeee.”

UGH YES,” Adonis held himself still inside of her while his dick emptied his cum, “just draining my nut,” Adonis pulls his dick out, his cum oozing from Y/N’s pussyz. Y/N reached down to spread her pussy lips open while Adonis got a close up of the cream pie that he created. 

“How does it look?” Y/N asks with her soft spoken voice.

“Sticky sweet,” Adonis says before the video ends. 

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My Favorite Parts of Newsies Live (Act 1)

butThe lone trumpet at the beginning of the overture

Jack helping Crutchie up so he doesn’t fall off the ledge

The joy on AKB’s face during “watch me run!”

“Don’t you know that we’s a family?”

Gosh, the prologue is just so damn dramatic, I love it

BeN CoOk?!

“Hey that’s my cigaaaaa--” “---you’ll steal anotha!”

“WhO aSkEd yOu?!”

The choreo during Carrying The Banner

The overlapping bits during the middle of Carrying the banner with the nuns, and then adding several newsies singing different parts (you know what I’m talking about)

tHE KEY CHANGE AT THE END OF CARRYING THE BANNER????? YES PLEASE

OOH I SEE A WILD BEN FANKHAUSER! WE’VE GOT BEN SQUARED!

Les being hilarious for basically the entire show (but we’ll get back to that)

Katherine calling Jack a cheeky boy during her little sarcastic one liner

“I said they heard it here, and they did!”

The Bottom Line isn’t that bad

I love Hannah

ALso Steve Blanchard just embodies that character so well

he’s just so good!

God I love Mrs. Medda

“stop staring” “BUT I CAN SEE THEIR LEGS!”

“but I ran out my luck gettin stuck on some dope, oh hey baby! I was just talking about you!”

The ending of That’s Rich?! Yes ma’am! Hit those high notes!

I love the World Will Know. I love it. 

“aNd I lOst ma ShOE!”

“SO THE WOILD SAYS NO! WELL THE KIDS DO TOO!”

“TRY TO WALK ALL OVA US WE’LL STOMP ALL OVA YOU!”

“CAN THEY KICK US OUT? TAKE AWAY OUR VOTE?” 

AKB sounds so angry there but its so amazing

THE PASSION! JEREMY JORDAN’S/JACK KELLY’S PASSION! CRUTCHIE’S PASSION! LES’ PASSION! DAVEY STANDIN THERE LIKE “IMA JUST GO ALONG WITH WHATEVER JACK SAYS!”

so...why is Kara Lindsay so cute?

the sprinkled commentary in Watch What Happens

“now if only I could write about it”

“oh you poor boys”

“I DON’T KNOW” (real life footage of me trying to write a thesis for an essay)

“Picture a handsome, heroically charismatic, plain spoken kNOW NOTHING SKIRT CHASING SON OF A lie down with dogs”

“so he’s a flirt, a complete egomaniac”

“what a face” I agree

the high note on “whatever happEEENSSSSS!”

“they said they’ve got our backs............aS SOon as wE gEt tHe WoRd fRoM bRoOkLyN!”

The beginning of Seize the Day

Then the harmony when Jack joins in

Then the moment when all the Newsies join in....cause now they’re all united and motivated and oh my god the HARMONY I HAVE CHILLS

NOW WE’RE MOVIN

YES DANCE

YES

CONVINCE THE OTHER NEWSIES TO COME

LETS ALL HAVE THIS BIG DANCE NUMBER

listen, the fight scene is so dramatic and I love it

Like all the chaos? does it hurt? Yes but i still love it

THE EMOTION IN SANTA FE? MUCH BETTER THAN THE RECORDING!

THE BEGINNING? HE’S SO DISTRAUGHT FHGOIAFIFILJ

SANTA FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE MA OLD FRIENDDDDDDDDDDD I CANT SPEND MA WHOLE LAFE DREAMINNN

I’VE GOT NOTHIN IF I AIN’T GOT SANTA FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

anyways I’m slowly becoming a Newsies blog

[totallyawr1t3r]

Ima just talk about My Oc's here since I technically can

Into The Shadows Heathers Au, Who would be who:

Dan Blur- Heather Chandler

Haru Shimo- Heather Duke

Emma Yamada- Heather Mcnamara

Red Wing- Veronica Sawyer

Luke Lemon- Jason Dean aka ‘J.D.’

Jessica Dawnoak- Martha Dunnstock

Fox- Ram Sweeney

Luca Wellborn- Kurt Kelly

Will I explain why? No. But I do have two arting of Haru and Emma in this Au

Random Writings from a Somewhat Modern Au of them:

Jason sighed and turned towards the door. "Can you please stop? It's getting really old now." The sadness was clear in his tone. Jasmine and Jojo looked at him with a look of pity as he marched out of the classroom before giving a short glare to the two younger kids.

"Tch. You two really need to stop hanging out with that Ghost Freak." Was all Jojo said before following after Jason as Jasmine nodded and joined him.

J.C. sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, casting a sad glance over to Creed. "You really are dead, huh?" The room went silent after that with Creed just staring at the door, feeling her non-beating heart Shatter. U's face Morphed into a scowl, "Why don't they believe us? I DON'T EVEN KNOW THE GHOST FREAK!" She stomped her foot onto the ground, baring her teeth and clenching her fists, almost ready to punch something. 

Quiet Sniffling echoed throughout the room and U turned over to the Ghost. Creed turned her head down, steam rising from her face. Crying always stung now after dying, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't talk to anyone besides J.C. and U and while she was Grateful for them two, She missed her older brother dearly. "Creed…" U whispered, trying to place a comforting hand onto her shoulder but it just phased through it. This caused the cries to get a bit louder. "G-God..! I h-hate being dead..!" She cried out, trying to wipe away the ghostly tears. "W-Why was I-I so stupid..? If I h-had been s-smarter, I w-would still be here…!" Honestly it was disheartening to see Creed like this. She was always such a happy girl and then that Accident happened and ruined everything. 

"Don't say that." J.C. shoved his hands into his pockets. "Sure you weren't the smartest but no one saw it coming. You can't blame yourself for dying, Creed." He tried to comfort her, key word; Tried. He wasn't the best with others' messy emotions or showing his own but sometimes he tried. But Creed only glared at him, something unnormal for her. "I stood in the fucking road, J.C. OF COURSE CARS ARE GONNA DRIVE ON IT!"  She barked, pulling at her hair. "JASON TOLD ME TO GET OUT OF THE ROAD BUT DID I LISTEN? NO I DIDN'T! WHY WOULD I? I WAS STUPID! STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!" 

U rolled her eyes playfully, trying to lighten the grim mood. "Easy there Creed, if you keep shouting like that I'm sure everyone else will start to hear you." 

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Phoenix clenched her fists before swinging her head towards Wrath. "COULD YOU PLEASE SHUT THE FUCK UP!" She shouted at him, causing him to giggle more. But before she could shout at him more, The Teacher cleared his throat. "Miss Coleman. This is the second time you felt the need to yell at this.. 'Ghost'." He put air quotes around Ghost, No one seemed to believe her.

“Sorry..” She mumbled, “He’s a pain.” Phoenix tried to explain, knowing it wouldn’t matter. Reo rolled his eyes before turning back to the board, a few classmates giggled at the outburst as she groaned and laid her head onto the desk.

But once Class was finally over, she quickly started to pack up her things. Getting called ‘Ghost Freak’ a few times as she walked out of the classroom. She sent a small glare at Wrath as she stormed off to the bathrooms, feeling like skipping Math class today.

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Haru slowly opened her eyes, her vision blurry as she tried to adjust her eyes to the dark. She slowly sat up and realized she was in the hospital again. Confusion filled her head, she didn’t know when she got here. 

A few minutes later, something felt like it was crawling on her skin, which caused her to jerk her head towards it. 

A dark shadow covered most of her low arm, tickling it a bit. She stared at it for a few more minutes before the shadow had grown bright red eyes. Her eyes widened as she opened her mouth to scream for help until another shadow forcefully covered her mouth, causing the scream to turn muffled.

 The shadow with bright red eyes let out a low chuckle, showing off it’s sharp set of teeth. Haru trembled unnaturally, and shut her eyes tightly as it continued to crawl up her arm. 

“No need to be scared.” It sang, 

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Just a little Drabble of a inverted Yandere Anna/Emma for Haruka/Haru

“Awwwww~ You’re lucky I even thought about dating you~.” Anna purred, digging her fingers uncomfortably into Haruka’s cheeks as she squirmed underneath her gaze. Her sickening sweet smile sent shivers down Haruka’s spine. “You’re so fucking ugly that I shouldn’t even be anywhere next you, but since I’m so nice, I take pity and let you call me your stupid ‘friend’.” She spat out, all sweetness leaving her tone as she yanked Haruka closer to her. “So what gave you the right to make me feel this way after you wanted it for so long, just to move onto some other stupid bitch?”

Haruka shook as a few tears slipped down her cheeks, “An-Anna, I-” But was immediately silenced by a swift slap to the face.

“I didn’t say you could talk.”

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Something for A Yandere Olivia and Aayliyah for Phoenix thing:

Olivia threw the small glass ball at the door at the sight. Phoenix was kissing some random nobody! And it looked like She enjoyed it! She felt jealousy pang through her heart, a murderous feeling sinking it. Which was a bit odd, She has never wanted to kill someone before but this girl and that kiss made her feel off. "GODDAMNIT!" She cried, hugging Phoenix's old leather jacket closer as she heard the door creak open. "Olivia? You okay?" Aaliyah's soft voice sang through her ears, her head poking through the doorway. The glass ball rolled back over to the bed and The angel put the pieces together. "Oh." 

She stepped into the room, making sure to close the door again, and made her way over to Olivia while picking up the small glass ball. "What did Phoenix do this time?" She jokingly asked The Demon while taking a seat on the creaky broken old bed. But soon noticed the tears slipping from her eyes, "Olivia?"

Olivia tried to speak but could only sob, so she pointed at the ball. Aaliyah hesitantly looked through the ball to see what Phoenix could have done to make her cry. She didn't get it at first, It was just Phoenix hanging out with some girl again. But looking closer, She could see a faint blush on Phoenix's cheeks and a few minutes later Phoenix kissed the girl again. 

“Oh.”

Aaliyah stared at the ball, unable to take her eyes off of it. A weird feeling built up inside her, it made her feel dirty. She finally glanced back at Olivia, letting the ball fall back onto the floor, cringing a bit once it hit the floor. “I’m sorry.” Was all she could mutter out.

She has felt this feeling before, when she first saw Olivia and Phoenix together but slowly got over it once actually talking to the demon.

“I..I thought she loved me..!” Olivia wailed, “S-She said she only loved..me! That I was her only one..!” She continued to cry out as Aaliyah held her close. Rubbing circles on her back, whispering soothing words into her ear as she poured her heart out.

“Shh..It’s okay..” She whispered, holding her closer. 

But Olivia shook her head, “But..But it’s Not..!”

Before Aaliyah could say anything else, a familiar cold tone walked into the room. “What’s all this noise about?” Satan asked, his eyebrows furrowed as he glanced over to Olivia, who was still crying, and Aaliyah giving him a nervous smile.

Satan noticed the glass ball on the floor, and rolled his eyes. “Crying over Phoenix? Really?” He sighed as he went to go pick it up. “What is she even doing?” He stared into it, but didn’t notice anything too off putting. 

Phoenix was just hanging with a random stranger. Why would Olivia cry over that? But looking closer, he noticed the light blush on Phoenix’s cheek. He could see why now.

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Old Into The Shadows Idea that has been scrapped:

What this Idea basically was:

The Haru and Red shown through most of the series aren’t the real owners of their bodies. They were made after L’s and Axel’s souls were placed inside of them, leaving the original Haru, and Red in this void. Forced to watch the body thieves.

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Haru gasped as she gripped onto her hoodie tightly, coughing out what seemed to be black and blue liquid. 

Luke rushed over to her, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder as he kneeled down in front of her. “Hey- Hey. You okay?” He asked, even knowing that was a stupid question. Of course she wasn’t fine. She was coughing out weird liquid, that shouldn’t normally happen.

“Breathe, Haru..”

But instead of doing as told, She roughly pushed him away causing him to hit the cobblestone ground. While it didn’t hurt that much, it did startle him. “What the hell-”

“Stay the fuck away from me.”

Haru stared at the ground, wiping away the unusual liquid from her mouth as she slowly stood up. She trembled as she slowly lifted her head up, sending an uncharacteristic cold glare at the older boy. 

"Haru, Wha-" 

He couldn't even finish.

Haru had bolted straight out the Cave's entrance, heading to who knows where. Luke pushed himself up, chasing after her. "HARU!" He shouted, but it fell deaf to her ears. He didn't understand what happened.

Thousands of different thoughts raced through her head. She was finally free. She didn’t understand how, but she was and she wasn’t going to waste a single moment of freedom.

Panting hard as she raced through the woods, She couldn’t stop running until she was far from that boy. He was friends with that body thief, he would surely force her back into the sickening void. She refused to go back after so many goddamn years of watching from the sidelines. 

When it was her body.

Over with Emma, and Dan.

It turns out that they were kinda having the same problem.

Red crashed onto the floor for a few minutes and as Emma tried to check on him, He started to lash out. Saying a few death Threats, and tried to throw a few punches to get her away. One of the punches did end up hitting Emma square in the face and knocked her back a few.

Dan immediately jumped in, shouting, “What the hell, Red!?” Sending a quick glare at the red-haired boy before checking up on Emma.

Her nose had started to bleed as a bruise started to form. Touching it made her hiss in pain, “Fuck..!”

Looking at the two in pure disgust and hatred, he ran out of Pit’s library, ignoring the calls of his so-called ‘friends’. 

They weren’t his friends. No, They were that stupid Body thief’s friends.

Before he even knew it, He was lost in the woods. But it was better than hanging around with those two. He had stopped running a bit ago once he was far enough, and glanced down at his hand.

It was trembling.

He slowly brought it up to his face, tears slipped down his cheeks as he started to smile.

He was finally free.

But his celebration was cut short. A small twig was snapped in half alerting someone was close by, as He immediately went on guard. Glaring at a nearby bush, “Show yourself.” He growled.

A little floof of Black hair popped out of the bush, causing his blood to run cold. He forgot about the other two. He took a step back, as Haru stood up, slouching a bit. But something was different from how she looked normally. 

She looked scared of him. Why?

But before they could say anything to each other, a disgusting familiar voice called out, “HARU!” Luke ran through the woods.

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Sitting down on the couch, Red glanced over to Haru, who played with her hands as the others talked outside of the room.

He knew she noticed him staring, but refused to make eye contact or say anything about it. 

After a few more minutes of silence, He leaned forward as he turned his gaze to the floor instead. “So…” He started, causing the other to jump in her seat. “You’re not really Haru are you?” He asked.

She took great offense to that, whipping her head over to him as she narrowed her eyes. “I’m not really Haru!?” She snapped, her voice rising. “I’M THE REAL ONE! NOT THAT OTHER ONE!” She gripped her teeth before looking back at her hands. “It’s not fair...It’s my body yet she twisted what I wanted and got to live the life I wanted…” 

Red’s eyes widened in surprise by the outburst. So, She was like him. Her body was taken by a body thief too. What a surprise.

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Seeing the hurt look on Red’s face honestly broke Haru’s heart. “I thought we were having fun, You even said so.”

Looking down at him, She sighed softly. “We were but they already took so much of our lives away. I can't go three feet without someone pointing out who that thing was and someone trying to kill me." She hated that. Those body thieves had taken so much of their lives away and Once they got their freedom, People seemed to want to take it away again. Lock them up in those dark icy voids waiting for their chance to escape again. Red clenched his fists tightly, letting his nails dig into his skin. "But- But Haru.." His voice cracked a bit. “We can’t give up just yet! I nearly died just so you could try and reclaim some pieces of your life!” 

Taking a deep breath, She placed a hand on his shoulder. “Thank you for that but..” Giving him a sad smile, “I’m sorry. I already said Goodbye to most of my family so I’ll be fine now.” She told him. “It’s already too late for me but If You want to run still, I’ll help you do so.” Haru whispered softly, not wanting them to hear.

Red didn’t know what to say, This was maybe one of the first times he was at a loss of words. Behind them, Luke, Emma and Dan couldn’t help but feel slight guilt. But that wouldn’t stop them from bringing their friends back, H.S. and R.W. would be fine wherever they would end up again. 

Gently placing a hand on his forehead, and lifting up his red bangs, She planted a soft kiss on it. “I’m sorry that your sacrifice will go to waste, I truly am but it’s for the best. But I think it’s best for you to run now before it’s too late.” 

Holding back the tears, Red nodded. “I’ll come back for you.” He whispered, before taking off. Of course The three other kids had tried to chase after him but Haru had stopped them from getting too close. “The Hell!” Dan shouted as Haru just smiled, waving off in the area Red had ran to. “Why did you do that!” 

Haru didn’t answer, and just turned to look at Shade. “Let’s get this over with.” She muttered, ready to be thrown back into the void. Trapped in her own body forever, Just to let someone else control it.

Shade hesitated for a moment, which was strange. He wanted to do this, Right? But shaking his head, he held onto Haru’s shoulder, gripping on tightly so She wouldn’t run away. Holding The Shadow Soul in one hand, He took in a deep breath before placing it back into Haru. She shut her eyes tightly, pain now filling her chest. Oh how she hated it. But before she could say much, Blue liquid dripped from her mouth before she coughed it up, a few cornflower petals mixed into it. She could feel herself slipping as the void took her back, So the body thief could roam once again. And with that, The Original Haru was gone again as the body dropped to the floor with a Thump. 

While Red watched in the background, tightly gripping onto his bag. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he turned his back towards them. He will save Haru again, No matter what.

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A little Yandere Harem thing I wrote awhile back for Haru:

Tw For: Drugging

“LET GO!” Haru cried, kicking and screaming in Luke’s tight grip. “I SAID LET GO GODDAMNIT!”

Luke bit his lip, trying to whisper soothing words into her ear. “Shhh...Please calm down...We’re only doing this for your own good..” His grip tightened.

Haru rapidly shook her head, “No, NO! YOU ONLY WANT ME TO BE A MINDLESS DOLL FOR YOUR STUPID PLAYTIME!” She shouted, baring her teeth as her eyes narrowed at Red. “I WON’T LET YOU WIN! NO! I NEVER LET ANYONE ELSE WIN BEFORE, AND I CERTAINLY WON’T LET YOU GUYS WIN!” She spat out, too much venom dripping from her tone for their liking. 

And before she could scream and shout anymore, Luke grabbed Haru’s jaw tightly, as Red kneeled down in front of her, holding a pink heart-shaped pill. 

“Open, Angel.” He demanded, his voice sickeningly sweet as he ignored Haru’s shouts and cries. But she didn’t get much of a choice, Luke forced her mouth open enough for Red to pop it in. Haru had tried to spit it out but Red forced water down her throat, causing her to nearly choke.

Luke finally let go of her as Haru coughed and gagged up some of the water, eventually calming down as the world seemed to spin and blur.

Haru held onto her chest as her heart started to beat faster inside of her. Even skipping a beat as Red stoked her hair. “Sleep now, Tomorrow you’ll truly love us.” He whispered as Haru couldn’t force her eyes open any longer, softly hitting the ground as darkness took away her consciousness.

This was the first time in a while that Haru had truly slept peacefully.

Even when she woke up again, not caring for how long she’d been sleeping for, she felt peaceful. Finally at ease, as she woke up in a soft bed, the complete opposite of where she had fallen asleep at.

She felt a pair of strong arms around her waist, their legs tangled together with her’s. She lifted her up slightly to check out who it was. 

Dan nuzzled her neck, still peacefully sleeping, and for the first time in a long while, absolutely melted in his touch. She inched closer to him, wanting to forever feel his warmth. Her heart skipped a beat, as her stomach was suddenly filled with butterflies.

She was going to close her eyes again until the door creaked open, causing her gaze to wander over to it. 

Red smiled sweetly at her, and instead of being disgusted by his sight or his smile, she felt her face heat up. “Why good morning, Princess. You look like you slept well.” He greeted her, softly clapping his hands together as she nodded. 

“How do you feel?”

Haru didn’t answer at first, until she finally gave him a small smile, nearly making his heart burst with joy. “Buzzing with warmth.”

They had finally won, a deep part of Haru that was locked away realized. They finally had her heart on their strings, for them to toy with, for them to do as they pleased. But right now, She didn’t care. She didn’t want this warm feeling to end.

Red’s smile grew, and he came closer. “Let’s go downstairs for breakfast then, I’m sure the others would love to see you after Dan stole you away.” He joked, glancing for a brief moment at the still sleeping boy who held onto Haru tightly. 

She nodded, lightly nudging Dan awake.

This would be her new life now, It was too late for her now. Reo had failed her and now she was stuck here, feeling as if all those punishments didn’t happen.

But it’s not like she minded at the moment. She was happy and that’s all that mattered.

Now ty for Reading it, I'm so tired rn and Just want People to request them-

[youllneverknowrac]

Oscar Diaz-Toxic

Hey guys maybe this will have another part? I’m not sure yet, anyways I hope you all enjoy!

One again I have to thank @spookysmujer for helping me with this idea. She’s a real one. Y’all go check her stuff out. She’s amazing!

~

“Girl fuck that, he knew we were going out tonight. Don’t let Oscar kill your vibe bitch, you’re allowed to have fun every once in a while,”Your best friend Naomi says into your ear as she sits next to you in the booth, your other two friends sitting on the opposite side.

“Yeah Y/N, it’s my birthday. We have to turn up. Besides it’s not like we’re chilling with guys, so he has no reason to trip.” Dina adds with a sigh as she reaches for a chip and dips it into the thick queso that sat in the middle of the table.

“What’s he saying anyways?” Jess questions as she leans forward to listen.

“He said,*Man you know I don’t like when you go out with out me,*”Followed by,*Just come home. I’m not playing, I don’t want you out with your hoe ass friends,* You admit with a groan,”Now he’s asking why am I not replying.”

“Man fuck that, you don’t dog on him when he’s with his own hoe ass friends.” Naomi says after taking a sip of her frozen margarita,”Tell him to chill out. We’re literally just grabbing dinner and then going to a hookah lounge. Maybe a bar. You’ll be home before the sun is even up.”

“You’re right, why do I have to feel guilty for having friends? He’s with his homies almost everyday so why can’t I just have one night to myself.” You say as you read three more messages that he wrote in question of you not answering him,*I’ll be home in a little bit. Quit blowing my line up. I’m with the girls, and that’s it. Stop being crazy.*You type and send with no second thought.

*Who you calling crazy? You better be home after your little dinner. I ain’t gonna wait up all night for you.*

*Then don’t. I have a key.* You text back, Oscar moving you into his crib about two months ago.

‘Nah ima bolt that shit shut and why ain’t yo friends answering me? You really with them or what?’

‘I told them not to answer you psycho. Quit texting them. I will be home in a little bit. BYE.’ You send, Oscar calling two seconds later as you hit decline.

‘Whatever guy your with, I hope he shoots back.’ He sends, causing you to internally scream as you ignore it and toss your phone into your bag.

“I need another mojito.” You mumble as you hold your hand out to get the waiters attention since she was pretty far.

“He will get over it.”

“Yeah, just suck his dick or something when you get home.”

“No don’t reward him for being obsessive.”

You take in all the advice from your friends, letting everything sink in before shaking your head,” I don’t even want to talk about him right now. Can we please just get tipsy so we can head over to the bar and get completely wasted? How does that sound?”

“Hell yeah.” Naomi smiles, picking up her drink and gulping it down in one go.

~

The Uber driver drops you off after your ‘wild night’. Your friends having been dropped off along the shared ride, all of you completely wasted at this point.

“Thank you sir.” You slur as you grab your purse and search for the door handle in the up coming morning light. The sun wasn’t all the way up yet, so you weren’t technically out all night. Let’s just hope your boyfriend sees it like that. You ignored Oscar all night and when you finally checked your phone in the car you had 26 missed calls and 73 messages from him. You stumble up the driveway and go to the front door, grabbing your key from your bag and trying your best to quietly unlock the door,”Shit.” You mutter as you drop your keys on to the floor, you kick off your heels before picking them up and hanging them on the hook,”Oscar!?” You whisper shout just in case, sighing in relief when you don’t get a response. You pad down the hallway and into the shared bedroom to find him asleep in the bed, a few empty bottles of beer on the night stand along with burnt out roaches in the ashtray. You sneak past him and head into the bathroom, pulling off your tight fitted dress and leaving it on the floor as you step out of it. You quickly wipe your face clean, no make up left behind after you start the shower so the water could warm up. You step in after while and let the hot water run over you, not even realizing that Oscar walked in until the shower curtain in being pulled back minutes later,”Um can I help you? You’re getting water everywhere.” You say startled as you yank the curtain back shut.

“Why you showering? Washing off that other foo?” You hear him say as he leans back against the counter with crossed arms.

“Seriously? Do you really think I’d cheat on you?” You ask as you focus on your wash routine.

“I don’t know, you tell me. You ignore me all night, and don’t come home until 6am. Then when you get here, you hop in the shower. How else am I suppose to take it?”

“Take it by believing me. I told you what I was doing. I have no reason to lie Oscar. I was with my friends the whole night.”

“Nah, I don’t believe that. You’re for the streets, you just proved that to me.”

“I’m for the streets? Just cause I went out one time?” You ask as you work on scrubbing your body,”You literally work the streets, you sale on the streets, these are your fucking streets. Don’t you think you’d have proof if I was out here being unfaithful? That someone would tell you something?”

“Not if you being sly with it. What’s his name then? Who I gotta fight?”

“Yourself, cause you’re the only guy I’ve been with.” You say with a clap of your hands,”Can you get out? I’m not in the mood to argue with you right now.”

“Who’s arguing? I’m just trying to have a discussion on why my girl thinks it’s okay to stay out all night.”

“Oh my god!” You squeal as you shut the water off and open the curtain once more, snatching the towel from Oscar’s outstretched hand with out a thank you,”I’m grown, I can go out if I want to.” You inform him like it’s the most obvious thing,”Quit being so toxic. I can’t even shower in peace because you are so paranoid.”

“Toxic? You females learn one word on the internet and over use it.” He laughs dryly, moving aside as you step out onto the mat,”It ain’t toxic to worry about my women. A women that I love.”

“Worrying about me isn’t, but it is to accuse me of cheating on you. And then have the nerve to come in here and try to ‘talk things’ out when your only intent is to annoy and argue with me.”

“Aver, let me see your neck. Let me see if you letting another vato mark you up.” Oscar says, his statement proving your entire point as he ignores your words.

“Nah, I ain’t dumb. I do all the marking.” You smile sweetly at him as you tighten the towel around your body before spinning around and heading to the closet. If Oscar wanted a fight he definitely has one now.

“What did you just say?” He barks

“I said I do all the marking. I can’t come home with that shit all over my neck, what would I look like.”

“See I knew you were fucking with some one else. Who is it? Yo ex? I’ll fuck him up over you. Don’t play with me.”

“Think what you want.” You shrug as you slip on a pair of underwear,”It seems like you have a bunch of assumptions about me anyway.”

“You didn’t answer me all night! What the fuck else am I going to think!” He bellows again as he watches you pull on one of his shirts to sleep in.

“THINK what you want. I do not care any more. The only thing I currently care about is going to bed. You can either stand here and argue with yourself or you can join me and go back to bed because I know you’re tired.” You sigh as you climb on to the middle of the mattress and snuggle under the blanket, turning your back to him.

“I’ll drop it if you promise you ain’t going back out with them.” He says seriously moments later,”Joker told me all about them and how they get around.” He explains as his voice grows remorseful. Just like it always did when he picked a fight and then apologized minutes later.

“Okay Oscar.” You yawn as you let your eyes close deciding to just agree with whatever he says so you can get to sleep,”I won’t hang out with them again.” You lie, having already made plans for next weekend with them.

“I mean it.”

“So do I.” You say as you feel him climb in behind you.

“I don’t mean to trip mami. I just got jealousy issues...how could I not when I have you as my girl.” He whispers into your ear after while as he pulls you to his chest,”I didn’t mean to accuse you of anything. I know you’d never cheat on me.”

“It’s fine Oscar, can we please just go to sleep? I’m really tired.” You say as you open your eyes and look out the window. Trying to remember a time when things were calmer with you and Oscar. Now it seems like all you guys do is fight, make up, and have sex,”Hm? Yeah, I love you too.” You reply as you hear him mumble it into your ear, your eyes watering as you blink back the tears all while telling yourself that it’ll get better. That it has to get better because you were exhausted at this point and you didn’t know how much longer you could hold on to this relationship.