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yuff7e · 3 months

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Hello hii !!

Rlly love the way you write , it has a certian comfort to it zjsbdn 🎀

Could you please write sfw and nsfw hcs with Kokushibo and Sanemi ( separate ) and a male!jester! reader . Reader is like super flexible and hardworking and actually takes his job seriously even though just seems kinda silly

Thank you in advance !

- ♱ anon

˚ ༘♡ sanemi & kokushibo sfw + nsfw headcanons w a male jester s/o !! ⋆｡˚ (literally everything is in the title)

male reader

hiii ♱ anon !! how are you ?! this is definitely an interesting request !! hope u enjoy <3 (and tysm that’s the sweetest thing ever ily)

the cuties song -> www.spotify.com

ꕤ*. sanemi shinazugawa !! SFW

- he’s impressed by you from the start

- you’re really flexible, that’s cool

- and you take your job seriously, that makes him respect you

- like wow u know how to have fun and be serious at the same time.

- so cool !!

- now he’s pretty distant at first bc that’s just how he is fr

- until you guys get to talking and the conversation is flowing

- man they’re banging fr !

- what a banger !

- anyway eventually he begins to form feelings for you

- the other hashiras notice right away because it’s kinda obvious he likes someone when he doesn’t like anyone

- like no one, he only talks to like .. 2 people

- so when he’s actually trying to hang w u that makes it pretty obvious in itself

- he’s just like “hey [name], train with me.”

- “alright!”

- *cue you jumping like pinkie pie over to the training site as he just walks like an emo kid right beside you*

- literally so random but i feel like you guys would just have the best time training, especially since ur really flexible so he’s all over that

- “wow you dodged my attack? that’s pretty cool.”

- after he confessed to you he’s actually a really nice guy

- deep down he’s really gentle and sweet, you just have to get to know him

- and you did and now you’re dating !! congrats~

- anywho, he’s just really sweet

- he’ll help you with your work too, especially since u do so much of it he’s like “let me help”

- like “alr pal go ahead and do all my work im GOOD” <- you

- js kidding you’d be like “aww thanks man!” *slaps him on the back like the MANLY MAN you are*

- he glares at u

- “oopsies” 😊

ꕤ*. sanemi shinazugawa !! NSFW

- fuckin’ feral

- i feel like he has an issue with getting horny like, a lot

- especially now that he’s with you he actually has a hole to pound

- and with that flexible part of you…. you know he’s using that to his advantage

- got both of your legs over your head and crosssed

- buddy wants to see you spread.

- lwk he’s prolly into fisting NOT EVEN TRYNA BE WEIRD JS SAYIN

- like i feel like he likes gaping holes and shi and like will thrust in and pull all the way out between thrusts just to look at the hole

- he would most definitely hold u by ur dick when he’s fucking u in missionary with one of his hands as he pounds you

- he probably has like 4 bottles of lube in his dresser and runs out

- he uses tm …

- he likes to see u oiled up fr

- since you’re flexible you can arch your back really well

- so he’s like pushing your upper body down and like towering over you from doggy and like shoving ur ass up with his dick pounding in you in this crazy arched position

- he just likes seeing you moan and cry

- he’s kinda mean but the aftercare is top tier

- holding and cradling you from behind (with his dick still in u prolly)

- i bet he says things while he’s fucking u like “you’re really getting pounded by a top hashira, you like that you fuckin’ slut?”

- definitely a degrader but if u wanna be praised you’ll get it but it’s still kinda mean

- “you’re doing so good just like the whore you are.”

- what a bastard

- is definitely into face fucking you but will get on his knees for you to face fuck him

- likes it when you use his hand to jerk you off

- why he kinky 🙁

ꕤ*. kokushibo !! SFW

- mans is so quiet you don’t even know how u got him to speak to u anyway

- plus he rarely comes out like HOW TF DID U GET TO TTH

- okay well anyway you did

- he takes a liking to you with how hardworking you are

- and you’re also a hashira, how interesting

- you aren’t a demon, and you’re speaking with him?? when you should be killing him?? hot

- i feel like he would come out at night in the forest to see you sometimes if you call for him

- “yes?”

- “just wanted to come and say hi!”

- “alright…. wut…”

- anyway yeah EVENTUALLY you two get together

- you have to confess though because demons don’t really feel feelings, so once he starts having a beating heart around you he’s like “am i dying”

- no ur not ur head over heels kokushibo !! ~

- will protect you with his life.

- you can’t tell the hashiras about this obviously, but sometimes they ask you why you always go out at night

- “better not be doing anything fuckin’ weird” <- sanemi grumbling

- “im not!” *cue you getting fucked face down in the grass in the forest*

ꕤ*. kokushibo !! NSFW

- talking about getting fucked face down in the grass in the forest— !!

- he loves fucking you in “public settings” (although most people aren’t in the forest out at night)

- deep low growls as he pounds your tight ass

- he kinda wants to put his sword up against your throat as he fucks you

- you both know that’s risky but even talking to him was risky to begin with like shit bro

- loves pulling your hair and he wants you to pull his as well

- he’s actually loud, like his groans and moans just come out everytime he fucks you or you fuck him

- quiet person in general but will be loud as shit as you fuck him

- “don’t stop..”

this is all i could do im so sorry kokushibos is shorter than sanemis 😭 , THEY JS BARELY SHOW KOKUSHIBO ITS SO HARD TO WRITE HIM SOMETIMES (plus i was so tired writing that its the next morning and im so refreshed)

REQUESTS : OPEN

#kokushibo #sanemi x male reader #sanemi x reader #kokushibo x reader #kokushibo x male reader #reader #male reader #demon slayer #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer x male reader #yuff7e

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ladey · 2 months

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Jinx x princess typa reader?

Also ur fics r rlly good :3

BAHA YAS 🎀 also ty 🤭

jinx w/ a polar opposite gf ༯

notes: mostly bullet point format.. expect this from me a lot

jinx with with a girlfriend who’s practically like the opposite of her? how unheard of… (not)

jinx def likes the fem girlies and i have no doubt abt it 😋🤞

seeing u in ur little skirts and dresses has her having to restrain herself at times 🫢

but having a significant other who acts as though they always need help and relies on others to do things for them? puh-lease, jinx would roll her eyes at that.

or so she thought 👀

turns out, she LOVES feeling useful and having someone that genuinely wants her help and attention, and isn’t just faking it out of pity or fear of her potentially putting a bullet through them 😊

she calls u princess and doll, obviously.

she’s pleasantly suprised to find out that ur actually quite stern and feisty at times.

even though she loves to act as ur guard dog. she feels so powerful whenever ur cling to her arm and sit on her lap. always keep u close to her side.

but when someone was being obnoxiously rude to u in public, jinx was at ur side ready to have their body slumped in an alleyway when u jumped up and put them in their place with just ur words.

she found that very impressive and sexy.

u would do the exact same for her, too. and she loves u even more for that. it warms her heart to know that u love and care for her just as much as she does for u.

adding onto that, ur very good at getting what u want with just words, tone, and batting ur lashes as u look at the person with classic puppy dog eyes.

“thank you so much, you’re too kind~” you say, playing with your hair and letting out a small giggle as you wear a sickly sweet smile on your dolled up face.

at times it makes jinx jealous, pausing what she’s doing to eye them with a steely glare. ur gentle hand on her arm softens her and soon the worry is out of her mind.

on the off occasion that jinx catches u doing something by urself, like taking care of a wound (which she would try her damn hardest to prevent getting inflicted upon u, and if it does she would be scrambling around and helping u with the gentlest of hands, afraid to break u as though ur porcelain), she would almost seem hurt.

why aren’t u asking her for help? is she no longer useful? are u getting bothered by her? is she getting too annoying? is this the start of a potential break up?!

“hey wait! let me help you with that!” “oi, quit that! what d’ya think you’re doing?”

she’s slapping ur hands out of the way and replacing them with her own.

she LOVES teaching u things she’s good at! it makes her feel important and looked up to.

while teaching u to shoot she’ll tell u the basics and hold your hand while she helps you aim.

“make sure your eye is right on the target. aaand…” BANG!

she’s cheering and spinning as she hugs u tightly to her chest. she praises u, even if u barely hit the middle of the target or u got close only because of her aid.

she loves to see ur improvement be all because of her. it makes her feel so proud 🥹

and ur praises and thanks always coat her cheeks in a blush. while trying to act nonchalant whenever u tell her how good of a teacher she is.

ur little princess-like charms always get her, i mean how could they not? she would do anything for u.

she enjoys making little gifts for u too: crafting cute little homemade necklaces and bracelets that u will cherish forever.

going and stealing items that u wanted so bad while pouting at her with those big eyes.

u too are a couple not to be messed with 😤

hope this is ok 🥺

#arcane jinx #jinx x fem!reader #jinx x reader #jinx x female reader #jinx arcane #arcane jinx headcanons #jinx headcanons

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writingoddess1125 · 9 months

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How does buggy and Shanks handle their daughters s first period?

Oh Honey- it was a fucking disaster 🤣

I have the Shanks one right here if your interested but I'll do a Buggy one as a quick story!

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• Buggy didn't really grow up around girls- So he is inexperienced with periods and such till he started dating you.

• "Where is Bubbles?-" Buggy muttered to himself, noticing immediately that Ari was missing. He looked to see you were with Ali and disapeared to the back to find his missing daughter.

• But since he knew the time would come, he had the conversation with you ahead of time about what to do when that day comes.

• It was Ari and Ali 11th birthday party. Of course he threw a big party, like he did for both sets of twins-

• Buying them all matching nice clothes, stocking up on the best of everything and even going as far as the dock in a place with lots of kids so there were plenty of playmates.

• This was no different from the other parties, the sun just starting to set and the live music was blaring as his ship was packed with people.

• However one thing was off'

• "Ari?...Bubbles?...." Buggy called out, looking around the lower deck to see if he could spot her. After a moment he stepped towards the bedroom that the twin girls shared and heard it-

• Rushing in quickly at hearing his daughter crying he came in to see her face buried in her knees and sobbing.

• Crying?

• "Uhhhhhh Shit"

• "Bubs?-" He stared at her, Her looking up up at him with wide eyes. That's when Buggy sees it- Blood. Staining her pale pink dress to high hell and some on her exposed legs

• Which ment...

• "No No! its fine! It's actually normal!" He said loudly.

• "Get out!" She cried, Lunging forward and slamming the door on his face.

• "B-Bubbles it's alright! Sorry I didn't knock uh-" Buggy stuttered trying to figure out his course of action now.

• "Go away! Im sick!?" She sobbed from behind the door- Buggy panicking himself as he tried to think.

• "W-What?!- How is this normal!?" She sobbed hysterically.

"It means-" Buggy sighed as he sat on the floor with his back against the wall. "It means your growing up Bubby-" He said softly, Ari sniffled and wiped her cherry nose.

• Buggy stood there for a second, Hearing her cry. Before sighing heavily himself to calm himself- "Can I come in Ari?" He said softly, sending his hand off to get the supplies he knew you kept in your bathroom.

• After a second the door cracked open and Buggy stepped in slowly, Seeing Ari now seated again still in tears.

• Buggy entered a bit awkwardly but leaned against the wall as he daughter cried.

- "What does this mean?" Ari whimpered, sniffling into her knees.

"I dont like it-"

"Ahh noone does. But thats just part of life" He said a bit sadly. His hand returning with a bag which he tucked to his side at the moment.

"It is your period Ari, it means. That your a woman, like your mother" He started, internally cringing at having to have this talk with her. She looked up to him, as he started to explain- Clearly both of them embarrassed about the situation as Buggy tried to be as mature of an adult about it.

"Oi! The party is just starting Whats going on?" Bee yelled out, Banging on the door. Buggy opening his mouth to yell at his sons to fuck off- but he was beat to him.

"So this is gonna happen for the rest of my life?-" She clarified, Buggy nodding calmly knowing damn well she didn't like that answer.

"Yep until your old and wrinkled like me-"

Ari sighed irritated at this- Groaning in frustration. Buggy could only nod at her reaction-

"Yep. Once a month.. That is why we got these-" He said calmly as he brought the bag out and passed it to her.

"There are instructions inside and I can go get your mother to run down how some of that shit is u-"

"Hey!" Bee called out, smacking the door making father and daughter duo snap back from the conversation. Buggy hand quickly flying up to lock it so the boys didn't barge in- He knew this was already a sensitive situation for Ari and she didn't need her brothers getting in.

Dee starting to argue with Bee about leaving the two- clearly more socially aware.

"GO AWAY!" Ari screamed, making even Buggy jump a bit. Clearly having his lungs it seemed even if she was typically very resevered. He heard the boys scramble away pretty quickly after that. Buggy sighing at this-

"Come on Princess- Let's get you all washed up and we can get you a new dress okay?" He said sincerely, his little girl nodding as he helped her up and escorted her to go use the shower in the master bedroom.

• Buggy quickly gets you to come down from the party, giving a quick run down of the situation to you and sends you off to the bathroom with Ari.

• He knew he couldn't find an exact match and that Ari really liked this dress it being matching to Ali who was still partying upstairs.

• Buggy now tasked with figuring out what to do about the damn dress! He searched through his daughters closet to find something similar for her to wear but failing-

• "You dyed it?" She questioned gently taking it from his hands- feeling the fabric was still ever so slightly damp as well. Knowing he must has used all his strength to dry it as quickly as possible after his quick dye.

• "Think damn it!" He hisses, Looking around at what to do. Before it clicker and he runs to the supply room of the ship-

• You and Ari stepping out into the hall after a while. Ari freshly showered and in comforble clothes- clearly upset and not wanting to go out in her long pajamas for everyone to see and question.

• "It's okay honey-" You try to reassure but Ari face was sour and clearly uncomforble. You sighing and rubbing her back to comfort her.

• In moments Buggy rushed towards you two, you raising an eyebrow at your husband who haf splatters of black over his face and clothes.

• Buggy smiled down at his grumpy daughter-

• "Feeling better?" He asked, getting a shrug in response. He expected as much.

• "Well, if you're still in the partying mood since it is your birthday afterall- I fixed your dress!" He said cheerfully. You and Ari looking surprised at this since their was no way to completely remove such a heavy blood stain-

• Grinning as he pulled from behind his back the dress, now a deep dyed Purple color.

• "Well, Dark dye covers red stains so- Yeah" He said with a grin.

• Ali didn't her own period till a year later 2 weeks before their 12th birthday and at this point Buggy was prepared and mentally almost ready.

• Ari eyes well up with tears and she hugs him tightly. "Thank you Dad!"

• Buggy smiled at this and hugged her back. "Of course Princess, Now go get dressed. Your missing your party!"

• Ari smiled, now clearly happy as she rushed off to her room to change out of the provided PJs and into her new dress.

• You smile at Buggy, Proud of him for handling this so well. Kissing his cheek that didn't have the dye on it "Great Job Honey"

• After that Ari returns to her sister, The two going about eating, Opening presents and more.

• The rest of the party goes off without a hitch-

•Much to Buggy's relief-

• However sends you to handle it anyway-

#x reader #one piece #one peice x reader #one peice live action #buggy one piece #buggy the clown x reader #buggy x reader #dad buggy #girl dad

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babyyweebbitch · 4 months

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haiii! im super impressed w ur writing. It's so good (must admit). can I have a Simon "Ghost" Riley when he found out I trying to hide wounds after fighting?

It's okie for no, thx u and luv uuu <3

no problem bubba :)) i wanted to do something like this but didn’t know how to | i just reread everything and saw u said fight 🧍🏾‍♀️ chat pls to kill me its been a while and i JUST woke up from a nap. i hope this is okay tho!!

content warning : Black female reader, blood, hiding wounds , simon being angy

you had gotten back from a solo week long mission a few days ago, you were being quite distant and secretive from everyone… nobody knew why but they didn’t pry thinking it was just you wanting space after a tough mission especially going alone… nobody blamed you

one day, you were walking through the base in regular clothing but baggy clothing, which Simon thought was odd because you were always known to wear shorts or something, you grabbed a few medical supplies and hid them before quickly going to your room across the bass, he noticed this.

how odd… what would you need with these items? he decided to follow far behind you and watched as you went into your room. after a few minutes he knocked on your door and waited for a response

“im busy! one moment!” you yelled out sounding panicked and hurried.

“can i come in?” simon called out from the other side, his deep, thick British accent was very easy to tell who it was because of how it sounded. after a few seconds you opened the door but leaned against the door putting weight on one leg as you did, opening it just so much so he couldn’t see the rest of your room

“whats up?” you asked, having a face of trying to hide pain, which he took notice of very quickly. he raised an eyebrow and looked at you, taking a few seconds to answer

“i saw you got medical supplies… is everything okay?” he asked with clear worry in his voice, which only showed with you

“yeah everything is okay, i was just getting them for Johnny” you said clearly lying, Johnny has been with Ghost most of the day

“you’re lying — what is wrong?” he said, with a stern voice, you kinda just looked at him with a look of ‘oh shit, im cooked’ but you wanted to try and lie again

“im telling the truth, Si…”

“lying again! Y/N what is going on, let me in”

you both just looked at each other before you slowly opened the door, simon saw all of your bloodied bandages on the floor along with the new ones you had just gotten… he didn’t say anything at first but once he did you felt like a kid being yelled at again

“what the hell? what happened?” he said with a angry tone, he looked at you and the look in his eyes scared you. you avoided eye contact and you just looked at the floor

“it happened on my mission… i got banged up pretty bad and didn’t want to tell anyone…”

“why?!” simons voice was raised just a little bit once he asked this, he was angry that you didn’t say anything about it and he was angry you let it go this long. after a few seconds he walked into your room and closed the door “show me now, you don’t have an option” he said, standing directly in front of you with his arms crossed. you were about to protest but after seeing he was dead serious you untied your sweatpants and let them drop, once he saw your legs you had a few cuts and bruises but the worst one was a gash on your upper thigh that was still healing. he sighed and he pointed to your bed without further explanation

you sat down and simon started to take care of the gash on your thigh first before the rest. he didn’t have anything to stitch it with so he just wrapped it tightly after cleaning it and he prayed for the best.

“take your shirt off, i know theres more” he said as he tossed bloody tissues away and he looked at you, you took your shirt off and you had a tank top underneath, there were a few scrapes and bruises here and there on your arms and rest of your body but nothing that wouldn’t heal on its own.

“if you do something this stupid again, i will tell Price about it…” he said getting up from the floor and subconsciously cleaning up the old bloodied bandages and other trash from your floor. he didn’t say anything else afterwards, he was upset with you and didn’t know what to say or do with you. you kinda just watched him and once he was done cleaning up he left the room.

you felt horrible now…

#call of duty #call of duty x reader #call of duty headcanons #call of duty modern warfare 3 #call of duty modern warfare 2 #call of duty modern warfare #simon riley #simon ghost riley #simon riley headcanons #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #female reader #x black reader #black reader #i tried 🧍🏾‍♀️

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soolh1k · 1 year

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hi, could you write skz accidentally making you cry?

Skz accidentally making you cry

notes: english is not my first language so apologies for any misspelling or grammar. i hope u like it !! :)))

type: narrated text

genre: angst w fluff

WARNINGS: swearing, a little bit angsty but some fluff at the end, let me know if you'd like to be tagged !! :))

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დ Bang Christopher

You're at home, eagerly waiting for your boyfriend to return from work. It's been an exhausting day for both of you, but you know you need his support and company to alleviate the built-up stress. Finally, you hear the door open, and your boyfriend enters the room, visibly tired and worried.

You approach him with a smile and give him a warm hug. However, as you embrace him, you can sense the tension in his body. You look at him with concern and ask how his day has been. Your boyfriend lets out a heavy sigh and simply glares at you annoyed. With that look, you knew that things hadn't gone well for him at work.

You understand work-related stress perfectly and try to encourage him, telling him that he's doing a great job and that everything will work out. As you try to uplift him, your boyfriend vents his frustrations, and unintentionally, his tone of voice becomes harsher than usual. The words that come out of his mouth are those of someone frustrated and exhausted, catching you off guard.

"I'm so tired, you know? I'd rather you give me some space, please."

"I know, Chris, but you can always talk to me when you feel like this. That's why I'm here."

"I already know that, but I don't want you around. Your presence annoys me. I just want to be alone, okay? Why do you always make things so difficult? It's like you never understand me, woman. Just go away. I don't want to see you."

"Chris, do you hear yourself? You're being very rude. I understand that you're stressed, but that doesn't give you the right to speak to me like that."

"Just shut up, my god. Your voice is so annoying. If you don't like how I'm acting, why don't you just leave? I told you I want to be alone. Do you not have a brain to comprehend that? Please, go away."

The words deeply impact your sensitivity, and you feel hurt. Sadness clouds your face, and tears start welling up in your eyes. You try to remain calm, but the combination of your boyfriend's stress and the emotional intensity accumulated throughout the day becomes overwhelming.

Realizing that he has hurt your feelings, your boyfriend abruptly stops and looks at you with remorse. His eyes fill with concern and guilt as he sees your tears. Immediately, he sincerely apologizes and embraces you tightly, trying to console you and explaining that he never intended to hurt you in any way.

"Forgive me, my god, I'm an idiot," tears start streaming down his eyes too.

"I didn't mean to talk to you like that. You know stress consumes me, and I know it doesn't give me the freedom to speak to you in that manner. I want you to know that I don't think those things about you. I would never think them, and I don't know why I said them, but please believe me. I love you too much to let my stupid actions ruin us. Please forgive me and try to understand me even though I may seem very selfish. I'm sorry."

As the sincere apologies flow from your boyfriend's lips, you understand that his behavior was unintentional. You know that he's also going through a difficult time, and work stress can sometimes affect his mood beyond his control. You release another sob, but this time, they are tears of relief as you feel his love and genuine remorse.

Your boyfriend continues to hold you in his embrace and assures you that he will always value and care for your feelings. He promises to work on managing his stress better and avoid venting on you in

a way that hurts you. Together, you decide to seek healthier ways to deal with individual and collective stress, such as open communication and mutual support.

This incident strengthens your relationship as you learn to overcome obstacles together and stay connected even in challenging times. Although your tears were a result of momentary pain, both of you understand that it's an opportunity to grow and strengthen your love.

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დ Lee Minho

You're having a fun time with your boyfriend at home. You've been joking and teasing each other for a while, creating an atmosphere of joy and laughter. Both of you enjoy this dynamic and feel comfortable with each other.

In the midst of the fun, your boyfriend decides to play a prank that turns out to be heavier than you expected. He starts making sarcastic comments and teasing about something that you know makes you feel a bit uncomfortable. At first, you think it's just part of the game and try to laugh along with him.

However, as he continues with his jokes, you start feeling more and more vulnerable and emotionally affected. The words he uses no longer seem funny, but hurtful. You can tell that your boyfriend doesn't realize how his words are affecting you and carries on with the prank, thinking everything is fine.

The combination of excessive teasing and your own sensitivity causes tears to well up in your eyes. You try to hold them back, but it's hard to ignore the pain that's building up inside you. Your face reflects a mix of sadness and confusion, as you didn't expect the situation to escalate to this point.

Your boyfriend, noticing your reaction and realizing he has gone too far, immediately stops. His expression changes to one of surprise and remorse as he sees your tears. He realizes that he has unintentionally hurt your feelings and quickly apologizes sincerely.

"Oh, sweetheart, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize I was hurting you. I just wanted to play a playful prank, but now I see I crossed the line. Please forgive me," he says with a mix of concern and remorse in his voice. You didn't know what to feel because it's clear that you're not very open about sharing your insecurities with your boyfriend, which caused this unfortunate situation.

It's difficult for you to speak due to the emotions, but you nod your head, letting him know that you understand it was a mistake and that you accept his apology. He quickly comes closer and embraces you tenderly, trying to comfort you.

As he holds you, you allow him to console you and also express how you felt. You explain that although you enjoy having fun together, there are certain topics or boundaries that should not be crossed. Both of you commit to better communication and maintaining a healthy playful environment in the future.

"I'm really sorry, bunny, it wasn't my intention to make you feel this way."

"It wasn't entirely your fault, babe. I don't talk to you much about my insecurities, but from now on, I'll make sure to share my fears and everything that entails."

"We're both going to improve, I promise, bunny."

He promises to be more aware of your boundaries in the future and make sure that the pranks stay at a comfortable level for both of you. He acknowledges that, although the intention was to play, he didn't properly consider your feelings at that moment.

As the emotions calm down, you both use this experience as an opportunity to strengthen your relationship. You learn the importance of respecting each other's emotional boundaries and how to take care of each other.

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დ Seo Changbin

You're at home with your boyfriend, enjoying a relaxed afternoon together. Suddenly, as you pass by the room's doorway, you overhear your boyfriend speaking negatively to someone. Curiosity and concern flood your mind, and you decide to stay silent and listen a little longer.

As you listen, tears well up in your eyes. The words you hear are hurtful and seem to be directed at you. Your heart shatters as you try to process what you've just heard. Without uttering a word, you distance yourself and lock yourself in another room, trying to cope with the overwhelming rush of emotions.

"God, she's so damn annoying. Can't you understand how much her attitude irritates me? Acting all flirtatious, like she's the best person on earth. Someone needs to open her eyes, please. It even embarrasses me to see her," your boyfriend commented over the phone.

"No, of course not. I never want to see her again in my life. Seriously, I hope she realizes the situation and gets that I'm not interested. Well, hopefully things will get better. Talk to you later, Hyun," he ended the call, and you rushed out of the room.

After a while, your boyfriend realizes your reaction and frantically starts searching for an explanation. He looks for you throughout the house and finally finds you sitting in a corner, tears streaming down your cheeks. His face reflects anguish and confusion, not understanding what has happened.

"What happened? Why are you crying?" he asks, his voice trembling, cautiously approaching you.

Looking him directly in the eyes, you share your hurt feelings and tell him what you overheard. You explain how betrayed and hurt you felt, believing he was speaking ill of you. Your voice trembles as you struggle to hold back tears.

Visibly shocked, your boyfriend takes your hands in his and tries to calm you down. He begs you to give him a chance to explain and assures you that he wasn't talking about you. With a sigh, he tells you that he was talking about a girl he recently met, who doesn't seem to understand that he's not interested in her. His words were taken out of context, and he understands how they could have been misunderstood.

"Love, I wasn't talking about you. I'm sorry if you thought that. I would never speak about you like that, and I didn't even want to speak that way about her. But honestly, I've been so bothered by her flirting with me and she had me fed up. I was just telling Hyunjin what was happening because he noticed I started going to the gym earlier than usual. I wanted to avoid her. Please forgive me, I didn't mean to hurt you."

As you listen to his explanation and see the honesty in his eyes, your tears begin to fade away. Slowly, you start to comprehend that it was a misunderstanding, and your boyfriend never intended to hurt you.

"I'm really sorry, sweetheart. I didn't want you to feel this way. I wasn't talking about you, but about that girl. I made a mistake by not clarifying it, and I understand why you felt hurt. I promise I'll be more careful with my words in the future," he says sincerely.

As your boyfriend's words reach your heart, the tears give way to a sense of relief. You know that he cares about you and genuinely regrets the situation. He embraces you gently, seeking to console you and reaffirm his love.

You decide to forgive him, knowing that we all make mistakes, and he has acknowledged his own. Together, you commit to strengthening your communication and promise to openly and honestly discuss any concerns or misunderstandings that may arise in the future.

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დ Hwang Hyunjin

You're having a fun night with your group of friends, laughing and having a great time. Your boyfriend is also there, but as the night progresses, you start noticing a change in his attitude. He becomes distant and increasingly jealous.

At one point, your boyfriend approaches you and starts making baseless accusations. His words are aggressive and filled with unfounded jealousy. You try to calm the situation and explain that there's nothing to worry about, that you're just enjoying the company of your friends.

"What was that?"

"What are you talking about? I don't understand, babe."

"You saw how your little friend was looking at you? It's obvious he likes you, bella."

"What are you talking about? Don't be ridiculous. We're just friends, love."

"I'm not being ridiculous. I'm telling you he likes you. The way he looks at you is the same way I look at you, with love and desire. I won't let this go unnoticed. Let's go, please."

"Are you jealous, love? You know I only like you. I love only you, babe. Please trust that nothing will happen."

"For once, listen to me, bella. Let's go, damn it. I want to go home now. I'm tired of you and them." You were shocked and couldn't respond, so Hyunjin took it as a "I don't want to leave."

However, he persists in his accusations, raising his voice and demanding unnecessary explanations. You feel cornered and attacked, not understanding why he has taken this aggressive stance. You try to stay calm, but his hurtful words start to affect you emotionally.

"I'm tired of it. Do whatever you want, go kiss him if you want. I don't care anymore."

"What are you talking about? Of course not, Hyunjin, please understand."

"Forget it. I'm tired of seeing you not believing me. Come back before it gets darker. I'm going home. Enjoy your night, I guess."

Tears begin to fill your eyes as you try to hold them back. You can't understand how such a fun night took such a drastic and painful turn. Your boyfriend, noticing your reaction and realizing he has gone too far, stops immediately. His expression changes from anger to surprise and remorse as he sees your tears.

"Oh, bella, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry," he says with a trembling voice, approaching you with a gesture of repentance. "I was jealous, and I let my insecurities get the best of me. But understand that I only want to protect you and that you mean so much to me. I didn't want to hurt you. It's just that he's so handsome, and I'm afraid you'll leave me for someone better. You're what I value the most, and you're the only thing that keeps me alive. Please forgive me. I didn't mean to hurt you."

Despite the pain you feel, you understand that his jealousy stems from a place of love and concern for you. However, you also let him know that the way he has treated you has been unfair and hurtful. You express your feelings honestly, explaining how his words have deeply hurt you and made you feel misunderstood.

"It's not fair what you did, Hyun."

"I know, I'm sorry."

"Don't worry, I know you love me and want the best for me. It's okay, but next time you feel like this, tell me, and we'll work it out together, cutie." He simply nodded his head.

Your boyfriend, visibly affected by your words, apologizes once again and hugs you tenderly. He assures you that he will work on his

jealousy and communicate in a healthier way. He acknowledges that his actions have been unfair and that he needs to learn to trust you and the strength of your relationship.

Together, you decide to take some time to discuss your concerns and fears, setting boundaries and committing to supporting each other. You learn that open and honest communication is essential to overcome jealousy and build a stronger, healthier relationship.

As emotions calm down, you realize that although this incident made you cry, it has also allowed you both to grow and understand each other better. You feel comforted by the fact that your boyfriend has recognized his mistakes and is willing to work on them.

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დ Han Jisung

You're at home, enjoying a chill moment when you receive a text on your phone. It's your boyfriend, telling you he's written a song for you and wants to share it. You feel excited and eager to listen to it since you know he's really talented in music.

You open the audio file and a beautiful melody starts playing. As you listen to the lyrics, tears fill your eyes. The song's words express all the love and admiration your boyfriend feels for you. It's a touching declaration that hits you right in the heart.

Overwhelming emotion and happiness wash over you. You're so thrilled to have someone who values and loves you like this. Tears of joy start streaming down your cheeks as you keep listening to the song over and over again. Your emotions are so intense that you can't help but cry tears of happiness.

Your boyfriend, eagerly waiting for your reaction, realizes he's made you cry. He quickly approaches you, concerned and confused.

"Doll face, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" he asks softly, wrapping his arms around you.

"Don't you like it? Should I change something? Is the lyrics weird? Give me a few hours and I'll make another song for you, love. Give me another chance."

With a smile through your tears, you try to explain how happy his song makes you and how deeply it touches your heart. You sincerely thank him for his sweet gesture and assure him that these are tears of happiness.

"I'm the luckiest person in the world, Hannie. I don't deserve you, really. You're an amazing guy, and I love you so much. Thank you for always being by my side and making me so happy. If I could give you the world, I would. Please never leave me. I love you."

"Oh, love, I didn't mean to make you cry. I just wanted to express how I feel about you through music," he says tenderly, wiping away your tears with his thumbs. "I'm so glad you liked the song and that it made you happy. You're the most important person to me, and I want you to know how much I love you."

As he comforts you and holds you close, you feel overwhelmed with love for him. You realize how lucky you are to have someone who understands you so well and strives to make you happy. Although his intentions were pure, and the song was beautiful, tears flowed due to the intensity of your emotions.

Together, you celebrate this special moment and promise each other to continue sharing and expressing your love in ways that bring happiness and a sense of being cherished. It serves as a reminder of the depth of your bond and the beauty of your relationship.

This incident teaches you the power of music to convey emotions and the strength of love to touch someone's heart. From now on, that song becomes something very special for both of you, reminding you of the love and happiness you share.

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დ Lee Felix

You're hanging out with your boyfriend at home, laughing and chatting. But suddenly, you notice a change in his behavior. He seems irritated and distant, and his expression shows that something's not right.

You try to figure out what's going on, but he responds curtly and avoids having a conversation. You try to approach him and ask if everything's okay, but he just tells you he has a headache and needs some quiet time.

"Damn it, I have a headache, can you just be quiet? I don't feel good," he snaps. "Do you want me to bring you tea? Or a painkiller? Should I take you to get checked out? You should lie down for a while."

"What don't you understand!? Just shut up, can't you keep that pretty mouth of yours shut for a second, oh my God, are you a parrot? Stop with the nonsense, now leave me alone, go away," Felix seemed to get a bit worked up, even raising his voice at you.

You feel confused and worried because you don't know what caused his irritation. You try to give him space and time to recover, but you can't help but feel hurt by his distant attitude.

In the meantime, you continue doing your own activities, trying to distract yourself and give him the space he needs. But deep down, it hurts that he silenced you and didn't share with you what was bothering him.

After a while, your boyfriend returns to the room where you are. He comes close to you, looking remorseful.

"I'm sorry for being distant and yelling at you like that. I shouldn't have acted that way, I'm sorry," he says softly, with his eyes lowered. "I had a really bad headache, and I was irritated, but that's no excuse to treat you like that. I didn't mean to make you cry, babe, I'm really sorry."

Tears start filling your eyes as you listen to his sincere apologies. Although it hurts that he was irritated and ignored you, you understand that he also has difficult moments that can affect his behavior.

"I don't want you to apologize for feeling bad, but it hurt that you ignored me and silenced me," you respond with a trembling voice. "I understand you had a headache, but I would have liked it if you had told me. I want to be there for you, even in tough times."

Your boyfriend nods, genuinely remorseful for his behavior. He takes your hands and looks into your eyes.

"You're right, I shouldn't have shut you out like that. I appreciate your support and your willingness to stand by me even when I'm going through tough times," he says sincerely. "I promise to work on communicating better with you and not pushing you away when I feel bad. You're important to me, and you should never feel silenced, let alone threatened by me. God, I was such a big idiot, I'm sorry."

Even though tears continue to flow, you feel a sense of relief hearing his commitment to improving communication and valuing you more in difficult situations. Together, you decide to take some time to openly and honestly talk about your emotions and needs, thereby strengthening your relationship.

As the days go by, you see how your boyfriend keeps his promise and makes an effort to be more aware of his actions and words when he's irritated or going through a tough time. Both of you learn to support each other and communicate effectively, overcoming any obstacles that may arise.

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დ Kim Seungmin

You're excited to go out with your boyfriend and decide to wear a special outfit. You make an effort to look good and feel confident in your clothing choice. When you meet up with your boyfriend, he looks you up and down and starts laughing.

"Wow, is that what you're wearing?" he says, laughing. "I think someone went a little overboard with fashion today."

"Damn, I thought I was the one with bad fashion sense, apparently not."

"Stop joking, Seung, you can't handle how cute I look."

"I'm not joking, are you seriously going to wear that today? I don't want anyone to see me with you if you wear that."

At first, you think he's just joking and you join in the laughter. But as seconds pass, you realize that his comments could be hurtful. Tears start welling up in your eyes as you struggle to hide your hurt feelings.

Your boyfriend notices your reaction and realizes that his jokes were inappropriate. He quickly approaches you with an apologetic expression on his face.

"Oh, blossom, I'm so sorry," he says apologetically. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings, I was just joking. I know you've put effort into looking good and you look beautiful, seriously."

Tears start falling down your cheeks as you try to explain how his comments affected you. You express how important it is for you to feel appreciated and supported by him, even in seemingly insignificant situations.

"I understand it was a joke, but I felt really bad," you say with a trembling voice. "I put effort into choosing my outfit and I wanted to feel good with you. I need you to support me and make me feel valued, even in small things like how I dress."

Your boyfriend sincerely apologizes and embraces you tenderly. He understands how much he has hurt you and is determined to make it right.

"I'm sorry for making you feel this way. I shouldn't have mocked you like that. I just wanted to joke around, you know how silly I can get with my jokes. It wasn't my intention to make you cry, blossom. You're honestly the most beautiful person my eyes have ever seen. Don't let the comments I made affect you. You're even more gorgeous every day," he says softly. "You're beautiful and precious to me, and I never want to make you feel bad. I appreciate your effort, and I promise to be more aware of your feelings in the future."

As he comforts you and apologizes, you feel a sense of relief in your heart. You appreciate his willingness to learn from his mistakes and improve the way he communicates with you.

Both of you take a moment to openly and honestly discuss how you want your relationship to be, based on mutual respect and acceptance. You agree to be more sensitive and considerate with your words and jokes to avoid unnecessary hurt.

Over time, you see your boyfriend keeping his promise and showing greater care and support in all aspects of the relationship. You learn to communicate more effectively, accept differences, and value each other.

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დ Yang Jeongin

You're having a chill night at home with your boyfriend. You both decide to snuggle up on the couch and enjoy a horror movie together. As the movie progresses, your boyfriend starts telling you scary stories to amp up the excitement.

While listening to his chilling tales, you feel the tension creeping over you. You try to keep your composure and not let it affect you, but your imagination starts playing tricks on your mind.

After the movie, you decide to call it a night. You climb into bed next to your boyfriend, trying to leave the scary stories behind and calm yourself down. However, the dark atmosphere and vivid details of the stories he told still linger in your head.

In the middle of the night, you wake up startled by a terrifying nightmare. Your heart is racing, and tears stream down your cheeks. You quickly seek comfort and security in your boyfriend's arms.

Your boyfriend wakes up to your sobbing and embraces you tenderly, sensing your distress.

"What's wrong, babydoll? Did I have something to do with your nightmare?" he asks, concerned, as he holds you close.

"It was my fault, right? I'm sorry. You know my imagination runs wild, and once I start, I can't stop. I'm sorry," his last words make you laugh a little.

Through your sobs, you manage to explain how the combination of the horror stories and your imagination led to a dreadful nightmare.

"You're such a goof, and so am I. How could I have thought that Annabelle would come along with the nun to invite me to dinner at their haunted house?" Both of you burst into laughter, realizing that while your nightmare might have been silly, it was still terrifying.

Your boyfriend gently strokes your hair and offers words of comfort.

"I'm really sorry, I had no idea it would affect you this much. I never intended to scare you like that," he says softly. "I promise I won't tell you any more horror stories before bedtime if they make you feel bad. I'm here to protect and take care of you, not to frighten you."

You cling to him, allowing yourself to feel his warm embrace as tears continue to roll down your cheeks. Gradually, the sense of safety and love begins to alleviate your fear and sadness.

"Thank you for being here and understanding how I feel," you whisper, voice trembling. "Your support means a lot to me. I don't want you to feel guilty, but it comforts me to know that you're willing to avoid things that scare me. I love you."

Your boyfriend hugs you tighter and whispers in your ear, "I love you too, and I'll do everything I can to protect you and make sure you feel safe. Together, we'll overcome your nightmares and anything else that scares you."

You spend the rest of the night in his arms, feeling his love and support helping you calm down and go back to sleep.

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delcakoo · 2 years

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stupefy ‧₊˚ ⚡︎𓈒 p.js

for the anon who requested ravenclaw reader getting locked in a closer w slytherin jay, hope u find this :c

SUMMARY ! playing spin the bottle with your brother and his troublemaking companions results in you getting locked in a closet with his best friend, who seems to have noticed your staring throughout the night.

PAIRING ! slytherin!jay x ravenclaw!f!reader

WC ! 1.4K

GENRE ! sprinkle of fluff (?), slight suggestive, implied sexual themes from hee’s friends

WARNINGS ! making out, jay pulls your tie (so rude smh), he’s only cocky for a bit then he’s a blushy loser, mc is teased for being ravenclaw, hees being a terrible brother + his friends are just as bad

a/n: WHY DO I ALWAYS DELETE ASKS I FEEL SO BAD :c take this tiny jay fic cuz of anon’s indulging in my slytherin jay antics grhrgehbrgh

“YOUR TURN, Y/N!”

instead of being asleep like the rest of your nerdy house was, you were down in the potions room playing spin the bottle with the slytherins — or more specifically, your older brother heeseung and his annoyingly loud friends.

you've come to know a few of them quite well, especially one named park jay. it was as if the boy was sculpted by a greek god; perfect pointy nose and jawline sharper than a snake’s fang, cat-like eyes always seemingly harsh enough to pierce right into your very soul.

you were almost in a trance side-eyeing him half the night, but the sound of your name makes your head snap up, nervously adjusting your glasses, "h-huh?

“aw, look at the lil' raven," a girl named karina hisses in amusement, "it's your turn, cutie. don't be shy." you'd think heeseung, being your older brother and all, would stand up for you by now and tell his friends to play nice. but the slytherin male only smirked just as evilly as the rest of his housemates, staring down at you through his wavy black bangs without a hint of empathy. it really was a wonder how the two of you were even related.

as you gulp and move to grab the bottle, you feel jay's gaze sharpen on you even further.

please, please, anybody but him. you doubt you'd survive being in the supply closet with jay for more than a minute, any more than that and you'd probably faint on the spot.

with a last shaky breath you release the bottle, everyone turning silent as the glass quietly spins and spins. before you know it, the bottle begins slowing down. it goes past everyone at the table: first sunghoon.. karina…. heeseung.. yeonjun..

you freeze.

the bottle stops, and in utter horror, you look up to see the face of park jay smirking down at you, mischief evident in his shimmering pupils. of course your luck had to fall down the drain at the worst times, it was all too predictable. karina cackles, “yah, isn’t this too mean? jay, go easy on her!”

you desperately look at your big brother, who you always looked up to for help, but the emotionless boy is already pushing you towards the supply closet with a sinful grin, sunghoon doing the same to jay next to you. “w— hold on, hee i don’t want—“

“have fun!” slam.

you continue staring at the locked door, dumbstruck as the voices of the other slytherin’s slowly fade away. in one hopeless attempt of desperation, you reach up to test the handle a few times. the last source of light illuminating the room full of strange ingredients and liquids was a single hanging lantern, only increasing the dreadful mood.

“sunghoon has the key,” a raspy voice provides. you turn, eyes finally locking with jay’s as he perchs up against the wall, arms crossed calmly. you weren’t sure what it is you were expecting from this unlucky scenario, but it definitely wasn’t the usually wreckless slytherin maintaining a respectful distance from you.

though you notice that unlike your brother, his gaze reflected genuine emotion; a hint of pity showing through his pupils as you glue yourself to the ground anxiously. he looks even more perfect up close despite his untucked shirt and loose green tie, black cloak almost falling off on one side.

it’s tranquil for another moment before jay speaks up again, running ring-attired fingers through his raven bangs. “why were you staring at me?”

your mind blanks, unprepared for such a sudden call out. “i.. i wasn’t.. i didn’t stare at you,” you mumble pathetically.

the slytherin looks at you again with a knowing simper. you swear he whispered ‘cute’ under his breath, but you didn’t have time to dwell on it before he replied, “during spin the bottle,” jay refers. “don’t think i didn’t notice. your little glasses don’t hide anything.” with no response, you tilt your head down in shame and embarrassment.

suddenly, the boy pushes off the wall, stalking towards you ever so slowly. when you try to step back in response, a shelf full of potions nearly tips over as your back stabs into it.

you gasp at the contact, facing forward again to see jay right up in your space, hands pinning your sides in with a brow raised. “do you have a crush on me or something?”

you choke in horror, “what!? no!” he brings his face even closer to yours, watching for a reaction. when you don’t bother making an effort to escape or even turn your head away, he chuckles, small fangs poking through his pink lips as he realises you want this just as much as him.

before you can process it, the boy has taken your perfectly done blue tie through his fingers, rubbing down the material leisurely. “tsk tsk tsk.. little ravenclaws like you shouldn’t lie, could get you in trouble.” he suddenly yanks your tie harshly, grasping the material as you’re tugged towards him with a yelp, lips centimetres from his plump ones. “i can feel your heart racing,” he snickers.

you aren’t sure how you haven’t passed out yet; he was undeniably stunning up close, black bangs covering bits of his eyes, tongue poking out to moisten his chapped lips as he holds you against the shelf.

with a breathy exhale, you slowly reach a hand up to place against his own defined torso, grinning at the feeling of his own heart beating rapidly out of his chest. ”i can feel yours too,” you fire back teasingly.

at that, his smug expression staggers for a moment, processing your boldness in surprise. then, he smiles, reaching up to push a loose hair strand behind your ear. “caught me there.”

your smile grows a fraction. “jay,” you mutter, glancing at the locked door. the slytherin hums in acknowledgment, the sharp tip of his nose poking your own. “can you..”

he waits, “can i what, princess?”

you swallow, fingers wrapping all the way around the large wrist that’s calmly raking through your hair. “kiss me?”

jay’s cocky smirk returns, tilting his head evilly, “what’s the magic word? c’mon, ravenclaw’s should know all their manners,” he taunts.

your jaw ticks in irritation. instead of doing as the taller boy asks, you don’t think twice before switching your positions, pressing him into the shelf while kissing him just as you please.

jay groans in alarm at the feeling of your soft lips moving against his, visibly having an inner debate on teaching you a lesson or letting you have your fun. it seems he chooses the second option, allowing your hands to roam into his jet black roots while gently cupping your cheek as if you were a vase; broken into pieces if he touched you any rougher.

after a couple minutes more, you separate for air, staring at each other with glazed out irises. it was clear who had more experience; jay breathing half steadily while you nearly pant your lungs out, lifting a hand to wipe your steamed up glasses.

“do you think your brother’s gonna beat me up?” he suddenly asks, though not looking scared in the slightest.

you scoff in amusement, “no, he doesn’t care about me. he’s the one who pushed me in here, remember?” feeling irritated by the mere thought of heeseung, you step closer again to kiss him and distract the both of you, right when a lock clicking reaches your ears.

the closet is aggressively jerked open, a flood of light shining into the storage room. “time’s up, jay! get off the poor thing—“

everyone peeping into the closet pauses in confusion, taking in the sight of you caging a boy much bigger than you against a shelf, lips swollen and hair a mess as jay blushes in humiliation, pushing you off of him.

first sunghoon giggles, then heeseung begins to cackle, before they’re all laughing, grabbing jay’s shoulders and pushing him around, pinching his red cheeks and ruffling his hair even further. “getting pushed around by hee’s little sister? a ravenclaw, really bro?” yeonjun snickers playfully.

with that, the group of slytherin’s begin to walk off without sparing you another glance, much too preoccupied teasing the black haired boy. you begin to chuckle for a moment, feeling proud of yourself until through the midst of the chaos, jay meets your eyes furiously.

he rudely points at you, then raises it to his neck, making a cut throat motion.

you had a terrible feeling this wouldn’t be your last encounter with your brother’s best friend.

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honeytama · 3 months

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some unserious jealous! bestie matt thoughts (feat. folio and vinny mauro of miw) ty to @exitwoundsx for blabbing w/ me about this

sfw and some suggestive content under the cut

imagine being bestie matt’s plus one to a drummer party? it’s exactly what it sounds like,, just a bunch of drummers, from all types of backgrounds and genres hanging out, drinking, networking etc

it’s his first time going to one and even with hang out king folio, he would be more comfortable with you by his side, so he invites you. he tells you to wear something cute!

before you get there, your plan is to just be his arm candy, sip on a bevy, and listen to his friends as they talk about stuff that frankly you don’t understand?

but when you get there, the second matt introduces you to someone new.,, they are wrapped around your finger! and of course most of them are single and attractive! and you prefer drummers matt specifically but he doesn’t realize it. so you’re in heaven, surrounded by guys offering “to teach you how to play the drums”, asking to compare hand sizes with you “to see what stick length you should use”, showering you in compliments,,, all the while, matt is just trying to fit a word in. poor guy.

you were supposed to be his date? he thinks

what do all of them have that i don’t? can this get any worse?

yeah, folio and vinny mauro could make it worse

the two men have you to themselves now. you compliment vinny’s red money pieces and he lets you put your hand in his hair. the two guys offer to get you drinks and snacks are flirty.

she never touches my hair ?? tf,,, he thinks

matt watches you touch their shoulders and throw you head back when laughing at their jokes. folio is just that way, matt knows he’s flirtatious, but vinny? he’s turning green over him

since when did you need another funny drummer w/medium length hair?? GEEZ

once you take a break from them to check your phone in the corner,,, matt’s suddenly by your side

“you enjoying the party?”

“yeah,” you smile sweetly, “your friends are so nice to me”

“they’re too nice,” he furrows his brow, “i shouldn’t have brought u here”

“aww, are you jealous, matty?”

“don’t aw me. and jealous? pfft no” 🤨

“alright, then i guess i’ll go back to hang out with vinny and folio…”

“ALRIGHT.. stay here with me”

“then tell me how you really feel,” you twist his hair in your fingers. “and i won’t go back over there.”

“why don’t i show you,, by banging you like my drums?”lmao

#matt dierkes x reader #matt thoughts #matt dierkes

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jjmaybankswifeyx · 6 months

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finding out your pregnant with jake’s baby??

ofc bab, i had my nails done so please ignore any spelling mistakes

jake webber x yn

warnings : slight smut, pet names, kissing, happy crying, pregnancy obvs

*2 weeks ago*

“hmm baby your doing so well” jake mumbles rutting his hips back and forth in a speed that made your whole body shake “i love u jake” moaning so loud the whole neighbourhood probably heard you, his thrusts slowing down while grunting and moaning in your ear “come on baby cum for me” he says giving you a peck on the forehead one last thrust and you are screaming his name, shaking he comes in you and pulls out giving you a sweet kiss before he gets of the bed and gets a cloth to clean you up

*now*

your sat in the bathroom with jake banging on the door “baby let me in” he says as he hears you throw up for the 2 time this morning “no i look disgusting” you say catching your breathe, you stand up and look in the mirror thinking why you could be throwing up like this “oh fuck” you whisper remembering what happened a few weeks ago.

you unlock the door for jake to enter he rushes in making sure your okay yet you look scared “yn what’s wrong” he says looking into your y/c/e getting scared himself “i think i’m pregnant jake” his eyes go wide, surely not he must be dreaming “w-what” looking at yn “are you sure?” he says looking more confused than anything “no i was gunna take the test once you were in here” opening the cabinet and taking out the pregnancy test, you tell him to leave as you do it “okay jake i’ve done it” you say legs shaking with anxiety walking into your shared bedroom.

you sit and wait on the bed for a few minutes “okay i’ll check it” you say standing up and walking up your night stand “ o-oh my god” you say smiling “are you pregnant?” he says looking at you with a glow in his eyes “yes jakey we are having a baby” you say running to him as you started to cry with happiness “i’m so happy baby” he says starting to tear up “me too” as you both sit there holding eachother “yn i’m so grateful for you i’ve never met a girl like you before and i think we are going to make great parents and i can’t wait for this baby!” he says so exited and smiley “i love you so much jake, i am so exited!”

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i hope you all like it , i genuinely love this it’s so heart warming ❤️❤️

#jake webber x reader #jake webber smut #jake webber #jake webber x y/n #jake webber x you #jake webber daddy #jake and johnnie #youtube #pregnant #colby brock smut

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mysticalsoot · 11 months

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heaven is you (godbur au)

first installment of my godbur au & gift to my sister <3

➸ note; i wanted to finish this for @lillylvjy. lillys been a big play in why i still write and why i haven’t given up on shifting or given up on myself or this account. thanks to her i don’t impulsively delete things and i move forward. a few months ago i threw the idea of godbur at her and we talked about it and formed this character, she gives me the credit but she deserves just as much credit as i do. she’s my sister, regardless of biological attachment, she is my sister. i love her and i will protect her for as long as she’ll let me. she’s always there for me, holding me up and supporting me. if i’m upset or hurt, she’s there to listen and offer support. she also spends way more money on me than she should. and i love her, so a little note, don’t mess with her. thank you lills, i love you and enjoy this lil fic i somehow managed to finish in a day! also big thanks to @sleeby-anon for helping me pick out the photo and just helping me with this fic- tysm! you’re very cool and i love u (thank you for being a good friend to lilly :3 )

➸ pairing; godbur x gn!reader

➸ summary; after a few (actually, many) instances where you risked your life in order to reach your beloved wilbur’s world, you have a final disagreement that brings him to a few realizations and maybe some more effort to bring you want you want

➸ warning; kinda hurt but comfort at end, illusions to suicide but not flat out said, probably swearing, is there an unbalanced power dynamic? probably, uses of baby (i’m sorry i’m a sucker for it-), i think that’s it!

➸ age-rating; 15+

➸ wordcount; 2k

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"darling," the word rolled off wilbur's tongue with ease, like it had been spoken millions of times. perhaps it had been, but your mind was too foggy with fear and desperation to think clearly, "you can't keep doing this."

he pleads for you, hands on your shoulders and eyebrows pulling together as he looks down at you.

"what else am I supposed to do?" your voice cracks as the words flow out, and he frowns, shaking his head and looking to the side.

"live," he pauses, turning his head to face you. his grip on your shoulders tightens just a bit, "there's more to life than seeking refuge in my world. be alive, live in mortality."

he's begging you, pleading for you. he hates to see you hurt, and he hates the way his world's laws are. you can't be thrust into immortal responsibilities yet, and you can't stay long as a mortal with purpose. you have to go, but you would rather die a million more times before you accept that.

"can't you just let me stay? what's the problem in letting me be free where I want to be, with you," you're pleading with him now. on your hands and knees praying to the god before you to just let you stay. you're standing, knees going weak just a smidge. your eyes are burning from tears and your cheeks are wet with a desperation.

"I can't, I really can't," his frown deepens and he pulls you into his chest, face in his white ruffly shirt. he smells like home, but a home you can never truly have. he cups the back of your head with his hand, rubbing at your scalp with his fingertips as you sigh.

"it's the rules," a kiss to the top of your head and you want to scream and cry and bang at his chest. but you don't, you stay still in his grasp, holding your calm in your hands so tightly.

"the rules are stupid," you mumble into his shirt, he moves a hand to rub your back.

he chuckles, nodding in agreement before speaking again, "I agree, love."

days pass after he sent you back, you mulled over ways and methods you could reach him again in desperate hope he'd finally give in to your pleas and let you stay.

you were wandering the woods, pacing between trees as you tried to narrow down your plans. you could try summoning him, but it wasn't fool proof. you could try to speak to him through meditation, but he sometimes ignored you 'for your sake'.

you weren't sure what would work, and you were kicking yourself for not knowing. but also for the doubts that filled your mind. what if he kicked you out again? told you to never see him again and made sure you couldn't? what if he forced you to live out your mortality purely out of his anger at you. what if he was angry?

you sigh, resting your head against the tree, sighing as you screw your eyes shut, banging your fist against the bark before stepping back.

"what more do you want?" you beckon up at the sky, he's not listening, you're sure of it but you need to be angry at something, somewhere. it's unfair.

"for you to listen," his voice mumbles in your mind and you scoff, shaking your head as the memory of his accent echoes in your mind.

"yeah well, you don't have the best ideas, now do you?"

"y/n.." he murmurs, his tone a gentle warning to you so you don't say something you'll regret. or do something, for that matter.

"wilbur," you copy his tone, mocking it almost before you groan, falling to sit on the ground.

"you know you can't do this, you know that," you can hear the strain in his voice, the way he draws it out and softens it just to reach out to you and make amends for it.

"but what else am I meant to do?" you want to scream at the top of your lungs, cry to him and bitch about the situation you're in. how you're continually denied what you want. you thought you proved yourself, you thought you proved that you could handle immortality. that you could handle him.

it's silent, not a sound is made around you or even echoed in your mind. you wondered if his methods of communication were a curse or a blessing. it felt more like a curse at the moment. it felt like a taunt to you, how powerless you felt down on earth, in morality. you felt so out of control, like a puppet. and maybe wilbur was the puppeteer, but who’s to say it wasn’t someone else? maybe he was just an illusion, a hallucination that controlled your motives and thoughts simply by the prospect of maybe having some hope to grasp onto. a nice, soft candle in the middle of a dark and empty room.

he was the light you couldn’t quite reach.

he finally speaks up, his tone rushed and worried, but his words keep you from second guessing it, “i have an idea.”

“what?” you mumble, nearly tripping over the single word.

“you want to stay with me, yes?” he sounds almost frustrated for a moment before sighing almost exasperated.

“yes, yes, that’s what i’ve been saying. you never listen-“

wilbur cuts you off, “i listen, i promise. okay? i listen to you, now, listen to me for a second, okay baby?”

you ponder for a moment before giving in, “fine.”

“i’ll let you come back, under a few conditions,” you wait a moment, giving him time to list his conditions but he doesn’t seem to budge on his own.

“and what are those?” you fold your arms over your chest, huffing as you imagine wilbur pinching the bridge of his nose and sighing at you.

“i’ll tell you when you get here, okay?” he pauses, sand surprisingly you can hear the hesitation almost as if he were there with you and not just speaking through your mind, “there’s a tree-“

“a tree? wow, so fancy,” your annoyance bubbling up at the way he wasn’t being direct.

he warns you again, a whispering of your name to keep you in line before he continues, “there’s a tree a few minutes in front of you, there will be lilliums around the base and a circle door in the middle. it’ll take you here, no need to do what you normally do, okay? please just, don’t do something stupid and get up here, okay?”

you take a moment before answering, wondering if you want to believe him or ignore him at the moment, “okay, fine.”

you wait a few minutes, making sure he doesn’t have anything more to say before standing up and beginning the walk over to the tree. it feels stupid, how hopeful you are and how confident you feel over walking to a damn tree as if it’ll fix your biggest qualm with the way your god’s world works. you stop short, maybe a good eight feet from the base of the tree, your eyes dancing around and staring at the lilly flowers lining the base and spreading over the roots. you play with the idea of turning around and walking back, abandoning him and any loyalty you had to him. but then you look back at the trunk before you and sigh, giving in and stepping back towards it. your fingers reach out to grasp the hook on the corner, pulling it back and crawling in, not without doubts of course but you aren’t sure what you have to lose.

you pull the door back to close it and turn around, darkness encompassing your whole being as you feel a sort of light feeling take over your senses. are you dreaming? it doesn’t feel like a dream, but it seems like one. are you real? is this real?

your thoughts shut off, cut like a guillotine, but the blade being the darkness and silence. you no longer felt anything but a void, and then you began to feel warm fabric, and then a whiff of cologne hit your nose and then you were finally able to open your eyes.

“i see you’re awake?” you peek up, rubbing your eyes as you take in your surroundings, eyes catching on the familiar figure of wilbur, sitting in a reading chair in the corner of his bedroom. you’ve been here before, you’ve slept in this bed but now it feels different. it’s a good different, but it isn’t the same.

“i am now,” you pause, tossing the covers over and off your legs as you sit up against the ornate headboard, gazing over at him as he meets your eyes and sets down his journal, “what happened?”

“i convinced myself that i could manage switching your role to immortal,” he sighs, moving his gaze to the floor as he chews his lip, mind reeling as he lists off all the rules he broke just to bring his love into his life.

“mm, was it paperwork that kept you from it?” you chuckle, much too happy at the moment to even think of how angry you were and still are at him.

“no,” he chuckles dryly, shaking his head, “it was.. more serious than that but that’s no talk for now. how are you feeling, love?” he stands from his chair, finding a spot on the edge of the bed by your feet and resting his hands on your legs.

“i couldn’t be more tired, what the hell happened? how did i get here?” you murmur, rubbing your eyes as you take note of the pulsing ache at your temples.

“i guided you through a dream, to get here, and once you reached this world, i switched some things around in your file,” he squeezes your calf, his eyes staring at the wall for a good minute before meeting your gaze.

“so that means…?”

“you’re immortal and no longer have any ties with your old world, you’re mine now, just the way you wanted,” he sighs, lifting your legs to lay over his lap as he reaches over and kisses your forehead. there’s a sort of calmness about him that you’ve yet to see until now. you never knew such peace could exist in him.

“i’ll answer any question you have.” you nod to him, acknowledging his offer but not knowing where to start,

you have too many questions to even verbalize, or let alone ask, and the growing headache isn’t helping either. so after a moment’s contemplation, you decide to let the piles questions take a rest while you enjoy your wilbur’s company.

you lean forward and kiss his cheek once, and you watch as a gentle rosiness floods the pale skin that he adorns and his lips curl up in a smile.

“how about we have a day to ourselves and celebrate?” you suggest, grabbing his hand to play with his fingers, chewing on your lip as you keep your eyes down.

“okay, as long as you promise to ask questions later?” he tilts your head up by your chin, a loving care in his eyes.

“promise,” you smile, kissing the tip of his nose before continuing and jumping off the bed, “now show me that pretty garden you have, yeah?”

he smiles, standing up and meeting you where you stand. he leans down, hands resting on your cheeks with giggles escaping his lips at your excitement, “may i kiss you first?”

“yes, sir you may,” your fingers wrap around his waist as he brings his lips to yours, smiling softly as your mouths move in sync. a moments pass before you both need air and you pull back, moving to tug on his hand, “now come on! show me the lilliums!”

he leads you out to the garden, smiling the whole way as he can’t help but to think how grateful he is that he broke a few rules and let heaven be you.

taglist; @lcvejoy @lillylvjy @ella-fella-bo-bella @lotusanonymouse @willgoldszn @whos-nicooo @zebonos

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Curly and Ponyboy as camp counselors!

Curly groaning about how boring this is going to be (and hating that his parole officer suggested the idea as a way to "help curly understand the meaning of responsibility.") but he locks eyes with Baby Curtis who's just as surprised as he is to be there. Pony informs him Darry signed him up because 1.) it was fee and 2.) it looks good on the state record so no social services breathing down their neck.

Ponyboy singing songs for the kids on the bus but Curly adding naughty lyrics to it.

Ponyboy wanting to be the responsible camp councelor and asks the kids if they know their medications or allergies meanwhile Curly is hooking up with the fat kid promising a single cigarette for two Twinkies a day.

Curly smirking and Ponyboy groaning. They have to share a cabin, which is fine but-----there's only one bed.

Ponyboy in a crop top and shorts? Curly hid his nose bleed, lying that he fell in the shower. (Pony doesn't recall a thunk)

The camp has a lake. Cool. Not all the kids can swim or are as excited. Ponyboy trying to get the kids to gently walk into the lake. Curly throws them kicking and screaming.

Lunch time rolls around and everyone pigs out. Curly likes the BBQ little weenies and Pony wolfed down those hot ham sandwiches. They have an activity hour. Curly likes to play on the jet skis (cause hey he's poor as hell and these rich people know how to have fun) Ponyboy likes to go to the art rooms. Yeah he can draw and paint at home, but there are so many supplies here and he likes the hour of peace and quiet.

Purly camping out? Lord help them. Yeah they bicker over how their tent is set up and to be honest, it looks like crap when they're done. The kids all have their tents set up and they scavenger hunt, roast marshmallows, and Curly told the most terrifying story of the Haitian equlivant of The Boogeyman and a couple kids cried.

Que Ponyboy glaring at Curly for the next hour and a half after lights out because so many campers are scared.

Because their tent is poorly built, they make a hammock and sleep under the stars snuggled under a big quilt.

"Hey, Curtis."

"What?"

"Brats are sleeping and there's a lake not too far away. Dare you skinny dip."

"No."

"C'mon, I'll do it too."

"No!"

(Pony made it up to Curly by making him a bracelet in arts and crafts that Curly snorted at but didn't take off the rest of the summer and wore it till it broke off in the spring of next year)

i remember talking about them being camp counselors like a good while ago, this gave me such a whiplash😭😭

one of the lyrics for the song pony was singing was “banged her-“ but she couldnt even finish his sentence before curly said “banged her🤔🤔i hardly know her🗣️”

and curlys that counselor that like, NEVER follows the rules but the kids still love him and get excited when they have him as their group leader

they like pony too but pony follows the rules more and theyre like “why cant u b more like curly” and ik curly rubs that in his face but pony does NOT care, hes not gonna b the reason y theres gonna b a real life equivalence of jason voorhees

also their groups r always together, like the whole point is for them to have separate groups but pony and curly just merged and formed one fucking gigantic one

ALSO CURLY ON THE JET SKIS REMINDS ME OF THAT TIME DJ KHALID GOT LOST RIDING ONE OF THEM, PLEASE GO LOOK THAT UP THATS SO CURLY FOR THIS AU LMAOOOO

BUT THE KIDS LOVE WATCHING PONY DRAW, they constantly ask him to draw something for them

curly scaring the kids w haitian monster stories??? so real,,, he told them about the lougawou and for the rest of the time there, the kids were just terrified of any dog like thing they saw snooping around near camp😭

btw funny of u to assume they would even have that conversation, ik their asses was having trouble even getting in the hammock let alone setting it up, they got some bruises and scrapes i just know it

#curly shepard #ponyboy curtis #purly #PaperCut ship

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thee-great-enigma · 10 months

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not a request but... kaeya in a corset. kae in a nice fancy corset that's all delicate laces and tight silks, flush against his pretty form. I'm DEAD he's so hot auhhhh. that's all I can think about... just thought I'd put that image in ur head ❤️

ps I do a little dance when I see a notif w your username in my activity cuz ur comments n writings r so good auuu hope u have a great day/night💫💫

Oh my gosh tysm. Kaeya is way too damn pretty for his own good I swear. I'd like to thank you for this image, I'll keep it in my Kaeya filing cabinet forever. He's so pretty I can't even 😩 😩 😩 😩 😩 Also, you have no idea how awesome you just made me feel reading this. This is my first ask, plus I really really look up to you because you're writing is so good. Like I've read your mahogany series (mainly the Kaeya one) again and again. You're literally like the best 💙💙💙

Not a request but I'm gonna write for it anyway bc you deserve it ^μ^

Pairing: Kaeya Alberich x male reader

Summery: Kaeya wears a fancy lacey corset and reader gets a little too horny (there will be a part 2 for the smut, I've just gotta work out some stuff)

POV: 2nd person (you, yours, yourself)

Notes: Reader is male and referred to as (?), gonna do a part 2 for this of the actual smut, kind of rushed?

Warnings: •⚠️⚠️⚠️• uhhhhh horniness ×10, pretty Kae, simping behavior, ripped clothing, idk if this counts but corset horniness, male genitalia mentioned a little bit, uh Idrk, if I missed any let me know 😗

Leave the corset on.

You fiddled with one of the calla lilies in the bouquet. He was taking an awfully long time.

See, a few hours ago, you'd decided to actually go to the windblume festival this year with someone you really liked. Kaeya Alberich. You knew he probably had a bunch of people in Monstadt drooling over him, which is why you wanted to ask him as soon as possible. So you'd invited him out to Windrise and told him you needed to tell him something really important. He'd chuckled and given you a knowing look as if he could already guess what you wanted to ask. But you'd rushed off before he could do anything but nod.

"Sorry (?), I got a bit held up with the Acting Grand Master." Said the familiar, silky voice of Monstadt's Cavalry Captain, and Monstadt's most beautiful man. Monstadt's most beautiful man who'd clipped his little longer portion of hair into a high ponytail and combed his bangs back a bit to accentuate his face. His pretty little face. Which currently had a slight bit of shimmering highlighter on his defined cheekbones, a few beads of sweat on his forehead, and bright blue eyeliner forming a small wing at the corner of his narrow, bright eye.

"No troubles. Oh here, this is for you. Sorry I may have picked at the petals a bit." You said with a shy giggle, handing him the small bouquet of calla lilies. As he smiled and grabbed it, you noticed something. A corset. Kaeya already had a slim waist, he didn't need a corset, but he looked so good wearing one. It was navy blue and lacey, satin trim. It hugged his petite figure perfectly and made his chest look delicious delightful.

"—llo? Hello? World to (?). Anybody in there?" You hadn't even heard what Kaeya had said a few seconds prior. The only reason you noticed he was speaking was because he got close to your face and gently grabbed your chin, making you look at his face instead of his perfect little hips that looked like they'd fit wonderfully into the palms of your hands.

"Oh! Oh uh....yeah sorry. Guess I got distracted. What were you saying?" You questioned, giving a nervous chuckle and rubbing the back of your neck, trying to stand in a way that his the growing bulge in your pants. You couldn't fathom how horny you had to be to get hard just seeing Kaeya in a corset. You felt a little ashamed.

"I asked what you wanted to talk about. You didn't bring me here just to give me a bouquet did you? Not that I'd mind, since I got to see you even if for just a fleeting moment." Kaeya gave a sly chuckle, a hint of knowingness behind that fake innocence in his gaze.

He was teasing. And it was working.

"Oh—I uh...I just um..." Fuck fuck fuck. You'd rehearsed this in the mirror, written it down in a notebook a million times like a script, contemplated writing it on your hand, you'd even practiced it while walking to the big tree. So why couldn't you get it out now? "I just w– wanted to know if you'd like um...to go to the Windblume festival with me. I mean, I'd understand if you're already going with someone, or i– if you just didn't want to go or um—" "I'd love to."

It took you a second to register Kaeyas words, standing dumbfounded. "W– What?" "I'd love to go to the Windblume festival with you, (?)." You had to conceal every reaction that threatened to leak out of you right then and there. And that bastard was just smiling innocently, looking all polite and pretty. You played it off with a chuckle, holding both hands in front of the increasingly tightening tent in your pants, trying to hide it. You couldn't get the images out of your head, images of him—

"(?)? You look nervous. Is something wrong?"

"What? Uh n—" You wanted to say no. But something was very much wrong. The problem was that he wasn't sitting naked underneath you with a fucked out expression on his face, your cock buried deep inside him. That's what was wrong. "Actually. Yeah."

"Oh? Well I'd be happy to help with anything."

"Anything?"

"Of course, dear (?)."

"Then sit on that root, take off your clothes and spread your pretty little legs. Oh and uh....leave the corset on."

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Reader rn. Also thanks @silkval for this amazing idea. Like I truly look up to you man/girl/non-binary pal. I legit like did a happy little yell I'm so glad no body heard me, I sounded like a five year old who just found a bunch of candy

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mandomaterial · 1 year

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Forgotten pt.7

Pairing: Tonowari × Metkayina!Reader

Wordcount: 3k

Warnings: medical stuff, needles, unconsciousness, angst? Idk it doesn't seem angst to me-

Notes: Hiii this chapter doesn't have that much going on and the next ones should get a little better heheh maybe a liiittle more angst

hehehEHEHE anyway, please leave a comment cus i love chatting with u guys!! And i might make a few polls about whatever- how do u guys like Mr. Matthew? I dont wanna to spoil my plans so i won't say anything-

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Spider's footsteps echoed through the corridor as he made his way to your cell to visit you. He wanted to tell you that you would be moved to a new room; a better one; a more comfortable one. He was really happy that he could help you in this way, it wasn’t much but he was sure that you would like the change of scenery. As he got closer, the atmosphere shifted and he could feel that something wasn’t right. Quickly he jogged over to the control pad of your cell and unlocked it. The doors opened with the usual sound of metal scraping against metal but once he looked inside, it was empty.

Instantly panic flooded his senses, eyes blown wide and mind racing. Where were you?! What happened?! His eyes were fleeting across the room back and forth for at least two minutes. When he was absolutely sure that you weren’t in the room and that his mind wasn’t just playing tricks on him, he sprinted out of the room. He had no idea where he was running to so he just went where his bare feet took him. Circling the building, he looked in every room; anywhere he could think of, but you were nowhere to be found. His heart sank and he didn’t know what to do. He liked you, he found comfort in your presence and he didn’t want anything bad happening to you. Even though it was already horrible enough that you were being held captive in this place.

He sank to the floor and thought about what he should do now, hugging his knees and resting his head on them in silence. Just then he heard a pair of shoes clacking through the hallway. He didn’t bother moving, they’d just walk past him anyway, so he just sat there in silence. The two people came closer and closer, their voices also becoming clearer. They were talking about something and they seemed so excited about it as well. At least something was going right there. As they passed by him, he caught a few words that made his blood run cold.

“…I know right? I can’t believe that they just started. I heard that she’s been here for weeks already!” One said. “Well, maybe they just didn’t get the green light until now. What are they doing in there with her?” the other responded. “Not sure. I'm not qualified enough to work directly with the boss man Matthew, but he’s got her hooked up to lots of stuff so that she doesn’t go feral again.”

“She went feral?” “Yeah, started banging and scratching the one-way mirror. Scared the surveillance crew half to death.” the scientist chuckled when she saw the stunned look on her friend’s face. Spider’s eyes were blown wide in shock, he couldn’t believe what he was hearing. You were at the lab?

Not even thinking about it, he stood up and made a few hurried steps to catch up with the still-talking pair. He grabbed the woman’s arm to get her attention “Where in the lab are they keeping her?” He asked with a cold voice. The woman was pretty surprised and stuttered out the answer “W-when you go in, on the right there’s a sealed room. That’s where.” Spider let go of her and spared the two no second glance. His mind was set on finding you, and no one would stop him.

His feet carried him along the familiar path to the lab. Why didn’t he think of checking here? It doesn’t matter now anyway. He stopped right in front of the large door that led to the lab, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. He didn’t know the passcode, what was he going to do now? Just then it opened and gave him quite a scare, not expecting that at all. He took a couple of steps back to let a few of the scientists pass him and then swiftly snuck in, hoping that no one noticed him. The lab was bustling with people, a slightly blue-toned light illuminated the room, making it look very sciency. Spider tried to clear his senses as he kept an eye out for the sealed room the lady from before told him about.

His bare feet made almost no sound as he turned to the right, hoping to see a new door pop up, and there it was. It looked quite ominous as if something frightening was hiding behind it. He approached it to see if he could open it, but no such luck. Looking up a little he found a small glass window that would let him look inside if he were tall enough. He huffed and got on his tip-toes to sneak a glance. Spider couldn’t see much, but he did see a man in a long white lab coat that was blocking his view. The man had his back turned to him and was looking at something on a large metal table. That’s when he noticed the large turquoise limbs hanging off it. He let out a little gasp as the man moved to the side.

It was you. Motionless, as if you were unconscious. Tubes were sticking to your arms and wires stuck on your chest, lots of machines making obnoxious noises as they tracked everything in your body. A mask was covering your face, so that you wouldn’t suffocate, and your hands were tied together with one of those orange slap bracelets. You looked miserable. The man in the lab coat came back into sight and he was holding a syringe filled with a clear liquid. He held it needle up and pushed down on it slightly so that there was no air in it. He took a few steps closer to you and just as he was about to inject it into your left shoulder, Spider started banging on the door. He couldn’t simply watch that creepy doctor inject you with some strange liquid! The doctor dropped the needle in surprise and whipped his head around to see who had disturbed him.

The doctor didn’t recognize the boy, but something about the boy intrigued him. He sighed and picked up the syringe, quickly disposing of it, now that it wasn’t sterile anymore. He took off his latex gloves and tossed them in the trash before walking over to the door and holding his key card against the pad, unlocking it. The door opened with a mechanical hiss and left no barrier between the two, the atmosphere stilled as they stared each other down. Spider didn’t back down as the man took a step closer to him, trying to intimidate him. The doctor sighed and ripped his temples with one hand.

“Can I help you?” He asked with a gentle voice. Not a second later Spider replied “What are you doing with her?”, while having a stern look on his face.

“Well at the moment, not too much. I’m just running a few tests, you know, this and that.” The doctor shrugged. He seemed all too calm about this situation and that made Spider freak out a little. How could he just run tests and experiment on her? Spider huffed and pushed the doctor aside as he made his way past him and into the room. The doctor didn’t even try to stop him as he walked closer to you. His fists balled as he took in the sight. You were barely breathing as you lay motionless on the cold metal table. You looked so different as if the life had been sucked out of you. Your face looked calm but at the same time miserable. Your hair was a mess, probably from how you were handled by the scientists. Spider raised his hand and touched your hair. It wasn’t the same style as when you arrived. He remembered the day you changed it, he had been with you after all. It had been a fun day, the two of you talked about the differences in hair maintenance between the clans. Braids were common for both but they were styled differently. You showed him how you braided your hair and told him stories about how you’d try out different styles on your daughter. She had such lovely hair, thick and curly; it took quite a while to do her hair. That day, you chose to mimic her favorite style, the front in several snug braids and the back open and flowy. Of course, you put your own twist into it and braided a few open strands that rested in front and behind your ears. When you showed Spider the finished product he couldn’t help but smile.

Seeing it so carelessly treated made his heart harden. These people didn’t acknowledge or respect anything you did. He whipped his head around to face the doctor, who was leaning against a wall and observing, giving him a death stare as he asked “Why isn’t she awake?”

The doctor pushed himself off the wall and walked to the boy, putting his hands in his crisp lab coat pockets. “Well, you know as well as me that she won't cooperate, so I have to keep her sedated. A shame actually, would’ve loved to get reactions from her. But, oh well, what else can I do.” He said it so casually as if he wasn’t keeping a living being from living a proper life. Hearing this made a fire start in Spider's heart. You couldn’t live like this? Your body would wither away, and what would happen to your baby? He had to do something to help you, but he had no idea what to do. So he just started talking to the doctor.

“How will she stay alive? Won't she starve?”

“You see that bag over here?” He pointed to a plastic bag that hung over your right shoulder, a tube being connected to your forearm. Spider nodded and the man continued “In there there’s everything her body needs to survive, so technically she doesn’t need to be conscious for as long as I need.

“What? You can't do that! She’ll die!” He cried. He didn’t want you to stay like this.

“Well I’ve been thinking of different ways to keep her calm myself, so maybe I’ll give her tranquilizer pills or something like that. Why are you so concerned about her? She your friend or somethin’?”

Spider averted his questioning gaze and replied “I know her. And you can't keep her here. It’s not healthy in her condition-“ he quickly shut his mouth. He shouldn’t have mentioned anything about you baby. What would he do if he found out? But it was too late. The doctor kept staring at him “What condition… tell me.” He gripped the boy’s shoulder and forced him to meet his eyes.

Spider wanted to smack himself for being so stupid- but that didn’t matter right now, he had to find a way to get out of this.

“Nothing, forget it.” He shook it off. “You can’t keep her here- like this. Take all those things off and let her go. You don’t need her.” He tried convincing the tall man. The man silently walked around the metal table, carefully tracing his fingers along your arm “Now why would I do that? She’s completely different- a new species and I get to discover her secrets,” he gripped your shoulder “and with her DNA we can grow new avatars, but those would be adapted to the ocean. That’s all great isn’t it, huh?” He grinned “So why would I want to stop all that? Maybe there’s something you can tell me, hmm?” The strange man had a dangerous jet playful look in his eyes and Spider realized that he’d been backed into a corner. If he wanted to help you, he had to tell the doctor about your child. Maybe he would show some sympathy.

Spider sighed, put on a brave face, and pressed his lips into a thin line. This could turn your fate for the better or the worse, it was quite risky to let go of this information. But he didn’t have a choice. His eyes met the doctor’s and he stood up straighter, trying not to show any weakness “She’s pregnant.”

Spider expected a reaction but he was met with silence. The two of them stared at each other for a few moments until the doctor broke the silence. “Well this changes things.” he said as he crossed his arms and turned to face you “Are you sure? How do you know?” Spider was a little uncomfortable with the situation, as he didn’t know what was going on inside the man’s head, was this a good or a bad sign? “Uuh- she told me. I spent quite some time with her.” he muttered “But you can't keep her unconscious- it's too cruel. She has to stay healthy, for the baby…” he tried and this time felt something change in the atmosphere. The doctor held one of his hands up and made a ‘come here’ motion. Spider followed the instruction and waited for the man to say something. He kept studying your face until he said “Okay, listen kid. I still have to do my job but I understand. We can compromise okay?” Spiders kept his eyes trained on him, awaiting his terms. “I’ll find a way to deep er conscious, but she has to stay calm okay? And you have to let me examine her, alright? I won't keep her at the lab but she has to come in every couple of days so we can test stuff okay? I won't do too extreme stuff- but if she resists, I have to sedate her again, you understand?”

Spider didn’t like those terms, but if he wanted you to at least wake up again, then he had to agree. So he did. With a heavy heart, he spoke “Alright, but you need to ask her before you do anything. I’ll translate if I can but if she doesn’t want to, you can't force her.” The man shook his head a little from side to side, as if he were in doubt, but threw him a nod in the end. “You also have to help me get her a better room.” Confusion shot over the doctor's face “What? Where has she been staying?” He wondered out loud.

“In one of those cramped cells. It’s horrible.”

The man's face scrunched up and he gritted his teeth “oof- that is horrible. I got locked in there once after an incident at the lab. I was quite a troublesome intern.” He chuckled “Okay, I’ll see to it that she gets a better room as well.” He raised his hand as if asking for a handshake.

“Do we have a deal?” He smiled while offering his hand. Spider hesitantly shook it and let go again just a few seconds later.

“When will she wake up?”

“Hmm?” The doctor seemed confused for a second “Oh right!” He shuffled over to the little metal stand that held another plastic bag. He twisted the little nob on the IV, cutting off the flow before carefully removing the needle that was placed in your arm. He gathered the tube and tied it together in a knot that looked well-practiced.

Afterwards, he walked over to the machine that stood behind you, it made a small beeping noise and was connected to the mask covering your nose and mouth. He pressed some buttons and turned it off. Spider was watching him curiously as he hadn’t seen this sort of machine in the lab before. The doctor noticed his questioning looks and started explaining what he was doing.

“This machine here is what’s keeping her asleep. It’s called an anesthesia machine” he gave it a little pat “pretty damn expensive too. This one came out of my paycheque cus I messed with the other one and broke it.” He gave an awkward little laugh. He didn’t say much more as he took the cables, tubes, and monitors off your body. All the while spider stayed silent, letting the doctor do his work. He was quite efficient and only a couple minutes later, everything was off you. Finally, he put a different mask over your nose "This one is Just connected to a filter so that she can breathe." He pointed to a black tube that was connected to the clear tube. Spider gave him a barely noticeable acknowledging nod.

The doctor seemed to be a little out of it, stuck in his mind, thinking. Spider didn’t want to bother him though so he just waited a little longer. Finally, he seemed to snap out of it, shaking his head a little and making eye contact with the boy. “So…” he rubbed his palms together “I’ll go see someone about the new room… she should wake up in about one to two hours. If she wakes up- well I don’t know… make sure she doesn’t hyperventilate?” With a final little clap, he started walking backwards to the door, struggling to open the handle with his back turned to it, so he awkwardly turned around and opened it. He stepped out, offered Spider a modest wave, and then disappeared.

The room was almost empty now, no more beeping and flashing machines and the only sound that filled the room was your gentle breath. Spider's eyes wandered from the door to you and stayed focused on your mask-covered face. He wanted to talk to you again, he missed your presence a little. It was embarrassing but he liked spending time with you, he even considered you his friend. He knew that he would be waiting for quite some time, so he let himself sink to the floor, leaning his head against the wall.

He wouldn’t leave you alone now.

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