#don t worry this happens all the time

[cienie-isengardu]

Liu Kang: Your actions cost lives, Bi-Han!

Bi-Han: They were in the Lin Kuei’s best interests.

[peachesofteal]

Light On - single mom/neighbor fic - reader POV - cw: grief Simon Riley/female reader

"Breathe, honey. Try to take a deep breath for me."

Simon is frantic, cradling your face in his hands, pulling away your own to try to look in your eyes, his own wide with horror, worry.

This isn't fair. This isn't right. This is confusing.

"I- I'm sorry." You sob, because it's the only thing you can say, the only thing he can think of, and he shakes his head like he disagrees with you.

"No, no. Sorry for what?" You can't make it make sense, to him, in your own head, and when you try to talk, nothing comes out but a broken cry. "Shhh. You're alright. Just breathe." He tries to soothe you, and it only makes you cry harder, sob welling in your chest. "Are you hurt?"

"No!" you protest. "No, you didn't... I'm not... I-"

"Okay, okay. Hey, look at me sweetheart. I'm right here, I've got you." He coos, still holding you, wiping your tears, keeping you close. "You're okay." You bury your face in his chest, letting him wrap you up, cuddle you close, all while your mind spins and spirals, heart aching like it's been broken all over again. This wasn't supposed to happen. You're not supposed to feel this way. You're supposed to be happy. Aren't you happy?

"I'm sorry." You whisper when you find your voice, and he hums a raspy rebuttal. "No, I... you don't deserve this, to be saddled with this, a-" A widow, and a baby. An emotional basket case. A burden.

"Stop." He looks down at you with sincerity, severe certainty in his eyes, and you gulp at the intensity, shuddering when his lips graze your skin gently. "I don't deserve you, sweetheart. I know that for sure, but not in the way you're thinking right now. I'm not being saddled with anything."

"You don't understand." You shake your head.

"Then tell me." He encourages. "Tell me. I'll listen." He caresses your cheek, touch gentle and caring, devoted, and you close your eyes.

"Okay."

Simon makes you a cup of tea. When he returns to press it into your hands, you're sitting up in bed, donning one of the t shirts you found on the floor.

"Is that my shirt?" He asks, cocking his head, and you nod bashfully, lip tucked between your teeth. "Looks good on you." You reach for the mug with shaking hands, trying to take a deep breath and collect your thoughts. "Take your time." He murmurs. "I'm here. We've got all night." He's not going to want you anymore, once he realizes. Once you tell him how you feel, what you're thinking. You shake the thoughts free, trying to banish them. He said you could tell him. You trust him. You can do this. Just be honest.

"Emmaline's dad died the week we found out we were pregnant." You whisper, unable to look at him. "It was a housing fire, big building. Like this one." You take a sip, watching the way his fingers sit lax in the bed, close enough to touch you, but giving you space. "There was a power surge, or something. Half the city lost electricity and he got called in. It wasn't unusual, he was a Lieutenant, and they're responsible for a crew, a truck. I thought... I thought I'd just go to bed, wake up in the morning, and he'd be there next to me. Like always, on big calls."

"But he wasn't."

"He wasn't. Instead, his Engineer, and his Captain, were at my door with his helmet in their hands." You bite down on your tongue, fruitlessly stalling the tears and the breakdown that's fighting it's way up your throat. "I loved him so much." As soon as you say it, your voice breaks, vision going blurry, and Simon reaches for you, holding your free hand, stroking a thumb across your knuckles. "I haven't been... I haven't been with anyone, since then."

"Oh, sweetheart." You set the tea down on the table next to the bed, pulling air in through your nose as much as you can, trying to regulate your heart rate, your breathing.

"I thought I knew what love was." You whisper, peeking up at him, soft brown eyes watching you patiently. "But this... feels different. It feels like... more. And that... that makes me feel like I'm betraying him. Like I'm dishonoring the love we shared. I feel guilty, and awful, like I'm doing something wrong." You close your eyes, losing your control, your battle, lower lip trembling with a sob. It tumbles out of you, hoarse and raw, everything falling away as you cry. There's a knife, in your chest, in your heart, twisting and sawing and stabbing, and it hurts, it hurts so badly, the sharp ache only soothed when Simon pulls you into his arms, cradling you against his chest, hand smoothing up and down your spine.

"Sh-shhh." He's settled you into his lap completely now, legs and hips and entire body, wrapped up tight, safe and secure. A small amount of tension sags away from your frame, relieved that he's not running, white hot guilt and grief and still burning in the pit of your stomach. "You're not doing anything, anything, wrong, sweetheart." He thumbs at a tear on your cheek. "It's natural to feel grief like this, it's normal. But you're not betraying him, or your marriage. He'll always be a part of you, and Emmaline." He's rocking you, murmuring softly above your ear, and you relax more, letting him calm you, put you back together piece by piece, your tears starting to slow, your chest rising and falling at a more regular pace. "I want to tell you something." He says after a while, once it's been quiet for a few minutes. You nod, trying to encourage him. "My mum is gone." You push off from him, looking up into his eyes. They're sad, and you see grief in them, despair, but also a deep depth of love. "She taught me how to cook, when I was a young lad. Always told me it would come in handy, when I fell in love." He takes a deep breath, burying his face in your neck for a second before coming back up for air. "She never got to see that, me with someone else. In love. And for years, I thought I disappointed her, let her down, even in death."

"Simon." You whisper, heart breaking apart all over again for the pain that's embedded across his face, the torment that bleeds from his expression.

"But, ever since I met you- I've thought, maybe she's lookin' out for me. That she's somewhere, out there, still bein' my mum. Sending me angels." He blinks, lashes wet, the tear that drips down your face mirroring his own. "Sending you, and Emma. And maybe your husband, is doing the same." You close your eyes, remembering the first time you ever saw Simon, on the roof, handsome in the morning light, even though he seemed so exhausted. You remember the way he held Emmaline, the first time he gave her a bottle, your little baby so at home in his giant arms, safe and cuddled against his chest like she just fit there. When he came to your rescue in the park, scary enough to make every scatter but all you felt was safety. The first time he kissed you, on his patio in the snow. And tonight, when he promised to give you everything, when he held you, made love to you, promised to take care of you. Your heart races in your chest, fingers clutching onto him, holding as tight as you can.

"Am I your angel, Simon Riley?" You wondered aloud with wide eyes, leaning into him, nose to nose. He kisses you, face wet with tears, voice hoarse when he answers.

"You're mine, as I'm yours, sweetheart."

[loliwrites]

The One You Need | five

🎶 I spent most my life thinkin’ love was out of reach, so maybe just this once, you could be the one I need, if you let me be the one you need🎶

pairing: neighbor!joel miller x f!reader  rating: explicit, 18+ minors dni  summary: when you move into town hellbent on keeping everyone at an arm’s length, your neighbor Joel finds his way into your life. warnings/tags: au, neighbor joel, age gap [reader is late 20s/early 30s, Joel is late 40s], hyper-independent reader, unannounced visitors, actual daddy issues, dysfunctional parental relationship, SMUT, brief oral [m receiving], fingering, unprotected p in v sex, general manhandling, spanking, hair pulling, choking, joel’s a closer, sweet soft aftercare, terms of endearment [sweetheart, pretty girl], female reader, no physical description, protective!joel, soft!joel, dare i say ei!joel, no use of y/n. word count: 6.4k joel miller masterlist | part four a/n: happy new years eve hunni buns! lets usher this year out and the new one in with a bang. literally and figuratively.

Joel took a long, deep breath and held it as he stretched his legs, knees cracking with the tension. He released the breath and relaxed his sore body all at the same time. His lower back was screaming with tightness. The sort that ensured he knew he was no longer as young as he once had been. The kind that told him he never would be again.

Blinking languidly and taking an extra moment to get himself awake, he found himself in an unfamiliar place. It took a couple seconds, and the sight of the stray bolt on the nightstand, until he remembered where he was. In your home. With you. He turned over to lay his gaze upon you; to catch you sleeping. But getting onto his back, quickly noticed that you were no longer in bed beside him. For long enough by this point for your side to have grown cold in the morning air. Joel glanced at the clock unhurriedly. 7:54. Far later than was normal for him. Though partaking in the activities from the previous night hadn’t been normal in his recent history either. 

He got out of bed cautiously so as to not aggravate an already angry back. A groan ripped through his chest when he bent over to grab his jeans and slid​​ them up his legs, opting to leave them unzipped and unbuttoned around his hips as he strode for the bedroom door. All seemed quiet in the house, save for the knocking of some cabinets and silverware. Joel yawned and rubbed his eye with his fist, afterward trailing that hand up to his skewed hair for a scratch. He found you with the noise. Back to him, in front of the coffee machine, with a line of cups in front of you.

Approaching silently, you made no notion of being aware he was there until a hand laid upon your ass. Lips followed suit to the side of your head.

“Morning,” he mumbled, voice deep and gravelly. He squeezed his fingers into the flesh of your backside where you’d traded in being naked for his t-shirt and a pair of cotton pants.

“Hand off ass,” you grimaced through your teeth.

He pulled his hand away and held it up as innocently as possible, staring down at you with a worried gaze. What had happened between late last night and early this morning?

“What’s wrong?”

You huffed and let your shoulders sag. Maybe if you collapsed to the floor, everyone would just leave your house and you could carry on with life. But Joel replaced his hand on you, this time on your mid-back and you only tensed up a little, though was sure he noticed. “My mom and dad are here,”

Joel turned his head to the side as subtly he could muster and snuck a peek of a pair of men’s shoes in the living room he’d never seen before. He looked back at you, “take it we’re not happy about their arrival,”

A glare in his direction was answer enough. “I left because of them,”

He nodded as if assuring you that he needed no explanation. “I’ll get out of your hair. Come ‘round when they leave,”

“No, don​’t go,” you rested your hands on his stomach. “They might behave better if someone else is in the house,”

He let out a breath and seemed to look down at you, authoritatively. You were leaving him in a bit of a situation – if only because you were currently in the shirt he’d come over in. “Still got my other shirt you stole?”

“I didn’t steal it!”

He let out a low hmph.

“It’s in my dresser. Middle drawer on the left,”

If you’d seen it coming, or had any inclination of it, you probably would’ve resisted, but when Joel leaned in to kiss you, it caught you so off guard that you had no other instinct than to kiss him back. To allow his lips to brush over yours softly at first, and then find their placing with more force. A clear sign to any potential onlookers that this is where I belong, against her lips.

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Sitting across from your parents reminded you of every reason why you’d left, and reignited feelings in your body you thought you’d banished after moving away and creating your own little world here. Granted it had only been a month, but your body had felt lighter, your mind freer. Nothing like mom and dad to get you back to feeling inadequate and insignificant. You knew they loved you. Sure of it. But dad was loud and mom was… weak. And from it was born every fucked up conception and fear you had of relationships. Mom and dad made relationships look like a thing to avoid like the plague. To ward them off  any way you could. No price was too large if it meant keeping someone at bay. Someone who may know the dark and scary things about you and then eventually use them against you without so much as a breath or a blink of an eye. To willingly show someone your weaknesses knowing they would inevitably stab you in the back with them…? Why would anyone want a relationship?

It was some point within your father’s rant of how your home was just okay – “I mean, this isn’t what I would’ve done. I would’ve changed this… this is falling apart… you spent how much? For this…?” – that you realized Joel had apparently made himself mighty comfortable in your bedroom. Safely stowed away behind a closed door. Not that you wanted to subject him to the horrors that were the humans who gave you life, but if he’d at least make his earthly presence known, maybe your dad would cool the fuck off.

“For that price you could’ve found something a little nicer somewhere in the valley.” Your dad continued on one of his rants that you’d learned to tune out. Picked at an invisible fuzz on the shirt you wore. “No use coming out here. I’m sure peak summer’s just about the most awful thing. And winter? Gonna be miserable…”

The clearing of a throat saved you. Lifted you from this realm and tossed you into a different one. A better one. All three of you looked up at the same time, but only you smiled when you laid eyes upon Joel standing in the threshold. Arms dangling at his sides, almost uncomfortable with their lack of something to do.

“Sorry to interrupt,” he glanced at your father, not giving heads or tails of what he was really thinking. He took a couple steps into the room, jutting his thumb back over his shoulder, “gotta grab some stuff from my place to fix your door.”

You hopped up from your seat and met him halfway. “I have tools,” sounding too eager to keep him on the perimeter of your property.

“As much as I love that floral screwdriver, it’s gonna take a bit more,” he pursed his lips together, eyes darting over your face to pick up any intricacies of your expression. “Y’good?”

A nod was all you could muster. A weak thing that bowed your head until your eyeline was even with Joel’s chest. You’d turn back to your parents as soon as he turned to leave, but not a moment before then. Why return to that when you could live here for just a little bit longer, almost like you could pretend they weren’t there at all. And in the pause, Joel lifted a hand and curled it to the back of your neck, fingers pressing against skin to inch you closer to him. Just close enough for him to lay a gentle kiss on your forehead. He lingered there with a deep inhale. And having grown uncomfortable with the closeness and perceived intimacy in front of your parents, you pulled away and looked up at him. 

You weren’t sure what he was thinking at that moment. Wasn’t sure of his game plan or endgame. But in the split-second you pulled away from his lips on your forehead, he leaned back in and pressed a quick peck to your lips. And his slight smirk after he stood back to his full height and left was all you needed to see. He’s gonna get the shit slapped out of him.

The front door clicked back in place before you turned back toward your parents to face the questions you knew were coming.

“Who was that?” Your mom asked. She speaks! She breathes! She lives!

“The handyman,”

“You kiss your handyman?” Good question, dad.

“He’s also my neighbor,”

“You kiss your neighbors?”

Instead of answering and opting to sit back down, it gave your dad time to interject yet again.

“He’s kind of old,”

“What’re you doing here? I’d appreciate a heads up,”

Your mom sat forward, “sweetheart, we just wanted to see how you were doing.”

Somehow that name didn’t sound as nice as it did when it came off of Joel’s tongue. And you also knew that wasn’t entirely it. They hadn’t cared to stop by and see how you were doing when you lived in the same town as them. Never dropped in to check out your apartment there. Really you knew it was because the version of you they once held so much control over had slipped away. And with the distance from your move, it seemed that you’d slipped away entirely. Despite dad’s total lack of emotion and mom’s “woe-is-me” attitude, you knew they knew it, too. You’d never be coming back to “old home”.

The front door creaked back open and you turned your head to watch the newcomer who went to great lengths to avoid eye contact. He’d changed out of the t-shirt and into a green flannel, the sleeves halfway rolled up and his renewed presence only halted your dad momentarily from talking about himself.

A fleeting thought passed through your brain about what Joel thought of all this. Did he think you were being too hard on your family? Did he think they were absolute nuts? Did he get why the choice between staying or uprooting your life was an easy one? But mostly you thought about how you didn’t want him to think differently of you because of your parents. You didn’t want him to see shades of you in them and have that change his perception. They were never meant to be here. And you’d moved across the country to have a better chance at that being reality.

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Despite many failed attempts, you finally urged your parents out of the house come evening by insisting there were a few work deadlines you were behind on. Work was always the perfect excuse because they never care to understand what it was you did anyway. They made a half-hearted mention about swinging by tomorrow before their flight, but you made up another excuse about work and knew they wouldn’t fight it. You locked the door behind them and turned, coming face to face with Joel, who stood a few feet away from you, twirling the oven bolt in his fingers.

The only thing you knew to do was take a breath, so you did. Let it sit and linger in your chest hoping he’d be the one to break the silence.

“Back door’s fixed,”

Ever the gentleman.

With a grateful nod, you approached him. The urge to slap him silly had worn off – long after your parents had grown inquisitive of him. You bowed your head forward and rested it against his chest; the feel of his heartbeat serving as a new exercise in grounding. He wrapped an arm around you, hand settling on your ass again, pride swelling in him when you didn’t reprimand it away as you had earlier.

“You wanna talk about it?” A pause was punctuated with his fingers squeezing your backside. Keeping your head firmly against his chest, you shook it. “Y’wanna help me fix your oven?” Another pause was met with another shake of your head and the laugh that rumbled through Joel’s chest was almost enough to pull you out of the funk your parents had put you into. “How ‘bout you keep me company then, while I get to fixin’ it,”

And that you could agree to. Though not before a kiss to try and make everything better. For the first time that day, despite having spent a fantastic night together, a real, substantial kiss was able to take place. Lips meeting and parting in sync, tongues hesitant until they met each other. Even then, they remained even-paced. Like the unhurried, practiced ministrations of old lovers.

He pulled away first despite a groan from you, and took your hand, leading you into the kitchen. You made for the counter and hopped up on it to supervise while he went straight for the next appliance to fix. As he bent down and opened the oven door, inspecting some of the places the bolt could’ve come from, you wondered how much money you would’ve lost at this point had he not insert himself in your life. First with your bed, then the fridge, and the back door, and now this. 

“Y’know, come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you go to work.”

You blinked, realizing you’d zoned out, staring at his ass. You furrowed your eyebrows, “are you implying I don’t have a job, Miller?”

“No, no. Jus’ implyin’ you’re not very good at it,” he shot you a smile. Only a momentary shift in his focus. Long enough to rile you but not long enough for you to respond before he looked back at the oven and wordlessly set the bolt at what looked to be a hole in the hinge to the oven door missing the exact part.

“I’m a copywriter,” you mused, watching as he plucked a screwdriver (one much larger and serious looking than your floral one) from his toolbox.

He started to tighten the bolt into the hole. “Oh yeah? ‘S’pretty cool,”

“Boring,”

Joel gave the bolt a couple more turns with the screwdriver before it was tightened to his liking. He sat back on his knees and closed the oven door. Fixed. “Well it got you this house, so…”

You nodded in agreement. That job had gotten you everything you’d ever wanted. A house of your own far, far away from blood relatives. A sanctuary. Peace. It had even gotten you something you didn’t think you wanted. A ridiculously attractive, handy neighbor.

Joel was back in front of you then. Hands resting on your thighs, he made a spot for himself between your legs. With you on the counter, he now found you at his height, and lowered his forehead against yours. “You wanna go out and get some dinner with me,”

Arms reached forward and wrapped around his shoulders, “when?”

“Tonight. Now,” he smirked and lifted his head just enough to place a gentle kiss to your forehead, “ya nut.”

“Like a date?”

Now he fully leaned back and cocked his head to the side, trying to figure out what was the right answer here. If he said yes, would you read far too into it and climb back into the shell he’d been working you out of? And if he said no, would you be disappointed that he didn’t want to be seen with you in public in that way? As he had done with everything thus far, he decided to go with the truth. Worst case scenario, he’d have to call you out and set you back in line. “Yes,”

And you only nodded. Your arms squeezed over his shoulders, fingertips pressing into the rippling muscles of his back. Surely a date with Joel Miller would be leaps and bounds better than your last date. “Could you do me a favor first?”

Joel smiled. His eyes flicked from yours, up to the top of your head where a piece of hair was threatening to fall loose and dangle in your eyeline. With deft fingertips, he brushed it back and nodded.

“Can you rail me?”

“Are people still saying ‘railed’?” He chuckled and stepped in closer, between your thighs. Hands grabbed on to them with intention. 

This time you were the one to push your fingers through his hair, combing through those graying curls. “I think that’s the best adjective for what I want,”

“Yeah?” He studied you, not needing to search too far to realize there was a correlation between the torrid thoughts in your head about your parents, and you wanting him to knock them out. “I think I might be able to do that,” he grinned, partially disheartened. There was doubt on his end whether his body would fail that specific task after the day he’d spent bent over fixing your back door. “Might have to cut an old man some slack,”

You smiled softly and brushed your fingers through his hair again. With a nod and the hooking of your ankles around his back to cage him between your thighs, you planted a kiss to his lips. Just a chaste little thing to kick things off, knowing it wouldn’t be long before he opted to take the reins. But there was still one territory you had yet to venture into: the blowjob. And perhaps that wasn’t necessarily the go-to first step on the road to getting railed, but you were anxious to check it off the list. A nervousness bubbling at the surface even as you pressed against his stomach and inched him a couple steps back. In your eyes you had every right to be. Though you’d never been flat out told you were bad at it, it was never high on your list of pleasurable things to do and you were sure your general lack of enthusiasm around the act was picked up on by the men on the receiving end. Yet in this moment, you still knelt to the floor in front of him, hands fumbling with his jeans as the nerves manifested by causing your fingers to tremble.

“That’s alright, you don’t have to,” Joel whispered, undoubtedly picking up on your anxiety. He even covered your hands with one of his, giving the permission to stop.

The out was appreciated but it didn’t keep you from the task you’d put yourself to. Despite his hands in the way, you managed to unbutton his jeans and slide the zipper down with skill you didn’t even know you had. “I want to,”

“Y’sure?”

You tilted your head to the side and glanced up at him. That’s all it took. Because you both knew you wouldn’t have gotten on your knees in the first place if you hadn’t genuinely wanted to be there. And before you lost the nerve to remain there, you nudged his pants down over his ass. Quiet giggles of contentment emanating from you when his hands joined in the fun and helped push the jeans down his thighs and past his knees. Now confronted with a growing (literally) situation, it was impossible for you to subdue the involuntary shiver that ran up your spine and attacked every inch of your body. You tried to dispel it by reaching for Joel’s member; the outline of it straining against his boxer briefs. But that sort of luck wasn’t on your side. Had never been on your side. And every boy you’d ever found yourself in this situation with never so much as blinked an eye before they pushed themselves into your mouth.

But this man in front of you. He was steadfastly attuned to you. Picking up on every single one of the cues. At the sight of your entire body shivering, Joel lowered his hand to the side of your face and brushed your hair away from it. He cupped your jaw and tilted your chin up until you looked up at him again. Waiting for him, you raised a hand and traced the outline of his cock in his underwear, giving it a gentle squeeze after your fingers had run its length.

“Don’t stay down there too long,” he said with a smirk, and catching your questioning look, he glided the pad of his thumb across your bottom lip. “I’m not gonna last,”

You tried to suppress a smile so as to not give him any ideas that you were going to mock him for it. The truth couldn’t be further from that. In actuality, you were flattered by the admission, and more than a little thankful that it seemed to serve as another out for you. You’d get to cross something off whatever list you’d made up in your mind, but wouldn’t have to be committed to be at it for very long. That somehow seemed to relieve some of the pressure you’d put on yourself.

“Get to work, pretty girl,” he murmured, taking you out of whatever inner monologue had you so preoccupied. “Just a taste,”

Focused back at his waist, you peeled back his underwear, reaching in with your free hand to take him out of the tight fabric. It wasn’t the first time you were seeing the sheer size of him but being on it face first now made it seem that much bigger. How you ever managed to fit it inside you was one thing. How you’d fit it in your mouth was another. Yet you started on, pressing your lips to the underside of the head softly, and moving down his length with brief kisses. Joel let out a deep breath through his nose and let his fingertips toy with your hair. You hadn’t noticed that his eyes were glued to you until you looked up at him and caught his stare. Opening your mouth and purposefully batting your eyelashes, you took him into your mouth and let your tongue swirl around the crown. It was the first thing you did that made Joel let out a throaty groan. So you repeated the action and got the same lusty response from him. 

“That’s good, sweetheart,”

Your mouth stretched wider around him to accommodate a smile, but then you gently shook your head side to side, working your lips lower and lower on his shaft. At about halfway, you realized there was no shot of taking him in his entirety. The temptation to gag was already there and you lifted your hands to the remainder of his length to help along. But then you felt one of Joel’s hands migrate to the back of your head, tangling in your hair, and your body stiffened on instinct. Flicking your eyes upward and catching Joel with his head tilted back and jaw slack, you kept your body stiff, trying to work through that impact. Then you closed your eyes hoping that if you couldn’t see him, he wouldn’t see you, and the fear growing in your gut would dissipate. 

Maybe it was the tension in your jaw. Maybe he picked up on the tension in your entire body. Regardless, his fingers, albeit still tangled in your hair, seemed to grow gentler. A lack of pressure while still being present. “‘M’not gonna push you down on it,”

Eyes flicked back open to inspect him. A pink hue had arisen in his neck and was working its way up to his cheeks. His nostrils flared in his damnedest attempt to keep himself from thrusting deeper down your throat. Catching that his words were the truth, you relaxed once again; the anxiety fleeing every fiber of your being. Consciously back in your body and picking back up where you’d left off, you tilted your head to the side, allowing the head of his cock to press along the inside of your cheek. The sight of your mouth stretched to accommodate him resulted in a low pitched growl from Joel. Something terribly needy. Hungry. 

You noticed his eyes flutter shut while the muscles in his stomach flexed and released in a steady procession. The sinew in his forearm flexed, too, with the clenching of his fist in your hair. And given slightly more freedom by the lack of eye contact, you pulled your lips off his shaft and replaced it with quick, sloppy strokes from your hand. Your mouth was not far from him for long. Lips navigating around the way your hand held his member up, you pressed them to his balls and smirked to yourself when you saw the way his body responded when you eventually rolled your tongue over them, paying each temporary attention.

Joel kept his promise and didn’t use his grip on your hair to press you down on him, but did use it in order to pull you off of him. Your swollen lips fell open when you were forced to stare up at him, his chest heaving like his heart was trying to break free from its cage.

“That’s enough,” he growled and all but lifted you back to your feet without any help from you. 

It took him no time at all to spin you around with ass pressed back against the edge of the counter. He set one hand on the granite top behind you and cupped the other down past the waistband of your cotton pants. His fingers found your clit with practiced ease. A move he’d obviously spent the better half of his life perfecting. And no sooner did his fingers trail along your slit, your lips met each other with fervor. The barrier of your parents for the most of the day had created a feeding frenzy between you. Neither able to get as much as you wanted fast enough. Mashing of lips and tongues. Teeth grazing against soft, plush skin. You were all erratic movements and whimpering pleas to keep going. Only when Joel pressed two fingers inside of you did your mouth drop open, causing a delay. An airy gasp floated out of your lungs and into the space between.

Joel dropped his forehead to yours, eyes piercing into you though you weren’t returning his gaze. How could you? Fingers down to their last knuckle had you squeezing your eyes shut and doing your absolute best to not become a trembling mess then and there.

“Please… please,” you sobbed, fingernails digging into his back. You knew crescent-shaped marks would be littering his skin despite the flannel. You were marking him. Yours for now. Yours for tonight.

An almost sadistic smile crossed Joel’s lips. Fingers curled inside of you and sent you lurching forward, wrapping up against his chest. Legs already shaking and squeezing shut around his hand. “Look at you. Already begging f’me,” he lowered himself just enough to tuck his head to your neck, leaving love bites on your skin. “Suckin’ my cock got you so wet. Already desperate for it,”

“Joel,”

“Tell me,”

You raised your hips into the heel of his palm, finding that friction on your clit was just about the last thing you needed to get to the first climax of the evening. Fingers curled around the fabric of his shirt, tugging him close as if that was going to be the thing that’d get him to keep his fingers inside you. Really, you knew he didn’t have any intention of letting you go without them. But the new closeness, and the way he towered over you, a looming presence with broad, square shoulders diminishing any size you might’ve had… and the smell of him… You came with a whimper, unable to have forewarned him of the spring being snapped inside you. His fingers slowed only enough so as to not hurt you but never stopped entirely. Even when you tried to wriggle away from him, overstimulated. He just curled his fingers inside of you again, against the spongy front of your throbbing core, and kept you right at the edge you’d just fallen over.

“Please–God, please, fuck me,” you reached forward and wrapped your hand around his shaft again, tugging and stroking him impatiently.

“I know that mouth can do better than that,” he mocked. “Tell me,”

You could cry, wanting something far more substantial inside you than two of his fingers. “I need it, Joel. Please,” stinging tears threatened to fall from the corners of your eyes. “Want you to bend me over and fuck me,” you figured you were on the right track when he slowly eased his fingers out of your dripping hole and replaced them with quick circles over your bundle of sensitive nerves. “Want you to make it hurt,” 

While to you, you didn’t notice any hesitation on Joel’s end. He just spun you around and bent you over the countertop. He kicked your feet out from under you until you were being held up solely by the counter and the press of his hips. But he had clocked your words. Make it hurt. Knew he wanted to remember that. Knew he wanted to talk about that at some later time. 

Make it hurt.

He grabbed your wrists and secured them behind your back with one of his hands while his other went to the base of his cock and notched it at your entrance. Still dripping from your first orgasm, it was enough to not notice the stretch from the head too greatly. But then he moved that hand to the back of your head and pressed against it, holding you down on the countertop. You were defenseless. Unable to move at all. Hands rendered useless and body being held in place for every one of his whims. And there wasn’t any time to process before he snapped his hips forward and buried himself inside you to the hilt. Bottomed out in one fell swoop. A scream erupted from your throat, very nearly feeling like your vocal cords would be on their way to being shredded. Joel shushed you; a hiss between clenched teeth, only giving a second for your string of loud breaths to sound a little less pained before he began to move, stretching you to the max with each drag and push.

It didn’t take long for those screams and breaths to quiet down to nothing. Just a mouth gaping open, sucking wind as his length rubbed against the deepest parts of you. He wasn’t holding back. He was doing just as you’d asked. He was making it hurt. But your quietness was thwarted by his hand coming down hard against your ass. It was only then that you’d realized he’d removed it from the back of your head. A deep gasp filled your lungs with fresh air. The smack had left a sting and burn on your skin, and the returned noise from you spurred Joel on. 

He landed another spank to the opposite cheek, flesh bouncing beneath it from both his hand and the press of his cock. “You like that, huh?” Another spank, this time his hand didn’t pull away on the impact, and instead his fingers dug into your fleshy backside, “look even prettier with my handprint on ya’.” His hips faltered, progress stuttered when you clenched around him, pulling him deeper. He used that momentum to lean forward and bite into the back of your shoulder, “good fuckin’ girl. So fuckin’ tight. Love it so much,”

“It’s yours,” you panted, legs having gone completely out beneath you. You were sure you’d crumble to the floor if he parted from you. Your pulse pounded in your ears.

“Hmm?” he hummed, burying his face in the back of your head, “I’m gonna come.”

“I’m yours. It’s all yours,”

A particularly hard thrust squished you against the counter, your hipbone colliding with it. You yelped and you weren’t sure if it was from the painful impact on your hip or the feeling of Joel spilling into you. He kept himself deep. Short thrusts to fill you with his spend, and only once he’d finished pushing it into you as deep as he could, did he pull out. Though you hadn’t come, you felt well-fucked despite it. Not even missing the rush of a second orgasm. But no sooner had he pulled out, were you being whirled around, facing him now; your ass notched at the cool, stone countertop. He stared endlessly into your eyes and pushed himself back inside you without a second thought. Only when he’d sheathed himself in completely and caught your off-kilter expression, did he move his hand up to your neck, fingers squeezing either side of it.

“Didn’t think we were done, did you, sweetheart?” He squeezed your neck a little tighter and you reached up to hold onto his wrist. You applied no pressure to get him to loosen his grip, just kept it there for the contact. “I know this pussy’s got one more orgasm in her,”

A guttural moan left your body. The new angle was far more conducive to your pleasure. The base of him rubbing up against your clit. Your eyes blinked languidly, threatening to stay closed, but Joel used his grasp on your neck to shake you. Once your eyes fully opened again, he brought his free hand to the back of your head and gave your hair a generous tug.

“C’mon, pretty girl. You can do it. Soak me,”

He mashed his lips back to yours and licked his way into your mouth. It was everything you wanted. Needed. The overwhelmingness of his size. The dominance. The control. Your walls fluttered around him and he urged you on some more. Words of encouragement matched by the strengthening of his hold on your throat or the one in your hair. And when you came, eyes drifting shut and remaining so, body convulsing and squeezing his length, you felt his hands loosening their hold on you. Not leaving completely, but certainly not applying any type of pressure as they had just previously been. 

Your body went limp in his arms. Had it not been for your heavy breaths, he might’ve thought he’d done some actual damage. But your breaths were trying to grow steadier and were mixed with the whimpers of someone who’d asked for one thing, had gotten it, and now needed something else entirely. 

Joel pressed his lips to the side of your head, lingering against your temple as he carefully stepped out of his pants and underwear that had bunched up at his ankles. You groaned at the soft jostling it created for, and Joel just hushed you and tucked his arms around your back and beneath your knees. He lifted you up and kept you cradled to his chest where you complained again. This time a quick mention of his back.

“I got’cha, sweetheart,” he bounced you in his arms just once to get a better hold on your body. “Don’t worry about it,”

Eyes completely shut, too heavy to keep them open for very long, you knew he was carrying you to the bathroom. This man and your pH balance. You wrapped your arms around his neck and held on to him as tightly as you could, wanting no amount of separation. But before you knew it, you felt the cold porcelain of the toilet beneath you. Joel’s hands uncurling your arms from around his neck, then moving to the hem of your shirt and pulling it off, over your head. Soon thereafter, he unhooked your bra and slid it off your arms. 

Concern started to work its way into Joel’s bones. The sight of you, nearly swaying to the side when he released you completely. He made quick work of turning the shower on, fearing you’d topple to the side and hit your head on the way down. Returning to you with urgency, he crouched down and brushed your hair away from your neck, searching for any marks he’d left behind. “Y’alright?” He whispered, finding some red patches on your skin but none too definitive to be seen as marks from his fingers.

Eyes still closed, you pressed a smile, “good.” You blinked your tired eyes open, looking down at your feet as Joel unraveled your pants from around your ankles that had been hanging on by a thread. “You hurt me like I asked you to,”

His eyes flicked up to you. Make it hurt. The words he was holding onto. He held onto these new ones too, keeping them for later. “Maybe too much,” he murmured, gathering a wipe from on top of the toilet tank.

“No,”

Though you’d said it in earnest, he had a hard time believing it. Your eyes were mostly closed. But his eyes were seeing all the consequences of the way he’d handled you. Thinking better of fighting you on that, he helped you up from the toilet. His body kept you upright while he wiped along your slit, cleaning up the mess he’d so haphazardly made. You were pliant in his arms, willing to trust that he’d take care of you as he always had, despite the new territory you’d ventured into today with each other. 

He led you to the shower and carefully peeled his flannel shirt from his body while helping maintain your balance. As he helped you in and kept his chest flush to your back, he caught sight of the bruise forming on the left side of your hip and knew it had been his doing. Easing down to the floor, both sat at the end of the steady stream of water, warm against you both from the shower and from Joel’s body heat. You let your head fall back against his shoulder, turning in toward his neck.

“Sure you’re alright?” He set his cheek down on top of your head and wrapped his arms around you, “I marked you up pretty good.”

“I’m okay,” you insisted. “I don’t break easily,”

“No, I don’t suppose you do.”

Now with open eyes, you tilted your head back and looked up at him. Your smile caught his worried expression and you hoped to dispel it. He’d only done as you asked. And so perfectly so. Maybe he’d ask you about it somewhere down the line. Why you’d asked him to make it hurt? Why had that been the chosen wording? It was evident in his eyes now that he likely wouldn’t be so accommodating to comply the next time you asked him to make it hurt. Yet you raised your hands and curled them behind his head to get him closer to you. Close enough to kiss. Slowly. Tenderly. Quiet assurance that he was still the good man you knew him to be.

[a-local-idiots-shitpost]

Mc get´s kidnapped by Demon worshipers and has a nice conversation with their Demons

Lucifer:

for some reasons robe wearing weirdos kidnapped you while you were in the Human World on behalf of Lucifer

and turns out they wanted to use you as a sacrifice to summon Lucifer

I mean not how that thing works but hey if they want to see Lucifer fine by you, I mean it won´t be your death sentence so you don´t care about what will happen

and yeah at first they cheered but as soon as they noticed Lucifer was freeing you and looking at them with more anger than you ever saw from him

it went from happy cheering to blood chilling screams very fast

but you got cuddles with Cerberus and how many snacks as you wanted from Lucifer so pretty great day in your book

Mammon:

so not only do you get kidnapped by golden robe wearing weirdos but they also want to throw you into a pot of melted and burning hot Gold to summon Mammon?

pretty weird if you ask me but hey if they so desperately want Mammon you can get him for them but you already know he will be pissed about his Human nearly getting sacrificed

and he was reaaaally pissed about them trying to sacrifice the Great Mammon´s Human!

he killed them so fast they didn´t even get a chance to scream for mercy

after that he just collected you, and the Gold because that´s a lot and he can earn a lot of Grimm with it, and went back home

after that both of you just spent the reminder of the day together and had a nice sleepover, or rather Mammon was scared of you getting kidnapped again and refused to let og of you no mater what

and when I say no matter what I mean he tried following you to the toilet

Leviathan:

so you got kidnapped by a bunch of introverts who wanted the Avatar of Envy, honestly if they didn´t kidnap you they could have been online friends with Levi

but hey if they want to see him angry not only because they kidnapped his Henry but also because they distracted him from a limited time re-run from his favorite Anime fine by you

and wow that was one hell of a view, you thought he would have just drowned or killed them using Lotan but nope he also killed some of them

if he didn´t blush from your praise about him being really cool in this moment he would have seemed even cooler

he also invited you to watch his Anime with him, probably because he needs to make sure his Henry won´t disappear again

Satan:

yeah uh so you didn´t summon him this time, some people just took you with them while you and Satan were playing with a bunch of kittens

and he just tracked you down, needless to say those guys didn´t even have the smallest survival chance

you never saw Satan this brutal usually you thought the worst you saw of him when a Demon kicked a Cat, but no this is like this time times a million

all that was leftover at the end of the day was pulverized bones, blood and some mushy flesh that once made up a Human body, if the smell didn´t made you nauseous you would have been almost impressed

after all of this the both of you just went back to play with the kittens and as understandable as it was the kittens kept their distance from Satan, which crushed him

Asmodeus:

someone just took you when both of you went shopping in the Human world

Asmo was looking at a new dress for himself and when he turned around you were gone, which isn´t that uncommon but after being gone for a day he got really concerned

and shortly after him getting concerned you summoned him and man was he pissed, not only did those guys cause him to worry about you but they also caused him to get a grey hair because of them, the nerve of some people!

after Asmo freed you, both of you just decided to not give those guys anymore attention you just locked them in their building and burned it down

afterwards you and Asmo had a nice nap together as if nothing ever happened and you didn´t just burn who knows how many people to death \^-^/

Beelzebub:

so you got kidnapped in the Human world by stereotypical Devil Worshipers, pretty boring and shows their lack of creativity if you ask me

and all they need you for was an edible sacrifice for Beel, which to be honest if it wasn´t you he would have probably eaten it guess lucky for the random person who didn´t get chosen

but hey if the want to feed Beel I´m sure he would love to eat them instead :)

which is what he did after you summoned him, it surprised you how fast he managed to eat them you would have thought eating a Human would take more time but nope he just finished them in seconds

afterwards Beel just took you with him to Hell´s Kitchen, seems like the only thing those Cultist did was make him hungrier

Belphegor:

why would anybody even want Belphie? even more so kidnapping you so you can serve as the sacrificial lamb

like what could they even need the Avatar of Sloth for? He doesn´t do much besides sleeping and making life difficult for Lucifer

but hey if they want Belphie they can have him but he won´t appreciate getting woken up and I guess the fact that people kidnapped you to kill you

guess you´ll just have to sit back and enjoy the show and man that´s one hell of a blood bath

guess his hatred for Humans isn´t completely gone

but hey you got some nice nap hours out of it without him trying to kill you so honestly you don´t care about what happened

Diavolo:

honestly you are more surprised that Diavolo can even be summoned than by the fact they have to kill 33 sinners to even hope they can reach him

bad for them you did actually spent time with Diavolo before you just disappeared

and man he was not happy when he found you

he really showed why he´s the Prince of the Devildom, it was really unusual to see Diavolo not just as a happy go lucky guy as always but as the future ruler of the Devildom

he didn´t even get rid of the blood before he just picked you up and locked you in the Demon Lord´s Castle

he really doesn´t want to risk you getting in any kind of danger again

Barbatos:

both of you were working in the garden and having a little competition over who can make the prettier bouquet, Barbatos excuse on spending time with you and giving you pretty flowers

when suddenly you were gone and all that was left were a couple of flowers

needless to say he was pissed and immediately went off to look for you and he didn´t think it was possible but his mood worsened when he saw you that you got kidnapped by people who thought sacrificing you would summon him

well they succeeded in summoning him but unfortunate for them he was in an extremely bad mood

he completely destroyed everything there it look like a bomb went off there afterwards he just cleaned you and brought you to bed

while watching you of course he can never forgive himself is someone steals you form under his nose ever again

[jvnluvr]

blue lock boys when they are drunk ♡

when the blue lock boys come home drunk, all they want is you.

ft. sae, rin & kaiser x f!reader

author’s note: im a sucker for my favs okay? fluffiest fluff i’ve ever written i almost cried ten different times send help hsish. also thank you all for 100 followers, i love u all sm mwah. i’m working on requests, they will come soon! otherwise please enjoy <33

itoshi sae:

god, he didn’t even know how he ended up in this position. all sae could remember was losing his game, walking out of that stadium with his usual blank expression, but then his legs took him to the nearest bar. he’s so drunk, heck, he even remembers smoking a cigarette or two while he was chugging down everything. he's overcome with a lot of emotions, but then he remembers.

he wants to go home. he’s up, and he’s walking home. it’s late, its dark, yet he’s still able to somehow manage to get to the front step before he knocks on the door, holding onto it because he’ll fall if he doesn’t. that’s when you open the door and sae falls into your arms. "sae-? what happened?" you ask, trying your best to not let him fall while shutting the door.

you already knew he lost, you were obviously watching the streamed game. but when sae loses, he shuts everyone out for a day at the very least. however, it's weird to find him falling onto you, at your doorstep, and incredibly late at night. he smells like cigarettes, and that's when you understand what is going on.

"sit down, i'll get you water." you guide him to the couch, slowly trying to let go of his arm so you can lie down, but he doesn't let go of you. instead, he pulls you down with him so you're lying down on top of him. "uh, what's this about? you gonna talk to me..?" to say you're confused right now is kind of an understatement. sae hasn't spoken a word to you since he entered, just mindless grumbles and sighs until now, where it's almost like he's searching into your eyes for something.

"y'know, you're a whole lot prettier up close, right?"

what..?

your eyes probably looked bugged right now. you know he's not sober, but when people are drunk, their true feelings come out. sae's never really been an openly affectionate man, you knew that from the moment you met him. so hearing him suddenly throw a compliment into your face has you stunned to say the least.

"c'mon don't look at me like that... this is new to me too.." he mumbles, a red tint starting to appear on his cheeks. he grabs you by your waist to sit you on his lap, and you start to turn red too. "seriously, what's gotten into you sae?" you ask quietly, you both letting out a small chuckle as you stare at each other.

"i don' know.. it's your fault." you tilt your head as his one hand intertwines with yours. "you have beautiful eyes too.. you know that?" you let out a little gasp as your eyes avert away from him. you can feel your ears getting hotter and hotter as each seconds by. now you're actually worried, since when has he thought of these things?

sae put a hand on your cheek to turn you back to him. he has that soft smile plastered onto his face. your gaze softens as he continues talking to you. "you've always had.. that bright light in your eyes... even the first night we met. 't was what got me so interested in you." you bite your lip at that, small water drops forming into your eyes. it wasn't possible for your heart to not melt as those words. "the only thing.. i could think about.. was how much i liked you. how much my heart yearned for you. for how happy i am, to have you in my life now."

he wipes a tear of yours while eliciting that little soft but deep chuckle you always adored. "c'mon, don't cry, was just being honest.." he hugged you, burying his face into your neck and closing his eyes. you were almost certain that after that the alcohol consumed him, that he was too drowsy to even remember all the words he just said. but it's okay. for the chance you got to see itoshi sae confess his love in his own way. you whispered out an "i love you' before falling asleep beside him.

michael kaiser:

"babyy, i'm homee!" yeah, he was definitely slurring over each word he said. you walked out the kitchen, staring as kaiser almost fell atleast 5 times trying to walk over to you. it was hard to try and not laugh at how adorable he was being all tipsy, it was like he was a little child again.

“michael.” you giggled, trying to get him to sit on the chair but you both fell against each other on the floor. “that hurt!” his cheeks are more than just flushed and his eyes are half open. "who are ya, and where's my girlfriend?" to be honest, you were kind of hurt that he couldn't recognize you even while you were right in his face, but kaiser can be a little slow even when sober.

"c'mon michael, 'is me, your girlfriend." you retorted, wrapping your arms around him in an attempt to get him to sit down on a chair. but of course, kaiser being kaiser doesn't want to be apart from you for even a second, so he pulls you onto his lap. "i know, 'was just messin' with ya. i'm not that drunk, y'know?" you could only blankly stare at him as he confessed to that. even the dumbest person alive could tell that lie straight through his teeth.

"you are seriously not gonna tell me you aren't THAT drunk. you slipped over the fuckin' air." you both looked at each other, slightly grinning at that. silence. ah there it is, you both burst out laughing not even a second after, because you know it was true. "honestly though, you REEK of alcohol, go shower or somethin'." you tried getting off his lap, you really did. but does he care? of course not.

"no, 'm gonna stay here, too tired to shower..." you let out a small sigh at that, but if he wasn't going to get into the shower, you weren't going to let him doze off in his uncomfy chair. both of your backs couldn't take that kind of pain right now. "okay okay, we're both tired, let's go to bed, hm?" kaiser quietly grumbled as a counter, not wanting to let you go. at that point, your sounds started to sound more grumpy. you should have dragged him to bed when you had the chance.

"hiii babyy, i love you." kaiser suddenly said, with a smile hanging ear to ear. you didn't know what he was up to, but you just quietly ignored his statement of affection. "you're really cute when you're grumpy," he added, followed by a bunch of little mischievous giggles. "but you're cute all the time, so it makes it absolutelyyy irresistible to stay mad at you." you're so embarrassed by kaiser's sudden overload of compliments that, you start to playfully hit him? one hit to the arm, one hit to the head, and you continue in order to stop being so flustered by the drunk man in front of you.

"ow! i literally said you're cute, why are you hitting me- stop! ow!" even if you were hitting him, kaiser couldn't help but let out more laughs when he realized why you were hitting him. "aww, you're embarrased, aren't ya?" he pressed you for a kiss, but you just put your hand over his mouth to push him back. you couldn't take being more abashed over your extraordinarily drunk boyfriend.

"if you're not gonna accept my love, let me properly confess it, alrightt?" again, you were too afraid to even blurt out a single world in fear of stuttering and having kaiser coo into your ear about how cute you were. so you just looked at him, waiting for him to continue his speech. "got your attention, pretty? i've had a crush on you since the first time i met you, like the biggest crush ever, like the moment i saw you i swear those hearts appeared in my eyes like they do in cartoon shows." he was stuttering as the alcohol was still rushing in his system, but kaiser sounded like a little boy who had been lovestruck with the mere thought of you.

"you're so stupid sometimes.." you mumbled, but nonetheless giddy with happiness and love. "maybe, but i'm stupidly in love with you." all you could do was let out a sheepish smile before pulling him into a hug. "i love you.." and that was followed with snores. you didn't really plan on how to move kaiser out of this awkward position, but what you did know that he was a pretty cute lovestruck man when he was drunk.

itoshi rin:

rin isn't one to typically get drunk, he's not even one to have maybe more than three shots of alcohol at most. but tonight, he went completely overboard. maybe the drinks just tasted good, maybe he had lost his mind. not the matter of how he got drunk, but he was stumbling into your shared apartment when you just barely saw you peeking through your bedroom door through his blurry eyes.

"rin, are you okay..?" you murmured, slowing walking towards him. "mm, 'm fine, were you sleeping?" even if he was on the verge of passing out, rin was one of those guys who was able to maintain his composure. he didn't like how he felt, so he stride towards the kitchen, aching for a glass of water. "was waiting for you, did you drink, rin?" he turned around to see you standing there waiting for him.

"mhm, sorry, don't know what got over me. wait in the room for me, i'll be in there soon." he replied, turning back around to put his glass in the sink, but when he shifted back, he could still see you waiting his in peripheral vision. "what are you waiting for, [name]?" rin asked, still feeling the horrible effects of the alcohol continuing to flow through his blood stream. "i told you, 'm waiting for you." you knew that if you went back, he would fall asleep on the nearby couch, heck even fall and just pass out on the floor, he was drunk out of his mind.

"alright, c'mon let's go." he slowly trailed behind you, the cold air hitting him in the face when he realized he feels way too hot. rin slowly discards his jacket and his shirt, moving to lie down with you. but the one thing he couldn't help but notice is that you didn't make direct eye contact with him, your eyes are averted in every direction except his, why is that? maybe the reason he hated alcohol so much is because of what it does to him. he wants your attention, he craves for your touch, it's weird to him.

so rin extends his arm towards you, he has a hold on your waist before you're too close to him. "what's wrong..?" he examines you, how you're still not looking into his eyes. "look at me, why aren't you looking at me honey?" he's surprised that it does the trick, because your eyes are finally in his direct field of view, and his heart melts. "nothin', just thought you might have wanted to sleep, so didn't wanna' bother you." you answered shyly, realizing now that he wanted nothing more than you. it's silent for a bit, just the both of you in each other's embrace, lying down in the dark.

"mm, you don't bother me, you know that?" he starts, rin doesn't realize that all of sudden he's rambling to you. "i say you shouldn't be nervous but the truth is.. i'm always a bit nervous around you. we've been together for a while but.. i don't know.. i just.. always want to know more about you. it drives me insane sometimes, 'cause i don't usually care about people like that. but for you i just-" he's pulling you closer into your chest, noticing how your grip tightens on him as he continues speaking. "i just want to know every tiny detail about you. i notice the small things about you. the way your smile goes slightly down, you touch the tip of your eyes when your embarrassed, and you always touch the same spot-" he intertwines his hands with yours, rubbing over the spot he's just about to mention. "you always touch the same spot of your hand when you're focused. i pay attention to those things because i care about you, i hope you knew that."

"rin.." you whisper, it's all you could physically verbalize. but all you could feel were the hot tears you were spilling onto his chest. you felt guilty, quickly trying to wipe them away, but he looked down to hush your sobs. "'m sorry, didn't wanna make you cry. i meant it though, even if i don't say it much." it's undeniable that you just want to be even closer to him than humanely possible, you wouldn't dare think of even letting him go for a second after that. "i think you should get drunk more often," which dragged a small string of chuckles from you two. "being drunk sucks, but we can compromise and i'll try and tell you how much i love and want to be with you more, yea?" rin shared, fumbling over his words. yep, still definitely drunk.

"mhm, go to sleep now, 'kay?" you acknowledged, content with how tonight turned out to be. "you go to sleep too, i love you." and rin let himself pass out in the comfort of your presence. not only until a few moments later could you say 'i love you' back, but he was secretly waiting to fall asleep until he heard confirmation of your feelings.

[bethelighthalazia]

Terrifying - Part 2

Summary:  Yunho feels horrible for scaring and hurting you, so he apologizes and promises to do everything to show you how important you are to him and how much he loves you.

Genre:  angst, fluff

Pairing: bf!Yunho X fem!reader

Word Count:  1753

Warnings: mentions of wounds/scratches, mentions of hurting, sad Yuyu, mentions of crying, insecure reader

networks: @newworldnet

[note: thank you, @ja3hwa for helping me with finding a good ending paragraph <3]

© by bethelighthalazia. Do not repost, copy or translate. Unless stated otherwise, those works are mine and born from my own ideas. I don't have any claim on the mentioned real existing Idols whatsoever.

At the dorms, the others were around you the moment Mingi stepped through the main entrance. San took you out of Mingi´s arms, who then left again to check on Yunho while you were placed on the big sofa. Wooyoung had already grabbed blankets to cuddle up in the living room with you to watch any movie you want. It seems that Yunho had called the others, the second you and Mingi had left the apartment, to tell them what happened. 

“Y/n, could I check on your wounds please?” Seonghwa asked with a gentle voice, a first aid kit in his hand while he sat down on the sofa next to you. You nodded, wiping your face with one hand while holding your other arm out towards him. “Oh, you´re wearing the bracelet we got you!” A smile on Seonghwa´s face, he gently dabbed some disinfectant ointment on the scratches, causing you to wince ever so slightly every time. “Do- do you think he's mad at me now? I- I think I hurt his feelings…” You sniffled quietly, some new tears appearing in your eyes, but before Seonghwa could answer, you´re pulled into a tight hug by Wooyoung who shakes his head no. 

“He's more worried about you being mad at him, y/n.” Jongho said, carrying a bowl with your favorite snacks over to you. “Don´t worry, he loves you, that I am absolutely sure of.” 

When he put down the bowl, the maknae gave you a soft squeeze to the shoulder before then leaving the room, he didn't want you to possibly get overwhelmed with too many people around for now. Hongjoong also came over to the sofa and placed a kiss on top of your head, something he had done almost ever since you met the boys, because he sees you as his sister, and then whispered something to Seonghwa before leaving to go check on Yunho as well, knowing you're in the best hands.

Yeosang just stayed quiet, sitting on the other sofa and turning on the TV for you, knowing well which ones are your favorites to watch. Your head was now resting on Wooyoung´s shoulder, you felt your eyes getting heavy, but you didn't want to fall asleep yet, too scared that nightmares could haunt your dreams. “Woo? Why- why do you all seem so calm?” You asked after a few moments, frowning a bit when you realized that they are too calm for what happened. When Wooyoung exchanges looks with San, Seonghwa and Yeosang, you swallow hard. Is there something they don't want to tell you? A secret that they hide from you?

“Y/n, I think-” “That's something Yunho should tell you himself, y/nnie.” Mingi, who just entered the dorms again, cut off Seonghwa who was trying to answer you, but then the others just nod at Mingi´s words. When you heard his voice, your head perked up, accidentally hitting Wooyoung's chin slightly, your eyes wide. “Mingi, how-” “He is okay, Hongjoong hyung is with him now to help clean up your apartment. He sent me here to see how you feel and if you need anything.” Mingi hummed, coming over to sit on the floor right in front of the sofa. 

“I'm…okay?” With a raised eyebrow, Mingi looked at you, he could always tell if you´re telling the truth or not and often, he even knows better how you feel than you do yourself. With a little sigh, you shrugged, not even sure how exactly you feel. But you weren't in pain anymore, that is something you can say for sure.

“Really Mingi…I am not in pain or anything, I just-” “You´re confused, right?” Nodding, you fully focused on your best friend, Wooyoung laid an arm around you again to calm you down a bit. No one spoke for a while, just letting you relax and hopefully doze off a bit. It indeed almost worked, your eyes heavy while your head rested against Wooyoung´s shoulder and Mingi caressed your hands in a soothing manner, you almost fell asleep.

That is, until a jingle of keys, quiet voices and the sound of a door unlocking is heard. your head jerked up, again hitting Wooyoung´s chin, when you heard your boyfriend´s voice answering to Hongjoong. Mingi got to his feet almost instantly, staring at the entryway, where soon Hongjoong and Yunho appeared. “Hyung, are you-” “Everyone out, except for y/n, Mingi and Yunho.” Hongjoong said and, to everyone's surprise, the room actually cleared. The captain just patted Yunho ́s back gently before leaving as well, but you knew that he’d be just one room further, so he could intervene if needed.

While Mingi just stared at them, Yunho had only eyes for you, an expression like a beaten puppy on his face. You know that he's feeling horrible, knowing that Yunho is not the type of person to hurt others purposefully. Yet, your body flinched slightly when he took a step closer to the sofa, your movement causing him to freeze on the spot. Mingi sat down on the armchair nearby, just in case, but he didn't intervene at all. 

“Y/n, love I-” Yunho started, but then got quiet, not sure what he could say to undo his actions. “I know that nothing I say would make you forget that I hurt you…and I-” He took a deep breath, just standing in the middle of the room, not coming closer to you for now. “I would understand if you'd hate me and never want to see me anymore.” His voice got quieter with every word he spoke, you could see how hard it is to talk while knowing that you probably are scared of him now. “But please…could I try to explain? I won't try to make any excuses, because I know my behavior was absolutely unacceptable and no excuse or apology could undo it.”

With a short glance over to Mingi who gave a reassuring nod, you then nod as well, patting the free space on the sofa next to you. “O- okay…I have a question though…are you still mad at me?” You asked quietly, to which Yunho quickly took a few steps over to you to take your hand, just to then freeze when you flinch. “S- sorry, I didn't mean to scare you again-” He whispered, slowly kneeling down in front of you, taking your hand in his. “But please, y/nnie, my love, my heart, I could never be mad at you. I wasn't even upset with you earlier, but with myself and all the stress I had the last weeks…I tend to bottle it all up and sometimes it just bursts out of me. Usually I would come here and tell Mingi, then we would go to the gym or something, but this time, I didn't…and let it out on you.”

Yunho's voice broke, the thought of hurting you already let him get teary and his heart dropped. “B- before I asked you to be my girlfriend, I swore to myself to never have such an outburst near you…and now I even scarred you because of it-” Pulling his hands away, he sat on the back of his feet, still kneeling in front of you, his head dropped against his chest. He truly looked like a sad puppy and you would love to pull him into a soothing embrace, yet you cannot bring yourself to do so. Even though you knew that he meant every word, and that he would never purposefully hurt you, you cannot shake off the fear and the broken trust between the two of you.

“Yunho-” You whispered, his frame getting smaller as he curled into himself , almost slumping in front of you when you didn't use your usual nickname for him. This was what Yunho always had feared; to hurt you and to push you away from him. “I- I just…I still love you, but…but I also am scared. I trusted you with my life…but now? I don't- I don't know if I can trust you. So-” With another deep breath, you tried to steady your voice, tears again stinging in your eyes. “So please…give me time, okay? I love you…and I still want to be with you, but- but a trust that's broken like this…I don't know how long it might take to rebuild, but…but you will have to show me that I can trust you again…”

Yunho nodded silently, his mind racing. You still wanted to be with him, even though you knew that he would be capable of hurting you? His heart beat faster, with a quick movement, he wiped away his tears before looking up, he had no right to cry when he was the one who had hurt you. “I will do anything, jagiya. Everything to show you that you mean more to me than anything else.” He then said after a few moments of silence, his voice quiet but hopeful. “You are my everything, y/nnie, and I am so…so thankful that you give me this chance.”

You already knew that your heart forgave him the moment he called Mingi to get you out of the danger he might have gotten for you back then, proving already that he never wanted to hurt you in the first place. But, forgiving does not mean to immediately trust him again, both of you knew this. And both of you were ready to be patient. After a short glance around to reassure yourself that Mingi is still in the room with you two, you slowly moved, getting down from the sofa to hug Yunho, who's still kneeling in front of you. The hug felt awkward and you didn't keep this closeness for long, but when you whispered an “I love you, Yuyu” before leaning back, you could feel his heartbeat accelerate and a hopeful expression appeared on Yunho's face. 

“I love you, y/nnie. Thank you for letting me prove myself to you, even if I don't deserve your kindness after I hurt you like this…” You sat there in silence for a moment letting him say sorry over and over again, glancing at Mingi every now and then to make sure everything was okay. You knew this situation wasn't going to go away. And you knew he would stop at nothing to show you that you can trust him again. 

It was going to be a long road and Yunho was willing to travel down it. For you.

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[noellefan101]

Offline to Online HSR edition

Characters: Kafka, Silver Wolf, Seele, Bronya x gn! reader

Summary: your girlfriend is a streamer, a popular one at that. this is a fic about: how their chat finds out that you are dating, how they treat you off-stream and on-stream/do they treat you differently

"Warnings": Romantic relationship, modern au, streamer au, kissing, [h/c] is hair color, not proofread,

Note: this is the other one that was in the poll if you would like to read the genshin impact version it´s here. and omg i am so tired and my back hurts like CRAZY, but i luv you all.

Kafka

How chat found out: she kinda wanted to say it out loud the first day/month you started dating, but you stopped her because you didn´t want the whole world to know. and she agreed it was for the best anyways/don´t want all her simps to come at you(looking at you "cough cough")/. so she kept it a secret, still teases you about it though. and she was pretty good at hiding it, but then it had been a year or so and you moved in together, in a new house.

so obviously it was going to be harder to hide it, mainly because you lived together, but also because she was asked 24/7 to do a new house tour. she eventually did it, but without your office being in the video. it worked out well in the beginning but then people started wondering what was in the last room/your office/. you were worried about it, while she ignored it and acted like no one had asked about it. that of course didn´t help and only grew more suspicion to the last room. she eventually had enough and started asking you if she could say it, following up with her saying that her fans won´t come after you for it.

On-stream: she teases you, every time she has a chance too, and i mean EVERY time. she normally does that a lot, but not this much. she also doesn´t like when anyone else teases you. you´d say she´s possessive, but if you actually said that when she´s streaming, you would be banned from entering her office for a few months(at least).

Off-stream: she´s WAY sweeter when no one is watching, mostly because she doesn´t have that evil look in her eyes all the time. and then she´s with you so ofc she´ll behave(if you ask nicely). she would also kiss you more passionately than when she´s in front of chat/she doesn´t need chat to spread pics of you kissing all over twitter, that´s why/and she also hugs you more gently. over all she´s just softer with you but don´t tell her that.

she loves you, even more than chat loves her.

Silver Wolf

how chat found out: they didn´t really think that you were dating at first, but just some affectionate roommates. maybe it was because they didn´t think that she would be dating anybody/or maybe you looked too good to be dating silver wolf hehe/. but either way, you ARE dating, you just thought her chat knew already. but when you found out they didn´t/because they called you her roomie, not her partner/you tried to show more affection.

so when you were home while she was streaming you made some food for her. walked in and gave her the food, after you just left a little kiss on her cheek. leaving the chat stunned, she just started eating her food, acting like nothing happened. she asked if anything was wrong and they flipped out even more, like wtf they just kissed you. she didn´t think it was that big of a deal and tried to move on. but they wanted answers, she didn´t care ofc, and didn´t answer any of their questions. after she was done eating and she just continued the stream like normal. you on the other hand was a little worried that she got upset, because you just kissed her on the cheek, and in front of all her viewers. she eventually revealed to chat that you were dating, and they should shut up abt it. only because she didn´t want you to worry.

On-stream: she doesn´t really care if you´re there or not, but id happier with you there. she shows affection, but not much. the reason: she doesn´t want to ruin her reputation.

Off-stream: when she´s not streaming or in a call you play with her instead. she loves when you play with her, wanting to share her interest with you. she does this while hugging you/maybe from behind/and kisses you to distract you.

she loves games, but loves you even more.

Seele

How chat found out: they properly noticed the person walking around in the background all the time/since her streaming setup is in the living room/and they didn´t know who it was other than a person with [h/c] colored hair. they tried to ask about it, but Seele didn´t pay them any mind and moved on. she kinda thought they were joking and already knew who you were/but there kinda clueless and thinks she kidnapped someone/but ofc you´re just her partner and she didn´t force you to live with her. actually, it was your idea to live with her. so they should quit thinking that.

but anyway, she was streaming(like usual)and she was in a call with some friends/like Sampo, Bronya, Natasha, etc/and she kinda got into an argument with one of them/Sampo/. because he wasn´t playing well enough and it turned into a thing of them dissing each other. the others wanted to stop them, but they didn´t in fear of getting into it as well, so they kinda just listened in on it. she then revealed one of his secrets, witch lead to him saying that you and Seele were dating, and not just roomies. she then got confused, and asked f they didn´t know/bc she really fricking thought they did, oh well/the chat went wild. and when she found out they were clueless the whole time, she just laughed her ass off.

On-stream: she doesn´t have you around that much/other than in the background/but when you are there beside her, she has most of her attention fixated on you. she likes kissing, hugging and sitting with you, even if in front of everyone. and she doesn´t get embarrassed about it.

Off-stream: if possible she´s even more affectionate, the only reason is because she doesn´t want you to be embarrassed. but if you gave her permission, she would be all over you at all times, at parties, events, on stream, in front of friends and family... you get it.

she loves you a lot, even when you´re not around.

Bronya

How chat found out: she streams a lot, like a ton. so of course you´d either get home while she´s streaming or just be home in general. she´s very busy so you don´t say anything other than "i´m home", when you check on her after being out. or other times it´s you delivering food to her. in general chat mainly thinks that your just some friends living together, but thats only because they don´t know that you´re dating, and you don´t plan on revealing it right now. maybe because you either were busy, didn´t want to or you were scared of her viewers reaction/but she does comfort you, and tell you that they will accept it/.

the way they knew you were dating, was mainly because of you two being stupid. she was on a little break/since she had been streaming the last 5-6 hours, with only 3-4 breaks(send help)/and you walked into her room giving her a snack and kissed her on the cheek. that would have been okay normally, but this time she forgot to turn off the mic. leaving you to realize that after you looked at the chat, because it was going wild. you both then got embarrassed and she turned the stream off. she was supposed to stream for a few more hours but ditched the idea. and in the next week or so she now had to introduce you, when you were fully ready of course.

On-stream: she doesn´t show that much affection, since she gets easily embarrassed and looks almost identical to a tomato. but sometimes she will do cooking streams with you, and try to show off a little/that would be even cuter if you were a baker or cook, just saying(totally not trying to say anything)/but it doesn´t end that well.

Off-stream: she loves to hug, kiss and cuddle you. she feels so much more confident when you´re the only one watching, so she tries to show that she loves you as much as she can. she also feels safer when its only you and her.

she loves her job, but not as much as she loves you.

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[nikirikistan]

My music bank partner

~ wonbin ~

𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: 𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒍!𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒃𝒊𝒏 𝒙 𝒊𝒅𝒐𝒍!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇, 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒚

𝒔𝒚𝒏𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒔: 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒃𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒄 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒌'𝒔 𝑴𝑪𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂 𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒌. 𝑭𝒍𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒂 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔?

Super Shy - NewJeans

The camera pans to show Wonbin. His hands were covering his face. "Wonbin, are you okay?" you asked, gently holding his wrists removing them from his handsome face. "What's wrong Wonbin?" "Something on your mind?" putting on a worried face.

He reads his script before hesitantly reading it out loud, "Wait a minute...while i make you mine". Some truth to that sentence.

Hearing him say that makes your heart race, but it also makes you sad since there is no chance of 'us' happenning.

You both say "Music cue" at the same time. Dancing to 'Super Shy' together.

Killin' Me Good - JIHYO

You've been mcing together for a few months now, and you're getting closer. You were excited to spend some time with him today. Except today, Wonbin has to be on set with the 'knowing brothers'. At the very least, you'll get to see him next week, you reasoned, attempting to see the bright side.

You were standing next to Jaehyun from 'Boynextdoor', who was Wonbin's replacement for the day. He is attractive, resembling Heeseung from 'enhypen,' of which you were a fan.

"You're killin me" putting your hands on your heart acting hurt. "What's wrong, what did i do y/n?" Jaehyun sulking.

"You're making me feel something new" you said with at smile. "Oh really y/n?" he asked, smiling at the camera.

"You're making me feel so brand new". "Oh, i should mc with you more then!" "Don't you guys think so?" He said waving at the camera.

Wonbin watching on his phone, Jaehyun waving at 'him'. He felt a tinge in his heart. Was he...jealous? At the very least, Jaehyun's a good guy...

Memories - RIIZE

You and Wonbin have completed interviewing all the groups. You're both alone in the shared waiting room, resting together.

"So how was it mcing with Jaehyun?" He pretended to be unbothered. "It was good, but i wanted to mc with you, the script was really fun." You stated. "Really?" he asked, knowing you were flirting with the male mc. Did that mean you wanted to flirt with him? he wondered.

"Did you watch it?" you questioned. "Yea, i did during my break" he admitted. "Was i okay?" "I'm not sure why i felt so awkward." "I guess i just got used to you." you admit, flushing slightly. He noticed. "I enjoy mcing with you." he added, blushing.

Wonbin came and sat next to you, facing you. "Did you listen to 'memories' ?" he said hoping. "Yeah, i did, it was so good Wonbin" "You did great" you added.

"Well...i made up my own script based on 'memories' for you." he explained shyly. "Really!?" "Are you gonna show me now?" you smirked. "Yes" he responded, preparing his upbeat mc voice.

"Y/n!! don't wanna waste all these feeling!" he exclaimed, while shooting you finger hearts and dancing. You chuckled. All these feeling? You thought. Does he feel the same? Nah, most likely not. "I gotta taste" he said. When he finished, you giggled, pleased that he had put on a little show for you.

"Wonbin that was so good!!" "If I had known you were going to do this, I would have written a script for you as well."

He grinned at me and nodded, wanting it.

"I made this just for you to confess something..." He said nervously. "What is it?" You said confused.

"I like you"

"..."

"y/n...i understand if you don-"

"I like you too Wonbin"

As you express your feelings, you approached him on your tiptoes. Face so close, both of you making eye contact. Your faces both so flushed. Room quiet only both of your breathing heard.

Slowly, he leaned in. You do the same. His lips were incredibly soft and gentle.

She's returning my kiss! Wonbin thought, "I could stay like this FOREVER."

You both seperated, a little out of breath. "So..." you said. "So..." he added. For a few seconds, there was silence, it felt like hours. He then reaches for both of your hands, which you allow.

"Will you be my girlfriend?". he said nervously.

"YES." you hugged him.

He hugged back tightly.

Both of you not worrying about your companies.

a/n: got motivated by one comment. glad someome likes my writing<3

[jessysapphireblue]

Akward Morning Luffy x reader

Nickname included is Je, which you can replace. Crazy strawhats being crazy. Enjoy.

Part 2 ----> Here

Morning dawned over the horizon, the Straw Hat Pirates waking up from their slumber. Luffy was snoring away, sprawled like a starfish across your bed, you also still sleeping, an arm over his waist, and head on his shoulder.

Loud knocking woke your boyfriend up, as he heard Usopp saying something. Yawning and stretching, he stood up and tapped to the door, hand in his hair as he opened it. "Usopp? What´s wrong?" "Ah! You´re here! I thought you-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!", his best friend began to talk but drifted off, screaming loudly at him.

"Why are you screaming?", asked Luffy. " YOU´RE NAKED!!!!". Silence came over them as Luffy looked down. "Oh, no wonder that I feel so cold" "Luffy! You-" "mmh", Usopp got interrupted by your voice, Luffy looking over with a grin. "Je is currently waking up. What is-USOPP!!", Luffy saw his best friend pale as a ghost.

Slaaming the door in his face, Luffy was confused but turned around. "He´s weird today" "Who is?", you spoke, finally up, stretching yourself. "Usopp! I guess Sanji put something in his food, or Chopper tested some medicine on him...pants pants", he said and looked around for his pants.

"Morning everyone!", shouted Luffy as you both arrived in the kitchen. Sanji looked something in between mad and sad. "Why, you lucky bastard?!" "Hm?" "Why do you slept by our Goddess again?! I want to be the one next to her" "Sanji I told you my room is always open for anyone", you admitted with a soft smile.

"But my Goddess! I mean sleeping by your side! Not that rubber idiot!!! Waking up next to you would be a blessing for my heart and soul, to see you the first thing in the morning!", he began to swoon around you.

During breakfast, Usopp poked in his food before pushing it away. "Usopp? Are you ok? Not eating?", Franky asked. "Are you sick?!". Chopper was worried. "Oi, you better eat it long nose"

"No. I can´t", he said, hands in a prayer, his index fingers touching his lips. "A stomachache?", asked Robin. "That would be better than what I saw!", he admitted. "A monster?" "Sea King?" "Your face in the mirror?", asked Zoro. "You bastard! No!!! THESE TWO!", he pointed to you and Luffy.

"Eh, did we do something wrong?", you asked. "Not that I remember", said Luffy and took his best friends plate. "Don´t you play with me! My innocence is gone!!!" "You? And innocent?", Nami was more than doubtful. "Yes! Before it clicked on them!"

"What did you do, Luffy?", asked Robin. "Nothing! He knocked and I opened and then he screamed", admitted your boyfriend before you feed him, making him shine.

"YOU WERE BUTT ASS NAKED!!!", the sniper yelled so loudly that his voice cracked, "AND SHE WAS STILL IN BED! YOUR CLOTHES WERE EVERYWHERE! YOU TWO FUCKED!!!"

Silence. "Yohohohoho, Usopp-san, I think you were still dreaming", laughed Brook. "Ah, no. He was right. Je and I slept together", grinned Lu widely, while you blushed bright red.

"WHAAAAAAAAA?!", Nami, Sanji and Chopper screamed. The rest was too shocked to speak. "Luffy! What did you do?!", Nami was about to attack him. "What? I didn´t put a baby in Je" "How the hell do you know how that works?!", Sanji was having a meltdown. "Of course I know how sex works. I´m not dumb!", protested your captain.

"HAHAHAHAHA!!! Our captain is more man than you, hentai-brow!", laughed Zoro. "Fu fu fu, was it fun?" "Robin!" "Yes! With Je it is always fun. We laugh and have fun, and kiss us a lot" "Wait...always?", asked Franky.

"Yeah, we did it a couple times already", beamed Luffy with innocence and you could vanish. Usopp stood up. "Usopp?", asked Chopper. "It was nice meeting you all, I sacrifice myself to the Sea" "USOPP NO!!!", Chopper cried. "I´m traumatized for life! Luffy and ...THIS! Is something that I never thought would happen" "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Luffy-kun, you are a real man now!", laughed Jinbe, everyone completely ignoring Sanji and Zoro fighting outside.

"Yohohoho, Luffy-san?" "Yes brook?" Brook bend down to him. "What color are her panties today?", he asked, awaiting as your boyfriend closed his eyes. "mmmh...ah! Blue like the sky" "Yohohohohoho", Brook dripped blood from his nose. "YOU PERVERT!", Nami kicked him full force outside.

You finally stood up. "Je?" "I shoot myself to the sun", you admitted, face high red as you walked out, the chaos continued.

[gatitties]

Hiii!! I'm so happy that you're taking requests again. I love your writing! May I request Strawhats, Heart Pirates and Kid Pirates x female!teen!reader (Platonic)? Reader gets captured by the Marines for, I don't know, four months? And they got tortured nearly daily. Everyone has to win her trust again, because the torture was brutal and they took too long to get her out. The reader was extremely affectionate and cheery before she got captured, so her avoiding their touches and staying quiet really overdrive their nerves worrying about her. (By the way, if you can add Vivi, Yamato and Carrot to the Strawhats that would be great! They're part of the crew in my eyes. But if that's too much trouble then that's okay!)

─Strawhats, Heart Pirates & Kid Pirates x teen!reader (Platonic)

─Summary: Being kidnapped is not a pretty experience, neither is torture, your entire personality will change completely, but maybe they can heal your emotional wounds.

─Warnings: slight mention of kidnapping and torture

─ Everyone is devastated by your disappearance at first, if it weren't for the fact that it was something that not even they expected, Luffy would have burst in immediately to avoid everything that awaited you.

─ While everyone's anxiety increased every day, your hope faded little by little.

─ You remained adamant about not talking gritting your teeth as you felt all kinds of pain even when you moved a single finger.

─ They were mentally punishing themselves for letting them kidnap you and it created a huge commotion, no matter how much has passed, everyone continues counting the days while investigating information about your whereabouts.

─ Once you meet them again, it breaks their soul to see you in such a deplorable state, you barely seemed alive.

─ Chopper took care of all your wounds, noticing how you flinched with every touch, he was worried when you swatted Carrot when she tried to gently caress your back to comfort you.

─ Vivi and Nami did everything possible to make your smile shine again, but you couldn't even look up to face them, they would be constantly watching in case something happened or you needed help.

─ Sanji insisted that your diet be strict since it seemed like you had been starved, although he didn't receive your praise or help like before, he would be patient with that.

─ Zoro seems quite angry, not with you, but with the people who have made you like this, you used to admire his training and fawn foolishly, although he never said anything, he liked to see you there in that happy mood.

─ Usopp, Franky, Brook and Robin will take cautious steps with you, they know that you are more sensitive than usual so they will not force interactions that were previously everyday like hugs or quality time, at least, you would return to that slowly in the hope of to see your eyes shine with enthusiasm again.

─ Luffy and Yamato will be the least cautious, they will scold you slightly if they see that you are quieter than usual or if you don' t join in their games as usual, of course, they are somewhat more insistent than the others and more direct, but if you are really uncomfortable or overwhelmed, they will give you your space.

─ They just hope that all that horrible experience will be erased from your mind, they will assure you that no one else will put you through that hell again while they are there.

─ Law really didn't expect the plan to end so badly, he was really worried when he received the information that you were now being held captive with marines.

─ He really thought that not even the lowest scum would torture a teen, but his assumptions were wrong.

─ Shachi and Penguin were the ones who found you after you miraculously managed to escape, they were doing the relevant search for another barracks when you staggered towards them.

─ They cried with happiness and anger when they saw that you were alive but full of marks and wounds, they took you to Polar Tang immediately to leave that island and receive treatment.

─ A whole commotion was generated when the others saw you passed out in the arms of those two, Law remained silent, still with anxiety in the pit of his stomach when he was healing you.

─ He knew it, you weren't even awake and your body was reacting negatively to his touch, even if his intentions were harmless, you cringed with every bandage on your skin and even kicked him when you suddenly woke up.

─ Law wasn't bothered because you didn't apologize for that, he just frowned and continued the work with a little help from Bepo to hold you back since you were still having a hard time getting used to the fact that he wouldn't hurt you, it was an involuntary stimulus.

─ They had to scold Ikkaku because she jumped at you to hug you, although she managed to catch you, you hissed like an abused cat, which broke the woman's heart when she saw that you did not reciprocate something so everyday for both of you.

─ Bepo was disappointed not to be able to have your morning hug like every day too.

─ Law strictly expressed everything they should do around you, he knew that right now you were as delicate as glass and that your personality would not change from one day to the next.

─ They took it easy while you adjusted back to your old ways, feeling a little better about your surroundings.

─ Everyone celebrated in silence (because loud noises would scare you) when you decided to join in on your own to play cards instead of watching emotionlessly or locking yourself in your room.

─ Kid tried with everything he had, but it was inevitable that they would take you in the middle of a battle, before his eyes, if he could, his anger would have set his hair on fire.

─ Killer had to make a tactical retreat if they didn't want more casualties for the moment, and everyone decided to flee while the worst days of your existence passed.

─ Of course, Kid's pirates are quite brutal, they didn't do a little search for you, they burned and destroyed all the marine bases where they couldn't find you, being a threat to the future for whoever really wants to kidnap you again, because they were clear that they would find you.

─ And they did it, although they didn't like the sight in the slightest, your bruised state gave them a direct blow to the heart, taking into account that you were the smallest of the crew, they had that obligation to guide you and keep you safe.

─ Wire took you back to the ship while the others enjoyed destroying everything around them.

─ The crew did not usually be very open in terms of physical contact, but you were, you always found an opening to hang on to one of the boys and do something stupid, however, you did not even dare to get closer than two meters.

─ They also noticed that your idle, squeaky voice couldn't be heard chattering about anything you found interesting, which bothered them a little, thinking that all the chaos they had caused to get to you hadn't been enough.

─ The first one who dared to confront you was Heat, this crew does not have much tact when communicating things, but although his words were harsh, he wanted to assure you that none of this would happen again.

─ Killer softened and reaffirmed those words, hoping that you would slowly return to the same person you were before, he himself is not a happy and dazzling man, probably no one on the crew, but that's why they had you, they needed your optimism and smile to contrast.

─ Kid will get fed up quickly if you continue playing hide and seek in your room and will drag you like a scolded puppy so that you can spend time with them again like before, although he will let you free if he really sees that you are having a bad time, Kid can be a bad guy, but he wouldn't make you cry being one of his comrades.

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3. Trip to Busan

⚠️Spoilers ahead

The events of last night still ran through your head as you made your way to class. Harin opening herself up to you, trusting you with something so fragile. The kiss and the fight, today was the day you'd find out if she was serious. Would you end up like jaeun or was she bluffing all along? You entered an empty classroom and decided to read up on the material instead of working on your newest art project. It didn't take too long before The door to the classroom opened and harin walked in. her eyes drift to the other desks, checking if anyone had been in here before locking the door preventing you from escaping her.

"what are you doing? I don't have time for your games if you want to hurt me go ahead." you sighed as you leaned back in your seat. There's no point in fighting her so you just stretch out your hand, "let's just get it over with."

She walks closer and grabs your hand, "Don't you trust me?"

"I don't, Not after last night." why would she think you'd trust her after everything she said?

"i haven't said anything to anyone. For all they know you're still off limits." she sits down on your desk.

"am I supposed to thank you for that?" you raised an eyebrow, "do whatever you want and then leave. I need to finish this chapter before cla-" before you know it harin had cut you off with a kiss.

She pulls away at the sound of the door rattling, "don't make a sound." she stands up and walks towards the door. "what do you want? Don't you know that locked doors mean people don't want to be disturbed?" She snapped at the person once she opened the door.

"i-I I'm so sorry Harin I didn't know you were in here." you didn't really recognize the voice but you knew it wasn't a student by the tone. How much power does she have? Even the teachers are scared of her.

"don't let it happen again." she said and then closed the door, locking it once again. She makes a shushing gesture when you were about to say something, the sound of footsteps were still too close to her liking.

You got up from your seat as she sits on top of your desk again," you said I could do whatever I want." she pulls you to her by your tie, spreading her legs slightly so you could stand in-between them. "this is what I want."

You put your hands on the table, trapping her in-between your arms as you leaned closer to her. "what if I don't want this?"

"we both know you do." she raised a hand and pulled you in by the back of your neck. "don't fight me on this"

"I thought you were going to leave me alone?" you catch yourself looking at her lips.

"do you really want me to leave you alone?" She raised an eyebrow as she pulled back slightly, " I can just walk out of here if you want."

"interesting," you smirked, " do you realize you've threatened me with leaving a few times the past few days? Yet you never do."

"don't let it get to your head." she glared as she pushed you away from her, "are you looking forward to our class trip? 3 days to Busan without anyone around."

"mmh, I don' t know if I'll be coming to be honest." you sat down on the other chair of your desk and returned your attention to your textbook again.

"what? You have to go!" She put a hand on your book as you were reading your final chapter, "it's just 3 days! Why don't you want to go?"

" because I don't want to see anything that's going to happen when we're there." you looked up at her, " it's just our class for 3 days and Mr. Lim, who's a creep as we all know."

"you don't have to worry about that. He won't do anything, I'll make sure of it."

"I'll go if you promise to leave everyone alone. No bullying this weekend." you knew she couldn't keep such a promise but would she try it nonetheless?

"how about this," she got off your desk and closed your book, "I won't hurt anyone IF you room with me. I can't make promises about the others but I'll talk with them to try and keep the peace for those 3 days."

You rolled your eyes at her answer. Everyone knows she holds the power, what she says goes. If she tells them to not bully anyone for 3 days that's what's going to happen. "why do you want to room with me? Yesterday you said to keep this a secret."

"because I don't want you to share a room with anyone else. How else am I supposed to do this-" she leans down and plants a kiss on your lips, "when you're sharing with someone else."

"so is this your way of telling me you want me to yourself?" you smirk, "careful miss baek, your mask is slipping again."

The bell suddenly sounds through the room and ruins the moment. Harin abruptly pulls away like she' s just been burned or snapped back from a daydream and walks towards the door. "think about it and let me know by the end of the day."

After thinking about the deal with harin, You decided you would join the trip after all. The opportunity to go to Busan and draw the scenery was one of the pro's. You'd be lying if you didn't have ulterior motives, sharing a room with harin? How cute would she look when she's asleep and not terrorizing people? Also you were curious if she'd keep her promise. so skip a few days and here you were. Sitting in the sand drawing the landscape of Busan when suddenly a life guard came running out of the building and towards Mr. Lim.

"mr. Lim You have to come to the pool, a student fell into the water."

"what who?" he followed the guard inside. Most of the girls who were at the pool could swim so you weren't really worried until you hear the guard again. Your pencil fell out of your hand when you heard harin's name. Not caring about your stuff you ran inside towards the pool and saw harin sitting on a chair with Mr. Lim thanking the guard. Your eyes drift to harin who's sitting on a chair, staring out in front of her as the other girls look at her. As your eyes drift over them, you realize that jaeun and eunjeong are just as wet and they probably jumped after harin to save her.

Your attention turned to harin as she yelled at Mr. Lim to be quiet. Without a second look she passed by you and left the room to go get changed. Nobody said a word as they started to leave, wooji was looking more jumpy then ever and by the looks of it eunjeong had hurt herself by jumping in. You quickly retrieved your stuff outside and then searched for harin in the dressing room. She was putting on her cardigan as you walked in, "Hey, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." she didn't look at you and her tone suggested for you to drop whatever you were here for.

"what happened? Why were you even at the pool? You can't swim."

"I know I can't swim! I just fell okay? Now leave." she snapped and left the room.

You didn't take it to heart since she did just fall in the water, she was probably still a bit shook up. You noticed her vitamins tin on the bench and picked it up, you'd give it back when you get her alone again. The drive to the hotel doesn't take long and you were roomed with Harin, doa, dayeon, eunbyeol and eunjeong. It wasn't your first choice to room with dayeon or eunbyeol but at least you had doa and eunjeong. The moment harin said she was sharing with you eunbyeol looked mad.

"why do you even want her here?" She asked as she looked at you with disgust.

"are you questioning my decisions?" harin looked at her and the other girls just watched between the 3 of you.

"j-just wondering." eunbyeol stuttered.

Time flies by and you're all making the lanterns per group, writing down whatever you wished for and let them go into the sky. You managed to give harin her vitamins back and were now sitting on one of the rocks looking at the others down on the sand. Your eyes drift to harin who was leaning against a rock, staring ahead of her as eunbyeol hovered around her. You never really liked eunbyeol, sure harin isn't the best person either but there's something about eunbyeol that you don't like. Maybe it's because she's acting so fake while the others don't hide their dislike for harin. As you're drifting away in your thoughts you see her bend down and tie harin's shoe for her, seriously she's taking things too far.

You stand up and go to your room. Doa was watching a lecture when you arrived and eunjeong was on her phone. all these girls were in some way controlled by harin and here you were, the only person who's there willingly because of your dumb crush. Maybe you should just ask someone to switch? No, you couldn't do that to anyone. What if you just ask jaeun and the rest if you could stay at their room? No, harin would definitely explode when she finds out you left her for jaeun and sooji.

As soon as you lay down on the bed the door opens and harin walks inside, "What's wrong? I saw you leave at the beach and you looked mad."

"nothing." you scrolled on your phone until harin straddled your hips and took it from you "Hey! Give it back" you hold out your hand but she just tossed it to the other side of the bed.

"tell me" she grabbed both your hands and softly runs her thumbs over them, "please, tell me if something is wrong? Let me take care of it for once? No strings attached."

"it's nothing harin." you sighed as you looked at your joined hands, "why do you keep me around?"

"what do you mean?" She leaned her head to the side and you couldn't help but smile at the adorable sight.

"is this real? Whatever this is between us, is it real or is it just...." you trailed off but you knew she would understand what you wanted to say.

"haven't we been over this already?" She smiled lightly, "I like you, you're not a game to me. I swear." she leaned down and planted a couple of kisses on your lips before drifting to your neck.

You couldn't stop yourself from moaning when you felt her start to run her tongue down your neck, biting and kissing as she went lower with each one. Your hands go up to her waist, slipping under her shirt but she pulls away slightly.

"No touching…" she pushed your hands above your head and leaned down again, marking your body. "i'm so happy you're wearing shorts and a loose t-shirt to sleep. Makes this a lot easier for me." she grinned as one of her hands slip under your shirt, caressing the soft skin of your abdomen before trailing a finger down to your shorts.

"harin -" you got cut off as her phone started ringing, "please ignore that." you ask but she pulls away anyways.

"I can't," she sits up, straddling you once more as she reaches for her phone. "shit I need to go." she gets off of you completely and starts to type a message to someone, "i'm sorry but I need to take care of something. we can continue this when I get back okay?" She leans over to press a quick kiss on your lips and then leaves you alone in bed.

Before you could think too much about it eunbyeol comes inside and quickly leaves again when she didn't see harin in there. What could harin possibly need to take care off? You haven't been here for a full day! Surely she wouldn't break her promise this fast would she? after a second thought, she did leave you alone for something so it better be important to her. The only important thing to harin that you know she could take care of from here is her stupid game. If that's the case you really don't want to be awake when she comes back, so you turn off the lights and head to bed.

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Betrayed and Replaced

Summary: Minho is in shock at how quickly he got replaced!

Disclaimer: this fic is written and copyrighted by ©hee0soo on tumblr. do not rewrite or repost on any other plattforms without my permission.

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“I guess this is a lesson in not trusting people, right?” Minho whined at you, looking utterly devastated as you were sitting in the middle of his parent’s living room!

“Oh don´t be so dramatic you big baby! It´s not like I killed someone!”

Rolling your eyes at his dramatic behavior, you returned your attention to the 3 fur balls who were circling you and the treats you had like sharks would an injured seal.

With Soonie curling himself up in your lap and Doongie almost yelling at you to receive the same attention as his brother, it left Dori sitting next to you and munching on the little snacks you were giving the youngest.

“You might as well kill me at this point! My children have left me for you! How could I not feel absolutely betrayed by all of you?”

In the background you could hear Minho´s mom snorting in amusement.

The boy, also having heard his mother being amused by the antics of her son, glared into the direction of where the insulting noise came from.

He wasn´t used to not having all of his kids unrivaled attention or at least not used to having to share it with another person!

Treats, Snacks and food? They´d immediately leave him for that but another person? No, that had not happened before, not even when Felix had come over that one time!

“Dong Dong-ah! Come cuddle your daddy please?” he tried to talk the talkative cat into coming over to where he stood in the doorway to the kitchen.

Doongie stopped his concert for a moment to glare at the dancer before returning his attention back to you. His little nose was tickling your bare arm as he sniffed you, only to rub his head against you.

Minho, horrified at being ignored again, huffed and put his hand on his chest, holding his wounded heart!

“Ignored, cast aside and replaced by my own girlfriend! How could you 4 brats do that to me?”

Your boyfriend received 4 very unimpressed looks by you and the cats and just as he wanted to defend himself further, he felt a hand slap in on the back of his head!

“Lee Minho! You do not call this lovely girl a brat in MY company!”

Flinching slightly at the gentle pat to his head by his mother, Minho barely held back a curse at her and you had to hold yourself back from snorting at the face he was making.

“Eomma, not you too!”

His mom shrugged and winked at you. Leaving you and her son alone in the living room.

Yes, this was definitely the mother of Lee Minho! Just as savage and just as lovable!

“Great so my girl didn´t just steal my cats heart but also my eommas! What´s next? You gonna debut with Stray Kids next comeback? Steal STAYs from me?”

Watching him lose his marbles over the situation had you in shambles. The situation was just too funny as to not laugh at Minho´s pout.

“Don´t worry yeobo, yours is the only heart I want to steal!” you smiled at him and the redness suddenly coating his neck and ears.

The boy did not expect the sudden confession and was stunned to silence. Fidgeting in his place he didn´t know where to look all of a sudden. Way to flustered to react.

You reached out to him with your hand, wanting him to take it and sit with you to cuddle the cats together.

“Please come play with us?”

One thing he always crumbled to was when you acted cute! Didn´t matter how often you did it, the dancer caved ever, single, time!

And that´s what you used to your advantage right now!

Your voice pitched just the slightest bit higher while batting your lashes at him with the softest pout you could muster and it worked like a charm.

The combination of what you were doing with his children surrounding you was, even if he played the huffy boyfriend, a heartwarming sight to him!

 Your boyfriend came to sit at your side, basically taking Dori´s place who instead now was rubbing herself against her dad!

Sonnie stretched a little to also sniff at the boy while Doongie decided to continue ignoring him.

Used to his middle childs antics, Minho rolled his eyes fondly at him.

“See, they want you here with us just as much I do!” you spoke as you were bending down to pet the orange cats ears in your lap.

Fondness came over Minho as he watched to gentleness of your patting and brushing through Soonies fur.

His hand found its place under your chin, forcing your head up and making you face him.

Your eyes found his and for a moment you just looked at each other, basking in the presence of the other! Minho trailed his thumb over your lower lip ever so slightly before you leaned in to place your lips against his!

Eyes shut you just enjoyed the feeling of having him close, moving your lips against his!

Forehead leaning against yours he used his second hand he placed it on your neck, caressing the skin there with feathery light touches.

The kiss was broken by Minho pulling back just barely so his mouth stayed hovering over yours.

“I love you!” he whispered and you could feel his breath hitting your skin.

Instead of answering, you kissed him again.

The moment was broken however by Doongie attacking your foot! Having lost your attention to his dad was apparently not something the cat was happy about.

Letting out a little squeak at the claws and teeth suddenly stuck in your toes, you pulled away from your boyfriend and Minho almost howled in laughter.

“Yah, don´t laugh at my pain!” you complained.

“I- I´m sorry jagi-ya, but that was hilarious!” he beamed at you.

“You´re so mean to mee!”

Minho pulled you towards him, hugging you tightly and kissing your forehead finally calming down from his glee.

You melted into the touch, reaching over to Dori and running your fingers over her head!

Raveling in the comfortable feeling for a while and enjoying the silence of the room, you couldn´t help but ask,

“So, daddy huh?”

Minho groaned exasperated.

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Embarrassing themself in front of Mc-4K Followers Special

Lucifer

he fell asleep in his own Coffee and nearly drowned in it, guess that´s what happens if you use a giant ass mug as a Coffee cup

wasn´t the first time it happened too at least during those times it was a small cup and the worst that happened was him spilling his Coffee and ruining some of his paperwork

but nope this time it was him drowning in it and falling out of his chair with his flailing

you would have loved to do nothing more than tell this to Satan and Belphie but Lucifer told you he will take away all of your sweets, even the hidden ones

it would have not been worth it good thing he didn´t say anything about pictures

Mammon

he got his pants pulled down right in front of you but he´s a lot more embarrassed than you are

it seems like he always forgets that you already saw everything that is to see because he refuses to wear clothes to sleep

and that he always crawls into your bed to cuddle…

also he was at least allowed to keep his underwear on so it´s even less embarrassing in your opinion

though it makes sense for him to be embarrassed I mean that isn´t something to get used to easily

at least he doesn´t have to think about what just happened because he´s chasing down whoever decided to do this

Leviathan

he fell asleep on you when he forgot to stock up on energy drinks

which isn´t really that embarrassing but also that´s Levi who isn´t really used to physical touch so I guess it makes sense???

also pretty weird that he immediately jumped away like you burned him as soon as he noticed you

at least it woke him up but he threw you out of his room for it which didn´t really bother you because you can finally fall asleep

you wanted to go to bed earlier but come on you can´t just wake him up when he falls asleep, it´s a very cute and rare sight that you couldn´t just destroy

Satan

he fell into a puddle trying to catch a Kitten that was about to fall, he didn´t catch it

I mean… he technically did while he face planted into a dirty body of water the Kitten landed on his back and just walked away

it didn´t even look back or anything it just straight up went “bye Bitch” while Satan took a mud bath

and he was a little bit embarrassed about it but not that much, he just doesn´t want you to tell anybody he knows his Brothers will tease him about this when they learn so you´ll have to be really quiet about it

Asmodeus

you saw him without make-up and while that´s usually a normal thing if you live with somebody it´s nearly impossible with Asmo

and he does his best to keep it that way, nobody should be allowed to see him when he isn´t at his best

he´s also known to destroy the few fools who saw him and weren´t related to him especially if they decided to talk about it or even worse take picture´s of him like this!

But as long as you´ll be a nice little Sheep and keep quiet there is nothing for you to worry about

he does sound more murderous then embarrassed right now but belief me he is, he just doesn´t show it

Beelzebub

he accidentally ate one of your plushies, it was shaped like a cupcake and had the same size and everything

he´s also embarrassed that you had to help him puke it back up because as much as he would like the ability to he can´t digest it all to good

he´s really sorry and will replace it when he has the time to and until then he will gladly take it´s spot

but please don´t tell anybody what he did he´ll get another scolding from Lucifer for eating something he isn´t allowed to

Belphegor

he punched you in the face while he was yawning but this isn´t really what embarrassed him it was that you punched him out of the bed in retaliation

even worse that you do the same thing as him so it´s extra embarrassing that a Human of all creatures can pack quiet the punch

he still wishes it wasn´t him who got punched, if it was somebody else especially Lucifer he would have found the situation hilarious

but nooo it had to be him and now he´s pissed and his day is ruined because you won´t allow him to stay with you

horrible day all around

Diavolo

he tried to cuddle a Little.D and it scratched him, he might have also accidentally thrown it into a wall because it shocked him so much

don´t worry the Little.D was fine, flew quiet the distance but it was barely harmed

what wasn´t barely harmed was his pride, he was not only embarrassed because he accidentally threw the Little.D but also that you saw him do it

he made you promise to never talk about it and that you will act like it never happened or he will be forced to take action

and yes he was serious about this he has his ways to make people forget their memories forever

Barbatos

he tripped that´s it he didn´t fall or anything he just got caught in the end of the carpet and stumbled a bit and that´s what embarrassed him

I mean it makes sense because Barbatos is pretty much perfect all of the time so a little blunder would be embarrassing for him but it´s kinda funny to think about

he´s just embarrassed about the most normal of all things, it´s even a bit cute

bit less cute was his threats when you told anybody about what happened, he sure knows every threat and torture there is doesn´t he?

at least you got some cake that Barbatos made and tea for not saying anything

Solomon

he fell into one of his potions which wouldn´t be that embarrassing in itself but he fell into a bottled one

and not to get into to much detail but it was bad as in “if I didn´t know he was immortal I would wonder how he´s still alive bad” and Solomon just sees it as an embarrassing oopsie

yeah that was a weird one because it also took a while to clean everything including healing Solomon, I mean the healing was quick just getting all of that out was bad

and that Solomon insisted that he was fine which technically he was but technically doesn´t count

he did enjoying your pampering (basic Human contact and decency) though

Simeon

he mistook you for Luke, that´s it that´s what embarrassed him he didn´t even say anything bad he just told that “you” are supposed to keep your room clean and put everything away when you are done

which honestly should have been embarrassing for Luke more than anything else, which it also was but that isn´t the point

it also isn´t like you aren´t used to people bossing you around, you even told him that it confused you more than anything when he said that to you

but he was still embarrassed at least it´s something you both can easily laugh about in due time

Mephistopheles

you saw him quiet literally eat shit, to your astonishment he clears up after his own Horses but on this day it would have been better if he didn´t

because Horses are little shit´s especially the Hell variant, it actually waited until he crouched down and kicked and unfortunately for him he landed in the Horse shit

and while normally you would take advantage of such a situation and make fun of the person, Mephisto looked mortified enough for you to just shut up and do your best to help him clean up

neither of you ever talked about this and never will and even if you would try to bring it up Mephisto will shut you up real fast

Raphael

he got tricked into eating a bar of soap and you saw him just completely eat it before saying it tasted funny

I mean you did say you know that he got tricked but still shocked on how he could just eat the entire thing and not stop after the first bite

he was pretty embarrassed when you laughed when he told you that it didn´t taste as bad when it was still looking nice

despite that you also tried a little piece, it was honestly a pretty weird thing to witness

it was your turn to be embarrassed when you spit out bubbles

Thirteen

she accidentally punched you in the face, which sounds like an embarrassing enough thing to do

but she also nearly blew you up with a completely harmless trap and this was more mortifying than anything!

It wasn´t even supposed to kill somebody and it nearly did how embarrassing must that be if you have as much experience as her!

and it would have also sucked if she accidentally killed you she supposes, but if you died she could at leas take solace in the fact that nobody was there to witness her blunder

but now she has to deal with the embarrassment of nearly killing somebody she cares about on accident and a malfunctioning trap

at least this gave her the brilliant idea for re-purposing it in one meant for killing!

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Pure Desire - Alternate Ending Part 2 (CL16 x Reader)

Part 2 of the alternate ending . Let me know what you think!! :)

Word count: 3,500

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Warnings: smut, tiny bit of angst, mentions of JB17, 18+

It´s been two months since you told Charles to leave and you haven´t really spoken since. Only some situations at work forced you to interact with him, but you managed to keep them as short as possible. You were still so angry at him, although you tried to get over it. But you did not only lose some guy you slept with, you lost your best friend. There were times where you could count on Charles, where you shared secrets and thoughts with him. You missed that. You also tried your best to suppress those stupid butterflies which were still growing in your stomach when you saw him. He hurt you so much, how could you still simp over him like that?

Lando and Max were helping you a lot during the past months. It was difficult for them to be friends with you and Charles at the same time, but you didn’t want them to pick a side. So it came that Lando and Max were by Charles´ side when he was down. It was late august and race day in Suzuka. Not only has Suzuka always been special to Charles because of what happened to his godfather, Jules, but it also happened to be Jules´ birthday. Charles started from pole position today. To say that he was eager to win would’ve been an understatement. He was willing to give everything to win this race. But luck wasn´t with him. It all went well, until he had his first pit stop. He finished the stop on P4, right behind George Russell. During his overtake George pulled to the side and crashed into him, leaving him in the gravel. Luckily both drivers were able to get out of their cars, but for a moment Charles wished to not go out. He failed. Again. He didn’t see that it wasn’t his fault, that it wasn’t even George´s fault. Simply a race incident, because George didn’t see Charles properly. Charles was devastated.

“Charles, please tell us what we can do. You need to eat something. Or sleep”, Max said. “Yeah mate, we´re worried. What can we do to make you feel better?” Lando asked. “There´s nothing you can do”, Charles whispered with his racing suit still on. “I want y/n”, he suddenly whispered and Lando and Max exchanged looks. “Go”, Charles said and looked at the floor. “Max, you won the race, you should celebrate”. “I won´t celebrate if you sit here like this, I-“ “Just fucking go okay? I don´t want your pity or anything just please go and leave me alone”, Charles yelled and Lando and Max looked at each other again, before they sighed and left the room. They weren’t upset with Charles, they knew that he didn’t mean it. “Do you think we should tell her? She was always the one to cheer him up”, Lando said and Max shrugged his shoulders. “I´ve never seen him like this, honestly. I mean he even said that he wanted to see her, right? Maybe we should look for her”. They agreed and went to the Ferrari hospitality. It didn’t take long to find you and you smiled. “Hey guys, what´s with the long faces? I think you both have enough reasons to celebrate”, she laughed and pulled both of them into a warm hug. “Y/n, we need to tell you something”, Max said and you frowned. “What´s up?”. “Charles is.. well we don’t even know. He wouldn’t talk to us and he even yelled at us for leaving him alone. We´re worried”. You closed your eyes and breathed in. You had a feeling that Charles would be like this after what happened. “I mean yes he crashed but it happened to all of us, why is he being like this?” Lando said and you looked at him. “Well, you know that Suzuka has always been important to him and with Jules´ birthday today.. I think it´s understandable”, you answered and the boys widened their eyes. “Today is Jules birthday?!” Max gasped and you nodded. “Fuck, we didn’t know!”

You were torn. You know that Charles would be there for you if you needed him, no matter what. The situation was bad but you couldn’t just leave him alone, right? You sighed. “Where is he?”

Lando and Max lead you to Charles driver room and knocked on the door. “I said I wanna be alone!” he yelled from the inside but you opened the door anyways. “Charles, it´s me”, you said softly and he looked at you. He was still sitting on the red couch in his racing suit. He held the helmet he used for the race in his hands, with Jules racing number on it. “Y/n?” he asked with a trembling voice and you wanted to cry on the spot. He reminded you of a little boy, who finally found his mother after losing her in the supermarket. “Can I come in?” you asked and he nodded quickly. You turned to the boys and nodded, making them understand that they can go.

You stepped into the little room and closed the door. Without saying a word you sat down next to him and pulled him into a hug. He wrapped his arms around you and laid his head on your shoulder before he started crying. Being as empathetic as you were, tears started to fill your eyes immediately. “Shh, it´s okay. Let it all out”, you whispered. “It´s okay”, you continued. “I know that you were hoping for a better result today. And I know that you hate what happened but you have to stop thinking that you didn’t make him proud today. You made him proud yesterday by getting pole and you made him happy today for being okay after the crash. You were wearing his helmet and he protected you today, do you understand?” While you were speaking you caressed his back with your hands while he turned your t-shirt into a tissue. It didn’t matter. “He is always proud of you, Charles. Always”, you closed your little speech and he stopped crying, not lifting his head. “Are you proud of me?” he asked and you sighed. “I am always proud of you when it comes to your racing performance, Charles”, you said and couldn’t hide a little laugh. You had to chose your words wisely, because you certainly weren’t proud of what he did to you. He chuckled a little and lifted his head. “Thank you”, he whispered and you smiled. “I´m always here for you, okay?” you said and wanted him to believe you. He nodded. “Come on, you should take a shower, get something to eat and go to bed”, you said and took his hand.

You managed to get him something from the Ferrari catering while he was taking a shower. You knocked on his door again and he opened, wearing sweatpants and a white t-shirt. He looked cozy. You handed him the plate. “Here. I would keep you company but I have to go back to work. Promise me that you´ll eat and go back to the hotel after, okay?” you asked and he nodded. “I promise”. You smiled and left him alone again.

There was a shift in your relationship after Suzuka and you learned that you´re better off without so much anger inside of you. Charles was a friend, and your relationship was a little weird but you couldn’t quite be happy without one another. You started to have normal conversations again when you met at Ferrari and even joked sometimes. However, while you were trying to focus on friendship, Charles had other plans. Since he realized how much he had hurt you, you´d never left his mind. He always thought that you weren’t girlfriend material for him but honestly? What could he possibly want more? He found you extremely attractive, cute, funny and he could always count on you. Even after everything he did to you, you still prioritized him and wanted to make him feel better after a bad day. You were perfect for him. He broke your heart, he knew that, but he was determined to fix it again.

He knew that he had to be delicate, and he knew that you weren’t somebody for gifts and presents. You needed to see actions and that he really meant it. He remembered the one time the both of you talked about dream dates. You told him that you would love to have a date at the ocean, on the beach or just at a cliff, preferably at sunset. You would eat chocolate covered strawberries and pizza and have a nice glass of white wine. Luckily, the grand prix in Zandvoort was next. Charles prepared everything. He drove to the beach and looked for a private spot in between some stones and bushes, happy when he found exactly what he had in mind. He then bought everything he needed. Chocolate covered strawberries, white wine and he picked up a pizza from a little Italian restaurant. He put everything in a little basket he bought for this occasion only and made his way to the hotel you were staying in. It was half past seven and he knew that you should be home by now. After leaving the basket in his car he headed to your room.

You opened after a few seconds. “Charles, what are you doing here?” you asked surprised, a tissue with make up remover in your hand. You were already wearing sweatpants and a matching jacket with a white top, ready for a cozy evening. “Come with me”, he said and you frowned, chuckling. “Excuse me?” “I won´t tell you anything, you just have to come with me”, he said and you laughed. “Well, okay I guess? Will you let me change?” “No, what you´re wearing is perfect, actually”, he said and you laughed, heading to the bathroom to throw away your tissue. You grabbed your phone and your key card and closed the door behind you, following Charles down to his car.

“Where are we going, Chaaaaaaarles”, you said and pouted when he once again didn’t tell you anything. “You´re so impatient it´s unbelievable”, he laughed and you rolled your eyes. “I´m not impatient I´m just curious”, you gave back. “Well, you will know it soon enough, Mon Coeur”, he said and smirked. Mon Coeur. You didn’t know why he called you this and you hated how it made your heart skip a beat.

After a few minutes you arrived at the beach. You got out of the car and Charles opened the back door to get out the basket and a blanket. You raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything. “Come”, he said and you followed him along the beach, over a few stones and there it was. The perfect spot. Invisible from the side of the street. There were a few rocks, bushes and other plants and Charles spread out the blanket. “Come on”, he said and smiled and you sat down next to him, hesitantly. “Charles, what is this?” you asked but the oceans caught your eye. This was truly a beautiful spot. “I wanted to take you out and you said that this would be a dream date for you”, he said softly and you turned to look at him. “What, so this is a date?” you asked. “We don’t have to call it like that. I just wanted to do something nice for you, after.. well, everything.” You gave him a light smile and relaxed a little. Charles opened the basket and your eyes widened. “You really thought about anything, hm?” you grinned and he wiggled his eyebrows. “Of course I did”, he gave back.

Nothing from your dinner was left, except for one last chocolate covered strawberry. “You can have it, if you want”, you said and smiled at Charles who shook his head. “No no, it´s for you”, he gave back and you chuckled. “We can share”, you said and he gave you a teethy grin before he grabbed the strawberry and you bit off the top before he ate the other half. “I´m glad, this might have been the best”, you said and looked at the ocean. The sky was filled with colours, from red over orange to pink. He really chose the most beautiful evening. "This is beautiful, Charles”, you whispered and he moved a little closer to you. He was glad that you were watching the sunset because he didn’t know if he could tell you the things he wanted to say while you were looking at him. “Y/n, I´m sorry. I know I said it before but I feel like nothing I say could make it better. I know that I screwed up. I don´t know what it was, maybe I was too afraid to be honest with myself. Maybe I didn’t want to make myself vulnerable, I really don’t know. All I know is that I want to work on that. You were right, I was an asshole and you deserve much better, but I hope that-“ he made a little pause and breathed in. “I hope that maybe someday I can be the person who deserves you”. He breathed out heavily. He had never been so honest with somebody before, well, he did but he got hurt afterwards. Maybe that was why he´d build this walls around him. He never thought that anybody could break them down, but you truly did it.

You finally turned your gaze away from the sunset and looked at him. “I don’t know what to say”, you answered honestly and looked at your hands. “Thank you for being so honest with me”, you added. “I should´ve been this honest months ago”, he whispered. He was looking at your profile and again realized how beautiful you were. The sun kissed your skin and made your eyes shine in a mix of blue and green. “Y/n, do you think-“ “Don´t ask me that, Charles. Because I can´t give you an answer”, you cut him off. “I love you”, he whispered and you turned to him again. There they were. The three little words you wanted to hear from him for such a long time. Now they were out in the open, hanging over you and you didn’t know what to do with them. You loved him too, no doubt in that, but did you believe him?

“You know how I feel about you. This hasn’t changed at all, even though I´ve tried. And even though I really want to believe you, I can´t. I don´t know if I can trust you, Charles”, you answered honestly. He breathed in sharply, before he grabbed your waist and pulled yourself in his lap. You gasped a little, surprised by his sudden movements but the warm feeling in your gut was too good to reject his touch. You inhaled his smell, his special Charles smell, a mix out of wood, rubber and mint. He closed his eyes and touched your nose with his nose. “What can I do to gain your trust again?” he asked and you inhaled sharply. “I don’t know, I guess we just have to give it some time”, you gave back and he opened his eyes. “Would you allow me to try it? Would you give me your time?” he asked and pulled one of your hair strands behind your ear. You shouldn’t, you know you shouldn’t but how were you supposed to say no to that man? You tilted your head, closed your eyes and nodded. “Charles I promise if you ever hurt me again I will slash your tires.” He laughed. “Mon Coeur, if I ever hurt you in the slightest way again, I will slash them myself”. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against yours.

Two months later

The past two months have been the best months of your life. Charles did everything, really everything to show you that he was being serious. He planned the most romantic dates, always made time for you and was just the sweetest boy ever. He took you out for shopping, brought you your favourite ice cream when you were on your period and watched Harry Potter with you as often as you wanted. When you were out clubbing he wouldn’t leave your side, keeping you close on the dancefloor. Another girl only had to look at him, he would make sure she knew that he was taken. Slowly but steady he managed to gain your trust again and you were more than happy about it.

Though, you had one rule. No sex. Well, at least so far. You knew that the sex part would probably one of the best parts of your relationship but you had to make sure that he stayed, even when he had to wait. You were surprised when he didn’t seem to have any problems with it. “No, I agree. I mean sure, it´s hard for me to keep my hands off you but I think it´s good like this”, he said when you told him about the idea.

But today was his birthday. You were currently sitting in a restaurant with his family and friends, your hand always placed on his thigh. You had plans with him tonight, big plans. You were wearing a dark red dress which ended right above your knees. It was highly closed at the front but had a deep cut out on the back. Charles was going crazy, and you knew it. What he didn’t know was that you bought special lingerie for this occasion. A set in Ferrari red which would make him drool. When you were finally back in Charles apartment, you grabbed his tie and pulled him closer to you. His lips were on yours immediately and you led him to the bedroom. “I want you”, you whispered and striped the jacket from his shoulders. “Are you sure? We can wait if you-“ “I´m sure”.

You unbuttoned his shirt and turned around, so that he could open the zipper of your dress. “God, this dress is so beautiful”, he mumbled before it fell on the floor. His eyes widened when he saw your underwear. You turned around again and grinned before pushing him onto the bed. You crawled over him, undoing his belt. “Fuck, y/n”, he whined and you pulled down his pants, including his underwear. “God, I´ve been waiting for this”, you mumbled and looked into his eyes while you licked the pre cum off his tip. He hummed and closed his eyes, letting you do your thing.

You moved faster and faster up and down his shaft, smiled when you saw his face. Lips slightly parted, furrowed eyebrows, his moans became louder. You stopped sucking him off, pulling yourself up to give him a kiss. “My turn”, he smiled and twisted you around so that he was on top of you. He unclasped your bra and took it off, finally being able to kiss your boobs. He went down further, hooking his fingers into the hem of your panties. “These are beautiful, but they have to go” he mumbled and you smiled. He threw your panties on the floor, focussing only your lust. He spread little kisses on your thighs and stopped with a kiss on your core.

He spread your wetness with his fingers before he finally licked through your wetness. You moaned loudly and threw your head back, while he explored you with his tongue. “Fuck, Charlie please”, you whined and he groaned, sending a vibration through your stomach. “Fuck me, please”, you stumbled and he got up immediately, pressing his cock against your pussy.

“I love you”, he whispered and pressed a kiss on your forehead. Before you were able to answer, he pushed himself into you and all you could get out of your mouth was a moan. God, how much you´ve missed this. His tip pushed the button deep inside of you with every thrust and you had to close your eyes, although you didn’t mean to. He was beautiful when he fucked you like this. His eyes were closed as well, his lips were slightly parted again. He was for sure the most beautiful man you´ve ever met and you couldn’t believe that he was yours. Even more, that he just admitted his love for you.

He leaned his forehead against yours and you both opened your eyes. “I love you too”, you gasped and he hummed, his movements slowed down a little. “I´m not gonna last, mon amour”, he stumbled and you just nodded, overwhelmed by the feeling of your orgasm which came closer and the love you felt for this man, the love you have always felt for him. “Come for me, baby”, you moaned when you were about to reach your climax and he moaned, spilling his hot juice into you. Out of breath, he climbed off you, not before pressing a kiss on your lips. “This was worth all the wait. You are worth all the wait, y/n”, he whispered and you smiled, knowing that it was all worth it.

[firsttimewriter92]

Joel miller x f!reader, angst, reader jealous of Joel's time being taken up by another woman. Reader and Joel have known each other since before the cordyceps so.... Hidden feelings? Eg reader is basically in love w Joel and then gets angry that he is getting all his time taken away. She ignores him for months until he finally talks to her. Big argument blah blah but then at the end fluff again 💞

Puuuhhh, nonny that was a rollercoaster to write but boy, was it fun ;) Thanks for the ask. I hope you like it.

Wordcount: 4.009

Warnings: Heavy angst, loss, jealousy, arguments, panic attack, crying Joel, don´t worry, there is fluff at the end.

5 years after the breakout

Panting, you clutched your rifle to your chest, eyes nervously jumping from left to right. Damn those newly infected. Ugly, little motherfuckers really had no better idea than to jump you out of nowhere. Joel and you had been taken up residency at the Boston QZ. How exactly you had ended up there, you couldn´t remember. The world was in chaos. The shock of how quickly everything had changed still embedded in everybody’s bones. None more so than Joel.

After what happened to Sarah, he became cold, bitter. You understood of course and mourned the sweet young girl still. What you also mourned were the evenings filled with cheesy movies, bad microwave popcorn and laughter until yours and Joels stomachs hurt. Joel used to be your favourite neighbour. Always at the ready to help you out with a leaking sink or a loose floorboard. He was an angel in disguise and you had let him know so multiple times. He always just shook his head, grinning. So, when telling him didn´t do the trick you opted on making him and Sarah dinner a few times a week. It started with a simple casserole you brought over after witnessing Joels poor cooking skills just the day before, when he ran into his back yard with a smoking pan. It all became so natural after a few weeks. And so became the feelings you developed for the handsome, brown eyed man.

And then, one evening, you bolted out your front door towards Joels house in a panic. Where was his truck? Was Sarah still inside? When you called her name frantically, you saw her sprinting out of the Adlers house. Just when you caught up to her, wrapping the shaking girl into your arms, the headlights of Joels truck blinded you. “Get in the Truck!!” he shouted panicked. “Get in, now!”

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Shaking your head angrily, you walked onwards towards the small hole in the wall, well knowing that it would lead you back into the QZ. Five years. It had been five years and you still couldn´t wrap your head around what had happened to the both of you. Joel kept you close, kept his eyes on you at all times for the first couple of months. He had night terrors and sometimes even violent outbreaks. None ever directed at you but now, you knew what he was capable of. He told you he saw you as his last connection to sanity and he would keep you safe for as long as he was able to. You think it would be something to swoon over. But the look in his eyes when he said it was so haunting, empty and guilt ridden, it made you feel sick. Leaving him was not an option. He saved your life so many times over, the debt you owed him could never be repaid. So you stayed. You stayed and watched him become more hollow every day. More violent but also more brilliant in surviving. Hard but occasionally still caring. Like this morning, when you left your shared apartment and he made sure you had more rounds on you than he did. Or when he would pass the sofa and tuck the blanket more securely around your body before making his way heavily over to his own bed.

Still, you never would have thought you would end up a smuggler. Well, smuggler of sorts. Gathering information and selling said information wasn´t as lucrative as one might think, but you got by. Leaving the QZ to make sure your information were solid was your least favourite part of the whole thing tough. You were brilliant at negotiations, which Joel was not. He was the enforcer of what you promised…or threatened. Still, letting you walk back to the QZ all on your own because he just had to meet this smuggler he met, before nightfall made your blood boil. Yes, you weren´t a complete idiot and you could stand your own but just rushing away like that…It was dark now. You stood in front of your building and took a deep breath. You could see that Joel was home.

Slowly you made your way upstairs. You were not looking forward to the conversation ahead. When you opened the door and looked ahead, your mood instantly dropped into the minus zero area. Sitting on the table was Joel, scowling in your direction and next to him sat Tess. Her hand on Joels forearm you felt your blood boil within the fraction of a second. It´s the literal apocalypse and you were jealous and angry at a woman you barely knew. Why? Because she was casually touching the man you still had feelings for. Because he left you on your own to go meet her. You just about had it. And so apparently, did Joel. He stood slowly, looking at you with pinched eyebrows, breathing heavy. You steeled yourself. “Where the fuck have you been?” it was almost a whisper of pure fury. Your stomach knotted when you heard the question. His deep voice and accent rumbling through you and you didn´t know if you liked it or not. You let your bag drop to the floor, never breaking eye contact. “Where you left me” you said coldly. Joel froze. “You knew this was a possibility when we left this morning. I told you our time out there was limited, that I had to get back!” His voice rose with every word and by the time he stood only inches from you, his voice was booming. You didn´t move, looking up at him. Trying so hard to see the man you knew. And you knew he was still there. Joel was hardened, not cold.

“Doesn´t mean you can leave me outside the QZ, in an area we both don´t know yet if it´s crawling with infected or not. And for what?! I shoot my way back while you are in here, making some more fucking plans without me knowing about them and holding hands?! Are you absolutely shitting me, Joel?!?!?!” Needless to say your voice was just as loud as his at this point. All your frustration and yes, fear also bubbling up your throat, making it tight. “If your little smuggling weapons and drugs business gets you what you want, fine. But it´s very easy to see that you don´t intend on making me a part of it.” You tried to move around him but his hand shot out and grabbed your wrist. “The fuck do you mean? Shoot your way back? Where you attacked?!” His eyes went wide when he quickly checked you out. You yanked your wrist from his grip. “Why the hell do you care now?! You didn´t think for one second about that when you sprinted off.” A frustrated groan came from his throat as he pushed both hands down his face.

“I-I think I should probably go” you heard Tess say lowly. Your back turned to them both you only heard some more mumbling from them and then the door shutting. “Are you hurt?” you heard him say. Not turning around you shook your head. Again you heard a long breath escape his nose and you knew he was standing only a few feet behind you. “You are right,” he said next. Ice seemed to fill your insides as you waited for the blow. “I don´t want you around our plans!”

5 years earlier you would have probably shown more of a reaction to something like this. A break up of sorts. You and Joel were not anything more than….friends? Partners? Well, whatever it was, there it goes. Out the window and your body hardened. Schooling your features you turned and looked him in the face. His head was slightly bowed and his shoulders hung. “Look at me” you said. He did and looked like he was trying to stay cold and distant. The lack of emotion on your face or in your voice seemed to piss him off though. “You know, there´s better ways to get rid of me than leaving me alone in an infected area.” That set him off. “Are you kidding me, ___?! You think I want you fucking attacked!? Butchered?!” He stared at you furiously. “Did you think for only one second that maybe, the plans Tess and I have are basically suicide?”

“Then why the FUCK would you-“ you started with a raised voice when he interrupted you. “Because  it needs to be done! Don´t you get that? In order to survive, barely so, we need to do things we never thought we had to. And you…You can´t be near that, do you understand?” You looked at him incredulously. “So you just decided that. You. Decided. That. And then left me out there.” He held up his hands in defeat. “That was wrong and I apologize. I shouldn´t have…You could´ve…” his demeanour changed again. Running his fingers through his hair in frustration he sat down on the sofa and kept his head in his hands. You didn´t know what to feel. Fury, disappointment, fear, abandonment and sadness to name only a few. Silently you walked around the apartment gathering some of your clothes all the while wishing nothing more than for Joel to snap out of it and tell you he wanted you with him. But he didn´t. He sat in silence, twitching from time to time and just looking like he was barely hanging on. When you had your essentials together, you looked at him one more time. “I´ll be at your brothers.” He nodded so you knew he heard you. “Joel?” you asked, your voice finally vibrating with sadness and a little pleading. “You know I would have sticked to your side, right? I experienced these past five years as well, I am not naïve. At least I had you.” By the time the door closed behind you and you only took a couple of steps, did the tears roll down your face. The same moment you heard glass shattering in the apartment you just left.

6 weeks later

“Tommy, I swear to god, one more word about the fireflies and I will fucking end you” you groaned when you plopped down on the chair, leaning heavily onto the table. Tommy smirked and nodded his head. “Alright, alright. Don´t bite my head off. I used to enjoy this side of you when it was directed at Joel.” He understood his mistake immediately. “Sorry”, he murmured setting down the canned Ravioli in front of you. Your stomach twisted painfully at the mention of Joels name. Almost every night tears would stain your cheeks, your dreams were haunted by an injured Joel or worse. Tommy had listened to the parts of the story you wanted to tell, thankfully staying neutral, not saying much. He provided you with a roof over your head and some rations until you figured out what to do or where to go. You felt lost, like you finally started to find a purpose in this cursed world, beside someone you cared about, loved even and then, it was ripped away from you. He didn´t want you with him. It´s what he said. That truth was harder to swallow than anything you ever experienced. He decided that you couldn´t make it beside him anymore. He decided you were too fragile for this world. Why was he risking his life? For what? A couple more food rations? Ammunition for guns that were more necessary than ever.

Poking your ravioli and musing about your situation, you jumped several inches in the air when three loud bangs rattled the rusty door. “Tommy!” Your heart nearly gave out when you heard Joels muffled voice from behind the door. It sounded strangely strained. Tommy immediately jumped to his feet, as did you. When he unlocked the door and pulled it open, Joel stumbled inside, clutching his left shoulder. Panic flooded your system when you saw the blood pouring from between his fingers.  

“Joel, what the fuck happened?” Tommy put his arm around his waist and guided him towards the couch. “Get tweezers or something” Joel grit out through his teeth. “It´s still lodged in there.” You were already hurrying over to them with the make shift first aid kit. Only now, Joel seemed to realise where exactly he stumbled in. With a white face he stared at you like he had never seen you before. “___”, he whispered. You barely held back your panicked expression or the lump in your throat when you began to rummage through the first aid kit for the tweezers. When you found them you knelt in front of him and looked him square in the face. You really hoped your expression was blank, void of any emotion. But you knew better. For six weeks you pined over a man that didn´t want you. You cried yourself to sleep, worried yourself sick. Of course there was no way your face said nothing. Especially when seeing him hurt. “Take your shirt off” you simply said. Joel hissed when he awkwardly and with Tommys help removed his checked shirt first, then his T-shirt. It wasn´t the first time you saw his torso but like all the other times your heart began to race and you were once again remined of your immense attraction to him. Worst moment possible. When you disinfected the tweezers and took a first look at his wound, Joel didn´t seem to be able to look away from you. “___, I´m sorry” he whispered almost inaudibly. “Don´t” you said quickly, trying not to cry. “Not now…later.” He nodded and tried to stay still as you got to work.

Half an hour later the bullet was out and Joel patched up. He still sat on the sofa when you packed everything up and went to wash your hands. Tommy left to get some more supplies when he saw that you needed all the gauze he had. Standing over the sink you started to scrub at your hands. When they started to shake you knew the inevitable was coming. This hadn´t happened for quite a while. The attacks started after your first encounter with an infected. The first time you had to shoot to kill. You could feel the sweat gathering on your temple, you heart thumping uncontrollably. Why was it to cold in here? Silent tears fell onto your hands when you tried to scrub them harder, more manically. You didn´t hear Joel get up or moving closer to you. So when he said your name in a worried tone only a few steps behind you, you spun around with a yelp. Stumbling backwards a sob wrecked your whole body. “Woa woa woa,___!” Joel hurried over to you. His big hand grasping your shoulder he bent his head to look into your eyes. His expression was one of pure regret and self-loathing. Being within his vicinity again your sobs came out more violently. Joel just surged forward and hugged you to his chest as hard as he could and dared. Pressing his lips to the top of your head he whispered apology after apology to you while you let out all your pent up sadness, anger and confusion. After a couple of moments your anger took over and you started to push him away. Wiping at your face angrily you stared him down. He was standing up as best he could, no doubt bracing himself. “What the shit happened to you, Joel? Why are you here of all places?!”

“It was the only place I could think of” he said quietly. “Not your own? Or Tess´?” you snarked. He hung his head and shook it. “Tess doesn´t know. We weren´t together.” “Oh! Perfect! First, she get´s you into this shit business and then she doesn´t even make sure you´re not hurt?! Are you shitting me?” You grumbled that last part more to yourself than him. “She´s not supposed to look after me. I asked for a batterie and she told me how to get it. That´s all. I´m…I´m the one continuing what she taught me.” “Why?” you asked him in a whispered, pleading tone. “Why would you risk your life like this?”

“___”, he said a bit louder. “You see what happened to people once everything fell apart. There´s people out there doing worse things than what an infected would do. Doing what I´m doing makes sure I know what´s going on. Gives us supplies.” That did it. “Us?” you said calmly. “ Well, I´m very glad you and Tess have enough supplies while your brother-“

“I´m not talking about Tess an´ me , god damn it!” He huffed out an annoyed breath and started pacing. “Why are you so hung up on her? She didn´t do anything to you.”

“She puts you in danger, Joel. She makes you reckless and by introducing you to that world she took you from me!” Your hand slapped itself across your mouth the moment you said it. Joel stared at you, unblinking. “Take me from you? ___, you were the one who left! I´m sorry I went and met up with Tess. I´m sorry! When you didn´t come home by the time I thought you would I was losing my mind! Tess stayed and made sure I wasn´t going crazy. That is it!”

He looked at you pleadingly, like he was trying to force the truth of his words right into your brain. And it worked. You calmed down somewhat and suddenly felt bad. “You…” you started and swallowed hard. “You said you didn´t want me around anymore.” He came closer again and you let him. Tentatively he reached his uninjured arm out to you and held your face. “You misunderstood me, sweetheart” he said lowly. His face changed into a raw and open expression. One you hadn´t seen since before the breakout. Tears gathered in your eyes again. There he was. Your Joel. Saying what you had wished for to be the truth.

“I said, I didn´t want you anywhere near our plans because they are dangerous. I don´t worry about Tess out there,___. She´s been doing this for a very long time.” He came even closer until he stood only a breath away from you. You closed your eyes and waited. His forehead made contact with yours when he spoke again. “What I am worried about is your wellbeing, your safety, your happiness.” A quiet tear made it´s way down your cheek and he immediately wiped it away. “I wouldn´t be able to look out for you. And quite frankly, that scares the fuck out of me.” You nodded your head gently and grasped his shirt with both hands. “The last six weeks…” he heaved a sigh. “I wasn´t myself. One job after another got my mind occupied at least somewhat. But at night-“ at that his voice broke and you just grasped his shirt even harder. “I need you to understand that I didn´t want you to leave. Or think I didn´t want you around me. That´s not the case…never the case.”

“Then why didn´t you explain it to me? Why´d you let me leave?” you asked pleadingly.  He shook his head and with a hushed voice he said, his lips whispering against your forehead “I don´t know, honey. I don´t know, I´m so so sorry. Maybe I saw it as an opportunity to keep you away from all this. I thought….at least she´s safe.” You needed him closer. With still wet cheeks you closed the distance and wound your arms around his neck and burying your face in his neck. His good arm around your waist he pulled you into him as much as he could. “I´m so sorry” you whimpered. “I´m sorry I left. I´m sorry you always have to look out for me”.

“No, no no no no, sweetheart. Don´t do that. I know you can take care of yourself. It´s my own ambition to keep you safe. Keep you with me. I can´t lose you too, I can´t.” You strengthened the grip around his neck for a moment before you leaned back at bit to look at him. “Don´t send me away and I´ll be right next to you for as long as I live, Joel.” You tried to smile at him but it was a grimace at best. His eyes went wide and you could see a definite wetness in them. “You remember before it all happened?” he asked. You nodded. “Of course”, you whispered.

He was still holding you to him, his forehead returning to yours. “Let´s pretend for a moment”, he whispered. “Let me pretend it´s 2003. We´re having a Barbeque in my back garden. You are wearing that perfect blue dress, preparing veggies for…for Sarah.” You saw the wetness in his eyes spill over. He was crying. “We eat, we laugh, we drink and when it´s late and Sarah is in bed…” he choked on his voice. “Let me pretend I finally have the guts to ask you out on a real date. Let me pretend you´d say yes.” Your heart almost gave out. “Yes.” You immediately whispered. “Joel, yes. Any day. Apocalypse or not, I say yes.” Through his tears he exhaled sharply, smiling. “Joel, I´ve been infatuated with you since the beginning. I´ve been staying with you because I´m in love with you.” His head snapped up quickly. Staring at you as if you had grown another head and you found the strength to chuckle. Your hands went to his face, framing it. “Sorry for being so forward” you said sweetly. “But I thought it´s now or never. No misunderstandings anymore. I can´t handle another.” He nodded, still staring at you. “You don´t have to say any-Hmmmpf”.

His lips were on yours the next moment. Your mind blank you rested your hands at the back of his neck and pulled him further into you. His hand at the side of your waist balled up into a fist then relaxed again. Moving his mouth over yours gently but with purpose he let out a little groan. Your head seemed to be filled with air and the blood in your ears was rushing. You had no idea how long you stood there, just giving each other long, open mouthed kisses, touching each other gently. When you finally separated  you looked into Joels eyes. They were dry now and shone happily and with so much affection, your throat went dry.

“I´m in love with you,___” Joel said with a gravelly voice, smiling timidly at you. You couldn´t help the grin that split your face. “For five years I wondered what kind of relationship we had. I knew I couldn´t leave you”, he said. “But year after year, relationship worries seemed to become so unimportant and I lost sight of how I felt before everything went to shit. I´m sorry.” You shook your head. “Don´t apologise. I know what you mean.” He smiled. “Nevertheless, I fell for you hard, from casserole number one. Over the years, seeing you adjust to every situation we were in…sticking with me…I really should have more faith in you.” You looked at him softly and kissed him again. “Joel, it´s okey. I understand what you mean. I…I also can´t bear the thought of you being in danger. So, please. Let me stay with you.” This time his hand went to your cheek when he pulled you in and kissed you hard. Almost desperately he held onto you, carefully licking your lower lip. Your heart jumped into your throat as you opened up to him. Gliding his tongue across yours gently he let out a satisfied hum. He pulled back. “Never lettin´ you go again. I swear” he breathed against your lips.

Smiling, you looked him deep in the eyes. “I love you, Joel” you said. The corner of his eyes crinkled in the way you loved so much. “I love you” he repeated. “I´ll protect you. So stay with me.”

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Summary: your boyfriend is a streamer, a popular one at that. this is a fic about: how their chat find out that you are dating, how they treat you off-stream and on-stream/do they treat you differently

Warnings: swearing, mentioning of death threats and killing(Scaramouche), streamer reader(Scaramouche), slight ooc, if there is anything else then pls tell me

Characters: Xiao, Childe, Venti, Scaramouche, Aether

Note: I am trying my best ok, and I'm kinda new to Tumblr, so if it isn't to your liking then leave, please./I´m sorry if you can´t understand what I´m writing, bc neither can I/. btw this is later than I originally intended bc it got deleted when I was almost DONE, like seriously. so I have like no motivation left now, yay :(

Xiao

How Chat Found Out: You two were roommates, or that´s what his chat thought anyways. Because you two lived together that was what you told them and most believed that so you thought it was fine/Xiao is shy and lied about you two dating when they asked, and then you just lied too cus you are the best(I mean that with my whole heart).

but one day when you were out with some of your friends, and Xiao was streaming at home with Zhongli(in this story Xiao´s adoptive father) some girl suddenly came up to you and started yelling at you because apparently you took her "boyfriend" away, you and your friends got confused and just let her be after, she had yelled at you for about 2 min. a little later you called Xiao and explained what happened. and after Xiao told you that Zhongli got asked about your relationship while he was gone to get some food, and he forgot that you were keeping it a secret and even showed some photos of you kissing. when you got home/to a guilty Zhongli and Xiao trying his best to comfort him/you both forgave him and then properly announced it the next day, so you don´t have to worry about anyone finding you out. . . because they already know.

On-Stream: he is very shy so its mostly something like your beside him, in the background or sometimes sitting in his lap. he doesn´t pay that much attention to you but only because he thinks it's embarrassing and that stuff. he will also become a tomato if you kiss him on-stream, even though he will despise you for an hour or so its worth it.

Off-Stream: he becomes less shy and pays more attention to you, he also blushes more at your closeness because he doesn´t feel like he has to hold back his emotions. why? well, he´s with you the most wonderful y/n in the whole world. so yeah he behaves differently when you two are alone, and not with hundreds of people watching you.

he loves you, but he´s not always good at showing it.

Childe

How Chat Found Out: honestly I think would just tell them I they asked, but weirdly no one did. maybe it was because they didn´t want to interfere, and thought it was inappropriate. or they didn´t want any of the lovesick fans ruining your relationship. but either way, there was definitely someone else in the house, because they could sometimes hear someone talking in another room, and sometimes post and pans, I guess they just didn´t say anything about it.

but then one of his friends brought up how you were doing because you were sick the last time they talked to him. and he said you were doing better and then the chat flipped out with messages like "Who the f**k is y/n", "are you dating that y/n person", bratty fan girls raging because how dare him and so on. he then talked about you for the next 30 min, and the other person in the call almost fell asleep by how much he talked, so the chat now knows a lot about you. . . maybe a little too much.

On-Stream: he talks a lot, he always does, but now there are more topics about you when he talks all day. example: what you ate today, a pretty outfit you wore this week, some new accessories he got you today, and yadda yadda. he also has you sit on his lap or beside him in your own chair. and ofc he kisses you at least once every stream.

Off-Stream: I would say that he´s not much different, but maybe a little, for example: lets you talk more and now listens more than he talks, kisses you more and is always touching you(not in a sexual way).

he loves you more than anything and is not afraid to show it.

Venti

How Chat Found Out: honestly I think they already knew since he does "drunk" streams-streams with alcohol-and there was always someone beside him: you. you decided you would be bedside him for his safety and to make sure he doesn´t do anything too dumb. you were out of frame, so they couldn´t really see you, but Venti sometimes talked to you so they knew what you sounded like, and saw your hands once or twice. and they adored you, and by the way he talked about you and looked at you he did too. So naturally they thought that you were dating/or related by blood but he was too lovestruck when he looked at you.

but yeah one stream he maybe drank a little too much, and he maybe began talking to you while forgetting that he was live and called you some rather. . . sweet names and then passed out, so you carried him out of his room to make him sleep a bit. when you suddenly remembered that you forgot to turn off the stream and you didn´t even turn off the camera. meanwhile, the chat was freaking out because you were so freaking pretty. so you went in and turned the stream off.

On-Stream: you now sat a little closer and people could see at least half your body, you also there in more streams and not just those containing alcohol. you two didn't give that much affection but you sometimes kissed him here and there.

Off-Stream: besides being closer and kissing more often then I don´t think there are any other differences in behavior other than ofc you spend more time together and not just beside each other.

he loves you a lot and also loves to show it.

Scaramouche

How Chat Found Out: well basically he got into an argument with Childe typical of him. you were in a collab with them and playing a multi-player game when they started arguing over something/you didn´t know what bc you tried to ignore them, so you didn´t get a headache/and it got so heated you had to mute them so you and your viewers didn´t hear all their screaming and send a message to Scara to tell you when they were done. Therefore you didn´t hear Scara yell "Well at least I'm not single" (I forgot to say that here Childe is single in this part, oh well) and everybody was shocked, they thought that Childe would be the one to get a partner first. so while Scara and Childe were still arguing, the viewers started discussing who would want to date were dating him, they didn´t find anybody though.

a few days later they finally asked him instead of speculating about it, and he/with a straight face/"Oh. . . me and y/n are dating, you didn´t know?" and let's just say that chat flipped out even more because wtf you dating HIM of all people

On-Stream: he doesn´t show any affection like at all, the only thing is you forcing him to let you sit in his lap. but no kissing, sweet talk or anything like that, nope just the same grumpy Scaramouche. he got a little annoyed when you kissed him once while he played with some friends but forgave you. Oh, and you also collab more with each other.

Off-Stream: he is definitely a lot nicer, and is kinda soft for you/but only for you/. And he doesn’t look like he wants to k!ll someone all the time or sending death threats to anybody, so at least that's one thing going for ya.

he loves you, no matter if you annoy him from time to time.

Aether

How Chat Found Out: he was in a collab with a few people (Lumine, Venti, Xiao...), and Lumine wanted to annoy Aether, it´s a sibling thing. and therefore she brought up a lot of... not the best topics to talk about on stream, and she also brought up the fact that someone is living with him/you/and how that person is just sooo sweet and pretty/handsome. (because of course she´s been over and already knows that you two are dating) so she teased him by telling him about how he should totally date you, to try and get him to reveal it to the viewers. yes she could have just told them, but this was more fun for her.

he knew what she was doing but didn´t give in until Venti (actual best annoying b!tch) started to do it too, which Lumine loved Aether... not so much. so he eventually gave in and told them that, yes he was dating someone, Xiao then asked who and Lumine made him admit that it was you/the person he`s currently living with/and chat wanted ANSWERS so they asked him stuff like, who were you, where did you meet, when did you meet, how do you look, can we see this y/n, and so on. he answered the best he could while venti and Xiao were also asking questions. he eventually called you in and asked if it was ok for people to see you, and you said yes. (you cannot say no, understand) so you showed your face and you trended on teyvats twitter.

On-Stream: he definitely has you around him almost all the time, like sitting on his lap, beside him, or having you do something of your own in the background, you're properly also there if he does any cooking streams, vlogs or hangouts.

Off-Stream: he´s still has you around him, but now you´re a lot closer. that´s his way to show more love freely instead of keeping it down. because there's tons of people looking at you all the time, and sometimes he doesn´t want to share you.

he loves you very much, and wants you to be there with him at all time.

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