#dont @ me i under stand why i need to take it but iM NOT GOOD WITH STOP MOTION!!!!

[i-cant-sing]

Yandere batfam with a sick reader?

Yes but sick reader who is still defiant because hello, they kidnapped you?????

Reader is just glaring at them with tired eyes and a red nose as they once again tuck her under the covers, Dick is highly worried as he frets over you like a mama hen because he did have a heart attack when he caught you standing in front of your open window, where "harsh" gusts of cold air were "attacking your fragile form", so of course, he had to drag you in and wrap his arms around you, rub his cheek against you because he NEEDS to warm you immediately, lest you die of hypothermia.

Yes, Dick overreacts. And yes, Damian will accompany his brother in his delusions, or well, take any chance he gets to scold you.

"You should be in bed, Y/n." Damian said sternly, his eyes narrowed because how dare you worry his favourite brother like this. "Didn't Dick tell you to rest? Are you that incapable of following simple commands?"

You narrowed your eyes back at him, opening your mouth to say something mean but got cut off by your own coughing fit, making Dick rush to help you drink some water, rubbing your back along it. Your throat felt scractchy, and it hurt to speak, but you still wanted to convey your feelings so-

You flipped him off. For a nano second, because Dick immediately grabbed your hand and tucked it back under the covers while Damian's eyes widened at you disrespect, but before he could make any more gremlin noises, but Bruce walked in and Damian knew better than to complain to him about you when youre already sick, cause Bruce wouldve still favoured you.

"Y/n? How do you feel now?" Bruce asked, his voice gentle as he walked closer to where Dick was throwing away your mountain of tissues.

"Im fine. I wanna go out-" "No." "And why not?" "Because youre sick." "You may be Batman, but youre not a doctor!" "I am your father though."

No, youre not. You wanted to say, but knew that would only piss him off and you need to be on his good side if you want Dick and the others to be off your back so that you can escape.

"Whats her temperature?" Bruce asked Dick, who put a thermometer in your mouth quickly. Dick sighed as he told Bruce how you were out of bed and standing in your balcony in the cold just moments ago.

Bruce placed a palm over your forehead, and you tried to move away but there wasnt really any space or energy for you to do that. Bruce's eyes shifted the slightest bit at your burning forehead. "Why do you insist on getting out of bed and sleeping on the floor? Ive already had to pick you up 3 times in the past 2 days."

You pulled out the thermometer and glared at him. "Im fine. Its just sniffles." Bruce's lip quirked a little. You looked absolutely adorable in your delirious state, like an angry kitten.

"I dont think its just sniffles this time. And-" Bruce pulled the thermometer from your hands that you were hiding under the covers. "-dont hide the thermometer from me." His eyes scanned it and the twitch in his brow was enough for Dick to know that the number was too high.

Bruce then eyed the cough syrup next to your side table- its still full.

"Why havent you been taking your medicine?"

"Im not sick-"

"White paint has more color than you do right now. So why havent you been taking the medicine?" Bruce asked and even though he was a little annoyed, he had enough practice dealing with the other kid's rebellious phases to have the patience of a saint.

You shrugged. "How do I know its just cough syrup and not a sedative?" "It is a sedative too. Its supposed to make you sleepy." "Well, I dont wanna sleep and let my guard down in a house full of 5 strange men." You obviously never counted Alfred- hes the only normal one here- except for the part that he wont call the cops for you, but oh well.

Bruce just casted a look to Dick and before you knew it, Dick was pinching your nostrils close and titling your head up while Bruce grabbed the syrup and poured some in your mouth before clamping his hand over it. You struggled to break free, but you were obviously no match to them. Still, tears of frustration pricked your eyes as you looked at them in betrayal and hatred.

"Drink this and dont argue with me, please." Bruce said- well, he genuinely requested at this point.

You didnt have much of a choice other than swallowing it.

With a defiant glare, you begin closing your eyes as your body gave into the effects of the drug, the last thing that you felt were Bruce kissing your forehead while Dick pecked your cheek.

Jason finally decides to drop by the Wayne manor, only to be greeted with the sight of reader lying on the kitchen floor. His heart stopped for a moment- you werent breathing-

"Y/n!" He rushed to your side, only to be smacked in the face by you.

"Shush. Dont be too loud." Your voice sounded like sandpaper against rocks.

Jason huffed. "Well, sorry for freaking out. I thought you were dead-"

"From a cough? Im not weak."

"Yeah? So, what exactly are you doing on the cold floor in the middle of the night?"

"..."

"Well?"

"What? So I cant even take a nap in this house? Jesus Christ, am I allowed to have any autonomy here?"

"Y/n." Jason called, clearly unamused by your sarcasm.

"Fine. I may have fallen and then didnt have the energy to get up, so im just catching my breath here."

"Why are you even out of bed?"

"I was hungry and Im not gonna drink another spoon of Alfred's bland soup again." Alfred made it bland on purpose so that your throat wouldnt be irritated.

"Please stop wasting whats left of your voice on complaints of the soup that you cant even taste." Jason chuckled as he picked you up, only for you to push at his chest weakly.

"I dont need your help. I can walk on my own."

Jason quirked a brow. "If you can make it to the front door without fainting or throwing up, I'll help you escape." You stared at the front door- it wasnt too far, but judging by the fact that its even hard for you to breathe properly and that youve fainted way too many times by just standing for more than a couple of minutes.

But youre stubborn. With great effort, you pushed yourself off Jason and used the kitchen island to pull yourself up. Jason decided to walk in front of you and stand near the kitchen exit because he really wanted to see your struggling face.

You took a trembling step, then another, one hand still using the support of the island until it ended and you were only a couple of feet away from Jason. At this point, you were already out of breath and when you took another step, your legs gave out and the room began spinning.

Luckily, Jason was quick to react. "Alright, just place your arm around mine- or just fall on me, that works too." He teased when you couldnt hold your body weight.

You slumped in his arms. "Just take me to my room." You huffed.

"Alright." Jason lifted your legs up and carried you back up the stairs. "You know you'd get better a lot faster if you just stayed in bed and took your medicine on time. Wouldnt that make your chances of escaping the manor better?"

You stared at him blankly. "Wow. The world must be ending for Jason Todd to be making logical suggestions."

Jason rolled his eyes as he tucked you in bed. "Im just saying, if you get better faster, you'll get to try running from us quicker too."

How do you explain to him that you just dont want to comply to them, even when they're helping you. How do you explain that you dont wanna listen to them because the soft pitiful, patronising look they get in their eyes when they look at you makes you wanna scream and carve your skin out. These are strangers, rich men who just kidnapped you to be a part of their family. No one is that kind. And nothing ever comes for free. Nothing.

"Do you need something? Food, perhaps?" Jason asked. You shook your head. "No, I think Im gonna throw up."

"Oh shit." Jason was hauling his ass out of the room t get you a bucket, only to return with a backpack.

You barely held your puke as you asked. "Wait- whose is this?"

"I dont know!? Damian's?!"

You grinned. "Oh, perfect." You proceeded to throw up into Damian's bag. That little shit just got on your nerves.

BONUS:

"I know you have attachment issues with your blanket but its been a couple of days now and you need to let me wash it." Dick said, trying to tug it out of your grip.

You sniffled and glared. "Im not a child who needs their blankie, Dick. Im just too cold without it and no other blanket can warm me up the same way it does."

"Give the blankie, Y/n." Dick said seriously.

"Its not a blankie." You retorted, but before you could react, Tim suddenly grabbed you while Dick ripped away the blanket. And even though he immediately replaces it with a clean blanket, you still let out a gut wrenching cry

"You'll have it back tomorrow-" Tim starts saying, only for you to sneeze directly in his face, making him freeze.

"And that's why we use tissues." Dick says, wiping both your nose and Tim's face with tissues, while you're not making any effort to suppress the grin that comes on your lips.

[ilwonuu]

I dont know if you do smut but here’s a request since you asked

SKZ (Felix, Chan, Binnie, and Hyunjin specifically) Smut after a seriously heated argument?

yes i do!!!! hehehe i hope you enjoy!!! i wanted to do hyunjin first<3 thank you for your request!!!

make up

જ⁀➴. hwang hyunjin

✼ pairing- established relationship, meanishdom!hyunjin x sub!reader, non!idol hyunnie

✼ warnings- arguing( they don’t say anything bad to each other), kissing, unprotected sex, creampie, fingering, roughish sex, overstimulation, pet names, lmk if i missed anything!!!

✼ a/n- hi hi hiii im so happy with this actually <3 i hope u guys like it!!!

you and hyunjin rarely fight, especially like this. you two got into a heated fight because of your relationship. hyunjin stated he wasn’t ready to tell all your friends and family about your relationship.

you two have been dating for almost 4 months and hyunjin still feels the need to hide your relationship. you have had enough. you weren’t sure why he wanted to do this. it was eating away at you so you confronted him. he didn’t receive it well.

“hyunjin i’m so tired of not being able to post my boyfriend, i want everyone to know im with you! wh-why don’t you want that too?” you aren’t trying to yell but that’s how it came out with how upset you are.

“y/n why can’t you just wait until im ready? i just want to make sure we are together for awhile. i want to make sure it’s going good- i know it is! but i just don’t want to jump into this so fast.”

he sighs as stands up from where he was sitting to stand by you. “you want to make sure we are together for awhile. okay. i get that okay! but can at least understand where i’m coming from!”

you are trying to control your emotions as long as possible. all of your built up emotions pouring out of you. “y/n- no no no i understand you- i swear i just don’t appreciate how you are going on about this.” his gaze is fixed on you.

“how else was i supposed to do this? you never fucking bring it up and it’s like you don’t even care!” he scoffs at your words.

“like i don’t care? fuck y/n i care more than you think if you would just stop.” he sighs as he grabs your hand. “just come here.” he says again.

you deadpan for a moment then you move closer to him. you sigh into his touch as you try to calm down. his touch distracting you for a moment.

“hyunjin-“ you are cut off by a kiss. you want to fight his touch but you know how bad you just want him close to you. you deepen the kiss. hyunjin keeps kissing you as he lift’s you in his arms holding you against him.

you wrap your legs around his torso as you sloppily make out with him. he backs you against the wall. “baby- “ he sets you down to stand again. you leaning against the wall.

“shh want me to take care of you? fuck that little attitude out of you.” his eyes darkening as he wraps his hand around your neck gently to pull your face to kiss him.

“jinnie… touch me please.” you sigh as you look up to face him. “want me to take you right here?” his teasing voice along with his smirk. you just want to kiss his smirk right off his face.

“just fuck me jinnie. no more talking.” you mumble out as you pull his hoodie off of him seeing he doesn’t have anything under. your immediately pulling him to kiss you by his chain. making out with him against the wall.

you feel his hand start to unravel your pants causing them to fall to the floor. he rubs his fingers over your clothed folds to tease at you. kissing your jaw to your cheek. “so wet like a good girl huh?” he teases as your feel two of his fingers slide into your underwear to rub your clit.

your legs immediately buckling slightly at the pressure. “jinnie- m-more.” he just rubs your clit at an aching pace to tease you more.

he pushes his fingers inside of you. “o-oh please.” your eyes rolls back as starts to pump them a couple times inside of you.

he pulls them out without warning to bring them up to his mouth. sucking on them a little. “my good girl always taste so good. all for me.” he kisses your lips as you watch him pull his dick out of his shorts.

him stroking himself with a hiss as he turns his attention back to you. your gaze is fixed on your boyfriend as he moves your panties to the side.

“you think you can take it baby?” he taunts as he rubs his dick over your slit. you nod as you moan at the feeling. “p-please.” you cry out as you feel him slowly push into you.

his arm grabbing your leg to wrap around his waist. “f-uuck you’re such a good girl.” he bottoms out, waiting for the ok from you to move so he doesn’t hurt you. “let me know when darling.” he kisses your lips gently.

“m-move jinnie please.” you beg him and he doesn’t need to be told another time. hyunjin is roughly fucking you into the wall. “so f-fucking good shit.”

he groans as he continues to fuck you. you leaning up to kiss him in between your moans. “jinnie- want you- l-love you.” you blurt out the last part at how deep he is fucking you.

he just has a smirk on his face as he makes you fall apart on his dick. “i love you more.” he groans after as he sees you going to rub your clit. “feel good baby?” he asks teasing you, already knowing your answer to his question.

all you can do is nod at his question. “good girl.” he smiles as he quickens his pace. “jin-jinnie too m-much!” your hand neglecting your clit as hyunjin notices.

he replaces your hands old place with his own. him rubbing your clit for you now. your legs shaking as he doesn’t slow his pace.

“gonna cum like a good girl?” he breathes into you neck as his hips lose its rhythm as he gets closer to his high. you dumbly nod at your boyfriend and he just smiles at you, moving some of the hair out of your face.

“cum for me pretty. gonna make you mine.” he groans as he sees your face contort in pleasure. you come undone hard on his dick. his hips still fucking into you as you come down from your high.

“jinnie- i can’t!” you cry at the overstimulation. “i know i know pretty girl. just a little- fuck a little longer.” his hips are desperate as your feel them stuttering against you as he cums inside you.

him fucking you slow as he comes down from his orgasm. “so pretty for me.” he takes in your appearance as he pulls his dick out. he looks at his and your cum mixed with your arousal oozing out of you. “so filthy baby.” you blush trying to not seem embarrassed.

“let me clean you up then we are gonna have a civil conversation okay? i hate fighting with you.” he sighs as he pulls you to hug him. “i love you so much.” he kisses your cheek. “i love you more jinnie.”

[tyunzonlystar]

Bike ride (10:06pm)

Warnings! Sub!beomgyu, virgin!beomgyu, big dick!beomgyu, dom!reader, nipple play (gyu rec), strangers to ???, mentions of abusive parents, cuts nd bruises (injuries not sh), making out, pet names (pretty boy, mommy, baby, good boy, beomie, gyu) mommy kink, dick sucking? And unprotected sex (please use protection!)

word count: 1391

summary: Beomgyu snuck out his house to go on a bike ride and ends up falling off! :( but luckily you helped him..

smut under the cut!! MDNI‼️

You left your house about 20 minutes ago and decide to walk to the beachside a few minutes away from your apartment. As you were walking this boy kept riding past you until he fell off! You quickly run over to him and crouch next to him.

“Oh my god are you okay?” You asked him even though he now had cuts and bruises on his body

“Yeah im fine” he tried to move his bike off him “could you please help?” 

You nod your head and move his bike off him and help him up 

“Hey im y/n i live a few blocks from here so i can help clean you up if obviously you wanted?” 

He looked at you and smiled “really?”

“Yes”

“Your not gonna hurt me for like annoying your walk that was meant to be peaceful?”

“What? Of course not! I just wanna help you and then you can go home” you explained to him now having a bit of suspension on why he thought you were gonna hurt him so you decide to ask him as you two start walking back to your apartment.

“Hey i was wondering why you thought i was gonna hurt you? If anything is going on at home with whoever you live with you can talk to me or anything.. but you dont have to if you dont want to” 

The boy looked at you and nods his head to say he listened and appreciated your words

“Uhm i come out on my bike quite often at night when my family is asleep and i sneak out and come here often..” 

“Ohh so like its an escape for you then?”

“Yeah i uh guess?”

Soon enough you get to your apartment complex and you open the door and let him in first and then you walk towards the elevator and press floor 8. 

“Sorry you couldnt bring your bike in here.. but don’t worry the receptionist will keep it safe!”

The boy laughs a little as the elevator dings signalling your at floor 8. You walk out the elevator and the boy follows behind you as you walk to your apartment

“My apartment is kinda big and theres a spare bedroom incase you cant get home..”

“Thank you y/n you dont know how much this means to me..” He says just above a whisper. You make you way to your bedroom and grab your first aid kit

“Hey i never got your name..?”

“Beomgyu”

“Thats a pretty name for a pretty boy. Anyway sit down here” You pat a chair next to you and Beomgyu sits down with light blush covering his face from your complement. You open the kit and take out a antibiotic wipe and gently clean his cuts while he hisses in pain.

“Shit.. ouch” He mumbles

“Sorry..”

You finish cleaning his cuts and bruises and bandage them up

“Its 11pm and i dont want you riding home alone and my car is broke.. would your family mind if you slept here just for tonight?” You asked him

“Mm no they wouldnt mind..”

You nod your head 

“You can sleep in the spare bedroom but if you need me or anything you can come in my room”

Beomgyu smiles down at you on your knees and thanks you before asking another question…

“Could i sit on your bed uhm with you and we can just talk?”

“Yeah if you wanted i dont mind!”

“Really?” He asked surprised you didnt shout at him for wanting to be in your bed. You get off your knees and put the bloody tissues in the bin and put away the first aid kit and get on your bed and pt the space next to you. Beomgyu stands up and sits on your bed

“Y/n?”

“Yesss?”

“Can i tell you something?”

“Yes”

“I was on my bike earlier cuz i wanted to escape from my family.. i can’t remember if i told you.. but i wanted to escape from them because they uh abuse me.. so some of the bruises you saw were from my  dad as he doesn’t support what i do..”

“Oh well what do you do?”

“I play the guitar and livestream it and he doesn’t support me playing music.. it’s because he doesnt want me to make more money than him since he gets really bad pay days like he doesnt get alot of money and my mom she pays for the bills and my dad uses her but my mom also abuses me but she does it mentally.. and earlier today my dad smashed my guitar while i was livestreaming…”

You nod your head and listen to him carefully.. 

“Im so sorry thats happened to you Beomgyu and im thankful you trust me to tell me considering we met a few hours ago..”

He smiles and nods his head.

A few hours go by and you dont know how you got onto the topics of your sex like but you did and beomgyu kept a pillow on his lap.. you  knew why but didnt say anything until the question came around..

“Are you a virgin?” You asked him and he shuffled slightly as he face went a crimson red as he slowly nodded and soon enough you found yourself on his lap heavily making out with him as you slowly grinded down on his lap.. He whimpered. 

“Holy shit..” you thought growing wetter at his moans and noises.

You run your fingers through his long oreo hair and pull away from the kiss

“Are you sure you want this? I mean your a virgin and we dont know eachother super well..”

He eagerly nodded his head

“Okay Gyu if its what you want” you shrug as you sit between his legs and pull his jeans and boxers down to his knees and his thick long veiny cock hit his stomach.

“Jeez baby your huge” you say as you watch the pre-cum drip down his shaft. 

“Ready pretty boy?”

“P-please!”

You took that as a yes and kitten licked his tip before taking little by little in your mouth slowly bobbing your head up and down while jerking the rest you couldnt fit in your mouth

“Y-y/n! Fuck fuck fuck!” He whined loudly as he gripped onto your hair

“‘m gonna c-cum.. please let me mommy” his whimpers bounced off the walls of your bedroom as your hands reach up and rub his nipples as he chanted your name like it was a ritual as he came in your mouth and of course! You swallowed.. you dont want his cum going to waste did you?

“M-mommy want your p-pussy..” 

“What do we say when we want something baby?”

“P-please”

“Good boy”

You get of the bed and shimmy your pj pants off and let Beomgyu tale your panties off

“Go on take them off for mommy”

His hands slowly took your panties off and he threw them on the floor as you hovered above his cock

“Ready?”

He nodded once again as you slowly sank down on him. You stopped halfway to try get used to him stretching you out and a few seconds later you took him all in your gummy walls.

“Hnng.. f-feels so good..” He moans as you start bouncing on his thick girthy cock 

“Doing so well for me Beomie.. so pretty.. fuckkk!” You praised as he hit your sweet spot 

At this point the only noises were skin slapping and both of your moans and whimpers

“G-gonna cum” Beomgyu whimpers as he bucks his hips to meet yours

“Cum for me baby” you whisper in his eat as you kiss his neck and leave nasty dark purple splotches on his neck and collarbones. He bucks his hips up to meet yours one last time before he releases his hot load into you and soon after you cream on him and collapse on top of him

“Did so well for me.. im surprised your a virgin with that cock” i laugh and he laughs back 

“Ill get towels then you can shower and we can go bed” you say as you get off his cream covered dick and go get warm towels to clean the both of you up..

After your both are cleaned up and in comfy clothes you two fall asleep cuddling….

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feel free to reblog my lovelies!

[nr1chaedickrider]

'i just can't leave you alone.'

need her so bad actually...... been thinking about perv nayeon sooo much.. real jihyo fans know where the title is from hehehe

cw: kinda stalker nayeon??, voyeurism (idk if its the right term but the members are next to them), unnie kink (aka nayeon gets turned on by you calling her unnie), dubcon, somnophilia, idk maybe even gaslighting? light bondage (hands are tied together)

not proofread bc its six in the morning im tired sorry for mistakes

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Nayeon, the oldest member of twice, is especially known for her love for the maknae line, especially you. Being the youngest member with 23, she always took care of you like the good unnie she is!!

But what if her care for you goes too far?

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"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!" the member flood the gc with messages as soon you wake up.

You're now 24 years old.

You already know that the members planned something for you, especially nayeon.

She is behaving weird since some weeks...

Pictures of you sleeping appearing in your room after you come back home from schedule.. Its like she is watching you.

But its normal... right???

Its nothing bad. Or weird.

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You dress up, walking to the living room since its now later in the day, and the members of course want to celebrate with their dear maknae.

"hi guys" you greet them as you walk into the living room, they all smile at you and hug you, nayeon hugging you, but not wanting to let go.

"I love you so much Y/n, happy birthday!! Ive prepared something special just for you.." she whispers the last part. Sending you shivers down your spine.

You try ignoring it, starting conversations with your members, playing games, drinking and other stuff.

But it was like someone was watching you the whole time.

Of course, after some time, the members (actually mostly just jeongyeon and jihyo..) want to play with minas switch, so they start playing mario party. Nayeon sits down next to you on the couch while the other members are busy being competitive.

You feel a finger trace your thigh under the blanket.

You look at Nayeon who smirks at you.

"Nayeon- what are you doing" you whisper-shout, taking her hand and putting it away.

"Shhh.. you dont want them to hear, dont you?" she whispers into your ear, nibbling on it as she places her hand on your core.

"i-" your shocked.

Why is she doing this?

She cant.

She is like your big sister!

"nayeon stop-" you try pushing her away without the members noticing.

She thrusts her fingers inside, making you let out a whine which you quickly cover eith a cough.

The members are too busy playing those stupid games.

You try to hide your moaning, it feels good... But you cant do this.

"nayeon please-" you still try to push her away, her fingers burried deep inside of you.

She pulls her fingers out.

"Come to my room in an hour." she whispers seducingly in your ear.

What is she doing?

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You stand infront of Nayeons door, knocking.

Once, Twice.

She pulls you into her room, shutting the door and locking it.

A soft black silk cloth touches your wrist. You cant even progress what happens.

She pushes you to her bed, your wrists tied together in a tight knot.

"Nayeon-" you try to say something but she pushes you so much, you fall onto the bed.

She looks down at you, only know you realise she has almost nothing on.

"Im tired of doing this only when you're asleep.." she says, sitting down on your lap as she starts kissing your neck, sucking on it like a wild animal.

You let out some whimpers.

"Nayeon please- what do you mean-" you look at her while she eagerly takes of your shirt.

Your bra lands on the floor right after she took of your shirt.

"Your nipples are so hard... You just want me to suck them. Dont you baby?"she grins. Taking one of your erected buds in her mouth, sucking, nibbling on it.

A part of you enjoys it.

But most parts of you need to know what he fuck she said before..

"n-ahhyeon-", you try saying, "what do you mean with in my sleep-" you try silencing your moans. But damn is she good at this.

"Oh about that?" she smirks, leaving your nipple as she looks at you.

She gropes your tits with her hand as she smiles.

"I have been watching you in your sleep.. These cute pictures of you sleeping? I took them! They look amazing dont they?" she says so.. proudly?

"i-.. this is weird nayeon- you're perverted!" you say, trying to free yourself from the cloth that is tied to your hands.

"And what if i am?" she says, taking off your pants as well as your underwear.

"Your panties are so soaked.. you are enjoying this while calling me a perv??" she says smiling, her cold, long finger slowly circling your clit.

You whine a little. "No nayeon-" she continues circling your clit, slowly starting to rub it, with less and less softness.

"You want this. I know it.. or else you wouldnt react like this." she moves her finger to your face, showing you how its full of your slick.

"i-" you can feel yourself blush.

She shoves her fingers inside of your mouth, "suck." she demands you. You look at her weirdly, then slowly. You start to suck.

"Such a good girl for a perv." she whispers as she kisses your neck again, leaving marks here and there. You continue sucking on her fingers. The praise making you want this even more.

I mean a little pervertness cant hurt...?

She pulls out her fingers, and without even a warning, just shoves into your hole in a second.

You let out a louder moan.

She moves them fast, so eagerly.

"your moans sound better when you're awake.." she says, sucking on your nipple while her fingers are thrusting in and out of you.

Everything is overwhelming.

You start to sweat, your breaths are cut short. Your heart beats rapidly.

All because of Nayeon.

Already after some minutes, you feel yourself clench around nayeon fingers.

"Nayeon- i-"

"Cum for me princess." she interrupts you.

The princess sends you off as you cum onto her fingers, letting out a louder moan.

She slowly pulls her fingers out.

'Click' you look at nayeon, she took a picture???

"I should show this to her.." Nayeon says while smirking.

"Her?? What do you mean-" you ask, very confused.

"You will see." she says. Taking her clothes off.

"But now lets get back to us."

[rafeandonlyrafe]

love tested

words: 1.1k

warnings: partying, drinking, dealer!rafe, rafe gets kissed without permission

“you sure you don't want to go to the party baby?” rafe asks.

“yeah, im sure.” you nod, assignments piling up that you need to get to.

“alright, im going to talk to barry then ill be back home.” rafe presses a kiss to your lips. he wouldn't go if he didn't have to, but he promised barry that he would attend so they could talk shipments.

“mkay. just text me when you're on your way home.” you aren't worried at all about rafe being at the party without you, and you really do have to get the assignments done to pass your class.

“sounds good. love you.” rafe kisses your forehead before heading out of the house as you pull out your textbook.

--

rafe steps into the house, eyes scanning the foyer, already looking for barry. he wants to get in and get out. things have changed since he first started dating you. he is no longer as interested in partying and getting high, although he still will on occasion with you. he doesn’t need the drugs and alcohol anymore now that he has you to bring him happiness.

he still deals, but is much safer about it now. “hey man.” topper greets rafe, dapping him up as rafe nods to him.

“have you seen barry?” rafe asks.

“yeah, i think hes on the patio outside.” topper waves a hand in the direction of the back of the house, which is when rafe notices how drunk he is, speech slurred and eyes glossed over.

“thanks.” rafe says, making a mental note to check on topper before he leaves. he finds barry sitting on the patio. rafe slides into the chair next to him, and they don’t waste any time before beginning to talk about the upcoming shipments and when rafe can offload the product.

they finish up speaking, making a point not to do anything over the phone, just in case. rafe is extra careful now that he has you to look after.

“hey man, these girls want a group picture, come on.” topper says, stumbling into the table.

“i dont want to be in it.” barry says, raising his hands up.

“me either.” rafe chimes in. he’s ready to leave, to get back home to you.

“come on.” topper says, pouting at rafe, which makes him laugh, as if that would have any impact on him.

“no. why don’t you let me drive you home?” rafe asks, standing up and nodding goodbye to barry, trying to lead topper away.

“take this picture first. come on, theyre really hot.” topper says.

“fine, whatever.” rafe groans. he doesn’t need pictures of himself floating around on the internet, but he does want to make sure topper gets home safe.

rafe sees the group of girls, all practically looking like clones of each other with the same bleached blonde hair and big fake lashes. “alright, make it quick.” rafe calls out. 

they all move closer, smiling towards the girl holding the camera. rafe takes a step away, but before he can move, a girl wraps her arm around his shoulder, pressing her lips to his.

“what the fuck?” rafe pulls away, shoving the girl back by her shoulders. “what the fuck was that?” rafe shouts, face flushing with anger.

“relax.” the girl laughs, flipping her hair over his shoulder. “you haven't been as fun since you got that new girlfriend.”

rafes face suddenly goes pale, eyes glancing at all the phone cameras pointing at him. they must have caught the interaction and he's sure it's already spreading around. outer banks is a small community after all.

“go fuck yourself.” rafe spits at the girl, stomping away, but not before grabbing topper by the arm and dragging him along.

“you okay man?” barry asks, suddenly appearing out of the crowd.

“that girl just fucking forced herself on me and kissed me. i need to get back home to y/n.” rafe says. barry doesn't ask any more questions, slinging his arm under toppers and pulling him along, out of the house.

“she'll understand what happened, country club.” barry says as topper climbs into the passenger seat, instantly slumping down.

rafe just nods. he knows your reasonable, he knows you'll understand, but he still needs to get home to you, to make sure you aren't left confused until he can explain.

rafe considers taking topper home first as he peels out of the driveway, but topper is already asleep.

rafe breaks the speed limit to get home for you, not caring as he leaves topper in the car, head against the window.

“baby.” rafe calls, running right up to the office where you set up a study session, but you're not in there. textbooks are still open, laptop screen still on your essay, but no you.

“baby, where are you?” rafe shouts, bursting into the bedroom when he sees you laying there, wrapped up in the covers, cheeks stained with tears.

“i can explain.” rafe says, getting down onto his knees, not wanting to get onto the bed, not wanting to intrude on your space if you need it.

“rafe-” you sit up, swinging your legs over the side of the mattress. you press your hands to his cheeks, a pleading look in his eyes.

“she just pulled me and kissed me out of nowhere, i would never cheat on you, i love you so much, please believe me-”

“i do believe you. it's okay.” you sigh, bending down and pressing a kiss to rafes lips. “someone sent me a dm on insta of the kiss, but then like a minute later i got sent the longer video of you shoving her off. even in that minute, i knew there was an explanation. im not mad, just sad that you had to go through that.”

“i love you.” rafe says, leaning forward, pressing his face against your thighs, finally able to take a deep breath, to calm down.

“i love you too.” you coo, rubbing your hands over his head.

“oh.” rafe picks his head up to look at you. “and i have a very drunk topper in my car and hes gonna need to stay here for the night.”

you let out a laugh. you know topper has helped rafe before when he was too drunk or high, so it's only right that he returns the favor now.

“you bring him in, ill get the guest room set up.” you tell rafe, sliding off the bed as you both stand.

“hey, baby wait.” rafe calls, grabbing your hand and pulling your body back against his.

“what?” you question, but rafe just ducks his head, pressing his lips to yours. “thank you.” he whispers.

you place your hand on his cheek, looking up into his soft blue eyes. “i love you. now come on, let's get topper inside.”

rafe nods, a smile on his face as he watches you go into the guest room before heading out to help his friend.

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[screamingaboutaceattorney]

i made half of these like a year after the first half which is why the quality changed multiple times throughout this post i’m so sorry

edit: image ids under the cut

image 1: image id: a tumblr post edited to look like characters from the ace attorney series are speaking. franziska von karma says “I swing both ways. Aggressively. With my whip. To make sure that nobody comes near me.” with a neutral expression, though she is holding her whip at the ready. end id

image 2: image id: a tumblr post edited to look like characters from the ace attorney series are speaking. maya fey says “Im too young to be turning the age im turning this year” with a dejected expression. end id

image 3: image id: a tumblr post edited to look like characters from the ace attorney series are speaking. apollo justice says “Me: “I need some serotonin.” Husband: Stands up. Husband: sits back down. Hisband: “I didn’t remember what serotonin was until after I stood up so I was deadass about to go get you some.” with a neutral expression. klavier gavin is vaguely superimposed over his words. trucy wright comments “Hes a little confused, but hes got the spirit” with a happy expression. end id

image 4: image id: a tumblr post edited to look like characters from the ace attorney series are speaking. dahlia hawthorne says “Me, a terrible person: wtf?? Wtf I’m a good person I dont deserve this??” with an upset expression. end id

image 5: image id: a tumblr post edited to look like characters from the ace attorney series are speaking. cammy melee says “I be like “im trying my best” and then sleep 15 hours a day” with a dazed, sleepy expression. end id

image 6: image id: a tumblr post edited to look like characters from the ace attorney investigations games are speaking. ema skye says “today my gf said “when donkey asks shrek what his name is, shrek pauses before he says shrek, and i’m convinced he came up with it on the spot.” we weren’t even talking about shrek. i can’t stop thinking about it or how lucky i am to be with her” with a happy expression. kay faraday is vaguely superimposed over her words. end id

image 7: image id: a tumblr post edited to look like characters from the ace attorney series are speaking. kay faraday says “if i had seen the transition from sepia to color in wizard of oz in 1939 i would have lost my shit i would’ve started screaming in the theater” with a happy expression. end id

image 8: image id: a tumblr post edited to look like characters from the ace attorney series are speaking. simon keyes says “i have to be silly every day or my brain will start growing mold” with a neutral expression. end id

image 9: image id: a tumblr post edited to look like characters from the ace attorney series are speaking. larry butz says “Frankly, I’m up for anything that could reasonably be described as shenanigans, though in a pinch I’m willing to settle for causing a ruckus.” with a happy expression. end id

image 10: image id: a tumblr post edited to look like characters from the ace attorney series are speaking. miles edgeworth says “brains say, “I know a spot” and take you to a traumatic memory from 2001” with a pained expression. a picture of him, gregory edgeworth, and yanni yogi trapped in an elevator is vaguely superimposed over his words. end id

[tangerinesilk]

－ I CAN SEE YOU : TANGERINE X FEM!READER

tangerine is going on a solo mission… well, at least he thinks he is. with lemon missing by his side, he’s left with one other option that is supposed to make his job easier. unfortunately for him, you’re not the easiest to work with. stubborn, strong-minded and feisty. you’re both so alike yet nothing has made your bloods boil more than each other. 

rating ✷ r (18+ minors dni!)

warnings ✷ (very quick) smut: fem receiving, kisses all over bodies, a needy but quick hj, p in v, dirty talk, praising, implied rough (consensual) sex / others: cursing, drinking alcohol, mention and use of guns and violence, male hurting female (?) but not between main characters, mentions of blood and wounds.

tropes ✷ enemies to lovers!!!, person a is all talk no bite + person b knows that but still pushes them, playful banter, hiding together in small spaces, fake dating (?), if one is hurt– the other goes a bit crazy, says ‘i dont care’ then cares 5 seconds later. 

word count ✷ 6k!

songs that fit the vibe ✷ i can see you - taylor swift | moth to a flame - swedish house mafia + the weeknd | king of my heart - taylor swift | attention - charlie puth | nonsense - sabrina carpenter

a/n ✷ so i made a poll a months ago and this trope + pairing won! i’ve honestly been wanting to write a dave lizewski one as well and got a request idea. so.. we will see lmao. i will probably post then maybe edit later if there's still things i don't like... also, if you couldn't tell but im kind of a swiftie so i will love to write fics inspired by whole ass albums y'all.

but i hope this is what u guys expected and wanted. i actually do love writing for tangerine. just gives into my delulu thoughts. also, if you guys would like a plain pwp fic and not all of this fluff and dialogue stuffed inside, pls let me know bc i am definitely into that idea. 🫡

“You had to go and get yourself shot… then you wonder why you have to wear a bulletproof vest. Fuckin’ hell.” 

Tangerine kept his voice at a hushed tone, basically talking under his breath as he strutted through the grand hall of the hotel. Golden light glossed over his figure, passing by couples who were at standing tables with their cocktails.

“Well, Thomas said-”

“Thomas didn’t say shit. Don’t get me fuckin’ started now.”

Lemon already knew Tan was in a bad mood. Another Thomas the Tank Engine factoid wasn’t a playful move right now.

“Hey, mate. Don’t get all fussy wit’ me. You’re just mad about your new partner for the night.” Lemon rolled his eyes.

“Can’t believe I can’t be held accountable of myself. I can handle it on my own but you had to call the fuckin’ princess-” 

“She’s good. Your denial is obnoxious, bruv. It’s only a night, you get in and get out.” Lemon replied, holding his wounded side as he laid in his bed back in England, “What happened between you two that you’ve got beef like this?”

“No time to explain nor do I have the patience.” He arrived at the small bar to the side of the room, “If I leave her behind, can I take half the pay that’s supposed to be hers?” Tangerine asked.

“She’s supposed to be wearing a red dress. You’ll see her there… and please don’t cause a scene.” His brother begged.

“No promises.” He replied before hanging up. 

Tangerine blows a sigh past his lips, quickly asking for his drink of choice before scanning the mass of people around him. His blue eyes could only search so fast for the man that the hit was called on, causing him an instant frustration when he’s already worried about you ruining things regardless of how long you’re together.

“He’s next to the woman in the tacky gold ballgown… about two feet away from the ice sculpture.” Your soft voice suddenly spoke next to him, “But, I didn’t need to tell you that, right?”

The smirk on your face burned at his nerves and you noticed the clench in his jaw.

“Well, if it isn’t the fuckin’ Queen herself.” He said in a stern tone, “What? Germany was too borin’ for ya? Had to figure out a way to ruin someone’s operation?”

“Lemon is the one who called me in, and it isn’t about you. It’s about the pay out… you’re bound to screw something up with your ‘shoot first, ask questions later’ tactic.” You trailed, rolling your eyes as you turned your head away.

“And I’m certainly not afraid to use that tonight and not your fucked up, painfully long mind games like some fuckin’ psycho thilling killer.” He spat as his drink was place in front of him.

You narrowed your eyes at him, “Fuck you.”

“Darling, I’m flattered, but we have more important things to do right now.” He lowly groaned, purposefully looking at his target so his back was facing toward you.

Behind his tall stature, you glimpsed past his shoulder and saw your target chatting up a woman. 

He won’t be smiling for long, you thought.

“Alright, I’ll wait for him to slip away, follow him and you go through the kitchen.” Tangerine said under his breath, keeping quiet for only you to hear him.

“To go where?” You ask, walking around him to stand face to face.

“Erm…” He sighed, “Whatever car or vehicle you got here in, drive yourself back to whatever place you’re staying and I’ll figure out how to wire you the money.” He shrugged, downing the rest of his drink.

He took a step but you placed your hand on the center of his chest, “Not so fast. I’m not going down if you make a mess of this.”

“I don’t make messes. Well, actually, I get away with them once I’ve done ‘em so, I don’t need to worry about a liability.” Tangerine smirked, a bit of a tilt to his head. Cheeky bastard.

“The only liability here is the one who is ready to pull the trigger in his back.” You said before huffing, “I’m not sorry for what happened in Paris, but that was my choice. So, I’m going with you because it’s our operation. You know… I don’t need a fucking helping hand either.” You practically growled.

The two of you held a long gaze, creating a tense eye contact before he sighed, “Didn’t even say anythin’ about Paris, but if you’d like to assume I’m still mad ‘bout that, be my guest, princess.”

His shoulder bumped yours, making you clench your jaw before quickly following behind his tall stature. While he seemed persistent, you grabbed his hand which made him stop in his tracks in the middle of the dance floor.

He turned, “Am I your babysitter?”

“No, you’re my date. Hold my hand, you idiot.” Your eyes pierced through his.

As he looked down at your hand, he slowly grasped it, your fingers intertwining with one another’s before he proceeded through the glamorous crowd.

Couples swayed and waltzed between each step you took, assuming you were unnoticed by your target. Tangerine kept his eyes on him, easy to with the frosty-white full head of hair he had slicked back. The woman in the tacky dress ran her hand down his shoulder, pressing her lips to his ear to whisper something which made you and Tangerine veer to the side at a standing table.

“Are they movin’?” He asked, facing his back toward them.

Your eyes smoothly shift, taking a quick glance at the assumed couple. You ran your hand down Tangerine’s arm, accidentally feeling how toned his bicep was through the thick fabric of his suit jacket. You almost glanced down, wanting to give another squeeze before clearing your throat. A heat rose on your cheeks as you turned your head to face away from him.

“Y-Yeah, near the bathroom. There’s also a backdoor that leads up to the second floor… lots of private rooms for reasons that are obvious.” You said in a hushed tone, moving away from him to the other side of the table.

“Alright, since you wanna tag along, I’ll follow them and you cover the door.” Tangerine suggested once again.

You furrowed your eyebrows, “You do understand what teamwork is, yes?”

He chuckled, “Yes, I go up there, shoot a few rounds, then we make a getaway.”

“Will you just trust me?”

“Your trust means nothing… I need to know you’re not going to fuck anything up. Just like in Paris.”

You smirked, “So you do have that against me.”

“Well, it’s not like it was your best. Leave me with a shot in the arm, Lemon on the ground and you, little miss greed, get away with your cash. If we all did this job for money, we wouldn’t be riskin’ our lives just runnin’ around killin’ or resucin’ people just for someone’s dime. You obviously do though.”

You narrowed your eyes, “You don’t know me…”

“Nor do you know me so…” He huffed, “Let’s just do what we have to do.”

There was tension between you, as if there was more fo a protective instinct than hate toward one another. You couldn't figure out Tangerine’s deal. Why was he so hostile toward you? Yes, what happened in Paris was fucked up, but he wasn’t the type to hold a grudge. He didn’t take shit from anyone, so why were you getting under his skin?

“Shit!” He grunted under his breath, seeing your target disappear into the hall.

The two of you hurry, yet still try to act casual to not raise eyebrows, and exit into the same hallway. As you push open the door, you hear the two talking in the stairwell before another door closes.

“You got your gun on you?” He asked as his hand slid into the back of his pants.

“Of course.” You scoffed, tearing up the slit in your dress. He saw the small pistol strapped to your thigh, making his mouth a bit dry.

He nodded, “Good…” 

Taking a quick breath, Tangerine opened the door. You slipped through and he followed behind, your backs facing one another as you scanned the hallway. It wasn’t narrow but if anyone slipped out of one of the rooms, they were right in your sights.

“I’ll take this one, you take that one.” He whispered, pointing his gun to the opposite door of his.

With your heart in your throat, you slowly crack the door open and don’t see anyone before a body flies from behind and slammed the door open from Tangerine’s side. The woman lied dead on the floor, blood all over his dress, and just as you turned around, a punch slid across your cheek. 

Instinctively, you ducked to dodge the second jab and swoop under to get on the other side of the man as Tangerine wrapped his arms around the guy to pull him to the ground.

Tan loudly grunted as he tried to gain control, basically attempting to straddle him in order to push his arm against his neck. Even with all his strength, the man gripped his hands around Tangerine’s arms to throw him off along with trying to push his knee between his crotch.

“Watch the door!” Tan directed to you. 

You nodded, catching your breath with your back against the wall by the door. The adrenaline ran through your veins and heard your heartbeat in your ears as one tear of blood dripped down your cheek. The crack of bones made you turn your head, seeing the man’s body go limp as Tan began to stand over him.

He quickly walked over the man, as if he was in the way, and comes to your side.

“He nicked you bad. Lemme see.” Tan said, your eyes meeting his as he held your cheek. The touch of his hand seemed to be some comfort, his thumb wiping the blood away and trying to see how bad the wound was.

“Bastard.” He muttered, “C’mon, let’s go before someone comes up.”

Without a word in, he grabbed your hand and dragged you behind his lead. You two headed for the exit door down the other side of the hall as you heard footsteps rumble from the other stairs you came up.

“Wait a minute.” Tan said, fiddling with his belt buckle.

Your eyes widen, “What on earth are you doing?”

He smirked, “Relax, darling. You flatter yourself too much.”

You rolled your eyes as the sound of his belt slid against the fabric of his belt loops before curling the leather strap around the door to keep it locked. The two of you fled down the stairs and suddenly found yourselves in the kitchen area. A few eyes followed as you both ran through, very obvious that you were running from something, but still aimed to get to some kind of exit.

With sudden luck, Tangerine saw his car across the street, instantly knowing which way he was supposed to go. Without skipping a beat, he grabbed your hand once more and the two of you ran across the street. Hopping into the passenger seat and Tan taking off was like a blur, just happening in seconds.

“Y/N?” Tan saying your name woke you from your trance.

“Huh?” You asked, shaking your head.

He quickly turned his head, “You alright?” He said with concern, one hand on the steering wheel and his foot easing off the gas.

“Y-Yeah, I’m okay. I don’t know what happened back there.” You trailed, a bit embarrassed. You were never one to let your guard down, well– enough to get hit right smack in the face.

“Are you sure?”

You turned your attention to him, “I’m fine, why wouldn’t I be?” You asked rhetorically.

“‘Cause of that big cut on your cheek.”

You narrowed your eyes, “Alright, what’s your big plan now, Einstein? Were just going to sleep in your car and hope we don’t wake up decapitated?”

He half-chuckled, “You truly think so little of me, don’t you?”

“Is that rhetorical?”

Tan rolled his blue eyes, “We’re goin’ somewhere safe.”

– – –

You wanted to believe you were strolling into some kind of trap. The lobby had a classic aesthetic to it, pale gold wallpaper and a wall of keys behind the person at the small front desk. You two placed your go-bags on the red carpeted ground as Tangerine checked into a room.

“Hello Mr. Tangerine.”

Oh, great. He’s some guest of honor here.

“‘Ello, Colin. My usual room.”

“Is that what you say in front of all the girls?” You tilted your head, standing behind him.

He rolled his eyes, “‘Cuse her.”

The man chuckled, crinkles by his eyes, “How many nights are you staying this time?”

This time. You could scoff out loud but you didn’t want to hear the tude from him.

“Just overnight. Nothin’ too serious.”

“Well, enjoy your stay, as always.” The man nodded before Tangerine thanked him.

The two of you head toward the old elevator, watching him quickly press the up button before you stand by his side. You half chuckled, “I’ve never seen you act so kindly toward anyone, tell me, does he see you bring girls through here all the time or-”

“Has anyone ever told you to shut your pie hole?”

“Hmm, not verbally. But, those eyes of your say enough for me… you’re too predictable, sometimes, Tan.”

He gave you a lingering look as the door opened, passing him into the elevator. The two of you make your way to the fifth floor and the hall is eerily quite for a hotel full of private contractors and assassins. You had your hands behind your back then patiently waited for Tangerine to jiggle the key into the lock, opening a door to a huge room with a surprisingly wide view.

“You’d think the curtains were closed.” You muttered as he walked over, closing them anyways.

Suddenly, he stripped from his suit jacket and you couldn’t help but see how tight his button up was around his biceps and chest.

“Did you get that a size too small?” You ask as you chunk your heels into the corner.

“Well, I certainly can’t kill fuckin’ bloaks wearing baggy clothes now.”

“But, you can in a three piece suit?” You cocked your eyebrow.

He licked his lips, “As if your dress is a flexible material.” Tangerine said as he pulled his rings off, placing them on the night stand.

“I can say the same for your pants.”

Tangerine wanted to look down but didn’t give into your comment. You place your bag down on the bed, grabbing your silk pajamas nearly folded on top and changed in the bathroom.

“God, just go to bed. We’ve got a long day tomorrow.” You somewhat groaned.

You sit on the top of the bed, unfolding the duvet before shoving it off to get underneath them.

Tangerine paused, “What the fuck do you you’re doin’?”

You furrowed your eyebrow, “This thing called going to sleep. Try it sometime, you’d be less grouchy.”

He rolled his eyes, “I know that, smartass, I mean what’re you doin’ in the bed that I’m goin’ to be sleepin’ in too?”

You rolled over, putting your weight on your elbows, “I know you’re dramatic but this takes the cake for top performances.”

He faked a laugh, “If you don’t get your ass out of that bed in two seconds, I’ll throw you in the tub with a pillow.”

“Oh, wouldn’t you like to. Fine, do it.” You said before laying flat into the mattress, staring straight at the ceiling.

He didn’t care for your equal amount of sarcasm, but he just gave you a cocked eyebrow.

“Okay, fine. I’d rather sleep on the floor anyways.” He said, stretching his arms up and behind his head. Your eyes quickly admired his muscles before turning back.

“Be my guest, princess.” You scoffed, slipping on your pajama shorts, “I’ll enjoy my big comfy bed.”

You pulled the heavy duvet over your waist, curling up with the dense pillow beneath your head. 

Tangerine stood there, biting the inside of his cheek as he watched you roll on your side. He tilted his head back before unbuttoning his shirt and tossing it on the desk chair. Although your eyes were closed, his side of the bed sunk in and you tried to hold back your smile at his faded stubbornness.

With your backs facing one another, you two just listened to the silence of the city. It gave you a moment to think of Paris– the last time you were with one another or much rather supposed to be against each other. You were a double agent, not exactly proud of it but you let greed take over your motivated justice. 

Having to scam Lemon and Tangerine wasn’t your finest hour either, you thought about it for months and finally coming face to face with Tangerine (out of the two, he wasn’t the one you would want to bump into again), all the guilt came rushing back like the snap of an elastic band.

– – –

The morning sun runs through the thin silk of the curtains, shining over your bodies in the bed. You wake up to the sound of light snoring, happy that you could sleep through it, and Tangerine in a deep slumber with his arm over the bed. He suddenly looked like innocence, so soft and tender, simply laying there like it was any other day.

You sit up, putting your hair out of your face then head to the bathroom. When you turn the light on, you’re almost surprised to see your reflection. Forgetting about the scar against your cheek, you look more rough around the edges. You sigh as you run your fingers over it, remembering the way Tangerine did last night.

After washing up, you go back out and Tangerine is now standing up and stretching his arms above his head. Your eyes quickly shift up his body, admiring the tattoos in their random places and how the band of his briefs rest on his hips. You sealed your lips from smiling at how sharp his v-line was accompanied by the happy trail disappearing into his pants.

“Sleep good with that stick in your ass?” You retort, passing him.

He rolled his eyes, “...You’re annoying, ya know that?”

“Oh, you’ve made that clear.” You mocked him as you closed the curtains more, “That’s why I love to do it.”

Tangerine flicked on the lamp, giving the room a warm glow.

“Alright, I say we lay low today. Better to be out of sight and–”

You cut him off, “Stuck in this room together?... are you trying to kill me t–”

He then put his hand over your mouth, looking deep into your eyes, “Yes, stuck in this room where we can keep an eye on each other and you can’t screw me over again.”

Your heart stopped for a split second, as if he couldn’t have been more of the controlling one. He took his hand away and you gulped, “Yep. Fine. Fair.”

Tangerine pressed his tongue against the inside of his cheek before you go to your bag in the chair that’s pushed in the corner of the room. You slightly bend over to look inside your duffle and his icy eyes can’t help but look up the back of your thighs and straight at your ass and lower back. How he could easily put his hands on your hips and make you hold onto something.

He shook his head, feeling like he was coming down with something to even imagine that thought.

You pulled out an old novel and sat yourself back on the bed, hoping that the hours would pass as you sank further into the broken-in mattress.

Tangerine sat down in the chair nudged into the corner, adjacent from your view, and he pulled out his gun that was conveniently tucked into the back of his pants.

“Are you actually holding me hostage?” You furrowed your brows, but didn’t take your eyes from your sentence.

“Whatever fantasy you’d like you believe.” He trailed, opening his gun and emptying his rounds into his palm.

– – –

Suddenly, you leaped out of a deep sleep. Your book laid open on your stomach while an extra pillow was between your legs. Your eyes fluttered open, thinking the past few days has been a dream, until you noticed Tangerine wasn’t sitting in the chair. You quickly looked around before hearing the bathroom door open and he stepped out, shirtless and in new dark slacks that rested on his hips.

Your mouth became dry. How could you dislike him so much yet here you are, ready to jump his bones as he crossed the room.

“What are you getting dressed for?” You asked, rubbing your eyes.

He half-chuckled at your groggy voice, “I want a drink.”

“Oh, like you’re not just going to abandon me here like I did you?... Where you go, I go.” You warned him.

He rolled his eyes, “Don’t be so dramatic.”

“A bit hypocritical coming from you.”

Tangerine just ignored your smart comment and opened the door, letting you through first before he followed. His eyes, once again, trace your lower back and trailed down your legs. His cheeks flushed pink as he quickly looked away, clearing his throat as he caught up to you so you two were walking side by side.

You pushed the faded down button as you pushed a big breath past your lips. Tangerine put his back against the wall and crossed his arms, his muscles basically restraining in his light button up. As you turned around, you rolled your eyes– but not at him, just at yourself. How could you have any little feeling for someone who also annoyed you to your core?

He took your silence as a bit of a tease. To be fair, you two didn’t really know one another. You met once before and then you simply betrayed him. Quickly, you were dead to him, but now you’re forced to be together and it raised an important question to himself too. Why was he helping someone who obviously can’t be trusted? 

Tangerine furrowed his eyebrows at that thought, knowing he would have thrown you to the wolves last night after you closed your eyes. He played with his watch a bit before the elevator dinged and caught both of your attentions.

After entering, the low-sounding shifting mechanics of the elevator were the only sounds between you two. You heard Tangerine sniffle, seeing him stretch his neck out of the corner of your eye, but you kept a straight view to the doors. While Tangerine thought you were continuing to give him the silent treatment, you were lost in your own thoughts of the past.

You flashbacked to your last night in Paris together, and remembered how the guilt creeped up on you knowing that, in a few hours, you’d have to betray both Lemon and Tangerine. Before knowing them, you didn’t care, but now that you’ve realized how hard you were falling for Tan, it felt like a double edged sword. If you didn’t do it, maybe you could stay with him– have a life together. But, if you went through with your selfish heist, you’d lose the guy who made you comfortable with being vulnerable after a long time. 

Obviously, you regretted your decision.

“Is this what you want?” You simply asked.

Tangerine quickly turned his head, “What?”

You rolled your eyes before facing his direction, “This.” You gestured between the two of you, “The weird animosity and constantly arguing and nit-picking?”

He never thought you’d be so bold to point it out, “I mean, we don’t like each other. Simple, isn’t it?”

“I guess…” You trailed, facing back toward the doors.

Tangerine licked his lips, wondering if he should utter the words on his tongue.

“...But, that doesn’t mean we can’t start over.”

You looked over your shoulder once more before turning around to him, “You mean that?”

He arched his eyebrow, “Should I regret it now?”

Just as the elevator dinged, the doors slowly opened and the hotel lobby appeared empty. You smirked to yourself, “Why don’t we catch up over that drink, huh?” You sort of teased– not sure if it had purpose.

– – –

Your drink tasted smooth, easily trailing down your throat as you leaned your head back to finish off the rest of the liquor in your glass. Once you tilted your head back straight, you were met with Tangerine’s signature eyebrow arch.

“Don’t worry, I’m paying for my own drinks.” You sighed, placing your glass back down on the wooden table top.

“As long as I don’t got to carry you back up to the room.” He sighed, sounding more defeated than witty, then his blue eyes glanced down then back into your eyes.

You hummed, running your finger along the rim of the empty glass. 

“‘right so, what’ve you been doin’ since we last…” He cleared his throat, “saw one other?”

You crossed your leg over the other, “Not much. Actually, it’s the first time I’ve been out for a while. After leaving you guys, I laid low in Tuscany.”

“For how long?”

You shrugged, “Five months? I was on the countryside and I wanted to be alone…” then, you smirked, “I heard that you were in Kyoto.” 

Tangerine could chuckle about it now, “For a bit. Had a job to do for some psychotic, fucked up family. The dad called in us, they were all turin’ on each other. Whole fuckin’ thing…”

“As in…” You trailed, “Against one another? The whole family?”

He just nodded before taking a sip of his drink.

You raised your eyebrows, “Wow… and you got out with no bruises or cuts? Bullet holes?”

Tangerine licked his lips before he presented the side of his neck, lighter skin over his tanner tone to show the scar. You carefully reached out, brushing your fingers against it which made a tingle go up his spine. You sit back down as he turned back in his chair, and he seemed to tense up.

“Amazing you survived it.” You sealed your lips.

He crossed his arms, “I supposed…”

A comfortable silent fell between you, the light, jazz music playing at a low, and Tangerine’s eyes trailed up the side of your bare leg. He didn’t mean to stare this much, but he felt more vulnerable than usual. One thing you knew is that Tangerine was a layered person, you had to take time to get to the center of him and realize he’s not so cold once you get to know him.

“Five months in Tuscany, I bet that was lovely.”

“Not really. I isolated the whole time… I wanted to be by myself, but I felt bad about what happened… what I did in Paris.” You admitted, but didn’t look into his eyes, fearing that he would turn on you in a second.

Tangerine sighed, “You had to do your job, we did ours… that’s ‘bout all that can be said.” 

Assuming from the lack of eye contact and his tone, he seemed hurt too. You could easily let it boost your ego, but, you actually felt a relief. This hatred you’ve held against each other has finally come down and even though it wasn’t actually said, both of you can feel hostility leave the room.

You bit the inside of your cheek, “Remember, we’re starting over. Clean slate. I hope I’m making a good impression so far.” You raised your eyebrows, lifting your glass again just to drink the mixture of watered down liquor. 

He chuckled, “You’re just lovely.”

The comment made your face get hot. You blame the accent and how it can just get under your skin.

“I don’t think you’ve ever called me something so nice.”

Tangerine smirked, “Funny since we’ve just met, darling.”

Darling.

It was the first time you heard it as a term of endearment then pure spite.

You rolled your eyes, but you could humor that Tangerine was going along with it. This new cheeky side of him was something you didn’t think existed– maybe it was the liquor talking, but you hoped it wasn’t just that simple.

“So, what brings you here?” You continued to tease, placing your elbows on the table, “Business… or pleasure?” Your hand laid on top of his, brushing your fingertips along the chunky rings that perfectly fit his fingers.

Multiples thoughts sounded through both your minds.

“Maybe it’s the liquor.” “Maybe we’re a little over our heads.” “Maybe we’re bored.”

But, Tangerine held your hand on top of the table, gently holding it as his thumb grazes over your knuckles.

“Depends…” He trailed, now leaning in too, “What are you here for?”

– – –

In just a few minutes, you two were back in the room you felt trapped in for hours.

Tangerine pressed your back against the wall, a tingle running up your spine from the coolness of the wallpaper. Your lips pressed together over and over, tilting your head before biting his bottom lip. He effortlessly lifted you up with his hand under the back of your thighs, and your ankles meet around his back.

He needed so bad, desperate even… and the feeling was mutual.

He put you down on your feet again, pressing a kiss against your scarred cheek then another on your jaw. His light kisses run down the middle of your breasts as his hand lifted up the end of your skirt. You pushed your hips out as your back was against the wall still, watching him pull down your panties in an instant. You kick them to the side and Tangerine placed your leg over his shoulder, kisses along your inner thigh and your hand ran through the front of his curls.

Suddenly, his tongue ran over your swollen clit before sucking on it. With one hand in his hair, the other caressing your breast and running your thumb over your nipple.

Tangerine panted, moving his hand against your pussy lips. He pushed them apart, showing your tight hole and how you clench around nothing. He lowly groaned, running his fingers over your clit before sliding his two fingers into your pussy. You bite your bottom lip to hold back the moan stuck in your throat, watching him suck your clit and finger you at the same time.

Just as your climax neared, he felt your cunt tighten around his fingers. He couldn’t end it like this so, he took them away. You let your leg down, watching him come back up and tower over you.

“If I’m goin’ to make you cum…” He sighed, “I’m gonna be deep inside you when you fucking crumble.” He said so low before pressing his fingers against your tongue, and you tasted yourself.

You pulled his hand back, running your thumbs over his tattooed hand.

“Not if I make you cum first.” You trailed, moving his hand down so you could kiss him.

He could drop to his knees in an instant, but Tangerine surprisingly kept his composure. 

You smirked as you pushed him toward the bed, the back of his knees hitting it to make him sit down. As you stood in front of him, he leaned on his elbows as he watched your dress drop to the floor. It pooled at your ankles and when his eyes shifted back up, so glossed over, your bare body was the center of his attention.

“Hmm, I don’t think you’ll last.” You taunted.

As much as he could snap back, you straddled him and pulled apart his tightly buttoned shirt. Your hands ran over his toned and tatted chest before reaching down to his pants, unzipping the fly and he shuffled a bit to shift them off his hips. His cock was hard, restrained from his boxers and you felt flattered.

You giggled, leaning forward to share a slow kiss with him. Your bare pussy rubbed against his cock as you moved closer to him. A low groan mumbled between your makeout, and you pushed him back so you two both fell on the bed.

Your hands pressed into each side of the mattress, gaining strength to help yourself grind against his hard. His big hands tightly held your hips as you continued your smooth momentum, whimpering at your clit being rubbed by your harsh grind.

As heat rose in the room, your right hand dipped between the two of you, and ran over his hard cock once more. Tan’s lips now desperately met your jaw before taking a light bite at your neck. The feeling of your hand caressing through his boxers could make him release right there.

Becoming more impatient, you finally pushed your hand into the band of his boxers and he once more moved his hips to shift out of them. 

“Fuck, your cock is so big… can barely hold it with my hand. God, I want you to stretch me out…” You moaned, “Is that okay?”

You purposefully let him believe that he was in charge, and you were falling into the submissive role. Tangerine gained a bit of confidence from your desperate comments, and he sat more up on the bed.

“Fucking christ…” Is all he could say.

He moved the swollen and red tip against your wet slit, also aching and needing your walls to wrap around him now. At first there was pressure, pushing the tip inside your hole then slowly guiding your hips down to completely take in every inch of his cock. 

Once he bottomed out, your body lightly shook as your lips brushed against his. He was fully inside you, the tight and warm feeling making him wither beneath you.

Tangerine moved his hand, kissing your shoulder, “God, you feel like fuckin’ heaven.”

“Don’t stop. Please…” You huffed.

– – –

Then, it was morning. 

The rising sun peaked through the small split of the curtains. As you tried to shift, your body ached throughout every muscle. A small groan left your lips, but you were pulled back by a strong arm wrapped around your waist.

It snapped you back into reality. Last night really happened… and you were okay with that.

Tangerine’s tattooed arm unconsciously tightened around you, holding you close still as he still slept behind you. You barely look over your shoulder and saw his face, his eyes still shut and his curls looked wild.

You faintly smile as you turn around to face him, and that’s what woke him up. He pulled his arms back and rubbed his eyes from the brightness of the sun coming in. You run your finger along a curl on his forehead, pushing it to the top of his head and your heart melted from the sight of those blue eyes.

“Did last night really happen?” You mumbled, but with a faint smile on your lips.

He placed his hand gently on your cheek, caressing his thumb against your jaw. 

“I think the real question is…” He trailed, “Do we stay another night or go back to pretending to not know each other's existences?”

You bit your bottom lip, lightly giggling, “I think we pick secret option three and go somewhere else. Get away for a while… see where this is going. Don’t you?”

Just at that moment, Tangerine’s phone vibrated in his pants that were on the floor next to the bed. He turned over on his other side, reaching down to pull it out and reading a text Lemon just sent.

“Got a call about a job in Budapest. Are you in or overstaying your weekend?”

Tangerine smirked at himself, then felt your lips press against his neck. You placed another kiss on his shoulder, leaving a tender love bite before he turned back around to kiss you. Maybe it was the natural thrill of the chase, but you loved the not knowing. 

Whatever was next, you could only hope that he kept it interesting.

[enderfenderdragon]

can you do tamaki amajiki with a breeding kink? Would also prefer some scenes of him being a switch.

yeah sure, i did make the reader female. is that okay? this is the first request i ever have had, so thank you. hope you like it! :D

also i realised i didn't really do the breeding kink, i just found it hard to write for. i'm so sorry, i know it was what you requested. but i tried to make up for it. i really am sorry. :(

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warnings!: dom!tamaki amajiki, sub!tamaki amajiki, dom!reader, sub-ish!reader, p in v, smutty (kind of), reader is a female. (sorry if you don't like that.) use of y/n. use of bunny (tamaki calls reader 'bunny') not proof read!.

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you moan his name and his thrusts speed up.

"am i doing good?" he asked looking into your eyes with affection and lust.

"y-yes, s-so good" you reply moaning his name once more.

you and tamaki have been at it for about an hour. him switching from being a sub to a dom then a sub again, it seems he likes to be submissive at the hands of y/n. who would of known? one of UA's big three was submissive with his partner.

you hear tamaki growl like a wolf and flips you over to your under side (belly). he starts beating his cock deep inside of your tight walls.

"a-ah!" you moan from surprise.

your moans and cries only make tamaki become even more dominate. but once he starts to get a little too ruff you tell him (more like beg him) to slow down.

"t-tamaki! t-too r-ruff!" you cry. back arching as

his eyes widen and his thrusts stop at once when he heard you cry. apologises and asking if your okay spill from his mouth.

"oh my god, y/n are you okay? i-im s-so sorry, b-baby im sorry" he quickly whispers.

he quickly and gently flips you over and cups your cheek.

"a-are you o-okay? i-im so so s-sorry. p-please f-forgive m-me." he whispers to you. resting his knees on the bed near your feet. his body stiff with anxiety.

you cup his hands on your cheeks.

"y-yes, you were g-great." you whisper back.

his whole body relaxes when you whisper this. you move one of your hands from his hand on your cheek to his cheek.

"b-but you did become a little too ruff. you have to remember, im not as strong as you tamaki" you say to him, voice stern. trying to make him realise or remember that you are indeed, smaller then him.

"i-im sorry b-bunny" he pulls you into a hug. you quickly hug him back and sigh.

"how about we just watch a movie hmm?" you say into his ear making him shiver, also making you laugh.

"d-dont laugh a-at m-me. i-it's n-not funny." he pouts.

"y-yes it is, it so is." you say back to him ruffling his hair.

you stand up and walk to your shared bathroom. you have a shower, and then tamki has a shower. while he is having his shower you get the snacks, the movie, the blankets and all the extra things you need when having a movie night with tamaki.

your sitting down thinking: 'why did tamaki growl, then flip me over. then start beating my pussy? is he okay? is he annoyed at me?'

your thoughts get interrupted when tamaki steps out of the shower, playing with his hair as a way of 'drying it' he calls it.

"hey" you hear him say.

tamaki crawls towards you on the bed, cupping you cheeks.

"w-whats on y-your mind b-bunny?" he asks tilting his head the way you always found adorable.

you sigh, looks at him through your eye lashes and takes a deep breath.

"why did you suddenly become very dominate and very ruff with me?" you ask, your voice small just above a whisper. afraid anyone would hear what you asked.

tamaki's face becomes a firing mess and he quickly covers his face with his hands.

you laugh and cup his hands, gently making him let you see his very red face you ask again. but instead of hiding his face tamaki mumbles so quiet you don't hear him.

"tamaki, hunny i didn't hear you." you say quietly back.

the next few words that escapes tamaki amajiki's mouth make your whole body stiffen and your face becomes hotter then a volcano.

"i-i was t-trying to b-breed y-you" he mumbles.

@the-little-devils-chaos

[kvthgok]

Pain In the Ass | Miguel O’Hara x Teen Spider Reader (Platonic obv)

Warnings- none

Summary- Miguel scolds you for going on a mission he told you not to go on but you had enough of it

Side note- OMMLLL I HAVENT WROTE IN SOOO LONG IM SO SORRY YALL 💀🙏. ANYWAYYYSSSSSSS this one takes a lil just a lil turn Yk 🌝 OKAY ILL SHUT UP ENJOY THIS OR DONT IDC 🤍 (Not Proof Read hehe)

Miguel was always busy with dealing with a multiverse falling apart, so he didn't have much time to deal with his rebellious kid.

Basically you.

Miguel was standing on the platform where he was looking at all the floating holographic screens , not realizing that his kid had once again escaped for like the 100th time today. . .

"Chinga tu madre. . ." He muttered and groaned to himself when he noticed that you weren't in your usual spot in his big “man cave’” as you would call it when you were younger

Miguel took a deep breath.

He sighed "Lyla, where is my kid?"

Lyla appeared, “tsk tsk your always losing your her Miguel” she said annoying him

Miguel pinched his bridge of his nose, “just tell me where she’s at lyla” clearly getting pissed off

Lyla rolled her eyes in her normal sassy way, “she’s in another universe fighting an anomaly—you know the one you told her not to go fight” she said looking up from her phone

Miguel rolled his eyes, "I give this kid one rule... "Pendeja, I told her to stay away from that anomaly!“" He muttered under his breath.

Miguel sighed, wondering what he had done to deserve having such a rebellious child

"Lyla, call the others. Make sure they know there is an anomaly in that universe."

Miguel sighed deeply, annoyed at how his daughter constantly disobeyed him.

"I didn’t sign up to be a father to be disobeyed constantly. I told her to stay away from that anomaly and now she’s in trouble. She never listens to a single word I say. She’s so impulsive, I swear to god..."

Miguel clearly irritated from my rebellious actions opens up a portal to that universe you were in

He saw you flying and fighting the anomaly. He had to admit it for my age you were better than the other at the Spider Society.

After a few minutes you got done and tied the anomaly up with your spider webs and you were about to open a portal back to the HQ spider society until you saw Miguel. “Oh hey” you said giving him a nervous smile and laugh “funny seeing you here” scratching the back of your neck. Meanwhile Miguel eyes were practically turning red he was super livid.

Miguel was furious as he walked up to you.

"I gave you one rule and you broke it. Now tell me. . . Why did you go to that anomaly after I explicitly told you not to?"

“Cause you told me explicitly not to go” You said

"And you thought that was a good idea?"

Miguel was still furious but he was trying not to yell."That anomaly could've killed you! There was a reason why I didn't want you to go near it!"

Starting to get pissed you said,“But guess What? It didn’t kill me” You went through the portal back to the HQ spider society carrying the anomaly and handing it off to another Spider-women with Miguel following through

Miguel was still angry as they both made their way through the portal.

"You know the rules... Yet you still can't manage to follow them. . . You know... I've been too easy with you. I need to actually do something about your disobedience this time."

"Give me your web shooters."

“What no” you scoffed turning around

"Hand. Them. Over. Now."

Miguel was getting angrier by the second. He wasn't playing this time.

"I gave you these to assist you with your duties and to protect you from danger."

"Obviously, you can't do that. So, you won't be needing them."

You mocked him, “yeah yeah whatever “ still not handing them over

You tried to pull away but failed as Miguel grabbed your web shooters and pulled them off. You were furious but knew better then to argue with him.

Miguel rolled his eyes.

"You could've just given them to me."

"...But no. You just HAD to be a pain in the ass and make it difficult for no reason."

He sighed.

"Lyla, make sure you keep a close eye on her for the next couple of days. She's clearly not capable of following simple rules and needs some level of supervision."

Lyla appeared and sighed.

"Oh great, this is going to be fun."

Lyla then turned to you.

"Miguel is right, you know. You need to do a better job at listening to him. I get that it can be tough having a strict father, but rules exist for a reason. You can't just go breaking all of his rules whenever you feel like it. That's not how it works, Y/n."

You glared at Lyla.

Lyla looked at you un-phased by your glaring.

"I'm just saying, Y/n. You could do a lot better at listening to Miguel, especially when he's asking you to do something that's for your safety."

"I know you're a smart kid and you have potential, so I'm confident that you can improve at listening to Miguel."

You completely snapped,“Look he isn’t even my father he’s just another version of my dad from another universe. My REAL father is dead in my universe. And Miguel thinks I’m some replacement cause he can’t accept the fact that HIS REAL daughter is dead. I’m not some sort of second chance for you to be a dad again I hope your remember that Miguel. If anything he’s the REAL Pain In the Ass for thinking he always has to watch me like a hawk everywhere I go”

[rainstops]

pen meets paper, head meets pillow

alhaitham x gn!reader

summary: you overwork yourself, but you really had to get a good grade on this test. clearly alhaitham cared more about your wellbeing than you did yourself.

a/n: based on true events!! minus the fact that i have a boyfriend to take care of me

It was late, yet you were unsure of how late exactly. not like it mattered to you anyways. all that mattered was that test tomorrow.

being a student, has often left you feeling dumb. especially around most of your friends who immediately understood any topic. your grades were average at best, and you could not let them drop by any chance. sure you were good at a lot of things, that a lot of people were not good at, but why could you just not get better grades? no matter how hard you tried, how much you believed you finally understood the current topic on hand, you were never pleasently surprised.

thats why you were grateful for your boyfriend. even if sometimes, people made you feel stupid, alhaitham has never made you feel that way. quite the oposite - whenever you needed it, he was more than happy to help you and explain anything you needed to know.

he was just in the room right next to yours, but you couldnt ask him for help. it was the middle of the night and he was sleeping.

just a little more you thought.

just another hour or two and then-

"hey why arent you in bed", alhaitham was standing behind you, hair messy and a sleepy yet concerned expression resting on his face. seeing alhaitham worries or concerned, was pretty new to you. sure sometimes he was worried about things, but never did he really let it show.

"i have a test tomorrow", you replied, as if that explained why you were disregarding how tired your brain and your body were. you were neglecting your health, and alhaitham seemed to be more aware of it than you were. "so? you need to sleep [name]. a test isnt nearly as important as your health", alhaitham looked down at what you were writing. papers were spread all over your desk, messy notes, graphs, pictures and at least two books. or maybe three. you couldnt really tell under the mess.

but alhaitham realy grew concerned when he saw your face. your eyes were sleepy as never before, and as equally teary. why you were crying, you didnt even know yourself. maybe it was because you were tired, or maybe because you didnt really understand the topic.

without another word alhaitham started cleaning up your desk, collecting the papers and put them into a neat pile on the side of your desk.

"hey- wait im not done-", alhaitham did in fact not stop. he continued closing the books and collecting all the pencils you had used.

as much as you wanted to protest, as much as you wanted to tell him that you needed to study more, you knew he wouldnt hear it. and surely you were also too tired to actually do anything against it.

"alhaitham i cant fail this test, i need to get at least a C. if i dont-"

"if you dont go to sleep youre not going to get even a C, because your brain wont have enough rest, and youre not going to get a good grade no matter how much you study", alhaitham didnt want to hear what you were going to say. maybe if he wouldnt have cut you off, he wouldve never heard the end of it.

"come on, go to sleep", reluctantly, you got up from your chair, and alhaitham took you by the hand, to lead you to your bedroom.

when he turned to look at you, you were rubbing your sleepy eyes. even when you were tired, you were just so cute, alhaithams heart skipped a beat. and he was so glad he was there - he didnt even dare to think how many times you had put yourself through this while he wasnt there.

you layed down on your soft bed, and under the cold sheets, but alhaithams warm body made up for the weird feeling off the cold against your skin. his arms wrapped around your waist, and he somewhat burried his face in your shoulder.

a few minutes had passed, in comfortable silence and just listening to each others soft breaths and heartbeats.

"[name], please dont overwork yourself like that. its not good for you", you were already asleep when he said that.

a/n: storytime,, today i collapsed in school because i overworked myself for a test... i fucked up the test anyways...

[ma3mae]

Don't be so annoyed, love!

Summary: He's so annoying sometimes but it's ok because you love him 😭 (HC w/ Dazai, Kunikida, Ranpo)

Genre: Crack, fluff, lowkey suggestive themes

Warnings: 🗿 we ignoring the red flags bc we can. also mentions of farting bc dazai 🗿🗿🗿🗿🗿

A/N: u cant tell me that they wouldnt do any of these things ok 💀also kunikida's got a small drabble out of nowhere but im always wildin when it comes to him 😭😭😭😭😭

Dazai Osamu

u cant tell me that as soon as hes rly comfortable in ur relationship that he WOULD NOT be ashamed of just farting outta nowhere honestly 💀

Like yall r just chilling on the couch, watching smth and he just lets it all out bc why should he hold himself back 🗿

Hes at home 🗿

But bro's lucky he doesnt smell but 🗿🗿🗿🗿 wheres the warning from him

u give him the side eye and hes like "What? Are you perhaps ashamed of human nature, bella?" like ok we'll leave him alone but he ruined the emotional moment of the movie yall were watching 😭😭😭

Is also the type to prob leave his socks and clothes lying around

It got better over time but he still sometimes does it bc old habits die hard i guess 🧍

once got so bad you just collected all of his clothes and put them infront of the door so he'd have no choice but to pick all of that up and do it himself 💀

would try to talk his way out of it in the beginning but also felt kinda bad after the relationship got more and more serious

So now hes a good bf/ husband and does it himself 🤩 (with the occasional sock under the couch 💀)

drinking habits would take a bit longer to be fully gone, he'd learn to regulate it over time

He's learned to warn you tho when he thinks that a rly shitty day might hit him bc work and more

sometimes you take the day off and do something together to take his mind off of it

Sometimes you're at work and a "im home" text without hearts will come and you know whats wrong

would feel more comfortable over time letting you take care of him

will definitely show you his appreciation for you the next days in one way or the other 🤩💅

talking about living together, yall would often have to sit down to talk about his spendings bc our man cant save for ANYTHING

Used to often come home with little things like "Look, this reminded me of you!" and it's a plushie of a cat or something

Started off cute and small but got dramatic like him really fast

ngl he came home with a expensive necklace u liked when the both of u went shopping but u didnt buy it bc.. she expensive...

like he was charming as always with his "Tada! Guess what I've got you?~ 😋" ".... Not the necklace...? 😧" "🤩 How did you guess that right, bella??" "😨😨"

THIS man right here wouldnt even hesitate to just right out fking steal shit for you if u want it bc thats how much Power u got over him he'd never admit that tho sksks... OK maybe in bed...

he'd def either blackmail or bribe chuuya into helping him with stealing

probably even has access to his bank account and you'd only realize that when he'd stand infront of your door, asking where that "f*cking b*stard" is

you'd legit have to mediate their convo or else the whole building you live in would be gone immediately skks 💀

Chuuya likes u so he wouldnt make yall pay for it bc he knows that dazai's nearly broke 24/7 and u dont deserve to pay for his fault 💅

it would be enough to destroy his pride to make him obey chuuya for like 2 weeks or sum cue evil cackling from said red head

queen of Gaslightining nr. 1 😭 sometimes its for the dumbest arguments tho like why its okay to smack your lips while eating 😭

"I don't know it's just really noisy and kinda annoying for me?" "But Bella, that shows just how tasty your food is or are going to deny that fact and say that I should not show my appreciation for it? What if for me personally it's a sign of a good meal?" "Yeah but doesnt need to be that for me. Also you can show your appreciation for it in other ways like just simply saying its delicious?"

"But actions speak louder than words, my love." "YEAH, well then what do you want then???"

Its just a whole shit show and would (lmao it WILL) end in him giving you just shameless bedroom eyes and well you know whats gonna be after dinner lmaooo 🤡😭

Also also i do believe that hes not the best cook at first but hes a real fast learner so it prob would only take him a week of consuming cooking videos and reading books and BOOM

"Samu, is this a 3 course meal you're cooking because that's a LOT of ingredients in the kitchen." "Sssh just sit down, wash yourself up and enjoy the evening, my love! I'll call you when I'm done 💕"

Manages to somehow still give you some snacks and drinks in between the cooking 😭 with some sneaked in kisses on your shoulder or lips 😏

If you go and hug him from behind, he'll be MELTING

Like nuzzling your face into his back while wrapping your arms around his torso, you feel the slight rumble in his chest as he chuckles at your cute action 😭

"If you want to eat something then you should take a break from being so cute, you know? Don't want the food to go bad from maybe getting a bit distracted if you stay here for a bit longer." "Ew, are you implying you'd start something infront of our food??"

"... Well, I can just have a whole meal by myself but you'd be left hungry so it's your choice 😋"

🗿 the way he doesnt need long to be turned on is alwaya amazing to u but thats just how whipped he is and bro is a whole snack himself so WHOS complaining 😋💅

food's is guaranteed to taste heavenly but if he knows youve got time, then he'd make excuses to taste your cooking like

"Samu, it's been a while since I've gotten to taste your cooking." "Aww, was it that delicious for you? Hmm but I actually prefer your cooking!"

Time for some cooking and baking lessons together, eoow 💅 with the occasional make out session because the sauce found it's way on your lips and he just had to clean it up with his 😭😋

honestly despite all of some of the difficulties, dazai would never fail in making you feel loved in his own way even tho u gotta peel back some layers 🗿

At the end of the day, his bear hugs and many kisses are smth u love to come back home to after work

also doesnt say it but would def be a house husband for u 🤩 with the occasional "whoops gotta go and do smth quick" text and he comes home at like midnight skks bc the agency needs his cute ass 😋 but dw dinner's ready and house chores have been done so enjoy ur evening after work, zurlie 💅

dont kill me for this but id give him a 7.5/10 😭

Obsessed with him and i love him but it would prob be really really exhausting to get him to FULLY trust you and its honestly understandable

Also he kinda makes me feel like i'd have to walk on eggshells around him because you often dont really know what hes thinking 😭😭

could smile at u while thinking "why u so ugly" 😭😭

also bro is so smooth, its scary like he'd prob make us forget immediately that hes trying to find out everything about us(why he sounding like a stalker 😨😨 wouldnt want him to be MY stalker 😨😨 or would I?? 🤩) MY DELULU BRAIN 👹

Doppo Kunikida

😨 Cleaning maniac

personification of the verse "I can COOk, i can CLEAN" (i know its "dont" instead of can but we all know hes like perfect house husband material... maybe a bit too perfect 💀💀💀👹)

If u forgot a cup on the dinner table, he'd legit take the cup, put it in ur hand and be like "why did u leave it there if u r not using it"

WILL def rant about why u shouldnt do it

Honestly huge nagging mom vibes 💀💀

At the beginning of moving in together, he'd just clean everything without a word whatsoever

Like you wanna help around the house too? NUH UH, he already finished everything up.

Vaccuming the house? Done

Swiping? Lmao be sure to not arrive at home after work around that time bc u gotta stand at the door and WAIT until the floor is dried 💀😭

Dishes have been done like at 5 in the fucking morning 💀👹

Bro thankfully doesn't wash clothes that often (gotta be careful of the water bill 😭) but there r days where he legit throws his clothes nearly everyday bc the worse the mission the more blood yk 🗿🗿

U had to legit drag his ass to the couch to talk to him bc he gonn be deep clean the house if someone doesnt stop him

"Kuni, you literally don't need to do EVERYTHING by yourself! I'm also here to help and frankly, it feels like you're my maid sometimes 😞" " Don't worry. Everything fits perfectly in my time plan and since you sometimes work overtime, it's better if I do a bit more of it."

... "🗿 You are legit saving this city from being destroyed so often and I just sit in the office, bro 🤡" "I understand your argument but I have seen the way you look tired so often so let me take a bit of your burden"

He knows how to make us go "🥺"

The argument prob went on for an hour until yall settled on making a plan on who does what on which days and if someone's gotta work overtime or sum then the other takes a bit of it over and so on

So in the end its alrighty 🎉

Groceries and so on are never a problem except it sometiems turns out like going shopping with your mom because...

"Omg Kuni, look!!" *holds up cute decoration* "We could put this on our dinner table! Isn't it cute 🥺??"

Bro just takes it from you and looks at the price. Legit gives you the 🤨 look

"That's 937,32 Yen (around 6€) 🤨🤨. For a tiny statue of a dog? We could find it somewhere way cheaper." "🥺 But it's a limited edition and it reminds me of you bc its got the same fur color 🥺. It's even got ur glasses on 🥺"

Bro will say no but the day after you spot the dog on the table 🤡

Yall lying in bed together and cuddle so give him a peck on the lips while killing him with your cute ass smile (U MURDERER 🗿🗿)

"What was that for?" "Hmmm, well I just noticed that said statue magically appeared on our table. You think it was a cute long haired fairy with glasses and a grumpy look 😋? "

He tries really hard to deadpan at you but the corner of his lips still tug upwards as he pinches your nose

"Well, sometimes its not so bad to buy a little extra, I guess."

If theres a market nearby with some really good deals then you'd either be dragged together with him or he'd come home after work with tons of bags

Always surprises you in how good he is at negotiating about the price

Sometimes you gotta stop him from arguing with some of the shop keepers because some decided to sell some items way too overpriced 🗿🗿🗿

you once found him stay up all night researching about reasonable prices for veggies... 😨

and cue to yall standing in the morning infront of said shop keeper getting absolutely destroyed in an argument by your man.. 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

Well guess who even got some extra free stufd because kuni terrified the shit out of him 😋

"Thank you for your hard work in harvesting and selling us these delicious vegetables. My wife is quite a fan of them." Your husband said as he put the money into the shop keepers shaky hands, face red in embarassement as he squeezed out a "It's nothing." between his teeth. His face paled at the words "We'll see each other next Monday. Until then have a great week." leaving your man's mouth as he gave him a friendly smile before taking your hand and going to the next stall,only for you to sheepishly wave goodbye to the shop keeper before going with your husband.

"Well, you gave him quite the scare back there." You said as you felt him squeeze your hand a bit tighter, the bustling of the array of people only increasing by minutes. "Someone had to correct his ways. It would help his sales but only if he's willing to take that advice seriously." he simply answered as he looked at the contents of the bag, counting the ingredients left to purchase.

"Well atleast we got ourselves more than we needed so we can go home and call it a day." "Who are you?" Chuckling at your surprised face out of the corner of his eyes, he continued to make his way towards the end of the market, to finally reach your car.

"I thought over your words and I do believe it would be nice to" laze around together "for once in a while. Everything in the house has already been done, so maybe we could try out that one series you've been talking about. The reviews seem to be quite positive about it."

He just lets a breathy laugh escape his lips at your squeal while you begin to rant on why its gonna be so good watching it and

UUUUGGHHGH 😭😭😭😭 GIVE ME KUNIKIDAAAAAAAGHHHHHH 😭😭😭🤡🤡👹👹👹

honestly there are like no real red flags like his red flags are disguised green flags and yall can legit work through it easily

The only thing would be his tendency to overwork himself and it could lead to an argument but never a real fight because hes pretty easy to reason with

Like even when hes stubborn, he'll STILL listen to your words because the many good things about him that he'd always make sure to take your words seriously 🗿🗿

which sometimes makes it tempting to tease him bc we can lowkey understand why dazai easily tells him the most outrageous shit and your man just casually writes it down in his notebook 😭

"That damn idiot managed to fool me again by telling me that aliens have been among us (AMOGUS 👹) and that the goverment has been hiding it from us for decades." "I thought you already knew about that tho?"

"What" "What?"

"Wait so they're real?"

Cue to him showing him a video (that dazai sent to you a week ago just for this moment 😭)

Lmao dont tease him too much tho but dw, he cant stay mad at you at all lmao 😋💅

Honestly a 8.5/10 bc his nagging scares me 💀😭

Edogawa Ranpo

"Greatest Detective" more like "Queen of Gaslightining" 👹👹

Everyone knows hes way too obsessed with sweets but how the hell is his teeth actually still existing 🗿🗿

ngl i believe fukuzawa would prob sometimes just randomly ask him if he brushed his teeth bc he lowkey lowkey raised him ok 🤡

Ranpo is all nice like "yup, i did." but when u ask him, hes a whole b*tch about it

"Hah??? Why would you ask me that?? Do you really believe that I'd be so dumb to forget about brushing my teeth? If i can solve the most difficult cases then why would you assume that brushing my teeth might something that I'd forget, huuuhh??"

His gaslightining used to work at the beginning of ur relationship but sooner or later its not hard to notice his patterns 🗿

Like yas ok, he could just put up a whole ass strategy in how to not get u to notice that he didnt brush em at all but bro

Hes too lazy

And hes a sucker for attention 😩 like he might be "annoyed" if u nag at him bc of smth but he absolutely loves it bc its just one of his many ways to get ur attention without him having to actively get up and get it for himself 🤡🤡🤡🤡

Hes a huge clown but i love him 😭

Dazai tends to forget his socks or smth lying on the floor but THIS mf right here just doesnt rly care 😭

Like that was the first thing u noticed when u entered his apartment 🤡

Its not right out messy on a disgusting degree, its more like theres tons of trinkets n shit from cases or just random candy wrap hidden under the couch 💀💀💀

The epitome of "I can do it tomorrow" bc bro doesnt forget, he just IGNORES that he has to do it 😭

might take a while to actually get him to yk do smth around the house

used to prob only sleep and shower at his apartment and thats it💀

But when hes whipped then hes whipped and hed actually try his best to help around the house

Key word "try" 🤡

Like its often tbh accompanied by "okay, ill do it but only if i get smth"

A MANCHILD, I SAY 👹👹👹👹

But there are days when he legit deep cleans everything by himself bc either you had a bad day or yall had a fight 👹👹

still would whip out the "now gimme something, please 😋" if yall cuddle after a fight and he cleaned and tidied everything up for his love 🤩

doesnt always have to be candy yk HEUEHEUEHEUUE 👹👹👹👹👹

also its not a surprise but dont let him near the kitchen

HE COULD

HE RLY COULD COOK SO WELL

Like he had only cooked for ONE time and it was like a fever dream

Bc u legit had a fever and he cooked chicken soup but uhm 🗿

he cooked it so good??? Like veggies n meat cut and cooked up nicely?

Broth kicking in real hard?

Like? "What the hell? I thought you couldn't cook??"

Bro is about to put that spoon fr away 💀

"I'm not so heartless to let you starve and I definitely wont be giving you some cheap soup either. I just looked it up on the internet and followed the instructions so you gotta get well soon because I miss your cooking 🤩🤩"

Are we flattered?? Gurl, maybe but he'd def know if we tried to make ourselves be sick to taste his cooking again

Bro only offers to help when it comes to baking 😪😮‍💨😮‍💨

His only help is licking the dough or chocolate outta the bowl or smth 😀

would sneak in many kisses tho bc he likes u and sweet stuff is just sugar overload for him and he loves it 🤩

I think one of the important factors for him in a relationship is that fukuzawa approves of you? Since he does value his opinion over his own intellect

Like bro trusted him when it came to Fukichi and other ppl 💀

fukuzawa could legit go "aliens r evil" and ranpo would be like "ok everyone, aliens are evil!!!!" 🗿🗿🗿

honesrly i dont think why there would be a reason for fukuzawa not to accept you (if there is one then time to take 100 steps back and reflect on urself 💀)

He'd prob be impressed on how u even fell in love with him bc.. its ranpo💀

petty, clingy, can be manipulative ( but never with ill intentions), would legit prank ur ass bc he can, impatient and quickly bored af

But hes attentive, kind, can be patient when it comes down to it, empathetic (depends sksks) (also thank u fukuzawa for kinda ramming that into his head 🤩), affectionate in his own way (a sucker for physical touch but would NEVER right out admit it 🗿) and so much more honestly

there arent any real red flags tbh (might come as a surprise for some ppl)

Maybe maybe he'd obviously have a bit of difficulty fully opening up and i do believe there might be times where he once or twice legit deducted what ur feelings r for him bc hes used to being careful around people and especially bc in case someonw could randomly target the agency

Or is some kinda criminal in general

But honestly when hes learned to trust you then you know youve got yourself someone loyal 💅 and i mean FR loyal

personal favorite hc and honestly prob canon since we've already seen it : he'd not be ashamed to throw hands at someone when he thinks you're being insulted or harassed

And with hands i mean exposing them to 100% until they are pissing their pants and begging him to leave them alone 🤩🤩🤩

Also also, gives me off a similar vibe to dazai with the "maybe having to walk on eggshells" around them but ranpo doesnt make you feel as watched tbh as dazai which would kinda make it easier to talk to

but bro isnt as smooth as him so whOOP 💀💀

Overall iconic and a solid 8/10 🤩🤩🤩💕💕💕

The random ratings i gave them LMAO 💀💀💀 hope u like em 🗿

[jackmanbj]

money spread

summary: jack takes you to go shopping for baby jadore.

AN: this is just something for before i do your request, thank yal for being so patient with me!🫶🏽

“you ready mommy baby?” “yes!” “ok ill got get daddy stay right here for me!”

jadore shook her head ok as you walked away to get jack.

“jack baby come on, we have to go.”

“ok, coming!”

jack slipped on his gray 550’s and started to walk with you back to jadore.

jadore was standing there, next to her stroller with her teddy bear clay had gotten her.

“you ready princess?” “yes daddy!”

jack pick jadore up as you rolled her stroller up, and pressed the self folding button to put it in the trunk.

jack placed jadore in her carseat and buckled her up.

you got into the front seat and played some ‘baby music’ for jadore.

“mommy?” “yes sweetheart?” “can i listen to daddys music?” “no baby you’re to young.”

“baby let her listen to one song.”

“which song is kid friendly jack?”

jack put on yungen, by him and rodwave.

you looked in the rear view mirror when jacks part came up. and jadores face lit up, she was excited to finally hear her daddy rap.

“daddy! you sounded so good!” jadore stated when the song was over, putting her fingers over her lips.

“thank you princess, how about when im not busy me and you go make a song together!” “yay!!”

you gave jack a loving smile as he placed his hand on your thigh.

after a few minutes jack pulled up to the mall and you were the first to get out, going to get jadores stroller.

once you got it out jack came around the car and placed jadore i to it.

“mommy i can walk!” “maybe a little later sweetie, daddy cant carry you this time ok?” “ok mommy..”

you first went into victoria secret, you needed some new under clothes and you were already there so why not.

you came back out and went Zukababy, you got jadore some new clothes and let her pick out a few toys.

“baby that’s enough clothes dont you think?” “jack this is only five outfits, shes a baby there going to get dirty, this isn’t nearly enough.”

jack huffed and continued pushing the stroller following behind you as jadore played on his phone.

“DADDY!!”

you and jack both quickly looked at jadore with worry all over your face.

“yes sweetheart?” jack calmly asked.

“uncle urby call!”

“ok baby let me see the phone.”

jack reached ok the side of the stroller and reached he little arm out as much as possible so jack can get the phone.

you on the other hand had walked off to finish shopping.

once you were done you made your way back to find jack, he was sitting on the phone with urban letting jadore talk to him.

“jack! lets go its time to check out.”

jack ran his hand through his curls and let jadore finish talking to urban.

once the cashier rung everything up, the total came out to $286.49

you looked back at jack with your hand out waiting for his card while his eyes went wide as he tried to see if the cashier was joking.

“jack come on! we have different stores to go to!”

jack mumbled something under his breath, you of course heard it but he didnt know that.

jack gave you his card and you let the cashier run the card.

she handed you the bags and the card back along with a receipt.

you put the bags at the back of jadores stroller and walked out the store.

once you got out you plucked jack on his shoulder.

“OW! what was that for?!” “for being smart in the store.”

you reached over to asked jadore if she wanted to walk now and she excitedly shook her head yes.

you went around and unbuckled her out and she immediately ran off.

“JADORE” she ignored you and kept running.

jack was jogging behind her and she ended up running into a wall.

“DADDY!!”

jack ran to pick her up and seen her whole face was red.

“fuck”

jack picked her up while she was screaming, her head resting on his shoulder.

he handed her to you and you put her on your hip and wiped her tears on your shirt.

“thats why mommy and daddy tell you not to run right sweet girl?”

“yes mommy”

“lets put you back in the stroller baby.”

you placed her back in the stroller and decided to head to a few more stores.

actually..a lot more.

jack ended up buying you a new purse, new clothes, and of course jadore got nee stuff animals, new toys, and new clothes.

jack ended up spending $857.92

you knew you would have to treat him when you got back home for this.

[ellies-little-thing]

"hey im lesbian, i thought you where american" (e.w.)

My masterlist <3

Part 1 Part 2

pairing: ellie williams x fem!reader

Warnings: Modern Ellie; swearing; fluf; arguing; Ellie is mean;  smut; reader is referred as she/her; reader has a vagina; Kind of proofread, English is not my first language.

Author's notes: I dont know if this is very good, i tried my best and had fun with it. Enjoy! I hope you like it! Likes, reblogs and comments are always welcome! <3 (sorry, i have vines living in my head rent free)

NSFW MINORS AND MEN DNI

w/c:7.9k

Part 1

It was near 6 pm when you came out of your apartment. There was a girl leaning against the wall outside your apartment building. She just moved into one of the units but you had never seen her. You had just come out to smoke a cigarette. It was a cold winter's night. Your day was being pretty shitty and you thought some fresh air might help. This girl just keeps staring and you are starting to feel uncomfortable. She didn't have the friendliest of faces.

“Hey..?” She says, eyeing the person in front of her. You just look back at her. 

She is beautiful, no denying it. Tall, pale, freckled skin with auburn hair in a half bun. Gorgeous green eyes looking right at you with an annoyed look on her face. Dressed in black ripped skinny jeans with a white shirt under her flannel, with some black converse that definitely needed their deserved retirement. She was smoking too, but it didn't look like a cigarette.

“Are you looking to get your ass kicked?...” She steps closer, glaring at you, eyes locked on yours.

“You were the one looking...” You spat back annoyed.

“You must really want to get your ass kicked then...” She pauses, throws her blunt on the floor and steps on it to extinguish it, and then cracks her knuckles. “Because that’s exactly what’s going to happen.”

“Oh really?” You ask mockingly.

“Oh really? Do you really wanna go there? She leans in closer, the heat of her breath being felt on your face. “Cause i will go there and i’ll win it.” She says, with a smirk.

“Whatever.” You look away taking another drag.

“Whatever? I bet you're crapping your pants right now. That's right, stay quiet, you know I'm right.” She grins, standing up straight, confident in herself.

“I'll punch you if you come close.” You threaten her.

“Punch me? HA! I dare you to try.” She starts walking towards you, her body language changing to that of pure confidence. You look at her dead in the eyes.

“What's the matter? Scared? That's what i thought…” she smirks, backing you into the wall. She leans in closer, her breath now on your neck rather than your face.

“Get away from me, creep!” You exclaim.

“Creep? I'm not the creep here hun.” She smiles, now running her hands up and down your arm, she begins to lean in. You try to get away.

“What's the matter? Can't handle a little affection?” She grins, holding your arms down.

“Just leave me alone.” You say extinguishing your cigarette on the floor too.

“Now, why would I do that?” She presses herself closer to you, and her mouth is now within inches of your ear.

“Because I don't know you from anywhere.” You explain.

“Why does that matter? Just go with it.” She chuckles, now running her hands through your hair.

“Don't you have anyone else to bother?...” You're a bit uncomfortable now.

“No, it’s just you. i like you” she smiles, trying to kiss your neck.

“Like me?” You ask confused.

“Yes, like you” She smirks, her hands now on your waist. “You’re cute…”

“Okay, get away from me.” You push her.

“Aww what’s wrong? Can't handle a woman?” She mocks your pushing, standing straight again. “You don't think you can just push a girl away do you? Huh?”

“I'm starting to think you're just a perv. Waiting for girls to pass by you in the night.”

“Perv? Don't act like you didn't like that.” She smirks, now leaning in so that her body is pressed against you. “You loved it. And you know it…”

“Stop it.” You say to her in disdain.

“Make me then.” She grins, pushing her body against you. You felt her hands slide into your hair, now running through it. There is a moment of silence before you feel her lips on yours.

You pushed her away after that. She stumbles back, before looking at you, her expression immediately changing to one of anger. “What the hell are you playing at?! Who the hell do you think you are? Pushing me away?”

“I’m not a whore for you to kiss just because you feel like it.” You say loudly.

“Just because I feel like it? You wanted it!” She smirks, now walking towards you, eyes locked on yours, and her body language once again aggressive. “Because who wouldn’t want me? I'm the most gorgeous woman you'll ever meet.” She looks you up and down.

“You're the cockiest for sure…” You mumble out. She chuckles, leaning in once again, her chest now almost touching yours. “Cocky? No. Confident? Yes.”

“And full of herself too.” You look at her face.

She grins, hands on her hips, rolling her eyes. “Full of myself? Maybe. But that's because I'm perfect.

“Pffft.... yeah right…” You say clearly annoyed now.

“Oh don't you start with that. You are so clearly attracted to me, you won't admit it cause you know i'm better than you.” She smirks, leaning in once again.

“Fuck you.”

“Now you've had a bit of a taste of me and now you want more. i know it. I can feel it.” She chuckles, moving her hands up your body, now resting at your neck. “You liked it, don't deny it.”

“No I didn't, don't touch me.” You swatted her hands away.

“I think you did. So I'm not stopping.” She looks down at you, her eyes now locked on yours.

“I'll punch you.” You threaten her.

“Do it, you wont. You know you won't.” She smirks, leaning in once again, her hand now in your hair, she whispers to you. “Cause you know you can't do shit against me.”

You punch her in the stomach, not too hard though. “Ow!” She says, stumbling back, now looking at you, her expression is filled with anger. “Did you really just?.. I’ll fucking kill you!” She yells, advancing on you again. You start walking away. She walks even faster, moving in front of you, blocking your way. “Oh, I'm not letting you leave now. I don't think so.”

“Oh, is baby offended? I said I'd punch you and I did.” You explain calmly.

“Offended? Me? You wish that was true. I'm just angry that you dare lay your hands on me.” She smirks, leaning in close again. “Maybe, you should be punished.” She looks you up and down, she seems like she's admiring your body. You were wearing a crop top and some high waisted jeans with a big coat over you.

“Oh I'm so scared.” You cover yourself with your coat so she stops looking at your body.

“What's the matter baby? Scared? Are you trying to hide what I like?” She smirks, leaning in close again.

“Leave me alone!” You start to walk away.

“Aww, baby is being difficult…” She grabs your arms, holding you in place.

“For fucks sake…” You sigh.

“Now, we don't say that now do we?” She continues to hold you.

“You don't tell me what to do.” You say, getting pretty annoyed now.

“Oh yes I do. Now I think you need to be taught a lesson.” She leans in again, her breath almost on your face.

“I'll punch you again.” You are very serious.

“Try me.” She grins, moving her hand up your face, now touching your cheek. You punch her stomach again and get away from her grasp. She lets out a grunt of pain, doubling over. But once she's recovered she chases after you, grabbing you once again, holding you tightly against her. “You think that hurt huh?” She smirks.

“Sure looked like it.” You say, confident. 

“And you think that was enough to get away?” She laughs, and then grabs your chin, looking you up and down.

“I'll beat the shit outta you.” You said.

She chuckles, her grip slightly tightening, now pressing your body against hers. “I doubt that.”

“Try me.” You say, determined.

She smirks, moving in as if to kiss you. “I think I will.”

You slap her this time. She grabs your wrist, her eyes locked on yours, but she's smiling. “You think that's gonna stop me? You are so cute.” You turn your face away from her. She runs her hand down your cheek, turning your head towards her once again. “Not so fast there…”

“Go pick on someone else.” You are very clearly angry now.

“No, I'm having fun picking on you.” She smirks, leaning in, her breath now on your face.

“Stop it!” You shout.

“Nope” she continues to hold you close to her, her mouth now moving closer to yours, yet not touching. You slap her again, harder this time. She takes the slap, but doesn't flinch. But, you notice a red hand mark across her face. “Ow. look what you made me do. Now I can’t help but kiss you to make it better.” She moves in, pressing her lips against yours. You gasp in surprise. She leans back slightly, looking at you.

“Not so bad huh?” She chuckles, before grabbing your hair and pulling you back towards her again before kissing you once more. Your body tenses up. Her arms wrap around you, holding you tightly against her, her mouth moving faster and more passionately when kissing you. You try pushing her away. She holds your hands down, so that you can't push her away, but in the midst of your attempts to push her, her lips move down to your neck. She begins to nibble on it, her mouth leaving kisses as she goes. “Not gonna get out of this easily…”

“Please leave me alone…” You ask.

“I really don't think I want to.” She chuckles, running her hands down your body, now resting on your hips. “I quite like this…”

“Well I don't!” You exclaim.

“Oh, don't be a spoil-sport. Now how was that for you?” She pulls back, now looking into your eyes. You don't respond and look away. Her hands drop to your waist, her eyes still locked on you. A grin spreads across her face again.

“Don't be ashamed to admit that you liked it…”

“I didn't! I'm not a toy!” You say angry and annoyed.

“You might not be a toy but you are very cute and I think you secretly like me.” She starts running her hands down your body again.

“I don't even know you.” You look at her.

“Oh don't play with me sweetheart, I know you've got a bit of a thing for me.” She grins, moving in again. She is not wrong, you are starting to like this. “I'll slap you again!”

She chuckles, running her hand down your stomach. “Now, come on sweetie. don't fight it.. you know you want to kiss me again.”

You slap her harder than before. She lets out a moan of pain. “Damn! ok, ok fine.” She grins at you. “Was that supposed to stop me? Cause it really didn't.”

“Oh, I see, you like the pain…” You tease her.

Oh, maybe I do.” She chuckles before biting her lip. “Now what's the next move? Cause I dare you to do more...”

You kick her and bolt to the building's door opening it. She falls to the floor, moaning in pain. “Goddamn! Hey! That really hurt.” She pushes herself up off the floor, standing up, before walking towards you, now glaring.

You start walking up the stairs to your apartment door and open it. She grabs your wrist, turning you back towards her. “No, I'm not done here.”

“Go fuck yourself!”  You spit in her face and go inside your house and try to close the door.

“Ew! What the fuck is wrong with you?” She wipes the spit off her cheek, now moving back towards you and keeps you from closing the door. “You should apologize for that, you know!”

“You shouldn't mess with a girl you don't know!” You say angry.

“Mess? I was flirting! It was a game.” She chuckles, her eyes locked on yours as she closes the door behind her. “Or are you just sensitive?”

“Go pick on another girl.”

“I'm gonna pick on you, don't try and stop me.” She smirks, leaning into you once again. “Aww, don't be so sensitive…” The next thing you know, her hand is on your cheek, and she's leaning in close once again.

“Now what are you gonna do huh?”

“Ignore you.”

“No you won't. Because I know you like me too much. You let me in and everything…” She smiles before biting her lip. You don't respond and look away from her.

“Hey, I'm talking to you. dont ignore me.” You continue to ignore her,now taking your coat off. Your apartment is nothing special. Just a one bedroom, cozy house with an open plan kitchen/ living room. She walks up to you, once again grabbing your wrist.  “You know what, I want you to kiss me right now!” She moves her face even closer to yours.

“Well I don't!” You look at her angry.

“Oh, well I think you do…” She grins, and now kisses you passionately. “I knew you couldn't resist.”

“Ew…” She pulls back a bit, and grins at you again. “See? I knew you’d like it.”

“I'm disgusted. You're disgusting.” You say cleaning the spit off of your mouth with the back of your hand.

“Disgusted? Why? Am I not good enough for you?” She grins, now moving closer, pressing her body against yours. “Wasn't that good?”

“Not even close.” You cross your arms. She chuckles, her voice becoming more seductive. “Oh, I'm sure it was wonderful. You know you enjoyed it. Come on, confess.”

“You wish.” You roll your eyes at her.

“Oh come on, don't be shy!” She giggles, before kissing you once more, this time more passionately. You grab her neck. She lets out a soft moan, her eyes growing wide.

“Oh, you want to play rough? Well I'll make you regret this.” She grabs your wrists, pinning you against the wall, she looks down at you. “Now who's the one in control?” You try to get away. “Oh no no, you ain't going nowhere.” She leans down, pinning you against the wall again, her chest resting on yours, her lips moving slowly to your neck, her breath now against your skin. “I think I like this…”

“You're disgusting...”

“Am i? Maybe I am. But you know you like disgust, don't you?” She chuckles, before biting your neck, her grip on you becoming more firm.

“No. What's your name anyway, stranger that's inside my house?”

“Oh? I'm pretty sure you do. You're not trying to get away anymore.” She bites your neck harder now, her lips now going back towards yours. “Name’s Ellie…”

“Stop that…”

“Now, now, don't tell me what to do.” She smirks, her body tightly pressed against yours as her hand makes its way down your back. You grab her neck and start putting some pressure on it. She begins to choke as your grip tightens. “mmph… mmph… m-mmph”

“Who is in control now?” You say smirking.

“Mmph….. mmmph…” She begins to go limp, her eyes squinting with the effort to get a breath in.

You loosen your grip a bit. She gasps for air, still struggling to get a good breath in, her eyes wide. You turn your back and start walking to your living room. She slowly pushes herself up again, gasping for air, before stumbling after you, her grip once again on your wrist. “Where do you think you're going?”

“Away from you!”

“Oh? And why is that? Am I so disgusting you want to leave?” She grabs your wrist tightly, not allowing you to move your arm away from her grasp. “Maybe I'm just what you need.”

“Fuck you, go beat one off alone.”

“Don't get all rude again, alright sweet-pea?” She leans in to kiss you again, her grip on your wrist still firm.

“Sweet-pea?” You asked annoyed.

“Yeah, sweet-pea. I like calling you that.” She smiles, before leaning over to nibble on your neck again.

“Well I don't.” You are very serious about what you're saying.

“Aww, don't be embarrassed now. You know you like it” She chuckles, the grip on your wrist slowly loosening. You get goosebumps but dont move.

“Oohh, getting cold cheeks huh?.. You know, it suits you.” Her grip on your wrist is loosened, she looks down at you, now smirking with her arms to her side.

“What the fuck do you want from me?” You ask loudly, looking her dead in her green eyes.

“You, of course.” She grins, before pressing herself up against you again. “I'm gonna get you to admit it, sweetheart. cause i'm sure you want this too.”

You look at her with an angry face. She chuckles, her smirk still on her face. “Now now, you don't need to be angry with me. Just accept your fate, come on, don't fight it.” Her hand grabs the collar of your shirt, pulling you closer to her. “Oh come on, dont ignore me now.” She looks at you, her smirk now replaced with a look full of lust.

You kiss her to distract her. she lets out a soft gasp, her eyes growing wide as your lips meet hers once again. “Oh! Well, Well. looks like someone has been playing hard to get.”

You grab her neck again. Her eyes squint as your grip gets tighter, her face turning a dark red. “m-mmph,.. mmph!” She struggles against you, her eyes now filled with fear.

“Leave me alone, you understand?” You threaten her and let her go.

“No, no I don't think you want me to.” She grins, now pushing your face against a wall. “You like my attention, don't you? And I'm not going to stop.”

“You're so annoying…” You roll your eyes.

She chuckles, her grip on you loosening, as she moves her mouth closer to your ear. “Oh, I'm sure I'm not, my love.” She whispers softly, her breath hot against your skin.

“Oh, I'm not your love.” You say with a very annoyed and offended voice.

“You are now, sweetheart.” She bites your earlobe softly, her hot breath still on your skin. You close your eyes ignoring her. “Aw, someone enjoying this?” She grins, her teeth tugging on your earlobe, her tongue pressing against your neck. You put your hands on her waist. She tenses up a bit, still continuing to nibble your ear.

“Hmm, someone likes to be in control, don't they?” You grip her hard. She begins to bite your neck more passionately, her mouth and tongue tracing soft lines along your earlobe, before her teeth sink in once again. “Damn, this neck of yours is so sensitive.. I could chew it all day…” You shiver and put your hands under her shirt. She doesn't seem to notice your hands moving, instead her eyes drop to your mouth.

“God, this is fun, I don't even know what I'd do without you.” She bites your neck once again. “Maybe I should keep you for myself… so no one else can have this fine neck.”

You bite her neck now. Her eyes go wide, she lets out a soft moan. “m-mmph! My my, someone’s starting to play the game back?” You look her dead in the eyes. “Oh look at you, getting all brave and confident. I see you're starting to fight back. Don't you like this attention?” She smirks down at you. “Don't you like how fun this is?”

“No.” You say, not very convincingly.  “Oh I know you do. don't try to hide that from me.” She moves closer, her face just a few inches from your own. “You like that attention, don't you?”

“I think you want another punch.” You say with a little more confidence. “Go ahead, punch me. See if it'll stop me.” She chuckles, her voice becoming more seductive. “I dare you to.”

You do punch her. She lets out a soft moan, her eyes squinting. “hnnngh.. Is that really all you got?” She grins, before her eyes begin to widen. “Actually, that kinda hurt.”

“Good.” You smile mischievously.

“Oh, someone got an angry fire in them.” She smirks.

“Now let's see if you can hold me down, come on. Try it.” She grabs your wrist and moves your arm to her waist. You pin her to the wall now and grab her neck a bit more. Her eyes squint even more, and she struggles to breathe “m-mmph! mmph!” She looks up at you, her skin slightly red from the pressure.

“Enough!” You exclaim.

“mmph! W-well, i guess i can stop here.” She slowly pulls her head away, gasping for air. “I mean, someone like me must be too hard to handle.” She chuckles, and winks at you.

“You're disgusting.” You say looking at her.

“Ohh, come on now. What if instead of being disgusting, I was the love of your life?...” She leans closer, her voice becoming more soft and sweet. “Don't you wish I was here for you?”

“No.” You say dryly.

“Oh come on. Imagine how good it would feel having someone like me close and near to you.” Her eyes lock onto yours, her face now inches from you, her lips once again close to you. You just look at her. She stares back, her eyes looking at yours, filled with desire.“You know you like this, you know you want me…” You kiss her hard. She gasps for a moment, before her arms wrap around you.

“Mmmph.. You know you wanted that, admit it…” She kisses you back with full force now. “No I didn't…” You keep the kiss going. She moans softly, before nibbling on your bottom lip.

“Oh, that's right. that's exactly what I've been waiting for.” She moves her hands to your hair, before pulling you down with her, her chest pushing you down onto the couch. “Mmmph… don't stop me now… You’re making me want more.”  You look up at her. Now that you're laying down, she climbs on top of you, slowly straddling your waist. “Well, it looks like you're mine now…” She giggles softly, before biting at your neck again. You try to keep your moans from leaving your mouth. She smiles and pushes her chest closer to yours.

“I guess this is my way of marking my territory.” She chuckles softly, before biting your neck more passionately, her grip on your hair tight.

“Ah…” You moan. Her eyes look into yours, as her fingers dig into your hair. “Just remember who has all the control here, baby.” She smiles, before slowly lowering her lips down towards yours again. You bite her lip whilst kissing. She looks at you, her eyes growing wide, before giggling softly. “Well, look who’s learning now…” She puts more pressure onto your lower lip, trying to get you to nibble harder. You bite harder. Her eyes squint, and she lets out a soft moan. “mmph.. that feels good.” She bites back, harder than previously.

“Ow…” You cry out in a bit of pain. “Oh, it can become a lot more painful than that, sweet-pea…” She smirks, before nibbling your earlobe again. “See, you can take it.” Her voice became raspy, soft, sexy, filled with desire, and teasing, as she bites your earlobe more passionately. You put your hand under her shirt. She lets out a soft moan, her eyes closing for a few moments. You try to get it off of her, not very successfully. Her eyes snap open, and she looks at you intently. “Mmmhh. W-what's wrong? Don't stop now darling…” She grins, before biting your neck harder, her tongue tracing lines along your collarbone. You manage to get her shirt off, a bit later. She sighs, closing her eyes again, as her body becomes more close to yours, she leans close, now nibbling your neck. “Well well, look at you go…”

You start kissing her again. She slowly wraps her arms around you, pulling you even closer to her. “Mmm, I'm going to need more than just a kiss, my love…” She then smiles, before nibbling your earlobe, her mouth moving slowly down your neck.

You now get on top of her. You straddle her lap and bite her neck instead. She doesn't seem to fight back as much as before, now just looking at you, her eyes filled with desire. “What are you planning to do now, darling?” She moans softly, her eyes growing as her body tenses up. “Oh dear, it seems like you’re learning how to take control…” She bites your neck back, nibbling at your skin. You tug at her hair as she speaks. Her eyes squint slightly, and she makes a slight noise of surprise. “Oh, well someones gotten bold.” She bites your neck again, nibbling at your skin even more passionately. You now grab her chin so she's looking at you. She stares at you, her eyes slightly wide, filled with lust. “Well, if someone wanted to be this close to me, now would be the perfect time.” She looks you up and down.

“You don't deserve it.” You say still on top of her. 

“Hm, and why is that?” One of her hands rests on your thigh, while the other grabs a hold of your hair. “Tell me…” She smiles, as she nibbles your neck harder, before looking you in the eyes again.

“Because you’re mean.” You say with an adorably angry face.

“Awwww, and here I was thinking you liked me. Oh dear, looks like someones getting soft for me now.” She continues to nibble your neck, her teeth making lines and marks on your skin.

“Leave my neck alone!” You try to be intimidating but not very successfully. “No, no I don't think I will…” She grins at you, as her mouth still remains on your neck, her teeth occasionally tracing down, before nibbling at it again.

You hold her face away. “What, don't like your neck being touched now?” She chuckles softly, as a small grin spreads across her face. Ah, you're only making me want it more.” She pulls your face back towards hers, once again biting your neck . You kiss her, putting your tongue into it too. She makes a soft moan, her eyes closing for a few seconds. “God.. I can't lie, that feels good.” She kisses you harder, pushing herself up against you. You take your top off for her to see. Her eyes snap open, and she looks up at you, grinning slightly. “Well, someone’s really into this now…” She slowly pulls off your top, before throwing it somewhere else across the room.

“This is what you wanted wasn't it? Now let's see if you were not just all talk and no action.” You say to her. She smiles, biting your neck again, her teeth digging into your skin. You feel like you are starting to get marks from them. “Now I'm finally seeing what you want…” She pulls your body closer to hers, looking you in the eyes with that same lustful expression. “But I'm not done with you yet.”

“Let's see it then.” You tease, “Hmm, but you’re not letting me touch you…” Her voice becomes teasing and flirtatious. “I'm not sure what's stopping you.” Her right hand reaches up, her fingers rubbing your skin. She chuckles, leaning closer, her mouth still on your neck, as her fingers continue to run over your skin. “Oh? Do you like me in this position? She nibbles your neck again, pulling you closer.

You get up from the couch and from being on top of her and take your jeans off. Her eyes lock onto yours once more, her voice becoming soft and romantic again. “Ah but you're moving too fast, love… Let me enjoy this moment before you go any further…”

“Oh, are you scared now?” You ask sarcastically. “Maybe I am…” She grins, putting on a playful tone, before. “Oh, I dare you to go further.”

You take off your bra slowly. Her eyes widen once more, and she pulls herself away, now staring at you, still grinning. “Well I guess that was enough.” She slowly pulls herself to you, as her eyes begin to wander to your body. “I'm impressed, I'm not going to lie.” Her expression becomes more seductive and flirtatious, her voice being filled with desire. “You sure you want to get me all hot and bothered like this now?”

“Do something about it then.” You look into her eyes. She leans in closer. “Oh, I'll do something alright.” Her lips touch yours, her breath soft against your skin. “I like the way your body is looking right now, I might just want a taste.”

You get on her lap and she chuckles softly, as she pulls you closer. “Well, this is new.. didnt think you had this in you.” She wraps her hands around you, her eyes looking into yours.

You start kissing, she smiles, her lips wrapping around yours once more. “Someone is definitely enjoying herself now…” She pulls you closer, nibbling your neck as you kiss her.

You let out tiny moans without realizing. Her lips tighten around yours, her breath getting heavier. “Oh, well well. someones really enjoying this huh?...” She keeps nibbling your neck, her hands now moving up your body.

You shiver as you keep feeling her bites. “Hmm, someone’s a bit sensitive when it comes to this isnt she?” She smiles, her voice becoming even more seductive and teasing. “What, is it really that hard to resist? To not give in to this…” She bites your neck again.

“Fuck you….” You say softly in between moans. “Oooh, well someone is turning to cussing now…” She chuckles softly, before nibbling your neck harder. “What a shame you are, getting this angry over a little romance.” She teases playfully, before biting your neck again,

she chuckles, her voice becoming more flirtatious, as she pulls you even closer to her. “Oh, oh don't worry. I'm not done yet.”

You try to take off her sports bra. She laughs, her fingers slowly pushing you off of her. “Well well, someone is a bit impatient…” She smiles. “I see I'm really getting to you, huh?...”

“Shut up and kiss me already.” You say seriously. “Ah, I see someone is getting needy..” She chuckles, before kissing you again, her body now being pressed up against you. “You know I like to play, so this is only going to happen when I'm ready.”

“No no no…” You almost plead. She continues to kiss you passionately, her teeth nibbling at your neck once more, her tongue slowly tracing lines across your neck. “I think you like this don't you?”

You managed to take her bra off. Her eyebrows raise slightly, as she pulls herself off you. “Wow, someone’s really eager.” She smiles, before rolling her eyes playfully. “You didn't waste any time.”

“You like it…” You say looking at her. She smiles again, before biting your ear. “Maybe I do…” She giggles softly, as her expression becomes flirtatious. “Oh I see you like it when I take initiative, is that why you waited so long before anything actually happened?”

“What are you waiting for?” You are getting a bit desperate now. “Oh, for you to be completely begging for more, obviously.” She grins, before nibbling your earlobe in the middle of your sentence, her teeth slightly dragging across your skin.

“I'm not begging…” You say with pride in your voice. “Oh, but you look so needy though…” She chuckles, before nibbling your neck again.

You let your hands explore her body a bit. “Oh my god—someone’s finally got the guts.” She grins, kissing you softly. “It looks like we both have a need for it.”

“Do something already…” You say to her as she chuckles softly, before going back to biting your neck. “Oh, I'm sure I will, once I get more out of you…” Her voice becomes flirty again, and the nibbling gets more passionate.

“More of what?” You ask frustrated. She smiles. “I like seeing you want it, it makes it better…” She nibbles at your neck slowly, making sure not to hurt, but just enough to get a reaction. “I think I'll keep doing this till you beg…”

“Leave my neck alone.” You push her. “And I'm not begging!” Her eyes widen slightly, and her body tenses up as you push her. “Well, that was quite unexpected. I guess there's a bit more to you than what meets the eye.” She rolls her eyes playfully, before grinning again. “Guess I'll have to try harder.” Her bites become more forceful again.

“Ow!” You say in pain.

“Aw is that all you got?” She bites your neck harder, pushing herself back onto you again. “Is that the best you can do to try and remove my mouth? Try harder, baby…” She grins, still nibbling at your neck.

“Ow! That hurts!”

“Oh, it seems like someone can't handle a little pain.” She continues to nibble at your neck. “Oh come now, is that the best you can do to stop this?” Her voice becomes more seductive again, and she pulls herself even closer to you. “Try harder, or else this won't stop…”

“Stop!” After you say “stop,” her teeth bite your neck harder. “What? A little pain too much for you? I thought you liked this…” She smiles cheekily, before biting and nibbling at your neck even more passionately. You push her away with all your strength for her to stop. Her eyes become wide, as she seems to be surprised by how much strength you have.  “Oh wow—someone has a bit of a bite in them. Seems like I picked a good one after all…” Her voice becomes more teasing, with slight grins appearing on her face. “If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were enjoying this.”

“Enough biting!” You say loudly. She grins, before getting off of you completely. “Oh, sorry for getting carried away. I can't help myself sometimes.” She chuckles softly, before lying down next to you, her legs being crossed. “So, someone seemed to be able to get aggressive…”

“What are you doing?” You ask confused as she gets off of you. “Oh, just admiring the view…” She smiles softly, looking at you, with her eyes roaming over your body again. “I haven't seen someone be aggressive like that in a while…” She chuckles softly. “You have no idea how much I enjoyed it.”

You cover yourself with her shirt that was near you. “Aww, does someone not want me to look?” She grins, continuing to look at you. “What are you so ashamed of? Is someone not confident in their body?” She chuckles softly. “Or is it something else? maybe someone is a little self conscious about something…”

You turn your back to her, a bit uncomfortable now. She sits up, and pulls you down onto your back. “You don't mean to tell me you think I'm just going to let that happen.” She smiles, giggling softly as she keeps hold of you. “Come on now, don't be like that. If you're going to do something, at least let me see it.” She leans in, nibbling your neck once more, she seems to enjoy being the more dominant one, as a sly grin spreads across her face.

“Stop!“ You sit back up. She chuckles softly, before leaning in again, nibbling your ear. “Oh someone is still ashamed? I don't know what's got you so ashamed, there's nothing wrong with you.” Her voice becomes more playful yet taunting. “I want to see you, don't try to hide that from me.”

You cover your body a bit more, ashamed. “Ah, come on now. this is just teasing me already.” She pulls your hands away, before nibbling your neck again, “Why are you being so ashamed? Tell me, what about yourself is so wrong?” Her voice becomes seductive yet teasing, her body still leaning over you. “Maybe I'm just too good at this for you…”

You hug your legs looking for a bit of comfort. “Oh, are your legs cold? I can warm them for you.” She grins, as her body is still leaned over you, she continues to nibble your neck. “I can do a lot more too, you know.” She teases, as her body begins to slowly move down yours. “But you haven't given me a sign you want me to keep going.”

You look back at her almost with puppy eyes. Her eyes seem to sparkle with excitement, as she smiles at you. “Oh, are you finally going to allow me?” She bites her lip. “I'm still not seeing you beg though, guess I'll have to keep going until you do…”

“I will not beg…” You say trying to hold onto your pride. “Oh, but you know you want to, dont lie to me.” She chuckles again, as she bites your shoulder. “I could have so much fun with you if you just let me.”

“Like what?” You ask with a pout. “Oh, trust me. You would love for me to show you what I could do.” Her eyes become more seductive, her voice still maintaining the same tone. “I could make you go crazy just by doing what I want, you already seem so tempted…”

“Do it then…” You say quietly. “Oh? Are you sure? Because there’s no going back.” She smiles, before moving closer to you,. “But fine, if you really want me to show you.” Her voice maintains its seductive tone, before she starts to kiss your neck again. You look at her waiting. “Oh, you really want me to keep going?” Her voice becomes more teasing, and her face has a slight smile on it as she continues to kiss your neck. “You know, I didn't think you’d give in so early.”

She nibbles your shoulder again. “Come on…” You almost plead. “Mmm, you want me to take it further, huh?” Her voice still remains teasing, as she grips onto you. “I guess it's only fair, I have my own needs to take care of too after all…” She smiles, before moving her mouth away from your neck, moving down onto your chest. You give her more access to your skin. Her breath catches as you give in, as she starts kissing you. “I see you really want this now.” She bites at your nipple slightly and sucks on it, before moving even further down. You are trying not to moan really hard. She chuckles softly, as she moves her eyes up to look at you. “I can tell you tried to hold back from expressing yourself now.”

“No I'm not…” You avoid making eye contact. “Really now? Well, you're not doing a good job at it.” She chuckles, before going back to kissing your other nipple and suck on it harder.

You close your eyes as she does it, it feels really good. She knows what she's doing. She grins, as she continues to kiss your chest in the same place. “Oh, someone is enjoying this, isn't someone getting really sensitive now?” She chuckles slightly, and continues to kiss your chest.

“More…” You let out without thinking and immediately felt embarrassed after saying it. Her eyes sparkle, as she smiles once more. “Oh, you really don't hold yourself back do you?” She sucks your nipple again, before moving over your stomach slowly. She bites lightly at your stomach. You shiver as she goes down. “Aww, someone is sensitive to the touch.” She chuckles playfully, and her voice stays slightly seductive. “Maybe I won't stop until you beg.”

“Lo… lower…” You whisper. She chuckles again, before moving even further down. She continues to nibble at your belly, putting her hands on your hips. She moves her face down to your waist, and she giggles playfully and starts opening your legs slowly. “Oh, you really want me to go there?” Her voice stays seductive yet still teasing. You nod looking down at her. She smiles. “Alright then, but that's still not enough.” She teases you again. “I think if you really want this, then you need to ask...” Her voice remains the same, as she looks at you, her eyes sparkling with lust.

“Please…” You say very quietly. “Ahh, I'm sorry, I think I couldn't hear you. Can you say it a bit louder for me please?” Her voice is slightly teasing. She grins, moving even further down.

“Please…” You say in a slightly higher tone. She stops, and she smiles at you. “There we go, good girl…” She chuckles softly as she gets in between your legs and kisses your clit through your panties. She notices the wet patch a little lower. “Oh, already this wet? You really want this don't you?” You nod at her. “Maybe I should start doing something about it.”

Her eyes sparkle, as a blush covers her face When she looks up at you. “hehe, i'm glad i got the answer i was hoping for.” She smiles passionately, before moving back up to your chest. “But I still need you to beg..”

“Please…” You whisper. she chuckles and teases you by pulling herself away slightly. “I can't hear you, you’ll have to beg louder than that.”

“Please touch me…” You say avoiding looking into her eyes. “Oh, someone’s desperate, aren't they?” She smiles and she begins to kiss your stomach again.

“No, go lower please…” Ellie loves hearing your voice this desperate. “Oh, someone’s getting impatient.” Her eyes sparkle, as she smiles, before moving even lower. “Are you sure? Someone seems to be begging me for something…” She chuckles softly again, before going even lower. “Alright then…”  She smiles, before moving even lower and starts touching your clit through the fabric in tiny circles. “Is this what you wanted? hum?...” She smiles looking into your eyes, You simply nod and let out a moan as she touches you. “Thank you…” You whisper under your breath. “Thank me later…” She smiles teasingly again, and she continues to move her finger, her other hand is tugging at your panties like she's asking permission to take them off. You put your hand on top of hers and push them down a bit. She grins at this movement and takes them off to reveal your beautiful pussy. She's mesmerized by it and how it glistens in the dim light of your bedroom. “Such a pretty pussy… I'm going to have a lot of fun.” She grins, before reaching the spot she wanted all along and then moves her lips to your clit and leaves a tiny kiss and waits for your reaction. As soon as she sees you jump slightly, she smiles and starts licking you slowly. You close your eyes and try not to make a sound.

“Oh, seems like someone has gotten quiet again?” She smiles softly, and continues what she's doing. “Please don't stop now…” You plead. “Oh, I don't plan on stopping. if you want me to, you’ll have to beg..” She continues licking your little clit and then, takes a long slow lick up your folds, tasting your lovely juices. She grins as she hears you moan. “Oh, so you do like this?” All you could do was nod as you closed your fists tugging at the sheets. “I'm glad I'm able to make you enjoy yourself…” She chuckles, before pressing her tongue to your cunt again. You can't hold it in anymore, you let out loud moans as she continues eating you out. “Oh, it seems like someone is getting sensitive now…” She teases you as she brings one hand up to collect some of your wetness.

“Ellie…” Her eyes brighten up, as your voice catches her attention. “Yes, baby?” 

“Please don't stop…” “Oh alright then, I'll keep going…” She grins, before moving her fingers up and down your folds. She's loving having this control on you, a few moments later she starts prodding at your entrance as you moan to her movements. She slides one of her slender fingers inside you slowly, looking at your face, biting her bottom lip in excitement

“Oh, it feels good doesn't it, huh? I know that.” She chuckles, before sliding her entire finger in and slowly starting to pump it in and out of you. 

You start feeling her inside you and it feels like heaven as she fastens her pace and you squirm in pleasure. She is really proud of herself for making you feel so good. You start feeling a knot forming in your belly as she moves more and more. Her finger is sliding in and out so easily, due to how wet you are, that she wants to slide in a second one and so she does. You gasp as you feel your hole being stretched by Ellie. You feel the knot in your belly starting to come undone.

“You look so beautiful taking my fingers… I'm gonna make you feel so good…” She continues to fasten her pace as she sees how you and your body respond to her touch. “Fuck baby… look at that… feels good doesnt it?” As she's fingering you she starts licking your clit at the same time in tiny circles and you moan even louder. “I'm almost there…”

“Oh? Someone seems so eager now…” She grins with her mouth still on you sucking your clit. “Maybe I should stop…” She slows down a bit. “No please… keep going… I'm almost…” She goes even faster now. “You're so beautiful when you beg like a good girl…” As she fingers you, she curls her fingers inside you and hits that spongy spot that makes you go crazy. “Yeah.. right there… Please don't stop now…” She continues as she grins looking at your fucked out face. “Such a good girl begging…” You feel your orgasm wash over you as she calls you a good girl. The knot in your belly comes undone and you cant stop moaning, Her fingers inside you feel so good your mind goes blank. “I can feel it… please dont stop.” You plead.”  “You can feel what?” She grins. “That's it baby, cum for me.. cum on my fingers…” She is mesmerized as you cum just from her fingers. She helps you come down from your high, slowing down and stroking your face as she kisses you softly. “Such a good girl…” She slowly pulls her fingers out of you and brings them to her mouth to suck your cum off of them. “You taste so good… you taste like heaven…” She grins as she kisses you so you can taste yourself on her tongue. You moan into the kiss. You are still a bit out of it from how good it was. “Thank you…” You whisper. She chuckles. “What was that? i think i missed it… could you tell me louder?” 

“Thank you…” You say again for her to hear. “Your welcome baby….” She kisses you softly as she caresses your face. A few minutes later you feel more like yourself. And you want more. You like Ellie and how she makes you feel. You both lay down and cuddle for a bit before falling asleep. You are really starting to like her.

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SUGAR BABY AU

Ch.4 Leeway

Characters in this series: Reader, Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff, Carol Danvers, Darcy Lewis, Maria Hill, Kate Bishop, Pepper Potts, Valkyrie, Shuri

Summary: As a good friend you are responsible for people closest to you, right? But can you handle it all at once? For now, your friends are a priority.

Warnings: age gap relationships, sugar mommy/sugar baby relationships, swearing, aggression, cheating, all story is gonna be +18, you are responsible for your own ass. 

Word count: 6556

A/N: This chapter took a while and im greatfull for all your patience. This story is a proces and i go through it while writing, it growns on me with every sentance and page. Im happy i can share it with you. All ideas, theories, comments are welcome. Dont steal or claim my stuff as yours or im going to bite your ass off. Enjoy!

As always thanks to @charturnus for editing, helping to write and posting this fic. It wouldn't be here without you.

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CHAPTER 4

The next morning. You find Darcy occupied with her phone, laughing at something and scrolling down TikTok. You can tell which side of the platform she is on, and you smile under your breath, hearing the “woooo I’m mentally ill” sound, that both of you love. You gather yourself and enter the living room. You feel guilty, it wasn't right for you to speak to her this way, or say those things. Your opinions should never get between you and your friends, no matter what they do. God, you would help them bury a body without a question, why would you be a bitch about the way they decide to go in their life. That's not your place to say so, and you see it now, after a mostly sleepless night. You need to set things right, you need to apologize. You need to-

“Is this one of your ADHD things, when you just stand in the middle of the room and have a full-on conversation with yourself?” Darcy's voice breaks you out of your reverie, and you look at her with shocked eyes. You get lost sometimes. I guess it was one of those moments. 

“Yeah… I haven't taken my meds yet. Sorry about that.” You hang your head down and move closer to the couch that is occupied by Darcy and at least 5 blankets. Why would anybody need 5 blankets on one couch? It's not even that cold. Yes, it's November, but still, it's pretty warm for this time of the year.

“You are doing it again.” This time she touches your shoulder to bring you out and ground you, in reality a little bit more.

“Shit, sorry.”

“It's okay, what's bothering you?” She knows what, of course, she knows. The whole argument happened not more than 7 hours ago. God, you don't deserve her. 

“Darcy…. About yesterday…” You start fidgeting with your hands. Clearly uncomfortable, you are being eaten up from the inside by guilt. The fuzzy blanket that you are sitting on provides comfort with its texture. 

“About yesterday… I…”

“I know.” And you know she does, but she needs to hear it. You turn to the side to look at her, taking her hand into yours. You two were never touchy with each other. This is the kind of friendship where you would rather die than hug your friend, but you still would die for her in seconds. The older you two got, the closer you were, and the relationship between you two is far more mature now, you both are. 

“Still, even if you do, it wasn't acceptable for me to say those things. I don't have the knowledge of how it looks from your side. I have my own issues, I shouldn’t put that on you or attack you because of them. It wasn't right, and it won't happen again. I'm not going to judge any of you and if I'm going to be confused about anything I'm just going to ask. I was ignorant, angry, tired and rude. Nothing excuses my behaviour. I'm sorry Darcy.” 

She shifts her position and gets really close to you. You feel her arms around your neck and her face hidden in the crook of your neck. She feels warm, like home or fireplace, like the fuzzy blanket under your palm providing you with comfort. It takes you a second, but you practically scoop her up in your arms, hiding her even more in your chest. You stay like that for a little while and once you start pulling away you feel her grabbing you tighter. You don't let go.

“I'm sorry too.” You want to interrupt her, tell her that there is nothing to apologize for, that you were in the wrong, but she speaks again. 

“I said some shitty stuff yesterday. I don't want to talk to you that way. Even if I was a little bit right.” you both laugh at it, and the world gets a little lighter. The heavy feeling on your shoulders, it's always there, it always lingers, but now you don't carry it by yourself. When you finally pull apart, both of your eyes are a little bit glassy, you both notice it, but nobody will say anything. 

“You need to repay me, though. For the things you said.” Of course. You know that she is just using the situation and that you are actually forgiven, but you play the game either way.

“You have one wish. Shoot.”

“And no saying no?”

“No saying no.” 

“I'm going to set you up on a date. And before you interrupt me…”  You were actually going to interrupt her. 

“You have to be there for at least 30 minutes, and then I'm not going to set you up with anyone ever again.”

“Deal.” She looks at you like you’re dumb. This kind of look that tells you she is not done. You take a dramatic breath in.

“What else…?” She smiles and as much as you will never admit it, you want her happy. 

“Today Carol is having a small party with clients, friends, and business partners. It’s Bridgerton themed. You are going to be there, and you are going to like it. And no, you don't have to be there from the start, I know how you feel about all these business conversations. The party starts around 6pm and is going to last till 11pm at least. After that it's just going to be us, Maria, Kate, Pepper, Carol, Natasha and Wanda.” Hearing the last two names pulls a reaction from you. It’s one of the most dramatic eye rolls you've ever done. Darcy is laughing at you at this point, and you can't help but join her. You are not happy about any of that, but at the same time, you owe it to her.

“Yes ma’am.” The blanket beneath your fingers becomes overwhelming, so you start playing with your rings. 

“Good girl, now go because you have classes in half an hour.” She cares, and that's one of the ways she shows you that she does.

“Also, don't worry about your regency outfit! I’ve already taken care of it.” Your best friend tells you, not moving from the couch, as you stand up to take care of breakfast. She really gets on your nerves sometimes, but to be honest, you didn't even think about the outfit. You are grateful, even if it’s her that put you in this situation.

“Actually, I’m not going to uni today.” That's shocking news for her, and you get why she is surprised. 

“I also called off my shift at the bar.” Well that's a double shock, and it's surprising that she can take it. She gets off the couch and walks up to you, checking your temperature.

“Are you sick? Wait, you’re not dying, are you?” You love that dramatic bitch. 

“No, actually, we need to call a family meeting today.” 

‘’Oh,’’ Darcy breathes, realizing that the situation is serious. Only a few times before the meeting was called, this was the day Carol was introduced to all of you, or when Maria finally came out. This is an emergency only situation, and you are pretty sure that this one is justified. 

“Wait, family meeting? Someone died?” Maria’s sleepy voice flows through the room. Her hair is messy. Her silk robe flows nicely around her body. You always admired her confidence, and she is surprisingly kind for such an attractive person. Her hair is freshly cut, shoulder-length is the most comfortable for her, at least that's what she always says when they get too long. You like that about her, the way she knows what she wants, when and how. Even more, you don't understand why she would give control to anyone else. 

“Nobody died. Kate’s home?” You say. 

“Yeah, she came back around 4am.” Darcy's answer is followed by a big yawn. All of you can use a break today, and a little bit more sleep. 

‘’Could you please wake Kate up?’’ You say, turning to Maria. 

‘’I’ll get started on pancakes in the meantime.’’

She moves from her spot by the door and hurries to Kate's room. It's not going to be easy, but the longer you are putting off the conversation, the harder it's going to get. 

Preparing breakfast takes you little to no time, everything always goes by fast when you have Darcy on your side. You two work in perfect harmony, managing to cook, set up the table and even squeeze fresh orange juice for all of you. The scent of sweet citrus filled the whole room, bright sunlight falls aggressively through ajar blinds. Crispy air hits you as you move to close the window, trying to get rid of the burned smell of the last failed pancake. You are still going to eat it, you hate wasting food. 

Darcy is on your right, sitting cross-legged on a high chair with a messy bun and an oversized sweater stolen from Carol. She looks peaceful and warm. Maria sits half naked in front of you. She is always really comfortable in her own skin and it shows. Long pyjama pants and a bra are her go to outfits in the morning. It suits her. When Kate comes out of her room, the first thing that you acknowledge is her wet hair, indicating she just had a shower and dark circles under her eyes. She moves smoothly closer to where you all wait for her and as she moves behind you, she stops in her tracks for a second to wrap her arms around your torso from behind. She hides her head in the crook of your neck, and all you can do is put your hand smoothly through her hair, hugging her closer with one arm. 

“I missed you.” She whispers just for you to hear, and you feel tiredness and pain of the past busy weeks in her voice. It fills you with love, care but also anger for not being able to change it for her, or rather respecting the peace she chooses to live her life on. She needs to learn, and you will be here to catch her if she falls. And that's exactly why family meetings are so needed. 

“I missed you too, hun.” Her smile makes you happy and breaks your heart at the same time. You have been in situations when someone was trying to open your eyes, and you were taking out anger and pain on the messenger. Honestly, there is nothing she could do to push you away, but you know some part of her will hate you after this. 

“So what's the family meeting about? It sounds serious, you even took a day off.” 

“Let's just eat for now. We're gonna talk later.” 

****

You wash the dishes after breakfast while girls talk with each other on the couch. They offered to clean, but you needed a second for yourself to muster up the courage to tell her the truth. Giving yourself time is needed, but also creates moments like this. Wet sponge in your right hand, plate in your left, and your phone laying heavy in your pocket with evidence. You feel it digging into your leg through the material, kind of like pushing you to stop procrastinating the inevitable, so you do. 

You sit down on an ottoman that matches the rest of the couch set and as you sigh heavily, all the attention is drawn to you. Nobody’s rushing you to open up, it's one of the many rules of the meetings. They all wait for you, ready to provide comfort at all times. You lock your eyes with Kate’s, and as you almost always keep your posture and face up, your eyes water up a little, but not enough for them to notice. 

“Go on y/n. Lay it on me.” She is the youngest of all of you, but sometimes she is more mature than all of you combined. 

“Valkyrie is cheating on you.” You can see in her eyes that she thinks it's a joke, another dumb idea of yours to separate the two of them because you don't think her girlfriend deserves her, so you continue. 

“I was at the bar, had my shift with Steve, she was there. There was a whole group of people, God, all of them drunk out of their minds. She came to me and told me that you’re not texting her back. She wasn't too nice about it.” You take a deep breath in and grab anything you have close to you to stop yourself from standing up and pacing around the room. The plastic scrunchie provides some stimulation, so you look at her again. 

“At some point, she started kissing some girl that was in that group. I don't even know if they know each other.” Kate just listens, not taking her eyes off of you. You notice her lips quivering a little, but it's so slight that you’ve almost missed it. 

“Shuri was there, she can vouch for this.” 

“Wait, you saw your ex!?” Darcy jumps in but back off as soon as she can catch herself going off-topic, that's not important right now and she knows it. 

“Show me.” Two words you hoped you wouldn't hear. Speaking about it is one thing, but seeing it with her own eyes will be different. As the last resort, you try to play dumb, pretending not to know what she means.

“This is far too important for you not to have the proof. Just show me y/n, I’m a big girl.” So you do. When you hand her the phone, it’s already opened in your gallery. It's the last thing you recorded. The video starts with Shuri drinking her martini and talking to you about something happening at her university. However, as soon as you zoom into the group, she falls silent. 

‘’Oh fuck,’’ The girls can hear Shuri swearing, combined with your heavy breathing through the speaker in your phone. The scene ends with Valkyrie standing up and dragging the girl behind her into the bathroom area and Shuri’s voice saying “y/n don't do it”. 

“What did you do?” Maria asks what everybody is wondering. You answer her question, but all you say is for Kate and only for her. 

“I didn't do anything. I ended my shift and went home.” She believes you, you are always honest with her, always. 

“I wanted to tell you right after, but this is not something to do over the phone. Maybe I should have just found you at your job, I'm sorry but-” She's interrupting your explanation with the softest voice she has.

“It's okay, I know you are more of a face to face person.” The scrunchie is long forgotten on the floor, and Kate's hands are secured strongly in yours. You caress her palm with your thumb, providing as much comfort through the touch as you can, but she leans back on the couch. You expected anger, sadness, a breakdown or denial, but not this. 

“I mean, she was awful either way, right?” Both Darcy and Maria jump in with copious nodding and approval of that statement. 

“I guess it's for the better, at least I have a good reason to end it now.” With that she…. smiles? Something is wrong, something is very wrong. 

For the next 5 minutes your roommates rumble about how awful Val is, how much better Kate will be without her and how happy they are that she feels that way. Kate jumps in from time to time, smiling and telling them how right they are, and that's when you can't take it anymore. You start laughing, and it takes everybody off guard, to be honest it takes you off guard too. You don't explain anything to anybody as you stand up, take your hurt friend by her hand, and announce that you will be back in a couple of hours for dinner. You are much stronger than Kate, so manhandling her a little into her room is easy. 

“Get dressed, put some training clothes on and take your wallet. I'm taking your car keys, and I'm waiting for you in the car park. Don't make me wait too long.”

“Y/n I’m fine! What are you even doing? I don't understand.” You hug her really close, face buried in your chest, her arms hanging loose on her sides not really knowing what to do with them, but even when she’s not reciprocating you don’t let her go. Your left hand goes all the way around her waist, grabbing her side, while the right hand keeps her head close to you. Your touch feels hungry for closeness with her, while you almost shield her whole body with yours. When you let go, you grab her face into your hands, look deeply into her glassy eyes and smile with the most honest love you ever felt to someone. This kind of love is different from anything else you ever had. You imagine that's the way your brother feels when he looks at you. At least he did when you were younger. 

“You’re not Kate. And it's okay.” You kiss her forehead and tell her once again to get ready before you disappear from her room. 

*** 

The ride to the location takes you around 25 minutes. The whole trip, Kate is trying to get you to tell her where you’re going or what this whole thing is about, but you keep your mouth shut, which makes her more irritated by the minute. It's good, you need her to be irritated, you need her to be mad, and soon enough everything will become clear to why. 

You arrive at a big open space with one building that's in poor condition. Vines have taken over its walls, invading cement and binding everything together with nature. It’s a truly beautiful view if you can just stop for a second and try to understand what's in front of you. It's far, it's quiet, and it's your safe space, one of just the few that you have. You get out of the car, still not answering Kate's questions. She makes it harder for herself and as much as you get why she is doing it, you wish she would stop. 

“What's that place? It looks like a squat.” She comments, and she sounds unnecessarily annoyed.

“This is a place where me and Shuri were meeting for most of the time. It's a safe place and a safe space.”

“Safe for what?”

“To be yourself.” 

Your answer takes her a little bit off guard, you can see by the appearing wrinkles on her forehead that she really thinks about what you just said, and hopefully she will find some truth for herself in your words. She follows you into the building, you take out a bundle of keys, which is definitely too big, you don't even remember what half of them are for, you are pretty sure that some of them were found around here, never finding out their purpose, but the one that you need right now is easy to find. The red band on top of it makes it easy to spot. The word ‘’sanctuary’’ is hand-painted onto the key, and it fills you with warmth and gratitude that your last relationship ended up on good terms. You really appreciate having Shuri in your life, her and her family were nothing but good people to you, and you are glad to reciprocate anytime you can. You open a heavy looking lock and enter the building with Kate on your heels. 

Inside it is really dark and scary looking, dust covers the floors, and various types of glass, wood and all kinds of materials can be found on the side of every wall. Used spray paint cans decorate one corner, making the whole place more alive because of their colours. They also create a nice contrast to the surrounding chaos. All cans are securely stacked in a pyramid shape. A skylight lights up the middle of the room in a theatrical way. You love this place to the bone. 

As Kate looks around with a little disgust on her face she tries to appreciate you getting her out of the house, you collect some things from the locker and close it with a metallic clang. 

“Here,” you say into her direction, getting closer to her with two jumpsuits in hand. She looks surprised, but gets the general idea of what you want from her. She is obliging even if she is not fully sure why you are both here, she’s too shaken up to put it all together. Putting on a brave face is one of her greatest strengths and weaknesses, but you know every little piece of her. At least most of them. 

You start undressing while Kate is half ready with her suit on, you were always impressed with her physique. She’s the one who motivated you to go to the gym, taking you with her a couple of times gave you the kick-start that you needed to go on your own, you are grateful for that, not sure that she is aware of it. As you take off your shirt, you don't notice Kate's eyes lingering on your body. You are muscular it's hard not to be after putting so much work in at the gym, her eyes are tracing the tattoos on your body, from your legs up. You’re  turned away from her, so she has a perfect view of your wide back. She isn’t sure why she’s staring, but it seems natural to do so, so she lets herself. As you turn around to face her, you zip up the suit to your waist, looking for a shirt you took with you. You don't want to ruin your nice clothes, that's why you asked Kate to pack something up herself as well. You look at her. She seems to be stuck for a moment, and her face is red.

“Are you okay?” You reach out to her, worried that she might be on the verge of crying because of her breakup, unaware that the reason for her state is completely different. Kate on the other hand is trying to understand what's happening to her. Nobody was ever as sweet to her as you, so protective and caring. Nobody held her like you do, nobody was interested in her in the way you are. In the beginning she was trying to figure out if that's your way of hitting on her, but after she got to know you a little bit she understood that it's just your nature. It didn't change the fact that she always feels special when you act protective over her or caring in any way. Late night texts telling her to get home safe, to remember about lunch, calling her love. Or just simply sitting down together and letting her talk while you listen. Just the way you let her be with you is enough to get some ideas in her head. She has been questioning for a long time now if she is attracted to you, but even if the answer is yes, your relationship has always been platonic, and she is aware of that. 

“Yes, yes I am. Dress up, or you're going to get sick.” She stops the topic before you can ask her more questions, not wanting to fall into a hot mess in front of you. 

After you both get dressed and leave your stuff secured in the locker, just in case, you take Kate's hand and tell her to follow you. Her palm is soft but cold to the touch, instinctively you start to rub her hand with your thumb to warm it up and comfort her a little, sensing her nervousness. She’s still playing with her hands, grabbing onto her jewellery and loose strands of fabric fraying off of the partially torn jumpsuit. Your touch seems to bring her a little bit more back into the present. You can hear her taking a big breath in when you soothe her hand, and it seems like her arms are starting to relax a little. 

You moved further into the building, which leaves you in front of a massive, heavy looking reinforced door. Something straight out of the teen wolf series. As you open them, you are both hit with too much sunlight coming out of the skylights. Your eyes take a second to adjust and get past the sting of it, Kate tries to blink the pain away too. As soon as her vision is clear, she gets what all of this is about, and she doesn't know how to feel about it. 

“Wha…what? Y/n I don't think it's necessary.” She comments as soon as she sees a table covered in lots of different kinds of mugs, plates, dishes, boxes and bottles. It's warmer here than anywhere else in the building, probably because of the sun coming through the windows. She understands now why the doors are so thick. She waits for your answer, but you leave her in silence. You move to the deep right corner of the room and grab two aluminium bats and two helmets secured in the covered box. Your weapon is strictly for looks, you are not going to participate in breaking today, this day is all about Kate and you need to focus on her. 

“Take it.” She shakes her head, refusing to do so. 

“Kate, take it, please.” She does see that you are being really serious about it. It feels heavy in her hands at first, but her muscle memory is trained on such a good level that it takes her just a minute to get used to the handle and balance of the bat. 

“I don't need it. I know you think I'm sad and heartbroken but I'm not, okay?  It's for the best and we both know it yn.” She pleads with you, it all seems really unnecessary for her. 

“Kate..” you come close to her and put  your free hand on her cheek. “ You are heartbroken, you are tired and you are sad, but most of all you are angry. I can see you holding your fist together every time someone mentions your mother.” Exactly the thing she does as soon as the words leave your mouth. “ I know that you feel betrayed by Val, it doesn't matter if you loved her or not. She abused you for so long, just as your mother. Dont hate me for it but I think you chose her for a reason.” She looks at you not believing your words, and takes a step back. Her eyes ask you what you mean by that and you know she felt a sting because of your assumption. You straighten out your posture and keep going, gambling your friendship in the name of her sanity. 

“You have been controlled since your father died.”

“Stop.” Her voice is low but the tone of it is threatening.

“Your mother uses you as her personal project, to be honest I'm not sure if she was ever a real mother to you.” You continue not letting yourself back up no matter what. She needs this.

“I said stop.” Her voice is louder letting emotions take over a little.

“ Were you saying stop when Val hit you? Or when she was pouring alcohol in your system so she could take advantage of you? You didn’t deserve any of this” She is crying at this point and it pains you to see.

“All those times I was picking you up from her apartment seeing a new bruise on you, all those times when you got hell from your mother or from your girlfriend because you had to choose one and there were no other options in your life. This is not love Kate, it never was.” 

“Nobody asked you to take care of me!!” She is screaming now and you decided to match her energy. 

“BUT I DID! I was cleaning the fucking cuts, i was holding the ice bags and i had to watch you being broken everyday! I had to restrain myself of fucking her up everyday because of your feeling towards her!” Kate never knew about this, so that information is shocking, her head unfortunately for both of you took a defensive state so everything you say is taken personal. !!!

“ If that was such a fucking issue for you you could’ve just told me! I would never ask you for help if I knew!’ The bat in her hand is flying around, she always uses her hands while speaking so it's normal, in this situation though it's a little dangerous. 

“It's not about me ! Its about you Kate, about people fucking you over and over again and you allowing them. It's about the fact that you are angry and you don't let yourself go!”

“I'M NOT ANGRY. I'M IN PAIN! AND THEY’VE PUT ME THERE” With that she delivers a first hit to the stack of plates. It's not in the center so plates end up falling from the table while  breaking a couple of them. It's hard to aim when your face is covered in tears. You grab her arm before she can do a second strike stopping her mid flight. She tries to get out of your hold pushing you away with her other arm but you are one step ahead and you let go of your bat to grab both of her hands. You take her into a strong embrace letting her totally break down in tears. She cries, and it sounds like something she loved, someone she loves has died, maybe a part of her. Her voice is broken and you can hear her asking why, while you drop with her to the floor not letting go for even a second. She is still fighting to get out of your arms but you know that she is not fighting with you. You put your hand on her head closing any space left between you and you try to calm her crying a bit.

“I got you Kate… I'm right here with you, I'm not leaving…. ever. You can let go… just let go, I'm holding you.” And she does. She lets go of all the pain she feels at the moment, lots of memories coming back to her in a big feeling of chaos. It is hard for her to focus on one feeling, one problem, one pain so she grabs on to you tighter trying to ground herself in your touch. She starts paying attention to your fingers tracing patterns on her back, on your breathing being slow and deep and she tries to match it the best she can with her own. She focuses on the vibrations she can feel on her head that are coming from you humming her favorite melody. She finds peace in it and after a little while she slowly lets go of you to take a deep breath in and look at your face. You smile at her with the most genuine smile that she ever saw. 

“Why are you so happy?” She is teasing you, you know she is.

“Because I'm proud of you Katie… so proud.” Your voice is low and soft, like the silence after the storm, like the moment when the rain stops falling abruptly after ripping the sky open with its force. 

You help her stand up and that's the exact moment that she sees blood on your face. Her breath hitches while she points at your cheek. You touch the place and realize that while she hit the plates one piece of them got stuck in your skin. You take it out with almost no force and wipe already dried blood off of you. 

“That's why we wear helmets.” You pick up the gear that was left on the floor, and help her put it safely on her head. After doing the same you hand her a bat and let her have an outlet for all of the forgotten feelings hidden inside of her for so long. Sounds are loud, rapid but so satisfying. Pieces of glass are landing on the walls, the floor and your clothing. At first she was shy with her hits, but you can see that she got more comfortable with the whole idea and actually put some work into it. You hold your cold bat in your left hand, it's only a prop, because today it's about Kate…. today is about Kate yn… You tell yourself trying to suppress any emotions you might have with this whole situation. Stacks of beer glasses seem to have your name written all over them. The bat you are holding gets a little bit heavier in your hand when you tighten your fist around it. Your veins become visible because of the pressure and your eyes are focused on the target, never looking away from it but holding yourself back as much as you can. Just when you start to feel yourself going into emotions, all of the glasses break in front of your eyes. A big hit delivered by Kate crashes them into pieces and powder, and with that she says that it's the last one that she needed. It brings you back out of your head and you nod at her, pointing to the door. 

After leaving the room you give some time for Kate to change into her clothes while you are sweeping the floor to make it nice and tidy, mainly safe. You put down all the equipment and as you move into the room with a locker you can hear Kate humming the same melody you were trying to calm her down with. It warms you from the inside, the fact that you understand her and she trusts you enough to show you the most raw parts of herself. While you change Kate decided to look around some other rooms in the building. Some of them are holding more stuff to break, some of them have camping equipment, making her acknowledge that you probably spend some nights here. As you catch up to her you see that she found one of the most important places for you. The biggest room in this whole building has two chairs in the middle of it and 5 plastic boxes on the right side of it. Chairs are facing one wall, a wall covered in graffiti, with big sentences written in the middle of it. You lean on the entrance while Kate is trying to take it all in. 

“What's that? Ver- Verba Vo…” “Verba Volant Scripta Manent. Spoken words fly away, written words remain.” You explain to her, trying to get her to understand what this place is about. “And what's all over that?” “All the reasons why me and Shuri were coming here. Tony Stark, Loki, work, even when I was arguing with you guys.” You laugh a little at the memory. “Even your mom.” You see her go closer to the wall as she eyes your mothers name written on the wall in the most chaotic way she ever saw. She puts her hand on the cold concrete and touches it lightly, collecting some dirt on her fingers by accident. She doesn't seem to care though. She turns with glossy eyes to look at you and a second later you are holding her in your arms. She is not angry anymore, but sad. Tears flow out while you hold her and allow her to feel all the emotions at once. She doesn't have to pretend with you, she never should. She lets you go and look at your face. Her cold hand lands on your cheek as she is trying to take care of you, leaving some of the dirt on your skin. It throws you off guard for a second because you didn't realize you were crying with her. As soon as you do you whip off the tears that escaped and hand her spray can from one of the plastic boxes.

“Write Katie, everything that's on your shoulders, write it out of you. It will stay here, and you will move on without it.” “Verba Volant Scripta Manent.” She repeats your mantra butchering latin pronunciation, making you laugh. 

“Exactly.” You give her a nod and encourage her to start letting go of all the things that are in her heart. She is a little shy at first but gets a hold of it really quickly. She writes dates, names, words like work, comfort, cheating, fear. With each word she seems to be lighter and you enjoy the view. Carefully she writes everything down avoiding your drawing, your motto, which you really appreciate. As she finishes her work she takes a couple of steps back and enjoys the art of it. You join her, kiss the top of her head and take out of the box the last can, red one to put one last statement. She watches you really carefully as you go to her part of the wall and above everything she has written, you spray a big red word, saying “Rebirth”. As you turn around, a little bit dirty and tired, you feel happiness filling you in as she is smiling at you, in a way you haven't seen in a long time. 

After closing up everything and making sure that the whole place is secured and tidy you make your way to the car. Kate is surprised to see an emotional hangover setup at the back of her car. Bottle of water, her favorite snack and tissues waiting for her, set down with love and care. It always amazes her how you can think in the future. There were countless situations in both your lifes when something unusual, tragic or just really out of nowhere came up and you are always ready for it. At least you seem to be. You are not talking much to each other while going back, no words needed between both of you. Kate can sense that it took a hold on you too so she provides comfort by playing with your hair on the back of your neck while you drive. 

“I texted her.” Kates breaks the silence for a second, her voice barely above whisper. 

“What did you say?” 

“I broke up with her, I officially ended it, and I blocked her.” You put your hand on hers, letting her know you are right next to her. She expected you to be happy but you were always better for her then she anticipated.

“And how do you feel about it?” You ask tenderly. 

“It hurts… I know she wasn't good, she never was, but she meant a lot and it… it just hurts.” You nod your head waiting for her to continue, giving all the space she might need. 

“ But it's going to heal, and as much as it pains me I also feel lighter. I need it. Thank you yn, for everything.” She interviews her fingers with yours and allows silence to take over, leaving you both in each other's comfort. 

Next chapter

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Title: Be Mine

Warnings: fluff (drabble)

Pairing: Chan x Grace (OC)

Plot: Gracie starts seeing her friend in a different light.

What if life had been different if I wasn't a coward enough to stand up for myself when my dad was berating me in front of everyone when I told him I wasn't going to follow in his steps to study business? What if my mom actually had the decency to stand up up for me or tell my dad that she's been cheating on him for.the last 3 years with his best friend, Charles?

All this would've been different if I wasn't a scaredy cat. If only there was a miracle. I watched cars drive by, a drink in hand with the summer breeze flowing through my long wavy hair as I sighed, peering at my phone. A message pops up.

C: hey, you up?

Except Chan was the only one who stuck by me, stuck by my ups and down. Even when I fought him once over me telling him to call me fat because of my chubbiness and didn't speak to him for a week, he still left me sweet messages on my phone every day.

G: yeah i am

C: im coming over with pizza and company

I smile, walking back inside and setting the glass of wine down on the kitchen counter.

G: define company

C: me, hannie, hyunjin, changbin and felix

G: bring ice cream

C: with cherry on top?

G: channie, istg if you make another corny joke, im changing my locks.

C: :( so you dont want me as the cherry. Sheesh

Shaking my head, I put my phone down. This guy......

He's flirted with me before but it wasn't anything major. It was just....he showed me affection like a boyfriend would do to his girlfriend. But weren't anything like that. Sure, I found him very attractive but that's all it was. There was no way he would go for a woman like me. Chubby and unattractive.

"We're here!"

I jump up at the voice and walk over to the kitchen as Han came into view with Changbin trailing behind him. "Where's Felix?"

"Wow, and I carried all this pizza just for you to forget I existed?" Chan's voice comes around the corner, holding 4 pizza boxes.

Oh. My. God.

"You....you dyed your hair?" I asked, blinking at the color sitting on top of his head. The shade was brown, with hints of maroon if he was to stand directly under the light. And it was styled differently than his usual curls.

My hearts skips a beat and I'm suddenly regretting this whole thing about me not finding him attractive more than a friend.

"Yeah," he replies, setting the pizza boxes down on the counter and came around to give me a kiss on the cheek. "Hi, beautiful."

Hyunjin, who was standing on the other side of the counter, made a gagging aound. "Ew, get a room."

I roll my eyes and ignore him as I get the paper plates for everyone as Hyunjin and Felix join the other two, leaving Chan and I alone. Opening a pizza box, my hand freezes upon seeing a number and a name written in a sharpie, with a lip mark next to it. "Oh wow, she really did give her number," Han says from behind me.

"Who?" Changbin asked, grabbing a paper plate.

"The woman at the pizza place. The one who couldn't stop ataring at Channie hyung," Han replied.

"For the last time, she wasn't staring."

I whip my head at Chan, his ears red. "Sure she wasn't. I bet she wanted to get in your pants if we weren't around," Han retorted, grabbing a pizza slice.

"Come on, Channie hyung. What's the harm in calling a phone number?" Hyunjin chimed in.

Why......why do I hate all this? Why do I hate about a phone number being given to him? Why is my heart feeling like there's been an arrow shot right through it?

"Guys, just cool it, alright? I'm not going to call her," Chan says annoyed.

"You should call her," I hear myself saying.

Every eyes lands on me but it's his that breaks me in two. "You do?"

"I....." I swallow the bile down my throat. "I need air." I turn around and walk to the patio.

Taking a breath of fresh air did nothing. But I was glad I was away from all that. Or so I thought.

"Hey, what was that back there?"

"Chan, today isn't a good day to drill sense into me," I sigh, already defeated from all the drama today.

He sensed my frustration, and steps closer to me. "What happened?"

I tell him. About how dad berated me and how mom didn't defende me, as always. By the end of it, I feel his arm wrap around me as I lean against the patio railing. I turn my head. He's looking at the view in front. My eyes travel down his forehead, nose and lands on the lips.

Was he always tbis beautiful or am I just noticing it now?

"For what's it worth, you don't have to listen to them anymore. You make the life you want. Don't ever live the life others want for you when its the life they wanted." He turns his head and smiles down at me. Our faces were very close. "Your worth is more than that, Grace."

Fuck, my heart can't stop beating so fast. He chuckles. "Falling for me, Gracie?"

I narrow my eyes at him.

"Okay, I think it's time we go i-"

His word get stuck when I yank him back down on my lips. He lets out a surprised sound but his body immediately relaxes as he wraps his arms around me. Wow, his lips. "Gracie, wha-"

"Shut up and kiss me, Channie," I whine. I wanted his lils back on mine. My heart was going crazy but it became crazier when he slams his lips against mine, cupping my cheeks.

"Fuck, baby," he whispers, biting his lower lip. "You drive me crazy."

"That makes the two of us," I replied, my cheeks heating. "Do you always show girls see this side of you?"

"Only you."

My breath hitches in my throat. "Should I be scared?"

He throws his head back, laughing. "Have I ever made you doubt me?" I shake my head no. "Do you want to try it with me?"

"Try what?"

"Being my girl."

A/N: should I continue this or leave it as it is?

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Keegan P Russ fluff

Warning- hair pulling, size kink, minor injuries, thigh grabbing, tongue kink, vaginal sex, oral sex, degrading language, spanking/slapping

Keegan comes home after a while with cuts and bruises on his face. Still wearing his mask. you turn around and notice him. You get up from doing you nails and quickly close the arylic powder and put it back on the shelf. You run over to the font door and hug him “OH MY GOD YOUR HOME!!!!” You scream but pause when you notice his face “Holy shit, you look like you got beat up what happened??? And why are you still wearing your mask”

Keegan looks at the floor and takes a deep breath “im fine, and you know i dont like taking my mask off.”

“Sit down I need to clean you up.” You run up to him and rush him to the chair on the other side of your nail desk. You frantically clean up the mess you made while doing your nails and grab the cotton balls. Not paying attention you grab the acetone bottle and lift the lid off and wet the cotton ball. You rush to clean the cuts. You gently place the cotton ball on his face.

“Ah, fuck what is that?” He hisses. You look at the table and see the acetone open.

“Oh shit, im so sorry” you throw the cotton ball away and grab a new one. You put alcohol on it and clean his cuts. His eyes linger he stop when they get to yours. He moves your hand away from his face

“Okay, okay thats enough y/n” you cant help but stare into his beautiful blue eyes. They are so mesmerizing. He stands up and strokes your face “fuck your cute” he picks you up and carries you to the bedroom. He puts you down on the bed and leans over. He lifts up his mask a little and kisses you. His split tongue hugs yours. He puts his hand under your head. He takes off your navy blue tank top and tosses it on the floor “you ready?”

“Well your not gonna hear me say no anytime soon tonight” you chuckle

“Good.” He says in his usual seductive voice. He unbuttons your jeans and pulls them off. He puts his hands under your waist and slowly moves them up. He undoes your laced black bra. As he moves his hands down your waist he pauses and puts his head on your chest “fuck” he grunts and whimpers.

“Are you okay Keegan?” You ask concerned

“Mhm, yeah” his voice is so hot, you get turned on instantly. He whimpers again and rubs his crotch into your sopping wet pussy. You feel how hard he is. You then take off your matching laced black thong. You scoot up to the edge of the bed and unzip his pants. You look up at him as you pull his pants down a bit. You start to tease him by stroking his bulge.

“You like that Keegan?” He looks down at you and puts his hand ontop of your head. He moves his hand down your face and under your chin. He lifts your head up a little more making sure you dont break eye contact with him. At this point your practically using the bed to edge yourself. He just got home about 15 minutes ago and you guys are already about to fuck.

“You cant tease me like this, you know i can loose control baby. Fuck you know exactly what to do with me. I know your not a slut your getting fucked like one tonight with the way your teasing me. But damn who taught you how to do this huh?” Keegan loves how you tease him and you love how he fucks you.

“Y’know i’ve been waiting months for you to come home. I’ve barley masterbated since you were gone. All i did was wait for you and your dick. So tonight better not be just one round. I need you inside me so bad.” You moan

“Mm, yea what did you do to yourself while i was gone? Keegan asks waiting for you to answer. He stared you down with those needy eyes. He desperately pulls out his thick veiny long cock.

“Im not telling” you said teasingly before leaning down and licking his tip while making eye contact with him. He slips his hand into your hair and shoves his hard cock into your mouth.

“You dont wanna tell me huh? Is this how it is? Because your mine so if i find out you jerked off to another man hes dead and your pussy is gonna be too.” He says jealously. “You—(grunt)-are-(grunt)-mine” he grips your hair and shoves his cock into your mouth one last time before shooting his cum down your throat. “Now swallow.” He says demandingly. You are on the right on the edge of cumming all over your red silk comforter. You swallow and open with your tongue hanging out of your mouth to show you obeyed his orders. “Good girl.” He turns you over and puts his hand along with some pressure on your upper back forcing you to create an arch. He puts his fingers in his mouth coating them in saliva before rubbing your almost dripping wet slit.

“Fuck, please-mmh Keegan” you whimper. You move your head to look at him. With a grin spread across his face he makes eye contact with you before slaping the inside of your thighs. He leans down and spits on your already wet pussy before sticking two fingers inside you. As he slamed his fingers into you as you moaned and gripped the comforter. You came after a good minute and decided to surprise him by being on top this time. You pulled him onto the bed and flipped him over before being flipped back over. “You really thought that would work huh” Keegan asked. Before you could respond he pushed you to the bed board and spread your legs open.

“What are you doing Keegan?”

“You’ll see.” He replied before crawling to you on the bed. He lifted you up and pushed you against the bed board. He put his face between your legs and stuck his tongue inside you before splitting his tongue apart and licking down your insides. Every time you moaned and twitched his grip on your thighs got tighter.

“Fuck, Keegan” you moaned before putting a milky white film over his tongue. He then pulled you back to the edge of the bed. Then he slapped your already throbbing pussy he griped your hips and shoved his dick inside of you your tight cubt wrapping around his cock. He pulls your hair back and turns your head to the side so he can look at your face.

“Can you take it all y/n?” He grunted still slamming into you

“Mhm” you whimpered

“Are you gonna—(grunt)-tell me what you did to yourself while i was gone—(grunt)-now?”

“Why should I” you asked jokingly knowing you were gonna tell him anyways. You could tell he was a little a little frustrated by the sound of his more frequent grunts He grunted still slamming himself into you. “Fuckk” you moaned loudly as you came again. He pulled out and laid down next to you “i’ll tell you tomorrow.”