#even if they arent hurt over it now i want to take it away

[tommygettingwrittenoff]

i need 911 to make henren happy and then leave them the fuck alone

[beatbawksradio]

slán

[cultven]

hii i love reading yor fics sososo much T_T<333

I'd like to request a fic where Logan dreams that he hurts the reader, almost killing them. The reader notices that he's having a nightmare and wakes him up, he's disoriented and in panic, but when he realized what just happened he is incredibly relieved to see that reader is ok and alive. Maybe he even breaks down and cries, which really shocks the reader cuz they arent used to seeing Logan like this 🥺 Then the reader comforts him and takes care of him until he's back asleep.

As It Should Be

Wolverine X Reader

Content: Comfort, crying, poor Logan cannot catch a break, but you're there to dig him out of his sadness hole, he loves you a lot, lots of fluff while comforting him

Word Count: 1.39k

Warnings: Some graphic violence during the nightmare segment

a/n: Thank you for the kind words! This one honestly got a little graphic in terms of gore, but nothing too bad, so hopefully that’s ok! This was fun to write, enjoy!

No. What had he done? 

Logan stood in a pile of debris and rubble, his white tank top and jeans now caked in blood that wasn’t his. Claws refusing to retract, Logan felt utterly hopeless against his own body. His actions weren’t his own as he trudged towards the only person left alive; you. You were scared, that much was clear by your facial expression and hasty movements to crawl backward away from the mutant. 

“Logan… this isn’t you, please.” You plead, eyes darting around the scene to find help, anyone that is still alive or conscious. All you could take in was the decimated mansion and the mauled corpses of your loved ones. What had taken over Logan? Why did he destroy the very things he risked his life for countless times? 

As Logan looked into your frightened eyes his heart clenched, knowing what was coming next. He just wishes he could stop it. Watching himself tear through his other family hurt like hell, but having to watch you die he didn’t think he could bear it. You were his entire world, the only thing that could ground him when he fell down the pits of self-destruction. He would forever kill himself before harming you. But this version of himself had other plans. 

He trudged over, claws glistening in the light of fire around them. “No, no no no…” You chant, still trying to escape the man but your legs are rendered useless due to your paralyzing fear. With one swift movement, Logan begins to tear through flesh and muscle, watching in horror as his hands mutilate his love against his will. You could do nothing but lay there, screaming in pain, your mutant ability keeping you alive for longer than you wanted to be. Logan wished he was the one being gutted. In a way, he was. Anyone else, anyone but you deserved his wrath. 

Tears clung tightly to his eyes as his hand retracted from your body, lining up for the final shot to the head. As the blade commences its soar towards your skull, Logan jolts up from a lying position and hastily takes in his surroundings. It was dark, he was under a blanket of sorts, and oh, he was in your bedroom. Had it only been a nightmare? No, it was far too cruel and realistic to have been. Even Logan’s mind wasn’t so callous to make him live through such a horror. So then, it must have been real? Logan begins to hyperventilate, raising his hands to eye level. His claws were away, and his rough skin was clean of blood. But, as he blinked, grotesque images flashed through his mind. Sick crimson blood, your blood, begins to stain his hands, drying in a disgusting reddish-brown. He immediately jumped out of bed, went into the ensuite bathroom, and scrubbed his hands raw. 

“No, no no no.” He chanted under his breath as he tried to scrape off the non-existent material. The cold water was not enough to ground him back to reality, Logan eventually gave up and put him back to the skin, sliding down towards the floor to cradle his head in his hands. Thanks to the sound of the water running in the bathroom and Logan’s hard footsteps, you eventually stir awake. At first, nothing seemed wrong, maybe he just had to use the bathroom. But after the sound of continuous water for five minutes you grew increasingly concerned. Deciding to confront the man you carefully walk up to the bathroom door and gently knock three times, not to startle him during whatever he’s doing. 

“Lo?” It was only one syllable, but your sweet voice saying his nickname out loud was enough to send Logan scrambling. The door eagerly burst open, and when it did the sight you were met with shocked your heart. There was Logan on the ground, clearly disheveled, eyes bloodshot and teary. “Oh baby, what happened?” You coo, going to take a step forward but immediately retreating seeing Logan flinch. 

“You’re- you’re real, right?” Logan tentatively asks, sounding scared. Of course, you were real, why wouldn’t you be?” 

“Yes, love.” You stay put in your place. You didn’t want to upset him further.

“No… I ripped you apart. You died by my hands.” You resist the urge to outwardly exclaim how ridiculous he sounded before realizing he more than likely had a nightmare. Logan was prone to bad dreams, but none ever shook him quite as much as this. The only good thing that came out of the consistent night terrors was that you now knew how to soothe him in times like these. 

“I’m right here my love. I’m not hurt. See? I’m perfectly okay.” Your voice stays calm and soothing, not wanting to startle him further. “Touch my hand. Feel my skin. I am right here.” Usually, the sensation of touch grounded him from this distressed state, but this time he seemed hesitant to even look in your direction. 

“I can’t. I might hurt you again.” Logan looked so small and it broke you. He was huddled into himself, still looking at you untrusting. The thought of himself harming you any further plagued his mind, twisting his stomach and making him want to vomit. You were his world, his everything. He curses his body for the immortality that was bestowed upon him because if anything happens to you he wants to follow right behind. 

Realizing you may seem intimidating due to the fact you’re standing tall over his curled-up body you lower yourself and sit criss-cross applesauce across from him. Putting your hand out in between your two bodies you silently sit there, waiting for Logan to take this at his own pace. After a few minutes, Logan seems calm enough to touch your hand. Fingertips only brush at first, then a loose handhold, then a firm grasp on each other. Before either of you knew it you were fully embracing, Logan nuzzling his head into your neck. He needed to take you in every sense, to prove this was real. His nose took in your intoxicating perfume, his hands gripped your curves, his ears heard your soft breaths release from your mouth, and when he pulled back his eyes took in the sight of you. You were as stunning as always even with your messy hair and tired eyes. You were real, you were here, and you were his. 

Seeing as your boyfriend has calmed down you decided to relocate to a more comfortable area. “Let’s get off this gross floor, okay love? Let’s go to bed.” You whisper, carefully tugging him along to your shared bed. Once you two got settled down you were instantly back in his strong arms, protecting you from the rest of the world. You thought all was said and done for the night until Logan spoke up. 

“You were so scared. I made you scared.” He hated seeing you that way. It hurt him. What hurt worse was that he was the cause of it. He now understands it wasn’t real, but your expression was so gut-wrenching he couldn’t shake it off. 

“Logan I know you would never hurt me on purpose.” You reassured him. “Except maybe when you squeeze me to death with your bear hugs.” Logan chuckled a little bit, your humor always lightens the mood. You lay in silence for a bit, almost dozing off until you hear a voice next to you. 

“Thank you for dealing with me.” You smile, leaning over and kissing the man gingerly on the cheek. 

“It’s what I signed up for my love. Besides, you could never be a bother to me.” He smiles back, a rare sight to anyone but yourself. “I love you, Logan.”

“I love you too.” With that resignation you two cuddle, arms and legs entangled with one another’s. Eventually, Logan is lulled back to sleep while listening to the steady beat of your heart. Instead of another nightmare, he is met with a blissful dream of the two of you living together on a mountain, away from all the violence and harm the world holds. Just as it should be. 

[miya-rin]

“what the fuck do you two think youre doing?”

shit, you think, you didnt notice the balcony door had been slid open until you heard the voice of one of your brothers. you start to pull away from suna’s lips which earns you a small whine from his end, his grip tightens around you and honestly it its quite cute the way he is trying so hard to savour the moment. “come back later, we’re kinda busy.” the boy mutters before trying to move your face away from the distraction so that he can kiss you once more.

“suna you get your hands off of her right now, i dont give a fuck that its your birthday.” osamu pipes up, he looks furious and a little bit disgusted, if it hadnt been for the situation youre in right now you would think its kind of funny.

“samu lay off him, it was a mutual agreement, im just as guilty as he is ok?” that does not seem to help the boys understand, if anything they seem even more angry with you both.

“what the fuck do you mean it was a mutual agreement? are you two hooking up or something? yn he just turned 18 a few hours ago are you forgetting that?” atsumu says, he is rambling on with every excuse he can think of as to why this is “so wrong”, from the corner of your eye you can see suna trying so very hard to hide the grin that is creeping its way onto his face, his hands still all over you despite the fact that you arent alone anymore.

“listen, it was his birthday wish ok? i swear it didn’t mean anything,” sunas grip begins to loosen ever so slightly, “i just though it would get him off my back and get him over his little crush on me.” suna’s facial expression shifts but you choose to ignore it, you have bigger problems to deal with at the moment.

“no this is not ok, how would you feel if me or samu kissed one of your friends because it was their birthday wish?”

“that’s different, why would my friends want to kiss either of you?”

“excuse me? ill have you know that many women want to kiss me! and dont think youre getting off the hook either suna, ill make sure you never-“ you dont even want to hear the threat that is about to come out of his mouth, you just want to get out of this shitty situation.

“boys please, just give us five minutes to talk and then we will be back inside ok? i promise.” your efforts to plead with your brothers finally work.

“…fine,” atsumu mumbles, “but this better be a one time thing. im not gonna deal with you two being all lovey dovey around me.” and with that he lightly tugs on osamu’s sleeve, signalling him to walk back inside and continue the party. he closes the balcony door but not before bringing two fingers up to his eyes and then pointing them at the two of you. its a warning.

you turn back to suna and notice the sad look on his face - he looks kinda cute like this, “so, what do-“.

“did you really mean what you just said to them?” the poor boy looks heartbroken, after waiting three years to finally have a chance with the girl he loves wants the moment is ruined like that? “did you actually just do that so i would leave you alone?” his hands fully leave your body now and he takes a step back to put some distance between you two.

“well i mean sort of yeah… ive never looked at you in any way other than my brothers best friend if im going to be honest, i dont know if thats because of the age difference or what but ive never thought we could be anything.” the look of hurt is prominent on his face no matter how hard he tries to hide it, normally playful banter would have been thrown back and forth between the two of you but rintarou just stays silent, an indication that youve fucked up.

“listen suna i dont know what you want me to say, i wasnt really thinking when i said that to atsumu it just came out. i am 4 years older than you and many people would not approve of us if i decided to give you a chance.”

“who cares? i could treat you so right if you would just let me. i have waited entirely too long for this moment, all im asking for is one date.”

“you said that about the kiss too, one thing is never enough with you is it? you always need more.” a playful smile creeps onto your face which is outshined by the one on sunas, he knows that your smile means that you agree to go on a date with him.

“i really hope you arent fucking with me right now, that would be so cruel, especially on my birthday.”

“oh give the birthday excuse a rest now will you? you dont need to keep on at me you have already got what you want.”

“mhm i absolutely have,” he walks closer and once again wraps his arms around you, placing a hand under your jawbone to make you look up at him, “and i couldnt be happier.” he states as he pulls you in for a passionate kiss once more <3

[teaboot]

I'm surprised/impressed? by how blase you are about people threatening you at work. A neighbor threatened me last week and it was so scary and I wish I could have had the same kinda response you seem to.

First off, I hope you're safe and okay, that's an awful experience to be familiar with and especially bad that they live so close to you D:

Second, I'm certainly no maverick out here- I've only been doing this a few years now- but I've found that about 99% of threats I receive have very little intent to follow through.

The type of threats I usually receive are typically from:

Someone who's had bad experiences with security or police, in the past. People with hand and face tattoos, homeless folks, people with mannerisms that get them labeled as "sketchy", POC, and people who've been incarcerated all have valid reason to believe I'm out to get them, and may get treated badly elsewhere often enough that they're expecting that. Every time I approach someone, I have to take this into account and do everything I can to signal that they haven't been profiled based on preexisting stereotypes.

Someone experiencing the symptoms of a mental health condition. People with mental illnesses are statistically victims of crime more often than they are perpetrators. That said, I have run into people before whose mental illness can present as aggression- if someone behaving erratically or is known for that sort of thing tells me they're gonna blow my brains out, but I can clearly see they're unarmed, not coming towards me, haven't hurt anyone, and show no intent of escalating, I'm probably not in danger. A few people I've met will see me again in a day or two and will have no problems with me at all.

Someone who is scared, frustrated, anxious, or grieving. Not to excuse violence in any context, but in my experience 99% of people who blow up at me aren't actually thinking about me. Anger isn't so much an emotion in a lot of ways as it is the reaction to another emotion- if someone tells me they're gonna kick my ass, I have to question if there's anything they may be frightened, frustrated, or sad about something else entirely. If I can address and resolve what's causing the anxiety, the anger usually goes away next. If I can't deescalate, my next job is to disengage and make sure myself and others aren't at risk of harm.

People who want something from me. This does not happen often. Maybe they want me to back off, or leave them alone, or let them take something, whatever- maybe they think I'm someone with clearance to use physical force, or they think my flashlight is pepper spray. Whatever it is, once they've made it clear they're willing to act, I back off. Unless they're hurting another person, nothing they want is worth getting stabbed or shot over. And physical conflict is insanely stressful, even for the attacker, so even then whoever threatening me will likely take any "out" I can give- I keep paths of escape clear, stay out of range, keep calm and respectful. Every time this has happened to me, the person has run away when given the chance.

People who genuinely want to hurt me and intend to follow through. Again, this is super uncommon- I think it's only really happened to me once or twice on the job. Yes, it's scary, but I find it helps to remember that they arent after me, they're after the uniform. If someone is coming after me in costume, so to speak, it's not who I am as a person, it's what I represent. And a lot of people seem to think I'm a cop, or see me as a faceless goon, or a past abuser, or an intruder in their life specifically sent to make them miserable. If that's what they believe, there's not much I can do to change their mind except, again, stay calm and respectful and disengage.

I do know how to defend myself to an extent, but again, I don't have weapons or restraints or a vest or anything and I'm kinda small on top of that so really I'm cool with hauling ass if I gotta. If me getting the fuck out of dodge resolves the issue then I'm not above radio'ing HQ from the top of a tree somewhere, that shit is above my pay grade.

TL/DR in my personal limited experience, someone who has told me that they're going to hurt me wouldn't have given me the warning unless there was something I could do to avoid it. Stay calm, don't yell, be respectful, give them an escape route and run if you need to

Stay safe out there, yeah?

[munivrse]

brat tamer jungwon 🫢🫢 in this essay i will...

cw: degradation, dumbification, dom!jungwon, one single tap to the face.

“You need to be quiet, angel.”

you couldnt help but moan out each time jungwon put his mouth on your cunt. the way he pressed slow kisses on the inside of your thighs, thumb rubbing over your clit. if we’re being honest, jungwon probably loved eating you out just as much as you loved getting ate out. his eyes would roll to the back of his head as you made a mess on his tongue.

“Won- Jungwon i cant- ah fuck- I dont think i can be quiet-”

jungwon scoffs, “You don’t want to be good for me today? let me take care of you?”

he dives back in, two fingers scissoring your opening.

you whimper out, “Jungwon its too much-”

jungwon looks up at you through his eyelashes, mouth still attached to your clit. he lets go with a bit of a pop,

“Fine. I’ll stop.”

He gets up and starts to pick up your discarded clothing.

“No- jungwon please come back.”

He drops all but one piece of clothing down to the floor. Instead of responding, he climbs on top of you, one knee fitted between your thighs, one hand caging the side of your head, the other is stuffing your panties in your mouth.

“Since you couldn’t keep your fucking mouth shut. Barking out orders like you’re the one in charge.”

His now freed hand is sliding down your body, dancing around where you need it most,

“Like you’re not here just for me to play with. ‘should be grateful i’m even toying with you tonight.”

jungwon stands back up, unbuckling his own jeans, “You take what I give you,” jungwon slides his cock between your folds, using your wetness as lube, “You know what i want to give you right now?”

you shake your head no, whimpering through your makeshift gag.

jungwon finally slides in, sheathed in your warmth and he shudders. his eyes squeeze close and he takes a deep breath before opening his eyes once more. He scans your body this time and under his gaze you feel small. his focus reaches back up to your face.

“if you’re really good for me, i’ll give you a big load, just like you deserve. you want that, baby?”

Jungwon grips at your waist as he’s pushing deep strokes into you. your eyes start to water and jungwon thinks you look prettiest like this. eyes red and sniffling from the pleasure he’s giving you. he wants to make you sob for how bad you were being earlier. he wants to rip every orgasm away from you until you’re mind fucked enough for you to only think about him and the control he has over your body.

he takes your cries as a yes and continues fucking deep into you. you try and push his hands from your waist, his cock nudging so deep into you it almost hurts-

“ah- dont fuckin’ run from it. what’d i say earlier?”

jungwon leans down and puts his mouth over yours, pulling your panties from your mouth with his teeth. he discards them to the side to give you a chance to respond but you cant, too fucked out to give a clear sentence.

jungwon grins, “that works too. repeat after me, sweet girl.”

he sweeps your hair from your face, one hand cradling your cheek, the other leaving crescent shaped indents on your waist,

“You are a good girl.”

your eyes are glassy and unfocused and jungwon can tell you arent all there, but he encourages you with a light tap to your face,

“c’mon baby, you can do it. tell me what you are.”

he stops fucking into you so that you can respond and you mumble your response but thats not good enough for jungwon. his brows furrow and the hand cradling your cheek moves to grip your neck, “Not good enough. again, y/n.”

this time you say it clearer, “i’m a good girl.”

jungwon chuckles in response and starts thrusting into you again, a little faster this time. “again.”

you repeat yourself and jungwon rewards you with a sloppy kiss.

had this dream last night and now im experiencing jungwon brain rot.

[divinesolas]

hii! can you do where gf!ethan and reader are dating, and he tells Bailey & Quinn to not hurt you but during the reveal bailey/quinn actually kill you and ethan goes feral on them

Unable to save you

summary | ethan loses the thing that is most important to him, you, and he loses it.

a/n | changed it up a little i hope you dont mind, enjoy !

warnings | murder, angst, im not good at writing fight scenes, not proofread

“leave her out of this, i dont want her to be hurt.”

quinn rolled her eyes at her brother, “stop being a little crybaby ethan.”

“enough you two.” wayne interrupted the two of them giving ethan especially a pointed look, “theres no time for this nonsense.”

Ethan grows more irritated and rolls his eyes turning away from the two of the with an annoyed look.

The original plan was just for ethan to infiltrate the friend group and get them to trust him but then he had met you.

You were anika’s friend and when anika and mindy got together you had ended up joining the group as well. he could tell you had a crush on him and wayne had told him to get with you to make his spot more secure and he did.

what he hadn't expected was for you to charm him, to make him fall in love with you, you were always so sweet and kind to him. you had payed for his coffee when he forgot his wallet, you had even helped him make his haloween costume for the party you guys had went to not even two nights ago.

Ethan had grown attached to you and he was now attempting to convince his family that there was no point in attacking you.

he left the meeting with a sour taste in his mouth.

You watch in horror as the boy youve grown to love stands in front of you with a ghostface mask in hand. This cant be happening, not your sweet boyfriend ethan. You barely register quinn also taking off her mask until shes making her way over to you, “i want her.”

“quinn i told you not to hurt her-”

“shes one of them!”

quinn points her knife towards tara and sam while ethan glares at her, his grip on his knife growing tighter at the fear on your face.

“enough quinn.”

Before he can ever take a step forward quinns knife quickly drags along your throat and she drops your body to the drop.

“no!” ethans screams and rushes over to you leaning over you, “please please….” he tries covering the wound with his hands as if that will help, “please baby stay with me please.” He feels his whole body begins to shake as his eyes well up with tears, “please stay with me…..”

Your wide, tear filled eyes are shaking. He hates this, he continues to mumble and press his hand's tighter to your neck but with the last of your strength you grab his arm and squeeze it.

You had always squeezed his arm, it was your little code when you were out in public to tell him you loved him.

He lets out another loud sob once your hand drops and the light leaves your eyes. His head drops to yours, resting his forehead on yours.

Quinn watches his quivering body with annoyance, “oh god youre such a crybaby, how many times do i need to tell you shes one of them!”

Ethan finally stands, his body perfectly still, he stands tall, his back still turned away from quinn, “what are you finally done, you know we got two more people to-”

Ethan tackles quinn swiftly, “ethan!” wayne shoust but ethan ignores him and stabs her over and over again, “you bitch!”

“ethan!” wayne runs over and rips his son away from quinns bleeding out body.

“what the hell are you doing?!?”

wayne slams ethan on the chest and rushes over to quinn who has at least twenty stabs wounds all over her body.

ethan watched with annoyance as wayne fuses over quinn, “she killed her!-”

“so what! you dont just go and kill your own sister!”

Ethans chest falls and rises quickly as he glares at his father, “so what?”

Tara, sam and kirby watch in what can only be confusion as ethan and wayne fight. “arent they supposed to be killing us?”

Ethan holds his own but wayne is crazy leaving ethan severely wounded. Ethan gets lucky and manages to kill his father while being on the verge of death himself, the only thing keeping him standing with the image of your dying face.

He barely manages to pull himself back towards you, he falls to his knees and lays on top of you.

“im sorry.”

His life fades from him, he can only hope wherever hes going afterwards you'll be waiting there for him.

[mysicklove]

i had the most unhinged thought and raced to your inbox because i need this demon expelled from my body asap. hawks coming home from the worst day of patrol, everything went wrong and he had to speak up at a press conference, play the part of perfect, and all he wants is to melt into your touch. you can see it in his eyes, the dark circles, and the weary tilt of his smile. "baby bird," his voice is hoarse, "need you to hurt me tonight," so he can finally unravel. you're the only one he wants to be perfect for. okay goodbyeee 💀

𝐔𝐍𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐕𝐀𝐒

Pairing: Masochist! Hawks x Gn! Sadist! Reader

CW: face slapping, lots of blood, cock stepping, kicking, bruising, cock slapping, heavy degration, loss of air, mean reader, tons and tons of tears, scratching, mouth spitting, no mention of safe word but keep in mind it is there !!!

A/N: anon im sorry i totally changed ur thing, i just saw masochist hawks and sprinted. the demons wrote this, not me. dont look at me everyone. HEED THE TAGS

it was a way to blow off steam. something that he looks forward to, just some time where he doesn't have to think anymore. only feeling he has the stinging sensations and the tears that prick his eyes. it was an embaressing obsession he had. he loved pain.

Keigo walks to the bedroom, his hero costume tattered, and dark circles under his eyes. he is exhausted, but coming to you for your touch. pulling you close to him, and mumbling into your neck how bad he wants you to hurt him. till he bruises and bleeds. till every thought just disappears except for you.

and so you pull away, and slap him. it makes him tumble backward, and his yellow glasses fall off. he touches the tingling feeling on his face, blood spilling out from the skin caught on your wedding ring. you dont let up, sending another loud smack across his face, and this time he does fall to the ground, landing on his ass.

tears prick at his eyes, and he can feel his lip tear open. the taste of blood coats his mouth and he gulps, looking up at you for more.

he feels your foot jab onto his clothed cock and he keens, wincing up at you. "w-wait," he stutters, throwing his head back when your press even harder. "fuck!"

"wait? you want me to wait? after you begged for it like a dog?" he is squirming under you, tears now streaming down his face as you dig your foot into his pants.

"'m sorry. sorry—you are going to kill me!" he pleads, hands trying to dig themself into the carpet to fight back against the pain.

you sigh, and let up, instead using your foot to push at his chest, causing him to fall over and onto his back. "take off your clothes, Keigo," you mumble, taking a seat on the bed with crossed legs and staring down at him.

"okay. okay. I will. Just give me a minute!" he pants, tearing off his jacket and shirt as fast as he can. he knows something is coming, you werent playing nice.

you dont give him enough time, he reaches for his pants, and without hesitation you slam your foot into his stomach. he goes tumbling backwards and lands on his side, curling into a ball and panting. his eyes are wide and he is gripping onto his adomen. it surely will leave a huge bruise tomorrow. but thats not what he is worried about, he cant breathe.

"awww, did you get the wind knocked out of you? that's what happens when you move too slow," you tease, as you take in his appearance. he trembles in front of you, looking up at you in fear. tears drip down his cheeks and onto the ground, as he tries and fails to catch his breath.

you giggle at him, padding over to him. he flinches at the footsteps, bracing himself for another kick, but you just begin to unbutton his pants, pulling them down. "useless thing, arent you. cant follow any directions," you coo, now tearing off his boxers.

his cock springs out, tip red and leaking pre cum. "such a pervert! you sick fuck, keigo. who gets hard from getting beat?" you land another slap to his thigh, and his whole body jerks.

you smile at the red handprint, glancing back at him to see him beginning to drool. its coated red from the blood from his cheek and lip. he's is still heaving from the kick, eyes wide, and body gasping for oxygen.

"say Hawks do you get turned on when you are losing against villains? pop a boner like a freak for anyone who hits you?"

his eyes flash to you and he is shaking his head desperately. his words are breathless, "no. no. 'm not a freak!"

a quick, but harsh slap to his cock. he jumps again, globs of tears falling quicker. "fuckkkkk," he whimpers, shaking his head back and forth. his whole body shakes, and fingers dig into his own skin.

"you liar! do you want to be kicked again?"

"no no no no. im sorry. im sorry! im a freak. a pervert who likes to get hit. im sorry," he sobs, reaching for your ankle for comfort. you slap it away and he hisses, rubbing the back of it with a sniffle.

but you smile at him and lean over to sit on his chest. his head is still lolled to the side and his body racks with sobs. "shhhhhhh. so whiny Keigo. thanks for admitting it. my disgusting pervert. here, a reward."

you grab his face, hard enough to bruise, and force him to look up at you. his eyes are half shut in a wince, but he tries to force them open to look at you. you pry his mouth open, lean forward, and drop a glob of spit into his mouth.

he doesnt hesitate to swallow it, opening his mouth up again and sticking his tongue out to show you its gone. "th-thank you," he whimpers, and you smile fondly at him.

you hands trail up and down his down his body, sending vicicoius red raised scratchmarks along his pretty skin. "now, pervert....what should we do to this pretty canvas?"

he grins up at you, tears still dripping, and blood staining his cheeks and lips, but still stars in his eyes. "anything."

[vitaminkyeom]

HIII!! could i request a svt mafia fic (any member of your choice!) who comes home to their (imagine its a really sweet couldnt haem a fly typa stuff) s/o to find they arent there but got moved to a safe house (bc of some intruder) and the member finds out they ended up shooting the intruder before being moved and then in the heat of the moment the s/o blurts out their pregnant and had to do it to protect the baby ect :)

PAIRING || Wonwoo x Female Reader

GENRES || Mafia AU, Angst(?), Fluff(?)

WARNINGS || mentions of guns, shooting, killing

WORD COUNT || 0.7k

A/N || hello! thank you for requesting this. i hope you like this. it was really cute writing this :D

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speed thrills but kills.

jeon wonwoo straight up ignored the sign as his speedometer shot up like crazy, the car zooming like he was trying to break the sound barrier. he was sure you would have been very angry at him if you found out how many road rules he was breaking and would have scolded him saying that he could get hurt, or worse, die but none of that mattered to him now. because he might as well be dead if he found out that he had reached you too late.

after half an hour of changing lanes and speeding past all speed limit signs he reached the very familiar iron gates which two people were guarding with guns. quickly showing his face to them, he drove through the gates, almost jumping out of the car as soon as he parked it. 

“y/n!” wonwoo yelled as ran through the front door, various scenarios of how hurt you were playing in his head despite mingyu telling him that you were safe. but something about mingyu’s voice concerned him, he had sounded…scared over the phone. and knowing how you actually were, wonwoo knew it could only mean that you had gotten hurt.

“y/n!” he yelled as he burst in through the bedroom door, only to see a shaking you cowering in the corner as mingyu gently patted your shoulder, crouching on the floor too.

but as soon as your teary eyes looked up to meet him, you shot up from your position and slammed right into him. wonwoo too wrapped his arms around you tightly, feeling relief flood into him as soon as your scent hit him. he held you tightly as you stifled into his shoulder, gently rubbing circles on your back.

from the corner of his eyes he saw mingyu slip out of the room and when he heard the door shut close, he pulled away from you to look at you. wonwoo cupped your face gently as you sniffled and blinked your teary eyes at him, obviously shaken by what had happened.

“i’m so sorry, love.” he muttered, pressing a quick kiss on your forehead. “i’m so sorry. i promise it won’t happen again-”

“wonwoo.” you sobbed, clearly not hearing a word he had just said. the tone of your voice caused him to gulp but he tried his best to not overthink what might have happened. it couldn’t be much right? this wasn’t exactly the first time someone tried to hurt you and he knew mingyu was there with you. 

but he also knew you were the sweetest person alive, and that you couldn’t even harm a fly if you wanted to so he felt scared even asking what had happened exactly. 

“won- wonwoo i- i-” your grip on his shoulder tightened as you squeezed your eyes shut, taking in a shaky breath. opening them, you looked at him before saying. “wonwoo, i shot him.”

“what?” he asked, sure he had misheard you.

“i- i shot him, wonwoo. the person who broke in. i shot him.”

wonwoo blinked at you. it wasn’t like you hadn’t held a gun before, you even had basic gun training. but the fact that you shot someone-

“are you okay, baby? did he scare you? did he try to hurt you? where was mingyu-”

“no- no, mingyu was coming in but he too had a gun and i got scared because- because-”

“it’s okay baby. it’s okay. you did the right thing.” he whispered, gently patting your head. “i gave you the gun to defend yourself after all, right love?”

but you shook your head. “i- i got scared because i thought he would hurt our baby. i’m- i’m pregnant, wonwoo.” 

wonwoo froze, staring at you as he tried to process your words.

“you’re…you’re pregnant?” he asked and you nodded. “i’m sorry i didn’t tell you before-”

he pressed his lips against yours fervently, cupping the back of your head to deepen the kiss. he felt you too tangle your fingers in the lock of his hair, sighing slightly as he ran his mouth against yours. 

“we’re having a baby?” he whispered once he broke away from the kiss. you smiled weakly at him, giving him a small nod. 

pressing another kiss on your cheeks, he whispered into your ears. “i’m so sorry baby. i promise this will never ever happen again. i’ll take care of both of you personally, okay?”

“don’t say it like you don’t take care of me already, wonwoo-”

“no.” he said, looking at you harshly. “i mean every word of you. the next time someone even thinks of laying a hand on you…i swear to god they’ll wish they’re never born.”

© 𝐆𝐘𝐔-𝐄𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

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study break|J.MILLER

Summary: BFD! Joel (best friend's dad) Moving to Texas for college seemed scary at first but after befriending your now best friend staying with her on the holidays with her father seemed exciting. Best friends! Dad Joel x fem reader. 1.4k chapter one out of ????

WARNINGS: Big girthy age gap. (the reader is 20 Joel is in the late forties) Slight smut, the reader getting felt up by Joel, making out with the intent of leading to sex. Risky horny makeout sesh with the reader and Joel almost getting caught by Tommy. Chapter two is smut. Unrequited pining by Tommy. Dirtyish talk by Joel.

“fuck you are somethin’ to see, making me do shit I shouldn’t. ya arent the good girl I thought ya were”

Walking into your Best friend Sarah's house, the first thing you noticed, in the house you had never stepped into before was her Dad sprawled out on the couch beer in hand. He was on the phone with someone, it seemed important by the way his face was scrunched up, his index and thumb squeezing him on his nose he seemed frustrated. He looked oddly hot in this state, you wondered what was upsetting him. Till he heard a pair of footsteps, turning around and unscrewing his face with relief “I gotta go, Sarah is home from college”.

Dropping his phone and standing up, walking over to her, and greeting her with a tight hug. You hold your arm gazing down at your feet awkwardly, gazing occasionally over at Joel and how his huge figure engulfs his daughter. Sarah looking at you and then at Joel “Oh this is my friend I told you about!” Sarah said. Excitingly pulling you towards her so Joel can get a look at you and say hi. Sarah smiled proudly at your presence. You look up at Joel's tall figure at least a foot taller than you think to yourself, your first thought about him was how handsome he was, not just for his age in general. you would pick him over any boy your age, your eyes panning to his salt and pepper beard matching his hair, it was messy in a cute way.

Then your eyes followed down to his chest, his arm the way that his t-shirt gripped around his muscles perfectly and deliciously, your eyes pan down to his crouch for a second then away. Realizing how long you have been staring at him you clear your throat awkwardly, “Hi um thank you for letting me stay for Christmas break I appreciate it, "Mr. Miller". Not knowing his name and trying to be polite you settled for “Mr. Miller”

Joel laughed quietly at your words, “It's no problem darlin’ you're a lot more polite than some of Sarah’s old high school friends”. He looked you up and down the air in the room seemed a lot thicker than it was, your knees seemed weak after that one glance at your body. Joel pokes at Sarah with a smirk on his face, Sarah's jaw drops at the teasing comment before nudging Joel.

“Ya'll want a beer er somethin’” looking at the two of you walking into the kitchen and pulling out three beers. You look at Sarah as she grabs one and opens it, Joel holding one up to you waiting for you to grab it. Sarah rolls her eyes while opening her mouth to speak “She doesn't drink she's too good for it, apparently”. Joel's face looks shocked at the comment.

“Oh I see you're a good girl, I've been catchin’ Sarah ‘nd her little friends drinking since high school. Rare for Sarah to be friends with such an angel”. You blush at him calling you “Good girl” your thighs squeezing together, you nervously laugh. grabbing the beer anyways “One won't hurt, plus it is a special occasion right?” you say.

Joel smiles along with Sarah “Attagirl” he whispered loud enough for you to notice his deep rough Texas accent, it weakens your knees even more, adding even more blush to your face. You take a sip of your beer. Sarah stands up clearing her throat, before walking to the stairs near the kitchen “This is nice Dad, but we should get unpacked. I'm exhausted from the drive here I'm heading to bed”.

You stand up and follow her lead upstairs. “Thank you um for the beer Mr. Miller” you awkwardly say before going up the stairs, he walks to the last step so you both could hear him “see ya girls.” Watching you go upstairs, just to take a peek at your ass. Sarah shows you to your room.

“I gave you the guest room thought you might want some space, to study and stuff since you're weird like that”. Walking to her room she whispers to herself “Who studies on a break” She laughs at her own words. You open the door as you hear Joel come up the stairs, approaching behind you before putting his hand on the knob on the door next to your room, for the time being. “I'm next door if ya need anythin’ holler.”

You smile at him and nod “Thanks mr miller”. You take one step in before Joel speaks “Please its Joel no need to be so shy darlin’”.

you close the door, sitting on the bed not bothering to unpack .“Joel Joel Joel” you think to yourself while putting on your pajama shorts and a top, a nice ring to it very moanable.

Fuck. Why are you already thinking this, you get in bed and try to go to sleep. He's all you can think about for hours, it's now 2:30 am you've been laying there for three hours trying to get him off your mind, occasionally going on your phone to distract yourself.

it doesn't work. You get up and tip-toe downstairs knowing how much of a light sleeper Sarah is trying not to disturb her sleep, you walk into the dark kitchen grabbing a glass of water, and sip it while leaning on the counter.

You hear the backdoor slide open and you jump, you see Joel walk in smelling like cigarettes and whiskey. Standing across from you, looking you up and down again this time slower, getting a mental picture of your body. His voice cuts through the air “Can't sleep?” you look up at his eyes.

“Yeah summers in texas make me lose any sort of sleep schedule at all” giggling quietly, adding “I'm from up more north just came here for college”. Turning around to put your glass in the sink, you can feel his eyes staring at your ass.

“Is that why you wear that lil skimpy pj set darlin, er just tryin’ to get my attention?”. You turn around with a blush covering your cheeks, stumbling on your words “Um I don't know Mr. Miller”. He steps closer to you holding your waist now “I told ya darlin’ call me Joel.”

He says sternly before leaning into your neck and kissing it. The kiss made your knees weak and your panties wet you whimper. “Yes Joel” is all you mutter out. He kisses up your neck to your jaw then pulls back to stare at your face, then your lips.

“fuck you are somethin’ to see, making me do shit I shouldn’t, ya arent the good girl I thought ya were”.

Biting his lip like he's trying to hold himself back before plunging his lips against yours kissing you roughly, holding your jaw to open your mouth to let him in, kissing you deeper and rougher. He pulls back for air then pushes you against him tightly, connecting your lips to his again.

You can feel the hardness in his pants begging to be in you and his wet tongue all in your mouth. You wrap your arms around this thick figure, the front door opens a voice walks towards the kitchen.

“Fuck man. Worse shift ever they had me doing the most, useless shit-“. He cuts off his train of thought, as he sees two figures in the dark kitchen. Joel pulled away and leaned against the island across from you, hiding the bulge in his pants staring at him with a frustrated look in his eyes.

Tommy looks at your pushed-down pajama shirt strap, then Joel's blushed cheeks. “My my who is this little pretty thing you dragged home, I'm Tommy by the way”. He winks at you and looks you up and down "Oh? There's two of them." you think to yourself.

“.. Joel's brother”. He was handsome and shorter than Joel, younger too. Joel clears his throat and speaks. “She's just Sarah's friend from college”. Looking at Tommy with a dark look, Tommy gets the vibe to get the fuck upstairs and stop bothering you.

“She was just going upstairs right darlin’”. "Fuck" you think to yourself, walking past Tommy. He watches you go up the stairs to look at your ass…Smiling to yourself from all the attention from both brothers. “g’night Sweet thing”

Joel mutters. Walking up to his room leaving Tommy in the kitchen by himself, with a hard-on. You walk into your room and finally go to sleep…

Part two here

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an note! this is my first posted fanfic enjoy:) there will be more chapters to come if this gets any attention. i wrote this months and just decided to post it lmao

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NOW THAT WE DONT TALK

summary: yn takes a few too many shots and drunkenly tells trevor how she feels pt.7

warnings: drinking, alcohol

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small reminder: i changed almost everything for last chap, that being said, auston steph n mitch are NOT there, i replaced them with sabrina :) (sab carp)

after your small outburst towards trevor, you immediately went to the kitchen for drinks. you needed something— anything.

“you sure you want to do this honey?” sabrina asked, walking into the kitchen behind you.

you nodded heavily. “god yeah— if i face trevor again, or even jack, i want to be hammered.” you explained.

you picked up multiple bottles, examining each before settling on straight whiskey. you poured a shot, downing it quickly.

your face contorted into one of disgust as the whiskey left a burning trail down your throat. the taste stayed in your mouth.

sabrina looked at you concerned. she went to grab the bottle but you stopped her. “go party sab— ill be fine. i know this place like the back of my hand.” you told.

sabrina sighed before walking away to the main area. you poured more shots, and the number grew higher until you decided to walk away with the entire bottle in your hand.

you stumbled through the halls, not realizing someone was now slowly following you. your eyes scanned the familiar walls, pictures, doors, everything.

you took a sip of the whiskey, straight from the bottle as you walked into one of the rooms. it was jacks. you stopped in your tracks, looking at everything around you.

he still had the same picture frame you bought him, that you filled with a small collage of photos of the both of you. they were now replaced with him and his new girlfriend.

you don’t know why, but you began to cry. tears and mascara rolled down your cheeks as you kept looking around.

“what the fuck are you doing?” a voice startled you.

you jumped and turned around, seeing trevor. your tears and mascara covered face frowned more as you sipped the whiskey again.

“i was just leaving.” you muttered.

you go to walk by him but he stops you. “why are you here, bells?” he groaned.

your brows furrowed as you shoved him. “dont call me that.”

“why not? i helped coley pick it out.” he sneered.

“we arent friends anymore, trevor. dont call me bells.” you spoke.

trevor scoffed, rolling his eyes. you felt like crying more. “i hope you know i hate you.” you told.

trevors eyes widened slightly. “what?” he spoke.

you began to cry again. “i hate you, i hate you so fucking much. you were— you were supposed to be my best friend. my best friend, its not fair.”

trevor watched you in shock.

“i did— i did everything i could’ve to keep our friendship alive and well and when i try to move on, you just ruin me. its not fair trevor— i didnt do anything wrong.” you cried out.

tears ran down your flushed cheeks. mascara stained your skin along with the liquid running down your face. your hair was sticking to your face just ever so slightly.

“i just wanted to move on and i wasnt allowed to.” you sobbed. “how is that fair, trevor? how was jack allowed to move on— to cheat on me, but i can’t even attempt to.”

you sipped the whiskey again. “and this is even doing anything now.” you began to cry harder.

trevor stared, his eyes wide. you were right, you hadn’t done anything. you just wanted to finally move forward, and he didn’t let you, instead he hurt you more.

“i— i—“ trevor stumbled over his words before someone pushed him from behind him.

“the fuck did you do to her?” sabrina asked angrily. she rushed to your side, pulling you into her as she grabbed the bottle from your hands.

“i— i didnt—“ trevor kept stuttering.

sabrina glared harshly at him and shoved the whiskey bottle into his hands as she walked by him, pulling you along.

“leave her the fuck alone, zegras.”

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Hi!! May I req a fic where the boys accidently say something that upsets the gn!reader causing them to cry(like how they arent home now or something about them failing,etc), how would Malleus,Riddle, Vil and Azul react?

Hi, thank you for the ask! Oof this one's gonna be a bit of an angst. Short fics for these characters too, hope you like them!

Malleus, Riddle, Vil, Azul x reader: Let the Tears Fall

Malleus

He didn't mean to cause you any harm, that was the last thing he wanted to do while you were with him. He mentioned briefly that he was happy you were with him, in Twisted Wonderland of course, saying that he doesn't "mind if you were stuck here." He meant it in the most literal sense, that he would love for you to stay with him forever, never to return back to your world because he loves you so much. But that translated into possessiveness, something you didn't want in your relationship. Malleus laughed a little when he saw your pale face, he asked what was wrong, and you didn't say anything. Instead, you sat there, looking down at your knees as the winds caused the leaves to rustle in the forest. "Did I upset you?" Malleus asked, trying to reach for you but you just shook your head. You smiled, trying to hold the tears in, looking off into the distance as if to focus on something far away. "No...nothing I just...miss my world a bit...this place sort of reminds me of it," you said. A tear slid from your eye, and you were quick to wipe it off before he saw but the fae didn't miss it. He felt a chill run down his spine, he didn't think he could ever be a source of sadness to you. He never wanted to be such a thing, not when you always made him feel warm and loved. "Y/n, I'm...I'm sorry I spoke out of line," he said, wanting to take back his words. You tried to reassure him that you were fine, but your eyes still seemed hurt. Malleus would have a hard time forgetting that.

Riddle

"Once again, rose I told you it's not written in this way," he sounded pissed. Riddle was never patient with anyone, but when it came to you it seemed like he was a bit better at holding his temper. That was until today rolled by, a week before your exams and you were studying with him. You flinched as he slammed his notebook down and walked over to a chalkboard to demonstrate what he meant. You wrote down exactly what he wrote, listened to his words, but his tone kept making your heart race not in a good way. It was a panicked rhythm, something like you knew you were in trouble. This was your boyfriend for Great Seven's sake, what was going on? Riddle shouted your name again when you didn't answer him as you were lost in your thoughts. That was the last straw, you mumbled out the answer, knowing it was incorrect but not wanting to test his patience anymore. "L-look, I don't think I can do this anymore," you whimpered, and that made Riddle stop. His eyes widened, he realized what he just did. He yelled, yelled at you out of all people. He was acting like his mother, the person whom he despised so much yet ended up becoming a reflection of in this moment. "Y/n, I didn't mean to shout like that, I'm so sorry," his voice softened, he quickly went to you to take you in his arms. But you were limp, your eyes glistened with tears. While no words left your mouth, the small drops that fell onto your notebook was enough for him to understand the horrible mistake he had done.

Vil

A perfectionist at heart, he didn't let anyone escape his scrutiny. Even you, whom he always praised as being perfect in heart and body. He didn't care if you didn't have his exact look, as long as you were confident in your fashion choices he loved it. But this time, he wasn't feeling too much like himself, he had seen too many manager texts in a day, a lot of stressful classes, and now you were doing everything but taking care of yourself. You were up late studying for a test, causing not only physical health problems but also mental health problems. He wanted to tell you kindly to stop but he didn't have the energy. Grabbing your books, he snapped at you. "Get to bed, what are you trying to do sabotage yourself? I thought we went over this last week, how quickly do you dispose of my advice?" What he didn't realize was that you weren't doing that well either. You were sick, you were stressed, you were getting over a lot of hardships about being literally teleported away from home. This was the last thing you wanted to go through, and all you could do at that moment was..."Y/n? Are you crying?" Vil reached his hand to your face, lifting it up so he could see you. You tried to look away, but the tears slid down your cheeks and you made a small whimper. "I'm sorry, I don't want to cause trouble but...it's been a hard week," you try to explain. You think Vil would scold you, but instead, he looks at you with wide eyes, almost a look of fear. "No, I should be the one to apologize, it was rude of me to act this way," he wrapped his arms around you. He let you cry on his shoulder, tell him everything you wanted to tell him. Vil wouldn't let you bundle up your emotions anymore.

Azul

Azul didn't have anything against you, but he was quick to make grudges. He could cling onto random actions or phrases people said to use against them when he needed. It just so happened to be one of those cases. You were already in a tense environment with him. He didn't speak to you for a few days, and you were busy dealing with homesickness along with all of Ramshackle's issues. He casually had to bring up how you weren't helping him at the lounge, nor were you checking up on him as you usually did. What a selfish dorm leader, but you didn't have the energy to fight back. "Look, I'm just saying that as long as you're here, and Crowley remains as the headmaster, you won't be going home. Might as well toss that out the window," he said as he walked back into his office, leaving you in the lounge to clean the bar by yourself. This was the last straw for you, the one thing, the one hope you had was home and he had to jab at it. You tried to calm yourself down, but the tears just started. Soon, you were wiping the glassware while letting the tears fall all over the counter. Azul wouldn't have heard you because he usually listens to music as he's in his study, but this time he left the door open to see what you would do. Hearing slight whimpers and sniffles caused him to jump out the door, a worried and panicked look on his face. There was no way he just said something that hurt you, no he was better than those kinds of people. He went through hurtful words, he shouldn't be repeating that! "Darling, is something wrong? Was it something I said?" he asked, carefully approaching you. "Ah, it's nothing," you shook your head, trying to hide it but he wrapped his arms around you. "No, no it's absolutely something I should know. It was what I said wasn't it?" this caused you to cry harder. He started to feel tears himself. As he told you how sorry he was, he wiped your tears away and told himself he would never throw words at you.

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Y/n is a liar?

Bakugou x Reader

Mentions: Loneliness, Jealousy, betrayal, cute romance with boom boy. Class 1-A issues, Small section of Hawks,

sorry for any errors

Dear Diary,

Class 1-A always ends up in trouble with villains or daily dumb things. It’s been 3 weeks since Uraraka lied to everyone about me during an attack in the city. Ever since that day everyone in class lost trust in me and disliked me. All because of a lie. It's crazy how she lied perfectly even Mr. Aizawa believed her. Even Bakugo stopped training with me. I had managed to be in a solid friendship. As equals and that went falling down.

“I’m sorry I just won't sit around and do nothing. Civilians are panicking and in a rush. “Mama!” a child yelled while crying. Many children were lost and crying. You gathered up the kids that were lost. “Everything is going to be okay little ones. I’ll take care of you until we find your parents okay.” you said taking them to a safe place. “ She’s right. I’m helping her take care of the kids.” Uraraka said, running over to you. She smirked and took the perfect opportunity to lie.

A child fell back onto the street on his own since his shoelace was untied. “How can you do that to an innocent child!?” she yelled, starting her lie. “ What are you talking about? If this is about helping kids and going against the rules, I don’t care. I’m not going to leave scared and innocent children in the streets alone. They can get hurt.” You replied helping the kid who fell down. “ You pushed that kid onto the street y/n.” she replied. “No I didn't, he tripped. His shoelaces are untied.” you replied. The child was still crying missing his mom and from the fall. “ I literally just saw you push him.” she said. 

I’m so upset. Diary thanks for putting up with my long sentences, with all the things that I need to get out of my system, before I go crazy. The worst part of it all is that they really think I am capable of throwing a kid onto the street, to hurt a child. I thought they were my friends. Especially her. She has been so kind and friendly to me since day one. Not anymore. I miss hanging out with the class. I try to explain things wanting to start talking to them to be friends but they just walk away. I’m the one putting in the effort and they shut me out. 

You heard a knock on your dorm room door. “Hey we made dinner if you want some.” you heard Izuku. “ Thanks.” you checked the time. 11pm. You walked downstairs hoping they’d all be there to try and work things out. Everyone was in their dorms. They left you some food out of feeling bad for you. Even Izuku the sweetheart. You started crying, losing your appetite. “ You’re awake? It's late.” Bakugou said. You started washing your hands to be faced away from him. “I um c-couldn’t sleep and I have a stomach ache and you?” you lied. He knew you were lying but he didn’t want to make things awkward. “ Everyone knows I am asleep by 9, I woke up and felt thirsty.” he replied, serving himself water. You dried your hands. “ Well um goodnight.” you replied going back to your dorm crying yourself to sleep.

Mandatory Training in pairs came up and no one wanted you as their partner. At first everyone wanted you since you have more than one quirk, they’d known that they would learn alot from you now they would rather be partners with Mineta. “ Sorry I’m late sir.” Deku said, panting. He came in a rush. “ Your partner is y/n.” Aizawa said. Uraraka was so jealous. She had such a happy face but her eyes didn’t match it. “ Everyone begin. Today you can be more rough than usual. Bakugou watch yourself.” Aizawa said and sat down to watch. Everyone instantly started. “So we’re partners..” Deku said. You didn’t want small talk otherwise you’d end up crying so instead you instantly attacked him. No mercy after all they arent your friends. They think you’re a monster. A villain at this point. “ See what I tell you. She’s so mean and aggressive. Her true colors.” Uraraka whispered to Mina. You could hear them; it was one of your many quirks. “H-Hey give me a break to catch my breath.” Deku said while trying to keep up. It hurt the most when Deku dumped you, the friend that always defended him. You did your final blow and kicked him up and then across the field against the wall.

“Hey, you took it too far!” Kirishima yelled. Ida went to help Deku. “What is wrong with you!? First a child then a classmate.” Ida said. “ You need help. More than Bakugou at this point” Denki said. The rest of the class nodded. “ This is mandatory training. Mr.Aizawa said it's alright to get a bit rougher than usual.” you defended yourself. Deku was nowhere near your level, not even Bakugou’s. “This is why no one wants to be your friend. You’ll end up expelled if you keep it up y/n.” Uraraka said. “You lied about me pushing a child to the street. You all are the crazy ones to even think I’d do such a thing. Don’t believe me but know that I will beat every single one of you. Everyone knows damn well all I have to do is watch you to make sure you’ll end up losing to me. I don’t need a training partner to win. Have fun believing her lie and Uraraka. I hope you feel guilty for what you have done.” you said leaving. By then class 1-B showed up to see the wonderful but sad sight scene. Even that class disliked you. You wouldn’t be surprised if the entire school knows already. Some people don’t know how to keep their mouths shut. Once the day ended you left the school grounds. Bakugou sat in his room thinking about many things but mostly about you. As you guys became friends he couldn’t help but fall for you. He loved how sweet you are, the way you’re considerate of others and how you get through hard days on your own. He was struggling on what to do and say. 

“Hey Keigo.” you said. He was shocked when you showed up at his apartment. “ You’re ready to talk?” He asked to hand you a tissue box. You told him everything leaving no detail behind. You used the tissues all up. You met the pro hero Hawks when you were a kid. He's best friends with your brother, before he passed away he promised to watch over you.. “ Hey things suck for you right now but you’re a strong and passionate young lady. You’re doing so well on handling things. I can help you. You tell me where it happened and we can check for any security cameras. You show them and problems are solved although you will have to build relationships again. Express how they made you feel and how you want to continue. Remember to set boundaries.” He said giving you a big hug. You spend the rest of the day with him like detectives gathering information on the truth. 

“ I’m telling you guys, she needs more help than Bakugou.” Momo said. “Bakugou you’re crazy but not crazy to harm a kid.” Denki commented. “Give her a break. You extras are making her feel awful. I don’t think she’d do that. She’s y/n.” he defends you. Everyone was shocked. “There’s no way you’re defending her right now.” Uraraka said with a questioned expression. “ I’ve been thinking about why she says you are lying and everything fell into place. She has defended Deku from me since day one and she started hanging out with him more. Everyone knows you have a crush on him. You got jealous the day of the festival. I overheard that day that you all visited him and he asked her to stay behind. That was your last straw wasn’t it.” He said with anger and truth. “ Bakugou, you're losing your mind. Get it together. You are explosive and that's what you're doing right now. Calm down.” She replied to him. She was trying to switch the topic.

That's when you walked in and the room got silent again like it always does when you come back to the door when everyone is around.You didn’t get to see what was happening inside but you did hear from outside. You were blushing like crazy when Bakugou defended you since he’s your crush. “ I see you guys are choosing to ignore me but I need you to see something” You said, turning on the tv and inserting the CD that showed proof that you were right. You played it and everyone was watching as if it was the movie of the year. Uraraka was shocked that you went that far to prove your innocence. Once it was over everyone turned to look at her. “ See I’m not a monster. Not a liar. Oh and by the way…this is me being mean and petty but that day Deku said he liked me and rejected him because I like someone else… So yeah. Feel sad and guilty…I apologize for being mean but it feels good.” You said. “Yeah..It sucks but hey she was being honest.” Deku said, crossing his arms. “Omg wait what!? Who do you like? Tell us everything. Once the guys are gone.” Mina said excitedly. She loves romance. “I have a chance with her. Please let it be me” Denki whispered hoping god can make it happen. “Why would you lie?”Jiro asked. “ Bakugou was right…that day was my last straw because from the look on Deku's face I knew what he had to say was important..and he had a smile.”she said looking down and rubbing her arm. “I am so sorry for causing harm to you Y/n and lying about such a horrible thing.” she apologized, tearing up. “ I forgive you. I don’t wish to be friends with you again but I’d like to be classmates with you.” you replied. You set a boundary just like hawks told you so. Everyone apologized to you and you told them how you felt m. At the end of the day it was nice to be back to normal. “Ssoo are you all going to ignore the part where she said she likes someone from our class. Let's see who is the lucky guy.” Mina said, squealing with the rest of the girls. “If I don’t say it now I’ll regret it later..so I’ve got this. If I throw up from the nerves, I’m sorry. God, I already feel nauseous.” You spoke. Your hands were sweaty and shaky. “ You’ve got it,” Uraraka said. “You see um…well I- its-okay okay it's Kats,” you said blushing like crazy. “Cats?” the class questioned. Bakugou knew because you call him that when you guys hang out or train alone. “Jesus Christ. Okay, let me get it through correctly this time…It's Bakugou!” you said. “WHAT!!!???” Everyone was shocked. “God when is it my turn!” Denki said. “ Do you like me? Would you like to go on a date with me?” you asked. The nervousness and nausea went away. “ I should be asking you that idiot…yeah let's do it,” he replied. The girls jumped up and down squealing and the guys slouched on the couches looking and being so defeated. “Damn Bakugou is the real deal. Great at everything. It’s so manly of him to have a girlfriend now.” Kirishima said. The guys nodded. Bakugou had a smirk with you by his side. “ I haven’t asked him yet.” You said aloud. “Again I should be asking you,” he said, smacking your head softly. You tiptoed and gave him a peck on the cheek. He was shocked, happy and he was blushing. “ Well I am tired and I need to get ready for bed. Good night!” you said happily going to your room. You talk to Bakugou about your date with him later.

Before bed you wrote in your Diary

Dear Diary,

I finally cleaned my name. Keigo helped me with that. The clip from the security cameras was the proof I needed. The class saw it and immediately felt bad. They apologized. Uraraka revealed why she did it and she felt awful about it. I set a boundary just as Keigo told me so and I'll do that with the rest of the class when we have time to relax again. Tomorrow. Hey, I also finally said I like Bakugou can you believe he feels the same way. He defended me although he was questioning me about the situation. At the end of the day, he connected the pieces of the puzzle. I have a date with him! We're going to talk about it later. I swear I'll put in effort to look prettier on the date.

[strrykais]

lie with you - room for one more?

wc : 1220

what hyungseo said really had you in a weird place the rest of the night. you tried not to let the others know, you didn't want to ruin chenle's party.

you sat on the couch watching some of the guys play beer pong, you were drinking in hopes to forget that maybe you were actually a shit person. you never meant to hurt hyungseo and you never would of thought that the reason could be because you liked someone else. before you could even register what your mind just said you felt the couch slightly shift.

"hey mopey." taeyong says with a drunken grin.

"what do you want tae." you say rolling your eyes, placing the cup to your lips.

"i have to use the bathroom and you just so happen to be my chosen substitute." he says bouncing off the seat pulling at your arms.

"no no no i'm okay ask nayeon or mina i'm okay really." fighting his strength off. the battle between the both you stops when you see jisung in the corner of your eye. you quickly stand up cause taeyong to stumble at your actions.

"okay ill do it. lets go.'' you pull taeyong towards the table slotting yourself in between him and doyoung in hopes their height hid you.

"doyoung this is your partner, ill be right back." and with that you watch taeyong rush past the table in the direction of the bathroom.

you slowly turn to look up at doyoung giving him a smile, he returns it.

"ever played before?" he says handing you the pong ball. you take it and nod, doyoung steps back allowing you to put yourself in the middle of the table. with a deep breathe you aim at one of the red cups across the table ignoring the way mark and jenos face was eye level with the cups in hope to throw you off.

chunking the ball at the cups, it smacks right into the forehead of mark. hand clamping over your mouth to not burst out laughing.

you do hear doyoung laughing out loud, arm swinging over your shoulder.

"dude what the fuck? does my forehead look like a cup hole?" mark says rubbing the sore spot, as jeno is bend over laughing.

"you arent very good at this i see." doyoung say leaning down.

"no i am, i was just trying to use marks forehead as a backboard, as you can see it worked." you giggle out when you notice the ball actually made it into a cup. this caused the group to burst out even harder.

taeyong was gone for a while now, so you decided to play another round with the guys. you also noticed that jisung was not that far away from you talking to some people, sneaking glances at you. you were feeling really hot under his gaze. doyoung was able to sink the ball into the last cup. cheering out he wraps his arms around you picking you up and spinning you around. laughing out as he puts you down, you feel hand on the small of your back turning to see jisung smiling down at you.

"can i borrow her?" jisung asks doyoung who nods and walks out to mark.

"i wanna show you something." jisung says slipping his hands into yours and leading you up the stairs.

you only nod, heart pounding trying not to think of something unholy, you watch how he weaves his way through people and slowing pushing open a door, turning on the lights and gently gesturing for you to walk in first.

you slowly step in further taking in the simple decor. you walk towards the bedside table to see a picture of jisung and chenle when they were younger.

"this is chenles place?'' you ask, taking in the other photos around the room. jisung nods leaning against the door.

"yeah its his summer home, this would be my room when i would come stay with him." he says watching you walking around touching every little thing as to memorize it.

"you guys go way back i see." you smile as you stare at the photo him and chenle in basketball uniforms. cute. " what did you want to show me." you say looking back at him, watching as he reaches out turning off the lights.

letting your eyes adjust to the dark, you hear him say 'look up', when you do you smile at the little glow in the dark stars on the ceiling.

you felt him before you could see him, he slowly reached out to cup your face to face him. you were getting nervous, really, really nervous.

"i like you, like a lot. i think i always have this type of gravitational pull towards you and i could never understand why. and i think im finally to realize i was slowly falling for you. i know you just broke up with him and we can go slow i dont care as long as you can be mine.'' his voice was so sweet and soft and with every word he slowly bent down lips hovering over yours. "can i kiss you, please?"

he sounded so desperate, you don't know what came over you when you mumble out a yes smacking your lips straight into his.

jisung felt like he was dreaming, he never kissed a girl that he liked this much, it was euphoric. you hands reach up to grip at his hair causing him to let out a little groan, using this opportunity to stick your tongue into his mouth. jisung reaches down behind your thigh, understanding you jump up wrapping your legs around his torso.

jisung leads you both to the bed, both continuing to make out. needing air you pull back watching him as he gently lays you down on your back. going straight to your neck leaving kisses and nipping at it. jisung was trying so so hard to not bust right this second, he never realized how much you had this effect on him. pushing himself back jisung reaches behind his head pulling off his shirt throwing it across the dark room.

you lean up running your hands from his abs up to his chest and finally his shoulders pulling him down on you. jisung kisses your lips softly, playing with the hem of your shirt.

"take it off jisung please." your breathy voice, was all jisung need before he started lifting your shirt up, teasingly slow.

"yo jisung you in her-" the door swings open revealing a very shocked donghyyuck. jisung quickly pulls down your shirt back down as you stare shockingly at hyuck. the dropped jaw slowly turns to a wide smirk.

"and i wasn't invited this is fake as fuck, got room for one more?" he says as jisung grabs a pillow chunking it towards donghyuck who quickly shuts the door before it can hit him.

jisung sighs letting his head fall onto your chest as you pet his head.

"we should probably stop. knowing him, he is probably listening." jisung says placing a kiss on your forehead pulling you up.

"no im not.'' you hear hyucks muffled voice behind the door and jisung threw another pillow at it.

jisung stares at you reaching out to fix your messed up hair.

''so pretty."

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a/n : they kissseddddd :0 i was gonna do more but i realized i could not :p also in the next couple of chapters time is passing, you can tell with the dates on tweets :)

tags : @onlyhyunjin @nctjunie @sunghoonsgfreal @neozon3nha @mystverse @multifandomania @joyzluvr @222brainrot @mmjhh1998 @yyangj3lly @choibeommie @hyuck-me @dudekiss3r @somerandomf1fan

[mayaschapstick]

NEW KID

part 2 !!

part 1 !

pairing : chris x fem!reader

summary : second day of school, not the best, but ended up with the triplets.

warnings : drunk mom, getting laughed at, insecurity

a/n : alright so someone commented under my last post so i wanted to talk abt smt 😭🙏🏼 first of all, i am NOT romanticizing bullying as i also got bullied until last year. if you dont feel comfortable while reading my stuff, or because of my content, then just dont read it and leave my page. (guys this is kinda late but i slept like all day so)

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I walked over to my moms car, hopping in.

„why are you picking me up?”

„we’re getting you school supplies.”

my mom answered.

„oh yeah right.”

i sighed before i grabbed the seatbelt and buckled up.

i pulled out my phone to see if my friend replied, and she actually did.

„leah 💋” showing up on my screen, i smiled as i saw the notifications, opening it and started talking to her.

that evening.

I was laying in my bed, my stomach already hurting from thinking about school, i really didnt wanna go. i havent done alot today, I felt pretty unproductive. I grabbed my black hoodie and put on my converse before sneaking out quietly, closing the door behind me really quiet, walking along the street, it was like my first time being out here, i looked around as i put my hood on, trying to look a bit intimidating in case theres like some kidnapper out there, i mean, you never know.

i forgot my airpods at home so i was kinda frustrated, i kept walking but looked down on my feet, watching myself walk, and eventually zoning out. I didnt hear the chatting that was coming towards me as i was focused on how i was walking, when i suddenly looked up when i realized i zoned out.

I looked at the 2 guys infront of me, one of them looked like the kid that threw a paper ball against my head today, and the other one like thta guy i had to sit next to, i forgot his name.

and suddenly one of them spoke up, the other one trying to shush him.

„oi woman!”

i tried to ignore him, looking down again, but they stopped infront of me and didnt let me go through.

„arent you that new kid?”

I looked at him, before nodding and taking my hood off.

„yeah?..”

i responded.

„i thought you were like weird at first but damn, you look goo-“

he got cut off by who i think was chris.

„alright bro cmon leave her alone.”

he tried grabbing his friends arm and pull him away.

„is he high or sum?”

i asked, really just wanting to be alone, so i sounded a bit rude.

chris looked at me, shrugging.

„i literally dont know. we’ll leave you alone tho.”

he said sighing before i watched them walking off, sighing, i kept walking until like a hour later i was back home again.

i immediately put on my sweatpants again, laying down in my bed, i couldnt sleep so i watched some tiktok, still not feeling very good because of school, and now especially not because of the little meeting earlier.

the next morning i woke up a bit too late, i slept in, first thing i did was check for any new messages on my phone, then i got up, sighing.

taking my tshirt off and putting my bra on. i

I was searching for a good t-shirt. when my mom came in without knocking.

„Im changing ma!“

i yelled as i covered myself up with some random shirt.

„I dont care! hurry up you‘ll be late! only your second day and youre already too late. your dad would be disappointed!“

My mom answered, i got mad and upset. everytime we would fight she brings dad in it, even when we only fight about the tiniest things.

„no he wouldnt! stop bringing him up everytime!“

I said upset before just grabbing a random light pink tshirt, putting it on before putting my jeans on.

upset i walked into the kitchen, just grabbed and apple, my school bag, my phone & airpods and stormed off, banging the door closed without even saying goodbye.

i put my airpods in, walking to school.

as soon as i arrived i put my airpods in their case again, sighing before walking into school, walking to my classroom, knocking on the door before opening it.

„hey- im sorry for coming late..“

I swalloed, as my teacher spoke up.

„its fine, just try not to do it again.“

I nodded, sat next to noah again, as i immediately spoke up but immediately regretted it again.

„were you high last night bro?“

i talked to him like ive known him for months.

but i got anxious as he just starred at me for a few seconds, he just shrugged, not opening his mouth as i heard a group of girls giggling while they looked at me and I immediately felt uncomfortable,

did i look weird?

did i do something weird?

why were they laughing.

i covered my stomach with my jacket, sighing as i untucked my hair behind my ear, looking down, using my hand to support myself, as i drifted off to sleep.

2 minutes later someone poked me from behind, i opened my eyes and slowly turned around, seing matt, tucking my hair behind my ear again.

„eh..?“

I said sleepy, I looked at chris, then at nick.

„did you do the homework??“

matt spoke up, i shook my head.

„we had homework??..“

nick chuckled at my answer, nodding.

„well i didnt even knew th-„

„y/n.“

my teacher spoke up, i quickly turned around.

„yeah- sorry.“

break

nick asked me if i wanted to hang in the breaks with them, and i said yes, so now i was sitting next to them on a bench, covering my mouth to eat my food i bought at the cafeteria, not wanting to get judged for how i was eating.

they were talking, while i just sat there, zoning out, when chris suddenly poked in my side with his elbow.

„ay.“

„hm?“

i quickly swalloed, looking up, putting my hand on my thigh.

„whats wrong?“

he asked, i was confused. he looked at me like he wanted to kill me but asked me if i was okay.

„nothing. im just tired.“

I answered, looking up at him not breaking eye contact.

he just nodded and gave me a little

„ah m‘kay.“

before continuing talking to his brothers, it made me upset. why was he acting so dry yet so sweet.

I just continued eating my food, before thinking it was crazy that i was spending my break with people i know since yesterday and maybe spoke 7 sentences with.

When i suddenly spoke up.

„chris?“

he looked down at me.

„eh?“

„why were you out so late yesterday night?“

I said carefully, not wanting to sound like a stalker or a possessive girlfriend.

he answered.

„the same thing i could ask you.“

„I asked you first.“

I chuckled.

So did he, he chuckled.

„noah asked me if wanted to hang with him so i said yes. easy.“

he answered.

„did yall smoke? he looked and acted high as hell.“

i answered, smiling slightly.

„who knows.“

he answered, turning back to his brothers.

„ahh okayy.“

i giggled, but as soon as i catched myself smiling and giggling i immediately just brushed it off, continuing to eat, still confused tho.

when school ended, the triplets walked next to me.

„y/n?“ matt said

i looked at him, „hm?“

„chris wanted to ask if youd lik-„

chris cut him off.

„no. no i didnt, nick wanted to, the fuck.“

chris said, rolling his eyes.

matt snickered.

„ah yeah right… nick wanted to ask if youd like to hang with us this afternoon.“

hang with them?

I smiled and nodded.

„of course yes! I’d love to.“

matt nodded and smiled, nick was zoned out, focusing on what was happening on his phone, I catched chris smile a little, I smiled at his smile as you kept walking.

„alright so.. see you later..?“

i said, smiling.

chris and matt nodded, nick still zoned out on his phone.

„mhm, yes, bye!“

matt said, smiling.

i walked a bit faster, wanting to scream, i was so happy, finally having some new friends. I just hope they weren’t a bunch of assholes.

i arrived home, unlocking the door, walking in, closing the door and taking my shoes off, happily walking into my room, putting my bag down, taking my jacket off, throwing it onto my bag, i walked downstairs, happily

just to find my mom on the couch, drunk, again.

my happiness immediately faded.

i looked over to her.

„ma..?- you drunk…?“

I asked carefully, she looked up at me, annoyed.

„and what if i am?…“

she answered slurred,

“It is non of your business! and this is my house, i can do whatever i want to!”

she said, yelling a bit.

i scoffed.

„alright yeah my bad.“

I walked into my room again, i could hear her scream something after me but i ignored it, walking into the kitchen. before grabbing some food and walking upstairs into my room again.

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I was standing infront of the house of the triplets, nick send me their adress as he gave his number to me earlier, i knocked.

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a/n : i hope you liked this!! and guys i got like yhe best ideas but idk if it should happen so soon already or if i should do a bigggggg timeskip 😭 so please help me🙏🏼 rebloggs and likes are highly appreciated!! love you guysss

taglist : @melschapstick @bel2p0 @ldrloverrrrrr

[cryptictales]

𝑻𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒍𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 ( 𝑪𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 )

| Warnings; denial, angsty fluff, mentions of touching, kissing, aggression, smut, confessions of love, comforting after sex.

| Pairings; Cordell Walker x Reader

| a/u; Hi again, it's me. I had a brain fart and decided to type out everything exploding in my head right now. Small dribble drabble for the love-sick romantics. Enjoy :)

| Summary; Cordell wants you, he needs you but he doesn't want to admit it.

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"Say that to my FACE then!" She spoke in a harsh tone of voice, Cordell wasted no time grasping her wrist before she could walk away from him again, turning her around and pushing her back against the wall this time, leaving her no room to run away from this conversation. the tension was evident enough between the two. They had been on and off with each other for years, and (Y/N) was certain she was over it this time. But was she really? Cordell and (Y/N) were only mere inches away from each other, her back was pressed against the wall. She had turned her head slightly, but Cordell only moved her face back towards him. Their breathing was labored, after just having a yelling match. She would roll her eyes, moving to try and wedge herself free of this dangerous zone of being this close to him. But Cordell would take a step forward, hazel hues consuming every little detail on her face. "Cordell, please... you know just as much as I do that this isn't working. We are not working Cordell. Just move--" "Wha--What does that even mean? I'm here arent I babygirl? I just can't--you know I.." Cordell didn't have any excuses, at first, she was only just that. a distraction. He didn't want this to end, whatever this exactly was. He would gently move his hand up to the side of her face, leaning slightly closer, his lips slightly brushing over her own. He needed her, but was he ready to admit he was ready to move on from his past? " Cordell stop..." "(Y/N) just listen to me, for a second--" "Why? Why are you doing this Cordell? I don't mean anything to you! Just a convenient fuck whenever you want... Do you want me to be honest? I fell for you... I--I did, and I know we said this didn't mean anything but things change...I've changed and I want more than just a good fuck every now and then..." Cordell's hues never fell from her own, he was baffled, speechless, and felt he had done this. But another part of him couldn't admit that maybe he felt the same way about her. For a moment there was an awkward silence between them. He could see how much this hurt her deeply. Shifting his hand up to gently brush against the side of her cheek. Leaning down he pressed his lips against her own but gently this time. Intertwining their taste with one another. She felt the slightest tear roll down her face. But she couldn't help but melt into that kiss, to just give into him entirely all over again. Parting slightly, he rested his forehead against her own as he whispered against her lips "Maybe I've felt the same way about you too (Y/N)..."

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His hands moved in sync with the movements of her body. He knew her answer to wanting this at the way she yanked him inside her home without hesitation. Their tongues fought back and forth in each other's mouths, the taste intoxicating, it was what got her blood boiling beneath her skin. But only this time she wasn't the one pulling away, feeling Cordell gently brush his large hands over her arms. "Babygirl--hold on...hold on.. listen to me.. I want this I do, but I want to do this the right way this time." (Y/N) eyes fluttering open, a slight whimper leaving her lips as she taken a breath. He wasn't wrong, they were sex driven, but maybe taking a step back was what they needed.

Both of them stood there, looking at one another in another yet awkward silence. Bodies were clearly saying something entirely different, eyes were hungry. "Fuck....Fuck it, bring your ass here." Cordell spoke in a growl as he leaned down to pick her up by her ass, placing her up onto the dresser piece in the living space. His hands ventured through her hair, tangling his fingers into it. Her hands moved to quickly pop the buttons of his shirt, practically tearing it off of him. His teeth grazed across her flesh, and slight whimpers of pleasure left her lips. Cordell wasted not another second as he forcefully yanked her shorts from her waist, sliding them off her legs, following to tear the lace from her as well, soon he did the same to his jeans---then boxers. Until he was left in nothing but the nude. His fingertips bruised into her inner thighs as he pulled her forward, taking two fingers to hook deeply inside her wet core. "Oh fuck babygirl'," He let out a groan of pleasure, his fingers pumping vigorously deeper each time. She wrapped her arms around his neck, as she let her moans of pleasure pore from her lips. "Cordell please... fuck baby..." She begged him, not even sure what for at this point. Whether to keep going or to give her him entirely. Cordell would pump them faster and deeper into her, groaning as his own erection started to form, aching to be inside of her. Finally giving up, he would remove his fingers, taking a hand to pull her head back with a fist full of her hair. "Open" He demanded, her lips parting as he placed his soaked covered fingers inside of her mouth. She would suck on them taking in the taste of herself."That's my girl." Cordell worked his other hand around his member, lubing it with her wetness as he spread her legs with ease. Sliding the tip in first slowly before finally moving his entirety deep inside of her. He started off at a slow pace before finally picking it up, (Y/N) would arch her back slightly as she clung to him. Nails digging deep into the flesh of his back. He trusted hard and deep, her core aching and throbbing as her walls enclosed around his member. She was on edge, "Fuck, baby right there-- oh fuck" She felt herself close, "Cum for daddy baby.." after a few moments she felt the damn of her orgasm explode around his member, coating every inch of him. But he wasn't finished with her, he would grasp her by the waist as he picked her up again, shifting to the bedroom as he laid her on the bed on her backside, lifting her leg up against her chest. He would thrust himself fast and deep inside of her, he leaned down against her lips to capture them deeply, and his hands moved up to pin hers above her head, interlocking them together.

Feeling his member throbbing inside of her, he planned to fill her up to her very core. After a few more deep thrusts, the hot spurt of his cum puslating deeply inside of her, both would let out a series of moans, and cries as they slowly were coming down from that epic high. He would move to lay beside her, pulling her against his chest. "I love you...." he spoke as he planted another tasteful kiss upon her lips. The sheets were pulled over them. "I love you too Cordi.."