#haha it's me everytime when i'm drunk

[mrsnancywheeler]

I’m back with more thoughts (I’ve been harassing you with the jealous Finnick and first time being intimate asks IM SO SORRY)

Imagine the pain Finnick feels when he has to walk to the reaping, seeing his sweet girl-no not his sweet girl anymore…seeing her at any point hurts him. It hurts his soul. His heart feels like a fresh bruise being pressed on when he sees her. But then, then her name is called, and instead of a bruise his heart is ripped from his body, chewed up and spit out by the capital. He gave her up so she’d be safe, he hasn’t felt her touch in two years so she wouldn’t be touched by the capitol. And yet, here she is. Walking up to the podium, on her way to a death game.

The heartbreak that he feels in the moment is probably unimaginable. The realization that giving her up, breaking her heart, breaking his heart; which she owns, was all for nothing.

Anyway I hope I’m not annoying you with these little thoughts haha! I’ll stop if so😅

Bye!

i love being bombarded with these sm please send me all your thoughts, pookie 💕

again I will probably get into this in the river more but like my poor boy

I swear this man he tells you not to be around, but he needs to see you. he'll make rounds around the market to try and catch a glimpse just to get jealous when you're happily talking with Conway or anyone else (I'm resisting the urge to say thing's I'm saying for the river and it's so hard) he told you not to come to his parties, but they're not fun anymore. now he's just sad when he's drunk, there's no giggly you around. and there's no comfort to his sadness without you. he wants to beg you to come back, to be with him, but he can't. no other girls his age hold a candle to what he felt with you and he feels like he's betraying you by just entertaining them.

and oh my god, of course you notice the way he spends all day, circling around the marketplace. you hate it because of how much I makes you love him, for keeping an eye on you even if he won't have you. how are you supposed to accept your life when he's giving you hope everytime he passes by? and he's such a masochist by continuing to even though it makes him miss you more every time

and I'm not saying that reader was reaped intentionally by snow to teach finnick a lesson, but that is what I'm saying.

and she's going to be sent to her death and then right beside her is the person who was supposed to take his place in your life, conway, and finnick hates that if this was going to happen that he gave you up to a life with conway when he could've been openly loving you all along

and maybe after all this time you've stopped loving him back, loathed what he did to you, but he doesn't care because he's going to spend as long as he can making it up for you and making sure you come home to him. finnick knows you so well that he sees that look on your face when conway is called, just for a brief moment and he knows his sweet girl is also a smart girl, he knows you have a plan to survive even if it breaks you in the end. and he knows it's selfish, but maybe it's worth it if he gets to be yours again and be the one to help put you back together.

no I literally love these sm and talking about them, it makes me think about what I'm gonna write later too, helps me brainstorm

[astroismypassion]

hello!! i've got a VERY ODD situation with this friend of mine. im in blue she's in red ^ but over the past few weeks- every time i've shown interest in a guy, she's gone after him. i had a major thing for this guy who i was flirting with heavily (he approached me first and we'd been speaking for weeks) and she got rly drunk this one time and told me she likes him too (WHILE knowing that him and i are def onto something and have been for weeks) and in the same night tried to kiss him (he eventually rejected her this time and later on when she "confessed" her feelings). anyway. after that was done, recently we went to the club and everytime id mention how i think some guy is cute, she'd immediately start flirting w the person???? like girl?? it feels like a very one sided competition where she thinks she needs to prove that she can "get" whoever i want. tonight we went to the first guy's (mentioned above) bday dinner and him and i were talking rly normally while the rest of the friend group interacted w each other and i could SEE her staring at us. and like. the rest of the night she was so aggressive towards me, kept saying stuff like how i really liked this guy at the club (she said this SOOOOO Loud) and how i didnt approach him so i have no "rizz" like girlie i'm just not desperate like u to be running after men. then we were talking ab rats for some reason n she was like "haha funny ur talking ab rats look at urself" LIKE GIRL catch a hint!!! this behavior is not cute. ur so bitter. and then at the end of the night i mispronounced a word (english is not my first language) and she was like haha whyd u say it like that and he (the guy we both had in common) jumped in to explain and he was j like "shes not from around here ofc shes gonna get some words wrong" and THIS BITCH. this racist bitch goes "then she should go back to where she came from" LIKE GIRL.. omg u are so pathetic. AND I DONT GET WHERE THIS IS COMING FROM COS isnt my stellium in her 1h? so shouldnt i be the one getting jealous or something? we also have 4h synastry which is supposed to be comfortable... but this aint it

Hi,

I'm gonna be honest and say I read your question and your thoughts yesterday already. But it is an odd situation, so I had to really look into it.

Let's start at the finish, yes indeed 4th house Synastry, but it's Pisces!! It's like secret enemies. I also feel there is a lot of jealousy in the connection due to Scorpio over the 12th house. And Pluto in the 1st overlays. I just think she is insecure. There is sometimes that intimidates her and she almost "tries to prove herself". But it's like not even that...

So I feel you can't really control her behaviour, but what you can do is limit YOURSELF from these kind of interactions or distance yourself away from this kind of behaviour. You can't do anything about her behaviour. But you can eliminate yourself from hanging and interacting with her. Because I think based on this Synastry, the situations and interactions are draining for both.

I hope you resolve this,

@astroismypassion

[sugawarassoulmate]

Hii! I was binge reading your loser kuroo and oh my god 😭 it's literally everything I hope you don't mind me just venting everything I felt when reading fr.

The dynamic is just amazing! I'm not sure if bully!reader is not that common (everytime I search it's a bit hard to find, so omgg when I came across your work!). Sub guys are just 😪😔 a want you know?

The (lots of) 'first' interactions they had were so ughshsjsbs S-est tier! I felt the excitement on my body, like actually for real! Not gonna be a weirdo and get into details 🤭

And since I was reading it throughout the day I had to pause a few times, chorezz, and when it was getting too tiring and boring I'd stop to read and!! That's when the more angsty ones started and I was about to combust like lord how can life be like that?? Ik I'm being dramatic but it was like the story was kind of matching my mood.

So! It was the best rollercoaster I've been on so far. And again I really hope I'm not being too pushy? but I wanted to ask about some parts of the universe if that's fine! 😔

• are all of the works connected in the universe? I feel like to some point yes, not all of them, but you're the author!!

• about their dynamic in bed!! is the mc kind of like a sub? cause mc definitely leads the relationship. and how would tetsuro define himself? cause he acts like a sub (just realized how repetitive it sounds, sorry!) but when it comes to sex, at times he seems to be the one in "control", control might not be the best word to describe but, you know? for example when he's drunk. Sorry I don't know how to exactly say what's on my mind but you have a gigantic brain!! So I think the question is a tiny bit understandable.

• that part where he started showing interest in someone else?? That was my biggest wtfff moment (very respectfully). The part where I think I have more questions about. I feel like I'm really pushing my luck by asking these, so of course you can ignore these or just idk 😭. 1. Why did he start having feelings for someone else?? 2. Why did mc just ignore it like it was nothing when in other occasions they would be livid? 3. Why did *he* do that to mc? I was like damn bro there's no true love anywhere. In some occasions you mentioned mc being insecure and things like that. 4. How did mc really take it? Did mc feel sad at all with all that? What was mc really feeling through it all? Why did mc forgive him so easily? How was it when they got 'back together'? was mc even more of a cruel bitch to teach him a lesson or something? I'm light headed just thinking about it 😩.

I'm pretty sure there's more I want to ask but I can't remember right now and I feel like I went way over the socially acceptable to ask 😷

I just saw that were both infp and leo!! So happy very belated!!!

Thank you for the patience!

omg no i love these kinds of questions!!! i’m so glad you love their dynamic 🥹 trust me i love hearing all y’alls thoughts when it comes to my stuff it makes me so happy.

i’ll answer your questions one by one haha 

okey the worlds are kind of connected. you’re definitely right that in some ways they are and other ways they aren’t. i like the idea of everything being kinda interconnected in the sense that loser!kuroo, bully!osamu, and stoner!suga can all exist in one universe (the peach cinematic universe if u will) but i didn’t want to make hard rules if that makes sense??? cause i didn’t want to limit what scenarios i could put the characters in! so there’s deff the canon of osamu and reader being childhood frenemies and kuroo and his reader being college lab partners yeah but other than there aren’t rigid rules they have to follow. the freedom allows people to send in whatever request they want for those characters (so long as it doesn’t break my rules!!!) i hope that makes sense!!!

you’re definitely right about reader and loser!kuroo’s dynamic in bed! i just thought it was interesting for the mean, abrasive character to also be the sub in bed?? like “you’re a fucking loser, you can’t do anything without me but alsoooo please pin me down and hold me in bed.” i tend to imagine reader as being shorter/smaller than kuroo (but y’all can imagine reader any way you want!!) just cause i like the idea of mean person a who bullies and bosses around their much bigger/taller person b 😅

ok!!!!!! so i’m glad you caught onto that! it’s a dynamic that i’ve kind of been playing around with bc i have plans for a longer, possibly chaptered fic with that kind of plot in mind. if y’all remember that monstrous 8k fic i wrote for bully!samu and reader….i kinda want to do something similar??? (maybe reader finally tells kuroo she loves him?????) that’s very tbd at the moment haha

this was fun!! it felt like a press conference 😂😂😂 please send more asks like this i love talking about my writing and i LOVE even more hearing what all of you think!!!!

it’s not a bother to me at all!!!

[theunaveragepsychoticbitch]

Drunk n' Love

Top!AMAB!Reader x Bottom!Sub!AFAB!Barbatos

[Human Barbatos, drunk sex, heavy focus on dirty talk, dubious consent (Reader is fairly sober), mid focus on reader being an aggressive person, reader and Barb are life long friends, creampie]

You glance to your left worriedly as Barbatos downs another shot. You know he can hold his liquor, yes, but... Things were quickly reaching excessive levels.

You blow out a puff of air and finish your own shot, snatching the bottle up with your free hand as you see him go for it again.

"Barbs, I think it's time to-"

"Fuck."

You blink, then say, "Well, that works too I suppose." You laugh at your own joke, amusement morphing into confusion at the serious look on his face.

"Barbatos?"

Even though he's so obviously shit faced drunk, the look in his eyes still makes you think twice. It's intense, holding your gaze as you cock an eyebrow, intrigued by the change of mood.

Face flushed from the alcohol, he sways while sliding across the couch, not stopping until you're touching in several places.

His lips purse into a pout, a sight you're 100% sure you'll never see again. Red as he already is, his blush somehow finds a way to deepen, and you pick up on the ghostly whispers of lust entering his body language. Legs spreading slightly, the way he's rubbing up on you- one part of you wants to play dumb, while the other wants to see where this is going.

"...Well, that's definitely a new expression, haha."

For a moment, your friend only stares, intensifying your awkward feelings. How the hell did he expect you to handle a situation like this? You've had plenty of friends sleep with you while drunk, but this is Barbatos. He's not just some friend- not just someone you can fuck and forget about the next morning.

Your attention is drawn back to him when he sighs, his eyes closing to half mast so he can view you through his lashes.

"I love you." Just like that, he's changed both your lives with three little words.

And despite the life altering revelation, he merely sends you another of those soft, sweet smiles you've grown so used to over the years. Eyes closed, his grin seems stuck to his face as he rubs his body against yours, cutely nuzzling into your neck so he whisper in your ear.

"I want you. Want you on me, touching me. Treat this body like a toy made solely for your amusement."

He sighs your name dreamily. The kind of sigh you hear in movies when the actor monologues about marrying their crush, as opposed to drunkenly telling said crush how they want to be dominated.

"You're... Not in your right mind right now. We can talk about this later, but right now-"

"Right now...? Yeah, I want you inside me right now. I need you, [Name]. Have been needing you. Why didn't I say this years ago?"

Your best friend is telling you about how much he wants you to fuck him, yet it's the revelation that's he loved you for years that makes you blush. Years? How were you dumb to this for years? All this build up, his emotions reaching such a boiling point that they explode in the form of whispers in your ear as he rocks gently against your waist.

"I fantasize a lot..." he pants, and you notice he's started palming himself through his pants. "And dream. So many dreams. Waking up sticky and wet thinking you'd finally fucked me, only to find myself alone again. It's so lonely, Hon, touching myself to the thought of you. I wish you'd touch me,"

His tongue traces the shell of your ear and you shiver, unable to tear yourself away from the erotic display. "I love you, [Name]. I love how you make me feel. My heart flutters when you call me pretty. When you get mad on my behalf, and go on rants about how special you think I am. Everytime you touch me I'm filled with butterflies. You're so nice to me, I feel loved when I'm with you."

"Till the end of times, in your embrace... We don't even have to fuck. It'd be nice though, having you inside me all the time."

"Want, want, want. You seem to want a lot of things from me, Barbatos. If I didn't know better, I'd be surprised at all this hidden greed."

He giggles, an oddly airy and innocent gesture considering... Everything, really.

"It's embarrassing... To admit but, ha... It's such a turn on, when your more violent tendencies kick in, and you get all aggressive. You're capable of such terrible things, and I want you to do terrible things to me. Terrible, terrible things..." Hot, bated pants break up his sentence as he slips his hand inside his pants. His humping immediately intensifies, and between the desperate, doe-eyed look he's giving you and the erratic humping of your side, you don't know where to look.

You hear the wet sound of his fingers entering his hole. His tongue is hot as it traces the shell of your ear. "Abuse me, please. Manhandle me, I want nothing more than to be your's. Please. You don't understand how deep inside me I want you..."

You're stiff in more ways than one. You've been shamed for your rather... Extreme, methods several times. Barbatos has ways been supportive of you, even when you flew off the handle and land both of you in trouble. Hearing that somehow, someway, he finds that attractive is... Eye-opening.

Suddenly he moans loud in your ear, seemingly having hit his g-spot. Tears bead in the corners of his eyes as he opens them and smiles wide at you, pure in the face even while fingering himself in front of you.

"This feels so good, [Name]. Don't you want to know how good I feel?"

Can you say no to that truthfully? No. And you both know it.

His back meets the couch, and you must say, you've never seen someone so happy about having their clothes ripped off. He's just as eager, and soon your clothes are a distant memory.

Hands, everywhere. He moans at the sight of your cock; it's everything he's ever dreamed of. The tip, blushed red and leaking, rests on his cunt. "Please, let me do it. I'm so happy right now Hon. Please, allow me to please you."

You nod, but that doesn't mean you plan on neglecting him. You switch positions, and he grinds up and down your length as one hand teases his nipple and the other, his clit. With every roll of the nub beneath your skilled fingers he twitches, sultry moans filling the air as you both begin to lose yourself to the pleasure.

Barbatos slides up once more, and sits down on your cock all at once.

The unexpected move leaves you dazed as you cum. Barbatos feels himself being filled and cries, hoping desperately this isn't a dream. And if it is, he never wants it to end. High off you, he starts to bounce hard, and you grip each other tight. He's so tight, so wet, so warm. It's dizzying, and when he clenches you get dangerously close to cumming again.

"I feel good, right? Am I pleasing you? Tell me you like it Hon, tell me you want me."

You're not sure you're still able to form coherent words- oh well. You've always done best communicating with actions anyway.

You flip him over and right off the bat, you've set a rough pace that leaves his eye rolling back, his back arching, and his mouth wide open as he moans his declarations of love.

You take the opportunity and kiss him, sucking on his tongue and exploring his mouth. Barbatos, who'd been holding back his orgasm in hopes to keep this going as long as possible, unravels. You really are everything he's ever dreamed of.

As he clamps down tight around you and almost immediately feels your cum filling him up again, he knows he won't forget this for as long as he lives, even if you two never go farther than this night.

Minutes that feel like hours pass. You made it to the bedroom, and lie naked in the dark, pressing gentle kisses into the skin of a quietly crying Barbatos. Apparently, they're happy tears.

He's said thank you about a thousand times now, and after he says it again, you decide you should probably answer him.

"What are you thanking me for?"

He sniffs, wiping tears. "For giving me this chance, for laying with me after, for kissing me like you like me too." His voice is weak from overuse, and you make a mental note to get him something for that.

"You're thanking me for not being an asshole to the one person I'm never an asshole to?"

He chuckles, finally looking you in the eye. "I'm not sure I can agree with that statement."

"Oh right, of course- cuz how could you be so turned on by something I've never done to you?"

You smirk as his blush comes back full force. Apparently, he's refound his shame.

"That was the liquor talking..."

"Liquor doesn't magically make you a masochist for my specific type of violence."

"Well, maybe it does. We learn something new everyday."

You share a laugh, the exhaustion from partying and sex catching up to you. Barbatos pulls you closer, cuddling into your chest.

In the morning, there'd be a lot to talk about. But for the time being, you both sigh, content in each other's warmth as sleep takes you, and the house is finally quiet.

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Partially unedited. I'll be going on a small break after this.

In the works: Imprisoned pt.2

[echobx]

I don't think Kie would cheat. Yeah she led Pope on but she still cares for the boys. It's Sarah's brand to cheat but I don't think it is for Kie. Especially with her character development

listen listen listen I have a whole theory towards this and it's gonna make sense (I hope)

so, we got Kie, closeted and very much stuck in comphet¹. she does crazy things when she is high and drunk and overemotional (canon). for her to get crazy drunk and then make out with a girl and later wake up to realize she slept with her, will not feel like she's cheating to her, bc "I'm not gay" is ingrained in her brain. she'll firstly think of it as an "haha, upsi" kinda thing because "girls make out with each other when drunk" is something she knows happens so it can't count as cheating because she didn't have the clear intention to do it. (that's what she thinks)

secondly, we know that she doesn't hold close with her loyalty, yes she's loyal, but not to fault. she's not loyal in the same way that JJ and Pope and John B are loyal to the Pogues. (also canon, based on what she did when she thought Sarah was her bff and how she made JB chose bc her personal feelings are more important to her than anything else)

which leads me to believe that she wouldn't see big of a deal in it at first, bc "it just happened" "it doesn't mean anything" "it was a drunken mistake"

I think she'd need someone to actually point out to her what she did wrong for her to realize it. but in a matter of fact, once she does realize that she did it because she's actually attracted to girls and not just because she was wasted, I think the Crew would forgive her because she's still their best friend and figuring yourself out is more important and it also won't fuck up the group that way because she literally 1. didn't mean to and 2. didn't know that that's who she is. and I think they'll help her figure shit out. like, they'll try and be super supportive so they start looking up queer shit and maybe that'll lead to two or three or maybe four people realizing that "wait, that's a thing? I thought that was just me" *cough* JJ, Pope, Cleo, Sarah *cough*

but yeah, that's what's in my head everytime I talk about this. it's not that she would intentionally cheat, but she makes incredibly stupid mistakes when under the influence and doesn't realize that it was a bad thing to do to someone until later (see s2 and Pope)

on the character development tho... I don't think she's gotten much, or at least she didn't get what she deserved. bc to me in season 1, I wanted to see Kie start in her pick-me girl era and work herself up to be a girls girl, but she hasn't done that yet and that's fully on the writers bc they simply suck at writing female characters. good character development that I need to see from Kie in s4 is actually that she just goes and finally really apologizes to Pope. that's the bare fucking minimum that I expect but tbh I don't think they'll give us that.

¹compulsory heterosexuality

[sammykiszkasunusedshoes]

imagine you're Josh's significant other...

A/N: text messages between you and Josh bc I'm bored!! also just go along with the time and dates bc I just made them up. I know this is like really stupid and short but I was bored and wanted to write something funny instead of a fic

(your the blue chat bc the format got messed up 😍😍)

warnings: just slight bullying out of love

Joshy Boy ☀️

Josh: so I did something, mama…

please say you're wearing a pink jumpsuit at the next concert

Josh: what?? no. what don't you get about dreams IN gold

Josh: back to before you just said that. I did something that the boys suggested when we were drunk.

if you keep playing this little cryptic game, I'm going to break all your little colored pencils

Josh: ok so that's violent. I cut my hair

…

Josh: I brought back my mullet

…

Josh: it's not even that bad

says the jullet man

Josh: don't.

so I should put the flannel and cowboy boots away?

Josh: I can't believe I'm dating someone that's literally Sam 2.0

what about the cowboy hat?

oh my god was that Luke Bryan quote in your rhinestone diary entry a hint that this was gonna happen

Josh: I give you so much love and in return all I ever get is you hating me

yee🤠 haw😔

Josh: I'm done talking to you about this.

When you're on stage playing the tambourine, can you start line dancing?

(left on read)

Greta van feet

(y/n changed the chat name to "Greta van feet")

(Sunday • 8:36 pm)

Jake: yeah so, y/n, please leave the chat.

Sam: I kinda like it

Danny: I kinda liked it when you didn't say that

(today • 5:18 pm)

so which one of you told Josh to bring back his jullet

Josh: y/n l/n. I told you to stop saying jullet.

Sam: actually keep saying it

Jake: JULLET?

yeah, Josh+mullet= jullet

Danny: obviously Jake, we learned that formula in like 8th grade

Sam:... anyways, I blame Jake for Busch light drinking, dip spitting, pit viper wearing, mullet Josh

Sam: jullet Josh*

HAHA

Jake

never speak your opinion again

Josh: is it that bad.

Josh: Sam. y/n. my "mullet" is a rockstar mullet.

and I love you and your jullet

but you gotta understand

that I will never let this down

Danny: I get war flashbacks everytime I see Josh

Sam: next Jake should bring back his emo hair

Jake: next Sam should bring back his Justin Bieber hair

Sam: …

Danny: and I sit here safe and sound

danny and I never had a bad moment

Josh: you said you loved my mullet

I love bullying you for it

(Josh left the chat)

[taeiltual]

HELLO LOVE <3 I have two for you: yunho vs mingyu and haechan vs hoshi 💖

Hello jade, beloved 🥰 so 2 big, tall men I love vs each other and 2 loud, annoying bias wreckers vs each other? Got it. 😂

So yuyu v gyu? Ugh, I LOVE loser, gamer boys. Which would suggest yunho. And I DO think mingyu is a teensy tinsy bit too perfect. But ughhhhh, I think it's mingyu 😒 haha I think yunho maybe a tad too young/immature for me atm so that immediately gives gyu a leg up in this internal debate i'm having. To reuse a description for gyu from earlier: He's gorgeous. He can cook. He can build things. He's artsy. He's such a big man. Listen, kim mingyu's got a lot going for him lmao I LOVE yunho. But I just think he's maaaybe not quite right for me in terms of an ideal type.

Now hyuck v hoshi? Ironically, I feel like haechan is actually the more mature one of these two people 🤭 he did have to grow up fast tho and ik hoshi plays it all up for the cameras. He's very ON everytime we, as fans, see him. And he's definitely got this softer, vulnerable side to him that we get glimpses of when he's drunk. But to again reuse a description for haechan from earlier: he's a softie with a heart of gold who has a knack for pushing the buttons of the people he cares about (aka, he's good at being a little shit, but deep down, he's got this big capacity for love). And he's someone I find very endearing bc of that. Hoshi can be that way too, but he's more clumsy with it. And, I think in part bc of his introversion, has less confidence with it. They're both big family people and make sure to take care of them and prioritize them, which is definitely 👌🏻 a big fan of that. And both hoshi and hyuck have ambition in spades, and while I admire that in both of them, not my favorite quality in a partner bc that typically means: workaholic. I didn't think this would get so long. But I GUESS the deciding factor here is just that I think haechan is a little bit funnier than hoshi to me. And humor's an attractive quality. So I'm going with haechan. 😅

send me 2 idols and i'll choose which one is more of my ideal type

[headgehug]

Let's be real

Let's be reaaal for one sec

(I promise I'm not drunk but I am, as we say in France, éclatax and no I don't know what exactly that means)

What do you look at first when you see someone you're interested in? Are your eyes naturally attracted to hands or eyes or whatnot?

Because now. I admit that I'm probably not the most pure person ever but everytime I see people talk about it it's always very chaste and I'm like

People confuse me sometimes you know

hmm okay. well okay. I like when people smell nice. a nice smelling average looking person suddenly becomes gorgeous. the very meh looking frustratingly boring older guy upstairs has a cologne that seriously has me puttering around a room he's been in just to smell the lingering cologne.

I like legs.. idk lol. the traditional chino sort of work pant or a pair of slacks are so flattering. you know when the pockets sort of stick out... guh.

idk, is it boring to say I like personalities? but not in a chaste sort of way I'd say, lol. there's this cute fedex guy who comes into work who always says "have a nice day~!" in a way that's sort of sarcastically nice.. I'd like to hang out with him tbh. or when people are a little stressed and seem like they need to be helped unwind :) ya know. haha and then I always love people who talk more than I do, unless they're not shy and they just don't talk a lot, like me lol.

overall I really couldn't say I'm not picky and I just like random people <3 fun question, I don't really think about what exactly I like! what about you? éclatax sounds very fun also. might need to put it on my boring schedule again sometime.

[sketchguk]

okay so this scene is when mc is with taehyung still . There's a party at bts' house and taehyung sends mc to get beers fir hum and his friends because they ran out . Mc goes downstairs and jungkook is in the kitchen. He tells her they ran out of beer haha but then he makes random conversation and taehyung comes down saying " what's taking you so long" MC finds his tone annoying but jungkook responds before her and tells taehyung that he should come by himself then 😭 Mc says the same thing and taehyung would say that mc was the one that "wanted some air" and if she keeps wanting that then maybe she shouldn't come to parties?! So mc gets annoyed and says she's leaving lol. And jungkook will be like " are you not walking her home???" But taehyung will be like " it's just a 10 minute walk" and go back to the party lol. And mc will say she'll hang out with her friends for a while and then leave. But she leaves almost immediately because she's upset lol. When Jungkook can't find her anywhere, he'll run to catch up with her and he'll tell her that she shouldn't walk alone at night . Mc would be so surprised that he came for her and she'll be a little less upset 😭 1/2

2/2 I know I told you something about their first kiss after they start hanging out , but I think I found a sweeter idea! So one day jungkook is walking her hohe as usual and a drunk frat dude starts talking shit ! So mc punches him 😭😭 the frat guy gets mad and takes hold of MCs blouse and it rips a little. Junglook who was very calm and trying to diffuse the situation, gets soo mad when he hears the little rip that he'll throw a punch too and leave the guy with a blue eye 😤 but he'll get punched too just a little They get to mcs home and she'll be pressing cold pack to his face and he'll be saying things like " I shouldn't have been quiet in the beginning 😞" and he'll see her blouse and be like " such a pretty blouse too. I'll get you another one" and then he'll fix her necklace too and mc will be like " are you going to get me a new necklace too?" And he'll say " I'll get you anything you want" and then they kiss 😔💘😔💘 Mc has never been kissed before like jungkook kisses her. She thinks about it sooooooooo many days later too and she keeps wondering if she should be brave and take a leap of faith with him! Sorry I know these canons don't really seem interesting but I just wanted to share 😭😭 also in my mind, this mc is the same as ravenclaw mc. Just a different universe. Ravenclaw mc is my favorite fictional gf everrrrrrr. So everytime I think of a fic, she's who I picture 🥹🥹

Why is Taehyung so cruel?? 😭😭 A lady should never get her own drink, let alone drinks for a guy and his friends 😠 Jungkook defending mc as he SHOULD! My jaw actually dropped at Taehyung's response. She should have thrown a drink at him LOL, that's an appropriate reaction. But maybe she's more classy than me. Why does Taehyung just get worse and worse 💔 he deserves 0 rights. Once again, Jungkook best boy <3

omg as for the first kiss, I can't believe mc PUNCHES A GUY !!!! That's the violence I wanna see :') jk jk. Jungkook being mad is soo hot <3 The only person who should be allowed to rip her clothes (with consent) is Jungkook himself !! I can imagine sweet ole soccer player Jungkook pressing a bag of frozen peas to his face aha

I'm giggling like a school girl with a crush for the very first time. Jungkook telling her he'd get her anything he wants !!!!!!! S tier trope !!!!!

Does Jungkook or mc end up confessing first?? What's Jungkook even waiting for?? He needs to go get his girl !

I love your head canons !!! This au keeps me going :') And what do you mean ravenclaw mc is your favorite fictional gf !!! *head in hands* screaming crying throwing up :-(( Thank yew so so much for loving her 💘 I can't believe the mc I've fleshed out the most is one who lives in the drafts 😭

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Into You

I have a idea for a smutty story with Peter Parker :D maybe Y/N is a new Avenger, Peter see her at her "welcome" Party but they know each other from a few months ago where they had very great sex (maybe a few details in the story, both love hard sex. Peter is the dom :D). Y/N had a great night with all, the girls love her but peter is a bit shy because he doesn't know if she reminds him. So time after time they repeat the night (please mention it) and fell in love. That would be great haha thaaanks :)) maybe a bit Action, where Y/N looks great in her suit and Peter is surprised what she is able to

Requested by : @fabienneweasley

A/N : Reader's character is inspired by Susan Storm of the fantastic four she basically weilds the power of invisibility and creating forcefields. Hope you like this. Feedbacks and suggestions are always welcome.

Pairing : Peter Parker x Avenger! Reader

Warnings : 18+, SMUT, mature content, unprotected sex (not a wise choice to indulge), dom! peter, fwb -> lovers.

The Avengers are fighting against madame Hydra and her troops

"Parker! Status?" Tony's voice crackles through the intercom whilst Peter fights against a group of Hydra soldiers which seems to just keep on increasing in number.

"Uh Mr Stark things are getting a little crowded over here a little back up would be nice" Peter replies back struggling to keep up the fight as he successfully webs up a bunch of the soldiers. But to his surprise a whole new troop emerges from nowhere.

"Oh no! Karen activate instant kill!" Karen activates the instant kill mode but it still wasn't enough to tackle the whole army as Peter was soon outnumbered. One of the soldiers threw a gamma ray infused bomb which if detonated can be catastrophic to anyone who is hit by its radiation. The bomb detonates with a huge blast but to Peter’s surprise a forcefield forms around it containing the blast inside it, soon the forcefield disintegrates, sucking in the deadly radiation with it like a black hole sucks in everything into it.

"Woah! what the hell was that?!" Peter was awestruck at what just happened.

Suddenly a feminine figure appeared out of the thin air in front of Peter. She was wearing a blue suit which hugged her curves perfectly, hair cascading down her shoulders. And as she turned to face him Peter felt like he was hit by a truck, it was you. He stood there like a statue still processing what he was seeing.

"You're welcome by the way" you quipped, breaking him out of his daze.

"Who are you?" Peter asks though he knew very well who you're but seeing you like this was a huge shock to him.

"Y/N Y/L/N aka storm and you're the famous spiderman"

"Yeah I'm indeed" he chuckles nervously, he was grateful that he was wearing his mask so you couldn’t see his face. You were about to say something when you got interrupted.

"Great work, Y/N" Tony's voice buzzed.

"Thank you Mr Stark" you and Peter fought side by side forcing the Hydra to retreat accepting their defeat.

After the city clean up was done a welcome cum victory party was arranged for you in the evening at the compound. Peter was shuffling on his feet in anticipation of meeting you face to face. The huge spacious hall was feeling stuffy for him. Everyone was enjoying themselves as you walked in a shimmery electric blue number looking stunning as always hair styled into loose waves a dazzling smile adorned your face, eyes scanning through the crowd and momentarily you lock eyes with Peter from across the room but you were soon to look away as if you didn't recognize him.

Peter's mind was a mess, never did he imagine he would run into you again and in a circumstance like this. He had so much to say to you. But you acted so oblivious. Don't you remember him at all? Moreover he was feeling way too shy to approach you what if you actually don't remember him. Tony clinked his champagne glass to draw everyone's attention standing at the center of the room with you beside him

"Ladies and gentlemen I would like to introduce you to our newest addition to the team’’ He introduced you ‘‘The very young and talented Y/N Y/L/N!" everyone clapped and cheered for you.

"Hello everyone honored to be a part of this incredible team and looking forward to working with you guys" For a fraction of second your eyes met Peter’s and memories rushed back in. You never expected to see him again not at a place like this. What is he even doing here?

"Y/N come let me introduce you to the rest of the team" Tony offered you happily followed him as he introduced you to Steve, Sam, Bucky, Rhodes, Dr Banner and then the other ladies of the team.

"Welcome to the circus girl" Natasha joked patting your shoulder "we girls always stick together, you'll love it here"

"Yeah and any problem feel free to come to us" Wanda insisted.

"Sure" you gave a broad smile as you engaged in a hearty conversation with them, your eyes occasionally fleeting towards Peter who was standing at a corner.

"Hey kid, why are you standing there all alone? Come here" Tony called out to him. Peter hesitantly made his way towards where you were standing as you watched him intently.

"And last but not the least my young and promising protégé, kid this is Y/N and Y/N this is-" you cut him off

"Peter" Peter looked at you wide eyed you indeed remember him.

"You know him?" Tony asks amused

"Yeah we met last year at Uni. I was an exchange student there before you know I got hit by some weird cosmic rays"

"Well then great! Peter can show you around won't you kid?"

"Yeah would love to Mr Stark" he smiled.

"Looking forward to working with you, Parker or may I say spiderman" you smirked with a playful glint in your eyes strutting past him to mingle with the other guests.

The summer of last year will always be memorable for you. Firstly because you accidentally got hit by cosmic radiation and got your powers and the epic one night stand that you will never forget. You were an exchange student for the Biophysics programme at the Empire State University though you actually never fitted the perfect description of a nerd because you were never a bookworm, very much outspoken, loved to go out and yet managed to score a perfect A during exams one could say you were the best of both worlds. You were a burst of energy in a classroom full of a bunch of nerds and none of them interest you. But in that classroom full of geeks one particular brunette in glasses caught your eyes. The cute awkward guy of the class Peter Parker. He had this boyish charm that you tried but couldn’t resist. You have often caught him stealing glances at you but every time he used to turn away flustered.

Peter himself couldn't deny the fact that he was attracted to you since the day you walked into the class, you were beautiful as well as witty but he knew it very well that you were out of his league and then you started to hang out with Harry Osborn and he started dating Gwen so nothing really happened between you two. And since none of you took the initiative to make a move both of you continued to secretly have a crush on each other though it was just a matter of time.

The club was crazy packed. It was a Friday night so you weren’t exactly sure why it surprised you. You were standing near the bar deciding your drink for tonight when your eyes caught a rather unusual visitor, Peter Parker. He was sulking at the corner of the counter looking a bit tired. You ordered two drinks and took them in your hands making your way towards him. You slid a glass to him, breaking him from his thoughts as he looked up to you.

"Rough day?" you ask nonchalantly. He smiles letting out a long sigh.

"Is it that obvious?" you chuckle lightly.

"Oh no, just never took you as a club going person"

"Well you’re kind of right, I was actually thinking of getting out of here"

"So where's blondie?" you ask while taking a sip of your drink.

"Uh we're taking a break" He answers nervously.

"Oh I see" you "Then let’s drink to that" you raised his glass in front of him

"No it’s fine, I’m not a drinker actually"

"C'mon for one night, now drink up" you insisted. He gulped down the drink, slightly wincing at the burning taste down his throat.

"Let’s go" you grabbed his hand pulling him off his seat.

"Where?"

"To dance! We are in a club Peter" You exclaim.

"I-I can't dance" He stutters nervously.

"Rubbish! Everyone can dance" you dragged him with you. Peter stood in the middle of the dancefloor feeling a little uncomfortable as well as nervous after all he had a crush on you and the last thing he wants is to disappoint you. He watched you intently as you swayed to the music. You took his hands and placed them on your hips placing your own around his neck making him sway with you. He slowly began to loosen up and dance with you enjoying the vibe. After sometime you went to have a couple of shots together and you were nevertheless drunk.

"So you and Harry, huh?" Peter asked, downing another shot.

"Nah we're just messing around" you shrug

"So no one in our class interests you either?"

"Good boys aren't my type. I mean they're real softies and that's cute" you scrunch your nose "But I prefer a little hardcore" You gave a subtle wink.

"Maybe you're wrong to judge just by the looks"

"Well I would be happy if you prove me otherwise" You practically challenged him.

"With all my pleasure if you want" he smirks. His eyes had a mischievous glint that you have never seen before. Things escalated pretty quickly as you found yourself back in your apartment in your bedroom. Your back arched up, face buried in the pillows as Peter took you from the back.

"Fuck!" Your grip tightened on the sheets as he rammed into your throbbing cunt. His grip tight on your ass, as he pulls you back to meet with his thrusts. Your elbows felt weak nearly in the state of giving out as you jolted forward everytime he snapped his hips going deep inside you hitting your sweet spot. He places a slap on your ass as you yelp in shock. You couldn't think straight the only thing you could focus on how well he was fucking you.

His hand goes to grab your hair pulling you back, flush against his strong and sturdy chest.

"You like it don't you? To be fucked hard like the slut you’re" he growled pressing his lips roughly to yours swallowing your moans one hand snaking down to rub your sensitive bud as he fucks you hard and fast. You felt delirious as you felt the knot build inside you. You screamed out his name as your orgasm washed over he was quick to follow suit.

Though it was a one night thing but it was worth it. After that night he had truly left you wondering how a nerd like him was so fit and strong and now you know why and if you had to put it quite plainly you were properly railed by spiderman last summer.

..........

"Sparring with you on my first day is it really necessary?" you quip

"You need to start from day one now C'mon give me your best shot" Nat stood defensively as you lunged towards her throwing a punch that she dodged without any effort before tripping you and causing you to fall on the ground. You groan in pain before pulling yourself back on your feet.

"Ow! that hurt"

"You really need to build up your lower body strength, start with some leg exercise today, do squats 3 sets 10 reps"

"Yes mam"

Peter was sparring with Sam, the moment you walked in that sports bra and skin tight pants he knew he was gone, his eyes frequently drifting away to you as he watched you work out squatting in those skin tight yoga pants which just perfectly defined your plump round ass.

"Yo Parker! Eyes here"

"Yeah, yeah sorry" Peter stutters as he feels his face heating up.

After you finished your set of workout you went to grab your water bottle. Peter's eyes were transfixed on you the whole time as he noticed a little bit of the water drizzled down the corner of your mouth trailing down to your chest just between your perfect cleavage. The only thing he could think of right now was to rip that sports bra off you and suck on to those perfect tits. You noticed your secret admirer through the glass as you sent a playful wink his way. Peter choked on his spit, turning away flustered as if a deer caught in the headlights. You turned around lazily walking towards him.

"You know I'm not a psychic so if you got something to say just say instead of staring at me like a creep" you quip.

"Wha-what do I have to say to you?" He stutters.

"I don't know, maybe hey how are you? It's been a long time" you half shrug.

"Uhh…''

"OK my bad" you turn to leave Peter scrunches his face at how stupid it was of him.

''Umm Y/N!" he called you as you turned to face him again.

"Yeah?"

"It's good to see you again"

"Good to see you too Parker" you smiled.

A few days went by like this, both stealing glances at each other from time to time when you were present in the same room or during your missions a lot of unspoken words and emotions bubbling inside of you trying to come out. Peter couldn’t help but admire this new and powerful you. He never got the chance to talk to you after that night because you just vanished from his life and now he knows why.

..........

A new threat arrived from madame Hydra again when she seized the cube and shielded it in a dome of lethal gamma radiation. The team had already sorted out a plan to defeat her malicious plans and you were to play a big part in it.

"May I come in?" You knocked at Peter’s door. He was busy on his computer as he turned to see you outside his room.

"Huh,yea-yeah sure" He says nervously. You smiled in return and walked into his room, eyes looking around.  

"Umm so Tony asked me to discuss with you the plan of how we are going to execute the whole infiltration thing to retrieve the cube which is shielded with gamma radiation’’ you showed him a holographic structure of the dome. ‘‘Anybody entering the dome will become an abomination. So you guys will distract them and I in the meantime will disintegrate the gamma dome so you can retrieve the cube" You looked up from the hologram to find Peter staring at you intently.

"What? Is anything wrong?"

"No-no, it’s absolutely fine" Peter fumbles

"Then what is it?"

"Jus-just still can’t believe that you are here and-and-"

"have super powers just like you which by the way was shocking for me too given that we knew each other for a while" You snicker, Peter smiles shaking his head.

"So how did this all happen?"

"Well a little misadventure with the quantum tunnel in the lab I got exposed to its energy and ta da! Now I make force fields as well as can go invisible"

"But now you can save the world"

"Yeah that's true" you chuckle "So how's blondie?" Peter stiffens at your question.

"Don't know, haven't been in contact for a while" He shrugs.

"Why what happened?"

"There were some differences so we parted ways"

"Oh I'm sorry" you place a hand on his gently

"Don't be" he smiles, eyes soft, gazing at you longingly as you gazed in his eyes too for how long you didn't know before you shook yourself from the daze clearing your throat.

"Uh I think I should go to my room now"

"Yeah-yeah sure" He stutters.

The tension between you was thickening at each passing day and soon it reached its breaking point. The other team members were out on a mission in which you weren’t required so you were now in the kitchen leaning on the counter with a nutella jar in your hand and a spoon in your mouth savoring on the delicacy when Peter walked in unannounced making you jump in fright.

"Oh god!" you gasped, surprising him even.

"Woah! relax it's just me"

"I thought you were Nat, jeez" you blew out your cheeks as he chuckles.

"Please don't tell her I'm not allowed to have this as per her new diet plan"

"My lips are sealed" He assures you with a playful smile as he goes to open the fridge and takes out the juice carton to drink. You poked your finger to swipe the nutella from the edges of the jar as you lick on to your fingers. Peter was following each and every movement of yours the way your eyes fluttered closed whilst you licked and sucked your fingers clean. He gulped as he felt heat rising in his body at your teasing gestures. Your fingers fell short to scoop the leftover at the bottom of the jar as you huffed in defeat. Peter stood in front of you as he gave out his hand

"May I?" You gave him the jar his long slender fingers easily reached the bottom of the jar as he scooped the cream on his two fingers and brought it to your lips. You stick out your tongue giving a kitten lick before wrapping your lips around his fingers. You hummed sucking his fingers a little deeper as you looked at him with big doe eyes. Peter groaned feeling himself harden at the mere sight of you sucking his fingers, a little moan escaped from your own mouth as you continued sucking, swirling your tongue around his fingers coating them with your saliva. You release his fingers with a pop, a trail of your saliva connecting your lips with his fingers.

He swiped his thumb on your plump lower lip eyes flickering between your eyes and lips. Your vision was clouded with lust and so was his as his lips came down to brush against yours. Both of you were breathing heavily as you grabbed his face and sealed your lips together. He slipped his tongue in your mouth, prying it open exploring it. Your hands go to grab on to his soft curls making him groan into the kiss. His hands trail down to your ass giving it a light squeeze through your shorts

"Oh missed this so much" He gasped, pulling away for some air.

"Does Mr Stark know that his young protégé isn't that innocent he looks like?" You bite your lip as one hand goes to palm his growing bulge through his sweatpants. He grips on to your wrist a cocky grin forming on his face.

"Maybe you need a little reminder of whose name you were screaming last summer"

"Then remind me Parker" your voice is challenging yet sultry. His eyes darkened as he threw you over his shoulder like a sack of potato and carried you to his room. He dropped you on the mattress whilst climbing on top of you whilst taking of his tshirt revealing his toned torso. You ran your hands through his muscular chest encircling them around his neck as you pulled him down, your lips meeting fervently as he grinded his hips to your clothed core.

"Mmmph Peter" you pull away after sometime

"What? Is something wrong?" He asks with concern in his eyes.

"No just lock the door, don't want others to come back and know about us do you?"

"Oh, yeah OK" he went to lock the door when a mischievous idea crossed your mind. You quickly stripped out of your clothes and got off the bed. Peter turned to see your clothes lying on the floor with no sign of you in the room.

"Y/N this is not funny!" He whined as your giggles could be heard in the room.

"Find me if you can spider boy" you giggled. Peter smirked accepting your challenge as he closed his eyes and focused his senses. He was able to hear you breathing and he swiftly moved to the direction pinning you against the wall. You squeal as your whole body slowly becomes visible to Peter.

"Gotcha!" he says pining both of your wrists against the wall.

"I’ll give you that spider boy" you smirk as you went to hold on to his face but were unable to move your hands when you noticed he had webbed your wrists to the wall.

"Parker!" You glared at him.

"Who's laughing now?" he chuckles as he brushes lips on the sensitive spot behind your ears making you shudder. He parts your legs placing his knee between them whilst he drags his lips down the column of your neck to your collar bones as you whimper at his touch. He trails further down to your exposed tits attacking your soft mounds with wet kisses before latching on to your hardened bud, rolling the other with his nimble fingers. He sucked and nipped on it as you moaned loudly. He pulled away gasping eyes dripping with lust as he went to kiss you passionately meanwhile his fingers brushed against your wet heat as you arch into his touch, making him smirk as he dips a finger and brings it to his mouth.

"Mmm tastes perfect just as I remember" He sucks his finger before continuing his journey further south slowly kneeling down. He hitches your leg over his shoulder as he looks at your soaking cunt hungrily. Two of his fingers spreads your slick folds as he licks a bold stripe drawing a loud moan out of you.

"Oh fuck!" he smirks before his thin lips wrap around your sensitive bud as he dips a finger inside your heat. He thrusted in and out of you with a steady pace swirling his tongue exploring more of your pussy. He added another digit pumping them in and out of your core as you squirmed above him. One of his hands held your thigh, keeping you in place. You wanted to touch him, tug on to his hair so badly as you struggled to free yourself from the restraints biting your lips hard as jolts of pleasure coursed through your body.

You felt a tight knot building inside you and as you were about to tip over the edge to your shock he pulled away.

"What the hell Peter!" you snapped at him with frustration at your ruined orgasm.

"With that attitude did you think I would let you cum?" He chuckles darkly, you whined in anguish and desperation as you rubbed your thighs to get yourself some relief. He stands up face glistening with your arousal, his hand reaches to cup your face.

"What happened pretty girl? You want to cum?"

"Yes please Peter" you gave him your best puppy eyes.

"Such a needy little thing aren't you?" He chuckles seeing you at his mercy.

"Only for you Peter"

"Well if you be a good girl maybe I’ll let you cum on my cock" saying so he quickly got rid of his sweatpants and boxers and lined himself to your dripping entrance. He kisses you roughly before slowly sliding inside you, stretching your walls deliciously.

"Ungh shit so tight!" He grunts lifting you up from the floor with his strong arms as you lock your ankles around his waist pulling him closer to you. He begins to pound into you making you see stars hitting your spot every time he bottomed out.

"Oh feels so good Peter" you moan.

"I know baby. You feel so snug and warm around me, so perfect, my beautiful angel" he showered praises whilst sucking the nape of your neck marking you up.

"Peter please let me touch you!" you begged him desperately. He finally complied to your request as his hand went up to your wrists and ripped off the webs. Once free your hands greedily go to grab on to his face and kiss him hungrily while he keeps on with his punishing pace.

He halts for a moment still inside you as he pulls you away from the wall and carries you to the bed and lays you down gently with him on top of you. He draws back his hips and slams back right in picking up the pace from where he just left.

"Peter…" you breathed out as you felt the knot growing inside you.

"Yes baby, you going to cum? I can feel you squeezing me real hard" Your back arched when he brought his thumb to your clit drawing tight circles around it coaxing you to fall over the edge. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you gripped on to his biceps nails digging into his skin. You were a moaning mess by now, the fire burning in the pit of your stomach made you feel like you would combust any minute

"That's it baby, give it to me" Peter encouraged you.

Your body convulsed as your orgasm came crashing down on you. Peter continued with his thrusts fucking you through your high as he chased his own. His movements grew sloppier and with a few more labored thrusts you felt him twitch as he came inside you his warm release coating your pulsating walls. Your body trembled with the aftershocks as Peter collapsed on top of you panting head buried in the crook of your neck as you both gasped for air completely exhausted. He pulled out after sometime, placing a gentle kiss on your shoulder he rolled over to your side. Peter gazed at your figure as he watched your bare chest rise up and down when his eyes went to the bruises on your skin courtesy of him as concern clouded his face.

"You okay?" he asks, rubbing soothing circles on the bruised areas. You turned to him gazing into his soft brown eyes.

"I'm more than okay" you breathed out smiling with content.

Though you thought once this sexual tension between you subsidized you would be able to think clearly. But you were wrong as now you couldn't keep your hands off each other for a second. From lingering teasing touches to sneaking away from the eyes of the senior avengers in the lab or a quickie while on the quinjet during a mission. You had become addicted to each other making you come back for more after each time. Still you guys never acknowledged the course of your relationship. It scared you both what if the other didn’t feel the same way so you were content with this current arrangement of yours.

"Oh shit we’re late!" you shrieked checking the time as you turned to meet with a sleeping Peter you took your time to admire him. He looks so sweet and peaceful you really wished you could wake up to this sight everyday. You nudged Peter to wake him from his sleep.

"Peter! Peter, wake up!"

"Ungh what is it?" he groaned pulling the covers over him.

"We are late for our training" he forced his eyes open

"Huh what? What’s the time?"

"It’s ten past seven already"

"Oh shit! Cap's gonna kill me" Peter hurries out of the bed stumbling as he got tangled in the bed sheets before running to the bathroom. You laugh at his antics as you sneaked out of his room to go back to your room.

You were busy sweating it out in the gym after getting an earful from both Cap and Nat for your lack of punctuality you heard Bucky saying

"Hey queens what's with all these red marks on your neck?" you swallowed hard as Peter’s eyes bulged out in fear of getting caught.

"Umm nothing-nothing it-it was a cat, that-that I saved yesterday" he spluttered. "that darn cat, heh" he chuckles nervously.

"Wait let me see" Sam joins in too "Looks like some really big cat" he laughs

"Seems like the kid here is getting some, who is this unlucky girl who fell for you" Bucky teased

"Shut up man! It's nothing like that" Peter shoved him with his elbow.

"Oh c'mon leave my young adult alone he's way too innocent for this" Tony intervened meanwhile heat rose to your face listening to their conversation. Natasha noticed you standing all flustered.

"So is something going on between you two?" she asks you directly

"Between who?" you frowned at her question.

"You and Peter"

"Nothing! we're just good friends" you shrug "He's not even my type" you clarified totally flustered with the whole ordeal. Natasha decided to let you go though she was still suspicious with you two.

.........

You were at the Hydra base the other avengers were busy fighting their whole army making it easier for you to reach the shielded dome. Tony and Banner had devised a plan to blast the shield off which will release a tremendous amount of energy that you will contain inside your forcefield. And as per the plan Tony blasted off the dome you created a forcefield immediately shielding everyone Peter noticed the discomfort you were facing to hold it.

"Y/N no! It's dangerous for you don't force yourself" concern laced in his voice

"I can do it, trust me" You gave all of your strength you had in your body creating a massive forcefield to contain the radiation from the blast but it was true you never did this on such a large scale and it was taking a toll on you. Your ears and nose started to bleed. Peter noticed that as he grabs you by your shoulders and tries to stop you from using more of your powers.

"Y/N stop it, you're getting weak" he was scared of losing you.

"No I can do this!" You assured him as you managed to diffuse the radiation inside the field, finally letting go. Your body was completely drained out, your vision blurring out as you collapsed unconscious.

"Y/N!" Peter was quick to catch you. You were immediately rushed to the med bay in the compound. Banner checked your vitals and everyone was relieved that you were fine but you needed a long bed rest to recover.

You woke up after how long you don't know but your body felt rejuvenated. You sit up to find Peter sitting beside you dozing in his sleep. Your slight movement woke him up.

"Oh Y/N! thank god you're finally awake" he sprung up to his feet "How are you feeling?"

"Refreshed to be honest"

"Never ever do something like that again or I swear I'll web your hands" he scolds you

"Hey it's okay, I'm OK. Come sit beside me" he sat beside you as you looped your fingers to his "See? I'm absolutely fine"

"You know how scared I was? You have been unconscious for twelve hours"

"You don't need to be so worried about me Pete"

"Yes I have to because-because.." he fumbled

"Because what Peter?"

"Because I love you Y/N!"

"What?" you couldn't believe your ears.

"Yes Y/N I love you and if anything happens to you I will be not able to forgive myself ever"

"Peter… " you cupped his face.

"I know you never had feelings for me but this the truth I love you…"

"Hey who said I never felt anything for you? You were all I could think of since last summer"

"For real?" Peter was finding it hard to believe that you actually liked him too.

"Yes you idiot, I love you too!" You pressed your lips to his. It was all soft and gentle at the beginning which pretty soon escalated into a more passionate one with teeth and tongue involved in it you got on his lap as his hands kneaded the soft skin of your ass.

"Hey Y/N! We heard you are awake-"  all the older avengers were stunned at the scene in front of them as you jumped away from each other in embarrassment. Steve was shaking his head in dismissal, Sam and Bucky had a huge grin plastered on their face while Tony was utterly shocked and amused. Nat was the first to speak up.

"Umm you seem to be doing quite well, we'll leave you two alone" she says clearing her throat.

"Aww I'm so happy for guys!" Wanda chirped before Nat dragged her away.

"Be safe kid" Tony added before leaving, adding more to your embarrassment. After everyone left you were the first one to speak up

"So how long have you been into me?"

"Since forever my love" he smirks tackling you down on your back, you squeal as he smothers you with kisses.

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Wait... somebody hold my pasta! Requets are opennnn! Bello, how are you?? I hope you are doing well!

I was wondering if I could ask for a Killer x Reader fic! I thought like, the reader is the new cook and Killer keeps hovering around like she's poisoning the food idk hahaha In reality, he just wants to be around, but doesn't know how to tell her.

Any special touches are so welcome! And please, take your time writing. I know you are swamped with requests and I'm not going anywhere haha Sorry for the gigantic ask!!

Thank you! Wishing you all the inspiration and love! 💙

Hello author san! Im happy to see you here in my box! This is my very first time writing for our favourite Pastaboy!! Im so excited to write for him. I hope its good and I hope you like it @holykillercake swan~~

MR. MASK

Pairing: Killer X Reader

Warning: none. Its Killer fluff!!

Word count: 2.3K

Likes/votes, comments, shares/reblogs are appreciated!

Summary : being the new cook of the Kidd pirates, comes with a very suspicious and also a curious mask dude.

"Yes. I know that and I added extra sugar for Kidd", you replied to the mask dude who was telling you, the official cook for the crew, how to make coffee for the captain.

"Just making sure", he said and started to make pasta.

"I could make it for you", you said.

"Its alright. I can do it myself. You can now go and serve the coffee to the gang", he replied without even looking at you.

'This jerk... why the hell is he like this?', you cursed under your breath and went to the rowdy gang. Mornings were the only time of the day, the assholes didn't drink.

"Heat! Wire! Wake up!!", you knocked the door and went inside. The roomies had a drowsy look on their faces. But ofcourse these two and Killer mostly stayed up guarding the ship.

Then you went to Kidds cabin and knocked once before entering.

"Captain, wake up", you said and carefully placed the hottest mug on the side of the night stand. He just grunted and turned. You knew, once Kidd woke up his drink would turn warm. So his was extra hot than others.

Once when a traitor was about to kill Kidd in his sleep, the first mate used the boiling hot coffee which was on the captains stand just in time. So... its not only a drink but also a weapon.

You quickly handed the rest of the crew, their mugs and went to the kitchen to brew the stew for the breakfast. Yes ofcourse it was wished by Kidd himself the day before.

You saw the first mate eating his pasta peacefully with his mask on. Before you were the cook, he cooked for the crew and this became his habbit to eat before the crew. He never removed his mask. Not once he revealed his face.

It would be a lie, if you said you weren't interested how he looked like and why he wore his mask always. But slowly you got used to him and his behaviour around you.

He always told you what to add and always asked what you were making. His special interest to the ingredients was weird. He looked at the ingredients and cut them for you everytime. As if you'd poison the food, if he wasn't around.

You were getting pissed by his actions day by day. You went to the stove and continued to stir the stew.

The breakfast was hectic with the rowdy crew and their massive appetite. You did feel someone staring at you once in a while. There would be 2 people if you felt like someone is staring at you. One being heat and other, the blond. Heat sat beside you, so you knew it wasnt him. And you made sure Heat could over come his shyness and ask you for food instead of staring.

You turned to look at Killer and yes, his mask was facing you. You shook your head and continued to eat the food.

And after a bit of training with Heat and Wire, you went to the kitchen to make lunch.

You got irritated when you saw the vegetables already cut. It was the work of Killer and you couldn't do anything but to sigh. You quickly started to mix the already cut veggies with the spices.

Making the Lunch was a bit peaceful. Because during this time, Killer and Kidd used to talk about some upcoming events and handled some paperwork. Sometimes they would build machines or new types of weapons.

The dinner was again a bit difficult. You could cut the vegetables this time but, he'd come to the kitchen and ask you what you were making. Sometimes he used to read books during this time. Sometimes it felt weird if... he wasn't in the kitchen.

Just like everyday after dinner, you now sat in the kitchen alone and looked at the new recipes, thinking what to make tomorrow. And like a routine, Heat came towards the Kitchen and stared at you for a few seconds before calling you.

"Hey.. Y/N", you immediately looked at him and knew what he was about to say. So you got up and went towards the fridge.

"Can I have any leftover dessert you made today", he asked as you closed the door with the dessert in your hands.

Walking towards him you placed the food before him and sat opposite to him.

He smiled happily and took a bite of the dessert and started to eat it with delight.

Yes you loved to see people enjoy the food you make. So you always made sure to save a portion for him.

You decided to ask Heat the question you had for months.

"Heat, can I ask you something"

He swallowed the dessert in his mouth and nodded.

"So... its actually about Killer", you said. Heat curiously leaned over to listen to you.

So, actually.. i feel like he is really suspicious of whatever I do and its really bothering me", you said before closing the cook book and sitting straight.

"How can he be so suspicious even after I am here for more than 4 months. I mean, if he has any problem with me, he needs to tell me right. What should I do? ", you ended with an ask and looked at him curious eyes.

He took another bite of the dessert and started to think carefully.

Finally he answered by saying, "I am pretty sure Killer is not doubting you. Maybe its better if you ask him"

"Why do you think its not the case?"

"Well, if it was... you wouldn't be alive. Its as simple as that."

'Damn that makes perfect sense. Why didn't I think like that', you mentally facepalmed yourself.

"Y/N, I believe there is something else. Why not just ask him", he suggested taking another bite.

"Yeah... thanks", you smiled at him and leaned back into your chair as you continued, "ill do that"

But ofcourse. It wasn't that easy to ask Killer. So a few days passed and one evening, the crew reached an island.

After docking, Kidd wanted to get drunk and fight other drunkards in the bar. Thinking it was a good chance to slip out of the place. The island was beautiful and the stars started to twinkle in the sky.

You walked aimlessly in the streets, which were a bit dark but still were beautiful. You didn't have to be scared. You are strong. One of the Kidd pirates. The one who always trains with the super soldiers heat and wire.

Then a park caught your attention. Walking in it you saw a slide.

'Ha... memories', you thought as you walked towards it.

The next thing you knew was you climbing up on the slide. You were ready to slide down it then you noticed the mask staring at you. You didn't know what to do. Your mind was blocked with the embarrassment. Still you slid down. Oh my... the 2 seconds slide was definitely awkward.

Both of you were so silent and just kept staring at eachother, with a blank expression.

You swore you could see his shoulders shaking. Was he... trying to hold back his laughter?

"What is so funny?", you asked with your cheeks flushed pink.

Damn he turned to another side to avoid looking at you, while he still tried to hold his laugh.

"I.. I just felt like... playing because its been a while", you tried to explain yourself while folding your arms. Then he slowly turned to look at you.

"I... didn't ask you anything", he said folding his arms.

"Tsk... why did you come here anyway?", you asked but you didn't receive any answer. You started to walk towards the swing now. He quietly followed you a few steps behind. Well you got caught so, there is no reason to hide or sacrifice the urge to play.

You sat on the swing and looked at him slowly coming towards you.

"Killer! Push the swing up high", you asked.. more like ordered.

He stood behind you in a blink of an eye and pushed the swing forward. It had been so long since you played like this.

The cool breeze felt so good. You chuckled as soon as he pushed you a bit higher. Oh how it felt like music to his ears.

After a while you asked him to stop it. You tripped as you felt a bit dizzy after swinging for so long. Ofcourse Killer was there to make sure you didn't fall down. You tapped his shoulder and made him to sit on the swing.

"Now It's your turn", you declared.

"Woah, you don't have to", he said but you didn't care and pushed the swing forward. If Killer didn't have his mask on, you could've looked at how he blushed at your actions.

Then you suddenly thought about what Heat told you. You decided it was the correct time to ask him as it was neither awkward nor anyone interrupted you two.

"So, Killer I wanted to ask you something for a while now", you saw that Killer definitely flinched when you said it.

"Wh..what is it?", he replied trying to keep him as calm as ever.

"Do you not trust me?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, you are always in the kitchen, asking me what I was doing, what I was adding, what ingredients I was using. It feels like you don't trust me", you pushed him again but he stopped to swing, by placing his legs on the ground.

"Oh no! I do trust you. I never thought you'd misunderstand my actions", he said facing you. You gave him a confused expression for which, he turned away and sighed.

"I was... trying to help you", he mumbled.

Your cheeks turned red at his answer. Then everything made sense. The way he always tried to make you know what the crew liked. How he cut veggies and other items for you. How he made his own pasta to lessen your work.

'God damn it! Now that I think, Ofcourse he was helping me', you started to curse yourself inside.

"So... you didn't knew it", his faced down looking at the ground beneath him.

"Im sorry. Killer please forgive me", you crouched before him and looked up at his mask. 'Aww how sad he seemed now.

"I'm sorry I didn't notice that you were helping me", you said taking his hand in yours.

"Its alright. It might've been my fault. I am this weird looking mask dude. No wonder you got scared"

"No no Killer. Its not because of your mask. Its not your fault. It was my fault. You are calm and collected. You always analyse things before hand. You solve fights between the crew members. You always did help me. You were always around me and made sure I didn't feel uncomfortable. You are an amazing cook and a great partner", you ended saying it.

Well with the last part you got carried away and got real close to his mask. As if you were kissing his mask.

Oh damn. You pulled back but... you were damn fricking sure, you saw shiney light blue eyes.

"Thanks Y/N", he said getting up and as you both still held hands, he pulled you up.

He placed his other hand on your waist to make sure you had balence before letting you go. He waved to you and started to walk towards the exit.

For some reason, you felt like, you'd really miss something if you just let him go now. As if... you'd not see him like always. Your legs worked their way and now you were running behind Killer.

"Killer stop!", you said and he tuned back to look at you. You couldn't stop your legs and almost tackled him down. But he was way too strong for you to tackle him down. So now, his arms were supporting you. Again!

You almost died with embarrassment but... you had to tell him.

"I didn't hate it", you said but he didn't reply. More like he didn't even know what to reply. Or... he didnt even understand what you meant.

"I didn't hate when you helped me. Infact I... liked it. Thanks for helping me then and also from now on too. So please do stay with me", you ended the sentence with looking down at the ground. It was quiet for a while.

'The fuck... why did it sound like a-'

"Is this a confession?", he asked

Your cheeks turned red at his question.

"Ah- I... But...", you struggled to come with an answer then you noticed his shoulders shaking again.

"Idiot! Dont laugh!", you shoved him back and started to walk away.

"Hey wait. No one dared to shove me and walk away", he said and followed you. You smirked at that and continued to walk with your head up.

He then continued, "Well.... except for Kidd, when he is on his period"

This shit made you to crack up and you laughed.

"Damn Kidd would kill you", you said as you placed your hand in his and you two continued to talk. You felt so warm in your heart when you held Killers hand.

Maybe something was about to start between you two.

Meanwhile in the bar of the island.

"*Achoo* I hope I didn't catch a cold", Kidd said as he snatched a drink from another person and started to make a ruckus in the bar.

XOXOXOXO

I hope you enjoyed reading this story. I hope I made justice to my very first Killer fic. I enjoyed writing so much for Killer. He is a comfort charecter of mine after Sanji. I tried so much to get a good plot for Killer.

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Sexual Tension - What Are Friends For ? (chs)

Hyunsuk ; Sexual Tension - What Are Friends For ?

{ requested : I’m sorry if this isn’t what you wanted :(( I tried my best so I hope you like it - I’m not sure the sexual tension is obvious? I got a little carried away and it’s quite long haha <3 }

description : after you get back from a few months away studying, your friends welcome you home with a party - things soon get tense when you and hyunsuk realise those little "moments" you've always had are no longer so easy to resist

typ : smut, requested, long

pairing : dom!hyunsuk x fem!reader

rated : NSFW

warnings : chok!ng , oral!sex , dom!hyunsuk , sub!reader , rough!sex , unprotected!sex , cumming!inside , overst!mulat!on , pa!n / slight size!kink , dirty!talk

word count : 3k

Breathlessly falling down to the pillowed bench beside Hyunsuk, you smiled blissfully. Your head rested against the wooden back, lids fluttering shut with a soft murmur that drew the young man's attention down to your peaceful features.

     "Jihoon's house is pretty," you murmured.

Nodding, Hyunsuk surpressed a small laugh.

     "Are you drunk?" he teased.

     "No," you said firmly, opening one long-lashed lid, your mouth curling into a sweet smile, "are you?"

Hyunsuk shook his head, reaching out with one hand to lightly tap your chin.

     "Of course not," he purred, "I'm older, I can take my alcohol."

He glanced over at his younger friends, stumbling over one another with clearly too much to drink. Giggling quietly, you scooched a little closer to Hyunsuk, resting your head against his shoulder and reaching out to curl your fingers around the neck of a beer bottle perched in his palm.

     "I really missed you guys," you breathed, guiding his hand up to allow you to take a swig of the alcohol, "after so long away, I needed this catch up with all of you."

Rising the bottle to his own lips, Hyunsuk took a large gulp before nuzzling his cheek gently into your hair.

     "I missed you too."

You paused for a moment, before you turned your head up, pulling off just a little so their gazes could lock. You swallowed, feeling his warm breath tickle your skin, their faces practically touching they were held so close. Hyunsuk could feel your fingers lower, squeezing slightly into his thigh for support, and his throat went dry.

     Suddenly, you curled your hand through his, rising to your feet and tugging delicately at his arm.

     "Come dance with me," your soft voice urged, "please?"

Hyunsuk couldn't resist that smile, and he immediately allowed you to drag him up, following you further into the garden with a small grin. They joined a few of the others amongst a curtain of dim fairy lights, their fingers entwining as they began to slowly sway their bodies. Close, they were intimately brushing against each other's skin, holding their gaze as if nobody else could see them. As Hyunsuk guided your body around, you lowered his palms to your hips, feeling him press up against your back lightly. Your lids fluttered shut, tilting your head to the side as Hyunsuk's lips bowed to hover over your open neck. Teeth sinking into your tongue, you allowed him to wind his arms around your waist, pulling your closer as you danced. His breath was heavy in your ear, his jeans rubbing into your skirt's material, and your nails dragged slowly along his forearms. Their friends were too drunk to notice the pink flushing both of their faces, blind to the obvious bump beginning to ride beneath your skirt, while your grip dug into Hyunsuk's wrists. Both were relaxed against each other, swaying in perfect rhythm with their bodies and the music.

     "I really did miss you," Hyunsuk mumbled.

Lips falling open, your voice was cut short by Jihoon's loud call from across the garden.

     "Are you guys getting in the hot tub?"

Immediately, you tugged yourself from Hyunsuk's grip, lowering your eyes with a flustered laugh.

     "I will!"

Hyunsuk's lips twitched into a slight smirk, his dark eyes trained on your body as you strode towards the few guys about to lower into warm, bubbling water. Just as he was about to return to his beer, the sight of your dress falling to the floor sending shocks through his spine. He stilled, swallowing, throat so dry he could barely breath, watching you slide into the water beside Jihoon. Your skin quickly wet, he couldn't help but feel his body stiffen, especially when you laughed that sweet, happy giggle.

     "Hyunsuk," your voice calling his name brought pleasure through his veins, "are you joining?"

He could have sworn that a slight playful note danced on your tongue, and his eyes sparkled. How could he say no to you? He could still feel his limbs tingling from your body's friction a few moments before. With a nod, Hyunsuk reached down to curl his fingers beneath the hem of his shirt, dragging it up over his head with ease. Sat in hot tub, you felt your stomach erupt in a heat that was much hotter than the steam surrounding you. You bit your lip, gaze hovering from his stomach to the boxers poking out from beneath light denim jeans. Your heart stopped as the trousers dropped, stepping forward to haul himself down into the water opposite your stiff body.

     "You came prepared, huh?" Hyunsuk purred, reaching forward to pluck at one bikini strap.

     "Jihoon told me to," you tilted you head onto your shoulder.

     "Do you always do what Jihoon tells you?" his deep voice brought your  stomach into knots, and their friends beside them laughed.

     "Don't tease her," Jihoon tutted, before grinning, "but she does always do what I say."

Eyes rolling, you rose one hand to flick him on the forehead.

     "Gosh you're so annoying."

     "Look at this," Doyoung grinned, holding his phone at a safe distance from the water, "don't you think it's perfect for next week?"

Slowly pushing to the opposite side of the hot tub, you took a position beside Hyunsuk, leaning over him to study the screen.

     "That's so pretty," you breathed.

Hyunsuk sat up slightly to get a better look, his hand resting against your waist underwater.

     "I like it," he nodded.

Your lids fluttered shut for a second, falling back against the plastic, your heart beating so fast you were terrified they could hear it.

     While the others spoke, laughing and joking, you remained silent, your mind on Hyunsuk's skin to yours, unable to rid his touch from your waist no matter how hard you tried. Everytime he leant forward, cackling at a joke, his fingers fluttered over your thigh, and it would send your stomach flying.

     "I need a drink," you spoke softly, "do any of you want one?"

Glancing up, Hyunsuk met your eyes.

     "I'll come with," he purred, "I want another beer."

As he pulled himself over the side of the hot tub, he held out one hand with a smile. Taking his outstretched offer, you allowed him to tug you up and over - yanking so hard you stumbled to the floor, tripping into his chest so his arms were forced to hold you up and close. Chuckling, Hyunsuk glanced down, gliding his palm over your back.

     "Careful," he purred.

Regaining your balance, you offered him an annoyed sigh, walking off without a word towards Jihoon's home. You stepped into the kitchen, desperately attempting to calm your fast breaths, and yanked open the fridge door. Chewing your lip, you were barely concentrating on the contents, your mind on Hyunsuk's smile, his touch, his voice. It wasn't new, these moments between them, but after so many months away from him it felt harder to resist now.

     "Can't decide?" Hyunsuk's deep tone brought you to a tense stand still, your breath catching as you felt him press up behind you, leaning forward to pick up a can of beer. Pausing for a second, his lips hovered over your ear, his hips seeming to buck slightly, his wet skin sticking to yours.

     Suddenly flustered, you stepped from his figure, hastily shutting the fridge door and turning to wave a shaky hand. Hyunsuk's lips twitched, watching your body shiver.

     "Y-You should take one in for Jihoon too."

Cocking his head onto his shoulder, Hyunsuk slowly moved forward, his dark gaze forcing your back against the cold metal door. His free hand reached up, resting it beside your head before guiding his body closer and closer to yours. You could barely look him in the eye, your head bowed, eyes flickering as you attempted to remain fixed on the floor.

     "What's up baby?" he purred.

Baby. Your heart stopped, and after placing his beer onto the side, he lowered his head to find your gaze, a smirk plastered all over his sparkling features.

     "Feeling flustered, huh?"

     "H-Hyunsuk, I'm--"

     "Look at me," he demanded, pressing his thumb and forefinger into your chin, lightly forcing you to face him, "God, look at you so weak for me..."

     "Hyunsuk," your voice caught, your knees almost collapsing from under you.

Chuckling, Hyunsuk pulled tighter to your body, tilting his lips towards yours with a smile.

     "Don't you want it?" he whispered, "to taste me?"

And suddenly you couldn't resist anymore. An overwhelming, undeniable fire passed through your chest, and before you could think, your lips were moulding against his, your hands pressing to his cheeks as his palms slammed against your waist. Beginning to fondle your hips, he dropped his kiss down your neck, biting playfully at your skin while your grip entwined through his hair.

     "Th-The others..." you whimpered, "what if they see?"

     "They're too drunk," Hyunsuk said breathlessly, pausing for a second, "are you drunk?"

Upon the shake of your head, he sank your mouths together once again, his hips grinding slightly against yours.

     "You don't want to be seen?" he drawled, "then let's go somewhere more private."

You immediately nodded, allowing him to begin guiding you backwards, kiss still heavy, hands still tight on each other's wet skin. You staggered urgently through the house, stumbling up stairs and along corridors until Hyunsuk forced a door abruptly open.

     "I-Isn't this..." you mumbled against his lips, "J-Jihoon's room?"

Nodding hurriedly, Hyunsuk pushed the door shut with his foot, his palms straying to the clasp of your bikini.

     "What he doesn't know won't hurt him," he fumbled, allowing the garment to drop fastly to the carpet, "fuck I want you so badly."

Pressing his hand to your stomach, Hyunsuk pushed you heavily down onto the bed, hovering over you with dark eyes.

     "Open your mouth," he purred, reaching down to palm his cock beneath the cotton of his underwear. Breathing deep, your immediate obligation sent shivers down his spine, "take it out for me."

Your fingers shot up, guiding his underwear past his hips and allowing the item to drop to the floor. Gaze trained on his hard cock rubbing against his lower abdomen, you swallowed, slight fear sparking in your eyes for the heat that was about to come. Hyunsuk ran his fingers lightly over his shaft, guiding his tip to slap once, twice against your waiting tongue.

     "Such a good girl," he drawled, curling up your hair in one grip and driving his hips steadily forward. His cock slid further down your wet throat, the warmth engulging him until a whimpered gag sent vibrations through it's shaft. Starting slow, he guided your head along his cock, chest tightening with every muffled gag and moan. Suddenly he pressed one palm into the back of your head, the other yanking at your hair roughly, beginning to force your mouth faster up and down his twitching cock. It seemed to grow bigger, forcing you to open up wider, your eyes drooping as the tip of his cock slammed into the back of your throat. Spit was beginning to drip down your chin, just as Hyunsuk's hips started bucking into your mouth, fucking your face so hard you could feel your throat growing sore.

     Just as you felt Hyunsuk's cock throb against your tongue, he yanked your head roughly back, breathlessly gazing down at the spit encasing your lips.

     "Get up," he snarled.

You did as you were told, stumbling to your feet as quickly as he'd voiced the command. He ran his gaze over your breasts, lips twitching as he slid one palm over their sensitive skin, dragging his touch up to curl tightly around your neck.

     "Are you scared of what I'm going to do with you, princess?" Hyunsuk purred, "because you should be."

Your shaky eyes were hazy with arousal, completely giving in to the young man's dominance. You were weak before him, your body at his disposal.

     Hyunsuk spun you around, shoving you roughly against the wooden desk perching just left of the bed. His fingers were still tight on your neck, forcing your head back as he yanked the panties of your bikini down - allowing them to slide to your ankles. With a free hand, Hyunsuk grazed the tip of his cock over your wet pussy folds, grunting as your arousal dripped into him.

     "You're so fucking wet," he growled, lining his cock to your pussy so he could slide a few inches slowly in, "take it, angel, I know you can..."

Holding back a pained whine, your eyes screwed shut, as he drove his hips hard against your ass - forcing you to take every inch of his thick cock. He allowed you to adjust for a moment, keeping his thrusts slow and deep, until he felt your body relax into him. Immediately his hips snapped sharply, ramming his cock inside of you over and over again. He fell forward, sinking his teeth into your shoulder as he pounded into you, keeping your head held back with one firm hand. As his lips found your ear lobe, his tongue playing with it's flesh, you released the desperate moans that had been gradually bottled up. You couldn't stop the noises from falling, his cock tearing at your guts, your ass red with each abrupt snap of his hip.

     "What do you say, baby?" Hyunsuk grunted in your ear, "what do you say to me for fucking you this good, huh?"

Your eyes screwed shut, your stomach tightening desperately.

     "Th-Thank you," you whimpered.

     "Huh? I can't hear you, scream it for me..."

Your throat strained, crying out his name as the knots began to expand in your tight core. He could feel your walls tightening around his cock, driving his hips into you faster to make you collapse in a pathetic mess for him. Within seconds, pleasure heightened to inimaginable scores in your veins, your core erupting with orgasm as the knots fell weak.

     Hyunsuk didn't stop - one hand dropping to find your pussy, slipping two fingers between your twitching folds to immediately press against your clit. You gasped shakily, your back ready to give way as he rubbed violently at your clit, continuing to pound his dick into you.

     "H-Hyunsuk please," you begged, your nails scratching at the wood in a failed attempt to withstand his overstimulation.

     "No no, you can do it, you can take it princess," Hyunsuk breathed, "cum for me again, go on..."

Your limbs were shaking, your head was resting back against his shoulder, his lips dancing over your neck until your moans became silent, unable to make another noise. For the second time, even quicker, your stomach was squeezing with an intense pleasure, pounding against your chest until a euphoria shot to your brain, forcing your body to collapse weakly against the desk. Hyunsuk slowed to a stop, running his fingers through your hair before lightly tugging you back up against his chest.

     "Oh, we're not done yet."

He dragged you back, throwing you down onto Jihoon's bed with a dark smirk and lowering to crawl between your legs. Your pants were accompanied by a heaving chest, but as soon as Hyunsuk leant down to press his lips to yours, your nails shot up to sink into his shoulders, straying to the back of his neck and playing with the small, dark hairs dawning his skin. Reaching down, Hyunsuk took his throbbing cock in his palm, wetting it with your dripping arousal and pushing it once more into your sensitive pussy. You gasped, softly, through his kiss, feeling it slide in deep, and he smoothly hooked his arms beneath your knees, holding your thighs up against your own shaking body. Just like before, Hyunsuk found a slow, hard rhythm that bounced you against Jihoon's bed sheets, your hands dropping to sink into the silk as Hyunsuk rose from your lips. He watched your face contort desperately, the moans from your lips getting louder as his hips snapped harder, faster into your pussy. His pounds were painful enough to pleasure your entire body, stretching you out and slamming your guts until you could only think of cumming for the 3rd time that night. Hyunsuk's rhythm was growing irregular, his hips becoming messy, losing control as he began to feel his cock throb uncontrollably inside of you. Breathless, he reached up with one hand to squeeze into your cheeks, before dragging his palm across your lips to spread your spit over your face.

     "Fuck, what would the others say, huh? If they know you were being such a good little whore for me?"

     "H-Harder," you begged, "p-please."

Hyunsuk obliged, railing you so hard you were whimpering with every thrust. Your muscles were already beginning to ache, your core in a permanant state of dizzy pleasure, tightening almost as soon as he'd started. He was groaning loud now, falling down to bury his face in the crook of your neck - to concentrate on pounding down into you.

     "A-Ah, shit, I'm cu-ah-umming," Hyunsuk's voice cracked, his warm breath on your skin.

As he said the words, your entire body flushed with the 3rd orgasm, your head light with nothing but sheer pleasure. Your hands pressed into the back of his head, encouraging to cum - just as a million knots tightened in his stomach. He moaned, his teeth dragging across your neck.

     "That's it baby," he strained, "let them know how well I'm fucking you in here..."

Suddenly, he thrust one last, hard time, releasing a loud grunt as he unloaded his cum deep inside of you. Both lay panting for a moment, his cum dripping from your pussy, their bodies and legs entwined on their friend's silk bed sheets.

     "Th-Thank you," you whispered.

Hyunsuk's head lowered, dropping open mouthed kisses along your collarbone.

     "What are friends for, right?"

[bluexiao]

sorry if this lil scene was a bit weird since i'm not really good at writing but there's two angsty headcanons about aria here :(( but i hope this gives you a more in depth perspective of her character! :D btw the silvermist vibes hshshshh aria's hairstyle is similar to megumi tadokoro from food wars if you're curious haha just with dark aqua hair and sapphire blue eyes + dani and aria siblings conspiracy theory??? yasssjdjsjsj)

1. as a being created solely from an archon's tears and wind, aria does not own a heart unlike other people in her life. this fact makes her feel very anxious when people try to hug her... because she's scared they will notice that she doesn't have a heartbeat, so she always tries to avoid hugs to the best of her abilities.

2. she doesn't tell anyone but aria feels regretful when she thinks back to her origins as a being made to help venti recover from his loss... like a replacement, but she feels as if she's a replacement that couldn't even replace what she is meant to.

short drabble:

it was a night like every other. the lamps at the bar offered a warm atmosphere. a certain dark aqua-haired woman sat by the table, a young bard right beside her chugging his drink. "i... i'm..." the anemo archon cried out, but his cry was lost in the noises coming from other visitors at the bar.

"i'm sorry... hic! i missed you..." venti drunkenly slurred, aria could see his nose turn slightly red and his eyes welled with tears. he missed his old friend, she knew. how many times have she heard him cry? those tears that fell from his eyes were the same essences that formed her very being. aria was made from his grief, she was made to cover for his loss. his loss of his first friend... she knew, but could she really fill the void in venti's heart for his friend?

aria barely had a heart of her own. everytime she put a hand to her chest, there was nothing. only silence, not a single heartbeat, not a living heart. unlike venti's nor his friend's, they both had hearts that thumped... except for her. a silly thing to notice, she knew. but it made her realize that she's not the same. she's different from everyone else. she will never fit in.

aria was aware of the fact that she was created from venti's tears 100 years after the loss of his friend. she was to be a substitute to prevent the grief from overwhelming the anemo archon. but as time went on, she knew that she could never be able to fill the void in venti's heart like his first friend did. she didn't want to admit it, but she couldn't help but feel... a little distant from him.

aria almost didn't notice the trail of a single tear rushing down her cheek. she clenched her fist, since when has she been so vulnerable? the female scolded herself.

"ariaaaa, pour me a mug!"

her thoughts were interrupted by the sounds of venti hiccuping his drunkness away. it was a relief his mind was too overriden with alcohol he couldn't see the gleaming stain of a tear on her face properly. "you're drunk," aria let out a sigh before grabbing the empty mug in venti's hand away from him. she didn't want him to grow more unhinged the more mugs he chugged. it's a force of habit to chide him by now.

"ehe, but i wanna drink some more..." the drunk bard mumbled, his voice trailed off hazily and his eyes softly closed. he allowed his head fall onto the table, sleepiness taking over his whole body. he's asleep, the hints of a small smile miraculously cracked beneath the growing rain of tears on her face.

hey venti, she wanted to say. do you wish he was here instead? she wanted to ask. she knew the bard treasured his first friend more than anything. she wondered if she could ever mean the same to him... maybe, maybe not.

but the wind whisperer knew better. and so, she kept these thoughts buried in her non-existent heart. she knew that she had no one she could tell the to, not even venti.

that night at the bar beside her drunken friend-- no, master. that night where drunk patrons were muttering words they didn't remember. that night, she let the very same essence that she was created from trail down slowly from her eyes, and they tasted so bitter in her mouth. that night where her master was right beside her... yet for the first time in her life, she felt alone. truly alone in this world.

warning: spoiler? for venti’s storyline

AAAAAAA THIS IS SO???? SAD????? I FEEL SO SAD FOR ARIA I WANNA HUG ARIA RN😭😭😭😭 she has lived in the present world more than danielle honestly since dani woke up probably during the cataclysm (500 yrs ago) or so. she’s been asleep for a LONGGG time. I love these pls!!! Dani pls hug aria rn:((((( also idk if i’ll feel sad for venti or for aria come on

[gloynporslen]

#30 from general prompt list - maybe a platonic pairing?

Ah thank you so much for sending in so many prompts for me! I promise you I'm working on them all~ For now, we have this one that I hope you like 😊 I wasn't too sure which of the prompt lists you actually wanted so... I just tried to work them both in haha 💕 I hope you don't mind the platonic is Aria and Tina discussing romance 💕

Prompt(s): "Only you." & "Why is arson always your first answer?" (Prompt Lists #1 and #2)

Pairing: f!detective (Ariana Langford) X m!A (Adam du Mortain)

Note: This is essentially just two women (Aria and Tina) getting drunk and discussing Angst du Mortain's effect on Aria.

Alcohol is a thing here, so please don't read if you have issues with that - stay safe guys.

Additional Note: This is pure fanfic speculation rn because I have no idea how the queen Tina will actually react to Adam's angstyness or how deep Aria will "canonically" go into her heartache, but damn if she isn't close to thinking any confessions from him will be some kind of kidnapping/impersonation thing.

DISCLAIMER: Aria does not blame A for their distance, nor does she believe he owes her a relationship. She's just confused and hurt by the moments that truly make her feel there's something between them, only to have him back away. She's becoming more and more convinced that she's reading too far into things, and everytime he pulls away it reinforces that train of thought - and when others comment on seeing something between them it just confuses her more. She's slowly imploding and starting to pull away herself as it's not his fault she's got feelings for him and he's under no obligation to return those. The girl has her own issues to deal with, and her situation just makes things all the more stressful. She's allowed to have feelings, and allowed to express those feelings even if how she feels doesn't come across correctly. She's frustrated by her own feelings, that's all. Adam's not the only one with issues and trauma to work through. Neither she nor I hold any aggression towards A's process, nor do either of us believe he has an obligation for reciprocation (though let's also not forget this IS a love story and there ARE moments where A DOES express romantic emotions and I presume that will only continue as the series progresses).

(Sorry dear, I felt a lot of emotions and that I needed to make this statement)

Tagging (never a problem to add or remove your tags dears 💕): @lilyoffandoms  @smalltowndetective  @sosolenoo  @pearlsandsteel

Word Count: ~600

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"So I think you should set his car on fire."

Aria rolls her eyes at the suggestion. Empty glasses have piled up on the table between the two women; for once the majority not being Tina's doing.

"Why is arson always your first answer?"

Tina meets her unimpressed gaze with a dismissive overconfidence.

"Hey, if it works... then it works. And I think it would really send a message to Mr. I'm-from-the-1800s-and-never-progressed-my-ability-to-romance-a-woman-past-that."

Aria's laugh sounds far more like music to her ears than the dim tinny playing over the speakers.

"Actually," she responds, taking another swig of her drink, "he's from the 1100s, I think."

"Oh, so he's even more outdated with love than I thought! Good choice there, Ari."

Though she rolls her eyes, Tina can see the amused smile playing at the edges of her lips.

"His age has nothing to do with it," she protests.

Tina levels her with a hard stare over the rim of her glass, taking a sip with her brows raised as she gives a non-committal hum of disagreement.

"He's gone through a lot, Tina." Any hint of the amusement she had previously has vanished, to be replaced by the empty gloom Tina has quickly become far too used to seeing. She sadly swirls the whisky in her hand around, the ice clinking against the glass as she does. "It's actually pretty understandable that he'd be cautious with anything of this sort."

"Oh sweetie," she pushes a loose strand of hair behind Aria's ear, gaining a small smile she returns sympathetically. "There's cautious and then there's whatever the hell is going on between you two."

"That's the thing, Tina. There isn't anything going on between us." The hurt in her voice is palpable, the ever fracturing shards of her own hopes cutting deeper and deeper into her heart. "Nothing at all."

Tina sighs dramatically, attempting to inject a little lightness into their conversation despite her concern only growing stronger.

"Honestly, only you, Ari." She allows Aria the moment to raise her eyebrow in question before continuing teasingly. "Only you could have a veritafiable buffet of hunky vampires and choose the one who makes repression a personality trait."

Aria isn't as amused as Tina hoped she'd be.

"I'm just saying," she defends, putting down her glass just to hold her hands up in surrender. "You deserve a man who'll treat you right, not... drag you down like this."

Aria just huffs, blowing yet another displaced strand of hair out of her face before downing the remnants of whisky in her glass.

"The heart wants what the heart wants, and all that jazz, right? Just gotta keep 'em crossed"- she sarcastically holds up her crossed fingers -"that he'll man up and break mine properly sooner rather than later."

The fakeness of her finishing laugh almost hurts more than seeing her upset. Upon noticing her 'joke' didn't land, she deflates with a sigh.

"I'm going to get a refill."

She's a little wobbly on her feet, but quickly rights herself before heading over to see Chen. Tina sighs, cupping her hands over her mouth to yell.

"Get me another too! And at least consider the whole setting his stuff on fire thing while you're there."

The relief Aria's genuine laughter brings to Tina is short lived, her sad smile fading as she rearranges the empty glasses to clear a little space. As she subtly watches Aria placing their order she's left wondering how long it'll be before her friend finally breaks. Tina sighs as she taps the table in thought, questioning silently how she can actually help the situation... Or if she even can at all.

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Posting this on Aria's birthday (21.01.) almost feels a little mean and yet... 🤷‍♀️

Thank you very much if you’ve made it this far! I hope it wasn’t too much of a chore! Thank you, truly, for your time 💕

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[luvdsc]

hi miss cat sooooo i feel abit queasy rn?? idk so sTORY TIME :D i have this guy friend,,,, let's call him 'beer' (idk what to call him oKAy OHMYGOD) LMAO. his family and my family are pretty close but we only met personally in the beginning of last year since they moved here to my city and they didn't know anybody else in the area except me n my fam so not only did we helped them move in to their new place but we also helped them familiarize the area. and they would constantly go to our house and vice versa. me being anti social and introverted, i never really interacted with them much?? after eating i would just walk straight back to my room and lock myself up there until they're gone OR.... i would wait for them to leave so i could eat JKGFDJSDKS (i have social anxiety n interactions seem draining at times so i just avoid ppl i'm unfamiliar or uncomfy with ;-;). tURns out,,, we were the same age???? JDFKDKV me and 'beer' got close during my sister's bday party. it was just a small n intimate gathering (only like 5 ppl,, including me n my sis) nd he was invited. my sis was so drunk, we had to bring her up to her room and tuck her into bed,,, my sis friend was in the bathroom puking the night away JDFKSSJNK and the others were just either passed out drunk or just didnt wanna drink anymore. but there was so much drinks left and we didnt want to waste it, so me and 'beer' ended up tryna finish the cocktails that was made since it was such a waste to throw them out and since i was under the consumption of alcohol i became more outspoken and confident than i usually am JFVDSJKVDJK we had a couple drinks earlier so while we were abit tipsy and we looked like crazed people talking and giggling n shit,, we became close after that night. and from there, we became each other's designated "drinking buddies". IDK IF THATS AN ACTUAL THING BUT YEA :D LIEK, EVERYTIME WE DRINK LIKE WE'RE JUST ALWAYS TOGETHER, KINDA LIKE A DUO,, DRUNK PARTNERS IN CRIME OR WHATNOT JKDSKFFJV and we would even make bets on who's had more drinks or sumn. and as time went by, i noticed how he got alittle comfortable with me?? he'd try to like make advances or do some gentlemanly stuff (which he doesn't normally do around me??) at first i didn't rlly mind since he prob was tipsy or something. and then during new year’s,, as in when the clock struck 12 am,, he messaged me and confessed that he started harboring a crush on me and that he had feelings for me ;-; IDK WHAT TO REPLY SO I WAS LIKE: "HAHA U'RE PROB SHITFACED DRUNK RN,, GO TO SLEEP :)" and he was like: "nO IM SERIOUS, IHAVE FEELINGS 4 U, AND NO I DIDNT DRINK ANYTHING TODAY" KJFNXCSKJDVF I JUST LEFT HIM ON READ AFTER THAT CUS IDK WHAT TO DO?? HJSDNDFSKF ++ i'm not rlly into these kind of things and i just dont see him that way,,,, i'm the type wherein if i just don't see anything even just a teeny-tiny spark, it's just NO. + commitment scares me :( i just felt so scared n weirded out so after that i just started avoiding him :// there were times where his fam n him would stop by at our place so i literally just lock myself up in my room whenever they're there and wait til they left. but today, they came again and we all ate dinner together. i sat across him and he greeted me saying "hi". i can only offer him the most awkward smile cus i didn't wanna be rude to him infront of everybody. his sister literally squealed HJFDVKSJK and i think she knew what was going on LMAO. after eating, i went to the kitchen and i was just washing the dishes and he suddenly came in, he seemed so nervous i honestly felt bad :( and he was like tryna bring up the 'confession thing' but the tension was just so bad n awkward. and he was like,, "let me just wash the dishes" and i was like "nO, u're a guest just leave the dishes here and i'll wash) and we were just bickering back and fort having a banter of who's washing the dishes, but i just was so fed up i grabbed his plate and i washed it myself FJBKDNVSJF and he was like,, "we good?" im like"yea?? ig" KFDJNSS idk now it just feels weird, he's cool but i just dont rlly like

him that way and although i admire him for being honest with his feelings abt me, i just dont think we can hangout anymore like we used to. so yea im srry if this is so long holy shit im so sorry. i hope life been treating u well bub!! <33

bdudidkdnfjjdjd oh god, lovebug, this all sounds really awkward, and I totally get how you feel 🤧🤧 like when they say “we’re good?” it’s like that when you say that you’re fine but you’re not really fine meme fjjfkdkffkck 😀😀 because the friendship gets so awkward after that, and it sucks because you see him as a really good friend and really liked hanging out with each other but now feelings made everything weird and you’re never gonna be able to go back to how it was before because those feelings will always be on the back of your mind and the friendship is not the same and you eventually drift apart and god, it just really sucks to lose a friend /: it’s basically the eventual slow death of a friendship and it’s just so complicated and I’m sorry you have to go through that, honey bee ): I hope you’re able to work things out with him tho 💗 and thank you, honey bee !!!! Aside from this, I hope life has been treating you kindly as well, sweetpea 💕

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a study of souls | alex høgh andersen au

- masterlist

gif credit: @lol-haha-joke

Chapter three: Megan

Warnings: Languae, sexual content, mentions and using of drugs, mentions of a toxic relationships, grammar mistakes (english is not my first language)

The university had started a week ago and it has been quite light. That's why after finishing my turn at the bakery on saturday afternoon, I take a shower and I put on my pajamas, ready to get into bed and not leve until the next day.

Only at that moment I feel like the week has ended, and it feels like a relief. When I walked out of the university on friday I could let out a long sigh, perhaps proclaiming victory, my first week had ended.

  I didn't want my life to revolve around the man I fell in love with a year ago,  but when I walked through those halls and climbed those stairs again, I couldn't help but think of him. The nostalgia hit me instantly, but soon it became anguish and fear. Fear of crossing William on one of those halls, who used to work there. However, he seemed to keep his word, he doesn't work there anymore.

By friday, almost sure that he wasn't going to appear in that place, the feeling of anguish was almost nonexistent, I hope that during the course of the year it disappears completely.

I hear the annoying sound of my phone vibrating against the wood of the nightstand beside my bed. When I take my phone in my hands I see the name of my brother shining on the screen.

"Hi June, are you already in bed?" In a mocking tone, his voice fills the earphone.

"Hi Rory, are you already drunk?" I ask in the same tone of voice of his, but unlike me, Rory laughs.

"No, not yet. But it's saturday, I'm calling to verify if you are aware of the said event or if you are staying home tonight."

"Yes, I think I deserve it after this long week."

"No, you don't!" He snaps and I can almost imagine him squinting "You are coming with me tonight, to a party."

"Is there any possibility to say no?" I ask.

"No, not at all. It's at Alex's, he said "bring little June, if she wants to, I bet she want to" ,, He says, imitating Alex's accent. I couldn't deny that the guy who had been flirting with me last week crossed my mind more than once this week.

"So that's my name now?"I ask, avoiding the question just to annoy him.

"Come on, June. I'm trying to get you a social life here, you know?" He sounds irritated, which makes me laugh. I keep quiet as if I were thinking about it, but I already know that the answer is yes.

"Okay, I'll go, but only if after that, you bring me home"

"Right, I'll be there at midnight, then, is that okay?"

"Yes, of course."

I wait for him to say goodbye so I can say goodbye too, but the silence makes its presence in his line. I know what comes next.

"How was week, June?" He finally asks. It comes out of his mouth in a strange but familiar tone. It reminds me of our aunt Rose, grandma's sister. I can count more akward calls with her than times that she came to visit us, I remember, even now, how grandma used to force us to talk to her everytime Rose called when we were kids and I was ten and Rory fourteen. Rose asked "And how have you been in school? What has Lucy cooked for you today?" All unimportant questions, until it seemed she was about to say goodbye, she used to pause first and then, asked that question that Rory and I hated so much " How are you two doing in therapy?" Rory had sounded the same way, and I couldn't blame him, I knew he didn't know how to ask that kind of questions either. He wasn't talking about the university, he was talking about William.

"If your question is that if I've seen any asshole, the answer is no, not any that I'm familiar with." I hear him laughing, almost relieved "But it was alright, better than last year. The only thing that I can hope for this year is cycle full of routines."

"It always can get  worse." He warns me joking and makes me smile.

"You are right, but I hope not."

"It's alright, June. See you later, stay out of trouble."

"I'll try." I say and then I end the call.

When I open my closet, my mind travels directly to William and that upsets me. It makes me angry to think about him when I do something I stopped doing when I was with him, like spend hours preparing for a party and wear night clothes. I wonder if, when he wakes up every sunday beside his wife, thinks of me. Me and all those weekends that we spend in the apartment that he had in the center of town, I wonder if the same thing happens to him as it does to me when I see these  little things and I automatically think in every bad decision I made last year.

Anyway, I am again the same girl who cared a lot about what I was going to use the next day in class, although it was less intense, I was just as dumb. Alex's smile is projected in my mind when I think about what I'm going to wear at night and my stomach turns.

Is it lipstick too much? No, it's not! But the heels that I've always used that are hidden somewhere in my room, they do feel like too much. Preparing to go out always feels like too much for a person with too many doubts like me, and at the same time it feels like I'm not doing enough for my image. For my image, what image? THAT WAS RIDICULOUS. The more I thought about it, the more wrong the decisions I had made feel, suddenly, to stay at home sounded better than going out and expose myself to too many eyes of people I didn't know. But no, I wasn't going to do the same thing that I did last year, I'm twenty one, not sixty five, like grandma. I wasn't going to go to sleep at midnight on a saturday. So I decide on a black top with long sleeves and skinny jeans of the same color, I put on my converse and I wait sitting on the living room sofa until Rory arrives.

When I receive a text from him saying that he's outside, I leave the house closing the door behind me. I sit on the passenger seat and I say hi to him.

Rory talks about his job, at the car shop, talks about cars as if I understood, but I pretend to do it, like he does when I talk about the university.

"Is everyone going to be there?"

"Yes, otherwise I wouldn't go."

"Is Helena going too?" I ask with a curious tone in my voice.

"Yes, why?" He frowns but in the moment that he turns his head and looks at me, with raised brows and a smile on my face, he understands. He rolls his eyes, trying to hide a smile.

"Is it that I know you too well or that you are very obvious, Rory? I think both." Rory looks at me horrorized, with eyes as big as dishes and I burst into a laughter.

"Am I?" He asks and I shake my head.

"No, I'm kidding. I don't think you are obvious but if you are, what about it? I mean, sometimes it doesn't have to be a problem to demonstrate that you are into her. Because, to be honest, you are an attractive guy, If you show interest in her, maybe she will do the same.

"Do you think?" He asks, almost hopeful

"Yes, I think. Go with the flow, that's what they say."

"I hope they are right, then" He says, making me laugh, this time a little bit worried.

Rory parks in front of the bar and when we are both standing on the street, he stars talking about how I must not accept drinks from anyone, as if that wans't something I learned when I was fifteen years old . Since the thing with William happened, it seems that Rory sees me as a girl of fifteen years old again.

He pulls a bunch of keys from the pocket of his leather jacket and opens the door.

"Why do you have a copy of the keys of his house?"

"In case of emergencies." He answers.

"And why do you have one intead of, I don't know, his brother?"

"I'm pretty sure that his brother has a copy as well. Besides, I'm his best friend, if his brother is not available, I am."

He turns around and once the door is open, hurries up the stairs. I want to ask him if Alex exposes himself to "emergencies" frequently, and If it is like that, what kind of emergencies. But Rory doesn't give me the opportunity to continue the conversation, he gestures me with his hand to follow him upstairs. When we are at the top of the stairs, on the right is another door and from outside I can hear the trap music that was already heard from the street, but when Rory opens the door of Alex's house, it explodes.

The room is dark and the only lighting is the lights that come from outside from the large window of the room, but nobody seems to bother. Above our heads, there is a large cloud of smoke that extends throughout the room. There are people playing the console in front of the big tv hanging on the wall, people sitting on the floor, on the balcony. I see a large L-shaped sofa where Travis, Julia, Jack and Helena are sitting.

Rory takes off his jacket and asks me for mine, he tells me that he will leave them in Axel's room. I nod and make my way to my brother's friends, who greet me with a smile on their faces, I sit next to Julia, who seems to be already bored of the party.

"You came!" She says, smiling from ear to ear.

"Of course, I think I was invited."

"I'm glad you came" Says when she sees my brother approaching to Helena and say hi to everyone. She approaches to me to whisper in my ear: "Because Evangeline couldn't make it, and I knew that in the moment that Rory arrives, Helena would be all eyes for him." She winks at me, I laugh. "Sometimes you need a partner in Alex's parties." She says through gritted teeth, too close to my face, adding drama to her words. Suddenly, I feel someone sitting next to me and an arm surrounds my shoulders, making me turn towards the person beside me.

"Are they that bad?" Alex asks. A side smile appears on his face when I look at him in the eyes and and there he is, in a white tshirt, with slightly messy hair. His eyes are red, as well as his swollen lips, it seemed that he had bitted them several times. His face is a little better since the last time I saw him, but it is still a little bruised. Even with the poor lighting I can tell. "Hi Junie."

"Junie?" I ask laughing.

"No, I'm not Junie. I'm Alex." He says and lets out a giggle.

"He gets funny when he smokes weed." Julia explains to me and I nod.

"Yes, but nothing else" confirms me and raises his hands, As if he were declaring himself innocent.

"He means that it is the only thing that the joint makes to him" She explains again.

"It's okay, Julia. I'm pretty sure June doesn't need a stoner translator." Alex cuts Julia and she laughs.

"Oh, no. My role wasn't a stoner translator, but a translator of idiots " She finishes and I burst into a laughter.

"Yeah, I had that coming anyway." Alex accepts and Julia nods happily, but turns when Travis shows her a post on Instagram. "But ey, you came! I told Rory, bring June, I bet she will want to come, and now you are here. Did you pour yourself something to drink? " He starts tripping with his words, and I notice him more awake and hyperactive.

"No, but I'm okay."

"Well, how bad then. Because I told everyone that if they wanted to come, their entrance ticket was a bottle of something, but now I have too many bottles of alcohol in my kitchen."

"Oh, that must be a nightmare for a guy like you, isn't it?" I joke.

"For a guy like me?" He repeats my words, a little curious.

"Yeah, you look like a party guy." I explain myself and he nods.

"Oh, right. I personally don't think I'm a party guy. They said "Alex, you should throw a party." And I said no, but they said "yeah, you should." And I said okay, but only if everyone brings their own alcohol because I'm not going to give free drinks to anybody, and now everyone is here."

"They?" I ask.

"Ah, yes, my friends, other friends."

"Then I don't know if you are a party guy, but you are definitely someone easy to convince. "

"Only when I'm high, the rest of the time I'm a pretty intimidating guy."

"You haven't intimidated me." I tell him and he looks at me with that smile that looked arrogant, and at the same time, totally charming. It makes me shiver how charming it is.

"That's because I haven't started yet." He answers me and takes me off guard. I roll my eyes, when I really want to scream on the floor. "I should have told your brother that if you wanted to come, your entrance ticket was a cake, since you work at the bakery, because after what I smoked I will be hungry."

"I don't give cakes for free. If you want one, you should buy it."

"Then I should go to the bakery one of these day, of course, only if you are there."

"It would be a shame if you go and find my grandmother."

"So which days are you?" He asks and I look at him for a second. I was sure that telling him what days I worked at the bakery was pretty stupid, it meant that I wanted him to go and find me. And perhaps, also, it meant allowing him to think that I would be waiting for him to go. And although it sounded stupid, I did it anyway.

"Weekdays in the afternoon, sometimes I help on Saturdays."

"I must remember that, then."

And that smile appears on his face again.

Little by little I go into the conversation that everyone is having, it is a little difficult for me to deal with Travis's internal jokes, but Julia is quick to explain them to me, which I appreciate, she makes me smile. So far, there is nothing out of place, and everyone seems relaxed. Although for me, there comes a time of the night when the smoke of the place begins to suffocate me a little and I have to go outside to take a breath. I let Rory know and he nods.

There's two girls in the balcony when I go out, both of them are too into their own conversation to notice my presence. I rest my arms on the railing. The wind hits my face and I appreciate it, it's cold but for a moment, I don't care.

Again, for the second time tonight, I feel the presence of the owner of the house right next to me, imitating me, resting his arms on the railing. He doesn't say anything, just look straight ahead just like me.

"I remember the first time I smoked weed." I say suddenly and he turns to look at me.

"Did that stay in your mind?" He asks and I shake my head.

"No, I'm just saying that to fill the silence." He laughs, turning his body a little towards me, I keep looking straight ahead.

"And was it good?"

"No, it was boring and when the effect was gone, I was too sleepy... I slept a lot that night" I answer "I remember that the effect hit different to my friends, they laughed a lot, it was fun. I didn't feel that until the third or fourth time, but I always end up more sleepy than anybody." I turn to see him "I suppose that for you it's different."

"I suppose, yeah." He smiles "For me, it makes everything a little bit chill in these kind of places. The rest of the time I don't need it. " He says and I want to ask him why he needs it in these places, but I don't dare to do it. He remains silent for a few seconds before speaking again. "Can I ask you a question?" I nod, a little doubtful, but he smiles again. "Why is Rory always so willing to take you everywhere?" he asks and I laugh loudly.

"I thought you invited me," I say in a smile.

"Yeah I did. Don't think I didn't. But it seems  a little strange to me that he wants to take his little sister everywhere with him, especially when he flirts with Helena all the time, doesn't he?" He raises his brows and I smile at the thought that everyone knows about Rory liking Helena.

"Yes, I know, I understand the confusion. Actually, he told me today, he wants me to have a social life again, that's what he said." I explain to him and he nods, a little bit confused yet.

"Again?" He repeats curious.

"Ah yes, again. Before New York, the university and everything, my social life was reduced to nothing. I could do it on my own, but he decides to speed up the process, I guess. "

"So he is doing well," he tells me "I mean, the guys like you. And me too, especially me." Our eyes meet, but I squint.

"You are an..." I start saying.

"I know, I know" He interrupts "you don't need to say it" I roll my eyes when I see how an arrogant smile makes its presence on his face. He rights himself. "You are pretty today." He murmurs and I sigh.

"There you go again."

"No, no, I mean it. You are pretty today." Somehow, he makes me smile. He sounds genuine, not like flirting or playing, which takes me out of balance for a second, maybe that's why I can feel my face burning right now, but the thing that horrifies me the most is that he can see it as well.

"Thanks, I guess" I manage to answer, totally embarrassed. A cruel little voice in my head tell me that that hour that I spent repairing myself worth it.

When we come back in, I sit back in the same place and Alex does the same. I look around the room, my gaze stops at a blonde girl, who stares at me, as if she throws knives at me with her eyes. Suddenly, she begins to approach while staring at me, I don't take my eyes off her, I frown, wondering if she has confused me with someone else or she is just high.

I realize that any of my two assumptions are incorrect when she is close enough to me, at the moment when without prior notice she sits on Alex's lap and plants a loud, red kiss on his cheek.

"I haven't seen you all night." She says to him and suddenly, I feel out of place, because Alex knows that I am and the girl who's sitting on him for sure knows it too.

I stare at Julia, who rolls her eyes and grabs my arm so I can get close to her and get away from Alex and his blonde girl. Then, she whispers "Her name is Megan." She explains and I understand the situation now. I whisper to her what Rory and Helena had told me about this girl, Megan, and how Alex got into a fight for her. I haven't seen her all night, but if I was being honest, I didn't pay attention to anybody since I arrived.

Alex and she begin to have, what it seems, a slight discussion. She seems to want to raise her voice but he asks her to calm down, and the only thing I get to hear is him telling her that this isn't a place for discussions. I don't want to keep listening, so I get up and go to the kitchen for something to drink.

I look at the kitchen counter and all the bottles of alcohol, not knowing very well what to do with all of that. After a few minutes, I decide to open a beer and serve it in one of the disposable cups that are there.

A pointed finger touches my back, causing me to turn suddenly. It surprises me when I see the same girl who was sitting on Alex a few minutes ago is right in front of me, looking at me with an almost friendly smile, almost. She is taller than me, and certainly more beautiful. I would never have wear that tight black dress that she was wearing. She has a smile who could kill anybody, and a body too. When such a girl stood right in front of you, it was impossible not to get a little jealous.

"Hello" She says slowly. I look at her for a few seconds before answering.

"Hello?" The insecurity sneaks into my voice and I have to clear my throat.

"I am Megan, you must be June." Megan introduces herself and I nod, I don't know why.

"Yeah, that's me. Do we know each other?" I know immediately that the words that have come out of my mouth sound a bit hostile, but she doesn't flinch.

"No, but I have a feeling we're going to" He explains to me and I want to laugh because of the nerves caused by the conversation, I have always laughed when I feel nervous. I immediately remember Rory saying that he doesn't like Megan, and that nobody likes her, not even Alex's brother.

"And why is that?" I ask curious.

"Well, you are Rory's brother, aren't you?" She asks and I nod -again- "And Rory is Alex's best friend, and, if you didn't know, I'm Alex's favourite girl, so, do the math."

What she says reminds me exactly at that moment of last week, in which Alex felt the need to clarify that he had no girlfriend, and I supposed that Megan knew that. It was not very difficult to realize what kind of relationship they had.

"Can I ask you a question?" The tone she uses in her voice does not go unnoticed, I look at her as if I could read her mind to know what she is thinking right now.

"This is the second time tonight that someone asks me that question, so yes, I guess," I answer and she laughs.

"Do you like him? Alex, I mean," I open my eyes wide, but she looks at me almost amused, which is chilling. What does she expect me to say?

"What?" is the only thing I can say, Megan lets out a little giggle.

"If you like him." Asks again "Look, I'm not dumb, I've been looking at you, my friends too." She starts to explain and I shake my head.

"I met Alex a week ago, I don't know what you are talking about." I answer with a frown. Her question seems out of place, since I haven't known her for more than twenty minutes, but she keeps smiling the same way.

"That didn't sound like a no."

"That sounded like an I met him a week ago, I don't know him."

"So the fact that you have been looking at him all night at all times is pure chance? I'm gonna tell you again, June, I'm not stupid." The hostile tone sneaks into his voice and she no longer looks at me in the same sweet way as she did when she introduced herself, on the contrary.

"I don't understand the point of this conversation." I interrupt her and she takes a step towards to me, trying to intimidate me, but it makes me laugh, and no because I'm nervous, laughter of actual amusement. How is it that she could feel threatened by me?

"The point of this conversation is that you should know your place, June. That's the point, I'm trying to be kind, it's almost my duty to inform you, stay in your lane" She is no longer nice, she is almost angry, irritated by me.

"Is that a threat, Megan? Are we still in high school?" I raise my hand and push her away, returning her to the same distance she was before.

"Take it as you like" she says ignoring my question "As long as it is clear to you"

She ends and stares at me, with an arrogant look, as if she expected me to leave so she can have the last word. I was never the type of girl who fights for boys, and although she seemed to be used to it, I wasn't going to start now.

"No, in fact it wasn't clear to me, Megan, tell me if I understand it;" I begin to say when she seems to be convinced that I won't contradict her at all. "you, who have a very close relationship with Alex, come to ask me, someone totally oblivious to that relationship, to know my place. What I believe, Megan, is that if he and you have such a relationship, both should know your place, not me. Alex and you."

Before she could answer something, even make a face, I surround her and leave the kitchen, feeling a little lost where to go. I didn't want to tell Rory that this girl, Megan, had irritated me and that I wanted to go, it was ridiculous. But I also didn't want to stay and have to put up with her looking at me all night as if she was about to kill me. Maybe it is a bit of a coward of me to run out of the situation, but it is not very smart to stay there either.

I approached Rory, trying to hide the bad face I had, the last thing I wanted was a scandal and look like a fool. So I leaned to where he was sitting and whispered in his ear that I felt bad, if he could take me home.

"Already?" He asks and at that moment I couldn't hide my bad face.

"Yes, already. I have girl problems." I lie, because it is the only way Rory would understand it, or not, but he wouldn't ask about it.

"Well," He says simply "Go for your jacket and I'll wait for you outside." He gets up from his seat and looks for his car keys in the pocket of his pants. I turn around and head to where I remembered Alex's room is. I go in and close the door behind me. There is a king size bed in the middle of the room and above them, lots of coats of every colors; It is going to take a second to find mine. On the two sides of the bed are two small drawers, with a lamp in each one of them.

I don't stop to observe the place much, the sooner I leave, the better. I walk to the bed and start to dig through all the black jackets I find, none is mine. I hear the door open and slam shut, I get scared, startling.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you" I hear Alex's voice, less altered than I had found him when I arrived. I nod, I don't even try to say that it's alright because it's not. "Are you already leaving?"

"Oh yeah. I think I was kicked out," I answer as I continue searching through the coats.

"What?" I hear him confused, I stop what I am doing to look at him. He frowns, waiting for me to answer.

"Your girlfriend" I answer with determination, I don't even know why I do it, I know she isn't, but I'm so upset that that's the only thing that comes out of my mouth. "She introduced herself, She said something like, nice to meet you, I hope to see you around but not really, you know, she even threatened me a little." the anger is noticeable in my voice and in the way I spit the words one after the other, that seems to take him out of balance.

"Megan?" It's all he says. I stir again between the coats.

"Oh yes, her." I say, and just in time I find my jacket among many others. I put it on and I face him "I didn't come here to be treated in such a way Alex, I shouldn't be dealing with girls like her just because you don't clear things up"

I head towards the door and he follows me with his gaze, unable to say anything about it, with worried eyes. He turns when I put my hand on the door handle.

"Thanks for the invitation, Alex. But I don't like being in places where I'm not really welcome," I say and then leave the room without giving him the opportunity to say anything.