#hi everyone please ignore everything about this and appreciate the girl <3

[jeonginslut]

┊NOW OUT. two boyfriends dress them up like twins. (psh x afab!reader x kjw)

┊synopsis. youre the head basketball cheerleader at your university and just so happen to be hooking up with the captain of the basketball team, yang jungwon. you may also be hooking up with the co-captain and jungwon’s best friend, sunghoon. what’s the worst that could happen?

┊WORD COUNT. 7.6k

┊WARNING. MINORS DNI. 18+. smut.. porn little plot. reader is messy as fuck. jungwon is also messy. isa is mentioned just for some plot building. p in v, squirting, protected sex (yay), unprotected sex (not yay), face fucking, swallowing, fingering (f. rec) , oral (f&m rec.), threesome, cumming inside, sorta some angst. i think that’s everything!

┊authors note. WOWWW after 5 months, i finally finished and posted this! i’m so sorry for such a delay on this, but i wanted to make sure i put my best into it! i will be working on the next installment of this fic soon! it will definitely not take me five months to post! should i do it in chronological order or who would you guys like to read about next? it’s been a long time since i’ve written a smut fic, so hopefully this is up to your standards! likes & reblogs are appreciated! my asks are also open so please send me some! thank you!!!

┊taglist! @strawberrywonz @denleave1088 @sunjaywoning @having-an-internal-crisis-rn @sjakewrld @lovewonkiki @rikisly @forrds

You loved game days. You loved how everyone would buzz with excitement, how you got to dress up, how many eyes would be on you. Everyone knew who they came to watch, and it wasn’t the basketball team.

Even the team knew it, their eyes lingering a moment too long instead of focusing on the court.

Especially when the captain, Jungwon, would noticeably bite his lip and miss the basketball flying at his head. That was a moment for the books, especially because it was his co-captain Sunghoon. You basked in the attention.

You giggled to yourself at the memory as you adjusted your red bow to sit comfortable at the top of your head.

As you were about to apply your lip gloss, your phone buzzed once, then twice, then three times. You were going to yell at your phone in annoyance, but quickly changed your demeanor when you saw who it was.

wonnie 🎀: hey pretty girl

wonnie 🎀: will i be seeing you tonight?

wonnie 🎀: you ditched me after the last game, i think you should make it up to me?

Instead of replying, you left him on seen. He thinks you owe him because you “ditched” him?

Jungwon is many things, but he is not a fool. He knew that you didn’t ditch him, you just weren’t going to wait around while he felt up one of the other cheerleaders.

So if he considers you ignoring his phone calls and texts asking where you are, or “please pick up angel” ditching him, sure.

You weren’t making it up to him though, that’s for damn sure. However, you’re sure it would be fun to fuck with his head.

y/n 🌷: okay :).

y/n 🌷: i’ll see you after the game.

Your message was almost read immediately, but you quickly closed out of it, not wanting to give him any satisfaction of you waiting for a reply.

Instead, you clicked out of his name, muted his messages, and scrolled to the one you really wanted to see tonight.

y/n: are you busy after the game?

Within seconds, a reply came through.

BEST DICK EVER: for you? never.

y/n: perfect <3. meet at my place?

🤍

The moment the game was over, you felt relief take over your entire body. It was a rough game, and unfortunately your team lost by a plethora of points.

They looked sad, and as hard as you tried to keep cheering them on, even your spirits were slightly crushed.

So as soon as the final buzzer rang and the players went back to their respective locker rooms, you booked it to the parking lot.

There was only so much time you had to get ready, and you couldn’t waste even a moment. Your teammates noticed your quick exit, but decided not to comment on it, towards you at least.

You would have to send out a group message later to explain yourself later, but for now, your mind was set on getting ready for your company.

The first call came in as you were turning into your apartment building, and you decided to let it ring. Maybe Jungwon would think you fell asleep, but you both knew better than that.

The second call came in as you unlocked your door, and this time you decided to answer.

“What?” You asked in an annoyed tone, “I didn’t answer for a reason.”

“Where are you?” Jungwon replied in an even more annoyed tone, “I don’t see you.”

“Because I’m not there,” You threw your keys onto the table and removed your white tennis shoes before walking towards your bedroom, “I have plans.”

“Yeah, I know,” He bit back, “With me.”

“Oh no,”

“What?”

You tried to stifle your laugh at his reaction, “Oh, so you weren’t too busy feeling up Isa to notice that I left?”

Jungwon groaned into the phone, “Get over that y/n, it’s not like we exclusively fuck.”

“Last time I checked, you were begging to see me after that game, begging me to let you hit because you, in your words, couldn’t wait to feel how tight I am around you, couldn’t wait to make me come undone your fingers because I looked so hot cheering for you,” You spat back, “I don’t remember you telling me you meant to send that to her.”

“She approached me, and plus, I tried to call you later that night,”

“I don’t want her sloppy seconds,” You cut him off, “So let’s try this again next week.”

You hung up the phone and threw it on your bed, anger boiling inside, who the fuck did Jungwon think he was? You are nobody’s second option.

Instead of dwelling on Jungwon, you carefully removed your cheer uniform, hanging it up in the closet and removing the bow from your head.

You could not wait to get the tight ponytail out and let your curls breathe before they get ruined in other ways.

Ping!

Again, your phone went off, and you knew it wasn’t Jungwon, he was still muted from earlier. A small smile plastered on your face, and quickly dropped because you were not ready.

You stood in nothing but the team branded sports bra and your safety shorts, but fuck, it didn’t matter. It’s not like they would be on for too long anyway.

BEST DICK EVER: i’m here angel

Quickly, you went to open the door and practically swung it open.

There stood none other than Park Sunghoon. His dark hair was damp from the shower he must’ve taken at the facility, and there was an unreadable glint in his eyes.

“Well, are you going to invite me in or just stare at my arms?”

You scoffed, “Was not.”

You shifted to the left to let him in, eyes lingering on how defined his chest and arms look in that confining white tee.

“Maybe a little,” You admit as he takes his shoes off and makes his way to your couch, “Or a lot.”

Sunghoon took his place on the couch, looking at you expectantly as you made your way to stand between his legs.

“Missed you,” His hands came up to hold your hips, “You did great tonight.”

“Did great or looked great?”

A laugh escaped his lips and his thumb began stroking your hip bone, “Can’t it be both?”

You closed your eyes, basking in his touch for a moment before he pulled you down to straddle his thighs, “You did great tonight too, Hoon. You always do.”

He stared at your features, taking you in as you looked at, biting your lip ever so slightly.

“So,” He broke the silence, hand traveling to the small of your back, “Are you going to let me eat it?”

You hummed in thought, “Maybe,” Your hands went up to his shoulders, fingers gracefully skimming over his silver chain, “Only if you let me wear this.”

He cocked his eyebrow, intrigued nonetheless, “You wear all of your sneaky links chains?”

“Maybe,” You shrugged, “But that doesn’t matter, I wanna wear yours.”

“What my pretty girl wants, Sunghoon removed his hands from your thighs to unclasp his necklace, “She gets.”

Sunghoon brought it around your neck, watching it lay between your tits, “And damn do you look good in Tiffany.”

Your face flushed, at a loss for words as Sunghoon moved you to lay back on the couch and he was now sitting between your legs, “You look so pretty wearing my chain, I bet you look even better wearing just that .”

His hands moved up to your sports bra, fingers dancing over your nipples before sliding them under the hem.

The contract made you gasp, his lithe fingers were cold against your nipples. Sunghoon pushed your bra up until your tits were on full display, bringing one of your nipples to your mouth.

Your fingers dug into his shoulders, small moans leaving your mouth at the contact.

Sunghoon began to kiss down your stomach, hands still rolling your nipples around in his nimble fingers. Once he reached your safety shorts, he looked up at you with a lustful look.

He took the thin fabric between his teeth, pulling it down slowly, exposing your glistening cunt to his hungry eyes. His fingers hooking underneath the fabric to pull them down your legs.

Sunghoon stared at you, his hand caressing your right thigh as he lifted your left thigh to rest on his shoulder.

“I fucking love this cunt,” His sweet tone dripped like honey, “You get so wet for me so easily baby, I’ve never seen such a more perfect cunt.”

You let out a sigh, unsure what to say, but you didn’t have to say anything. Sunghoon used two fingers to spread you before laying his tongue flat against your core.

His free hand held your leg in place as he started kitten licking at your clit. Your hands came to grip his hair, tugging at it gently.

“Hoon,” You whimper as he flickers his tongue against your clit, “Feels good.”

He grinned up at you, pushing two fingers into your cunt as he continued swirling his tongue around your clit. Sunghoon’s fingers were going at a brutal pace, causing broken moans to leave your lips and legs shake underneath his grip.

“Hoon, I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that," Your grip tightening on his hair.

"Make a mess all over my face, baby." Sunghoon said, not slowing the pace of his fingers, "Show me how good I make you feel."

With Sunghoon's praise, you let the knot in your stomach finally let go. Your orgasm hit you harshly and all you could do was moan Sunghoon's name and rut your hips against his lips.

His tongue or fingers didn't stop, lapping up the mess from your orgasm. The overstimulation felt too good, and you could feel your hips chasing after his fingers.

Sunghoon pulled his fingers and sat up, looking down at you.

And what a site to behold.

His hair was disheveled from your pulling and lips were shining with your wetness.

“You think I’d let you cum again on just my fingers?” He asked, hands trailing up to pinch your nipples, “Baby, I’m not done with you quite yet.”

Sunghoon brought his hands to your hips, flipping you onto your stomach. He forced your hips up, “Come on baby, arch for me.”

You complied, sitting up on your knees and leaning forward. All of your weight was on your palms, and arched your back the way Sunghoon wanted. You could hear rustling behind you before his hand came back to hold your hip.

“Think you can handle it?” He leaned down, his bare chest pressed against your back.

A scoff left your lips, “More than capable, but do you think you can handle this?”

“Mm, I don’t know” Sunghoon whispered, kissing down your back before pushing into you, “Definitely the best pussy I’ve ever had.”

You pushed your hips back against him, moaning at the stretch of his cock, “Definitely the best dick I’ve ever had.”

Sunghoon gave you a moment to adjust before fucking you back onto his cock at a fast pace. You tried to keep yourself up, but fell to your elbows and face smushed into the cushion below you.

One of Sunghoon’s hands snuck underneath your stomach and began rubbing figure eights into your clit, causing a borderline scream to escape your lips. He laughed at your reaction, letting up on you ever so slightly.

“God y/n,” He groaned, “I’ve never seen somebody go crazy for my dick like this before, must’ve really missed it.”

Sunghoon pushed your back down into a deeper arch, groaning when you clenched around him, “Fuck baby, you gonna squirt on this cock?”

The pleasure was too overbearing to the point only broken moans could leave your lips, the familiar knot in your abdomen was forming once again. Sunghoon’s brutal pace only quicked, causing a silent scream to escape from your mouth as you let your orgasm take over once again.

Sunghoon slipped out of you, slapping his tip against your sensitive folds as he looked at the mess between your thighs, “What a messy baby, squirting all over my dick like that.”

You could barely hold yourself up, trying to compose yourself as you came down from your high.

“You didn’t cum yet,” You breathed out, turning yourself to lay on your back, “And I wanna feel it.”

Sunghoon smirked at you, leaning down to kiss you as he slid himself back into your cunt, “Anything my pretty girl wants.”

You were busy sucking a hickey underneath his jawline as he fucked into you slowly, groaning into your ear.

“You’re the best fuck ever,” Sunghoon whispered, hips stuttering as he approached his own orgasm, “Nobody takes me as well as you do.”

A laugh escaped you, hands playing with his hair as you continued leaving small hickies down his neck, “Have fun explaining these to your other bitches.”

“You’re the only person I fuck, y/n,” He rolled his eyes, pulling out of you.

“Oh.” Is all you said, sitting up as you searched for your safety shorts, pulling them back over your hips.

Sunghoon threw his clothes back on lazily, stretching as he stood up, “Well, have a goodnight.”

“You aren’t gonna stay?”

He laughed as he kissed the top of your forehead, “Do I ever stay?”

Sunghoon gently kissed your lips before opening the door, “Call me?”

“What about your chain?”

“I’ll get it next time.”

🩵

“Who’s chain is that?” Jungwon asked, stopping in front of you with an accusing look, “That’s new.”

You scoffed, rolling your eyes at him, “It’s nobody’s, and like you said, it’s new.”

Jungwon stared at you, looking for any reason to accuse you of lying, “Are you still mad at me?”

The truth was, not really. You kind of forgot about Jungwon and Isa for the last few days, thanks to Sunghoon. He really knew how to make you forget things. Must be his dick.

“Nah,” You shrugged, “Don’t care. If you don’t mind though, I have practice.”

This time, Jungwon scoffed, “I know, we practice at the same time.”

You laughed at him, turning away and letting your hair hit him in the face, “If you are sorry, well, prove it.”

“See you after practice?”

Bingo! You thought to yourself, sparing him one more glance, “Sure.”

Jungwon watched as you walked away, noticing how good your ass looked in those shorts and how easily your hips swayed.

“Whatcha starin at?” Somebody asked from behind Jungwon, making him jump.

He sighed in relief when he saw that it was just Sunghoon, “Oh, nothing.”

Sunghoon’s eyes caught you just before you turned the corner, “Ah, nothing.”

Jungwon paused for a moment, eyes catching something he hadn't noticed until just now, “What happened to your necklace? The one you swore you wouldn’t take off even when you reached the pearly gates?”

“Oh,” Sunghoon said casually, “Needed to be cleaned, supposed to get it back soon.”

“Right,” Jungwon replied, “Let’s get to practice. I have plans.”

🩵

Jungwon met you at your apartment, waiting for you to open the door at any moment. He regretted wearing a sleeveless top in the nippy weather, but he knew that his arms made you go insane.

Finally, when you did open the door, Jungwon felt his slight annoyance melt away with how dolled up you were.

You wore a purple knitted headband, curls pushed back and spilling over your shoulders. You wore clear coated lip gloss and shimmering silver eyeshadow, matching your jewelry. Jungwon noticed something significant already missing.

“Took your new chain off, huh?” He asked, waiting for you to step to the side, “Guess you didn’t like it that much.”

“Guess not,” You rolled your eyes, moving to let him in, tightening your robe around you, “Sorry for the wait, I had to get ready.”

Jungwon winked at you, shutting the door as he followed you to your bedroom, “All dolled up for me, darling?”

“For myself,” You corrected, holding a candle in your palm and you lit it, “But I guess for you as well.”

He waited for you to come to him, leaning back on his arms as he watched you move, “You know, y/n, with you ditching me, I was wondering if there was somebody else who took my place.”

A cackle escaped your lips as you looked at him with a challenging look, “Took your place? Oh, I guess you noticed after you were done fucking my teammate when you know, you should’ve been in my bed.”

“One, I didn’t hook up with Isa,” Jungwon stated, “Just some heavy petting, and two, you know you’re the only girl I take seriously.”

“Grow up Jungwon, even you know that isn't true,” You stalked closer to him, “Because I don’t take you seriously.”

“Aw, you don’t?” He asked, sitting up and leaning towards you, “Such a shame, I would love to be your favorite on the roster.”

You met him halfway, “There is no roster. I thought you came to fuck, not try convince me you want to take me out or some shit.”

“I do wanna take you out, pretty girl,” Jungwon whispered, thumb grazing over your cheekbone, “And ruin everybody’s day.”

Jungwon laughed loudly as you pushed him back, slowly moving to straddle him, “You don’t think that would be fun?”

“Nope,’ You emphasized, coming nose to nose with him, “You’re just a sneaky link.”

A playful pout appeared on Jungwon’s face, “Aw man, if I knew that, I wouldn’t have let you borrow my necklace that I never got back, I might add.”

“Get it before you leave.” Is all you said before connecting your lips with his.

The two of you softly kiss for a while, Jungwon running his hands up and down your smooth thighs, squeezing them periodically.

Jungwon pushed his hips up into you eliciting a quiet moan from your plush lips. His hands move up to your hips, pushing them down as he rolls his up.

“Wonnie,” You whimper, fingers digging into his shoulders as you felt him harden underneath you, “Missed me bad, huh?”

Jungwon smirked up at you, his thumbs teasing at the waistband of your shorts, “The way you’re rubbing yourself on me, I think you missed me bad.”

You rolled your eyes as you removed yourself off his lap, Jungwon immediately sitting himself up on his elbows with a pout, “What are you doing?”

“I think you’re the one who missed me badly,” Was all you said before dropping to your knees and in between his legs, playing with the drawstrings of his joggers, “Take these off,”

Jungwon looked down at you, lifting his hips up to pull them down, kicking them off next to you. His thumb played with your bottom lip, pushing it into your mouth and smiling when you automatically started to suck.

“Such a good girl,” He cooed, pulling his thumb out and replacing it with the tip of his cock, “So me how good you can make me feel.”

Like second nature, you stuck your tongue out and Jungwon slapped his cock against it, forcing a moan out of you. Slowly, he pushed his cock into your mouth, groaning at the warmth.

His hand came behind you, putting your hair into a makeshift ponytail as he pushed you down on his length, making you gag.

Your hands gripped his thighs, hands digging in as he began to fuck your mouth, letting out soft moans around him.

“Your mouth feels so fucking good,” Jungwon moaned out, tugging on your hair a bit tighter, “Fuck.”

All you could do was moan, bringing a hand to wrap around the base of his cock, eliciting a string of moans from Jungwon.

Jungwon’s thrusts got sloppy, and you knew he was getting close to his orgasam. His hips stuttered as you squeezed the base of his cock and sucked harshly on the tip.

Jungwon’s hand pushed you as far down on his cock as he could, his cum spilling down your throat as he let out a loud whine.

That was new.

You waited a few more moments before pulling off his cock, looking up at him.

What a sight to behold, your eyes were watering and your shimmering eyeshadow was running down your cheeks. Jungwon was pretty damn sure that your lip gloss was on the base of his dick, but who’s paying attention to details.

His hand stroked your hair, adjusting your headband before pulling you back onto the bed.

“Still doing okay?” Jungwon asked, looking down at you and rubbing your thigh gently.

You gave him an enthusiastic nod, lifting your hips as he pulled down your shorts and panties.

Jungwon ran two figures between your folds, biting his lip as he looked at the wetness that coated them, “So wet just from sucking dick, huh.”

“Stop,” You covered your face in embarrassment, because Jungwon knew you like the back of his hand, unfortunately.

“I like it,” He cooed, rubbing your clit and taking in your moans, “Glad to know I make you this wet, only I can make you this wet, huh?”

That wasn’t entirely true. . . but it’s not like Jungwon knew about the other people you see in explicit detail, and it’s also not like he tells you about his other endeavors.

“Just you, Wonnie.” You moaned out, hand wrapping around his wrist as he continued rubbing your clit.

He leaned down to kiss you harshly, slipping two fingers into your cunt and causing you to cry out.

Jungwon fucked his fingers in and out of you as he sucked hickeys into your neck, it completely slipping your mind what he was doing.

One of your hands was tangled in his hair, tugging on it while the other hand was wrapped around Jungwon’s cock.

He was particularly whiny, which is new, Jungwon doesn’t typically whine despite you telling him how hot it was to hear.

“Won,” You moaned as he continued sucking on your neck, “Fuck me already, please.”

“Condom?”

“In the usual spot.”

Jungwon pulled himself away from you, leaning over and opening the drawer. He rummaged around before pulling the foiled package out and slipping the condom on.

“Ready?”

You nodded, moaning at the stretch as Jungwon pushed into your cunt slowly.

Jungwon waited a few moments to let you adjust before slowly moving his hips, “Fuck, your cunt feels so good around me.”

His pace began to pick up, causing you to dig your nails into the back of his t-shirt and moaning against his neck.

There wasn’t much to think about except how good Jungwon fucked you, and your mouth couldn’t fix itself to say much besides his name.

You lifted your hips to meet his own, causing his cock to hit your sweet spot and have you seeing stars.

Broken moans and the slapping of skin were the only noises that filled the room, your hands moved all over Jungwon’s back.

Jungwon was getting close, the way his hips stuttered and his eyes squeezed tight.

“Close so soon?” You tried to tease, but immediately regretted it when Jungwon thrusted particularly hard into you, “Let me finish on top.”

He shook his head, “No baby, have to make up for making you upset. Let me do the work, you just lay here like the good girl you are.”

With words like that, how could you resist being a pillow princess right now? Jungwon wrapped your leg around his waist, moving his hand to rub your clit as he fucked into you with more passion.

“Your cunt feels so good, y/n,” He moaned into your ear, “Nobody could take my cock the way you do.”

Instead of coming up with a reply to Jungwon, you just grinded back onto his hips, helping yourself reach your own orgasm.

“Won,” You whimpered as he continued rubbing your clit in figure eights, “‘M so close.”

“Finish baby,” Jungwon kissed down your neck, “Cum on this dick, make it yours.”

You arched your back and your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your orgasm hit you, clenching down on Jungwon which pushed him over the edge, spilling into the condom.

Jungwon rested on his elbows as he looked down at you, taking in the sight of how fucked out you were, “Your pussy is for sure the best I’ve ever had.”

“That’s quite a compliment considering how many girls ran through you,” You teased, kissing his forehead, “But get off, you’re heavy.”

He winced as he pulled out, standing up to dispose of the condom before coming back to you.

By time he reached the room, you already cleaned up and scrolling on your phone, “Didn’t even let me clean you up.”

You just hummed in response, “Are you staying or going?”

He scoffed, pulling his joggers back on and fixing his shirt, “As if you ever let me stay, plus, I’m seeing somebody else after this.”

What an ass, you thought, rolling your eyes before turning back onto your side.

“Whatever, grab your necklace before you go.”

Jungwon visibly frowned at your nonchalant behavior, but turned to your dresser to retrieve his prized necklace.

His fingers danced over the cherry-wood box, opening the side where you normally keep your necklaces. He ran his index finger over the necklaces, stopping on a familiar one.

His eyes must be fucking with him, they had to be.

There is absolutely no way he is touching a necklace that has PSH on the clasp. A necklace that he knew was one of a kind. One that he never saw the true owner without.

“Holy shit,” He whispered, grabbing his necklace and slamming the door shut a bit too hard, hoping you wouldn’t notice.

You were too engrossed in your phone to notice, were you texting Sunghoon?

“Bye.” Jungwon bit out, trying to subside his anger as you bid your farewells.

This was fucking great.

🩵

You haven’t heard from Sunghoon or Jungwon in about a week and a half. It was quite odd seeing that Sunghoon always texted back, and Jungwon reached out first.

Every time you tried to catch their eyes at practice, they would revert on their own and focus on whatever they were doing more intensely.

Jungwon always acted like that though, and he was the one who went to see Isa after he was with you, so you’re not sure why he was upset.

Sunghoon said you were the only one he was seeing, and he always wanted to see you when your schedule allowed for it.

Did they figure out that you were– No that is impossible. There is no way they would have reason to even talk about you. Sunghoon maybe, but Jungwon? Absolutely not.

Even then, Jungwon is not the type to keep quiet about something like that.

This bothered you, but what could you do when they avoided you like the plague?

Nothing, the best thing would be to act nonchalant to see who cracks first.

And that’s what you would do.

Game on.

🩵

It was Friday night, which meant it was game night. Playoffs were tonight, and you needed to make sure you looked and did your best tonight.

You glanced at yourself in the mirror, admiring the work you did. There is no way that those two can resist you tonight. From the shimmering eyeshadow to your glossy lips to the two necklaces that adorned your neck, your plan was now in motion.

The hard part would be to not look at them if they looked at you, probably harder than you imagine it to be because you face the court all night.

When the game started, you stood in front of the locker room that the team comes out of, holding your hands together as you anticipated their arrival.

As soon as you saw the doors move ever so lightly, you began your call off to the other girls that it was time.

The anger, annoyance, and the small sliver of excitement rippled through you as you stomped and shaked while the basketball team ran out on the court.

Of course, Sunghoon and Jungwon would be last to come out of the locker room, so you tried your hardest to keep your eyes forward, staring at your teammate across from you.

However, your facade almost slipped when Sunghoon glanced your way for just a second, eyeing you as you cheered for him.

You almost stumbled over yourself trying to get back to the stands after that, wanting to quickly shake such an interaction from your mind.

It was going to be a long night.

And it was a long night indeed. You had no idea that the team your school was playing had such good skill. Maybe it’s time to return back to your MaxPrep days after this.

There were a few fleeting moments of Sunghoon and Jungwon looking at you, but you only watched them out of your peripheral vision, not letting either of them have the satisfaction of you looking their way.

Instead, you would send flirty looks to another player, Jay? You think that was his name. Who cares? He was hot, plus you just wanted Jungwon and Sunghoon to give you attention.

For the remainder of the game, you focused on leading your team and hoping the two noticed you ignoring them, rather focusing on their blonde teammate.

The buzzer rang indicating that the game was over, and unlike last week, your team won by a plethora of points.

Winning this game meant your team was heading for playoffs, quite a comeback from the insane loss of last week.

You were sure the basketball team and by extension, the cheerleading team, would be out celebrating together.

Was Sunghoon or Jungwon going to be there? Shit, who cares. Maybe Jay will.

If either of them won’t give you attention, their teammate definitely will.

“y/n,” One of your teammates, Isa, came up to you as you were grabbing your cheer bag from underneath the bleachers, “Are you coming to NV?”

You shrugged, “Depends on who’s going.”

“All of the basketball team,” She purred, twirling hair around one of her manicured fingers, “Jungwon asked me to invite the girls.

Dickhead. You thought, but let the smile remain on your lips, “Sure. When are we going?”

“Now.”

“In our uniforms?” You asked, “Kind of tacky.”

Isa’s smile seemed a bit too sweet, “Well, we figured we would win, so we talked about it earlier this week. Everybody brought something to change into.”

“Must’ve missed that memo,” You rolled your eyes, knowing that it must’ve been somewhat purposeful that nobody told you, “But luckily, I have clothes in my car.”

Thank God you never cleaned your car out from that one time Sunghoon fucked you in the backseat.

“See you there,” Isa sang as you sauntered off to your vehicle.

You hummed to yourself as you threw your duffle into your trunk, not noticing the tall figure standing next to you.

A yelp left you when you did take notice, and it was none other than Park Sunghoon. He was wearing a simple white button down and jeans.

He looked good, but you didn’t want to show any interest in him, not right now anyway.

“Do you have my necklace by any chance?” He asked, eyes looking everywhere but your face, clearly nervous.

You scoffed, pulling it from underneath your cropped turtleneck, quickly unclasping it and practically throwing it at him.

He caught it, but he still stood there, “You’re not going to speak to me?”

Turning towards him, your eyebrows furrowed and stepped closer, “Just returning the fucking favor, Sunghoon.”

Now he had the audacity to roll his eyes, “Well, given what I know, it was warranted.”

“What the fuck are you even talking about?” You threw your arms up, “Was I supposed to just text you and beg for your attention?”

“Clearly that wasn’t needed, seeing how you were eye fucking Jay,” He spat, “Who’s next? My roommate Heeseung? My fraternity brother Jake? God already knows you conquested Jungwon.”

You took a step back, trying to mask your horror of him knowing this, “Don't threaten me with a good time. I’ll make sure they leave a Google review too. You’re not my boyfriend, Sunghoon. What do you care who I fuck?”

Sunghoon’s face had a flash of hurt, “I know I’m not, y/n. But Jungwon is my friend, and you should’ve told me. I don’t know why you didn’t.”

You ran your hand down your jaw, looking down at your feet in shame, “Because Sunghoon, Jungwon and I just fuck. He is just a sneaky link, and I’m just a sneaky link to him. There’s a whole roster, and I know he doesn’t take me seriously. Same for you. We just. . . fuck, and just because you said there wasn’t anybody else doesn’t mean that’s entirely true.”

A sigh left Sunghoon’s lips, “y/n, I like you. I think you’re great, and I thought I made that clear.”

“But you didn’t,” You felt your heart contracting, as if it were tightening up, “You only came over to fuck, and I begged you to stay. Every time. Which is fine, that’s what we did, so don’t try to make me feel bad for fucking your friend because I don’t feel bad.”

“I let you wear my necklace, that’s clearly meaningful. I’m never without it, so sorry I didn’t stay the night, but I showed it in other ways.”

“God,” You laughed at him pathetically, “You sound even more delusional than your friend. You like me so much to fuck me and let me wear your necklace, but don’t stay the night. At least Jungwon was semi-realistic.”

“Oh so now you’re comparing us?” Sunghoon laughed, squeezing his jaw, “Who’s better then, huh?”

“Don’t.” You spat, slamming the trunk of your car closed, “Your ego is already fucking bruised.”

Sunghoon moved closer to you, “Oh, you think Jungwon’s better then, huh? He makes you squirt all on his dick and into an incoherent mess?”

“Well—no,” You began, breath hitching as Sunghoon continued to move closer, “But he does things better than you do.”

“Like what?” His hands reach out to grab your waist, pulling you close to him, “Tell me so I can show you how much better than I am.”

“That’s not being a good friend,” You whisper, fingers playing with the ends of his hair, “But he is a way better kisser than you.”

Sunghoon closed the gap between you two, his plush lips warm against your own. You moved your arms to wrap around his neck, gently biting down on his lip to push your tongue into his mouth.

He moved his hands to your thighs, fingers dancing over the hem of your cheer skirt. They slowly began to creep underneath the thin material, making you shiver at the contact.

“Starting without me?” Somebody interjected, causing the two of you to pull away.

Your face became hot when you saw Jungwon standing there, a wide grin and arms crossed.

“Don’t be embarrassed now,” He continued, “Sunghoon just can’t seem to accept the fact that I had you first and I’m better.”

Sunghoon rolled his eyes, “In your dreams.”

“Tell him,” Jungwon motioned towards you, “Tell him how I make you whine.”

“Um,” You bit your lip, “Actually, I’m the one who makes you whine.”

It was Jungwon’s turn to blush as Sunghoon let out a very loud cackle, “That’s great, but I’m still better.”

“I think we should let y/n decide,” Jungwon shrugged, trying to take the heat off him, “y/n?”

You pondered for a few moments, trying to piece together what exactly he’s asking, “Like. . . now?”

“Not here,” Jungwon giggled, “But maybe your place?”

The heat between your legs seems to be unbearable, fucking Jungwon and Sunghoon? Did you die and go to heaven?

“Yeah,” You nodded almost too enthusiastically, “But what about NV?”

“What about it?” Sunghoon asked, wrapping an arm around your shoulders, “Let’s go, angel.”

You slid into the driver’s seat, waiting for the two boys to get in the car. You felt like you were shaking the entire ride home, with excitement and nerves.

There’s a lot of things you’ve done, but a threesome? Never.

The two boys were silent, probably feeling the same nerves of anticipation that you were.

Pulling into your driveway, you shakily put your car in park and practically ran up the slope to your front door.

Your grip on the keys were tight, trying to not drop them. When you heard the soft click, you pushed the door open and the rep followed in behind you.

Kicking your shoes off, you turned around to face Jungwon and Sunghoon. You bit your lip, waiting for one of them to say or do something, anything.

“Um,” Sunghoon coughed, “So?”

Jungwon busted out in laughter, ignoring the glare Sunghoon shot at him, “You never had a threesome before?”

You and Sunghoon both shook your heads no, causing Jungwon to step forward and wrap an arm around your waist, “Well, I’ll show you how to do this, Hoon.”

Jungwon looked down at you, a glint in his eyes as you leaned in closer. You could feel his breath fanning across your lips, gently pressing his lips onto yours.

The kiss started off gently, hands gripping your waist as your arms wrapped around his neck. Jungwon’s fingers delicately slipped underneath your top, grazing your back. As he bit your lower lip gently, Jungwon pushed his tongue into your mouth as you felt a presence behind you.

Sunghoon pressed himself into your back, hands dancing underneath your skirt. Jungwon’s kiss got more feverish, fingers moving to the front of your top. His thumbs circling your nipples over your sports bra, eliciting a moan from you.

Jungwon pulled away from you, forcing you to turn and face Sunghoon now, who looked like he wanted to devour you.

His lips crashed against yours, replacing his hands back under your skirt and resting on your ass. You pushed into his hold, moaning into his mouth when Jungwon’s nimble fingers found their way underneath your sports bra.

You whimpered when Jungwon pinched your nipples, rolling them between his fingers as Sunghoon squeezed your ass. The safety shorts you wore under your skirt felt uncomfortable as they cling to your thighs the more wet you got.

Sunghoon pulls your shorts down, waiting for you to kick them off your feet before he slides his hands between your thighs to your cunt. He dragged his fingers between your folds, circling your clit to elicit a moan from you.

You gripped his forearm and leaned back into Jungwon, who was still playing with your tits.

Jungwon leaned down, placing kisses and hickies along your neck. You exhaled roughly through your nostrils when Sunghoon slipped a finger into you.

The two men found a rhythm between themselves, Sunghoon pumping his lithe fingers in and out of your cunt while Jungwon used one hand to pinch your nipples, the other rubbing your clit.

Your knees went weak minutes ago, pressing your weight between the two boys and making borderline pornographic noises. Sunghoon smirked at you, picking the pace of his movements up and Jungwon made slow figure eights on your clit.

Pressure rose in your stomach, the familiar knot beginning to form and Sunghoon noticed, watching how your thighs spasmed.

He picked up the pace of his fingers, leaning in to attach his lips to one of your nipples and suck harshly.

A string of moans escaped from your lips, one hand wrapping around Jungwon to grip his forearm and the other on Sunghoon’s back.

You tighten your thighs around Sunghoon’s hand as you reach your orgasm. His lips muffled the borderline scream that left you.

It took you a few ragged breaths to untangle yourself from this awkward position, Sunghoon pulling his fingers out of your cunt and into his mouth.

Fuck, he’s so hot. You felt like you could go again.

“I need to fuck you, like now.” Sunghoon said, interrupting your train of thought, pulling away from you momentarily.

Jungwon unattached himself as well, quickly pulling his shirt over his head and somewhere in your living room.

You followed suit, pushing the rest of your sports bra up and over, keeping your eyes on the two men in front of you.

Sunghoon pulled his sweats off, no underwear, slut. The tip of his dick red and leaking precum already.

He grabbed you by your waist, bringing you to sit on his lap when he settled onto your couch.

“How should we do this?” Sunghoon asked, looking at Jungwon, then at you.

You shrugged while Jungwon tapped on his chin thoughtfully.

“Have her ride you in reverse so I can get a taste of that sweet cunt,” Jungwon purred, winking at you when he noticed your flustered look.

Sunghoon kisses your shoulder before effortly turning you around, “You heard him, angel.”

You wrapped your hand around the base of Sunghoon’s cock, stroking it a few times before pushing the head into your heat.

His head rested against the couch as you slowly sunk down, your walls clenching at the stretch that was painfully delicious.

It took a few minutes for you to adjust, laying your back against Sunghoon’s chest. His lips dance against the nape of your neck.

Jungwon’s fingers dug into the plush skin of your thighs and he brought himself closer to you.

Sunghoon’s hands gripping your waist in a way that you were sure would leave bruises as he started to move you on his dick.

A string of moans left your lips as his thick cock split you open. Jungwon waited before you adjusted before he finally put his lips on your clit.

Your hands tangled in Jungwon’s hair as Sunghoon continued fucking you, causing your clit to hit Jungwon’s nose.

Whimpers left the younger boy’s lips as he ate you out with vigor, pushing you closer to your peak.

“You feel so good around me, y/n,” Sunghoon groaned, “It’s like this pussy was made for me.”

You were too fucked out to even come up with a coherent response, letting out a whimper and clenching around Sunghoon’s dick.

Jungwon continued eating you out, slipping his tongue into your cunt alongside Sunghoon. The grip you had on his hair was probably painful, but if it was, Jungwon didn’t seem to mind.

“Isn’t Wonnie so nice to help me fuck you into oblivion baby?” Sunghoon whispered, “Go on, show him how I make you finish.”

You squeezed your eyes tightly shut when Sunghoon practically slammed you back on his tongue as Jungwon’s tongue deliciously pushed into you.

A familiar coil in your stomach began to come undone, whimpers and moans leaving your lips as you let both men use you.

Jungwon pulled his tongue out as your cunt forced Sunghoon out, liquid spraying all over your thighs and Jungwon’s face.

“You ever make her do that?” Sunghoon smirked at the younger boy, pushing back into you.

Jungwon rolled his eyes, but a glint of pleasantries were in his eyes, “y/n, baby, can I fuck your throat?”

A chuckle escaped both their lips as you desperately nodded, tongue out waiting for him.

Hurriedly, he pushed his shorts and boxers down, pressing the head of his dick against your tongue.

You swiped over the tip quickly, eyes rolling back as precum seeped into your mouth.

“Such a doll,” Jungwon groaned, pushing his dick further into your mouth, “Choke on it baby.”

His head hit the back of your throat bluntly, causing your eyes to water as he started to thrust into it.

You used a hand to wrap around the base of his dick as Sunghoon began to thrust up into you again.

Both men found a rhythm of fucking you, muffled noises leaving your mouth as you took Jungwon.

“Fuck,” Sunghoon’s head fell back against the couch, “I’m so fucking close.”

You pulled off of Jungwon, the younger boy whining from the loss of contact, but you paid him no mind.

Your watery eyes locked with Sunghoon, leaning in to whisper, “Finish in me.”

Sunghoon’s eyes rolled back as he began to fuck into you with even more vigor, you going back to Jungwon’s dick.

The younger’s hand coming to the back of your head to push you flush against his pelvic bone, spurts of cum shooting down your throat.

You swallowed all you could, some dribbling down the side of your mouth as you pulled off with a wet pop.

Jungwon tsk’d, wiping it up before shoving his thumb into your mouth, “What a shame, normally you take it all, baby.”

You wrapped your own hand around his wrist, continuing to suck on his finger as Sunghoon’s cum filled you to the brim.

A squeal left your lips as your orgasam approached, thighs shaking and feeling such a pleasure of ecstasy.

The room was silent for a few minutes, jagged breathing heard from all three of you as you processed what just happened.

Sunghoon whimpered from the overstimulation of you on his dick, gently lifting you up as he pulled his dick out. You felt empty with the loss of contact, but laid against the arm of the couch as you recovered from an intense orgasm.

“So,” Jungwon was the first to speak, “Since I didn’t get to fuck you, I believe that this experiment is inconclusive, and we should test it again.”

Your eyes widened as a laugh escaped you, looking at Sunghoon.

“You’re so on.”

[romancingromanoff]

Second Death

Andromache the Scythian x f!reader

I decided to create a series for Andromache (my beloved). Here’s part 1, part 2, and part 3

Summary: Your first mission does not go according to plan

TW: Violence, major character death, somewhat descriptive gore, getting shot in the face, head explosions (kinda), ANGST

Words: around 3,000

A/N: Aside from being very difficult for me to write, this is probably the darkest I've ever gotten in terms of physical violence. So, uh, Happy Halloween I guess?

The plan was based off Buenos Aires 1822 (not 1922 as you had incorrectly assumed at first) which was a reference you obviously didn’t understand but was being explained to you in the most hectic way possible.

“Wait, so Nicky was decapitated-”

“Half decapitated. I didn’t actually die!”

“But you were quite light-headed for the rest of the day, my dear.” Joe feigned concern, brushing the back of his hand across his partner’s forehead and smiling like a fool.

Your leader was having none of it.

“Can we be serious please?” Immediately, the entire group’s focus shifted back to the Scythian. She certainly wasn’t going to admit it but she was apprehensive with this being your first mission. For months, you’d been doing nothing but training and begging her to let you in on the action until she was finally forced to give in. The instinct to keep you safe gnawed at Andy while it became increasingly difficult to ignore how your desire to prove your worth would only continue to grow. She recognized the same frustrations in a much younger version of herself and remembered how reckless it drove her to be.

“I’d rather we didn’t repeat that portion this time, agreed?”

You all nodded.

They laid out all the details about the traffickers and the group of people you were meant to rescue. It was an estimated 25-40 women and older girls being smuggled through for undoubtedly unpleasant purposes Andy didn’t get too detailed with. She, Joe, and Nico planned to storm the ship when it completely docked and most of the crew was on land retrieving supplies and weapons. That would leave only a few guards standing between them and the captives, who were most likely being held somewhere below deck. Once they find them, you and Booker would bring in the truck to help get everyone out. It sounded simple enough, but the fact that it was meant to go off without a hitch somehow doubled the amount of pressure you were applying to yourself. They had all done this at least once before, so if things went south then it was all because of you.

A few hours passed and you sat next to Booker in the passenger seat of the truck parked a couple of meters away from the ship and near a loading dock. With the engine off it was starting to get increasingly cold, but you didn’t even mind the chill at that point. You needed to be as alert as possible for what was to come.

Booker clearly sensed your apprehension. “It’s okay to be nervous, we’re not going to let anything bad happen to you.” He kept his voice low and his eyes glued on the dock entrance while you tried to do the same. 

Your mind was wrapped up in much bigger concerns. “I’m not worried about that. What if something goes wrong because of me? If I get hurt then so be it, I just don’t want to endanger anyone else when their lives and freedom are at stake.”

“You’ll be fine. Trust your training and lean on your team if you need help. That’s what we’re here for.” He offered you an encouraging smile that you attempted to return the best you could, yet you also wished he wouldn’t look at you with so much sympathy all of the time. As much as you appreciated everything they had done for you, you longed to show the others that you were capable of carrying your own weight and didn’t need someone to hold your hand constantly.

The two of you settled into a silence that was occasionally filled with a comment or two about nothing in particular. It didn’t do much to settle your nerves. You watched as dozens of muscular men left in packs, each one armed with at least a pistol that Booker taught you how to spot. He translated some of the French he could hear them speaking, which was mostly crude, misogynistic banter that made your jaw clench up.

“Good to know that men are pigs in basically all cultures,” you murmured mostly to yourself and tried to get your jaw to relax. Surprisingly, it earned you a gratifying laugh from the Frenchman and you were relieved when he didn’t take your comment too personally. 

“For the most part, I don’t disagree.”

“How will Andy and the others know when all of them have left?” You changed the subject upon the realization that the rest of the guard was hidden somewhere no one would see them, not even you. It was still difficult to imagine they had a better scouting position than the near-direct view you did.

“Don’t worry, they’ll know,” Booker assured you in a slightly amused tone. Some secrets were still too complicated for you to know about yet, you supposed.

Almost a half hour later, three heads eventually peered up through the shadows and Andy, Joe, and Nico lifted themselves up onto the ship. Perfectly lit by hues of the full moon, they danced towards their destination, the sheer coordination and skill reminding you of just how experienced they were. With Andy leading the pack, they silently began making their way up the vessel as a single unit. No words or other body gestures needed to be shared when they occupied the same hive mind. The group only came to a stop when they reached a door and huddled around it, trying to listen for anyone that might be on the other side. When you assumed everything was clear, Andy swiftly kicked it open and entered with her gun aimed and ready. 

Not even a minute after all three filed in, the sound of a gunshot suddenly shook you. You immediately turned to Booker, whose face gave away the slightest look of concern at the noise. This must not have happened in Buenos Aires. No more gunshots followed, thank goodness, but there were sounds of a struggle going on below deck which had the two of you on high alert. You prayed that nobody else close by could hear the commotion.

Things began to steer away from the original plan when Joe emerged from below far before he should have, struggling to keep another figure under control as he held their arms in a twisted position behind their back while continuing to firmly push them forward. Even in the dark, you could just make out how young the kid appeared to be. He couldn’t have been older than 16 and you assumed his reason for being on the ship was because he had an older relative in the crew. You relaxed when you realized that meant how unlikely it was that he’d be trained in how to fight. Joe would definitely keep from harming him unless he absolutely had to. Stupidly, you also forgot about how reckless young boys can be.

Everything fell apart in a mere matter of seconds. As he appeared to calm down, Joe eased up on the grip he held the boy with and he it didn’t seem like he would move at first. But in an instant, the scraggly kid darted from his grasp and sprinted around a corner and out of your line of sight to the completely opposite side of the ship. Booker reached for the door handle as a precaution while the rest of his body remained seated. A bead of sweat rolled down your neck despite the chill in the air and the gradual understanding that Book might be preparing to leave you on your own stilled your body completely. All of the careful planning you had fought to carefully commit to memory melted into mush.

Your thoughts were interrupted by a high-pitched whistle that rang through the air and your eyes quickly followed a bright red light travel up into the sky before it burst into a large display of lights and smoke. Time seemed to slow down and your heart sped up. Of course, if there wasn’t going to be another pistol going off, it had to be a goddamn flare gun. Yelling, alarmed Frenchmen could then be heard scrambling towards the dock and Booker cursed under his breath.

“Stay here, I’ll go help the others!” Booker leaped out of the vehicle, throwing the keys which hit your petrified figure. Part of you wanted to speak up and stop him but you could only squeak out an indecipherable sound of concern seconds after he was gone. Looking back at the ship, you caught sight of Nico peeking his head out from the door they entered through. He exited with a determined look on his face and was followed by a line of women. You itched at your sweating palms when twenty women or so had piled out and there was still no sign of Andy. 

The men hurrying in from the opposite direction quickly diverted your attention. Squinting your eyes, you were able to spot a figure in the distance headed straight towards your vehicle. You nearly panicked but caught yourself, uncertain if you were dealing with the traffickers or possibly random dock workers that had been alarmed by the flare and merely wanted to check out the situation. Either way, you decided it was still too risky to start up the engine just yet. At least, you told yourself the others probably wouldn’t want you to give away your position.

That’s when you noticed a faint movement in your side mirror. A tuft of matted blonde curls belonging to a distressed woman’s face peeked over the top of one of the crates not to far behind you. She must’ve spotted something concerning, because her eyes went wider than a trapped mouse’s and she disappeared back down, ultimately causing the crates to shake. You ground your back teeth together and prayed it was only you who had seen her. But then right on cue, the blinding glow of a flashlight landed directly over the area where the woman was hiding. The man you had spotted only moments before, his flashlight lit up a devious grin on his face that urged you to hold in your breath. He even sounded like the devil when he spoke. It didn’t take a high level French skills to tell that he began goading the poor woman like it was some sadistic game to him. 

He approached the crates ever so slowly, savoring the anticipation which laid before whatever unspeakable plans he had for his victim. It then occurred to you that she was most likely paralyzed with the same fear that had struck you.

And yet, she was the one currently being hunted while you were poised to sit and watch it unfold. You, protected by both your position and inexplicable gift of immortality. None of it seemed remotely fair and your body began to stir at the simple thought.

“Under no circumstances should you be engaging in combat,” Andy had firmly laid down the law several times leading up to this day. You’d never wanted to disobey anything she said so passionately before and here it felt like you scarcely had no other option but to go against something she forbade. 

The adrenaline rushing through your veins threw your body into action before you could debate any further. Barely aware of the forces taking hold of you, you tumbled out of the door and landed directly behind the attacker who continued to stalk forward towards the woman’s hiding place. He slowly began to raise his gun, something with barrels much longer than your forearms, and it was like you didn’t have the time to properly assess whatever danger lie at the other end. You just didn’t want it pointing at her.

Without a hint of hesitation, you drove foot into the back of the man’s left knee and he immediately crumbled down to about a third of his height. You were ready for him with your knife once his face spun around and an overpowering sense of rage guided your arm to make a clean cut from just below his right eyebrow, across the bridge of his nose, and finally through the center of his left eye. 

Something solid and heavy smacked the front of your head and you could hear the woman behind you scream in horror before everything went black.

Horrific violence was nothing if not a sheer constant to Andy. She had both experienced and caused enough to fill the oceans with blood, yet nothing made her seethe with rage more than watching yours spill from your head like a geyser. A thousand lifetimes stained with death could not have prepared her for the sight of your limp body hitting the ground, to which there was no question as to whether or not you were dead. Even if you had been wearing some type of protective head gear, a shotgun firing within five inches of your face would have been fatal. 

She was usually a pro at keeping her emotions under control until the mission was completed and never steered away from the plan without first calculating the absolute best course of action. The other teammates she had and the terrified group of women she was meant to protect called upon her to uphold her position as the leader, a task she had shouldered over a million times before despite whatever her personal feelings demanded. Absolutely none of that mattered now. Getting to you, killing that bastard, and wrapping you up in your arms became the only course of action she was capable of taking. 

Her first priority was taking out the son of a bitch that dared to touch you before anyone else got hurt. She handed off the little girl she had been carrying to Nico before barreling over a crate and launching herself over the side of the ship, rolling smoothly to break her fall when she hit the the dock. 

Despite how fast she ran, she seemed to move at a cursedly slow pace. She was still too quick for the man, his blood leaking from the fresh gash you had tore across his face, to notice her. He didn’t even get a chance to run before the warrior drove her labrys straight into the already-open wound. Andy could only revel in the brief taste of satisfaction for a moment before her emotions began swarming once again, the anger she had held for that man was now aimed solely at herself.

“Booker, get her into the back!” She barked at the Frenchman to take care of the hostage still hiding while rushing over to where your body collapsed. Up close, the sight was even more gruesome as blood, flesh, and bone were splattered all across what used to be your face. It would have been generous to call what was left of everything above your neck a simple stump. She knew she needed to get you out of there fast but hated to leave behind any parts of your head that might have been salvageable. Even saving something like an ear or significant chunk of your skull could aid in speeding up the healing process. She knew it would be excruciatingly painful for you to grow back yourself. 

She desperately grabbed at fistful of what she hoped was your brain before scooping you up in her arms. It was the fact that you were so much lighter than usual which made her wince, though she couldn’t help but be somewhat relieved when it meant it allowed her to run faster on her feet. Cautious yet quick, Andy made a beeline for the passenger’s seat of the truck and cradled your body in her arms while you continued to bleed out. It wasn’t a sight she wanted any of the hostages to witness and it’s not like she was letting go of you anytime soon anyway. 

“Drive!” One word was all she needed to command whomever was at the steering wheel to get out of there as fast as possible. It didn’t even occur to her to look up and check to see who she was sitting next to, as she immediately began trying to pick up any movement in your chest or a sign of a pulse in your wrist, anything that indicated the resurrection process was in motion.

“Please, please, come back to me,” she pleaded as your warm blood began to pool across her lap.

“Give her a second.” She realized it was Booker currently driving. “It’s only her second time and will probably take longer than expected.”

The women they had freed were now crammed together once again, only this time being in the back of a dark loading truck as it sped through the dead of night was probably far more merciful than them being forced to witness the transformation you were currently undergoing. Andy, however, couldn’t tear a single string of her attention away from you throughout the entire process. 

Each noise you made followed by the eventual cries of her name from your lips, once your mouth and airways had completely reformed, tore at Andromache deeper and deeper, in ways that no physical pain she had ever endured could compare. She bit down on her tongue till it was bloody as you repetitively squeezed her hand throughout the entire process. The same ones you often used to delicately recreate precious moments on paper broke more than a few of her bones. But Andy barely noticed and didn’t have the capacity to care. All she was focused on was you.

For the first time in centuries, the Scythian invoked the words of an ancient prayer and resurrected a long dead language as she tried to soothe your pain. She stopped believing in a higher power a long time ago but couldn’t shake the truth that repeating those words made her feel anchored to something even larger than her life or her immortality. There wasn’t anything she wouldn’t try if it might possibly bring you a sense of comfort, which she actually prayed may happen. 

[holywizardheart]

Why do people fall in love with you?

Please don't take it too seriously. 😉This is a common layout for everyone. You can choose one of three options and take what resonates.💕

Please enjoy this reading🐶

☕Pile 1☕

Hi, guys let me start this reading. You guys are very understanding and responsive people. You always accept the person as he is and never go against them. You always try to be active and energetic in contact with people. You mind your own business, especially when it comes to relationships. You strive to avoid all sorts of love triangles as much as possible. Because you know it won't end well. People admire your unusual aura, it feels like you are not like other people. You're completely different. You are also very responsible about business and are a determined individual. People like this trait of your character. Reasonable and logical, a little cold when it comes to work or business. You can have pets or love taking care of animals.

Sagittarius placements, Saturn dominant, Cancer placements, 2nd house placements

🍃Pile 2🍃

Hello, pile 2, welcome to my reading. Wow, girls, you are so hot and attract a lot of male attention. But you know it's like you're always rejecting them. To be honest, I feel a little sorry for them. They then suffer from the fact that you often ignore them and do not pay due attention. You are also perceived as an energetic and cheerful person. Maybe because of it, they fall in love with you? As I mentioned, you don't get into a relationship quickly and it will take you a lot of time. But people appreciate the help and support from your side. You always cheer up and give pleasant memories. You're like an ouch of the sun and people like it. For some, it may be difficult for you to take the first step or start something new. But you are a quite curious person. Perhaps you like to study and learn interesting facts. That's why people fall in love with you. Maybe you're good at communication and sharing ideas. You love spending money on yourself and dressing stylishly. Do you like plants or generally being in nature?

Venus dominant, 3rd house placements, 2nd house placements, Jupiter dominant

👑Pile 3👑

Hi, option 3 I am very glad to see you in my post and let's get started. Wow, you radiate such confidence and harmony. You must have high self-esteem and know your worth. Quite stable and prefer living only for yourself. There is also certain greed here, and perhaps you don't like spending money. To this, I also want to add that you are friendly and polite to everyone. People like to spend time with you, and it always causes them admiration and delight. But like other people, you have your worries and responsibilities. People notice how you try to pay attention even if you have a mountain of work. You are very curious and expect bright perspectives from the future. You are optimistic about everything that surrounds you. People fall in love with you for these character traits.

Sun dominant, 4th house placements, 2nd house placements, 1st house placements

Do you find interesting skateboarding or riding a bike?

[elitegrayson]

request: y/n and grayson are enemies who happen to share the same friend group. while everyone is having a night out at the club, y/n is being harassed and groped by a guy. she finds grayson and taps the side of his hand to hold hands. graysons about to cuss her out but he immediately goes into protective mode

a/n: i appreciate all of your requests, keep em coming! i hope you enjoy this <3

it was a saturday night and your friends decided they wanted to go out clubbing. your best friend thought it would a good idea for everyone to get ready at her house. she said it'll be easier for everyone could leave from there. it was only four of you guys; rose, you, kent, and grayson. 

now grayson wasn’t particularly your friend. he was more like a coworker, but even then he was barely that. rose and kent know you guys bump heads often, but it’s never gotten too crazy. you only put up with it because wherever kent goes, grayson just has to follow. there’s no escaping him even if you wanted to. it’s the same thing with you and Rose, now that you think about it, but that’s different.

when you walked into the club, the hot air swept across your face. it smelled of hot bodies and alcohol. you like to party, but you’re more of a kickback girl, not a club girl. nonetheless, you wanted to let loose and have some fun.  

“let’s get some drinks! boys, can you go to the bar and get something good?” rose asked, looking over at kent and grayson. 

“we’ll get something for you, but not for y/n.” grayson smirked as you just rolled your eyes.

“oh please, i don’t need you to do anything for me. hell, i’ll get it myself. rose, come with me.” you responded, purposely pushing gray out of the way.

“don’t worry y/n, you’re gonna need me one day!” he yelled out, but you just ignored him, flipping him off as you walked towards the bar. you saw that the bartender was a woman and you instantly felt safe.most of the creeps here always have to comment on your drinks saying that you “couldn’t handle your drinks”.

“hey ladies, what can i get for you?” the bartender smiled, showing off her cheeky dimples.

“hi! um, i’ll take a long island iced tea, please? and what do you want rose?”

“i’ll just have a bloody mary.”

“bloody mary and a long island coming up!” 

one drink turned into at least five more. you kind of stopped counting but all you know is you felt amazing. at this point, you were on the dance floor with rose having the time of your life. music was blasting, you had a couple of drinks in your system, and everything felt great.

“hey, why do you hate grayson so much? he’s nice you know plus he’s our friend.” rose asked, yelling a bit as she leaned into your ear.

you were confused about why she was asking you about him, considering they haven’t been with us since you got your drinks.

“i don’t hate him, i just strongly dislike him. he just annoys me i don’t know. why are you even asking about him, it’s gonna ruin the nighttt.” you replied, slurring your words at the end.

“i think you guys would look cute together, to be honest,” she giggled, slapping your shoulder, but you swiped her hand away.

“gross! there’s no way in fucking hell i’d end up with him. anywho i think i want another drink, wanna come with?” you asked as she shook her head no. you knew in your head you didn’t need another drink, but you wanted one.

you sat down and before you could tell her what you wanted, she already put the drink in front of you. “this last one is on me, girl.” she smiled as you thanked her. a few seconds later, you felt someone’s hot breath on your neck.

“hey there beautiful, are you all alone tonight?” the man said then he touched your lower back slightly.

“hey, do you know what personal space is? and don’t fucking touch me, you don’t know me!” you hissed, standing up and slapping his hands off of you.

“c’mon sweetness, i’ve been watching you all night, and right now i’m tired of watching. i want you, now,” he growled, pushing you closer to him and then he roughly grabbed your ass. immediately you cursed and then slapped him and ran in the other direction.

tears started to brim in your eyes, but you started to look for Grayson. you don’t know why he was the first person to pop into your head, but he was. soon enough you saw him in the corner with a drink in his hand. luckily he was alone so you started to stumble towards him, making your way through the crowd.

you tapped the side of his hand and then you intertwined his with yours. “yo y/n what the fuck are you-“ he stopped when he saw what you looked like. makeup stained by your tears and you could barely stand on your two feet. “gray please i n-need you. i was at the b-bar and a man t-touched me.” you began to cry again, yet you were holding hands with grayson. he smiled at the shorter version of his name. you always called him by his full name so the fact that you called him “gray” made his heart flutter slightly.

he tried to push that in the back of his head so he can focus and try to comfort you. “y/n come here,” he cooed, letting go of your hand and replacing it with your hair. you were leaving a mess on his shirt, but you didn’t care. you just needed his comfort. your mind started to wonder about the words you spoke earlier to him. it was ironic that you were crying in your enemy's arms, but you decided not to say anything. you knew he never predicted this to happen, but that didn’t matter right now. you just needed grayson.

grayson continued to rub your back and whisper comforting things in your ear, but in reality, he was ready to raise hell thinking about the man who touched you. you two have never really been friends and hell he never really gave you the light of day. yet he never wanted anything bad to happen to you, especially something like this. he’s never seen you this drunk before and he definitely won’t admit it, but it’s nice that you found him and not rose or kent.

“y/n, let’s go home yeah? i don’t want you to be here any longer. we need to get you home and in bed.” grayson explained, you looked up at him with glossy, stained mascara eyes and gave him a nod.

“but what about the man? what if we see him on our way out?” you asked, holding on to him even tighter than before.

“i hope we don’t, but if we do that asshole will know to never touch another woman again, especially you y/n. i am so sorry that this happened to you.” by surprise, he pressed a small kiss to your forehead. you were shocked of course, but you didn’t say anything. you just smiled to yourself and followed grayson to the entrance.

[i4bellingham]

HAPPIER: mason mount x reader

SYNOPSIS: you only appreciate what you have when it's gone. mason feels that certain way about you.

CONTENT: angst, breakups, written from mason's pov, oc named amelia, george russell x reader, kind of rushed ending (?) + not proofread please don’t sue me 🙏🏻

NOTE: i hope everyone's had a good week so far! if not, then i hope this upcoming one will be a lot more bearable for you <3 also not sure about the title like i literally suck at coming up with it but please ignore that if it doesn't match lol

ONE.

Everything felt like shit.

Everything just felt different now that you're finally out of Mason’s life.

It doesn't feel suffocating but it does feel like there's a hollow in his chest every time a reoccurring memory of you flashes by his mind.

It doesn't hurt. It doesn't bother him. But Mason does feel numb. He feels numb to everything around him and feeling certain emotions are lost.

A month after you left, the entire house was merely an imitation of what it used to be before it was bought; bare, soulless and empty. There's no longer any scent of coffee filling the house from your constant brewing. There's no more extra set of skin care supplies on the bathroom sink saved for you. There's no more neatly arranged closet when you hurriedly tucked away your clothes in your luggage before you left, leaving the closet nearly barren of anything to remember you by. The plants had all dried up from the lack of care from its now sole owner. The paintings and photos that used to give your walls a depiction of your character and your love for each other was now left empty, bare gray walls catching Mason’s eyes like the colorless sensation there is to his chest.

Everything wasn't the same.

Everything was never going to be the same.

TWO.

An entire year had passed by, yet there were still no apparent changes in Mason and his way of living.

Christian and Kai suggested for him to see somebody else, venture out and relive his romantic adventures with someone new.

Mason knew he shouldn't, not when he's not in a capable state to even be thinking about starting a new relationship but he simply nods his head. He agrees with their suggestion, just so they don’t bother him about this part of his life that he knows will never function the same.

And so, Mason prepares himself for the blind date prepped by his two friends that will happen in the weekend.

He got three more days left to sort himself out. He doesn't do anything. He dreads for that day to come.

Her name was Amelia.

　

THREE.

She was a nice lady. She had a kind smile, one that almost threw him off as she sat in front of him, introducing herself and shaking his hands. She wore an outfit he knew you'd be fussing to wear, he knew you'd ask him a plenty of questions and he'd assure you just as many times that you look phenomenal, just like you always do. Amelia was chatty, but not in the overbearing kind. She knew how to carry the conversation that Mason could give zero fucks about. But for the sake of her kindness, he tries to match her energy with his fake smiles, fake laughter, fake enthusiasm, fake everything. He just wants for the night to be over. He just wants to go home.

“I know you haven't healed from your last relationship with...” Amelia starts, and Mason was ready to cut her off, tell her that she doesn't have the right to touch such a sensitive subject with him, not when they barely know each other at all. “And I’m in the same position. The last relationship was what I thought would be my endgame, I was wrong obviously.” She chuckles, but it felt and sound faked in Mason’s ears.

Is that how he sounded all evening? Like he was restrained from something that kept him from showing his real emotions to a girl who showed him nothing but kindness?

Amelia leans back on her seat, a timid smile on her lips as she offers him her hand. “So because of that, I know I'm not in the right condition to be finding someone as of now to be in a relationship with... but I would like for us to be friends, if that's alright with you?”

Amelia waits for Mason to respond, and for a split second he considers declining her offer, tell her he's already got a bunch of them but he sighs and with that sigh he shakes her hand, now with a small genuine smile on his lips.

“Fine. Friends.”

He shouldn't have agreed to being her friend. Not when he knew there was a chance of her falling like in the cliche movies and books where the female friend falls for her male friend.

　　　

FOUR.

And as the tears run down from her eyes, Mason bites the insides of his cheeks as he moves his head to divert his gaze elsewhere.

“I don’t know until when do I have to compete with her... she's not here anymore Mase but why are you so keen on holding onto your memories with someone who's already moved on with someone else?” She asks him, weeping softly.

Mason isn't sure why himself. Was it the memories? Was it the way you used to love him so freely? Was it the way you accepted him for all his flaws and stayed by his side despite the time where football grew harsh on him and he wasn't on his best form? Was it because you saw past his flaws but still stayed with him, whispering how much he means to you and how much you love him during the late night evenings when you're both on bed and when you thought he was already fast asleep? Whispering kind and loving words so emotionally that tears ran down your cheeks and onto the bed, probably thinking that he doesn't know that you show him your most vulnerable state of loving when you think he's asleep beside you? Which was it?

“I’m here for you Mase. I’ve been here for you for for nearly a year. She might have loved you differently but I can love you in my own way... just let her go.”

Mason lets her hand go, turning his back on her as he walks back and forth in front of Amelia in the parking lot of the restaurant.

“You know I can't do that-” Mason bites his lips, gnawing on it as he paces. “Ame you know I can't do that-”

Amelia walks over to him, grabbing his hands and she pleads him, tells him that Yes, You can Mase! You can but you just chose not to!

Mason wants to tell her that he can't. That he shouldn't have gone to that blind date in the very first place because now he's hurting the one friend who was there for him, who understood him.

But as another car flashes their headlights to their left as it was being parked and a familiar figure steps out, all thoughts immediately leave Mason’s head.

The door to the restaurant opens before Kai steps out, wanting to fuse down the conversation and get the two back inside before his eyes too lands on the familiar figure standing a mere 10 feet away from them. And all of a sudden, that plan doesn't seem as easy as it sounded in Kai’s head.

Because like some fucked up game the fates conjured, you were there, standing and staring at the situation you were cluelessly partly the cause of.

“Mase? Kai?”

Mason nearly ran to you, beg for you to take him back, tell you that he still loved you despite your relationship ending a year and a half ago. But somethingㅡsomeone kept him from doing so and just ultimately saved his face from the embarrassment it could've caused.

“You know them love?” George fucking Russell places an arm around your waist as he awaits for your answer, patiently and kindly doing so before you're nodding your head with a smile.

“Yeah... they're my, my friends.”

Friends? Ha. Mason wanted to clarify that he wasn't just a friend, that he was but he was your boyfriend once too.

George sends them a head nod and a tight-lipped smile. “Well... it's always nice to meet my girlfriend’s friends. I’m George Russell.”

Kai walks over to offer a hand, one that George immediately shakes before the German hugs you. You wrap an arm around Kai, warily eyeing Mason and only then noticing the girl beside him.

You were about to approach them and introduce yourself when Mason opens his mouth and says something he knew he will regret immensely.

“You should join us... for dinner. Just so we can, catch up and talk properly.” He offers, and Kai sends him a warning look.

“That is if we're not going to be a bother with your night, of course.” Kai adds. “You can joins us at our table.”

“Yeah.” Amelia nods her head beside Mason, and he notices that she's dried her tears, plastering on one of her friendly smiles. “I would love to know Y/N that I have heard so much about from the guys.”

Instead of declining, you turn your head to George. “Can we love?”

George fucking Russell leans down to fucking kiss your head, smiling charmingly as he replies. “Sure love, we can join them for dinner. Would be a nice opportunity to know your friends better I reckon.” He chuckles.

Amelia leads the way, opening the door as she gestures for you and George to follow her in while introducing herself to the both of you.

Mason and Kai were left standing in front of the restaurant, the recent happening weighing heavily on the both of them and embracing them in an uncomfortable silence.

But Kai breaks that after a while, shooting him a stern glare as he points a finger on Mason’s chest. “Don’t do something fucking stupid Mase. I know you, but don't do something that will hurt you and her again.” Kai follows after the three of you inside the restaurant, leaving Mason alone to dwell on his thoughts.

Mason used to think that everything was colourless, dreary and hollow after you left. He still believes in it. He doesn't know how to fix this way of feeling and thinking but after tonight, he's sure that there's no way of retrieving you back with him no matter how much he wants to. Not when there's a ring band on your ring finger. Not when you're already entwined with someone else that you so clearly loved, just awaiting for the time to pronounce your love in front of family and friends.

Mason is so used to think of everything so differently, and he can't help but think that maybe he'll never get over this one anytime soon.

[madame-fear]

hi! could you please write a headcanon of dark knight trilogy jonathan with a nurse! reader who he has developed feelings for? (preferably female reader but gn is also fine!)

thank you <3

Hii anon!! 💕 Of course!! This is lovely 🥰 This reminds me, I have saved in my drafts a short imagine about Gotham!Jonathan Crane saving a Nurse!Reader from inmates 😂 So I'll upload that too ❤

Happy reading, dear!! 💞

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DK!Jonathan Crane x Nurse!Reader | Jonathan Having A Crush On You Headcanons

I feel like he's not an easy man to get. He knows about your existence and has noticed you walking through the halls of Arkham Asylum before, but never really paid any attention to you.

^ Mainly because he always noticed you through the corner of his eyes, since he's always extremely busy and he can't distract himself with someone in the middle of his work.

But, that immediatly changes the day you were on your shift and he needed some medical assistance, so they had to call you.

At first, he looked like a very cold on the outside, but on the inside he's actually charmed by your sweetness and how well you took care of his wounds.

You were slightly nervous around him mostly because he looks very intimidating 😅 But you did your job properly, so everything went well.

Obviously he won't say anything about that to you, nor extremely compliment you. He'd just kindly thank you and tell you you're dismissed.

After that, he couldn't help but keep thinking about you and your enchanting personality.

That wasn't your only encounter, of course. He kept calling you to his office for stupid little things, only as an excuse to see you and talk to you once again.

Expect him to deny his blooming feelings for you! He never thinks about dating or starting a relationship with someone, but there's something about you that he just can't ignore.

Eventually he just gives up and admits to himself that he's got a crush for you, and a soft spot, too.

Honestly he loves seeing you take care of the inmates. You're always so sweet, compassionate for everyone, and so understanding...you're the only one who really makes him get flustered.

He takes extra care of you, now. He'll probably always send a guard to watch out for you, just to make sure an inmate doesn't hurt you.

If an inmate is aggressive and you have to attend that specific inmate, he'll come up with a random excuse just to replace someone in your place, and send you to look out for a less aggressive inmate.

If an inmate ever injuries/badly hurts you, beware because he's a walking thunderstorm. Don't be surprised if he gives a special visit to that inmate and uses his fear toxin on him.

The next day, if you ask him about the inmate, he'll probably tell you he had a mental breakdown or something, and also not to worry because he'll be the one in charge of the situation.

You're literally the most and only privileged nurse in Arkham tbh

Generally he just overprotects you a lot, and your co-workes tease you often with that.

You've seen and met each other so many times that you've grown a special trust on each other.

You're the only one in all of Arkham whom he's shown his Scarecrow mask and talked about his recent work regarding fear.

Please compliment his mask and his studies on fear, he'll love hearing your opinion about it.

Also, if you leave his office with a goodbye kiss on the cheek, oh boy...you'd leave him blushing like a little girl!

He's just not used to that type of physicality, so honestly he appreciates it, but only because you're the one showing physical affection to him.

Over the passing of time, he'll eventually return the affection by, probably, hugging you in private spaces and kissing your head.

It took him a while until he asked you out. He was too afraid (ironic) that you'll either reject him or think that he's unprofessional and lose all the trust you've gained.

So it took him a few good months to think about how he would ask you out for a date without scaring you off.

Surprise surprise! You accepted having a date with him, and he's over the moon about it.

He'd be so nervous about it like he's never been before, you've got quite a strong effect on him.

Of course, he makes sure no one knows about your little dates with him. What everyone does knows is that you're very close to Dr Crane, so you've earned some respect and good reputation on Arkham Asylum.

Just, be prepared to have all his entire attention. Once you've got him around your finger, he's yours. He's very loyal, and makes sure nobody disrespects or even dares to hurt you. ❤

[1nephthys]

It's just platonic.

Word count: ~3.5k

Make it work this time, Steve. (part 3)

PLEASE DO NOT COPY.

Alright, I'm posting this again because I deleted it by mistake (istg I can use Tumblr) anddd I want to add - the title is not about Steve and reader

Everyone was siting in Wheeler's basement, asleep. Everyone except y/n. This is not how it supposed to go. Y/n supposed to sit between Robin and Max on a couch and the whole group supposed taking turns to keep an eye on her.

"Earth to Dustin. Hellooo!" Eddie kept saying on the other side of walky-talky. It was laying beside Steve so he woke up first.

"Eddie?" he asked still kind of out of this world.

"Stevie? Heyy! Listen, I know we are probably not a the best terms, but I will need some food soon. It would be nice if-" Eddie talked on the other side of Dustin's device when Steve finally looked around the room.

His eyes finally laned on the couch. On the empty space between Robin and Max. Exactly were y/n was supposed to sleep. "Not now Eddie" he said quickly. Before the guy on the other end had any chance to answer and beg him to listen, Steve was already on the stairs. Hell, he was already on the corridor, screaming her name.

"Morning, Steve. Are you okay, sweetheart?" Nancy's mom asked him. He looked around and noticed the girl he was looking for. She was sitting with her back to him and headphones on. She probably didn't even heard him. But what important, she was all fine and in one piece.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm sorry. Everything's alright" He answered after a second as he took few deep breaths.

"I think it's so sweet of you to care for your girlfriend. But don't worry she's fine. This murder will not get her in this house." Karen said. She had no idea about anything. This murder could get her anywhere. And he couldn't call her his girlfriend.

"She's not- we broke up. In high school." He explained which gave him a little stab to the heart.

"Oh, I'm sorry" She gave him sympathetic smile.

He ignored her and sat beside y/n. "Hey."

"Hey" she answered as she took her headphones off and put it around her neck.

"You scared me" he said. He didn't sound angry, mad or upset. He sounded worried, really worried.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't sleep." She smiled a little at him "you kept blasting music in my ears, for some reason." he chucked.

"Yeah, sorry 'bout that" he said with a smile, it was making his heart so happy to finally talk with her, even joking when no one was around, just the two of them. He looked at the table and noticed a map and pencil. "What's this?" he asked.

"It's- you know, when I was there I saw some things. There was mainly this red fog but- it's may be stupid but.. also random pieces of- I don't know- a house? Then this fucking towers and- and bodies-"

"Y/n- I'm sorry you needed to see that" He said as he put his hand on her shoulder. She appreciated it.

"It's fine- I'm gonna be okay." she rescued. Not sure if she did it for him or herself. She looked over at map again. "But I saw something specific. The only thing that was actually clear. I saw window- like not just a window. Stained glass with roses. I'm just sure I've seen it somewhere. Now, I'm trying to figure out where exactly." She told him. Steve wanted to help, he was thinking for a few seconds before some idea appeared in his head.

"Can you draw this stained glass?" He asked her as he grabbed the container of crayons and piece of paper that younger Wheeler girl probably left there earlier.

"I will try my best" y/n responded and quickly started drawing. Steve was looking at her hands, he remembered how good of artist she was. As soon as she started coloring he knew this door. He looked at the map, she was too focused on drawing to noticed.

"It's there." He said as he pointed on one of the crosses she made earlier. "It's Victor Creel's house" he looked at her. This house was abandoned for years, some teenagers were making jokes that it was haunted.

"Of course it is. He is connected with Vecna, somehow" she said under her breath.

"I will wake up the rest, we are going there." Steve said as he stand up, y/n after him and soon the whole group were siting in his car without any idea where they were going.

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They finally made it to the house. There were little, old playground next to it and a lot of wilted plants. It was ruin, all windows and doors boarded up, but y/n still could see a little bit of this stained glass.

"Is it the house you saw there?" Nancy asked from the back of the car. Y/n was sitting on a passenger seat next to Steve.

"I mean- I guess? The door is the same. And it's make sense." She answered, not taking her eyes off ruined building.

"Alright, we will go. Robin, you will stay there with y/n" Steve ordered, surprising everyone in the car.

"Fine with me" Robin commented.

"No. Are you kidding? Why would I stay there?" Y/n asked him.

"Because it's dangerous. Especially for you. What if he looking for you? And if this place is really connected with him, he might feel you there or something. We're not risking" He explained. Bullshit. She thought.

"He might be right" Dustin said from the back seat.

"You little traitor" Y/n said under her breath. "Come on." she said and before anyone had any chance to stop her, she was out of the car on her way to the door.

"You really tried to stop her?" Max asked, looking at Steve and then Dustin as she got out of the car and went to y/n's side.

Everyone else went after them, Nancy took crowbar and soon they were taking boards off the doors, showing more and more of stained glass.

"What we are looking for in this creepy-ass house, again?" Robin asked as she was looking at Nancy. Steve came to help her.

"We don't know exactly but we know this house is important to Vecna so maybe we will find out where he is. why he's back. why he killed the Creels. And how to stop him before he comes back for y/n." Nancy explained.

"But you don't really think he is in there, do you?" Lucas asked, looking at Steve's back.

"We will find out." Max said, now nerves were getting into her.

Steve dropped last board, showing the group stained glass in all its glory. "Y/n. You sure it's what you saw?" He asked, looking at the girl. Everyone was looking at her, but she barely heard him.

Instead, she heard someone else.

"Y/n." hard, low voice said "What are you doing in here, y/n?"

"Y/n?" Steve said again, since she didn't look away of the door.

"Uh, yeah. I'm- I'm sure it's there" She said after a second.

"Alright" Steve tried to open the door "It's locked." He said, like nobody noticed "Should I knock, see if anybody's home?" he asked.

"No need" Robin said, behind everyone's back, holding a huge rock in her hand. "I found key."

It took her seconds to shatter the window and put her arm in the hole, to open the door from inside.

"Ladies first" she gestured to Steve.

"Very funny" he said sarcastically but went first anyway.

Nancy went behind him, then Dustin, Lucas and Max. Robin was last one, behind y/n since she wasn't too enthusiastic about going in there anyway. They started looking around, Lucas even tried to turn on the light.

"Looks like someone forgot to pay their electric bill." He commented.

Y/n went a little further with her flashlight. She saw it again, this old grandfather clock. "Hey, guys" She said with a lump in her throat. She didn't take her eyes off in when everybody stand around her, looking at it too. "You all see that, right?" she asked them.

"Yeah. Old clock." Dustin said.

"Yeah, you saw it in your visions, right?" Steve asked. She could just nod her head.

"This house have the answers. Somewhere." Nancy said. "Okay, everyone stay in groups. Me and Robin, upstairs."

"I will stay with Steve and y/n." Dustin said, the girls already left. There was no way he would leave his sister with this asshole all alone, after what he heard. Even though she seemed to be less upset than before. She used to act like nothing happened, so maybe now she was doing it too, right?

"Come on Dustin" Max grabbed his wrist and pulled him to one of the rooms before he had any chance to refuse.

"Max you don't understand-" Dustin said when there were just three of them. Max, Dustin and Lucas "he did something stupid and-"

"Weird 'cause since she almost got killed by Vecna she's much nicer to him" Lucas said.

"Yeah! and I don't understand why! She acted like nothing happened for so long and I tried to get them back together and she'd never told me anything!" Dustin said, frustrated.

"Dustin, what are you talking about?" Max asked and then he realized that they still didn't know about this dare. "Let them solve their shit without your help, huh?"

"I don't want her to get hurt." He said quietly.

"Steve would never hurt her." Lucas said and he was right. Somehow. Now, he wouldn't hurt her. Now, he would do anything just to keep her safe.

Meanwhile, Y/n and Steve went upstairs. Y/n had song playing on her headphones which were laying on her shoulders, music was loud enough to feel safe but also hear Steve.

"Hey, can I tell you something?" he asked quietly as they both looked around. She just hummed, to focused on looking at spiders' nets. "I know I have kinda shitty timing, but after what happened- you know in your bathroom. I don't want to argue again, but I almost lost you for lifetime. I- I don't want it to happen y/n, I fucked up, I know I did but I will do anything to fix it." He confessed.

"Steve-" y/n said quietly, she was thinking about him much more lately, about what she should do.

"No y/n- just let me-" he didn't even know what especially he wanted to said but for sure he didn't want her to interrupt him "I know I had so much time to talk to you before all of it happened and now it's much more complicated because of Vecna and Eddie is there but-" Steve said but y/n interrupted him again when she noticed that something reflected the light of her flashlight from the ventilation grille.

"What's that?" She asked, it seemed like she totally ignored Steve's confession.

She rushed over there and lifted the grate. Steve sighed and crouched down beside her. He put his hand down and raised a jar. They saw dead spider inside with net and leaves. It looked like someone long time ago made house for a small insect. There were a lot of jars like this one.

"Steve, don't move" y/n said quietly when she noticed one spider on boy's shoulder. Before she had any chance to say something more, he started shaking it off which made the jar in his hand drop and break on the floor. He grabbed y/n hand and in panic got out of this room closing the door behind them.

"Sorry" he said after a second when he realized he was, in fact, holding her hand. He let her go but maybe, or maybe not, his stomach was full of butterflies and he totally forgot about spiders, Vecna and literally the whole world.

"It's fine" she said as she looked at him, totally not feeling the same butterflies.

"What's going on there?" Nancy asked as she appeared from the other side of corridor.

"Uhh, there was a spider. Were a lot of spiders." Steve said after a second "don't go in there" he added as he pointed at the door he just closed.

"Wait, stop moving" Nancy said as she reached Steve's hair "I got it" Y/n was just standing there, awkwardly, looking anywhere but at her two friends. Who in the world didn't heard the rumors about Steve's feelings for Nancy? Of course, y/n knew there was nothing, Nancy was her friend and she would tell her, but deep down inside, even during their relationship with Steve, she was insecure about it.

"If there's a spider, you're never gonna find it till it lays eggs and the babies spill out." Robin said as she appeared behind Nancy. Y/n looked at her, grateful. Maybe it was just her or maybe the air became less heavy when there wasn't just the three of them.

"What's wrong with you?" Steve asked as he turned around. Y/n chuckled under her breath "And you?" Steve looked at her, then he heard Nancy also did that "Come on, you too?" he asked. "So you all are friends now? Awesome. I mean- It's really is- I mean I know you two were but Robin now too- I mean. You know what I mean." Steve explained, at least he tried. "We should all go out somewhere. After you know, we safe the world and stuff. You know, me, you two, Robin, wherever she went right now-"

"I'm right there!" She said as she stuck her head out from behind the wall "actually looking for something and not asking two girls at once on a date" she tested.

"It's not a date! We had just platonic feelings right there" Steve explained quickly. He pointed his finger between him and Nancy, making sure y/n got what he was talking about.

"Yep, just platonic friendship. Nothing more since freshmen year of high school." She added awkwardly, she had never thought about it but now when Steve was so desperate to show y/n he did not have any romantic feelings towards Nancy, she wanted show her that too. She always crossed her fingers for those two. "But I think it's great idea. Y/n, are you in?" Nancy asked. Right now, y/n thought about Steve and Nancy, she never told any of them how she felt about their relationship, so they never made it clear to her that this was just friendship. She felt like huge stone was lifted from her heart.

"Yeah, I think it will be nice." She answered with a little smile. Robin chuckled from her place but they all heard it. "Let's go back to looking for.. something"

"You're right." Steve said and he went to the next corridor "You're coming?" he asked as he looked at y/n, she nodded.

"So about what you said earlier, before spider attacked you," she chuckled before continuing "what did you mean about Eddie? I mean, you said it's complicated because of Vecna, yeah you for sure right with that, but Eddie part? You don't like him, do you?" She asked as she stopped walking, Steve did the same.

"I mean, I- aren't you two like, like each other?" He asked "It's not that I don't like him, he just- he is friend with Dustin and he-" y/n stopped him.

"Steve, are you jealous?" She asked him seriously.

"What? No. I'm not. Well- maybe a little" he sighed. "he came out of nowhere and now Dustin talk about him all the time and you-"

"Steve calm down. I don't like him in this way. It's just platonic" she said at the same tone as he told her about him and Nancy. "And Dustin really like him. He is happy he has someone in high school. You know, you had never experienced it but when you nerd or freak or not fit anywhere, it's nice to have a friend like you. I'm sure Dustin still like you. But you really need to talk to him." She explained, she was like that too, years ago before she met Steve, so she knew what she was talking about.

But Steve was more focused on something else. Of course, he was glad, hearing that Dustin might still consider him as a friend. But there were other words It's just platonic, his heart almost exploded.

"I- I will talk to him. I don't know how yet, but I will figure it out" He said. "Gosh, I'm sorry for that. I really thought he might- you know" take my place. he didn't said that but it was in the back of his head the whole time.

"It's fine. And don't figure it out for too long, Steve. The longer you wait, the more complicated things become." she said with a little giggle.

"Right." he said under his breath, he didn't find it funny but she was joking with him again. It's a good sign, right?

The song came to an end and Steve reached to y/n's mp3 player "Can I?" He asked, she nodded her head and looked down at his hands. "I wish we had a longer loop" he said a he withdrew the tape.

"It's almost an hour" she said. "I wonder where you get that" she looked at him.

"I have my ways" he said. He didn't even remembered. He had it for so long, somewhere in his room. He left the short version that actually saved her in his car.

"You never liked this song" she told him. Of course she remembered too, every time she wanted to play it, he always said it was cheesy and shitty.

"Well- maybe it's a good reminder of old, good times?" he said. The song started playing again "All done." he smiled at her and stuff became awkward again, when he kept looking in her eyes for a few seconds too long.

"Guys! Come here for a second!" Lucas yelled from downstairs. Y/n and Steve broke eye contact and he cleaned his throat, then they just followed his voice, his definitely not happy voice.

They looked at chandelier. It was shining. "Like the Christmas lights" Nancy said as soon as she appeared with Robin next to Max.

"The Christmas lights?" Robin asked.

"When Will was in the Upside Down, the lights come to life." She explained, really short.

"Vecna is here. Just on the other side." Dustin said. Light turned off again.

"I think he left the room." Robin said.

"Can he hear us? Or see us?" Lucas asked, looking at Max, then y/n.

"Everyone, turn off your flashlights and spread out." Nancy said and everyone did as she said.

"Y/n, stay by my side" Steve ordered, but the girl was already on her way upstairs.

"I'm not a kid, Steve." she said "I will be alright." she also added and she put her headphones on properly. Steve sighed but went other way.

After a minute or two they all heard Robin "I got him!" she yelled. Everyone from theirs side of house started making their way to her. "I had him" She said when her light turned off again. They all were standing in one of the rooms downstairs.

When Steve's flashlight shined he kept it higher. "He's moving" He started going where the light showed him, he looked behind him just for a second, everyone was going behind him. He went upstairs when his light turned off too, again. "Shit. I lost him"

"No, you didn't." Y/n said as his opened the door to attic. All the lights were on there. Just a one light was there, in fact.

"I will go first" Steve said and he did that before y/n had any chance to went there.

"Hold on, guys. What's if it's trap? Guys?" Dustin asked but everyone was already there. Even Robin and her complain about going to attic in abandoned house.

When they got there, their flashlight were flashing much brighter than it normally would. The glass in the light bulb broke. But y/n felt something more. Her head was hurting. So bad, she thought she was going to faint.

She didn't said anything, she didn't even had time. Their flashlight broke and then there were silence. Pain stopped, like it was never really there.

"We should get out of there. Now." Robin said.

"She's right. C'mon" Dustin added.

And they did, they rushed to Steve's car to drive away.

a/n. Again! I'm sorry it took so long and holly molly, thank you all so so much for every like and respond on previous parts!!! I love you all so so much I almost cried when I saw it yesterday. Let me know what you think about it!!

[bohnsky]

My favorite drivers 2 months and 3 weeks into liking F1:

1. Alex Albon

Nothing changed here. Albono is probably the love of my life. I even had a dream about him in which I was more or less friends with him and had the biggest crush on him. He just seems like such a nice, fun and genuine guy and I would give (almost) everything I own to be friends with him.

The weekend wasn't optimal for Williams, but it wasn't the worst and as long as Alex is fine, I'm happy.

Also I finally started to appreciate Lily the way she deserves. I know it's toxic af, but I always find myself having problems with the wags just because of pure jealousy, especially when it comes to people like Alex (I just love him so much). But I try my best not to. I've always liked Lily as a person and now I finally also like her as Albono's wag. She seems to be good to him and they both deserve to be happy.

2. Sergio Perez

Yes he's still up here, I'm still obsessed. And I'm still sad that there seem to be very few people who don't constantly make fun of him. Bless everyone who is nice to him.

I am soooo insanely happy that both quali and race went well for him for once. But the sprint race sucked. And for some reason my brother felt the need to make fun of him for DNFing. Like he didn't even watch it, he has no idea what happened, but felt the need to rub that in my face. But I guess that's what a brother is there for.

I've been reading tons of Chestappen fics lately. I'm really sad that I got into f1 too late and missed their honeymoon phase. I joined after the divorce. Which is probably for the better, because it would've hurt too much seeing the divorce in real time.

Seeing them on the podium together was greath tho :)

I just wish they would hug :(

3. Charles Leclerc

Charles on Pole and P3 in the race!!!! I was so happy for him!! P1 or 2 would've been better of course, but there is no stopping Red Bull so it's basically a win and I love that for him.

Also is it just me or is it super awkward when the Red Bulls are basically ignoring Charles when spraying Champagne on the podium? He deserves some attention as well😭😭

Honerable mentions:

Sophia Flörsch. She's not in F1 but F3, but I just need to mention her. The first woman to score points, I'm so proud of her😭😭

And damn what a race starting from P24 to P7. She deserves way more attention than she's getting, so please take this as your sign to go support Sophia!

Max. As always, his hair. And him in civil clothing is going to kill me someday. It's not like I'm seeking Max content (except for Chestappen or Lestappen stuff), but when I see it I usually like it. His smile is the sweetest and the hug he shared with Christian after the race made me melt.

And I feel like I need to say again that even if I don't like this total domination that's going on, Max totally deserves it. He just is that good.

Lance. I need simply need more Lance content, preferably Strollonso content, thank you very much. Lance just seems like a sweetheart to me. I usually don't like giving celebs, or people I don't personally know pet names, but Lance is such a baby girl, the princess of kitty town.

Saturday drove me crazy. I felt so bad for Lance crashing because he changed to slicks and basically destroying not only his and Fernandos chance of getting into Q3, but also the Williams. He must've felt so bad. I know I would've.

But hey, we got stroints.

Esteban. It's the same with Charles and Pierre. I started liking Pierre mainly because he's close to Charles and now I start paying more attention to Esteban. And he's a really good driver. I love that for him.

Fernando. My mom, who doesn't know anything about f1 or the drivers, randomly said that she likes Fernando the most. When I asked why she said because of the f1 intro. She thinks he looks likable and I think that's funny.

Also big F for him, I hope he got to enjoy his birthday despite all the shit that was going down in Aston that day.

Pierre. I was so happy for him! It was "only" a sprint race, but podium is podium.

Also I've been reading many Yukierre fics lately for some reason.

Yuki. Like I said, I've been reading a lot of Yukierre. But also, Yuki got points :D

And my brother said something against Yuki, which made me mad (he likes to dislike the things I like, honsetly I'm just glad he doesn't shit on Alex)

Carlos. The team really made him drive half the race with a broken car. It sucks so bad, I just want my vroom vroom boys to be happy :(

Also Carlando are just so cute, I can't with them.

Oscar. Same as Carlos. Oscar just had such a good weekend and then he has to retire after the first turn. That was really sad!

So that's it for now, hope everyone gets to relax a bit during summer break :)

[kanra-nakura]

[Fiction] From Caged Marines to Whitebeard Pirates - Chapter 13 pt. 3

~Two weeks after rescuing Yu’s island~

Luffy hummed, swirling the glass of punch with her hand, eyeing the people who were mingling and having fun with each other, while glancing at her discreetly (or as discreetly as they could) from the corner of their eyes.

She knows why they were eyeing her, after all, it’s not every day that a lonely 15-year-old girl, who had no family or friends surrounding her, joins a cruise that is filled with snobbish nobles. A few men couldn’t help but be attracted to the young girl, eyeing her forming voluptuous body, loving how her dress clung to her body.

The young D glanced down at her dress, hiding a sneer that tried to appear on her face, disliking how tight the upper part was. Luffy’s dress is a red off-shoulder, heart neckline, maxi-dress with a black corset over it (the young girl cursed the person who had created the corset, she could hardly breathe with it and it restricted her upper body’s movement, as well as how it made her still developing breasts pop up).

A black mesh shawl is hanging off her arms, something she requested when she realized how much of her skin would be showing due to the dress. Aside from that, she also has a genuine pearl drop necklace, with a ruby pendant hanging at the middle of it, on her neck with matching ruby earrings, her hair tied into a bun, and holding the bun together is a bridal hair comb, with rubies branching out, nearly covering the back of her head.

Everything Luffy’s wearing is basically screaming that she's rich when she didn’t even purchase them and was instead a 'gift'. At least that's what Sengoku had told her after ranking her up into a Lieutenant (to which she demanded not to be announced, at all), giving her a week's leave, though said leave is her spending it on a cruise and eat-all-you-can buffet at said cruise.  A reward, she was told, for finding out about the truth about Yu's island and bringing justice.

She appreciated the cruise but the dress, or dresses (she was given multiple), was not appreciated. Especially when it made Garp dote on and try to buy her more, trying to doll her up. (Luckily, Tsuru was there and actually managed to beat her fellow Vice-Admiral up before looking at Luffy and telling her to ignore the old man)

The young girl moved away from her spot, walking as gracefully as she could with her bare feet, something no one else could see considering the hemline of her dress was at least an inch away from the floor. She ignored how the people stopped and bluntly stared at her back the moment she passed them and the group of three guards following after her from a distance.

A glance from the corner of her eyes, Luffy could see how the guards' eyes were glued to her, before looking back up ahead and began to plan on how to lose the guards so that she wouldn’t feel suffocated. While unnecessary, for some reason, the Gorosei had assigned her guards during her leave and it’s bothering her, a lot.

The young girl continued to walk towards the door, before pausing when someone stood in front of he, which made her look up and blink at the sight of a drunk man standing and leering in front of her. She blinked once more, before stepping to the side when the man followed her action, blinking once more, the young girl repeated her action only for the man to do the same thing.

This had continued for a while and it attracted nearly everyone's attention, and it started to irk the young D, as well as her guards.

“Excuse me…” She spoke softly, and this caused shivers to run on the drunkard's body.

“Yessss?” He slurred out and took a step forward, breaching through Luffy’s personal bubble.

“... Can you please move aside?” She asked politely, leaning away from the man, even taking a step back when he went closer to her.

“Umm… why?” the man sniffed. “I thought *hic* we were having fun *hic*?”

“Kick his balls!” the voices of the Sea, Sky, and Wind rang out, especially when the man's eyes kept on drifting towards the young girl's chest. Luffy blinked and tilted her head to the side, unaware of what the voices meant or the man’s action. The guards, however, knew what the man had in mind based on his actions, and thus as one they took a step forward and stood in front of Luffy.

The young girl stepped back and watched as her ‘bodyguards’ lined up before her and seemingly talked with the drunkard in front of them. A glance over her shoulder revealed that the nobles paled at the sight, a look at the back of the guards revealed a symbol of the World Government, and that symbol isn’t something to mess with. Something they registered just quite recently. 

The drunkard in front of them, however, doesn’t seem to mind, especially when he’s so intoxicated and his eyes are always on Luffy, who eyes them, before stepping around the group and moving forward. As the man reaches out, trying to grab her hand, a guard blocks his way and Luffy successfully manages to leave the group and the room itself, ignoring the murmurs that sprung up, followed by the screams of the drunkard and their terrified gasps.

For Continuation please click here….

[sadgirlbaby]

Hi! I don’t know if you’re accepting requests for matchups, if you aren’t feel free to ignore this, anyways If your matchups are open could I please request one with a character from AHS? <3

You can pick a character from any season, I don’t have a particular request although I’m on season 7 so I haven’t watched the others yet.

my pronouns are she/her and I’m asexual biromantic so any gender is fine. I’m an ESFJ and a Gemini. I have green eyes and short black hair, my haircut is similar to a soft mullet. I dress with goth/ fairy grunge clothes. I wear lots of rings and love to exchange them with others.

I’m the mom friend of the group, always there for everyone and my friends say that I’m really good at comforting people. I’m also calm and responsible, I usually am the one that takes care of other people. I’m very optimistic, I always try to see the good in everything and I often put other’s needs before my own, I would do everything for the people I care about and sometimes I’ve been told that I’m too kind for my own good. I have a sarcastic humor and I love making others laugh to lighten the situation, people say that I should be more serious and that I shouldn’t joke around so much. I don’t like when people tell me what to do and I’m not afraid to stand up for myself or for someone else. I also dislike when someone is too serious and really can’t take a joke as I tend to use humor as my coping mechanism. All my friends tell me I’m very smart. I also try to help my friends with study and school as much as possible. I’m also very ambitious, I always try to achieve my goals.

My love languages are physical touch and words of affirmation.

I absolutely love listening to music, it helps me relax and I really like reading. I also love watching horror movies even though it’s impossible to scare me. I also play Dungeons and Dragons with my friends anytime I can. also, I absolutely love musicals and I’m definitely a theatre kid.

I really hope I did this right, have a great day :)

love your personality! and I match you with…

SALLY MCKENNA - season 5 / hotel

this post may contain mature content which includes - drug references.

sally always needs someone there for her. someone who can comfort her at any moment. you are her mommy in a sort of way. you help her and you use words to fix her disorder.

she loves horror so much. you girls always spend nights watching scary movies and laughing together.

you both love having a walk outside and listening to music. you’re in love with indie/hard-rock music. deftones are your favorite band.

sally is healing faster since she met you. step by step she’s starting to get distant to people. she understands that she doesn’t have to chase people when they don’t want her. you told her so many times that she’s an independent woman.

when she can’t get what she wants, you always stand up for her. sally appreciates that so much.

sally loves making jokes even when it’s an inappropriate situation but you both always laugh.

she prefers going to the cinema than going to the theater but she respects your opinion anyway.

she gives up easily. as she used to drug herself, she cannot stand difficult things. you always try to help her and make her understand that she matters. you’re literally dragging her to reach her dreams and even if she’s dead, nothing’s gonna stop you.

sally often borrow your clothes ‘cause you both have the same style.

sally is smarter than you think. you both like buying unresolved cases on the web and resolve them by your own.

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notes: it was hard to me choosing a character who could match your personality. I think sally would be the closest character to you. I didn’t know if you liked sally so I preferred putting neither smut references nor fluffy references. + it’s my first matchup ever and I would appreciate sm any tip so I may write better the next matchups!

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reminder: requests are always open and you can request about whoever you want. I consider any type of headcanons/one shots/stories/smuts/matchups!

+ I accept any kind of tip about my writing/grammar and also about the structure of the imagine/preferences post.

[panda-writes-kpop]

Chapter Twelve (Avengers AU): Be Running Up That Hill

A/N: Hi guys, girls, and non-binary pearls! Hope everyone's doing well! 💖

Avengers AU Masterlist | Masterlist

TW: Bows, arrows, target practice, Y/N has a severe case of deja vu, implied black out (?), cursing

Life had been much slower after you came home from New Asgard, and to be honest, you weren’t complaining, at least for the first few days. Without major superheroes breathing down your neck or the pressure to keep a room above your head, you finally had some breathing room to do as you pleased.

Doing as you pleased turned out to be very boring and uneventful, and you hated it. All of that time you spent wishing that life would slow down was wasted, apparently.

It was the same old routine every day. You’d wake up at around the same time, wear one of the same fourteen outfits, get something decent for breakfast, and then head out to wander the streets of New York City. This was fun at first, but it quickly grew boring once you realized that the limitless city did have limits to it, after all.

You were tempted to pick up your phone and call someone, but what was the point? Yoohyeon, JiU, and Siyeon were searching for an M.I.A. Handong, Gahyeon was busy being “The Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Girl!”, and Lia, Irene, and Dami, of all people, were working together to keep “the order of the natural and cosmic world as it should be”.

As you scan through your phone contacts, you notice that there is one name that has yet to give you any sort of update on their condition: SuA.

As any curious soul does, you send a quick text to make sure that she’s alright.

Y/N: Hey, SuA, I haven’t heard from you in a while! I know you’re supposed to keep a low profile after everything that has happened, but I wouldn’t mind seeing you and catching up for a while!

You set your phone down for a moment to think about what you might want to prepare for dinner, and as you figure out what you want, you hear your phone go off.

SuA: I missed hearing from you, or from anyone else, to be honest. It’s a little boring where I’m at, if I’m being honest. I have to check it over with the person who’s safeguarding me, but I wouldn’t minding seeing your beautiful face~

Y/N: Let me know when you hear back from them. I also look forward to seeing your beauty in person once again. <3

~

As you’re preparing to head to bed, the phone on your nightstand buzzes.

SuA: She said it’s okay because she ran it past Irene, and Irene said that it would be good for me to have a bit of company, and she said you could use the company too.

Y/N: I guess she could tell that we’re both going a bit crazy due to the lack of anything happening? XD

SuA: I don’t know, I really don’t mind being out here. It’s peaceful and serene. Reminds me of life before my powers.

Y/N: Do you ever wish that you didn’t have powers?

…Don’t feel pressured to answer that, it was a bit forward on my part.

SuA: No, I don’t mind answering it. It’s only natural that you’d be curious about my powers. You’re not the first, and you most certainly will not be the last.

To be honest, I do sometimes wish that I did not have my powers, but again, I know that my life would be completely different than it is now. I wouldn’t have met wonderful people like you, who remind me of the goodness in the world.

Y/N: Me and goodness?!? That seems like a bit of a stretch, but I appreciate the flattery.

SuA: You deserve all of the flattery that anyone in the world could ever give.

Y/N: Aww, SuA, I’m blushing! That’s very sweet of you to say. <3 Do I need to worry about plane tickets or anything, assuming that you’re about as far away as I think you are?

SuA: I heard that Irene would take care of everything, so you’re all good.

Y/N: Can I ask you one final question?

SuA: You already did! :D

Y/N: I’m going to choose to ignore what you just said.

Who exactly is safeguarding you, if you’re able to say?

SuA: She’s a friend of Siyeon AND Irene, believe it or not.

I believe her name is Chaeryeong, but I could be wrong. She’s not exactly the friendly type, and I haven’t been here long enough for her to trust me with more than simple tasks and small talk.

You might know her as Hawkeye, though.

Y/N: Yeah, that name certainly rings a bell.

I should go to bed soon, and I encourage you to do the same! Goodnight, SuA! Get lots of rest.

SuA: Goodnight, Y/N!

~

This part of Iowa looks a bit different than you would have pictured it, but you didn’t mind the endless seas of cornfields with the occasional green John Deere tractor scattered across the field.

You did have to pay the airport taxi a nice chunk of change to get you out this far, but the money would be well-spent if you got to see a friend once more.

Based on her texts, I would say that SuA has missed me as much as I have missed her.

You chuckle at the thought as your taxi driver takes a sharp left turn onto a dirt field that appears to lead to nowhere.

“Are you sure this is the right way?” The taxi driver asks as the road becomes bumpy and nearly undriveable.

“It has to be.” You look at your phone as you double-check the address that Irene sent you.

Yeah, this is the road that Hawkeye lives on.

“There was a mailbox back there with a matching house number, so I can only hope that you’re right and that you’re not trying to kidnap me.”

If I wanted to kidnap you, I would’ve done it much sooner. Believe me on that one.

“There, in the distance!” You point at a very tiny building that pops up far in front of you. “That has to be it!”

“I hope you’re right.” They grumble as they continue to drive towards the home.

~

“Y/N!” SuA yells as you unload your luggage from the taxi. You’re able to get your things and wave off the taxi before SuA attacks you with a hug.

“SuA! I missed you.” You say as you wrap your arms around her.

“You’ve been well, I assume?” She asks before letting you go.

“It’s been an interesting past couple of days.” You admit.

“You’ve got to tell me everything, but first, I should introduce you to Chaeryeong.”

~

As you walk up the grass hill, you can hear the very quiet yet noticeable sound of an arrow whizzing through the air.

“You’d think that a house far off the beaten path would be enough for a reclusive person like Chaeryeong, but she still walks all the way out here to practice shooting.” SuA jokes as you reach the top of the hill.

“Well, for some people, far away isn’t far enough away.” You try to explain as you observe Chaeryeong as she watches the arrow hit a tree in the distance.

“She won’t notice us unless we say something.” SuA explains, and you nod your head.

“That’s alright. I don’t mind watching her for a while. I don’t want to interrupt or anything.” You plop down on the grass, and SuA does the same as Chaeryeong prepares to fire another arrow.

“So… you never exactly told me how you knew Siyeon, JiU, or Yoohyeon.” SuA says after Chaeryeong pulls the bow back before taking a deep breath.

You watch in silence as Chaeryeong lets the arrow fly through the air.

“Believe or not, I met Siyeon while I was grocery shopping in my hometown. As for JiU, I met her about twenty minutes before we were taken by Irene. Yoohyeon, on the other hand, was my childhood best friend growing up. We did everything together. She even dragged me to an archery class when we were in middle school. She never was any good, but neither was I.”

The arrow perfectly slices through the one that was already embedded deep in the tree, and without missing a beat, Chaeryeong turns to you.

“You took archery classes with Yoohyeon?”

Your head snaps over to SuA.

“I thought you said she wasn’t listening-”

“Whoops, my bad!” SuA giggles as Chaeryeong walks over to the both of you.

“I can multitask, believe it or not. Being an Avenger taught me that.” Chaeryeong offers you a hand. “I brought an extra bow over that needs some adjustments made to it, but I need someone else to shoot it first so I can see what’s wrong with it.”

“And you want me to do it?” Your eyebrows scrunch together, which causes a slight smile to appear on Chaeryeong’s face.

“If JiU trusts you, then I do.” Chaeryeong calmly says.

Well, I guess I can’t argue with that reasoning.

You take her hand before standing up.

“You’re not the first person who’s spoken highly of JiU.”

“You’re talking about Lia, right?” Chaeryeong asks as she grabs the bow and hands it to you.

You let go of her hand, and you gently run your hand over the lower limb of the bow.

“Yeah, I am. Didn’t think I’d get the chance to meet all of the Avengers in-person, but here we are.” You mutter under your breath as you grab an arrow off of the ground.

“JiU’s a good person. Too good for the world, if you’re asking me.”

“Sweet yet deadly, right?” You ask before taking a deep breath.

You can do this, Y/N. You just have to draw the bow back and release the arrow from your hand.

You don’t have to think as you pull the bow back with the arrow securely in your grip.

One chance, Y/N, you can’t mess up.

You blink, and for a moment in time, the world around you slows down. Chaeryeong is only a foot or two away from you with an unreadable expression on her face, and SuA is sitting on the ground while silently cheering you on with an infectious smile.

“Y/N-ah, don’t tell me you’re scared~” A familiar voice taunts you from inside of your head.

You do your best to not react as you respond to the voice.

“Yoohyeon? What are you doing here?”

You don’t break focus as your eyes focus on your target.

Hit the tree. It’s no different than a standard target.

“We were supposed to walk home from school together! Don’t you remember, or did you already forget? And I thought I was the ditzy one-” Yoohyeon teases, but her voice sounds different from when you last spoke to her.

It’s as if we’ve gone back in time. She sounds youthful and hopeful, like the world hasn’t had the chance to crush her dreams yet.

“Tch, as if.” You brush off her teasing, just as you’ve done a million times before.

It hits you that you’ve quite literally had this conversation before.

~

When you were in middle school, you decided to stay after school one day a week to try and improve your archery skills. The range was always open to members and non-members to use, so you took advantage of that.

You, apparently, had forgotten that Yoohyeon had asked you to walk her home that day. She usually walked home with the girl that lived right next to her house. That day, Yoohyeon’s neighbor was sick, so apparently you were a good substitute because her mom didn’t trust her to walk home alone. You didn’t question it since you wanted to be on her mom’s good side, after all.

You were preparing to fire the last shot of the afternoon when Yoohyeon ran into the practice range. You didn’t notice until she spoke to you, and to be honest, she was lucky that you didn’t overreact or get scared. Moments like this usually caused you to be completely focused, and you didn’t tend to notice the outside world until you had to.

“What are you up to?” Yoohyeon cocked her head as you subtly rolled your eyes.

“What do you think, Einstein?” You sassed back to her as she huffed and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

“The sarcasm is unnecessary-”

“You came and interrupted me, so yes, Yoohyeon, I do think it is necessary.”

“Okay, well, if you want me to leave so badly, then I will.” Yoohyeon sighed heavily, and you turned your head to her for a moment.

“No, you should stay. You’re my lucky charm, after all. Maybe I’ll finally hit the bullseye when you’re here.”

You watched as Yoohyeon turned red at your words.

“You really think I’m your lucky charm?” The softness in her voice was unmistakable, as was the tension between the two of you.

You turned your head back to the target as you finally felt ready to release the arrow.

“No, I know that.”

You had let go of the arrow, and you watched as it whizzed through the air and landed directly in the middle of the board.

Bullseye, you thought, and it sure did hit where you aimed it.

You remembered how Yoohyeon screamed and gave you a big hug while you were still in shock.

“Y/N!! You really did it! I’m so proud of you.”

After she finished speaking, she pressed a soft kiss to your check. You were extremely flustered, but you tried to play it off in the best way you knew.

“It was all thanks to you, Yooh.”

Her warmth was the best part of that whole day. You weren’t sure if it was because of your aim, or because she kissed you, but you replayed that day over and over in your mind for many years to come.

~

You blink again, only to realize that you’re not at a practice range in your hometown, but rather on a grassy hill in the middle of Iowa.

What did I-

You realize that the arrow had already left your hands, and it had indeed hit your mark. A few inches below Chaeryeong’s arrow was your arrow, firmly lodged into the tree.

Did I really zone out that bad, or was the memory so strong that it took over my consciousness? How the hell did I do that?

Your thoughts continue to race as you tightly grip the bow in your hands.

“Nice shot, Y/N.” Chaeryeong says before taking the bow from your hands. “Let me know if you ever want to practice while we’re here. I wouldn’t mind having someone to shoot with every once in a while.”

You blink at her for a moment before you respond.

“Yeah, that sounds good.”

I really should go to bed soon. Maybe I’m just really tired, and I was daydreaming. While I was daydreaming, I managed to launch the bow. It’s an unlikely theory, but it’s the best one I have at the moment.

You turn to SuA as Chaeryeong grabs her bow and another arrow.

“You wouldn’t mind giving me a tour of the place, would you?”

SuA scrambles to get off of the ground, and you chuckle at her.

“I’d love to, Y/N!”

[vilonnie-arts]

nina delenitor <3

[ID: A digital drawing of my character Nina Delenitor. Nina is a young, fat Black girl with round features and long, curly dark brown hair. She has brown eyes with heart-shaped pupils. She wears a pink ribbon tied in her hair, an overall dress with smiley face and apple designs, and a long pink cape with heart-shaped epaulettes. She bends down on one knee and crouches forward, ready to run, and she’s smiling confidently. There’s a bronze cutlass on the belt around her waist. Bubbles in a dark ocean are drawn in the background. End ID]

[lattegyu]

[txt] you being the 6th female member !

GENRE. fluff. PAIRINGS. txt x fem!reader. NOTES. not proofread and,,,, i'm finally back!!! hope u like it <3

YEONJUN

your!!! number!!! one!!! fan!!!

this boy literally worships the ground you walk on

like, he's your numer one hype man.

this guy protects you like his life depends on it

he just wants to care for u bc he can imagine how hard it must be to be the only girl

(especially with them being the 4th gen leaders)

since he's the oldest amongst the guys, he likes to make sure that everyone is safe anywhere

he will, for sure, clasp ur hand in his when your walking through crowds

(more specifically through the airport)

dealing with sasaengs? don't worry

yeonjun will tell them off both directly or indirectly

be prepared for clingy!jun during filming

will literally cheat for you

just to see you win the game and have a cute lil smile on your face

wants to be on ur team 24/7

basically yells the whole time the teams are being picked

will literally yell,

"i just wanna be on y/n's team, please!!!!!"

with the biggest pout on his face

in general, he would be whipped for you!!!

SOOBIN

okay, leader-nim is ready to make all your dreams come true!!

binnie would be so understanding and caring with you

like, it hurts

he would be a cutie pie

trying to help and make you feel happy at all times

this guy was super excited to have you in the group

he literally couldn't stop smiling when your name was on the 'supposedly line-up'

probably had the biggest crush on u when u were trainees

but got over it as time passed by

now, he's your sweet bunny who's willing to help and be at ur service always!!!

is!!! such!!! a!!! simp!!!

like,,,

you're cold during an award event? he's giving his jacket to you

you don't have a blanket to cover your legs? he's going after one for you or simply giving to u his jacket

ur uncomfortable with your clothes? don't worry, he's already going after your stylist to give them a piece of his mind.

he may look and act all soft

but if someone messes or hurts you,,,,,,

be prepared to find a killer bunny on the hunt.

BEOMGYU

ok, so beomgyu was probably your bestie wayyyyyyyy before txt was even a thing

like, you two were inseparable

people wouldn't talk about one of you without talking about the other.

is playful and loves to annoy you at all times

specially if you are smaller than him

likes to walk with his arms linked to yours everywhere

at fansigns, be prepared to have him at your side at all times

annoys you for 90% of the time

and then, the other 10% is him taking care of you

or babying you.

loves to do lives with you

you guys have the most fun when doing it together

literally beg to the staffs for you to be on his team

(not him and yeonjun fighting over being on your team-----)

is also one of your hyper man

cheers for you the loudest

1. bc he's proud as hell of his bestie

2. bc he wants to embarrass you, i mean, why not?

just don't ignore this baby

or else he will get pouty

all he wants is to get a reaction out of you.

but he is also a pain in the ass, most of the times :)

TAEHYUN

tyun is the biggest sweetheart to you

like, he has this sweet puppy eyes when looking at you

he admires everything you do

appreciates every little thing you do

loves to spoil you with food

loves to take you out on your birthday

also, is the one who takes most of your pictures

whenever you post something, be prepared to see tunes name on the caption with a camera in front of it

pats your head with a smile whenever you do something and he finds it cute

plays with your hair in front of the cameras

also, always talks about you on his solo lives

or when you're not doing it with the members

loves whenever you're in the studio with him

he taught you in how to write songs

and how to produce songs as well.

besides that, loves to go to the gym with you

and playfully show off, just to make you laugh

anyways, tae is (platonically) in love with everything you do.

you are really special to him

don't let anyone say otherwise!!!

HUENINGKAI

ok, kai is your little baby in the group

because everyone babies you,

you baby our little kai! :)

though, even if he is your little baby, kai will not let anything happen to you

looks at you when he thinks you may be uncomfortable and smiles

knowing that it usually helps your anxiety.

gets really shy whenever you compliment him

like, he looks up to you a lot

and, even though you're in the same group as him, it's like your someone who has been on the industry a lot longer than him

even if you're younger or older, he treats you as a superstar.

laughs at everything you do

as if it's the funniest thing he has ever heard

and most of the times it's not even a joke......

gets really happy if you choose him to be a part of your team on games

and rubs it on both beom's and jun's face

loves to see the disappointment and betrayal in their faces

and gives that scary/funny mean laugh of his

just protect this baby at all costs

and compliment him in everything he does!!

he deserves it! :(

© lattegyu. 2022. do not copy.

[kiwizuku]

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ pairing ;; established! izuocha x fem! afab! reader

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ content warnings ;; smut, pro hero au, quirkless! kindergarden teacher! au, polyamory, established relationships, age difference, (slight) power imbalance, hero worship, degradation, sir/ma'am, milf! ochako, dilf! izuku, dom! izuocha, very submissive reader, threesome, oral (f!receiving)

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ notes ;; i've never really seen izuocha x reader and this just came into my head. please leave a comment, reblog or follow if you enjoy! <3

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"Bye!" You call out to the couple, the child next to them turning and giving you a hug as you kneel. "I'll see you tomorrow," you whisper in the kid's ear, the young girl giving a small giggle and nod in response before running up to take her father's hand.

As the door closes behind them, you jump back up into a standing position.

Exhaling deeply, you go to sit at your desk. Checking the time table once, twice -- and with a sigh, you relax into your seat further.

One more interview. It's just past nine, so it's fairly late for a school night, but it made sense to fit everyone in on the same night. You only has just over twenty kids to deal with, anyways.

Looking around the room, everything feels... different in the darkened light. Of course you have the overhead lights on, the orange hue almost nostalgia in the way it reminds you of staying up too late in the living room, your parents watching late night tv.

The walls are decorated with educational posters -- the pretty kind, not the bubbly lettered eyesores -- and artwork the kids have made.

It feels... homely. It's a shared space, so clearly appreciated and loved by you and your kids. Even though you're just in your mid-twenties, you've quickly become accustomed to your new job. You loved it, almost as much as you loved the kids you taught.

...Especially the one you would be seeing in about five minutes.

Aiko Midoriya was a ball of energy. She was always more than happy to help clean up, brighten fellow students' days, and was mature enough to hold a proper conversation with you.

Incredibly intelligent, you always gave her extra work to keep her busy.

Which gave you some reason to be so excited to meet her parents. She had mentioned that she loved them, wished to be like them, but had never specified what they did or even what they looked like.

A knock on the classroom door breaks you from your thoughts, making you scramble out of your seat and rush to the door, straightening yourself up ever so slightly before opening the door with a wide smile.

"Hi! I'm Miss. L/N, it's great--"

You choke, only after having started your spiel realising who exactly was standing in front of you.

Number One and Four heroes Deku and Uravity.

Placing a hand over your mouth, you try to ignore the heat in your cheeks. God. You were not expecting your teenage wet-dreams to be the parents interviewing you. Shit. Fuck. Every curse you never said because you worked with children flooded your mind.

"Sorry," you chuckle nervously, looking away from them bashfully. "This is quite unprofessional of me, I just wasn't expecting you two to be at my door this evening!"

"It's okay!" Uravity's sweet yet mature voice responds, and as you meet her eyes, she gives you a kind smile. "We're used to it, don't worry!"

She's breathlessly attractive as she speaks. Adorning her signature bob, her white silk top seems so elegant paired with her long black skirt. Fancy.

Your gaze flickers to Deku, then. His hair has grown out, the tips reaching just below his ears in a roguishly attractive way.

Were they your sexual awakening?

Maybe.

But that didn't mean anything, and it certainly didn't mean that you were going to treat them as anything but the parents of a student.

"Thank you," you bow slightly, before giving them a softer smile and leading them to your desk. They take a seat on the soft couch in front of you.

Folding your hands in front of you, you give them both an earnest look.

"Look. I'm going to cut right to the chase." The heroes share a look, one of worry, before looking back to you. God, the lights shone on their features so nicely.

You realise, then, with a halt, that there is no Aiko.

"Um," you falter, embarrassingly looking around the room for the girl. "Where is Aiko...?"

Deku huffs a laugh under his breath. "Sorry, Miss L/N. We forgot to mention that she was with her grandmother -- we'd rather talk to you without Aiko here, if that's okay."

His voice is gentle but rough, and it sends shivers down your spine. With a slight nod, you shake your head and try to get back on track.

"Ah. Right. Well, knowing that Aiko isn't here, I'm going to be extremely honest." You pause. "This is my first class, ever, and Aiko has been nothing but an angel. She's helped me with the students, and her personality is nothing short of integrity and respect. You both should be so proud of her; I most certainly am."

There's silence.

Maybe you shouldn't have been so quick to express your fondness for Aiko, but it had been done now.

You watch as Uravity and Deku share a conversation with their eyes alone. Memories flood back -- when you were in kindergarten, watching the sports festival and seeing them fighting so well.

Having been taken to them instantly, you grew up admiring and idolising the two.

And when they had announced their marriage, when you had been in high school? You were over the moon.

But...

But, you had never really imagined you'd meet them in real life. This felt like a personally hand-wrapped gift from Heaven.

Uravity clears her throat. You try to ignore how she's holding Deku's hand in her lap intimately. "Well, Miss. L/N, as parents, we're so happy that you have such good opinions on our daughter."

She gives Deku a look, before snapping her hazel eyes back to yours. "As for you, we've never seen Aiko happier. Every night at the dinner table she's ranting about how much she loves her class, and most importantly, you."

You blink.

"Really, for a first time teacher, you've completely mesmerised our child," Deku continues for Uravity. "And we are beyond grateful for your role in Aiko's life."

Silence fills the emptiness after his words end.

You can feel tears in the back of your eyes. To hear such kind and heartfelt words from your idols -- about your passion, your career -- it seems like too much all at once.

"I--" you swallow, looking down at your hands shyly as you rub at them, "I really don't know what to say. Thank you. You wo have made such a large impact on my life. To hear that from Uravity and Deku--"

Uravity interrupts. "Midoriya. I think we'd prefer that."

Your cheeks heat. "Ah, Mr. Midoriya and Mrs Midoriya. Sorry." The names come out stilted, odd -- it would take some getting used to.

"Don't apologise," Mr. Midoriya says softly, and you're quick to reply on reflex.

"Sorry."

The three of you chuckle, and it isn't awkward. It feels oddly natural, and you're not quite sure how to feel about it.

"I love how you've decorated the room," Mrs. Midoriya comments off-handedly. Her eyes trail over the art and posters around the room, as well as the cushions and overall comfi-ness. The corners are darker, the light mainly decorating your desk and the entry way.

It's nice.

"Thank you," you say softly, looking away with a bit of heat in your cheeks. As you look away, at the papers on your desk, you don't notice the tense look the couple share.

Mr. Midoriya clears his throat, directing your attention back to him. He smiles. "We just had a few more questions, Miss. L/N."

You nod, getting more comfortable in your chair. If you were to guess, you were already five minutes over time. But... with it being the last session, a bit longer couldn't hurt.

Across from you, Mrs. Midoriya crosses one leg over the other. You try not to look at the rise of her skirt, and how it brushes over the middle of her thigh.

"How old are you, if you don't mind me asking?"

Raising a brow at the question, you can feel your palms grow a bit clammy. "Um. Twenty-three."

You knew that they were in their mid-thirties. Maybe that was part of the pull, the draw.

Mr. Midoriya's gaze burns as it trails your body. Emerald meets yours.

"For your age, you're certainly a memorable teacher. I can't wait to see what... experience does for you." And oh, god, it shouldn't have felt so dirty as it did coming from those lips. Fucking hell, you feel shame burn white-hot through your veins with the first twitch of your core.

You gulp.

"Ah, th -- thank you, Mr. Midoriya." You don't mean to stutter, but the tension feels as though it's increased tenfold.

Mrs. Midoriya's gaze falls to your lips. And you can tell, and that's the worst part -- were you just imagining it? Were you really? Because surely --

She sighs, low and drawn out. You track the slide of her tongue against her plump lower lip.

"Do you know..." she pauses, looking back to your eyes with a raised brow, "What people in a lower position call their superiors?"

Your mouth feels dry. Your lower regions feel very much the opposite.

"I, uhm, usually Mr. or Ms. whatever? Would you," you play with the rings adorning your fingers, looking at the reasonably healthy potted plant on your desk. "Would you prefer something else?"

"Sir," Mr. Midoriya says instantly. You blink.

"S -- Sir?" You choke, eyes wide and shocked. Your hands clench at the side of the desk.

He tilts his head. His legs are spread, and he leans further forward, arm resting on the expanse of those thighs. "Sir."

Beside him, Mrs. Midoriya hums, placing a well-manicured hand at the scruff of his head. She gives you a knowing, and very pleased look, as she lets the tile fall off of her tongue. "Ma'am."

"I -- I'm not sure if that's appropriate for our current relationship--" you start, before being cut off by Mr. Midoriya.

"Like you have been thinking of appropriate things during this meeting. Did you think we were blind? We've noticed you drooling all over us since you opened the door, pet."

Your breath hitches, and this all suddenly feels a bit too much like a dream.

Blinking, your hands anxiously playing with each other, you stand out of your seat lightning quick. The couple both flinch, slightly, at the sudden movement.

"It's well past the finish time of our meeting, and while this still feels like one of the best moments of my life, I really don't think this is okay."

The words tumble out of your mouth, and as you walk to the door, you don't notice a pair of footsteps close behind you.

As you go to open the door, a pretty, but extremely strong hand slams it shut again. The air around you suspiciously smells like floral, fruity perfume.

"Do you really want us to leave, pretty?" And it's her -- her voice is like heaven, so sweet and subtle while promising so many things at once.

You let out a small whimper, turning around softly to meet her hazel eyes.

Her thigh instantly manoeuvres its way between your legs, shoving you fully against the wall. You accidentally moan behind your lips, eyes shutting tight in the sudden jolt of ecstasy.

"If you don't want to do this, sweetheart, then you don't have to. We won't force you." And now it's his voice, deep but kind and hot and so goddamn attractive you melt further into the door. You shake your head lightly.

"No?" Uravity asks, her lips now brushing your ear. Shivers roll down your spine. "No, you don't want to? You have to be more vocal, dear."

You squirm against her thigh, and then a scarred hand is quick to grab both of your wrists and pull them above your head. "Answer her. Use that pretty head of yours, we know it's smart."

Pondering the statement, stuck between a mix of cloudiness and clarity, you mutter those key words. "Please. I... want to."

"That's a good girl," Uravity's voice whispers, and your core tightens up further.

"Mrs. Mido--"

You're cut off by another hand reaching to grab a handful of your hair, then pulling with no warning. At that same moment, the thigh between your legs jolts up, and you nearly cum on the spot.

"What were you about to call me?"

You choke on some spit, eyes watering at the sudden pressure on your scalp. "M-Ma'am," you acquiesce in exasperation. "Ma'am."

Ma'am tuts, and the fist in your hair loosens its grip. "That's better. You're too precious -- so eager to please."

Her thigh is so hot, and it's almost embarrassing -- you're certain that she can feel you leaking through your panties.

Sir, moving his large hand tantalizingly slow, reaches for the hem of your skirt and pulls it up. He snorts, patronizingly, before gazing at you with lust-filled eyes and a mean smirk.

"What's this?" His other hand, now letting go of your wrists, draws a line through the fabric. All thoughts leave your mind as it trails along your slit. "Is our baby girl excited?"

You can't control the movement of your hips, chasing for more friction on both the thigh and finger at your core.

Ma'am tilts her head, bumping her thigh up even further with a sinfully sweet smirk.

"Certainly looks like it. How long d'you think she's been dreaming of this?"

You choke back a moan, eyes rolling into the back of your head as Deku's fingers reached your clit, rubbing harshly against the nub. It was too fucking good, all at once.

"Ah! Fuck! Please don't stop!" You whined, tears properly flowing down your cheeks at the stimulation.

Just as you were on the cliff edge, so fucking close to falling, the pressure from both the thigh and hand is taken away. It's like a bucket of ice cold water being dumped on you.

Without Uravity's thigh to support your weight, nor the strength in your weak knees, you slump to the floor pathetically.

Sir's hand pats at your head as you lay at their feet, kneeling down to massage your scalp.

It's simultaneously heaven and hell.

Heaven, because it feels so good compared to the harsh pulling from before.

Hell, because it feels so patronising and... domineering.

"Babe," you hear Deku murmur, pulling Uravity around to whisper in her ear. Her eyes grow even more lidded, haziness taking over further.

She whispers back an affirmative, before sinking to the floor beside you.

Her glossed lips press a kiss against your tear-stained cheek, and by her slight wince, you think that she got a taste of some of your eyeliner that had leaked.

"Hands and knees, pretty," she says against your ear, just brushing it, and sending shivers down your spine.

Moving around, you shuffle so that your ass was in the air, your elbows and knees supporting your body. It was extremely embarrassing, but something about it only heightened your arousal.

Deku hums, placing a warm hand against your clothed ass-cheek. "That's a good girl. Here's what we're gonna do. You have to eat 'Chako out, and whenever you stop..."

He grips your panties, before using his pure strength to rip them in half. He revels in your muffled squeak of surprise.

"I will too."

That's the only warning you get before you feel a tongue at your core, relentless and sloppy as he immediately targets your clit.

Uravity moves so that she sits in front of you, panties off as she pulls you closer to her by the scruff of your neck. You groan, before looking up at her with teary eyes and giving a small, unsure lick.

She sighs, clearly pleased, before shuffling closer.

You slowly grow braver with your licks -- broader stripes, sometimes going into her twitching hole.

All the while, the vibrations from your constant moaning and whimpers cause Uravity to grab at your hair and pull harder. It was something you all seemed like you thoroughly enjoyed.

Deku, all the while, had brought his fingers in to play, switching between thrusting uncaringly with them, to playing with your clit while he licked at your folds.

At this point, after your previous denial, you were so close.

Without thinking, you pull away from Uravity's cunt in tears, whining petulantly.

"Please, please, please don't stop -- 'm so close -- right there, thank you --"

And on the brink, Deku moves away again.

It feels like the world is fuzzy around you, turned in on itself as you tried to fathom why Sir would do such a thing.

His hand grips your ass painfully, although it was nice knowing that you'd have a bruise to remind yourself that it wasn't just another hyper-realistic dream.

"What did I say?" His voice is cold, commanding -- the kind he'd use against a villain. It only proves to drive you more insane.

"No, no, no, why would you do that, why--" Your sobs are mere music to the couple's ears, who share a look -- you'd have your next one, and then you'd all need to clean up, and even more importantly, talk.

"What did he say? We won't ask again, pet." It's Uravity who speaks this time, and her voice is like Deku's in that way of dehumanizing.

"I- If I stop," you hiccup, "He stops."

"Good. So keep going if you want that pleasure, mk, gorgeous?" Deku soothes, his grip no longer tight as he rubs at the mark left behind. When he sees you nod, with a malicious grin, he dives back in, no holds barred.

You immediately go back to Uravity, whose thighs are now tightened around your head. It makes you dizzy, but you continue anyway, the pleasure far too great to pay attention.

Everything builds up much more quickly, now, and you reach your climax embarrassingly quick.

A constant litany of words escape your lips as you feel Uravity's moans get higher and higher, her thighs tightening and her grip on your hair, too.

"Yes, yes, yes!" She squeaks out, fully humping your face now. "Good girl, so good, so close -- there!"

You feel her orgasm at the same time you do, and it almost feels like your sense of time completely goes away.

It's as if you're fading away at the edges, pure bliss like cotton in your head.

When you come to, you find yourself against a warm, cushiony chest.

Opening your eyes, you meet soft brown ones. Uravity smiles down at you, stroking a hand through your hair. "Hey, sweetheart. You feeling better?"

You nod, nuzzling further into her collarbone. It's that or facing the harsh realities and repercussions of what had just happened.

"'Zuku's cleaning up. To be honest, I hadn't expected an interview with my child's teacher to end in me fucking her in a classroom."

You feel heat in your cheeks at the wording.

Moving so you can see around you, albeit with bleary eyes, you catch onto Deku. He chucks some wipes into the bin, before catching your gaze and smiling at you softly.

"Hey, beautiful," he says, walking back over and sitting next to the two of you.

"...Hey," you say slowly, nervousness creeping into your veins. Post nut clarity was frightening, you were learning.

You all share a sigh.

"We need to talk," Uravity says, and you know that you do. Because of course you had to -- this was a big deal.

With a nervous, but wobbly smile, you nod.

"Yeah. We do."

[goldengoddess]

ways kaz brekker shows affection

request: kaz headcanons where he tries to kinda show affection towards the reader? that would be awesome

a/n: i did it in heacanon form so i could do a bunch of different ways i hope you don’t mind <3 and im not just making it physical affection mwah 

affection was something you and kaz worked on consistently 

physical affection was an obstacle for multiple reasons 

but even other things were a challenge 

but kaz wasn't about to lose you 

he tried so hard everyday to be the man you deserved 

and to show you, even through the little things, that he loved you 

kaz’s affection wasn’t obvious 

it wasn’t a wet kiss on the cheek like nina gave matthias 

or jesper’s very public teasing that always made wylan red 

his love for you was subtle and it was personal 

it was something the two of you shared 

he showed his affection through novels he left on your nightstand 

he never mentioned leaving them 

never told you where he found them or what he thought of them

one minute the book wasn’t there and the next it was

you suspected inej helped with this particular task

you’d read the book 

and you always loved it 

without fail 

and you’d come into his room and sit on his bed 

he ignored you and waited for you to speak 

when you didn’t he’d go 

“well?”

“i loved it” you said before leaving the book on his desk 

he didn’t answer but his lip quirked to one side 

he also let you hold his cane 

and you knew 

everyone knew 

this wasn’t a random act 

this was an act of total intimacy for kaz

he’d hand it to you when he didn’t need it at the moment 

or let you borrow if you hurt your leg during a job 

it was the same situation with his gloves 

when ketterdam got cold

and you forgot your winter gear 

he’d grab your shaking freezing hands and slip his own gloves on them 

“it’s no big deal,” he rolled his eyes. “can’t let my girl freeze” he’d whisper, hoping you hadn’t heard 

he learned your favourite flower 

very quickly 

kaz brekker noticed everything 

so he notices the way you lingered at the smell of roses 

and when he knew this information he made sure to order a whole bunch of them 

for the slat 

for the crow club 

for the little desk in your room

everyone was confused at the sudden excess of flower 

“god it smells like cupid threw up in here” jesper had commented 

wylan punched him in the arm for that 

"do you like them?” he’d asked you one day out of the blue 

“yeah” you smiled, you already knew he was referring to the flowers 

he seemed pleased with himself the rest of the day 

even though physical contact was difficult it wasn’t impossible 

it was easier for kaz when he could control the movement control the touch

so it was easier for him to touch you than for him to have you touch him 

he almost never wore his gloves around you 

the two of you would be sharing an intimate bit of eye contact 

and he would cup your cheek 

and rub your cheekbone lovingly 

his touch was sometimes so rare that you shivered under his hand 

and though he was shaky afterwards he was also grinning

“happiness looks good on you kaz” 

“shut up y/n” 

and he’d learned to love sitting close to you 

when he didn’t feel like touching explicitly 

he would press his shoulder against yours 

or bump his foot against yours when the two of you were sat at the table 

he held your pinkie a lot 

it was less intense as full on hand holding 

once he kissed your forehead and you almost passed out from happiness 

when he wants to be close to you without holding you 

he grabs your jacket sleeves 

or the pocket of your pants 

to get your attention of course 

not because he wants to be close to you or anything 

everything kaz did to show you he loved you

you appreciated with every fiber of your being 

[babyboibucky]

The Match - Part 4

Pairing: CEO!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky gives you a promotion celebration you’ll never forget.

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: FINGERING 💦, not wearing a seatbelt oopsies

A/N: The celebration is here! So obviously, this series will be non-linear with your office escapades with Bucky thrown in every once in a while 😏 Anywayyyy, I hope you guys will enjoy this part! I wanted to make it even filthier but idk, it ended up being like this lol. I don’t even know what my standard for filthy is anymore looool. Thank you as always for the amazing feedback! I appreciate you all 🥺

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You consciously got up from your cubicle, straightening up your skirt and letting out a deep sigh as you gathered your things.

No one will know, you reminded yourself as you slung your bag onto your shoulder.

“This is so weird...” you whined to yourself when you stepped out, unable to ignore how bare you were underneath your skirt.

Bucky’s stern command rang in your ears as you slowly walked along the corridor, remembering the conversation that took place before you left his office earlier.

“I’ll meet you at the basement parking at exactly 6:15pm.” Bucky said after informing you that he wanted to “celebrate” your promotion.

The only celebration you could think of was having his cock inside your mouth, honestly. And the thought of feeling its weight against your tongue was making you wet again.

“Okay.” You responded before turning around to leave.

“And oh, I want your panties off by then. Don’t be late.”

Walking around the office without any underwear on felt like the tenth circle of hell, especially with your co-workers stopping you every once in a while for a short conversation about your promotion.

“Girl! I saw the e-mail! Congratulations!” Martha squealed when you came across her.

You forced a smile and thanked her, trying to hurry your way out of the office because having your pussy out felt horrifying. It’s not like anyone would know but goddamn Bucky and his request, this was the most uncomfortable you’ve ever been.

Martha bid goodbye thank fuck, but just as you were about to press the button of the elevator, Mark saw you and called for your attention.

“So, department head huh?” He said as he approached you.

You forced out a chuckle, “That’s me alright. Look I hav—“

“You deserved that promotion. I mean, it was surprising but well-deserved. Hey, do you want to grab a drink later tonight?” He asked with interest.

You made a face, “Oh sorry, I’m going out with...a friend...to celebrate. Maybe next time?” You said and quickly pressed on the button.

Time was ticking and you were sure that Bucky’s probably on his way down to the basement. You started tapping your foot on the ground when Mark continued to tell you about this new bar a few blocks away and how he would love to take you there sometime. All you could do was nod enthusiastically, hoping for the elevator to reach your floor.

Your phone dinged and your eyes almost popped out of their sockets when you saw that Bucky had sent you a text. And that the time was now 6:15pm. Shit.

I’m waiting.

-B

You were just about to type a reply when three dots suddenly appeared, followed by another message.

I said don’t be late. I’m giving you another 3 minutes and if you aren’t here by then, I won’t let you cum.

Just like that, your phone slipped from your hands and fell to the ground much to your horror. Because how the fuck were you going to bend down to pick it up without exposing your pussy?!

“No worries, I got it.” Mark said about to pick up your phone when you yelled for him to stop.

Either you’ll let him pick it up and have Bucky’s message be seen or bend down and have your womanly part be seen instead. Mark looked up at you suspiciously.

“It’s okay, I got it.” You awkwardly smiled and slowly tried to bend down, struggling with your knees to make sure no one would see that you’d forgone your underwear.

Mark chuckled at your strange behavior but decided to let it go and bid goodbye, repeating that you owed him a night at the bar. You merely offered a smile before hopping into the elevator as soon as the doors slid open.

-

Bucky had an entire parking basement reserved for him, obviously it was one of the perks of being the CEO. You didn’t have to worry about being seen down there either so that was a relief.

As soon as you stepped out of the elevator, you immediately caught sight of Bucky right across, leaning against his black Jaguar XF. Even from afar, you could see that he was glaring at you for being late.

You squeaked to yourself and hurriedly approached him, ignoring how your bare cunt was slightly getting damp just from seeing Bucky gazing at you like that.

He watched you with a stoic expression as you jogged towards him. You swallowed hard because you couldn’t read your face but you were sure that you were in for something.

“I said don’t be late.” He gruffly said.

“Sorry, I got caught up on my way here. And it’s not that easy to walk around commando.” You snapped.

Bucky lifted his eyebrow at you, his eyes moving lower to stare at your skirt as if he was trying to see through the fabric. You squeezed your thighs together, feeling the heat rise up to your cheeks.

The way Bucky looked at you made you feel exposed and vulnerable, even with clothes on.

Bucky held out his hand, “You’re really an obedient one, aren’t you?” He asked with amusement.

You heaved out a deep breath before fishing your black underwear out from your bag, handing over at Bucky who smirked at you as he placed it inside his back pocket.

“You better be ready, ‘cause you’re in for a celebration.” He whispered.

-

Who would have thought that Bucky was so damn good at multitasking? He already proved it earlier when he took a phone call while he was fucking you. But now, he took the skill to a whole another level.

The man was driving along the highway while his hand was rubbing the shit out of your cunt while you were on the front seat with your legs wide open.

You could hear your mother’s voice in your ears reminding you to use a seatbelt. God forbid that Bucky crashes the car, you weren’t ready for rescuers to discover your body in such a state.

What would they even tell your mother? Ma’am, your daughter was being fingered in the car when they crashed. What a way to go, huh?

“Bucky...” you moaned, your hand coming up to claw at his forearm when he sped up with his assault on your sex.

“Fuck, look at you. So fuckin’ wet, dripping down on my seat cover, huh?” Bucky grunted as his fingers continued to rub across your pussy.

How the hell was he even driving properly?! Not once did he swerve nor missed a turn. Does this man even have a weakness?

Meanwhile, you looked wrecked and used as you squirmed in your seat with your skirt bunched up to your waist. You could hear your wetness as Bucky continued to play with your folds, opening them up until he was able to insert his middle finger into your hole.

The sound you made was borderline pornographic, and you couldn’t bring your eyes away from how Bucky’s hand stayed in between your legs. The seat cover was made out of leather and thank goodness for that because the mess you were making was just too much.

“Shit...you’re gonna make me cum.” You moaned out loud, your hips rolling on its own accord when Bucky slipped another finger in.

“Oh baby,” Bucky chuckled, “You know you can’t. You were late, remember?” He teased, stealing a quick glance at you before returning his attention back on the road.

You whimpered, “I’m sorry...please...god I’m so close.”

Bucky licked his lips and pumped his fingers into you faster. Your toes curled inside your pumps, thighs quaking and hips violently grinding against his hand; but just as when you were about to snap, Bucky withdrew his fingers and made a sharp turn on the road.

“Bucky, please!” You begged.

He tutted, “No cumming. At least, not now.” He smirked.

Your hand was about to replace Bucky’s but he quickly noticed what you were trying to do and warned you.

“Touch yourself and I’ll fuck you on the hood of my car while everyone watches.”

Hearing that from Bucky made your eyes roll. You seriously got it bad for your boss, and he only fucked you once!

Bless Tinder for helping you land one Bucky Barnes.

The car slowed down and you noticed that Bucky was parking right in front of a fancy restaurant. Was he seriously going to leave you high and dry and then take you out to dinner?

Your eyes landed on Bucky’s hand, still glistening with your wetness, as he maneuvered the wheel. He doesn’t even care about smearing your juices on his steering wheel and you found it so hot that the throbbing in your cunt was becoming unbearable.

You closed your legs and pulled down your skirt, adjusting your position on the front seat. You groaned when you felt your wetness seep into your skirt, forming wet patches all over the fabric. You blushed upon realizing that you were sitting on a puddle of your own juices.

“I’m wet, Bucky.” You told him matter-of-factly.

He turned to you, “I’d be disappointed if you weren’t.”

You deadpanned, “Not that! I mean...” you said and motioned to your skirt.

“Don’t worry, I bought you a dress.” He said and reached for a paper bag sitting on the backseat.

You made a face, “You have everything planned out, don’t you?” You asked.

Bucky’s shit-eating grin gave away the answer. He wanted you to make a mess in his car and he knew he could do that to you. What a smug bastard, but hot nonetheless.

“Go change in the backseat while I clean up your mess.” He said with a smirk.

“But I want to—“

“I’ll make you cum before dessert arrives, I promise.” Bucky cut you off with a sweet kiss on your lips, much to your surprise.

The kiss was simple, no tongue or whatsoever. It was just that, a kiss. So why were you having butterflies in your stomach?

“Now go and change, I made a reservation and we can’t miss it.”

Shit, shit, shit.

You may have realized that Bucky doesn’t seem to have a weakness (provided that he multitasked like a god), but you sure as hell discovered yours when Bucky kissed you like that.

-

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