#his fault for looking at her lips everytime tbh

[sailorhyunjinz]

~ Heated ~

Warnings: Hybrid!au, bunny!fem!reader x wolf!dom!Bangchan x kitty!dom!Minho, threesome, consensual sex (YALL BE SAFE), penetrative sex (AGAIN, BE SAFE), reader goes into heat idfk?, jealousy (like a lot), nicknames (bunny, slut), sliiight dacryphilia, blowjobs, fingering, cum eating, creampie. 

Word Count: 2,556 words (YO CHILL)

Requested: YE thank u anon *tips fedora* 

Note: YALL this is the first time ive EVER written something like this and tbh i didn’t even know wtf hybrids did so i did my research lmao and if this sounds hella uneducated it’s because i am.... i studied biology in school but... not this 😳

Also I CANT FIND ANY GOOD GIFS OF THEM TOGETHER

A bunny, a wolf and a cat in the same space was anything but calm. You knew because that’s how you lived. 

“Y/n! We’re leaving” exclaimed Bangchan from the hallway. They had some sort of meeting to attend which they told you about at dinner yesterday. You ran to the hallway in order to say farewell to your two loving boyfriends, that small tail of yours wiggling in the air. 

Being much smaller than they were you jumped a tiny bit to reach their lips, kissing them goodbye. 

“Be safe!” you yelled out the door as you saw their figures disappear.

“We will!” they yelled back in unison before the three of you giggled. 

You were hit by the cold breeze from outside as you closed the heavy front door. Already missing them you sat down on the grey couch, throwing a blanket over yourself and putting on some TV show. 

Hours later you heard a distinct chatter getting closer. It was Bangchan and Minho! The door handle of the front door rustled and your ears jerked to the location from where the sound was coming from. The two boys walked into the shared apartment giggling and chatting but something wasn’t right. Your scent never deceived you and in that moment you could have sweared that the smell of another female hybrid was lurking around them. You walked up to them and hugged both the boys, not wanting to make a scene just as they entered. Minho patted you on the head and ears and as you stood closer to the duo there was no doubt in your mind that they had been around another female in her heat since the pheromones change during that time. 

“Had fun?” you asked them while they took of their shoes. 

“It was alright” Minho said plainly. You were confused by the lack of emotions on his face. He walked straight by you, tail just as emotionless as his face. Bangchan pecked your forehead as your eyes were still glued to Minhos figure. 

“What’s with him?” you asked the bigger boy.

“I..I don’t know y/n”. His voice sounded unsure and that only added to your suspicion. The smell of a female hybrid was still hitting your nose and so without thinking you blurted out to Bangchan;

“Were you near other girls?”

He was caught off guard by your brash question. His shaking pupils and flattened ears gave you an answer which made your blood boil.

“I can smell it on you Bangchan, don’t lie” you said with a stern voice while you looked up intensely at the boy. 

He was frozen in place and couldn’t form a sentence before you slammed him towards the wall. Maybe slammed is a overexaggeration, more like pushed because he was double your size.  

“Ok y/n! We might have...hugged a female and then realized she was going through her heat but we didn’t mean it!” he blurted out, scared of the fact that your ears were now tight against your head. 

Now you understood why Minho had run off in such a hurry. When another female was in her heat it could trigger other hybrids as well and you felt the effects right away. Not only were you aggravated but helplessly rubbing your thighs together. 

You stepped aside letting Bangchan go to which he did the same thing as Minho and hurried out of your sight. You stood there dumbfounded and horny. They had caused a problem and now they were going to have to fix it. Stomping, you made your way to the room from where you heard anxious chatter which was the bedroom. 

“BANGCHAN AND MINHO!” you flung the bedroom door open and the chatter died down. You were met with two pairs of freightened eyes staring at you from the bedroom floor. 

“Uhm...y-y/n... are you sure that you aren’t going through your heat right now?” Minho said hesitantly not wanting to annoy you even more. 

You bolted to the cat-like boy and with a handful of this t-shirt you threw him against the wall, nearly knocking down a picture frame. Yet again, ‘threw’ being an overexaggeration but what wasn’t an overexaggeration was your temper. 

Minho’s breath hitched as his back hit the wall Bangchan was still glued to the floor, not moving in fear of pissing you off even more. You looked Minho dead into the eyes but you were immedietly flustered as he smirked, responding to your eye contact with his slightly yellow cat eyes. The smirk turned into a insulting laughter as he licked his lips. His shadow was cast on you which made you appear small in comparison. The catboy approached you slowly, his fluffy tail standing up and wagging from side to side. Your ears got low as you backed away from him, still looking into his yellow marbled eyes. Bangchan’s gaze moved along your movements and stopped when you were blocked by the bed and couldn’t move away any longer. You sat down on the bed making you even smaller as Minho towered over you. His soft tail brushed against your arm sending a shiver down your spine. His ears twitched once before he bent down, feeling his warm breath against your cheek as he looked you into those innocent bunny eyes.

“Good bunnies don’t act like that, isn’t that right Bangchan?” 

Your eyes shifted towards the wolf-like boy that had now stood up and was getting closer to you. You clenched your thighs together as you felt bare under Minhos intense gaze.

“Look at our little bunny, feeling desperate?” Bangchan cooed as he spread your legs with his foot, leaning towards you just like Minho. 

“It’s n-not fair!” you proclaimed, leaning back on your hands against the bed and gripping the bedsheets, squeezing the fabric tightly.

“What’s not fair? It’s not our fault our little bunny is such a slut and heats so easily” he purred towards you. He wasn’t wrong.

Bangchan sat down beside you, feeling the weight of the bed shift. He snaked his big hands up your thigh eventually reaching your sopping cunt. You grinded against his hand and tried to gain some sort of friction between his warm hand and your clothed pussy. Minho grinned before he crashed his lips onto yours and once again his smugness shoked you. The kiss was wet and sloppy in contrast to his teeth that were sharp. You moaned in the kiss as Bangchan had slipped his hand underneath your panties and was now feeling your wet folds.

“We’ve barely done anything bunny” he growled against your ear as his canines poked out of his mouth. You shuddered, not only from Bangchans voice but how his two digits entered into your aching cunt at the same time Minho was swirling his tongue around yours. 

Bangchan took off his clothes and then yours while the kiss advanced. Minho tilted his head and cupped your face into his hands as he rubbed his thumbs across your cheeks. You broke the kiss to catch a breath of air but before you knew it Bangchan layed you down on the bed, hovering above your naked figure. In the corner of your eye you saw Minho slowly undressing, his hardening member springing out of his underwear. 

Bangchan attached his plump lips on yours that were slightly swollen from the intense kiss earlier. His hands roamed free on your body and kneaded your breasts firmly. The small whimpers that came out of your mouth only teased Bangchan more, now sucking purple marks onto your neck and boobs. Eventually he reached down to your throbbing cunt, kissing it a couple times before flattening his tongue against your folds. Moaning, you grabbed a fistful of his thick hair, pressing his face nearer. His tongue worked like magic as it twirled around your enlarged clit, feeling his sharp teeth from time to time when he softly nibbled on it. His tongue jabbed at you needy hole, making wet sounds everytime he did that. The pleasure was immense which was seen by the way your legs shaked. Bangchan saw the pained expression on your face as you were struggeling to part your legs and decided to give you a helping hand by pinning you things down to the bed, slowly tracing his fingers up and down them. Just as you arched your back Minho appeared and tapped Bangchan on the shoulder as a sign to move away. Bangchan nodded and sat further down the bed, pumping his raging erection as his eyes watched how Minho’s face got closer to yours. Those vertical slits in Minho’s eyes never failed to make you scared. His soft fingertips traced downwards as he stared at you and as his fingers reached your cunt that was sucked dry moments earlier he inserted two fingers without any precautions making your ears lurch up. 

Your brows furrowed as you looked at him with a pleasurable expression on your face but he just smirked that teasing smirk yet again. His fingers pumped in and out of you at the same pace that Bangchan was pumping himself. His tip was coated with a drop of precum and his girth made your mouth water. When Minho’s fingers started reaching your g-spot you tightly shut your eyes as moans spilled out of you like liquid. He kissed you on your forehead before pulling out his fingers, leaving you empty. You groaned at the loss of contact but was quickly filled up again when Bangchan alined his member with your hole before sliding into you with ease. His tail brushed again your leg as he started pounding into you, not giving you any time to adjust. Minho couldn’t just sit there and jerk off, he needed to get into the action as well and so he yanked you by the hair, almost gripping your ears and rested his dick on your swollen lips. You looked up towards his cat-like face and hesitated because Bangchans was already sending you into overdrive. Minho saw the hesitation in your eyes before scoffing and saying;

“you wanted this slut” 

He was right. You mouth was longing for his length. All hesitation washed away as you started sucking him off. First licking the tip before sinking down on his shaft, feeling him twitch inside your wet mouth. You were trying your best, bobbing your head up and down with speed but as Bangchan thursted into you harder and harder you couldn’t help but to occasionally let out a broken moan against Minho’s hard dick. This pissed him off. He pulled your hair, moving your face closer to abdomen as you choked on his dick.

“Suck it properly” he hummed before letting you go harshly. You coughed and moaned at the same time, all kind of sounds dribbling between your red lips. 

Bangchan was close and you knew by the way his thrusts were getting more aggressive but just as a scream of pleasure was on it’s way out of you he pulled out. White ropes of cum covered your stomach and hipbone as Bangchan milked himself out of every drop, groaning and biting his lip while doing so. Minho pulled you up by your arm and harsly flipped you around on all fours. Now it was his time to have fun. His rock hard member entered your fuck out hole making you grip the sheets firmly, knuckles turning white. Even if he was smaller than Bangchan his dick sure wasn’t as it filled you up to the brim, the sensation of being stuffed coaxing a few whines from you. Minho held you by your hips and thrusted into you at an animalistic speed, the sound of skin slapping against each other filling the room. Your moans sharpened Bangchan’s ears and before he knew it his limp dick was hard yet again. Your head hanged down as you tightly shut your eyes, trying not to scream whilst gripping the sheets but you felt Bangchan’s hand cup your chin, lifting it up to face him. Looking up you saw his broad figure, his member right infront of your face. The look in his eyes was endearing, being a wolf hybrid he is often misinterpreted for being evil but you knew the love he had for both you and Minho. He stroked your cheek with the back of his hand before sliding two fingers across your lips. Without command you started sucking on them, earning a smirk from the wolf-like boy. Upon removing them a loud pop was heard and he instead replace them with his dick. Minho’s thrusts made you jerk forward, Bangchan’s dick hitting the back of your throat and accidentally choking you. Tears burned in the corners of your eyes but you kept looking at Bangchan through those tear stained eyes because his eyes were filled with love, reassuring you. The difference in pace and attitude almost broke you. Minho’s dick twitched inside of your cunt, his member fitting perfectly between your velvety walls while Bangchan was taking his time, gently moaning and looking at you, stroking your ears backwards as he admired how pretty you looked with his dick stuffed in your mouth with drool spilling from the corners of those petal-like lips. 

Minho was going even faster, your boobs bounced with his movements and made you choke even more on Bangchan’s dick. He glared at Minho with narrowed eyes, angry that he made you uncomfortable and such a mess beneath him.  Minho being the smug cat that he is didn’t care. He wanted to see you even more wrecked and so his last couple of thrusts were hard, pounding into you almost like a piston. Minho was getting more vocal, letting out groans and breathy moans. As you looked at Bangchan with a fucked out expression with his dick in your mouth Minho came inside of you. The white liquid coated your insides and make a squelching sound as Minho rode out his orgasm with small nudges into your pussy. Minho’s length was pulled out of you, his cum leaking in drops down your thighs. Bangchan’s head rolled back as his girthy dick twitched in your mouth once before his cum spewed down your throat. His canines poked out once again signaling pleasure as he patted you on the head. With a loving expression you looked him straight in those narrow eyes and swallowed, your adams apple bobbing from the action. He smiled down at you and pulled you up for a kiss as Minho’s cum was still dripping down your leg.

Bangchan pulled away from the kiss and layed down on the bed panting. Minho stepped inside the bedroom with a towel in his hand which he threw at you. 

“You did well” he said shallowly before he muttered something under his breath. “Didn’t deserve it”.

Bangchan frowned towards the boy. “y/n always deserves it, shes our bunny after all” he said while wiping you down as you giggled when the touched your sensitive parts.

“Yeah but if you try to dominate me once more you won’t be able to walk” Minho said as he layed down onto the bed, pulling you closer to his slightly sweaty body. 

“I-.. I won’t” you murmured but the three of you knew it was a lie. 

[dilfwaynes]

hi!! can i request a hc of the batfam reaction of their eastasian!reader gf  experiencing racism? thank you <33

just a reminder if you took place in any involvement of asian hate block me rn bitch :)

a/n: i hope you enjoyed this anon, i tried to make it accurate without stepping over any boundaries since im not asian myself. if anyone finds any sort of this offensive pls dm me !!

warning ; racism, batfam beating hoes, mention of blood

parings : bruce wayne x asian!reader, jason tood x asian!reader, dick grayson x asian!reader, stephanie brown x asian!reader, tim drake x asian!reader, damian wayne x asian!reader

BRUCE WAYNE:

it’ll honestly take a minute for bruce to realize what happened

when first entering the store he took notice of the man glaring but brushed it off thinking it was directed towards him as bruce wayne

you however didnt really pay attention to the dirty looks being thrown at you

with bruce excusing himself to the restroom and makes a promise of a quick return, you wander around the area by yourself

it was all fine until a man approaches you, giving a fast glance at him before turning away. there was definitely something up with him

“you don’t belong here”

your head shot up at his words, looking around you to make sure he was talking to you

“excuse me?” you lift an eyebrow at him, knowing what he was hinting at

“you fucking heard me, you don’t belong here. go back to your country.”

you inch away as he steps closer,”you better back the fuck away..”

he simply gives a smug face only coming closer,”or what?” you tighten your jaw when he loosely lets out a slur, your fists clenched.

“or i dislocate your arm.”bruce’s voice rings out, deep in anger as his eyes flicker to you and scanning to see if you were ok physically.

the ugly bitch’s face pales when he realizes who’s your boyfriend. without hesitation bruce yanks him away from you, slamming him to the wall

demanding for a first and last name,  squeezing his neck when the guy stays quiet

shaking he gives in and tells, flinching when bruce slams him against the wall one last time before dropping him

“i guaranteed whatever poor status you do contain i’ll tear it completely, say goodbye to your job.” he grabs for your hand and brings you into him as you both walk away.

“i’m sorry i shouldn’t have left you alone, my fault,”he presses a kiss to your temple.”and please don’t think any worth of that garbage’s words.”

you shake your head,”he was just some lowlife, not worth thinking about.” you reply leaning into him.

he looked at you and could tell no matter what those words still hurt somewhat and it angered him to no end

no one deserved to hear that disgusting shit, especially not his girlfriend.

his eyes hardens but doesn’t push further to make you anymore uncomfortable than you probably already are

giving another kiss to the side of your head he makes a quiet promise to himself not to leave you alone anymore in public with disgusting people like that around

jason todd:

as soon as the slur leaves the guy’s lips jason’s fist collides to his jaw, no doubt   shattering it

you and jason were grabbing lunch at some restaurant slash bar since it was the first time in a few days jason was free

everything was okay until you got up to go to the bathroom and some guy bumped into you

jason watched with hardening eyes as you apologize instead of the guy who slammed into you

“watch where the fuck you’re going at.”

you fall shock at the word, staying in place

while jason is on his feet in no time, swinging to the asshole’s face

screams were heard as well as the sound of bones breaking from his fist impact, the guy stumbling to the floor

“you racist fucking prick that’s my girlfriend you ugly fuck,”lifting him by his shirt he grabs his face and turns him to you.”apologize to her before i break your fucking face.”

he quickly rambles apologizes, crying in fear or pain. most likely a mix of both

jaaon lets him go and gives him another punch, this time to the nose. finding satisfaction at the pool of blood now seeping out

jason grabs your hand and starts to lead you outside,”let’s go eat somewhere else and forget about this shithole.”

you barely had time to give a reaction to anything as everything happened so fast

“hey look at me, don’t listen to that worthless fuck and his fucked up mindset. i dont know what to say to comfort you since i never experienced anything like this.” he stops at the car, placing his hands onto your shoulders

you nod sighing lightly, you only wanted a simple lunch with your boyfriend but instead got hate crime for simply  breathing.

“it’s nothing i haven’t gone through before,”he shakes his head blue eyes filling up with rage.

“no one’s gonna be doing that anymore, or at least getting away with it while i’m around

DICK GRAYSON:

he was completely taken by surmise at the slur being thrown at you, as well as the fault of you being the root of the covid 19

but before he had any time to react you were already on your feet glaring,”the fuck you just called me you piece shit.”

before he could reply you already kneed him and punched him between the eyes, dick laughing at the cries of pain

“you want me to take over or you wanna handle it babe?”

even how badly he wanted to beat the shit out of the pos the choice was yours

you denied and wanted to handle this on your own

but everytime the guy tried to get up dick would just shake his head and tell him to stay down, or simply push him back down

eventually if you start going too far richards would pull you away and tell you hes not worth it

he understands your anger but he doesn’t want you to past a line you won’t recover from bc of some worthless grime

“c’mon, he’s not worth anymore of our time. lets go eat pizza.”

DAMIAN WAYNE:

swing first talk later

he’ll just look at guy for a few seconds with a blank face

then he’s literally knocking them out

will probably kick him into the wall or ground

u dont know if you wanna pull him away because you already the tabloids, or if you wanna let him continue to beating the guy

damian probably wouldn’t realize how much he beat the guy to a pulp until you’re tugging him away

nudging his neck with to your nose to try and calm him down

he’ll end the fight with spitting on him tbh

your face reddens with anger when your eyes met the racist bitch, enjoying the view of his blood on the floor

“racist piece of shit,” he hisses before finally turning his back brow still frowning with anger

unlike the others (mentioned) he also knows and experienced racism and understands your point view way more

and know bow to comfort you better tbh

afterwards he’ll talk to you and comfort you, as well as opening up about his racist encounters, as well as his mothers.

if you’re still upset about what happened some hours later he 100% offers to beat up the guy again

you laugh it off cos hes serious about doing detective work, finding the guy and beating him to a pulp

you thank him but deny his offer and settle to confiding into him and just telling him how your feelings

STEPHANIE BROWN:

“are you fucking serious right now bitch?”

steph deadpans staring at the girl who called you the slur with ease, going on about how you were the cause of corona and to go back to your country

shocked at the words, hearing all of this before but it still doesn’t fail everytime you hear them

turning to you and seeing the hurt on your face from the word, she quickly turns to seeing red

without a second thought she grabs the collar of the woman’s shirt

“you’re gonna fucking apologize to my girlfriend right now or i’m gonna slam your face into the floor and break it

you stay still, pleased at watching the girl shake in fear under steph as she chokes out a mesh of a shit rushed apologizes

stephanie throws her down to the ground after her third apologize

“are you okay?” she knew you weren’t but asking the question would lead into the stage of comforting you

you nod but go on to tell her that this isn’t the first or last time this will happen, but it still never fails to shock you

she frowns at your experiences and doesn’t quite know what to do to help since she never went thru anything like that

she offers to take you to your favorite restaurant and end the day in wayne manor watching whatever you wanted

smiling when you accept, pulling you in her and pressing a kiss on-top of your head

“dont worry i’ll beat any jackass that pulls any racist shit.”

TIM DRAKE:

i think he’ll be the less  violent one out of everyone

he would honestly be so disgusted and gross out at humanity and how the woman thinks shes superior just because she’s white

if it was a guy saying what was said, then he would probably hit them ngl

but he takes the higher road with the woman, belittling and ending her with his vocabulary

and you’re pretty sure that his words hurt her more than an actual punch would 

you laugh when he compares her built to a buffalo

he then goes on to a more education lean, explaining how skin tone has nothing to do with a person, and she should adapt to modern times and stop being a racist cunt

after he ends it he goes on to find out who she is and email/call her workplace to inform what kind of employee they have

probably also goes on to make sure she wont be hired anywhere else

comforts you alot and and will get you anything you want

prob gets you both milkshakes as you vent to him about today and other racist things said to you

hates how you have to go thru any of this for simply existing

the  incident opens his eyes and he starts talking to bruce about opening a charity for ‘stop asian hate’

would shy away from the press and say you both came up with the fund

u’ll dismiss that rq and tell everyone it was all tim’s idea

all the money goes people got assaulted and paying for any hospital bills or anything needed

[lewispandora]

Middle of the Night | Wong Yukhei (Lucas)

In which you and Lucas can’t be together but still do it in secret in the middle of the night. 

Pairing: idol!Lucas x fem!reader

Genre: angst, smut, fluffy (?)

Word count:  1.8k

WARNINGS ⚠️: cheating, sex

A/N: It's really important to say that this was my first smut EVER. Actually, it was the first thing I wrote that was over 200 words lol. So please, be understanding to anything that is just not it yet – I promise I’ll get better with time. Also, this was inspired by Monsta X's Middle of the Night (those who know this song will get it as soon as they start reading it tbh). Another thing: although there is smut in here, this is not supposed to be a smut-focused scenario, the focus here is the agnsty situation Lucas and y/n are in. I’ll try to write a part II for this.

Ten and Yangyang’s thin screams could be heard all over the dorm followed by an angry and very Chinese Kun shouting “It’s too late for this!” Hendery was running after Bella who had one of his shoes on her mouth and Leon jumped from the dinner table to Xiaojun’s lap, spilling the Dak Gomtang he was having all over the floor. Winwin and Lucas could hear him exclamate “Oh no! Leon, it was the last portion! That is all Ten’s fault!”, although they both remained unfazed: it was just another normal late night in the WayV dorm afterall. 

“Louis, come here, come,” Winwin called for the cat, extending his hand towards him without taking his eyes off the phone. “Good boy,” he said after feeling the fur on his hand, patting the cat’s head. “Hey Lucas, do you want to watch something? Our schedule tomorrow is late anyway-” 

“TEN TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR THE CAT!”

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN BY THAT? LEON WAS WITH YOU!”

“YES BUT IT WAS YOU WHO TAUGHT HIM TO BE SMART!”

“CAN YOU GUYS STOP SCREAMING, DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS?”

“Why do I even live with these people?” Winwin sighed. “So, what do you say?’

Lucas was just going to say yes when his phone vibrated with your message. It was simple and short: 

“Can you come over?”

It was all he needed. 

“I can’t today, I’m going out.”

“What do you mean you’re going out? It’s winter midnight, Lucas. It’s her, isn’t it?” he asked, already knowing the answer just by the head tilt Lucas gave. “Dude, for how long do you intend to keep with this? Xuxi, you can’t-”

“Just save it for another time when I am devastated and will actually be willing to listen to you, okay? We both know it won’t take too long to happen anyway.” Lucas said and left the room. 

He got the first coats and first boots he could find, knowing he couldn’t take too much or you could change your mind. He knew it quite well, it was not the first time he was in this situation. 

To be honest, you two didn’t remember when you first met and it wasn’t important. The relevant facts were that you were truly and deeply in love when the time came for him to debut. As an idol, specially a SM idol, you could not even think about staying together: any scandal evolving Lucas meant a scandal evolving all NCT members and that was something he just couldn’t do. You understood him because deep down you always knew it would happen. So you distanced yourself from him for a while, met a rich guy ten years older than you and decided to stay with him – not because he was a nice guy because he certainly wasn’t, but because it was your way to remind yourself that Lucas was actually not the bad guy, he suffered just like you did. 

You two barely talked for ten months until his birthday came and he had the audacity to invite you. That was when everything started. Lucas was just as stunning as ever, his eyes glowing by the faint mention of the new permanent subunit he was in or the members that inhered it. But it was nothing compared to the way he looked at you when you  arrived. 

Feeling as dislocated as you could feel, you stayed in the corner for most part of the party, just capturing Lucas’ moves throughout the entire party. Mark was the closest NCT member you knew so you didn’t mind when he approached you all of a sudden to say:

“Hey! Heard you got into the university you wanted, congratulations, y/n!”

“Oh, thank you Mark. Congratulations on the success you are having down there in America as well.”

“Thank you. That’s sweet of you.” He took a deep sip of his drink. “So, why don’t you try talking with him more? I bet no one is going to find it… weird. Go there, I know you want to.”

You were indecisive for a moment, switching your gaze between Lucas and Mark but, being backed by his securing look, you held your breath and stood up, going straight to the birthday boy. That was when he looked at you and directed his cute, excited and goofy smile towards you that you found out: you were not only truly and deeply in love with Lucas. You were also madly crazy for him. 

Ever since then, you started doing the most insane thing you thought you would never be able to do: everytime you missed him too much and you knew your boyfriend wouldn’t appear, you sent Lucas a message asking him to come over. It didn’t matter what you guys did, it just had to be in between four walls and kept a secret by both of you.  You didn’t care what it was nor what it meant, you just had to have him. 

Tonight was one of those nights. Tired from all the college studies and your work, you took advantage of the fact that your boyfriend was in Daegu for a business trip and decided it was the moment to call him. 

Lucas took less than thirty minutes to arrive at your studio. He didn’t even wait for the door to be properly opened before taking you on his arms and kissing your lips.

“Why did you take this long to message me?” he asked, lips still connected to yours. 

“I’m sorry, it was the end of semester. I barely had time to sleep and I wanted to have a clean schedule so I could be only for you.” Nothing more was needed to be said. He knew you meant it.

Rapidly closing the door, Lucas turned himself back to you. Caressing your cheeks, he felt his eyes water. He was just so lucky to have you, even if it wasn’t as a whole. Even if it was just for a brief moment. Even if you actually weren’t his.

“Come, I have your favourite snacks. We can eat while relaxing, watching something.”

“I only want you,” he said softly, holding your buttcheeks and squeezing them while pushing you closer to him. The kiss shared by you two started calm and romantic but swiftly got fast and very needy. You pulled Lucas' hair a little bit, trying to contain the heat growing in your lower body but soon giving up. 

“Just take me. Take me, please.”

Slowly directing his kiss to your neck, Lucas moved both of your bodies towards your bed, gently placing you on it. He grinned just by looking at your body under his. You were so vulnerable and, no matter what others said, so his. He took your pyjamas while taking his time to kiss every single part of your body, eyes not leaving yours even for one second, stopping only after having you in your lingerie. 

Now it was your turn. Moving his head up to face yours, you started taking his clothes off. Some could feel bothered by the amount of layers due to the wintry cold but it wasn’t the case for the two of you. All you wanted to do was feel and kiss each other, deep gaze at each other. And that’s what you did. After taking his coat, jumper and shirt, you found yourself lost on his soft lips again. Kissing him passionately, you stroke his hair, slightly pulling him afar so you could down your kisses to his jaw. 

Lucas sighed at almost every touch of yours on his body. He had this soft look eyeing you, had given up trying to stop smiling a while ago. You kept going down his neck, placing wet kisses and smooth bites here and there just to make him abruptly lose air. You stopped to look at him once more before moving down to where a happy trail would be. Anticipating what was to come, Lucas held strands of your hair and lifted you chin so he could kiss you. 

When your mouth watered his manhood, it was still covered by his pants. You placed kisses in the entirety of his cock while massaging his balls, not taking your eyes off his. Lucas was so beautiful in every angle but this was by far one of your favourites. Smirking to yourself, you lowered his pants, revealing a knob wet by precum. 

Just the direct contact of your mouth and his dick was enough to make Lucas groan loud. The effect you had on him was indescribable. You started taking him with your mouth and hands but slowly let him play with you while fucking your face. Even doing so, he made sure to fill his actions with suavity and passion. When he felt he was close, Lucas switched places with you, putting you under his body again. 

“Y/n,” he said as he started trailing down kisses from your neck to your venus mount “you are so beautiful, so precious, so  special. I hope you know that.” And with no previous warning, he buried his face in your pussy. 

Eating you out into oblivion while kneading your breasts, Lucas made you quiver and arch you back like no one else ever did, like only he was able to. Making you moan his name and other inaudible things, you came undone. Not wasting any time, Lucas directed himself towards you, kissing you, making you taste your own juices. 

With no previous warnings, he sank his dick inside you. One hand holding himself over you and the other holding you hand, Lucas started his thrusts slowly but quickly lost patience. Moaning your name while hearing you moan his, Lucas bit your lips, your jaw, your neck and your collarbone, trying to contain the killing amount of pleasure he was feeling – and trying to make you feel the same. Lucas was a sinner and he knew this well but he also did not care a bit: all he wanted was you, was to feel and fill you. 

With sweat covering your bodies and shameful noises leaving your mouths, Lucas started to pound into you even harder. He was going crazy, completely mad. There was not even an inch that should stay untouched by him, not a single piece of your body that shouldn’t have his traces in it. You didn’t know where your mind was for a while already, all you were able to do was mark Lucas’ back while bouncing to his pace and moan his name uncontrollably among with other sounds which meanings are to be known. Actually, you did know: amiss. A terrible one. But you couldn’t care less. 

When your bodies couldn’t take it anymore, you both gave in to the suffocating feeling and came together. You crying in pleasure, Lucas filling you with his love. That was all you two needed. You were happy again. You were complete again. 

Unfortunately, the moment was not dogged to last too long. Before the sun rose up, without people noticing his steps, before the traces of your damnable actions could be alluded, Lucas would go back to his ways in the middle of the night just to pretend nothing really happened.

[fawad-khan]

Me! With Peter hehe🙈

Ahh I knew you'd be the first one to request hehe love you sisso 😘

Me!

Pairing- Peter Parker x stark!reader (coz it's just better that way amirite?)

Warning- none, some swearing, shouting, enemies to lovers?

Word count- 1.3k whoops

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"Peter why do you have to bring up such atrocious ideas? Why can't we just go about it in a simpler way?"

"Because, I'm not your fucking puppy alright? For once let us just do this my way!"

No matter what the situation was, Peter and you always ended up having a first class row with five to ten minutes of being together in a single room. Be it missions, be it a movie to watch, be it suit improvements, he always managed to counter your opinion in some way or the other, and you hated him with your guts, your rage would rise and you'd end up shouting at each other till one of the avengers ripped you apart. He always had to find something to point at and criticized every single thing in your life, just to annoy the hell out of you.

Now, you maintained your composure when it came to school, as you did not want to get into trouble in school, and so did Peter. But this time, he had crossed the line.

You both had unfortunately been partnered up for your chemistry finals project. Normally, you wouldn't worry about passing it as chemistry was one of your strong subjects. However, the teacher just had to pair the two of you together, and none of you were eased about it.

You always liked to be as creative as possible and loved to integrate some art and splash of colour to intrigue your audience and to add creativity to your projects. Which is why you had come with a simple, yet effective plan to do a project on chocolate analysis, something that would catch everyone's attention, and at the same time with the fusion of chemistry be a very interesting experiment indeed.

Peter would rather die than admit that he actually thought this idea was pure genius. He had never really thought about something like this which was actually not very hard to do. But his arrogance got the better of him. He kept on giving stupid excuses on how this and that could go wrong, and how they could instead do something machine related. Of course, doing that wasn't easy as you required various complex tools to make a project related to machines and wiring which weren't easy to procure and neither your dad nor Bruce would give them, they themselves getting blasts of messing around with them.

"Peter this is not the time, okay? I've never once just brushed your idea by the side and went ahead with my thing without your consent. I came up with this idea for the both of us and I thought you'd be more interested in this, but clearly you have to go against every single idea I have." Your voice was now very loud and practically the whole tower could hear you..

"can you just shut up? Just calm down for fuck's sake."

"No no I am calm, alright? Here I am, trying to plan out a project with a guy who always disagrees with me, will find fucking faults in every little thing I do when I'm trying to score a grade for the both of us, yeah sure I am CALM!" You shouted the last word and picked up your stuff and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind you.

He let out a frustrated groan, and held his head in despair. Tony saw you storming out yet again, and decided to take matters in his own hands. He entered your room, where Peter was still there.

"Another fight, huh kid? What is it this time?"

"it's nothing, Mr Stark. Just between (y/n) and me."

"Kid I've seen enough of you both bickering and almost at war at each other to say that it's nothing. It is something, isn't it? What's the matter?" He asked calmly, taking a seat beside him.

"I don't know, I just, every time she suggests something, and they're good too, I don't know, I just find myself counteracting towards them, you know? Like my brain somehow decides to just disagree and shout at her for everything. And it hurts me when I realise that I hurt her each time, you know? I really don't know what to do about it." Peter took a deep breath followed by this rambling, his face holding an upset expression.

Tony knew his protege very well and could sense that he did not want to go on like this. There was a high chance of why he always behaved like this.

"Kid, there is a possibility as to why you're behaving like this." He said, patting his back.

"Really? What is it?" He asked, perplexed.

"Normally when a guy and a girl argue a lot everytime they see each other, it usually means that they like each other. But sometimes they don't want to express it and so it comes out as rage and end up fighting."

"What? I- uhh" Peter had no words. He was thinking of how your cheeks always were flushed red and your hair wild and toussled whenever you two fought. The way your lips pursed together, made you look like a tornado and even then, he never failed to notice your beauty. Oh god Tony was right, he liked you!

Judging by his expression, Tony realised that what he said was true. Without uttering a word, he pointed his head towards the door, silently urging Peter to go to you.

He got on his feet and rushed out of the room, searching for you. He climbed downstairs to the kitchen and walked towards the storage cupboard where all snacks were kept, as this is where you usually came to eat from your secret snack stash whenever you were upset or angry.

He knocked on the shut door and waited. He could hear some shuffling inside, indicating that you were going to open the door. You opened the door, revealing your tear stained face, sniffles escaping your mouth. He had made you cry. He was now internally kicking himself for upsetting you. Yet how did you manage to look beautiful even when you cried?

"What happened, Parker? Come to tell at me more? Because I can't take this anymore." You said in a quivering voice, looking down at your feet.

"I -uh, don't know where exactly to begin, but uh I'm sorry for yelling at you earlier. I just shouldn't have. You know better, and I uh- how do I say this?" He let out a breath and continued, "your idea wasn't that bad, y'know? I think I kinda liked it." He shrugged.

"Uh that's actually different than what I expected. Anything else?" You asked curtly.

"Yeah, I'm sorry, I hurt you. I don't have any right to treat you how I treated you, and now that I look back, I was such a dick, it's a wonder you didn't run for the hills." He laughed at this.

"Oh, Peter uh, that's, uh really sweet of you." You paused, thinking of what to say next. "Actually, I uh am sorry too. I shouldn't have shouted at you like that today or all the past times I've shouted at you. It was just wrong, and I should've been more calm, I guess."

"Yeah, but also you look pretty cute when you're all flared up like that you know?"he said in a cute shy voice.

"Wait what? You really think that?" You asked, playing with a loose hair strand coming out of your ponytail.

"Yeah" he said, scratching the back of his neck.

"Well what would you say if I said that I think you're kinda handsome too?"

"Really? Are you serious?"

"No I'm (y/n)" you giggled.

"Shut up." He laughed.

"Well I'm the only one of me, and that's the fun of me."

"Well you're right about that. Maybe wanna go on a date sometime?" He shrugged.

"I'd love that Peter."

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[ivysimagines]

sparklers and kisses - jj maybank

hey babes. 

so, here's the first scenario/imagine. 

this is my favorite bedtime scenario tbh HAHAH. 

also, i don't like fourth of july.

it's a stupid holiday created for the "founding fathers" (spoiler alert: they didn't find shit). 

i'm simply using it for the setting since new year's would be way too cold in north carolina.

anyways, onto the scenario!!

(TW: teen drinking, talk about an abusive father, talk about drugs, and a happy couple </33)

Pronouns/terms used: fem terms used.

fem clothing. 

FLUFF. FLUFF. FLUFF. FLUFF. FLUFF. FLUFF. FLUFF. FLUFF. FLUFF. FLUFF. 

-

(thoughts will be in italics and bold)

It's Fourth of July. 

For some that means fireworks, grilling, spending time with family, and playing games. 

However, for me and my friends Fourth of July means getting shitfaced drunk, the wildest kegger of the year, and (hopefully) getting laid.

I'm sitting on my bathroom counter with my legs crossed and getting ready.

I hear my phone vibrate on my dresser in my bedroom. 

I get up off of the bathroom counter and walk out. 

I grab my phone, nearly dropping it. 

I click on the text and smile whenever I read it, it's from JJ.

'hey loser, you ready for tn?’

I quickly responded with ‘yessss :)’ and opened Spotify.

I clicked on my favorite playlist titled ‘getting ready and feeling hot asf’.

Thanks Kiara for the name idea. 

My phone automatically connected to my speakers and ‘More than a Woman’ started playing. 

I went back to my bathroom counter and got on top. 

I continued doing my mascara.

*a few minutes have passed*

I hop off of my bathroom counter quickly and walk into my bedroom. 

I take off my black sweats, wife beater, and underwear and throw them into my dirty clothes hamper.

I put on my bright blue bathing suit bottoms and a white bikini top. 

I walk over to my body mirror and check myself out. 

I smile and slightly giggle.

God motherfucking damn I’m hot. 

JJ is lucky as hell. 

I put on some old light-washed jean shorts then one of JJ’s red sleeveless t-shirts.

I put on my beach sandals that show the fresh white nail polish on my toes.

(A.N. i hate the word toes. It’s so gross HAHAH)

Thank god I painted my nails last night.

I walk over to my desk chair and pull my tote bag off the chair. 

I throw some Sun Bum sunscreen (both facial and body ofc), some pink tinted chapstick, my sunglasses, a camera, a white hair clip, my wallet with some cash, and an old empty Altoids container filled with blunts i rolled last night and my orange lighter. 

I prefer getting high ovcr vaping. 

If I’m gonna ruin my lungs why not make it fun?

(A.N. i’m not shaming anyone who gets high/vapes. I do both and that is just something i say often that i think is funny). 

I grab my phone and turn off my music. 

I slide my phone in my back pocket then quickly change out some of my jewelry so it matches my outfit. 

I grab my tote bag and put it on my elbow. 

I spray some of my body spray on me and the tote bag. 

I run my fingers through my hair and give myself one last look in the mirror. 

I smile as my hair settles on my shoulders. 

I grab my car keys off my ring holder and head out of my bedroom.

I run down the stairs and say goodbye to my dad who is sitting on the couch and watching baseball. 

*fast forward 12 minutes*

I park in front of John B’s house. 

I pull my key out of the ignition and get out. 

I lock my car and start walking to the porch.

“JBBBB!” I yell as I walk up. 

JB’s the nickname I gave John B when we were in 4th grade. 

He only lets me call him JB and hates it when the guys do. 

(A.N. pretend pope doesn’t call him JB LMAOOO)

“Kitchen!” he yells. 

I walk through the porch and into his house. 

“You have got to clean this house. It looks like a pig sty in here” 

“I’ll.. get to it”

“I will literally help you for free. That’s how shitty this place looks, JB”

He rolls his eyes and continues putting beers in the red cooler with ice. 

“Can you actually do something useful and put beers in the other cooler” 

I smile at him and nod. I grab a pack of beers from the counter and open it. 

I throw them into the cooler. 

“Easy, easyyyy” 

I inhale deeply and begin placing them softly in the cooler.

“Better, dickhead?” 

“Yes, thank you”

*a few minutes pass and the four coolers are all filled*

“Okay, so. We just need to put these in the van, get the kegs, and take them to the Boneyard. Gavin said he would bring the fireworks and everything like that. I assume weed and shit will magically appear as people arrive”

I laugh a little.

“How about we put the coolers in your van and the kegs in my car?” 

He places his hands on his hips and nods. 

“The speakers, cups, keg pump, and whatever the fuck else we need” 

I nod and look at the time on my phone. 

“It’s 7:30. We’ve got about 50 minutes before the sun starts setting. We should probably head there before it gets dark.” 

He nods and we grab the coolers. 

We walk to his van and put them inside. 

“We also need to pick up Pope and JJ. I only have one seat so I’ll get Pope, you can get JJ?” 

I nod and we continue putting the coolers and kegs in our cars. 

*a few minutes pass*

I lean against my car and John B walks over. 

“Alrighty, ready?”

I nod and check the time. 

7:50. 

Damn time flies. 

“Do you need to lock the house or anything?” 

“Nah, i don’t have anything a robber would want”

We both laugh. 

He opens one of the coolers and pulls out two cans of beer.

“Want one?” 

I shrug and smile. 

“Why not” 

He throws one to me lightly and I catch it. 

I open the beer and take a sip.

The bland taste fills my mouth. 

I hate the taste of beer. 

Always have.

I only drink it if there’s no other option. 

“So, i’ll get Pope, you get JJ, and we’ll meet at the Boneyard to start setting up?” 

I nod and he pulls out his keys. 

“Alrighty, cya” 

I wave with two fingers and turn around. 

(A.N. pls say yk what i mean)

I hop in my car and put my beer in the cup holder. 

I pull out before John B and head to JJ’s house. 

His dad has been oddly calm these past few days.

We both know he’s gonna blow up soon. 

Unfortunately we don’t know when exactly that’s gonna be. 

I drink my beer and drive to JJ’s. 

*5 minutes pass*

I pull up and see JJ working on something outside. 

He hears my car and looks over. 

He notices it’s me and smiles. 

I roll down my window and look at him.

“Hey there, stranger!” i yell. 

He walks over with one of the biggest smiles i’ve seen. 

I smile at him.

He comes up to my car and looks at me. 

“Ready to party?” i ask him.

“Hell yea” he says. 

I smile and he kisses me. 

I bite my lip a little. 

“You all ready to go?” 

He looks around and checks his pockets. 

He nods and walks around my car. 

He opens the door and hops in. 

I turn to him and he kisses me again. 

“Hey there!” someone yells. 

We both turn and look out my window. 

Mr. Maybank is walking up with a beer in his hand.

“Hi, Mr. Maybank” i say in a sweet voice. 

“Where you kids going so late?” 

“Oh, just to hang out at John B’s”

He nods. 

“Alrighty, you look nice Y/N” 

I shudder a little. 

I hate this motherfucker so much.

“Thank you, Mr. Maybank” 

“We better get going. John B will be pissed if we miss the first half of the movie” JJ says in attempt to get us out of this.

“Alrighty, you two have fun..but not too much fun”

Asshole.

Why tf do adults always make sexual comments about teenagers relationships?

I nod and smile. 

He walks away and I pull out of the driveway. 

It’s quiet for the first few minutes. 

The only noise is the radio. 

“I’m sorry..about him” 

“It’s okay. It’s not your fault”

He sighs. 

“It’s been..nice lately. I was gonna say something but I didn’t wanna ruin that”

“Love, it’s okay. I understand”

He takes my hand and rubs the top of my hand with his thumb. 

*a few minutes later*

We finally arrived at the Boneyard. 

JB and Pope were already there and getting set up. 

The drive was awkward. 

Everytime I tried to talk to him about his dad he would just shut it down by asking a stupid question like, “do you have the keg pump?” 

Like, of course I do JJ.

JB and I aren’t fucking stupid. 

(A.N. ehhh John B is kinda stupid tbh)

We get out of my car and start unloading everything. 

*it’s now 9:30 and fireworks are starting to go off*

“Y/N/N, I put pink whitney and some white claws in a cooler that’s in my van for you. It’s unlocked if you want them” John B whispers to me. 

I smile and nod.

That’s actually kind of sweet. 

I walk to the van and grab out a white claw. 

I walk back over to John B and Pope. 

“I wish Kie were here” Pope says.

“For the love of god just ask her out” i say. 

He rolls his eyes at me.

(A.N. Kie is at a Kook party her parents made her go to)

JJ walks up to me with a sparkler that’s lit. 

Oh fucking hell. 

He knows i’m scared of those.

“JJ..” i say. 

He smiles at me as he walks closer. 

I begin backing up and set my white claw on the sand.

“Babe no” 

He laughs a little. 

He speeds up and i begin walking away. 

“JJ, no!” i say with a smile.

I start running on the sand and he follows. 

“Babyy, c’mere!” he yells. 

I laugh and keep running. 

I hear the sparkler die out and slow down. 

I turn around and see him running up to me.

We’ve gotten so far from everyone we can barely hear the music.

A lifeguard house is blocking the view of the party.

He walks up to me and sits down on the sand next to me. 

He grabs my hand and pulls me down.

I fall down slightly and then lie on the ground next to him. 

Our breathing slows down. 

“You’re gonna get over your fear of sparklers eventually” he says.

I laugh a little. 

“No, i won’t”

The fireworks begin going off and we watch them. 

I smile and look over to him. 

I see he’s already looking at me with a big smile.

“What?” 

“Nothing, you’re just..gorgeous”

I roll my eyes and smile.

“Shut up”

He laughs a little.

I flip onto my side and put my hand on his face.

I kiss him as the fireworks go off. 

He puts his hand on my cheek and i continue kissing him. 

I crawl onto him and straddle him. 

We keep kissing as the fireworks go off. 

He pushes my hair behind my ear and i smile into the kiss. 

We continue kissing for the next few minutes and eventually go back to the party. 

We spend the night together at John B’s. 

-

Sorry i ended the chapter at a weird time.

I’m rlly tired n js wanna upload somethingggg.

Lmk what y’all think ig

Once again, request things by messaging me.

Thanks for readinggg!

Also ima change my upload schedule to Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. 

BYEEE <33

[snickiebear]

Hello hello nadia, i’m in a leesaku mood today so pls indulge me with a three-sentence fic for this lil prompt “you are my best friend and I’ve known you platonically for years now but every time you look at me I get fireworks in my chest and butterflies in my stomach” tysm ilyyyy ❤️❤️❤️❤️

haha... this is, two days late. NIASDUKDSK IM SO SORRY THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST YOURE THE BEST ILY

side note: this is.... kind of what you wanted? AND LMAO ITS NOT THREE SENTENCES AGAIN WHOOPS

side side note: this is now crossposted bc i liked it a lot tbh :")

a cocoon in the heart, a spark in the brain.

It starts with a glance. An innocent, fleeting look. Naruto’s smile is too bright to look at for more than a handful of seconds and Sasuke’s glare is too dark to find anything of interest, so Sakura glances away, as she always does.

She glances away and there is Lee, dirtied and bloodied but he holds Neji’s hand, Tenten tucked under his arm, and is laughing, tears streaming down his face. He must have felt her eyes because he looks over and sends her a beaming smile. 

And. And her heart picks up, her breath catches. 

She quickly looks over to Naruto and Sasuke, being blinded by the light and dark both, and tries her best to not think of why one look from Lee can breed butterflies and moths in her stomach. 

.

.

.

They rebuild the village and everyone endures. Sasuke leaves once more because he is a boy who has never known staying, he has never stayed long enough to put roots in, to know how to stay. So, Naruto and Sakura let him go. 

(If she is being honest, Sakura is more than happy to have him leave. Sasuke will always be a rotten fruit in the tangle of her feelings, something that she will never quite understand, something that will haunt her no matter what she does. If he is not there, she does not have to think about it. He’s like a curse, and it hurts her to think that but it is true.)

Kakashi is the Hokage and Sakura is still laughing at him, clutching her stomach and howling at her friend’s “misfortune” as he calls it.

“Mah,” Kakashi half drawls, half pleads. “Must you laugh at your poor ex-sensei?”

Naruto is losing his absolute shit as they clutch each other to stay standing. “Kaka-sensei you do not look good in white.”

“It,” Sakura gasps, wiping tears from her face, “It-It really washes you out!”

Naruto’s knees give out and they both tumble to the ground, a mess and tangle of laughing limbs and leaking eyes. 

Kakashi sighs heavily from his desk but she knows he’s having just as much fun as they are. Kakashi is her best friend, she knows how he is when he’s drunk out of his mind and when he’s trying to bite back laughter. 

The door swings open and Lee steps in with Team Gai flanking him. Neji recovered incredibly well thanks to Sakura’s magic hands (as Naruto has deemed them) and they’ve been taking low ranking missions since he was deemed fit to return to duty. 

It takes a few moments for Sakura and Naruto’s heaving, snorting laughter to subside as Kakashi clears his throat, his eyes crinkling up in the way Sakura knows he’s really trying not to laugh. 

She looks up and glances at Lee, to find him already watching her, his eyes soft and smile softer. Sakura is a God Slayer along with Naruto and Sasuke, she has faced down hundreds of opponents with only her raw fists and come up victorious, she has dragged people back from the brink of death with a tap. 

Sakura does not blush. Out right refuses to. 

“Hey,” All breathless and raw from laughter.

Lee’s smile widens as he steps forward to offer his hand, she takes it without hesitation and thanks the God whose heart she ripped out that he was wearing gloves. She can feel the heat through them nonetheless. Sakura does her best not to shiver as their eyes meet. 

“You guys heading in or out?” Naruto asks after he hauled himself onto his feet, not hiding the way he eyes Lee and Sakura’s hands. The entire room’s eyes are on them. 

“In,” Tenten says slowly, and Sakura does not blush as she carefully extracts her hand from Lees and does not think about why there are fireworks exploding within her mind, why she misses the heat and the way his hand encompasses hers. 

.

.

.

She sees him everywhere now. 

At the Rusty Kunai, at the training fields, at lunch, sometimes even in the hospital. And every damn time he smiles at her, she feels like she’s coming back to life and being stabbed in the heart. 

Sakura has no idea if this was love or just lust. What she felt for Sasuke was not love, that was obsession and cruelty. She had crushes on civilian boys but they were too soft, unmarred compared to her countless scars, visible or not. 

Ino stares at her as if she’s the stupidest person in the world and Sakura smacks her for it. She hopes it leaves a bruise. The Bitch. “Stop giving me that look, Pig. I’ll hit you again, don’t tempt me.”

Ino glares as she rubs her arm, sticking out her tongue. “It isn’t my fault you aren’t using that big forehead of yours! You’re telling me that you two drink together, train together, you go to lunch together, he even visits you at the hospital because he knows you haven’t eaten or slept. And then you tell me you get all those stupid fluttery feelings and you don’t know what it means?”

And well. When she puts it like that. . .

Sakura pouts and crosses her arms, “It's confusing!”

“You’re a genius. An actual genius, Sakura.” Ino deadpans. “Your IQ is literally right next to Shikamaru’s. Lee has been in love with you since we were twelve! There is no way you don’t know what this means.”

Groaning, Sakura slumps into Ino’s lap, hiding her face in Ino’s thigh. “When did you become so smart?”

“When I made out with Hinata and then fucked her.” Ino says easily and Sakura laughs. “What? Don’t laugh! It's true!” 

Ino cackles when Sakura pinches her calf.

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.

.

Lee moves with such elegance that Sakura aches with it. 

This boy made man who had known nothing but sweat and hardship, who still cups things with such tender and care, who moves so fluidly and hits so brutally.  

They are both the earth, solid and unyielding, they are the water, the hills, the mountains. They are unbreakable because they have broken themselves apart, pushed themselves past the very limit to reach where they are.

Sakura and Lee are 20 and they have saved the world. 

Now, they tear apart the training grounds just to keep life interesting. 

With every dodged fist her heart quickens because Lee is smiling and laughing, calling friendly taunts as she grins right back. 

This is nothing like Team 7’s spars, all bloodied teeth and snarling as Sasuke underestimates her again and again and again. Kakashi, Sai, and Yamato know better. Naruto is learning slowly. Sasuke never pays attention enough to know.  

No, sparring with Lee is like dancing, is like thriving, and a fresh breath of air at night as fireworks light up the sky and a butterfly lands on your nose. 

She lands a kick to his ribs and spends him flying back as she advances swiftly, pinning him down with a hand on his chest, knees on either side of his hips. 

A long pause as they try to catch their breathes.

They’re both breathing heavily, Sakura cannot tear her eyes away from him as he reaches a hand to tuck loose hair behind her ear.

“Lee,” She breathes, ignoring the way her face burns and the way butterflies have swarmed her insides, how her heart is raging against her ribcage. “Lee I-”

“Sakura.” Lee says, voice deep and rumbly and cracking. “Sakura, will you go out to lunch with me? Forever. Well, hopefully forever- you are so very Youthful, you are incredibly Strong, you do not need my protection, but Sakura, let me protect you anyways, just as you will me. Sakura-”

She channels her inner Ino and leans down to kiss him, all lips, teeth and tongue. His hands settle on her waist and he flips them without breaking contact and if they weren’t in public, well. . .

Sakura pulls back breathless and wide eyes before forcing the words out, “I’ve known you for years Lee, you’re one of my best friends.” Her hand on his chest can feel the way his breath catches, the way his heart is pounding. “Everytime you look at me I get fireworks in my chest and butterflies in my stomach. They’ve bred and infested my very insides, my brain blooms and rots with the thought of you.” 

He is shaking beneath her, staring at her as if she is Divine and Righteous and she cannot think of anything else she would want except his eyes on her. 

“Lunch?” She breathes, hand at the base of his neck. “I would like to have lunch with you. Forever. If the offer still stands.” 

Lee smiles wide and bright as he stands, pulling Sakura up with him, “The offer will always stand, Sakura. For you, there is very little I would not do.”

She kisses him again and hand in hand they go to lunch.

Facts:

The very first day Lee saw Sakura a cocoon formed within his heart, everytime after that more would form, more would crack.

The butterflies and moths have a home in his heart but only come alive when they see her.

They never die, no matter what he does.

He saw her crack the world open with a first, saw her tear open a God’s chest. He was the first thing she looked at after. He thought he would become alight with it all.

Lee loves Sakura. He always has, he always will. His heart has a butterfly garden full of fireworks just for her.

Her laugh makes his skin prickle, makes his muscles loose. He is addicted to it.

She looks at him like she sees the green of the trees and the blue of the sky. Lee revels in it.

Sakura loves Lee and it nearly breaks him.

He will take her out to lunch until the day they die and well after.

The butterflies and moths and fireworks never go away for either of them. It is the beauty of it all.

[fairytsuk1]

dating bill denbrough would be like...

• cuddles? yes, very often and when he’s upset he’s the little spoon (but he also wants to be the big spoon bc he wants to be “the man” but we all know he loves being held lmao)

• random hc but he’s very gentle with pda and kissing and never pressures you !! also his lips are slightly chapped but he uses chapstick so it’s not uncomfortable

• (it’s actually peppermint chapstick and he started using it bc you used it as well and he thought it was nice)

• before georgie..you know..he thought you were really pretty and liked when you would take interest in a game or item he had, also you would make lunch and bill’s heart would melt bc “yay she’s amazing” yknow? 

• always asking beverly about gifts or things he might do for you but he knows you so well she’s like ??? why are you asking me this you already know the answer

• richie ships you guys very hard, and everytime there’s something with partners it always magically end up with you two together ;)

• (he also did this before bill confessed bc he thought bill was being a pussy so he constantly did everything he could to put you two together)

• if you ever get hurt he cares a l o t but also mocks you lightly

• “ah, this hurts so much, i can’t believe i fell off my bike!”

• “d-dont be such a c-cr-crybaby, it’s not that b-bad” 

• you have a bike but bill always insists on riding you home bc he worries ab bowers and well yknow pennywise

• he actually keeps pennywise a secret for a bit and you’re clueless and a little hurt as to why everyone keeps hanging out w/o you so you show up to bill’s house when they’re all in the projector

•  you’re upset, they’re all telling you to just leave and that’s it’s really not a big deal until the projector starts to skip (bill puts you and beverly behind him bc he’s a good boy)

•  you had personally had your own experience with pennywise and shouted at bill from keeping this from you when you realized him and the rest of the losers could have gotten hurt, you storm off and later that night bill apologizes profusely

•  you were mostly afraid though, also random hc but his voice is very calming (asmr-like tbh) and it kinda lulls you to sleep when you guys are hanging out

•  he also helps you if you get nightmares bc he’s always there for you ngl (one time you called him and didn’t realize how late it was and he sounded so groggy and tired but stayed on the phone with you)

• during the first neibolt experience he keeps you glued to his side and refuses to split from you, if you do get split out his calm demeanor vanishes and he freaks out (banging on walls and doors) he has to be calmed down by richie who isn’t that calm either

•  he actually wanted you to stay outside but yknow, you were like whatever and went in anyway

• when he sees you he gives you a tight and short hug, maybe even a kiss on the cheek bc dear god i could have lost her in there

•  when richie and bill fight you take bills side but scold him for punching richie, you think he could have handled it more rationally but you don’t think richie should have talked ab georgie like that

•  speaking of georgie bill confides in you ab how he feels it was his fault and you have to remind him not to berate himself ab something he couldn’t control )it makes you sad :”””( )

• you and bev get taken and he is basically going insane in his head bc wtf how could this happen

• he kisses you while ben kisses bev and he’s so happy he’s tearing up bc he was so scared about loosing you

• when your fear appears and you fuckin wreck him (bc you’re a king/queen) bill is like “wow look at my gf”

•  after pennywise during the oath he rubs your hand (idk how to explain it lmao) before cutting it

• even when everything is over, he still stays close to you, but only you can imagine what happens to you guys in the future

[stevenrogers5-blog]

Three Times

Summary: Even in your best and hardest times, all Bucky had to do was squeeze your hands three times and everything felt okay. 

Warnings: This is going to be the sad ending so sad stuff plus some bad words here and there. Mention of some smutty things. 

A/N: Here’s the sad ending! Sorry it had to be the first one i posted. The second round i am gonna just post the happy ending. Idk. I may post the whole thing again plus the happy ending. It just depends on how long i make the happy ending. It’s also super long TBH.

Happy Ending

You and your boyfriend Bucky were cuddling on your bed. Your legs were intertwined, and his fingers played softly against your skin. You sighed contently as your head rested against his chest. The sound of his heart beat and the view of the city was probably the most calming moment you ever felt. You guys laid there silently, taking in each others warmth. You shift slightly and soon sit up. Bucky removes his hands from your body, leaving a tingle behind.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, grabbing your hands. You just smile at him and then look

down at your hands.

“It just amazes me that we decided to prove everyone wrong. Now here we are. One year into a relationship that i actually truly believe in. I believe in us.” You say, playing with his fingers. He sits up and pulls you into his lap. He brings his face down to yours and rubs his nose against yours.

“I would never give up on the only girl who loves me, despite my flaws and insecurities.”

Bucky mumbles as his metal hand rubs your back. You kiss his nose quickly.

“Well, i mean… you can be a handful..” You tease playfully.

“Like you’re any better!!” He protests. You gasp before pulling away from him. You give him your best fake hurt face. But he already knows you too well. He just pulls you closer again, his fingers tickling your skin lightly. You giggle slightly, only giving Bucky this best idea ever. He starts to run his fingers across your sides, earning more laughter from you. You soon catch onto his games, trying your best to escape his grip as he starts to tickle you.

“NOO!!” You call out as you push at him to escape his wrath. He just smiles.

“Say i am the best person you will ever have to deal with!! Then i may just let you go!!” Bucky explains, only giving you enough time to catch your breath.

“FINE! You are, in fact the best person i will ever have to deal with!” You repeat his words. He finally stops his attacks, earning a sigh of relief from you. You quickly stand up on the bed, turn around and plop down directly into his lap. You land with a thud. He wraps his arms lovingly around your bed and pulls you as close as possible to his chest. You grab at his hands once again. You start to twirl your fingers in his, your love racing through your body to your fingertips.

“Bucky.. Don’t ever not love me.. Please..” You mumble. He rests his head on your shoulder and presses a sweet kiss to your cheek. He then squeezes your hand three times. You smile at the small action.

“I love you..” He whispered into your ear.

“I love you more..” You mumble back.

“I love you the most..” He whispers back.

Two years later, You and Bucky decided it was time you guys got your own place. Although it was so exciting to move to a place with the man you loved, the lifestyle was different. You were use to growing up in a rich family who had people paid to clean up after you. And although you kind of had to clean up at the tower, people still did most of it. So it was no secret that it was going to be hard to live somewhere you had to clean, cook, and keep tidy.

And yeah, Bucky did help out. It’s just you wanted to prove everyone wrong for once in your life that you aren’t dependent on anyone. That you can do all those things and keep an amazing house and company. But unfortunately, tonight was not one of those nights. You were already super tired thanks to work and all those stupid training sessions Steve had you doing.

You placed your bag lazily by the door. You threw your jacket on the couch and your boots by the doorway. You walk into the kitchen and examine the mile high pile of dirty dishes. You feel your bones practically cry out just at the thought of having to lift and clean them. You shrug and decide to just go upstairs and take a shower.

After your shower, you decide to just grab a quick drink from the fridge and make your way to the living room. You lay tiredly on the couch, slowly drifting to sleep, as you wait for Bucky to come home.

A good half hour later and Bucky was practically breaking the door open. You jump awake as he slams the door close. You hear him mess around his own bag as it lands with a thud. You cautiously sink into the couch, praying he won’t go off. Oh but was your wish not granted. He rounded the corner and tripped right over your boots. You earned a loud groan as you finally decide to pop up from your location.

“How many damn times do i have to tell you that your boots can’t go there because they trip people up?!” Bucky asks, clearly trying not to pick them up and tear them apart.

“Um….” Was all you could get out.

“EVERYTIME I COME HOME!!” He finally yells, causing you to flench back. “It’s like you don’t fucking listening to me!! I work so hard day in and day out. And this is how i’m always greeted home! Your fucking boots tripping me!!” He storms into the kitchen. “AND NOT TO MENTION THIS FUCKING PILE OF DISHES!!” He slams his hands hard against the counter. You clench your jaw as you get up at make your way towards the kitchen.

“You don’t think i don’t work hard either!? I am there just as long, working just as hard as you are!! I FUCKING TRAIN WITH CAPTAIN AMERICA HIMSELF!!” You yell back.

“It IS NOT THAT HARD TO FUCKNG CLEAN A DAMN PILE OF DISHES. BUT NO!! POOR Y/N! SHE WAS RAISED IN A RICH FAMILY, SO SHE NEVER HAD TO CLEAN UP ONCE IN HER LIFE!!” Bucky yells. You feel the hot tears threaten to escape almost immediately.

“You know i am trying my fucking hardest!!!” You exclaim, the tears escaping. Bucky finally turns to face you. His expression goes from anger to sympathetic almost instantly. “I didn’t ask to be raised the way i was! It is not my fault i wasn’t trained in the wifey part of life! I am sorry i’m so worthless!”

Your face was bright red and the tears were hot and annoying. Bucky shakes his head he grabs your hands.

“You are not worthless Y/N. I am sorry. I had a shit day at work and i took it out on you. That is not fair to you or to our neighbors..” Bucky explains, earning a sigh from you. He squeezes your hands three times and you finally let out a small smile.

“I love you.” He mumbles as he places his forehead against yours.

“I love you more..” You mumble back.

“I love you the most..” He says. “How about we clean the dishes together. Make a nice dinner and watch our TV show?” You nod your head. “I am really sorry Y/N.” You kiss him quickly.

“I forgive you.” You answer.

Another two years later and today was your big day!! Your wedding day with the man that you always dreamed of loving forever. You were walking up the aisle with your new husband. God you were so happy to have him be called your husband. The photographer stopped you guys quickly to get a picture. You guys smiled before make your way to the backroom to wait for everyone.

Once inside, Bucky had you against the wall in no time as he was kissing all over your face. He goes to reach for the corset ribbon before you stopped him.

“James! No! We can’t yet! The group will soon be back here and we still have pictures. And if you plan on doing it under my dress…” You exclaimed in between kisses. He stopped for a second to give you a mischievous smirk. “No James. As your wife, i say no!” You hear a growl escape his throat as he nipped at your neck.

“Say it again..” He urged as his hands reached for yours. You bite your lip his fingers glide up your arms, around your shoulders and back to the ribbon of you dress.

“As your wife i-”

“God, just hearing you call yourself my wife is a turn on!” Bucky whispers in your ear. You bite your lip harder. But you know better and pull his hands off of your body. You push at his upper body next. He moves back a little, allowing you to catch your breath. “Why must you put a stop to my game!”

“Because, they are literally going to walk through that door any second and i don’t want us to get caught with your pants down! Besides, the dress will feel so uncomfortable compared to the silk and lace i have awaiting us in our hotel room.” You explain, sending a wink his way.

“God, You’re the best, Mrs. Barnes.” He practically moans out as he wraps his arms once again around you. You giggle as you wrap your arms around him as well. You guys stand there in a hug for a few more seconds. The wedding party all soon make their way into the room, sadly breaking up your moment.

“Shall we, Mr and Mrs. Barnes.” Steve says. You guys smile at him then at each other. Bucky grabs your hand and squeezes it three times.

“I love you,” He says, causing your girls to all aww.

“I love you more..” You reply, causing your girls to aww even louder.

“I love you the most..” He mumbles as he kisses you quickly, allowing the photographer to get a photo of the kiss that would one day be hung up in your place.

“Let’s go you two!,” Natasha, your maid of honor, chimes in as she herds the rest of the party out to go get the wedding pictures. You guys just smile and follow the group out.

It had been a few years now and married life was treating you and Bucky amazingly. You guys loved everything about it. But the best was that you guys worked together in everything. Even literally at work. They partnered you guys up all the time now and it was great. And surprisingly it made your guys marriage stronger instead of pushing you guys further apart.

Today was no different. You guys plus your sidekicks Steve and Natasha were to go on a mission to scout out what is to be an abandoned Hydra Building. You were to just get some of the last files and be home that same night. It was not to be a hard mission.

You guys were on your way to the building, all sharing conversation and Steve briefing you guys on what is to happen in the building. You guys soon reached your destination. You all grabbed the needed weapons and exit the plane. You all tiptoe around the roof until you pop the door open with your telekinetic powers. You guys start to make your way down into the building, locating the room that held the computers and documents. You and Natasha stood guard at the two different doors while the guys searched the room.

You were standing still next to the door as you saw movement from the corner of your eye. You turned your head quickly and was met with the end of a gun. You licked your lips as you brought your hands up. The man smiles as three more popped out from behind him.

“Speak and i will put one right through your head,” The man warned. You gulped as you tried to think of a way to get out of this moment in time. You closed your eyes and soon Natasha’s gun was thrown in the direction of you guys.

“Y/N, now is not the time to be fu- why hello gentlemen.” Natasha smiled at you and soon got to work on fighting. You two were taking two each as you two started fight. You went to twist a guys arm as a gunshot rang through the hallways. All things went silent and slow all at once. You felt a pain in your chest and looked up. You made eye contact with another person who was hiding in the shadows. You cocked your head and then turned to Natasha.

“Nat… I don’t feel umm…” You try to take a deep breath but instead you cough and lean forward.

“Hey!! No no no no. Baby girl, you’re okay, you’re alright!!” Natasha cries as she catches you and brings you slower to the ground.

“What is happening out here?!” Steve yells as he finally rounded the corner. He got closer and stopped in his tracks as his eyes landed on your body. Natasha had ripped off the top half of your suit and was trying to apply pressure to your wound.

“These guys came out of nowhere. They ambushed Y/N. Then some guy came from the shadows and just fired blindly into the fight. He took off in that direction,” Natasha tried explain in between tears and hushes as you kept groaning. You looked up at Steve and gave him a wanky smile.

“Oh my god! You’re Captain America!!” You exclaimed as you reached out to him. He tried to hold back a laugh as he knew that the reasons behind your forgetfulness was not funny.

“Where the hell is Bucky?” Nat asked as she put just a tad bit more pressure on your wound. You groaned once again, causing Steve to grab your hand.

“He should be here by now!” Steve called out. “”Bucky where are you?”

“I’m literally around the corner!” He called out into the ear pieces. Your grip on Steve’s hand slightly loosened as the color started to leave your face.

“HEY! Don’t you give up!” Steve cried out as Bucky finally turned the corner.

“What is wr- Y/N!!” Bucky rushed to your body. Natasha moved on top of you so Bucky could be on your otherside.

“Is the plane ready to leave?!” Natasha says, mostly to clint who is suppose to be off floating around. You hear a few words exchanged through the earpiece but can’t make it out. You close your eyes slightly, sighing contently at how great it felt to be able to close your eyes.

“Don’t you dare close your eyes!” Bucky cried into your ear. Your eyes lazily opened and looked up at your husband. You gave him a derpy smile, as if you were drunk.

“God, i married the hottest guy.” You mumbled, earning a smile from him.

“And i married the most beautiful and amazing wife who should not be closing her eyes!” Bucky says, causing you to open your eyes again.

“It just feels so good.” You mumble, coughing up some blood. Both Steve’s and Bucky’s grips on your hands got stronger as soon as yours got weaker. You cough again, more blood coming out. You closed your eyes once again, your head rolling to the side.

“Hey!! Don’t you dare!” Bucky says as he tries to push your head up with his metal hand. You sigh and force your eyes open. You feel your breathing becoming weaker as more blood left you. You looked up at Bucky with glazed eyes. His eyes started to drip some tears down his face. “Please Y/N..” You squeezed his hand three times as hard as your weak body would let you.

“I love you..” You mumble before coughing again.

“I love you more… Please Y/N!” Bucky cried out as he started to sob harder.

“I love you the most..” You say just louder than a whisper. Your grip completely goes limp as you take your last breath. Natasha looks down at your lifeless body, climbing off of it.

“NOO No No NO NO NO!! Y/N STAY WITH US!! PLEASE!! YOU’RE THE ONLY PERSON WHO LOVES ME AND I LOVE BACK!! PLEASE!!” Bucky cried as he pulled your body to his. Steve let your limp hand go and he stood up. He moved over to his best friend and put his hands on his shoulders. Natasha moved to Steve’s side, crying silently. Natasha wrapped her arms around Steve’s torso. “I wanted to start a family with you!! I had so many dreams for us!”

The group stayed like that for a little longer before Bucky was ready to move your body.  He lifted your body up effortlessly but softly. He was afraid he would still hurt your lifeless body. They all walked quietly to the plane. The plane ride was silent other than everyone’s sobbing over the loss of someone they all truly loved.

A week had passed and the funeral was today. Bucky sat in your guys shared bedroom that was in the tower. The room where it started. He brought you to his room and you guys shared an amazing night that turned into an amazing life you guys had. Bucky wiped away the tears that were falling silently. He was holding the bear he bought you as a one month anniversary gift. He looked down at and squeezed it three times.

“No, i love you the most..” He mumbles as he brought it to his chest.

[jinxfirebolt18902]

Always by Blink-182 (Luke Hemmings Imagine)

[[Do not expect too much from this. Tbh apparently I wrote it on June the 5th and I recently found it]]

The frown it had appeared on my face since the fight I had had with him that afternoon had never left. As it was planned that night we went to our usual club with the guys and girls. On the way to the place Ashton gave us a ride along with Michael, Calum, Crystal and Leila. The ride was kind of awkward and luckily Mikey was inbetween us with Crys on his lap so we didn't even look at each other. Nevertheless the others hadn't the fault of our stupidity so I tried my best not to let the tension bother our friends. Thus when Leila told a funny story about a guy who had played her got his karma back I laughed as well as everytime Ash giggled like a school girl.

After we got out of the car girls and boys had to do different queues to enter the place so each group head it's way. Not 5 seconds since we took our place in the girls queue Leila immediately grabbed my arm and demanded me an explanation.

—What the hell is wrong with you?

I raised an eyebrow at her statement.

—What?

—What on earth happened now? Why did you two fight this time? —She exclaimed exasperated.

—Why do you say it as if it's my fault?

Now it was her turn to raise an eyebrow at me. Except she also crossed her arms over her chest to add authority at her thoughts. Crystal let out a laugh at the show.

A heavy sigh left my body. —Listen is not that big deal it's just a stupid argument. It will be fine.

—Ugh why are you like this?! —she looked defeated at the sky and then at me to which I couldn't help but laugh as I nodded my head in negation. —I hate that you never tell how you feel about things. Specially with Luke...

I was saved by the security guy that took our IDs and let us into the club. Leila was right. I knew I'm not that much of a teller, mainly because I don't want to be judged. Less when it comes to my relationships. What happens between Luke and I is our problem. Of course sometimes you need to get things out of your chest but I certainly didn't feel comfortable revealing personal stuff about my boyfriend and me.

The guys took longer to get inside so while we were waiting for them we made our way to the bar and asked for drinks. Crystal began to narrate about a music festival she had recently attended to and Leila commented interrupting her when she mentioned the best outfits she had seen. I on my side wasn't really paying attention. Not because I was thinking about Luke but because I didn't feel like clubbing. I rather be on our basement laying on the couch listening to blink-182 and smoking cigarettes.

The girls were animatedly chatting facing each other while I was staring at nothing in particular. Calum appeared on my sight with the rest of the boys a few feet behind him. He locked his eyes with mine and I saw his empathy. Oh dear how I love this boy, he's like a puppy.

He gave me a warm smile and held it there till he walked around the little table, passed behind Lei and hugged me from behind. His strong right arm was on my chest right on my collarbones holding me against his chest. The feeling of his tight grip and the comfy grey hoodie he was wearing was really heart melting and made me smile. Naturally tho my gaze seeked for Luke's who was already staring at me ashamed. Right after he conneceted his look with mine for a split second he looked down at the floor and bit his piercing uncomfortably. I did the same.

Apparently Cal had seen our little interaction because he neared his head to mine and spoke in my ear so I could hear him above the loud music.

—It's gonna be okay.

My hands flew to touch his arm on my chest in a reasuring way. He then kissed the head of my head and started paying attention to Ashton, hanging his arm on my shoulder keeping me close.

-x-

I couldn't point exactly at what point I had lost the girls in the dance floor. Boys being boys had decided just to remain on the table from earlier just drinking and talking while the girls desperately wanted to move their hips. I danced  two or three songs and got really bored. I definitely wasn't in the mood for this. A frown was still visible on my expressions and my temper was getting worse by minute. I had discreetly took a few steps away from my friends and rested my body on the nearest wall keeping an eye on them but obviously that didn't last.

I took a deep breathe as I closed my eyes fighting to keep a positive attitude till the end of the night. Jeez I could picture my so beloved bed on my quiet room waiting for me. Suddenly a very familiar song came through the speakers. "Always" by blink wasn't the typical song that you hear in a pub, although I must admit this wasn't a particularly common one. I opened my eyelids as I felt two hands sliding on my waist and his voice singing the lyrics of the song in my ear.

—"I'm so sick of fights, I hate them"...

I looked directly at those baby blue eyes I learned to love to death. His expression showed hurt. His eyes told you everything he felt. There weren't any more words said. No apologies, no "I'm sorry", no "I love you". We hang on our touch and kept connected through our gazes. I blinked and buried myself in his magnificent chest closing the gap between us. Both his arms surrounded my figure to make sure I wouldn't leave. Not like I wanted to. I was tired of our stupid fights too, although they weren't diary, and I felt peculiarly tired and frustrated that night. I didn't even care about anything anymore I just wanted to cuddle with Luke and sleep a lot. I felt him leaving a kiss on my head and my hands fisted his clothes in an attempt to bring him closer.

We stood there for a moment as if we had missed each other. When the chorus of the song came he sang for me again and I couldn't help but fall in love with him even more. His voice was out of this world. I'm sure it could make the world's peace come true.

—"C'mon let me hold you, touch you, feel you... always. Kiss you, taste you, all night... always..." —his eyes were still connected to mine just to look down to my lips when he ended singing.

From one moment to other our mouths had crashed lovingly. His lips moving over mines was everything that's right in this world. The friction between our mouths connecting us into a whole another level... I can't explain how right this felt. The feeling of his lips against mines was nothing to be compared with. I couldn't bring myself to believe such a simple act could make me feel so troubled and complete in this life. Inevitably a smile of pure happiness was on my face after we broke the kiss. Our eyes locked again and now his were shinning differently. Mine were too probably. There was no denying we loved each other, a lot.

[babystolemyheart-blog1]

Intro: Tattered Hearts and Tattoos

Summary: Tattoos hold so many meanings, but they also hold memories, stories and emotions; pain, wonder, awe

Dean Winchester x OFC (Marina) 

Trigger Warning!

Child abuse, abuse, cheating, language, angst, sad, tearjerking backstory, child favouritism, just overall sad

Next: Chapter 1 - Walls 

Innocence

Word Count: 1, 218

The black ink against sun-kissed skin enticed the little girl as she glanced up at her father, his arm bleeding from the werewolf he’d just killed a few hours earlier. His coloured skin was flecked with freckles, similar to the ones that decorated her own arms and dusted across her flat, polynesian nose. The traditional and cultural ink of the maori people littered her father’s arm and back and chest, his greenstone shining proudly between his pecs.

“Did you get him dad?”

With her curly black hair tamed into two pigtail braids, Marina Reka Cooper looked on as her mother, Lauren, began to clean the already scabbed over wound. Her big brown eyes framed with thick black lashes, bushy eyebrows suiting the heart-shaped face of the eight year old girl. With pouty lips and a flat nose, she really was a copy of her father. Jacob Cooper was a burly man, not overly muscular, but strong enough to fight against the things that went bump in the night.

And as his own dark brown eyes glanced into exact, albeit smaller ones, he couldn’t help but feel his heart fill with pride and love. She really was his daughter, eager and hungry to learn more, to be stronger and to save those in need. His mouth pulled up at the corners, breaking out into a lip splitting grin as he picked the small girl up in his arms, her squeals of laughter music to his ear.

“I did you little monkey! And thanks to all that good research you and your mama did for me, Tyler and I got that pain in the ass!!”

With a grin, his bearded chin began to descend into her neck, his lips landing and blowing against her.

“And because of Sammy and De right daddy? Their daddy helped too right?”

A giggling little girl squirmed in his arms, her little voice warming the hearts of her giant of a father in the room.

“Nooooo, no more furries dad. Stoooop!”

“Well I did more work than they did, didn’t I?”

She kept laughing, happy tears falling from her eyes as she looked towards father, her breathing settling. As she calmed down, her hands traced the one word that made her chubby little body fill with pride.

“Can I get this one when I’m big daddy?”

Te arawa

The word was written in beautiful, loopy script and spanned across her father's left pec, over to his shoulder. It was completely beautiful, simple yet...it had this complexity to it that intrigued the little girl as she traced it, mind filled with awe and wonder of the the old tales of their ancestors, travelling the sees in search of the unknown, of a new land to call home.

With wide, innocent eyes, she looked up at father; the one of two people she knew would keep her safe from any of the monsters she had learnt about. She watched as he opened his mouth to reply, only to be interrupted by another voice instead, one filled with disgust.

“No.”

Turning her head, she looked at her mother, who wasn’t even looking at them, busy cleaning up the mess she’d made and placing blood contaminated wipes into the bin.

“Now hold on-”

“I said no. She’s not going to get a stupid tattoo, and that is final.”

Placing the little girl on the floor, Jacob stood, shrugging his singlet back on after ruffling his daughters hair.

“Hun, that’s not your call-”

“I don’t fucking care, I will not have my children getting tattoos.”

With sad brown eyes, she turned away from the impending argument, running to her big brother with haste.

“Ty, mama and dad are-”

“I know, come here.”

The 13 year old boy wrapped his big arms around her, holding her tight as the screams started.

“She’s a child, Jacob. A fucking child, she shouldn’t be talking about monsters and the bullshit we do for a living! And she sure as hell shouldn’t be talking about getting a fucking permanent mistake like a tattoo.”

“She’s eight! She wanted a fucking castle last week!”

“What does that have to do with anything right now?”

“I’m just saying-”

“This is your fault you know. She wouldn’t know about this stuff just like Tyler if we were home.”

“Can I just-”

“Ever since we moved back here, it’s been hunt after hunt, I mean. You never have time for us, you’re always on the road and you’re never home for more than a week.”

“Can you let me fucking speak for God’s sake!”

“Don’t you swear at me!”

With tears streaming down her caramel skin, Marina cried in her brother’s arms as the fighting went on and on. Tyler sat there with his sister, holding her tight as she broke apart, seeing if he could somehow hold the broken pieces of her heart together as the yelling continued on. For years, he’d watched her grow up, watched her little heart break at every harsh comment sent her way from their mother. And although Jacob wasn’t his father by blood, he was his dad, and he watched with focused eyes as his mother abused and used him.

“Why won’t they stop Ty?”

The little voice right next to his ear brought him back from his memory as the voices grew louder again, the deep boom of Jacob’s voice filling the room.

“I don’t know monkey...I don’t know.”

He was the complete opposite of his little sister; where she had light, caramel skin, he had darker skin, baked by the sun from his time growing up in the islands. Where she had forever changing hair that was brown in the sun and a darker, chocolate brown/black indoors, he had pitch black hair that was so dark it was almost blue. Where she had strong, thick fingers for fighting, he had slender, thin fingers for typing and researching.

Tyler was five years older than Marina, but sometimes, she was the more mature of the two. Everytime he had broken something, made a mistake, it was Marina that took the fall. That took the beatings and the punishments. Despite being the baby of the family, she was the one their mother didn’t like.

Tyler felt like a coward as his mind drifted off to the times of his sisters suffering, to how strong she’d been. He remembered what she said when she’d been beaten to the point she had to stay in bed for a week.

“If you say you did it, she’ll hurt me more for making you lie. I’m a big girl Ty, I can take it.”

She was six.

Swallowing with great struggle, Tyler looked down at his sister, her eyes shut with wet trails leading down her freckled cheeks.

“I’m so sorry monkey, I’m so sorry.”

With a heaving chest, Tyler kissed his sisters forehead as he made a promise to himself. One he was going to keep no matter how much it was going to hurt his baby sister, or himself.

In her unconscious state, Marina didn’t hear her brother apologise to her. Nor did she hear her parents stop fighting after her mother had ran off again.

She didn’t hear anything.

I’m kinda really excited for this series!!! LIKE OMG, I’m really hoping I can get this idea out of my head and do it justice too!!

Please don’t be afraid to tell me what you think, I live to see how y’all react tbh, but yea, if you don’t like it tell me. If you do tell me (and expect a very length thank you hehe)

But yea, that was the introduction. Yes there was minimal mention of Dean and Sam...hell even John had a mini appearance hehe. But if this goes the way I want it to, it’ll be that really slow burn hehehehe.

As always thank you for taking the time to read this, I really do appreciate it. I can’t wait to see how this turns out!! Until next time lovelies!!

- Ninz

A/N: Marina is pronounced as (Ma-r-IN-a, so like, ‘ma’ ‘r’ ‘in’ ‘a’, nor ‘mar’ ‘E’ ‘na’....and her middle name is pronounced like Reika, without the ‘i’ just to kinda, clarify hehe

A/N/N: Te arawa was the name of one of the seven canoes said to have been in the ‘Great Fleet’ in which brought the people now seen as the Maori to New Zealand....my family is personally from the Tainui but like yea