#it’s 2pm and i have only just woke up

[7-omen-7]

[ilikeshitmmm]

I have for almost every weekend the past month and a half gotten sick and I'm really fucking done with it, I have no clue why this keeps happening but I would rather just about anything else to having to spend all day (or a couple days) in bed watching tiktok because everything hurts or it hurts to get up and I can't sleep

[exhaslo]

Over-Time Ch3

(CEO!Miguel x Shy/Clumsy!Reader)

Ch1, Ch2

Warning: MINORS DNI, eventual smut, slow-burn, mentions of sex, bullying, cussing, fluff

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"On behalf of those of us at Alchemax, we would like to welcome you to our company. Please arrive at the Human Resources floor tomorrow with the information sent via email. We are happy to have you join us."

The shudder in your voice as you resisted the urge to squeal was sharp. You were at your current job, trying to hide from the crowd outside. This phone call was important, you told everyone that, and you were glad you took it.

"(Y/N)! GET OUT HERE WE NEED YOUR CLUMSY ASS!"

You yelped towards your coworker. Tears threatening to spill towards their harsh tone. Luckily you had just finished the phone call. How cruel could they be?

Hurrying back onto the floor, you yelped as another coworker tossed you a bunch of orders. Hurrying towards you station, you tried your best to make the orders but the pressure was getting to you. Everyone's yelling and the pace was too much.

"Strawberries, (Y/N)! Not Blackberries! Damn!"

"S-Sorry," You whimpered.

You hated working here. You hated this job, but this was the only place that could hire you fresh out of college. Everywhere you really wanted to work claimed that you didn't have enough work experience. Well how the hell were you supposed to get that if they didn't give you a shot?

"Hey, goofball, you're taking my shift tomorrow."

"H-Huh?!" You questioned, spilling the drink you were making, "Ah! No, no-"

"It's from 7am to 2pm."

"I-I can't!" You stuttered, trying to clean the mess you made, "I-I have s-something....something important to do!"

"Well change your plans, I already told the manager that you're taking my shift, goofball." Your coworker snapped before bumping into you, "Stop fucking up the drinks!"

You were biting the inside of your cheek as you tried your best to hold back your tears. You weren't going to let your cruel coworkers ruin your chance at a better life. You weren't going to deal with them anymore after today.

You just had to finish your shift.

And never look back.

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You woke up early for Alchemax. Triple checked all of your paperwork and identification. This was the most prepared you were ever going to be. You had blocked your current job from calling you so they wouldn't stress you out.

You even had some time to bake a small 'thank you' cake for Miguel, if you got the chance to see him. You were truly grateful for his help in getting you here. Hopefully it won't look weird on your end. This was just your way of thanking someone.

Once you arrived, you went up to the Human Resources floor to submit your information. As you waited, you focused on the elevator and saw Lyla step out.

"Ah, there you are." Lyla chirped, approaching you.

It was night and day from when you saw her during the interview. She was much more peppy than before.

"G-Good...morning," You whispered, feeling slightly nervous as to why she was looking for you.

"Is all her paperwork done?" Lyla asked the front desk lady, "Perfect, (Y/N), grab your stuff and follow me. I'm going to show you around~"

"Oh....Thank you,"

This felt strange. As you collected all of your things, you hurried behind Lyla. She was so nice and friendly. You weren't used to this, so it was a nice change of pace.

"Now that you're officially hired with us, you'll be getting paid for your time here today. I'm going to show you around the building first, then your station. I'm sure you'll love working here~!"

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Miguel grunted lowly as Lyla abandoned him during an important meeting. She wanted to meet you personally, leaving Miguel to suffer with the wolves. Miguel had very little patience with these men and now it was going to get worse.

Once the meeting was over, Miguel hurried back to his office. He needed a drink. There was only so much stupid and ignorance that he could deal with. Being a CEO was difficult. The patience that Miguel had to show was honestly a talent.

"This is the cafeteria! We have a large selection of goods here,"

Miguel could hear Lyla's voice from one of this monitors. Honestly, that woman was good at testing Miguel.

"Whoa, h-how much do we have....to pay for this?"

Groaning softly as Miguel sat at his desk, he took a sip of his vodka. Your soft voice now echoed from the monitor. Miguel resisted a chuckle as he watched the two of you walk around. Lyla must have set this up, normally Miguel only watched certain interviews.

"I've been meaning to ask, what's in the little box you've been carrying?" Lyla asked you.

"A-Ah....Um...I-I wanted to say thank you to...Miguel for helping me out. Is...Is it too much? I thought....I usually bake as a thank you," Your voice was getting lower as you started to cover your face.

"Hehe," Lyla looked directly at the camera, "I'm sure he will love it."

Miguel grunted in response as he drank the rest of his liquor. Lyla was abusing the fact that you didn't know that he was the CEO. Miguel couldn't wait until you did find out. How shocked would you get? How red would those cheeks turn?

Clicking his tongue at his thoughts, Miguel decided to meet with you. After all, it would be rude for you to be waiting much longer. You had a cake to give him.

How cute.

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Lyla was currently showing you some of the labs. There were a lot of floors that you weren't going to be anywhere near, but Lyla said it was good to know where everything was. Honestly, Alchemax was even more impressive than you thought.

Arriving at the next floor, you gasped softly as you made eye contact with Miguel once the doors open.

"Oh, Miguel, funny to find you on the relaxing floor," Lyla said with a grin.

"I don't find it strange at all," Miguel huffed and smiled towards you, "Ah, (Y/n), right?"

"Y-Yes!" You squeaked and lowered your head, "Um...I..."

Your heart was racing. This was weird. So very, very weird. Maybe you shouldn't have baked him a cake. Maybe just a thank you card was enough? You couldn't find the courage to give him the baked good. It was too embarrassing.

"Awe!" Lyla cooed and pulled Miguel inside the elevator, "Why don't I show (Y/n) where she will be working! Miguel, come with us."

"Sure," Miguel grunted lowly.

"Ah, here!" You nervously handed Miguel the cake, avoiding his gaze, "I....I wanted to say...thank you for...for helping me with the interview! S-So, thank you!"

"You didn't have too," Miguel smiled as he took the small box, "But thank you."

Finally raising your head, you felt your cheeks burn as Miguel smiled towards you. There were butterflies in your stomach as you watched him. Miguel was so kind and handsome. You hoped that you could see him often here.

"Huh? You can smile?" Lyla mocked Miguel, causing him to grunt.

"When is your vacation again?"

It was fascinating watching the two bicker. That sweet and kind Miguel was grumbling towards Lyla. As if they had been friends for quite some time. It made you feel even better about working here.

"Here is our floor! C'mon (Y/n), let's leave the brute to himself," Lyla chuckled, grabbing your hand.

"W-Wait...Isn't this the top floor-"

"Hm? Oh, yes, you were hired to be my replacement while I'm away on vacation. You're going to be the CEO's secretary." Lyla said casually.

Your eyes widen in shock. You wanted to question Lyla, but honestly, thinking about your interview, it made sense. Lyla just smiled as she showed you her office, wanting to get you comfortable.

"S-So...I'll be working...with the CEO?" You asked softly, taking a seat on her couch, "Um...How are they?"

"Ugh, so annoying. Always uptight, always cranky, never laughs or smiles. Honestly, this change will be good for all of us. I'm sure you can get that grunting brute to loosen up. The job is pretty easy itself as you've seen during your interview."

"Mhm, will there be...anything else I have to do?"

"Not much, but I'll go over all that with more details tomorrow. Why don't we work on your schedule as of right now?"

"Okay,"

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Miguel waited for you to enter Lyla's office before he could enter his. He took a seat at his desk and pulled out a fork as he undid the box you gave him. Miguel raised a brow at the cake before him, it was small and a little sloppy, but the effort was there.

Taking a bite of the cake, Miguel winced at the salty taste. You did admit that you were clumsy. Swallowing, Miguel went to grab a water before seeing a small note in the box.

"If it is too salty, I'm so sorry. There is a small packet of tea that goes well with salty items...just in case." Miguel read aloud.

Finding the tea packet, Miguel scoffed softly as he got himself a glass of hot water. You were well prepared. Miguel seemed to recall you saying that you only got clumsy when nervous. Were your nerves getting to you about the job?

"Well, can't have that now," Miguel hummed, drinking the tea, "I quite like (Y/n). She'd make a fine edition to the team."

"This is the big bad CEO's office," Lyla said from outside Miguel's doors.

Miguel just smiled as he imagined you on the other side. Lyla was making him to be oh so scary. Appraoching the door, Miguel kept a calm composure as he decided to open the doors.

"Stop scaring the new girl," Miguel hummed. He watched as your eyes widen,

"Huh? Miguel? Y-You're...You're the C-CEO?"

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[wintersera]

roommate au g!p chaewinter x fem!reader

notes: i fear i may have half assed the ending DONT COME FOR ME IM SORRY </3 but anyways my two favourite bob girls deserve a good dick sucking. also gaht damn reader 100% has an oral fixation

cw: g!p idol, oral (reader giving), blowjob, handjob, threesome (both idols receiving), definitely not proofread. i think thats it? lmk if i missed anything

word count: 1.8k

sunday afternoon and everything is slow as hell today, nothing is really going on and it’s just so…. boring. your roommates were nowhere to be seen, so you can’t even whore yourself out of boredom. ning was hanging out with some of her friends, aeri is out partying WITHOUT YOU? and jimin is out at a cafe. as for minjeong, she hasn’t even come out of her bedroom yet and it’s 2pm.

so what do you do? well, you knew a few friends that could help with that boredom of yours.

scrambling for your phone, you leap outta the couch and scurry towards your room. the door was already open so you didn't have to worry much about accidentally slamming it and possibly waking minjeong up. as soon as you get your hands on your phone, you immediately open up your contacts to call the one and only kim chaewon, waiting eagerly for her to pick up.

“is there anyone at your dorm right now?”

“not even a hello? a ‘good afternoon how are you’? you’re calling because you want my dick right?”

“um… yes… also good afternoon. anyways answer the question quick quick quick” on the other side you could hear laughter erupting from the girl.

“nah sorry everyones here today, even eunchae so... give me 5 minutes and i’ll be there, see you!”

with that, your very rushed conversation ended. you were glad to know someone was gonna come and fu- i mean take care of you. excited, you decide to wear your best set of lingerie for her. it’s been a while since you last saw chaewon and you wanted to make things fun for the both of you. however, unexpectedly minjeong had caught you changing through your opened door. looking cute in her oversized pyjamas and a blanket draped around her shoulders, there she stood with her mouth agape.

“oh you’re finally awake. i was so bored, minjeongie come and help me will you?” sorta forgetting that chaewon was about to come over.

“huh? i-i just woke up.. also why are you wearing just lingerie”

“oh, about that-”

didn’t seem like 5 minutes had passed, but she was already here, right outside the door. a big ass knock echoed three times as you stare at minjeong. “um… i may have asked someone else to come here, oops sorry minjeongie” she couldn’t help but pout at you, she’s just woken up and seeing you with pretty lingerie on has her thinking many thoughts. but now you’re gonna let someone else see it? she’s a little jealous, but really she wants to let you have your time alone with her if that’s what you really want.

“i’m gonna freshen up. i’ll be out in a minute” waddling towards the bathroom door.

anyway, you open the door to meet a shorter girl. of course you knew it was chaewon, so you dragged her in with urgency “i won’t lie, i need to make out with you right now” pulling her in by the collar

“fuck, is this what you’re like when you haven’t seen me in so long? are you this needy for me?” checking you out with a wide grin on her face. you hadn’t put any clothes on; just you and your lingerie. wrapping her arms around your neck, her lips almost meeting your own. you could feel her getting harder against your leg, seeing you so needy for her got her going and it made sense for her to react like that. it had been so long since she’s last seen your face, and it had been so so long since she’s had you at all. her actions alone shined through her innocent demeanour, pressing her hot body against yours to purposely rile you up.

“go on, kiss me”

her words were intoxicating, like poison it took over your body and pulled you into her embrace. no minute was wasted, her top priority was fucking you even if it was in the hallway. all clothes on her disappeared within seconds, forcefully dragging you to the couch and tearing off what remains on you so now you’re both naked.

desperate would be an understatement. there was a certain connection between the two of you and it was like electricity. every kiss she gave you felt like something new and refreshing, and it grew passionately. her lust, hunger, desire- everything; it was consuming her mind and body. she wanted nothing more than you in the moment and you let her have you. now you were on the couch with her above you. swooping down, she kisses your lips again, finding that your lips were already parted for her entry.

if your eyes were sharp enough you would’ve been able to see what was going on in the corner of your eye, but alas, you thought it was something falling or maybe something strange moving. but you didn’t care for it in this moment, your only thoughts were of the shorter girl about to dick you down. a couple of unknown groans were heard from the bathroom, and it both caught you off guard, yet you laughed, unlike chaewon who was startled “who..? come out the bathroom, creep” door opening slowly, minjeong panicking as her hands were fumbling on the door knob “..wait what the fuck minjeong?”

“my bad- i thought you guys were gonna go into the bedroom and not the couch… and i was kinda stuck in here so you know” quickly shoving her cock back inside her briefs.

“pause.. your cocks massive what the hell? join in. it’ll be fun, right y/n?”

“y-yeah that sounds fun” huffing as you catch your breath “minjeong~ come here”

yeah you’ve seen this exact scenario acted out before, but seeing minjeong bashfully drift towards you will always be your favourite thing ever. covering her face with a hand she whispers something into chaewons ears. chae nods with a grin on her face. what exactly are they planning?

hoisting herself off of you, giggling with the other bob haired girlie. no wonder why the both of them are very good friends “y/n baby, kneel down here” you nodded at her as she signalled for you to kneel in between them.

zero words were exchanged after that, but you knew what was going to happen. two women towering over you, chae who was fully stripped and minjeong who was in the process of taking off her briefs again. fuck, it was quite a view. both of their cocks were out, fully erect and ready to be sucked, but unfortunately you weren’t blessed with two mouths. however, you do have two hands that could be used.

but it’s you, you wanted something in your mouth and there’s nothing better than having minjeongs massive cock filling up the empty space. having one hand on minjeongs thigh and your other wrapped around chaewons shaft, pumping it slowly which also mirrored the speed of your blowjob. a low groan reverberated deep in minjeongs chest followed by your own muffled moans overlapping her own.

she looked down at you, seeing the way your eyes shined while you were giving her head. something in her just snapped and her hands flew to your head, pushing you down, choking around her shaft. the action causing you to moan louder. the vibrations from your throat sending shivers down her spine. your pride grew and so did your pace, bobbing your head up and down, coating her cock with your saliva.

and of course you didn’t forget about chaewon, like your mouth, your hands began to move faster. her slick coated your hands making it much easier for her to buck her hips into your fist. chaewon bit her lip in a flimsy attempt at trying not to let her whimpers out in front of minjeong and you, but she obviously failed to do so. covering her face in embarrassment only because she’s never been so riled up in front of minjeong before.

your hand felt great around her cock, rolling it all the way down her length made her feel like her body was on fire. as if it wasn’t enough you suddenly played around with her tip, swiping your thumb over it. god she was simply melting in your hands “more, more. move your hand f-faster i can’t take it anymore, fuck” a series of begs and squeels tumbling out of her mouth.

you could tell by the way she was begging that she was close to cumming, feeling her hand reach out for your arms as she squeezed them. indicating that she was about to release “good, too good. fuck y/n cum- i’m gonna cum”

toppling over as she was still standing up, she releases her load literally everywhere, her cum splattering all over the side of your face, your hand and some even dripping onto the floor.

she felt somewhat guilty for cumming way before minjeong did, so what could she do for her best friend? well of course she’d help you out by grabbing your head and pushing you faster than how minjeong had “come on. that’s a good girl, take minjeongs entire length. make her cum in your mouth”

your face began to grow hotter and hotter, eyes rolling back as you can feel minjeongs grip on your head become tighter. hollowing out your cheeks and pressing your tongue flat against the bottom of of her cock, you could feel her legs tensing as you drew her even closer to the edge “pleasepleaseplease don’t- don’t stop, i’m close pleaseee” all said while tears began to roll out from her glossy eyes.

her unending pleas and screams for you could definitely be heard by the next door neighbours, but her shame didn’t stop her from calling out for you in a manner that could only be deemed as whorish “cumming- oh god it feels too good”

rolling her head back in ecstasy, she lets out a guttural moan, gripping onto your hair for dear life. she gives one final thrust into your mouth, filling it to the brim with her cum. and she came a lot- swallowing it all and smiling innocently at her.

you watched her come down from her high, chest rising up and down rapidly. panting heavily while she’s staring at the ceiling “…are you okay there minjeong?”

“yeah, nah i almost lost my mind for a second. that was too good, i almost blacked out”

your knees starting to feel the pains of kneeling for too damn long, you spring up wobbling as you try to walk to the kitchen to grab a handful of kitchen towels.

“you guys came so much…” catching a glimpse of the wall. how the fuck did it get on the wall.. “okay now chae that’s just crazy because i know you cum A LOT ,but seriously how is it on the wall?”

yeah ik the ending is kinda abrupt but my mind ran short so… LMAO

[jinhyun]

—sunshield.

pairing: hwang hyunjin x reader

genre: fluff, humor probably, established relationship, changbin and minho are two menaces in this

word count: 1.5k

summary: when the sun hits your sound asleep boyfriend's eyes and you take it upon yourself to block it and protect his dreams. regardless of all the teasing you will get from your friends.

a/n: thissss is a small present for the best friend i could've made on this hellsite 🤧🩷 you know who you are, u a real one. i took this idea bc Mother Hen™, but i really liked the other two you sent me so don't mind me if i ever write them lol. i hope you enjoy, and happy birthday!! hope you have a good one out of many many more 🩷

Sometimes you wondered if you were becoming delusional.

Staring at some guy for longer than it could be considered normal surely did seem delusional to you, especially when he was fast asleep and therefore unaware of your stare.

But, then again, he wasn't just 'some guy'. No, he was your boyfriend. And maybe that was good enough of an excuse for you to stare at him for minutes and minutes, at any time of the day, and even at night, as sleeping right next to him in the comfort of his familiar arms was a privilege you'd be damned to ever take for granted.

So, you stared.

For as long as your eyes were open and your neck didn't hurt from the way it was turned in order to be able to get a glimpse of him, you stared.

As Minho drove and Changbin on the passenger's seat turned up the volume of the radio right as 'Heartbeat' by 2PM started to play, singing along obnoxiously as ever to it, your eyes remained fixed on Hyunjin next to you. His head rested on your shoulder as small snores abandoned his mouth every couple of seconds, somehow —much to your surprise— completely unaware of all the noise surrounding him inside the car.

It had been a long day, in the best way possible. Chan and Felix had suggested you all should have a beach day together during their small break after promotions, and although Hyunjin hadn't been too keen on it at first —as he would've much rather stayed home with you, alone—, your excitement over the idea had been enough for him to give in.

It turned out to be a good call in the end, for you both got to spend a nice, fun time with your friends without having a single worry in the world, and Hyunjin still got to have you all to himself like he wanted somehow. He found out that day that sharing a towel and napping together while everyone else was in the water, hearing the sound of the waves in the background while the light breeze of them reached your bodies, could easily become one of his favourite things to do with you.

You woke up early that morning, making sure to pack everything you could possibly need throughout the day before you met the guys and the group got divided in two cars to head over to the beach — one driven by Minho and one driven by Chan.

You had gone with Minho in the morning, as you could use some boost of energy from the carpool you knew was about to happen in it. And it turned out to be so much fun in the end, that you and Hyunjin decided to go back home on the same car as well.

Right now, as Hyunjin slept beside you and your friends had their own little party in the front, however, you couldn't help but think that maybe you should've taken Chan's car on your way back.

Regardless of your concern, a loud laugh escaped your throat when Minho joined in on Changbin's singing, and you had to physically quiet yourself down by placing your hand over your mouth —the one that wasn't intertwined with Hyunjin's— not to wake up your sound asleep boyfriend.

Your eyes fixed on him for the hundredth time on your ride back home, smiling softly as ever when you felt him move his head higher up on your shoulder, after a small turn on the highway made him lose balance for a second.

His eyebrows furrowed prominently and his eyes closed tighter, making you realise only then that the sun about to set was now directly on his side of the car, hitting his eyes just the right amount to disturb his dream. It was also hitting your eyes, to be fair, but that didn't seem to matter in the slightest.

Without giving it a second thought, you raised your free hand up to his eye level, smiling to yourself when the shadow provided by your hand blocking the sun formed a small mask over his eyes and they visibly relaxed once again.

Pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, you lovingly rested your head on his for a moment before you went back to making sure your hand wouldn't lose its balance and no longer shield the eyes of your beloved from the sun.

"You're so whipped" Changbin's teasing statement brought your eyes up to the rearview mirror, so they could lock with his.

"No, I'm not" you poorly fought back.

"You are, though" Minho joined.

"He's tired, I just want him to rest as much as he can" you pouted. "I'd do this for any of you guys".

They both laughed, earning a roll of eyes from you.

"First, Hyunjin would flip if you ever did that for anyone but him" Changbin pointed out with a light laugh.

You laughed under your breath, sneaking a glance to your boyfriend. He would indeed flip if you ever did for someone else even the smallest of things he considered to be 'boyfriend privilege only', and blocking the sun from hitting their eyes as they slept for sure was part of the list.

"Second, no, you would not".

"Yes, I would?" you couldn't help but sound offended now.

"Y/N," Minho's voice brought your attention to him. "You haven't even acknowledged Han the entire ride".

As if a bubble around you had just been bursted, you instantly felt a faint pressure on your left shoulder. And it was only then you realised Han had been sleeping on it the entire time.

It was only then you even remembered he was in the car, right next to you, to begin with.

Definitely not one of your proudest moments.

Your face right then must've given your sudden realisation away, for the two guys in front let out a laugh that turned out to be loud enough to finally wake Hyunjin up.

"Aish, guys" you called them out, feeling your boyfriend groan quietly next to you.

"Sorry" they both said in unison.

"What's going on?" Hyunjin asked with a hoarse voice — eyes finally opening by complete and being met with your hand hovering them.

"Nothing," you hushed him, pulling him back onto your shoulder. "Go back to sleep, baby".

He pouted, having realised what you had been doing all along and being unable to stop his heart from melting.

Instead of saying anything, as he was just waking up and still a bit out of it, he pressed a small kiss to the crook of your neck.

"I love you" he smiled, closing his eyes before he could notice the goosebumps both his lips and words had caused to appear on your skin.

"Gross" Minho gagged.

"Focus on driving" you called him out, earning a squint of his eyes from the rearview mirror.

"Ever heard of multitasking?" he bit back.

"Obviously she hasn't," Changbin snorted. "Otherwise she wouldn't have neglected Han like that".

You rolled your eyes. "I didn't realise he was sleeping on my shoulder".

"He's what?" Hyunjin jumped up — all traces of sleepiness suddenly gone.

"He fell asleep on your girl's shoulder" Binnie added fuel to the fire, with a smirk from ear to ear at that.

"Yah, Han Jisung".

"Don't," you stopped him before he could wake Han up, like he had just reached his hand out to do.

"But he—"

"Don't be mean" you tightly held his hand in yours when he managed to lightly push him off.

Thankfully, Han seemed to be in another dimension by now.

"And she said she would've blocked the sun from his eyes too, had she noticed" Minho added.

Hyunjin turned to you, with a simple raise of his eyebrow accusing you of having ever said such words of betrayal.

"He's my friend" you nonchalantly remarked to everyone in the car.

"And I'm your boyfriend," Hyunjin reminded you. "Han can get his own partner to block the sun for him".

"But he doesn't have one yet" you pointed out.

"Too bad," he shrugged. "You're mine".

Considering the conversation to be done with that last statement of his, he went back to rest his head on your shoulder — this time burying his face in the crook of your neck and letting out a contented sigh when you rested your head on him.

"So you're just gonna let him sleep on Y/N's shoulder?" Changbin pushed it.

"Y/N didn't let me wake him up" Hyunjin shook it off, eyes already closed as his fingers looked for yours and intertwined them again. "But she's my sunshield only, though".

You chuckled, pressing your lips to his head and having him bring your hand up to his mouth to return the kiss. "That I am".

As for Han, although he took no part in the whole argument, he would have to either look for his own partner or learn not to lean on your shoulder when he was unconscious from now on.

Hyunjin wouldn't let this behaviour slide a second time.

[willgrahamscock]

Now I'm curious, what's your timezone? I'm MST so it's still only 6 for me

I'm in Hungary! It's just past 2pm. You'll see me on at all hours of the day though because not only do I have insomnia but I'm addicted to my friends who are trapped inside of my phone and they are in different time zones.

Just recently I was going to bed at 5am to talk to my friend, and then we switched and they woke up at 3am to voice chat for like 9 hours.

[bugboysgf]

Hate + Love

Chapter 3

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Summary: There is a thin line between love and hate but what if it's way thinner than you thought?

“Do you think that's his boyfriend?” Q asked.

“I don't think so,” Kitty said.

Right now you,Q, Kitty, and Min ho were sitting at the lunch table having lunch, you were too busy on your phone laughing to even hear what they were talking about.

“I don't see the problem, just ask if he is seeing anybody.” Min Ho said.

“If only it was that simple.” Q huffed. “What do you think y/n.”

You didn't respond, you were smiling at your phone not having a care in the world. Min ho thought it would be a good idea to throw a chip at you to get your attention.

“What the hell dickhead.” you glared at Min ho.

“Why do you keep smiling at your phone?” Min ho asked.

“Oh Derek was sending me pictures.”

“So what's going on between you?” Kitty asked

“Nothing really, he asked me on a date yesterday.”

“Wait what?” Minho looks at you in shock.

“You heard me.” “When's the date?” he asked.

“If you must know it's on saturday.”

“I'm so happy for you.” Kitty said.

—-

“I don't get it.” Min ho said to Q.

“Get what?” Q sat up on his bed.

“Why is y/n going on a date with Derek.” “I don't know. What's the problem with it anyway?” Q asked, confused.

“Why would she choose him, that's all.” Min ho wondered.

“Maybe because he gave her his number.” Q said like it was obvious. Minho just stared at the wall thinking. “Listen man if he bothers you that much just tell her.” “It doesn't bother me.” Min ho said a little too fast. “You're lying, it does.” “I don't understand why I care so much.”

“Maybe because you like her.”

“I will not stop saying that.” Min Ho said, clearly annoyed.

“There's obviously something there, if it does bother you.”

“It doesn't, I was just thinking.” Min ho defended himself, but deep down he had this feeling about you and he couldn't figure out what it was.

—

“Q come on, open the door.” you said knocking on the door. You heard footsteps so you stopped knocking on the door.

“What are you wa- wait are you crying?” Min Ho asked.

“No” you swiped your tears. “Where Q” you asked.

“He's not here, he's sleeping at his friend's dorm tonight. What's wrong.” Min Ho asked concerned.

“Nothing, I'm going to go.” you turned around but Min ho grabbed your hand pulling into the dorm. He shut the door and looked at you.

“Just tell me what's wrong, I'm not going to make fun of you or judge you.” all you did was look at him, you were not believing that. “Pinky swear.”

“I'm not five Min ho, can i just go, it's not a big deal.” you explain to him.

“If you're crying, it has to be a big deal,” he says.

“Okay…it's my necklace my dad gave me.” you open your hand and show it to him. “I broke, and i don't know what to do, it was the last thing he gave me and-”

“Slow down y/n, its okay”

“It's not,” you said in a weak voice. “I can't tell my mom, she's going to be so mad, and i dont have the money to fix it.” Min ho looks at you not knowing what to say, he's never had a girl cry in front of him.

“I'm sorry for putting this on you.” you apologize.

“I'll fix it.” Min Ho said.

“What?”

“Give it to me, I'll try to fix it.” you had no choice to hand it over to him, you didn't know what to do.

“I should go, it's past curfew.” you said.

“Stay here”

“Why?”

“I just want to make sure you are okay,” he says.

“What if I get caught?”

“Nobody is going to see you plus there's no class tomorrow. You can take my bed” he explains.

The next morning you woke up in his bed, then it hit you that you cried to Min ho last night about a necklace. You cringe at the fact that Min ho saw you cry. You get out of the bed and go into the kitchen and sit down.

“Good morning.” Min Ho says.

“What time is it?” you ask. “2pm”

“Oh my god, I have a date at 5.” “You have time,” he says. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a box and hands it to you. You look at him confused but you open the box. In the box was your necklace that you gave him last night.

“Oh my god, you fixed it.” you smile. “How?”

“I went to a jewelry shop early in the morning.”

“How much was it? I will pay you back, I swear.” you tell him.

“Don't worry about it and I apologize.” “Apologize for what?” you asked him confused.

“Apologize for bumping into you at the airport.” “Who are you and what have you done with Min ho.” you joked.

“I'll take the apology back.” he smiles.

—

“I'm nervous.” you said to Kitty.” “Dont be you look good.” She says.

“He's supposed to be picking me up any minute now.” you tell her.

10 minutes go by and he doesn't text you saying he's going to be late. You text him ‘hey when are you going to be here?’ but you get no response.

Another 20 minutes go by and you finally get a message

From derek: Sorry but I can't do this, i dont think it's going to work out.

“What did he say?” kitty asked

“He says it's not going to work out.” you say quietly.

“Oh I'm so sorry y/n. He doesnt deserve you.” “Min ho was right, it had to be a dare.”

The next day you decided to not let it get to you. Kitty asked if you wanted to go to breakfast most of the time you skip breakfast but you were really hungry.

“What are your plans for today?” Kitty asked.

“Not sure.” you said. Kitty looks behind you and sees Derek walking towards you.

“Don’t freak out but Derek is walking this way.” “Oh my god.” you roll your eyes. He sits next to Kitty and gives you a look that's supposed to say ‘I'm sorry.’

“y/n-”

“Save it, I don't want it here,” you cut him off.

“y/n i really wanted to go but Min ho-” “Min ho? What does he have to do with it?” you cut him off once again.

“He threatened me, he said he would release a video of me. I can't let it get out it would look bad on my parents company.” he explained “So he threatened you to not go on a date with me?” “Yes and a lot of other guys.” “What the hell, why?” Kitty asked.

“I'm not sure but he doesn't want guys dating you.”

“This doesn't make any sense.” you said.

next part

[aakariiiii]

You’ll Catch My Coldˏˋ°•*⁀➷

contains: mitsuya being sick, thats really it….

requests: open

a/n: i had this uncompleted in my drafts so i finished writing it n here i am uploading it!!! i kinda (only kinda) like it tbh so i hope you guys like it as well, just a reminder that requests are open!!!! please enjoy reading it <33

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It was 2pm at the moment, and I have been woken from my deep slumber that I promised myself I would get as a reward of my hard work during the academic year.

“Who the fuck wakes up at 2pm on the first day of summer vacation. And who the fuck even woke me up?” I ask myself as I rub my eyes to help clear my obscured vision.

My phone has been ringing for the past eternity, and it’s not shutting up.

I grab my phone to check who’s the asshole who’s been calling ever since the morning, only to find out that it’s my very dear boyfriend, mitsuya.

11 missed calls from taka <3

“oh shit, oh shit” I curse to myself as worry embraces me, spreading through my veins insidiously.

Did he die? Did something happen to him?

I ask myself these questions as I dial his number on my phone.

“pick up you idiot” i whisper to no one in particular.

“Luna, Mana, get the hell away from me.” I hear mitsuya on the other line cough up this sentence.

“Babe?” I ask

“y/n. Where the fu—hell have you been. I was starting to get worried, you idiot!” His voice, scratchy and full of cold, asked through the phone.

“Ahaaha…I have been…asleep…” I muttered shamefully and then added, “Are you okay though, you sound exhausted…and full of cold..”

“That’s the reason I ca—cough—ca—cough—” he stops to take a breath and continues “called. Luna and Mana are not leaving me alone and I dont want to spread my cold to them, the—cough—they’re trying to help me out which is pretty nice but I dont want them getting sick.”

“Okay, I’ll be there in a bit.” I say, getting up from my bed.

“I’ll get you some medicine on the way. Stay put, love you.” I add.

“Mhm, thank you—cough—Genuinely have n—cough—no idea what i’d do with—cough—without you, i love you so much.” he says in a weak, feeble voice.

“Oh shut it, I’m your girlfriend for a reason, dummy.” I replied.

“I’m—cough—I’m trying to be nice—cough—but anyway, b—cough—bye”

“Bye.” I giggle as I end the call. He’s so cute!

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I slowly open the door of Mitsuya’s house, expecting him to be asleep. I truly did not expect to hear yells and giggles coming out from both Mitsuya and his sisters, who are currently seated in the living room.

I tip toe to secretly steal a glance, only to be greeted by the scene of Luna sitting on top of mitsuya, who was laying on the couch, head on the couch’s armrest, and Mana standing beside that armrest, gawking at mitsuya straight in the eyes from above.

I couldn’t help but let out a giggle, which turned all the attention to me, and with that, both Luna and Mana ran straight up to me, hugging my lower torso.

“Y/n! You’re here!” one of the girls yelled in excitement, causing me to grin.

“Indeed I am! How do you girls think Mitsuya’s been feeling?” I ask, playing along with their ‘doctor’ game.

“Well—based on what I have seen, I think he has—uhhhh…a cough!” Luna says hesitantly as Mana nods.

I kneel down as I place the grocery bags I brought on the floor, trying to reach to their level, and say in a surprised manner “Oh, really?! Poor Mitsuya, he must he feeling awful, right? What do you guys recommend him to do?”

“Sleep!” Mana answers and Luna adds, “Yeah, I think he must rest well!”

“Exactly, now why don’t you girls go to your room while I make sure that Nee-san gets the sleep he needs so that we can all play together later?” I offer, excitingly, earning nods and ‘yeah, hurray!’ from one of them as they rush to their rooms.

I stand up again and approach Mitsuya, and Oh God. Exhaustion was painted all over his face, tired eyes begging to sleep and some messy hair.

“How are you feeling, Taka?” I ask softly.

“Take a guess, babe,” He responds sarcastically in a rough, scratched voice.

“Well, based on what your little doctors told me, not very well,” I joke as I bring my hand to his forehead, and as expected, he was burning up.

“Woah, what an absolute genius you are, babe” he coughs.

“Yeah yeah, whatever. I get that all the time, but anyway, do you wanna head to your room? I’ll make you some food before handing you your medicine and then you can head to sleep and I’ll take care of the girls for tonight,”

“Sounds good to me, I think my head is about to explode,” He winces as he tries to get up in a vain attempt.

“Take it easy, Taka, let me help you,”

And with that, I help him up and make sure he walks without stumbling and breaking a bone to his room. I grab some water and place it beside his nightstand.

“You can sleep while I make the food if you want, but it shouldn’t take long,” I mention as I lean in to give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Yeah I think I’ll stay awake—b—cough—but you stay away from me- or else you—cough—you’ll catch my cold—“ He coughs again.

“Oh don’t be silly, of course I’ll catch your cold, but you’ll take care of me the next,” I grin as I begin making my way out of his room.

“I don’t know how I ended up being with you, but I’m not complaining,” he faintly mutters to himself, smiling softly at no one in particular.

He does realise that even if you make silly jokes sometimes, he’s indeed the luckiest man on earth to have you beside him.

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[vay99]

Zoro x reader

Let me help you fall asleep

Anime/Manga: One Piece

It's 4am, the party on the ship has died down and the straw hats are littered over the deck. Behalve of Robin who went to bed early. You couldn't sleep on the other hand, you've just layed down with your crew but stayed wide awake.

"Oi why are you still awake?" Zoro asks as he approaches you.

"I can't sleep, you can go back to bed, I'll look after the ship." you answered simply, still hoping he'd stay by your side.

"You look tired."

"I can't sleep even if I wanted to." you shrug your shouldersbefore staring back at the sea again.

"Can you even sleep in clothes like that, doesn't look comfortable." he points out your cocktail dress that you've just bought with Nami, not because you knew you'd have a party tonight and certainty because you wanted to get a reaction from a certain someone. Definitely not the case. And it didn't even work until now, of course he didn't notice it earlier.

"I guess not, but I'm too tired to get changed and too awake to fall asleep." you yawn, feeling your eyelids growing heavy.

"I'm right back." Zoro comes back after 2 minutes with a shirt and a blanket. "This should be a more comfortable dress to wear to sleep."

"A shirt of yours?" confused you put the shirt on, over the dress, sitting down the whole time and then wiggle yourself out of the dress which you wear underneath. Zoro had his head turned away during the process to allow you at least a bit privacy. "Soooo comfortable."

"I picked one that's not too big of too small." scratching the back of his neck he hands you the blanket.

"You're the sweetest guy Zoro, thank you." you smile at him, appreciating his gesture. Sanji would've done this within seconds, for every girl, But Zoro is different. He only ever offers comfort to the others as in protection, but right now he offered real comfort." I really appreciate this."

You couldn't hear anything he might have responded because sleep has finally won the battle and took you in.

"Guess I'll look after the ship after all huh?" Zoro says to himself, adjusting the blanket so you wouldn't freeze. "Sleep well y/n."

The next morning everyone woke up one after another, besides you. You slept safe and sound until 2pm, just like Zoro who surely needed a nap after his night shift. You layed on the deck of the sunny by Namis orange trees and nobody disturbed you, until you woke up due to a certain someone...

"LUFFY STOP STEALING OUR FOOD!" Sanji yells at his captain who's fleeing the angry chef.

"Why they gotta be so noisy?" you groan, pulling the blanket over your head.

"You've never been an early bird." Robin chuckles, sitting down on her chair with a book.

"I just happen to like sleep." you mumble, stretching out your arms and legs before allowing your eyes to meet the bright daylight. "The sun is too bright turn it off."

"We'd all die if that happened." Robin chuckles again. "That's a nice shirt you're wearing."

"Thanks." you sit up, running one hand through your hair.

"Seems like he did give you at least some attention last night." she comments in a sweet tone, making your face flush.

"I wasn't able to sleep and he gave me one of his shirts so I'd be more comfortable." you mumble, playing with the hem of the shirt. "He has never done something sweet like this before."

"Maybe he would if you'd tell him how you feel."

"I should... I just never thought he'd have a soft spot for me until last night." you confess.

Right then Zoro stumbles intl your eye sight, standing below you by the door of the kitchen. Face bright red. Oh no. O h n o. Hs heard everything.

"I'll just leave you two to it." Robin smiles, leaving the scene as Zoro slowly makes his way towards you.

Sitting down next to you he stays silent for a while until you decide to break the tension.

"I really appreciate that you gave me your shirt, it makes me really happy." you let out a shaky breath, words floating through your head trying to pick a sentence together that doesn't sound like a toddler that just started talking.

"I know you like those kind of things." Zoro scratches his neck, still avoiding eye contact. "I'm just not good at them. I always tried to look out for you or stay close to you but that wasn't really telling."

"I already guessed that you aren't the affectionate type." you chuckle, letting go some of the tension in progress.

"I don't know." he buries his face in his hands. "I guess when the affection is coming from you I wouldn't mind it- what I mean, I would... like it?" he turns his head a bit, looking at you through his fingers.

"Does that mean I can keep the shirt?" you hug your legs towards you, resting your cheek on your knees.

"Oh you can have all of me." Zoro says in awe, loving the sight of you in his clothes. Looking at one another you enjoy the silence, Luffy has been captured by Sanji and the rest is no where to be seen. Which is most likely Robin's work.

"Aren't you tired?" you break the silence, watching him yawn. "Why don't you take a nap?"

"But I want to spend time with you." he yawns again, trying to keep his eyes open.

"Why don't you lay down and rest." you stretch out your legs, resting your back against the reling as you pat your lap. "I can play with your hair if you want me to, it always relaxes me."

A big hesitant Zoro crawls over, but stops before he lays his head down.

"Do... do you really, uhm, not wear anything underneath, like the shirt?"

"I wasn't wearing bra under that dress either." you answer, not quite sure where this suddenly came from.

"Wait, really?"

/Should I be upset that he wasn't looking or happy that my boobs weren't his focus?/ you mentally face palm.

"Yes, really."

"Oh." was all he said. "But you're wearing... like..." he looks at your lap where he's supposed to rest his head on.

"Of course!"

"Okay then." he lays his head down, facing you.

You start running your hands through his green hair, feeling his body shiver by your soft touch.

"I think I don't want to take any other naps than these kinds from now on." Zoro smiles at you before drifting off to a sweet dream.

[squirrel-fund]

You know what's weird?

Grief.

It's so personal to each and every one of us. The way we handle it, the way we wear it. Yet people and media only ever want to portray it as some sudden dramatic outburst of tears and agony. And there's nothing wrong with that, I've written grief in these ways too.

But not all grief is like that. Sometimes, the grief is loud. This is the grief people come to expect. The screams and the tears. To the outside world, this is the grief that they understand. It's the easiest to handle because they can see it, they can hear it, and they expect it.

But sometimes grief is silent. This grief is hard for people to understand. This grief is hidden. It can hit you square in the chest at 2pm on a Saturday. It can sink into your gut at the most ridiculous times and ruin what's left of your day. This grief, I believe, is actually the most common yet it is not the most well received.

The issue with this type is that although there is never a timeline for grief, people still expect one. They expect the first days to be awful. They give you a handful of months to accept the reality of your loss, and sometimes, they agree that a year is acceptable.

But that's not the reality of grief, and that's unfair.

Imagine you woke up one morning and your arm is gone. Just disappeared without a trace. Some would panic immediately. They'd cry and mourn their arm in the coming days, and people would understand that.

But wouldn't there be some that were just completely dumbfounded? Like, where the fuck is my arm? Why wasn't there a sign that when I woke up, I would be forced to live in a world with only one arm. You'd be so busy trying to understand why your arm is gone that mourning the loss doesn't cross your mind. Because your arm worked perfectly yesterday. Is this actually a nightmare? And if so, when the hell will you wake up?

Everyone apologizes for the loss of your arm. They send you flowers and share fond memories of what you once could do with your arm. But you're still dealing with the fact that YOUR FUCKING ARM IS GONE, although yesterday, it was right where it should have been.

They tell you that it's okay to cry. Yes. You know that.

They say that you'll get through it. Okay. But when?

They tell you to take all the time you need. But soon that time has a limit, and you're expected to go on living like you did before you lost your arm.

Truthfully, I don't think grief ever gets "easier." I think that we as people just get stronger. We learn to live with the loss, and it changes us in ways we never see coming.

And please remember that your grief, however you're dealing with it, is valid.

[sassylegshayne]

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this is a bonus chapter for 'support your local caffeine dealer'

okay that being said AHHHHH!!!!! I've had this written for so long and ik chapter three of mmi is taking a bit so I wanted to post this now!! I love it, it's a peak into their relationship past the fic w lots of introspection from shayne, it's adorable! 2.8 words! enjoy xx mwah 💓

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Shayne woke up much earlier than he planned to, so he found himself sat in silence at your shared dining table, staring at his mug of coffee. He unintentionally mirrored your actions in the exact moment that brought him to this point today.

The start of your relationship was a bit rocky, filled with pining and misunderstandings, but Shayne wouldn't change a thing about it.

Four and a half years, one shared apartment, and two cats later, everything felt right. Not perfect yet, but close. Your lives meshed together perfectly in every little way he never imagined it would.

You had similar food tastes, but neither of you liked the other person's favorite snacks or cereals, so no arguments about stealing. You like opposing chores, making it easily to share the weight. You showered at night, him in the morning. You liked the same books, so you shared your libraries now.

You'd been promoted recently, the position allowing a bit more flexibility with your schedule; so you and Shayne often woke up together in the morning and arrived around the same time at night.

The welcome addition of you to his friend group even meant that making plans was extremely easy. Shayne was also immensely thankful to have you with him at pretty much ever group outting.

He felt like you two knew every small thing about each other, so the secret he was keeping weighed heavy. For three months and twelve days he has been keeping the biggest secret from you, and everyone else.

The small velvet box sat in the bottom drawer of your dresser, stuffed between a pair of jeans that were actually too short for Shayne and a pair of Halloween themed sweatpants that matched a pair of your own. He could find it blindfolded at this point with how often he took it from it's spot, almost four times a day, contemplating when it would be the right time. It didn't feel right until earlier in the morning.

Just at 7:39AM, Shayne shot out of his sleep, his heart fluttering as he glanced over his shoulder, finding you softly snoring. His alarm hadn't gone off yet, the two of you didn't need to be up until around ten.

You had the day off and Shayne only had one shoot on his schedule, one you were going to be apart of.

You had been in a couple of shoots in the few years since your relationship had been known to the internet. Some fans had recognized you from the crew and casts personal accounts, especially Kimmy and Damien's.

You were very well received in your first appearance at Shayne's graduation, your speech bringing him and most of your friends to tears. After that you had been brought into an 'Eat It Or Yeet It" video, getting your first chance to witness your boyfriend's grave mouth first hand. After all of the love for you came in, you appeared on a Board AF' episode and began making memes for 'Who Meme'd It?'

You kept your privacy and boundaries still, your social medias were all still set to private, making it clear that you'd appear on occasions, but wouldn't join.

Shayne was fully supportive when you told him this after he mentioned the idea of you coming in for a video. You loved your job, having moved up into management of the shop, the promotion coming as a huge surprise to you, but not to Shayne.

Today you and Shayne were do on set at 2PM, shooting another TNTL episode, as per request of the other's lined up in the shoot. Damien and Courtney were quick to shoot Kimmy the idea, which wasn't hard to greenlight when the producer was your best friend. The easy part was over, convincing you was much more difficult. It tooka lot of coaxing from your friends, but Shayne remained neutral. It almost pissed you off that each time you asked him for advice on whether or not you should do it, he'd say it's up to you. Shayne couldn't help it, he still finds himself not wanting to push you too far, he still wants to protect you from anything he can. Most fans loved you, but what if it stops? He was still in shock of how much everyone seemed to like you. His heart couldn't help but flutter with pride and joy each time he read a comment that spoke highly of you.

It couldn't compare to the love Shayne has for you. He writes every small, tender thought he has about you down in his phone. He isn't sure when they started now, but it was definitely before you had started dating.

He started off using it to get things off of his chest, to write down the words of admiration that he wished he could tell you. Overtime it'd had begun to be every thought he'd had about you.

"I told the stars about you"

"you're the only one want to wake up next to"

"I wonder what goes through your mind when someone says my name"

Damien and Spencer have heard almost all of them, extremely supportive of him, always quick to call it sweet. That's then followed with different ways to call Shayne a simp. It turned into a joke between them, dubbing them Shayne's Simp Notes.

Gears were turning as Shayne shuffled from your bed quietly, grabbing his phone from the night stand before wandering into the living area, brewing coffee.

He took a deep breath, unlocking his phone as he finished replaying his morning in his head before noting the time. 8:17AM is when the perfect idea strikes, apparently.

Shayne was quick to open the notes app and begin writing out everything. He's loosely planned sketches for the show before but this was much bigger, he wrote out every detail to make sure it'd go right.

After about an hour of nonstop writing with Shayne's eyes glued to his screen, his coffee long gone cold, your yawn echos down the hall.

A smile stretches across his face as he finishes his last line, closing out of the app before setting his phone on the tabletop. You enter the room rubbing your eyes as yOu mile softly at Shayne. His ASU shirt covered your top half, an old pair of gym shorts covered your bottom.

Without a word, you made your way over to Shayne's lap, straddling him as you rest your head on his shoulder while he rubs your back gently.

The two of you tend to lay in bed together and cuddle if you're up before your alarms, enjoying the peace of being together before beginning your respective days. On the off days where that doesn't happen, you tend to make up for that lost time whenever you can, like right now.

"Ditch me on my day off, I see how it is." You chuckled as you sat up, rubbing your fingers lightly through Shayne's hair as he groaned playfully.

"I'm sorry, you're just dating an absolute genius, and I had a breakthrough, baby." Shayne laughed softly as you rolled your eyes; he moved to cup your cheeks pressing his lips to yours softly.

The two of you sat there for a bit longer, chatting until your alarms rang in your distant bedroom. You sullenly removed yourself from Shayne's lap, snagging his mug of coffee before disappearing down the same halway you'd wandered out of earlier.

"Ew, Shayne this is so old! How long have you been up?!" You shouted as your turned off the ringing, prompting a laugh from Shayne.

He makes sure to bring you a fresh mug, prepared just how you like as you're busy getting ready later. Your heart swelled at the small action.

It wasn't anything out of the ordinary from Shayne, he loved using small, subtle ways to show his affection. You always had fresh flowers from the very beginning of your relationship, sometimes you'd have more than one bouquet at a time. He's been a big fan of ordering things to you while he's away, off on shoots or even while hest at work.

He once ordered groceries to your apartment and video called you to cook together when he was on a trip to visit his parents.

You adored him so much. This relationship had far exceeded what you thought it could be, and you couldn't be happier. You're heart swells at just the thought of your boyfriend and everything he means to you.

The two of you arrived on set a bit early, giving you time to mingle with everyone. You were quick to dart from Shayne, heading toward Kimmy and Courtney across the room.

Shayne stood off to the side, staring at his phone screen once more. He felt like he was gonna scream, throw up, and cry all at once. He just needed to get through this. It's just an episode with his friends, he's gonna tell jokes and do his characters, his girlfriends gonna be there, it's gonna be amazing.

The box sat heavy on his thigh in the front pocket of his jeans, the outline barely concealed by the flannel he had buttoned over his white tee in an attempt to hide it.

Shayne eyed Kimmy, chewing his lip as she finally departed from her conversation with you. He was quick to grab her, requesting something weird of her. He needed you to go last, this wasn't something he wanted to have as the opening bit.

He kept the reasoning to himself, and Kimmy didn't seem too concerned about it so she happily agreed.

Once the others had arrived, Noah only setting the shoot back half an hour, they began rolling. You did great, getting Damien out quickly with an inside joke the three of you had shared after a trip to Universal one night.

Shayne was so nervous he found himself laughing his way through his joke, which eventually got Damien after it had become evident that Shayne wouldn't be able to stop his laughter.

His nerves had settled a bit, his arms wrapped around your shoulders, small kissed placed on your forehead between your bits, hidden by the divider.

You grinned as the end of the video neared, you being called to the yellow stool last. You filled your mouth with water and gave a thumbs up as you heard rustling from behind the divider.

"Okay, this isn't my turn but just wanna do this real quick" Shayne called out, peering around the corner as you shrugged.

After a few seconds, a toy crow flew over the clothing rack as Shayne belted out a purposefully bad impression of Train. You spewed instantly as cackling sounded from your boyfriend.

"I hate you!" You called out as you refilled your mouth, shaking your head.

"No, you don't." He called back, laughing.

The others' bits flew by as Shayne stood behind the divider, his wig and phone clutched tightly in his hands as he took deep breaths.

Shayne told you to close your eyes as he pulled on the curly, bob wig from a character of his.

You had a hate/love relationship of Shayne's simp character, Sir Phillip Simpne, so he felt it was right for this occasion. He had his phone hidden behind an open book as he moved to stand beside you on the stool. He cleared his throat, offering you a smile as your opened your eyes.

You groaned, keeping your mouth shut as you shook your head, determined to hold it over Shayne that he couldn't make you laugh with this bit.

"I haven't a poem for you today, m'lady," Shayne begun, trying his best not to laugh as you stared at him blankly. "I offer you something better. I bring love notes that I have written about the fair maiden before me today."

Shayne's palms felt sweaty as he looked down at his phone, deciding to drop the accent as he read to you, the giggles from others were silent to him.

"l'm gonna start from the beginning, kind of," He smiled, nodding as he looked up at you, removing the wig. "I wrote 'I never planned to like you this much and never planned to think about you this often' right before we started dating."

Shayne couldn't look at you as he felt tears prickle at his eyes, his throat running dry as he knew he'd run out of time.

Nobody in the room was counting anymore. Once Shayne had gotten more serious, the air in the room shifted and everyone grew quiet.

You sat in the chair, head tilted in confusion when Shayne had dropped the character, the game leaving your mind all together as you tried to process what was happening.

"Uh, 'I wonder if we ever think about each other at the same time.'" He kept his eyes on his phone, a bit scared to meet your eyes. You stared at him in perplexion.

"Okay, on my birthday I wrote 'of all the things my hands have held, the best by far is you', then the next day wrote 'there's been a place for you in my heart since we first met.'" Shayne sniffled, looking to you with teary eyes, chuckling a bit.

You took in his appearance with your brows furrowed, his cheeks were bright red, his blue eyes glistening.

"So, yeah, those are some of my Simp Notes." Shayne spoke softly as he caught sight of you laughing, some water dribbling from your lips.

You stood from the stool, taking a few steps away as you swallowed, wiping your mouth. You were still clueless as to what exactly was happening, but the name had caught you off guard and made you laugh.

Shayne felt like time slowed down, everything was going too perfectly as he removed the box from his pocket, your back still to him as you laughed.

He found himself grateful for your unwillingness to laugh at him, you allowed him to tell you some of the things he hadn't been able to before.

The energy had come back to the room, everyone laughing as soon as you broke, the assumptions previously made now leaving everyone's mind until Shayne drops to one knee.

A few gasps are heard as you turn back toward Shayne. small shriek leaves you as your eyes widden quickly at the sight.

You two had talked about marriage before, and you both wanted to get married, but you didn't expect this. Nothing could've given this away for you.

"I wanna spend the rest of my life making you laugh." Shayne chuckled as you laughed a rolled your eyes as the purposely bad joke.

"Y/N, will you marry me?" Shayne's voice barely audible, the crew further back hadn't even heard him ask.

"Yes, Shayne!" You squeal, your boyf- no.

Your fiance is quick to grab you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he lifts you up. The two of you are a mess of tears, smiles, sniffles, kisses, and whispers as the room is filled with cheers.

You and Shayne are quickly enveloped with loads of your friends, the shock and excitement evident throughout the room.

After a few minutes, Kimmy hugs you and Shayne tightly, congratulating the two of you continuously, quickly gasping as she looks up.

"I can't believe you didn't tell anyone!" Kimmy sniffles, smacking Shayne's chest lightly as he laughed. You looked to him with wide eyes, quickly looking to Damien in confusion as he shook his head.

"Yeah, I've had the ring for... uh, some time now" Shayne laughed, blushing brightly as you at him in awe. "I wanted to surprise you, and| wanted to have a bunch of people we care about with us to celebrate, it just felt right."

Shayne couldn't hide his embarrassment as you wrapped him into another hug, the two of you embracing each other for a few moments, happy tears falling from and for the couple.

"Oh my god, we're still doing a video, holy shit." She laughs, wiping her own tears as she quickly moved out of frame, the rest of the crew following suit. The cast quickly surrounded you once more, each with bright smiles and tear stained cheeks.

You sit back on the stool, grinning as Shayne stands beside you, his arm draped over your shoulders.

"Pst." Damien called loudly from Shayne's other side. "You should give her the ring, Shayne." He whisper-yelled, causing a fit of giggles to ripple through everyone, both you and Shayne blushing deeply.

He fumbles a bit as he opens it again, pulling the delicate, ornate ring from the box before sliding it on to your finger.

You pressed your hand on to your lap, grinning as you stared at the accessory that fit you perfectly in every way.

"I could not imagine being a comedian and having to go on after this guy." Spencer called from out of frame, causing Shayne to cackle.

You guys were quick to wrap up your outro, Shayne still wrapped around you the whole time, placing a kiss to your forehead as they called for a wrap on the shoot.

This was the perfect he was looking for.

[lil-quinnie]

part I part II part III

modern!gamer!Eddie x f!reader x neighbor!Steve

Warnings +18 : dom!eddie, switch!Steve, sub!reader, cursing, dirty talk, grinding, daddy kink, rimjob, unprotected sex, cum eating, exhibitionism, little bit of degradation, anal play, threesome (MFM), angst,let me know if i missed something.

it's the first time i wrote any steddie interaction, hope you guys like it.

Word count: 6224

PLAY DIRTY

Eddie was sitting in front of the computer with a frown on his face, the only movement he made was scrolling his finger on the mouse, reading each and every disgusting comment that appeared in a video that strangely, he hadn't posted. The blue light bothered the eyes of the newly awakened Eddie, a large cup of black coffee (without sugar) in one hand, the cigarette in the other while the boy watched attentively each thrust that your tongue gave in his ass, he definitely didn't post this.

Every moan that came out of your mouth while playing with his ass made his cock harder, making him feel the visible tent that formed inside his black boxers.

Eddie had even forgotten why he was so mad at you, until he remembered the comments.

"mommy? what a joke"

"Eddie, who's the bitch now?"

"I bet if I knocked on the door right now I could fuck them both"

Oh! boy. Eddie was angry, smoke was coming out of his head. It's one thing to be exposed and become acclaimed, it's another to become a joke. He felt exposed and attacked by the one he trusted the most, you. even knowing that he had started this war.

You, like every Saturday, abused your hours in bed since there was no commitment or task to be done. You got out of bed around 2pm, strangely Eddie wasn't home, "weird" you thought. You started to open the curtains and windows letting the warm sunlight illuminate the entire kitchen and living room area. Still wearing Eddie's old Hellfire T-shirt, you put on your earpods and chose your favorite playlist, jumping up and down and dancing around the room as you sorted everything into place, trying to make the room as comfortable as possible so that when your boyfriend arrived he could give all the attention you've been craving for weeks.

You poured a generous dose of whiskey into your favorite glass, sat on the windowsill and lit a cigarette. Listening to music and watching the street go by, every time you close your eyes, flashes of last night flashed back into your mind, of how loving and romantic Eddie was with you even after you abused him, not just his body but his trust too. You knew it was the last peaceful moment you'd ever have, when you heard the boots tapping against the hardwood floor and the keys tapping nervously against the doorknob, yeah! you were fucked and you knew it.

Eddie opened the door and already machine-gunned you with his gaze, you felt cold from your belly, making you sigh as the boy approached you.

"Good morning baby, I woke up and you weren't anywhere, I missed you." you placed a light kiss on the motionless boy's lips

He pulled you out of your seat and dragged you to the sofa, throwing you on it, causing the drink glass to fly across the room, scattering the shards of your favorite glass on the floor.

"What the fuck were you thinking?" he looked down on you, as if you had committed a crime..

"The same as you when you did the same thing to me." you attacked him back, standing in front of him. "Or only you can have fun at my expense?" 

you tried to get past him you tried to walk past him but he held your wrist tightly 

"Do you know what people are calling me on the internet right now, my love?" 

he pulled you against his chest, lifting your chin with one finger, his eyes could burn holes into your skin with so much anger you could feel it radiating off of Eddie.

"It wasn't enough for me to be the freak,now I'm also the mama's boy, cool huh?".

You stared at him for a moment longer until your eyes were filled with blinding rage, you ripped your wrist from the boy's grip

“You can't be mama's boy but I can be the bitch?" 

you push him across the chest 

"A sex toy, cum dump?" 

you pushed again 

"I can be bitten, tied up..." you swallowed the lump that was forming in your throat 

"You showed me like I was an animal ready for slaughter, you let them see everything only you should see , so, what was I thinking? asshole."

Eddie knew you were right, but he wasn't going to let you off the hook, he wanted you to feel the way he was feeling right now.

"You're going to have to make it up to me for this, you know that?" he said taking his car keys and wallet, putting everything inside his back pockets

"Make it up to you? what do you mean?" you crossed your arms against your chest and didn't let your gaze stray from eddie's

"Yeah, make it up to me. I can't go out like a mama's boy, and if you don't want to be exposed like a...cum dump, I'll find someone who does, and I'll bring them over here." he moved frighteningly close to you, you could feel his warm breath in your ear

"You can participate or not, it's up to you" The malicious smile that formed on Eddie's lips was palpable just by the tone of his voice.

You still hadn't processed what your boyfriend had whispered in your ear and when you realized it, he was already making his way to the door, when you decided to throw the empty whiskey bottle next to him. 

"You don't even dream of shit like that, Munson. If you bring someone into this apartment you'll have to deal with the consequences, without whimpering like, like a mama's boy" now it was your turn to smirk.

"We'll see"

 was all he said before opening the door and walking to the building's entrance, being pushed by the encouragement "FUCK YOU MUNSON" that came out of the deepest air you had in your lung.

You took the expensive whiskey that Eddie hid in the room and didn't care about the glasses, you downed long gulps straight from the neck, so numb with everything that was happening that you barely felt the woody taste of the drink and not even the burning that always followed of goals, nothing. 

You skirted around the shards of glass, now all strewn across the living room that you had just tidied up to spend the rest of the weekend in your loved one's arms, but instead…

"You didn't even try to protect me from the mean comments" you whispered to yourself, sipping your drink.

All Steve could hear through the thin walls of his apartment was the huge fight between his neighbor and her boyfriend.

It was a tangle of sounds, between screams, clapping hands and sarcastic laughs. Steve knew that Eddie wasn't a person with the cleanest vocabulary and he was surprised to find that you weren't far behind, such a pretty mouth spewing all kinds of bad words at Eddie.

The sound of breaking glass caused the entire floor to go silent, Steve could hear your shuddering breath and Eddie's breath was weak, almost inaudible.

The boy's heavy boots caused the old wooden floor to creak, a loud slam as the door shut, and the man's step lowered as he made his way out of the building.

Steve looking at the computer screen with the comments page still open, the red sign on the screen showed that Eddie was no longer online, but the comments that made the guy lose his sanity were still on the screen, Steve's was still on the screen.

"kngstv: I bet if I knocked on the door right now I could fuck them both"

Steve wasn't stupid, he knew what  Eddie had been doing for a while. Not only did he know, but he closely followed every new interaction in front of the camera.

It started with the first audio that Eddie purposely leaked of you guys having sex, Steve would listen to the audio over and over again, several nights of stroking his dick imagining both neighbors on their knees for him, he had memorized some lines from the audio and knew what was the right point that he wanted to reach his orgasm, the sound of your moans with Eddie's made Steve come harder each time.

When Eddie’s first live stream was recorded without authorization and shared by all social networks, Steve knew it was you, not because of your body, nor of Eddie's tattoos or long hair, it was because of your moans and the guttural pleasure that you released at every praise eddie’s give to you. He heard these moans for months by now,living wall to wall with you, he knows every type of sound you can make on bed.

Steve had some privileges now that he was your neighbor. He knew what the fight was about, he knew your side of the story and he knew your boyfriend's side. He knew you weren't going to accept the attitude Eddie was putting and he knew Eddie was too scared to actually choose another girl, and Steve  can't let the both of the hottest people he knows broke up. Not before he tasted you two together.

The loud knocking on your door brought your head out of the cycle of sadness, opening the door just a crack you saw your neighbor standing in the doorway, playing with his perfect hair, "he probably heard the fight" you think, opening the door the rest of the way , Steve smiled at you, causing you to let your guard down

"Hi pretty, is everything okay over here?" Steve said looking over your head, seeing glass everywhere "Holy shit, are you alright?" he said walking past you "Shit honey! Why are you barefoot?"

You looked down at your feet and a cry escaped "I-I don't know, I'm sorry"

"It's ok, c-come here, come on pretty girl, jump on my lap" and with that your legs circled Steve's body, until he carefully placed you on the couch. 

"So, do you want to talk about what happened?"

Steve started to collect the broken glass while you sipped your drink in silence, your eyes not leaving the half-empty glass.

"I did a bad thing to Eddie and now he wants to do an even worse thing to me" You sighed deeply and downed the rest of your drink. "I'm so tired of this internet thing, and views and likes, it's all bullshit."

Steve sat beside you, his warm palm resting against your bare thigh, sending shivers down your spine. "Sorry honey, but what does the internet have to do with Eddie breaking everything? I don't understand"

"Actually, I was the one who broke it, I was so mad I didn't even notice when it flew out of my hand."

Steve shook his head, picking up the last pieces of glass.

 "What a bad girl, Eddie should punish you for that, you know?",

 "No-no sir, I'm a good girl" You covered your mouth with both hands as soon as the sentence left your mouth.

Steve smirked and nodded "Then get a box so we can put all this glass, okay little girl?" You shook your head and went into the bedroom looking for a box.

Steve took advantage of your departure and ran to Eddie's desktop, thanking God that the boy saved his passwords, quickly logging into his twitch account, starting the live show, turning off the monitor and returning to his place, broom in hand .

"Here Stebie" You handed the box to the man and sat back down on the sofa, holding a glass of whiskey for him.

"What happened to 'sir'?" he laughs slyly and your cheeks start to turn red.

He put the trash in the corner and sat beside you, his fingers brushing yours as he took the glass, his body turned to face you, arm resting on the back of the couch and his free hand playing with a lock of your hair.

"So what was the fight about?" he asked quietly, still winding his own finger around your hair.

"It's stupid, Eddie can be so mean sometimes" you didn't mean to, but a pout formed on your lips.

"Don't be spoiled, pretty girl, Eddie treats you really well too."

 "I know" you said more to yourself

"What did he ask that made you so mad?"

"He, he said that he would find someone to bring home, whether I liked it or not, and that if I wanted to I could participate" your  eyes were filled with tears, when Steve's hands went to your face, holding it tight . Steve's thumb traced the path of your tear, down to your soft cheeks to your  cupid's bow, skirting your lips.

"Someone, huh?" Steve's voice was soft like velvet in your ear. "Didn't he say who? Was it a girl or a boy?" Steve's thumb is contouring your bottom lip now, pulling and pressing your fleshy lip, causing your mouth to be slightly open.

His thumb slowly entering your mouth, resting on your tongue, making you take a deeper breath "good girl" he he said taking his finger out of your mouth and smearing saliva across all your mouth "good fucking girl". he whispered, looking at you with pure lust and desire.

Looking at lover’s lake while smoking a joint, Eddie needed to get his head together before he came home and apologized to you. 30 minutes had already passed, he knew that was enough time to have you in agony, that was enough for today, he thought.

Getting into the van, he lit a cigarette and took out his cell phone. The device was hot with so many comments on twitch, on the videos page... and a small live signal appeared in the corner of the screen.

Eddie felt an icy shiver run down his spine, it felt like there wasn't enough air in the world to make Eddie breathe right now, seeing you sitting on the couch with none other than King Steve, who tormented Eddie for years, playing with a soft lock of your hair.

Eddie stood still watching the interaction, Steve knew what he was doing, he knew he was going to break your armor soon, he knew that Eddie was probably watching and going home and he knew that few options were left for the metalhead. Either he plays Steve's game or he's going to continue being a cuckold mama's boy.

The stream chat beeped more and more, causing Eddie's phone to keep vibrating,

"Does Eddie know or is he a cuckold?",

"They are going to fuck this bitch together, i’m telling."

“She’s a fucking whore, wanna taste too”

Eddie was fucked, he knew his only way out now was to carry on with whatever he caught Steve doing to you, damn Harington! he couldn't let the freak get better of him.

You were huddled in almost Steve's lap, while Steve's hands caressed all the exposed skin on your body, whispering sweet nothings in your ear, squeezing your waist tighter, making you bite your lip, trying to suppress the tears.

The sound of the key turning inside the bolt echoed through the apartment, causing Steve's whispers to stop. He could feel your body tense in his lap, and with a few tight squeezes around your waist, he tried to give you some reassurance, even though he was also terrified.

"Well, well, well... If it isn't Mr. King Steve" Eddie stopped with his arms crossed, watching the scene, your body wrapped around Steve's, his hand on your bare skin. It was possible to hear Eddie's teeth grinding so hard his bite was making his heart race.

Eddie walked over calmly and sat next to you and Steve, making himself comfortable. He pushed the hair out of your face, staring at your glossy eyes and with a strong grip, pulled your face against his, forcing your lips to his. His tongue invaded your mouth, licking and nipping in a desperate kiss, wanting to show everyone who you belonged to, who owned you.

"I told you that you could choose whether or not to participate with the other person," Eddie said, holding your face tightly, biting your lip. "But it looks like you chose to participate, and choose even the person, doesn't it! you little whore?" 

Eddie slapped you across the face, making your ear ring "I asked you a question, slut" his free hand went to your neck, squeezing hard "yes" you said between ragged breaths.

"Good". he said nonchalantly.

Eddie looked at you with disdain and turned his gaze to the other man 

"Are you in, King Steve?"

"yeah, yeah! of course I'm in" Steve said, putting you on the couch and standing next to Eddie, both of their backs facing away from the webcam.

"I know you planned this, you asshole. And as soon as this shit is over, I'm going to beat the shit out of you" Eddie snapped at Steve, who in turn could only smirk.

"Here are the rules, you're only going to do what I let you do. You gotta ask me to and if I let you, you do it.” Eddie smirks to Steve, “ you gotta do it right, ok big boy?"

"r-right" Steve now understood why you called him daddy, something about the man's bossy tone made Steve's dick tremble inside his boxers.

"Hey! lil princess. Stand up and let Steve take all your clothes off, shall you?"

 Eddie demanded, sitting back in his gaming chair. He could see the shame and fear in your eyes and it turned him on even more. "I don't like to repeat what I said."

You stood up and shivered as you felt Steve's warm hands on the hem of your shirt

 "But E-eddie I don't think..." You were cut off, by eddie's hand slamming against your cheek again 

"Disgusting.bitches.like you.don't.speak." he said cupping your face, squeezing so hard your  lips were half parted. "Open your mouth, bitch, open your mouth wide for me,yeah,that’s it” a globe of saliva travels from eddies mouth to yours “good fucking job, that’s a good girl, swallow it for us babe." Eddie wiped the corners of your mouth while returning to his place.

"Kiss her Stevie” he said mockingly “I want you to taste me in her mouth so you don't forget who she belongs to." Steve's hands were already on your face and his lips were pressed against yours, tongue kissing you, he moaned into your mouth as he felt the taste of Eddie on your tongue, making his cock press against the zipper of his pants.

Your body rubbing against the boy's, causing his hands to squeeze the fat of your ass, eliciting moans from your pretty mouth

"mhm, fuck Stevie, I can feel your cock on my thigh, it's so... big" you meowled. 

Steve and Eddie groaned together hearing your words, pressing harder his body into yours.

"Now take her clothes off big boy, nothing you haven't already seen" he said, you could feel the evil on his voice, making your face burn with embarrassment.

Steve took off your T-shirt slowly through your body, fingertips teasing your warm skin, leaving your two peaked nipples on display for the two men in front of you.

"Go on, you can touch them Harrington” Eddie said with his low voice, “this slut begging for it, beg slut, beg him to touch you."

"please please Steve touch me.” your eyes pleading to steve touch you “I've been a good girl Steve! I've been a good girl sir! touch me please" you almost cry at the boy.

"Such a fucking good girl, so obedient, so good for us! Can I touch her Eds?"

Eddie just nodded as he felt himself through his pants, letting a low moan escape when he saw Steve's lips connecting with your nipple. You squirmed each time Steve bit down on your nipple, rolling the other one between his fingers. His mouth bit and left little marks all around your breast, making you moan louder and louder.

"I bet you're wet” Eddie said, palming his dick through his pants, “you're so dumb when you're horny, a whore for any attention”he said, approaching you,He cupped your face gently, placing a sweet kiss on your lips, he connected his forehead with your, looking into your eyes.

"Are you okay princess?" he whispered just for you to hear, his gentle eyes searching in your beautiful face for any sign of discomfort, but there was none, you just nod.

“Put your hand on her pussy, see how wet she is for us, king steve." Eddie turned his eyes to Steve’s, smirking at him.

Steve's fingers made their way down your body, past the waistband of your panties, fingertips playing with your pubic hair, lightly brushing your clit, causing you to gasp.

Steve's free hand held you still by your waist, his fingertips circling your entrance now, collecting all your arousal, lubricating his middle finger, your arms round Steve’s neck, his chest pressed at your back, hairchest tickling your skin, your tities full displayed for eddie, and Steve pushing his finger into your tight pussy, slowly, so slowly.

So slowly that you started to press your pussy against his fist.

"Greddy" Steve said pulling his finger out of you completely “greddy sluts don't get nothing, princess" he said, pulling away from you and standing up, adjusting his cock, so hard it was throbbing.

"Not to mention, that  Daddy said I need to ask him to touch you"

Something about hearing King Steve call Eddie daddy made him groan and drop his head back. "Fuck" Eddie huffed, getting up from his chair, his hand gripping Steve’s hair, noses almost bumping “what you did you call me, big boy?” Eddie said, almost sighing staring at Steve's delicious lips. “Daddy” Steve's voice was small,eyes never living Eddie’s gaze, he licked his lips and Eddie took it as an invitation.

The kiss was brutal,fighting for dominance, tongue and lips, moans and whimpers, Steve’s hands gripping at the hem of Eddie’s shirt, almost ripping it from your boyfriend’s body. Steve’s mouth traveled from Eddie’s lips, to his neck until his nipple, sucking and giving it cat licks, making Eddie moan and chuckles “Greddy tonight, aren’t we?” moving away from Steve and sitting across both of you, “C’mom big boy, make daddy proud” pointing at you with head.

Steve knelt in front of you, running his hands along the length of your leg, Eddie put his hand on the boy's chin, turning his face to his "but be a good boy and don't let her come, ok handsome?". Steve gasps at the pierced look on Eddie's face “o-ok daddy, i’ll be your good boy”, eddie only gives him a smirk.

The pain in Steve's dick was so bad that he had to unbutton his pants, trying to relieve the pressure, Eddie's gaze was glued to the outline of Steve's dick in his white underwear, he could see the small stain of pre-cum In the see-through underwear, leaving the pink tip of Steve showing, Eddie bit his lip.

"s-sir" you broke the boy's trance. 

"Oh, poor thing, you kept her waiting, Harington, I wonder why…" Eddie's hand squeezed Steve's shoulder lightly

"Come on little girl, what were you going to say?” Eddie proceeded. 

"mhm” you nod “thanks daddy. I wanted to ask ‘sir’ to take your shirt off, please".

Steve didn't wait for another word, he ripped off his shirt with one hand and with the other he already grabbed the waistband of your panties, pulling them by your leg and throwing them in some corner of the room. Sinking his face into your pussy, Steve suckled you like a starving man, licking and sucking your clit, his fingers circled your entrance, thrusting into your tight little hole all at once, you cried at the curved movement of Steve's fingers , hitting the right place. The pressure of his lips around your clit making your back arch, Steve increased the speed of the thrusts, making you moan pornographicly, he could have sworn it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.

"Nice, huh?" Eddie bragged, "y-yeah! she's perfect, mean, she sounds perfect". Steve answers with his face still buried on your sweet cunt.

Steve was slowing down his thrusts and sucking her clit one last time, leaving you whining and frustrated.

"I've been a good girl, sir! please, please" you almost cried begging for the touch, any touch from the visibly excited man in front of you. 

Steve was big but no thicker than Eddie. The abdomen is clearly harder than your boyfriend's, adorned with hair, making your mouth water, not going unnoticed by Eddie, who already had his cock in his hand while masturbating watching another man eating you out.

"What do you think baby girl, Steve deserves to be repaid? Did he eat your nice little pussy good? Did he make you feel good?" Eddie said, still with his cock in his hand, leaking pre-cum from the swollen head. The words going straight to your core, making you moan out loud

"Yes! please daddy let me suck Steve's dick, he did a good job" Eddie's hand slammed hard against the fat on your ass "That's a good girl, a good slut for us, suck Stevie’s dick babe, I want to see your mouth full of his dick"

Steve let a groan escape through his nose watching you position yourself on your knees on the floor in front of him. Your hands massaged Steve's hard cock, making him hiss. He knew what you were capable of doing, he watched countless times from yesterday to today the video where you emasculate Eddie with such dexterity.

But seeing you like this, so vulnerable and in a hurry to make him feel good, Steve's perverted thoughts came back to him.

"Ask me nicely to put your mouth on my big cock, slut"

"please sir, can I put your dick in my mouth?" your fingers trailing up Steve's thigh, resting on the waistband of the man's underwear. "make you feel good?" lightly pulling his boxers down, sliding down his legs to join a pile of clothes thrown in the corner of the room.

Steve's big cock as soon as freed from his boxers came up against his abdomen, you could see the pre-cum stains glistening against the man's skin "can I taste you sir?" you could hear Eddie moaning as he massaged the tip of his cock, Steve let his head fall back 

"Fuck princess, yeah! you can taste my cock"

You licked your palm before enveloping Steve's cock with your manicured fingers, moving up and down slowly, making Steve squirm under your touch.

"mhm, thank you sir, thank you very much" and with an innocent smile, you sank your mouth around the head of Steve's cock, giving light sucks, making the man go crazy

"fuck that's it, good girl" his hands on your hair, encouraging your mouth to go deeper on his cock, Eddie still masturbating, now sitting next to Steve, watching his head move up and down on another man's cock.

Steve started to move his hips against her face, fucking her face hard. Moans from him vibrated against the length of his cock, making him moan louder. When you were almost out of air, Steve released you from his cock making him moan at the lack of contact with his lips.

The man's hands squeezing his boyfriend's thigh as he touched himself, Eddie could feel Steve's eyes on his cock, he slid his hand slowly along the entire length of his cock, biting his lips containing a malicious smile, he pressed and massaged the head of his cock, his gaze never leaving Steve's face, as a drop of pre-cum trickled down the tip, steve let out a groan from the back of his throat.

"Wanna try it, big boy?"

Steve's eyes flew to his, looking for some kind of judgment but found only approval. "I-I never... I never did that daddy" Steve's so small voice made you moan louder than you expected.

You crawled until you were between your boyfriend's legs, his hands were against your face, holding you as if you were very fragile "hi pretty baby" he smiled, you lightly kissed his lips "hi daddy" you laughed down and continued "can I teach Steve how to suck your dick?"

Steve's heavy hand met the fat of your ass in a hard slap, making you cry and bite your lip.

"What did you just call me?" Steve asked, mirroring Eddie's words earlier.

"Sorry sir, I'm really sorry, can I teach you? please, I want you to feel how good daddy's dick is"

Eddie appears tired of the interaction and buried your face in his cock, causing the tip to hit the back of your throat, you gasped and coughed around his cock and felt your little pussy oozing from his crass attitude "That's it baby, choke on that dick, that's right, you stupid bitch, swallow it all" Eddie fucked his face mercilessly, moaning and growling at the feel of her throat around him.

He stopped your movements by pulling you by the hair, smiling at the sight of your swollen lips, chin and neck glistening with the amount of saliva that escaped his mouth. "Kiss her" he demanded, Steve quickly pressed his lips to his, his tongue not asking for permission, invading his mouth and moaning when he felt the taste of Eddie's cock on his tongue.

"That's it, good boy" Eddie's hands in Steve's hair "Now, you're going to lick her clean, swallow all the juice, the mixture of my cock and the sweet taste of my princess, ok?" you and the other man moaned at the same time "But first, come here whore" he handled your body, placing you in his lap.

He slid the head of the cock into your pussy, collecting all the juices of your arousal, making you moan loudly at the sensation against your clits, "Do you like that? hmm, that's right moan my name" You started to lower your hips looking for friction "please, daddy please!" you moaned almost desperately.

Eddie circled your entrance and slowly sank you into his cock, making you stretch inch by inch, his cock filling you deliciously, the rhythm he established allowing Steve to continue licking the mess Eddie left in your mouth.

Your hand enveloped Steve's cock, sliding up and down, making the man moan, the rhythm of Eddie's thrusts into your poor pussy increased with the sound of the moaning man who was fucking his girlfriend's hand. Steve's hand went to your clit, massaging, pushing you over the edge.

"Can I come? please can I come? I've been a good girl. Daddy? Sir? please" the fat tears started to run down your face "fucking yes! cream my whole cock, come on me babe. Be a good whore and cream all of my cock" and with this, your orgasm washed over your body, collapsed into your boyfriend's sweaty chest. He took you off his lap and laid you down gently on the couch, letting you get back to your normal self within your time, kissing your calf.

Eddie's gaze went to Steve who was already staring at him. Eddie draped his arms over the back of the couch and spread his legs slightly apart, getting comfortable. His cock trembled at Steve's look of desire, Steve's mouth watering at the sight of your cum running down Eddie's cock, making it gleam.

"Come here big boy, won't you be a good boy and clean up daddy?" Eddie said, making Steve groan and you sigh.

Eddie brought Steve's lips to theirs, kissing soft but firm at the same time, his hands roaming the boy's body, encircling Steve's cock with his big, callused hands "Would you be a good boy for me?" Eddie continued massaging Steve's hard member.

"y-yes daddy, I'll be your good boy" Steve finished the sentence getting on all fours on the couch, head down and ass up, his mouth wasn't as soft as yours but the feel of Steve's strong jaw opening and encompassing the head of eddie's cock caused his head to fall back "That's it my good boy" steve moaned tracing delicious vibrations on your boyfriend's cock, steve's head bobbed up and down on eddie's cock,strong hands playing with his balls, making Eddie fuck Steve's mouth in response to the boy's movements.

You recovered from your orgasm, propping yourself up on your elbows and finding the hottest scene, Steve's round ass exposed to you, as he rubbed his erect cock against one of the sofa cushions seeking any form of release. Your boyfriend's dick burying himself in his neighbor's throat, Eddie fucked his mouth deftly, moaning shamelessly.

His eyes met your face, your eyes on Steve's ass, you looked mesmerized. 

Eddie was smirking at you when his gaze returned to his, he just nodded, confirming the request that was written on his perfect face.

You knelt behind Steve, your hand squeezing his cock and balls at the same time, making Steve moan and as a result, Eddie rolled his eyes at the vibration. 

You started to slide your hand on Steve's cock, masturbating him while your delicate lips attacked the boy's balls. Eddie took advantage of Steve's distraction and grabbed his head, fucking the man's mouth with more desire, while Steve moaned desperately you took your wet tongue to Steve's puckered hole, licking lightly, massaging the ass of the man who moaned so hotly wrapped around from Eddie's dick.

"fuck fuck fuck" Eddie said each time Steve's body jumped forward with the attack on his asshole. 

Steve increased the pace of the blowjob, his hands gliding easily over the man's balls with the amount of saliva that oozed from Eddie's cock. "I want to cum in your ass, do you want to make daddy happy? be a good boy to me?"

Eddie knelt down behind Steve, who was now eating your pussy so eagerly, trying to get at least one more orgasm out of you.

His throat being opened the size of Steve's cock as he fucked his mouth carelessly, you underneath Steve in a delicious 69, leaving his ass high so Eddie could fill his asshole with cum.

Eddie promised Steve he'd just put the tip in and so he did, brushing the swollen head across Steve's asshole, which all made him fuck his throat deeper as Eddie pressed his asshole, trying to enlarge his neighbor's asshole.

As soon as Eddie got inside, he slowly fucked Steve's ass, making the neighbor moan desperately "oh! fuck I need to come, can I cum in your mouth princess?" Steve asked desperately but not stopping eating on your pussy so good.

Eddie was already on edge, head thrown back, head jammed in Steve's ass as he worked his length with his own hand. "Oh!fuck, make her come Steve, now!" 

Eddie said with the thrusts starting to get awkward, Steve with 2 fingers stuck in your pussy as he sucked you, you with your lips tight around Steve's cock. "Can i cum in her mouth? Can I, daddy?"

"Fuck you can" Eddie said squeezing their hands on Steve's hips, Eddie's strong grip bringing Steve to his climax, white strings of cum painting the walls of his throat, Steve's mouth sucked on the right spot of her pussy, fingers pressing into that spongy place making you squirting, soaking Steve's face.Eddie wasn't far behind, filling Steve's asshole with his hot cum, the three of them collapsing onto the couch, you couldn't tell where one started and the other ended. 

You were sandwiched between the boys, when a low chuckle left your lips, piquing the boys' curiosity.

"Damn, that was...something" you chuckled and broke free of the boys' embrace, heading to the bathroom to clean up a bit.

Alone now, Eddie and Steve exchanged incriminating glances, the lopsided grin making the men look like playful little boys. Steve was the first to break the silence

"I didn't think your plan would work so well," he said, brushing the hair out of the boy's face.

Eddie chuckled and lit a cigarette, taking a deep drag and passing it to Steve, who happily accepted it.

"I told you, It's just make her mad and she turns into a fuckgirl" he winked at Steve, getting up from the sofa and sitting in front of the computer, eyes roaming the screen, reading all the comments, he could only smirk.

"Yeap! I think we broke the internet Harrington" Eddie said casually, turning off the machine and making his way to the bathroom to enjoy the shower with you. Steve continued to sit on the couch, not sure what to do.

"Are you coming or not Steve?" Eddie's low, husky voice made Steve shiver

"yes, yes I will Munson" Eddie smiled fondly at Steve, throwing a towel hard at Steve.

"For your modesty, man" he chuckled

"Nothing you haven't already seen" Steve raised one of his eyebrows and winked back at Eddie.

"Come on boys, I'm exhausted and hungry, let's shower soon and watch a movie" your sweet harmonic voice making both boys smile widely

"We're going babe" they said together causing you to roll your eyes and shake your head

"Now I have two assholes to take care of" you said to yourself.

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Special thanks to @omenhel who put up with me complaining and gave me great ideas, I love you bub &lt;3

[euno11a]

I’m BEGGING for a mafiaboss!Yoongi with an enemies to lovers vibe 🧎🏼‍♀️🧎🏼‍♀️

Hell yes!!! Nah, because I feel like even in a relationship with him, he’d still be stubborn but in a cute way ya know?

Warnings: mentions of blood, yoongi being a stubborn man, arguing (him telling you to take care of yourself 👀), mentions of not taking care of self properly (eating, sleeping)

You had been working for Min Yoongi for quite a while now being his secretary in a sense. He had horrible working hours, meaning that you had horrible working hours. You were the one that took care of all his meetings, research on targets and just regular chore things he apparently couldn’t do himself (🙄). Sure, he payed well and was nice to look at, but he was a pain in your ass. Almost every day he would have some sort of obscene job for you to complete by the end of the day, and you were 99.9% sure he hated you. You definitely hated him! Who makes a person work on their birthday?! Min Yoongi does, that’s who! You’d missed countless family gatherings, birthdays and random celebrations, just because he gave you a new job. You definitely hated him.

“Where are my files, ___? I need them by 2pm. Get it done.” Speak of the devil and he shall appear! A new job, files that he should be doing, but is instead giving to you because he’s probably too lazy to do it. You scoffed quietly and took the stack of files to your smaller desk that was located outside of his meeting room.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, jackass…” you whispered under your breath. But almost immediately regretted it when you heard his footsteps stop.

“Excuse me?” He said in a dark and threatening tone.

You froze, turning to look at him. “Of course, sir. I’ll have those done.” Giving a small bow, you tried to grab the files and make an escape.

“No, what did you say? Because I know for a fact that you did not just say that. Tell me right now.” His voice was only getting deeper, walking closer towards you.

Your eyes widened, backing up a little. Yes he was a total asshat, but something inside you turned…you felt oddly attracted to him. Wait…WHAT?! No, no, no! Stop thinking like that! “Forgive me, s-sir, I misspoke. It will not happen again.”

“It better not.” He spat, walking past you. “Have those files done by the time I get back.”

You didn’t have time to respond before he walked away and out of sight. Damn…you fucked up, but maybe it was worth it…

~~~ Hours later, you were still working on the files. It was a bunch of bullshit about this upcoming event that he planned on attending so that he could assassinate some rich guy. What a load of bull. You felt like crap, you hadn’t eaten and barely got sleep the night before. It was an awful habit of yours, working so much that you forgot to take basic care of yourself. You had planned on fixing that, you really had, but after working for Yoongi, that plan seemed to crumple up and get thrown into the sewer. You heard steps, heavy ones, ones that sounded fuzzy. Looking up, you saw Yoongi, covered in someone else’s blood. The sight made you nauseous.

“Are the files complete?” He asked in a cold and distant tone.

“Yes, they are, sir…” you slurred out, resting your head in your hand. Composing yourself, you stood up and grabbed the files, handing them to him. The drowsiness got to you and you stumbled, dropping the files, papers scattered everywhere. He caught you in his strong arms, holding your weight.

“The hell…? What’s wrong? ___? ___?!” That was the last thing you heard before passing out.

~~~ You woke up…some time later, but not where you thought you’d be. You were in some dark room, under a blanket. You sat up, trying to make out anything in the dark room, when the door opened. A warm hand touched your forehead, your eyes trying to adjust to the darkness to see who it is.

“You know, you should be taking care of yourself.” A deep voice spoke, ah shit, Yoongi. “When was the last time you ate? Or slept?”

“Uhm, I ate today. And slept last night.” You spoke in a quiet voice. Trying to look away.

“Be honest.” He spoke sternly.

“A banana…and only about an hour…”

You could hear the disappointment in his singular sigh. He stood up and turned on a lamp, oh…you were in his office. It was pretty nice…has a couch and everything.

“I’ll be back with food.” He began making his way to the door again.

“You really don’t need to-!”

“But I will. Because I care about you, kitten. Now take a nap. You need it.” He said softly, walking out of the room, closing the door for you to rest.

[angelsanarchy]

One Long Weekend: - Clyde/YN One-Shot Series CH 06

"We've already slept together. I figured it might be nice to enjoy the honeymoon phase." "You probably can't tell but I'm swooning."

Tagging: @roryculkinluvr @siriuslymooned @alalalaaallaaalaaa @crypticsewerslut @icarus-star @desert-springtime

(Please let me know if you want to be included in the list above!)

SATURDAY, 2:00PM

When Clyde woke up, his arm was trapped. He tried to pull it from underneath y/n's hold but she had a death lock on his right arm as he spooned her from behind. He could feel how flushed his face was just realizing how close they were. He didn't have time to be embarrassed though because she turned over to face him, eyes still closed and burying herself into his chest. His arm was free now but he decided to put it around her body instead of use it for himself.

She was still very much asleep as he pulled her tighter to his chest, enjoying the feeling of her holding onto him. He closed his eyes, trying to will himself back to sleep but the loud banging at the door startled the both of them to jump out of the bed. Y/n reached over and grabbed Clyde's aid and handed it to him, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

"Remind me to kick Johnny in the back of his knee later." She groaned rolling out of the bed to find her jeans. Clyde ran a hand through his hair and unlocked the door.

"Dude! Why did you lock the...no fucking way!" Johnny put his hand up for a high five and Clyde shook his head at him.

"Is there a reason you're busting the door down so early?" Clyde rubbed his eyes as Johnny pushed past him and gave y/n a cute wave.

"Dude it's 2PM. We were supposed to meet Dave at the shop to get the bass restrung for tonight. Didn't mean to break up your little love fest." Johnny teased.

"Give us a minute and we'll meet you at the van." Clyde held the door open for Johnny who seemed stunned to be getting kicked out. He put his hands up in defeat. Y/n still had Clyde's shirt on as she pulled her hair up in a messy knot atop her head.

"Good morning...or afternoon I guess." Clyde smirked.

"It was. How did you sleep?" Y/n asked Clyde reaching into her bag to find a black tank she normally wore under her jacket.

"Surprisingly well. How about you?" Clyde moved towards the small refrigerator and grabbed a small bottle of orange juice which he smelled before putting to his lips.

"Honestly, it was really nice. It was good to be able to sleep not listening to my roommate snoring or rain machine for a change." Y/n turned away from Clyde and pulled the shirt over her head to pull on her tank. Clyde tried not to choke on his juice catching a glimpse of her naked back.

"So I can drop them off first and then take you home. If we take them, they'll only be more annoying and I refuse to give them that satisfaction." Clyde laid out the plan offering his juice to y/n now that she was dressed.

"That's fine. I think my roommate shouldn't have a problem with me coming home now." Y/n followed Clyde out of his apartment watching as he didn't even bother locking the door. The guys were already hanging around the van waiting on them.

"You better had fixed my steering wheel you fuckers." Clyde pointed at Johnny with his keys dangling in his hand. Everyone loaded up in the van and Clyde waited for y/n to put on a seatbelt which he didn't bother doing when they originally got into the van.

"Can you idiots maintain until I get back? I want to drop her off. I won't be too long." Clyde explained instantly receiving a bunch of teasing. Y/n shook her head and looked at Clyde who was blushing.

"Do you not hang out with women at all or something? Your friends seem to think you're inept at being charming." Y/n joked as Clyde pulled away from the music shop.

"The majority of the women who come back to our place are just band hopping. It's out of the ordinary that anyone is there with me exclusively." Clyde explained.

"Oh so you think I was there for you exclusively? Someone thinks awfully high of themselves." Y/n teased pointing at the next street over for him to turn.

"My mistake. Was it because you wanted to take a ride in my sweet van? Maybe it was the subpar burger and fries?" Clyde knew that Y/n enjoyed his company. She had told him so herself but the thought did linger in the back of his mind that maybe she was just hanging out because it was convenient.

"This is me up here." Y/n pulled him from his thoughts to pull into an apartment complex. He looked around for an open space and parked.

"So...any plans this weekend?" He asked with a smile. Y/n laughed taking her seatbelt off and turning her body towards him.

"Why? You wanna hang out with me again already? I haven't even left the van yet." Y/n teased Clyde but he shook his head.

"We've already slept together.I figured it might be nice to enjoy the honeymoon phase." Clyde smiled a toothy grin making Y/n laugh.

"You probably can't tell but I'm swooning." Clyde wanted her to stay. He wanted more time with her. He wanted her to want to stay. He just didn't know how to go about asking without sounding like he had literally fallen in love over night. I mean he hadn't..he just really really wanted to be in her presence.

"I don't really have any plans but I probably need to make sure my roommate wasn't murdered by her lady of the night." Y/n opened the door and Clyde wasn't sure what to say.

"Y/N!" They both jumped hearing someone scream her name.

"What the hell?" Clyde tried to look at where the screaming was coming from.

"Oh that's my roommate." Y/n hopped out of the car and shut the door as she looked up to the balcony three floors up.

"Hey! I was just coming up to check on you." Y/n said seeing her roommate in her familiar robe, very flushed.

"Yeah about that. I'm going to need you to do me a HUGE solid." Clyde had gotten out of the car and stood next to her.

"Who's that? I thought you just got a really weird Uber ride." Her roommate pointed to him.

"I'm Clyde..." He waved up at her.

"Hi Clyde, thank you for not murdering my roommate." Y/n shook her head and interrupted her.

"What is going on? Why are you screaming for me from the balcony?" Y/n asked watching her roommate glance over her shoulder.

"Listen I love you, you know this but this girl is my dream girl and she's agreed to stay for the long weekend. She knows I have a roommate but I told her you were on vacation on the East coast." Y/n was so confused as to why she would say the East coast. She's never even been to the East coast.

"Well news flash, I don't know anyone on the East coast and you know I can't stay with my dad unless he's in bad condition so what do you want me to do exactly?" Y/n threw her arms in the air annoyed.

"Clyde's a good guy, aren't you? Can you stay with Clyde for the rest of the weekend?" Y/n felt heat on her face from the imposition her roommate just threw on someone she has literally known for 24 hours.

"Dude no! You cant just-"

"I mean she's more than- you're more than welcome to crash at my apartment. I don't mind at all." Clyde cut y/n off and she stared at him. He was far too sweet for his own good.

"See Clyde doesn't mind. Clyde wants you to stay. Please just do this for me. I will owe you one. PLEASE!" Y/n chewed on her lip looking from her roommate towards Clyde.

"Are you sure? I mean you don't have to say yes to her just because she's being a complete ass." Y/n lowered her voice and Clyde smiled.

"I told you, honeymoon phase. It's cool, I promise." He nudged her arm and Y/n looked back up.

"You're the worst, you know that?" Y/n gave her roommate the middle finger. Her roommate blew kisses to her thanking her and Clyde as quietly as possible.

"Here, I threw a few things in the bag just in case. Some clothes phone charger, underwear, deodorant-" She tossed the bag down at the two of them and Clyde caught it as a few of the contents started to spill out, a box of condoms hit his foot.

"Oh wow." Clyde reached for them to put them back in the bag.

"DUDE! What the fuck!?" Y/n yelled but her roommate had already run back into the apartment. Y/n covered her face shaking her head. Clyde kept his thoughts to himself and smirked as they walked back to the van together. Clyde had never been so happy for two lesbians spending a long weekend together. Now all he had to do was not screw things up in the next few days.

[ellieluvr420]

We meet again, darling pt.4 (detective Abby Anderson x criminal reader)

Synopsis: Abby Anderson is a skilled detective that's never let a criminal escape her grasp, until you. You've infiltrated every part of her life and she still can't get you. As she grows more and more intrigued by you she finds herself descending further into darkness until there's no way back. She takes your hand and follows you as if your presence is the only thing giving her life knowing that you are the most dangerous thing for her. Her life will never be hers again and she will stop at nothing to keep following you down your path of corruption.

Smut... kinda, MDNI please xxxx

Abby jolts awake at the sound of her phone ringing. She had struggled to fall asleep earlier that night just like she had most nights since Dan. His face haunted her sleep. Sometimes it was memories from her childhood where he looked happy and carefree as they did when they were kids but sometimes his face was pale and sweaty and twisted up in pain, both physical and emotional. No matter what the dream was it always ended the same: Abby stabbing him and him choking on his own blood while he asked why? How could she do this? Every night she'd wake up in a cold sweat, hyperventilating with tears threatening to spill over her cheeks. But tonight, she didn't. She woke because her phone rang. Because you rang.

Abby looks at the number only to see its unknown and she sighs already knowing who it is.

"Do you know what time it is?" Her voice was groggy and deep from sleep and your breath hitched at the sound of her disgruntled words.

"No, isn't it 2pm?"

Abby can practically hear the grin through the phone and she sighs even harder this time.

"You're not funny."

"Yes I am don't lie, that's a sin"

"Your whole life is a sin."

"Jeez someone's grumpy."

"You wake me up at.." Abby takes the phone from her ear to look at the time. "THREE AM?? Have you lost your mind?"

"Yes, years ago."

"Do you enjoy being the biggest pain in my ass? Is that why you called... at 3am?

"Yes and kind of. I'm calling because I've got everything set up for you to start your part of the plan, I think we should give it a name I was thinking: Mission take over, what do you think?" Abby rolls her eyes and lays back down with the phone still at her ear.

"No, that's awful. What about.... Mission call me at 3am again and I'll kick your ass?"

"I'd like to see you try. You don't have a good track record."

"Hanging up now."

"Wait a minute, we're going to dinner tonight. Be ready 8pm sharp and dress nice."

"Anyone ever told you you're bossy?"

"Everyday of my life. It's part of my charm. Okay that was all I wanted to tell you so get some rest sleeping beauty."

"You called me at 3am to tell me we're going to dinner?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

"I really don't like you."

"Aw yes you do. Goodnight sunshine!" You do a loud kiss through the phone and hear her sigh before she hangs up. You giggle and put your phone down as there's a knock at your office door.

"Come in."

Richter walks in with a bottle of wine and two glasses. He sits quietly and pours you both a glass.

"What's got you up at these hours?" You look at him with an unamused look.

"When am I not? And I could say the same for you."

"Fair point. I'm actually just about to head back to mine but I thought you'd want to know that Eddie rang."

You sigh and rub your forehead knowing that is never good.

"What now?"

"Cops bagged Marlow, apparently they've offered him a deal to talk."

"They always do. Do you think he will?"

"No I don't think he will, but..."

"Oh there's always a but."

"Eddie's worried, there's been more arrests recently, not all of them get charged but he's worried they're getting closer. We've went under the radar for so long now, is our luck running out?"

"It's not luck Johnny for fuck's sake. We're smart and we're careful. This. This is a rat. Come on I'll walk you out, I need to pay someone a visit."

Richter gives you a strange look but shrugs and starts walking as you follow him out.

Abby jolts awake for the second time tonight as she feels herself being shaken.

"AH WHAT THE FUCK!"

"Sorry, sorry. It's just me."

"You are fucking insane, how and why are you in my apartment at 4 in the fucking morning?"

"You have crap security we've been over this" You begin to pace at the foot of her bed. "I need a favour."

"A favour? You really think you're in a place to be asking for favours right now."

"Hey, when I came in it looked like you were having a really bad dream so er your welcome for waking you up from that. Please just listen to me this is serious." You stop and look her dead in the eyes as you say this and for the first time you notice she's not wearing anything on her top half. You can see the protrusion of her collarbones and the definition of her muscles and you don't even realise you've been ogling her until you meet her unimpressed eyes. Although she's gracious enough to not mention it, you gulp as you know you've been caught.

"Right. Well, um, I think there's a rat. Lower down of course but clearly high up enough to know a good amount about the structure of my business. More of my men have been getting arrested and some of them are getting charged. I need you to find out who the rat is so I can deal with them. Abby this is so important, I need you to find out today or this could fuck up mission: take over."

"Are you actually going to start calling it that?"

"Abby!"

"Jeez. Sorry, I will find out what's going on today."

"Oh thank god." You sit down on the bed next to her and put a hand on her strong thigh and squeeze. "Thank you, sorry for scaring the shit out of you... and waking you up... twice." You smile at her and she smiles back.

"It's okay I guess, only you could get away with this shit."

"Oh yeah?" You tilt your head and smirk at her. "Am I special?" You lean in close so your faces are centimetres apart. Abby brings a hand to your cheek and pulls you closer so your noses are practically touching. She leans in until your lips are touching.

"Yeah. You are." She lunges forward and presses her lips to yours in a hungry and desperate kiss. The shock you feel at her actions immediately subsides as want takes over. You feel her tongue licking at your lower lip, begging to be let in. You can't help but feel the need to tease so you go to pull away until her other hand finds its place on the back of your head keeping you firmly in place. She bites down on your lower lip and as you gasp she takes this as her opportunity to slip her tongue into your mouth. You feel completely out of control as you moan into her mouth. She pulls away for a second to raise her eyebrows at the noise you let out.

"Shut. Up." You grab her face and immediately start kissing her. Harder and more passionately this time. You straddle her hips and her hands immediately find their places on your hips squeezing so hard you expect bruises to form. You pull away from her lips and start kissing down her jaw and neck. You hear Abby almost growl and you feel her strong hands pull you away from her. You frown until you notice her hands pulling at your t-shirt. You help her by lifting your arms up and she throws the t-shirt somewhere on the floor of her room. You realise you didn't have a bra on when you see her eyeing your boobs hungrily. She looks up at you and down at them again. She grabs them and squishes them together and then kisses each nipple, she looks up with her face still resting on your chest and the sight is enough to make you cum right there and then. She gets a mischievous grin on her face.

"You have a great rack."

"Oh you just had to ruin the moment." You say giggling as you push her face away from you. She grabs you and pulls you down with her so you're laying on top of her.

"Hey I mean it."

"I will get up and leave right now." She wraps her arms tightly around your waist so there is absolutely no space between you two. "No you won't."

"Oh whatever." You go back to kissing her and her hands go back to your hips as she starts rocking you atop her. You groan into her mouth and you feel her smile into the kiss. She flips you both over and starts kissing down your neck and your chest until she reaches your left nipple. She sucks it into her mouth while making dead eye contact with you. You gasp as she pinches the right nipple and immediately swaps her ministrations. Once she's paid both nipples sufficient attention she kisses down your stomach and licks a strip back up and finishes it off with a kiss between your breasts. She shuffles down the bed and wraps her fingers round the band of your bottoms.

"Can I take these off?"

"Obviously."

She rips them down and throws them also onto the floor. She goes to kiss the hem of your underwear but stops when you thread your fingers through her soft hair.

"Wait. Come here."

"Yes boss." You giggle as she crawls back up toward your face and pull her into a messy kiss. You palm her perky breasts and roll her pink nipples between your fingers, she hisses.

"Aw is someone sensitive?" You pout at her and she smirks at you as she grabs your cheeks and squishes them together as she presses a chaste kiss to your lips.

"You are so much cuter when you don't talk." She squishes your cheeks with each word she says and then leans down and bites at your neck hard enough you're sure there will be a bite mark.

"I hate you so much." She looks at you with raised eyebrows as she places a hand over your mouth firmly.

"No you don't." She moves back down your body and takes the hem of your underwear between her teeth as she slides the underwear down your thighs, You instinctively clamp your legs shut as you're exposed in front of her but she grabs one of your thighs and pushes it down flush to the bed.

"uh uh uh, come on darling, no hiding now." She echoes your words from your conversation on the balcony with a wicked grin on her face. You roll your eyes and groan into her hand. She peppers kisses and leaves bruises all over your thighs until your bite her hand.

"Oh someone's impatient aren't they?" She leans down and licks a stripe from your hole to your clit moaning as she tastes you on her tongue. She sucks your clit into her mouth for a second and then presses a quick kiss to it before she crawls back up to be face to face with you. She grabs your neck, gentler than the other times she's choked you, her intentions different this time and kisses you hungrily so you can taste yourself on her tongue. You both kiss until you have to pull away to gasp for breath and she sits up giving you the most hot look you've ever seen as she wipes her mouth with her thumb. She leans back down and presses her thumb over your lips and you happily take it into your mouth and suck. She moans as she feels your tongue swirling around her thumb and sucking, hard. She pulls it out with a pop and smears the spit over your lips and chin. She bites her lip and flashes a devilish grin before she begins to get up and pull her top off the ground as she puts it on over her head.

"What are you doing?"

"That's what you get for waking me up in the middle of the night... twice." She goes to walk out the room but turns back and looks at you. "And for shooting me." As she walks out of the room you throw your head back in frustration and begin trailing your hand down your body to your heat. Abby appears back in the doorway with two bottles of water and an unimpressed look on her face. She pulls you by your foot to the end of the bed and brings her face inches to yours.

"Don't even think about it."

She drops a bottle of water onto the bed for you and you throw yourself back in frustration as you hear Abby laugh as she walks away.

"Fucker."

psa: sorry sorry i had to do it, going back and editing these now i've decided to actually post has been fun. Hope you enjoyed whoever has made it this far and more action is coming i promise, in more ways than one... ;). New chapters coming soon because i love this story and Abby is perf <3 okay byeeee

[judysxnd]

“It’s not because you can that you have to”

I know it’s not one of the requests I got, but this is my mood today. I’m feeling awful, and all the requests I have don’t correspond to those feelings. I’m on it, don’t worry, but for today, this is it. This is really how I feel.

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Today wasn’t a good day. You woke up around 9:15am, feeling pretty bad. You didn’t feel getting up, so you stayed in bed, eventually falling asleep again. When you woke up again, it was 10:40am. You felt the same. You kind of hoped sleeping more would make you feel better, but it didn’t. You managed to get of off bed, heading to kitchen to drink something.

You hated those days. They were inevitable, and as much as they happened, you never knew what to do in those moments. Your period was probably coming in a few days, which meant your hormones were on the roof. You felt sad, panicking about the tiniest little thing, felt alone, disappointed about yourself. So many bad feelings happening at the same time. It was overwhelming, and there was nothing you could do about it.

After drinking a glass of fruit juice, you took your phone and settled on the couch. You went straight to TikTok, sometimes going on Instagram. You did that for a few hours, not noticing it was now 2pm. You already felt exhausted and out of energy, and apparently you weren’t hungry. You still decided to eat something, maybe it will give you some energy.

You got up, went to the fridge. Staying in front of the fridge wide opened, you stared at every piece of food that you seeing. Nothing was appealing. You didn’t want to eat anything salty, but sugar was envious either. Your eyes fell on a cake, that you and Pedro got two days ago, craving some. It felt good enough, so you took a small piece. At the same moment, your phone rang. You saw on the screen that it was Pedro.

“Hi” you said, closing the fridge, holding your plate on the other hand

“Hey mama. How are you doing?” The nickname put a little smile on your face. You didn’t get to see him this morning. He left for work around 8am, and you woke up way later. He probably did kiss you before leaving, but you didn’t remember it.

“I’m alright, how about you? Are you having fun on set?”

“Yeah yeah, we’re pretty busy, but I had a break and I wanted to check up on my pretty lady” you smiled again

“Aww” you said, putting a hand to your chest

“Also, I got asked to go to a dinner tonight with all the cast and crew, and I wanted to ask if you wanted to join us?” You felt a sudden knot in your chest. You weren’t feeling good today. Socializing was definitely off the table, it would only make you stress more. But how to say no to Pedro? He sounds very excited.

“Hum, I’m not really in the mood to go out today, I’m sorry. But don’t mind me, go to dinner, I’ll see you after, I’m not going anywhere” there was a brief moment of silence

“Are you sure? You okay? You have a small voice”

“Yeah yeah, told you I’m not really in the mood, I’m just tired” before Pedro could answer, you heard a woman calling for him that they were filming in 5.

“Shit, I have to go”

“It’s okay P, go to this dinner, I’ll see you after okay?”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes I’m sure” you said, playing with you plate that was on the counter. “Okay now go back to work, I love you”

“I love you too” and you hang up. You felt guilty and relieved at the same time. Those feelings were really stopping you from having.. just a life. Pedro was helping you a lot. He understood what you were feeling, but sometimes it was better not telling him. You were already struggling with it, it didn’t have to be the same for him, not always at least.

You decided to go back on bed, taking your computer and putting a movie, one of your favorite ones. Watching one of your favorite movies or tv show always helped you, it was like an anchor. And it also helped you ignore your feelings, keeping your mind busy, distracting you. But it didn’t seem to work this time. Some tears were falling down in your face. No particular reason, just feeling bad.

It was 4:14pm when your phone rang again. You picked your phone up, seeing Pedro’s name again, but this time it was a FaceTime call. You quickly sat up in bed, wiping the tears away, answering.

“Hey again” you smiled. Pedro also smiled, just looking at you. “What’s going on? Is something wrong?”

“No I just wanted to talk to you” you looked at him confused. “You sounded weird on the phone, I wasn’t sure, but now I am” you sighed. “Bad day?”

“Yeah” you also nodded

“Did something happen?”

“No, I wished.. I just woke up feeling like that. Just one of those days”

“And what do you feel exactly?” You looked at him

“Too many things. Panic, sadness, I am also extremely exhausted. I don’t have the energy to do anything, I’m just spending my day either in bed or on the couch” you could see that Pedro was sitting outside, against a wall, headphones in, extremely focused on what you were saying.

“Oh cariño.. do you know why you’re panicking? Like is it a general feeling or is there a reason?”

“General feeling of course, it would be too easy if there was a reason” you joked, which made Pedro chuckle

“Hey, you’re joking about it it’s not all bad”

“I wish, I’m just tired of those days, they happen too frequently”

“Yeah I know, but don’t try to fight it”

“What?”

“It will only make you feel worse. Just let it happen, you want to cry? Just cry, don’t be disappointed of yourself because you feel that way” you were about to say something but he cut you off “did you really think I would not notice that you were crying?”

“Guilty”

“I’ve seen you try to fight those feelings too many times, maybe if you just let them happen it will make you feel better?”

“I don’t know, I already did it before and it didn’t change anything. I don’t really know what I need”

“Well, why don’t you watch a movie or a tv show? It will pass the time and it will keep your mind busy”

“That’s what I’m doing already” you chuckled

“Well good. I’ll finish in a hour or so, then I’ll be home”

“What about that dinner?”

“There are more important things cariño”

“I don’t want you to miss stuff like that because of me”

“There will be other occasions for a dinner, but I don’t want to leave you alone, you don’t have to go through this alone”

“I already did before”

“It’s not because you can that you have to. I’m here for the good and the bad parts. You’ve helped me through some of mine, it’s the least I can do for you” you smiled

“I love you so much”

“I love you more” you saw Pedro’s eyes moving up, like there was a person coming closer to him. “Look, someone wants to say hi” he turned the phone, and that’s when you saw Bella. You waved at them, and they waved back.

“They can’t hear me but I said hi” you laughed

“She said hi” Pedro said to Bella.

“Hi y/n !” You heard in the background. “We have to go back on filming, we have to do the last scene again” you heard Bella talk

“Again? Okay” Pedro answered. “I’ll be right there” he watched Bella leave before looking at you again “I’m sorry baby I have to go back, but I’ll be done soon”

“Okay”

“Are you going to be okay?”

“I already feel better, thank you”

“Anything for you princesa” you smiled. “Just acknowledging the feelings can help”

“Thank you doctor” you both laughed

“Alright, I’ll see you in a few hours. And save a movie for us to watch okay? Don’t watch everything without me”

“I’ll try” you laughed again. He got up and blew kisses at you

“I love you mi amor”

“And I love you too” you also blew kisses, and hang up.