#like honey if you're dating me don't ever call yourself straight

[r0semultiverse]

this recently happened to one of my friends

[wanderingelvis]

maybe you could write headcanons about a reader whose really book smart but just does not get social cues. so like they read really intense big books but won’t notice when someone is flirting with them?

Oh I love this, Elvis would spoil her rotten!

🧚 Masterlist 🧚

Pairings: 50s Elvis x Oblivious Reader

Elvis loves you purely because he's just never met anyone quite like you

He can never wrap his head around how you're simultaneously the smartest girl he's ever met, but also the dumbest

One second, you'll be babbling on about some Victorian novel that you're working your way through, the next you're sat there blinking adorably, confused as to why Elvis called you 'baby' when you're not actually a baby

Sometimes you'll let stuff like that that confuses you, go straight over your pretty little head but other times you'll get curious and ask questions

"M'not a baby Elvis, why are ya callin' me that?"

You'll giggle with pink cheeks from all his attention

"Well of course yer are, yer so yittle n'sweet, just like a baby."

Elvis will chuckle, admiring how adorable you look with your big eyes staring up at him

And that answer just ends up confusing you even more

Elvis loves taking you out on little dates though, whether that's to the park, the diner or the ice cream parlour

You don't really understand that it's a date date, you just think Elvis is a good friend

And a handsome one too

It's never long before your lack of understanding of social cues shines through whenever you're out and about with Elvis

He always has to step in to make sure you don't accidentally hurt yourself

Like when he has to run and grab your wrist, pulling you back to his side as you step into the road absentmindedly, your mind too busy looking at the pretty birds across the way

"Honey, you have got to look where yer goin', don't want my pretty girl to get hurt now,"

Or when you'll spot a friendly looking dog and you'll run straight over to pet it

And Elvis tries to remind you that you need to ask the owner of the dog if you can pet it first but you just can't help it, you just think the dogs look so cute

So you'll just end up telling Elvis all of the many facts about dogs that you know from that book you read last August, whilst he holds your hand and you make your way to get ice cream together

And even though you might have your head in the clouds sometimes, Elvis just thinks that you all the more sweeter

Having your head in the clouds also means you often don't notice Elvis staring at you and your lips so intensely when you babble on

And when you do, you don't really understand what that kind of lustful look really means

Or when his large hand with his ring-covered fingers rest on your exposed thigh whilst you're drinking the strawberry milkshake that he bought you

Or when he's able to effortlessly lift you and settle you into his lap, all the while your nose is in another big book

No, you don't understand what any of those moments really mean

You're just too busy reading and learning

You just think that Elvis is a good friend

A real good friend

[star-quill]

please more corruption kink!! peter taking a pretty innocent little thing and turning them into a huge slut who drops to their knees for him with just a look

this is truly the only thing in my head rn like!!!!!

you're such an angel to everyone in the neighbourhood, always the first one people ask for help. new parents going on date night? you're the babysitter. the lovely old lady across the road needs help with her garden? you're right over there planting new flowers and weeding her driveway. everyone absolutely adores you, complimenting your parents on what a wonderful job they did of raising you.

everyone adores you, especially peter. peter who's new to the neighbourhood but you make sure he knows if he needs any help, you're absolutely more than willing to help him. it starts off innocent at first, he asks you to help him put up a picture frame in the hallway, needing an extra pair of hands to make sure it's centred. then it's tagging along with him to the grocery store, after he realised just how little food he had left in his kitchen.

he's attractive, sure, you can admit that—but you daren't say it to his face. it's late one night and he calls your home phone, relieved when you answer.

"hey.. my grandpa is visiting some family across the country, and the fuckin'.. i don't even know, somethin' is wrong with the water.. i know it's late but i need another pair of hands for this.."

you don't even hesitate to agree and run over to his place, coming in the door without even knocking. he yells out from the bathroom and you gravitate to the sound of his voice. he's laying on the floor, head in the cupboard under the sink and fiddling with stuff. he tells you where to go and how to help and within an hour, the water's back on. then he insists on walking you home afterwards, says he couldn't live with himself if something happened to you.

you both get to your door and you just smile at him, walking inside and turning to shut the door while he just stands there. he's looking at you up and down, making you shiver slightly. he needs something but you're not sure what.

"do you.. uhm.. need any more help?"

"i noticed you.. y'know.."

he stepped forwards now, standing right on your doorstep, towering over you. you gulped and stared up at him, eyes big and wide.

"hm? noticed what?"

"you.. looking at me the way you do.. you wanna know what it's like, don't you.."

"i don't.. i don't know what you're talking about.."

"you ain't ever kissed anyone have you?"

"what.. wh-why.. peter it's late, you should get going.."

he just looked at you, tilted his head and you thought it was quiet enough but he heard you whine under your breath.

"could show you what it's like.. could show you what everything's like.. you want that honey?"

"i've kissed someone before.. and i've had sex.."

"mmhm.. you never been fucked though have you?"

"well, that's what sex is so—"

"no, no.. i mean like fucked.. like outta your mind fucked.."

"peter.."

you didn't really invite him in as such, more so he let himself in. he dragged you to your bedroom, and you went straight to your bed, laying down and waiting for him.

"uh-uh.. you gotta show me, baby.. show me what you know.."

he helped you out of your shorts and just watched as you slowly began to touch yourself, his eyes never leaving yours. you whined, almost obscenely, and he moved onto the bed, kneeling down, lifting your thighs to drape over his.

"keep goin', honey.. doin' real good.."

the sex was downright filthy, he had you reduced to nothing but a whimpering, shaking mess below him. and he had you hooked. you'd be ready at his beck and call whenever he needed anything. there was nothing innocent about the way he'd call you just to get you to suck his dick. there was nothing innocent about the way he'd drag you away from parties, take you home and bend you over the kitchen counter. and there was definitely nothing innocent about the way you were so desperate for him all the time. nothing got you off like he did. sometimes he didn't even have to call you, you'd just miss him and invite yourself over. and he'd be more than willing to give you what you wanted. even if he's busy watching a movie, you'd just sit on his thigh and get yourself off more than once, his soft, but slightly mean, praises ringing in your ear ("such a pretty lil' thing.. needed to get off that badly, hm? couldn't do it yourself?").

he always called you pretty. pretty when you were helping him with something and you smiled at him. pretty when you spun around his kitchen in a new dress and he would compliment you. pretty when you were on your knees, his dick filling up your mouth. pretty when you let him ram into you from behind, tears forming at your eyes. you were his pretty girl, his pretty angel he adored so much. before peter, you weren't ever really concerned with getting yourself off—now every waking thought you had was about him and how you would let him do the absolute nastiest, filthiest things to you. and he did.

[worriedvision]

Bread Vs bred - Wriothesley

Gender neutral reader, reader wants bred but Wriothesley misinterprets it BC he strikes me as the kind of guy to not pick up on those things. Porn with a bit of plot, I'm more of a reader than a writer either this stuff to take this with a pinch of salt lol.

And yes the plot is a bit of a cracky idea I know lol

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Wriothesley had been noticing how often you'd cuddle him from behind while he worked, not that he was complaining about it, so he felt the need to ask you about this.

"Darling, what's wrong?" Wriothesley asks, writing on the paper as you begin to try out your skills.

"Oh, nothing..." You start, kissing his neck. "I just want bred."

"Bread?" Wriothesley chuckles, looking over at the grocery list. "The list is there - please don't be shy about what you'd like."

Blinking stupidly, you process the fact he thought you said bread. Sure, it could have been picked up like that, but you thought your flirtatious actions would at least imply something else. Walking to the list, you see Wriothesley smile warmly as you add bread to the list out of shock.

Thinking back on it, you realise that despite how long you two were dating, the most you ever did with him was making out - and even then that was rare. He blames it on his work, but after his deflection you fear he isn't attracted to you and he couldn't just say no to dating you.

The next day, he notes that you stopped hugging him like he was used to. You were working in another area of the Fortress, which Wriothesley got, but even in the morning you didn't initiate the affection.

At lunch, he pulls you in for a hug which you accept, only to pull away when you feel him leaning in to kiss you. You hated the idea of forcing your boyfriend to give you affection, and now you were worried he felt the need to hug you because of all the times you initiated.

-

You go to the surface together - you with the list for grocery shopping and him to visit Monsieur Neuvillette - and he finally realises what you meant by wanting bread.

He asks Neuvillette about bread, leading to some initial confusion, only for Neuvillette to understand exactly what may have happened in the context of the relationship.

"What was your partner doing when you were hearing the comment?" Neuvillette asks, clearing his throat.

"They were hugging me from behind...now that you mention it they were kissing my neck...I still don't get what bread has to do with this." Wriothesley thinks out loud, Neuvillette struggling to keep a straight face.

He pulls out a piece of paper, Wriothesley tilting his head before focusing his eyes on the paper. Wriothesley blushes furiously upon reading the word 'bred', and this being underlined and pointed at by Neuvillette.

"I'm concerned if you don't clear up any misconceptions that may arise from you rejecting the *ahem* request for baked goods, they may wish to leave the relationship."

"Thank you for the advice."

Wriothesley runs out, Neuvillette shaking his head in disbelief that this was Wriothesleys pressing matter.

-

Upon returning to the fortress, you can't seem to find Wriothesley anywhere. You made sure to get a freshly baked loaf, hoping that you wouldn't have to devour an entire loaf by yourself to continue the impression that you really really like bread.

"Honey, could you come here for a moment? Lock the door behind you." Wriothesley calls from his office.

Doing so, you place the load of bread you got into the table, before beginning to unpack the rest of the goods. You hear him grab the loaf and place it on a chair, making you stop your movements and making you look at him.

"On the desk." Wriothesley demands, you placing the bag on the table. You didn't think he wanted you, so when he shoved the bdg aside, safe to say you're worried he's about to tell you he wants to end the relationship. He grabs your hand, coaxing you to the desk before leaning into your neck.

"I said I want you on the desk." He sings teasingly into your ear. "It's about time I gave you what you wanted." He smirks, leaning in to kiss you before beginning to throw your clothes off, various garments scattered around the office.

"You poor thing, wanting to be bred by me." Your boyfriend licks his lips, lube in one hand as he begins to prepare his length for you. "You think you can take all of this, huh? Let's see."

Lining himself up to your hole, he fails to maintain his bad boy persona as he whines out as he finally gets his tip in. Oh, you feel absolutely heavenly around his girth. And this was just the tip? Forget how you would take this, how was he going to fuck you without finishing too quick?

"Good hole, sucking me in nice and tight." Wriothesley laughs lightly, slowly pressing more and more of his length in. "Fuck, you feel amazing. Does this feel good?"

You nod, pulling him in to begin a makeout as your legs wrap around his torso. Feeling one hand support himself, you feel the other snake towards your lower half as he begins to play with you. You can tell he's not experienced, but he more than makes up for it as he keeps pumping inside of you while trying to make you feel just as good - or even better - than he is feeling.

He finally gets his whole length inside of you, and the moment you feel his balls tap your backside you break the kiss as you whine at the fullness of him. He lets out a whimper, along with a string of curses as he stops himself from thrusting violently into you like he knew he would once you give him the okay.

"Please, move." You encourage, him nodding as he begins to move his hips. Unable to choose both stroking your nether regions as well as pounding your insides with power, he goes to place both of his hands around your waist as he makes your hips meet him every thrust.

"Touch yourself, my breedable bitch." He growls, the slapping sound from his thrusts accentuating just how good he was about to ruin your insides. Your hands go flying down, but you can't find enough leverage on the table to support your neck as your boyfriend uses you as he pleases. You place your hands around your boyfriends shoulders, crescent marks impending into his skin as he builds up both of your releases.

"Be a good slut and look at me as I cum inside you, yeah?" Your boyfriend whispers, barely loud enough for you to hear. "Thats it, you can barely focus. Those beautiful eyes, they can't even -."

He cuts himself off as he lets out a gutteral moan, hips stopping as he holds you on his cock as he spills his load. Being filled by your boyfriend felt absolutely euphoric, and his satisfied sigh as he collapsed on top of you, smothering your neck in kisses as he praises you for taking him so well.

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After that fateful day, you both found yourself exploring more about each others likes and dislikes, which was a good thing for your sexual relationship.

The only thing was the poor prisoners that had heard glimpses of your lovemaking.

[joeys-babe]

Someday We’ll Be Together

Chapter 2: Mother knows best

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(joes pov)

"joey are you even listening to me??" - lexie

"yeah lex, you were talking about how i should start working out more" - joe sighed

"yes. you need to listen to me okay, i'm being serious because of your injury you're starting to lose your six pack because you haven't been in the gym lately. lexie mathews doesn't date boys that don't have six packs" - lexie

"yeah. i'll tell trainer that i want to tone up" - joe

"that's my boy! hey i gotta go tay and her friends are here." - lexie

"are there any guys?" - joe

"well duh. can't have a party without boys joey. i've got single friends you know. i love you joey!!" - lexie

"yeah uh bye lex" - joe

"bye baby!!" - lexie ended the call

i dropped my phone onto my chest and ran one of my hands over my face.

after y/n told me to leave i went straight back over to my house. i had my own house but it was across the street from my parents.

i can't have her mad at me, not after i just got her back. i need advice from someone but i cant ask my mom because i know she'll end up telling y/n what i told her. i knew i could talk to y/n's mom, so i walked across the street to their house. my parents went home for dinner so i knew i was set to have a private conversation.

"hey joe" - your dad

"hey uh where's y/m/n?" - joe

"kitchen" - your dad

"okay, i need to talk to her" - joe walked into the kitchen

"hey joey!" - your mom

"hey.." - joe

"you okay?" - your mom read his body language

"not really.. i need to talk" - joe

"of course, do you want to go sit out back?"

- your mom

"sure" - joe

once we were situated out on the back deck she turned to me, waiting for me to start.

"i'm going to tell you something and i need you to promise you won't tell y/n" - joe

"okay... i promise i won't tell her" - your mom

"thank you. i haven't told anyone this, not even my parents or ja'marr." - joe

"go on." - your mom

"okay so uh, ever since we transferred to lsu. i had feelings for y/n. like i had a crush on her."

- joe

"oh my gosh.." - your mom couldn't help but smile

"i was going to tell her at our graduation party but i chickened out. i'll forever punch myself for that. but anyways, i had a massive crush on her. like everytime we made eye contact my heart stopped. i was absolutely terrible at flirting though, comparing hand sizes stops working after awhile. she was everything to me, and i was so scared that if i confessed to her and she didn't feel the same way that our friendship would be ruined. that's why i never ended up telling her. when i got drafted i was happy that i'd be coming back to ohio but then y/n told me she was staying in louisiana. i tried to lose feelings, but i quickly realize it wasn't going to happen and instead i'd have to suppress my feelings. i never had intentions of losing contact but when i started dating lexie six months ago she didn't like that i talked to y/n everyday and told her literally everything. lexie told me that she'd break up with me if i didn't stop talking to y/n. stupidly i started ignoring y/n." - joe

"yeah that was a dumb choice joe" - your mom

"i know. i told y/n that's why i stopped talking to her today and she flipped. i tried apologizing but she told me to leave. i understand why though, she has every right to react the way she do because i was an asshole." - joe

"a big one. but joe why are you telling me all this sweetheart?" - your mom

"i cant have her mad at me. i just got her back you know? and when we were upstairs setting up her room and catching up she did the talking and i listened, but it didn't matter to me. as long as she was there with me. i just haven't felt happy with someone like i did in that moment in a long time" - joe

"joe.. honey i think you aren't seeing something here" - your mom

"huh?" - joe

"are you listening to yourself? joe i think your feelings are coming back" - your mom

"n- no. i have a girlfriend. it was just a little crush i had when i was younger, all in the past." - joe

"are you sure?" - your mom

"yes. but how can i get her to not be mad at me?" - joe

"i don't know.. there's really nothing you can do to change the past" - your mom 

"i'm so mad at myself. lexie treats me like shit, i was on the phone with her before i walked over here and she told me that i needed to start working out more." - joe

"why did she say you need to work out more?"

- your mom

"she said all the rest i took while injured with my torn acl caused me to start losing my six pack. she told me lexie mathews doesn't date boys that don't have six packs. those exact words." - joe

"oh my, honey you don't deserve that."

- your mom

"i know.. but in a weird way i think she does it because she cares about me, like she's doing it out of love." - joe

"joe that's not true, i'm sorry but i'm telling you the truth. it sounds like she's just with you to say she's with you. you need to get out of that relationship" - your mom

"thanks for listening" - joe

"no problem, i'm always here for you. also, i promise i won't tell anyone what you told me"

- your mom

"yeah please don't" - joe chuckled in attempts to lighten the mood

when we walked back inside y/n had just walked into the kitchen.

she looked up at me with a sad look in her eyes, i watched her mouth open to say something but i stopped her. y/n's mom walked into the living room to leave us alone.

"i'm heading out now, don't wanna bother you"

- joe walked past her

"wait- can we talk?" - you

"huh?" - joe stopped and turned to face her

"i don't want to fight joe. i just got back, and i don't want there to be negative tension between us." - you

"i done want to fight either. but you're right with how you reacted, i'm really sorry." - joe

"that's the thing. you know what you did was wrong so i shouldn't hold it against you." - you

"do you want to have a movie night? at my house? i'll cook dinner." - joe

"sure" - you smiled at him

"great" - joe smiled back

"since when are you a cook through joey?" - you

"since the idea popped into my head that i should cook food for you as an apology" - joe made you laugh

that beautiful laugh. it made my cheeks heat up.

"i'm going to get ready. sweats is okay right?"

- you

"yeah" - joe

"okay perfect. i'll see you then?" - you started walking away

"uh yeah" - joe smiled

y/n gave me another smile before she walked away and i heard her footsteps go upstairs.

i excitedly walked towards the front door with a smile on my face.

"get her joe" - your mom smiled

"at least break up with miss breast implants before you start flirtin with my daughter"

- your dad

"im not flirting, im trying to rebuild a friendship. also, she's got a fake butt too" - joe

"gah dang" - your dad

"you need to get out of that relationship joe"

- your mom

"i plan on it" - joe smiled before walking out the door.

things are finally going in a good direction.

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authors note: and i released another chapter 😭

i just love writing this story so much.

hope you enjoyed 💜

[sebastiansluts]

HIS IG STORY OMG ?? innocent reader is crying and had just gone through her first breakup and dbf/stepdad!seb sees her then lectures her about boys her age and manipulating her into fucking him so he makes her sit on his lap and he ends up taking her virginity + frotting, him comforting-manipulating her the entire time, daddy kink, beard kink, praise, corruption, etc

I'M STILL NOT OVER IT

Sebastian Stan x Reader; dub!con, stepdad!seb, age gap NOT underage (reader is 20, Seb is 40s), manipulation, frottage, vaginal sex, daddy kink, beard kink, praise, slight dumbification

ANY HATE WILL BE DELETED THIS IS A JUDGEMENT FREE ZONE DON’T LIKE, DON’T INTERACT; MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+

You burst through the front door, sobbing, skirt and top askew. You threw yourself down on the couch, not noticing your stepdad, Sebastian sitting in the chair next to it.

"Honey? What happened?" he asked, reaching over and rubbing your back.

You turned your head so you look at him. "I got dumped because I wouldn't sleep with him," you wailed, turning back into your pillow.

"Well honey, that's because you were dating a boy, not a man. A man knows how to wait until his girl is ready. Oh baby, come here, come sit on my lap," Sebastian said, grabbing your hand and pulling you up and onto him. "Boys don't know how to treat a little girl like you, honey, you need a man like Daddy."

Sebastian pushed you until your head was tucked into his neck and shoulder, your forehead resting against his beard, your body plastered to his. "Daddy knows exactly how to take care of you honey, will you let me?"

"I- I don't know," you whispered, biting your lip.

"Just move your hips a little baby, back and forth, that's it! Such a good girl, look at you," Sebastian praised, one hand on your hip guiding your movements, the other on your back, rubbing it in circles.

"D-Dad, stop, I don't th-think-" you mumbled but he cut you off.

"You're right, you don't think, just let Daddy take care of you baby. You're not doing anything honey, just rubbing, there's nothing wrong with a little rubbing right?"

"I guess..." you trailed off into a small moan, hips pressing down harder on his as you felt your panties get damp. Sebastian suppressed his own moan, feeling it through his pants.

"You know, this would be easier without pants, let's take them off, honey. Still just rubbing, no need to worry." Sebastian undid his slacks, pushing them and his briefs down to his thighs, his cock hard and pointing straight up at you.

You gulped and jumped as you felt Sebastian's hands at your waistband. "Shh, just taking yours off too honey, it's okay, nothing's happening, just gonna show you how I'd take care of you," Sebastian reassured, pulling panties down and off your legs carefully, leaving your skirt on. "See? Even have your skirt still on, can't do anything wrong if you're still dressed, can you?"

"I don't..." you trailed off again as Sebastian guided his dick between your legs, moving your hips back and forth, the wet slide making you moan.

"That's it sweetheart, fuck, just like that," Sebastian murmured, hands on your hips, helping you move back and forth, faster, rutting you against his dick.

"Doing so well honey, you wanna try feeling even better?" he asked, hands stilling your hips, making you whine.

"Y-yeah," you stuttered, desperately trying to get your hips moving again, wetter than you ever remember being.

"Okay honey, Daddy's gonna put just the tip in, okay? Just the tip, won't go any further unless you want it sweetheart," Sebastian said as he angled his dick to your pussy, pushing the head in.

You gasped at the sudden feeling, squirming in his lap, making him grip your hips tightly. "Shit, careful baby, Daddy doesn't want to do anything you're not ready for."

"D-Da- um, Daddy?"

Sebastian groaned, hearing you call him that. "Yes sweetheart, what is it? You feeling good?"

"Mhmm I think so, but I um, I want more," you said shyly, keeping your face hidden in his neck.

Sebastian bit his lip holding back another groan. "Yeah honey? Want Daddy to put it all in?" he asked as he slowly pushed in the rest of the way, pulling you until you were fully seated in his lap.

You gasped, squirming again. You brought your hand up to his beard, stroking it, trying to get used to the the strange full feeling.

"You doing okay sweetheart? How's it feel, tell Daddy," Sebastian murmured, hugging you to him, arms around your waist, letting you adjust.

"Feels...full D-Daddy," you managed, turning and rubbing your cheek against his, feeling his beard rasp against you, soothing you.

"Yeah, I bet it does honey, you're so tight. That's a good thing sweetheart," he rushed to add when you started trying to pulling away. "Need a tight little pussy to ruin," he muttered, hips lightly thrusting, not able to hold back anymore.

"Oh!" you gasped, new sensations sparking through you. You buried your face harder in his neck, hands moving to grip his arms, pressed back against the chair, his hands on your hips, lifting and dropping you on his dick slightly.

"That's it baby, you just let Daddy finish taking care of you, gonna make you feel so good sweetheart, whenever you're ready you come, okay? No need to hold it back, Daddy wants you feeling good."

His hips began pumping up a bit faster, a bit harder, and you moaned as you felt something building inside you. "Daddy, I- I think I'm gonna," you whispered, your hips moving desperately against his hands.

"Yeah, come on honey, give it to Daddy, lemme see you come, lemme see you feeling good, all for Daddy," Sebastian murmured, turning his head to press a kiss to your temple.

You whimpered as you felt your orgasm hit you, tightening around his dick, shaking as you relaxed, melting into his lap.

"Fuck baby, that was perfect, you're so good honey, Daddy's so proud of you. My little girl, not so little anymore, you're finally not a virgin anymore! Look at you, coming on your Daddy's cock like a pro. Gonna fill you up now honey, okay? Gonna fuck you full of my cum, let you leak it out slow, until I fuck you full some more," Sebastian groaned, his hips tensing as he came, shooting deep inside you.

You tried to get up, but Sebastian didn't let you up. "Where you going baby? I said I was filling you up again," he grinned, pressing a kiss to your forehead, tucking you back against him.

[thekillingjoke-haha]

YOU ARE WERE MINE

Summary: Sacrifices are often made for the ones we love....even if it might hurt.

Parings: Sam Winchester x Male!Reader, Hinted at Male!reader x John Winchester, and Sam Winchester x Unmentioned girls

Warning?: Bi Sam ,Dean still flirting with reader, No jess death for M/n, Reader is a hunter...and never told Sam, Yellow-eyes, mention(hint at) smut

Sam looked up at M/n with a smile he wore a sexy fireman outfit for the bar outing the yellow shirt looked like it was going to rip if the surprisingly taller male flexed a little too much the red suspenders held up loss fitting brown pants and a axe that leaned on the door frame. "Come on Babe dress up a little." He said tightening the suspenders straps.

"You know I don't like Halloween." Sam sighed as his boyfriend came up to him kissing his cheek with a mischievous smirk. "Too bad guess I can't give you your treat." The h/c man growled nipping his ear as he walked out of their shared bedroom. With a fake pout he chased after him. "If I put on a Halloween shirt will it pass?" He said hopefully putting his arms over M/n shoulder causing him to put his hands on his hips. "Hmmm....If I get to pick the shirt." Sam chuckled and nodded. He'll soon regret that.

Luis was loosing his shit laughing at the shit while M/n smiled proudly at what his boyfriend was wearing it was a plain dark gray t-shirt with the words 'Just the tip. I Promise.' And a knife. "This has to be your best work, N/n." Stephan, M/n best friend, said dressed as a cop high fives the awaiting hand.

M/n gave Sammy a small grin and winked causing him to blush slightly. It was time to celebrate with friends Sam's accomplishment he can wait later to celebrate with Sam his own way.

(Time skip past smexy times~might do it later)

M/n woke up in a empty bed to the sound of a fight he quickly got up in only his boxers to see what was wrong. He knew it was human since he had symbols all under wall paper and floor boards. Turning on the lights he sees Sam and a shorter man next to him "Sammy?" He said causing both of them to look over maybe he should have put on pants eyes raked down his form. "Woah. Hi I'm Dean Rapunzel's older brother. You must be his roommate..." The green eyed man bit his lip looking down south of the s/c man before him. "...I just love Scooby-Doo.~" Dean said keeping his gaze on the mystery machine briefs M/n was wearing. Sam quickly got between both of them pushing his brother back. "Dean this N/n my boyfriend" A confused look crossed his face. "Where's Jess you girlfriend?" He asked. "She was my roommate graduated a year ago and M/n moved in."

Dean looked back at M/n the flirtatious smirk back on his face. "You're way out of my brothers league." Sam put a around his boyfriends waist pulling him close. "Why are you here Dean?" There was a pause of silence. "Dad hasn't been home in a few days." The blonde said before it was shot down. "Let me rephrase. Dad's on a hunting trip and hasn't been home in a few days." With that Sam tensed up and looked over to M/n. "I'll be right back." His tone rushed as he peeked him in the cheek and left their shared apartment brother in tow.

Once the sound of their foot steps were heard going down the stairs M/n sighed his hand running through his bed head. "Fucking Winchester’s." He mumbled before going back up stairs going to his old room. M/n went to the closet moving boxes out of the way till he got to the duffel bag he was looking for. A burner phone weighed heavy in his hand as he wandered back to bed. "If he goes I go." He mumbled to himself looking at the mirror on the nightstand. M/n has been off and on with hunting ever since he started dating Sam and he knew who he was the moment his last name left his lips, but he only put on a smile and gave him his first and middle name since L/n were famous in the community.

Sam came back to the apartment and started to pack a bag. "Sam what's going on?" M/n said innocently as he watched more of his boyfriends clothes fill the bag. "Just going to help look for Dad. Probably just went out with a old friend and didn't bother to pick up." Sam zipped up the bag as he threw it over his shoulder. "You know what's Monday right?! You can't just not show up it's your dream on the line, Babe!" M/n stepped forward slowing down the rushed pace. "I know...you're right and I'll be back on Monday." We walked out of the building. "Promise to call me when you get there." The h/c man said hugging the long haired brunette close. "I promise." With a final kiss goodbye M/n waved him off before going inside. Time to jump back into the L/n family business. Pulling out the burner it rung as the first number was dialed. "I don't give a damn of you are the IRS or girl scouts selling fucking cookies it's one am you idjit!" The familiar voice rung out. "Good talking to you to Uncle Bobby." M/n chuckled and the older man's breath caught in his throat. "Well I'll be damned do my ears deceive me or is that little F/n all grown up?"

"Glad you didn't trash this number."

"What are you calling for boy its still 1am?" Bobby asked.

" I need to pick up my truck. I'm going hunting."

~~~~Time Skip~~~~

Sam sat in the motel room trying to call M/n, but he didn't pick up. If only he knew that right at that moment he was beheading a vampire while laughing like a sadistic prick. After cleaning the blood off and burning the barn that held the nest M/n tried calling back when it picked up he heard Sam's distressed voice. "M/n now is not a good time. I'm so cold hold me" A voice spoke over Sam's. "Who the hell was that?!" I heard a loud hissing noise. "Sam!" That's when a shotgun went off, glass shattered, and the lime went dead. M/n stood up and paced un his room it would be late before he got home he'll have to hall ass to get there before Sam.

Going out to the truck he opened the bed lifting the metal cover and false bottom loading the weapons. He had no time to drop it back off. The road was silent till a voice interrupted it. "Hello, handsome. What's the rush?" Almost swerving into a ditch M/n looked over and saw a man with graying blonde hair. Reaching for a weapon the man's eyes flashed yellow gazing at him. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." He snapped causing the h/c make to look straight and push hard into his seat. "You're the little Winchester’s boy toy. Well in two hours he'll be home and dead by the time you arrive." M/n's breath caught in his throat. "Liar. I'm not stupid every hunter has heard what happened to Mary it doesn't take a genius to see they weren't the only one's. You need him alive and well, so why are you hear?" He growled low in his throat as the demon chuckled. "Got me there. You see Sammy boy needs to get back in the life and you being, I don't know, alive is getting in the way." The pressure grew stronger on the restrained man's chest till he almost could feel his lungs squeeze. "But I'm a business man. You work for me you live and maybe see Sam again or die in a blaze and the last thing he sees is your burning corpse. Can't be a protective boyfriend if your dead."

"What will happen to me if I agree?" That's when a sick smile pulled on his lips. "You become a demon. No a demon doesn't possess you! You yourself become one you memories and personality intact. So deal?" He held his hand out to the s/c man as he sighed taking his eyes from the road. "Deal." The demons yellows eyes shined bright as he yanked the young man forward pressing their lips together sealing it. "You are mine." He growled possessively as M/n pulled out his phone and dialed Sam's number. It went to voice mail. "Hey Rapunzel. I want you to know...I love you. Hold on to that, never let that go. You mean the world to me...so once you figure out how to open you voice mail this is waiting for you."

Sam woke up from his nightmare of his burning apartment building. It been almost three years since then and he never gotten over it. It took a year to get to his messages and what M/ n left behind gave him more questions then answers. He couldn't even get into the apartment before the flames erupted. Sam had doubts about M/n in the fire, but after the police report was released only one casualty of M/n Middle/n. Dean tried to tell my it would at some point get better, but the guilt still felt heavy in his chest. Nightmares of M/n in the fire not in pain, but seeming to absorb the flames made him question what really happened. The brothers had a lead on yellow eyes that their dad led them to. It all seemed to convenient that after the fight he knew to much about the demon that pledged his nightmares. The warehouse was falling apart it was in shambles as Dean parked baby next to it. "Are you sure this is the place?" Sam asked his brother. "Dad said this was it. Load up." Dean got out the car popping the trunk. This didn't feel right.

Tied up, beaten, and tortured. The Winchesters look up at their own fathers face with those horrid yellow eyes. "You boys never questioned a thing didn't even hesitate to come inside!" He chuckled darkly as the surrounding demons grinned. "This would have been the part where I laugh at you kill you dragging your sorry souls to hell to be my toys for the next millennium, but I have something better!" Signature Winchester grin lifted his lips as he called out seeming to no one. "Oh, honey bear! Come say hi." The sound of a strong gust of wind came from behind them as the clack of well made dress shoes hit the shifty floor boards. A man wearing black dress pants, shoes, and a open f/c(not black) silk button up. His back was to the brothers as John lifted his head up to kiss the man's cheek. Turning around white eyes looked at them, but that face was unmistakably M/n's a scar on his brow but it was him. Sam was chocked up M/n was in front of him looking well and oh God he's with enemy that took their dad's body as a meat suit.

"Do you like him, Sammy? Hells best torturer!" John said running his hands over M/n as the man kept his gaze locked on the tallest Winchester analyzing him as he seethed with anger at the demon touched his boyfriend. "Oh the things he's done would make Lucifer blush." Yellow-eyes trailed his hand down the scarred chest biting his lip making Sam struggle more. Snapping his fingers the other demons took Dean, but Sam was left there. "You're not useful to me dead Sammy boi." The demon circled him. "What's the best kind of torture, love?" M/n seemed to move for the first time getting right in front of Sam dropping to his knees being face to face with him. Cupping the beaten cheek of the hunter in his s/c hand his white clouded orbs turned the lively e/c giving a sympathetic look before it switched off. "Physiological." Sam didn't notice the room shifted into their old apartment tears pooled in those e/c eyes. "Where were Sammy?" A hiccup in between silent cries ended the sentence as a scene played out of M/n on the phone trying to talk to Sam before it cut off. "I needed you!" A scene of M/n chained to a wall seeing figures of his past hurt him till he gave in. "You were mine. And you threw it all away, threw me away like garbage!" The images went to Sam being with girls, but he could see familiar h/c hair in the background.

Tears rolled down Sam's face as white eyes filled his vision the eyes he loved fading away. What felt like hours happened in only a few seconds and within those seconds Sam was broken. He buried his face into the palm still cupping his cheek. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry!' Sam would do anything for his M/n back even if it meant killing the monster his father has become. A gentle kiss stopped the trail of tears. "You are mine."

~~~~~~~~~~~

A/N: Quote= I love you. Hold on to that, never let that go. -The Vampire Diaries

Tagged: @spnquotebingo

First male reader it was fun.

[thedaredevilsgirl]

Broken Heart - Part 2

Warnings: A little angst at the beginning. Sebastian Stan being a great best friend and a good shoulder to cry on.

Word count: 1244

A/N: Sorry for the delay in posting part two, I had some personal issues but everything is taken care of now. Forgive any grammatical mistakes, English is not my first language.

Part 1 Part 3

It took less than an hour to hear a knock on your door, you open it quickly and see Sebastian standing there, he smiles sympathetically and shows you the two bottles he was holding.

"I brought Wine in case you want to cry and get drunk and Whiskey in case you want to cry, get really drunk and have a huge hangover tomorrow" He says entering your apartment and putting the bottles on the table.

"Which one do you recommend for a horrible ending?" He asks.

"Definitely Whiskey" he replies smiling.

You hug him tightly and start crying again, he wraps his arms around you returning the hug.

"I can't believe he broke up with me".

"Your tears were already staining his shirt, but he didn't care, he just wanted to take care of his best friend.

The two of them met a few years ago, long before you met Tom, and they became best friends almost instantly, they were almost like brothers, always looking out for each other and protecting each other. Sebastian literally threatened to beat Tom if he broke his heart, and frankly he was thinking of keeping this promise right now.

He helps you to sit on the couch and you take the bottle of whiskey, open it quickly and take a big sip, you felt the liquid burn in your throat and hoped it would ease your pain, but it didn't.

"Are you going to take it straight from the bottle? Is that the level of your sadness?" He asked smiling.

"Yes, that's the level of my sadness" she replied before taking another sip and passing the bottle to him who takes a large sip quickly.

"Ok honey, now tell me what really happened?" he asks worriedly.

"Ever since people found out about our relationship it seems like something has been going wrong, I've been called fat, ugly or self-interested all over the internet and people invade my privacy as if it doesn't matter" she passes her hand over her face trying to wipe the tears that were flowing "Don't get me wrong, most of his fans were super sweet to me and said they just wanted to see him happy, but others...they threw so much hate on me that I don't think I believe I can be his girlfriend anymore myself".

"But what exactly led you to break up?"

You recount everything that happened, all those people in front of your work, your boss fighting with you, the scratched car, and the fight with Tom while the two of you practically drank the entire bottle of whiskey.

"He took their side, said something about them just loving him too much, Then of course I said that kind of thing isn't love and said how much they were hurting me and he said it better end so I wouldn't be hurt" you let your head fall back against the couch.

"Y/N" you look at him "Don't think I am defending him, because I am not, I will always stand by you, what those people did to you was horrible and him defending them was even worse, but maybe he broke up with you to try to protect you" He holds your hand.

"Protect me from what?" she asks laughing.

"You said yourself that it was hurting you, maybe he just didn't want to see you get hurt like that anymore".

You laugh at his answer and roll your eyes.

"Y/N I'm serious, look the life of a known person is hard."

"I know, I knew that when we first started dating, that's why we kept it a secret."

"I know Tom loves you, shit, he tried my patience when you guys first met just so I could convince you to go on a date with him. Do you know how hard it is to have this life? It has been months since I have slept with someone, I am afraid to date anyone, I am afraid that this person is only getting involved with me for fame or money or I am afraid that this person really likes me and gets exactly this hate that you are living, it is terrible, if this happened to the woman I love I would probably break up with her to keep her safe. People see this life of fame and think everything is wonderful, but they don't know how painful it is to see someone you love being affected by it.

You lift the bottle and look deep into his eyes.

"Here's to this fucked up life."

He laughs before taking the bottle from your hand and taking a large sip.

"A toast."

•─────✧─────••─────✧─────•

The first thing you notice when you wake up is the unbearable headache, then you realize that you are naked on your bed and there is an arm around your waist. For a short while you think that maybe yesterday was just a dream and you and Tom never had that horrible fight and it didn't end, but some flashes from the night before fill your head and you realize what a shit you've done.

You look over and see Sebastian lying next to you on the bed also without clothes and you scream regretting it seconds later when it affects your headache.

"More shit" he says waking up, he looks at you and seems to realize also what happened last night.

You quickly get out of bed and start to get dressed.

"What did we do? What did we do? What did we do?" you say nervously, pacing from side to side.

Sebastian gets up and gets dressed as well before grabbing her arm and forcing her to stop.

"Honey, calm down ok" he says.

"How can I calm down, we just ruined our 5 year friendship".

"We didn't ruin anything, hey look at me" you look at him and take a deep breath trying to calm down "it was just sex, you were sad because of the man you love and I was needy, we were both drunk and ended up doing it, but we are best friends and we will stay best friends, nothing will change, ok?" He speaks and hugs you tightly.

"Ok" you answer him becoming a little calmer.

Your life managed to change drastically in less than 24 hours, you ended your relationship and ended up having sex with your best friend to console your broken heart. You were proud to say that you weren't dramatic, but you were certainly living in a lot of drama right now.

"Remind me never to drink again, please," you say embarrassed.

"If it's any consolation, you're great in bed, I'm sure Tom will miss it very much" he says laughing and you slap his arm playfully.

"You're unbelievable" you laugh and turn away from him before heading for the bathroom, but before you can get in you stop in front of the door and turn to look at him "Sebastian, I don't remember if we used condoms or not".

He stands thoughtfully for a few seconds before answering.

"We sure did, we were drunk but we are not irresponsible, don't worry about it" he shrugs and you agree with him.

It was just a one night stand, everything would go back to normal. You and Sebastian have been friends for years and this would not affect your lives at all, nothing would change.

Everything was going to be fine.

[strawbxrryneptune]

Clearing out the inbox, no longer writing <3

Inbox: 61

Drafts: 10

Latest: college “bully” bakugou

Bakugou

Breathe, Baby ♡♡

Getting a personal trainer was the best thing you could have done (smut)

Down Under ♡☆

In which your Australian guide gives you a private tour (smut, cw: snakes)

Her majesty ♡♡

Barbarian Dragon KiriBaku are supposed to be yours to own and fuck, but you smell too good for them to have any kind of control. (Smut, cw: threesome, monster fucking)

Half time ♡♡

Dating a basketball player was....interesting, to say the least. (Smut)

Toxic ♡♡

Bakugou is toxic, but you love it. (Smut, cw: drug use, toxic behavior)

Flames °°

Vampire Bakugou loves you too much (drabble, cw: death and blood)

Let me go °°

Losing yourself on patrol (drabble, cw: death)

Clean it ♡♡

Your boyfriend is crazy (smut, cw: gun play, weed mentions)

When We fall (how it started), ♡☆° ii iii

Katsuki Bakugou never saw himself as worth saving. If he was dumb enough to fall behind, dumb enough to let things get too much, then it was on him. (Smut, cw: talks of death, suicide, sacrilegious themes)

Burn ♡♡

Sometimes Bakugou gets overwhelmed (smut)

Squirt gun ♡♡

Bakugou skips date night (smut, cw: gun play, murder)

It's your day ♡♡

Your boyfriend takes care of you on your special day (smut)

Don't cry ♡♡

Your bully is nice sometimes (smut)

Darlin' ♡♡

You get courted by Southern Bakugou (slight smut)

Demon ♡♡

Your king loves feasting on you (smut)

Bull(y) ♡♡

Your bull companion gets jealous easily (smut)

I dare you ♡♡

Bakugou looks good in a skirt (smut)

Merge ♡♡

Bakugou wants to merge with you (smut cw: piss, gun play)

Smash Bros. pt. i pt ii art

You're engaged to one of the Mario brothers, but his best friend is really hot. (Smut, cw: threesome, knotting, cucking, voyeurism)

Killshot ♡♡

Parties weren't a common thing for you, so when you get called into the closet with your bully, you make sure to make this the most memorable night ever (Smut)

Falling in love with Bakugou ♧♧

Mine ♡♡

Bakugou shows his friends who you belong to (smut)

Unsure ♧♧

Bakugou wants to propose (fluff)

Married to CEO!Bakugou ♡♧

Flexible ♡♡

Farmer Bakugou tests your body's limits (smut)

Obey ♡♡

Bakugou doesn't like when you're bad. (Smut, cw: pet play)

Bootie ♡♡

Pirate Bakugou tries to steal your ship. (Smut)

The treasure of Fortis ♡♧°

Such a gentleman ♡♡

Witch!Bakugou drabble (suggestive themes)

Rough hands ♡♡

Southerner Bakugou folds you in half on the toolshed (smut)

Fucking Bakugou in Hot Topic ♡♡ (smut)

UA in the hood ♡♡

(Smut, cw: drug mentions, gang mentions)

Him ♧°

You can always count on him to make you feel better (fluff, slight angst)

College BKG

enemies to lovers, just straight smut tbh w some plot

Ask Games

Send me a word + Bakugou

Cloudburst

Apple

Oh oh Honey

[justcafewriter]

I just had my period too, this is probably gonna comforting for me also. Thanks for req sweetheart 🥺.

Lev, Akaashi and Kita Comforting Their S/O in Her Period.

Haiba Lev

‌Lev used to be clueless when it comes to understanding a woman. He didn't know why suddenly, you, his gf, have a constant bad mood in a certain date. He didn't know why you suddenly craving for food and eat a lot of sweets/snacks. He didn't know why you crying easily and being emotionally unstable.

‌It's like a puzzle to him until his dear sister teach him a few things about woman and period is one of them.

‌He looks scared okay, he seems like he skip the sex ed or straight didn't even give attention about it.

‌Once he realized about period he start to take notice if it's your special day of month.

‌He'd notice immediately every time you went through PMS and he will be ready to treat you to lots of sweets. He will also help you carrying stuffs, he even will sends you links of cute animals whenever you seems in the bad mood.

‌"Lev baby, I just saw the baby cats video you sent!! it's so cute!" You say to Lev when you meet him after school, he welcomed you with a big beautiful grin as he wrapped his hand on yours.

‌"I'm glad you like it. the baby cats, they remind me of you. Both of you look so cute." He sheepishly said.

‌You blush at his remark but suddenly you felt a cramp on your stomach, the damn period thingy, you cursed inside your head.

‌"Baby are you okay?" Lev asked. Both of you stopped walking.

‌"Y-yeah.. it's just, I got cramp." You explained to your sweet boyfriend.

‌"Wait, lemme carry you on my back. Hurry. My sister said to me to compress the stomach whenever you have a period cramp." Lev said.

‌"Uhm.. how did you know it's a period cramp?" You asked him as you never told about your period to him.

‌"So.. it's not? I mean, it's usually this time around you got your period so.."

‌"Lev!! You know my period schedule??" You shocked at his remark.

‌"I.. I shouldn't know about it?" Guilt and embarrassment showing on his face and it looks so damn cute.

‌"I didn't mean it that way, it's just, so cute. And is it why you always treat me some sweets and extra kind to me?" You asked only to have a double nods from him.

‌You can't contained the feeling of how lovely your boyfriend is so you hug him tight and show him how thankful you are to have him by your side. And having a period cramps and constant unstable emotions sounds okay to you as long as you have Lev by your side.

Akaashi Keiji

‌I don't want to repeat the same fact over and over again but really, Akaashi is the sweetest boyfriend!

‌He also has his part of knowledge about your period, when will it happen, what you feel when you have it and how annoying you could be when you're on it.

‌Sometimes when the period cramp become unbearable to you, he feels like he want to take it from you. Because seeing you in pain makes him worry. But he can't do that so he will give you cuddles whenever you were lying on the bed in crouching position to ease away the pain.

‌Sometimes he will rub your stomach lightly as you say when he did that, the cramp seems like go away and it makes you feel better.

‌He will ask you right away if you want cuddles or if you need anything from him. "Period cramps?" He would ask while seeing you crouching on the bed. You were just nodding your head, so he walked over you and sat on the bed.

‌"Do you want to cuddles?" He asked. His hand rub your arm.

‌"I want you to rub my tummy if you would?" You asked before you get up so you were sitting while facing him.

‌"Sure, honey. Come here." Akaashi said, a worried smile covering his face and he open his arms wide while he rest his back on the head board behind him.

‌You climbed up and sat between his thighs, your back facing me before you lay your head on his firm chest. His hands lingering around your body before his right hand slip under the pajama your wearing. The sensation of his warm hands touching your bare stomach feels nice that you left out a sigh of relief.

‌"Is it nice?" He asked with a low voice. You hummed for agreement and you decide to take his other hands on your own, intertwined them which you knew it makes Akaashi feels happy.

‌"Thank you for doing this to me, Keiji." You said as you look up to him. He give you a warm smile before he lowered himself and kiss your lips. The kiss you share was sweet and it somewhat also ease the bad cramps you had. "It's my pleasure to help you, sweetheart." He said after the kiss and both of you were still in that position until you both fall asleep.

Kita Shinsuke

‌Kita wil treat you like a queen in a daily basis so when it comes to you to facing a period issues, you will be spoiled.

‌He will also willingly to buy you pads if you ever run out of it! It's not problem to him and he didn't really feel a tiny bit of embarrassment for it.

‌He will also gladly to buy you lots of ice cream, a cookies, some candies and even buying you some medicine to ease away a bad cramp or a bad pimple which come whenever you had your period.

‌"Baby I'm sorry, I feel so ugly right now I don't think we can go on date today." You said to Kita while he was visiting you so both of you can go to date.

‌He will sigh, loudly. He will look at you with a lot of disappointment and you feel guilty. "I'm sad not because we can't have a date, but I'm sad because you said that you're ugly. I'm sorry for never make you feel beautiful, I've failed as a boyfriend." He said again.

‌"Shinsuke it's not.. baby no, I don't mean like that I mean. I'm sorry, I.. You always makes me feel beautiful okay it's just, this damn pimple is horrifying and.. and I-" You tried to search for words but seeing how hurt Kita looks, you feel bad.

‌"I don't care about it because no matter what, for me, you are the most beautiful girl in the world." Kita said. He come closer to you before he put his hands on your cheeks and kiss your lips softly.

‌"I'm sorry that you have a rollercoaster emotion because it's your special day today. I wish I could take all of the bad things you felt but I can't. But please, don't call yourself ugly because you are not." He said after the kiss.

‌"Baby.." Your tears rolling down on your cheeks only to be wiped away by Kita. "Let's have a date in here, we can have a homemade meals and we can watch some movies or playing games. I bought some cookies too." He smiles as he say that. You could swear that having a period never been so special before you having Kita as your boyfriend.

[sunseteyes]

FLUFFVEMBER DAY 15: YUU NISHINOYA

prompt: museums (prompts are by @jojosmilktea)

word count: 840 words | themes: gen!reader. pure fluff i swear

tags: @liliannyah (hi honey here ya go) @kacchanori @chickynn @todominica @sparkleswritings @brinthie @patricia-ceballos @giyuus-wife @bitchtrynafck @astrxrism @animatedarchives @deephasoceanmagic @strawberrysalwa (send a dm/ask to be added!)

rv: this is kinda cute and sweet i actually liked how this turned out. i actually forgot to edit this and now it’s 4am and it’s a good thing i’m awake or i wouldn’t have posted this in time jxjdjdj. oh and wow i can’t believe i’m already halfway there before i finish fluffvember jdjdjd

✒︎ loud

your eyes glanced up, shifting your gaze from one statue to another as they twinkle upon the aesthetics of the architecture. you yourself had been to a couple of museums before but it sure is your first time to ever appreciate it now that you are not just obligated to be here on a field trip with your classmates and teachers, with an awaiting reflection form by the time you all finish the trip.

now, you were with someone whom you're truly wanted to come here with—but he's not really that unfamiliar at all.

"hey remember when we had that trip in the museum—i just don't remember what that museum was called—but we pranked tanaka-san and he was dragged down the staircase? i mean, i'm sure it hurt but it was so funny, he was so relieved he won't go inside the museum because we all know it's so boring." nishinoya laughs out loud, and it was you who had gotten anxious of the people around you whether they had truly heard the words he said and are now sending weird glances to the two of you.

"but hey it's not like it is boring now that we're together—i mean, now that i'm with you—or did the other sounded better?" he began to stutter before you can even take a look around, your eyes catching the little bit of blush that accumulated on his ears as he scratched the back of his neck shyly. you had the sudden urge to tease him for his bashfulness but you decided to spare the other for that torture and merely smiled, silently walking side by side as you head on to the building.

you had the same thought anyway. the memories from before could easily fade away due to the loss of memorable moments that you could keep, but now you doubt that you would even forget the feeling of naturality and freshness that radiates from your aura as you entered the beautifully constructed doors and lay your eyes on the insides of the entrance.

"woah!" nishinoya says loudly and you whip your head at him, gesturing him to stay quiet or else the guards will probably take the both of you out—which would be embarrassing but it sounds fun too. however, maybe taking a good look around first would be the best considering that you two took the liberty of planning about this outing, or date, or whatever it's called.

"we should lower our voices, noya. we'll get kicked out if we're noisy." you say in a hushed voice and he nods enthusiastically while gesturing as if he was zipping his mouth, making you giggle on the back of your hand.

he laces his fingers back to yours and you let him be, guiding you through the hallways and doors of the museum, as if he knew where he was going. for a moment there, you were thinking that nishinoya has a map of the museum on his mind but that would be impossible... right?

"you sure do know your way around here." you remarked, your eyes scanning on a beautiful painting painted in your favorite colour, its hue instantly catching your eyes, making you halt in front of it, pulling nishinoya to do the same in the process.

“i just remembered my way around here. this is where we first met, right?" he halts and just when you looked at your surroundings, it all felt so familiar yet new at the same time. everything is still kept intact but a few paintings were replaced, however you could still remember that one painting from before and you immediately knew what nishinoya was talking about.

"this... you still remember?" you kept your voice down but you couldn't help but let out a scoff of unbelief, locking eyes at nishinoya who nodded enthusiastically with a huge grin on his face.

"of course. how could i possibly forget? you're the one who called me out for sneezing loud!" he didn't seem like he was complaining but you somehow felt bad that it was how your first meeting was like to your current boyfriend, whom you only had developed feelings with years after the said meeting.

"you really like museums, don't you, (y/n)? that's why i wanted to take you here for our first ever anniversary." he says as he was looking straight at one of the paintings, his eyes glued there but there was a soft smile on his face that you had no idea if it was because of you or the artwork.

but either way, it's still enticing to watch the glimmer of adoration in nishinoya's eyes, sparkling as if he was a star inside a museum. and for you, he was.

squeezing his hand, you leaned close to his side and turned to admire at the same painting he was looking at. and you found that despite being inside the peacefulness of the museum, nishinoya's presence is still loud, along with the drumming of your heart that is now beating for him.

[muffindaddystyles]

HIP DISLOCATION AT FIRST SIGHT.

Summary: where you're a waitress at Harry's favourite friends-hangout spot, he secretly likes you and you're having a rough day.

Warning: angst and fluff.

You're a beaming sparrow rolling onto balls of your feet from one booth to another taking orders and being sure of customer's satisfaction at it's peak. Sure, managing a five to nine waitress job isn't anyone's dream but paying tuition fees and bills can make anyone work.

Harry loves to be at this resturant you work; perhaps there's something 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 he loves rather than goofing around with his friends at late hours in any of the booths in far corner.

When he first came here it was for a date who stood him up and you wouldn't lie that you kinda tiny bit of manifested for it but went through a broken heart seeing Harry's sad eyes after him lingering to that one hope that his date would show up.

He was relieved that you helped him at that time with you again and again popping your head just to ask him, if he needs any refills for which he would just kindly quip 'thanks love, bu' it's already tipplin' out from rim.' Or you askin' him if he'll like to fill his belly with some appetizers? Poor him didn't ate anythin' from menu just waiting for his date that day.

From that you got to know he's such a gentleman who got his heart stepped on.

He found you enticing. So, fuckin' beaming even with all of the customers tantrums. Them fussing around for the mess their kids created and Harry couldn't take his eyes away from the slight curve your body molded into when you walked away from him.

With his few more visits you got accustomed that what he likes and the one favourite dish of yours from the resturant you recommended him one time, he licked the plate clean giggling coyly at your reaction.

But today it's different. He's chatting around with his friends, they look super chill, comfy clothes, relaxed postures and a train of light conversation that never seems to end.

You were admiring them from your spot waiting for the tray of food for the table 201 ready to take Harry's and his friend's order after that, suddenly a whine escaping from your lips and you bended your calve to soothe out the drastic pain in your hip-bone.

Zoe one of the hostess gave you a sympathetic smile handing you the tray, "hurtin' like a bitch." You hissed to her toes curling. You've been having this pain for like a week but whatever exercises you're doing it wouldn't budge to ease out.

Maintaining a decent gait you headed towards the last table of your shift before closing, smiling at all of them sweetly, whatever you did not to lock your gaze with Harry it anyhow happened by Cupid's wishes.

"Hi everyone, I'm your waitress and will be takin' your orders." You chirped taking out the sequin notepad from the front pocket of your lace apron and Harry's friends couldn't help but to notice how the tips of his ears turned red, eyes glassy with adoring sheen and lips quirking up shyly.

You noted down everyone's littlest of details turning your head down towards Harry, your voice immediately cooing into a soft one softer than you usually use to be polite with costumers.

"And Harry you'll have your usual?" He cleared his throat coughing into his elbow and everyone stifled a fond laugh just for his sake, "yes, please." His please was so gentle that it melted you over the pastel mauve tiles almost making you forget your pain.

The moment you spinned with your back behind them Harry's loving female friend pinched his cheek, "looks like someone gotta girl crush."

Everyone was chatting but Harry's mind and heart was all for you, it didn't slip out from his sheer notice that you're having it rough today; ponytail loose, cheeks flushed not with the warmth you feel from Harry's presence but with the pain zapping in your leg like an electric shock.

His eyes stayed glued to the way your nails coated into hot red nail polish aren't drumming against the counter as they usually do when you wait for the order instead they're clutching around the edges tightly paling your knuckles and now Harry feels concerned.

Another contraction but you didn't startled yourself. No way you're gonna get made fun of yourself infront of Harry, it would be so embarrassing.

Harry peers up at you with a frown when you heads to their table for refills but you didn't meet his eyes. What his friends will say? That you're a cheap waitress drooling for a bambi eyed, hickorey curls, sunny guy.

But damn when your hands wavered while lifting the jug to pour a glass of water, and you sucked your bottom lip to swallow your agonising gasp Harry wanted to lurch from his seat and ask you what's happening because it's frustrating at this point looking you being so wrecked.

You weakly smiled at all of them. Harry wants to stop you by grabbing your hand but he wants to respect you and doesn't want him to cross his boundaries.

You're back with a tray loaded of food and you're putting plates onto the table when an unbearable contraction of pain twitched inside you badly and you cried out a scream of horror, the tray slipping from your hand to the far corner of the table. The pain's so much your breath has got stuck in your chest causing you too see white.

"Y/n!" Harry panics hot on his feet scooping your side in his arms when you lurch forward unconsciously, even the tears aren't falling from your eyes stayin' at the bayline and you cry out in spurts of breaths dropping Harry's heart to his arse when he got the indication you couldn't breath.

"C-can't...b-" Harry immediately rubbed your back in soothing circles whispering with his honey rasp, "breath fo' me yeah, darlin'?". "S'alright. Jus' breath alon' me." You nod and everyone watches you in shock pity. At Harry's countdown you exhaled and inhaled breaths, his friends are in awe a love-at-first-sight, baby-steps love story is unraveling infront of them.

Harry makes you sit at his seat and you giggle shamefully breathily eyes glossy, "Thank you Harry. Can you..can you call zoe for me? She's right behind the counter." The words burning inside your throat and you're expecting another zap.

Harry's a bit hurt. He doesn't even know why! He wants be the one to take care of you but why you aren't gettin' it, why!?

You want to apologise to his friends but all the words just vanishes when zoe comes padding hurriedly Harry behind her with ever sad eyes, "bubs what happened?"

You're about to speak but another contradiction like someone's pulling at your vein and you're a goner but Harry's by your side holding your hand ignoring the twitch from your hardcore grip as if you'll fracture his hand too, "ah fuck! I think so I broke my hip. I'm fuckin' sure, it feels like dying." You scream jerking your leg and even though Harry's friends shouldn't look at you two with so much awement at the moment but they're still doing so because fuck they all are planning the same sight of both of you at the time of your labour because it may seems like you're popping out Harry's child outta your vagina at the moment.

"M'takin' ye' to hospital." Harry says with stern firmness in his voice because fuck boundaries he can't see you in such pain, "s'okay zoe can you take me to hospital?" You hissed writhing but Harry cuts you off. he's loosing his shit, "I don't care, can't see ya like this lemme help ye'."

Next thing Harry's helping your limpy body outside into the backseat of his car and the whole ride he's beside you one of his friend driving the car, you were a blushing mess at some second but another arching your spine so hard and Harry's instantly wrapping you up in his arms whispering sweet nothings through your tears.

You've gone through a little surgery and it's hour after you're shifted into a room that Harry takes a sigh of relief, you groan fluttering your eyes open the very first sight of yours is Harry into his yellow jumper and plaid trouser looking a tad exhausted.

You're on anesthetic and you're sloppy.

"Hi love feelin' kay? You went through a tiny surgery." He informs you but you pouts in response ignoring everything coming straight to the point, sober you would have never got guts.

"A-are ye' me boyfrien'..?" Your words are bit lisped and poppish, Harry chuckles swiping his thumb at your forehead.

"No' yet. Will be if ye' wan' me to." You bobbed your head like a good little girl observing your odd surroundings and fat tears sticks to your cheeks.

"What happened buns? Should I call doctor? Y'hurtin somewhere?" But you denied lower lip swelling for no reason or maybe medication.

"I've so mu-sh uni work to do, an' I've nothin' to wear on our date." Harry giggles wiping away your tears kissing the apples of your cheeks, stroking your head and you mewled like a kitten making Harry's throat go dry.

"No worries bunny. We'll go on a date whenever you'll want to." He just wants to shower you in his undeniable affectionate kisses but he's holding back, "fo' now go to rest. I'll have m'sober bunny peeking from the meadow in mornin' yeh?"

"Promise me you wouldn't leave?" You asks with doe eyes and he just wants to smash his lips to yours. Fuck. He waited so long.

"Did I, before'?" He asks you kissing your forehead gently trying not to irritate the plaster of your hip. You shook your head tucking your chin inside the comforter, "then I wouldn't even now."

In the morning you find your fingers buried into soft mess of curls and he was already up before you could try to even move your finger, "Harry?" Your voice hoarse from the drowsiness and he cups your cheeks asking if you're feeling dehydrated but you chuckled shaking your head.

"I feel high." He tucks his bottom lip inside his mouth at the fact you look more ethereal from this close, "high from anesthesia." He quips.

"Do you remember anythin' from last night?" He's anxious now how he'll bring to actually ask you out, "I do, from me litreally shouting like a lady bout to give birth to crying for not havin' any dress for our date." He's amused not just at the fact your memory didn't slipped but that you're more chatty and bubbly outta your waitress persona.

"Then it's solid?" He asks timidly and you nod humming coarsely leaning to peck his lips but he grabs you by neck not letting you pull back, thumbs all stroking, mouth moanin' for you and eyes closed into bliss.

"Wanted to kiss ye' so bad from so long." He deepens the kiss not caring if any doctor comes marching right now.

"Now I'm all yours to kiss. Kiss me whenever you want to."

[jaeminscoffee]

Drapetomania.

Drapetomania- An overwhelming urge to run away.

Pairing- Lee Taeyong x reader.

Genre- Angst, business!au

Word count- 2.73k

Warning- Mention of intake of alcohol, smoking and plans of running away.

Summary- A friend as good as ready to run away with you but you stop him dead in track, wanting solitude away from the cruelty of your world.

Ever felt like wanting to turn a blind eye towards all your responsibilities and just run away? 

The night was cold, gusty winds blowing through the open curtain of the ball room. Sounds of wine and whiskey glasses clattering filled the air. Sniffs of all sorts of cuisines from around the world had everyone's mouth watering. The entrance to the room leading up to the podium had a crimson carpet taut. All dressed fancy, women in gowns, men in tux. 

You yourself adorned a glitter black red flowing gown. Elegantly falling off your shoulder. The dress starting black, fading into red paired with a black bow heels, which was hidden by your gown pleats.

This was your life as the next head of your enterprise. Well, your father's company to be precise. It wasn't bad living in a world full of business talks, money exchange and complacency. 

Your company has earned its name as one of the top three of your country, alongside the Lee and Kim enterprises. The competition between all three companies was cut throat. All united and tranquil though, amidst all sorts of competition and the want to win, you were all acquaintances. 

All your parents dated a long time back, starting from their ancestors, passing through generations now passing onto you.

Business ran in all of your blood. 

As soon as you'd received your masters degree, your parents had immediately given you the post of the assistant manager at their company, not giving you a chance to state what your interests lie in. 

It wasn't half as bad as you'd thought it would be. You made a couple of friends going through the same as you, Lee Taeyong from the Lee Enterprise. Kim Doyoung and his younger brother Kim Jungwoo, from the Kim Corporations. Lastly, Jung Jaehyun from Jung Entertainments, CEO in training, a current partner and your fiancé. 

Yes, the Jung's and your family decided to merge ownership to create a much stronger stake.

This world, as lavish it sounds, snatches all types of freedom from you. Having money doesn't sound that bad, right? Having power sounds great, doesn't it? 

Well, it really isn't, you didn't get to enjoy the adult life you'd hoped for growing up. Not many stay beside you until you spend dollars on them either. The power either scared them or had their jealousy drive them away from you. 

Responsibilities came in one by one as a chain, giving you little to no time to breathe, adding onto that your wedding in a few months. You tried talking your way out of the arranged relationship, but it was futile. It was set once then it's set. No more turning points from there. 

The lad you're getting tied to wasn't bad, neither had he been rude to you, nor does he have that cockiness almost every other business man has. The arrogance was absent too. But rather, he was a gentleman, an absolute eye candy, a hard working young man. You were friends, as previously mentioned. You'd spoken the next day after the arrangement as you'd ran straight to the closest of your friends, Lee Taeyong, to bawl your eyes out of distaste. 

Jaehyun didn't want the marriage either, both of you were still so young, just starting your lives. 

Taeyong had to go through the same, but unlike your parents, they actually listened to him. 

That leads you to today, standing by the casement of your hotel room after exchanging a few formal greetings by the party hall, having Taeyong sit by the bed as your parents made their ments about the future of the company, possibly even announcing your marriage plan. 

"You know this hotel has a huge smoking prohibited board outside right?" Taeyong asked, clearing the air, coughing, watching you take swig after swig of your half burnt cigarette. You laugh at your friends' talks and silent complaints. This was the real you, you back talked, you screamed, you spent money on buying graphic t-shirts rather fancy clothes, you smoked, clubbed on the weekends. The real you was totally in contrast to you in front of the others. You were expected to be perfect, mannerisms on point not to disobey even.

"Yeah? And?" you said, puffing out the tobacco filled air right onto Taeyong's face, chuckling as he dramatically starts choking, exaggerating it a bit too much than required.

"I'm not going to help you when you get arrested," He said, shrugging his shoulders, standing up from the edge of the bed and standing beside you, taking the stick out of your hands, throwing it out of the window. You at him, looking up because of the height difference, "health comes first, princess" he said in feigned politeness, earning a smack on the shoulder as a reply from your end, "Oh fuck you, Lee" you reply with a petty tone having the toxic been taken from between your fingers. 

"So you dragged me all the way up to cuss at me or you have something to tell me?" he asked, breaking the silence taking over the air. You lean forward by the sill, looking outside the window as you let out a sigh, taking a whiff of the blustery night before turning towards Taeyong who already had his focus on you.

"It's about the marriage, and starting today, I-uh..I'll be taking over the company. I don't think I'm ready for it, Tae" you say, looking down at where your dress met the carpeted floor of your hotel room. 

You've had this talk with him multiple times, and he always had the same answer. What could the poor boy say anyways? 

"Y/n listen-" he was cut off by a soft knock on the door, the both of you whip your heads towards the door when the knocking occured again, "The door's unlocked!" you voice out. 

The door knob rattled the slightest, opening the wooden block by a little. "Y/n" a deep voice spoke, the door opening wider to display Jaehyun on the other end, a red velvet tux matching your clothing adorned his structure. "Jaehyun! Hey man!" Taeyong exclaimed, making his way towards the boy who stood with a wide smile after seeing his friend. "Hey Tae! Glad to see you didn't flee away from the party like you did last time" the boys laughed, embracing each other, you letting out a chuckle yourself. 

"Someone here, wouldn't let me run away until i take her along with me, I'm not stating names" Taeyong said jokingly, Jaehyun laughing at it, you poking your tongue out at the boys. 

"Can't have the spotlight taken away from the main, now can we?" Jaehyun said, the boys fist bumping at their adjoined 'tease Y/n until she's fuming' agenda. 

"Back to why I'm here, Your father's expecting you downstairs" Jaehyun looked over at you, your figure leaning against the now closed casement. "But i don't want to go down there" you reply grumpily, making your way towards the bed about to flop down, only to be stopped by Taeyong with his hands around your waist. "You're going to ruin your dress up, doll. Your mom won't let you breathe, then" he said pulling you up as you stand up right. 

"Right, almost forgot, thanks" you say, smoothing out the crease. Taeyong then pushed you towards your other friend, him catching you by your forearm. "Happy acting perfect! Oh also, all the best for the same" Taeyong said, waving as Jaehyun started pulling you out the room, ignoring your protests and whines. 

"Jae, i don't want to! They'll ask me to give speeches and you know how much i hate that!" you complain, trying to put all your weight onto the ground to make it hard for him to pull you, but he kept going with ease. "You don't really have to, we've finished that part of the day, thank the lords"

Jaehyun said, drawing a cross as you laugh at his antics. 

"Then why does father need me?" You see him pause the walk down the hallway towards the marble staircase, too fancy for your liking but already grown accustomed to it. 

"Because, they wanted to discuss something about the marriage" he said, resuming his steps. 

"What about it? There's still 7 months for it" you said, earning a sigh from the lad. This time, he stopped again, turning around to face you, gripping your shoulders in a soft, comforting grip. 

He looked at you hesitantly. Sensing something wrong, you grip his palms that rest on your shoulder, looking at him with a soft expression. "Jae.. Is something wrong?" you ask. 

"Y/n..about the marriage" he started, clearing his throat slowly then looking you straight in the eyes. "They.. My parents and yours.. They decided to.. Uh" he stopped, contemplating whether to let it out or not. 

"They decided to what? Jae just spit it out" you started to grow impatient.

"They decided to prepone our wedding"

-x-

You run down the hallway, towards the huge double doors leading to the party hall, frantically searching for your father, Jaehyun hot on your trail.

"Y/n wait up-"

"Father." you call out, finding him seated beside your mother, sipping on his whiskey. 

"Ah! If it isn't my pride! Y/n, your mom and Mrs.Jung-" he started, you cut him off. 

"Father, could i have a word with you in private?" you say, voice void of any form of emotion. 

"Of course, darling. Excuse me" he looked at the guests seated in the round table, smiling at them as you led him away from the crowd, to the hallway you'd previously run down.

"What is it, sweetheart?" He said, smile so wide it had to be fake. "You prepone the wedding?" your voice slightly quivered, crossing your fingers hoping it wasn't true. 

"Ah yes! I see Jaehyun already told you. I was thinking-" he started off again, with that honey coated voice of his. "why did you do that?" you step back, stumbling a bit. "Because the quicker the marriage, the faster the merge and more the profit, baby. It's all a full circle" he smoothened your hair out, you smack his hands away. "I'm not ready for a marriage yet, father! Two weeks? That's too early!" you scream at him, disbelief evident in your voice. "Oh of course you're ready! You're the daughter of a businessman, you're born ready!" he said, with pride, his shoulders pulled back. 

"I-i'm really not, dad. It's too soon, i don't want it. I'm going to call off the wedding-" you shakily say, turning around to make your way back to where Jaehyun stood, to be pulled back with much force. 

"Listen Y/n, It isn't about what you want or what you don't. You're ready when i say so, you get married when i say so. If you, ever, dare ruin our partnership with the Jungs, you see what you'll have to face." he said with a glare, giving you one last look before pausing to correct his bowtie, making his way back to the ballroom. 

Taeyong who had just so happened to make his way down the stairs, had unintentionally eavesdropped the entire conversation. He'd wanted nothing more than just to pull you in close, but after scanning the room, he saw your fiance standing there, by the corner, looking at Y/n then at him.

Taeyong nodded his head forward, wanting Jaehyun to come in and soothe you with comfort talks, but the latter shook his head. 

Your soon to be husband would probably be the last person you'd want to see, and so he faded back into the crowd. 

Taeyong hesitated first, having two successors seen together at a party isn't a news that should reach anyone, unless you're engaged, but seeing you let out a feeble sob, pulled his last string, and he made his way quick down the stairs, the hallway, pulling you into a tight embrace as soon as he reached you. 

"T-Taeyo-" you start between your feeble sobs, controlling yourself to not have a full on breakdown and create a scene at the party. "Shh doll, don't say anything, i heard it all" his voice calming, rubbing your back his palms in a comforting manner. "It's too e-early, Tae, i haven't even s-started living my life to th-the fullest yet and here-" you pause to inhale deeply, "-here i am, getting pulled in work after work, cutting my dreams out c-completely" you sob harder into his chest. 

"It's alright.. " he said, slowly starting to make his way out the crowded area, back up the stairs to where your rooms were located, unlocking your door upon reaching. 

"Is it? Of course it isn't Tae!" you let out louder now having the freedom to breathe normally, speak out all your pent up frustration. 

"It's just the stakes he cares about.. Not me, never has it been me and never will it be me." you spoke up before he could. 

"It was always about business. Never about me personally, and that hurts for thinking." you stop, burying your head into your palm, crying your heart out. 

Taeyong stood there, in front of you with a saddened glaze hooding his dark hazel eyes. The words you let out came from a very heartbroken, left to feel the pain alone girl. 

This is the harsh world of business and entertainment. 

He made his way closer to you, kneeling down in front of you, placing his hands over your legs to get you to look at him. No vail. 

"Y/n..doll, you see, we were forced into this world prior to adulthood, no consent whatsoever, we're just robot's basically, programmed to be perfect in all aspects." he started slow. "But there's nothing we can do about it"

With that the room went silent. The only sounds being from the loud acoustic downstairs and your sobs. 

You get up from your bed all of a sudden, sadness now turning to desperation and want for freedom. You make your way into the closet, taking out your already packed luggage, stuffing in whatever was left outside. 

"I'm really not ready-" "Y/n? What are you doing?" he said, voice panicked watching his friend throw random fabrics in. "And I'm tired of this-" "Y/n stop-" "-all of this" "Y/n-" 

"I should've done this long back-"

Taeyong grew even more panicked every second passing by, it only worsened when he saw you take the luggage and make your way towards the door. He took a hold of your hand in a tight grip as you felt the air turn black around you. It was hard to breathe with all the thoughts running through your head.

"Our world." you start, not trying to break out of his grip, slowly placing your hand over his.

"Our world Taeyong.. It's too cruel, harsh and dark even." you continue, stopping midway to look around you and then back at him, "none of us are safe in this world, none of us are happy, truly." you say removing his hands gently from the grip he had on yours.

Turning around once again, Taeyong was quicker. He caught your hands the second time, in a softer grip. 

"I know." 

"I know that our world is cruel. We don't experience the same as the others but Y/n..if you'd maybe, just maybe, -"

"Maybe if you'd let me, i could be your safe space in this harsh world" 

Taeyong stated, looking at you with nothing but sincerity. 

You contemplate for a while, option tempting. You could run away and not be alone. But that would only ruin his image. You blink your tears away, shaking your head. 

"No Tae.. You don't deserve to waste your life following me. You deserve so much better than that" you said, breaking free from his grip once again, smiling at him with a heavy heart before making your way out the door.

Taeyong felt his own eyes glaze over, watching his friend walk out the door, maybe now towards the exit and out towards freedom. 

When Taeyong looked at you, he saw a reflection of himself. A helpless, broken young adult wanting nothing more than love and solitude. 

But now that you're gone, Taeyong was left alone, with no one to confide in. 

And worse, he was left without a reflection. 

[severelytalentless]

Stacey’s Mom Part 5

PoolBoy!Yuuji x Cougar!Reader

This one was really hard. Love is hard to write. I got very much into my feelings.

I think it might be the last chapter in this series. They're breaking my heart. I'm fully in tears.

Find the rest of this series here

18+ content: sexual scenarios & strong language, aged up yuuji, age gap, confessions of love, angst, consensual adulterous sex, creampie, *the L word*

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(japanese denim - daniel caesar)

"We don't need these.." Yuuji stands before you, staring down into your eyes, slowly removing the cuffs you just put on yourself. He hears the disappointment in your little huff, he smiles and shakes his head.

“I don't want to fuck you..” he drops the cuffs on the floor and rubs your wrists in his big hands. His fingers brush your hair behind your ear. Your heart drops and embarrassment creeps up your neck.

Did you go too far?

Shit, we're the cuffs too much?

The look of disgust on your husband's face when you showed them to him flashes in your memory and your cheeks flush. You drop your eyes, feeling shame burn your face.

He holds your blushing cheek, lifts your chin and presses his lips to yours before you can ask forgiveness. You close your eyes. He never fails to make your heart swell. He breaks the kiss and pulls you into him by your waist. That genuine beautiful smile dimples his cheeks.

“I want to make love to you..”

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His sensual words send a wave of chills flowing through you. His lips meet your neck and you swoon, holding onto his strong shoulders as he kisses down to your collarbone.

“I wanna go slow..” you love the way his rough hands rub gently over your body as he whispers into your skin.

“Yuuji..” you smile and breathe his name, running your fingers into his hair as he continues kissing down along the lacey edge of your bra. He unclasps it behind your back and it falls to the floor with the cuffs and your robe. He kneads your breasts as your hands slide down his strong arms.

“I want your hands on me..” he takes your hips and lifts you off the floor with ease. You grin down at him and wrap your legs around his waist. His strength makes you feel so weightless and giddy. He loves the cute giggly squeal you let out when he gently tosses you back onto the bed. You stretch out naked over the sheets, arching your back and rolling your head.

Yuuji just looks at you.

He’s never seen anything as beautiful as you.

He wants you like this all the time.

“You're so fucking perfect..”

“Yuuji, baby, you’re too much..” you tease because the way he’s staring makes you bashful.

Your husband doesn’t look at you like this.

Like he’s seen an angel.

Like you’re made of gold.

Yuuji keeps going as he climbs onto the bed.

“I never stop thinking about you..” he starts at your feet and runs his palms slowly up your legs.

“You're always on my mind..” he squeezes your thighs and the fat of your hips. You squirm and huff, blushing like mad at all this affection. It’s abundantly clear that this boy is crazy about you. He leans down and kisses your hips, then your belly, trailing his lips up your soft skin.

“Honey..I—“ he sucks at your nipple making you sigh. He continues his confession.

“I have dreams where you're mine..and we don’t have to hide this..” he’s making your heart hurt, but his slow needy hands soothe the ache and send it to your core. You spread your legs and let him lay between them. He kisses up onto your neck and your breath drags heavy next to his ear as he presses his hips to yours. His cock nudges at your entrance then slides up along your folds, bumping your clit, making you whimper. He takes your face in his hands and the yearning in his eyes stops your heart from beating.

“I want you all to myself, Y/N..I can’t help it..”

He kisses you. You swoon and caress his neck. Then his cock pushes into your tight cunt and you moan into his mouth.

He rocks against you, slowly sinking in inch by inch until you’re full of him. He breaks the kiss and you both groan as he bottoms out and holds himself inside you.

Your hot skin feels like silk against his.

Your velvety walls hug him so perfectly.

He wants to stay here forever.

“Yuuji..I want you too..but I—“ he kisses you again. He drops his weight down on you as he begins to thrust slowly inside you. He cradles your head and whispers in your ear.

“Does he make you happy?” You let out a whimper, too afraid of the answer. His steady movements drag his cock in and out of your slippery cunt. He sucks on your neck sending chills vibrating down your body. You’ve never felt so much passion.

“Does he make love to you like this?” You don’t need to speak, your moans tell him the truth. His pelvis grinds pressure against your clit and you roll your head back, dropping your jaw to release more gorgeous sounds. You hug him tight. He’s buried so deep inside you, spreading you wide with his pulsing cock. Tears prick your eyes at the sheer pleasure of his weight and warmth wrapped around you.

You feel treasured, wanted, needed by him. It’s all too much.

“He doesn’t deserve you..” his thrusts become stronger, evidence of his frustration with the man you call your husband.

Yuuji knows he can treat you better, he can make you happier.

“He could never love you like I do..”

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(death & texas - daniel caesar)

Yuuji has always known.

This was never just a crush.

Crushes are fleeting. They burn white-hot and eat you up, but quickly exhaust their fuel and fizzle into nothing.

This was never a crush.

His feelings for you have been smoldering like glowing coals at the bottom of his heart for years, ever since he met you that day at school.

But he was so young, and you were untouchable.

Those feelings may have been covered in ashes over time, invisible from the outside, but he could always feel the heat.

He dated a few girls in high school and got loads of attention his first year in college, being the sweet handsome guy that he is. But no one ever set him on fire, not like you did that first day by the pool.

He can’t put it out. He’s burning all the time for you.

He doesn't know what he's gonna do if you don't feel the same way.

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You're trying not to lose it. The mixture of hot sex and his blunt confession is making it so hard to think straight.

What are you supposed to say? You can barely speak with the way he's splitting you apart like this.

"Ohh..Yuuji..baby-please.." you pant and moan as he thrusts into you. He nips along your jaw and down your neck. Your sweat melts together with his and you slide against each other.

"I know you feel it too..please don't deny it.." he sounds so sincere, tears well up in your eyes, he rolls his hips and kisses you again.

Your heart twists. Your body tenses. You know it's true.

You do. You love this boy.

Your world crumbles and you drown in the overwhelming emotions.

“Yuuji-Yuuji..cumming—‘m cum-cumming! I’m cumming! Uhh please!” He lays into you with everything he has and you tumble from the peak of your climax, wrapping your legs around him, pulling him deeper into you, clawing at his neck and shoulders, crying out for him.

Your desperation sends him over the edge as well and he digs into you, filling you with his cum, driving it up inside you like he wants you pregnant. His forceful moans only make your cunt clench tighter around him. You can't catch your breath.

(messages from her - sabrina claudio)

He collapses, heaving breaths against your neck.

You burst into tears. He tries to lift off you, but you're holding him so tightly.

What are you gonna do...

You love him...

But you can't be with him..it's just not possible..

Your soft whimpering cries shatter Yuuji's heart into a million pieces. You don't have to explain, he knows what they're for. He just holds you, stroking your skin. You hiccup and nuzzle into his shoulder, calming yourself enough to speak.

"I love you.."

The whispered words are a blessing coming from your lips...

"but..I-"

"I know.."

"Yuuji.." the tears keep rolling down your cheeks.

This hurts so much. Why does it have to hurt so much?

He brushes the tears from your face and looks into your eyes.

He smiles through the pain because he finally knows you love him too.

"Y/N..I know I can't have you..but I'm always gonna love you.."

You sniffle and kiss him, still clutching him like he might disappear at any moment.

"I still want to try.."

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We are not just friends —Part 13

Chris Evans x bi!latina!character (Sofia is a people of color, she's brown.)

Chris and Sofia meet when their best friends started dating, it all started at friends with loads of bumps on the road.  

Warnings: drinking, smoking, drug use (weed), assault, Chris being Steve Rogers, commitment issues, my girl Sofia kinda messy, lots of fucking (eventually) 

This is slow burn at its best, at least emotionally. 

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Quiet. Sofia was been awfully quiet for the those two days, Chris had tried to contact her even had gone to her place before he went back to LA. she was nowhere to be found and had purposefully left her phone back at her place.

"What happened?" Mandy asked and Chris just felt guilty.

"I cornered her to tell me shit, you know Sofia."

"Ah, shit," Amanda said as she was holding Sofia's phone. She could see all the missed calls from Chris. "Just, give her some time man. She needs time to cool off."

"Yeah, I guess." He sighed and sat down on the couch. "You know where she might be?"

"Not really, she's like my sister but when she's like this, she likes to be left alone. She'll come around,"

"I'm just worried," Chris tell her.

"I know," Mandy sat down beside her.

"Well keep an eye on her, bro. Don't worry," Luke said putting a hand on his shoulder. Amanda had to ask because this was her sister.

"You serious about her?" She asked, "because she had been having serious doubts about it, not going to explain the whole thing because that's between you two. But, I need you to be super honest with me because she's my family and I can let you use her."

"Yeah, Mandy," He said looking down at his hands. "I'm falling in love with her, fuck. I think I'm already in love with her," His eyes gloss over. "I don't want to hurt her but she keeps pushing me away. "

"Loving Sofia is tough, she's worth it because her heart is made of fucking gold."

"Yeah, I know," Chris explained and Mandy wraps one arm around his and laid her head on his shoulder, comforting him. "I feel like she doesn't trust me enough or don't feel safe enough and fucking breaks my heart. I wanna be there for her and she doesn't let me." Chris put a hand on his face, he was feeling useless, rejected, and heartbroken.

"Yeah, that's her, not letting people in all the way… but she cares about you, a lot. Because I know her like the back of my hand." Amanda said rubbing his back and Chris sniffle nodding. "All that I can say is that just give her some time, let her process it for a while. Just keep reaching out to her, let her know what you just said to me," Chris nod and took it to heart.

She did reach out eventually, four days later with a text.

Hey, Chris… I'm sorry I lash out. I don't wanna be trouble for you and I'm most definitely not worth it, I don't wanna slow you down with my bullshit. Just, I'm sorry. Take care, sweet face.

Sof, can I call you?

I don't wanna talk, Chris. I'm giving you a way out men, no hard feelings but it's better if we are friends, if you're cool with it.

Chris was between filming and was about to be called to set. "Fuck, fuck." He muttered and quickly typed on his phone.

I'm about to head to set but, please. Please let me call you after, I can't end this like this.

It's better this way, good luck with filming.

There was a knock in his trailer and he had to leave," Fuck. "

~~~

It's been two whole months, Sofia was been quiet about the whole thing. She was excited for Mandy's baby, her engagement, and the cookout with all their families at Amanda home. Everything was going so well around her, that sometimes she couldn't keep up and had been isolated herself.

In those moments she was sitting on the couch looking at everything is when it hit her, hard. How much she missed Chris. His company, his stupid jokes unknowingly help her out when this happened.

"Why the face? my sweet girl." Amanda's mom, Alice, sat down beside her and she just smiles.

"I'm just looking at everything, I'm so happy ma," Sofia said holding down her tears, forcing out a smile but Alice saw through her.

"I know there's a lot of changes coming up, I know this affects you," She said and Sofia broke down. "we always love you, Sofia. You're like my daughter, the only one that's always been here firm by our side,"

"I know, ma. And I thank you for this, you and Tony helped me change my life around. I'm gonna be forever grateful with you for that, it's just hard sometimes." She sobbed and quickly wipe her tears.

"I know, sweetheart. I know," She wraps and around her and hold her close. "I know that you let go of someone important too,"

"Ma, come on," She sniffles. "It's better that way, too much trouble. Look at me, I'm crying because my best friend it's finally forming a beautiful family and I'm scared to be left out, I mean who does that?" She shrugged and bite her lip. "I'm a mess, Chris doesn't need that."

"If he's men enough he's going to love you through all this, you're not a mess. You're a brilliant woman, don't sell yourself short." Alice wipes the tears from her face. "And nobody it's leaving you out. We are your family,"

Sofía managed to smile.

"Thank you, ma."

~~~

"Hey, thanks for inviting me here tonight, I really needed this," Sofia said holding out her drink as he smiles at Scott, who had invited her along with his friends gay night out. "I haven't been too much invested in the community and everyone I know is straight," She laughed.

"Tell me about it, the only gay kid on the family. I got you, honey. We are so going to hang out more every time I'm here," Scott said and she smiles.

Scott, it's a great and welcome addition to Sofia little tight circle of friends, downside it's that all she was thinking is Chris, Chris, and Chris.

" You can ask, I know you're dying to ask me about it. " She said after a while and Scott almost fell over his chair and she was laughing her ass off.

"Okay so, you broke my brother's heart," Scott said nonchalantly

"What?" Sofia almost chokes on her drink.

"Witch it's been a while, like a whole decade since someone does that, and I know you're super rad. And I can see why he's all over that," He said panning out her with his hand. "why he's in love with you."

"What!?" Sofia felt her stomach twist in knots as Scott talked about that. Fuck, in love? "What the fuck? is he insane? all the girls and he—ugh, he's an idiot."

"Yeah, probably," Scott laughed. "Come on, you're a pretty charming girl, independent, actually don't give a shit about who he is, you love Chris, the Boston idiot Chris not the Hollywood Chris, you see him for who he is—

"Yeah, an idiot. He's in love with me? Jesus Christ."

"And that way he loves you, you're the first woman ever, since weirdo Jessica Biel,"

"I read she's an anti-baxxer?"

"I know right, fucking dodge a bullet there. Besides her being a cheater—

" Did she cheat on my boy Chris? "

" With fucking Justin Timberlake. "

" Ew, "

" Totally, anyways, " He waves a handoff and looked at her." You two need to talk."

" We did, I told him that it was better this way, which it is. Because as you can see I am a mess walking. I was falling for him, pretty hard and fast… "

" Well, he had been in love with you quite a while, my mother loves you by the way and so my sisters,"

" He speaks about me? "

" All the time, when those pictures of you and him leak out he was freaking out, worried about you and your privacy but you keep saying that it was okay, "

"Because it is, Scott. At first, it was a little overwhelmed, people mostly said nice things and people gonna hate. Chris is totally worth whatever they're gonna say. " Sofia explained and drank the rest of her beer. " I don't care, let them talk."

"Girl, you care about him," Scott said and lean on her making her laugh. "You two made me sad,"

"It's me, I swear it's me," Sofia said groaning and flank the bartender. "I'm the stupid one, fuck." She ordered them a couple of shots. "I fucked up, but he deserves better than my stupid ass."

"Hey, I don't know you that well," Scott said and she looked at him. "but I like you, I do think you're good for my brother. You two just need to work it up,"

"It's not that easy," Sofia said downing the shots on one go.

~~~~

I'm sad now

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