#makes a psycho sexy every time I’m sorry

[searchingforbucky]

Oh you guys don’t understand how hard I’m trying to protect your feeds from my current Josh Hutcherson brain rot.

[cutiequokka]

Psycho pt. 3 (Hyunin)

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 3.9k

Warnings: Dom/Bottom!Hyunjin, Sub/Top!Jeongin, hyung kink, humiliation, voice kink, So. Much. DIRTY TALK, unprotected sex, Jeongin starts talking in 3rd person and is also packing, cum play

Summary: After having been avoided by Jeongin for almost a week now, Hyunjin decides it's finally time to take action and make his tempting fantasies a reality.

A/N: I'm so so so sorry for the wait, writers block hit me like a freight train as well as bad mental health, but thank you guys for being patient with me! I hope you enjoy the final part! :D (Also if you haven't read parts 1 and 2 I HIGHLY suggest you do so you understand the context for all this.)

If Hyunjin hadn’t known any better, he would have thought Jeongin hated him.

The avoiding eye contact, the physical distancing, the way he made up the wildest of excuses as to not be in the same room as him. It was all bizarre and out of character for any outsider watching, but thankfully, Hyunjin did know better.

The beloved maknae didn’t hate him, he loved him dearly. A little too dearly for it just to be friendly.

Ever since he had overheard the younger jerking off to his Psycho performance, Hyunjin’s mind had been swimming with nothing but unfiltered fantasies that now had some tempting possibility. Every time he looked at the boy for even a second longer than a glance, his brain would conjure up vivid images of Jeongin being a good boy for him; on his knees, begging to suck him off, blushing as the filthy words left his pretty little mouth. It was enough to drive Hyunjin insane, and his dick was almost sore from the number of times he had jerked of hurriedly in a bathroom during a break at practice with the occasional two fingers buried in his ass, replays of Jeongin’s moaning bouncing around his skull.

God, he’s just so perfect, Hyunjin groaned to himself, wiping today’s load of sticky cum off his hands. I’m scared gonna lose my mind if I don’t fuck him soon. After washing his hands and checking to make sure he looked presentable in the mirror, Hyunjin swung the bathroom door open, only to be met face to face with the person who had been causing his wave of unfiltered horniness.

Jeongin. Damn, he looks delicious today.

Jeongin’s shirt was a loose tank top, hanging off his shoulders and accentuating his growing muscles beautifully. His light grey shorts were simple, yet managed to be just tight enough to show off the swell of his ass and thighs, making Hyunjin’s mouth water as he gulped and quickly composed himself.

“Hey Innie, sorry for scaring you,” he said cooly, leaning against the door frame for maximum sexy points. Jeongin blushed, head down and gaze taking a great interest in his hyung’s shoes.

“That’s ok, I was just... you know, gonna... yeah.” He pushed past the older and hurried into a stall, leaving Hyunjin alone in the doorway to simply sigh and head back to the rest of the group.

“Hyunjin-ah, can I talk to you please?” Chan asked once he saw the boy approaching. Hyunjin just shrugged and followed him to a corner of the studio, already knowing what this was about.

“Ok, so I don’t want to be nosy, but did you and Jeongin... have a fight or something?” The leader looked concerned, eyes flashing with worry. Hyunjin honestly felt bad for him, but he couldn’t think of a way to soothe his anxieties without saying the truth, which was certainly not an option. So instead, he played dumb, saying that Jeongin had simply started acting weird to him out of nowhere. Chan sighed, eyes trailing behind Hyunjin as the maknae emerged from the bathroom, heading straight for Minho to go over some tricky choreography.

“Well, between you and me, I’m worried that this issue is impacting both of your performances during practice recently.”

“How so?” Hyunjin asked, now nervous that Chan had picked up on his frequent restroom trips.

“I don’t know, you seem... distant. Like your thoughts are elsewhere,” Chan mused, studying Hyunjin’s face as the boy struggled to control a blush. “And Jeongin, he just, he avoids you like the plague. Even when he’s next to you in the choreo, he stares at the floor and refuses to make eye contact with anyone, almost like he’s scared it’ll be you.” Despite knowing the reason behind it, Hyunjin’s chest still clenched, heart aching with the thought of the precious maknae not feeling safe around him.

“So, all this to say that I was, uh, wondering if you guys could talk it out after practice today?”

Hyunjin’s brain suddenly short-circuited at the request. Talk it out? Together?? Alone??? His mind raced with possibilities, and he nodded enthusiastically, earning an eyebrow raise from Chan.

“I miss him, I wanna talk to him and get this all sorted out,” Hyunjin assured, and it technically wasn’t a lie. He just didn’t specify what “this” was.

“Good,” Chan smiled, patting the younger’s head affectionately. “I’ll make sure to clear the others out so you guys can talk in peace without them annoying you.” Hyunjin quickly thanked him and then returned to the group’s practice, eyes trailing hungrily on what he hoped was a soon-to-be-fucked Jeongin.

After what felt like an eternity of dancing, tweaking moves, and working out kinks in the choreo (pun intended), Chan finally declared it time to rest for the day. “I’m ordering dinner for anyone who’s interested, it’ll be a little thank you for working so hard the past few weeks,” he said, earning various “thank you hyung!”s in response. Felix and Jisung cheered eagerly, dashing to the door and already discussing what they wanted to eat while Seungmin and Changbin quickly followed close behind. Jeongin made a move to go as well, but Chan grabbed his shoulder gently.

“Hey, so I know you’ve been struggling on that one move and that it’s been stressing you out, so Hyunjin has volunteered to stay back and help you with it,” he explained, and Jeongin’s eyes grew wide.

“No no, that’s ok, Minho-hyung said he would do i-”

“That was before I learned food was happening,” Minho smirked, grabbing his water bottle and heading towards the door as well.

“But... but what if I’m hungry too!” Jeongin argued, clearly grasping at straws.

“I’ll get you your favorite, ok? There’s no need to be embarrassed about asking for help sometimes, and you don’t have to stay long. Just let Hyunjin review it and then you can come eat with us!” Jeongin looked defeated, realizing there was no way out of this. Hyunjin, who had been silently observing during this conversation, decided to speak up.

“Don’t worry, Innie, I’ll take good care of you.”

And the gulp Jeongin made at that moment made Hyunjin all the more excited.

Once the others had cleared out of the studio, the two were finally left alone to stand in uncomfortable silence. Jeongin glanced up at his hyung nervously, clearly wanting to get the exchange over with as soon as possible but also not wanting to make the first move. He was about to say something when Hyunjin’s low voice cut him off before he got the chance, making him freeze in panic.

“So, Innie, have you been practicing the Psycho choreo like you promised?”

Jeongin gaped at him, then Hyunjin watched as the recognition flashed in his eyes. He was almost certain the maknae hadn’t actually learned the dance but wanted to tease him nonetheless. Smirking, he watched as Jeongin fumbled to say something, eventually stuttering out an excuse about time as his ears turned a deep shade of pink.

“Oh really? I could have sworn I heard you listening to it the other day...” Jeongin simply shrugged noncommittally as his gaze bore holes in the studio floor, so Hyunjin decided to go even further and try and get a solid reaction out of him. “I even heard grunting, so I assumed you were exerting yourself.”

Jeongin practically choked on his own spit as he whipped his head up to meet Hyunjin’s firm gaze, pupils blown wide in shock and horror as he began to piece together what was happening. Hyunjin smirked and took a step towards the frozen boy, his voice dropping to an even lower level.

“Unless sweet little Innie was doing something else?”

A shiver ran down Jeongin’s spine as his mind raced, just barely concealing a whimper that had threatened to leave his mouth. Did Hyunjin know the whole story? Was he embarrassing him as a punishment? Was he mad? As if reading his mind, Hyunjin chuckled, reaching out to stroke Jeongin’s cheek; a touch surprisingly soft for the way his laugh sounded dark and dangerous.

“I’m not mad Innie, just surprised is all. I didn’t expect the beloved maknae to do something so filthy as to jerk off to his own band member’s performance.” Jeongin whined. He knew it was gross, he knew it was wrong, yet when Hyunjin's voice said such things it felt like they were going straight to his dick, already twitching despite Jeongin’s best efforts to remain calm.

Hyunjin wasn’t fooled though, and he knew he was one step closer to getting the boy to break for him.

“Imagine if the other members found out just how dirty you were, Jeongin. Would Chan-hyung be disappointed? And what about Minho and Seungmin, they’d never let you hear the end of it. I bet Jisung would be a brat about the whole thing and work extra hard on stage to rile you up.” Jeongin hated that he was getting off on this, on the idea of the whole group finding out his secret, but his horny-hazed brain simply didn’t seem to care as the filthy thoughts filled his mind.

“I’m sorry, hyung,” was all he managed to get out, sounding shaky even in his own ears but even more pitiful in Hyunjin’s.

“I know, and hyung forgives you,” Hyunjin replied, softening his voice to make sure the boy understood him. Jeongin simply stared at him wide-eyed, scared to say anything else since he knew his voice would betray him, but the bulge in his shorts told Hyunjin all he needed to know.

“Aww, is Innie getting turned on from all this talk?” Hyunjin asked, laughing when Jeongin nodded shyly in response. “Such a cutie, if only there was a devilishly handsome man here to help you…” If he wasn’t dying for a good dick, Jeongin would have scoffed and rolled his eyes. But instead, he leaned closer until their lips were dangerously close to touching, breathing in the older’s scent as he tried to steady his thumping heart.

And that was all the confirmation Hyunjin needed.

He grinned at that before smashing their lips together, shoving Jeongin back against the mirrored wall and snaking a hand around his waist. The softness of his lips made Jeongin’s head spin, his hands immediately traveled up to find a home in the blonde’s soft hair as he groaned unknowingly into the kiss.

Hyunjin pulled away all too soon, eyeing Jeongin up and down ferociously. “We don’t have long before Chan comes to check on us, so we gotta be quick.”

“Well maybe if someone hadn’t spent so long teasing-”

Hyunjin practically growled, hand shooting up to tug on Jeongin’s hair harshly, earning a whimper in response. “So now you’re gonna act all sly, hm? Remember who’s in charge here, or I’m leaving you here to deal with this yourself.” He cupped his hand over the younger’s bulge to prove his point, Jeongin’s eyes fluttering as he whimpered and rolled his hips to get more friction.

“You’re in charge hyung, just you, please don’t leave me.”

“Do you want me to help you?”

Jeongin nodded so hard his neck ached. “Please hyung, I’ve wanted you to for weeks.”

Hyunjin hummed, satisfied, and pulled Innie down to a sitting position on the floor. His own dick was starting to grow painful in his shorts, so he made quick work of stepping back and stripping off the remaining layers. Jeongin’s mouth hung open in admiration as he watched the dancer’s muscles ripple at the movement, cock hanging lazily between his legs. Jeongin felt a bolt of boldness when he saw just how hard Hyunjin was, and despite his better judgment, he decided to tease just a little bit more.

“For someone acting so smug, you sure are riled up there, hyung.” Hyunjin’s eyes narrowed as he leaned down to hover over Jeongin against the floor.

"For someone acting so shy, you sure are talking back quite a bit," he replied flatly, yet the tone in his voice told Jeongin that was the only warning he was gonna get.

"Now here's what's gonna happen," Hyunjin smirked, giving Jeongin a quick peck on the forehead. "I'm gonna strip your beautiful body down so I can see all your cuteness, ok?" Jeongin nodded, already raising his hips so the older could slip off his much-too-tight feeling shorts. Hyunjin chuckled at the clear eagerness of his actions but did exactly as he wanted, the shorts quickly being discarded into the pile along with the other clothes.

“B-boxers too please, hyung,” Jeongin requested, the almost pleading tone in his voice making Hyunjin also all the more impatient.

“As you wish, Innie.” And with that, Jeongin was naked from the waist down, his toned, gorgeous body on unabashed display.

Holy fucking shit.

Sure Hyunjin had fantasized many, many times before, but nothing could have prepared him for seeing the maknae’s dick for the first time. It stood proud and tall, curving up towards his stomach and twitching as Jeongin’s chest rose and fell heavily in anticipation. The head was an almost angry red, and Hyunjin practically drooled when he saw the beads of precum resting on the tip. Not only that, but Jeongin was big. Not in an unnatural way, but in a way that made Hyunjin choked back a shocked sound as he took in the glorious sight before him.

After a few moments of silent staring, Jeongin made out an impatient noise. “Can’t you do something instead of just eye-fucking me?” Hyunjin smirked, taking that as an invitation to lean forward and lick a long strip along the underside of his cock, making him gasp and roll his eyes back at the sudden pleasure.

“Innie, eyes open,” Hyunjin warned, giving Jeongin’s thigh a light slap. The boy’s eye immediately flew open again, already looking so far away it made the older want to laugh (in a loving way of course). “I’m going to give you two options, and you’re going to pick between them, ok?”

Jeongin nodded quickly, looking thoroughly interested.

“Option 1,” Hyunjin began, reaching out to stroke Jeongin’s cock as if to punctuate his statement. “I suck you off. I put this stunning, delicious dick in my mouth and suck you dry, then you do the same to me.” This was Hyunjin’s least favorite of the two, but he wanted to give Jeongin a non-sex option just in case that was going too far.

When he didn’t say anything in response, Hyunjin continued a little more carefully. “Option 2: we get to see what this dick can really do.”

Jeongin nearly blew his load at the thought alone, the filthy words coming out of the beautiful Hwang Hyunjin’s mouth. He nodded and bucked his hips up into his hand, curses flying out under his breath.

“I’ll take that as a pick for option 2?” Hyunjin smirked, accentuating the question with a firm squeeze.

“Yes,” Jeongin whined pathetically, and Hyunin’s groaned, watching in appreciation as the dick in his hand practically pulsed in excitement.

“Fuck baby, I was planning on railing you into next week, but after seeing this pretty cock, I might just have to have you top.” Jeongin moaned even louder at that, ears burning a deep shade of red. “Yeah? Would Innie like that? Would you like your cute cock buried in my tight little ass?” Hyunjin smirked, twisting his hand and drawing a frantic nod out of the other. “Hm, then how about I ride you. Does that sound good baby?” Jeongin whimpered out a hurried “yes, please” before Hyunjin pushed him back onto the floor, eagerly pressing their lips together again in a searing kiss.

To say the kiss was messy was an understatement, nothing but a flash of tangled tongues and drool spilling out of the corner of their lips, but neither seemed to care. When Hyunjin pulled away, a string of saliva connected their mouths, and he hummed contentedly.

“Ok baby, we need to open me up first, do you think you can help with that?” Despite his eyes being glassy and far away, Jeongin grinned eagerly, the smile making Hyunjin’s heart flutter despite the situation. Of course, his heart was also fluttering at the idea of the maknae’s beautiful hands working him open for his dick.

The process was slow, but Jeongin seemed more than eager to learn, and eventually, they had worked their way up to three fingers, with Hyunjin laying on his back as the younger loomed over him, veins in his arms bulging as he fingered him mercilessly. Feeling more than ready and extremely needy, Hyunjin was about to speak up when something stopped him.

A very intense something.

Three fingers plunging directly onto his prostate.

Hyunjin moaned so loudly it echoed off the dance studio walls. Jeongin jumped at the sudden noise before a look of concern crossed his handsome face. “H-hyung, are you ok?” He asked timidly, fingers still rubbing against the oh-so-sensitive spot. Hyunjin’s back arched as he nodded, quickly biting on his lower lip to keep in any more embarrassingly loud sounds.

“Fucking hell, stop moving Innie, g-gonna cum if you keep doing that, and- ah~ if I cum right now, you don’t get to f-fuck me.”

And with that, the hands were ripped away from his body, obediently flying to Jeongin’s sides as he gazed up almost apologetically.

The second he was free, Hyunjin pounced on Jeongin, hands grasping his strong shoulder as he grinded down on his lap. Jeongin hissed at the stimulation to his briefly neglected dick, wanting desperately to just get on with it. Luckily, Hyunjin seemed to feel the same way, and within moments, they both gasped at the sensation of Jeongin slowly entering him.

Even after being stretched with three long fingers, Hyunjin still felt a slight ache at the stretch. Somehow, Jeongin’s dick seemed even bigger inside him than just looking at it, if that was even possible, but he was loving every single second of it. After sheathing himself fully, he studied the younger’s face carefully, searching for any signs of regret or discomfort. Instead, all he found was the magnificent sight of Jeongin, head arched back, mouth hanging open in a silent moan as sweat already started to bead on his forehead. Deciding not to tease him anymore, Hyunjin simply muttered a quick “cute,” before setting a ruthless pace of sliding up and down the maknae’s cock.

Jeongin felt like he was in heaven, with Hyunjin being the beautiful angel bouncing on his dick, hair flopping against his face as he threw his head back in pleasure. Sure he’d had sex before, even anal, but Hyunjin just felt so tight, so secure, so strong. All Jeongin could do was moan unapologetically, overcome with the amount of pleasure and happiness he was feeling from finally, finally, having his dirty dream come true.

“F-Fuck, Innie, you feel so good inside me. Filling me up so well,” Hyunjin gasped, words low and raspy.

“Please k-keep talking,” Jeongin whimpered, and Hyunjin let out a breathy laugh.

“Baby just can’t get enough of my voice, huh? Is that why you jerked off to me singing? So you could hear me as you wrapped your hand around your pretty cock?”

Jeongin moaned pornographically as his mouth hung open. “Yes, yes Jinnie, I love it, I love your sexy voice and body and the way you dance and- fuck I’m gonna cum, Innie’s gonna cum!”

Hyunjin hummed, slamming his hips down even faster as the maknae gasped and practically shook in pleasure. “Aww, speaking in 3rd person now? Too fucked out by your hyung to even talk properly? So cute, Innie, so fucking cute,” he growled, his own high quickly approaching. Seeing the boy he had fantasized about for so long laying pliant underneath him, beautiful eyes squeezed shut and gasping for breath, was almost too much for Hyunjin to handle. What was even more heavenly though is when Jeongin reached between them and gave Hyunjin’s dick a nice, firm stroke, sending him moaning and collapsing forward against the younger’s body. It only took one last thrust into his prostate to send Hyunjin spilling all over his and Jeongin’s stomach, his groan bouncing around deliciously in the younger’s skull.

After fucking himself through his orgasm, Hyunjin panted, noticing that the man underneath him still hadn’t cum. He leaned forwards, ignoring the overstimulation as he clenched around Jeongin’s dick, kissing at his plump lips passionately before dipping down so his mouth was by his ear.

“Cum for me, fill me up like a good boy and-” Jeongin shook his head fervently and Hyunjin immediately stopped, about to ask what was wrong when the boy managed to whimper out an explanation.

“W-wanna cum on your face, please please, wanna see hyung’s painted all pretty with Innie’s cum, ah~ hyung please!”

And if Hyunjin could have gotten hard again, he would have.

Slowly pulling out, Hyunjin sat back and guided Jeongin into a kneeling positing supported up on his shins. Grabbing the back of his leg for support with one hand, he returned to furiously jerking the younger off with the other one, strokes occasionally being interrupted by a lick or a kiss. But most importantly, Hyunjin continued talking.

“Come on Innie, the last thing you can do after being so filthy is at least show me how you came the other day all sprawled out prettily on your bed. You know what, I bet you came on your phone, didn’t you? You saw my picture covered in your cum and needed to see it for real, hm? Fuck, you’re even dirtier than I thought, so much for the poor, sweet, innocent maknae that everyone cherishes, now there’s nothing in his place but a needy little slut.”

And it was that degradation, combined with Hyunjin’s merciless hand on his dick, that had Jeongin cumming with a high-pitched whine onto Hyunjin’s beautiful face. Some splattered across his cheek and chin, the rest dripping down and landing on his naked lap. Hyunjin grinned and licked off what was around his lips and Jeongin simply stared, fucked-out and awestruck, before reaching forward to wipe some off and feed it to the older himself. Raising an eyebrow, Hyunjin complied, opening his mouth to let Jeonhin’s sticky fingers slip in and cleaning them dutifully. After a little longer of that, Jeongin smiled lazily, laughing softly.

“What’s so funny?” Hyunjin asked, poking the maknae in the shoulder and grinning.

“You look messy,” he giggled, and Hyunjin rolled his eyes.

“You’re the one who came up with this idea.”

“I know I know, it’s messy, but I like it,” Jeongin replied sheepishly, ears just barely tinging pink, and Hyunjin cooed at his cuteness and planted a soft kiss on his forehead.

“How about we get cleaned up and then go eat dinner, hm baby?”

Jeongin nodded before his smile slowly turned into a look of anxiety. “H-hey hyung, dirty talk aside, can this please remain a secret? Like, just between us two?”

Hyunjin laughed at that, nodding his head and ruffling the younger boy’s hair. “Of course baby, there’s no way in hell I’m gonna tell the others. After all, that side of you is far too magical to share with anyone else.” Jeongin beamed at that, a blush gracing his cheeks beautifully as he laughed.

“Oh and hyung?

“Yes Innie?”

Jeongin snickered as he leaned over, softly singing into the older’s ear…

“You got me feelin’ like a psycho~”

[tuiccim]

Arrangements and Relationships

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader & Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 2.8K     Warnings: Major Angst, Fluff

A/N: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club​​ Drunk Drabbles / Divider by @whimsicalrogers​

You sat on your bed in tears. It was as you danced with Steve that night at Tony’s party that you had watched over his shoulder as Bucky had left with another woman. Technically, he had every right. The two of you weren't a couple. You had been sleeping together for seven months and you were desperately in love with him, but he had told you many times he didn’t want a relationship. He never told you why, but he insisted that what was going on between the two of you stay casual. You had agreed but, stupidly, you had fallen for him and watching him take another woman to his bed hurt. You knew he probably had before but he had never done it in front of you. 

So, here you sat, heartbroken and berating yourself. You made up your mind as the tears fell. Your relationship with Bucky is over. You can’t do it anymore. It was too painful to be in love with someone who didn’t love you back. You got in the shower to wash away the night and the evidence of your tears. Taking a long look at yourself in the mirror, you square your shoulders and remind yourself that you’re an Avenger, a strong woman, and better than how he’s treating you. With those things in your mind, you head towards your bed to find Bucky stretched out on it waiting for you. 

Bucky gives you a sexy grin, “Hi Doll.”

“What are you doing here?” You say, shocked. 

Bucky smirks and stands up, “I wanted to see you.”

“You wanted to fuck me.” You cross your arms. 

Bucky pauses for a second but then makes his way over to you, “What’s wrong?”

“I don’t want to do this anymore, Bucky.”

“I didn’t sleep with her, Doll.” Bucky shrugs. 

“Because you backed out or she did?” You raise your eyebrow. 

“Doll…”

“Exactly. I can’t do this anymore.”

“Why not? Because I thought about sleeping with someone else?” Bucky mocks.

“Because I love you and…” you shake your head at the stupidity of admitting that, “And I’m nothing but a fuck to you.”

“That’s not true. You’re my friend and my teammate. But you knew, you knew when we started this I didn’t want a relationship.” Bucky says. 

“I did. I went into this eyes wide open but it hurts too much now. Like you said, this isn’t a relationship, it’s not like I’m breaking up with you. It's an arrangement, and I'm ending it.”

“Doll, come on, this is ridiculous. Nothing happened!” Bucky grouses. 

“Bucky,” you take a deep breath, “I’m not mad. I’m hurt but that’s not your fault. I’m not blaming you, but I can’t. I can’t do this to myself anymore. I deserve better. I want to be with someone who loves me and you have made it very clear that you don’t. And that you won’t. So, it’s time for this to end. Okay?” 

“I don’t want to end this.” Bucky says. 

Your heart leaps for a moment before you force yourself to pull it back, “Why?”

“I thought we were having a good time.” Bucky says. 

“We were but I’m not anymore.” The exasperation comes out in your tone. 

“Why not? It’s not like you don’t come multiple times when we fuck.” Bucky seethes. 

“Because I don’t want someone who just wants to fuck me and leave.” You shout. Bucky looks at you angrily and you force yourself to take a calming breath. “Look, I want a relationship and you don’t. I want to be with someone who wants to stay the whole night and talk about our day and… and… and love me. Really love me” You walk to your door and open it, “Goodbye, Bucky.”

Bucky walks to the door but, before going out, he looks at you, really looks at you, and he sees the hurt he’s caused. It hurts his heart a little knowing he caused it. He never wanted to hurt you and in a way he did love you. “Can… can I kiss you one last time?” He asks quietly. You lick your lips and nod. He brings his hands up to your neck and caresses your jaw before bringing his lips to yours. He kisses you deeply and you kiss him back putting all the emotion and love you felt for him into it. When he pulls back he looks at you tenderly and whispers, “Bye, Doll.”

You close the door behind him and slide to the floor, “Bye, Love.” You whisper before the sobs wrack your body. 

--

The first couple of months were rough. Especially when Bucky started dating or, more accurately, sleeping around. It wasn’t uncommon for him to have two or three different dates a week. Then he began dating one of the lab techs named Cara. At first, it ate at you. He hadn’t wanted a relationship but suddenly he was in one. It was after you got to know Cara a little bit that you realized how sweet she was. She was intelligent, kind, and gentle. It was impossible to dislike her and you found a small part of yourself hoping that Bucky had found what he needed. 

It was at that point you realized you had gotten over Bucky. It had taken months, but you understood, finally, that you couldn’t give each other what you needed. You had spent the time focused on work, missions and training. Steve had begun to look to you for tactical planning and mission reports. You were working more closely with him and training together daily. You became his second for missions more often than not and eventually that bled into your personal lives. The two of you began to lean on each other. You were there for him when Sharon broke their relationship off to take a job in Europe and he brought popcorn and old movies when your dates didn’t work out. He had become your best friend and confidante. You had even admitted to him what happened between you and Bucky. He had comforted you and never once judged you. You were happy and everything (except your love life) was going well. 

Well, everything was going well until your latest mission. It had just been you and Steve on this one. You were in the middle of nowhere Minnesota, in below freezing weather, chasing down a Hydra operative. Unfortunately, the idiot decided to off himself with cyanide once cornered. You had rolled your eyes as he had hissed his final words, “Hail Hydra.”

“Original,” you mock him. 

“Damnit.” Steve says from behind you. 

“Language, Cap.” You joked at him. He had a worse mouth than just about anyone, but you never liked to pass a chance to poke fun at him. 

“Stupid motherfucker!” Steve shouts.

“You better be talking about him.” You needle Steve, who rolls his eyes at your smirk. “Let’s head back to the truck.”

“Race you?” Steve grins. 

You playfully kick him in the butt while laughing. He can outrun you easily and knows it. 

“Hey!” Steve laughs and puts you in a loose headlock. You put your arms around his waist and hug him to you quickly. 

“Yeah, it’s a good thing you can outrun me cause I could totally kick your ass.” 

“Haha. Get in the truck, psycho.” Steve’s nickname for you makes you roll your eyes. 

“Sure thing, nutcake.” You throw back at him. 

It’s late in the afternoon and you head to one of the local motels as your exfil wasn’t scheduled until the next day. Surprisingly,  the parking lot is nearly full. Steve comes out from the office and drives the truck to one of the few remaining parking spots.

“Apparently, there’s an ice fishing tournament and everything is booked up. There, uh, was a cancellation, so we got the only room available.” Steve says. 

“Okay.” You shrug wondering why Steve is acting so squirrely. Grabbing your backpack, you jump out of the truck and follow Steve to the door. You notice a little plaque next to the door reading Honeymoon Suite in swirling letters. You let out a bark of a laugh. “So, the only room left was the honeymoon suite? Oh, man, I can’t wait to see this.”

Steve tries to hide his blush but you could see it a mile away, “Yeah. Sorry.”

“Hurry up. I’m freezing.”

“Yeah, sorry.” Steve says again and pushes the door open. He lets you enter first and you take in the room as you throw your bag on the beige loveseat near the entrance. The room is actually nicer than you expected. The king sized bed is covered in a dark green comforter and white sheets. The walls are painted a serene cream color. There’s a heart shaped jacuzzi tub in one corner of the room which makes you giggle. Thankfully, there is also a shower in the bathroom. A large television takes up most of the room on the dresser against one wall. 

“This isn’t too bad. Did they say what time the diner closes?” You ask. 

“Nine. Why don’t I go pick us up some food and you can get a shower?” Steve offers.

“That would be amazing.”

“Burger and fries?”

“Yes. And um…” you hedge.

“Pie?” Steve smirks. 

“You know my weakness for diner pie.” You say with your hand over your heart. 

Steve grins at you, “Go take a shower.”

“You’re the best, Rogers!” You shout as you grab your bag and shut the bathroom door. 

A few hours later you’re stretched out on the bed while Steve lounges on the loveseat. You had found the movie Ever After on the television and had forced him to watch the retelling of Cinderella with you while you both scarfed down burgers and pie. 

“Mmmm, happy endings. I love them!” You say as you stretch your muscles from sitting in one position too long. “Did it bore you to death?”

“No, it was cute. I liked it.” Steve yawns. 

“Ready to hit the hay?” You get up to brush your teeth. 

“Yeah. I’ll sleep on the couch.” Steve says.

“Steve. That couch is too small for me to even sleep on. You’ll sleep in the bed. It’ll be fine.” 

“You sure?” 

“It’s not like we haven’t laid in bed and watched movies together before. Not a big deal to sleep in the same one.” You roll your eyes. 

When you're done in the bathroom, you and Steve switch places and you curl up on one side of the bed. Steve glances at you nervously as he gets in the bed next to you and lays on his back stiffly. You stop yourself from giggling, but your smile can’t be contained. 

“What?” Steve breaks a small smile when he looks over at you. 

“You scared I’m gonna attack you are something? Steal your virtue?” You release the giggle you’ve been holding in. 

“No.” Steve rolls to face you. “I just don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

“You don’t, Stevie. I think I’m more comfortable with you than I’ve ever been with anyone.”

“I’m glad.”

“Me, too,” you whisper as you lean over to kiss his cheek but Steve turns his head and your lips meet unexpectedly. You pull back quickly and stare at him in shock. You look into his big blue eyes and realize why none of your dates ever seem to work out. None of them are Steve. None of them can compare in the slightest to the man now staring at you with his feelings written all over his face. “Steve?”

“I love you.” He says firmly, leaving no room for doubt. You do the only thing you can, you kiss him. His mouth melds to your and he pulls you against him. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you open to him and he explores your mouth with his tongue. 

When Steve pulls back he sees the tears in your eyes but you smile at him, “I love you, too, Stevie.”

--

A few weeks had passed since that fateful night with Steve. While you hadn’t announced you were dating, you didn’t hide it either. Everyone knew and you were excited for Tony’s party tonight. Steve and you would be making your first official appearance as a couple. You had just put the finishing touches on your ensemble when Steve knocked. 

“Come on in, Love. I’m ready.” You turn towards the door excited to see Steve’s reaction to your dress only to find Bucky standing there. “Oh. Sorry, I was expecting Steve.”

“You look gorgeous, doll.” Bucky says quietly as he shuts the door. 

“Thanks. I’m sure Cara will look beautiful as always.” You smile nervously. 

“We broke up.” 

“Oh, sorry. I didn’t know.”

“Yeah. Last week.” Bucky shrugs. 

“I’m sorry to hear that. Are you okay?” You ask.

“Yeah. She, uh, she said I wasn’t in love with her. She said I wasn’t over you.”

“Why would she say that? We were never a couple.” You stare at Bucky in confusion.

“I told her about us. About how we were before.”

“Oh, but-”

“And she was right, Doll. I’m not over you. I miss you so much. I’m so sorry about before. I was scared and I didn't know how to handle it. I love you. I love you so much. Please tell me it’s not too late.” Bucky looks at you desperately. 

“Bucky… I, I don’t. I’m sorry, I don’t feel that way about you. I love Steve. I’m happier than I’ve ever been because of him.”

“Doll, you could be happy with me. Please. I know I messed up. I know I hurt you, but I love you. Please-”

“Bucky! No. Stop this. I’m sorry. I don’t want to hurt you, but I don’t love you anymore. I’m so sorry to hurt you, but Steve is the love of my life. Nothing and no one could ever compel me to give him up.” You say firmly. 

Bucky’s face hardens suddenly, “Then I’m sorry, too, but I’m going to have to tell him about us. Doubt he’ll still want you when he finds out he’s getting sloppy seconds.”

You look at Bucky sadly, knowing he’s lashing out because he’s hurt. “That should tell you how little you really know me or ever knew me if you really think I went into this relationship without him knowing. He knows about our history, Bucky, and he loves me anyway.”

“My best friend? Of everyone, it had to be him?” Bucky’s voice cracks. 

“We didn’t plan it, Bucky. We were colleagues and then friends and then… we fell in love. And we’re happy. I want that for you too, Bucky, but it’s not with me. We weren’t meant to be.” You smile to yourself, “I never knew I could love someone as much as I love Steve. I hope you can find that.” You hug Bucky tightly. “You’re a good man, Bucky. You’ll find someone. Someone you’ll love more than you ever thought you could.”

Bucky hugs you tightly to him but lets go when you pull back. You smile at him sadly and he nods before walking towards the door. He turns back with his hand on the knob, “If he hurts you, I’ll kill him.” 

You smile and nod your head as Bucky opens the door. He stops short face to face with Steve, who is standing on your threshold. The two men stare at each other for a moment before Steve holds his hand out. Bucky shakes Steve’s hand and nods, “Be good to her.”

“I will be. Always.” Steve says. He closes the door after Bucky leaves. 

“Hey Love.” You smile at him and start to move towards him when he holds a hand up to stop you. Your stomach drops at the gesture. 

“Stop there. Now turn for me.” Steve’s mouth quirks as he says it. You do a slow turn to show off your dress. “Gorgeous. Come here, sweetheart.” He envelopes you in his arms and you breathe deeply of his scent. 

“How much did you hear?” 

“Pretty much all of it I think.” Steve pulls back to look at you, “You’re the love of my life, too.”

“I love you. More than I ever knew I could love someone.”

“Wanna skip the party and spend the night in bed?” Steve bobs his eyebrows at you making you giggle. 

“Yes, but Tony would probably bust up in here and drag us to the party half-dressed,” you laugh. “Let’s go make our appearance, dance a little, and then you can bring me back here and show me exactly how much you love me.”

“Mmm, I like your plan.” Steve grins as he kisses you. 

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Yaoi/Manga I’m reading/have read. Please support the artists on official websites. If you have recs or want to chat about any of these get in my messages right the fuck now my dudes. Also spoilers, also this probably doesn’t make sense to anyone but me, also I think I’m funny sorry in advance.

Dangerous Convenience Store

Tags: Ongoing, self aware lead for the most part, gangs, smut, love triangle, possessive, not rapey, seme is like the fucking hulk compared to uke, college, age gap, good art, muscular bodies, seme is adorable/romantic in sp chapters, sexual awakening, meeting the gang (in two ways!), FAINTS OF CUTENESS/HOTNESS, the memes after every chapter got me gagged, HAHE hahahahahahahahahaha, OMG DO I GET SOME CNC?! (update: short lived), we stan a vocal man (Ahjussi), thigh fucking, my mans be like my thighs hurt fuck my ass instead DECEASED, ass smacking, these memes are so good god damnit, rimming

8/10, I live for Ahjussi (Am I spelling this wrong..)

The New Employee 

-love love love

Tags: ongoing, we stan supportive boyfriends, healthy relationship, boss/employee, smut, office setting, good art, 10/10 will re-read, muscular bodies

Love Shuttle

Tags: completed, ABO, enemies to lovers, possessive, coworkers, fake relationship, strong omega, the art sucks but I like the story, art gets better after the 1st season, alphas eyes change colors when happy/anxious, muscular bodies, 7/10, update 10/10 art is meh but fml this storyline is basic af in the best way and it’s the fluff/smut I need, when you’re caught by the folks *cringe*

Hold Me Tight

Tags: ongoing, boss/employee, bodyguard, gio can’t feel heat until felix comes along, uke is strong af, horny bastards, smut, possessive, tragic childhood, moving in together right away, rich seme, felix in a bunny costume though *heart eyes*, dialogue is great, rape in a technical sense but the vibe is written like both characters are all good after? Ex. hospital scene…dub con, ART IS GREAT, hand holding during sex, 10/10 will re-read, muscular bodies

Yours to Claim 

Tags: ongoing, love triangle, Dom/sub dynamics, smut, main is big switch energy, reincarnation, jealousy, manipulative, possessive, self aware lead for the most part, toxic af, GREAT ART, college, rich semes, 10/10 will re-read and not even finished, SONOFABITCH that cliff hanger!! Season 3 come thruuuu (I have to wait until November? *cries* BUT MAH LOVE TRIANGLE!!, I want a THROUPLE GOD DAMN IT

The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation

Tags: obsessed with this story, will the incense burner scenes make it?? No tags because I'll never forget this one haha wangxian 5ever, send me all fanfics/fan art you have about this story, love Dark Wangji, Jadecest, ABO/omegaverse, Bottom Wangji/Top Wei Ying, and honestly anything regarding this fandom

Bj Alex

Tags: completed, great art, 11/10 will re-read, cam boy, fanboy, seme is an asshole, uke is so sexy, jealously, rich seme, enemies to lovers kind of?, CHANWOO IS MY BOY FOR LIFE, Chanwoo MD supremacy, BDSM (like really really), fuck I love Chanwoo, college students, rich seme, emotional rollercoaster, uke soft body, mean seme, college life, that one nosy bitch ass guy trying to expose my boys needs to fuck right off, seme split/fake personality, dub con 

Anti PT

Tags: ongoing, 11/10 re-readable, porn with feelings, love triangle, jealousy, attempted non-con, personal training wink wink, main love interest is actually the best, second male lead is a god damn creep, first time, smut, great art, sex addict/constantly horny uke, I WANT A HWI, 

Related: https://www.anime-planet.com/manga/anti-pt/recommendations 

Payback

Tags: ongoing, both are psychopaths tbh, revenge, gangs, uke sells himself to seme, violent seme, entertainment industry, brunette supremacy, what this motherfucker gonna do? hehe , great art, muscular bodies, dead dove do not eat, my mans must be GOOD looking/animal magnetism cause everyone losing their fucking minds, okay this is a comedy I’m dying, he tried to scare him with wanting to be a top but my psycho said REVERSEUNO BITCH I’M A VERSE (wait jk apparently *sigh*), anonymous masked sex (sad n’ kinky)

My Suha

Tags: ongoing, wow this gets dark, possessive af like holy shit, terrible people all around uke, rape, boss/employee, office politics/family politics, smut, characters that are punchable, dead dove do not eat, *velociraptor noises*, avoided this for a while but I’m back because nothing can be more emotionally devastating than Banana Fish, TIE HIM UP, FUCK HIS FACE ALKSJD:ASKD, FUCK SUHA UR SO HOT that dirty talk though YAS, glad I picked this back up lmao, GOD DAMN IT just when the package arrived then this red head fucker *screams*

Shame Application aka Dirty Vibration

Tags: completed, friends to lovers, model seme, cute af uke, love triangle, entertainment industry, smut, kink, all kinds of sex everywhere, realized feelings, mutual pining, jealousy, rich seme, blonde seme, big brother 1984 always watching, 10/10 would re-read, porn with plot, they were roommates!, ~straight~ seme, first times, great art, remembering some cringe but considering the story it’s par for the course

Will You Subscribe

Tags: ongoing, season 1 completed, enemies to lovers, cam boy, office politics, boss/employee, hiding a secret, public sex, stalkers/creepy men, emotionally stunted characters, mutual pining, idiots in lust, lingerie company, slut shaming, jealousy/possessiveness, season 2 bebeh, HOLDING HANDS *velociraptor noises*, LMAO okay my mans is not THAT old how tf does he not know netflix and chill, BUNNY COSTUME (quickly becoming my new fav trope in manga, A+ gang), oh we stan a good boy, wtf is wrong with wanting to do cam work, ‘I wish my marks could become permanent’ *omegaverse wink*, *works for lingerie company* *doesn’t understand where bf gets sexy costumes* like wut kind of fuckery…, cross dressing ftw, roleplay, classic BL miscommunication trope

Hyperventilation

Tags: completed, high school crush, unrequited love, mutual pining, smut, quickie (short story), class reunion, apparently furry with the extra chapter turning my man into a bunny but c'est la vie! https://myreadingmanga.info/korean-bl-animation-hyperventilation-engsub/ this is the animation of the same story, different endings but same in tone (this site is spammy AF but the English subs are so hard to find for this) 8/10 

Unmei no tsugai ga omae da nante

Tags: only one bed, ABO, office setting. Coworkers, enemies to lovers, competitive, equality in the omegaverse, dubcon, real dicks and not lightsabers, fated pair, art is cute af 8/10

K’s Secret

Tags: buckle up buttercup, dead dove do not eat, angst, pining, somnophilia, dub con, non con, boss/employee, manipulative, stalking, forced relationship, tragic childhood background, weird art but gets better,  uke: don’t threaten me with a good time but seriously stop threatening me, possessive & obsessive, seme is like the fucking hulk compared to uke, wow were going full psycho stalker hm?, dating a narcissist is all fun and (mind)games, con non con… ? honestly who tf knows, domestic!, OW MY HEART, the t/n WAP note sent me, ch 51 translated by gen z, do special ep= furry? Wait there’s a maid costume, bunny costume, directors friends keeping it real, rough translations 8/10

Enthusiasm

Tags: ongoing, dead dove do not eat, uke buys seme, masc boys, muscular bodies, fight club, master/slave, rich uke, revenge, real dicks not lightsabers, rough sex, cuckholding, daddy issues, suicide, wow the end of ch 5 punched a hole in my heart, penile implant life,  rough translations makes the storyline wonky, nvm back to lightsabers *star wars noises*, HAD ME FEELING SOME TYPE OF WAY I CAN NOT, shibari, possessive, wait this is cute *velociraptor noises*, angst, no kithes for you “bestie”, OBSESSED, honestly choke him pupper, STAY THE NIGHT ALKSDJA:SLDKJAS:LKDJA:SLDKj, problematic but I’m riding for these two, 

Ichimai Goshi Fetish

Tags: completed, short, fetishes DO start in childhood don’t they *ruminates*, author: describes ML as a beautiful 2D character meanwhile: ML IS 2D character, fellas is it gay to kiss the homies?, “real dudes don’t interest me” is a MOOD, comedy, jealousy, college setting, dialogue is A+, not lightsabers but not dicks either, first time, when you’re fucked so good you think you’ve died, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4uEq5Nx6ko, hero/villain roleplay. Fluff n smut 10/10

My Purrfect Boss

Tags: completed, tooth rotting fluff because blondie is so FUCKING cute little sensitive soul, golden retriever boyfriend, pure comedy, DECEASED, MY MAN JUST DID THE SLOW BLINK, office setting, boss/employee, ~wasted~ (red dead redemption meme),  FFS SO CUTE, he put a ring on it right away beyonce would be proud af, he protecc he attack but most importantly he hit it from the back, jealousy, honeymoon phase of dating, the ex is a snake (update: oh wow literally), I’m picking up abuse/PTSD vibes based on how Kang reacts to his ex :(, classic BL miscommunication plot, immediately no meme audio (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o6XWSGfYnps) ,  I WILL STRAIGHT UP MURDER CHA WTF!!!!!!, gang rape, spiked with drugs that force heat, me rn:*screaming/rage*, psychotic ex/abuser, HE PROTECCC, actual relief after that scene jesus fuck, okay YES kings I see you, okay this is giving me cuteness aggression, hi yes I’d like to adopt a cat and a dog please 9/10

Following Namsoo to the Bathhouse

Tags: completed, same author as, “My Purrfect Boss”, A+ comedy once again, JUNIOR, gay awakening, “fap myself to death” DEAD, facial expressions are ridic, my minds telling me no but my body, my bodyyyy’s telling me yaaaaa, ya boy is literally losing his mind over this, actual lightsabers lmao, FLUFF, permasmile, 6969, THINKS THEY’RE GOING TO EAT RAMEN, dense gay, own your skin wtf okay hannibal calm down, everyone is officially cray,  ah I also am barfy when drunk, denial really is something hm, classic BL miscommunication plot, when people pleasing too far, happy ending 🥺🥰, side story: our crazy gets his very own crazy (ashton Kutcher from spread vibes), public sex, sex sparkle 9/10

Alien in my Closet

Tags: ongoing (maybe completed but def ongoing on the site I use), not rapey at all?? You’d think it’s impossible in this medium ffs, anti pt vibes, cute art, fluff ‘n smut, red head!!, they were roomates!, sex toys, bsdm, D/s (brat)dynamic or maybe owner/pet, bondage, *tiffany hadish voice* this is noiceeee, con humiliation/degradtion, SANTA CLAUS, edging, marking, one lotus please (he’s clearly read the 4 agreements and karma sutra), con non con, exhibitionism, the wrist thing stays on people, Katoptronophilia,  roleplay, is it stalking when you bring your friends?, lotus: welcome home cheater, the chin on the head thing gives me cuteness aggression, the twins are my favs, when ur crush vanilla af 😭, haesung: experiment on me daddy, no dick until halfway through/fingering supremacy, bedroom sessions has me gagged, voyeurism, wait they haven’t kissed this whole time I forgot (audio: https://www.tiktok.com/@ryley/video/6976701880277748997?lang=en), sunbae is sus, YES FINALLY A FUCKING SWITCH COUPLE AKJSDHALKSJDHASKLJDHALS KJDALKSJD (update: sort of), there’s a missed opportunity for an anal probe joke, damn it okay maybe sunbae is chill, 3 musketeers, my heart*implodes*, *velociraptor noises*, 12/10 would re-read such fluff my heart 

On Doorstep

Tags: completed, age gap, reese has ptsd, jimmy going from 0 to 100, jimmy really got down on his knees at work, ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) deepest part you say, real dicks, ride him like a rodeo, quickie/short story, porn with plot

Gorani Jeon

Tags: ongoing, omegaverse, no alpha though, animal hybrid, art is beautiful like it's drawn on paper not a screen, 40 inch weave yours came in a pack, historical (non-modern), lord send me a sexy man pls, the memes after each chapter are golden, taking the phrase licking wounds literally, is that an eggplant or are you just happy to see me hehe, ahhh so inhibitors do exist here, vertical 69, here lays Bau fucked to death by Ran, WHY HE TOUCHING MY MAN, these chickens are dope, stomp on his dick, that’s what I call a happy meal, fucked right out the front door I’M DEAD, mpreg, i need a tiger+mountain god spin off (whoops dad/son my bad), slice of life, cute fluff 8/10

Room to room

Tags: completed, college setting, A+ dialogue, absurd size difference, unrequited love,  sexsomina, dubcon, angst, death by a thousand cuts emotionally, insecurity, body envy, pining, friends to lovers, they were roommates!, homophobia, sexual assault, PTSD, gays in denial, the tattoo 🥺 ow my heart, truly this is 90% smut, “going from unrequited love to fwbs is shittier than I expected”, dowan *bad blood by t swift* when he sees garam, ch 22garam reminds me of my ex and that’s not a compliment, I’m not gay but my boyfriend is vibes, triflers need not apply, spanking, 😭😭😭😭😭 my heart hurts, is anyone getting a bit of a puppy play vibe? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vni9ZWmDXis, handcuffs, lots of head we stan, dowan’s gotta a touch of a foot thing or maybe body worship thing, asdlfgkjs ;dlkfgjsd;flkgj;sdflkgj;sdlfgjs;d/gkdf SO CUTEEEEEEEEEEE, roleplay. They broke the bed no use of crying over spilled milk ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), side stories delivering man in uniform and sex toys AND puppy, asdlkjaslfkasdjfl;askdfjasdf the shirt thing is so hot, watersports, I take it back this is 98% smut 9/10

Mistake Lover

Tags: completed, when ur bff is back on their BS, love triangle, coworkers, i swear all these ukes look the same to me at this point (which is very cute), GE!!!! (wangxian flashbacks), wait no smut?.... Paused

Yagi to ookami no hatsujou jijou

Tags: completed, quickie/short story, literally on my reading list because a comment said “nice cock 10/10”hahahaha, animal hybrids, scifi/aliens, me during chapter one: am I a furry? No. Am I? Relevant audio https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=noJNIqvDfoo, hotties when human GOD DAMN, bi king, okay I stan this girl changing gears take your opportunities honey!, does blondie have a tinder or how is this happening? (update: called it), feminization, dubcon/noncon, marking, heats, idk about 10/10 cock but not lightsabers, translation is ruff (get it?), a yankee hahaha, literal wound licking, googles chimera, *claps* yes king selfish call his ass out, tail holding caaaayoooot, not that isn’t usually copious amounts of cum but really this is a lot 8/10

Make Me Bark

Tags: completed, $250 a month rent?? *cries in Californian*, god damn it these grey haired 2D men are really hot fml, “next months rent is a looming concern but I hope it’ll get better” followed by apartment on fire is how I feel about reality, rare characters that smile way more than they frown, sex toys, kink, puppy play, owner/pet dynamic, sugar daddy/baby, college setting, harness, muzzle, leash, tail plug, shirt thing!!, soaked briefs, playing barbie IRL, omg meet cute at the adult store, intercrural sex, possessive/jealousy, ah fuck yes I saw this panel on IG but it didn’t have the source but now hehe, whipping, choking, spanking, *bookmarks*, simp city, childhood friends, side couple cute af, yeonsoo: sorry I’m an anti romantic, size queen, mens lingerie, domestic, mutual pining,  these bestie pairings are *chefs kiss*, skinny but muscular bodies/no ridiculous size differences, “does he have a big dick?” “probably” “well tell him to come” GAGGED AJKSDHALSKDJHA this dialogue pure comedy, exhibitionism, human auction, maid costume, men in heels, topping in a dress, girl at the bus stop HAHAHA, ffs this is so cute, side stories: it’s a small world afterall, dynamic role reversal, pink haired boy is guru, SCREAMING AKDJA:SLDKJA:LKDJA:LSDKJLAKDJA:LDJAL:SKDJASLKDJA:SLKDJLAKSDJLASDJ:LASJD:ALSKDJASL:DJ:ASLJDPUTARINGONIT!!!! 11/10 

Gurume no fukurami

Tags: completed, quickie/short story, food fetish, feeding fetish, age gap, throuple-eqsue? There’s 3 people involved, paused ch 1 pg 30

Under the Green Light

Tags: ongoing, thank you IG for rec’ing this, brunette supremacy, neurodivergent?, lmao @hag, this statue is everything I wonder if it’s based on a real piece?, we went from talking art to being pinned to the ground REAL quick, translations rough but not as rough as my mans here, draw me like one of your french girls vibe, sass master, these dicks are ridiculously huge which is saying something for this genre, i love a verse/switch, “first time he’s asked someone to stop so his self-esteem is hurt” HAHAHAHA, stealing bae’s shirt, facials galore, car sex/public sex, jin not into praise kink clearly, sort of slut shaming jealousy, marking

Walk on Water

Tags: completed, for being about porn it’s not that smutty (i take it back), “don’t even think about running away” got me like https://giphy.com/gifs/VABbCpX94WCfS, actual dicks (lightsabers later must be the cleaners not the OG), muscular bodies, blonde seme, brunette uke, k mcqueen is everything, honestly haven’t loved a couple this much since chanwoo x MD and I LOVE THEM, jealousy, orgasm denial, the angles/frames of the art in this are insane (11/10), emotional intimacy CUTENESS HASIHDLASKDHJLAKSJDH, i wanna lick lick lick you from your head to your toes, dirty talk A+, bestie you turned out to be Judas you judgy fuck how dare you touch my man, Ryan is 50 shades of fucked up bb needs therapy, Chang and yeowoons sexual tension is *chefs kiss*, I ship it/all my ships sailing, woof non con but expected tbh, YEAH BABY YEAH *Austin powers voice*, fml I don’t want this story to end, meeting the Hets ™ would make me nervous too, spiderman kith, mirror sex sjkadfhasldjkfh, 34+35, JOI but with a partner? Not D/s, promises are made to broken hehe, that feeling when you understand the title, omg the fan art is so cool!! 15/10 would re-read seriously I can’t explain how well the artist used angles/how she portrayed the scenes was fucking MASTERFUL

Woof Wolf

Tags: that's my best friend (saweetie), red heads, werewolf au, college setting, students, shoot a shot in your mouth while I'm riding, facials, marking

Sexual Awakening of an Ex Delinquent 

Tags: completed, quickie/short story, sexual coercion/non con/dub con, tiddies, bondage, nipple play, edging/orgasm denial, candy in ass wow, food kink, kink in general, rich seme working class uke, lightsabers,  big dick Jesus fuck, exhibitionism, public sex, men's lingerie, Blondie is a sweet baby angel, self hatred/homophobia, sexual narrating that has me like oof 😣 that's not how this works but okay, the sweet spots thing is a great line, man is a slave to the sweets, lmao at the meme at the end of ch 9 fucking facts, kidnapping plot, rapey guys all around this story, tattoo/back story reveal has me like *nods head yes*, my throats broken has me gagged, crazy amount of sfx noises that distract from the art (I really appreciate cleaners I realize), first times, rushed ending feels,  would rate 6/10 not terrible but probably won't read again.  

With Your Tail Yes

Tags: ongoing, IG rec, quickie/short story, on man brunette looks EXACTLY like a different character by another artist like for real duplicate, home boy pulled Elle Wood’s Bend n Snap and we are HERE FOR IT, lingerie/cross dressing, okay compilation of short stories, great artwork but wtf these are far too short (maybe uploaded wrong..?), *immediately makes deal with the devil because yum*, ah okay previews THEN stories, human animal hybrid situation, lightsabers, fucking imagine your crush delivery the sex toy you ordered online HAHA *dies*, buys toys because men ain’t shit is a VIBE, you know he’s always wearing matching sets because he’s 100% that bitch, dub con/non con, knotting (unexpected), exhibitionism, public sex, good ol’ fashion blackmail to get your lover to stay with you trope, sexual assault/attempted rape, victim blaming, shibari, leashes, D/brat dynamic sort of, copious amounts of cum, lube? What lube?, marathon sex, first time, 75 hours?? Immediately no meme, 7/10 mostly for art/concepts but not execution

Heat and Run

Tags: ongoing, IG rec, omegaverse, friends to enemies to lovers, multiple couples as main to sides then sides to mains, my heart dropped because I thought the first sex scene was incest but then realized I’m mixing up all the characters derp, dense gays, this is america (the shooting comment WOOF reality feels bad man), blondes have more fun, real dicks, dubcon/CNC dealers choice, mutual pining, idiots in love, big alpha energy BDE, there are moments I feel Hayoung on a spiritual level and not sure that’s a compliment hahaha, orgasm denial/edging, istg if he bonded without Hayoung permission *jenna marbles BOIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII YOU BETTAH NOT*, also I was hoping the idol was him but realizing it’s probs his sis, *deep sigh*, BDIRL, wow racism, oh no oh no no no no no meme audio, listen everyone needs to get into therapy to break that generational trauma is all I’m saying (not excusing abuse at all, trauma isn’t a free pass), NO ONE WANTS TO PLAY A GAME WITHOUT KNOWING THE RULES :ALKSDHJALKSDJA:SLKDJTRUE, matthew singing bo burnham: I’m problematic *background singers ‘he’s a problem!’*, i ship it yolo, JAEHO STAN (no means no!), mpreg, god damn it I am so worried about him getting roofie and the party scene hasn’t even started ABO WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TOO ME, OH THANK JAEHO, dayummmm that clapback was real fuck him UP, me clapping: MARK HIM MARK HIM, GOD DAMN IT WITH THESE ONGOING FUCKING CLIFF HANGERS FML, marked via knotting? Okay that’s new, but also like normal marking I think, fucking til bottom pees trope

Heaven Officials Blessing

Animated series season 1 complete. Live action currently filming (same director as Untamed too UGH SO HAPPY)

Tags: ongoing, same author as my fav ever MDZS, just finished season 1 animated on netflix and can no longer avoid this because I LOVE THEM, all the memes on IG make sense now, Prince voice: Dearly Beloved (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aXJhDltzYVQ) we are gathered here today to dive deeper into a fandom I will never escape, ART IS AMAZING (https://tenor.com/view/incredible-talented-lady-brilliant-gaga-gif-14857187), group chats are always chaotic tbh, wait a minute meme audio: bride = bottom? How tf did I not get that the first time round *sigh* always hoping for a verse couple, the asst. Boys I ship hard, the sass, fuck this is going to just be pure angst isn’t it *straps in, has fluffy manga queued*, even if no smut 11/10 gege porn, not subtle, god FUCK this ART IS SO FUCKING GOOD THE TALENT skjas;ldkfja;, 🥺, traumatic cliff moment *mdzs flashbacks*, HC smirk is my new favorite thing, no fucking but lots of touching, size difference, horror, gore, wuxia, great side characters, my ear feels tingly too lmao, SOMEONE BETTER GET THESE MF SNAKES ON THIS MF PLANE (cliff), umbrella moments got me uwu, gimme at least didi pleaseandthankyou, FUCK I LOVE THIS ARTIST she keeping us WELL fed with these extras DAYUM, wind/earth master ship please sail, CALL ME DADDY IM DEAD, HC has LWJ energy like you are not qualified to talk to me LOL, WAIT this totally counts as there was only one bed trope, also I’m already excited about omegaverse ff (send me recs please please please)

4 week lovers

Tags: ongoing because apparently I want to torture myself, mutual pining/”unrequited love”, college life, friends to lovers, blackmail ur crush into sex trope, public sex, I was going to tag possessive body language but possessive in a general sense apparently (starting strong yessss), sure jan @unrequited love dialogue, THEY WERE ROOMMATES *cackles*, sus haha, rough translation, pure comedy, shirt thing!, casual abuse :( (back story, traumatic childhood), I’m getting TharnType vibes (but not quite…), that note is precious, cry during/after sex, great angles, dialogue A+ 

Burlesque Night

Tags: completed, quickie/short story, stripper/body guard, coworkers, lust at first sight, magic mike vibes, fridays = getting fucked on stage O-O, well that was traumatizing af, took a bullet, real dicks, LDR, CUTE, I’m not in love with you… sure jan, OH WOW MASTER dlksaj;alsdkja;lsdkja;sld, gay awakening/first time, the art detail is *chefs kiss*, disappointed but not surprised :( :( :(, we stan a yes and lover, shirt thing, still not sure wtf the vertical anus thing is but full circle moment haha, you know what fuck it I’d re-read this 9/10

My one and only cat

Tags: ongoing, cat hybrids, god damn it I’m totally in furrydom ffs, ah well here we go, idol hot = loneliness wahhh /s, so hot he literally transforms other beings, omg a cat cafe CUTE, fuck that cat is cute *so fluffy*, stalker status, comedy, real dicks, I think the uncle would be supportive/jealous even I hope they talk about it I’m dying to know his thoughts, big tiddies, if this ain’t the cutest shit FLUFF/SMUT, copious amounts of cum, ate it with the panties on, CAKE, xmas, his milkshakes bring all the boy(cats) to the yard, trifling bitch

Imitation Mate

Tags: completed, omegaverse, alpha x alpha. Class rivals YAS, childhood frans, enemies to lovers omg this is all the shit I want, manipulation 1000 but yolo I ship it

Mr. 100% Perfect

Tags: ongoing, so relatable, OCD?, hoarder, when I read the title I thought mental illness and I was right, masks ugh RELATABLE, getting back together w ex, woof sibling drama/manipulation, suicide attempt, omg their communication regarding the psycho is REFRESHING, OMG JEJU ISLAND I see it in every fucking kdrama ever but this is the first time I’ve seen it mentioned in a manga *hm* interesting, furry furry everywhere, eye contact, finished reading season 1 pause for an omergaverse cause, okay I’m back and season 2 starting STRONG #1 men are gross #2 mans just went right to a blowie while mf was trying to pee lmao i can NOT the germs barf, fuckboi extraordinaire stressing over a textback is *great*, that istg face is perfect, HYUNGGGG, hand on his heart OW MY HEART, vibe check LOL, here for this plot dev, END OF SEASON2 NOOOOOOOimnotready. Head bonks CUTE

The origin of species

Tags: ongoing, omegaverse, sex tape, blackmail, i already don’t like this teacher, size difference, ‘JUST DIE’ hahahahahaha, I’m in love with noona, wait Ahjussi means uncle/mister? Dangerous convenience store has a new meaning to me now, DECEASED @they won’t, copious amounts of cum, alcohol to have intimacy *sighs in early 20s*, also WTF THEY ARE FUCKING AND THERE’S NO PHERMONE STUFF! What’s the point of being ABO without smell *swaggy p meme???*, wait okay ch 11 it begins, stockholm syndrome but since childhood I’m fairly certain *looking at you teacher I don’t trust these mfs*, dubcon obviously, also the can’t be knotted thing has me *cardi b meme that’s weird that’s sus* obvs poor bb about to get preg af, five word horror story: I won’t hurt you again *why tf you lyinggggg why u always lyinggg meme*, white collar crime, what’s the point of a contract when there’s no actual choice

How to Chase an Alpha

Tags: ongoing, lowkey been avoiding this one not because I think it’ll be bad I just..idk the brain is a weird thing, page 2 and I love mains attitude fucking gagged sass me bb, starting with rough translation but it be that way sometimes, GROUNDS HIMSELF BY TOUCHING HIS BLACK CARD I CANTTT, pheromone city fuck it UP, MC is a MOOD, mutual pining, when u and bae both hire PI’s to get info on each other, R-E-S-P-E-C-T, shirt thing, fucking chuffed about the rival fucking bring it, funny art, cheated on ugh mah heart I saw it coming and it still hurt, pure comedy this airport scene is so funny to me wtf, LDR, good ol murica fuckboi, LOVE HIM RIDE FOR UR MAN/MORALS, liams a little rapey rapist hm? No one’s ever said no… well being flooded with pheromones isn’t consent my dude, istg liam = I love it when they struggle, obvs jealousy/possessive tag but such is ABO, cat suit, BUNNY suit, sexy costumes, god damn it I love them that proposal/mpreg so cute, imprinting AW, ugh baes fam is so cute I needed that bc I wanna strangle wooyoungs dad, THE SECETARY is my fucking fav never stops being A+, SEC+LIAM?? Here for it *i ship it*, FUCK SO CUTE 12/10 re-read, fluff n smut, excited for how to chase an omegaside story hyung needs love!, JINI is mood, sales king I’m dying, that collar is ~hot~ btw

Egoism

Tags: completed (because jesus I can’t with ongoing, theheartbreakTM), UPDATE FML THE HEART BREAK IS REAL also no smut, omegaverse, hey stepbro, starts with rape, possessive/jealousy (isn’t all ABO?), age difference (6years, alpha is younger *can I get hyung plz lord*), HYUNG, woof this dad SUCKS, child abuse, rape culture *sigh*, I wanna get jacked like rick and summer and beat tf out of the dad, me n my cat, TELL EM HONEY I love this MC, traitor indeed, beta x omega btw, fated pair, coercive sex, didi going to be his own demise, BREAKUP/TIME SKIP NO this is BL hell, the rona is mentioned in this, ALL I WANT IS TO HEAR YOUR STORY WAHHHHHHHHHH also YES MY SHIP IS GOING TO SAIL I CAN FEEL IT, okay honestly frustrating a bit but also liked it yah 7-8/10, won’t re-read unless I’m looking for hurt though cause the comfort is BRIEF

Yarichin bitch bu

Tags: ongoing, reading because I watched this anime after seeing it mentioned in the comment section of -im-being-harassed-by-the-sexiest-man-of-the-year, anime was 2 eps a fucking wild the way this is uploaded SUCKS, no reality porn what plot rape-y ridiculous and now I need to read the source apparently haha, I need to know much more about yuri and blue hair guy ASAP (they have the spin off*adds to list*), high school setting, smut, studentsxstudents/teachers, photography club my ass, sex toys, kinky, crossdressing, gay awakening, unrequited love, jealousy, fake relationship, two faced people, OCD, COMEDY, rich people problems, hoarder, inferiority complex, one bed, toono is a dumbass in this love triangle or denial might be a better word, they are cousins my dude stop shipping it (I say to both toono and myself LOL), I wanna see Yuri’s face laksdjf;aldskf, vibrator #18 line is fucking iconic, yaguchi is about to get real interesting (BPD?), lies/manipulation, oh toono you sweet summer child, YURI i can’t wit chu, wait did he just punch the student because he won’t kiss him or???, dubcon/noncon obvs, finally my verse couple but they’re not a couple (yuri/tamu), they all care about each other is a weird way awwww, love confessions to pet vibrator scene are ICONIC MY DUDES I CAN NOTTT, lowkey living for Yuri’s drooling at this point, Jimi gives me such bad second hand embarrassment, Yuri the switch verse bb I’ve been looking for need more!, internalized homophobia, blackmail, MIDDLE FINGER IN THE AIR YAS KING, the heartbreak of ongoing/hasn’t been updated in years

Yarichin bitch bu dj wa

Tags: not completed I think, years old though, see above you know what it is, so cute omg, FIRST KISS AW, degradation kink?, MY VERSE COUPLE I’ve finally found you, biting, choking, rough sex, sex toys, they had fun together for another two hours DECEASED

Fucked by my Best Friend

Tags: ongoing, friends to lovers, body swap, Porn what plot, cannon threesomes in past maybe??(MFF for sure but MMF??), beach life, revenge, he became a HOT woman so honestly get over it, sloppy seconds, first off you’re both sluts second lmao this is going to be wild hm?, fellas is it gay if you kiss the homies, classic did you cum guy jfc, that’s how you get preg dumbass, ah the joys of being a woman /s assault in der clrub, *DEEP SIGH* @ you almost being raped turns me on, YES TURNING BACK DYING, gender has nothing to do with this LOL but true. Also yes cannon threesomes/orgies, googles frotting, mans like narrating playtime, intecurial sex public sex, lingerie, this is the closest thing to straight manga I’ve read hahaha, THE SCIENCE OMG FUCKING RIDIC :you need a mass amount of semen within you SURE JAN, possessive. Objectification, she trying to fuck without Shion LMAO, 34+35, do you think he’s on r/nofap, dry orgasm honestly impressed with mans rn ngl, spit as lube, anal fingering, just helping the homies find their prostate, bottom shaming (disappointed but not surprised), bis/gays in denial smh, question if he has a wet dream will he turn into a woman?, shirt thing, lol at female orgasm =anal in switcharoos mind, paging doc perv, shion is enjoying dressing up hm? Same dude, biggest reality gap is believing shion got admitted to a college HAHA, bad anatomy all over the place dude, rui is a dedicated exhibitionist, HE SO TIGHT BECAUSE THERES NO LUBE team no lube over here apparently not even a courtesy spit, yandere territory sort of?, Mayu with the dick wet comment is *chefs kiss*, THE HEARTBREAK OF ONGOING WAHHH I can’t believe I read all this but I can? 8/10 problematic possessive porn

[wildernessuntothemselves]

kang dont make me jealous again taehyun i don't know why but yes i’m simping for this tyun

I know he's so unhinged so why is it so sexy???

I'm gonna give you updates about him and reader that you never asked for: (warning: dead character and mentions of a dead body)

After the events of the fic, he takes you to his prefect quarters and fucks you dumb until you're apologizing for even talking to that wretched gryffindor

The next morning he makes you break up with soobin, keeping an eye on you the entire time. Soobin can immediately there is something wrong because he's a sweetheart like that and oops he touches you, asking if you're okay. A feeling of dread washes over you and you yank his hands off, screaming at him to stay away from you. You hope that would stop taehyun from taking his anger out on you but you're a dumb little whore aren't you? If you weren't such a slut you wouldn't have let that bastard put his hands on you. You were asking for it and taehyun was gonna make you sorry for what you did

You spend your years at hogwarts in absolute misery, not being able to say or do anything without taehyun's permission, getting punished every time anyone talked to you because surely you were plotting your escape together and taehyun won't fucking let that happen. You're his. You've been his ever since the first day he'd laid eyes on you in the sorting ceremony and he makes sure to remind you of his ownership over you every night

When hogwarts got attacked, taehyun had planned to kidnap you so he could finally have you all to himself, to keep you as his little pet forever. But soobin throws a wrench in those plans, coming to your rescue and snatching you right out of taehyun's arms. The look on taehyun's face as soobin takes you away gives you nightmares for months to come. But soobin stays by your side every night, soothing and comforting you every time you wake up from a recurring nightmare where taehyun was hunting you. Soobin promises you that you're safe with him, that you'll never again fall into that psycho's hands. And little by little you start to believe it.

You and soobin get into a relationship and it's beautiful. It's everything your relationship with taehyun wasn't. Soobin is everything taehyun isn't and you think to yourself that maybe what you went through with taehyun was payment for getting to end up with someone like soobin, your hero, your soon to be husband

It was all shattered in the blink of an eye, just like you'd feared. He promised he'd protect you. He promised he'd never leave you. So why was he laying cold and dead at your feet? You want to yell at him, to curse him out for leaving you alone, but no sound could escape your dry throat as you watch your deranged tormenter triumphantly making his way towards you. He stops before your husband's dead boy, turning him onto his back with his foot. "Look at him, darling. Look at your false hero, felled by my wand like the dog he is."

You don't look. You can't.

Taehyun grabs you by the hair and pushes your head down. "I said look at him!" He growls, pressing the heel of his shoes against soobin's cheek, your husband's head lolling to the side easily, the life having long left him. Your breaths get quicker as you see the empty look in his glazed eyes, and soon you start heaving and crying. Taehyun doesn't like that, slapping you across the face. "Don't cry over him."

But you can't stop so he keeps slapping you again and again until your tears dry out and your face is as red as blood.

"You're done having your little pity party? Good. Let's go home now." He pulls you towards him. "I hope you've saved up some tears for me because darling your punishment hasn't even begun."

[lilacprincessofrecovery]

A Stark Halloween Party // Tony Stark x Plus Size Reader

Word Count: 1788 Warning: Light insecurity

There's this one girl. She wasn't a girl. She was a woman. She was bigger than other women. She was different. She loved herself. That's what drew big time tech billionare Tony Stark to her. He liked that she was confident. She was sometimes sarcastic under her breath when she thought no one could hear her. Tony realized that she was very similar to him. Tony didn't treat her like he treated Pepper. Pepper had actually decided to go to a law firm instead of working with Tony.

He knew y/n would be slower than Pepper in heels. He would only order her to stand beside him and write his work notes while he was in his lab. She would make him laugh. That wasn't easy for him since the New York incident. He loved to see her every day at 10am. Being confident was a great thing to be around Tony Stark.

Another thing about him, Tony always loved parties. No disaster would get him down when it came to a celebration or charity. Halloween was a big shen-dig for him. He was a man who liked costumes, too. He made everyone's costumes better yet he had someone else make the costumes; not that he didn't have an idea of the costumes but he couldn't sew. He decided after the computer generated the costumes to go and switch them up himself and give everyone Tony Stark appointed costumes.

He had called everyone in the compound to the main conference room. Everyone was surprised that Tony called everyone since there was nothing on the news or on the tv monitors hanging around the place, lately. He explained that he wanted to throw a Halloween bash. He started giving everyone their costumes and that their outfits will be sent to them when they get made. It was 2 weeks until Halloween. He could do it. He even thought about making them dress up as each other but after he chuckled about that he decided to go with traditional costumes.

Tony named off announcing the costumes explaining he used a generator so they won't guess he chose legitimately to give him and y/n similar matching costumes. or get annoyed if they didn't like the costumes he picked.

Steve. Sailor.

Natasha. Angel.

Y/n. Princess.

Clint. Ghost Face.

Thor. Pro Wrestler.

Peter Parker. Vampire.

Sam. Police Officer.

Scott. Devil.

Rhodey. Storm Trooper.

Wanda. Jessica Rabbit. (Mostly because of the hair)

Vision. Michael Myers.

Bucky. Werewolf.

Happy. Superman.

Loki. Plague Doctor.

and himself. Prince Charming.

It was a bit harder than he thought to give them all costumes. They all practically live in costumes. He chose the most ironic costumes he could. He however made sure he and y/N were matching. He wouldn't tell he didn't generate the costumes. Only FRIDAY knows.

Once everyone got their costumes, they're of course was arguements of why they got the costume they got. Tony rolled his eyes. "Deal with it." He smiled at y/N and went and left to go to his office. He ordered a famous designer to create the costumes except the princess one. He wanted to design that one himself.

"I can't believe I'm even coming to this party," Loki complained.

"Your face will be covered, Brother," Thor responded.

Loki groaned.

"I am stronger than any wrestler," Thor thinks. "I do not trust technology."

Steve looked at Natasha. "I considered joining the marines. I preferred to be an army soldier though."

Natasha was in shock and crossed her arms. "I am no angel. I would rather be a ninja."

Steve chuckles, "Tony's not going to change his mind."

Natasha rolled her eyes, "I blame the computer more than him."

Wanda looked to Steve and Natasha, "My costume is the most sexist outfit..."

Vision looks at her with a soft smile, "I would love to see you in that costume."

Wanda then forgets all her worries about being so sexy and caresses his cheek, "You ok with your costume babe?"

Vision nods, "I will wear whatever is given. I haven't ever celebrated Halloween before."

Wanda smiles, "Ok."

Vision tilts his head, "Who is Michael Myers?"

Wanda calmly describes the psycho to him.

Vision thinks, "I see..." He said that a lot.

Scott looks to Clint, "I'm just glad to be a part of this team."

Clint nodded, "I was going to take my kids trick-or-treating this year..."

Scott laughed, "Well maybe it won't be on actual Halloween."

Clint nodded, "Hope so." He wasn't too fond of his costume. The devil? Really? He disapproved.

Natasha looked at Clint, "Really? you think you got it bad? I've never worn a dress before. A white one at that."

"Computers aren't against you," Happy interrupted Nat and Clint.

Happy liked the idea of being Superman. Finally, he is a superhero like everyone else around him.

Happy looked at Peter who was over excited for being invited to his first Avenger/Tony/"Adult" party. "Are you alright kid?"

Peter nods and flops down on the couch. "Oh yeah. I am excited! I also love that Tony is making our costumes. He always makes me great costumes. You think I can invite MJ? and/or Ned? Do you think Mr. Stark would mind?"

Happy shrugged, "I don't think he would mind."

Bucky was quiet standing in a corner not caring either which way. but trying to think of what a werewolf costume would look like.

Rhodey thought a storm trooper would be cool. Star Wars is a classic afterall.

Sam was neutral about his outfit. He didn't care one way or another about being a police officer. He was trying to imagine himself in it. He could be a police officer. He loved helping people and saving the day. He felt like a police officer anyway. Just with the metal wings.

y/N was being quiet. She was worried now that her costume wouldn't fit once Tony gives it to her. Talk about embarassing. She hurriedly rushed up to her room to avoid anyone else. She wasn't an insecure person since middle school. She was surprised her confidence was currently faltering.

"Looks like the computer thinks you and I should match," She bumps into Tony.

"Tony... I didn't see you... sorry," y/n told him.

"Are you alright?" Tony arched his brow.

"I was wondering if... maybe I could pick my own costume. I mean I'll still be a princess... I just..."

"What are you afraid of... you don't want to match with me?"

"Tony... I'm not feeling well. I am going to my room," She left.

"Hmm... hey... y/N, wait!" Tony didn't understand why she wasn't happy or glad they matched.

She looked in the mirror and immediately went to bed after sighing loudly. She needed to get her mind off of the party. She wasn't even happy that she was even invited to one of the biggest shen-digs of the year.

She was very quiet during her work the following days. Tony was concerned. He had FRIDAY keep an eye on her for him. She was just anxious and didn't try to keep up with him anymore. She wasn't even wearing heels anymore.

The costumes came in from the designer. Tony already had everyone's measurements so he had sent them out. He didn't have y/n's so he tried scientifically to decide the size of her costume. She would never tell him or let him near her with a measuring tape. She would rather disappear than have ANY of the Avenger's Family know her size, especially Tony. She had a crush on her boss. Who wouldn't? He was Tony Freaking Stark. Tall, dark, handsome, rich, smart, and a superhero.

Everyone is glad how their costumes turned out. They fit just right and were amazing. Tony definitely appreciated the styles and the designs worth every penny. Everyone was happy with their costumes.

The night of the party y/n didn't come to the party hall. He went to her room and knocked on the door. She was crying on the edge of her bed with the dress in her lap, makeup running down her cheeks. "Why aren't you dressed?"

"I can't fit it."

"W... did you try it on?" She shrugs then sighs and shakes her head. "No..."

Tony just stared at her. "O....k. Come on I'll help you. If I have to wear poofy sleeves you have to wear the poofy dress."

She blushed nodding and stood up and he helped her dress into her costume, sucking in her stomach as much as she could so he doesn't see her 'girth'.

As a Prince and Princess, Tony and the reader smiling

"You look sexy in that costume," Tony smiled softly at her.

She blushed deep, "You're drunk and that's inappropriate Mr. Stark..."

"Call me Tony. Please... You've been here for 6 months... You're always with me. You know me better than anyone... You have pretty hair, y/n... and such soft, delicate figure... You are so beautiful. Now will you come downstairs and be with me at the party?"

She giggled, "We are at the party."

He smiled, "I made sure we matched."

"What...really?"

He nodded, "I wanted to be with you. I chose all the costumes. The generator was just me. Don't tell." He laughed. "You are my date on purpose."

y/N's eyes widened, "You wanted me to look like a giant marshmallow?"

Tony looked offended, "I wanted you to be mine."

"Wait... like me... and you?"

"Me and you..."

"What why? I'm not as hot as the other women you..."

"NEVER say you are less than anyone else. Where's the y/N I am used to that doesn't care what others think about how she looks? and Especially bimbos from my past. They don't matter. It's the past. This is the future." He takes her hand and puts a palm against her palm and smiles down at her.

" You know... you are such a catch. I'm attracted to you and all your beauty and snark. Yeah, I notice you. You have an old timey type of beauty like a princess... and I am your Prince. Well, I would call myself a King. You do everything for me. You know me better than anyone has ever..."

"He is so egotistical," Bucky said.

Tony rolled his eyes. "She is a Queen. My queen; not a princess."

Steve smiled soft. "She is sweet as can be. Princess was a perfect outfit for her. She better watch out for him. He will corrupt her." He laughs.

y/n grinned wide at Tony insecurities all gone and leans up and kisses him. "My Tony?"

"My y/N..." Tony kisses back passionately.

Everyone claps.

[thiserichann]

cookies and cream - lee jeno

reader x jeno

genre: smut, strangers to fuck buddies, humor if you squint hard enough

word count: 4k-ish

warnings: recklessness (she met with a stranger online, don’t do it kids) excessive lying, 18+ scenes that includes: oral (f receiving) face riding, soft dom!jeno?

This is merely a work of fiction and is not meant to hurt the image of Jeno and NCT. Again, don’t be as reckless as OP. This was just a fantasy of mine that I’ve been dying to get out of my system.

Holy fuck.

That's the only word that you've managed to utter when you decided to check your messages that morning.

You got bored in the middle of the class and decided to sneak a peek on your phone to pass the time. The class is recorded anyways so you can always just go back to the parts of the lessons that you've missed.

But holy fuck.

You never expected to see THAT so early in the morning.

"Miss Y/N?"

You snapped back to reality and stopped malfunctioning for a second when somebody called your name. Everyone including your professor remained quiet and all eyes are on you.

"Oh. Sir what’s the question again?"

You answered nervously as you tried to review your notes and backtrack on what he is discussing a few moments ago.

"I see that you're distracted in the middle of my class again. Mind sharing what you're occupied with?"

"Uhm. I was watching KPOP fancams, sir."

"Fancams won't get you into law school, Miss Y/N. Phones off please."

You tucked your phone back to your pocket and never picked it up again since. The professor started blabbering again but no information is being retained on your head. It stayed that way at your other classes.

You wished you were looking at some KPOP fancams earlier. You’ve watched fancams at class before and got away with it unscathed.

Oh no. It was a goddamn dick pic.

A good one, too.

It was from a guy that you met in a kink site a few days ago. You created the account out of boredom and expected nothing to come out from it. It’s all the flirting and sexting without all the unnecessary commitment

It only took you a few minutes to set up an account. For some privacy, you made a random birthdate and a random nickname, because like hell would you share your real information to these people. You also picked a racy picture of a lady that looked a bit like you and passed it off as your own.

Within minutes, your inbox is flooded with messages. Most of them, however, are from men who are old enough to be your father.

Well, you were bored, so you entertained everyone and then went on back to your boring, vanilla life. A few political history and theory books later, you went back to see which ones messaged you on the site.

And that's where you've met him.

The most gorgeous piece of meat alive.

He seems like a nice guy. He introduced himself as LJ and your age aren’t that far off from each other. LJ is the only one who actually engaged in conversation besides "want to fuck?" or "are you horny?"

As soon as you started messaging back and forth, you scrolled on his profile to see what he looks like. The only thing is, his profile looked a whole lot like those high fashion male underwear photoshoots.

It was an array topless pictures (presumably his, you just can’t be bothered to check if it is actually his). It featured his sculpted abs and biceps, cropped up all the way to his full lips. Despite not seeing his whole face, you knew very well that he’s a hunk. To say you were intrigued is an understatement.

Since then, you've been talking back and forth through Snapchat (your secret one because you're not stupid) and sent him actual pictures of yourself, completely omitting the face. You took one from your bed, your bathtub, and probably every part of your house that you felt is sexy enough to be included on the pics.

You can't tell him if it's him or the repressed sexual urges finally manifesting itself after more than a year of not getting laid, but every text to and from him made your heart race. It was something that you looked forward to every hour everyday.

Hours went by that you totally forgot leaving him on read. You climbed up to your bed to rest your back to the headboard and opened your unread messages.

You: Hey svlr. School stuff.

  He opened the chat and started typing right away.

  LJ: Oh good. I thought I did something wrong to upset you.

You: Not at all. I loved the pic by the way. It literally knocked my socks off.

LJ: Just the socks?

You: You can take the rest of it off yourself ;)

You scoffed. The flirty banter has always been there ever since you started talking but nothing really came out of it.

LJ: If only I could :(

You: I know. Covid’s a bitch.

You set your phone aside for a second to go to the bathroom. On your way, you picked up some snacks at the fridge and sat back down to your bed, only to find your phone blowing up.

LJ: If you're down maybe we could meet

LJ: It's totally fine if you don't want to

LJ: I just made it weird, didn't I?

LJ: I'm so sorry I brought it up in the first place

LJ: I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable

LJ: Hello?

LJ: I'm really sorry

You: Chill. I'm right here

You: I just went to the bathroom

LJ: Oh

You: I'd be lying if I said I don't want to meet you as well

You: Well... I wouldn't write off the idea

You: But with the Covid

LJ: Thoughts?

You: I don't think it's a great idea

The screen says Seen right at the bottom but it took him a couple more minutes before finally replying.

LJ: I understand

LJ: But in case you change your mind, I'll leave the time and place up to you

LJ: I’ll take care of the rest

LJ: Deal?

You: I'll sleep on it.

You: Speaking of sleep, I gotta go. Morning class.

LJ: Okay. I guess this is good night then

You didn't, in fact, talk to him the day after.

You'd be lying if you said that you didn't want to see him and his abs in real life. But as someone who overthinks a lot, you just can't shake off the risk.

You: Good night. Talk to you tomorrow.

What if he's not really the guy in the pics? Or he’s psycho in real life? What if he's infected the virus?

You sighed.

Why must some global pandemic ruin your sex life?

You waited until the end of the day before you finally replied to LJ. The last thing that he texted was a brief good morning from earlier in the day and nothing else. He’s actually a pretty sweet guy, totally not worth ghosting, and you actually liked talking to him as a friend that you can share your sentiments with.

With your guilt finally eating you up, you took a break from your assigned readings and sat back at your bed to rest for the day. Your fingers hovered over the keyboard for a minute, thinking of something to say to him. It took you a few tries before finally hitting the send button.

You: So, I thought about it

LJ: And?

You: I need to know I can trust you

LJ: Okay. How?

You: I don’t know. Send me a proof that you’re real. Get tested?

You: Is that fine with you?

Within a split second, he sent his reply.

He actually did it.

You couldn’t believe it but he actually did it.

LJ: Consider it done.

He got tested for physical, including the virus test, and passed with flying colors. He even sent you a vid of him inside a medical clinic.

He just sent the uncensored results this morning where you can clearly see his real name.

Lee Jeno.

LJ.

Seems legit.

Well, the uncreative nickname shouldn’t matter now because the results meant only one thing.

You’re gonna have to push through with your promise.

You got ready around noon that day. You can’t remember the last time that you actually got ready to meet someone that’s not a delivery guy or a relative passing on something to your family.

As someone who overthinks a lot, you actually got everything covered. You picked a place near a restaurant to eat. The police station is just a few blocks away just in case something happens, and right in front of a library…

“Where’re are you off to?”

You raised your backpack to show to your mother.

“I’m off to the library. I needed to get these renewed. Maybe pick up a novel or two.”

She looks at you from head to toe, eyeing that incredibly loose hoodie, faded denim jeans, some worn out sneakers that looked like it’s supposed to be thrown away years ago and a medical mask that covers about ¾ of your bare face. It’s just your usual attire whenever you go out for errands.

She just nodded and went back to watching her favorite soap opera.

“It’s nice that you’re out of your room for once. Take some cookies from the kitchen so you’ll have something to eat in case you get hungry.”

… as an alibi to get away from your strict parents.

As soon as you left the door and made sure that you’re out of sight, you found the nearest public toilet and grabbed a whole other outfit from your backpack. The hoodie is replaced by a white, ruffled see-through blouse and you ditched the jeans for a tight skirt that’s at least four inches above your knees. You tousled your hair a little bit and put on some powder and tiny hint of lipstick before putting your facemask back on again.

It’s been a while since you’ve done an elaborate scheme like this. Your skills got a little bit rusty, but they always work.

Sometimes you wonder if you’re really meant to be lawyer or a criminal instead.

You stepped out of the toilet and blended right back into society.

Now all you have to do is find wherever the hell LJ is.

Jeno sat anxiously as he waited for you right inside the café. He’s on his fourth cup of coffee but it didn’t do anything to calm his nerves down (geez I wonder why).

You: I’m almost at the café.

He’s been staring at his phone the whole time. Once he received your message, which is a pic of you in the bathroom after the outfit change, he almost choked on his drink.

This message sent him on a panic as he turned his camera on to see how he looked. He did some minor adjustments to his hair and he wiped off his eyeglasses clean with the sleeves of his hoodie (which did nothing for him by the way) and then casually sat down and played it off cool like he hasn’t been waiting for you for over an hour.

On your perspective, you walked inside the café and looked around for LJ. Fortunately, there was only guy inside the café, twiddling with his phone on his hands and as he kept on peeking through the glass windows as if he’s looking for someone.

From afar, he actually looked really cute. His appearance, a shy, nerdy dude with glasses, looked way off from the fuckboy image that you expected him to have in reference to the messages that you’ve been getting from him.

It’s always the quiet ones that are kinky. You should know, you are one.

You walked over to his table and tapped his shoulders to get his attention.

He froze for a moment before he finally managed to turn around and face you.

“You’re actually here.”

“I know. I’m just as surprised as you are.”

tap tap tap tap

The room is so quiet that the only thing you can hear is the sound of your heels tapping against the tiled floor. You can say that that is one of your observable annoying habits tapping your foot on the floor when you're a nervous wreck.

Sighing in retaliation, you removed your hoodie, fanning yourself as you tried to relax and get comfy on the hotel couch (which should be comfortable enough since you paid a shit ton of money on that room), switching the TV on to get your mind off of things. The lackluster array of shitty sitcoms didn’t distract you at all, but it instead reminded you of the reasons why you’re in that room in the first place.

Having nothing to do to pass the time, you paced back and forth in the room, finally sitting down once you realized that it looks way worse than you just tapping your foot. You folded your arms right across your chest, looking at the watch from time to time but the hands of the clock seem to be moving slower the more you stare at it.

Quarantine started almost a year ago and it's been very hard for you. Sexually. It's been almost a year since you've been touched by a man and you’re more than ready to jump on anyone’s dick at any this point,

Too bad that that dick is taking his sweet time in the bathroom.

tap tap tap tap

Your foot found its rhythm once again, only this time, you’re not nervous anymore. Your patience is wearing thin.

As if summoned by the constant tapping, the guy comes out of the bathroom, just casually drying himself while wearing nothing but the towel dangerously hanging on his waist and a boyish smile on his lips.

No biggie.

"Hey."

Suddenly, you’re not tapping anymore.

Head empty, just thoughts of a hot guy patting down a towel all over his toned body.

“I hope I didn’t make you wait for too long.”

He spoke, tossing aside the towel on his hands on the sofa, finally giving you a full view of him and all his glory.

You must admit, you’re skeptical at first. The guy that’s been sending you faceless thirst traps just days ago, telling you how he’d fuck you senseless looked a lot different from the guy who entered the hotel room just a moment ago.

He came in wearing those black oversized hoodies that did a great job in hiding his best features. His hair was a bit long for your taste, covering half of his face while the face mask hid the other.

But this man right here in front you, he’s Adonis.

You unconsciously bit your lower lip, earning a chuckle from the guy.

“I’m guessing that you’d like to start now?”

You nodded, the tension and awkwardness rendering you unable to speak.

He smiles as he takes the remote from you, turning off the television because the main show is about to start.

You started to tense up again, eyes wide as you realized that he’s now right beside you, wrapping his arms around you as soon as he sat down. He leans over, soft lips coming into contact with your exposed neck and shoulders, landing small pecks all over.

You sat there breathless as he slowly ran his fingers to the side of your thighs, tracing circles at it while giving small, reassuring kisses on your neck and shoulders. It’s as if he’s asking you for your consent, waiting for you to open up to him before he makes a move.

He got his answer when you turned around to face him, running your fingers into his cheeks before cupping his face, your lips finally touching his. He moved in the same pace as earlier, slow and calculating. You got a bit impatient once again, biting his lower lips gently to let him know that he can do more.

He grabbed you by the waist and successfully placed you on top of him. The kiss got even more sloppy as you ran your hands through nape, then into his soft locks. His hands travelled once again, finger running through legs again, stopping as soon as he reached the hem of your skirt, flipping it up to reveal the thin lace material that barely covered your core. You took that as initiative to remove the towel on his waist and grinded against his growing member, the friction and heat enough to earn a groan out of him.

He held your waist once again, firmly this time, halting your movement completely.

You broke away from the kiss, staring him in the eyes to read his face.

“Something wrong?”

“Hold tight.”

You were about to ask about what hold tight mean, but your arms cling unto him involuntarily as he lifts the both of you out of the sofa.

Jeno laid you gently in the bed, making sure not to break eye contact as he does so. He looked like he's about to eat you alive, which is enough to send flush to your cheeks.

“I would’ve loved to bend you over that sofa, but I think it’s just proper that our first time will be on the bed.”

"God. You're beautiful."

He then ran his fingers towards the thin fabric of your blouse, feeling every part of your torso like he's memorizing every detail of it. His hands then travelled in your chest, squeezing the swell of your breasts on each hand, fingers shaking as he does so. It felt like an artist admiring his delicate work of art.

He situated himself between your legs, taking a moment to admire you first before doing anything else.

He started to run his hand on your cleavage and stopped on the uppermost button of your blouse, taking his time to remove all of them and placing a kisses at the exposed skin. After all of the buttons are taken care of, you lifted your body up and slid off the fabric. Your black lacy bra finally made its appearance. You took the liberty of taking that off too, as slow and as you possibly can.

 Jeno just stared at your body in awe, breathing heavily as his eyes scanned your naked glory.

 "Gorgeous."

He said under this breath before leaning down to claim your lips once again. You're turned on by how much attention he's giving your body now. You're usually loud in bed but his gestures are making you bashful. You've never felt this beautiful before.

You can feel his hands trembling as it travels all over your body, his kisses getting even more needy. There was moans of satisfaction every time he would lick your lips. Jeno was kissing you like you were oxygen and he needed to breath.

His hands travelled south, running across your thigh and your now aching core. You're about to remove your skirt and underwear but he stopped your hands midway.

"Keep it."

He took your hands away from your skirt and placed them just above your head.

"Just sit there and relax baby. Let me treat you."

You did just like he told you and gave him full control of your body.

"Good girl."

His lips brushed your ears, whispering sweet nothings about how beautiful you are under him. His kisses then went down to your neck, using his tongue and teeth, marking everything he can get his mouth on with his saliva. Meanwhile, his hands finally touched you down there, massaging your still clothed wetness.

His middle and index finger felt your slit, moving it in swift motion in search for your clit.

"Oh my god. That's it."

You gasped as his fingers finally hit the right spot, tossing your head back as his fingers made circles at your bundle or nerves.

You opened your legs more, leaning on your arms on your back, head tossed back and eyes closed as you feel your impending orgasm.

He dipped his hand inside your underwear and collected some of your essence with his fingers. The mental picture of him licking his fingers deliciously is enough to get you off for weeks.

It didn't take long before he took your panties off and his ducked his head down. He opened your legs once again and licked one long stripe on your core, making sure to taste all of you. You sat there and watch as he hungrily takes all of you in his mouth, acting like your pussy is a full course meal and he's been starving for years.

Within moments, you've become a moaning, toe curled mess. You ran your fingers to his blonde hair, guiding him on how to move his tongue and fingers on you. At one point, he bit some of your sensitive skin, making you scream a string of curses under your breath.

"Stop stop stop."

You grab a fistful of his hair and he paused from what he was doing. You pushed him gently away from you, leaving him staring at you confusedly. The confusion didn't last long when you flipped your current position, you're now on top.

"Can I ride your face?"

At this point, you're bold and horny enough to use your words and ask him. He just nodded, sliding himself from underneath you and went back to eating you like a champ. You grabbed his hands and placed them across your chest, squeezing your breasts to send him a message. He was quick to pick up and followed suit, pinching your nipples right in between fingers while your ride his face to orgasm.

"Shit. I'm coming..."

  You writhed from above him as you come undone. Your body felt cold all over. Your eyes are ringing, feeling dizzy as you almost passed out while you bucked your hips a few more times to milk your release.

You didn’t have time to recover when you heard your phone ringing from outside. Your legs felt a little shaky and you almost tumbled and hit your head in the wall if Jeno didn’t help you get up. You  sat down on the floor, butt-ass naked as you frantically searched for your phone from under all of your stuff before you finally pressed the answer button.

“Yes mom?”

“Where have you been? Your father’s been looking for you at the library. He’s picking you up on your way home.”

You buried your head on the couch to shake off the buzzing feeling on your head. You placed a pillow on your body while you searched for your discarded clothes all over the hotel room.

“Oh yeah. I went to the café and got something to eat. Tell Dad I’ll meet him outside the library.”

“Okay sweetie. Can you pick up some groceries on your way back? I’ll text you the list.”

“Yeah mom. Bye.”

You breathe a sigh of relief as you started putting on the outfit that you wore when you left home.

“Where are you going?”

Jeno reluctantly got dressed as well, his shy demeanor came back as soon as he wore his glasses and fixed his hair.

“I got to go, Jeno. I’m sorry that I’m leaving in such a bad time…”

You went over to him and placed a sweet kiss on his lips.

“I promise to make it up to you next time, okay? I’d love to meet you again.”

You grabbed a paper bag from your backpack and handed it to him, waving as you bolted out the door.

After fixing his things, he sat down for a moment and took a quick peek inside the package that you left him.

It was a ziplock bag of full of cookies and a whole other treat.

You left him your two-piece lace lingerie.

To be continued.

[fullbusterfantasmic]

Head Cannon:

🌊Your relationship with Juvia 🌊

WARNING(s) ⚠️ ❗️

This blog in general is not a place for any of you diehard Juvia fans that love to get offended easily. I’m not going to make it a point to bash on her every single time she’s mentioned, but typically her and Reader-Chan are going to be at odds in my stories. Seriously, How do you expect a psycho stalker to get along with the lover of the man she’s obsessed with? -Consider this rated M because it gets a tad bit sexy at the end.

Let’s get right into it!

💧The two of you got along at first. ☔️You weren’t the best of friends but you were cordial enough toward one another. 💧Once she started picking up on the vibe Gray-Sama was putting off around you though…... ☔️ NEW CHALLENGER (aka Love rival) APPROACHING! 💧Now every day it’s constant jabs toward your appearance and an exchange of petty insults. ☀️ “Gray-Sama would never be with someone who dresses as tacky as you do love rival, your clothes look cheap”. 🙄 “Drip Drip Drop; Juvia you can just fuck right off” you state flatly, quickly side stepping her and taking your leave. 💧Oh how the entire guild hall erupted into fits of laughter at that one. ☔️ All she could do was glare after you whilst steam continuously pours from her ears. ☀️ Before he made you his; Gray would often glance over his shoulder to see if you were watching while Juvia hugged up on him. 💧 If you were, he would give her a mundane compliment about her hair or something. ☔️Of course she would then proceed to overreact; ☀️ “OH GRAY-SAMA YOU ARE JUST TOO KIND TO JUVIA!!!”. 💧 The last time he did this; Your fury caused you to squeeze the glass you had been holding too tightly and it shattered. ☔️ Most of the time you could easily brush off the Rain Woman’s bullshit like nothing. 💧 “I don’t even know why you bother Love Rival, Gray-Sama and Juvia are meant to be” ☔️ “Juvia, do you happen to know what color the ceiling of Gray’s bedroom is?” 💧 She scoffs, “What kind of stupid question is that Love Rival?”. ☔️ She doesn’t get it 😏 💧”Just Curious”. ☔️ Your friends and even Gray himself have all asked at some point; 💧 “How do you put up with her constantly badgering you like that?!” ☔️ “Why haven’t the two of you fought yet?” ☀️ You finally decided to give Gray an explanation as the two of you prepared to take a shower that evening. 💧There are two reasons: ☔️ “Even though she’s a creepy, psychotic C U Next Tuesday, she’s still part of our guild and I don’t want to hurt someone who is technically considered nakama”. 💧 The other is simple. ☔️”She hasn’t ever truly caught me on one of my bad days just yet”. 🚿 You sigh upon stepping beneath the spray of Luke warm water (No such thing as hot showers when you live with an Ice Mage). ☔️ “I know that the two of us are going to have it out eventually...It’s inevitable when I have the one thing she’s always wanted...”. ☀️ You hadn’t realized Gray had stepped in after you until he embraces you from behind. 💧 “I’m sorry you have to put up with this crap _______, I really am” (Aw damnit now he’s sad!) ☔️ You turn to face him with a bright smile saying; “The things we love most In life are always worth fighting for”. (Phew nice save!) 💧 He grins back at you. 😈 Only to replace it with a devious smirk a second later. ❗️”Is it wrong that I find the idea of you fighting over me something incredibly sexy?” 💦 His voice is husky and his eyes darken as your back presses against the tiled wall of the shower. 😶 “Umm well that depe-...” 💦 You pause as you feel a poke against your lower stomach, drawing your eyes downward. 👀 “No babe, not at all! I’d gladly take on a whole hoard of fan girls for you any day!”. 🍆 He tilts your head upward, leaning forward his lips brush against yours as he whispers; 💦 “That’s my girl”. Little did either of you know that day of reckoning was approaching much sooner than you two would ever realize... Dun dun dun 😱 A/N ✨ Ya’ll know I have not just one...but TWO companion ficlets penned out on this topic right? That’s why I had to hit you with some of that FORESHADOWING at the end. Look forward to ‘em 😜

[somerpmemes]

Disenchantment S3 Starters

Change as needed

“Who can resist a creepy mom hug?”

“She’s not an ugly, evil bitch. But she is sluttier than I imagined.”

“When I last saw you, you were a lot more dead.”

“Is your life so awful you have to keep wrecking mine?”

“You were a model of regal barbarism.”

“Something’s going on.”

“Like any two numbers, this don’t add up.”

“You’re a bloodthirsty bastard.”

“I’m no decision-maker, I’m an action-taker.”

“Oh, I wanted to gloat directly over our victim’s corpse.”

“Hand me a murder stick.”

“For a dying man, he’s making a lot of noise.”

“World domination can wait.”

“I’m allergic to pandering.”

“Trust me, I’m not playing mind games with you.”

“Just promise you’ll think about giving me another chance.”

“Hallelujah, amen, and ka-ching.”

“You realize you’re all I have.”

“I know you’re lying but I hope one day you’ll mean that.”

“Is it still true love if your wallet is missing?”

“I just figured out this is a bad idea.”

“Oh, this ruins so many fantasies.. but opens up so many new ones.”

“Actually, pretending to care about your feelings was exhausting.”

“___, do what you do best. Take your mommy issues out on somebody else.”

“This is the sinister plot that just keeps giving.”

“Souls are meant for damnation, not soup.”

“Fooling foolish fools is so satisfying.”

“Oh, that’s delightfully craven.”

“Okay I get it, I have a hot mom.”

“It’s not even good cake.”

“Aww, he spelt it ‘yer’.”

“I believe it’s pronounced ‘skedaddle’.”

“I always wanted to get lost in a labyrinth. It's like a puzzle you solve with your feet.”

“If someone else is plotting without us, I will be really miffed.”

“Aren’t boots supposed to bend at the knees?”

“They’re just being really hurtful.”

“I’ll never fall for one of your tricks again.”

“I won’t say that doesn’t hurt.”

“And now, I just wanna lie down.”

“I think we’re getting away with it.”

“Ugh, I swear these tight, sexy clothes were designed to cut off cognitive thinking.”

“Disappointment’s a form of caring.”

“Who you are is a nobody and what you are ain’t nothing.”

“Stop being so agreeable!”

“I dreamed of this moment for so long, but I’m more worried than validated.”

“He looks so different with his head sliced off.”

“You have the worst luck I’ve ever seen.”

“I don’t know how this could get any more degrading.”

“Don’t ever walk barefoot around here. And never eat at the strip clubs.”

“But often the craziest thoughts are the most true, you nutloaf!”

“This is a classy affair, more cleavage.”

“This means so much to whoever I am.”

“I’ve got a nice thing going. I don’t wanna mess it up by opening up my big mouth.”

“I would love to have you as one of my exes but I think it’s best if you think of me as your slutty grandma.”

“The faster you run the more beer you get.”

“Sorry, I’m a little damp and cranky.”

“I’m addicted to stealing wallets now.”

“A veritable sandwich of danger.”

“Neither of us are cats.”

“Yeah, well, I’m gonna knife you in your throat.”

“Now swim for it before the crabs swarm over you.”

“Wow! You can really taste the rage.”

“So it’s agreed, we don’t get caught.”

“Man, after-work drinks taste so much better than instead-of-work drinks.”

“If I were afraid I wouldn’t be here.”

“I know a lot of psychos.”

“Pretend like we planned on meeting here so no one yells at me for cutting in line.”

“It’s as educational as it is moisturizing.”

“Ha! That’s what you get for believing in love!”

“You were always good at sticking to things.”

“I know you don’t trust me, but whatever you do, do not trust him.”

“If I can’t trust you, how can I trust you to tell me who to trust?”

“What are you offering here?”

“This is big, I really need some time to drink about this.”

“Who is interrupting my insomnia!?”

“You act angry on the outside but deep down you’re lonely and inadequate.”

“I look like a macho flowerpot.”

“Like, I’ve hear of fashion disasters but you, sir, are a genocide.”

“Now to blend invisibly into the crowd.”

“I’m your knight in rusty armor.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way but, shut up ___.”

“Oh my god, I’m insulting myself.”

“We’re all ashamed of some flaw we can’t change.”

“Nature is full of green.”

“I bring good old-fashioned psychological torture to the party, okay? Just like your grandmother made.”

“Wow! This malnutrition is really slimming.”

“Oh my god, enough with the romantic fantasies.”

“That hot trash is with me.”

“I will never find that boot again.”

“Love is risky. That's what makes it so great, it pays off!”

“All I have is nightmares now.”

“How do you want to die? Slowly or extra slowly?”

“We’re one step away from happily ever after.”

“___, who have you pissed off this time?”

“Everything is either trying to kill me or kiss me.”

“From what I’ve heard, I’m both obnoxious and amazing.”

“Chalk one up for ignorance!”

“Here, drink this coffee. It’s been boiling for hours.”

“I’ve got so much love and nobody to give it to.”

“Apparently I’m not film friendly… or friendly.”

“Tell me what drugs you’re on so I know what to do when you pass out.”

“I got a lot of experience with relationships coming to a grinding halt.”

“Wait sorry, what were we talking about? Oh, wait, yeah, your pathetic love life.”

“Stop looking at me like that! I’m so vulnerable and you’re so mean.”

“Why’d you come back for me?”

“I left because I didn’t want to get hurt again and I came back because... I’ll never learn.”

“I’m not gonna ask where you pulled that from.”

“___, I tried to get help but nobody wanted to.”

“I would say it’s good to be back but I can’t shake the fact that life is meaningless and I’m gonna die alone.”

“I’ve got a lot to do now. Like go to my room and cry in the fetal position.”

“Don’t say “wink, wink”. Just wink.”

“You can bother me again when I grow a new heart.”

“Wallowing is underrated. People no longer expect things from you and you get to stop showering.”

“Sweetie, you’re young and beautiful and sandy.”

“Someday the right man or woman or creature will mate with you. Then you must eat them.”

“Oh my god, I want to shower again. That means I’ve regained the will to live!”

“Love the homicidal impulse but no.”

“But I only like gratification when it’s instant!”

“Oh, this ain’t good.”

“Oh god, they’re getting uglier.”

“Hey ___, who do you think I should punch first?”

“Sorry, I tend not to notice things that aren’t me.”

“I’m crestfallen and I can’t get up.”

“Don’t you know you can’t trust anyone but yourself?”

“I’m not kneeling, I’m dying.”

“Yeah, you’re gonna die soon.”

“You know, you have an impressive number of enemies for a girl your age.”

“Don’t be a drama queen. That is my job.”

“Well those are mixed messages.”

“My needs outweigh your scorn.”

“It’ll either cure him or kill him.”

“You do not wanna go in there unless you’re a fan of, like, dying.”

“Any operating instructions or ominous warnings?”

“You’re afraid to let people in and you hide behind sarcasm.”

“___, work on your issues.”

“So, this isn’t gonna get more normal anytime soon, is it?”

“You don’t have to die at home but you can’t die here.”

“I’ve had a lot of people leave me in my life but I’ve never ever ever not had you before.”

“I always thought you’d be dead in a ditch by now.”

“Why is it, ___, that every time you’re braiding my hair you tell me I’m going to die?”

“Braids hurt my brain.”

“Oh, you’re so going to die.”

“The key to getting dumped is not knowing how to take a hint.”

“Stop tempting fate.”

“I have resting sinister face.”

“I don’t know who to disobey.”

“Haven’t you ever seen an enchanted broom before?”

“Wow. Brutal honesty, that’s true friendship.”

“She blindsided me. While I was looking right at her!”

“I don’t know why you always bring the good half out in me, ___.”

[bubblyani]

Distraction

(Patrick Bateman x Reader)

A Patrick Bateman One Shot

Fandom: American Psycho (film) 2000

Rating: Mature (cuz it’s Bale’s Bateman duh!)

Requested by: @tealaquinn thank you for the naughty suggestion. Our conversations helped a lot.

Author’s Note: I couldn’t help but make the simple premise of a sexy distraction into a fully fledged one shot. Writing something for him had been a challenging dream. Don’t know how accurate it could be to the Bateman y’all imagine but a fangirl can dream, right?? I regret nothing. Enjoy!

Hushed whispers followed you, capturing your attention the moment you stepped into the Office Building. And you simply were to blame.

The manner that your high heels clicked on the marble floors certainly announced your entrance.The manner your long, shiny tresses swished from side to side made several heads turn with fascination, while the way your hips swayed in the tight pencil skirt brought on unwanted stiffness in the pants of some Wall Street yuppies.

“Whoa…Who’s that?” “Don’t you know? That’s Y/N Y/L/N” “Nope, doesn’t ring any bells” “She’s Bateman’s girlfriend” “What? You kidding me? That’s her? She’s a fox. Why the hell would she go out with a Loser like Bateman?”

The hushed voices suddenly disappeared the moment you stopped in your tracks, turning to glare at them.You glared at them as if it had the power to slice their throats. Indulging in that power, you settled their nerves with a smile. A smile that truthfully was emptier than a hollow shell.

Resuming your walk, you could not help but be troubled by what they had said for it was nonsensical to the fullest. Any word or phrase that had the tiniest inclination of an insult towards your man was intolerable. They made your toes curl and palms tighten. For he was no loser. You knew that for certain. He was a man, he was your man. And you always made sure he felt so.

As you reached closer to your destination, a woman with sandy blond hair quickly rose up from her seat with enthusiasm. It was his secretary.

“Good Morning Jean” you smiled, as you finally stood in front of her desk. “Good Morning, Y/N…” Jean replied, “You look beautiful today” she said genuinely. To which you chuckled shyly. “Thank you darling, and you never fail to look sophisticated” Your hand rested on the doorknob. Turning it slowly , you heard his voice boom in his office. Possibly on a phone conversation. Patrick Bateman’s authoritative voice never failed to have an impact on you. Mostly excitement or arousal. It made you fill with pride. The pride you have belonging to someone wonderful.

“I don’t give a damn about your excuses! I just need that fixed-” He was cut off the moment you entered the room.

“Reginald, I’m gonna have to call you back” Patrick said, his eyes remaining glued to as he hung up.

Eyes exchanged greetings during the few seconds of silence. You smiled softly, to which he smiled in return. A small smile that fully assured he was pleased to see you.

“You didn’t have to do that” You began, motioning to the phone. Scoffing, Patrick put his legs up, crossing them over the table comfortably. “Please” he said, “...it was nothing important anyways” He added casually. Taking a few steps towards the table, your eyes spotted the walkman and his pair of headsets.

“What were you listening to?” “Katrina and the Waves” “Nice” You smiled, nodding.

He responded with another smile. Unlike the others, the smile was never forceful with you. It was genuine. The sheer reaction you would involuntarily display when someone else appreciates your taste in music.

“So…” he began, “What Brings you to Pierce & Pierce?” He asked, whilst you peeped through the blinds, “to spy on someone?” “No...By the way is Paul Allen still around?” You asked so casually, his smile  suddenly disappeared. “Yes” His disgruntled tone was evident. But to his surprise you turned to him with a scowl.

“Eh! What a shame” You added unimpressed. Chuckling, he was relieved. It was unfathomable how easily he could do it now.

“Anyways...” you began, “I was in the neighborhood so I was wondering if you wanna grab lunch with me…” with a hopeful expression, you walked  back to him with your hands tied behind your back. Sitting back in his regular position, Patrick looked over at his schedule.

“Sorry…I have a lunch meeting with Bryce and the others” Patrick answered coolly, still looking at it. “Oh…Okay…” crossing your arms, you looked down shyly. Except you suddenly felt his gaze on you once again, staring at you with furrowed eyebrows.

“What?” You asked, making him raise his index finger up.

“You’ve...buttoned it up wrong” He said, pointing at your jacket.

“What?”

His uncomfortable expression made you look down and gasp.

“Oh! Sorry….” You chuckled uncontrollably, “I can be such a klutz sometimes”

Patrick’s eyebrows did not relax ,for he did not believe it.You were never a klutz. It did not make sense. But the moment you finally undid your jacket, his tense eyebrows were suddenly raised with surprise.

Instead of a cotton or silk shirt, you only wore a bustier, an exquisite lace kind that complimented your figure and your complexion, simply doing wonders revealing your full, generous cleavage. Hunching forward to grab the end buttons, the cleavage involuntarily managed to pop up a bit more.

“Always do it from the bottom, right??” Joking innocently, you buttoned the up jacket, still in the midst of his attentive gaze.

“There…” You said, as the final button held the jacket together, “...all perfect! thanks to you” with a smile.

Patrick said nothing, but merely nodded in acknowledgement as he stared at you thoughtfully. His hand formed in to a fist. He seemed frustrated.

“Patrick you okay?”

“Hmm?” Woken from his thoughts, he appeared confused, “Yeah…Fine...” he muttered, with a tight lipped smile. Liar. “Right…Anyways I’m be going home then. I’ll see you...when I see you” You said, opening the door halfway, only to face him once more, “Have m fun at lunch” Winking, you made your exit. “Bye Jean!” “Bye Y/N!”

Excitement evident in her footsteps, Jean entered the office, beaming.

“I’m sorry to be so forward Patrick but...Y/N is just incredible” she said, her eyes shining. It was no surprise. You were always so nice to Jean.

“Yes she is…” Patrick said, still lost in his thoughts.   “Jean…” “Yes Patrick?” She asked as he finally looked up at her. “Clear my schedule for the entire day” 

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The possibility of someone such as yourself crossing paths with someone like Patrick Bateman was quite unlikely. But by the stroke of fate, it did. And the American Gardens Building was to blame.

According that he had heard on the grapevine, he had a new neighbor who had recently moved in. And it was not until one fine evening that the both of you were finally aware of each other’s existence. Returning from a night out with the guys, Patrick was just about to enter his apartment when a stranger suddenly passed him by. A stranger he simply could not take his eyes off of. Suffice to say that stranger was you.

You remembered his first ever stare so clearly. It was as you were being drenched in honey. Sticky and noticeable. You remembered how he smiled and the way he greeted you. How you greeted him back in kind, and simply went in to your apartment. Short but impressionable. It was only when you both finally got together, Patrick admitted how he masturbated that night thinking about you. Though you felt corny to the bone, you mutually agreed.

A date was an eventuality. Your mysterious aura drove him crazy enough, he finally asked you out for a drink. Curiosity was killing him. He tried to figure you out. What desire of his were you able to satisfy? What kind of girl were you going to be? But, nothing triggered him for the night passed in a flash with the two of you making merry conversation, hitting off so well. The fact you were actually unbelievably keen on him, took him by surprise. In a society where people barely noticed nor acknowledged, you managed to impress him by noticing almost everything, and knew when to keep your mouth shut. For the only times you opened it, It was to do and say the right things.

Intriguing you were in his eyes. Beautiful, with a great personality which seemed unfathomable. You were not his usual type, and you were no bimbo. You were simply ,different. Regardless of mutual or non mutual interests, the genuine interest you showed was equal. And with every dinner or drinks date, it was hard for Patrick Bateman to resist how much of actual fun he was having. Was he dreaming? None of this seemed truly possible. And quite frankly, it made him highly suspicious.

He tried testing your limits. And with one attempt he gave up fast.

It was a quiet afternoon one weekend, when you stopped by on a surprise visit to his apartment. Dressed in merely his underwear and a t-shirt, all white, he invited you in with a reluctant attitude. The sounds of the television filled the entire apartment. And it was not regular television.

“Oh! Is that porn?” You asked, as soon as you realized the erotic nature of the video being played. “Yes” Patrick answered. He did not flinch, as he watched you with focus. He watched you so closely as if you were his little science experiment. What were you going to say? How will you react?

Contrary to his expectation, you did not bat an eye. Instead, your eyes just lingered there. You stood there watching it. It was only you who knew how aroused you were getting by the sight of the erotic act that took place. The sight of the gracious naked woman on her knees, willingly savoring, tasting her lover while she went down on him. And how his hand held on to her hair tightly.

“Would you like some-” You effortlessly cut off Patrick’s formality with a kiss that contained intense pressure. You kissed him with heat, with a need, finishing it by playfully biting his lower lip. Catching her eyes in his, he sensed the soul inside you was not the same as he had seen in others. Something primal lingered in you.

“What are you thinking?” He asked.

“Well…I was thinking…” you purred, “…that we can do that better” you added, pointing at the tv without even looking at it. And it came as a surprise to Patrick when your other hand had sneakily rested on his lower abdomen, feeling the softness of his cotton white t-shirt. Lust took over, and his eyes showed off its glint. When he instantly took your hand to feel his clothed erection, you gasped with satisfaction.

The both of you ended up making a sex tape that evening, which seemed more colorful than any porno he had ever watched.

When the recorder stopped recording, when he was laying in bed beside you, Patrick could not help but marvel at your tolerance towards his sexual needs. Not only tolerant, but extremely supportive. He felt warm, he felt an unfamiliarity. And it made him hungry with greed. A greed for you, a need for you. Which was certainly rare.

That was when he knew, you only satisfied one desire and one only. His desire for genuine companionship.

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(Present)

Having lived in New York long enough, you were absolutely aware when you were being stalked. This time however, you were not alarmed, nor threatened. On the contrary, excitement bubbled within. Though you pretended to not even notice, you knew who it was. And he was to blame.

You were impressed. A few blocks was understandable. But an entire taxi ride? That was commitment for stalking. There you were, on your way back to the American Gardens Building. And you were aware of his presence a few feet away.

As you pressed the button for the elevator, you waited. You sensed him stand behind you a few feet away. The excitement increased by tenfolds.

Ding! The elevator announced its arrival with the doors opening. And you just could not resist.

“You coming, Patrick?”

You inquired coolly, whilst entering the elevator. And as you have guessed, rudely pushing away other residents with gusto, your stalker Patrick Bateman joined you inside soon after. Slamming the close button, tension grew between the two of you as the doors closed. And when finally closed, he grasped the opportunity to ambush you with a hungry kiss.

He was never the biggest fan of kisses before he met you. Sex? Yes. But kisses? Not really. But feeling the enthusiasm and heat you brought in as your contribution, he was compelled to do the same. He was addicted more than simply interested. With another Ding! The elevator finally reached your floor, witnessing the frantic lovers stumble out, lips still glued to one another. Patrick’s place was closer, thus it was already decided. The

mere few seconds his lips left yours to open the door was a punishment itself, but rectified soon after. Pulling you in, he slammed you against the closed door, only to kiss you once again. His lips were simply the definition of starved when he tasted yours, making it quite difficult for you to push his overcoat off his broad shoulders. But he proved to excel in multitasking, opening up your own jacket so fast, all of the buttons just popped out. And once again, your lace bustier revealed itself, heaving alongside your chest. “You’re such a fuckin’ tease!” Patrick breathed against your lips, “Right there in my office...Wearing this!” He added, peeling your jacket off. With a knowing smile, you chuckled.

“Ha! And here I was wondering how long it would take for you to finally give in…mmm-”

How could you really finish when he shut you up with more kisses, which was more than you could ask for.Whatever clothing obstacle that came in the way, you made sure to get rid yourself of them. His own Pin stripped Armani jacket for example. Tossing them at all directions, you were honestly quite surprised he did not pay attention. Being the meticulous man he normally was.

You attempted to walk, grabbing him by his pants during. Pressing himself against your back, his pants were quite noticeable.

“Where do you think you’re going, hmmm?” Patrick asked you, through gritted teeth as his lips grazed over your ear.

“To bed, silly! ” you replied playfully. “Good girl…” His growl, it made your inner walls quiver with impatience. You felt his hand firmly stroke your buttocks, unzipping the pencil skirt only to let it fall off you. Reaching the bed, he watched you spin around and greedily begin to undo his pants with an excited look. That excitement, that greed was akin to a child ending up at a candy store.

You were impatient, you couldn’t stress this enough. Once his pants were loose, you managed to pull out his shirt ready to undo. The sight of his sculpted abs and his tanned skin made your mouth water. Imagining him naked in his glory was a blessing you could never forget. All this, you did under his wild gaze. Pressing his forehead against yours, he groaned.

“You like this, don’t you?” There he was, teasing you once again in the most seductive of voices. Feeling the curves of your buttocks, he sneakily managed to pull down your panties.

“You bet I do, daddy” You purred, looking up at him before accepting his kisses. Open mouth, generous with tongue, you just wanted to melt in his arms. He learnt well. Biting your lower lip playfully, he pushed you to his neatly arranged bed. Giggles left your lips when he joined in. Dressed in only your lace bustier, lace panties bunched around your knees, with stockings and garters to match, you were definitely in your element for the moment. Whilst he had his hair disheveled, shirt half opened, and tie loosened along with his pants. You had Patrick Bateman right where you wanted him.

“What about your lunch plans?” “Not important” You smiled mischievously when he climbed on top on you, “You didn’t have to do that!” “Please” he said, spreading your legs open to get in between you, “It was nothing important anyways“.

Your eyes widened the moment you felt him enter you without a single warning. Happened so fast, which made it so thrilling and arousing.

His speed was evident this time, each of his thrusts translated his frustrations to your tease this morning. And you heard them speak out loud. How fucking dare you? Who gave you the fucking right? Stroking your thighs, he felt the softness of your stockings. He moved, savoring the sight of you writhe and moan with liberation.

Cupping his face, your fingers grazed around his jawline. You knew how privileged you were to touch him this way. The way your arms were placed over your body pushed your cleavage up higher, it teased Patrick even more. He announced his frustration with a harder thrusts. When that didn’t seem sufficient, you watched him pull down one of the straps of your bustier. It came down so fast you were worried of possible tearing. The beckoning was successful when he poured sloppy kisses over your curvaceous breast that popped out. Each kiss lit small fires over your skin, even more so when he trapped the erect nipple between his mouth, suckling it hard until you swore it turned blue. Your vocal responses merely were limited to sounds, for you did not have the capacity to even think as you were occupied being pleasured. Expressing his own satisfaction, he kissed, he sucked, he even left a hickey right below the curve of your breast, one that could make quite a statement. All the while he kept moving inside you. Your moans were gracious, loud and authentic. And hearing him moan in return was a gift in itself. You could reach your peak by just listening to him.

Immersed in deep pleasure, Patrick pulled your hair back, leaving kisses over your protruding neck, as his speed increased leading to him finally meeting his climax with  your own. Both sounds merged together, suddenly grew quiet in unison. Like a giant wave finally crashing into the beach in slow motion. Raising his head, he looked at you.

“The next time you do that, I swear I will fuck you senseless...right in my office” he said, panting. You chuckled. “My!” You said, gleefully, “now that’s something to look forward to” Inciting laughter from him. When the laughter died, you rubbed your nose against his affectionately.

“Good…” you continued, “…then you will have something Paul Allen and Bryce will be jealous about” you teased.

“Oh...I already have…” Patrick said , “I have You”

Warmth came over you. The way he said it, sheer pride was oozing. Pride that was enriched with the fact there was a deeper understanding between you and him. An understanding that could even lead to many, many great things.

A gasp exited you when you felt him sneakily insert one of his fingers inside you, making you moan. And just like that, you were aroused once more. And he was to blame.

“I’m never letting you go, Patrick Bateman” you breathed, pulling him by the tie to kiss him, moaning further into his lips as his fingers began to work on you.

While those fingers moved, he took the pleasure in watching you. But this time, when his eyes caught yours, his heart clenched.

For the first time ever, he was afraid.

Afraid to realize how dangerous you actually were. So much so that you seem to be fully responsible for the surprising changes he had been going through.

A distraction from his every life. A type of distraction he did not want to let go.

A vital one.

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[anna-justice]

26 Kisses - Upstead

Summary: Twenty-Six times Jay and Hailey kissed for the first time. (Ft. lots of characters finding them in compromising positions...)

Warnings: fluff, angst, several declarations of love…(it’s also like 10,000 words, sorry lol)

Requested: No

…

A - Accident

Jay sat next to Hailey on a barstool at Molly’s, they were near the back with his brother and Kevin, who were engrossed in their own conversation. Every so often Hailey would laugh at something one of them said and completely capture Jay’s attention. 

Hailey snuck glances at her partner as she sipped her beer, he looked more handsome than normal and Hailey was convinced that it was his carefree attitude. And the fact that he was in a situation to constantly harass his brother. 

“Right Hailey?” Kevin asked from across the table, pulling her out of her trance.

Hailey’s head snapped from Jay to him, “Hmm?” 

Kevin laughed, “I told Will that Jay never sits at his own desk, he’s always at yours. I was asking for confirmation.” 

Hailey smirked as Will laughed, “Oh yeah, always.” 

Jay rolled his eyes, leaning down to whisper something along the lines of “you like it” to Hailey, but at the exact same time, she turned her head to look at him, causing their lips to meet for just a moment. Both jumped back in surprise. Will and Kevin looked at each other and then at the pretty much couple, fighting the urge to burst out laughing. 

Jay searched Hailey’s face for any look or regret, finding none, he leaned down and captured her lips with his. “Woah,” Kevin said, dragging out the middle while Will covered his mouth in surprise. Hailey wrapped her arms around his neck, completely forgetting that their friends were sitting right next to them. 

When the two finally pulled away, Hailey blushed, seeing several peoples eyes on her. Jay hopped off his stool, pulling Hailey with him. “We’re getting out of here.” He said, throwing a twenty on the table. 

Will smirked and waved at the pair, “Bye bye, baby brother.”

B - Bears

“Wooooooo!” Adam screamed, jumping out of his chair. The Bears had just scored another touchdown against the Saints and were ahead by 6. The whole unit was there, Intelligence had worked a case involving one of the owner’s families and had been given endzone tickets for the upcoming game. 

That’s how Hailey ended up sandwiched between Jay and Vanessa in the second quarter of the game. Now, Hailey loved Chicago and their sports teams just as much as the next girl, but her partner was some sort of psycho. Everytime one of their players was holding the ball, Jay would look over at her, grinning wide. Inversely, if the referee was anywhere close to defending the other team, the strew of curse words was never ending. 

Before she knew it, it was halftime and the screens were playing those corny Dr. Pepper commercials. Hailey pulled out her phone, checking her email and then scrolling through facebook. Suddenly there was a scream beside her and the crowd erupted, Hailey jumped out of her skin, looking at Vanessa. “What’s wrong.” Hailey was surprised to find her best friend grinning ear to ear. 

“Look.” She said, gesturing to the jumbo-trons. Hailey raised to gaze to the massive screams and felt her heart stop. There was a giant heart around her and Jay, with the words Kiss Cam above it. The yelling around her got louder, meaning the rest of the unit was now aware of her predicament. 

Jay cleared his throat beside her, smirking as she looked at him with wide eyes. He pointed to the screens, “Come on Hailey, the fans want it.” 

“Jay-” Before she could say no, his lips were on hers. Hailey’s brain literally stopped working and all the screaming fans around them just faded away. Jay’s hand was resting on her cheek and she grabbed his shoulder to pull him closer. The hoots and hollers started and Hailey blushed, only then remembering that they were in an arena with a hundred thousand other people, including their unit…

Everyone around them was laughing, along with Jay whose eyes never left hers, “I think it’s safe to say that we all want to be invited to that wedding.” The announcer says and Jay smirks, ignoring all of the screaming around him and attaching his lips to Hailey’s again. 

C - Coffee

Hailey rubbed her eyes as she leaned over the pot of black liquid, she was on her fifth, maybe sixth cup of the day and at this point she was wondering if it was even doing anything. She absentmindedly poured it into a large mug, not even bothering to add any cream or sugar, it was going to taste terrible either way. She turned around to head back to her desk, but instead she collided with a wall. 

“Woah.” Just kidding, it was Jay. He jumped back as the mug hit the floor, the contents of it all over Jay’s shirt. The glass shattered and flew everywhere, causing tears to well up in Hailey’s eyes. She was exhausted and every time she moved she made more work for herself. 

Hailey sniffled, “I’m so sorry Jay.” She said, grabbing a paper towel off the counter behind her, she pressed it to his stomach, attempting to ignore his rock hard abdomen under the thin material of the shirt. 

Jay fought the urge to chuckle, as sweet as it was for Hailey to try and clean him up, he was drenched and her one paper towel was doing nothing. “Hailey, it’s fine.” He said smiling. 

Hailey looked up at him and smiled, “Really?” She was a mess, she hadn’t slept for more for a few hours in days and it was getting to her. Her brain felt like absolute mush. 

“Yeah, of course…” Jay said cautiously, eyeing his partner. She looked like a zombie, a beautiful zombie, but a zombie nonetheless. “Hailey, maybe you should go home.” He said, they were the only two left besides Voight, who had been locked in his office for hours. 

“I can’t, I haven’t had time to do any paperwork in days.” She sighed, leaning against the counter. “I’m so behind.” 

Jay took a step forward, placing his hand on her shoulder. “Leave your files on my desk and I will finish up your paperwork.”

Hailey felt her eyes well up again, “Jay, no, you hate paperwork.”

Jay just shrugged and gave her a small smile, “You need sleep Hailey, I’d have to redo it anyway.” Hailey rolled her eyes at his comment, of course Jay could make fun of her at any moment. 

“Thank you.” Hailey said, reaching up and wrapping her arms around his neck. At first, Jay was shocked, tensing under her touch, but eventually he relaxed, reveling in how it felt to have Hailey’s face buried in his neck. Hailey breathed in heavily, she didn’t want to move, but she knew if she didn’t there was a very high chance she would fall asleep right then and there. 

Hailey pulled away, stopping to look up at him. Jay’s gaze dropped to her lips before finding her eyes again, he leaned end slowly, gently capturing her lips with his. It was slow and sweet and completely innocent, but it was perfect. Hailey pulled away, letting her eyes linger closed. She bit her lip, feeling her cheeks heat up. Jay reached out and brushed a stray strand of blonde hair behind her ear, “Call me when you get home, okay?” 

Hailey nodded, walking towards the door. She turned to face him with a bright smile on her face. “Goodnight Jay.”

“Goodnight Hailey.”

D - Drunk

Hailey leaned against her kitchen counter, she was pretty gone and wasn’t stopping anytime soon. It had been a tough few days, the case involving way too many dead kids. She was so upset that when she got home she didn’t even bother to wait for Jay and the six pack he promised. She went straight for the whiskey.

The doorbell rang and Hailey shuffled to it, revealing a very sexy man on the other side. Hailey leaned against the door, smiling a lot more flirty than usual. “Hey.”

“Hi,” Jay said cautiously, he had never seen Hailey like this before, she was usually able to hold her liquor. He dropped the six pack on the counter and slipped onto one of the stools underneath the island. “You been drinking without me?” 

Hailey smirked, bringing her hand up to show a tiny amount, “A little bit.” 

“Sure,” Jay said, laughing. 

Hailey sat on the stool next to him, her inhibitions nowhere to be found. All she could think about was the man standing in front of her, whose biceps were practically bursting out of his grey v-neck. Hailey reached out and traced the end of the sleeve, not noticing the goosebumps that appeared on his skin. “You should wear these more often.” Hailey said.

This time it was Jay’s turn to smirk, “Really?” He asked, “You like?” Hailey nodded confidently and Jay chuckled, “Good to know.”

Hailey sighed, setting her head on her hand on the counter. “I like you, Jay.” She said.

Jay sucked in a breath, staring at his very intoxicated partner. He couldn’t believe the words he was hearing. “I like you too, Hailey.” Hailey wasted no time launching herself into his arms, pressing her lips to his. Much to her dismay, Jay pulled away. He reached out and brushed a strand of blonde hair behind her ear. “Not right now, Hailes. I want you to remember this.” Hailey nodded, sighing as he pressed his lips to her forehead. “Let’s get you to bed.”

E - Everyday

“Hailey!” Jay shouted, following his partner into the locker room. 

Hailey spun around, glaring at her partner. “What?” She spit.

“What is wrong with you?” He asked.

Hailey laughed dryly. “What is wrong with me? What is wrong with you?” Jay stood there dumbfounded and it only made Hailey more angry. Hailey’s jaw dropped, she couldn’t find the words to express how she felt. “Jay! You literally just jumped in front of a moving car!”

“You were the one standing in front of a moving car!” Jay yelled back.

Hailey huffed, “This isn’t about me!” 

“This is all about you, I shoved you out of the way.” Jay snapped, “And you are the one making a big deal of it!” 

“I never asked you to save me, Jay!” Hailey growled, running her hands through her hair. “You put yourself in harm's way everyday, do not put that on me!”

Jay scoffed, “You didn’t have to ask me, Hailey, I will always save you.” He said, rushing forward. 

Hailey took a step forward, leaving very little space between them, “Well stop.”

“No.” Jay said, standing his ground. Hailey wants to be furious, she has to watch him be reckless with his own life everyday, but the thought that it was all for her was making her knees weak. Jay stared her down, his nostrils flaring. “I’m gonna kiss you.”

“Good.” That was all it took to send his lips crashing into hers, Jay’s arms wrapped around Hailey’s waist to keep her standing, the force of him knocking her off her balance. Hailey wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him even closer. She was going into overdrive, the feeling of his lips on hers was all consuming. Hailey leans back, catching her breath as Jay presses his forehead against hers. “I think we should do that again.”

“Oh definitely.”

F - Flannel 

Their thing that works always works. That’s why it works. Each of them can wake up the next morning and be able to do their job, leaving the baggage in the trash with the bottle. But today, the thing that works was not working in Hailey’s favor.

Hailey woke up with a groan, immediately blinded by the light shining from the window.It was disorienting to say the least, she had blackout curtains in her bedroom, so there shouldn’t be light. It took her until she was sitting up to notice that she wasn’t in her bedroom, she was in a living room. And not just anyone’s living room, he was in Jay Halstead’s living room. She looked around, getting a grip on her surroundings when her eyes fell on a passed out Jay at the other end of the couch. She smiled to herself, he looked peaceful to say the least, mouth slightly open and his usual worried face was relaxed.

She picked her phone up off the table, almost dropping it when she saw the time. “No, no.” She said frantically, hitting Jay’s leg. “Jay get up, we’re late.” She ran around the small apartment gathering her things.

“What?” Jay asked, waking with a start. 

Hailey turned to him, “It’s 7:30, we are so late.”

“Shit.” Jay said jumping up. He ran to his room throwing on new clothes and brushing his teeth. He tosses a flannel at Hailey when he enters the room, she gives him a look. “Hailey, you can’t show up late in yesterday’s clothes.”

Hailey nods at him, “Yeah, thanks,” before speed walking past him and into his bedroom to change. The button up shirt was way too big, but Hailey tucked in the bottom and rolled up the sleeves, hoping that it wouldn’t be too obvious that it was Jay’s.

Jay waited patiently by the door with two cups of coffee, but he almost dropped them when he saw her. Hailey always looked breathtaking, but even more so in his clothes. “Ready?” He asked, and with a silent nod the two bid goodbye and headed to the district in separate cars.

Twenty minutes later, Kim sat at her desk watching the clock. It was almost eight and Jay and Hailey were still MIA, which wasn’t normal for either of them. She was just about to call Jay when he came bounding up the stairs to the bullpen. He went straight for his desk. Not five minutes later, Hailey walked up the steps, giving Kim a kind smile as she walked by.

Kim returned it, obviously, but she couldn’t help but notice that Hailey’s shirt was way too big for her and that she had definitely seen it before...on a certain detective in their uit. A lightbulb went off in her brain and she had to hide her expression. Jay and Hailey were late together. It finally happened. 

Kim jumped up, “Jay, can I borrow you for a second?”

“Yeah,” Jay replied, following her into an interrogation room. “What’s up?”

“Hailey Upton is wearing your shirt.” She said.

“Ki-”

“Finally! My God, what took you so long? We’ve been watching the two of you make puppy dog eyes at each other for years? I’m so happy for you guys, Jay you are so lucky, she is so into you.” Kim rushed out, a big smile on her face.

Jay stood there in shock, “Kim, nothing happened.”

Kim scoffed, “Sure.”

“No. Nothing happened, she fell asleep on my couch last night.” The smile on Kim’s face fell and she turned read.

“Shit.” She mumbled, “Forget all of this.”

Jay made his way back to his desk, but the only thing he could think about was Kim’s words. Could Hailey really be into him? After a whole day of not being able to focus, Jay followed Hailey into the locker room, he couldn’t take it anymore.

“Do you have a different shirt?” He asked, as soon as they were out of sight.

Hailey turned slowly, “Um, I can ask Kim for one. I’m sorry, I promise I’ll give it back-”

“No. Shit. Hailes, I’m sorry.” He said, rubbing his forehead. “I just, I just haven’t been able to think straight all day.” Hailey felt her breath catch in her throat at his confession, he took a step forward, watching her closely. “You, in my shirt, my mind is mush.”

Hailey thought her mind was mush, Jay had never been so direct with her before and she had to admit, she liked it. “Jay-”

“Can I please, please kiss you?”

“You better.” That was all it took for Jay to pounce, Hailey’s back hitting the locker behind her as his mouth molded into hers. Her hands found his hair as he began to drag his lips across her jawline, finding the spot right behind her ear. Hailey fought the urge to moan, trying to remember that their teammates were just down the hall. Hailey grabbed his face and guided his lips back to hers, kissing him passionately.

They broke apart when they heard a shriek behind them, “Dammit Halstead, I knew you were full of shit!” Kim yelled, pointing at them, causing both of them to laugh. Kim backed away angrily before throwing a wink over her shoulder at Hailey. Hailey smirked, before attaching her lips to Jay’s once again.

G - Girl’s Night

Hailey sat on her couch with Vanessa and Kim, it had been a long week and the girls decided that they needed a night of wine and romcoms. They were two bottles deep and a movie and a half in, and as soon as the sad music starts, Hailey regrets choosing A Walk to Remember. 10 minutes ago she thought she needed a good cry and a break from happy endings, she changed her mind.

“What?” Vanessa screams, standing up. “No.” She chucks a piece of pizza at the screen as Hailey and Kim laugh, they forgot that Vanessa had never seen this movie. Vanessa collapses back down on the couch and looks to Hailey, eyes filled with tears. “She has cancer?”

Hailey frowns, wiping tears of her own, “Aww sweetie, come here.” Vanessa tucks herself into Hailey’s side as a blubury Kim joins them. The three (normally very intimidating women) turned their direction back to the TV and watch Jamie run away from Landon.

As the movie goes on, Vanessa only cries harder, along with Hailey and Kim, who are surprised to find that no matter how many times they watch the movie, they will still sob the entire time. They make it to the part when Landon is about to propose, but before he can get the words out, the doorbell rings. Hailey jumps up and pauses the TV, wiping under her eyes and grabbing the third empty bottle. “I’ll get it.”

The door swings open to reveal Jay. “Hailey I-Holy shit, what's wrong?” He asks, taking in her appearance. He places his hands on her shoulders, searching for any sign of injury.

Hailey shakes her head and sniffles, “Nothing. Just a really sad movie.” She says, dragging out the y. “What are you doing here?” Hailey asks, looking over his shoulder to see Adam and Kevin standing by a car she doesn’t recognize.

“Um, well. I lost a bet and now I have to do something.” Jay explained, shifting nervously.

Hailey gave him a bored look, “Do what?” Before she could ask again, he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, she could taste the alcohol on him and she knew that her nose was probably running, but she didn’t care. As soon as it happens, it’s over and Jay backs away slowly.

“I-I’ll see you tomorrow Hailes.” He says, tripping over her front step in his attempt to look all cool and stoic. Hailey giggles, touching her fingers to her still tingling lips.

As soon as she shuts the door she turns back to Vanessa and Kim who were most definitely watching them from the couch. Hailey grins and all three girls begin to scream, jumping up and down together in her kitchen. Out of breath, Hailey talks over the excitement, “Okay, I’m done with this depressing movie. We’re watching Say Yes to the Dress.”

H - Halloween

Jay sat on a barstool at Molly’s, it was packed with first responders, all of them dressed in various costumes. It was October 31st and Jay was dressed as a baseball player, against his will he might add, Adam and Kevin had convinced him to do a group costume. Kevin was a football player and Adam was wearing a way too detailed hockey uniform.

He was one beer down and waiting for a certain blonde to have any more, when Hailey was around he had to pace himself. The ringing of the bell above the door captured Jay’s attention, when he saw who walked in, his jaw dropped to the floor. It was Kim, Vanessa and Hailey, but he missed the first two girls completely. All he could see was Hailey.

She was wearing a tight, black skirt and a long sleeve, black crop top. Her blonde hair was falling over her shoulders in perfect waves and Jay was pretty sure there was glitter on her face, something that he never thought he would see. He fought hard to keep his eyes in a strictly professional place, but they wandered down her frame and were glued to the thigh holster on her right leg. Damn. He shifted in his seat, regretting how tight his pants were.

Hailey’s gaze met his and she smiled, immediately making her way to him. “Hey.” She said as she reached the bar.

Jay grinned, choking out a, “Hi.”

Hailey laughed, looking him up and down. “Nice costume.”

“You don’t look so bad yourself.” Jay smirked, causing Hailey to blush.

Hailey felt her cheeks heat up, she looked down at her skimpy skirt and then over to her friends who she was matching, her smile returning. “It was V and Kim’s idea, Charlie’s Angels.” Hailey posed against the bar, then did a quick spin. She was beginning to enjoy the nervous look on her partners face.

Jay swallowed hard as Hailey spun in front of him, she looked drop dead gorgeous and he was very thankful that he had only had one beer. Tipsy Jay would not be able to hold his tongue right now. He looked her up and down once again, this time making it way more obvious. “I like it.”

The next few hours went by impossibly slow, and Jay spent the majority of the time watching Hailey from across the room. He had a few more beers and it was safe to say that his flirt game was strong. He was making Hailey laugh that he never had before and if he had a dollar for everytime she had playfully touched his arm, he could get them a hotel room at the Ritz Carlton for the night.

It was almost midnight when Jay made his way across the crowded bar to where Haily was sitting with Kevin and Vanessa. He stood behind her, earning a few smirks and some wiggling eyebrows from their friends. He placed his hand on her waist and she sucked in a breath. He lowered his lips to her ear, “You wanna get out of here?”

Hailey’s head swung around, nodding before jumping off the barstool, grabbing his hand and practically running out of Molly’s. Jay laughed as they were met with the crisp air, before he could even register what was happening, his back hit the cold brick wall and Hailey’s lips were on his. He grabbed onto her waist, pulling her impossibly closer. Hailey pressed her hands against his chest as she pushed further into him. Jay lowered his hands to rest on her hips “Jump.” He whispered before Hailey obliged. He wasted no time before spinning them around and pinning her to the wall. Jay trailed kisses down her neck, causing Hailey to throw her head against the wall.

The bell rang and Adam came waltzing out along with Kim, the two of them screaming at the sight just outside the bar. “Holy shit guys, get a room.” Kim said, covering her eyes.

Hailey and Jay untangled themselves to face their friends, “Took you long enough Halstead.” Adam winked, before pulling Kim away.

The two laughed before Jay pushed Hailey against the wall once again, smirking. “Where were we?”

I - I’d Follow You

Hailey moved around tirelessly, huffing at yet another failure to break free. “Hailey, breathe.” Jay said from beside her. Hailey rolled her eyes, struggling against the restraints once again. The irony was unreal, the two of them were chained up by their own handcuffs.

“Jay, don’t.” Hailey said, finally giving up and slumping into the cold ground. The two sat in silence for a while, listening for anything to give them a clue of where they were. Hailey thought back to how they even got into this situation. She was following a lead, following her gut more than anything and she had dragged Jay along. Now they were trapped in a basement, perfect. “I’m sorry.” Hailey said softly, they weren’t sure how much danger they were actually in, but if something happened to him, she would never forgive herself.

Jay sighed, smiling softly at his partner, “You have nothing to be sorry for, we’ll be fine. I’m sure the team is already looking for us.”

Hailey nodded, his words doing little to comfort her. She blinked back the tears in her eyes, she had been in this situation with Kim before and it almost ended badly, she couldn’t bear to lose Jay. “I shouldn’t have brought you.” She said.

“Hailey.” He said, wishing he could reach out and touch her. “You know I’d follow you anywhere. Stop blaming yourself.” Jay searched Hailey’s face for any sense of understanding, but she looked just as guilty as she did before.

“I know, we just have to get out of here.” She said, she was still recovering from his earlier statement. He had used her own words against her and she would be lying if she said it wasn’t working.

Jay nodded, “We will.” He stared into her eyes, slowly leaning in. Hailey didn’t know what possessed her, but she met him in the middle and pressed her lips to his. They scooted closer to each other, both very aware that their hands were out of play. Hailey leaned into his chest for balance, deepening the kiss.

Suddenly the door popped open, causing the two to break away from each other, but they stayed touching chests. “You guys good?” Adam called out.

Kevin approached from behind him, shining a flashlight on the two. He smirked, “Yeah, I think they’re good.”

J - Jealous

Jay knew it was irrational, he knew it was stupid. So much had changed but still, the sight of Hailey and Adam made him want to vomit. She was laughing in her loud and beautiful, belly laugh. Hand on his shoulder, hunched over into his bubble. Adam wasn’t much better, he was grinning at her as they continued on in their apparently hilarious conversation.

Jay took an angry sip of his beer, if he held the bottle any tighter it would probably break. He hated feeling like this, after all, he had no claim to Hailey. She was free to do whatever, or whoever, she wanted. Besides, his pouting was a mute point. Hailey had assured him that she and Adam were through, not to mention Kim was pregnant with his baby. He was just being psychotic, but it didn’t make it hurt any less.

He felt like his brain had transported itself back to the year before, to the night that Adam showed up at Hailey’s and he was so worried that he would think something of it. Really, he should have been worried that he didn’t. It was like the universe was against him and it was using Adam as a weapon.

Hailey looked up from her conversation and noticed a sollem looking Jay across the bar, she bid goodbye to Adam and booked it to her partner. He had moody Jay written all over him. “Hey, what’s up?” She asked, sliding onto the stool next to him.

“Nothing.” He said in a biting tone, glancing at her. He immediately softened when he saw a wave of hurt wash over her face. “I-I’m sorry. I’m just in a mood. I shouldn’t have snapped at you.”

Hailey nodded cautiously, Jay never intentionally hurt her feelings, but even if he did, he wasn’t great at apologies. “You okay?”

He took another swig of his beer, setting it down loudly. “I don’t know.” He said. Jay was pretty shocked at his own words, he was about as open as a bank vault, but tonight he didn’t have the energy to play tough guy. Honestly, he was feeling a little defeated (and sorry for himself).

“You wanna talk? My ‘reserved for Jay’ glass is clean.” She joked, offering him a small smile. They walked out together, Jay opting to ride with Hailey. Which happened once in a blue moon. Hailey fought the urge to check and see if he had a fever, not only was he letting her drive, but he was leaving his truck, his baby, in Molly's parking lot.

The drive was short and the pair raced up Hailey’s steps to escape the winter chill. Vanessa was undercover, so they had the place to themselves. Hailey immediately pulled out a bottle of whiskey, her partner looked like he needed it. She poured them each a glass and then leaned on the counter across from him. Before she can say anything, Jay word vomits across the counter. “Is there something going on between you and Adam?”

Hailey almost chokes on her whiskey. “Jay, are you serious? You know-”

“I need you to say it Hailey.” He says, standing and looking her in the eye. “I need you to say it.”

“There is absolutely nothing going on with me and Ruzek, we are just good friends.” Jay visibly relaxes and his reaction is not lost on Hailey.

Jay moves around the island to her. “I’m sorry,” there he goes again, “That wasn’t my place. It’s just, I don’t want you to be with him. I can’t stand the thought of you ever being with him.”

“Jay-”

“I’m not good at this Hailes, I know. I’m making a complete ass out of myself-” Hailey launches herself forward and cuts him off with a kiss, Jay catching her easily despite the shock. His eyebrows furrow as he runs his hands down her figure, only to wrap his arms around her waist to pull her closer to him. Soon they both come up for air and Jay beams. “I’m better than Ruzek, aren’t I?” He asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

Hailey smacks his chest before tucking herself into it, “Shut up.”

K - Kiss Me Slowly

Jay stared at Hailey across the patio, it was open mic night at Molly’s and the world had cursed him the guitarist after guitarist playing love song after love song. Of course, every stupid song made him think of her.

The next guy was up and a familiar parachute song started playing, Jay wanted the groan. His heart was racing as he watched Hailey make her way towards him, her blonde hair bouncing as she walked. “Hey stranger.” She said as she approached him.

“Hey.” He smiled.

Hailey motioned to the makeshift stage, “Some of these guys are pretty good.”

“Yeah.”

I can see you there in the city lights.

Jay watched how the glow from the fairy lights hit her face, making her shine brighter than normal.

14th floor, pale blue eyes, I can breathe you in.

He really could, it was like she was her oxygen and he was suffocating without her.

Two shadows standing by the bedroom door, no I could not want you more than I did right then.

He wanted her so bad, in every way possible. “Hailey?”

“Hmm?” She hummed, turning her attention back to him.

“Dance with me.” He said, standing and almost surprising himself. Hailey watched him cautiously, thinking that it was some cruel joke, but took his hand when his stature didn’t falter. He led them to a space near the fence, placing his hands on her waist and pulling her close as she gently rested her arms on his shoulders.

If this is something that you want, darling you don’t have to run. You don’t have to go.

They swayed back and forth, Hailey wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her head to his chest, she could almost swear that his heart was beating faster.

Just stay with me.

She peaked up at him, only to find him smiling down at her.

Baby, stay with me.

They locked eyes, each searching the other for any possible misunderstanding.

Well I’m not sure what this is gonna be, but with my eyes clenched all I see, is the skyline, through the window. The moon above you and the streets below.

Jay reached out and ran the pad of his thumb over Hailey’s cheek, eyes darting all over her seemingly perfect face. She looked absolutely beautiful, she was the only girl he ever noticed.

Hold my breath as we’re moving in.

Hailey swore her heart stopped, the way he was looking at her made her feel like the only girl in the world. He dipped his head and if only she could bring herself to lean in…

Taste your lips and feel your skin.

Hailey placed her hand on his cheek.

When the time comes, baby don’t run.

Jay grinned and slowly leaned down, pressing his lips gently against hers.

Just kiss me slowly.

L - Love

“What were you going to say?”

Hailey stood there frozen, her momentum was lost. Everything that told her to pour her heart out had disappeared and all she wanted to do now was get as far away from him as possible. After all, that was easier, so much easier.

“Never mind, I’m going to pull the car around.” She said.

Jay felt his heart clench, he knew exactly what she was going to say and he felt it too. He was sick of tiptoeing around it. “What were you going to say, Hailey?”

Hailey stopped dead in her tracks, she had barely even made it to the doorway. “It’s not important Jay, really. It’s nothing.”

“It’s not nothing.” He groans, “Dammit Hailey, you don’t get to make me fall in love with you and then change your mind.”

“What?” Hailey asked quietly, she couldn’t believe what she was hearing, and by the look on his face, she wasn’t sure Jay knew what he was saying.

Jay feigned confidence, and maybe the pain meds were to blame, but there was no going back now. “I love you Hailey and I think you love me too, and if you don’t ten you should consider going undercover full time or getting an acting job because you are one hell of an actress-”

Hailey launched herself into his arms, careful not to hit his injured arm. She kissed him urgently, desperate for his touch. Jay held her close with his good arm, never wanting to let go. “I love you too.”

M - My Girlfriend

Jay held the roses tight in his hand as he made his way towards his truck, where his partner was waiting. He thought back to his statement just a few minutes earlier, “my girlfriend.” He wished.

He climbed in the truck and turned to Hailey who smirked at him. He handed her the flowers with a sigh and she grinned. “What a guy.” She teases. Jay chuckled under his breath, freezing when he felt warmth against his cheek, which he soon realized was from Hailey’s lips. Jay tensed, watching her blush in the rear view mirror.

That was the most intimate they had ever been, not that he was complaining. As surprised as he was at her actions, he shouldn’t have been. Hailey was a total badass, a badass with really soft lips. Jay turned to face her, eyes glancing from her lips to her eyes, attempting to read the room (or truck). After being confident that this was what she wanted too, Jay leaned in and captured her lips with his, arching completely over the seat.

Hailey placed her hand on the nape of his neck and played with the short hairs, pulling him even closer. Jay smiled into the kiss, pecking her one last time before pulling away. Hailey scrunched her nose and laughed, “Told you we were good together.”

N -  Never

“Oh, come on Hailey!” Jay snapped, throwing the ping pong paddle on the table.

Hailey through her hands up in the air in surrender. “What?”

“You can’t let me win one game?” He groaned, “You can’t feed my ego even just a little bit?”

“Never.” Hailey smirked, leaning against the table.

Jay swallowed hard, she looked amazing and his self control was dwindling by the minute. Hailey felt the energy shift in the room and she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. “Shit.” Jay mutters before stalking towards her and kissing her passionately. “Jump.” He whispered, before picking her jump. He turned so that Hailey was sitting on the ping pong table, trailing kisses down her neck. Hailey moaned, wrapping arms around his neck.

“Woah guys, other people play on that table.” Adam yelled from the doorway, putting a hand over his eyes.

Hailey laughed, pulling away and calling after him. “Yeah, but no one else wins!”

“Oh, I definitely just did.” Jay said, smiling down at her.

Hailey shook her head, “Nice try.”

O - Only Us

Jay pushed half the stuff off his desk, and then set Hailey down on it, never removing his lips from hers. Things had gotten heated quick and before he knew it he was unbuttoning Hailey’s dark green flannel and she was tugging at his own shirt. Jay pulled her hair slightly and Hailey gasped, causing him to stick his tongue in her mouth, tem fighting for dominance.

Before she knew it, Hailey’s shirt was somewhere else and her hair was pulled out of it’s normal ponytail. She was about to pull his shirt over his head when a door swung open next to them. Jay quickly pulled Hailey to his chest to cover her and the two were mortified to find Voight standing at the threshold of his door, they thought he had left.

He walked to the desk, dropped two sheets of paper down and then walked out of the bullpen. Hailey looked over her shoulder and saw that they were HR forms.

The two of them laughed hysterically, Hailey leaning her head against Jay’s chest. “Only us.”

P - Pizza

Jay let down the tailgate of the truck and jumped up on it, motioning for Hailey to follow. She did, but not quite as gracefully. Jay smirked at her once she landed next to him. “Short.” Hailey’s only response was smacking his arm and glaring at him.

Jay reached behind him and grabbed a pizza box, it was a pretty night and the two partners had decided that takeout from Bartoli’s and the night sky were the perfect combination. Hailey leaned back on her hands, looking up. “It’s pretty tonight.” She said.

“You know, this is the part in the movies where the guy unloads an unrealistic amount of knowledge about constellations.” Jay said before taking a bite out of a cheesy slice.

Hailey smirked, reaching to grab her own, “I’m listening.”

Jay shook his head as he swallowed. “Oh no, I’ve got nothing.” He said laughing, causing Hailey to roll her eyes.

“Damn, I was ready for you to go all Rom-Com on me.” Hailey took a bite, moaning. “God, this man makes the best pizza in the city. No, the country.”

Jay laughed to cover his choking, he was not ready for Hailey to moan like that, even if it was over pizza. “Y-yeah. The best.”

Hailey eyed her partner, “You good?”

“Great,” Jay said, giving her a genuine smile. He leaned against the side of the bed, just enjoying the view (of the stars, of course…).

They had been there a while, and somehow the two of them ended up sitting across from each other in the bed. Hailey had her leg leaning against Jay’s while they talked. It was anything too important, more just swapping stories and light hearted teasing. It was all very...comfortable.

Jay said something to make Hailey laugh, and he took note of the way her face lit up in the moonlight. He couldn’t look away. “Hailey.” He said, getting her attention.

“Hmm?”

“You look really pretty right now.” Jay said, crossing a line that neither had ever crossed.

Hailey laughed off her shock, attempting to hide her blush. She sat up straighter, “Nice try Halstead, but flattery will get you nowhere. The last slice is mine.” It her hurry to get out of the slightly uncomfortable situation, she tripped over his foot, catching herself on the side of the truck right above him.

Jay’s eyes bored into her as she stood hovered over him. Jay reached up and grabbed her face, bringing it down. The lips crashed together, it was fast and intense and all consuming. Hailey let herself fall into his lap, so that she was straddling him. She rested her hands on the nape of his neck, leaning into him. Jay gripped her thighs, pulling her impossibly closer.

A long while later, Hailey pulled away and whispered against his lips, “I’m still getting the last slice.”

Q - Quarantined...almost?

“Are you serious?”

“Positive.”

“Jay, that’s not funny.” Hailey said into the phone, Jay could almost hear her eye roll. “Just to clarify..your test was negative?”

“Yes Hailey.” He chuckled.

Hailey bit her lip, “Be there in ten.”

“I’ll be waiting.” And with that, the call ended.

Hailey practically ran out of her house, it had been a rough week and she was so excited to see her partner. The past month had been full of catching glances and flirty comments, Hailey felt like they were finally going somewhere, but of course, the shoe dropped. Jay was exposed to someone who tested positive for the virus and he was self quarantining until he got his results back, which after three days, was now.

Hailey had already decided that when she got to see him again, she was jumping him. No more excuses, she was making a move, but she never expected it to be so fast. She had prepared herself for him to be positive, and to not see him for at least two weeks. Let’s be real, that reality sucked.

The elevator ride upwas painfully slow and the controlled brisk walk to his door was even slower. By the time she reached his apartment it felt like time had stopped altogether. She knocked on the door and not five second later it swung open. Hailey took a deep breath and before Jay could even say hello, she kissed him. It was fast and urgent and very, very hot (according to Jay).

“Woah.” He said, smiling wide as the two finally came up for air. “What was that for?”

“Celebrating a negative covid test?”

Jay grabbed her hand and pulled her inside, shutting the door and pushing her up against it. “Looks like I need to get covid tested more often.”

R - Rollercoaster

“We drove all the way to Ohio for an amusement park?” Adam asked as the unit (minus Voight of course) stood in front of the gates of King’s Island.

Kim grinned, “Yes we did, this was one of my favorite places growing up and it is my birthday, so indulge me.”

“Yes ma’am.” Adam scoffed, following her and the rest of the team through security.

Hailey fell in step next to Jay as the two walked behind Vanessa and Kevin, who were trying to decipher the map. She had to admit, Hailey loved amusement parks: the thrill, the food, the extremely overpriced ponchos. She couldn’t hide her smile. “Your chipper today.” Jay said, glancing down at her

Hailey shrugged, “What can I say? I love a good roller coaster.”

“Then let’s go find one.”

About fifteen minutes later, the six of them were standing in line for the Beast, one of the most famous wooden coasters in the United States. “Just warning you guys, this thing beats you up worse than a bar fight.” Kim said as they wandered through the endless maze of turnstalls, finally catching up with all the other people in line.

“Good to know,” Kevin said, swallowing hard.

After waiting for almost an hour, they finally found themselves at the front of the line. Kim was practically jumping up and down as they boarded the train. Jay found himself next to Hailey and behind Vanessa and Kevin, who were behind Adam and Kim. “Excited?” Hailey asked.

Jay nodded, “Very.”

“Hey Ruz, what do I do if I don't fit in the seat?” Kevin asked, showing them all how his shoulders were too broad to fit between the indents.

“Kev, man, shut up.” Adam said and they all laughed as the car started to roll forward and around a sharp bend.

Hailey looked over to Jay as they were climbing the first hill, his face went from happy to not so rather quickly. “Jay, you good?”

Jay looked at Hailey with a panicked look in his eye, “You know how I have an irrational fear of needles?” He asked, breathing harder.

“Yeah…”

“Well add rollercoasters, also known as wooden death traps, to the list.” He rushed out, his grip tight on his lap bar.

Hailey stifled a laugh as they neared the top, “Jay, it’s going to be fine.” She said, placing a calm hand over his shaky one.

“We’re going to die Hailey.” He said and Hailey watching her partners’ face fill with fear as they toppled over the first hill. She grabbed his jaw and brought his lips to hers as their stomached bottomed out, they were both so lost in the moment that they completely missed the flash.

After the ride, they all walked down the twistly exit path and to the booth. Hailey was in the middle of a staring match with Jay when Vanessa screamed, “What the hell?” She pointed at the picture of Jay and Hailey locking lips on the screen.

“Finally!” Adam yelled, giving Kevin a high five.

KIm looked around at her friends, who were now berating their teammates. “You gotta love KIngs Island.”

S - Stakeout

“Truth or dare?” Hailey askes, leaning back in her seat.

Jay rolls his eyes, “What are we, 12?”

Hailey grins, “Yes.” Jay scoffs fidgeting in his seat. “Please. It’s been five hours, I need entertainment.” Jay looks at his exasperated partner, who is now pouting. Normally he would say no, but she looks so damn adorable.

“Fine.”

“Awesome,” She says, shifting her body to face him. “Truth or dare?”

“Truth.” He says quickly.

Hailey groans, “Lame.” Jay fakes a hurt expression. “Tell me a secret.”

Jay feigns interest, looking through the camera lens at the building they were keeping an eye on. “I’m afraid of needles.

“No shit.” Hailey deadpans. “Fine, I’ll give you another one...ideal first date?”

Jay laughs, “So we’re running with this whole twelve year old thing?”

“Just answer the question!”

“Bartoli’s,” Jay says, staring straight at her. “Some beer, a good ass pizza and a beautiful girl sitting across from me.”

Hailey stops breathing for a second, because for that second, and only that second, she let herself think that he was talking about her. “Cute.” She jokes.

Jay holds up his hands in surrender, “What can I say? I’m a hopeless romantic.” Hailey rolls her eyes, “Hey, you asked.”

“It’s your turn.”

“Truth or dare?”

“Dare.”

“I dare you to kiss me.” He says, not missing a beat.

Hailey swears her heart jumped out of her chest, “What?”

“I, dare you, to kiss, me.” He says, breaking it down.

“No.”

Jay chuckles nervously, “What do you mean, no?”

“I mean that you have to kiss me.” She smirks confidently and boy does he deliver. Jay wastes no time swooping down and planting one on her. Hailey squeaks, taken by surprise, but recovers quickly. She presses into him, letting her fingers trace his jawline. The two are forced apart by the sound of a car alarm.

Before jumping out of the car Jay winks at her, “I just found a much better way to pass the time.”

T - Truck

Jay pressed his lips to Hailey’s, gently at first, but then with more pressure. He found himself thanking God for her hair being down ( a rare occurrence) so he could tangle his hands in it. Hailey moaned against his mouth, leaning further into him and causing him to tug her over the center console and into his lap.

Hailey straddled him, fitting perfectly in between him and the steering wheel. She settled her hands at the base of his neck, kissing him passionately.

It wasn’t lost on either of them how perfect the moment was and how it was so fitting that their first kiss be in his truck. Their partnership lived in it, they built their incredible friendship in it and now their relationship was starting in it.

It was totally them and it was exactly how it was supposed to be.

U - Undercover

Hailey pulled the skirt of her tight dress down, she didn’t mind going undercover, but she minded anything that left her not wearing pants. Not only that, but she had Jay’s body heat radiating through her. He was standing so close to her that it was distracting. Hailey shifted uncomfortably, she was hot and falling out of her top, and the sexy piece of meat hovering over her was not helping.

Jay felt Hailey’s fidgeting and leaned down. “Hey, you okay?”

Hailey sucked in a breath, “Yeah, all good.” She said, very aware that her partner’s face was just centimeters from her’s. She searched the room, she was on a mission. “Look, there’s Jacobs.” She said, grabbing Jay’s hand and pulling him through the crowded party.

They followed him down a hallway, Jay letting Hailey take the lead. That was, until their suspect looked over his shoulder a few too many times. “I’m sorry.” Jay muttered quietly and before Hailey could even think to respond, she was pushed against the wall and Jay’s lips were on hers.

She melted into immediately, bringing her hands to grip his short hair as his hands ran up and down her figure. Hailey took a deep breath in, reveling in his scent. Jay pushed Hailey further into the wall, slipping his tongue in her mouth as she gasped. They fought for dominance, Jay ultimately winning.

Jay’s hand found her thigh, hitching it over his hip. Things got heated really fast and finally Jay forced himself away from her, “Um, I think he bought it.” Jay said.

Hailey nodded, avoiding his gaze. Both of them were on the verge of laughing. “Definitely.”

V - Very

Jay was sitting next to Hailey on a barstool at Molly’s, taking in the gorgeous view. He couldn’t look away. He was also slightly intoxicated, meaning he was feeling pretty confident.

His relationship with Hailey would have it’s own evolution movie, and he swore something else had changed in the past few weeks. They were flirting, like really flirting and honestly he was done tiptoeing around his feelings for her. Which was a very new feeling, he never liked talking about emotions, especially confessing them.

But right now, looking at her, he wanted to scream them from a rooftop. “Hailey.”

“Hmm?”

“Have I ever told you that I think you are very pretty?” He asked.

Hailey laughed, attempting to hide her blush. “No Jay, you haven’t. But thank you, I think you are very pretty too.”

“No Hailey.” Jay said, reaching out to grab her hand that was resting on the bar. “You are so beautiful. Like out of this world gorgeous and sometimes I look at you and wonder if you are even human, that’s how pretty you are.”

Hailey was speechless, but she was grinning ear to ear, and Jay took that as a good sign. He leaned in, pressing his lips to hers, steadying himself on her thigh. Hailey leaned into him, deepening the kiss, but pulling away before it went too far. They were still around all of their colleagues.

Hailey turned her head and whispered in his ear, “I think now is a good time to tell you that you are a very good kisser.”

W - Wedding

Six years after the fact, Adam and Kim were finally getting married. It was safe to say it was one of the most anticipated events of the decade, especially for the men and women of the 21st district.

Hailey stood in the parlor with Kim helping her eat a granola bar, very careful not to drop anything on their dresses. She looked beautiful, the white gown was very Kim. It was fitted at the top with cap sleeves and no back, and the train was so long that it drug feet behind her on the floor.

The wedding planner walked in a few minutes later to announce that they were ready, Hailey looked to Kim, “You ready?”

Kim nodded confidently, beaming. “Let’s do this thing.”

Jay held the door open for Adam and the officiant to walk down the aisle, knowing he would be next. He didn’t hesitate to say yes when Adam asked him to be a groomsmen, he had been in their corner since the beginning, and he felt honored to stand by Adam’s side.

He turned around to find Hailey standing in front of him, in a gorgeous blush pink dress that matched the rest of the girls. Her hair was curled and pinned back, and for the first time ever, Jay could tell she was wearing makeup (honestly, it was strange to see). She approached him slowly, “You look very handsome.” She said.

Jay blushed (manlike, of course), “You-you look amazing.” He sighed out, watching her cheeks turn the shade of her dress.

“Thank you.” She said and then they were ushered into a line. They entered the sanctuary by pair, Kim’s niece Zoe (who was now 16) going first with one of Adam’s cousins. Then Jay and Hailey went, followed by Kevin and Nicole, Kim’s sister. Once everyone was in place, Canon in D major began to play and the doors swung open revealing Kim and her father.

Jay watched Adam smile and then his gaze drifted to Hailey, who was directly across from him. They locked eyes and she smiled at him, causing his heart to go crazy. After that, his eyes never strayed from her for too long.

After minutes of standing and smiling, Adam was finally allowed to kiss his bride. The cheering started and everyone clapped their hands for the happy couple. Kim and Adam ran back down the aisle and the wedding party followed.

When Jay met Hailey in the middle, Jay made a split second decision. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her flush against him, covering her lips with his. Hailey squeaked in surprise, but let herself melt into him. It was like he read her mind, this was all she could think of during the ceremony, and now she was kissing Jay Halstead.

It would go down as the happiest day of all of their lives.

X - XRay

“Hailey, everything is going to be fine.” Jay said, his hand finding a familiar place on her shoulder. They were sitting in the hospital waiting room, a not so fun place for both of them.

It had been a routine day, until a foot pursuit sent Hailey to the ground. She was only scratched up a bit, which was remarkable considering she was hit by a car. Sure, it was going about five miles per hour, but the sight of her hitting the pavement was enough to send Jay into a frenzy.

They had come in to get checked out, even though Hailey insisted she was fine. And she was, almost. Will examined her and cleared her for any on duty injury, but near the end he noticed that her thyroid was swollen and after further exploration he found there was a tiny lump. Hailey then sheepishly confessed that she had been having some pain and Will excused himself.

It was a hard call to make, the line between playing it safe and overreacting. However, there was doubt about it that Will had to make Hailey face the facts, for her and his brother’s sake.

Returning to the room a few minutes later, Will sat down in front of Hailey and explained what he was seeing. “I hate to say this Hailey, but the lump on your thyroid is alarming. You are past the age of normal diagnosis, but I’ve seen it several times later in life-”

“Diagnosis of what?” Hailey snapped, cutting him off.

Will sighed, “Thyroid cancer.”

So, here the two partners were about two hours later. After explaining the situation there had been a lot of tears and paperwork, and now they were waiting for Hailey’s appointment for an X-Ray and possible MRI.

Hailey was terrified, there was no history of cancer in her family, but she knew enough to know that thyroid cancer was common and deadly. She wasn’t ready to die, she wasn’t ready to stop living her life the way she was. She wasn’t ready to give up on being a wife, or a mom, or even a grandma. She had so much left she wanted to do.

The tears started again and Jay wrapped a protective arm around her shoulders and pulled her lean against him. “I don’t want to die, Jay.”

Jay stiffened, hugging her tighter. “You aren’t going to die.”

“I might.”

“No.” Jay said, turning to face her. “You will beat this, whatever it is. You are too stubborn to go down without a massive fight.” He reached and brushed his thumb across his cheek, “And we will fight whatever this is together.”

His eyes locked with hers, and he leant in, pressing a tender kiss to her lips. Hailey let herself linger there for a moment before pulling away and whispering against his lips. “Together.”

Y - Yes

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes, Jay.” Hailey said, laughing.

“Yes, you will go on a date with me?”

Hailey rolled her eyes, “What else would yes mean?”

Jay shrugged, “I don’t know, you could have meant it sarcastically or maybe it’s opposite day-”

Hailey cut him off by kissing him gently, when she pulled away she grinned at the sight in front of her. Jay’s eyes still closed and his eyebrows furrowed, he was so freaking cute. “How’s that for a yes?”

Jay smirked, “I don’t know, I think we are going to have to try again.”

Hailey was beaming right along with him. “Yes…”

Z - Zzzzzzz

Jay was out like a light on the break room couch, and Hailey smiled to herself as she laid the crappy blanket they kept in the locker room over him. It was just them left and as much as she wanted to leave, she couldn’t bring herself to leave him there alone or wake him up. He looked so peaceful, which was rare.

Hailey’s eyes wandered over his face, he was so attractive. Probably the most beautiful man she had ever met or even seen. And he was so kind, and determined and passionate. Sometimes she wondered how he was even real, or how she got so lucky as to be his partner. “I love you.” She whispered, sighing out. It was nice to say it outloud, even if he was unconscious.

She walked slowly towards him, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead, she took one more glance and then made her way towards the door.

However she didn’t get very far before a hand grabbed her wrist, spinning her around. It was Jay, almost like he was back from the dead and he was grinning like a fool. Hailey felt her heart stop in her chest, he had sacred the shit out of her. “Say it again.”

Jay had woken up when she put the blanket on him, he was a really light sleeper, but he had decided to stay “asleep” so she wouldn’t feel guilty. He was so glad he did.

“What?” Hailey asked, breathing heavy. Her hands began to shake and it felt like his next words were a million miles away.

He looked her dead in the eye, “Say it again.”

“I love you.” She breathed out.

Jay wasted no time closing the gap between them and pushing her against the doorframe. He connected their lips and cupped her face in his hands. Hailey gripped the wall for support, her head was spinning and her knees felt weak. When Jay finally pulled away, they were both smiling even bigger than before. “I love you too.”

…

A/N: Wow! I haven’t posted in so long. I’m so sorry, life is crazy right now and I am just trying to get back in the groove. I am so excited to finally post this, I’ve been working on it for s while. Which were your favorite? Thanks for reading! <3

[msmarvelouswinchester]

Hello Stranger

Summary - You were going through a rough patch in your life. As you were drinking away your problems, you met with a green eyed man who acts a little too nice towards you.

Pairing - Dean x Reader

Warning - Mentions of crappy life, swearing, drinking, angst, fluff-ish, plot twist.

Word Count - 2.1k

Square Filled - One Night Stand ( @spndeanbingo ) - it is just mentioned

A/N - This is written for @impala-1979’s Words for Love challenge. My word was Viraag in Hindi. Viraag - The emotional pain of being separated from a loved one.

The divider is by the amazingly talented @talesmaniac89

This is also my 5000th post on tumblr. Woah! Also I am back to my angsty self *evil laughs*

Rolling your eyes, you check your phone for the thousandth time that evening for any message.

“Bitch,” you grumbled, thinking about how your best friend had ditched you, again. You had waited for almost two hours for your friend to show up before you decided to leave the bar at first but then you decided to stick around for a couple of drinks.

Life has been kicking you in the ass lately. Maybe staying home and binging F.R.I.E.N.D.S for the hundredth time suddenly didn't seem like a bad idea considering the girl who you had thought to be your best friend had left you alone in a bar full of drunk and horny dudes.

Staring at the glass of whiskey in front of you, you sighed aloud grabbing the attention of the man on the stool beside you.

“What's a pretty girl like you doing here all by yourself?” You looked to your right towards the source of the sound and saw a man staring at you with a creepy little smile on his face. You shuddered at the thought of answering the man.

“Not in the mood. Back off,” you grumbled, downing the glass of whiskey in one go. The sleazy person got up from his seat and stalked his way towards you.

“Fuck off,” you growled, as he placed his hand on the small of your back.

“Back off! That's my wife you're talking to,” A deep voice growled from behind the man, taking you by surprise, “Hey honey. Sorry to keep you waiting, I had to work an extra shift.”

You looked up and a freckle faced, flannel clad man staring at you with his beautiful forest green eyes. Your heart started to beat loudly as the man put a hand around your shoulder.

“Whatever dude,” the drunk grumbled and went off in another direction, probably in search of another person who can keep his bed warm for one night.

“What a creep,” you mumbled, the ominous feeling finally leaving you, “thanks for coming to my rescue.”

“No problem,” he said, removing his hands from your shoulder and taking a seat on the stool beside you, “So can I buy you a drink?” The green eyed man smiled.

“I just told that man to fuck off, what makes you think I will let you touch me?” You said, your eyes narrowing at him, “I am not your wife.”

“I don't do relationships and who said anything about touching? You look like-”

“Shit?” You joked.

“I wasn't gonna say that,” he smirked, “maybe tired was the word.”

“Gee thanks. Life's been tough, boss is an asshat, people who I thought to be my friends turned out to be nothing but snakes,” you said, signalling for a refill, “now, look at me rambling about my fucked up life to a stranger.”

“You need someone to talk to and I'm a good listener,” the man had a soft look on his face, “Name's Dean.”

“Y/N,” you smiled.

“See I am not a stranger anymore,” he chuckled.

“What am I? Four? You say your name and you're suddenly not a stranger, huh? Stranger danger, I hope you know that,” he played along.

“You're something else, you know that?” Dean smirked.

“I know. Heard that a lot. So different that no one sticks around,” you said.

“Then they don't know the real you.”

“Why are you wasting your time?” Dean tilted his head at you, confusion evident on his face, “I already told you I'm not in the mood. I just wanna get drunk tonight.”

“You seriously think that I am acting friendly just because I wanna get in your pants?” You kept quiet sending him a clear message that it was exactly what you were thinking. “You need a friend tonight and not a one night stand.”

“Why?”

“Why? I just told you the reason.”

“Dean, there are other girls in this bar who have been ogling you the whole night and giving me the side eye. Why are you wasting your night with me?” You asked.

“Because I know how it feels to hit rock bottom in your life when all you need is someone to talk to,” Dean said. You nodded slowly at the man’s words.

“What about you Dean? How's life goin’ on for you?” You asked.

“Full of crap.” He gave a dry chuckle.

You took a glass of drink and raised it, Dean mimicking your actions. “Cheers to crappy life.”

“Cheers.”

“Sometimes I think what if my life was a little different. More adventurous, more exciting,” you wondered.

“Trust me, sweetheart, this life is what you want,” Dean said, taking a sip of his drink.

You didn't realise how much time you had spent talking to the green-eyed man in front of him. You were slowly succumbing to the charm of the man and there was this nagging voice in your head telling you to get away from him as fast as possible but in your heart, you couldn't believe that Dean would have a single bad bone in his body.

“Tell me about yourself.” You asked, hoping you could find out more about him and stop being paranoid.

“My life's pretty sucky like yours, no offence,” he chuckled.

“None taken.” You giggled.

“There are days where I just wanna give up, like today but then I meet this beautiful girl who effectively makes my day better,” Dean said with a cheeky grin on his face.

“And who might be this beautiful girl?”

“She is sitting right in front of me,” he smirked, making your heart flutter in your chest. Maybe Dean was genuinely a good man.

“I am happy I could make your day better because all I did was ramble about my stupid life,” you smiled.

“You have no idea how lucky I am to see you tonight. Did I help you?”

“You did. Thank you for tonight, Dean.” You said, leaning into kissing him on the cheek.

“You thinkin’ of going back home now?” He asked politely.

“I am, considering my friend will never show up and I don't want to waste anymore of your time. You want to….come with me?” You hesitated, a little unsure about taking him to your home but you were quite surprised when he shook his head.

“I already told you that I don't wanna get into your pants. Just holding up my end of the promise,” he smiled, signalling the bartender to let him know you would be leaving, “You sure you're okay to go home alone?”

“I'll call a cab,” you said.

“I can drop you off, I have my Baby parked outside,” he said, waving his hand towards the exit.

“Baby?” You cocked your head.

“My 67 Chevy Impala, she is my Baby,” Dean beamed, puffing his chest out.

“You have a nice taste in cars, Dean,” you smiled, “but you do know this kind of feels like the start of every roadside horror movie?”

“So I got an upgrade from the creep to a psycho killer machine?” He asked, a cocky grin plastered on his face, making you shrug.

“Just sayin’. Who knows maybe you're David freaking Yaegar,” you teased.

“Why don't you get in my car and find out? Maybe it's my time to slice and dice,” Dean grinned, your eyes widening at the reference.

“You have good taste in movies too,” you said, “but let me tell you if you kill me, I will come back to haunt your ass, Mister.”

“I will gladly have a cute ghost like you haunt me my entire life,” Dean chuckled, and guided you towards the exit.

“Damn, she is one sexy car,” you let out a low whistle and saw Dean smirking at you.

“Time to slice and dice. Get inside the car now,” he chuckled.

After an hour, with proper directions, the black Chevy had come to a halt in front of your house. Dean had previously told you that he was in the town for a couple more days at the “Red Motel” with his brother.

“You sure you don't wanna-”

“Nah. I'm a man of my words, Y/N,” he flashed you a smile.

“Okay. Thank you for tonight,” you said, “You're a good man, Dean. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise, handsome.”

Dean squeezed his eyes shut, a lump forming in his throat as he heard you call him handsome.

“Don't be a stranger if we cross paths again,” You gave him a quick hug before climbing out of the car.

He gave you a small wave as he revved up the engine. You looked as he turned his car and drove out of your place. You smiled as your mind replayed the moments from the evening. You went inside your house, closing the door behind your back.

“What?” Dean grumbled as he saw his brother staring at him, the moment he entered the motel room.

“Where the hell were you? I called you so many times,” Sam frowned at his brother who stumbled into the motel room.

“At the bar.”

“Why are you doing this?” Sam asked, “This is the third time in two weeks that you drove to this town.”

“Forgot the huge vampire nest we hunted?” He said, opening the cap of the beer bottle.

“Was it just about the case? I don't think my memory is failing me but doesn't Y/N live in this same town?” Sam raised his voice, “Did you or did you not go to the bar hoping you would meet her?”

Dean kept quiet.

“You can't do this to yourself Dean. It was your idea - you pushed her away!” It took Dean by surprise as he heard his brother yell at him. It was rare that Sam got this mad, “now you can't just waltz back into her life!”

“Sammy-”

“Don't ‘Sammy’ me, Dean. You-you did this to her, to us. Instead of dealing with the situation, you ran away from it!” Sam shoved his brother.

“I know! I know because I was the one who told Cas to erase her memories - give her a new life! I know it, Sammy. I know it better than anyone because I was the one who almost got her killed!” The green eyed hunter's voice broke at the end.

“You could have talked to her. She would have done anything to help you. It wasn't you.It was the mark.,” Sam said.

“It was still me,” he whispered, “she was the only one who could have talked me out of it but I didn't want that. This life - it's not for her, man. She deserves to have someone who is not ninety percent crap-”

“No. You don't get to say that. She was family. You shouldn't have made that decision for her,” the younger Winchester scoffed, “She would have stayed unlike you running from the problem because she loved you.”

Dean swallowed, “I loved her too. I still do but at least now she is safe….alive. She now has to deal with stupid bosses and asshole friends instead worrying about monsters, thinking about everyday to be your last.”

“Then let her go, man. Y/N’s not yours anymore. Y/N’s not your wife anymore,” Sam said, patting his brother's shoulder, “She was like a sister to me. I miss her. Everyday. I know you do too. But you gotta let her go.” Sam walked out of the room, tears pricking at his eyes.

Nursing the bottle in his hand, Dean stared at the bland wall in front of him. Closing his eyes shut, he remembered the intoxicating smell of yours entrapping him when you had hugged him, the way you were continuously playing with a loose strand of hair while talking to him. Looking down at his right arm, his left hand reached into his jeans pockets.

“I still love you, sweetheart,” he mumbled.

Twirling the wedding band between his fingers, he scoffed, “Till death do us part.”

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[falcor-thee-luck-dragon]

Klaus x Powered Reader

Summary: Reader is part of the umbrella academy but came when they were 12 due to parents needing help for them, ya know controlling powers and whatnot. They can shapeshift into any animal and their senses are heightened n such.

Warnings: bloody, fighting bad guys, bit of Klaus fluff

You know that moment in a movie where they freeze frame and then the character says something like “you’re probably wondering how I ended up in this situation.”

Yeah with Klaus you have those moments more times then you could count. In fact, if you had a dollar for every time Klaus has gotten you into a freeze frame moment. (And you’ve thought about this often.)

You could probably afford a real nice apartment with actual food in its fridge. Instead of living at the Academy with some apples and Klaus’ latest alcoholic beverage.

But alas, here you are in a back alley as Klaus’ bodyguard waiting for some Italian mafia members to come get their money that he owes them. Well that’s what you’re assuming but Klaus insists they’re just some moody tough guys. Okay sure.

You watch Klaus as he paces back and forth in front of you counting his cash for about the 50th time in the past 10 minutes.

Klaus stops abruptly and turns to you with a smile, “You know what I love about you, Y/N, every time I think things could get worse I look at your pretty face and I know you got me.”

Sighing in knowing annoyance you look up at him, “Are you short.”

Klaus snorts, “No actually I’m pretty long.” He says with wink.

You look up to the sky trying not to crack, you couldn’t give him the satisfaction even if it was funny, not the time or place. Especially considering his dumbass is short some cash he definitely owes very soon.

You look over to Klaus again and raise an eyebrow.

“Alright how much?”

He twiddles is fingers while avoiding your curious gaze. “Oh you know...a couple hundred or so.”

“So that’s why I’m here, emotional support my ass”, You say rolling your eyes a bit amused nonetheless.

Klaus may be an idiot but he’s funny and kind and you love him. Also you do enjoy beating up gangsters or whoever these thugs of the hour are.

Folding your arms while giving Klaus a smirk you tell him, “Well your friends better get their asses here cause when they do. I’m gonna knock their teeth in for making us wait in this shit ally. I’ve been suppressing the urge to vomit for 10 minutes.”

He nods in agreement, glad you’re not about to rip him a new one for his latest antics.

“Wait, does it really smell that bad, I mean the dumpster is at the other end of the ally.” He says in confusion.

You put your hands on your hips glancing at the dumpster and then focusing on Klaus.

“I’ve got the whole animal kingdom inside me Klaus, I know you can kinda smell that dumpster from here, but listen. For me it’s 1000x worse and let me tell you it doesn’t smell like a bath and body works around here.”

Klaus laughs scratching the back of his head, “Right, right, sorry.”

Suddenly a sketchy looking black car rolls into the ally, coming to a halt as three angry looking men walk out. Clearly hiding something within their coats, the “leader” it seems steps up and speaks.

“You betta have that 1,000 you owe us right fucking now you little theif, I don’t appreciate you takin’ my mother’s gold necklace, rest her soul.” He growls.

Klaus raises his hands up, “Listen buddy, you stole that from your own mother at her funeral...and let me tell you she’s not to happy about it.” He says looking to his left where you assume this guys dead mother is standing.

The bald guy behind him shakes his head and says, “So fuckin what? We needed that shit for other important purposes raccoon eyes.”

Klaus now lost as to where this situation is about to turn looks over at you clearly needing assistance. While mouthing “help me”.

Walking past him you hold your hands up showing you have nothing to hide, “Now that’s not very nice, a real shit personality, your mother would be very disappointed in how you’ve turned out. Cause let’s be honest it’s not like your looks are doing anything for you either.” You say snickering trying to see how they’ll react.

The first guy smirks reaching into his coat to pull out a nasty looking knife. “See this right here, I’m a good old fashioned man, I don’t believe in guns.”

You raise your eyebrows at him, “Oh well in that case we should all be quite relieved then.”

Looking behind him you notice as his two friends pull their own weapons out, which consists of a hammer and some type of meat hook.

“Klaus couldn’t have picked an easier bunch of idiots to fuck up then these psychos.” You thought.

The bald one begins to move brushing past the first guy looking like he’s seeing red.

“Jesus, man I didn’t mean to offend, I’m just making friendly conversation.” You muse.

Baldy begins to charge holding up his hammer ready to strike. “Come here you bitch, that’s my husband you’re talking to.”

He swings as you side step him, tripping him as he falls directly onto the concrete. Conveniently dropping the hammer in the process. Klaus being the ever troublesomely fantastic sidekick, picks up the hammer and throws it at you.

Gripping the hammer tightly, baldy rises from the ground faster then you’d expected mouth bloody and boiling with rage.

But in a hot second his bearded buddy in crime sprints towards you with his meat hook seemingly out of nowhere.

Klaus yells for you to watch out but you didn’t even need to look, this guys heart beat is louder then a firework and you’re faster then a viper, your senses on overload. As you turn around in record time to grab the guys right arm with the meat hook.

With your left hand tight around this guys beefy one you hold on and push his assault giving him more power. Effectively fulfilling your plan and leading the hook right into baldys chest. Who was fortunately running towards you.

A split second later with the hammer in your right hand you swing it forcefully into the guys shins. Hearing a sweet sickly crunch sound and the wild howls protruding from your assailants throat.

“Sorry I didn’t know you were married.”

“Fuck you!” He screams.

You look up hearing the sting of metal being swung in the wind, to see a knife heading straight for your throat.

With lighting reflexes you grab his wrist, the knife inches from your vulnerable skin.

Klaus gasps in the background terrified and relieved at not getting your throat slit.

You turn your fingernails to sharp cat-like claws that dig dangerously into his flesh, causing hot blood to drip out. The man drops the knife and grimaces in pain.

“I don’t know about you but I don’t think my boyfriend owes you three motherfuckers shit.” You growl, eyes beginning to glow an electric blue while the whites of your eyes shift to black, something that happens when you start to use your power.

“Fuck you, and fuck that thieving piece of junky shit crying in the corner.”

Your mood darkens, “Wrong answer.”

Letting go of his bloody wrist you grip his throat with your left hand lifting him off the ground. He begins to choke and struggles against your tight grasp.

“I know you’ve heard of me from other friends of yours, so listen very closely. If you touch Klaus again or anyone else around here who’s just trying to survive in this city. I won’t be so generous next time. Or maybe I should rip your fucking face off right now.” You squeeze tighter drawing blood.

“Y/N.”  Klaus says softly.

“Let’s go home.” He asks with pleading eyes and you snap back to reality smelling the iron scent of blood on your hands.

Sometimes you can get carried away feeling the rush of the hunt, a taxing side affect of your power, one you’ve always struggled to control.

Letting the man go he slumps to the ground coughing and sucking in straggled breaths.

“ Alright, me..me and the boys...won’t do nothing....you have my...my word....no bullshit nothing....I swear.”

“Good cause your friends are gonna need more then some stitches.”

You quickly leave the ally and start walking down the street towards the Academy.

Breathing heavily, you look up at Klaus who’s at your side as you start to feel a bit embarrassed that he saw you lose it a little.

He holds onto your arms stopping you, “Don’t worry, we’ll have a bath and watch some movies...hey you like that Museum one?”

“The Night at the Museum.” You say smiling still feeling off.

Klaus’ face lights up, “Yeah that one, with the big T-Rex skeleton and President Roosevelt on a horse.”

He links your arms together and you both begin walking again.

“Y/N, I’m not afraid of you, you know. I never have been, I actually find it pretty sexy of you to beat up bad guys for me and keep the neighborhood safe-er. Ben thinks so too, minus the sexy part of course. Only I get to enjoy that.”

You relax more into his side and once again start to feel a bit more at ease with yourself.

“Oh wait a second, here put these sunglasses on, your eyes are still playing mood rings with us. Don’t wanna freak out the civilians” He laughs.

“Thanks, I did wonder why that kid back there looked like he just saw a ghost.”

Klaus winks, “Maybe he did, cough cough..Ben...cough cough.”

“You’re an ass.” You say while rolling your eyes

“Yes indeed my love but remember I deal with the supernatural of all sorts, from ghosts to monsters, nothing phases me.” Klaus states proudly.

You laugh, “ Okay Van Helsing, this monster wants a bath with her hunter then.”

Klaus kisses your cheek, “That can be arranged my dear.”

Smiling up at him you hold him tighter and think to yourself how weird your life is, but you wouldn���t change it for anything.

- okay wow alright, first story ever I hope it’s good or at least some people like it. It was honestly fun to write ngl.

[calypsoff2]

Eight. Part 3

TJ keeps laughing at me and the name of the Whiskey, but I can’t help that this shit is bougie “I’m still stuck on Robb being Muslim? Like he cut that bacon shit out and everything? He really changed? Like really changed” nodding my head, I thought I would stay out for a few more “he called me, and he just said I’m sorry, thinking back on it you are my little cousin, you respected me and looked to me and I played on that, I feel like a dickhead, I took advantage of that. You needed money, I should have just gave it. I believe him. I just think it’s wrong of me to not give when I have it; their home they were losing so I was like I’ll sort it, just a few payments here and there. So anyways, forget my shit. How is shit is going on with you? Mel want you?” TJ shrugged “not even sure bro, either I’m playing games, or she is playing games. I don’t even get it anymore, we have sex. Things are good for that but like what the fuck is happening with being together, I feel like she is basing herself on Robyn. Like why won’t she tell her, she won’t speak to her about shit, you know? But yeah, she is moving slow. I still think you married Robyn quick” stretching my body out “wouldn’t you” I retorted “I wouldn’t, she’s a little psycho. I’m sorry bro, she is too much. She got you bad, like anything she says goes, you know? Even now, that shit is your money too hit because Robyn doesn’t like it we have to stop. Why is it you couldn’t tell her? Because she is unreasonable, you ain’t. When we went VA for Camron birthday that time, you didn’t have to help Seiko, I surely wasn’t but you did. That’s because you’re a good guy, these rich girls aren’t it, and if she is a billionaire soon? Good luck” sighing out “she is a good person, she is just strict, on god she is” I get what TJ is saying but that’s my wife, I love her.

TJ and I will end being drunk by the time we are done “what you going to tell her? She is sly for that, I bet she is going to search more than the accounts now, she is going to be on your ass. You know what women are like, now because you made that mistake she will pick on that, she will want to find out what Black Pyramid is doing for you to do that, don’t you ever think I could just do better?” That is a big question, I blew out air “not exactly, bro. She gives me good sex” he snorted laughing “you always say that shit, Mel is the same. She is wild, I think it’s a Caribbean thing. They really be giving that good good, she is doing everything” my eyes widened “everything?” I repeated “everything, I’m talking about every hole” I laughed “damn, that was quick. I think Mel gives it easy on a real. She falls quick, you know what I mean?” Looking over at him “don’t be talking on Mel like that; but I get it. She came into my DMs but yeah, so we taking bets? Your wife will be gone by the new year?” Holding my hand out, we shook on it “bet” I know she will be “you ever thought of cheating? Because if she wasn’t so busy she would be around, you could cheat and she wouldn’t know” shaking my head “nah, Robyn’ good in the bed. She is too good; I love my twin too much. No matter how much she pisses me off, or how much she just does the most. That’s my twin, I love her. But I am more giving then she is, Robyn would always say no. Cheating is just off the board, cheating means I was unhappy which I am not that, just annoyed” I shrugged, I couldn’t do that ever in my life. I am crazy for her, also my girls. It’s not worth losing my home for some pussy, isn’t worth it at all “imagine if you didn’t meet Rihanna again? Imagine it, on a real. Imagine if you didn’t go and meet her?” I cringed “probably be on sonnumber three” I laughed “Seiko wanted kids and shit was smooth, it was, and I can’t lie but I wasn’t fulfilled. I had to know if twin still knew me but if we bring real, if it wasn’t Robyn then I wouldn’t be rich like this, I think I am becoming accustomed to being her husband, fuck it” I shrugged “this is why she has your balls” I laughed shrugging.

I’m too far now, I’m going to have to leave my car here. I can’t be driving now, but I guess I get to just carry on. I’m on cocktails now which isn’t any better, but I missed my nigga “you met her ex right?” TJ asked, “Which one?” I questioned, he hit my arm and laughed out “Rakim? What else? I don’t know about the rest” letting out an oh “yeah, yeah I did. You know that, shit was wild though, like she be on this vibe where she was so excited about designing his suit. So we went to New York, arrived there together. I wasn’t going to let my wife go there alone now, I didn’t know what I was going to expect but she kept saying we are friends, and I am so exited and whatever the fuck she on. So it’s me and her entourage, you know her team like to be there” rolling my eyes “so we arrived at the joint, I walked in behind Robyn and Rakim was there and I am like this nigga is tiny” I laughed “but he erm came up to Robyn and she did, she hugged him and they genuinely was happy to see each other but the vibe wasn’t off, like when I see Seiko she be on it” I laughed “she always asking if I want her back but with them it was good vibes and I was awkward, I was stood there like this is weird. That is her ex, you know so I just stood there and then he came up to me, he dapped me and said nice meeting you, I am Rakim, and it was all good. But I see the vibe, I see why they vibed together on a real. Rakim said it to me, he goes she is a friend, and I don’t want to lose that, she is a good woman” I shrugged “but you two are friends too? Maybe that is the same for y’all” I chuckled “you think? Robyn is like every woman, what can I say” shaking my head laughing “but I just got to pay the money back, just keep Robyn out of it, I will sort it” I need to just fix it and then move on, Robyn doesn’t need to know.

I had to leave the car at the lounge place, I had to get the SUV to pick us up and now we are back at the house, and I am here trying to get into my house “I think your wife has locked you out for stealing money, housewife. You a housewife” I laughed out knocking on the door again “you mean househusband, the fuck is a wife. I don’t know what that is” the door opened “oh, Monica” let me straighten myself up “you are being so loud, it is late” now I am in trouble, I feel bad “sorry” I breathed out, she is not happy “mommy I got it” hearing Robyn say, she is going to tell me I am a mess. Looking at TJ and he just looked at me as I moved back from the door “well you took your time” she is going to be on my ass “what time is it?” I haven’t noticed “it’s two” turning to Robyn “I’m home” I smiled “I can see that” is she going to let me in or not, I don’t get it “you looking sexy though, baby making time?” Robyn scoffed “just get in, don’t make too much noise. The kids are asleep” looking at TJ “I can go home but I will leave Camron here” nodding my head “you about to be sleeping on the floor” he could be right actually.

I am asking why I bother, I asked him to tell his stupid friend to give the money back and they come back drunk, I can’t fucking win with this man. On top of that I had Camron here, but he fell asleep on the couch, I am just stood here watching because I need to make sure the home is locked up, he is a mess, so I have to make sure “bye” Chris said as he made his way in, he closed the door behind him. I say made his way but stumbled inside, I guess TJ is leaving his seed here “let me lock up” walking by Chris, he texts me to tell me that he is drunk and then he needs an SUV, I wanted to say go away but I rather he be home, I want him to be safe with me “so am I allowed to sleep in bed with you or what?” locking the door, I groaned out “I would like to say no but we have three girls that are so clever. They will assume why, they know and pick up on things” turning around “you looking really sexy” he is a damn lie, I have a damn bonnet on, I am in a robe with no makeup on “whatever, I am going to sleep thank you for waking me” walking up the steps “I am sorry Robyn, I promise you it will be fixed” I am sure a lot of things got fixed in a drunken state, I just feel angered and hurt by him. I am just going to have to deal with TJ, keep it to myself because I rather he has his friend then me telling him something that will hurt him.

I am just so pissed that he came back home drunk, he didn’t need to do that but because I ask him to do something he does this, he ain’t shit and I will remain on this. I feel like for our anniversary we just go back to Jamaica, but I am in that mood to just cancel it but we need that break away from the kids too and together, probably get some more shit out of him “Chris, seriously” he banged the door shut “I know, sshhh. Kids are asleep” he is telling me that “just stay away from me, I am trying to sleep” taking my robe off “trying, can you go to sleep after you let me give you some dick? I have been drinking and I am feeling horny, come on. It’s been a while” staring at him, he is a mess “whatever, just go to sleep. I won’t be giving you no sex, my ass” Chris sniggered “that is what I want, your ass on a platter. Can I just you know, put the tip. Can jerk me off with your feet?” getting into bed “oh my god!” he spat, he is saying oh my god, but he is the one with his dick in his hand. What is wrong with him “you are terrible, just go to sleep. I am not in the mood for sex” the bedroom door slowly opened, Chris placed his hand over his dick and tried to run but he fell on the floor “mommy I can’t sleep” I breathed out, of course she can’t “ok Imani, just go back to your room. Don’t look now” getting out of bed “get off the floor, Imani. Out, don’t look at your dad” making my way over to her “daddy naked mommy” pushing her out of the room “I will sleep with you tonight” he can have the bedroom.

Imani was a better sleeping partner, least I wasn’t harassed for sex “oh my god, mom!?” looking behind me “we have been looking for you all over, we went into your bedroom and everywhere. What happened?” Rylee and Tianna both made her way into the bedroom “just that Imani couldn’t sleep, I am here though. And girls please, I want you to knock when you go to the room, if you don’t hear an answer then don’t go in. When daddy is home don’t walk in, just knock” I have no idea if Chris got into bed, I hope he did “ok but we got worried” these girls “don’t be worried, what was dad doing?” I asked “he was asleep in bed” thank god “ok, well I am coming down” moving up from the bed “can we play on the mobile? Just games please” Chris banned that “you have to ask daddy, he said no, and I he isn’t here to agree on it, so we wait” I am saying that so he can say no to them, I rather he be in the bad books “mom can we get our nails done?” Tianna asked, too many questions “erm, yeah. Actually yeah, we can that is fine. It’s Christmas” I stifled out a yawn “go down” they got me out of the bed now.

I didn’t honestly want Camron here, but he is here, I couldn’t say no when his father dropped him off, but his father is here. Thank heavens, they can leave now. I just told my mother in law to deal with it, just so I don’t have to speak to TJ, I have nothing to say to him “is Chris awake?” closing the fridge door, he would come and ask, “what you think?” making my way over to the counter “seeing as we are going to be civil you need to have some respect at least” I laughed “for who and what? We can be civil but you in my home, I can be as I please nigga” he in my home and telling me about being civil “this is why I honestly understand why Chris says your hard work, I mean, the fuck?” placing my hands on the counter “you and I both know if I told Chris what you was like with me he would have you out, so I do suggest you leave me be, you take your seed and go. I guess you got your disclaimer, I expect the lawyer fees to be back in my account, to the dime” TJ looked at me confused “what lawyer fees?” he said confused “the only reason you got that boy was me, clearly my husband didn’t say that. I want my money back, including that stupid saving shit” TJ sniggered “aight, whatever Fenty. Your attitude will make you lose Chris, they all say you deserve better but no, he does, but I am out. I will take a drink for the road” I would like to throw the drink at his head but I am better then that “I can’t wait for your friendship to die, dickhead” TJ laughed “I think you friendships will die first” he winked at me “the lingerie picture on Savage is real cute, nice” he is an asshole, I can’t even deal.

[lilithmemes]

𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐃𝐒  𝐎𝐅  𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐘   :   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.

with  birds  of  prey   having  come  out   ,   i  figured  i’d  make  a  meme  out  of  it.   i  can’t  promise  these  are  spoiler  free   ,   but  luckily   ,   it  won’t  spoil  that  much.   feel  free  to  change  pronouns  if  needed.     please  remember  to  reblog  from  the  source  if  you  aren’t  going  to  send  something  in.

❛   they  say  if  you  wanna  tell  a  story  right  ,  you  gotta  start  at  the  beginning.   ❜

❛   i  was  the  brains  behind  some  of  mr.  j’s  biggest  stunts.   ❜

❛   it  was  time  for   (  city  here  )   to  meet  the  new   (  character  name  )   ,   so  i  really  put  myself  out  there.   ❜

❛   it’s  not  a  party  without  a  little  drama  ,  am  i  right  ?   ❜

❛   i  hadn’t  told  people  about  the  breakup  ,  but  you  have  to  understand  ,  being   ____ ‘s  girlfriend  /  boyfriend  gave  me  new  meaning.   ❜

❛   i  could  do  whatever  i  wanted  to  whoever  i  wanted.   ❜

❛   i  needed  to  find  a  way  to  show  the  world  that  i  cut  ties  for  good.   ❜

❛   lucky  for  me   ,   i  have  all  my  best  ideas  drunk.   ❜

❛   it  was  the  closure  i  needed.   ❜

❛   i  wanted  a  fresh  start.   the  chance  to  be  my  own  woman. . .   ❜

❛   do  you  know  who  i  am  ?   ❜

❛   she  just  updated  her  relationship  status.   sheis  about  to  find  out  that  a  lot  of  people  want  her  dead.   ❜

❛   is  that  a  snot  bubble  ?   eww  ,  gross.   ❜

❛   i  was  halfway  across town  ,  hungover  and  thinking  about  breakfast.   ❜

❛   turns  out  ,  i  wronged  a  lot  of  people.   ❜

❛   it  took  losing  something  i  truly  love  to  see  that  the  target  on  my  back  was  bigger  than  i  thought.   ❜

❛   hi  boys  !   meeting’s  over.   ❜

❛   i’m  about  to  own  this  city  ,  not  just  the  east.   ❜

❛   ____  has  been  singing  at  ____’s  club  for  the  last  several  years.   ❜

❛   and  for  the  first  time  in  a  long  time  ,  i’m  all  on  my  own.   it’s  great.   ❜

❛   i  don’t  need  your  help  ,  i  got  this.   ❜

❛   you  got  this  ?   no  wonder  everyone  hates  you.   ❜

❛   all  these  years  i  thought  she  was  just  a  pretty  face  with  a  great  set  of  lungs.   ❜

❛   people  don’t  kill  people  i  own  without  my  permission  !   ❜

❛   this  is  spectacular  news.   if  she  doesn’t  belong  to  him  ,  she  belongs  to  me.   ❜

❛   in  the  storytelling  business  ,  this  dummy  swallowing  that  diamond  is  a  complication.   a  complication  that  i  didn’t  need right  now.   ❜

❛   for  all  your  noise  and  luster  ,  you’re  just  a  surly  little  girl  with  no  one  to  protect  her.   ❜

❛   call  me  old  fashioned  ,  but  i  always  thought  the  guy  was  supposed  to  get  the  girl  a  diamond.   ❜

❛   no  cop  ever  gets  anything  done  until  they’re  suspended.   ❜

❛   this  next  bit  ain’t  very  pretty.   ❜

❛   does  she  always  talk  like  a  cop  out  of  a  bad  80s  movie  ?   ❜

❛   they  call themselves  birds  of  prey.   ❜

❛   i  call  them  dorky  little  do - gooders.   ❜

❛  ��hyenas  really  do  have  nine  lives.   ❜

❛   i  made  the  kid  my  apprentice  ,  call  me  a  softy.   i  dare  ya.   ❜

❛   do  you  know  what  a  harlequin  is  ?   a  harlequin’s  role  is  to  serve.   it’s  nothing  without  a  master.   and  no  one  gives  two  shits  who  we  are  beyond  that.   ❜

❛   none  of  us  are  walking  out  of  here  unless  we  work  together.   ❜

❛   isn’t  this  fun  ?   ❜

❛   it’s  just  like  a  sleepover    —   we  should  order  pizza  ,  make  cosmos  !   ❜

❛   i’m  the  one  they  should  be  scared  off.   ❜

❛   unless  we  all  wanna  die  very  unpleasant  deaths  ,  we’re  gonna  have  to  work  together.   ❜

❛   psychologically  speaking  ,  vengeance  rarely  brings  the  catharsis  we  hope  for.   ❜

❛   is  that  a  hyena  in  a  bathtub  ?   ❜

❛   i  named  him  bruce  after  that  hunky  wayne  guy.   ❜

❛   it’s  time  for  gotham  to  meet  the  birds  of  prey.   ❜

❛   i  don’t  have  rage  issues  !   ❜

❛   hey  !   i  know  that  guy  !   ❜

❛   i’m  about  to  learn  that  a  lot  of  people  want  me  dead.   ❜

❛   i’m  not  shopping  at  this  store.   i’m  robbing  this  store.   ❜

❛   paying  is  for  dummies  !   ❜

❛   fucking  fabulous  ,  if  you  ask  me.   ❜

❛   you  know  what  they  say   —   behind  every  successful  man  is  a  badass broad.   ❜

❛   who’s  having  a  good  time  ?   ❜

❛   i  told  you  she  had  a  killer  voice.   ❜

❛   aren’t  you  glad  you  wore  that  ?   sexy  and  bulletproof  !   ❜

❛   it’s  not  a  fucking  bow  and  arrow.   it’s  a  crossbow.   i’m  not  twelve.   ❜

❛   you  killed  my  sandwich  !   ❜

❛   i  stole  your  ring.   ❜

❛   why  don’t  i  own  the  crossbow  killer  ?   i  like  crossbows  !   ❜

❛   what  a  way  to  start  my  new  life   ——   the  perfect  egg  sandwich.   ❜

❛   oh  !   you’re  that  psycho  chick.   ❜

❛   if  he  gets  the  diamond  ,  he’ll  be  unstopable.   ❜

❛   if  you  want  boys  to  respect  you  ,  show  them  you’re  serious.   shoot  something  ,  blow  it  up  !   ❜

❛   i’m  sorry  ,  kid.   i’m  just  a  terrible  person  i  guess.   ❜

❛   that  is  childhood  trauma  right  there.   ❜

❛   you  made  me  want  to  be  a  less  terrible  person.   ❜

❛   i  underestimated  you  ,  and  i’m  sorry.   ❜

❛   i’m  used  to  it.   ❜

❛   here’s  the  thing  about  new  love  ,  you  have  to  feed  it.  ❜

❛   i  was  never  an  establishment  kind  of  gal.   ❜

❛   if  you  ever  watched  any  cop  show  ever   ,   you  know  this  is  when  shit  gets  real.   ❜

[atiny-exol]

Yandere! Ateez! Reaction finding out that their s/o is a yandere for them

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Warning: this reaction contains yandere behavior, a toxic relationship, maybe some abuse and mature stuff

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Hongjoong

He was stalking you like usual

Taking photos of you how you change and how you shower, how you sleep and how you learn

But he never saw what you did in a strange room with no windows

He tried multiple times to see what you are doing there

One time he was determined to see what happen in this room and he breaks into your house

And as soon as you came out of the room, he walked inside and he sees thousand pictures of himself

Some slef drawn pictures

But there are pictures of him stalking you and his heart would miss a beat

As he tried to leave the room, he saw you standing in the door, slowly closing the door a smile laying on your face

And at this point he falls in love with you a second time

Because you are just as sick and twisted as himself

,,Hongjoong.. Baby. I never thought I would see you so soon here." your angelic voice rings in his ears and he looked at you with a small smile. ,,See. I don't want to scare you with this pictures but.." Slowly and like a predator you walked towards him. ,,I think you understand why I have them right? You know why I have to take all of them.." as soon as the words slipped out you wrapped your arms around his neck. ,,And even if you want to leave now.. You can't.. You are mine" To say that he was smiling and happy is an understatement.

Seonghwa

Hate love relationship with your yandere side

Because he loves how possessive you are and how easily he get you jealous but

At the same time he hates how dominant you are

How you want to make rules

To control him

He is in control and you could never tell him what to do

You often argue because of this

Seonghwa is violent and you will easily submit to him when he starts to threat and hurt you

But that doesn't change the fact that he does things you hate

,,No! Fuck of Seonghwa! I saw how you talked to her." you shouted at him and narrowed your eyes at him. ,,so leave me the fuck-" he harshly pushed you against the wall and walks near to you, his tall body hovering over yours. ,,If you ever try to set rules again. I will gag you and chain you in the basement, I will torture you and if you start to be bratty like that again I will cut off your tongue. Are. We. Fucking. Clear." Seonghwa spoke darkly and emphasized the last words.

Yunho

He would love it

You are loving him just the way he loves you

He would never leave you and you would never leave him

You would never tell him that he is sick or a psycho because of his behavior

You will do everything so he loves you

You submit easily to him, do what he wants and show him the affection he wants

It is paradise for Yunho

,,Y.. You don't want me to go outside Yunho? " you asked innocently and you felt how your face turned red. Does he really care that much about you? He really is the perfect boyfriend for you. He loves you endless and you never have to think about him leaving you. His voice snapped you out your thoughts and you looked up, in his smiling face. ,,Yes baby you could hurt yourself, so please stay inside and I go out for you today. Be a good little girl/boy for me."

San

He would love that more than everything else

Why?

Because he can use that as his advantage

He can tease you, make you jealous and be violent and careless all the way he wants and you still love him endless

You have rules for him and he will easily break them, because San you can't punish him

He is on top

He is more dominant than you and he will easily put you back in your place

If you see him flirting with someone you will kill for him

And he loves it

Loves how you look covered on the blood from someone else

San is a demon who lives to manipulate you

If he really wants to punish you

When you flirt with someone, because you want to make San jealous, he will ignore you

You will crave his attention

You need his attention, his love just as much as he needs you

,,Kitten you look so good in red." your boyfriend told you, while he licked over his lips, his eyes scaning your whole body. Your cheeks turned red because of his comment and you looked at the corps infront of you. If he really compliments you after you killed one of his flirts, he is not only more perfect, but it makes him more attractive. ,,D.. Daddy please, don't do this again.. Even if I love to be covered in blood for you."

Mingi

Submissive yandere

He would do everything for you

Doesn't mind your yandere side at all

You want him to stay home? Okay

You don't want him to meet anyone else? He doesn't do it

You can do whatever you want the only thing he wants in return is that you have to love him

He is your only one and you will never leave him

But since you are so deeply in love with him, it doesn't even bother you

Because you are a yandere, he doesn't have to punish you

And you don't have to punish him

So it's win win for both of you

,,Mingi? What did I say about going out alone? I don't want you to go out.. " You said to your boyfriend with a pout on your face. ,,Ohh? I'm sorry little one! Would you mind to join me then? And don't forget to hold my hand yeah?" Immediately you took his and and kissed his cheek. ,,Of course my big boy."

Yeosang

Like Seonghwa he would hate it

You tried to cut of his social contacts and tried to lock him in

And he hates it

I mean yes you crave his attention, his love and his presence but

You try to control him

And he is in charge

So if you aren't submitting, he will hurt you really bad

He is sadistic, so never and I mean never try to set up rules and tell him what to do

He will leave you alone, lock you in and tell you all the horrible things you don't want to hear

If he is mad he will tell you how sick you are and that he would never love someone like you

But at the same time he love sit that you would do everything to get his attention

He wants you to kill someone? No problem you will do it

Torture someone he hates is on the table too

He use your love as his advantage

Oh and don't worry he would never actually leave you

He loves you more than everything else

,,Y.. Yeosang! Stay with me please I.. I need you!" you yelled at him, at the love of your life, but he didn't even turn around again before he closed the door of the basement. Your hands are tied and tears streamed down your face as you realized that he really left you here alone. ,,Y.. Yeosang please I'm sorry. I won't d.. Do it again! Please come back! "

Wooyoung

He saw how you killed someone he talked earlier to

And he can't help but to think it's hot and so dann sexy

You covered in the blood from someone who flirted with him

He loves it

Loves how you do everything so he is yours

And just yours

And of course you love how he does everything so you are his

And just his

Because both of you understand each other it isn't that complicated for you to do what the other one wants

Both of you don't talk with someone else

Or meet someone else

Both of you don't have to punish each other and the best point is

No one of you will ever leave the other one

,,W.. Wooyoung..p..pleade let me explain it isn't how it looks like..I-",,You really want to say that you didn't kill her because she flirted with me earlier?" His look doesn't show any emotions as he walked towards the corps and your bloody self. ,,Because if you really want to say that I would be truly mad at you." It takes some seconds till you realized what he said and with a confused look on your face, you watched how he stopped his movements in front of you. Suddenly he leaned down and kissed your forehead, a small smile laying on his face now. ,,You look absolutely stunning like that baby."

Jongho

How he found out that you are a yandere?

Easy

He woke up Ina strange basement chained to a chair and a gag on his mouth

His vision was blury but after some time he realized that you sit on a chair across the room

Looking stunning like ever and with a smile laying on your face

Then you got up and walked over to him, telling him everything you ever want to tell him

How much you love him

And how much he has to love you too

to say that he is more than willing to do everything verything you say is an understatement

He is so happy that he can't stop smiling as soon as you take the gag out

Of course he had to tell you how much he loves you too

, You know I love every single small detail about you. I love the way you talk, walk and sing. I love the way you look then you are sad, angry or in pain and I.. - " softly you kissed his cheek and smiled at him, a sadistic glimpse in your eyes. ,,Want to be the reason why you are happy, sad or in pain and.. Because I can't be sure that you're not lying to me as soon as I take off the gag. I have to make sure you will see the consequences of this." With a smooth movement you take a small knive out of your pocket. ,,I'm sorry for that."