#pretty sure im going to be sobbing over this the rest of the day

[mattsturnioloz]

Then I lost you: Pt 5. (last pt.)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4.

Summary: Matt's career as a youtuber takes a toll on his 4 year relationship with his girlfriend, putting it on hold. Will it ever be the same again?

Warnings: angst, unresolved angst, crying, fluff!!

Pairings: Y/n x Matt Sturniolo

A/N: (This is gonna be the last part, it’s gonna be sad but hope you guys will love it 🫶🏼 Also I fell asleep in the middle of writing this so forgive me if it’s not my best😖 I recommend listening to the song while reading 😚)

(Also since this part is really long I recommend just replaying the song over and over until the end of the story :) if you wanna cry☠️)

Matt’s Pov:

I drive back back home, The car silent and the negative thoughts come to my head but I quickly drown them out by playing music.

I get home and open the front door, and I go up the stairs to the living room and see Chris and Nick both laying on the couch watching some netflix show and I lay in between them, putting my head on Nicks shoulder. Somewhat needing to feel my brothers comfort.

“Are you okay?” he speaks up looking at me on his shoulder. I shake my head while staring at the tv and picking at my nails. He puts his arm around my shoulders and rests his head against mine and Chris rubs his hand up and down, on my partly exposed back and they exchange sympathetic glances at eachother.

Nick and Chris fall asleep during the show and I get bored, closely listening to the analog clock that we have above the couch, ticking, and the soft snores of Chris and Nick filling my ears.

I decide to get up and clean up around the house, doing basic chores until later in the day when it’s time to get ready. I shower quickly so that I don’t have time to think about the negatives. I grab the towel and dry myself off before going to my room.I go to my closet. The side where y/n’s clothes used to be is empty and the sight hurts. The hangers just.. hanging.

I knock out of it and I change into a plain light grey, almost white hoodie, and light blue baggy jeans with a pair of white air forces. Something casual but nice.

I’m nervous, like I was before picking her up for our first date, 5 years ago. I know where im taking her already and I can’t wait, but it’s going to bring back memories and i’m not sure that it’s a good thing right now.

I put on my Vivienne Westwood earrings and necklace to match before fixing up my hair. I hook my keys on the belt loop of my jeans and I spray cologne and deodorant before turning off my room light and heading out closing the door behind me.

I would say bye to Nick and Chris but they’re passed out on the couch so I go down to the stairs to the front door, leaving and locking the door after I walk out. I walk over to my car, getting in and I can feel my heart beating out of my chest.

I stop by a flower shop and I grab a bouquet of plumeria flowers, her favorite. The same ones I got her on our first date with all sorts of pretty colors that all go well together. They’re beautiful and vibrant, just like her.

I pay for them before I go back out my car and I get in buckling my seatbelt and I take a deep breath before I start the car and I start driving to Y/n’s house. Y/n’s house.

I break down in sobs, letting my cries out before I get to her place. I feel like I can’t breathe, gripping the wheel so tight, that my palms start to turn white.

I get there and park before putting the mirror down and making sure I look okay. I get out taking a deep breath, taking in the warm Los angeles sunset. I go over to her front door and let my fist hover over the door for a moment, my palms sweaty and I wipe them before I knock.

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Y/n’s Pov:

I’m changing into a nice simple white dress, when I hear a knock on the door. Shit. I hope I look okay. I dust my dress off in the mirror while also checking if my makeup looks alright before grabbing my purse and turning off the lights. I go to the front door and open it to see Matt standing there. He looks so good.

“Hey baby..” He says with a warm smile. He looks nervous, exactly like he did on our first date. It’s radiating off of him and I feel my palms start to sweat. I see tear stains on his cheeks but i’d rather not bring it up and ruin the mood.. Instead I wrap arms around him and hug him.

I can feel my body shaking, I don’t wanna lose him. Why are we even trying? What was the point of splitting up if we were just going to act like a couple? Technically today, we still are one.

We finally let go of what will be one of our last hugs. My heart is still aching to the point where it’s starts to hurt physically. “Youre so beautiful.. you always have been..” He says in the sweetest, most gentle tone. He grabs me the waist pulling me closer, while looking me up and down in awe.

“Thank you baby..” I reply, smiling and I press a kiss to his lips. “You ready to go?” He asks. His tone almost sad. But I nod and smile in response.

This is what I was still holding on to. Moments like these. Moments like last night, and this morning. I love him. So much. I wish he would just tell me that he takes it all back. That he wants to be with me. That he wants to try again.

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Matt’s Pov:

I grab her hand after she locks her door and I lead her to my car, opening the door for her. She kisses me on the way in before smiling at me. Her smile makes my heart flutter. She’s so beautiful. Everything about her is just so beautiful.

I kiss her again before shutting the door and making my way around the car and into the drivers seat. We buckle ourselves in before I start the car. The sun still setting by the minute.

I roll the windows down, the air warm and fresh, and Y/n plays music, singing along with it, and I can’t help but smile and steal a few glances at her. We stop at a red light and I reach in the backseat. She looks at me, confused and I grab the plumeria flowers, handing them to her.

She freezes and she looks up at me almost in shock. She knows. I can tell that she wants to cry but she doesn’t. She flashes me a big smile. “Thank you so much baby, I love them!” She says with the biggest smile before smelling them. “Of course, i’m glad you like them..” I say reaching over and putting my hand on her thigh, caressing it gently before just letting my thumb glide side to side.

I’m devastated that i’m losing all of this. I can’t believe I treated her the way I did. I wish I could take back everything i’ve said to hurt her. Maybe this wouldn’t be happening. If i would’ve just treated her right and gave her the love and attention that she deserves. I let my career get in the way of our relationship. Our love.

“I’m glad we’re doing this.” I say, glancing at her. “Me too, Matt. I’m really glad.” She responds. “I’m sorry.” I say, my voice cracking. Dammit, why do I keep crying. She turns her head too quick to look at me. “I’m sorry for all the things I did and said to push you away. I’m sorry I didn’t treat you better.” I swallow the lump in my throat. She takes my hand that’s still on her thigh and she kisses it.

“It’s okay Matt.. like you said, it’s for the best.. It just wasn’t working for either of us…” I nod and I want to tell her that I take it back, but I can’t. I know I can’t.

“Now let’s talk about something else to get your mind off of it yea?” she says smiling at me. How can she smile? How can she keep her composure when she’s probably more hurt than I am. I’m the one who said it won’t work. But I nod again. We talk about some more random things like our careers and future projects we might have planned and want to do.

We arrive at the restaurant and she looks at me with her jaw dropped while smiling. The same restaurant that I brought her to on our first date. “Ravioli?” She asks with a shriek, her voice crackling when she does. “Ravioli.” I nod chuckling her reaction.

I kiss her hand before unbuckling my seatbelt and I get out, making my way to the passenger side and opening the door for her, grabbing her hand to help her out. “I swear, you’re so beautiful baby.” I say closing the door before wrapping my arms around her waist pulling her closer and I kiss her.

“I could look at you for the rest of my life, and never get tired..”I mumble, against her lips before moving my kisses down to her jaw, then to her neck. She giggles at the feeling, making my heart flutter at the sound of her laugh.

I leave a small subtle hickey before pulling away and kissing her lips one more time and I grab her hand. “Let’s go.” I say, locking the car as I lead her towards the restaurant.

We go inside and I request the same table we had on the first date and thankfully, it was available. We get seated and handed our menus but we don’t bother to look inside because we both know we’re getting ravioli.

“I love that we’re recreating our first date.” She says, reaching across the table to hold my hand. “I thought you might. It feels like our first date all over again.” I smile, planting a gentle kiss against her knuckles.

The waitress comes over and we order, and not long after we get our food. We talk, eat and laugh about old times for hours, and eventually we’re the last people at the restaurant, the night coming to an end.

I pay the bill and we go quiet. Neither of us wanting the night to end. We stand up and I grab her hand leading her out the restaurant and I walk over to the trunk grabbing a blanket. “We’re going to the park too?” She smiles looking back towards the park next to the restaurant and I nod smiling.

“Gotta recreate our first date for our last.” I say placing a kiss on her temple. I lead her towards the park, the only lights being the dim street lights. I lead her to the grass, placing the blanket down and I kneel, helping her down before we both lay, looking up at the stars with her head and hand resting on my chest.

This feels right. The coldness of the night breeze making me feel peace. The mix of the stars and the streetlights, highlighting her features perfectly.

Hours pass. We talk while stargazing and eventually it’s 2 am. “I don’t want this night to end..” She’s says quietly. “Me neither baby..” I say, holding her closer.

Eventually we get up and she start to shiver so I wrap the blanket around her and hold her for a little before we stroll down the park back to my car.

I open the passenger door and let her inside before shutting the door while taking a deep breath and walking over to my side. I get in and it’s quiet. I glance at her and I can see her devastation.

I start the car and start driving towards her house. I put my hand on her thigh again, caressing it, and she grabs my hand intertwining her fingers with mine. The whole ride there silent.

When we arrive, I look over at her and she’s already looking at me with tears rolling down her cheeks at a rapid pace and she breaks down into sobs, her breath pace increasing.

To no surprise I start crying too. I get out of the car running to her side, opening the door and practically yanking her out, into a hug. Her sobs are killing me. “Listen to me Y/n.” I say lifting her head from my chest, cupping her cheeks, and wiping her tears with my thumbs.

“I’ll always be here for you, i’ll always love you so much, you’re the love of my life. No matter what, it’s always gonna be you baby.” I cry softly, pulling her head back to my chest. Her cries die down and all I hear is her occasional sniffling. “I love you, Matt..” she hiccups. “I love you too y/n.. more than life itself. I always will. Always and forever..” I say mumbling into her hair.

She pulls back and kisses me, and we make out slowly and passionately, taking our time, tears mixed in between. I give her one more soft loving kiss but eventually we part and my heart shatters into so many pieces to the point where i’m not sure that there even is one.

We let go of eachother and she makes her way towards her door and when she reaches it she looks back at me one more time. “I love you.” She says, with a teary smile. “I love you more.” I say smiling back, my own tears rolling down my face.

She watches me a little longer before turning around and unlocking her door, disappearing inside after she closes it. I take in the bittersweet moment. The love of my life is officially gone.

I take deep breaths as I walk to my door and I get in, starting the car and immediately driving away, because if I didn’t, I would be banging on her door begging her to stay with me.

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Y/n’s Pov:

I feel my heart break the more that I watch his car fade into the distance through my window and after i can’t see it anymore, I walk over to my couch and plopping on it. The silence too silent, like im drowning in it.

I look at the promise ring on my finger that he gave me long ago when we hit our 2 year anniversary. Taking in the memories that came with it. Remembering every detail of that beautiful night.

I stare at the boxes of my things that are still packed and I look around, taking in the emptiness and loneliness of my new home. 5 years with the love of my life… gone.. and I miss him already.. I miss him so much and all of our memories come flooding back. But then I realize that this was goodbye.

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Matt’s Pov:

As I drive further away from y/n’s house, a part of me is gone and feels like it’s been taken, but I know this was my doing. It’s all my fault. I need somewhere to go. To feel at peace. But then it hits me. The beach.

I drive to the beach, trying to drown out the painful after thoughts of losing y/n and the aching in my chest. My vision becomes blurry when soft tears fill my eyes.

I play music to try and drown out the images. The images of her smiling at me. The sound of her laughter. The sound of her crying. But it’s all too much and it doesn’t help that white ferrari by frank ocean starts playing.

When I get to the beach I park and pause. As if time stopped and I take in the sight, the memories flooding back all at once.

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Flashback:

“Where are you taking me?” Y/n giggles, as my hands are covering her eyes. “Be patient my love, you’ll see..” I say placing a kiss on her temple. I lead her to the spot at the beach and I uncover her eyes.

A whole picnic set up for us with blankets, pillows, her favorite snacks and board games. “Oh my god..” She says looking back at me with her jaw dropped and she jumps into my arms and I catch her, holding her up by her thighs, kissing her face repeatedly.

Her skin is soft and her hair is flowing with the night breeze making her look more beautiful than ever. The city lights reflecting on her face, highlighting her beautiful features.

I put her down giving her a kiss and I pull her down onto the blankets and pillows. “I have one more surprise for you my love..” I say, brushing her hair out of her face and tucking it behind her ear.

“Another one? Baby you didn’t have to-“ She says. “Shush, you deserve it and so much more.” I say cutting her off and pulling out a ring. “It’s a promise ring.”

She smiles and her eyes well up with tears. “Matt that’s so sweet oh my goodness..” She says trying to hold back her tears. I pause and take a deep breath before speaking.

“Y/n I promise to always be here for you, to be the one who cherishes your love. I promise to be faithful and to be the man that you deserve.” I say, sliding the ring on her ring finger. “I promise to be the woman you deserve too baby.. I promise i’ll always love you..” she says hugging me.

After that she lays in my lap, her upper back against my chest and her head against the crook of my neck as I hold her. We watch the stars and stare out into the darkness of the ocean, the city lights reflecting onto the water. The night is perfect and so is she.

I turn her face towards me and I gently kiss her lips. “I love you Y/n..” I say with a smile. “I love you more baby..”

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I walk towards where the sea meets the land and I sit in the very spot from that night, I breathe and take in the night air. The waves crash gently against the shore, a soothing rhythm that once matched the beat of our hearts.

I sat at the edge of the ocean, the place where we made our promises. The night sky seems endless, but it only reminds me of the distance between us now. Every memory we shared flashed before my eyes, each one more vivid than the last. The laughter, the tears, the promises we made.. they all feel so close, yet so far away.

In that moment, I realize that everything we had was slipping through my fingers like sand and I regret everything I said that pushed you away, I just want you back.

The echoes of our last conversation lingered in the air, haunting me with every breath I take. The place we once cherished now feels empty, a different contrast to the warmth you brought into my life.

The sky darkened, identical to the darkness I now feel in my life. The gentle breeze that once brought your laughter now carried only silence.

I sat there, hoping for a miracle, a sign that you might come back. A sign that this wasn't the end. I could only hope that we’d find each other again when the time was right.. but for now, I whispered your name one last time, knowing deep down that this was goodbye, and just like that you were gone.

Then I lost you.

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3,086 words.

A/N: (Ahhh my first series is finally finished!! I’m so devastated, and i’m as we speak. Thank you all for the support and I really hope you guys love this last part :) thank you 🫶🏼)

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[thel0v3hashira143]

❝ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀 𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐄! ❞

⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ yuuji megumi gojo nanami n choso ☆ how jjk men act when they have a crush on you!

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ notes: ahhh the comeback post!! let's just say my old works were...less than coherent. but im here and ready to slay the day after 2-ish years!! take these crumbs while i try and find my footing again. stay hot lovies 🎀🎀

yuuji itadori 🌸

my babyyy (sob sob) yuuji would def try to impress you with his athleticism, bc girls like that stuff right? (gojo told him that...save him)

he frequently challenges you to friendly competitions when sparring to showing off his skills.

he def let's you get quite a few hits on him and he may even let you win from time to time (seeing your smile makes getting knocked on his ass worth it)

he might act a bit bashful, but he's straightforward. he knows he has a crush on you so why would he hide it?

expect nice gestures like him wanting to carry things for you, buying you food, watching all your fav movies, ect.

speaking of which, movie hangouts!!!

every friday usually you, megumi, nobara, and yuuji all get together and watch a movie

buuuttt if he's feeling especially brave he'll invite you to his dorm to watch the newest movie in your favorite series! (yes, he keeps track of when they come out)

he loves that it becomes y'alls thing and he loves it even more when you lay your head on his shoulder and doze off <;33

he also gives hella compliments cause something in my gut says his love language is words of affirmation.

anticipate many "isn't [name] just the coolest?" or "you look great today [name]!"

im telling you he could never run out of nice things to say to you, whether it be about your looks or personality

as soon as he realizes he likes you he takes down those pin up girl posters in his dorm

he also obviously thinks you're more beautiful than jennifer lawrence argue wit ur mama

he is also obviously a personality over looks guy so dont act surprised if you see him looking at you with a lovesick grin if he catches you doing something kind for someone

expect him to confess his feelings sooner rather than later

"yeah, why wouldn't i have a crush on [name]? shes beautiful and badass! but don't tell her, okay?"

megumi fushiguro 🌸

megumi, unlike yuuji is quite reserved, even with his friends

honestly gives no indication that he likes you at all 💀💀 he stares at you pretty intensely at first (to admire your beauty) but quickly catches on that you think its weird..

once you two get closer though, megumi would frequently express his crush through small gestures

he strikes me as a reader so i can see him recommending his favorite books to you or even lending you some of his.

you two exchange books often and he highlights quotes that remind him of you

i can also see book shop hangouts where you two sit and read together in some small bookshop he found in the city.

(he's just admiring you read)

he's not a huge compliment/affirmation guy but quality time is a big one for him

whether it be on missions, sparring, or out with the rest of the first year's, he enjoys any time he can have with you.

megumi is also very protective but like...subtly

he secretly watches out for you during missions, making sure you're safe without drawing attention to it

he'll insist you two split up but send one of his divine dogs to accompany you to wherever you go.

even when you're out and about in tokyo he always likes to stay close to you. he follows you around (not in a creepy way more like a lost puppy way)

follows you into stores you like even if he has absolutely no interest.

all in all he's just a shy guy who's whipped for you <3

"i enjoy spending time with you. a lot."

teen!satoru gojo 🌸

gojo...you bastard...(affectionate)

erm ngl i can def see him being a bully to you at first...

not like a bully bully but he def teases you a lot and it gets under your skin sometimes. (you hate him)

but in reality hes jus a spoiled litte rich boy in love.

once he realizes his feelings he still pokes fun at you sometimes, but tones it down hard and turns on his charm.

gojo's approach is confident and playful. he teases you, always with a charming grin, creating a dynamic that keeps things lighthearted and enjoyable.

he'll find excuses to spend time with you, whether it's offering to train together

unlike yuuji he doesn't care if he likes you this son of a gun will NOT let you win istg

it's like he's trying to rile you up, saying ridiculously cheesy one liners as he dodges all your attacks.

"thats the best you got? oh [name], we'll never get to be together if i keep beating you!"

one thing he does enjoy doing with you however, are snack runs.

gojo is a big back in disguise with too much money to spend so you already knows most of that goes towards food.

he has a huge sweet tooth so i can see you guys browsing multiple sweets shops in the city. if he sees you even look at something for too long he'll buy 10 of them.

every trip you guys both leave with full bellies and full hearts <3

gojo wants to be around you, and he makes sure it's fun for you both

his confession is likely to be straightforward. ccompanied by his trademark smile and his sparkling blue eyes peeking from his shades.

"you know, i've been thinking... i'm kind of into you. what do you say we make things a bit more interesting?"

teen!kento nanami 🌸

my emo boy ❤️‍🩹

nanami, with his composed demeanor, expresses his feelings (though you were unsure if he even had any) through thoughtful actions.

he remembers every. single. detail. of anything you say to him.

your favorite attist dropped an album today? he already bought you the cd/vinyl. you never got a chance to go to the store to get your favorite snack? he went 2 days ago.

he revels in the fact that he knows so much about yousnd the surprised look on your face gets him every time.

(haibara claims he's seen nanami smile at you multiple times but he vehemently denies it.)

despite his serious appearance, he'll occasionally crack dry jokes when it's just the two of you

look at that man and tell me he doesn't have a dry sense of humor 😭😭

you help him to relax and he feels he can truly be himself around you. when you two are alone its like hes showing a different side to his personality.

like megumi, i can see quality time being a big thing for him since attending jujutsu high leaves him quite busy

hes also not a huge talker so whenever you two do spend time together its probably somewhere intimate like your dorm or the library.

no words, just vibes. which he appreciates since he's around a bunch of yipper yappers all day.

nanami's confession is understated but sincere.

"i appreciate the time we spend together. it's made me realize there's something more i feel..."

choso kamo 🌸

my babyyyy no. 2 (i need him biblically)

let's get one thing straight tho. choso is a curse. in my opinion curses have no idea of love in a healthy, positive way so let's just say bb is confused.

he obviously knows what love is. he loves his brothers but he doesnt wanna kiss them...and cuddle them...

he goes to yuuji for advice (was it a bad idea? perhaps.)

"bro you totally have a crush on [name]!"

"a crush?"

after some further investigation hes pretty much got the gist of it.

one thing he becomes quite fond of doing is giving you small gifts from his missions.

these aren't typic gifts persay, like food, clothing or jewelry but more like knickknacks such as shells or rocks.

these tokens become a way for him to express what words might fail to convey.

i headcannon choso likes nature documentaries and after seeing that penguins mate for life by gifting a rock to their mate he's hooked.

idk but i also feel like he's very touchy.

he always has an eye on you in public and ik he does the thing where he guides u with his hand on the small of your back or he locks pinkies with you UGHHHH

with him being protective, he also subtly keeps an eye on you during missions.

he's not one to voice his concern directly but prefers to ensure your safety from the danger.

choso's confession might catch you off guard, but it's filled with honesty and sincerity.

"i've found myself caring about you more than I expected. it's strange..."

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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ omg i actually really like this...(watch me hate it in a week) but reqs are open!! i have 1 or 2 more pieces planned to get me in the swing of things but take this before then. love y'all!!

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐲 ♡

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[miruac]

dating tenya iida headcanons - part two

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warnings: not proofread, extremely self indulgent, reader has a little bit of anxiety and theyre a lil insecure

a/n: listened to chappell roan while writing this. casual came on again and i imagined iida to it and i got sad so here u guys go

last time we were here it was a couple weeks when you two came back from your date

he got you that gift basket of things you eyed while window shopping, and your heart soard

this man loves to see you happy

as of now, it had been two months since your date, and you guys haven't gone out yet due to midterm exams coming up

but you've been setting for group study sessions with your classmates, in the dorm lounge

everyone's going insane and they're all pretty serious about studying

especially iida, he doesn't glance up at you much or now since his nose is always deep into his notes

he didn't realize but you felt a little distant, and a little scared that his feelings for you went away

you got up from your spot beside him and went back up to your room, to try and get some space

he didn't realize you were gone until his hand swung down and tried to hold yours

after asking around he found out you went up to your room to 'rest up'

he knocked on the door anad called for you, and you opened the door just a tiny crack

he was worried, and asked if he did something wrong

after you told him, he nodded and looked so upset with himself

"thank you for telling me, i'm sorry i made you feel like that. but rest assured, i still harbour deep affection for you. we may be busy now, but i will try my best to keep up with you."

IM SOBBING I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

the next day when you're heading down to your study sesh, he's waiting for you with a smile and blush on his face

his hand hovers over yours. and he's slightly shaking

you grip onto his, and you two are being all gross and cute while engaging in minimal pda(he approves this one time)

guys i dunno why i'm thinking of so many sad headcanons help

when youre sad or upset, he'll hold your hand or hold you in his arms

if youre crying or don't want to talk about it, he'll wait until you're ready

he won't push you, he just wants to mkae sure you know that he's there for you to fall back on

he does the thing where he's looking into your eyes as he caresses your cheek while wiping away your tears with his thumb(IM PHYSICALLY SICK. IM GOING TO BARF I NEED TO BE IN HIS ARMS)

he's so patient with you :(((

ok im done i dont wanna cry anymore

he always tries to cheer you up by telling you a funny story, or by reassurement. it depends on what you need

OK IM DONE IM DONE BACK TO HAPPINESS

now that exams are done, summer break is here!!!

majority of class 1-a went home for break, including you and iida

you two frequently messaged the other, until you came back to the dorms with a couple weeks left of the break

you didnt know but while he was home he bought a couple of souvenirs for you, HE GOT YOU A LITTLE BLUE BEAR WITH GLASSES THAT LOOKED LIKE HIM

as a celebratory 'summer's almost over' event, the class had a little dinner party

varied from bakugous murderous attempt of trying to get everyone to eat sichuan chili hotpot to satos sweet desserts

after the dinner, the class went outside to take a little breather(and to light some sparklers and play around with some fireworks WHICH THEY WERE SUPERVISED BY AIZAWA AND ALL MIGHT)

when everyone went in, you stayed outside for a little longer to look up at the pretty moon and stars

iida saw you from the window, and went outside to try

he was worried you'd get cold

like he had never seen your eyes sparkle like that, the way how all your features reflected upon the moonlight

this boy's heart did FLIPS LIKE CONTINUOUS 360S EVERYWHEREE

his face was so red stop hes so cute

he could not stop staring until you asked him what was up

"can i... kiss you.....?"

"what's with the informal speech all of a sudden?"

"apologies, may i kiss you?"

"yes, yes you may."

IM GONNA CRYYY HES SO CUTE

obvi he hasnt had his first kiss so when you guys did kiss he froze up and his hands literally hovered over you because he didn't know where to put them and if you were okay with it

after like ten seconds you both pulled away and LORD his face was REDDD

he had an awkward smile on his face AGHGHGHGHGHGHG I LOVE AWKWARD NERDSS

after composing himself he ushered you back inside in fear that you'll catch a cold

but when he got back to his dorm that night, he looked at himself in the mirror and smiled so triumphantly

he still felt your lips on his, and maybe he realized he wanted to feel them more often

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2nd a/n: hi guys!!!! part one got a lot of love which made me really happy, its so hard being an iida lover but you guys make it worth it <33 i also got a couple of dishes stuck together when i was washing them earlier and my parents got mad at me so this i decided to work on this to let out my anger AND HEY IT WORKED ok idk what im saying | fun fact i was listening to casual by chappell roan when i was writing the sad n sorta angsty part of this headcanon, because iida would NEVER partake in casual activity(i did a rant about this earlier im done ok goodbye) anyways THAT CONCLUDES MY RANT send me a plunger emoji if you guys got this far(in honor of the fallen dishes)

[naturesapphic]

May I request a reder billie fic.

Billies family doesn't trust R. But one day they secretly see billie taking care of reader who is really tired and sad (homophobic parents)

So they take her in ?

Trust

Billie eilish x fem!reader

Warnings: hurt/comfort, billies family being unsure of reader, homophobic parents, Billie being the sweetest girl in the world

You were impatiently waiting for your girlfriend to pick up the phone as you were sitting on the curb in front of your old house. You were trying to contain your sobs when your girlfriend’s beautiful voice came through the phone. “Hey baby you okay?” She asked.

“My parents k-kicked me o-out!” You sobbed out and Billie sighed sadly. “Don’t worry I’ll be there in five babygirl.” She said and hung up the phone. You tried to contain your tears but they kept flowing like a river. Five minutes later Billie came rolling up in her car and she immediately ran out over to you. “Babygirl what happened?” She asked as she pulled you in her arms.

“M-my parents k-kicked me o-out! T-they know about u-us because I told t-them and they said that t-they d-don’t wanna s-see me e-ever again…” you sobbed out and Billie felt her heart break into pieces at your words. “Baby…im so sorry…come on. We are going to my house.” She stated as she helps you stand up but you gave her a unsure look. “But Billie…your family doesn’t like me…” you said sadly.

“They do…they just…they are scared that you are just using me or will hurt me. Which I know none of those things are true. They will come around I promise.” Your girlfriend reassured you and you nodded your head slowly. Billie opened the passenger door for you and helped you inside before closing it and going in the drivers side. She started her car and drove the both of you to her house. She parked in front of her house and looked over at you, feeling your nerves radiating out of your body.

Your girlfriend put her ring covered hand on your warm thigh and gently squeezed it. “Don’t worry babygirl. I’ll be right here.” She said and leaned over to place a soft kiss on your lips as you smiled against her and pulled away. “Let’s go babygirl. You must be exhausted.” She said as she got out of the car and went to your side and helped you out. She placed her arms around your waist as y’all walked up to the door as Billie unlocked it. Y’all went inside and walked by the kitchen.

Her family gave you small unsure smiles as y’all walked by and went into the living room. She told you to sit and rest while she goes and grabs your things from her car. Of course you weren’t sure of it and asked her if she needed help but she denied and told you to rest. You laid down on the comfy couch while your girlfriend grabs your things and puts it in her room. After a few moments, she was done and went to tell her family what happened. They were very unsure about it and said that they would think about it.

So Billie went back to the living room to see you laid out on the couch but you weren’t sleeping, just simply laying there awake with a sad look all across your face. “Hey pretty girl. You okay?” She softly said as she kneeled down near your face and tucked some hair behind your ear. Your lips trembled as you shook your head no. You started to cry and Billie got up to sit beside you and pulled you into her arms as she shushed you quietly. “Hey hey…everything is gonna be alright princess. I’m right here and I’m not going anywhere I promise.” She reassured you once more.

“Come on princess. Go to sleep. Here you can even climb in my lap and sleep in my arms. I know that’s where you feel most comfortable.” She said and you immediately got into her lap and hid your face in her chest as she holds you close to her. She ran your fingers through your hair as she softly hums her song “I love you.” To you to help you fall asleep. Which worked because before the song was over Billie could hear soft little snores coming out of your mouth. She smiled to herself and saw her family watch from afar and give her two thumbs up which signaled that you could officially stay with them however long you need you. Billie couldn’t wait to tell you when you wake up.

A/n: hey anon I hope you enjoyed this and I hope the rest of y’all enjoy it too! I have many more Billie stories coming out soon and mommy!billie too :) remember to stay hydrated and to rest. I love y’all :)

[mangekyuou]

If you are up to it and haven’t already done it. Could you pretty please write head cannons of the kid, heart, and straw hat pirates as parents. My favorite one is killer.

★ THEM AS PARENTS! headcanons ★

── featuring. sanji. zoro. kid. killer.

── cw. gn!reader. no pronouns used. no mentions of pregnancy. whole cake island and wano spoilers. me rambling again. not proofread.

── notepad. usually my limit is 3 but i added one more bcuz i felt inspired. it’s been awhile since ive written so i feel out of practice and these feel all over the place im so sorry. but i will say, i love you girl dad zoro and killer. i could talk about them forever

★ VINSMOKE SANJI ★

── unlike everyone else, sanji HAS thought about settling down and having kids. he thinks about it at least twenty times a day. every time he looks at you, he’s always thinking about your future together

── so when your twin boy and girl show up in your lives, he couldn’t be happier. he’s never been happier. life is finally coming together the both of you

── he loves your twins with all of his heart, but he would be lying if he said he didn’t want any more children. he’s already dreamed of having a big family that he can share all of his love and care with. and because he already had at least four baby names picked out

── given his own upbringing that he never ever plans to tell your children about, sanji takes his fatherly role very seriously. he does everything in his power to be better than his own father

── never will he allow any of his children to take his surname. he would prefer if they took yours or even adopted a new one altogether

── never will there be any middle child syndrome or favoritism between your kids. he loves each of them equally and does pretty well at spreading out his time with each of them, making all of them feel loved and cared for

── every night he gives everyone a long tearful good night before sending them all their separate ways like he’s never going to see them again….they’re just down the hall

── he is a very emotional father. no matter what your children do, milestone or not, he will sob. first words and steps, sobbing. finally being able to dress themselves, sobbing. nearly setting the kitchen on fire attempting to make him a birthday cake, he sobbed all day and tried to eat the inedible cake despite you telling him NOT to

── he was sick for a few weeks after that. how the cake was both overcooked and undercooked at the same time, neither of you could ever figure it out

── his favorite family activity is cooking together. he loves cooking for each of you, but there’s something about teaching your little ones all of his favorite recipes, or even learning how to make a whole new dish altogether, that warms his heart. plus seeing them all get along and work together as a team brings joyful tears to his eyes

── but he can definitely be the indulgent parent. all his kids have to do is flash him the puppy eyes and a pout and he’s a goner, leaving you to play the authoritative parent and say no

── he is also the affectionate, embarrassing, and petty dad, always smothering the little ones in hugs no matter how old they get

── they could be in their late teens and he’ll still hug them the same as he did when they were small. or he’ll embarrass them in front of their friends by yelling how much he loves them and expects them to say ‘i love you’ back OR he’s not going to let them go anywhere

★ RORONOA ZORO ★

── girl dad

── the thought of being a dad never crossed his mind. he was focused on his goal at hand, becoming the greatest swordsman. he wasn’t exactly sure having a kid would fit in that

── but he was going to have to figure it out because resting in his arms was an infant girl with the most precious cheeks

── you don’t have to worry much about your daughter, even in infancy your daughter adopted your husband’s calm and quiet nature. she even adopted his napping habits

── if he’s asleep out on the deck in the sun, she’s asleep out on the deck, either in his chest or in his lap. and no one dares to wake them, especially not after that time when usopp and sanji were arguing too loud, causing your daughter to stir in her sleep, alerting zoro immediately. in a matter of seconds, he held your baby in one hand and his unsheathed sword in the other

── nap time is a VERY serious thing

── though your daughter’s favorite place to rest is on his back. no matter how awake she may seem, the minute he wraps her in the baby wrap, she’s suddenly very sleepy

── if you’re looking for your daughter and you don’t immediately see her, don’t panic. nine times out of ten, she’s on zoro’s back napping

── she is always present during his training sessions in a little swing franky made and surprised you both with that way he can train and keep an eye on her at the same time. maybe that’s why your little girl ended up showing so much interest in swords as she grew up

── like father, like daughter. your daughter began her road to being a swordsman with zoro as her teacher. he learns from his own past failures, in guiding her to be an even better swordsman than him

── not only giving her the skills she needs to wield a blade, but also skills she will need to grow as a person

── when he is sure he has trained her well enough for them to spar, he will do so without mercy. she may lose a number of times, but to never give up is a skill he instilled in her since the beginning of her training

── and when she finally does best her father, he cannot hide just how proud he is. he’s in all dad mode

★ EUSTASS KID ★

── kid never pictured being in a stable relationship, let alone settling down and having children. he didn’t have much experience with children

── in reality, being a father scared him. it was uncharted waters. he didn’t know the first thing about being a good dad. he knew kids were a lot of work, and he didn’t know if he could handle it

── more importantly, he was worried he was going to let both you and your child down. and he couldn’t live with that

── but here he was now struggling his way through the baby and toddler stages. but through his mistakes and errors, as opposed to getting angry and giving up, like he usually does, he’s gaining patience and trying his best. that’s all anyone could ever ask for

── he becomes a natural over time. no longer needing you to intervene to keep your son from crying up a storm. if it’s taking a little longer than usual to put your son to sleep, and you offer to help, he will decline. his stubbornness and pride won’t allow him to accept your help

── if there’s one thing kid hates more than anything, it’s anyone thinking he can’t take care of his son

── it’s not uncommon to see the captain of the kid pirates to be seen around the victoria punk your son strapped to his chest

── it’s hard to take him seriously when he’s barking out orders to the crew and your excitable little one is reaching up to pinch and pull at his father’s cheeks and nose

── kid claims to not be a dad who cries, but he definitely does cry, oftentimes more than you do

── your son’s first word is definitely a swear word. kid thinks it’s hilarious seeing your son scream fuck

── as your son ages, the more he becomes just like his father. and with age comes the attitude, which does not mesh well with kid’s attitude

── never in a million years would you think you would find kid losing a loud argument to your fussy toddler son about nothing

── and it does not change. it continues to get worse as your son begins to form his own opinions. your son and kid clash even more, leading you to be the mediator between their arguments

── or at points when they stop talking altogether, you have to relay messages to the other because they refuse to be in the same room with each other

── kid wants to start your son off young when it comes to training him, wanting the little one to be hell just like him. if your son expresses interest in learning how to fight, kid is overjoyed but does not plan to take it easy on him just because they’re blood

── if your son has no interest in fighting and wants to lead a peaceful life, kid will be disappointed and it will take some time for it to get out of his system. but he ultimately will support his son’s decisions

── kid has a habit of ruffling your son’s hair or knocking heads as his way of showing affection. that’s just how it has always been since he was born. but the day your son decides to leave the ship to start the new chapter of his life is the first time they share a real hug

★ KILLER ★

── killer is prime girl dad material. king of girl dads, if you will. he’s a natural. well, he becomes a natural after he gets over his fear of holding your daughter

── he has led a complicated life up to this point. it is not something he regrets, but it is something that he worries could affect his family

── these calloused hands have killed, been stained with the blood of dozens, he had lost count. these were not the hands that should hold such a pure soul

── the first time he actually held her was in the middle of the night when she woke up crying in the middle of the night. he pondered on waking you but decided against it seeing you sound asleep. it has been a while since you had gotten a good sleep. you deserved your rest

── he had watched you countless times lull your little one back to sleep. he remembered how you did it, trying his best to keep his shaky hands still, reaching into your little’s crib, gently taking her into his arms

── who knew saying “please don’t cry” in a sweet low voice would be enough to calm her ??

── quite a sight you awoke to, seeing your husband passed out in a chair with your daughter still asleep in his arms

── it became part of his routine, every time she woke up in the middle of the night, he was going to take care of it. when she was old enough to sleep in the bed with the two of you, you better believe she took her place in the middle and kept it well into her late childhood, early teens

── they are attached at the hip. wherever she is, he is and vice versa, no matter the situation

── like the one time the kid called for an emergency meeting and killer could not find you in time so he just took your daughter with him

── everyone was on their best behavior because you had already warned them that if her first word was a swear word you would murder each of them and spread their body parts across the grand line for the sea king to feast upon

── ….they were not going to take the chances

── just your luck, your daughter inherited killer’s luscious hair. no matter what you do to it, no matter how hard you attempt to gel it down, it shoots right back up

── but killer’s got it. he does her hair most days because she prefers it that way they end up matching

── there are two things about killer that he is still very sensitive about. his appearance and his laugh, both things he tries to hide from your daughter. though it is easier to hide his appearance than his laugh

── after everything happened in wano, he was ashamed. he couldn’t bear letting her see him like this. he wanted her to remember him the way he used to look. he wasn’t ready to show her, he wasn’t sure if he’d ever be ready.

── until he was ready, he allows her to place her hands on his mask and put together what she thinks he looks like.

── currently, she envisions him to be a snake monster under his mask

© MANGEKYUOU — do not copy, repost, or translate my works.

[makoodles]

IVE BEEN GIVEN PERMISSION TO HORNYPOST..... sadistic gaz has me in a chokehold sorry and ovulation is NOT helping me because all my brain makes me think of is his sweet smile as he looks down on you clawing at his sheets and pillow because he's bound your hands <3 the man has this insane 6th sense for when you're about to cum so he always pulls his hips back at the very last second while still stimulating himself so his cum spills over your thighs and tummy while you're left achingly empty :((

and he keeps repeating that until the tears lining your eyes actually spill over and he just goes "awww, was it not enough for my baby? don't worry, I'll give you what you want now, you dont have to cry for me" :((( except you very much do because this man is a capital S-A-D-I-S-T

and finally, finally he sees fits to let you cum and you feel your muscles relaxing from the intense comedown...... but he just. keeps. going. pulling orgasm after orgasm from your overstimulated, wrecked body until you're sobbing for a different reason now, thighs clamping around his head and feet kicking over his shoulders as you try to squirm away and up his bed just to get a fucking break :((

you know the aftercare would be absolutely divine though. he wouldn't let you do a single thing for the rest of the day and the entire day after, thoroughly spoiling you by waiting on you hand and foot. fucks you like you're a whore and then pampers you like royalty for putting up with his insane tendencies <3 my man

SMILING DOWN AT YOU AS YOU CLAW AT THE SHEETS IM SCREAMING

gaz and overstimulation hits so different AHHHH and the orgasm denial and edging?! the way that he'd coo at you that you're being so greedy even as he keeps holding the chance to come over your head? AHHHHH i wanna give him everything i swear to god

also yessss gaz is an aftercare kinggggg for sure! will be kissing your neck and shoulders and murmuring about how pretty and perfect you are for hours!!

[st7rnioioss]

i have a kinda specific request? reader comes home from a really bad day at work and is exhausted and tense. she walks into matt’s room where he’s sitting against the headboard on his bed and sits in between his legs. his arms wrapped around her shoulders and just being all cuddly when he asks her about her day. he notices she needs a distraction or stress release so he reaches down to her front from behind her to pleasure her. but can you make it super slow, sensual, and passionate please??? like he really just takes his time with her, rubbing her thighs, kissing her neck and ears and dirty talks/praises her through it :)

౨ৎ⋆ ˚｡⋆ "such a pretty girl"

matt sturniolo x reader

warnings: kissing, swearing, fingering, no p in v, smut?, teasing, praise kink, dirty talk, not proofread!

a/n: hii, THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST. i love love love the idea, i had a lot of fun writing it.

sorry for inactivity, ive been really busy. ALSO, next week im going to Rome for a week due to school related stuff, so im so so sorry if that means veeery few posts next week.

I stumble into me and Matt’s shared apartment. Today had been rough. First, one of my colleagues became sick, so I had to take an extra shift. Then on top of that nothing but rude customers had entered.

I groan as I kick off my shoes, not in the mood for anything but to lay down next to my boyfriend.

“Matt, are you home?” I yelled as I walked to the kitchen for a glass of water. There was silence for a second until I heard shuffling footsteps behind me.

“Yup, I’m right here. Are you alright?” Matt asked, wrapping his arms around me as he placed a gentle kiss on my cheek. I turn around to face him, literally on the verge of tears.

“No..” I whisper, my voice breaking as I basically fall into his embrace. Matt doesn’t say anything, instead he just holds me, caressing the top of my head as well as placing a few soft kisses.

After a second he takes my hand and drags me to our room, closing the door behind us.

“Tell me what’s wrong, please,” he whispered, sitting on the edge of the bed with my standing between his legs.

“It’s just- First, Caroline didn’t show up because she’s sick, so I had to work another shift, and then- then the rest of the day it was only rude customers who came in. I just- It’s..” I mumble between sobs, Matt cutting me off with a pat on his thigh. Without realizing it, he was now sitting against the headboard, his legs spread for me to sit between them.

Slowly, I make my way up to him, his hands reaching out for my waist. Securely he places his arms around my torso, pulling me closer to him.

“Shh, it’s okay. I’m here,” Matt calms me down, letting my fingers softly caress his forearms around my waist. I shuffle a little, relaxing my head against his shoulder.

“It’s just so frustrating when customers don't even say a simple thank you, you know? Like- I.. I-” I try to finish my sentence, but Matt starts leaving small pecks behind my ear and neck.

To answer, he just hummed against my skin making my thighs clench.

“Fuck..” I whisper, closing my eyes in pleasure. Matt’s hand slowly traced down my chest and stomach, gently lifting my shirt to allow his fingers to reach the button of my jeans.

“Let me help you destress a little. You’re tense..” he mumbles against my skin, making sure to leave red marks that would for sure turn purple later. With an approving nod from me, his fingers smoothly unbutton my jeans, tapping my hips to signal for me to lift them for him to slide them down my legs.

My jeans are left by my ankles, his index finger running over the soft cotton of my panties, leaving it by my clothed entrance.

“Already soaked for me, huh?” Matt whispers into my ear, continuously kissing my neck without batting an eye on my lower half.

“Matt..” I moan quietly as he withdraws his finger, teasingly rubbing the inside of my thighs.

“Shh. Patience, baby. You deserve to be taken care of, right?” Matt murmurs, his hands running along the outside of my thighs, squeezing every now and then.

“I- I guess so..” I mutter, tilting my head to the side to allow Matt to continue his kisses, now with more room to.

“I dunno why the customers were so rude to you. Such a pretty girl like you..” he continued his praise, now running his fingers along the inside of my thighs, going up and down slowly, but sensually.

Impatiently I squirm a little against him, needing direct contact. 

With one hand, he pressed my hip against the bed to stop me from moving too much. 

“Princess, you gotta stay still for me, okay?” Matt mutters, now withdrawing his soft lips from my skin, averting his gaze to my thighs and hips, whispering a quiet ‘so gorgeous’.

I writher a little again, feeling his intense stare on my body whilst his hands caress and massage my legs and thighs. 

I turned my head to the mirror that was hanging on my closet next to the bed, noticing all the marks Matt had left, from behind my ear to the point where my neck joins my collarbone.

“Matt, how on earth do you plan for me to cover those up?” I chuckle, letting my fingers slowly trace the red and purple spots along my neck. 

He looked up at me, our noses almost touching, then proceeding to look down on my throat.

“I don’t think you should,” Matt laughed, adding more small wet spots along my neck, receiving a quiet giggle from me. 

Then finally, after what felt like an eternity, his hands traced lower and lower down my thighs, stopping when he reached the hem of my panties.

“Gonna behave?” Matt whispered, his tone filled with nothing but lust. He got just as much pleasure out of fingering me as I did. 

I nodded frantically at his question, grabbing his forearms for support again.

Gently, he lifted the fabric covering my pussy, dragging it down my thighs, past my knees, to lay on top of my jeans around my ankles.

He carefully added his middle finger to my clit, rubbing it for a second, before slowly tracing down, stopping at my entrance.

While he did all this, I tried my best to suppress any moans that threatened to leave my mouth by biting down on my lower lip, the metallic taste of blood just an instant away.

“Oh fuck..” I whispered as he slowly pushed his finger forward, entering me at a frustrating slow pace. 

I tried my best to hold back the need to take my own hand on top of his to push it further, but before I could decide, his middle finger was knuckles deep inside me.

“Feels good?” he murmured, steadily extracting his finger before pushing it back in. I nod feverishly, a quiet whimper eliciting from my lips. 

“I’m gonna need words, sweetheart.” he said sternly, picking his pace up, silence filling the room besides heavy, ragged breaths and the squelching noise from my wet pussy.

"Y-yeah.. It feels so good-” I moan shakily, shutting my eyes as he adds his index finger. He chuckles a little at my reaction, picking up his pace.

“Good. You deserve it,” he kisses my cheek, curling his fingers languidly, nuzzling his face back in my neck like earlier. 

He keeps going, and as I instinctively clench around his fingers, he adds his other middle finger to rub my clit in slow, lazy circles.

“Holy fuck, Matt!” I moan, much louder this time, my eyes lazily opening. My hands grip on the sheets, knuckles turning white at an instant. 

“You’re so tight around my fingers.. So wet, all f’me..” Matt chuckles humorlessly, continuing his kisses up my jawline and cheek. 

I feel myself approaching my orgasm, clenching around his fingers repeatedly as his pace on my clit speeds up.

“Matt. I’m gonna cum..” I whimper, arching my back as his pace inside me also picks up. I can hardly finish my sentence properly, moaning and whining his name.

“Come on, you can hold it a little longer, can’t you?” he groans, intentionally picking up his pace, just for me to beg and writher even more.

“Ple- please, Matt. ‘Feels too good..” moan after moan leaves my lips, my hips lifting off the mattress. Nothing but a chuckle is heard from Matt, slowing his pace, just a little, to intentionally make my orgasm diminish, before picking it up again, going even faster than before.

“Oh god, I’m gonna cum. I- I can’t hold it..” I whimper, coming around his fingers with a loud moan of his name, taking shaky, ragged pants.

“Shh, just like that. You did so well for me,” Matt smiles as he withdraws his fingers inside me, still lazily circling his fingers on my clit to draw out my orgasm as far as possible.

“Shit… You’re amazing,” I giggle, kissing his cheek as he removes his fingers completely from my entrance.

“Anything for my girl,” he smiles back, giving me a fat kiss on the lips, grabbing my waist again to throw me on the side of him, to lay next to me.

“I’m gonna tell you every time I feel slightly stressed if this is how you handle it,” I smile, running a hand through his hair, making it messy. 

Matt slowly removes my pants from my ankles, dragging my panties back up.

“Wow, okay. You didn’t say that when I made you a cup of tea and watched your favorite movie with you,” he laughs, faking an offended expression and he comes back down to lay beside me.

“Alright, I really enjoyed that as well. I love you so much, Matt,” I kiss his cheek, making his cheeks flush.

He looks up at me with a childish smile, kissing my cheek and forehead multiple times, while mumbling ‘i love you more’ against my skin, over and over.

a/n: alright, i TRIED to make it realllyyy slow and intimate. i hope i succeeded. THANK YOU for the request <333

also, im working on some requests, since i got a LOT!! thank you🤍

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[mylostloversbookmarks]

Do You Want Me Or Do You Not?

Characters - Joel Miller x Reader

Summary - You have been with Joel and Sarah for 4 years and your life is pretty perfect. Your evening plans quickly take a turn for the worse.

Word Count - 2.3K

Warnings/Tags - 18+ only Minors dni. Typical canon language, Angst, I mean all the angst, Joel being an asshole? mentions of arguing, mentions of drinking.

A/N - Set Pre-Outbreak! This is my first fic and I would like to say a massive thank you to the beautiful @pedgeitopascal for beta reading and encouraging me to share this! This was supposed to be a drabble but I got carried away, open to writing more to this! Feedback is appreciated but pls be kind.

Read Chpt 2 Here! ~ Hold On To Me, Cause' Im A Little Unsteady.

Divider credit to @saradika

You slammed the door so hard that you were surprised it didn’t come off its hinges. Your blood was boiling, leaving a thin sheen of sweat over your skin and prickling up your spine to the back of your neck, making you feel nauseous.

"How could he say that?" you ask yourself quietly.

Staring blankly at the front yard, the streetlights hummed and zinged above your head, making you dizzy. The air was hot and sticky, clinging to your exposed skin like ivy on an old house. You moved slowly, your legs feeling as if they were wading through quicksand. Closing your eyes and inhaling the humid evening air, you feel tears pooling in your eyes and threatening to overflow.

"How did this happen?" you thought to yourself over and over again. Sure, it wasn’t uncommon for the two of you to argue, but they were always silly little fights that you blamed on your short temper and his stubbornness. You'd both raised your voices at each other before, and instead of apologising like adults, he'd do or say something that made you laugh, and no matter how hard you tried—and God knows you tried—to hide it with a bitten lip or a turn of the head, He saw right through you. Giving you that "I know you're mad, but you love me" look with a shit-eating grin.

You would roll your eyes and wrap your arms around his waist. Laying your head against his chest as he rested his chin on the top of your head. The small circles you drew on his broad back and the silent kisses he placed on the crown of your head were just unspoken apologies. Not this time. This felt different. This felt final. Like there was no coming back from the venom-laced words he hurled at you.

It was late, around eleven p.m. if you had to guess. You cursed under your breath as you realised you had left your phone on the kitchen counter. Not knowing what to do, you decided to walk around the block and give yourself and him a chance to calm down.

You felt lost, wandering, your face hot from the tears you hadn't noticed were falling freely now. You tried to take another deep, shuddering breath as you wiped the palms of your hands over your face, but all that was coming were silent, wracking sobs, your throat hurting from swallowing around the lump in it. As you walked the empty streets of your suburban neighbourhood, the argument replayed over and over in your head.

Joel had just returned home from work, having promised you and Sarah that he would be home by seven o'clock at the latest. You couldn't lie to yourself, you wished he was home more, but you understood that he needed to finish this job, so you didn't press him on it. He threw his keys into the bowl with a little too much force and sighed heavily.

"Hey, are you going to make dinner?" he muttered under his breath, without even looking at you, staring at the ground as he removed his work boots by the door. "Oh yeah, of course. Shall I just shine your shoes when I'm there, master?" You snarked at him and laughed, not really thinking he was being serious. When you looked up from your laptop, he was staring at you blankly, the question hanging in the air.

"You know I worked a full day too, right? You said you would be home for Seven, so I took Sarah to the mall, picked up her new soccer kit, and then drove her to and picked her up from practice. It got late, so I made something quick for her. I thought we could get takeout when you got back, and you know it wouldn’t hurt for you to cook once in a while, Miller." You laughed, still working away on your laptop, and when no response came, you paid no mind to the back and forth.

"Yeah, and I'm sure there were plenty of better things you would have rather been doing," he muttered under his breath again, clearly intending for it to be loud enough for you to hear in the small living room that joined the kitchen. Your eyes snapped up as you heard the door to the fridge being yanked open with enough force to knock the condiment bottles from their shelf inside the door. Smashing as they met the cold tiles of the kitchen floor.

"God fucking dammit," he cursed. Joel is known for his colourful vocabulary, but this one caught you off guard. What has gotten him so riled up in the five minutes he has been in the house? You stood up and marched into the kitchen, leaving your laptop on the middle seat of the sofa, watching as he stepped over the mess by the fridge and opened the cupboard under the sink for the cleaning supplies. Still not looking at you.

"What is up your ass this evening?" You asked, irritably, as the prospect of a quiet night curled into his chest with Chinese food in hand quickly passed you by. "Nothing, don’t worry about it," he pushed past you, barely brushing your shoulder in his passing. He had yet to look at you. "I get it! You had a shitty day at work, but you don’t need to take it out on me!" You huffed as you walked around the small, worn dining table the three of you usually share your meals.

"Work was fine," he spat. You bent down to help him pick up the glassy mess, but he flinched back from you, bolting to his feet and crossing to the trash can on the other side of the kitchen in two long strides. He threw the jagged shards of glass into the bin with enough force that it rocked from side to side. You have seen Joel angry on plenty of occasions. If things mess up at work. If Tommy needs to be bailed out of jail for the umpteenth time. He has never been this angry, not with you anyway.

"What’s wrong?! And what did you even mean by ‘I'm sure there were plenty of better things you would have rather been doing’ Joel?!" You asked as you deepened your register to mimic his voice and his earlier statement. "Oh, I think you know what I mean," he laughed out with no trace of humour, his voice like ice. There was the beginning of a pit in your stomach, telling you that something was very wrong here. He has never in the four years you have been together, spoken to you like this. Not even remotely close to it.

"Okay, I really don’t understand what is happening here. Is there something you want to get off your chest?! Have I done something to piss you off or something?" You questioned, throwing your arms up in the air, letting them fall to your sides with an audible snap as your hands connected with your jean-covered thighs. You wracked your brain for something, anything, that would explain the way he was acting towards you. You came up blank. He was fine when he left for work this morning, you had to pry his strong arms from around your waist as he trailed tender kisses up your neck, making you wiggle your behind against him. Giggling and telling him if he didn’t leave now, he would be late for work. He left you in bed with a "To be continued" purred into the shell of your ear.

You could feel your temper bubbling under the surface now, threatening to spill over as you take deep, measured breaths, trying your best not to lose it on him. This didn’t make any sense. He was glaring at you from across the room, chest heaving with angered breath. You could see the strain in his arms as he stood ridged, gripping the kitchen counter as if it were the only thing tethering him to the earth. You were worried he would snap it with the way his knuckles turned white as bone under the force.

"I mean, why are you even here, (Y/N)?! With me? With Sarah?!, If I'm such a pain in the ass, why don’t you just go? Go find some other fucking guy to play "house" with! I'm sure they will show you a real good time!" The words rushed out of him like a tsunami, sweeping you and the little happy life you had made with him and his daughter right out to sea. It was as if he slapped you, even though you knew Joel would never slap you, or any woman for that matter, because he was raised right. The words still made you stumble backwards, bumping into one of the dining chairs.

You had to hold onto the chair for support. It felt like your legs would buckle under you. Looking into his eyes, you could tell he regrets saying it; he knew he had hurt you in one of the few ways only he could. You know you're not the most maternal woman around. But you adore Sarah as if she were your own child. Right to your very core. You would do anything for her, and you would protect her like a lioness protects her young. Ferociously. She knows that…they both know that, right?

"Is that what you think of me? That I would rather be somewhere else? With someone else? Why would you say that to me?" You choked out, your voice tight around the lump quickly rising in your throat, your voice barely above a whisper. Joel takes a deep breath and releases it in a slow, saddened sigh, like the world is crushing his shoulders with the weight of the words he has just cut you with. He can’t look at you, he won’t. He just stares at the floor as he runs a hand through the mop of dark hair atop his head, just long enough to start curling at the nape of his neck. You have to leave; you have to get out of this kitchen. You feel like the tension in the room will suffocate you if you don’t.

Now you stand in the rain that has just started to mist heavily from the blackened sky. Closing your eyes and tipping your head back and letting the cold rain calm your heated skin, taking in a deep breath, and enjoying the smell of fresh rain on the concrete almost make you smile. Almost. After walking the four blocks around your quiet, deserted neighbourhood, You find yourself outside a bar, deciding that you would rather drown your sorrows in a cheap amber liquid than return to a house where the man you love won't even look you in the eye.

You check the pocket of your jeans, hoping that you didn’t empty them of your change into the bowl on the console beside the door, which held the house's spare change and keys, when you got home from work…to the house that isn’t yours, not really, but before tonight had felt like your home. You shake the thought away immediately; you are tired and don’t want to get emotional in public. You say a silent prayer of thanks to whatever higher power was looking out for you as you fished the two rumpled twenty-dollar bills from your back pocket. Pushing the door to the bar open, you are welcomed by the chatter of happy patrons enjoying their Friday evening.

Opting for a seat at the sparsely occupied bar, you wait patiently for the bartender to be free to serve you. She approaches you with a friendly smile. "What can I get ya?" she asks in a thick Texan accent. It knocks you for six; his face is immediately in your mind, images flashing before your eyes from your first date, vacations spent with Joel, Sarah, and Tommy. Joel comforting you through your father's death, you beneath him between your cotton bedsheets, to his lack of ability to look at you just hours ago.

"Honey? You alright? Can I get you something?" The bartender asked you again, her brows knitted together in concern. You shake your head, trying to physically get rid of the memories that flood your vision. "Uh, yeah, sorry. Can I get a Jamesons…ah, a double on the rocks, please?" You ask, trying not to meet her worried gaze. "Coming right up," you thank her and prop your elbows on the sticky counter of the bar, ignoring the way the sticky sensation makes your stomach churn. Rubbing the heels of your hands into your eyes hard enough that you start to see purple splotches on the inside of your eyelids. You remove your hands when you hear the clink of ice in a glass being set in front of you.

Thanking the bartender again with a small, polite smile, you hand her a twenty, and ask her to keep the change. She thanks you and kindly leaves you to wallow in your thoughts. There is no doubt about how you feel about him. You love Joel like you have never loved before. It is all-encompassing, sometimes you think the depth of your feelings for him could swallow you whole, and the love you have for his daughter is of equal measure. The question that has been circling your exhausted mind for the last few hours comes front and centre again.

"Why? Why would he say what he did? What could have happened to make him doubt your feelings for him? About your little family?" You take another deep, steadying breath as your emotions threaten to overwhelm you again, rubbing your face in your palm while nursing the burn in your throat and rolling the whisky glass in your other. You feel a presence just behind your right shoulder.

"Is this seat taken, Darlin?" a familiar baritone voice asks quietly.

It’s familiar, but it’s not the voice you were hoping to hear…

[frnkiebby]

It took this guy around 3-4 business days to answer the previous ask...BUT ITS ALRIGHT EVERYONE HAS ROUGH TIMES!!! I'm glad you made it past that week,, it's pretty noticeable when you're busy 😭🫶

SOME GIFS YOU PROBABLY HAVE TO MAKE YOUR DAY BETTER!!!!

hashtag rare occasions where oddvanilla is not being a trouble child

Jesus loves you?? More like Frank Iero DOES!!!

"Jesus says KEEP ON PUMPING!!!"

- @po3tictrag3dy

figured id double the response time and let you stew a little bit :3

getting fucking blessed with frif frafs fuck yes god hes so pretty

and the one with lois i am fucKING SOBBING PLS

this week has definitely been better than last, busy as all fuck but way better for sure. yeah its pretty disconcerting when youre NOT a trouble child im not sure what the fuck to do with that.

jesus loves me??? im pretty sure he is actively ignoring me atp and for good reason, get some rest my guy go ahead and forsake me bc i would too lmfao the lost cause of lost causes over here~🎃

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 45

chapter 68:

1. “Some of those ashes could be Marlene.” bro wtf

2. listing out the names of the people who died in war destroyed me

3. james reacting to his father’s death by flinching away from effie had me broken. i’m destroyed. unwell

4. “The worst part is, when he says what he does next, it's not even a question. "After that, you're leaving."

Sirius' eyes flutter shut, and he croaks, "Yeah, Reggie, I'm leaving again."”

SCREAMING CRYING SOBBING IM UNWELL I WILL NEVER BE OKAY AGAIN!!! I WILL NEVER BE FINE AGAIN

5. “”Sirius, I love you more than anything. You're the first person in this world I ever loved at all. Not Mother, not Father, not James; it was you.”” STILL SCREAMING STILL CRYING STILL SOBBING STILL UNWELL

6. okay just all of the stuff with the black brothers has me in tears. their bond is unbreakable and my heart is in fact very breakable. i’m shattered over them

7. dorcas hasn’t left that spot in over twenty four hours and boy am i worried for her. she needs water. she needs to go pee, i’m sure. she needs to eat something and to rest

8. “Just not afraid to die, then?

No, I'm rather used to it, actually.”

STILL SCREAMING OVER MARLENE!!! STILL SOBBING ACTUALLY

9. “"You. Even you," Dorcas declares harshly, glaring at her. "I'd rather it be you. Instead of her, I'd rather you be dead."”

WOAH! hold up!!! i love marlene as much as the next gal, but nobody goes after my girl lily. she fought and fought and fought as well. she deserved to make it to this side of war too! she tried to keep marlene alive too. hold your horses dorcas.

10. 😧 did you just shoot my lily??? MY LILY??? holy fucking shit. she’s insane.

11. “Some of that blood must have been Marlene's. Dorcas wishes she had bathed in it; Dorcas wants to turn back time and drown in it.” 😟 i’m worried

12. “Never, through any of this, did [James] imagine losing his dad.” kill me. it would be more merciful than making me live after reading that

13. “Monty loved Sirius like a father did; Sirius is allowed to mourn him as a son would.” calling my freind again while sobbing brb

14. god I don’t know how to explain it, but every time pandora is mentioned and she’s alive i let out a huge sigh of relief

15. AROACE PANDORA SUPREMACY

16. i’m so horridly upset that lily lost almost everyone. she lost her family, she lost sybil, she lost kingsley, and dorcas tried to shoot her, so i’m pretty sure she lost her too. lily tried to not love anybody because she was scared of losing them, and sure enough, she was right

17. i get upset when everyone talks about going separate ways. i want everyone to live in one big town and live right next door to each other. i’m thinking hogwarts vibes (except better, ya know) or maybe the mansion they all lived in at the start of ahb!

18. as much as it upsets me that sirius is going to be leaving james and effie and regulus, i’m genuinely so happy that sirius is going to stay with remus

19. oh. i see why sirius has to leave. it’s best for everyone to heal a little before sirius sees his james and regulus again. because otherwise they won’t be able to heal

20. i love wolfstar, and this is so emotional but like, “Just—for right now, what I need is to be with you. I want—that's what I want.” all that does is remind me of high school musical with the “ALL I WANNA DOOOO IS BEE WITH YOU! ONLY YOU! NO MATTER WHERE LIFE TAKES US, NOTHING CAN BREAK US APAAAART, YOU KNOW ITS TRUE, I JUST WANNA BE WITH YOUUUU”

21. ““I wish I did love him that way," Regulus confesses, "because it would have been easier than this. It would have been easier to define how losing him feels, but it's not. James, it's not."”

god, i ache for him. like so badly. i so badly want him to have barty back. more than any other character. (sorry to marlene and monty and sybil and literally everyone else who died)

22. “It's still been three days since the end of the war, and Regulus wonders when they'll stop measuring the passage of time that way.” 😟

23. “Doomed to be a great, big tragedy.” *eye twitch* i’m fine. *even bigger eye twitch*

24. look, i know in the future, everyone will be together again and as happy as they can ever be. but rn, i’m sad

chapter 69:

1. “"I don't care!" Aberforth shouts. "I don't give a damn about your fucked up love story with our sister's murderer, Albus! The fact that you even came to love him to begin with sickens me, let alone that you continued to after he killed Ariana, and still do to this day!"” hell yeah put him in his place

2. “The dead sister card is a little underhanded, admittedly, but Aberforth knows a thing or two about manipulation tactics. He'd have to. Albus is his older brother, after all.” LMAOOOOOO

3. lily mentioning children and sirius and remus just locking eyes and panicking was so fucking funny. bro i’m wheezing

4. BRO AND THEN REGULUS BEING LIKE “you’ve??? never thought about kids??????? wtf??? me and james are having four you little loser??????”

5. dorcas just marching in has me so fucking scared ngl

6. oh god, dorcas became the president coin in this. she wants to make a new hunger games. oh god. oh no

7. as horrifying as it was to see sirius’ train of thought, him being the first one to say no is so fucking satisfying oh my god

8. good for remus fucking standing up for lily. everyone is blaming lily, and finally remus speaks up that the blame cannot rest on lily alone

9. 😧😧 not albus suggesting the jegulus wedding to help with the aftermath. bro he’s fucking insane. it’s so hallow-like of him to suggest that oh my god

10. oh my god dorcas has gone insane, is she about to tell everyone how albus was in love with grindlewald. that’s fucking insane oh my god i can’t wait

11. oh my god it’s even better. it’s that he came up with the rule for the quarterly quell. oh my god this is gonna be great

12. 😧 holy shit. sirius just killed albus. imma be so real, i expected one person to not leave that table, and i thought it would be dorcas, not albus. i thought she would be killed

13. minerva asking lily to be a medic and help save albus, and lily just not will forever be iconic to me

14. as a punishment they banned sirius from the hallow 😭😭😭 babes they knew they had to come up with some punishment as like a way to show actions have consequences, but they chose one that sirius would love 😭😭 that’s so funny to me bro

15. alberforth finally leaving his home is a very satisfying character arch

16. “this story is, first and foremost, about siblings—primarily sirius and regulus ofc—like that is the whole point of this fic, the core of it over anything else. and that feels right considering the source material, like in thg, it was always about katniss' love for prim and how important that was over peeta or gale or anyone else. and i just. i really adore that, and hope i paid a good homage to that, because i really admire it.”

you did. you did pay homage to that. it was abundantly clear that this was about siblings. and i love you for it. thank you, if you see this

alrighty six more chapters to go! i’m in the home stretch yall

[leclercinvegas]

toto wolff 11 12 26 👀 we love an overprotective king

OVERPROTECTIVE

this is my first writing in a while so im sorry if its bad and its not what you wanted.

11. "i've got you." 12. "i'm worried about you." 26. "i'll keep you safe" (from my prompt list)

You and Toto have been dating for a few years now and no matter what as soon as race season starts everything just ends up going poorly. Toto is away every weekend at the races and he always invites you to come along. But you never do, you don't want to feel in the way of everything going on in the garage and paddock. You get along with everyone pretty well but its just not always your crowd of people you want to be around.

One race weekend was especially rough on you. You don't know how but you ended up crying on the floor of yours and Toto's bedroom. You and Toto have very frequent contact throughout the day, but that day you hadn't even texted him once. He tried to get contact with you all day yet no response from you. He called, he texted, he had even tried getting other people to check on you and still nothing worked.

Toto: I'm worried about you y/n.

Please answer.

I'm coming home.

You hadn't even bothered to check your phone as it continued to buzz. You figure it was just Toto trying to call and text you to make sure you're okay. All the sudden you hear the front door open from downstairs. Footsteps are racing up the stairs and the faint sound of heavy breathing. There was a slight panic inside you but you didn't move. The door opens in a swift manner and Toto is there standing looking with soft eyes. "Oh my love, are you alright? You werent responding and I didn't know if you were okay or not." He said in a hushed tone.

"Why are you here? Shouldn't you be preparing for the race now?" in a sudden moment you broke down in tears.

"It's okay love. I've got you. Don't worry I'm here." Toto whispered softly as he came over and sat down wrapping his arms around you. "I'll keep you safe darling."

"Toto you really shouldn't be here. You have a race to win. That should be your priority right now." you told him through soft sobs into his chest. At this point the part of his shirt that you're face is resting on is soak with tears but he doesn't mind.

"You are my number one priority right now."

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im sorry this is so short and like really inaccurate i know this would not happen irl. i tried my best im sorry if its not what you wanted i can try again if you would like. but thats all for the night, hopefully tomorrow ill be able to write more. much love, addison.

[imrllytootiredforthis]

im so sorry for the person i became after soob posted these today......

he looks so cuteee my adorable bunny..... but at the same time...🫣🫣

ugh i just wanna wreck and ruin him w the stickers on

like imagine just dolling him up making him all pretty all for the sake of wrecking him stupid afterwards 🤭🤭i bet he'd enjoy that.. feeling so pretty and pouting like this🫠😩

ima really need to go sleep bc i can't function atp every time soobin posts im💔💔

should i even reply to this?🤨

have you passed your exams yet???🤨

i don't wanna be the reason you are not studying

...

BUT

the scream i scrumpt when i saw those photos-

my dogs were staring at me like i was fucking insane and i probably am-but that is not the point

the point is-i have thoughts-lots of thoughts but the real question is, are you gonna study or think about this?

i'll be nice just this once🙄...BUT YOU GOTTA GO STUDYYY

anyway,

just imagine one day he comes up to you shyly, telling you that he wants you to doll him all up, make him look all pretty

and gladly, of course you'd oblige your sweet lil' bunny? not that you even thought about saying no, but how could anyone with those cute pout and sweet doe eyes-practically irresistible

so you lay him down on the bed, hair splaying out around his head against the clean (for now) sheets and grab all of your things, sitting on his tummy for the perfect position to make him look all pretty

taking your brushes and makeup out and instructing for him to stay still

lightly scolding him as his body squirms beneath you, his mind becoming hazy under your weight and the gentle commands.

but you ignore that, ignore the very obvious bulge he hopes you haven't noticed. ignore the way his breathing gets heavier and the way he wasn't very good at concealing the mewl that escaped when your hand accidentally brushed over his very sensitive nipples

you ignore that all and continue until the very last sticker is placed on his cheeks before sitting up with a big grin and gushing about how adorable he looks

he pouts, cheeks heating up but that only makes you coo more, leaning down to pepper gentle kisses over each sticker, making sure not to mess anything up

and he whines, hands clutching at your hips,

"please, please, please."

you look up to see how glossy his eyes are, how close the tears are to spilling over and smirk

in that moment he truly, truly realizes the extent of your teasing. just how much you actually knew you were affecting him. "please what bunny? what do you want?"

despite how he knows just the amount of amusement you're getting from this, from torturing him like this. he doesn't care anymore

doesn't care as long as it means you'll do something.

"anything! just touch me!" his fingers slip under your shirt, not too high, just resting on the skin of your stomach, running a thumb over the area "just wanna feel good-please, please, bun' jus wants to feel good!"

the last words are nearly a sob as the tears finally spill over, ruining all your hardwork in the most gratifying ways, eye makeup smudging as he tries to wipe up his tears but stopped as your hand grabs his wrist

"just leave it."

the hem of his shirt is lifted tucked under his chin, a soft hand brushing across the expanse of his chest, leaving backing up into nothing

"to-touch me!" he begs as you watch the tears fall down his pretty cheeks, gasping as your thumb begins to circle his sensitive buds

"oh but bunny, i am."

[dilfjjk05]

Just a Nanami Thought....

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Thinking about how Nanami simply loves to please you.

Kento Nanami. The man of literally everyone's dreams. He's your man. He's walking perfection. Gentle, Loving, Kind, Always putting others before him, Loyal, Respectful and the list never ends.

But one thing about this man, he NEVER fails to please you, wether it's in day to day life or in the bedroom. He priorities your pleasure over his. Always.

Speaking of which. After a tiring day, you are sitting on Nanami's lap, going on and on about how annoying work has been lately and how much you hate your co worker.

Of course, Nanami is listing to his favorite girl who's complaining but his hands are down to your waist, softly massaging it, not that you mind of course. As your complaints continue, his hands slowly start moving up to your dress shirt, gently unbuttoning it.

"Nami, why are you up in my boobies while im here complaining" she pouts. how adorable, he thinks.

"keep complaining until you feel better baby, I'm listening to it all, just gonna help you feel better okay my love?" he says with a soft smile on his face.

"but Nami, my birth control is over and I don't have any right now, so we can make love" she says looking a bit sorry, feeling like she ruined the mood. it's not like Nanami doesn't use protection but she is just paranoid, which is natural. Nanami being the best boyfriend he is, makes sure they use condoms as well as birth control. just to be extra safe.

"No worries darling, it's completely fine. If we can't make love right now, how about I please you instead, hm? will you like that my love?"

"but what about you nami?"

"don't worry about me darling, I just want to please my love right now" then he leans in closer and whispers "and maybe you could give me a head as a "thank you" later?"

"mhmpmh! okay" she mumbles, blushing softly.

and that's what it takes, to find yourself whimpering and sobbing of pleasure in his arms. His fingers deep into your cunt, a thumb gently rubbing on your clit. Soft whispers of praises in your ears.

"You're doing amazing my love, relax and enjoy, You're so pretty like this, falling apart in my arms" he whispers before gently nibbling on your ear.

" 'm close nami, please please please"

"let go my love. give it to me" he says looking straight into your eyes. That's all it takes, for you to cum all over his fingers, holding onto his shoulders tightly, eyes closed in pure bliss.

"mhm delicious, like always" he says as he licks his fingers clean and runs his free hand through your hair.

"How about we have a nice relaxing bubble bath together and then I'll get you some of your favorite ice cream? sounds good?"

and all you can do is nod and rest yourself in his arms.

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this is my first time ever writing a smut that I actually post so idk how I feel about this, please let me know what you think about this 🤓🫶🏻

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[wolfytae-exe]

Hii, i hope you're having a great day so far! Can you maybe write about reader being drunk and needy for txt or the other way around please :) (also i really love your works so much💖 and this is my first time sending an ask cuz i'm pretty "new" on this app)

Hi hun! I left you to simmer in my inbox im sorry😭 You probably aren’t as new anymore lol!

I might make this more soft because i’m not comfortable writing an intoxicated person having sex with anyone sober, just doesnt feel right❤️

Yeonjun

The poor guy wouldn’t know what to do with you, begging for him to hold you and very blatantly pulling his hands to cup your ass when he does so. “Y/N you’re drunk.” He would deadpan, mostly reminding himself not to listen to you and give into your neediness because of your intoxicated state. “Want you soooo baddd~” You slur out, hands all over him while he changes you out of your spoiled clothes and puts you under the warm covers. “You need some rest.” He’d tell you, backing away despite your whines to go get you medicine and water. His sweet, shy girlfriend wouldn’t throw herself on him this way, so it’s easy for him to tell when not to act on urges.

Soobin

He wouldn’t catch it at first, the way you felt up and down his arm and chest while he held you in his arms. It’s not til you’re literally humping at his thigh that he has to pull you off and take you home. “Soobin please~” You whine and beg but Soobin has already come to the conclusion that you were going to eat a lot and get a lot of fluids in you until you were sober enough to hold yourself together. “Let’s get you right, then maybe I’ll let you.” He would tell you, convincing you each time to take that swig of water or that bite of pizza he heated up for you. And once you were sober enough to stand properly he would run you a nice bath, make sure his baby is clean before helping you into bed and making sure you’re warm enough to sleep.

Beomgyu

Oh man, poor Beomgyu has to hold you away from his body, you have gotten way too drunk and have made it your sworn duty to get into his pants tonight. ��Lemme just hold your hand gyu” You’d pout as he avoided your advances. “Absolutely not. I love you but no.” He’d deadpan, a form a guilt that rises when you begin to tear up, so drunk you can't help but feel your heart crack at the rejection. “Oh god please don't cry” Beomgyu would try his hardest to stay away in the moment but when your small whimpers turn into sobs, he’s holding you, making sure you can't do anything you’ll regret but also attempting to stop you from sobbing. Beomgyu would have to figure it out himself this time when taking care of you, you were usually buzzed or tipsy, able to dress, shower, and take headache medicine on your own, but this time, Beomgyu had to do it all for you, giving you tiny kisses to make up for the lack of physical attention you begged for while he did so.

Taehyun

When I say Taehyun was not having it with your clinginess, that's an understatement. Your drunk and clingy behavior had him constantly rolling his eyes and pulling you off him, telling you multiple times that you were drunk and that whatever you wanted from him wouldn't happen, that only made you whine and cling more however, “God Y/N, I’m not fucking my drunk girlfriend.” He’d say multiple times, and multiple “I’m not even drunk!” comebacks would come back to him before he was dragging you home and forcing you to stay in bed before you went to sleep. Taehyun loved you, but he had no patience for your drunk personality which would only cause trouble for you and him in his eyes.

Hueningkai

Kai is an angel, letting you cling onto him and whisper sweet nothings into his ear while he rubbed your back. He knew you were drunk, wanted a lot more than your back rubbed but Kai also knew better, he’d give you taught smiles and giggles before taking you home to take care of you, every time you’d whine for him to take care of you in other ways he’d shut you down with the happiest smile, telling you “maybe if you drink some water!” or even “Sober up a bit and we’ll see how you feel about it.” It was always enough to convince you yet the moment you sobered up a bit, all you wanted to do was go to sleep, your headache way too painful. And of course Hueningkai agreed, cuddling you throughout the night and taking care of you the next morning.

[amourtoken]

OKAY SO ever since I finished reading that fic you wrote for Ruby, I've been obsessively thinking about the aftermath of his actions. An insane of amount of pride and possessiveness clouds his mind when he looks over at you knowing what he did to you, and the fact that he was your first and your last. The pet names he uses for you increases day by day, and he's unapologetic about it. You're his, he branded you, he filled you with his cum, he was the one to wipe the tears from your bambi eyes because it was 'too much'. You start to get used to hearing him call you 'his girl' along with plenty of other terms of endearment, and yes, Ruby loves you with everything within him to the point where it honestly shocks him. And because of that he doesn't feel the need to ask you to officially be his girlfriend because...you already are?? how many hints could you possibly need other than him folding you in half on his couch as some random movie plays as background noise. You then start thinking that he was right about that one thing he said, that you'd call him in the middle of the night begging to feel him tease, lick and fuck your 'pretty pussy' once more because after having him, your best friend, as your first time...you couldn't get enough. And you already know that he begins slowly throat training you in order to make sure that you'll be able to fully take him down your tight, wet throat. making sure to coo praises at you and swipe his thumb across your tear stained cheeks. 'so pretty, baby. awe look'achu.' you were once so sexually innocent and now that was no more thanks to your best friend, Ari. But if not him then who? (I GOT CARRIED AWAY IM SO SO SORRY)

GOOD GOD-

best friend possessive ass Ruby is a violent force.

You gave yourself up to him, and in his eyes this is a permanent choice. Once you go down that road you'll never go back and you did in fact go there with him. He thought one taste would be enough but your encounter only made him more needy. You're his lockscreen, he's constantly texting and calling (he was already doing that before but now it's got a bit of a sensual undertone if ya catch my drift) you never leave this boys mind ever and he makes sure you know.

he was absolutely right when he said you'd be calling him up too though.

no toys cut it for you and your fingers never matched the feeling of his, now that he has you hooked you're struggling to mimic anything he put you through and it has you texting him begging for attention and for his company all hours of the day. Of course, he always gives in and promises to come treat his girl right <3

On occasion he'll make you wait a few hours if he's busy with music or whatever errands he's up to but fuck if it isn't worth it. He'll pick you up as soon as he walks through the door, holding you up with his hands on your ass and your legs around his waist while he walks you to your room to toss you onto your bed.

"My baby- been so fuckin' needy for me all day you just couldn't keep it to yourself, huh? Don't worry, I'll make it up to you."

He'd spend HOURS between your legs if you let him or folding you in half with your knees next to your ears pounding you until you're in tears and sobbing his name like a mantra. Some days he's got other moves in mind though. He'll pull you to the edge of the bed with your head leaning off and rub slow circles on your clit while you kiss up and down his cock. He knows you're inexperienced so he won't just jump right into fucking your throat raw but TRUST he'll get there. He'll work up to fitting more and more of his cock down your throat until he can rest his hand on the prominent bulge in your throat as he sinks in deep.

His favorite thing in the world is defiling his sweet little thing :(((

[legodamianwayne]

BATMAN AND ROBIN 2023 #1 (Take 6 (yes))

(im not writing this as i go since ive already read the issue before. ill also be mentioning gotham war since this takes place during it (just a warning for spoilers!))

i just noticed the bat and robin on the cover! so cute

OH........(just noticed this too) that doesn't look good

look at them goofing off n having fun

this is cute but the way bruce acts here and in gotham war is so jarring its kinda funny

bruce in batman #137: can't stand my fake ass family

bruce in b&r: me and my son damian 🤗

bruce is in his "local dilf in the area" era rn

damian having talia's mannerism that bruce noticed is so <3

and here its confirmed that this takes place during gotham war. not sure how to feel about that

STILL INSANE OVER THIS baby first self insert fanfic

damian went from drawing hyper realistic gore vent art to anime eyes in the corner

i think it'd be fun if we see damian write more as the story goes on. like him daydreaming n doodling in class

wonder if theres any meaning with damian putting talia as a hero n bruce as a criminal here...or maybe its just a "totally original character do not steal" thing

you dont say bruce 🙄

"the last few years"?? pretty sure the events shown there all happened not even in 2 years since damian turned 14 around the start of the lazarus tournament

also why are alfred n talia not shown there? alfred's death has huge impact on damian (he literally hallucinated him) n talia was there as much as ra's

i dont like how damian looks here but that white connor should be a crime

"thats enough emotions for tonight father" [slams door]

i wonder why damian is staying with bruce tho (outside of making this book exist) didn't bruce n talia had a custody battle moment™ n damian's like "nah i have my own life (is literally 14)"

HELL YEAH MY BOY CAN COOK

he's quoting alfred ohhh im gonna sob

this is kinda embarrassing for bruce...like ur son is finally living with you again n he's the one up early cooking?? sir u better step up

aw he's making tea the way alfred did

*squints* did bruce get his hand back? thats a pretty normal looking hand to me

did damian's comment on it in batman #137 made bruce think "shit i cant give damian any ideas of getting a robot hand" n he just. magically grow it back

[GLASS SHATTERING SOUND]

gotham...heights? n. not gotham academy? no maps? no damian joining her dnd team?? no detective club finally hanging out with damian??

ik damian got expelled from gotham academy BUT. WHY

okay? whats the point if he's not going to the same school that his friend went to?

interesting how damian fantasize for a normal life in robin 2021 (with him liking the mundanity of shoujo manga) n now that bruce is offering him that he's rejecting it (or maybe he just rly don't like school which is. fair enough)

wellll just cuz we're not getting maps n the detective club doesn't mean damian's other friends arent showing up right? RIGHT? (maya plz come home)

THE ROBIN MOBILEEE it looks so ridiculous i love it

HOLD ON. DOES THIS CAR HAVE NO SEAT BELTS?? BRUCE UR LETTING THIS SLIDE?

ik that thing is rly loud too damian waking up the whole neighborhood here

not rumors abt the batfam fighting getting spread around?? this is so embarrassing omg

am i the only one getting gotham academy flashbacks here? with killer croc n the trio with the fox shark n bird masks

they're very comfortable with calling eachother father n son while in suits huh. ig everyone in gotham knows that batman is a dilf (who's beefing with his adult children) now

not much to say abt the rest: bruce got shot with something n now bats are attacking him

end thoughts: i hope with all the focus on animals here means that we're getting damian's pets back soon n that gotham war wont affect this book much since i rly want to see damian interact with his siblings again. also is it just me or does the day scenes looks very bright? saturated? it kinda hurts for me to read idk. the night scenes r pretty tho

next issue is damian's first day on his new school that is not gotham academy but im still excited for it! (coping)

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