#these are only recent I could go a lot more crazy. my heart hurts

[doggerell]

tearing up over sorry that I wish that I was dead and isnt that what art should do and Im not well and it sounds small but its everything to me and when I was young I didnt know how to love myself or anyone else and I owe it all to being sober. but like whatever I dont even care.

[kyokutsu-sama]

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Sfw Hashiras Fluff Headcanons

Charachters: Gyomei, Sanemi, Rengoku, Uzui, Gyuu x fem!reader

A/n: Hey guys!! It's been a while since I write something here. So, I recently rewacth kimetsu and I'll bring content abt it and soon I'll open my request box and I'll accept requests for kny. I hope you like it ❤️

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Gyomei :

The true gentle giant And the perfect husband material too He is very kind to you and very careful with you like 24/7 He gives a lot of hugs but because he is aware of his size and strength, he tries to do his best not to break any bones in you. His arms are a very safe haven, you feel like no demon could hurt you if he had you there. If you are feeling sad for any reason, he will be by your side to help you to feel better. He will even learn the water breathe because of so much water that will come out of those eyes. He just can't stand to see you suffer or cry Gyomei will always want to keep you close on all missions and if Ubuyashiki doesn't put you two on the same mission... He'll cry a lot. You will have to give this big man a good dose of affection so that he doesn't worry so much about you, but his altruism doesn't allow him to. He also not only likes training with you (and I can tell you that he always goes easy on you because he doesn't want to hurt you in any way) but he also likes to take you to pray with him. He feels good knowing that you are safe and by his side. Get ready to see him come home every week with a different cat, he's a cat lover and can't stand the idea of ​​seeing them abandoned on the street. Gyomei cries every day because he can't see the face of the person he loves most and who has done so much for him. And along with that, he has a habit of passing his big hands over your face to feel through touch the texture of your skin and every detail of your face. Even though he's blind, he can swear that you're the most beautiful person he knows. He's such a bbg with a huge heart❤️

Tengen :

Such a big flashy bitch with three flashy wifes He's crazy and very extroverted and if you're the shy type, be prepared to be taken out of your comfort zone. Now if you are an extrovert like him then you will do "flashy crazy things". Tengen makes no distinction between his wives and always gives the same love to all of them. You are no exception as his fourth wife. He always puts you first and if you are in danger he arrives at the speed of sound and saves you. He will also challenge you countless times to train with him. He likes to see you fight, he thinks you are strong and flashy. Tengen considers himself a "god of festivals" so I don't need to tell you that he will take you to all kinds of festivals so that you can have fun. You guys tend to go out a lot, sometimes just the you two, other times with the other wives or the two of you and the other hashiras, especially with his bestie Rengoku. (I love the dynamic between these two even though I think it should have appeared more in the anime) He is very playful and is always making jokes here and there with you, especially pranks. Be prepared cause he won't give you breaks when it comes to prank you. Jokes aside, he also recognizes when you're not feeling well and will always be there for you to cheer you up because this man don't like sad people and hates crying faces, especially if they are from his wives. He loves each one and wants to see them smiling all the time. He also gives good hugs and strong hugs. It's worth remembering that this man is also a big guy and very cozy too.

Sanemi :

It was a kind of love and hate at first sight At first, he was still a little harsh with you, although he was aware inside that he was taking it easier when training with you, that even his speech seemed softer when you were around, that his eyes didn't seem so wide with anger when you were around. Everything changed and the other hashiras also started to notice it. I bet Mitsuri, Rengoku and Tengen have been spying on him to find out why he changed. I'm sorry but I love this trio so much😭 Sanemi is not the type to show a lot of PDA to be honest but in case some guy messes with you then be prepared to have an arm over your shoulders or around your waist and at the same time watch the guy who messed with you get killed. He has a short fuse as we all know but when he and you are alone and you hold his hand and smile at him, he will blush and don't even dare point it out or he will get really pissed. In fact, you do it just to see him out of his mind. I'm sure he would love it too but he'd rather not admit it. As we also know, Sanemi is not the type to give patient and romantic love but tough love, as it was the only one he learned due to the life he had, but when he comes across you, someone who can show him the soft side of love, he will be willing to learn more from you. If he's having a bad day, he'll be quieter than usual and then you'll have to lay him against your chest and stroke his hair to calm him down. The comfort you provide him makes the hard shell around his heart break and he can open up to you. He just loves the feeling of your fingers running through the white strands of his hair. In his case, he's not the best at giving affection but if he sees your sad eyes for some reason he automatically pulls you onto his lap hugging you. If you cry, he'll want to know who he has to kill for making his beautiful girlfriend cry. He does the best he can just to see your face become happy again. When you find out from Tanjiro that his favorite food is ohagi, you often make it for him to eat and he can't help but being embarrassed about it. Inside, he loves it when you do this for him and even gets annoyed that it tastes better than when he does it but at the same time he doesn't stop wondering how you found out about ohagi being his favorite food. Tanjiro run for your life...

Rengoku :

My man🧡 He's very sweet and caring towards you. You are everything to him. Do you know all that good mood and joy that this man usually radiates? Well, that only increased when you're around him. He introduces you to everyone and everyone is happy for you two. *Bonus* Senjuro, his younger brother, adores you and supports you two a lot. You usually spend a lot of time together but when missions come up in different directions, he always says goodbye to you with big hugs and words of encouragement. I want a hug from him too🥲 He and you usually train in the afternoons and practice both breathing techniques. You also usually visit the mansions of the other Hashiras to talk since he gets along with everyone. I hope you have a deep stomach because he loves taking you out to eat and this man doesn't eat little and will want you to keep up with his pace. Expect to hear this man shout "UMAI!!" with every bite. Rengoku always shares his food if you are hungry and when you are full and can't eat any more, leave it to him, because this man eats without leaving any crumbs (literally). If you're feeling cold, he puts his hashira haori over your shoulders. I hope you have a good voice because this man has hearing problems and so you will have to shout most of the time for him to understand what you're saying. The moment he likes most is when he has you in his arms, sitting on the porch of the house, watching the sunset while he distributes small kisses on your face or temples and runs his fingers through your hair slowly until you fall asleep. He always makes sure his hugs are comfortable enough for you to feel welcomed and protected. (Man I'm crying, I'm so single😭😭) I believe he can be very clingy and even in the summer, he will always want to hug you, even if it increases the heat and you end up with your clothes drenched in sweat. He also likes to make sure he gives you enough kisses before heading out on a mission. He doesn't get embarrassed even with someone around... Even with Tengen in the background like: "MAN JUST GET A ROOM ALREADY!!" He's also the type to bring you gifts when he goes on a mission. You no longer have space to store so much of the things he brings to you. I want a Rengoku for myself, like now fr

Tomioka :

Shinobu will tease this man so much after he gets someone and he will roll his eyes every time she mentions this. It wasn't easy to get close to him at first, he was distant and his eyes were empty and expressionless. But after you showed up, things changed, you insisted on him and you both started going on missions together, going out together, eating together. You even beat him once when you both tried to see who could eat more. It was one of the first times you saw him smile and when you pointed it out, he hid his now flushed face. Tomioka is very loyal and protective of those he loves, you were one of the few people who came close to him and showed him that he is no less than anyone else and recognized his value as an hashira. He doesn't know how to talk openly about his feelings but his eyes are very good at expressing it. In public, he likes to hold your hand and sometimes he give you little squeezes when he's feeling tense or when he's tired from a mission. When alone, things are easier for him. He has more freedom to hug you and he really likes kissing your forehead and lips. I know these two can't stand each other but they have one thing in common: Just like Sanemi likes to hug you when he's having a bad day, Tomioka will also want to be in your arms and feel your affection if the things aren't going well with him. This makes him more relaxed and keeps his head cool. And like Rengoku, he also likes to give you small gifts when he returns from a mission. Tomioka's eyes don't leave you for a minute when you're around, whether at home or on a mission and especially on a mission. He has already lost a lot of people dear to him and he couldn't bear to lose you, which is why he always likes to keep his focus on you to avoid greater harm. However, if you look at him when his eyes are following you, he will look away immediately and there's no point in pointing this out to him because he won't admit it. I believe he has an overprotective side just for you, especially when someone with bad intentions passes on the same street as you two. He'll automatically put an arm around your waist which makes you look at him intrigued. You will initially think that he's jealous or something but the true is that he's just trying to protect you and make others realize that you are not alone and he always wants to show it without causing too much fuss. He is a quiet individual and likes to take it that way. Such a man of manners fr I love him ❤️

[haruhar-u]

“A rose upon you”

Rook x g/n reader, fluff

A/N: damn this is finished earlier than I thought it’s be finished. I did struggle to write his dialogue so I apologize if it’s ooc

edited but not beta read

The first day, it was a red rose that smells vaguely of apples. Then it was a box of your favourite chocolates. The rose had a velvety garnet bow with gold trim around the edges. In gold embroidery was the initial "R.H." Seriously, who is this admirer of yours? You sat on the couch in Ramshackle’s lounge, holding the two items in your hands. Oh, Ace was there too. Your flaming tuna cat and Deuce were out buying snacks at Sam’s. 

"Oooh,” Ace cooed at you in a teasing manner, almost like when in elementary school a boy and a girl get called to the board together, or even in the same group, for that matter.

“Shut up.” You elbowed Ace in the ribcage, not hard enough to hurt him, but hard enough for him to get the message at least. You looked closely at the ribbon around the rose, softly tracing your finger over the embroidered initials. Ugh. Everything this person did made your heart race. You weren’t even sure you could think straight.

“Yo, look.” Ace pointed out the embroidered initials. "Obviously, that could be Rook Hunt…..he’s the only one crazy enough to do this anyway.” 

Rook Hunt….? The vice of Pomefiore. You will admit the two of you have gotten oddly close as of recently. He’d always try to help you with your work and would suggest you two go to the oddest places together. Such as the woods. At 3am. Why????

“I’m gonna go on a….walk?” You tell Ace and get off the couch and put on your fuzzy jacket and boots. You all but gently open the door. The icy winter air blasts on your face as you step out, snow crunching under your boot.

You don’t have to trek out much further until you hear someone call out “mon trickster” from the bushes. At this point, you’re not going to question why he was in your bushes in the first place.

“Were you the one behind... well, all this?" You ask bluntly, approaching him with the rose in hand. He steps out to hold the rose in his hand, gazing at the ribbon.

“Of course it was me. I thought you needn’t have to put much thought into it!!” He says all dramatically. “-Name- do you accept my confession of love??”

Your name instead of a nickname in French?! Does that mean he’s more serious than you originally thought? You take a moment to think about it. After all that happened in Styx, the Pomefiore vice was with you every step of the way. He always made sure to check on you to make sure you’re okay, both physically and mentally. Sometimes it’d be by tapping on your window at 3 a.m., but that was his way of showing affection. “I do.” You say when you finally come to an agreement with yourself.

“Magnifique!” He grabs your hand abruptly, causing your heart to skip a beat. “I have so much for you to witness.” He pulls you off into the nearby forest, presumably to read you some poetry. The snow-capped trees looked a lot more inviting with him by your side. Forever and always.

Taglist : @xen-blank @krenenbaker @edith-is-apparently-a-cat @whspermy-name @the-banana-0verlord

[iouinotes]

Heroic Betrayal | Luke Castellan (part 1)

SPOILER FOR THE PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS SERIES AND THE BOOKS

pairing: Luke Castellan x female!reader

show: Percy Jackson and the Olympians

warnings: dark!character, betrayal, implied sexual content, heavy angst, kidnapping

word count: 5,8k

summary: When Luke switches to the dark side, he tries everything possible to win you for him.

a/n: so as the show comes to an end (dont cry dont cry dont cry), I thought I would finally post this :)))

read part 2 here

"I'll find you!" his voice echoes through the forest, my laughter much louder than I intend to. But that´s just how it always goes. It's our own little tradition.

Every year when the camp starts again and we meet after the holidays passed, we play hide and seek in the dangerous forest of the half-blood camp. The creatures usually don't come across our path, in recent years it has rarely happened, that we actually had to defend ourselves against them.

Once it was an angry dryad, who threw branches at me (she had a crush on Luke and wanted revenge, but since I could understand her feelings and felt sad for her, we sorted it out).

Another time we were spotted by some camp members, who made fun of us, but Luke must have said something to them later, because we haven't been bothered by these troublemakers since.

It is always the same pattern, but each time there is still something special about it. We have grown, became more mature (I think), and have more and more experience about the struggles in life.

So being able to just let go for a few moments and being completely alone with him is probably the best thing to keep myself sane (even if he drives me a little bit crazy with the love I hold for him).

But a lot has changed recently.

It all started when rumors spread, that Zeus' lightning bolt had been stolen by Poseidon's son. And then the most supportive, bravest, sassy kid in the world showed up here. Percy Jackson. Ever since I met him, even though it's not his fault, there's been war going on. The gods are angry, the monster attacks became worse and again, rumors about the oldest, most powerful titan Kronos reached the camp.

It scared and frightened many people, including me. That's why we've been training harder and stay awake, even when the stars are shining, so that we can prepare for any catastrophe. To be able to fight.

My mother is the goddess Demeter, my father a simple man. I adore them both, even though my mother isn't one of my closest contacts. But I never really held that against her, because at least she decided to acknowledge me as her daughter. After all, it's a privilege that not everyone gets. My siblings and friends at camp are important to me, but the world is changing and so is everything around it.

The only stability I have left is my boyfriend Luke.

If I had to rely on one person in the whole world (and by that I also mean the underworld), it would be him.

He's been my best friend since I arrived at this camp. We've been together through ups and downs, I know every side of him and he knows everything about me too. Many of the people here are like blank pages to me, but not him. He is like my favorite book, that lays open to me and allows me to read each letter individually. Just as I know every of his dreams, every secret, every truth and every lie. He is my protector, my hero in every dark night and every bright day. Without him, I don't even know who I am. He is a part of me and my heart wouldn't be whole without him.

I watched him grow up. From the small, thin boy whose eyes hid so much pain and sadness to the strong, soulful leader he is today.

His beauty cannot be influenced by anything, he is like my very own sun, without him I could not survive.

I wouldn't want it any other way though.

Now, I'm hiding behind a tree with my back pressed against the bark and I am able to hear the cracking and swinging of the branches.

I smile so wide, that my cheeks start to hurt, when I hear his voice calling. My heart is beating in my throat, but it's not just the adrenaline of not getting caught. It's because of my love for him, which is so strong that sometimes I'm afraid of it. But only in the moments when I realize that nothing, but him is my biggest flaw. I think I would do anything for him.

Then I concentrate again and listen to the sounds around me. But his voice has fallen silent and I don't hear his footsteps anymore.

My eyebrows furrow, confused I try to look around the tree and search for an orange t-shirt. Likely together with his slim body, biceps, beautiful face and wonderful personality.

But when I want to withdraw again, it's already too late. A branch breaks behind me and before I can move I'm pushed against the tree from behind.

I immediately feel his body against mine, hear the laughter in his voice and listen to his strained breathing. His hands wrap around my body and turn me towards him, so that we are now face to face.

He's taller than me and as I look up, I feel the familiar fluttering feeling in my chest. I am so in love with him.

He grins triumphantly at me and I lean against the tree, smiling kindly.

"Found you, princess." The light reflects in his brown eyes and some of his curls are laying wildly on his head. He looks like an angel.

"I made it easy for you." My voice teases him and when he leans in so close to me, that our lips almost touch, I forget how to think properly. A habit I can't change. He's just so captivating.

"Yeah? You think I wouldn't have found you otherwise? Funny. I remember that in the last few years, I always was the winner of our little game." His lips brush mine, I want nothing more than to kiss him. But he knows that, which is why he slowly pulls back, when I start to lean forward.

When I want to complain, he puts his hand around my waist and pulls me into his chest. My knees almost give out, I feel so intoxicated by his presence.

"I-I wanted you to find me." My voice whispers quietly.

His eyebrows rise in mock surprise.

"Then I guess, I can claim my prize without feeling bad." In the next second, his lips are on mine and I'm unable to do anything, other than kissing him back. I wrap my arms around his neck and enjoy the warmth that radiates from him. He sets my heart on fire.

While pushing me against the tree, I've completely forgotten about, he lets his hands wrap possessively around my waist. Digging his nails into my hips, to keep me grounded. Otherwise, I would probably get lost in those sensations.

Luke kisses in a way, like it's the last time he'll have the chance. (As if I would ever want to keep him from doing that).

He's passionate, my body feels like it's on fire and the heat inside me feels so good, that I want more. I can never get enough of him and he knows it. He grins against my lips, but he doesn't break the kiss. I think he secretely loves knowing how much he can mess with me, with just a few kisses.

My hands find his hair and pull him closer to me, our chests touch and his breathing mingles with mine.

It is wonderful and so precious, I would refuse any gift from the gods just to be close to him.

When he pulls away from me, our bodies are still close. My eyes open and look dreamily into his, our gazes reflect a familiarity and love that is like nothing I have ever experienced.

He smiles at me, pushes a stray strand of hair behind my ear and leans himself against me. His fingers stroke the exposed skin of my pulled-up shirt.

"I've missed you." If my heart hasn't melted before, it has now. I give him a kiss on the cheek and hug him, we stand in our embrace for a moment. Enjoying each other's closeness, the calm feeling until the next chaotic situation happens.

"Now we are together again. Only that matters." It's quiet around us and when I close my eyes for the second time, I hear his fast heartbeat. I have to supress a smile.

The wind is the only thing I hear until his voice breaks the silence.

"Something will happen soon. Something big." The peaceful atmosphere is threatened by his words and when I look at his face again, I see his worried eyes.

I sigh, but then nod to agree with him. "I thought about that too, it feels different. Like something is coming our way, that we can't control."

His fingers stroke my cheek and for a moment, his face holds an expression, that I can't understand. It resembles regret.

But before I can ask him about it, he smiles tenderly at me again.

"Nothing will separate us. The world is just a game. It's a matter of time and making the right moves." That is his motto. But I'm not always convinced of this. Even though I trust him to do the right thing.

"I'm just worried we'll get seperated, you know? Evil can be sneaky and traitors always exist. You never know who you can trust." Something I said must have really bothered him, because he looks like I just stabbed him.

This time I ask him about it.

"What's on your mind? You can tell me. Two people who worry about something are better, than one who is alone with it." I take his hand and stroke his skin, it feels cold even though we have summer.

"Nothing, just- I don't want to lose you. I couldn't be here without you. I need you. I mean...I-I love you. You know that I would do anything to keep us together, right?"

His words surprise me. I know he loves me. I can sense that, everyone probably does. But he has never worn his heart on his sleeve and the three magical words only come out of his mouth on special occasions. The fact that he's telling me now surprises me.

"Of course. I trust you. We will survive together, I know that. Are you worried because of the rumors about the Titan King?" This topic is always very critical and he usually doesn't like to talk about it, but this time I decide to address it directly.

"He will come. I just want you to be safe, when it happens." He sounds so confident it gives me goosebumps.

"Perhaps. His followers will definitely try. But love is stronger than anything else. Especially our love. We will get through it." He doesn't look convinced, so I turn his face towards mine and kiss him.

My voice sounds soft, when I speak again.

"Luke, I love you. I could never leave you. Not even the King of the Underworld will be able to keep us apart. I promised to be by your side in every moment of our lives. You are my soul and without it I am damned."

This seems to reassure him, but I feel like he's not telling me something of great importance. But I don't want to push him, I know he will tell me when the time comes.

He always does.

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As the day comes to an end, I say goodnight to my siblings and report for my night watch duty. The situation has been a lot more worse the recent weeks. Kronos exists, my worst fear was confirmed. And he is building an army, that is so strong that it will be difficult to fight against it. But what I'm really worried about are the rumors about our people, who have also joined his cause.

Nobody knows who, the spies have been hiding ever since. I've never felt like I was paying more attention to my words than I am now. The only person I don't have to hold back to is Luke.

But even with him I notice the effects of the bad news. The circles under his eyes are darker than ever and his nerves are so frayed, that every little thing makes him want to explode. His temper is hanging by a thread, that is increasingly threatening to break. And I'm trying everything to prevent this.

No matter if I try it by making him laugh (which has become difficult), massaging his tense shoulders, trying to kiss him to the point of forgetfulness (usually it's the other way around) or when he takes out his frustration by burying himself deep inside me. With every thrust of his hips, I feel him relax, his hand so tight around my body as if I would run away, if he didn't hold me close enough.

He's changing and I'm trying my best to maintain his good sides. That he doesn't completely lose himself in his responsibilities and the pressure, that he has, because he is a member of the camp council.

Besides, I can't complain, when he fucks me until I can't breathe aynmore and I block out everything around me. When he comes, he whispers the sweetest things in my ear. Even if sometimes they sound so protective, that I could almost come from his voice alone.

When he whispers to me how good I am for him or how much he loves being able to have such a power over me like that - maybe it should scare me, but I trust him like no one else.

My mind concentrated his best for my shift, but when I finally go to bed after quiet some time, my eyes quickly close.

Looking back, I wish I had never let myself sleep that night.

Because, when I close my eyes I see waves. Hear the seagulls screaming in the sky, the fish swimming in the water and the distant cries of strangers.

It's all unusual and the bright light would blind me, if I didn't avert my gaze. And as soon as I do it, I see a ship. It's huge, rust shimmers in the sunrays, the anchor shows that it's been in the same place for a while now.

I feel something pulling me towards it, pushing and burning in my chest, leaving me with a tremor that I can feel, even in my deep sleep.

As I flit through the window like a ghost, I feel paralyzed. My blood freezes, I want to disappear immediately and in my mind I scream at myself to wake up.

But it's no use, whatever is here, someone decided that I have to see it. Only then, my wish will be fulfilled and I can wake up. So, I hide in a corner, there are scratched picture frames above me and broken glass is scattered on the floor. The monsters that loudly crush the glass ahead of me seem unstoppable.

I tremble as I look at at least seven dracaenae, several shaggy hellhounds and set my eyes on gigantes, that take up almost the entire room.

But that is nothing compared to the terror, that grips me when I see my classmates. My friends. People I trusted, who I fought alongside, for who I cared about. People I would have sacrificed myself for. They all betrayed me. And I feel close to tears. When I want to turn away, I hear a voice that almost brings me to my knees.

It's Luke.

My faithful and caring protector, my heroic love. Someone, to which I had dedicated everything. He was my life, with every single breath I took. The motivation behind my every action. The reason I wanted to survive in this cruel world. He was everything I had and everything I will ever have and in that moment it was abruptly taken from me.

I didn't have the strength to concentrate, it was as if every fiber of my body was on fire, triggered by the torment of my suffering heart. Seeing him like that, in black armor, Kronos' silver mark glittering around his neck, instead of his colorful necklace. A stoic, hostile expression on his face, his hands gripping his sword, it all hurt too much to watch.

And as I sank to the floor and covered my eyes with my hands, I was still forced to listen. I couldn't understand why he was saying such things.

"With every day he becomes stronger, with every participation in our army, we become stronger. Everything is planned, the camp is weak. Just like all of its residents. The surprise is on our side, because we will show no mercy. We will kill anyone, who does not confess to us. Do you hear me? No hostages will be taken. Only Hades population will be expanded."

The screams around me are so loud, so angry and horrific that I feel tears running down my cheeks.

I don't want to see any of that. The person infront of me is not my Luke.

A kind of fog creeps around me and I feel cold, it seems too late to forget it now. When I notice the golden coffin and Lukes hunched posture, the scar on the side of his face, I realize he is praying to him.

To the fall of Olympus. Kronos.

I want to cry, to scream, to be angry - but I just feel like every part of my heart is breaking and will never be whole again. Luke will never again be the one to heal it.

My consciousness leaves the ship until I finally wake up, but I can't move at first. I feel lost, my muscles are stiff and after a few seconds I notice that I'm shaking. But it's not because I'm cold, the summer air is wafting in the air.

Such dreams are rare, but are like the own scary predictions of the future.

And then it comes all back so me, the memories, that have just turned my whole life upside down. Traitor. The word appears in my mind, I feel like I almost can't breathe. And then there is a finger on my cheek, gently stroking the skin and my chest immediately becomes warm.

I know this gesture.

When I open my eyes, I see his loving eyes and the smile that covers his mouth makes my heart clench in sorrow.

It was just a nightmare. Luke would never betray me.

But the whispers in my head say otherwise.

As we continue to look at each other in silent, I notice his furrowed eyebrows.

"What's wrong, my love? Did you have a nightmare? You look scared. Don't be afraid, I'm here. I will always protect you." His voice is so calm, so usual loving and it makes the butterflies in my stomach fly around like crazy.

He is so beautiful.

As he briefly turns his head to tighten the blanket around me, I see his side profile and the scar. Reminders of my dream crash onto me like a lightning strike from Zeus himself.

I sat up abruptly. Luke is a servant of our enemy. How could I ignore that? I feel like I'm almost starting to hyperventilate. The thought, this nightmare, Luke's appearance, this evil feeling - it makes me sick. And I'm suddenly so afraid, more than I have ever been in my life. But I can't tell if it's the fact that I just found out he joined Cronos' army or that he broke my heart doing so.

I see him tense, my panic seems to be affecting him too.

My thoughts are so confusing, I don't know what to do, I have to tell someone. I have to-

His hands find their way to my cheeks, cupping them gently to direct his gaze towards himself. I would have preferred not to look at him, but I have no choice. His eyes search mine.

Then, as if the weight of Atlas punishment was put on his shoulders, he lowers them. His lips tremble slightly and his eyes look at me, as if I am the most valuable thing in the world and he is about to lose it.

"You know it." He doesn't have to say what he means by that. We both know.

I want to break away from him, but he won't let me. He's always been much stronger.

But everything still feels so different, light surrounds us and I can't really feel my body.

"Listen to me, please. I can explain it. Please-" The world goes silent, before he can finish his sentence.

It is too much.

I stifle a scream. I want to jump out of bed, but his hands hold me close. I only manage to fall to the ground, breathing heavily, but his arms are much stronger and I'm still weakened by my dream. He trys to hold me in a position, so that his back hugs me. His hands grab mine and one of them covers my mouth to silence me, when I want to scream for help.

With any other person, I would have known what to do. With anyone but him, I could have defended myself without any problems. But it wasn't just anyone and what he had done to me, the betrayal he had committed, was nothing I could handle.

I tried to wriggle out of his grip, to kick him, but the more I cried and the more hysterical I became, the easier it was for him to have control over me.

And for the first time, it scared me.

"Please calm down, I have to explain it to you- you have to know, that I never wanted to deceive you, please-" I notice how his voice is failing and he has to pull himself together, to not to lose his composure.

When I shake his hand away and want to yell again, he grabs my neck with such a warning force, that no sound escapes me.

I tremble in his hold. Tears stream down my cheeks and I literally feel my heart breaking.

Then he starts whispering in my ear and his grip feels like a tragic prison.

"Nobody can know. I never wanted you to find out. Not until I convinced you, that it is the right thing to join him. Because he will win, sweetheart. I want us to win by his side." His voice sounds so confident and at the same time, as if he was a completely different person.

Tears continue running down my face and he slightly let's go of me, so he can comfort me.

"If you would just listen to me, you will understand my actions. Please, just listen to me-" but the world blurs infront of my eyes and I am only able to whisper three words, before darkness surrounds me.

"You betrayed me."

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When I wake up, my head hurts so much, that it takes me several minutes to open my eyes. When I finally do it, I almost have a heart attack.

I recognize the similarity of this room from my dream. When I stand up, I run to the round window and look out, being only able to see the blue sea. Feeling empty and alone.

When I want to step out the door, I expect it to be locked. But instead the handle turns and I step out of the room. I'm so surprised about that, that I'm acting without thinking twice.

As I walk around the next corner, the deck creaks and I see an ugly creature in front of me, that makes every instinct to escape kick in.

I run in the other direction, but every turn makes me more desperate and, without any consideration, I run into the hall, I was so afraid of.

It is filled with all kinds of ciders, and I also see the figures of my classmates, wounded and unhappy.

It's all so overwhelming, that I dont even see him standing on the podium, in the first place.

But as the monsters try to grab me, his voice echoes through the room with an affable authority.

"Nobody touches her. You hear me? Nobody. She is under my protection." I almost freeze into a stature, as he comes towards me and I have no way of avoiding him. No weapon is within my reach, his eyes notice my growing panic.

"Everyone leaves the room. Now." Nobody discusses it, even if some roll their eyes or quietly protest. His authority is unquestioned, it sends a cold shiver down my spine.

When the last doors slam shut, we stand a few meters opposite each other.

"The doors are guarded." It's the first thing he says.

When he tries to approach me, I lose my nerves and run to the corner with the broken glass, that I saw in my dream. I take them in my hands.

I see his eyes widen and he stops in his tracks.

"You- you want to fight me?" He actually sounds surprised and sad. Like I was the one who betrayed him and not the other way around.

"Don't come any closer. I may not have been able to do anything last time, but if you take one step closer then-" I don't know what to say. In no scenario did I ever think, I would have to threaten him.

But despite my warning, he comes towards me with his hands raised, the panic within me so palpable, that I can feel every muscle in my body.

I dodge, when he is only a few meters in front of me. Right into the next corner. As far away from him as possible.

"Princess, you can't keep me away forever. I've always loved that about you. You need me as much as you need to breathe."

It's supposed to sound sweet, but his words make me feel sick

"I'd rather suffocate." He didn't expect that. My words hit him so unexpectedly that he is almost speechless. Almost.

"I won't hurt you. You just have to let me get to you and I'll show you everything. You will understand, believe me." He really thinks, I'll just stay by his side and let him explain.

"Are you crazy? You're a traitor, Luke. You- you betrayed everyone. You betrayed me. How could you do this?" I suppress my tears, because that's exactly what he's waiting for. That my defense becomes weaker. I can't allow this.

"You dont understand. I always told you I would protect you. And I can only do that, if I'm on the winning side. And I am now. We are." His eyes flash with a craziness that makes me tremble. I don't recognize him.

"Why are you acting this way? You are doing the wrong thing - you give up everything. You're giving up on us." Tears leave my eyes and I see him take a few steps in my direction.

"I'm doing the right thing for us. You'll see. You just have to trust me, please. You know I always win. With the power he gives me, I will be invincible. You don't have to worry about one of us dying in this war anymore." I can't move, even if I wanted to, I wouldn't have a way out now. He's too close.

"You are wrong. I would rather die in this war than join this monster and his deceitful army." The shards in my hand hurt, but I don't let them go. They're the only thing I can use to defend myself.

"You would leave me?" His eyes are staring into my soul.

"Would you fight me?" Every word is more intimidating.

"Would you stop loving me?" His words are like his own shards, leaving deep wounds in my heart.

He's standing right in front of me now, looking at me like I'm fragile.

Then he whispers "Would you kill me?"

In the next second, he suddenly has my hands in his, making me drop the glass. Be is only a few centimeters away from me now, his eyes are looking into my own.

"Would you, princess? Then show me." Suddenly he does something, I would have never expected. He takes out his sword and puts it in my hands.

His own hands go behind his back, his eyes tempting me. I feel all the blood in my body drain.

"Do it. I can't live in a world, where you don't love me anymore. In which you are no longer by my side. I am yours. That will never change, just like my love for you."

I can barely hold the sword, it's so wobbly in my hands. He stands in front of me and gives me every chance to defeat him. But I can't move.

It's quiet for a moment, then I see new hope in his eyes and when he speaks again, the tone of his voice melts my heart.

"What did you say a few months ago, you would always let me win? Let's win together this time. Please, just listen to me." His hand strokes my cheek. Wipes away the tears.

Then he drops his hand and grasps his sword, letting it fall to the ground.

He takes my hand instead.

"Follow me." He pulls me behind him, closer and closer to the golden coffin, it's like I'm in a trance, but when I finally feel the cold aura of something cruel, I'm able to think clearly again.

"No-" I don't want to be one step closer to this thing.

He turns around so quickly, that I can only slap his cheek, before he grabs me again.

"That was for kidnapping me. Let me go now!" I want to avoid his grasp. But again he does something I don't expect.

He holds me still, catches my gaze and then, kisses me so gently that the feeling alone makes me almost completely defenseless. His hands cup my cheeks, grip my hair, hold my body.

This is probably his worst trick. I've never been able to resist one of his kisses. And he knows that. He uses it against me.

Then he murmurs words against my lips, that barely reach my ears.

My heart is pounding in my throat.

"You feel this? We belong together. It is not written anywhere on which side we need to be. As long as we are together." His fingers stroke my lower lip, his figure towers over me and for a moment my surroundings fade. It's almost like always.

But he's not wearing his orange t-shirt, his expression isn't relaxed, and I don't hear any insults from the camp members in the distance.

"You're manipulating me." I am powerless against him. I thought we were on the same team, that no one had more power over the other one. But I was so wrong.

His eyebrows furrow again, and when his hands try to pull me against him, I hit his chest, without thinking, with the only piece of glass I hid in my pocket. But unlike I expected, nothing happens. The shard bounces off his skin and falls loudly to the ground. I can only stare at him in disbelief.

"How-" He just looks at me worried, no anger is visible in his eyes.

"You can't hurt me. I have the curse of Achilles upon me." I suddenly become aware of the effect the lake Styx in the underworld hast and I almost fall to the ground at the realization, my knees weaken.

"That was a test earlier. You wanted to see if I would kill you-" my voice fails.

He just looks at me sadly and smiles in regret. My heart becomes heavy.

"And I knew you wouldn't hurt me on purpose. You would never hurt someone you love. Not if you'd kill me in the process." What can I do? He knows me better than anyone, he can see right through my every thought.

"I can't do this, Luke. I-I can't be together with you, if you are like this." I'm serious, but he doesn't believe me.

"That's what you think, but it's a lie. The sooner you admit it to yourself, the more pain you avoid. Our souls are linked together, without me you are not able to live. I know, that you will continue to love me, no matter what I decide to do. That's how much you love me. You would rather die than not loving me."

I can't listen to him. I can't.

But his eyes are like all the promises in the world. He is my world. How could I ever forget that?

"Please come back with me, Luke. I-I won't tell anyone, but please. Let's go, let's forget everything, please-" I cant deal with this anymore. It's like he's draining all the energy out of me. More with every word, that leaves his lips.

"I can not do that. It will stay the way it is now. Don't fight against me, fight with me. You are so smart and loyal, you will be convinced. He will show you." His eyes now flash with something that frightens me. I see his hunger for power, something that has always been dormant within him.

"Luke, the only thing I ever really wanted was you. No power, no war, no prosperity. Only you. But I'm about to lose you. Don´t do this to me, I beg you." My hands find his face, stroke the skin and I look into his eyes. But they are no longer the same ones I fell in love with.

I never thought he would love having power more than he loves me. It breaks my heart.

"I have decided. Nothing will change about that. Not even your pleadings. I'm sorry." His eyes reflect my desperation.

"What's holding you back? All you need is me." He says it so confident, that I almost wonder, why I don´t agree with him.

But my conscience has always been my greatest strength.

"I won't betray them. I couldn't live with myself, if I did." He takes a step back.

"But you could live without me? You would rather be by Jackson's side than mine?" His words hurt me. But he speaks the truth.

"I love you Luke, more than I ever thought was possible. But just as you put power before me, I put loyalty first. And I'm not sorry about that."

Frustration finally seeps through his perfect facade. I wonder how long he's been playing with me. The thought of it makes everything inside me tighten.

"I am not letting you go. Our fate is set. You will recognize it too and when that happens, you will be on my side."

His conviction frightens me, but this time it doesn't freeze me into a statue. Now, I'm running away.

And luckely, he didn't expect that.

For a few minutes now I've noticed one of the windows, that doesn't look very stable. I just have to jump against it to open it.

"NO!" Luke's voice echoes across the room, loud and warning, but it doesn't stop me. Before he can catch up with me, I jump towards the window, my shoulder hurts, but I was right, it breaks.

But I didn't think about the height difference and I realize it might be too late to do something about it now.

As I try to hold on to the wall outside, two thoughts repeat in my mind.

Either I die or I'm trapped.

Then I hear Luke's voice. He sounds desperate and at the same time angry, like I have never heard him before.

The wall is slippery and it takes every bit of strength in me not to fall, I know it would be my death. I hold on to the broken wall.

"She is outside. Get her back, NOW!" My muscles hurt and I don't know what to do. Then I hear the loud beating of wings. Before I can see who it is, I hear Percy's quiet voice. I feel like crying.

"Drop down, I've got you." I have to trust him. So, I let myself fall without thinking.

Then I feel myself landing on something soft, I hold on to it and my knuckles turn white.

The screams and shouts of the monsters make me tremble, I just want to get out of here. Even if it means, that I perhaps will never see Luke again.

"Come on, now. They'll be here soon." As the wings of the Pegasus move towards the sky, towards freedom, I let the tears fall. The wind is beating around my ears and I can only see in the corner of my eyes that we are getting closer to the clouds.

"I'll find you!"

Luke's threatening voice is the last thing I remember as I close my eyes from the grief of leaving him.

[linos-luna]

Injuries? 🔪

Yandere!Huengingkai x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+, Yandere, manipulation

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Pretending to be sick or injured for attention? No way he’d do that! Not your sweet boyfriend! He’s just a little clumsy at times.

But this man was crazy. He managed to manipulate you into falling for him. Acting all cute and innocent, when being innocent is far from what he is. Kai hides it from his friends well, rarely letting the mask slip. Although sometimes it does. He stalked you, learned your habits, and charmed you into falling in love. And now… well now you’re stuck.

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A family event. Just great. Not one of your favorite things. In all honesty you only go to family events see siblings, cousins, and a select few revatives. If it wasn’t for them you wouldn’t go at all. But today was different. They wanted to meet your boyfriend.

You’ve been dating him for a while and even moved in together yet he’s never met your parents face to face. He’s talked to them on the phone and through video call but never in person. They seem to like him but are disheartened that you rarely visit.

You thought that since this relationship is serious, you’d have him meet others in your family as well.

But your boyfriend isn’t so excited either… in fact he doesn’t want you to go at all. He hates when you give other people attention and he’ll definitely get jealous, even it’s your family! He won’t even let you get a pet in fear that you’d love it more than him.

So he was thinking…

You had been getting dressed and packing some clothes. The trip wouldn’t be for another hour or two but you just wanted to be ready.

Looking in the mirror, you sighed while finishing your hair and makeup, wondering how this would pan out.

Meanwhile you could hear your boyfriend shriek.

You hear some thuds and quickly rush out, only to see him moaning at the bottom of the stairs.

“Oh my god! Baby are you okay?!” You quickly went to him, quite worried. “Baby?”

“I-I’m fine noona…” he was holding back a smile, “I just fell that’s all.”

“Baby, you gotta be more careful...” You frowned while helping him up.

He winced when standing before crying out in pain.

“Agh! Noona that hurts!”

You paused and look down, his ankle was a little swollen. He must’ve sprain it. This isn’t the first time… he’s just clumsy like that.

“I think it’s sprained…” he whimpered.

You frowned at it, feeling bad, before gently getting him to the bedroom.

You left to the kitchen to make an ice pack as kai made himself comfortable. He always knew how to get the injury just right.

Soon you came back with the ice pack and propped some pillows up to put his ankle on.

“Baby, I’ll make you some soup before I leave!” You said while putting the ice pack to his ankle. “I’ll leave your crutches from last time right here… Then I’ll have your friend Soobin come by tomorrow morning to help you. I’ll be back tomorrow night. Okay?”

“Before you leave?? But you can’t go..”

“But I already told my parents that I’m going.” You sighed. “I haven’t seen them in almost a year.”

“But… but I’m hurt…” he frowned.

“I know but—”

“Don’t leave me, noona!” He blurted out while grabbing your wrist. “Please!”

“Baby—”

“I need you!” He said while tearing up. “It hurts noona!”

This was just breaking your heart. There was always this little instinct of yours to take care of people you love, especially your boyfriend. But it also got you thinking… he’s hurt his ankle a lot. Other body parts too but his ankle more recently…

“Baby… you’ve sprain your ankle before…” you said while sitting next to him and rubbing his cheek. “It wasn’t that bad last time… it’s not like you broke it and—”

“Should I break it?” He said with a dead serious expression. “Will breaking it make you care?!”

“What?! No don’t break it!” You were stunned. Why would he say that?!

“I can break it! I can break it right now!” He said frantically while starting to get up, only for you to pull him back down.

“No Kai don’t!”

“You obviously don’t care about me!” He said, obviously frustrated, with some tears rolling down his cheeks.

“Baby—”

“I don’t wanna hear it!” He interrupted. “Just go! Go have fun with the family that’s mean to you!”

Disheartened, you stood up and sighed. Not sure what to say as he was obviously upset.

“I-I’ll go make your food…” you said while awkwardly walking out.

Your boyfriend wondered if he was a little too harsh but you should be apologizing soon. That’s what he wants.

You were lost in thought while cutting the vegetables. The thought of leaving him did seem bad but then again, this trip has been planned for weeks! And everyone is excited to see you. Even if your family is a little toxic, all families are right?

But why would you leave him alone?? Your sweet baby boy! I mean it’s not his fault that he fell down the stairs. Everyone does that at some point in life. Right?

You put the vegetables in along with some left over chicken bones for homemade broth. Now you just needed to wait for it to boil before adding the meat and noodles.

You sighed while going back to the bedroom and peaked in to see your boyfriend sitting there with his arms crossed.

“Baby?”

He didn’t answer, only looking at you.

“I’m making your soup.” You said while coming in. “I-I’m sure you’re going to like it.”

Again, he doesn’t answer. Only stares.

“Hey.” You sit next to him and take his hand. “You know… my family is a pain. Perhaps… I shouldn’t go.”

Kai perked his head up when hearing that and looked at you, acting surprised.

“I mean, they’re not all that nice.” You shrug. “And besides, I can’t just leave my injured baby boy at home all alone.

“So… you’re not leaving?”

“It was dumb of me to think I should. I’m sorry.” You said before giving him a kiss on the cheek. “I should be at home. Taking care of my baby boy.”

“Noona…? After dinner… Can we cuddle and watch movies?”

“Of course!” You said while standing up, about to leave to finish cooking.

“Noona!” He called out suddenly. “I-I want more kiss!”

You chuckled and went back to him, giving a long kiss on the lips. But even as you tried pulling away, he pulled you in again, making you sit next to him.

At first he held your shoulders as he kissed you, then moved to lightly grope your breast and hold your waist m. He wanted to do more but you stop him.

You moaned a little and let go, remembering that you have food cooking.

“Baby let’s continue later.” You laughed. “I got food on the stove!”

“Okay, noona.” He giggled as you got up.

He was just too cute to look at and you quickly made your way out to check on the soup.

Your boyfriend smiled. He got exactly what he wanted.

[chelseeebe]

can you see me? (the way i see you)

summary: steve harrington had been your best friend for years. you had been there for every failed relationship, picked him up and brushed him off. all while being head-over-heels in love with the boy. but now things were getting more serious with his newest girlfriend and yous trent sure if your heart could handle it.

an: hey i literally hate this :D but wanted to write SOMETHING because it’s been so long !! i have a few more ideas i wanna hash out but life is so crazy at the mo! also side note: nancy wheeler i love u soz for making u the enemy<\3

!!: no use of y/n! a teensy bit of angst i suppose and very very brief eddie x reader

steve was your best friend.

was.

you still considered him your best friend but you weren’t sure that that feeling was reciprocated.

the pair of you used to spend pretty much every waking moment with one another. up until he started dating nancy.

quite honestly, you regretted even pushing him to ask her out. if you’d known that you were never going to see your best friend again you would’ve never been so encouraging.

if you’d known just how much your heart would ache seeing them together, how his doe eyes softened at the sight of her and his lips curled up into a smile at the mention of her name, you would’ve just kept your mouth shut.

the only times you ever really got to hang out with steve was at work, and even then sometimes nancy would be there.

you’re restocking one of the displays with robin, arm full of tapes when the bell dings and nancy walks through the door.

you barely give her a glance before steve is practically pouncing over the counter to get to her.

‘she’s here again?’ robin leans over and whispers to you, narrowing her eyes at pair of them kissing.

robin knew partially of your crush on steve, you hadn’t exactly told her just how much their relationship was hurting you but she had got the gist of it after your visible look of defeat you gave steve after he announced they were dating.

you roll your eyes, ‘they’re in looove, robin,’ you mock, watching as nancy giggles at something he whispers.

‘are you actually gonna do any work today, dingus?’ robin calls across the store, hands on her hips to show her disapproval.

steve straightens up, still holding onto nancy’s waist, ‘yes, yes i am.. but right now i’m going on my lunch break, is that okay with you, boss?’

‘you have thirty minutes, and i’m counting!’ she taps her watch as the couple traipse out the door, nancy clinging onto his arm.

‘god they make me sick,’ robin fake heaves, climbing to sit on the counter.

you chuckle, it was reassuring that you weren’t the only one with a distaste for their relationship.

robin gestures for you to join her, her eyes look pitifully at you, feeling bad for your unrequited love for steve.

you oblige and jump up onto the counter, leaning against her and sighing.

‘we need to find you someone else.. someone new and exciting,’ her hand finds yours, giving it a small squeeze.

‘rob.. i don’t want anyone else.. i’ll get over it eventually..’ you shrug, biting down onto your bottom lip.

‘hmm.. somehow i don’t believe that,’ she shakes her head.

you were extremely grateful for robin’s friendship. you’d only really connected after getting the job at family video but now you wouldn’t trade her for the world. especially with steve’s recent little escapade.

the day very slowly rolls on and steve eventually rocks back up, well over his allocated thirty minutes with his hair all messed up and flushed cheeks.

you ignore his very obvious demeanour and get on with your work, counting the minutes until you could go home.

-

robin slams the stiff door shut and clicks the lock, letting out an over exaggerated sigh of relief.

you follow steve into the parking lot where he turns to look at you, hand on top of his maroon car, ‘shit.. i can’t give you a ride tonight, i’ve gotta go and pick up nance.. but next time, definitely.’

you weren’t exactly ecstatic to be getting a ride with steve but it was a million times better than the bus and was now the only time it was ever just you two, how it used to be.

‘oh.. right,’ you stare at him, willing for him to just disintegrate in front of your eyes, ‘guess i’ll get the bus,’ you bite the inside of your cheek and spin on your heel towards robin who was watching your encounter.

‘i’m sorry! next time i promise i will!’ he calls out behind you before getting into his car and speeding off.

robin shakes her head, ‘what an asshole!’ she joins her arm with yours, heading towards the bus stop, ‘now are you ready to ditch him?’

‘ugh, i wish,’ you sigh, holding onto her arm and dramatically leaning your head on her shoulder in pure exasperation.

-

it had been a week since you’d seen steve, he’d called off from his last two shifts. a mysterious illness had meant you and robin were left to pick up his slack. much to robin’s dismay.

‘someone needs to give that boy a good smack, if you won’t i’ll do it,’ she groans as she rearranges her pile of vhs tapes into alphabetical order.

you were both stood waiting to see if steve was going to actually show up today or not, keith was starting to get aggravated with steve’s behaviour and for some reason you still felt the need to defend him, promising that he’d make up his lost shifts.

you couldn’t really explain why, he sure as hell wouldn’t have done the same for you but at the end of the day, he was, or once was your best friend, and you were undoubtedly, terribly in love with him.

steve steams through the door, pulling on his green vest and huffing and puffing that he was here.

‘nice of you to show up,’ keith quips, looking over at the flustered boy with a stern expression.

‘i’m sorry! my car.. i had to get gas and then there was traffic.. but i’m here! i’m here!’ steve practically screams, speed walking through to the back to clock in.

robin shoots you a look, rolling her eyes at his tardiness.

you can hear keith loudly reprimanding steve, complaining that he had to stay late to cover for him. in reality, he stayed twenty minutes later than he should to stand behind the counter and bitch about steve, either way you slyly appreciated steve getting told off.

keith eventually storms out of the room and out of the front door, you widen your eyes at robin and slink over to the back room to speak to steve, leaning against the wooden door frame as he angrily stuffs his stuff into his locker.

‘you good?’ you ask, eyeing his tense posture.

he runs a hand through his hair and turns to loom at you, ‘he’s a prick, i’m like.. five minutes late, not that big of a deal.’

‘hmm, try half an hour.. but yeah he is,’ you agree.

‘i was busy.. it’s just been..’ he sighs, his shoulders relaxing, ‘doesn’t matter, how have you been?’

‘i’m okay.. i wanted to ask you if you were still coming on friday? i know you’ve been sick and all..’ you tentatively ask.

friday was your twenty first birthday and you were finally going to host what was probably your first and last party at your new apartment.

‘err.. coming to what?’ steve asks, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

the date had been drummed into his head for months, with plans being discussed for weeks about who you were going to invite and what you were going to wear.

‘..my birthday? same day every year, steve,’ you scowl up at him.

his mind had been somewhere else entirely since getting with nancy, so much so he had forgotten his own best friends birthday.

‘oh shit! yes, yes of course i am,’ his eyes widen as he suddenly remembers why that date was so important.

‘you forgot, didn’t you?’

‘no! how dare you say that?’ he jokes, walking over and placing his hands on your shoulders, ‘i could never forget your birthday.. i’ve just been sick.. my brains all foggy.’

his attempts to redeem himself shouldn’t work, but they do. his big brown doe eyes gleaming down at you absolutely do not help as you’re already putty in his hands, ready to accept his apology.

you never could stay mad at steve. one time back in school he had genuinely forgotten to pick you up one morning, the same morning hawkins had decided to have torrential downpour, so you turned up to school resembling a drowned rat, soggy and miserable. but when steve had seen you storming towards him and realised his mistake, he dropped to his knees in the corridor, hands clasped together and already pleading for your forgiveness.

which you gave, of course. you were in love with the boy for christ’s sake, how could you not?

you attempt to hold onto your anger, jutting out your bottom lip but when he flashes that stupid cheesy grin you can’t help but return the smile and have to turn away before he notices how flushed your cheeks had become.

robin looks on in disgust and you scrunch up your face in return, getting back to your work and trying not to catch yourself staring at steve.

-

friday rolls around and there’s a steady stream of people entering your apartment, music blaring and drinks flowing.

you’d told everyone to get there for nine.

it was now bordering on ten and steve still hadn’t showed his face, which you try to not let damper your mood but it inevitably does.

robin is the first to notice, handing you a red cup full of a mysterious liquid that she practically forced you to down.

‘he’s an asshole, don’t let him ruin your night!’ she shouts into your ear, her hand on the small of your back.

you go to reply, being interrupted by the boy himself walking towards you, nancy in tow with a stoic expression painted on her face.

you don’t even mean to but you jump up, reciprocating his hug, ‘you’re late!’ you say into his ear.

‘i know.. i’m sorry.. we uh- happy birthday!’ he pulls back slightly, leaving a short kiss on your cheek.

you grin, letting go of his body and giving nancy a slightly awkward half-hug, thanking her for the birthday wishes.

‘let’s get you a drink!’ you pull steve into the kitchen, followed by robin attempting to make small-talk with nancy.

your pour a bottle of clear liquid into a cup, slightly over pouring due to your own intoxication and hand him the drink.

there’s some chatter with the couple before she inevitably takes him away, moving to their own corner of the kitchen.

maybe if you weren’t so drunk you wouldn’t have felt your heart sinking when his hand tenderly touches her arm, leaning in to whisper into her ear.

robin yanks you away from the kitchen and into the living room, ‘no! not tonight,’ she holds onto your hand, forcing you to move along to the music.

at some point someone suggests a game of spin the bottle and you groan, ‘i didn’t think we were still teenagers?’

‘oh stop it, it’s fun,’ robin says, taking a seat on the sofa and turning the music down a notch so you could all hear each other.

you end up sat next to eddie, who you knew back from high school, he ended up having to repeat a couple of years so ended up in a few of your senior classes.

the empty glass bottle is placed on the floor and you all look around, willing someone to go first.

‘well if none of you pussies are gonna do it, i will,’ eddie announces, leaning down to spin the bottle.

it spins and spins before stopping.. on you.

‘guess i gotta show the birthday girl some lovin’,’ he turns to face you and you roll your eyes but move towards him.

again, if not for the alcohol, you would’ve been a hell of a lot more bashful about this very public display of affection but you lean into him, his lips landing on yours.

your eyes flying shut and your hand resting on his cheek as his hand moves to the back of your neck, holding you in place.

you’re interrupted by someone loudly clearing their throat and you pull apart, hand still caressing his cheek.

you look up to find steve and nancy had entered the room, ‘what the hell have i just walked in on?’ steve asks.

you giggle, shuffling away from eddie, ‘s’just spin the bottle.. duh,’ you respond, shaking your head at him.

‘oh, duh,’ he remarks sarcastically, ‘can i speak to you for a sec?’

you furrow your brows but stand up from the sofa, eddie’s hand still lingering on your back, flashing him a small smile before walking over to steve.

you felt so silly. you were kissing a genuinely nice, attractive guy, and enjoying it too and yet you would still drop everything as soon as steve asked you to.

‘i think we’re gonna head out.. i just wanted to say bye before we left, have a good night,’ he murmurs, nancy standing stone-faced beside him.

‘you’re joking! i’ve hardly seen you.. you literally just got here!’ you frown at him, slightly infuriated that your supposed best friend couldn’t even hang around at your birthday party for at least an hour.

‘i know.. nance isn’t feeling too well.. we just wanted to come and wish you a happy birthday and that..’ he gives you a small, apologetic smile but disregard it.

‘you couldn’t even show up on time and now you’re leaving after barely being here an hour?’ you reply, slightly louder than expected.

‘i’m sorry.. i’ll make it up to you, chick,’ he reaches out to touch your arm but you recoil, the use of that nickname, one that had been given to you in high school and now only came came out when steve was apologising or trying to get his own way, making you pull back.

‘no.. don’t bother, it’s fine,’ you grit, tensing your jaw in an attempt to not say anything meaner to him.

‘c’mon.. don’t be like that.. you looked plenty occupied when we walked in anyway,’ he remarks and if it weren’t for nancy standing literal millilitres away from him, you could’ve sworn there was a twinge of jealousy in his voice.

‘what’s that supposed to mean?’ you glare at him.

his mouth opens and promptly shuts, leaving him looking like a gawping fish, ‘nothing.. look i’ll see you soon, okay? i’ve gotta take nance back..’ he places a hand on her back and basically pushes her out of the front room.

you exhale, spinning around to find that luckily everyone had gotten back to the game and ignored whatever the hell had just happened between you and steve, everyone except robin, who’s eyes were planted on you, that sad, pitying look.

she’s quick to jump up, already forcing her cup into your hand, ‘don’t even think about it.. it’s your birthday and that.. he’s not ruining your night, okay?’

you nod, appreciative of your best friend’s kindness and down the cup of liquor she’d handed to you, ready to squash the thought of steve out of your mind.

-

you wake up to robin poking your arm, groaning at the feeling in your head.

‘rob.. please no, i’m fragile,’ you grumble, but rolling over to face her, that cheeky grin on her face.

‘how ya feeling, buttercup?’ she asks.

‘like shit,’ you complain, curling up into the blanket.

‘well i’m not surprised, i’m glad you had a good night though,’ her hand reaches out to brush the hair from your face.

‘please tell me i didn’t embarrass myself?’

‘uh.. nah..’ she replies, slightly hesitant.

‘oh god… what did i do?’ you close your eyes, bracing for whatever embarrassing story she was about to relay.

‘well uh.. you remember kissing eddie, right?’

‘yeah.. just about..’

‘well.. you called him steve and then i caught you showing him to your room.. and that’s when i put you to bed.. see it’s not that bad,’ she tries to reassure you but she can’t stifle her smile.

you groan, pulling the duvet up and over your head, ‘no.. oh my god,’ you cringe at your own actions.

‘look, he was definitely way too drunk to remember.. don’t worry about it,’ she yanks the duvet down, exposing you to the harsh light.

‘i’m never drinking again, seriously,’ you complain, pouting at robin.

she laughs, ‘it’s really not that big of a deal.. trust me.’

‘i don’t believe you but i’m going to ignore all of that because i’m starving.. shall we get food?’

‘i am very down with that.. but you need to brush your damn teeth first,’ she giggles, moving away from you.

‘bitch,’ you joke, rolling out of the bed.

you were hoping to god that by some grace of god that eddie had forgotten. robin was the only person who knew of your unrequited love for steve and you were hoping that it’d stay that way.

-

you’re basically shaking as you walk into work, not wanting to face steve. it wasn’t exactly an argument but you were still pissed off with him and definitely didn’t want to stare into his grovelling eyes as he begs for your forgiveness.

there was no way you could stand up for yourself against him, no way you could ever tell him how much his and nancy’s relationship was hurting you, not without ending up telling him that you were head over heels for him.

you don’t see him as you walk into the store, waving at robin who flashes you a warning glance.

you look back, puzzled until you reach the back room and find steve on the phone, his knuckles white from his death grip on the piece of plastic.

he glances up at you before putting his other hand on the wall, ‘nancy, i have to go… no… i’m at work for fuck’s sake… look-… i’m going now… i’ll call you when i’m done,’ he slams the phone back onto the wall and sighs.

you silently place your things into your locker, your back to him.

‘well that didn’t sound great,’ you mumble, faffing about with your bag.

‘i just- i can’t.. every single day there’s something, i’m always in the wrong,’ he says, lightly hitting the brick wall.

you close your locker and look at him, ‘honeymoon phase has worn off, huh?’ you wanted to be kind but you were rightfully still pissed off at his disappearance on friday.

to be fair to steve, most of his relationships seemed to fizzle out by the second or third month, so to now only be experiencing this with nancy was an anomaly. girls got tired of his flirty nature and decided they’d had enough, or steve got bored, the excitement of a new relationship wearing off.

he scoffs, ‘yeah you can say that again.’

you raise your eyebrows, going to walk out of the room when his hand grabs your wrist, stopping you.

‘i just wanted to say i’m sorry.. i wanted to stay but nancy was complaining about something and if i’m not immediately jumping to her assistance then i get it in the neck,’ those soft eyes once again working their magic.

‘yeah.. it’s fine steve..’ his hand his still wrapped around your wrist and the simple feel of his fingers on your skin is enough to make you crumble.

‘no.. i’ve been a shitty friend- best friend, i wanna make it up to you, how about we do something after work? my treat?’ he blinks down at you, the corners of his lips twitching into a small smile.

‘no nancy tonight?’ it leaves your mouth without a second thought to how jealous it made you look.

he chuckles, ‘no, just me and my best friend.. like the old times.’

‘well.. if you’re paying, sure,’ you smile at him.

he rolls his eyes, dropping your wrist, ‘yes.. of course.’

before you can reply, the bell that resided on the front counter dings rapidly and you spin to see robin standing there abusing the metal dinger.

‘could use a little help out here, if you’re not too busy,’ she raises her eyebrows.

you walk out into the store, smiling to yourself for the duration of your shift, knowing that you were finally going to get some steve alone time.

-

sat in steve’s car after work, music playing out of the stereo and he’s quietly humming along and it feels exactly how it used to, before nancy was around, before your feelings had become incredibly complicated for him.

‘where are we going?’ you ask, still in your family video uniform, not wanting to have to be out in public in the green waistcoat.

‘i thought we could go and grab some food and then.. movie at yours?’

‘sounds good to me,’ you smile, ‘.. i’ve missed hanging out with you.’

you didn’t just miss hanging out with him, you missed him as a whole. how comfortable he’d be with you, how easy conversation just slipped off your tongue with him, sharing soft touches that now felt too awkward.

‘i missed you too.. i really am sorry that i’ve sorta just.. ditched you,’ he turns down the volume and pats your knee, causing your heart rate to go through the roof.

‘yeah.. you kinda did,’ you admit, shrugging.

he sighs, ‘i thought nancy was the one, you know? different than those other girls..’

‘you don’t think so anymore?’

‘i dunno.. she’s just always mad at me for something.. like i can’t do anything right,’ his shoulders slump.

‘maybe she’s just.. projecting.. i dunno, like she feels like she’s messing up and that’s how she’s showing it,’ it hurts to defend her, but you saw how much he was pining for her before they began dating, coming into work everyday with a new plan to make her agree to go out with him.

‘nah..’ he shakes his head, ‘i don’t think so.. like on your birthday she wanted to go, so we left and then we got back to her house and suddenly she was upset saying i should’ve stayed since it was your birthday.. like what the fuck?’

‘hmm.. i don’t know then,’ you shrug, looking down at your lap.

‘weird, right? anyway.. this is not about my relationship.. let’s stop talking about it,’ he pulls into the parking lot of your favourite burger chain.

-

the pair of you are lazing on the sofa, chatting over the movie playing on the tv when your phone rings causing steve to jump and knock over the half-empty can of beer.

‘nice one doofus,’ you say as you get up to answer the phone.

the voice on the other end takes you by surprise.

‘oh.. hello, nancy.. how are you?’ as soon as steve hears the name he shoots up from mopping up the liquid, shaking his head and motioning across his neck.

‘i am not here,’ he mouths.

‘uh… no, haven’t seen him since we finished work.. why is something wrong?’ you ask, glaring over at steve.

‘oh.. okay, well if i see him i’ll let him know… yeah, you too.. bye,’ you put the phone down and place your hands on your hips.

‘what the fuck, steve?’

‘what did she want?’

‘she wanted to know where you were.. apparently you were supposed to call after work,’ you stare at him, stern faced.

‘ohh shit, i forgot.. i’ll call her when i get home.. not that deep,’ he sits back on the couch and you join him although now further apart than you were before.

‘steve,’ you tut, ‘she sounds pretty pissed..’

‘when does she not?’ he rolls his eyes, ‘probably wants to yell at me for some shit i did or didn’t do right.’

‘i think she was just worried.. you better call her later and do not ever make me lie for you again, okay?’

steve turns his head to look at you fully, trying but failing to stop the laugh from coming out of his mouth, ‘you sounded like my mom then.. with your hands on your hips all bossy.’

‘oh shut up,’ you shove his shoulder, but can’t help the smile forming on your face.

he shuffles closer and leans his head down on your lap, eyes still looking up at you, ‘i’ve really missed this.. i hadn’t even thought about nancy once until then..’

you gaze down at him, trying to resist the urge to confess your feelings for him, wanting nothing more than to lean down and kiss his perfect pink lips.

‘it’s been nice.. you’re always nicer when you don’t have a girlfriend..’ you murmur.

he pouts up at you, ‘that’s not true.. i’ve been wanting to ask, what’s going on with you and eddie, huh?’

‘what? nothing,’ you shake your head, suddenly terrified of the possibility that those two had seen each other and eddie had told steve about your little freudian slip.

‘i’m just asking, you looked pretty close at your party.. that’s all,’ he sits up, leaning on his elbows, now only inches away from your face.

‘it was just a game, that’s it,’ you assure him, if only you could tell him just how much you didn’t want eddie, and wanted him instead.

‘so you don’t want me to put in a good word for you?’

‘no! besides, why would i want a boyfriend when i already have to put up with you?’ you joke, trying to change the subject.

‘you don’t put up with me you love me and love spending time with me,’ he smiles.

if only he knew just how much you really did love him.

‘hmm.. i suppose so,’ you admit defeat, he hadn’t broken eye contact once and quite frankly his stare was becoming quite intimidating.

you look back up at tv, hoping that he couldn’t feel the pounding in your chest, ‘you’re missing the movie.’

‘it’s boring anyway, i’m trying to talk to you,’ he pokes your arm, attempting to pull your attention back to him.

‘well i want to watch the film,’ you say pointedly, one more stare away from confessing your feelings for him and ruining years of your friendship.

‘look at me..’ he murmurs, another poke to your cheek which causes your eyes to flick back to his.

‘steve..’ you were seconds away from the words tumbling out of your mouth, his chocolate eyes softening at the use of his name. if this was how he acted with other girls when he was in relationship, there’s no surprise that it never worked out.

‘i just.. want your opinion on something, and be brutally honest,’ he shuffles closer, his back now leaning on your outstretched legs, ‘what do you think i should do about nancy.. truthfully.’

you sigh, ‘you really want me to be honest?’

‘yes,’ he nods.

you swallow, ‘i think.. i think you should end it.. i don’t think you’re happy and i don’t think she is either.. you’re only gonna end up hating each other if you keep dragging this out,’ it was entirely everything you wanted to say but it was your partial truth, sparing him of the details of your love.

‘okay,’ he exhales, ‘i feel like i’ve dated every last girl in this godforsaken town and i just.. i dunno.. it’s stupid.’

your heart beats faster, except me, ringing in your head.

‘you haven’t dated everyone.. maybe the one isn’t in hawkins.. how would you know?’ you say, biting your bottom lip.

‘i think she is.. i just.. don’t know if she knows it yet..’

you furrow your brows, puzzled, ‘what?’

‘i’m talking about..’ he trails off and breathes out before moving closer, softly placing his lips on yours.

you freeze for a second, unsure of what to do next. you’d thought about this exact situation many, many times but still had no idea how to react.

he pulls back, ‘shit.. i’m sorry..’ he goes to move away from you but you place your hand on his chest, causing him to look back into your eyes.

his lips crash onto yours again, slightly harder this time as you return the kiss, trying to pull him closer.

he sits up properly, not once breaking the kiss and moves his hand to caress your cheek.

‘mmm- no- steve..’ you pull away but his lips chase yours, lingering over your mouth as he groans.

‘w-what?’

‘i can’t.. i can’t do this,’ your hand attempts to push him back but he doesn’t budge.

‘why? what’s wrong?’ his eyes now open and looking back at your eyes brimming with tears.

you shake your head, ‘don’t do this to me if you don’t mean it,’ the lump in your throat growing.

‘i’m- sorry.. have i got the wrong idea here..’ he stumbles over his words, eyes searching your face.

you frown, unable to stop the tears from sliding down your cheek, ‘steve..’ here goes nothing, ‘if you’re just using me because you’re mad at nancy.. then don’t, god knows i’m far too in love with you to handle that..’ the lump finally dislodges and a sob escapes your lips.

‘i’m not.. you’re.. you’re in love with me?’ his face drops slightly and your heart sinks, immediately regretting ever saying anything.

you should’ve pushed him off. should’ve sent him home telling him to apologise to nancy. should’ve never kissed him back.

you nod, scoffing at the absurdity of it all, how your best friend, the man you were painfully in love had just kissed you and now you were admitting to your feelings in the strangest of situations.

he stares up at you, mouth agape and you want to just shove him away, completely unprepared for the inevitable rejection about to tumble out of his mouth.

‘i.. uh- i wish you’d said something..’

you look back up at him, wiping away the stream of liquid coming from your eyes, ‘what do you mean?’

he chuckles slightly and you freeze, was he going to laugh in your face? was he going to tell you that you were fucking stupid for ever thinking this could ever work?

but he just smiles up at you, ‘god.. i thought i was so stupid.. you know, i thought there was no was no way you would feel the same way.. you don’t give much away,’ he says.

you blink back at him, still digesting his words, trying to fully comprehend what he had just said, that your feelings weren’t just one sided.

you swallow, unable to find the correct words to reply to him.

‘are you okay?’ he dips his head down to touch his forehead with yours, maintaining the deep eye contact.

‘i-i.. oh my god.. i thought you were going to hate me..’ you stumble over the words, moving your hand to clasp his cheek.

your heart beats a thousand miles per hour in your chest, honestly surprised it hadn’t ripped through your skin by itself.

‘i don’t think i could ever hate you,’ he says, his breathe tickling your cheek.

he doesn’t believe you when you tell him how long you’d felt this way about him, you were so so sure that you’d given yourself away a multitude of times but steve wasn’t exactly the brightest nor the most observant.

and he sits there remembering all the times he was going to tell you about his feelings but chickened out, ‘you were so.. adamant about nancy.. so i just thought you weren’t interested.’

it really couldn’t be any further from the truth, only wanting to push him towards nancy to stop yourself from being hurt.

but now you didn’t have to, he was undoubtedly yours. there was no need to hide away or pretend that you were pleased about whichever new girlfriend he was bringing around this time, your best friend was yours.

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Secrets | Sebastian Sallow

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smut | shy!hufflepuff!reader requests info w.c | 7.3k summary | You had a crush on Garreth before you started dating Sebastian, and neither of them can stand the other. Garreth can't accept the fact that you're in love with Sebastian, and Sebastian can't stand the fact that Garreth won't let you go.

Am working on requests now, keep an eye out for them! :) I know I posted this photo recently but Sebastian looks so enamored in this photo, I'm obsessed. You aren't the MC from Hogwarts Legacy in this, and I'll most likely refer to the MC as 'MC' lol

As I'm writing this, I realized this could easily become another mini-series lmao, all of my ideas are so elaborate.

Also just bc I forgot to mention this earlier, I would happily write for Garreth Weasley as well! He's featured pretty heavily in this piece.

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You were never one for danger, never one to put yourself unnecessarily in harms way. You don't like dangerous activities and much preferred to keep your head down so you could focus on your studies. You spent 5 Years at Hogwarts doing just that- being a good student and mastering your spells to pass your O.W.L's. You had always know of Sebastian through your friend Ominis, but never spent much time with him until the end of 5th Year. You're not quite sure what had happened during 5th Year with that new student, but you knew that Sebastian suddenly found himself all alone. Abandoned by Ominis- who was quite cross with him, and that new 5th Year you knew nothing about. You pitied him, so you begun to spend time with him. You couldn't stand the thought of him being all alone. Especially with his sister still sick, though you weren't sure with what.

Sebastian very quickly became attached to you, and that attachment turned to possession. He didn't mean to come across as overbearing and possessive, but he couldn't help it. You're gorgeous, easily the most beautiful girl in the entire school. You were kind, the way Hufflepuff's usually were, and you had this magnetic aura. People were drawn to you, you were never seen in the hallways alone. You had a lot of friends, and more than that you got a lot of attention from other guys. It drove Sebastian fucking crazy to see them trail after you, their eyes shamelessly gawking at what was rightfully his. Truthfully, you weren't technically his until halfway through 6th Year but Sebastian knew from the first second he saw you that you were going to be his.

Sebastian didn't mean to scare you away, but at first he did. You were very timid, tended to shy away from conflict. Flinched when someone rose their voice at you, and unfortunately you tended to be a people pleaser. You would often agree to things you weren't particularly comfortable if someone asked you to do it nicely enough. Sebastian worried that people took advantage of your giving heart, and that caused him to come on kind of strong. He's extremely protective, and once again his possessiveness overwhelmed you. Sebastian quickly realized that if he wanted you, he needed to soften up a bit. He kept his heated glares directed at those who wanted to use you, and his loving smiles for only you.

It was easy for you to let Sebastian into your heart, once he stopped being so overbearing. Stopped with his 'who was that guy I saw you with yesterday?' interrogations. He's charming, funny, charismatic, and kindhearted. There was a darkness to him though, you could feel it. A dangerous edge that he tried very hard to keep tucked away, like a wolf trying desperately to fit into sheep's clothing. He didn't want to scare you, and he would never ever hurt you. He'd never use any of the curses on you- though it was tempting to Imperio you and keep you all to himself. He knows though, that you'd never forgive him if he did that. That you'd be scared of him if he did- you made him want to be better.

Sebastian had nobody else, all he had was you. Anne left and didn't bother telling him where she went, Ominis was so angry he avoided Sebastian like the plague. His new friend from 5th Year had sided with Anne and Ominis, so he saw the two of them together a lot. You were the only good thing in his life, the only person who hadn't turned their back on him. Granted- you had no idea what he did 5th Year, if you knew he murdered his Uncle...he doubts you'd still stand by his side. Which is why Sebastian was so possessive, so overbearing, borderline controlling. He was terrified you'd find out, scared Ominis would mention something. That MC would pull you aside and tell you what he'd done. He hardly let you out of his sight. If you didn't love Sebastian so much, you might of had enough sense to be frightened.

Sebastian tried to be a good person, the way you would want him to be. But he let the Dark Arts into his heart, and slowly it was poisoning his soul. He knew it, he could feel it in the way his palms twitched when he saw Leander or Garreth walking with you to the Great Hall, making you laugh and their eyes drifting to where they shouldn't be. If he saw Garreth glance down your shirt again he was going to be itching for blood. Sebastian was never like this before, always more mischievous than dangerous- but he changed after 5th Year. If he could change back he would, but it's too late for that now. All Sebastian wanted to do now was make sure that what was his stayed his.

Garreth had always been a good friend of yours, often having you try out his concoctions he brewed. He never asked for your help making them however, he said he couldn't risk getting you into trouble. He was funny, and you previously had a crush on him before you begun dating Sebastian. As soon as Sebastian came into your life, no other guys mattered anymore. All that mattered was Sebastian, he had you. Mind, body, and soul. Which is why it baffled you that he got jealous so often, why he felt the need to throw an arm over your shoulders and pull you firmly against him if you were with another guy for too long. Doesn't he know that no other guy could steal you away from him? That you're his? That you love him and him alone? There was something he wasn't telling you, something that made him afraid of losing you. You wished he would tell you what it was, but you doubt he ever would. You're pretty sure it has to do with Anne, which is why you haven't pressed him to tell you about it.

You also worried he knew of your previous crush on Garreth, Sebastian has always been more hostile with Garreth than the other guys who normally lingered around you.

"Haven't decided on a name quite yet...but it's just about finished! Want to try it?" Garreth asked you, he caught you walking from Potions to Divination. You weren't actively avoiding Garreth, you honestly missed hanging out with him. You were just worried about Sebastian seeing you.

"I'd love to!" You beamed, taking a sip. The flavor was sweet, but quickly shifted and tasted like...your Mother's chicken dumpling soup.

"It tastes like whatever you're craving! Neat huh?" Garreth smiled, and honestly if Garreth decided to sell these concoctions of his some day...he could make a lot of money.

"That's really cool Garreth! Wait, where did you get the ingredients for this?" You questioned suspiciously, Garreth throwing you a playful smile.

"That's need-to-know information I'm afraid, can't be giving away all my secrets now can I?" He teases, a glint in his eyes you don't recognize.

"You stole from Honeydukes didn't you?" You place your hands on your hips, giving him your best 'disapproving stare'. Garreth always thought you were too cute to take seriously, much to your dismay.

"I didn't steal from Honeydukes. Somebody did, but it definitely wasn't me." Garreth winked at you, and you laughed. You should have been paying more attention to your surroundings because before you can process what's happening you feel an arm over your body. You're yanked firmly against Sebastian's side, his arm pressing you tightly against him. He's grown since 5th Year as well, and you unfortunately haven't grown much at all. You crane your head to look up at him now, which is why the very top of your head barely reaches the bridge of his nose. Garreth however, stands eye-to-eye with Sebastian.

"Weasley, don't you have a potion to blow up elsewhere?" Sebastian snaps, his eyes narrowed. His grip on you is firm, but it doesn't hurt. You can sense tension, and you detest conflict. You try to melt into Sebastian's side, your hand curling around his robes as you turn your face into his shoulder. Sebastian can feel you trying to hide, and it makes pride swell in his chest to know that you're pressing yourself against him and not Garreth.

"Easy there Sallow, you don't want to scare her." Garreth fires back, he's always protested your relationship with Sebastian. He's worried Sebastian is manipulating you, that he's controlling you. You've tried to reassure him that isn't true, that Sebastian just loves you too much to lose you. He's never believed you.

"Who say's I'm the one scaring her?" Sebastian snaps, you can feel the tension rising. Soon enough, there will be a full on duel happening in the hallway. You wished you could speak up, tell them to stop, but you can't seem to find your voice. All you can do is tremble and hold onto Sebastian, he makes you feel safe.

"We were having a fine conversation before you interrupted Sallow, can't tell when you're not needed can you?" Garreth was pushing him on purpose, he can't help it. Doesn't Sebastian know that it was you and Garreth long before you ever even knew Sebastian? Garreth knows you've made your choice, and yes it stings that it wasn't him, but that doesn't mean he has to approve of you you've chosen to give yourself to. Sebastian feel rage flare up in his chest as he takes a step towards Garreth, his arm still firmly around your shoulders. You were his. He would happily fight anybody to prove that.

"P-Please stop..." You whisper, your voice shaking. You weren't scared of either of them but you've always been scared of yelling and fighting. Ever since you had to endure listening to your drunk Father become enraged at a moments notice and start hurling objects at your poor Mother.

"Not needed? Does it look like she doesn't need me?" Sebastian seethes, and Garreth clenches his jaw. You had turned your entire body into Sebastian's side by now. Your face pressing into his shoulder and his arm curling around your back. You just wanted them to stop, you wanted the fighting to stop.

"Seb please, let's just go." You whisper to him, but Sebastian isn't listening. Garreth won't take his eyes off you, and it's starting to piss Sebastian off.

"She sure as hell didn't need you before, she has me. I can take care of her just fine without your help, Sallow." Garreth shrugs casually, sending you another wink. Why won't he stop pushing Sebastian? Why won't Sebastian listen to you and just walk away?

"It's not your job to take care of her, she chose me." Sebastian's eyes were sharp as knives by now. His left fist beginning to curl, and his chest heaving. His jaw was locked, and you could feel his entire body thrumming with adrenaline.

"She chose wrong, and I will spend every second of every day proving that to her. Why do you think she sneaks away to be with me?" Garreth pushes, taking a step forward. Sebastian pulls his arm from you and moves you behind him. Their chests are nearly pushed together as they glare at each other. You do sort of sneak away to hang out with Garreth, but not because you still have feelings for him! Only because you know that this is how Sebastian reacts every single time you're within 10 feet of Garreth.

While Sebastian has never caught you doing anything with Garreth other than talking, he still has a point. You haven't stopped hanging out with Garreth even though Sebastian has practically pleaded you to. Deep down he knows that asking you to drop your closest friend since 1st Year isn't fair, but he knows that Garreth is in love with you. He doubts you know that, but he does. He can see it in the way Garreth looks at you.

"She loves me." Sebastian fires back, though he's trying to convince himself that more than Garreth.

"For now." Garreth says with a sly smile. Your hands are curled around Sebastian's robes, and you're standing close enough to feel the heat of his body. You can see that look in Sebastian's eyes, you can see that he's losing the ability to restrain himself. You don't want to hurt Garreth, but you love Sebastian. You need him to know that because through the anger you can see insecurity, the gnawing fear that Garreth is right.

"I love you Sebastian, can we please go? Please?" Your voice is so small, but this time he actually listens. He releases an angry breath, turning and pulling you against his side once more. Garreth feels anger pulsing through his body, how could you choose Sebastian fucking Sallow over him? He's dangerous, and Garreth is determined to prove that to you.

"Don't forget Sallow, she loved me before she loved you. She still loves me, she just doesn't realize it yet." With that Garreth is slamming the doors leading to the Grand Staircase open, and you flinch at the force. You're trembling and Sebastian feels guilty once the flare of anger has faded.

"Don't worry, everything is alright dove." Sebastian soothes, pulling you against his chest and pressing kisses to your hairline. You feel the fear flow out of you as you nuzzle against his chest. You've never felt safer with another human being...besides Garreth. You try to push him out of your mind, but he's always lingered. But you still love Sebastian, and you will always choose Sebastian.

"I'm sorry." You mumble against his chest, you know how Garreth makes him feel but you don't want to lose your friendship with him. You feel torn.

"It's okay- we're okay sweetheart. I'm not angry with you." He whispers, tilting your chin up to kiss you. It's languid and slow, it makes your insides melt. Your entire body is tingling when he pulls away, a knowing smile on his face. You and Sebastian haven't slept together yet, and the entire idea of it still makes you feel very shy. You're comfortable with Sebastian, and you know you want to. You just don't know how to bring that up with him... or if you're even ready to yet.

"I don't want to be late." You whisper, knowing that Divination is going to start soon.

"Then I shall escort you there with haste, my lady." Sebastian says, using a silly voice to make you laugh.

Garreth knew there was something Sebastian refused to tell you. He knew because you had told him once, that you were scared Sebastian was hiding something bad from you. He probably was, probably hiding something he did. Garreth was determined to find out what it was, you need to know that Sebastian isn't who you think he is. Garreth doesn't want to hurt you, and he doesn't want to do this so he can brag and say he won you from Sebastian. That's not who Garreth is, not why he wants to find the truth. He just wants to keep you safe, and he knows you're not safe if you're with Sallow.

Though, he'd be lying if he said there was no part of him that wanted to look Sebastian in the eyes- knowing he won you back from him.

He doesn't like to think about it, doesn't like to admit it even to himself...but he loves you. He thinks he always has, before he even knew what love is. You love him too, deep down he knows you do. He can see it in the way you look at him. Why else would you continue to see him, despite Sallow being so clearly against it? It's because you can't stay away from Garreth, you can't fight the way you feel. Some might think he's delusional, but there's nobody that knows you better than him. Not Sallow, not anybody. He has to protect you, needs to keep you safe from him.

Which is why Garreth has been following Ominis around, bothering him to open up about Sebastian.

"Garreth." Ominis is annoyed, Garreth can hear it in his voice. Ominis has been infuriatingly tight-lipped about Sebastian which Garreth found odd.

"Are you even friends with Sallow? You haven't spoken to him in a year." Garreth pressed. It was hard for the other 7th Years not to notice the sudden rift between Ominis and Sebastian. They've been attached at the hip since they met in 1st Year, and suddenly Ominis won't go anywhere near him. Something happened. So why is Ominis still protecting him?

"Yes of course I'm friends with Sebastian. Just because I am cross with him, doesn't mean I will be forever." Ominis says, though there is uncertainty in his voice.

"Angry enough to still be angry over a year later?" Garreth wasn't going to let this go easily, Ominis was beginning to discover. Ominis huffed, he had to tell Garreth something or he won't leave him alone until he does.

"Sebastian and I had a fight, he made a mistake. That's all." He said, his voice firm but all he did was add fuel to Garreth's fire. Sallow made a mistake? What kind of mistake?

"What happened?" He pushed, continuing to follow Ominis towards the Slytherin common room.

"Nothing you need to concern yourself with." Ominis sighs, Garreth was really starting to get on his nerves.

"Is it about Y/N?" He asked urgently, almost like a Private Investigator would. Ominis paused, he furrowed his brows before he felt his irritation slowly morph into anger.

"Is that what this is about? Ruining Y/N's relationship? Have you nothing better to do?" Ominis snapped with anger that Garreth wasn't anticipating.

"I'm trying to help her Ominis. You know something that Sallow did, I know you do. What I don't get is why you're protecting him if you haven't spoken a word to him in over a year. Does your friendship with Sallow mean more to you than Y/N's safety?" Garreth snapped harshly, a scowl on his face.

"No it doesn't and she isn't in danger. Sebastian would never hurt her, but if you don't stop you will." Ominis fires back angrily, turning and entering his common room after he does. Ominis is wrong, Sallow has this entire school fooled. Garreth should have known better than to try and get Ominis to tell him, he's always been loyal to the twins. Garreth briefly considers trying to find MC, they were close with Sebastian during 5th Year and stopped talking to him around the same time Ominis did. It's worth a shot.

The first thing Ominis does upon entering the common room is find Sebastian. He spends a lot more time in his dorms than he used to, and Ominis can only guess it's because he stopped talking to Sebastian. He feels guilty about cutting Sebastian out, but his use of the Dark Arts drove Ominis away. That and the fact that Sebastian manipulated Ominis into getting what he wanted...the Dark Arts began to change him. You were starting to bring Sebastian back, the boy Ominis met in 1st Year. Sebastian loves you, truly, unconditionally, and if Garreth were to succeed and tell you the truth? Ominis shudders to think of how Sebastian would react, the path he would follow as a result.

Without Anne and you, Sebastian doesn't have much to live for- and he's already lost Anne. Which is why Ominis is entering the 7th Year dorms without so much as a knock, heading straight towards Sebastian's bed.

"I had an interesting conversation with Garreth today you should know about." Ominis says, drawing Sebastian's startled gaze.

"What did he say?" Sebastian's voice is already tense, Ominis can practically feel the frustration rolling off him in waves.

"He knows something happened in 5th Year, he's trying to find out what...so he can tell Y/N." Ominis informs him carefully. Sebastian is worryingly quiet, which concerns Ominis.

"Sebastian?" Ominis tries, and he hears Sebastian stand from his bed. He's begun pacing in front of Ominis, he can hear his heavy breathing getting heavier. He's angry, very angry.

"That fucking snake. Why can't he let us be happy? Why is he determined to take her from me?" Sebastian is seething, Ominis isn't sure he can calm him down.

"You know why." Ominis says factually. He knows why Garreth is doing this, Garreth didn't hide his feelings for you as well as he thought. Even Ominis, who's blind, can understand he's been head over heels for you since he met you.

"Well he can try all he wants, he won't take her from me. I would happily kill him if he even tries. She chose me. He needs to accept that." Sebastian snaps, tugging angrily at his hair. Ominis knows Sebastian didn't really mean it, but it was still disconcerting to hear him say it after what happened with Solomon.

"You know if he finds out what happened, Y/N is never going to speak to you again?" Ominis points out, as if Sebastian hasn't considered that already.

"Yes Ominis I know that." Sebastian snaps, pinching the bridge of his nose. He didn't want it to happen like this, but Sebastian needs to make you his. Entirely. He needs to stake his unrivaled clamed upon you, mar it onto your very skin.

He needs all of you.

"Hey." You hear a voice from behind you. His voice is quiet, as Madam Scribner would regularly throw students out of the Library for being too loud. You'd come here to study for your O.W.L's, you know you're going to pass but you like to be well prepared.

"Hello Garreth!" You say happily as he lowers himself into the chair next to you. Sebastian is unlikely to stumble upon the two of you this time, not that you're trying to avoid him. You don't want him to start another fight with Garreth, the two of you aren't doing anything wrong! You're just talking with a friend, you wished Sebastian could understand that. You didn't know how to reassure him that you're his. That you love him and only him, he doesn't have anything to worry about. You chose him, and yet he still worries.

"I'm sorry about the other day...with Sebastian." Garreth says sincerely, and you feel your chest warm. You wave your hand with a smile as you flip your book to the next page.

"Don't worry about it, I'm starting to get used to the fact that you two will always fight." You say, keeping your tone light. You don't want him to know how much it hurts that your boyfriend and best friend don't get along. You wished they did.

"No, you shouldn't have to. I'll do my best to be nicer to him." He promises, though you're not sure you believe him. He's just as hostile towards Sebastian as Sebastian is towards him. 'She still loves me, she just doesn't realize it yet.' His words from earlier flash in your mind, replaying over and over despite you trying to push them away. By now Garreth has brought out his potions notebooks. Not anything from class, his notebooks are leather-bound and usually full of ideas for other things he can make. You love how creative he is, and that he's smart enough to make all these potions. He makes them blow up a few times before they're finished but he never quits until he finishes the potion. You admire that.

"Gar? Can I ask you something." You ask, nervously chewing on your lip. Garreth lifts his head, his expression softening once he notices the anxiety on your face.

"Of course, are you alright?" He worries, making your skin feel tingly with the way he looks at you. You turn your head to refocus on your book.

"When you fought with Sebastian...there was something you said that I don't understand." You started, and Garreth felt his palms get all clammy. He hoped this wasn't going where he thought it was going. He didn't think about what he was saying during the fight, just said what came to him naturally.

Garreth waited for you to continue, but your face was fear-stricken and you began to nervously pick at your thumb.

"Y/N, you can say anything to me. I promise." He reassures you gently, giving you time to feel comfortable saying it on your own. You were easy to scare off when you got in your head like this, he knew he needed to tread carefully and be gentle with you.

"You said that I love you...that I just haven't realized it yet. What did you mean by that?" You whisper the words quietly. You're afraid to look up at him, you don't want him to be angry and you sure as hell don't want to embarrass yourself. Garreth feels like his heart is going to burst out of his chest, this cannot be happening. He doesn't want to admit his feelings for you while you're still in love with Sallow.

"I only said that to irritate Sal-Sebastian. I shouldn't have. I know you don't feel that way towards me, I'm sorry." Garreth says, correcting himself. You don't like it when he calls Sebastian 'Sallow'. You think it sounds mean, maybe it's just because of the way Garreth says it. You're not sure how his answer makes you feel.

"Oh."

Garreth tries to fight the smile that threatens to stretch across his face. "If I didn't know better I'd say you sounded disappointed."

"What? N-No of course not. I love Sebastian so you're correct...I was just...wondering." You feel your cheeks color, and you know Garreth can see it too. Your voice was shaking and it made you stumble over your words, what is it about him that makes you feel so nervous?

"Are you sure?" Garreth says, and you swore he wasn't sitting so close just a minute ago. Your heart begins to race.

"Sure a-about what?" Your throat suddenly feels very dry, and its as though the temperature in the room rose 10 degrees. Your entire body feels hot and flushed.

"That you love Sebastian." He says, his voice a tad bit deeper. You turn your head to look at him, and his pupils are blown open. There's a look in his eyes you can't define, it makes you feel like a lamb looking into the eyes of a wolf.

"Yes, of course." You whisper, adrenaline pumping through your veins when he leans forward a little. His eyes staying firmly locked on yours, he can tell you want this. That you want him. He can see the way your eyes have dilated a little, there's curiosity in your gaze. He can feel the tension between you. His lips barely graze against yours before you snap out of it. You feel horrified with yourself as you scramble away from Garreth. You love Sebastian, with all your heart. Why did you let him get so close? What is even going on?

"I-I have to go!" You squeak out, cheeks blood red and pulsing as you quickly pack up your things.

"Y/N-" Garreth tries, but you're standing and stumbling towards the stairs before he has a chance to catch your hand. There are tears streaming down your face as you head to the entrance of the Library as a realization hits you. It makes you sick to your stomach and a fresh wave of tears gush down your cheeks. It's too awful to admit, even to yourself. But Garreth was right.

You love Sebastian...but you love Garreth too. Oh no.

You're pacing back and forth outside the Slytherin common room, you'd woken up early today to get ready and wait for Sebastian. Normally it's the other way around, and he's waiting outside your common room to talk you to your first lesson. It usually makes him late for his own class but he's never cared, he's happy to do anything for you. You feel nauseous just thinking about it, but you have to tell Sebastian what happened in the Library. You didn't kiss Garreth and that makes you feel better but you almost did, and you feel like not telling Sebastian means you're trying to hide something. You don't want to have any secrets from him.

When Sebastian emerges from his common room, he looks surprised to see you. He smiles at you, but that smile is quickly wiped away when he can see the panicked expression on your face... and the fact that you're pacing back and forth like a caged animal.

"What's wrong sweetheart? Talk to me." Sebastian urges, taking you into his arms and feeling your entire body trembling. You're as fragile as a flower and absolutely anything can send you over the deep end like this, so Sebastian isn't seriously concerned quite yet. At least, not until the first tear drops and you refuse to meet his gaze.

"My love you're beginning to scare me, please talk to me." Sebastian is nearly begging, and you feel tears spill from your eyes again. He's going to go ballistic once you tell him about Garreth, about what he tried to do. You shudder, you don't want him to hurt Garreth or get himself in trouble.

"L-Last night I was in the Library..." You can hardly speak, your voice is trembling. You don't want to say it.

"Garreth c-came and sat next to me for a little." You pause again, feeling your heart thumping so hard against your ribs you worried Sebastian could feel it. You saw his jaw clench, and the tension beginning to seep into his shoulders. You haven't even said it yet and he's already getting angry.

"A-and Garreth, he...well he tried to..." You stammer, your eyes dropping to the floor. Sebastian felt a red haze of burning rage swirling around him.

"My love, he tried to what? Did he touch you?" Sebastian's voice was trembling with anger. If Garreth touched you then he's as good as dead. You shook your head, your fingers curling around his robes.

"N-No I pulled away before he could...but he tried to- to kiss me." You breathe out, and you can only pray that Sebastian isn't angry with you. You couldn't survive it if he was angry with you. Sebastian's nostrils flared, you could see the rage all over his face. His eyes were focused on the stairs and his jaw was tightly clenched, if you let him you know he'd race off to beat Garreth to a pulp this very instant. You won't let him hurt Garreth, you need to calm him down.

"S-Sebastian? I'm sorry! I'm so sorry. I love you, I would never cheat on you I swear! Please don't be cross with me." You explain desperately, trying to do anything to pull his gaze back to yours. You begin to cry again, pressing yourself against Sebastian's chest. He wrapped his arms around you, he wasn't angry with you.

"I'm not angry with you, I'm not. I love you, always." Sebastian says, finally turning back to face you. You lean up to kiss him as his thumbs brush away falling tears, and you surprise him with the desperation in your movements. You wind your arms around his neck, your lips moving against his as his arms wind tightly around your waist. Sebastian knows sooner or later Garreth will find out the truth, so he needs to follow through with his idea before he looses you. He needs to make sure you'll never be able to look at Garreth or any other guy for that matter without thinking of how good Sebastian can make you feel. He wants to open you up to a whole new world.

"Do you trust me my love?" Sebastian whispers against your lips. You nod instantly, making Sebastian smile as you try to kiss him again.

"Then skip your first lesson with me." He says with a playful grin.

"Skip a lesson? Are you crazy?" You ask him, the idea of skipping an entire lesson makes you feel anxious.

"C'mon, I promise I'll make it worth your while." Sebastian says, taking slow steps backwards with his fingers laced through yours. He slowly pulls you towards the stairs, and smiles victoriously when you let him pull you along without any further objections. You feel butterflies rising in your tummy when you look at him, grinning at you playfully as he tugs you through the castle towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts Tower. Just as you're crossing into the courtyard, your eyes briefly lock with Garreth's- who is sitting next to the fountain with Samantha Dale. You feel your cheeks tingling as you quickly snap your gaze back to Sebastian, and Garreth feels jealousy burning under his skin as Sebastian drags you off. You've never looked happier, and he knows he should be happy you found someone you love. But he isn't, and it kills him to see you smiling like that at someone else.

"Where are we going?" You whisper, a smile on your face as he drags you just past the stairs to Defense Against the Dark Arts. Towards the Undercroft Ominis had finally opened up to you about just last year. Sebastian pulls you inside and once the gate shuts behind you, you see a beautiful plush looking bed tucked against the back wall of the Undercroft, it looks slept in.

"I come here most nights, hardly sleep in the dorms anymore." Sebastian shrugs, you didn't know that. When he isn't with you, he's alone? Every day?

"Seb…why aren't you in the dorms?" You ask sadly. He shrugs off the sadness in your tone, he's used to the fact that he has nobody except for you.

"Easier to be alone. Easier for times like this." Sebastian quickly shifts the focus off of him and onto the reason why he brought you here in the first place. You blink up at him innocently, it makes sets his insides ablaze.

"Do you remember what we talked about a few weeks ago? When you said you were ready?" Sebastian asks softly, his eyes darkening as he watches your cheeks flush and feels your skin heat up.

"Y-Yes I remember."

"Are you still ready?" He whispers, slowly leaning down to brush his lips against yours. You feel a shudder run down your spine as you keen up into him, trying to press your lips against his.

"Yes, please." you beg quietly, and Sebastian groans before pressing his lips firmly against yours. He deepens the kiss by turning his head, reaching down to life you by your thighs. His hands reach under your thighs, lifting you with ease as he walks you backwards towards the bed. His lips never leave yours and soon he's placing you gently against the plush mattress. Your legs fall open to allow him room to slot himself between them. His hips meet yours and you moan feeling him pressed firmly against you, he begins grinding gently. He draws soft moans from your lips every time he rocks against you.

"Can I take this off my love?" Sebastian asks, pulling at your robes and you nod, sitting up to let him push them off and throw them to the side. His lips return to yours then, his fingers slowly pulling your sweater off your body. You feel flushed under his heated gaze and you quickly press your lips against his again when his stare becomes too intense. He shrugs his robes off before reaching up to unbutton your shirt and you can feel the shyness creeping back in as more skin is slowly revealed. Once his fingers open the last button, you pull the shirt off to toss aside. You lay back against the bed and Sebastian's eyes are hungrily drinking up your figure, committing every inch to his memory.

Sebastian's lips press against your neck, slowly trailing down your shoulder as his fingers slyly undo the clasp of your bralette. His eyes meet yours, waiting for any protest before he's slowly pulling the fabric off your body. You reach up to cover yourself, turning your head to avoid his gaze. You feel exposed. Sebastian reaches up to gently take your arms and press them against the mattress. You can feel a heartbeat from between your thighs.

"Don't hide from me my love." He whispers, his eyes locked on your bare chest. His finger turns your head to look at him again, he wants to see that beautiful look on your face as he makes you fall apart.

"Is this okay sweetheart?" Sebastian asks, he has to make sure. You nod instantly, feeling too sky to speak. Sebastian gives you a gentle kiss before his eyes drop again. His lips encircle one of your nipples, his other hand pinching and rolling the other between his thumb and pointer finger. You moan instantly, rolling your hips against his. Sebastian smiles as he sees your eyes shut tightly, your mouth falling open as he gently bites down on your nipple. It feels better than anything else you've ever felt before...and you know he's only getting started. Sebastian switches to the other nipple and sucks it into his mouth, humming against your breast as you moan wantonly.

His right hand slides down your tummy to flip your skirt up, his fingers gently rubbing your aching clit through your panties- which are quickly becoming wet and translucent with your slick. You moan again, feeling him gently rubbing you while his lips and tongue lave your nipple and breast. Your hips can't stay still, and you try to grind against his fingers, which makes you smile. Your fingers wind into his hair, holding him against your chest firmly. He groans every time you accidentally pull on his hair. Soon Sebastian reaches another hand down, his fingers hooking into the waistband of your underwear.

"P-Please." You beg desperately, and Sebastian swears he can feel the blood surging south. He slowly pulls the soaked fabric off your body and as soon as he does he sits back to get a better look. You watch with pulsing cheeks as he examines your glistening folds. He looks utterly entranced as he reaches forward to pull your lips apart, getting an even better look. You turn your head to the side, embarrassed.

"Seb…" You whisper, feeling very exposed as he gapes at your heat. Instead of answering, Sebastian leans forward and drags his tongue through your folds. You cry out, your hand flying into his hair as he begins to lap at your cunt. His tongue circles your entrance before briefly dipping inside, only teasing you as he sucks your clit gently into his mouth. You continue to cry out and grind your hips against his face, and your sounds of pleasure are music to his ears. He laps at you like a man starved, his arms circling your thighs to pull your cunt more firmly against his lips.

Your chest is heaving as you moan, throwing your head back as he licks a broad stripe through your folds, from your entrance to your clit. His gaze is dark and intense and his eyes will not leave yours. You can see the lust in his eyes, and no matter how shy you feel- you keep your eyes locked on his. His tongue explores your folds, his teeth nipping at you gently every so often. You moan like you're a bitch in heat, shamelessly using Sebastian's mouth to chase your orgasm. He presses sloppy kisses to your clit, flicking it with his tongue before you feel your body convulsing. You cum all over his face and Sebastian happily laps up every drop, making sure to lick and suck at you until your body is jerking with overstimulation.

"Did that feel good, dove?" Sebastian asks against your lips, as he reaches down to undo his belt. You nod, but that isn't good enough for Sebastian.

"Words sweetheart." He urges as he opens the buttons of his trousers.

"Yes Seb, it felt so, so good." You moan against his lips, kissing him firmly again. You feel the sharp heat of his cock before you see him, and he's gently notching the head against your folds. You whine nervously, placing your hand on his hip to stop him.

"Trust me, my love. It's going to feel really good. It'll pinch at first, but I promise it'll feel amazing after." He whispers, and you can already feel him pressing himself into you. The stretch burns, and it feels like he's going to tear you in two. Sebastian reaches up to rub circles on your clit to help distract you from the pain. He continues to slide inch by inch into you, and when he meets a little resistance he surges his hips forward until they're flush against yours. His fingers are still playing with your sensitive clit, and it makes slick gush out of you, coating his shaft.

"How do you feel? Are you okay?" Sebastian asks through pants, your walls are hugging him like a vice grip.

"F-Full. It hurts." You whine, holding his face against your neck as he presses kisses into your neck and shoulders. Sebastian feels pride swelling in his chest, you're writhing underneath him. Stuffed full of his cock, and he is the one making you moan and cry out in pleasure.

"I know sweetheart, it's going to feel good soon." He whispers while gently grinding his hips against yours. You moan desperately, wriggling against him. Sebastian takes that as his cue to gently pull his hips back before sliding back into you again. Stars erupt behind your eyes as he continues to sweetly thrust into you.

"You feel- so fucking good my love. So tight, so wet, taking me so well." Sebastian praises, making warmth flood through your belly. You feel stretched beyond your limits, and your toes curl when you feel him sliding against your walls. Your hips begin to push against his to meet his slow thrusts. You feel heat building in your pelvis.

"G-Gonna cum Seb. Please don't stop." You beg and Sebastian is more than happy to oblige. He presses his face into your neck, thrusting into you soft and slow, steadily building up the pleasure until your back is arching and pressing your breasts against him as you cum.

"That's my good girl, you're beautiful when you cum my love. You feel incredible, so so good dove." Sebastian rambles, continuing to thrust into you as his own orgasm approaches. He feels your walls continue to clamp down on him and your cum drenches his cock, making an erotic wet sound whenever he thrusts back into you. With a deep groan Sebastian is cumming, his fingers playing with your clit as he does to make your body convulse and tighten around him again. He pumps you full of his cum, leaving his mark on you. A claim that cannot be challenged by Garreth or anybody else.

You're his. You always have been.

Garreth knows he should stop, knows he should just let you be happy. He still can't get the image out of his head, watching you walking through the courtyard with Sebastian around an hour after he saw you the first time. The way you looked up at Sebastian made him sick, your rumpled clothing and the button you forgot to close on your shirt made him feel even worse. There's no way you slept with Sallow, he knows there's some other explanation for what he saw. There has to be.

But what made Garreth feel the worst was Sebastian's victorious gaze as it meets Garreth's. His eyes bore into Garreth's as you press yourself against his side and they're saying 'checkmate'.

Garreth clenches his fists before turning to find that damn student Sebastian met during 5th Year, they know what Ominis knows and Garreth is determined to find out what it is they're hiding.

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28 Asks! :DD Thank you!! :}} 🛒

@raven-bearden-the-interviewer42

She met Seafoam when she rescued his ship from a great storm out at sea. :00

She brought the ship to safety and the next morning Seafoam crawls out into the deck and pulls himself over the railing to look around. All bruised and cracked from being thrown about the ship all night <XDD

That's when their eyes meet.. she tells Seafoam the story of how she saved his ship. And Seafoam is endlessly grateful! He was so kind and genuine.. 💞

@starz-nova

XDD Thank you!! :DD I'm glad you like it! :}}

@holly-opal (Link in ask)

I have not, but I know of it! :00 A friend of mine loves it and has recommended it to me. I've always considered reading it but never got around to it <XDD

A lot of people commented that he looks a lot like Davy Jones from Pirates of the Caribbean, so I imagine yes! <XDD

He might be happy to find someone that looks similar to him! :DD Though he probably wouldn't approach her.

If he saw someone like that, it'd be on shore. And if he's on shore? He's with his crew. Which means he's got a lot of people too keep track of and protect- he has no time to get distracted by interesting ladies! XDD

@sussyhahag

Man I've put one some weight-- XDD

But thank you! I'm sure Grim and "Gengar me" would be great friends :}}}

@beryl-shade

I could! :DD Maybe he'd be another pirate, they could call him "Tack" for short! :}}

While I imagine she'd love to help out in that way, I imagine Seafoam tends to his own laundry XD

@neo-metalscottic (Gerald's one year in question)

Thank you so much!! :DD The other comic is almost done and I'm hoping to post it soon! I've just had a few rough days with my health so Its not coming out as fast as I'd hope.. 😅 That, and I've been a bit mentally preoccupied daydreaming about web comic ideas.. 😞

As for Morton, I think his skin color will be a simple case of melanism! Nothing too crazy or magical there! <XDD As for his name and how he talks, I think its a reasonable idea that he would be named after a previous king! :0 Perhaps a previous king who had melanism as well..? 👀 Who knows XD

Though with his voice, I cant imagine him talking all "hulk" like. Since he's a part of the royal family he would have access to only the best education and speech therapy (if needed-). So the likelihood of any of the Koopalings having speech problems or talking "hulk" like would be low 😅 though that's not to say that out of all his siblings, he leans towards that type of speech the most! :00

As for Kammy and Kamek, she's not nearly as old as him. I was thinking Kamek is hundreds of years old, while Kammy is the Koopa equivalent of like... 60-70? She was brought into the koopa palace to be a nanny/maid. Her power is different from Kamek's, though I haven't figured out all the specifics yet.. I guess it can be said that when it comes to magic, they both studied and mastered different things.

Now if she ever faced Kamek in combat? He would flatten her. There is no Magikoopa alive today that can compare to Kamek's power..

...Doesn't mean she's afraid to get on his nerves though XDD She loves to mess with him, knowing that he's not allowed to hurt her.🤪

And lastly, its interesting to hear about the Vehicons getting some more originality! :00 My favorite out of those 3 would have to be the red one :}}

AWE! Thank you so much!! :DD I'm honored!! :}}}

@unicornfpotatoesdir

Nah, he's always gonna be littol! XDD And thank you!! :}}

@milk-powrit

My first instinct was no.. since Jangles is like 2.5-3 feet tall and I always imagined sans to be 4.5-5 feet tall. But google says sans 2 feet tall??? XDD If we're going by Googles standards then yeah Jangles is taller- but my heart dont want to believe he's that short 🤣💀

As for the 20k post, Jangles wasn't holding anything other than Gerald.. so I assume you meant this post..? <:0 If so, its a granola bar! Its been most if my diet recently so I imagine I had a few extra lying around for Jangles <XDD

@snailfen

So far I really like it!! :DD Better than Sword and Shield imo that's for sure <XDD

I do not. <:/ But you can find all my Pokémon stuff under #pokemon scarlet and violet or #pokemon in my blogs search bar! <:D

@lathan-chillyfilm

Funky lookin guy, I like him! XDD

@tallchest13-blog

*Cici tugs at my arm

"......so you gonna drink that-" XDD Thank you!

Thank you so much!! :DD I've got my hopes back up recently, hoping I'm over all this soon! :}} 🤞🤞

@yourstrulylightstar283

Awe, thank you!! :}}}

Oh yeah, after the wars all said and done? I'm sure he's pull back on that extreme and get some repairs done 🥺

@mimiocto

You know to be honest, Grim is very dangerous becuase his brother is a Sylveon. XDD If I remember correctly, V is higher level than Grim in the game. Dragon types better watch out! XDD

Oh hey! I've seen that guy around! I used to think he was Shockwave <XDD And he appears to be an Autobot?? With how Chaotic he is in fanart I thought he was a Decepticon-💀

But anyways- yes! With the fanart I've seen of him, I think him and Bash would be great friends XDD

@artblock200322022

Thank you! I'm glad you liked those comics! :DD

Though at the moment, I don't have plans to jump back into that fandom anytime soon. <:/ I've have some uncomfortable experiences with the Octonauts fandom recently so I'm taking a bit of a break for now-

@bee-the-inevitable-death

I don't see a reason to go through the effort to maintain an account on another website. <:0 I have all my inside jokes, my follower celebrations and all my followers right here in one place! Its much nicer :}

Awe! Thank you so much!! :DDD I'm glad :}}}}

@pink088

Nah its fiiiiine dw! As long as I have the bandages on the blood will stay in my hands surly :}} but thank you for the tea! :D

(Referencing this post)

XDD Are we sure it wasn't [M]ango?

Daaannngg.... Homestuck is way bigger than I thought-

@snailshard

That looks beautiful!! :DD And thank you! :}}

[straylightdream]

maybe I wanna be yours

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐭: bang chan x f.reader

↳ “If you keep pacing you’re going to burn a hole in the title,” Minho said standing in the doorway.

Stopping in your tracks you looked up at Minho with wide eyes, “is it too late to cancel?”

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: roommates au, blind date, friends to lovers

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𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: a lot of body insecurities, unprotected sex (reader is in birth control), oral (fem rec), fingering (fem rec), rougher more passionate sex, Chan is crushing hard and is quite whipped for reader.

Pacing back and forth in your apartment you share with Minho, Jisung and Chan your mind was racing; you were supposed to be leaving for your date soon. Your pacing led to you constantly smoothing your dress fearing it was going to wrinkle. You couldn’t believe you had actually agreed to go on this blind date. Minho had convinced you that he had the perfect guy for. You knew deep down inside you should have told him no you didn’t want to go on a blind date. You weren't really a person who went on dates at all let alone a blind date. You found yourself to be awkward, and you always assumed that’s how other people saw you as well. It also didn’t help that you struggled with being insecure when it came to your body and were always afraid your body would turn people off from wanting to be with you. From a young age you were strong with being insecure and had always tried your hardest to be confident. You had recently started to grow more comfortable in your own skin, but you still didn’t find yourself super desirable. 

Another reason you didn’t exactly date was because the only relationship you had ever been in didn’t end well. Your college boyfriend broke your heart and didn’t help your self esteem at all. You couldn't really risk getting hurt or even risk suffering through a relationship that didn’t make you happy. You knew deep down inside you shouldn’t over think things because what if this guy was amazing and charming, and made you super happy. Minho and you had been friends since college and you knew he would never set you up with anyone who would hurt you. Minho has always looked out for you and your best interest since you met. 

You just couldn’t help but stress and over think everything. You were the type of person that always stressed about everything, even if there was no reason to stress. 

Your pacing continued as you walked across the kitchen to the mirror against the hallway wall looking at your dress fearing that maybe your dress was too tight and didn’t flatter your shape. You wondered if you should go and change, you had a pair of black pants that you thought made your legs look nice. The longer you stood there waiting the more you seemed to worry. 

“If you keep pacing you’re going to burn a hole in the title,” Minho said standing in the doorway.

Stopping in your tracks you looked up at Minho with wide eyes, “is it too late to cancel?” Your heart was racing as your stomachs felt like it was twisting in knots. 

Nodding his head, he said, “yes it's way too late to cancel.”

A heavy sigh passed your lips, “I can’t do this.” You started pacing again. Your mind continued to race trying to figure out how you could talk Minho into letting you cancel this blind. Because you should have never agreed to going on this. You hated the idea of not knowing who you were going to meet. You hated all the unknown possibilities. 

“You can do this, you guys will get along great,” Minho said walking towards the kitchen island.

“Like what if he’s a crazy person and tries to kidnap me?” You said, causing Minho to laugh. He rolls his eyes and shakes his head. 

“That’s not going to happen.”

“How well do you know this guy?” You asked you want to know more about this mystery man he set you up with. 

“I know him really well, we’re pretty close.”

“I don’t have a lot of dating experience,” you said quickly, stuttering over your words.

“He doesn’t have much either,” he leaned against the counter smiling. “I think you two will get along great.”

Your pacing stopped in front of Minho, and you quickly stated your number one fear, “what if when he sees me he doesn’t like what he sees.”

Reaching out Minho rested his hand on your shoulder and looked right at you, “I promise you he’ll like what he sees, you’re a great girl and you’re beautiful. You guys will get along great.”

“You can’t make that promise,” you said, pulling away from him quickly.

“I’ll be back,” Minho turned on his heels and quickly walked out of the kitchen.

Leaning against the kitchen counter you started messing with your hair that you had spent way too much time on. You continue messing with your hair and looking down at the floor. Someone walked in and cleared their throat causing you to look up.

You found Chan in front of you smiling. You couldn’t help but admire how nice he looked wearing a sweater and a pair of nice jeans. Your eyes moved up and were met by his warm ones staring at you. Chan has always been so handsome and the sight of him in front of you is enough to give you butterflies. You can’t help but have a crush on him. You have since Jisung introduced you all those years ago. 

“So why are you burning a hole in the kitchen tile?” he asked, causing you to smile.

“I’m extremely nervous,” you said quickly.

“What are you nervous about?” he walked over and leaned against the island across from you.

“So, I have this blind date, that for some reason Minho thought was a smart idea to set me up on, and honestly I regret agreeing to, I don’t know how to do this,” you can’t help but start rambling on. 

“Why do you want to cancel?” he asked, tilting his head to the side.

“Because what if when he sees me he doesn’t like what he sees?” You said, sounding as if you were almost on the verge of tears.

Stepping towards you he slowly reached up, taking your chin in his hand, tiling your head up so you were looking right into his eyes, “believe me I like what I see.”

Your eyes went wide at his statement and pulled away from him, “what?” You can’t help but blink attempting to figure out if he’s messing with you or if he’s saying that attempting to get you to relax. 

He gave you one of those signature smiles where his dimples show, “well you see I also had a blind date tonight and Minho informed me that you were my blind date, and he sent me in here to give you a pep talk. He mentioned he was worried we wouldn’t get a security deposit back if there is a hole in our kitchen.” Your mind is reeling attempting to process the fact that Chan is the man you are supposed to go on a date with. You’ve had a crush on him since you met and possibly the only person who knew about your crush is Minho. You take a deep breath realizing that Minho's little plan was working out just how he wanted it to. 

“Are you sure you want to go on a date with me?” You asked, fearing that he might be disappointed learning your his blind date. You were a little afraid he might say he doesn’t want to go on a date with you. Maybe after finding out it was you he would want to cancel the date.

“Yes, I would love to go on a date with you,” he reached down and laced his fingers with yours. “I already thought you were funny and beautiful so I would love to go on a date with you.”

“Oh,” you were caught off guard by his statement. Bang Chan was way out of your league. You were very confused on why he would want to go on a date with you or all people.

“So, it’s not exactly a blind date anymore, but would you like to go on a normal date with me?” he asked with a smile.

“Um,” you stuttered. This whole situation had you feeling super nervous. 

“You can say no if you want, I’ll completely understand,” he said, letting go of your hand and taking a step back. He seems just as nervous as you suddenly. 

“Yes, I’ll go on a date with you,” you said, stepping completely out of your comfort zone. Reaching down you laced your fingers with Chan’s again. “What did you have planned for this date?” In the whole time you have known Chan you realize you’ve never seen him go on a date. What would he have planned for your date? Had he fully made plans for the evening?

“I was thinking maybe we could grab dinner and then maybe go for a walk together and look at the stars,” he said nervously. “You know I haven’t gone on many dates, and I wasn’t exactly sure what we should do.” His statement caused you both to let out a little laugh at how nervous you were.

“That sounds like a great date.”

—

Dinner was really nice. You went to Chan’s favorite Italian place in the city. It wasn’t anything fancy but it felt as if it was home. You walked hand in hand through a park that wasn’t too far from your shared apartment. You walked towards a panic table that was next to a huge tree. Walking over you sat down on top of the table as Chan stood across from you. He stared at you smiling. He couldn't lie to himself, he felt like he owed Minho an apology from when he told him to stop trying to find him to date. If Minho had actually listened to him he probably would have never got the courage to ask you out. Chan seemed to be just as nervous as you when it came to dating. 

“I love just staring at the stars,” you said looking up at the stars. You were far enough from the city that you could see the beautiful night sky clearly. “When I was younger I always wanted to be an astronomer, the stars have always been so fascinating to me.”

Sitting down on the table next to you he looked over and said, “when I was younger I always wanted to be a songwriter. I have so many tracks on my laptop that I have written and produced before I graduated college. It was always a dream of mine to work in the industry.”

You looked over at him and smiled. What he was telling her was something you had never known about him. You had never really heard much about his life before he moved in with Minho and Jisung, other than the only person he really had was Jisung. “Do you still write songs?” You asked.

He nodded his head smiling, “Whenever I get a chance I do.”

“Can I maybe hear some of your songs sometimes?” You weren't sure if you were overstepping your bounds, because maybe his music was personal to him. You’ve never heard Minho or Jisung mention his music before. 

“Of course,” he smiled, reaching over and lacing his fingers with yours again.

“Chan, I don’t really date per say, but I think it's safe to say this has been a really good date,” you said with a huge smile.

Looking over at you he smiled and tilted his head to the side looking right into your eyes, “I’m trying to be a gentleman here, but can I kiss you?” he asked.

Your heart raced at his question. You couldn’t lie everything about Chan gave you butterflies in the best way possible. He was the definition of handsome, and he was built like a God. The thought of him kissing you made you feel like butterflies were dancing around in your stomach.

Slowly you nodded your head not even aware if you could actually say words in that moment. He reached up and rested his strong hand on your cheek tilting your head towards him. Gently he pressed his lips to yours for a soft kiss. You felt sparks as your lips moved together. Pulling away you both had goofy smiles playing across your lips.

“We should probably head back to the apartment,” he whispered.

“Sounds good,” you said as you got up from the table holding hands.

—

As you arrived back at the apartment where you both lived you stood in the kitchen staring at each other. You both knew you needed to say goodnight and go your own ways, but neither of you could bring yourself to say goodnight. The date had gone so perfectly you weren’t ready for the night to be over yet.

“Are you glad you didn’t have Minho cancel your blind date?” he asked as you stood in the same spot you had been standing when he found you before your date.

You smiled and nodded, “I’m glad Minho sent you in to calm me down.”

“I think this is where I’m supposed to walk you to your room and say goodnight,” he said walking towards you closing the small distance that seemed to be separating you. Your night with Chan was really nice and you can’t help but be sad it’s coming to a close. 

“Okay,” you said, taking his hand.

He led you down the hall to where your room was located. Leaning against your bedroom door you stared at Chan trying to figure out how you should ask him to come inside. You had never done this before but this date was special, and you didn’t want it to end as just a kiss goodnight. You wanted to know what it would be like to have more with someone like your roommate. The beautiful boy with dimples who always seems to make you smile. 

“I’m going to kiss you again,” he said leaning in and pressing his lips to yours for another kiss. This kiss wasn’t like the first one. This one was filled with more lust, he glided his tongue along your bottom lips asking for you to open your mouth for him. Your tongues moved against each other as your lips danced. His strong hands rested on your soft hips pulling you closer to him. You couldn’t help but moan into the kiss. Pulling your lips away from him you bit your bottom lip for a moment.

“Did you want to come inside?” You asked softly, attempting to be bold. 

“I should say no. I should really try to be a gentleman and leave this night with just a kiss,” he pauses, taking a deep breath. “But I really don’t want to leave this night with just a kiss,” he said, causing you to smile.

“I don’t want you to say no,” you whispered.

“Will you go on another date with me?” he asked.

With a smile on your face you nodded your head quickly, “yes I would love to.” Butterflies flutter in your stomach at the thought that your roommate you have a crush on likes you back. 

“Are you sure you want me to come in?” He suddenly seems shy and sounds like he might be worried you could change your mind. Little does he know you've had dreams at night about sharing a bed with him. 

You smile leaning forward and pressing your lips to his for a quick kiss. “Of course I want you to come in.”

“I promise I’m not expecting anything,” he said, trying to let you know he didn’t have any motives. 

“I know you’re not, but I want to do this,” you whispered, reaching down to lace your fingers with his. As you opened your bedroom door you led him inside. You clicked on the bedroom light, and walked over towards your bed. “I need you to know I never do this, and I’m not exactly comfortable in my own skin at the moment. I’m trying to be confident, but I want you to know I’m not a small girl and I have stretch marks and curves where not every other girl does,” you said with butterflies in your stomach. You're trying to remain confident as you speak to him. 

Reaching up he rested his hand gently on your cheek and said, “you don’t understand how beautiful I think you are.”

“Thank you,” you whispered as you stepped away from him. You stepped out of your flats and then slowly you turned around and looked over you shoulder at him signaling for him to help you with the zipper on your dress. Silently he reached up and slid the zipper down your spine. As it reached the bottom you turned so you were facing him again. Slowly he reached up and moved the straps of your dress off your shoulders so it fell on the floor at your feet. Standing there in front of him in nothing but your bra and panties you stared at him feeling oddly brave and confident all the sudden. You know Chan isn’t some jerk who is attempting to lead you on. He’s not like the college boys who you have dealt with in the past who had no issue sleeping with you and then treating you like you were some dirty secret. From the moment you met Chan you knew he was a kind hearted boy. He’s a giver in every sense of the word and he always tries to protect the people he cares about. You remember when you first start living with him and the boys and you came home after an awful date and he noticed right away you were upset. He stayed up late watching Howl’s Moving Castle with you. He told you that night he hates seeing you sad, and he never wanted to see you cry or be hurt over a guy who didn’t know a good thing when they saw it. He’s always there to pick up the pieces and cheer you up when you're sad. 

Reaching over you grabbed the hem of Chan’s sweater signaling for him to remove it. He pulled off his signature black sweater he always wears when it’s chilly. Kicking his shoes off he looked at you smiling before unbuttoning his pants and sliding them off. He reached down and removed his socks so he was standing in front of you in nothing but his boxers. Biting his bottom lip, he watched you for a moment as your eyes traveled up and down his toned body. His beautiful golden skin is on full display. This isn’t the first time you’re seeing him practically naked. Chan is always walking around the apartment practically naked. Minho constantly roasted him for his lack of clothing. He’s mostly shirtless walking around in workout shorts but more than a handful of times you’ve seen him walking around in just his boxer briefs. 

“I’ve seen you practically naked more times than I can count but this feels so different,” you say, reaching out and lightly touching his abs. He nodded as he watched you continuing to stare at his toned body. “You’re so beautiful,” you whispered. You hadn’t planned on saying out loud, but you wanted Chan to know what you thought about him. This was no time to be shy about how you were feeling. 

Leaning forward he slowly pressed his lips to yours again. Reaching between you he unhooked your bra and pushed the straps down your shoulders. Pulling his lips away he whispered, “you are so beautiful.”

You stood there topless in front of him as he dropped down on his knees and slowly slid your panties down your thighs. Staring up at you he pressed gentle kisses across your soft stomach. Biting your bottom lip, you watched as his lips slowly moved lower towards your most sensitive area. Slowly he moved his tongue across your slit causing you to let out a moan at the feeling of his tongue against your skin. He slowly moved his fingers across your entrance as his tongue moved against her clit. You closed your eyes and moaned. He slid a finger inside you and started pumping them at a leisurely pace. After a few pumps he added another finger into the mix. Curling his fingers slightly he hit the right place. After a couple of pumps he pushed you over the edge. Moaning his name, you came panting. A warm wave washed over you as you rode out your high. 

Removing his fingers from your core he reached up and placed his fingers in his mouth licking them clean, “you taste amazing.”

“That was amazing,” you panted, causing him to laugh. You don’t know the last time someone made you come that quickly. 

“Why don’t you lay back on the bed?” he asked as he reached down and removed his boxers.

You didn’t say anything, you just crawled onto the bed and laid down. Your eyes stayed locked on him as he gave his hard erection a few pumps. He crawled across the bed and hovered over you. 

“Are you on birth control? Do I need to get a condom from my room?”

“I’m on the pill and I’m clean and I trust you.”

A smile spreads across his lips. “I’m clean too. I got tested with Changbin a few weeks ago.”

Connecting his lips to yours as he reached between you and lined himself up with your entrance.

“Ready?” he asked.

“Yeah,” you nod. If he was able to make you fall apart that quickly with his mouth and fingers you can’t wait to see what comes next. 

Slowly he slid inside of you. A gasp passes your lips at the feeling of his length entering you you couldn’t help but moan. He was large but he felt amazing as he stretched you in the best way possible. Reaching up you ran her fingers across his tone back holding onto him as he moved at a leisurely pace thrusting in and out of you. Closing your eyes, you enjoyed the feeling he was giving you. His lips were leaving a trail of wet kisses up the column of your neck. Your hungry hands roamed his back wanting to touch every inch of his golden skin. 

“Eyes on me baby girl,” he rasped, grabbing your attention.

Your eyes opened wide as they locked onto his dark ones. You couldn’t help but moan and he continued to thrust into you over and over again. Swinging your leg over his hip, your leg rests right above his tone butt. His pace started picking up more as you started to moan more and more with each thrust. You prayed Minho and Jisung weren’t home so they wouldn’t hear you moaning Chan’s name like a prayer. 

“You feel amazing,” he groaned. He was getting closer to the edge and hoped you were getting there as well. “Are you close?” he asked, trying to hold his composure. 

“Yeah,” you moaned.

He roughly connected his lips to your as he started to pick up the pace more. His slapping into yours at a brutal pace. Your fingers started to claw at his back as you got closer to the edge. With a few practically hard thrust he pushed you over the edge, pulling your lips away from his you couldn’t help but moan his name. He got a few more thrust in and hit his own high. He held himself up in his arms for a moment and stared at you as you were a panting mess below him. Reaching down he pressed a soft kiss against your lips before rolling onto his side next to you.

“That was amazing,” you sigh, still trying to come down from that last intense orgasm. 

“Yeah it was,” he smiled looking over at you.

“That was the best blind date ever,” you said with a little laugh.

“Remind me to thank Minho,” he said, reaching over and lacing his fingers with yours again.

“Yeah I think we owe him big time,” you laughed.

[pascaloverx]

Hit The Road

Epilogue (M)

previous chapter

Summary: You are a hunter of supernatural beings who is forced to experience a new reality: being a vampire. The only thing stronger than your thirst for blood is your thirst for revenge.

Author's note: Hello dear readers, did you miss me? I decided to write this extra chapter to complement the end of the fanfic. I hope those who read it will enjoy and comment. Thank you for your attention. This chapter contains adult content. Minors should not interact with or read this story.

Being human again has been a challenge. Especially considering that you are romantically involved with two vampires who are brothers. Your hunting days are over and you've got a job as waitress at Mystic Grill. But recently there was a vampire attack near Mystic Falls. You don't like to admit it but you're suspecting it was Damon.

"I'm not going to interfere in your relationship with my brother. It's weird enough with the two of us sharing you. If I start questioning him, he'll get pissed." Stefan says while he's getting ready to leave. He and Caroline are taking her daughters for a trip.

"You're a coward. Let me go talk to your brother while you go on a romantic trip with your ex and her cute daughters." You say pretending to be uncomfortable, Stefan kisses your mouth in the next second.

"I thought there was no jealousy in our relationship." Stefan kisses every corner of your face, finally kissing your neck gently. You smile as if you've let go of your jealousy.

"I actually don't care if you still love Caroline or Elena. I just thought that one of the bonuses of you being with me would be to have your companionship in moments like when I'm going to accuse your brother of having once again brutally attacked people." You say, sighing as if you already knew how tense it was going to be to have this conversation. Stefan kisses you again, but this time it's an apologetic kiss.

"I'm sure you'll know how to deal with your other boyfriend. And don't forget that I love you." Stefan gives you one last kiss on the lips and leaves with his small suitcase of clothes. The best thing about the relationship you've built with the Salvatore brothers is that you don't mind having a lot of distrust. If Stefan gets involved with Caroline on this trip, he'll probably be honest about it and that's okay. After all, it wouldn't be fair for you to date both of them and for them to only have you. You make your way to Damon's room very cautiously, thinking about the right way to ask if he's back to attacking people.

"If you came here to accuse me of something, you better leave." Damon says as he come out of his bathroom and appears to be looking for something to put on. His bath towel is wrapped around his waist and he is slightly wet.

"You know I just need to make sure..." You're about to finish speaking but suddenly, Damon is in front of you. Vampires' faster speed is crazy. He's staring at you like he's angry.

"Are you here to make sure I didn't kill anyone? I wonder if you questioned Stefan about that too. I highly doubt you suspected anyone other than me. Is this what I get from being with you?" He questions you and you almost feel ashamed. Maybe you should trust him more.

"Assure me it wasn't you, and I'll be sorry I suspected you. No relationship can be filled with trust, Damon. And with our past, I thought that you could be involved in this attack." You say feeling your heart beat faster due to the proximity to Damon.

"So you can confirm with Elena. I was with her every night while these people were attacked. Is there anything else?" Damon speaks in a way that you know he wants to hurt you. He didn't tell you he was seeing Elena again.

"Why do you insist on making everything seem worse? I'm your girlfriend, I would obviously care about you to the point of wanting to know if you killed people. But if you think I will regret questioning you for finding out that you were with Elena, you are wrong. I'm actually glad that instead of killing someone, you were just fucking your ex." You respond a little angry but seriously. Damon smirks at you. But you only turn around, ready to leave the room.

"I wasn't with her like that. But it's nice to see you jealous." Damon says while holding his hand so you wouldn't leave his room.

"You do this on purpose, right? You try to get me off my feet for fun." You question while still holding Damon's hand. Your eyes meet.

"I want you to understand that if I'm going to attack people, you're going to know. If I'm sleeping with my ex, you're going to know too. Because I committed to being honest with you. In fact I have been nothing but committed to you." Damon responds and you feel guilty. Maybe you should have more confidence in him. You take a step towards Damon, holding his face close to yours. You kiss him softly, almost like a kiss to make up.

"I know you're committed to me, I want you to know I appreciate that." You say as soon as you break the kiss. Damon smiles slightly and then gives you another kiss. This time a thirstier kiss. You barely even feel it when he starts to take off your clothes. When you notice between passionate kisses, you're just in your underwear. Damon holds you steady so you can climb into his lap as he leans you against the wall. His hands touch your breasts with some force, which makes you moan.

"I hate fighting with you but I love sex to make up." Damon says while taking off your panties, soon after letting his towel fall to the floor. His dick enters you right away, making you scratch at Damon when you feel him thrust into you so abruptly. You kiss him, nibbling his lip as if trying to tease him. He enters and exits you with precision but delicacy at the same time. You throw your body against him trying to feel him a little more inside you. He holds your ass and squeezes it while he puts his dick in you. Your moans fill the room as he bites your neck, You feel him take some of your blood but it makes you even more excited. You start bouncing on Damon's cock, while moaning every time he enters your pussy. When you feel like you're going to cum, you pull Damon's hair back hard. He seems to love it. As some of your blood drips from his mouth, he also seems to be getting close to cumming.

"I love you." You say as you increase the times you sit on Damon. You pull him close to kiss him and he pushes you further against the wall. Your legs are already weak around his waist. He thrusts into you while using his hands to caress your legs and drink some more of your blood.

" Love you too." Damon says as he thrusts even harder into you. You feel your pussy all wet around Damon's cock. After a couple more thrusts from Damon, you cum. He cums a little later as he slows down his thrusts. You melt into Damon's arms who, after pulling out of you, carries you to the bathroom for a second round in his bathtub.

END

[soobie-boobie]

my pretty boy - c.s.b.

- written by padfoot ♡ (3.6k words)

warnings: subvirgin!soobin x dom!reader, slight fluff, reader is afab, handjob, brief mentions of hentai, soobin is titty drunk, praising, unprotected sex (practice safe sex ya'll), reader lowkey had corruption kink, unestablished relationship, college au

synopsis: soobin, the shy, quiet, anime kid who never seems to make an impression suddenly catches his crush Y/n, the popular girl's attention.

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Choi Soobin, infamous for being the shy, quiet, anime kid at the back of the classroom who's always observing instead of speaking, and something he has observed quite a lot recently is Y/ln Y/n.

He would be lying if he said he didn't find Y/n pretty, I mean who wouldn't find her attractive? Anyone with eyes would know that Y/ln Y/n was very beautiful, hence her being one of the most popular girls in uni.

Every guy wanted her, but only a few she actually found worthy of her time. She typically went for guys like Kang Taehyun and nothing less.

Kang Taehyun was your typical college jock who was extremely attractive and popular amongst all the college girls. He could get anyone he wanted and he chose to go for Y/n.

Great. He chose to go for Soobin's crush since his freshman year of high school, just splendid.

He was convinced he had absolutely no chance to be with Y/n with guys like Taehyun as his competition. He knew he lacked compared to him and he had learned to accept it, but that doesn't mean it hurt any less.

There he was, sitting in his usual spot all the way in the back of the class, seeing the same scene unfold in front of him for the hundredth time by now, Taehyun whispering something in your ear that makes you erupt in a fit of giggles. Soobin rolled his eyes in annoyance and went back to typing in his computer, silently hoping that one day that could be him making you laugh.

What Soobin didn't know was how badly you also wanted him. How you wanted to see his pretty fucked out face, and him begging you to touch him. His eyes glisten with desire and pure lust as you proceed to ruin him, oh how it drove you crazy to think of him like that. His sensitive body squirming under your touch, you were absolutely down bad for Choi Soobin and he was down bad for you.

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(time skip: next day)

You were making your way to class as usual, but this time, you were 20 minutes early, determined to finally mutter a word to the awkward cutie whose place belonged at the back of the room.

Just as you expected, there he was, sitting at the very back looking very interested in something on his laptop. You made your way to the seat next to him, sitting down quietly. At first, he didn't notice your presence in the empty classroom with his eyes too busy glued to the computer screen. You weren't happy with the way this was going so you took matters into your own hands and leaned closer to Soobin's body.

"Hey, what are you watching?" You asked, startling the boy. He turned to look at the person responsible for startling him like that and he was met with the most unexpected, yet beautiful surprise ever, you.

It took him a second to come up with an answer having you right in front of him. You made it difficult for him to concentrate when his eyes wanted so desperately to look down at your low-cut shirt, which was revealing the sexiest cleavage he has ever seen.

"Uh- nothing... just a new anime I started watching," said Soobin, shyly looking away from your prominent gaze. You scooted your desk closer to his, making Soobin feel even more shy now that you were so close to him.

"Oh cool! Can I see?" You asked with a sweet smile causing Soobin's heart to melt on the spot. He nodded and nervously fumbled with the computer, accidentally scrolling to another window with a video of what seemed to be hentai.

The male character had his dick positioned in between the girl's massive boobs, thrusting into them with force while the girl kitten licks the guy's tip.

Soobin felt his heart fly out of his ass at what just happened, he quickly closed his computer shut and prayed to the lord you somehow miraculously didn't see. Unfortunately for him, you saw everything.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry!" he said, with cheeks burning red.

“Hey! It’s ok, it’s totally normal! Trust me I’ve seen worse.” You said, trying to ease the poor boy's embarrassment.

Sadly it wasn’t working as Soobin had never wanted more than to die at that very moment.

This wasn’t the way his first conversation with his crush was supposed to go! Fuck why did he have to ruin everything like always?!

You found it cute how he got so shy so easily, but you kind of wished he at least looked at you once. 

You smiled, fond of the boy’s adorable timidity, and reached your hand up to cup his soft face, placing your fingers under his chin and gently turning him to face you. Soobin felt his heart race at the feeling of your touch on his skin, immediately feeling the skin of his cheeks burning. 

“Hey, look at me. It’s fine, I’m not weirded out or anything, actually… It was kind of hot,” You admitted, letting go of his face and sitting back on your chair with a cheeky grin. Soobin’s eyes widened and his pretty pink lips parted in bewilderment. Did you really just say that?! What did that even mean?! Questions bombarded Soobin’s brain as you both held eye contact for far too long.

“Hey, Y/n! There you are! I was looking everywhere for you! What are you doing here so early?” asked none other than Soobin’s incredibly attractive roommate, Kang Taehyun. You tore your eyes away from the boy’s gaze to face Taehyun, which made Soobin feel immediate jealousy flood his body.

“Oh hey, Tae! Nothing, I just had some free time and decided to get here earlier than usual,” you replied. Soobin felt himself cringe at the pet name that came out of your mouth, envious of the boy in front of him.

You reached over to grab your bag and leave to go sit at your usual desk on the other side of the classroom, you briefly turned back over your shoulder at the cute boy sending him a subtle quick wink, making his stomach erupt in nervous butterflies. He quickly looked down at his shoes, feeling his cheeks heat up instantly. 

Oh, how you had him in a chokehold.

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Soobin stepped out of the shower, shaking some of the droplets of water out of his freshly clean black hair that almost covered his eyes completely. He took his time putting on his clothing, starting with his lower body and working his way up to his upper body.

He opened the bathroom door and was met with the surprise that his roommate had left, causing Soobin to have all the dorm to himself. He excitedly prepared his laptop and got himself comfortable to continue watching the anime he had started a few days ago.

Just as he got comfortable, he heard a soft knock coming from his dorm door. He groaned, not wanting to get up to open the door for his roommate who probably locked himself out again. He slowly got up and made his way to the door, reaching out for the knob to twist it open.

“Taehyun, I told you the key is under the ma-” 

Soobin words were caught in his throat as his eyes met with your beautiful ones, what were you doing here? You were standing there smiling up at him looking beautiful as always, he could only wonder why you came to his dorm, maybe you came to see him?

“Oh- Hey! Is Taehyun here?” you asked sweetly. Soobin felt his heart shatter with your question. Of course, you were here to see his stupidly attractive roommate who happened to also be into you. Why would you ever come to visit him, that’s dumb.

“Uh- no. He’s probably at the gym or something,” Soobin replied sadly, looking down towards his feet. Your smile widened, earning a confused stare from Soobin.

“Good,” You simply said before grabbing the boy by his shirt and placing a light kiss on his lips. It took a while for Soobin to fully comprehend what happened, but when he did his cheeks flushed a bright pink shade, popping out more due to his pale skin. You grinned sweetly up at him before turning around to make your way back to your dorm.

Soobin refused to let you go. He refused to let you vanish into a faint useless memory of you, he couldn’t just let the love of this life leave like that. This was his moment to prove to you that he can be everything you wanted, that he is completely yours.

“Wait!” pleaded Soobin, gripping your arm to hold you back. “Stay… please,” he breathed out, barely above a whisper. Hearing his words made your heart clench inside your chest, “I won’t go, not until you tell me to” you replied, cupping his soft cheek delicately. Soobin closed his eyes, trying to remember this moment forever. Part of him couldn’t believe this could be true, you standing here telling him these beautiful words, it was all too overwhelmingly precious to him. He had dreamed and hoped for you to notice him one day, and it seems like someone heard his desperate pleas, and he will forever be thankful.

You admired the boy in front of you, his porcelain white skin, his pretty heart-shaped lips that had a natural pink flush to them, his shiny brown eyes that could most likely hold the whole galaxy in them, his soft black locks, and that smile... oh how you loved his smile. Everything about him was so fucking perfect to you. 

You loved him.

You knew you did.

Your heart called for him and if you have learned anything from anyone it's to always follow your heart and right now… you’re heart leads you to Choi Soobin. You always knew he was the one for you ever since you first saw him in your first-year chemistry class during high school, you were enthralled by the boy's natural beauty and shy nature that led you to have a massive crush on him.

While looking into his eyes you were determined to make him yours for the night, and hopefully, if you played your cards correctly, maybe even forever. The mere thought of that had you already very excited.

"Y/n" whispered Soobin in a breathy voice.

Oh, how your name sounded so pretty coming from his perfect pouty lips. It was something you just wanted to listen to over and over again like a cd on a broken radio.

"Yes, Soobin?" you replied in the same faint whisper, stroking his soft cheek gently while looking him in the eyes.

"Kiss me," he answered desperately, his shiny eyes glistening with desire as he breathed out those two short words that made your knees weak at the mere thought of kissing his plush pink lips.

You wasted no time giving him what he wanted as you softly touched his lips, connecting you once again. You placed Soobin's arms around your waist as you went up to messily tangle your hands in his soft black locks. The feeling of his soft lips combined with the taste of him quickly became addicting, like tasting a drug you knew was highly intoxicating.

The kiss was soft and sweet at first but escalated into a passionate and fiery make-out as Soobin pulled you into his dorm room, shutting the door with his foot. He moved you towards his bed, setting you down in a position where you were straddling him. Before this could escalate any further you parted your lips from his, making Soobin whine.

"Are you sure you want this?" you asked the boy, knowing he was still a virgin.

Soobin frantically nodded his head, but that didn't cut it for you. You needed to hear him say it.

"Soobin, I need you to use your words, love," you whispered into his ear, sending a shiver down his spine and making the blood rush straight to his growing arousal.

"Fuck, I do. Please y/n, I want you to fuck me," Soobin whined back, desperately wanting you to be the one who ruins him completely.

Hearing him whimper and beg you to fuck him felt surreal to you. He looked so pretty when he was desperate for your touch, and you can tell it won't take you long until you came undone for him.

You wrapped your arms around Soobin's shoulders, pulling him into a sloppy, hot kiss. You directed your kisses down his jawline and neck, sucking softly on his silky skin. Soobin gasped at the feeling of your warm lips on his sensitive skin, making him throw his head back when you started sucking reddish marks on his neck. Something about being marked by you drove Soobin crazy, the idea of waking up tomorrow to your love bites sprinkled across his neck made him really hard for you.

It turned you on how sensitive Soobin was to your touch, squirming and whimpering at every movement you made. You made sure your movements were skillfully thought of, wanting his first time to go perfectly.

“Tell me what you want me to do, love,” you asked, slightly gliding your tongue from his neck, up until his ear, earning a soft moan from him.

“I want you to touch me please… it hurts too much,” replied Soobin with his eyes closed and breathing uneasily. You thought he couldn’t look better pouting his pretty lips as he begs to be touched. You contained yourself from wanting to tease him more, remembering that you’re his first ever experience.

It gave you a sense of pride knowing that he chose you to be the one to ruin his innocence, it made your ego skyrocket as no one else has ever had the chance to see precious little Soobin in this state but you, and you were determined to keep it that way no matter what.

“As you wish, pretty boy. If anything makes you uncomfortable, please tell me m’kay?” You asked in a sultry manner, reassuring him that it’s okay to speak up if anything makes him feel uncomfortable.

“M’kay” answered Soobin, wearing a faint smile that made your heart melt into a puddle. You reciprocated his smile, and went back to nibbling gently on his neck and jaw. You slowly trailed your hand from his shoulders, down to his lower abdomen, then finally to the place where he needed it the most.

Soobin’s breath hitched in his throat, god he was so sensitive. You started moving you’re hand slowly against his clothed crotch, causing Soobin to gasp and throw his head back with a soft groan that went directly to you’re dripping arousal.

“Oh fuck y/n! oh god it feels so good.” he moaned out euphorically, his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

As you continued going slowly, you felt Soobin’s hips start grinding against your hand, prompting you to go faster. Soobin was convinced he was in heaven by now, this was way better than anything his hand could every do.

You moved from kissing his neck to kissing his lips. The way he moaned and whimpered into your mouth had you sure you’d cum untouched at any moment. You felt his hips twitch and his breathing getting more and more uneasy. He became a whimpering mess, moaning your name over and over again in a high pitched tone.

“You’re doing so well for me, my pretty boy. Moaning my name so fucking pretty.” you praised, making him whine at your approval.

“Ah shit, y/n m’ close,” said Soobin, closing his eyes shut and his mouth gaping open as he felt his rapid orgasm approaching. You felt bad for doing so but you halted your movement on his crotch, making Soobin’s eyes snap open.

“Wha-?” he asked, trying to recover from the immense pleasure he just experienced.

You swiftly took your shirt and jeans off, leaving you in only your bra and underwear. Soobin’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets at the gorgeous sight before him.

"Trust me, this will feel much better," you replied confidently, making Soobin even more smitten by you.

In all the many fantasies he’s ever had about you, none of them even came close to giving you justice for what you really looked like.

You looked otherworldly.

He was convinced there was no one out there who looked sexier than the woman standing right in front of him.

Soobin undid his pajama pants and boxers and slid them off impatiently. He was far too excited to finally have his moment and spend it with none other than the love of his life.

You were taken aback by Soobin's actual size, contrasting with his shy, quiet self, his size said otherwise. He was so big, and you weren't gonna lie, it was pretty intimidating... but so hot.

He looked far more gorgeous than you ever imagined. His pale skin flushed in pretty pink splotches, his hair slightly messy, his slender softly-toned body, and his lips all red and swollen. He was the most beautiful man you had ever seen, and the best part was... he was all yours.

You slid off your underwear, tossing it away carelessly and going down to straddle him again. You could tell that Soobin was nervous, so you placed a sweet kiss on his forehead, smiling down into his eyes.

"Babe, relax for me." You said, gently stroking his cheek. Soobin smiled at your cute gesture and you could tell his nerves calmed down a bit.

"I'm gonna go down, okay?" You asked beforehand. He mumbled back a quiet "m'kay" before you placed your hands on his shoulders and slowly lowered your body, earning a loud gasp from Soobin.

"Oh my god, fuck!" He moaned out in a breathy voice while throwing his head back, making your knees weak.

Soobin felt in heaven, you were so wet and warm it made it very difficult for him to stand not cumming on the spot by simply just that.

When he thought it couldn't get better, you started moving up and down on his dick, making his eyes roll to the back of his head in pure ecstasy.

"Ah fuck y/n, god I love you so fucking much," He managed to whimper out before his mouth fell agape and his mind went fuzzy from the immense pleasure.

You moaned out in response, his words adding to your euphoric state. His dick hitting all the right spots, plus his beautiful whimpers made your body and mind feel on cloud nine.

"Fuck Soobin, you feel so good. You're doing so good for me," you moaned out, making the boy blush in embarrassment. He then reached a hand towards your back and easily undid your bra, sliding it off of you to then throw it somewhere carelessly in the room.

He grabbed one of your boobs and started fondling it while placing the other in his mouth, making circular motions with his tongue. You arched your back and threw your head back at the sensation. You looked down to see Soobin's shiny doe eyes staring up at you while nuzzling up in your breasts, making you let out a throaty groan. He looked way too pretty in between your tits, you wished he could stay like that forever.

One of your movements caused Soobin to audibly moan, sending vibrations to your tit which made you let out a cry of pleasure.

"Fuck y/n, I'm really close, holy shit," He whimpered out in a high-pitched tone. You felt his hips start to stutter and his whimpering got much louder, he threw his head back with eyes tightly shut, his mouth fell open and his breathing got more and more irregular.

Soobin felt his mind reach places he didn't even know were possible. the way you were fucking him made him feel like he was so close to heaven. This was exactly how wonderful he had imagined his first time to be, and he's glad he went through it all with you.

His mind started clouding up with the feeling of his intense orgasm, he felt his skin erupt in goosebumps and his whole body flood with immense pleasure.

You felt him cum inside you, filling you up completely just as you'd always fantasized about, making it trigger your own orgasm. You reached down to meet Soobin in a sloppy kiss while you came on him, causing Soobin to shudder.

After riding out both of your intense highs, you both collapsed on the bed, Soobin immediately engulfing you in a tight hug nuzzling his head on the crevice of your neck.

"I mean what I said y'know," whispered Soobin, lifting his head out of your neck and looking into your eyes adoringly, "That I love you." You smiled at the boy and ran your hand through his damp hair.

"I do too, my pretty boy," You replied, making Soobin blush madly at your cute pet name for him. "So, how was your first time?" You asked with a shit-eating grin.

"It was incredible, we need to do that more often," said Soobin with wide eyes and an innocent smile, making you fall in love with him all over again.

"I'm glad... and don't worry, I have a lot in store for you, love," You said with a cheeky wink.

"Can't wait!" replied Soobin, nuzzling himself back into your neck, leaving sweet little kisses on it.

"Goodnight my angel," was the last thing you whispered before you both fell into a deep slumber in each other's embrace.

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[writing0305]

Prompts.

Fluff.

“If you tell me what happened I can fix it. Whatever it is.”

2. "This cake reeks of resentment and bitterness." - "When we get to the party I'm going to need you to stop talking like that."

3. "Nothing could ever change how I feel for you."

4."I think I might love you."

5. "I can hear your heart beating, relax."

6. “Can… can I have a hug? Please?”

7. “Your mouth says you don’t like me but the way you stare at me tells me everything I need to know.” 

8. "I think this is the part where you're supposed to kiss me"

9. "You know, ever since I saw you that day, I haven't stop thinking about you."

10. "Everything would be a lot easier if you fucking sat still."

11. "Glad to see that you decided to show up." - "I knew you'd be bored without me here."

12. "This may not mean much to you, but I have your back."

13. "There isn't anything that I wouldn't do for you."

14. "You need to know that I have grown to care for you. Deeply."

15. "Your jacket smells like you." - "Is that a good thing?" - "It’s… It’s comforting."

16. "I trust you. More than anyone else."

17. "I would do anything to keep her safe."

18. "You put a blanket over me when I was sleeping? What are we, an old married couple?"

Angst.

"The only thing about you that never disappoints, is your ability to disappoint."

2. "You couldn't live with your own failure, and where did that bring you? Yeah, right back to me."

3. “Holy shit… that’s a lot of blood...”

4. “Are you okay? does anything hurt? who did this to you?!”

5. "I don't want to see you!" "You can't be serious."

6. "You don't answer my texts or calls, how could I not be suspicious?" "No, you just don't trust me enough!"

7. “Who was that?”

8. “Just a friend, huh?”

9. “You two are so close, it’s adorable.”

10. "You are a brick tied to me that's dragging me down"

11. “Please, tell me this isn't your blood.”

12. “You were never going to tell me, were you?”

13. "I get everything I want"

14. "Get the fuck away from me."

15. "I don't know why I am upset about this so much. I never even liked him!"

16. "You know what's the saddest part? There was a time that I would've forgiven you if you just showed a little remorse. No more, though. I'm no longer a fool."

17. “Don’t you dare touch me.”

18. "... who did this to you?"

19. "...who's this?"

20. "What. the. fuck. is going on in here?"

21. "I need answers and I need them now."

22. "So, what's going on between you and [name] recently? You guys seem to have gotten close all of a sudden."

23. "Why are you so worked up?" "Because they wouldn't stop fucking staring at you like they wanted to eat you."

24. “I can’t leave you alone for one second without you hurting yourself, can I?” - “I mean, I’m fine so it’s okay—” - “No, it’s not okay. Not when I feel like I’m going to go batshit fucking crazy, thinking you’ve hurt yourself.“

25. "You lied to me. was i just a pawn in your game? the easiest one you can sacrifice ?"

26. “Why are you mad?” “I’m not mad, I just think you can choose better people to kiss.” 

27. “You know I’d do anything to have you stay by my side, right? Anything.”

28. “I’m not even gonna lie, I’m just so fucking obsessed with you.” 

29. "You have no idea what I'm capable of. "

30. "I wouldn't do that if i were you. "

31. “They would be so mad if they found out.” “fuck ‘em”

32. "You have no morals, you know that?" - "Morals will get you killed someday, dear.”

33. “Have you ever cared about anyone other than yourself?”

34. “How did you do that?”

35. ”Where were you last night?”

36. “He deserves to die after what he did to you. And I’ll bring it to him.”

37. “She's my date. Fuck off.”

38. “Why was he talking to you?”

39. “You won't go anywhere with him.”

40. “He touches you again and I won't guarantee you I won't kill him immediately.”

41. “You go near him ever again and I'll kill him.”

42. “Whether you like it or not, you're safest with me.”

43. “Yeah, I killed him! He used to hit you! What did you expect me to do?! Leave him alone?”

44. "I didn’t know where else to go. "

45. "Clean yourself up. You're getting blood all over the place."

46. "Why are you avoiding me?"

Pregnancy/Children.

“Our babies would be so cute.” - “Oh, yeah?”

2. “Wait- we’re having a baby?”

3. “Heartbeats? Plural? There’s more than one?!”

4. “That baby is lucky to have you as a mother.”

5. “Your child has been kicking me all day.”

6. “You’re doing so well sweetheart. Just a few more weeks. My superwoman.”

7. “Go easy. You are carrying my child.”

8. "Of course I'm pregnant! Can't you see that?" - "Well, I didn't want to assume and be rude."

9. "Is there something you wanted to tell me?"

10. "Well, we both made that baby." - "Don't remind me."

11. “I have a kid?”

12. “He/she’s mine too.”

13. “Anyone fucking hurts my kid again, I’ll kill them.”

14. “I have a right to be in my kids life.”

15. “How could you hide this from me?”

[flowers-in-bloom13]

Another pjo fanfic I made and posted on AO3. This one is still being continued. Here are all the 3 parts of it!!! Btw it is Valgrace. And hurt/comfort<3

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Chapter 1. lonely hearts club

''--and then I said 'he's literally just a guy. hit him with your car' but it turns out she doesn't have a car so--'' Piper said, retelling an old story from the wilderness school. ''huh?'' Jason said. ''sorry I didn't catch that..'' Piper looked at him with a concerned expression, her eyebrows furrowed. ''you okay, Jase?'' she said. ''you've been zoning out a lot recently..'' ''yeah...yeah I'm fine'' Jason said trying to reassure Piper with a smile. ''if you say so..'' Piper tried to erase the concern from her face.

~~~~~Later that evening~~~~~

Jason was laying in his bed , starting at the celling contemplating his feelings...his feelings for Piper. ''do I really love her?'' he thought.

''oh no...why......why am I questining this? of course I love her!'' but did he really?

his heart felt lonely.

Chapter 2. Jason's google search history: Am I gay, Am I gay quiz, how to know if you're gay.

Notes:

SOMTHING IMPORTANT: in this fanfic Leo made phones and tech and things that don't attract monsters. why? because plot. ALSO: this goes for the whole fanfic but I'm really sorry if/when any of the characters seem ooc.

also a note to all my friends: if I ever get isekai'd you better be coming with me.

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Jason was understandably confused about the situation. ''I don't know what to do anymore...'' he thought. ''I should- I do like Piper...right..?''

why was he so confused. It's his feelings he should know how he feels, it's what he thinks. if only it where that simple...

Jason sits up and takes out his phone and goes to google. ''am I gay'' he types.

he's far too scared to press search, so he deletes it. he lays back down. staring up at the celling again.

contemplating his feelings. ever since the bitch Hera erased his memory he's not known which of his feelings are real and which are not.

does he love Piper? he's been wondering that for awhile now. he keeps ''zoning out'' because of it. Jason decides to google it anyway. ''how to know if you're gay'' he types but he's too scared to actually look at anything that comes up.

he types ''Am I gay quiz'' he clicks on the first result, its a buzzfeed quiz. he takes the quiz. he gets his result. ''Traditional labels are meaningless!'' he reads the description. ''"Gay," "Straight," "Male," "Female"... There's a lot more to the world than those blunt terms encompass! You get to define yourself, and you're free to celebrate your sexuality — or lack of — however you choose! Hurrah!'' Jason reads it, his heart beating, ''oh.'' is all that escapes his mouth. he hears a thump -the Stolls summoning a demon again, probaly- and gets scared and closes the tab and deletes his search history.

'Maybe I should go see Leo in bunker 9'' Jason says aloud.

~~~~~At bunker 9~~~~~

'Hey, Leo...I hope you don't mind me barging in here..'' Jason says closing the door to bunker 9. ''oh hey, Jase!'' Leo says with a grin on his face while he works on fixing the argo 2.

''sooo.....'' Jason doesn't know what exactly to say. he can't just come in here and say ''oh hey, man, I'm not sure if I like my girlfriend anymore, oh also I might like men.'' well...technically he can...

''soo...erm....I need to talk to you about something'' Jason says hesitantly

''oooo got a secret?'' Leo teases. ''you could say that..'' Jason replies.

Leo realizes that this probably isn't the time for teasing. Jason and Leo sit down on the floor next to each other.

''I...I'm not sure if I liker Piper anymore...'' Jason explained. ''In fact...I'm not sure if I ever liked her at all..'' ''hm...well that's a....problem...'' Leo replies. Jason looks down toward the floor. ''yeah...it is...''

''This might sound crazy but.. maybe you should tell her?'' Leo explains. Jason looks back up at Leo. ''but...I.. she'll be sad or mad..'' he says. ''She'll be happier if you do tell her'' Leo says. ''you think so?'' Jason asks hesitantly. ''I never think, Jase'' Leo replies.

~~~The next day~~~

Piper is enjoying the picnic her and Jason are having in the strawberry field. Jason...not so much...he's dreading telling Piper that he may not love her. ''It's such a beautiful(Selina beauguard much?) day, the clouds, the blue sky, the birds chirping, Clarisse threatening to kill Percy..'' Piper exclaims. ''yeah...it is...'' Jason replies ''you okay, Jase?'' Piper asks. Jason takes a shaky breath and looks down. ''the truth is, I'm not fully sure if I....If I like you'' ''Romantically I mean! I do know that I like you but only...as a friend, maybe? I'm still not sure yet...'' Jason explains ''oh...that's...erm....'' Piper says ''I'm glad you're figuring yourself out, Jase'' ''you're not mad?'' Jason looks surprised, maybe even a little shocked, ''you're not mad?'' Jason asks in surprise. ''No. I'm not'' Piper said. Jason starts to tear up. ''I love you, Pipes, I'm not sure if it's romantic or not but I love you'' Jason says. Piper pulls him into a hug. ''I love you too, Jase, I'm glad you're starting to figure out who you are after...Hera'' Piper smiles lovingly at Jason.

Chapter 3.

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Jason was laying in his bed, wonding, how Piper was so kind and supportive of Jason maybe not loving her romantically - until he heard a knock at the door of cabin one.

Jason got up and opened the door. It's the Stoll brothers. ''Hey, Jasie!'' said Connor...or Travis. it was impossible to tell. ''erm...'' Jason exclaimed ''what are you doing here? and so late as well, It's what 10:30?''

The Stoll's looked at each other and laughed, then looked back at Jason.

''well we're having a...'event' over at the Hermes cabin!'' said one of the Stoll's. ''and we're here to invite you! trust me, there's alcohol!'' said the other butting in.

*so that's why they where laughing...* Jason thought, *wait...Alcohol...*

''uhm...I think I'll have to skip this one..''

''but...!'' the one on the left said, ''You can't skip itttt!'' the other one sarted to speak, '' yeah! you can't! come on Jasiee. stop being such a party-pooper!''

Jason sighed, ''fine. I'll come to your party...'' ''Great!!'' exclaimed one of the Stoll brothers.

Jason wasn't enjoying the party all that much so many...drunk people.. It remined him of his mother. she was always drunk

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I'm obviously not the best at writing...also for the "am I gay" quiz result,

I took an actual "am I gay" quiz and answered how I think Jason would and copy/pasted the result... Also I'm sorry it's so rushed- I just really want to get to a certain part. Also my username on AO3 iz "W_itch_With_A_B" if you want to find me on there. Also I wrote the fic in the early rif the morning...it's currently 00:23 rn actually!

[winvyre]

[Valerie's Story] Chapter 1: Omie (2/6)

Graciela lets us in her shop, currently closed for festival preparations, and we set the baskets of hearthblooms on the table by the till. She smiles at us like usual but it doesn't read the same. Her eyes are tired, her long box braids definitely haven't been washed recently, and it seems she didn't bother with a corset. She always wears a corset. “You look rough.”

“Valerie!” Bernadette slaps the back of my head.

“Sorry. How are you?”

Graciela sighs deeply. “I just haven’t been sleeping well.”

“I could bring you a mild sedative if you would like?” Bernadette offers.

“That’d be great, thank you.”

Bernadette leaves for our house. She’s the one who makes the potions Mom sells like pain relief or stomach settlers. Fran and Kell begin weaving the flowers together while Graciela helps me. I just can’t get my fingers to twist the next stem without the one I did before falling apart. Each failure fans the ember. I don’t want to do this anymore. “So is everything okay? I’ve never seen you so… disheveled.”

Graciela’s quiet for a moment and her hands stop moving. “Do you ever hear voices? People whispering right in your ear, even when there aren’t any people nearby?” she whispers.

What? “Are you hallucinating?”

“I think so. I-It’s funny because my mother used to say she heard people talking in silent rooms… she’d get pretty mad about it, too. Sometimes my brother and I would be playing quietly on the rug and she’d start yelling at the wall to shut up and leave her alone.” There’s a hint of morbid amusement in her tone. It drops quickly. “She was a good mother; attentive, kind, fun… she was just suffering, especially after Dad died. She never hurt us… No, she’d hurt herself. I’d notice the scars on her wrists when she’d roll up her sleeves to do the dishes.”

“That doesn’t sound good.”

“And I’m just remembering all of this now and it’s really scaring me. Am I going crazy? Am I going to be pushed to extremes just to relieve it?”

“You’re not crazy. What kinds of things do the voices tell you?”

“A lot of ‘let us out’s but sometimes they throw in an ‘open it.’”

I have realized that I am not equipped to have this conversation.

“I’ve been thinking… maybe it's the stress of caring for my brother? I'm sixteen, I should be in school studying and getting my heart broken by some sweetheart but instead I sell flower arrangements so we can both eat. Running helps but it only stops the buzzing for so long. I guess the voices themselves are really more annoying than anything else. I have trouble concentrating more and more these days. Some days I just want to sink to the bottom of the river or become a constellation. Yeah, becoming a constellation sounds nice.” A few seconds pass before Graciela suddenly turns away and starts fidgeting with her skirt, “I'm sorry! I shouldn't have blabbered on like that.”

“It's okay! Mom says it's good to talk about the things that bother us.”

Graciela brings the wreath she was working on too close to her face, “Let's just get back to work.”

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Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

[laugtherhyena]

At last, passing the full Hoshi lore onto Tumblr (please please please open the image there is a LOT of text-)

And there will be MORE text, i am expanding on the details on her under the cut.

So, after not really being born the little ghost Hoshi spent the first several years of her life just roaming around, watching how humans and other creatures went about their lives. But when you can't interact with anything at all and no one can even see you're there you pretty much just exist in the world as a spectator and yeah, that's not very fun.

As she grew older she started to realize that and how bad her situation actually is, which led to Hoshiro becoming increasingly more hateful and jealous of people because why do they get to have their own bodies and do whatever they want when she was denied that very basic thing?

She started finding enjoyment in seing humans get themselves hurt and it was from being around in one of these occasions that she discovered she could take over a dead person's body if they had been recently killed, she'd not only get all of their memories but their voice and appearance as well.

Hoshi was overjoyed to finally be able to touch things and talk to people and do all the things she couldn't when she lacked a physical form, but problems came when the family and friends of who she possesed wondered why their loved one was suddenly acting like a complete different person. So overtime she began learning to pretend to be whoever she was currently possessing which eventually led to her mimic of the person being indistinguishable from the real deal.

She spent several centuries going from person to person, setting on a new target, killing them and possessing the body whenever she got bothered of being the previous person. While she could do what she couldn't as a spirit, Hoshiro was still unhappy as she had to spend every moment of her life pretending to be someone else.

She wanted her own physical from more than anything so she could finally be herself, even if by now she hardly had any idea of who "herself" even was after so many years of being nothing and endless pretending.

(little tangent here since ik 99% of people who see my stuff don't know The mimic so; in the story there's these big crazy strong demons called the four beasts, Kintoru, Enzukai, Netamo and Yuma, each representing control, jealousy, rage and rebirth respectively. These beasts went around causing chaos on earth for a while before this samurai called Kusonoki Masashige fought all four of them and sealed them away for eternity, Enzukai specifically was imprisoned in the bottom of the ocean, which became their domain where all those yokai and who either serve or are part of their cult live.

At one point Hoshiro possessed Jou Tazuna who unbeknownst to her was a prominent member of the Kiiroibara cult, which worships the beast of jealousy. While she tried to fulfill his activities unnoticed Hoshi was immediately confornted by Enzukai who could tell she wasn't human, confirming the fact when they tore her heart out and she still stood there and didn't appear to feel pain from the wound at all.

When asked why target a member of their cult she told them how she went about life in her terrible existence and Enzukai offered a deal; They would use their powers to create a physical form for her if Hoshiro joined the Kiiroibara cult and served them in the position that used to be Jou's, which is scouting for new followers and expanding the cult's reach.

Albeit in disbelief that they would do that for her Hoshi accepted and that's when she finally got a physical form that was fully 100% of her own, it's also when she picked the name Hoshiro because she didn't had any previously.

When she wasn't busy working she would spent most of her time around Enzukai, not really interacting with the other yokai, as she wanted to show them how great of an addition to their followers she is. So much so that when Kusonoki was on his way to fight them, Hoshiro went to intercept and try to take down the samurais by herself. Partially as a proof of her devotion but also due to her fear that if something happened to Enzukai she would lose her body since it was made via their powers.

She lost the battle and was cut into several pieces by Kusonoki's sword, but ultimately spared by him as she begged and cried for him not take away the form she wanted more than anything in her life. She laid there for a while before being found by Nagisa, who gathered her severed limbs together and stayed there while Hoshi patched herself up. (She can stitch herself back together, tho only if the body isn't like. Destroyed or mangled beyond recognition.)

Because Enzukai was now locked up in the bottom of the ocean, the reach of their powers was severely limited which affected Hoshi's physical form as now whenever she got too far from their domain she could feel herself vanishing. That affected her ability to manage cultist, so Enzukai gave her a cursed artifact in form of the hat overgrown with plants that she's always wearing, as long as it exists she will retain her physical form no matter how far she is or what happens to the beast themselves.

[algolstare]

Hello

I am in a similar situation to yourself but with no opportunities to escape just now. I have siblings relying on me and emotionally abusive Stepmom. I am autistic, recently diagnosed and heavily mask. I had a small collection of dolls and plushes. I get comfort from them. I feel like I protect them even when noone protect me. But a few days ago she took them from me as punishment . I did not know she actually threw them out. She told me this morning deliberately after rubbish lorry came so it would hurt extra. It's sound so stupid but it's killing me inside to think they were scared and suffering wondering where I am and not saving them. That they might be still suffering. I don't know if the rubbish collection crushed and killed them. They were only quite small and some old. They were very timid and don't like loud noises. It just kill me knowing they are gone when they do small and helpless and I wasnt there. I made the mistake of telling my dad and he said I was crazy. I just don't know what to do. They made things bearable because I had a purpose to protect them. I know that sounds weird. I just don't know how to deal with the pain. Have you experienced this and how did you deal with it or did you manage to take your dolls/plushes with you. You don't have to answer and I am sorry for the long letter. I am happy at least one of us got out

Hello lovie, I'm so so so sorry that you are in a similar situation to how I was in. I hope you & your siblings will get the opportunity to get away soon.

It doesn't sound weird at all - I'm the same way. I see a lot of objects, especially stuffed animals & dolls, as having feelings. I had lots & lots of them, and they comforted me while I was living with my abusive family, and they were often taken from me as punishments too. I'm so sorry your dad wasn't caring or understanding of you, it isn't fair, it isn't right

I couldn't keep any of mine, because I couldn't carry them.. but I know in my heart they knew what was happening. It was so hard to let them go, and go without them, but stuffed animals are very clever and very kind. They never want their people to suffer or to stay in bad places for them - and when their loved ones aren't there, they go away into new selves, that is how I see it. Like the velveteen rabbit becoming a real bunny, away from the boy.. it isn't something we can see.

It makes it easier to deal with losing them because I know that they aren't having to witness my suffering anymore either. I think they probably could recognize your stepmom is no good, such that they would not blame you for her actions which you cannot stop. But truly it comes back to that they are good-natured and want what's best for us, and sometimes that means letting us go too.. they can always go into someplace else, but we as fleshy humans can only live one fragile life.

It is okay to feel the grief. It doesn't mean you are wrong or crazy or that you are in your own way. Loss is never easy, even when we have certainty they went away okay it's hard to bear it, all the more when we don't have that. If my answer doesn't make it feel any better it doesn't mean you are wrong either.

Right now I have 2 stuffed animals, one is a gift from a precious loved one, a small teddy, and the other is especially special because he is handmade just for me. They don't replace the ones I lost but they took up the torch that the stuffies I once had had passed on.

Thank you for reaching out, and for not giving up. Please keep going, I wish to lend some of my strength to you, and I know your stuffed animals and dolls would want to see you happy and free too. It won't be this way forever. It can be so difficult to see a way forwards when you are still stuck and hurting, but I promise it is there. I am wishing for your happiness & freedom with all my heart!! Please feel free to keep sending in letters as much as you want to.