#they didnt want to wait to turn right so they ran my car over

[713-4th-ward-g]

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[ssturniolo92]

Matt Sturniolo-Fight

pairing-matt sturniolo x reader

genre-angst

warnings-cursing, yelling

description-after a fight y/n and matt separate, but they unexpectedly reunite months later

part 2 part 3

you rarely ever fought with matt. i mean of course you bickered, but this time was an exception.

“why didn’t you tell me this?!” he asked holding up the college acceptance letter. you had been working hard for years to get into a good college and you had finally achieved it.

“because i didn’t think you would care.” you admitted.

“what?!” he asked, taken aback.

“i don’t know, matt. ever since you got big on youtube you just don’t seem to care anymore.”

“me?! i don’t care?!” he yelled. “you’re the one who never answers my calls, hardly ever comes over, and you never even come in our videos.”

“have you not seen the hate i get on there?!” you shouted. “people saying i’m not good enough and that you should move on. don’t you think that hurts?”

“what do you want me to do about it?” he yelled throwing his arms in the air.

you didn’t know how to reply so you stayed silent. matt was never like this unless he was stressed, so apart of you felt bad for fighting with him.

“i still don’t understand why you didn’t tell me about school.” he said quietly.

“fuck school! i don’t care!” i yelled. (i hope you get the reference)

“what do you mean you don’t care? this is all you’ve been working for.”

“no, matt. ever since we started talking, all i’ve cared about was you. i put my heart and soul into this relationship!”

“yeah, we’ll maybe you shouldn’t have.”

you were shocked by his words, your mouth left agape. you turned on your heels and headed towards your shared room. you grabbed your car keys and the money you had been saving together and headed towards the door.

“y/n where are you-”

“save it matt, you’re right. i shouldn’t have put everything i had into you.” you said before slamming the door behind you.

7 months later…

it had been 7 months since that day. and you were doing good. as good as you could be.

“i’m doing good i’m on some new shit.”

you were headed to a date with a guy from school, you had wanted to say no. but you had decided that it would be better for you to move on.

“been saying yes instead of no.”

on your way to school a few weeks ago, you were waiting for the bus. a figure that vaguely looked like matt walked by, and you could see him out of the corner of your eye.

“i thought i saw you at the bus stop,”

to your disappointment, it was a stranger. this had happened dozens of times over the last 7 months, but you still held hope.

“i didnt though.”

after one night of sleeping without matt by your side, your insomnia came back. so instead of just sitting in silence staring at your ceiling, you decided to do something productive. you usually either went on a walk or did homework, or both.

“i hit the ground running each night.”

but now you were spending your sunday afternoon going to a movie with some guy you couldn’t even remember the name of.

“i hit the sunday matinee.”

you guessed that most of the time things just didn’t work out. and that was okay, even if it hurt.

“you know the greatest films of all time we’re never made.”

sometimes you let yourself think back to the times of before. you didn’t let it happen often, but sometimes you let yourself think of what could’ve been.

“i guess you never know, never know.”

apart of you blamed him. if he really wanted you to stay maybe he would’ve gone after you. or he could’ve at least called.

“and if you wanted me you really should’ve showed.”

and the other part of you thought that maybe this was just a life lesson or some shit like that. maybe you would learn from this in the future.

“and if you never bleed youre never gonna grow.”

it had been hard to leave him. but it had gotten easier, at least, if you never let yourself think about it.

“and it’s all right now.”

as you were walking towards the building you ran into someone.

“hey.”

read part 2 here!!!

[haolovre]

——stuck with u——

non idol! minghao x fem! reader

!!warning: this is the first time im writing on a platform so bare with me and hope its not cringe:)!!

|| fluff || words: 1k

ur roommate, junhui has this friend what seems to caught ur attention, minghao. one day junhui invites all of his friends over. but then-

I. too early for this madness?

“Y/NNN!!” he screamed as he barged in ur room. he floped on top of u as u were trying to sleep. “what do you want?” in an annoying tone as u still wanted to sleep. “mah friends are coming over in 5 minutes” this was the third time this week that jun’s friends were coming over. and today is wednesday… yes they came everyday-. you throw ur pillow at jun. “whywhywhy can’t u just go to there houses?” u said still wanted to sleep “because they want to see u” he pouted “i swear they like u more then me” you signed “finefine just don’t let them in my room when there her-“ as u get cut off by the doorbell. jun was sprinting to the door (how the hell didnt he fell idk) as u get up closes the door to get ready. as you thought jun bumped into something u were so wrong it was soonyoung and this actives ass running through the whole house from whatever was chasing him (i think it was seungkwam but idk man) u opened the door. and u shut it again. why? because soonyoung and seungkwam were wrestling on the carpet. dino just became jeonghan’s chair (even tho there were seats left) jun and minghao hyping up the fight. jihoon and hansol are just standing there dont know what to do. cheol trying to break the fight but kinda struggling as he’s laughing his as off. the rest were just laughing there asses off. yep ur asking urself how the hell does they have so much energy AT 9 AM.. well then u opened ur door again not looking at the scene in the living room. U make urself some breakfast (idk what u guys want just think its ur dream breakfast) as the situation calms down u sit down and have ur breakfast. u and hansol had a conversation about the fight what just happend. then poof everyones is at the dinner table arguing about what they want to do today (i swear they argue about everythingㅜㅜ) u guys settle with going to beach as it was a hot summer day. cheol was paying for everything as he wanted to keep everyone happy ( tank u sugar daddy cheol <3 we luv u) as ur getting ready going to the beach. someone ‘knocks’ on the door. u were surprised by who it was. what u saw was minghao on the ground. as he knocked on ur door but u didnt respond and he didnt had time to meditate he just got impatient and tried to knock down the door but then u opend the door so yehㅜㅜ “u oke?” as you thought he would be “yeah im fine” “jun said were going so hurry ur ass up” he smiled. u grabbed ur bag and followed minghao to the living room where everyone was waiting for u. seungkwam ran too u. “ i was so worried i heard a crash, u didnt get hurt right?” “nono im fine ask minghao about the fall” as u smiled to minghao, who was embarrassed. “aww thank god ur oke” as seungkwam was smiling like a mother. “alright lets go then!!” obviously mingyu coudnt wait to go to the beach. the cars were Divided as : cheol, minghao,jeonghan were driving seungkwam , y/n and soonyoung as dj, seungkwam mingyu, hansol, dokyeon were in cheol’s car. y/n,jihoon wonwoo were in minghaos car. and soonyoung, chan, jun were in jeonghans car. after a bumpy car trip of 20 minutes. u all arrived at the beach. I swear mingyu was in the water within 20 seconds and wonwoo and hansol were following him. as u see everyone in the water except one person. u didnt see minghao. but u swore u saw him going into the wate-. splash.. u turned and saw minghao with a bucket. with the shock u had u wristlet him to the grond. u on top of him. u swore u could have killed him if you could. after a bit u guys were tired and just layed in the sand lookin at the others.

II. unexpected.

as u and minghao discussed to go to the water dokyeom ask u guys to join volleyball. u guys went to the court. u were on joshua, mingyu,seungkwam,vernon,wonwoo and jeonghan. the rest were on the other team. u guys played for two hours. and ur team won!! (yes seungkwam carried) u and cheol decided to get icecream and fruit for everyone. cheol paid for everything (as he said that earlier) u guys came back too see soonyoung and Seungkwam discussing about the volleyball game. u guys gave everyone fruit and icecream as everyone looked dehydrated from the whole game. u caught someone looking at u, minghao. minghao was looking at u. but u just said to urself that he was daydreaming so u just think nothing about it. at the other hand minghao also turned away when u did, kinda flustered as u caught him staring at u. two weeks before he met u. as jun begged u too come with after ur break up with sunghoon (i love sunghoon so dw) u kinda had a depression fase and u didnt leave the room at all. but when minghao saw u. he fell in love with u. instantly. after a week u fell for minghao. you fell for him, you got deja vu as this is how much you loved sunghoon but u didnt care. now back too the present. everyone was discussing where to eat. “wait guys you know about the new place that openend up i heard it was really good” as u requested. everyone agreed. after 10 min everone arrived at the restaurant. it was a korean chinese restaurant. u guys went in and sat at a table. minghao excused himself too the toilet.everyone ordered what they wanted after minghao came back to the table. u felt something on ur thigh (we finally at a romance scene yayay) u see minghao’s hand on ur thigh and look at him smirking (kinda creepy but eh) he looked away as the food came to the table but his hand is stuck on ur thigh. as u all ate minghao whispered to meet him outside. u and minghao excused to get fresh air. everyone talking about what is going to happen. minghao waiting for u with a bouquet in his hand. “y/n, the most beautiful,kind, sweet person i ever met. i want u to mine forever, dear y/n will u be my girl friend?” he said. u,stunt in place, dont know what to say. “i-“ “its fine u dont feel the s-“ minghao got cut off as u kissed him on the lips, their soft, perfect match for urs. u pulled away “thats ur answer” u smirked. as u see a man so happy he could jump to the moon. smiling so hard. he gave u the bouquet. u guys walked to the restaurant again and everyone was shocked seeing u two holding hands. gasping at the scene “tadaa she’s mine now so keep distance” says minghao proudly.

[harrietbarnesblog]

Call it what you want

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Chapter 6: it's nice to have a friend...

Your mind replayed the convo you had last night with Chan. you couldnt think about anything else. Chan Chan Chan was what your mind kept thinking of. Absent mindly opened your fridge to pick up the cartoon box of milk. You stared at the fridge for a few seconds as you forgot why you opened it. Then you remembered. You picked out the cartoon box and shook it but it was empty. You sighed and decided to go to the nearby supermarket. You put on your jacket and left the house.

You walked down the road listening to music. You entered the supermarket and went directly to the dairy aisle. There was only one bottle of milk. You rushed to take it but someone took it before you.

“Fuck.” you said under your breath.

“y/n?” you heard someone call you. You turned around to see who it was. It was Chan.

“Chan, hey. Didnt expect to see you here.”

“We ran out of eggs so I came here to buy them.”

“Oh I see. I came here to buy milk but there is no milk. So I'm gonna just head back home. See you later, chan.”

“y/n, did you have your breakfast yet?”

“Not yet.”

“Umm.. do you wanna join us for breakfast. It's just me and the boys you know.”

“You want me to join you? What if they dont want me there?”

“They won't mind you joining us.”

“Fine, I'll join you.” you said.

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You and Chan went to the dorm in his car. You knew jyp building was near your house but you didnt knwo it was this close. It was only 3 buildings away.

“Guys, look who we have here.” Chan said removing his jacket and hanging it in the jacket hanger.

Minho didnt look up from his phone.

“Did you bring home a stray cat? If not, I'm not interested in whatever you brought home.”

“Minho, be nice.” Chan said in a motherly voice.

“Hello everyone.” you said slightly laughing thinking about what Minho said.

“You are y/n, right?” Felix said and hugged you.

Then Changbin greeted you.

“Oh my god! is that a gojo on your hoodie? You watch jjk?” Han screamed.

“Yes, you watch it too?”

“Of course I do. I'd be a loser not to watch it. We are gonna be besties.”

“Guys be ready I'm serving breakfast in five minutes” Chan said.

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You ate breakfast heartily. Chan had made pancakes and eggs. You all sit on the dining table which could fit 10 people in it. You sat in the middle of Chan and Hyunjin.

“The pancakes are so good, Chris.” You said.

“Thank you, milady.” Changbin and Seungmin coughed from their places hearing Chan call you milady. Others just exchanged looks. You just blushed slightly.

“Do you want coffee, y/nnie?” Felix asked you.

“Yes, please.” You said. He poured you a cup of coffee.

“So like are you guys dating or something?” Jeongin asked out of the blue.

“No.” You and Chan said at the same time.

“We are just friends.” You said. But deep down you wanted to be more.

“Ohh I see.” Jeongin said.

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After you had your breakfast you helped Chan clean the kitchen even though he refused to take your help.

“So I'm leaving. See you guys later.” You said.

“Wait lemme walk you home.” He said.

“Okay.”

You both picked your jackets and stepped out of the dorm. You guys took the elevator and went out of the JYP building.

“Umm… so I had fun having you over today.” He said.

“It was really fun to be there too.”

You two made small conversation on the way to your house. You reached the house so soon since it was only 3 blocks away.

You stood in front of your apartment.

You hugged Chan goodbye.

“By any chance would you like to come up?” you asked.

“Me?”

“Who else?”

“Yeah sure.”

[mrsmoonlightsblog]

Absolute rage consumes me as I write this piece

This essay will contain many topics: mentions of struggling mental health; first hand experience of sexual harassment; thoughts of murder and suicidal thoughts.

Absolute rage consumes me as I write this piece. I am utterly mortified at the realisation that has hit me of what it truly is to be a woman in today’s society. Yes, I have written essays about how disadvantaged women are in society and how badly they are treated. I have had a couple experiences of scary men but nothing that would amount to what I have experienced today.

I have to admit I don’t currently live for myself. For example, what I wear is dictated by the idea that I don’t want to be approached in a way where I’m belittled to just my body parts. Yet, I have just registered in my mind that no matter what you wear you will still be approached in ways you don’t like. Majority of the time, I wear clothes that are a bit bigger on me so my figure doesn’t show and at first I thought it was just my fashion choice but really it was just fear holding onto me from past experiences of being catcalled in leggings and dresses while being in just year 7.

Today, my parents sent me on a mission to find some ice - cream since shops close early on a sunday and we had just cooked horrible waffles, which could not be wasted. Originally, my sister was supposed to go but she didn’t want to because it was raining. So I went and she followed me. I’m walking through the street and someone ran past me. A black man -probably in his 20s. He wore dirty white joggers, a zipped hoodie and shoes. He turned around and started making hand gestures that I’m guessing was supposed to be a warning signal and was saying stuff that would most likely be curse words. I thought nothing of it because it’s just another day strolling through peckham. My little sister was still trudging behind while I walked into the first corner shop.There was no ice- cream so I walked back out to the street and waited for my sister at the crossing.

We crossed the road together and restarted our mission to the next corner shop. I saw the same man again; he stood near a bus stop signal. He walked right past me again and being honest I knew he was saying something to me but all I heard was gibberish. This time I started to pick up my pace cause I was getting anxious. He crossed the street but I still kept an eye on him. He looked at me as if I offended him terribly but I do not know who this man was. He walked off into another street or so I thought. I started picking my pace a bit faster and I looked back to see that he was once again on my tail. I started shaking and called my mother. I told her the situation I was in, she suggested I get into a bus and go to another corner shop a bit further.

The call was cut; I decided to call one of my friends to feel safer and then I walked into the last corner shop on the street. There was no ice- cream so I walked back out. As I walked out the shop, the man following me was clearly looking for me and I didnt realise that till too late. I bumped into him and walked away quickly. If I'm being honest, although I held my sister’s hand, I did not cross the road safely at all. At this point, I was shaking and crying out of fear, so I didn’t care. Fortunately, the bus came at that minute so I hopped on and went to the other corner shops.

The specific ice - cream I was looking for was not in any shops so I went back home. I got sent back out again by myself to just get any ice - cream. At this point, I just felt confused as to what I had just experienced. My phone died. I was walking back home with some random ice-cream in hand. The tears were finally starting to dry. Then all of a sudden, a black car slowed down. I looked over to see another black man, sucking in his teeth and whistling at me telling me to get into his car. Absolute rage consumed me and I was barking profanities at this guy. He finally drove off but he was laughing at me and flipping me off just like I flipped him off. Once again, water works left the windows of my soul but this time I wasn’t just upset. I was furious but I couldn't express it as having a tantrum by hitting the wall and stomping my feet. Instead, I was laughing. If anyone saw me at that moment you would’ve thought I was crazy and delusional. However I just couldn't help myself. 

I guess I’ve finally realised the meaning of being mature,living in this broken society. I can’t report what happened. Even my own parents can't do anything but tell me to get used to it and learn how to defend myself. It’s wicked how this uk government is by caring more about the physical injuries my attackers face through me defending myself, then me being the victim facing this traumatic situation. I googled what the only legal ‘weapon’ I could carry around with me was. I found the results shocking - a rape alarm. The law - makers of this country must be having a laugh. They must be finding some kind of sadistic joy in seeing women suffer. What would an alarm do, especially in a society today that likes to ignore people’s cry for help? I should wait for a strong man to come and help me while another strong man is abusing me - the irony.

 I can really see why they ban weapons though at the same time. If I had a knife in that moment of abosulte rage, I would’ve carved into the face of that stupid,smirking man. I would’ve stabbed him multiple times out of pure anger just to remove that laughing smile off his face. He would’ve looked prettier coated in his own blood, laying back in his car with the life drained out of his eyes. You may think what I’m thinking is absurd or an exaggeration to what happened. But to be honest, this interaction was more than just another catcall. It was the power imbalance expressed during those moments. In these moments, I felt weak and ashamed. I even took seconds to look at what I was wearing to see whether any curves were showing and nothing was. If this experience happened while I was in my suicidal ‘phase’, I would’ve certainly just unalive myself after that experience. I would've finally stabbed myself with a knife, jumped off the edge or walked into a busy road. It was more than just a few gestures expressed, it was just the fact I was a defenceless young woman who had nothing to give but fear. The smirk on both of their ugly faces said that they enjoyed the look of tears running down my face.

It’s easy for me to demand change in the legal aspects. There are already a few laws put in place to ‘protect’ victims but that's clearly not enough because society plays a huge role. For my parents to dismiss my experience as nothing but something I should just get used to is very heart - breaking but I can’t blame them because that’s how society is. Society normalises a lot of detrimental things to the point that people don’t even realise they are victims or abusers to one another. We are taught so many questionable things, that if we even try to question it we are ridiculed, hence the hate for feminism.  Sexual /street harrasment has become so normalised it’s part of society and its a thing every woman should expect happen to them. However, this should not be the case. I should not have to suffer because I am a woman. I should not have to feel that I need to dress a certain way so I wouldn't get the ‘wrong attention’. Even when I proceed to do that, I still get harassed because I’m a woman. A young black woman in a white man’s world. Its certainly revolting realising that i have to go through these experiences over and over again because I’m a woman and if im being very honest, I may go demented if I continue to be on the recieving end on this animalistic behaviour. 

I refuse to be on the receiving end. I refuse to carry on this heinous trend of teaching future generations to just deal with the misplaced anger they feel from these incidents. My anger is completely valid and I'm telling myself right now it was not my fault, it was the fault of the evil society I was born into. I refuse to continue to blame myself for things I did not do. I refuse to be a victim of my own excruciating thoughts letting my panic/anxiety attacks get in the way of living the best I could. I refuse to suffocate because that's what my body tells me to do in these traumatic situations. I want to be happy, what’s so wrong about that. Why has this world forced me into this deep end, just because I am a young, black Nigerian woman who looks and acts mature for my age. Don’t they realise children are growing up too fast because of how twisted society is. It’s not my fault at all and I will keep telling myself this. 

Yet, even at this moment, my thoughts are juxtaposing themselves. I want to tell myself it's not my fault but part of me is reducing myself to rubbish saying I'm the one who caused this to happen. It's not my fault they all say but whose fault is it. I say it's society but saying that seems so ridiculous and unacceptable. I'm second-guessing myself, but confusion litters my mind. However, who am I supposed to blame for these thoughts that dwell in my mind? The fact that the first thing that comes to my mind after experiencing this is murder is very concerning. I could be the next serial killer on an evil vendetta in the future for all I know. However, I pray society does not let us fall down that wicked path. I pray society does not let me carry on suffering from these insane thoughts. 

[tomathomatommy]

trying to get the guts to call my mother and tell her she will never see me again. for context, i came out as transgender when i was around 11 years old. I am 22 now. when i first came out, i gave her so many resources that she rejected and did "research" of her own which was only ones she would agree with. but i still dressed and presented myself as male to her anger and dismay. during this time (ages 11 to 16) she would go through my journals, bedroom, laptop, anything she could while i would be at school or showering. when she would find evidence of me being trans, she would destroy it or confront me immediately which would turn into a screaming match about how awful i am and how im tearing her life apart. Binders i saved money for, people donated to me for, were stolen and burned in front of me. And when i was 17, i legally ran away and lived homeless/independently until i was almost 21. during this time, she would guilt me into making her want to self harm, she would call police on me, she would call me sobbing about her dead daughter and how could i do this to her. her mother while dying wrote me out of her will, as did the rest of my family. she stole food stamps from me over the pandemic because it was sent to my childhood home as i didnt have an address and wasnt aware it was being sent. i threatened court and once again, it was all my fault and i want my family to starve. they in fact moved up a tax bracket after i left as they werent paying for anything anymore. but at the same time they got rid of my health insurance (not my brothers) when i was 13. And now, more than a decade of waiting, begging, educating, she will not budge. my father has come around and will respect my name and treat me like a person, but even if my father is calling me Thomas right in front of her, she refuses and doubles down. like to test me to see if I'll blow up again. it was about two years ago when i made my last attempt for my family for be able to have me around and still. nothing. she wont even over text or in my own home respect me at all. not even to my partner. So, I'm done. i have tried and tried and tried but it is so purely apparent to me that my family is too far gone. they have learned respect through fear, which i will not comply with. they are so vain and insecure and fake, all of them. they arent christian, they arent good people and never will be. I have not been allowed to meet my cousin who is now almost 6 because of my queerness. my brother who i previously mentioned should be in prison for crimes he has committed against me, and unknowing women and girls (children). but they paid for him to go to germany, flight school, a mustang, a drone, and a GED. And if those are the type of people my family wants to give their love and care to, then that isnt my family. I wont lie, it hurts. it more than hurts, its crushing. heartbreaking. my entire life even before coming out, being a girl in a male dominated family, i had to fight tooth and nail for anything. but i was always still disregarded. then i become something they wanted, but not exactly so it still isnt enough. graduating while homeless, surviving attempted murder and constant abuse, getting my first car and apartment, landing modeling shoots, anything. I will never be good enough as long as i am Thomas. I will never be loved by them as long as i am Thomas. All of them have in written evidence and have told me to my face that i am not their son. i am not their blood. Fine then. we'll be strangers from now on. Part of me doesnt even want to say goodbye. after the fourth time i truly feel that none of them deserve it. im truly just ready to be done.

[mttyswhre]

My Roman Empire will always be how whenever I get excited for something, it falls through. Dude, we had this whole thing planned out and we both fucked it up. My mom and I were going to rent a car for Christmas so we can drive it far away to my aunt's house because our cars suck. I waited for too long because I wasn't even sure if I was going to have to work or not. #sad #rant

She called this morning and got the $500 cleared and everything. I thought they'd only put $400 hold and then we pay for the reservation after like because they'd make sure that the car was okay and I don't have to pay more?? So I did the $500 to give us buffer room. but no, they needed the price of the rental car and the $400 deposit.

We were there at 11:40 and they closed at 12. I told mom to do the pick up at 10:00 in case we ran in to any problems and ofc she didn't. If we had the two hours we would've been able to deposit more money and then split the payment between a debit card and a credit card. I didn't have my debit card on me but I had the money in my account but the money was meant for tmobile that they didnt take out yet. so I could've used the money I had for my phone bill but I didn't have my debit card on me. So theres another loss.. Another loss is that if we had more time to go deposit cash from our emergency funds(cash at home) to make a payment we could've done that and split the payment.

Not doing enough research about how much money would be taken out

Waiting too long to make my payment bc idk what the plan was

Waiting too long to make the reservation

Not paying enough money on the credit card

Not doing enough research over all

We showed up too late to pick up the car, we would've had more time to make deposits or move money around

I should've had my debit cards and cash on me

I went in to it knowing we'd be turned down, my mindset was wrong

I should've turned back and got my debit card. I should've gone back and got my debit card.

I didn't ask if they take apple pay, I could've used my phone bill $

It's just very interesting to me, even down to the last detail of having the $270 but it being memo'ed out for my phone bill. Robbing Peter to pay Paul type of thing. I'm angry, I'm so angry at myself and I just want to turn it around and push it on my family. I just want them to help me so bad but they owe me nothing. They have no reason to help me. But I just want it.

Me and my mom are two grown women, we know when Christmas is, we knew what the plan wanted to be. Why did I wait so long to make the payment? Why didn't I save up more money? There's no excuse, it's our fault. My mom and I aren't a team, we didn't talk about this rental or do any of it together or talked about it. It was all so fucked up.

We had the money we just didn't pay the credit card bill enough. Then like I had the money in my checking account but I couldn't just pay the bill because it wouldn't have cleared right away anyway. Whatever, I could sit literally sit here a talk about it all day. I could literally sit here and write about this all day. Every minute detail and what we did and how I yelled at my mom. like... i am going to be thinking about it all day. I hope not. Me writing this all out will help me forget about it and please god please can we be busy at work. please. I need to work and keep busy.

God, I really did want to see my family but now that this didn't work out and I know they don't want to help us anyway I just want Christmas to be over. Like, it's a reminder or how much my family doesn't actually care about me. If I had a nuclear family they would care about me, my mom cares about me very much and if I had a sister she'd be on my side and my dad if I had one... but cousins and aunts are different. And they're so lucky, they have multiple kids and multiple incomes and money is so easy for them. If I had money I wouldn't be reminded of these pathetic moments where I have nobody to help me. No safety net, nothing to fall back on. I don't even need money per say, I could use like a ride or like to borrow a car (ID PAY OBVIOUSLY) but I don't have strong relationships with people. I'd never let anyone borrow my car. I'd let my mom lol.

I wish my cousin would offer to meet us half way. I wish my aunt would offer to do something. I just would love to feel cared about yk. One time when I needed to get my car fixed my ex gave me $300 ad I remember sobbing because nobody has ever helped me like that before.

I'm not close with people, I don't let them in, I'm scared of them and it turns in to jealousy and hatred. My friends are like gold, they offer me endless security and love and light but they're not millionaires lmao. They're not established adults. and it's funny because Lauren is an established adult but I don't think she'd spit down my throat if my ass was on fire ykwim lmaooooooo I'm so serious. But literally all my other friends are financially where I'm at and I know for a fact that if they had it like that they'd share it like that. I do really believe that.

It's so hard to not have that rock hard solid safety net of a family. I would love to sit here and be like oh it's because my mom missed work because she was sick and we got behind on money. Okay we got $1500 from my mom's """"benefit""" that went towards bills and Christmas and we have most of it still saved. But that wouldn't have helped me today with the rental car situation because we didn't have time to make any depsoits or move money. ( I should've had my dbc on me and used my phone bill money)

I pay my bills, my bills are paid. I am not behind on one bill. I am able to pay my bills without going in to debt and I have more than $800 in cash at my house saved for an emergency. I'm doing fine.

This fucking rental car thing is just so fucking triggering dude. It makes me feel poor, it makes me feel like I have nothing, I am good for nothing, I can't accomplish one fucking thing. I AM REEEEEEELING BRO. I AM GEEKED. I AM SO MAD. I AM LIKE SO ANGRY. I CRY AS I WRITE THIS. god fuck, how stupid can I be? I had one job... I had one fucking job, dude. This is like making me feel like I can't accomplish anything, therefore I am worthless, therefore nobody has any reason to fucking love me or care about me or even like, look at me.

Why would I risk my mom's car to hang out with people who don't care if I'm there or not tho yk DO YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN

If it was up to me I would just stay home. Final answer. Stay home. I did not give renting a car my best shot BUT I did try, I gave it a good ole college try. For whatever reason I fumbled the ball and it wasn't meant to be. As I write this, i still don't know what we're going to do, the only reason we'll end up still going is because I don't want my mom to be extra sad because of nana. So I'll get to go sit on my cousin's couch on my phone in silence until it gets dark enough for us to finally leave.

Now that this happened and I'm reminded of how much they don't actually care if we're there or not- I'm over it. Skip to December 26th and keep it pushing so I can spend New Years at home, too. I have a small family (me and one other person) lmaoooo. Stop idc at least I love her with all my heart. It's moments like this I'm reminded I need to financially get my shit together for when I'm ACTUALLY on my own. Life is so weird and I'm so privileged I don't have to put myself in uncomfortable situations just to survive. I'm lucky I'm able to go and make money for myself and my family. Life day to day is so tolerable. This world is wicked and there's no time for rest.

My life in particular is so lonely because I refuse to let anyone in. That's a topic for another day.

What triggered me the most today was feeling abandoned by my family and like they don't care about me. It hurts because I know no one will even offer to like meet us halfway or something and pick us up. And my mom's mom just died!!! Like brooooo if not for me, then for her. Oh god, we're going to have to go. Fuck my life. Ew, I don't want to go, I am so fucking angry with those people. I hate them and they're little privileged set up. A fucking five income household, brody. Imagine living like that. Okay seven people in a house is literally my own personal hell but at least I'd have enough extra cash to save up for my own place ok!!!! DAMN even if they needed a ride home from the mechanic it would be so easy to get a ride. DAMN imagine having people at your disposal like that. damn. I'm jealous, I'm hateful. I want to, like... not go. I don't want to go now. I don't want to see them I am so angry brooooo.

Idk if the noise, yelling, drama, gossip, opinions, prying eyes, judgement and side-picking is worth the stability. BUT IT"S NOT LIKE I ACTUALLY HAVE PEACE OF MIND NOW!!! Everyone has a struggle. Everyone has a struggle. Trust your struggle, Ash. Learn to let people in and not be so jealous and hateful, you fucking hater lmao. who are you to talk you can't even rent a car

I'm thankful I have my mom. I'm thankful I have good friends I will text on Christmas, friends I can always emotionally rely on.

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

I DIDN'T KNOW

pairings: Eddie munson x Fem!reader

Summary: when you run away and hide for a week until Eddie finally decides to bring it up with you.

Warning: none

PART ONE -its obvious

I ran out of the library. I didnt want to be there. And I didnt want to be rejected in front of all the people in the library, there wasn't a lot, but there was enough to spread the news all around the school.

~

I haven't been to school in a week. I havent had this much time off in years, I've always tried my best in school so I guess that's why Dustin showed up yesterday to check on me.

"You ok, you haven't been to school since the library-" he started

"You had no right to tell him, Henderson" I've never called him by his last name, so.he should know that I'm upset with him.

He does, I saw the way his face fell and his body stiffen. I felt a bit bad

"I'm sorry, if that's what this is about then-" he stuttered

"I'm sick, the flew, that's why I havent been at school" I lied while pretending to cough and sniffle.

"Oh, ok then, well I hope you get better, I'll just let the guys know then. Bye" he said, walking away

I shut the door and watched as he got on his bike and rode away from my house.

~

Today was like the past week. I stayed in my room and did some chores. It was Monday, so I didn't have much to do, just some things here and there. Dad left for work before I woke up and mum left an hour after I got ready for the day. So I had the place to myself.

I sat down on the couch and put on some shows, flicking through the ones that didn't interest me, but I was rudely interrupted with a loud and vigorous knocks at the door.

They seemed to be in a hurry so I got up quickly and rushed to the door, opening it and seeing the boy I was trying to avoid.

"Hi" he smiled sweetly

"What are you doing here, shouldn't you be at school?" I questioned

"Shouldn't you? You don't seem sick at all" he stated with a chuckle

"What are you doing here?" I asked again

"To talk" he said, looking over my head and inside house

"About?"

"I think you know" he placed a hand on the door frame and tilted his head.

"Look, maybe we could talk some other time, I-" he cut me off

"No, no next time. I want to talk about it now, you've been ignoring my calls and turned your walkie off" he huffed

"Eddie-"

"Y/n, please let me in" he pleaded

"My parents are home" I tried lying

"Their cars aren't outside, stop lying to me, what did I do?" He whined

"Everything- nothing" I groaned

"Everything or nothing?"

"Just come in" I stepped out of the way and opened the door wider for him.

"That's what I've been trying to do" he walked in and looked around.

"Did you want anything to drink?" I asked

"I'll have some water, thanks" he replied and followed me into the kitchen

I gave him a glass and waited for him to chug it down, but he drank slowly, painfully slow.

"So..." I trailed off

"Dustin told me you had something to tell me" he announced

"Of course he did" I whispered to myself

"Huh?"

"Nothing" I shook my head lightly

"Are you gonna tell me or just stand there looking pretty?" He questioned sarcastically

"Nope, there's nothing to be said" I shrugged

"Really? Cause a week ago I'm pretty sure Dustin said I don't like you?" He quizzed "I thought we were past that"

"We are- can I just step aside for a second, I need to go to the bathroom" I admitted. I didn't need to, I just wanted to get away for a minute, to steady my breathing

"Yeah, go ahead" he nodded.

I walked away and into the bathroom and just sat down on the edge of the bathtub. Hands on my knees and breathing unsteadily

EDDIE'S POV

'Y/n, are you there? Have you told him yet?' I heard a muffled voice ask

I looked around for a minute to see where it's coming from

"Y/n? Have you told him you're in love with him" it said again, it sounded awfully familiar, but I couldn't pin point it exactly.

I walked into the living room and say her walkie on the coffee table.

It wasn't turned off, it was on. I looked back at the bathroom where she was in and picked the walkie up and pressed the button

"Hello?" I spoke into it

"Eddie! Did she tell you? What did you tell her?" Dustin

"Me?" I talked to myself, only out loud

"Yes! She's in love with you, you idiot, now what did you tell her!?" He yelled out into the talkie, making me flinch slightly.

I heard a creek come from behind me, followed by a heavy breath.

Shit.

NORMAL POV

Shit

He turned around slowly and faced me. I gulped down a lump in my through and stepped closer to him. He didn't flinch, he didn't back away.

He just stood there, with a surprised look on his face, like he didn't know already.

"Me?" He muttered

"Please give me my walkie" I ignored him and reached for it. But he retracted it.

"Eddie, please give me my walkie" I begged. I couldn't look at him, I didn't want to.

"You're in love with me" it didn't seem like a question, so I didn't feel the need to answer it.

"Please-"

"TELL ME" he yelled out

"What the point of telling you when you already know?!" I yelped

He walked over to my couch and sat down. Staring off into space. His lips slightly agape, with his big eyes looking lost almost.

"I didn't know" he muttered

"Yeah, well, I tried to hide it so" I shrugged

"Why?" He questioned

"Cause you're one of my best friends, I'm not just going to go up to you and say it" I said quietly

It stayed quiet for a couple of minutes. I slowly sat down next to him and just played with my fingers. That was until I saw him look at me from the corner of my eye.

He didn't look away, he just sat there staring at me for a long time. I didn't do anything though. I just looked at the TV that was still playing, it wasn't a bad show, I quite liked it actually.

Saturday Night Live. It must've been a replay because I've already seen this one..

I forget about Eddie staring at me and just laugh along with the show. This one was the suitcase boy with Robert Downey.

'And my books are overdue no thanks to you!" Robert yelled out, I laughed along with the audience

That was until Eddie pulled my face away and towards his. His lips connected with mine and he kissed me, not much force, it was soft, giving me the chance to pull away, but it was passionate enough for me to loosen myself into it. He pulled away and just started again

"I wish I knew earlier" he said simply

"Why's that" I gulped, still feeling the tingle of his lips on me even though he's pulled away

"Cause I would've done that ages ago" he confessed with a sigh.

He grinned at me before going to hold my hand. His cold rings made me shiver as our hands connected together.

"Guys" Dustin's voice was heard from my walkie

"GUYS ARE YOU THERE" he yelled out into it. Eddie reached over to where he put it and turned it off. Making Dustin's voice cut off and make the line go silent. Making us alight at the young boys enthusiasm.

---------------------------------------------------

The first part was way better.

@tommyriddleobsessed @anangelwhodidntfall @stephanie-lkj @phantomxoxo @bellevsoares

[bbybaku]

cranky no nut november boyfriend shigaraki

yes i know its july. 

1.8 k words 

slow burn but there is smut 

warnings: angry shig, humiliation, degrading, oral (fem recieving), use of vibrator, shoes on bed, angst, fluff, mentions of masturbtion

your boyfriend, tomura shigaraki, had made a bet with his friends, about who could last the longest during no nut november.

you thought a month wouldn’t be that bad, right? you guys could handle it.

the first few days were nothing. you two were busy and didnt think that much of it. 

but the first weekend shiggy had invited you over to watch a movie. which was usually code for “let’s fuck”

you went over to his apartment, about 20 minutes into the movie you slipped your hand under the blanket, feeling around for his cock.

“hey” he said softly but irritated as he picked up your hand and moved it.

“what? we always-“ you asked

“i’m taking this month seriously, i can eat you out or something but we cant, you cant” he said

 you were not expecting him to take it this seriously.

you knew your boyfriend he never took anything seriously? why did he have to take this stupid month seriously.

“well, do you want?” he asked as he ran his fingers over your clothed clit.

“no let’s just hang out tonight” you said.

“okay” he said then kissed you on the head and pulled you into his lap.

you could feel his erection. but you knew you had to ignore it. 

week 2 was easy because shigaraki was out of town for a work trip.

you didn’t know how he was doing it. no sex was one thing, but not even masturbating?

you had been touching yourself every day to the thought of him, the pictures you had of him and sometimes 

the movies you had made together.

the night he got back he came straight to your apartment.

he looked pale.

you went in for a hug, but he pushed you away.

“no” he snapped “ i just wanted to see you”

you gulped “oh okay”

you cooked dinner and he told you about the trip.

the space between your thighs ached the entire evening.

you asked him to stay the night but he said he no.

and he left. 

it was day 15. you needed him. your hand could only do so much. you couldnt do what he could do. he knew your body better than you did. 

you texted him to hang out. 

the two of you got coffee then made out in the car. 

his mouth tasted so good. your body presses against the console, arms around his neck. the kiss starting equal but he very quickly shoved his tongue in your mouth. he took your jaw in his hand and held your face while his tongue circled yours. you sucked on his bottom lip. his hand found your tit. your hand found his crotch. 

shigaraki instantly pulled away, he was pissed “how many fucking times do i have to tell you no?” 

you sighed “im sorry i just-” 

he pushed his hair out of his face and took your jaw in his hand again. “look at me. i want to be inside of you so bad. i think about you all the time. i love you so much but we just cant right now.”

 his tone made you want him even more. it was embarrassing how hot you got  when he was irritated. and he knew it. 

“i hate this stupid challenge” you said through his grip on your jaw. 

“do you want to be like that?”  he talked down to you with a smirk.

“we can always go back to my apartment, and work on your attitude” he said letting go of your face and grabbing the gear shift. 

you had soaked through your panties a while ago. you were excited but knew you wouldnt be filled up the way you wanted to be. 

the drive to shiggys apartment was agonizing. the sexual tension was higher now than it was on your first date. it felt like you were getting stopped at every red light, the car in front of you was always going slow. and both of you were sweating. 

he had one hand rubbing your thigh and the other on the steering wheel, except at stops when he would run it through his shaggy hair. when he finally got to his apartment complex the two of you practically sprinted inside. 

“elevator?” you asked pressing the up button repeatedly. 

he took his hands out of his pockets and said “stairs” 

the two of you raced up to the fourth floor, you beat him but just barely. once both of you were in the hallway he picked you up and slung you over his shoulder.

once in his apartment he didnt even turn the lights on, he took you to his bed and threw you on it. 

he stood over you and sighed. “its your lucky day” he then pushed you up to the headboard and pulled off your panties. so eager, you were both still wearing shoes and the window was open. 

you shivered at the cold air on your exposed heat. 

shigaraki just stared for a minute. he loved vulnerability. 

he loved having you at his mercy. 

he pushed your skirt up and grabbed onto your thighs. 

“i knew you would be soaked.” he shook his head “such a whore” he said.

and just like that he dove right in.  

he licked up your folds and you bucked your hips to meet him. 

his grip on your thighs tightened and he pushed you into the bed.

“dont move” he met your eyes when he said it.

he started sucking hickies on your inner thighs, his fingers teasing at your clit. 

you held his head in your hands, not directing him, but rubbing his scalp. 

he occasionally hummed into your thighs at the feeling. 

he pulled off of your inner thigh and brought his mouth and nose to your entrance. you whimpered, expecting him to relieve your ache. 

he blew cold air on your exposed heat. 

you cried out. 

and shigaraki crawled up to meet you at eye level. 

he straddled you and leaned down “beg.” he whispered 

“please” you whispered

“i dont get anything for this. why should i be nice if i dont get the reward of your tight little pussy? or getting to fuck your pretty face. make it worth my while. give me this one little thing.  i said to beg like the whore you are.” 

you gulped. “please tomura. i touch myself to the thought of you every day and nothing satisfies me like you do. i just want you. i want you to fill me up and please let me come. please sir.” 

“hmm okay, i guess but its embarrassing that you touch yourself so much, you really are a whore.” he said as he repositioned his mouth at your entrance. 

he once again pinned your hips to the bed and brough his mouth to your entrance.

his long slender fingers ran through your folds a few times before stopping at your clit and rubbing circles. 

you moaned in pleasure, finally. shigaraki was relieving your ache. 

he sucked on your entrance and drank your juice like it was water from the tap. you could feel his tongue at your entrance, he tease then run his tongue through your folds. 

your entire body was shaking and the knot in your stomach was about to release. 

“please i - can i please” you whined. 

shikaraki hummed yes into you, his grip on your thighs tightening 

the hum was what sent your over the edge, your walls tightening and releasing around shigarakis mouth. 

he pulled off for a moment and looked at you “that was fast. youre so easy, y/n, you know that?” 

and at that he went right back to what he was doing, only this time it was his finger. at your entrace and his tongue on your clit. 

his tongue going all around and eventually stopping and making out with your bud. 

you were crying at the pleasure. 

his long fingers going in and out, and in and out. at no particular speed or regularity and occasionally stoping to curl inside you. 

your hands went to shiggys hair, but you couldnt control yourself the way you had earlier. your hands were shaking as the held onto his head.

you came again, it was so fast you didn’t even have the time to ask.

you could feel him smiling on you.

shigaraki pinched your thigh, acknowledging your high, but showed no sign of stopping.

he maneuvered a little bit, grabbing something under the bed while still fingering you. 

if you thought you were a mess before, you were wrong. because you were even more of a mess when shigaraki started rubbing around your clit with a vibrator. 

your back arched and you grabbed onto the sheets, so as not to pull on shiggys hair, “pleASE. m-gonna c--um” you barely got out. 

your lower body convulsing. 

tears started streaming down your face, it hurt so good. “dont cum yet, baby. i want you to wait this time. like i have to wait.” 

“no-oh-oh-o” you sobbed 

shigaraki mustve been getting irritated because his grip on you tightened, and he pinched your inner thigh. 

“please” you whimpered, running your fingers through his hair as gently as you could. 

“no” he said sweetly. 

your vision was starting to blur and you were still crying, “isnt this what you wanted darling?” shigaraki asked. 

you only sobbed in response, you were loosing the ability to form coherent sentences. 

the knot in your stomach released without warning, and you came on shigaraki’s vibrator. 

with that he sighed and stood up, going to the bathroom to help you clean up. 

despite your scattered brain, you knew your boyfriend well enough to know that he was in agony. 

“does it hurt?” you asked him between deep breaths. 

refering to how bad he wanted you, and how hard he was in his pants. 

he waled back in with a towel and said “yes” looking down at the ground. 

“well what if we” you started. 

“no, im tired of having to explain this to you.”

“please, i just want you so bad” you begged as he climbed on top pf you.

“i said no! just fucking shut up” he snapped

“why?" you whinned

he found your wrists and pinned your hands beside your head on the bed. 

“everyone gets a different penalty. do you know what mine is if i fail? huh? do you want to know”

"um i-” 

you went to speak but no words came out. 

shigaraki leaned down “my penalty is to send the group chat a video of us having sex” 

“oh” you said feeling yourself blush

he gulped and looked away “which i really dont want to do because you are mine.”

he released your wrists and fell on top of you, “youre all mine” 

“please just wait 2 more weeks” he whispered into your neck. 

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[starsofmilos]

I felt the same (Adrian Chase x reader)

Request: ok i know you did a similar theme with the amnesia fic and stuff but im such a sucker for the trope of someone being taken and the person they love trying to get them back, i was wondering if you could something where the reader is taken by ppl who want info on task force x or vigilante or something and they would never ever give up vigilante or their friends but they're really scared and close to giving up because they dont think anyone cares about them and doesnt think anyone is gonna come for them (meanwhile adrian is like losing his mind looking for them, but they didnt know he felt the same way)

Okie! I gotcha.

Masterlist

Warnings: angst, torture, violence, kidnapping, cursing, (READ WITH CAUTION), 

Adrian felt sick. He didn’t know why he felt sick. He just knew he did. Something was wrong and he was wracking his brain all day struggling to find the answer. Maybe he was coming down with a small bug. That’s at least what he tried to convince himself as he sat at the office with all of you trying to concentrate on the details for the next mission. 

You kept glancing at him concerned seeing him look so distant. It wasn’t usually like him. Adrian knew you kept glancing at him, but he just couldn’t bring himself to look back. Something was wrong. It felt like his chest was about to burst. It felt tight and he felt weak. 

Right after Emilia finished the debriefing. You went to him wanting to check on him. “Hey Adrian. You okay?” He tried to shoot a smile to you not wanting to make you worry over him. You were someone he held close. 

You both grew close when he joined the task force. It wasn’t hard for Adrian to fall for you. You were this kind, gentle nurse and IT tech. You didn’t treat him like he was dumb and genuinely respected his opinions. 

“Yeah I’m okay cookie.” His nickname for you was cookie. You had a habit of stress baking and there was an entire week of you bringing him nonstop cookies wanting to get rid of them. 

He loved it. You practically spoiled him. Anytime he was hurt, you fussed the most and would lecture him on being more careful. You didn’t care how he was Vigilante and even offered to be his personal nurse. Adrian realized he gained feelings for you the night he was shot. You sat everyday in the hospital waiting for him. Nursing him back to health when he got home. 

You also had it bad for Adrian. It was hard not to fall for the guy. Did he have a dark side? Yeah, but besides that he was the nicest and sweetest person you had ever met. He was a dork and genuinely made you laugh. You liked him, but terrified of losing one of the best friends you’ve ever had, you never told him.

“You sure dude?” He nodded as you sat next to him pressing your palm to his forehead. “You don’t have a fever.” You sighed a bit worried. Adrian shook his head. “You don’t fuss over me. I’ll be good dude.” Adrian moved your hand off of him smiling at you.

You nodded before standing up. “Well I gotta go pick up lunch you wanna come with me?” You asked him hoping he’d agree. Usually some time out with you seemed to cheer him up. 

“No I’m okay cookie. You go ahead.” You nodded. Adrian would regret not going with you. You grabbed your keys walking out with a small smile. “Alright I’ll be back soon.” You walked out driving to the pizza place everyone, but you seemed to like. It was alright though, your favorite deli was down the street from it. 

You got the pizza setting it in your car right as you went to get in your seat. A cry called out to you. It was a young woman. “Please help!” You closed your door raising your hand approaching her. “Miss are you okay?!” “Oh thank god!! Please call 911!! My husband he passed out!” You looked to where she was pointing seeing a man on the floor. 

“I’m a doctor! Let me look over him.” You ran to him pulling your phone out calling 911. Sighing in relief checking his pulse, you turned to his wife who stood behind you, “Does he have any preexisting medical condition-” You stopped seeing her smile before screaming feeling the man push a rag against your mouth.

‘Don’t breathe. Don’t breathe.’ You struggled trying to fight it off, but the need for air became too much. The woman smirked as your eyes drifted close. “We got her quickly throw her in the van.” The man nodded helping her moving to drive as she sat in the back tying you up. “We’ll finally get the info we want. Boss will be happy.” She cheered as you laid unconscious in the back.

It was two hours later than the time you said you’d be back. Adrian grew anxious waiting for your arrival. “Dude has anyone got in contact with Y/N?” John asked. Everyone was growing hungry. “I’ll call her.” Emilia sighed. She looked down in surprise when you didn’t answer. You always answer you phone. “Adrian can you try calling her?” He nodded feeling nauseated when it went straight to voicemail.

“John can you track her phone?” He nodded as Adrian kept calling you waiting for you to answer. “It says she still in front of the pizza place?” “Adrian-” Emilia was gonna ask him to go check on you. 

“I’m on it.” He ran out with Chris behind him. They both got there immediately looking around for you. “Fuck where is she!?” “Vig her car!” Chris pointed at it. Adrian ran to it. Sure enough there sat the pizza but no sign of you. They both went silent seeing something shine in the distance. 

“I’m calling Harcourt.” Chris told him as Adrian stared in shock at your bracelet that laid on the floor not to far from your car. You never took it off. It was a gift from Adrian. He saw it and thought of you so he bought it. It was only five dollars and mostly string, but you never took it off.

“Fuck!” Adrian kicked a nearby rock as the realization that something had happened to you settled in. 

You gasped awake tied to a chair feeling groggy. “Fuck me...” You groaned out looking around. It was a dark room only one light shined in it and it was directly on you. “Shit.” You murmured struggling in your ties. Grunting as you tried to loosen the ties, you jumped hearing the door open. 

“Hello.” A man walked in wearing a smirk. “You work with the task force correct?” You tried not to show your fear. “That depends who’s asking?” He smiled. “Ah a fighter I see.” You glared at him as he sat in front of you rolling his sleeves. “Listen I have some beef to deal with all of you.” You shook a bit as he pulled out a small pocket knife. “You guys destroyed my factory.” 

The last mission you all had to break into a factory to get rid some butterflies working in there. Adrian had accidentally set the place on fire. You guys didn’t care enough to be angry the factory needed to be shut down anyways.”Okay and? Maybe you shouldn’t have been doing illegal shit.” 

He laughed loudly as you pulled at your restraints. “You have no room to talk back. I’ve been scouting your team for a while now and came to the realization. You all need to pay. Because of you. I lost my fucking business. I’m still making money. Don’t get me wrong, but that was one my biggest sources of income-” “Oh boohoo. The villain lost their money. Fuck you.” He slapped you. 

“Don’t fucking interrupt me bitch.” You spit on him as he smiled. “See I knew it was a good idea to grab you.” You tried to pull away as he grabbed your chin squeezing. “I’ve been watching your team. Trying to figure out who was the best to take. I thought about the one with the dye beard, but he would crack easily. I wanna break someone.” You struggled against his hold as he trailed his knife down your arm. 

“I knew Waller’s daughter wouldn’t be fun. They’d get involved and she’d probably spend everything to find her. I didn’t want that trouble. The blonde one would’ve held out way longer than I would want her too. Even I know I can’t over power Peacemaker or Vigilante, but then I realized something...You.” 

You cursed as he cut your forearm. “I saw you. The way they interact with you. You are the doctor for them. You cure them and care for them, but they don’t seem to care for you like you do them. So I wanted to take the one that would be easiest to break and you were perfect. You are gonna be so fucking fun to tear down. I give you three days before you give up all your friends that includes Vigilante’s identity.” You cried out as he dug his knife into your shoulder. 

“FUCK YOU!” You struggled against your chains crying out as he cut your thigh. You screamed as he began slashing you. “This is gonna be fun Doc!” You glared at him as he laughed.

Adrian had been pacing the room. Why didn’t he go with you? Why did they take you? He grit his teeth kicking a nearby chair. “Dude calm down. I’m already looking for nearby footage.” John called out to him as Emilia sat there angrily. Who the fuck thought it was smart to take you of all people?

“Hurry the fuck up!” Adrian yelled at him sitting down. “We need to find her!!” Adrian had been playing every possible scenario in his head. What if they were hurting you? Or worse killed you?

“Okay I got it.” They all ran surrounding John. “Look there’s a woman approaching her.” Adebayo called out pointing at you. “Why did Y/N follow her?” Emilia asked before seeing you bend down behind a car. They moved to the camera showing a man had been laying unconscious on the floor.

“She was helping them,” Adrian spoke out before cursing as he saw the man sit up pressing a rag against your mouth. “Motherfucker!” Adrian yelled out angrily. You had asked him to go with you. He should’ve gone with you.

“Adrian calm down we’re gonna find her.” “They fucking played her. They had to have been watching her to know she would’ve helped them. She’s a doctor!” He sat down gripping his hair. Everyone else went silent. They couldn’t lose you, Adrian couldn’t lose you.

“Okay..” Emilia spoke up. “John start tracking her phone. Adebayo I need you to go to the store and ask the shop owners questions. Chris and me are gonna go over all of our old missions to see who could’ve targeted us-” “I got facial recognition on the guy!” John cut her off printing it. “Adrian and me can go interrogate him,” Adrian stood up grabbing his mask and guns walking out. 

“Let’s fucking go,” Emilia nodded. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Chris called out to her. “Yeah. Adrian will get them to talk.” 

You gasped for air as your head popped up after being dunked in water. You coughed as the man let your hair go letting you fall back into your side. “Still don’t wanna talk? What’s Vigilante’s name?” You shook your head. “Your mom-” Your head was dunked again and held under for a good five seconds. He only pulled you up when you began to not struggle anymore. 

“Come on don’t die on me yet doc.” You coughed throwing up a bit as he dropped you on the floor. “I’ll come back later maybe then you’ll talk.” You laid on the floor taking the time to feel peace before he came back in here. It had been an hour or so you think. Maybe it was longer. Time kinda blurred together. “They’ll find me..” You tried to reassure yourself.

“Who the fuck hired you?!” Adrian yelled out breaking the man’s leg as he screamed out trying to crawl away. Emilia stood outside the house being the lookout for Adrian. “I don’t know!! The woman just told me to drug her!” He cried out as Adrian panted above him pulling his gun out. “NO NO! Please!!” 

“I’m gonna give you one more fucking chance. Who the fuck hired you? And why did you take her?” The man cried a bit as Adrian glared at him. “Fucking speak damn it!” He kicked the man. “You stupid motherfuckers!!” Adrian picked him up single handily slamming him against the wall. 

“Fucking speak.” “His name was Vin! That’s what she said! His name is Vin!!!” He wanted her because they noticed she was close to all of you. They said she was the easiest to break!!” He cried out as Adrian heaved turning his head. “Where is she?” “That I don’t know! I swear to you! I swear I don’t fucking know! I drove them to another car! It was red! I helped her in there and then drove off! I’m sorry!!” 

Adrian laughed a bit. “Oh you’re fucking sorry?! You weren’t fucking sorry when she struggled against you! Were you?! When you made profit off of a woman who thought you were hurt and instead of fucking driving off ran to you to fucking help!! Were you fucking sorry then?!” He threw him down stomping on his neck killing him. Adrian walked out. “Did you get that?!” Emilia nodded grabbing the mans phone. “We’ll see what John can get from this.”

You sobbed into the floor as the man, who you found out goes by the name Vin, stomped on your collarbone. A loud crack resounded through the door. “Did you know it’s been five days Y/N?” You cough trying to managed through the pain as Vin kicked you. 

“I’ll take that as you didn’t. It’s officially been five days since you’ve been taken and your friends..They have yet to find you. Maybe they don’t want to find you.” “Shut up..” You whimpered out softly. “Oh you want me to shut up? Can’t deal with the reality that no one fucking cares for you. They probably found themselves a new doctor. You were just a fucking work associate. They were never your friends-” You spat on his shoe glaring up at him.

“I’m not telling you shit. You mother fucking asshole.” He smirked. “I knew you would be fun to break.” He walked out. “I’ll come back later. Make sure to keep her alive.” He yelled out to his team as he left. “They’re gonna come for me...They will..” 

“It’s been a fucking week how the fuck have we not fucking found her!!” Adrian threw a nearby pencil holder to the wall. “We’re trying Adrian!” Adebayo yelled out wanting him to calm down. “She needs us! She is always taking care of us!! And now that she needs us she’s fucking alone!! I just fucking want her back!!” He paced the floor. “Adrian..” Emilia called out to him. 

“What?” She sighed terrified of his reaction from what she was about to say. “It’s been a week. I’m sorry to say it, but we need to start thinking that..” “What?!” He yelled out. “They might have killed her already.” “No.” “Adrian-” “No all of you shut the fuck up. She is alive. We are not giving up on her.” John sighed nodding. 

“She’s our friend..She would’ve been fighting for us. We can’t stop.”John agreed with Adrian. Emilia sighed sitting down. “I never said stop looking for her, but we need to start thinking that she’s-” “She’s not.” Adrian spoke up. Chris nodded with him. “Y/N is strong. She’s not gone.”  Adrian shook a bit deciding to take off. Some patrol would do him so good. 

He practically tore through every criminal he found that night. 

Adrian went to every lead they found killing whoever he deemed necessary to find you. It had been officially a week and a half since you went missing. Adrian was tired, but he wasn’t stopping. They finally had a break through once they found the women who attacked you that day.

You cried out as you hung from the ceiling feeling him repeatedly punch you. “Tell me what I want to fucking know!” You sobbed into your arms shaking your head. “Fuck you bitch!” He kicked you in the stomach laughing as you cried. “No one fucking cares Doc. Why do you still want to protect them? All of this can stop if you just tell me what I want to know.” 

Would it be so bad to tell him? You pondered for a bit. Did they actually care for you? Did Adrian actually care for you? He promised he would always protect you, so why isn’t he here now? Why didn’t he go with you that day? It’s not like he loved you like you loved him. He didn’t feel the same. 

“Come on doc just spit it out..” You shook looking at him. “Vigilante’s name is...” He smiled widely waiting for you to speak. You clenched your teeth as your whole body throbbed in pain. You wanted so badly to break. You did. Adrian didn’t care for you. None of them cared for you, but the idea of him finding Adrian and killing him. That would haunt you for the rest of your life.

“His name is Fuck you.” You shook a bit as he grabbed a nearby crowbar. “Tsk tsk...Could’ve ended all of this..Fine I can hurt you a bit longer.” No one would come for you. That is what you realized, but you’ll be damned if you give up the person and people you held close to you.

You looked up hearing gunshots down the room. A roar echoed down the hallway. You looked at him with a small smile. “Fuck you.” You muttered out as he grabbed his gun running out there. You relaxed knowing help was just around the corner. 

Shutting your eyes, you sobbed finally feeling the relief you’d been craving for days. “Y/N?” You opened your eyes seeing Adrian walk into the room cautiously. “Vigilante!” You yelled out crying. Tears streamed down your face as you saw him run to you. He began to cut the rope holding you catching you as you fell. You hiccuped curling into his hold as he gripped you tightly. 

“I didn’t tell them anything I swear! I’m so sorry!” “Shh shh it’s okay..I know you didn’t tell him anything-” “I was so close to breaking! I’m so sorry!! Please don’t be mad at me!!” You grew a bit hysteric crying into Adrian’s chest. “I’m sorry!! I’m so fucking sorry! Adrian please-” Adrian shook his head feeling tears brim his eyes as he shushed you softly. “I’m not mad. I promise I’m not..”

 He reached up about to pull his mask off before feeling your hands grab his. “Don’t! It’s not safe!” “It is. I promise you. You’re safe now..” You let him go letting him remove it. “See I’m here now..You’re safe..” You sobbed into his armor as he lifted you up carrying out of there. “Close your eyes.” You nodded gripping his shoulder tightly as he carried you carefully out. 

Vin had been tied down by Chris and Harcourt. They both glared at him before widening their eyes seeing your shaking weak form. “She needs a doctor.” They both nodded. “Kill this motherfucker and let’s get out of here.” Adrian wanted to be the one to kill him, but as you gripped his shoulder hiding your face in his chest. He realized there was someone more important. 

You jumped hearing a loud gunshot before being laid down gently in the van by Adrian. “Hold on. We’re gonna get you help okay?” You nodded gripping his hand. “I’m sorry...” “It’s okay. You’re okay..You did such a good job holding on for us.” John began to drive.

“Please don’t be mad at me..It hurt it was so constant..I’m so sorry I almost broke..” You cried into his legs. Adebayo wiped her face. You were hurting so bad you almost broke. John clenched the steering wheel speeding up a bit. 

Chris comfortingly rubbed your leg as Adrian stroked your hair. Emilia stood silent shaking a bit as you cried in relief. Adrian shook his head. “It’s okay..None of us are mad at you..” “Promise?” You whimpered out as Adrian stroked your hair. “I promise..” He sniffled a bit as your eyes began to droop. 

“Hey hey! Come one now. Stay awake for us yeah?” “I’m sorry..I’m just so tired.” “Stay awake Y/N..” “I got scared I’d never get to tell you..Adrian I love you..” He shook his head. “Come on stay with us! Hurry the fuck up!” John nodded practically breaking all the traffic laws. 

“I love you so much..” You whispered out grabbing his hand. “I know you probably don’t feel the same-” “No I do! I do! So please stay awake! Please! For me?” You shook your head. “I can’t..” “Yes you can Y/N.” Emilia spoke up moving near you. “You can. We know you can.” Chris nodded. “You’re the strongest one here. You can stay awake Y/N.” Adebayo nodded agreeing with Chris. “We have so much to tell you so stay awake okay?” 

“I’m sorry guys..” Your eyes shut as you drifted off. “NO! NO! Please don’t take her! Please!” Adrian broke down yelling at John to hurry. “Please. Please.” He begged. 

Once at the hospital, Adrian ran in screaming for help with his mask on. Everyone else ran in behind him yelling too. They wheeled you off as they all sat in the waiting room. Adrian tapped his foot impatiently for the time they had you. It was two hours when a doctor came out. “How is she?” Adrian was the first to ask. “She’s okay.” “She is?” “Yeah it was a very close call though. Her collarbone is broken. It seems like she was hit and mended repeatedly. There’s still stitches on cuts that don’t look old.” 

Adrian clenched his fist. They were keeping you alive just to torture you all over. “Can we see her?” Emilia asked him. He shook his head. “No not yet anyways. She’s malnourished and is very lucky to be alive. We have her in the ICU. We will call you all with any news.” 

Adrian sat at home for a bit before showering. He let himself fully break down when he looked at himself in the mirror. He let you down. You were hurt and scared. He wasn’t there. He wasn’t fucking there.

He drove back in the hospital spending three whole days there waiting for any news for you. The nurses encouraged him to go home, but he wouldn’t budge. Once you were allowed visitors, he sat in your room the whole time waiting for you to wake up. 

Your eyes felt dry as you opened them. You winced trying to sit up before hearing a toilet flush. Adrian came out gasping as he saw you awake. You immediately threw the blanket off wanting to run to him. Adrian was near within seconds though pushing you back down. “Rest.” “I kept telling them I wanted to see you-” “I know, but rest.” You nodded feeling tears threaten to spill over. “I’m-” “Don’t you dare fucking apologize again.”

“I love you.” Adrian murmured into your hairline as he kissed your face. “You have no idea how crazy I went looking for you..” You frowned seeing the dark bags under his eyes. “I almost gave you up. I thought you didn’t care for-” 

“Don’t even finish that. Y/N I literally killed so many people just to find you. I love you and care for you so much. I’m sorry I didn’t protect you..” Adrian let himself cry into you. “I love you too..” “I swear I felt the same! I swear I did!” You nodded hugging him as best as you could with one arm. Your other being in a cast and sling.

 “I’m sorry I doubted you..” He shook his head. “No it’s okay..I’m just so fucking relieved you’re actually here. I felt the fucking same. I swear to you..” You nodded as he kissed your cheek. You grabbed his face kissing him needing to feel him close. Adrian kissed you back just as eagerly wanting you close as well. Your teeth clacked against one another as gripped the nape of his neck tightly. You wanted to stay like this longer, but you needed air. 

“I thought I wouldn’t get to tell you..” “I know. I thought the same.” Adrian sniffled as you wiped his tears away. “I love you Adrian..” “I love you Y/N..” He smiled kissing you once more. There were still things to talk about, but for now Adrian needed the reassurance that you were actually here. Hurt and scarred, but still here..

[binkszamsstuff]

Chase two girls lose the one

Summary: bucky is ending his marriage with you for Natasha, when he realizes he was wrong that it's always been you. When he is finally ready to love and cherish you for the rest of his life. When he finally sees what was right in front of his face, it's gone. Your gone.

Warning: angst, death, divorce, sadness, cheating, asshole bucky.

Cheating bucky barnes! X fem reader

The song cardigan by taylor swift is what I thought of when I wrote this.

Not edited!!!! I'll do it later🤷‍♀️

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You knew that bucky was no longer in love with you, you could feel deep in your soul. The odd hours he would leave and come from work, the phone calls he would take in private or the ones at 3 am begging him to come over. You knew it was Natasha, it was painfully obvious, so there you sat with a suitcase in hand waiting for your taxi to come. The divorce papers and a handwritten letter explaining why you were gone was waiting for james Buchanan barnes on the dining table.

You left the ring on that table too just like you were leaving the love, life and once happiness behind with him. You secretly took the day off to pack and leave, so james didnt have to be there, with his hard stares and cold tones that he gives you now. The front door opened you snapped your head around to see bucky and nat in heated makeout session.

Disgust ran through you, you stood and gathered your things making the choice to wait outside now. Bu-James's eyes locking with yours "y-y/n what are you doing here" he stuttered out "well james this was my house but don't you worry I'm leaving in the next 7 to 5 minutes" Natasha smirked a proud look on her face. "Good, I'm glad this can be over" james said he and his arm candy turned towards the bedroom you once shared. The car ride to Steve's house was filled with hidden tears. Steve,sam, tony and wanda knew that the days you spent where short. Your life slipping like sand in an hourglass -no way to slow it down no way to stop it.

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7 months later buckys life was a mess, Natasha was making his life a living hell, his life was a living hell without you. After the night you left bucky sobbed, he thought he didn't care and didnt love you anymore, he was wrong. Oh so wrong, he couldn't have loved you more. Everyday he begged steve and Sam to tell him where you were, to help him get you back. The first 5 times that you got brought up in conversation sam and steve both had to excuse themselves with tears in their eyes. Bucky didnt know why they where so sensitive to you being gone, that you and him got a divorce.

Now Natasha was screaming cutting up your old clothes that bucky hid away in the guest closet, he still had everything you left behind. It still smelled like you, in this closet you were still his. He would stand in the closet and pretend that you where here with him, not out there living a life without him. He pretended that you would pop in and kiss his cheek before bed, snuggle into him and hold him tight. Endlessly telling him how much you loved him.

"WHY?! WHY DO YOU HAVE THESE BUCKY!! SHES GONE. YOU WANTED ME! ME!" bucky was crying watching her cut and rip all your things up like you meant nothing. Guilt swam in him, ran through his blood, he treated you like nothing, even though your where -are his everything. "I need to find her" bucky walked out of the guest room into the living room grabbing his coat and car keys "you won't find her, at least alive" bucky stopped mid step "what do you mean!?"he seethed. "Oh you didn't know two weeks ago she died, aw poor thing. cancer, couldn't save her. Oh dont look at me like that you wanted her gone didnt you?" Bucky was in disbelief no no you cant be gone, no your not dead. "Oh what steve and sam didn't tell you, her funeral is tomorrow I thought about popping in"

Bucky run to his car tears and sobs rang from him like a church bell. No no no no shes not gone, y/n cant be gone! He thought. Bucky recklessly parked his car banging on Steve's door. "Steve! Where is she!!!" Steve opened the door tears running down his face "what bucky, what!" Steve yelled "y/n she cant be gone. Why didnt you tell me! Goddamn it steve." Bucky pushed past him now standing in Steve's living room, books and flowers, pictures of you all over he was finishing up some last touches on your funeral. " thought you didnt care about her. Why would I tell her cheating ex-husband, whos price of shit anything?" Bucky dropped to his knees wailing your name begging you to come back to him.

"Here" steve through a paper at buckys face

Dear bucky, my buckaroo

I know we are no longer together and your happy with Natasha but I just wanted to write one last time to tell you I love you. And always will, you hurt me yes but I still have unconditional love for you, that's how I know it's real because even when you broke my heart, leave me to die without you, cheat me and cast me away I still love you more then life. I cant live without and now that your gone me being sick just proves it. I know no matter what you could possibly do I would still love you. I hope you have a wonderful life bucky, I'll be homesick for you even in heaven. Because if not in this one, in the next -your love y/n

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There he sat 63 years later in a hospital bed old and grey there he sat, a picture of y/n young and beautiful in his hands. In his mind your still beautiful, no gery hair, no dead bodies in the ground, no goodbyes just you and him and the life he throw away. After bucky found out you had died he left Natasha and never dated after that. you where it for him if only he wasn't too late. He lived long and good, thought of you every single day, all the what ifs and Saddness still ate him alive. Bucky died on your wedding anniversary, and when he reached the after life, there were you where with open arms waiting for him. Because if not in this one, in the next

[imthebadguyyy]

A/N - based off of this sinful photograph

Suggested listening - Wildside by Normani and Kiss It Better by Rihanna

Wildside

Pairing - Lewis Hamilton x Reader (fem!littlemix!reader)

Fandom - F1

Summary - You've been on tour for a while, and you miss your loverboy. But when he surprises you on tour, its bound to get spicy.

Warnings - smut (not well written)

The snap of hips. The soft groans and moans. The sound of pants. The sound of Rihanna's 'Kiss It Better' blaring through the walls. The bed knocking against the wall as Lewis's hands squeezed your hips, the intensity of the thrust pushing the bed against the wall. The high pitched moan that left your mouth as you reached your high, eyes closing as stars exploded behind your eyelids, as your boyfriend came right after you, your walls clenching as he came. Even after reaching your high, you didn't want to open your eyes, far too consumed in the earth shattering pleasure that was coursing through your veins, until a soft hand reached to pull your chin up, soft brown eyes looking into your own, clouded with lust and euphoria.

Pulling your mouth into his in a heated kiss, Lewis moved his hand to rest on your bare stomach, squeezing your tummy softly as he deepened the kiss. Pulling away he let his head droop onto your bare chest. "That was.." he began, far too blissed out to think of an adjective. "Godly" you said, chest rising and falling rapidly, trying to come to terms with the intensity of your orgasm. Laughing he leaned back up to kiss your nose, before standing up and walking to the bathroom. You heard the tap running, and the sound of the dustbin opening and closing. You closed your eyes again, the aftershocks still coursing through your body.

Opening them again slowly, you saw Lewis walk towards you, towel in hand, and a lazy smile on his face. He gently cleaned your thighs, finishing with kisses on both of them. He reached up and wiped your torso, which was gleaming with a thin layer of sweat, before running the towel over your nose, cheeks, eyes and mouth. He dropped the towel in the clothes hamper near the bathroom door, pulling on his boxer shorts and and pulling out one of his t shirts from the cupboard. "What about the clothes on the floor" you piped up, finally beginning to wake up from your post pleasure state. "When did it get so messy?" He said, spotting 5 different clothing items in 5 different corners of the room. "When you decided to run your hand up my dress in a restraunt" you replied, throwing him a fake glare.

"You liked it" was his cocky reply, smirk spreading over his face as you flushed and ran a hand through your hair. "I did not" you lied, watching as he raised his eyebrows. "Oh really ? Thats not what you were saying 5 minutes ago- oh wait, you weren't saying anything at all. You were too busy moaning my name to say anything else-" "OKAY fine I loved it. Now shut up and bring your fine ass back for cuddles"

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That was a month ago. Now you've been away for nearly one and half months, away with the girls on the LM5 tour. You loved touring, it was the best part of being a singer, getting to see the music you girls made together come to life on a stage in front of thousands and thousands of screaming fans. It was a thrill like no other. The only problem was that you were away from home. Distance was never an issue for the two of you, after all, he was a Formula 1 driver. It was very rare that he was home, except during the breaks and the gaps till race weekend, but ever since you two had started dating, he tried to be with you whenever you could. Sometimes, your shows would be in places where the races were too, and then he'd definitely turn up. But it was a difficult thing to do all the time, and some nights on tour were spent pulling all nighters as you talked to each other on the phone, till one of you eventually fell asleep.

But you knew when you started dating him, this wouldn't exactly be a regular relationship. The two of you were doing your dream jobs, and they were both extraordinary. And you were willing to put in the work you had to put in to make the relationship work, and you did. Yet here you were in Madrid, feeling heartbroken and desperately wanting your boyfriend by your side. It had been a rough couple of weeks, you were jet lagged and tired, and although this was the second leg of the tour, and you had had a break, it was tiring. It was hard going to bed every night alone, when all you wanted was to cuddle your boyfriend.

Little did you know, Lewis was feeling the same. In fact he had missed you so much, he had told Angela and his publicist to cancel all events for a week, while he flew out to Madrid to see you. He had missed you, he had missed you more than he could put into words. But he also wanted to surprise you. Pulling out his phone, he scrolled down to Leigh Anne's contact, and sent her a text.

Lewis, Leigh Anne

Hey. Is Y/N asleep ?

Hey! No, she's in an outfit fitting.

Okay that's good. I need your help with something.

Sure how can I help ?

I want to surprise her by coming to see you guys in Madrid.

Oh thats wonderful ! She's been a little down in the dumps. I think she misses you.

I miss her too.

Let me know when, and I'll send a car to pick you up.

I'll be there on Saturday. Landing at 3:15 and I should be at the hotel by 4:30. Then I can get ready and surprise her at the show.

Okay done. I'll send the car around 5:30,so you can rest for a bit. You should be here by 6. The show's at 6:15.

Thank you! Can't wait : )

I'm so happy youre coming to see her ! I'll let the girls know.

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As soon as he had finished texting, Lewis decided to start packing, the prospect of seeing you again sending a buzz of happiness running along his veins. God, he had missed you a lot. He turned to Roscoe, the dog sitting by his feet, looking up at his dad with his head cocked to one side. "I'm going to go see Mumma, Roscoe" he explained, smiling as the doggo barked in response. He wouldn't be able to take him to Madrid, he'd have to leave him with a dog sitter, but he couldn't feel too bad about it, since he had had Roscoe with him even when you were gone. And besides, Roscoe enjoyed the dog creche. He couldn't wait for Saturday.

Later in the evening, he sat down with a glass of wine, while the ringtone of your FaceTime rang through the empty house. After a few more seconds of ringing, the call was picked up, your tired face coming into view. "Hi darling" he said, noticing the tiredness in your eyes, and how much you were struggling to keep them open. "Hi bubs. Did you finish eating?" You asked, rubbing your eyes. "No, I've ordered soup" (did anyone get the reference ;) "Oh okay" was the reply. "What about you? What time is it?" "Its 9:20 AM" you replied, gently rubbing your eyes again, forcing yourself to stay awake.

"9:20? Thats pretty late baby. Why are you still sleepy?" "We were recording till 4 AM, so Im functioning on like 5 hours sleep right now" "Oh damn. Go back to sleep then baby" "Can't, rehearsal" was you reply, making him furrow his eyebrows. "Okay I guess. But don't tire yourself out" "I won't" "I love you" he said, smiling at you. "I love you"

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The Madrid show was always a fun one. The fans were loud and you loved it. They were one of the best crowds you girls ever played for, and the show had its own adrenaline and excitement. But it was difficult to give a 100% when you were tired, but you really tried, you did. During Power, you hit highnotes you didnt think you could, during Woman Like Me you danced like there was no tomorrow. During Wasabi, you brought your sass level up to a 1000. It was during Bounce Back that you caught sight of a very familiar face in the audience. Unable to actually grasp if you had actually seen Lewis, you turned to Jade, who was on your side, and looked back at the crowd and back to her, asking for confirmation.

The smirk she gave you was answer enough. After that, focusing on giving an excellent performance increased tenfold. Every swirl of your hips, every flip of your hair, every wink you threw at the audience, it was all five times sexier. In the crowd, your boyfriend was well aware of what you were doing, and it was fair to say that you were succeeding at it. He could feel an uncomfortable sensation around his pants region, as his cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants. He couldn't wait till the show was over, and you two could have a show of your own.

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"That was amazing darling!" Lewis said, spotting the 5 of you in your dressing room. "Oh look its Mr. Loverboy!" Perrie said, cackling as you rolled your eyes at her, before running up to your lover and jumping into his arms. "Hiya Bub! I missed you!" "I missed you too love. That's why I surprised you. I couldn't stand another day without you at home" he said, wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you stable as you jumped into his arms. A chorus of "awws" echoed throughout the room, as the girls watched your cute little interaction. What wasn't cute however was the comment Lewis made in your ear, hiding his face in your ear so that the girls couldn't see. "I can't wait to get back to the hotel. I saw the performance you were putting on for me baby. You have no idea how hard I got, how uncomfortable I was standing in front of so many people when all I really wanted to do was fuck you"

You could feel your mouth become dry, and your heartbeat quicken, and you could feel the area between your thighs become wet. You tightened your grip around him, letting your crotch rub against his very softly. "I think it's time to go" you mumbled against his ear. "Okay girls, as lovely as it was to see you, I think it's time we go back to the hotel. I'm pretty worn out from travelling as well" "Yeah I'm pretty tired too" you replied, faking a large yawn. "Alright then, we'll see you guys tomorrow!" Leigh Anne said, leaning forward to give you a hug. After you finished hugging all the girls, the two of you made your way to the car, eagerly waiting to get back home.

The car ride home was tense. The tension was apparent in the air, reverberating through the air, choking you in a way you revelled in. The air was thick with tension, and it was suffocating you in the best way possible. It was almost too much to take. When the hotel came into sight, you practically leapt out of the car, and rushed to the door, an equally ruffled Lewis beside you. But he was not going to give in to you so easily. He enjoyed seeing you flustered. And he was not a person that gave someone what they wanted when they asked for it,no. He was going to have you desperate for it. Smirking to himself, he made his way to the reception, grabbing you by the waist as he went.

Throwing him a confused look you followed, slightly frustrated. "Hello sir, how can I help you?" the man at the reception asked, eyes going slightly wide as he recognized the two of you. "Hi! I just wanted to ask, till what time is your pool and spa open?" He asked, sliding his hand down to the back of your dress. "The pool closes at 10 pm sir, and the spa at 9 pm. We open the pool at 7 am and the spa at 11pm"he replied, struggling to maintain his professionalism as he spoke to one of the best drivers in Formula 1. "Alright thank you. And what time does breakfast start?" Lewis asked, hand pressing down on your ass, ever so discreetly. "Breakfast is from 6-10 am sir" "Thank you so much"

Next to him, you were fuming. Of course he was going to ask questions to which he already knew the answers to. A painful throb between your legs made you let out a small whimper, and the man at the reception looked at you with concern in his eyes. "Ma'am are you alright?" He asked, eyeing your stiff posture and tense state. "Yes, just tired, thank you" you replied, a little stiffly, but it was hard to concentrate when Lewis's promise of fucking you senseless kept replaying in your mind. "Alright then, good night" Lewis said, biting back a smirk at your flustered state. He knew getting you all riled up would lead to some seriously earth shattering sex, and he couldn't wait. But first, he definitely wanted to tease you, to push you over the edge, just a little more.

Your room was on the 16th floor, and as the two of you made your way into the elevator, he eyed you up and down, eyes lingering on the curve of your breasts. The minute the door shut, he pushed you against the wall, capturing your lips in a steamy kiss you'd be remembering the next day. His hands moved to your ass, squeezing hard, eliciting a moan from your lips. The moment your lips parted, he was pushing his tongue into yours, his other hand coming up to pull on your hair roughly, relishing in the gasp that left your lips. As suddenly as he started, he stopped, pulling back and standing almost nonchalantly against the wall.

Trying to wrap your head around what happened, you gripped the wall with your hand, feeling your legs grow weak to a point where you felt like you couldn't stand on your own. You could feel your wetness dripping, threatening to run down your thighs, as the throbbing became even more painfully exciting. You looked down at the floor, eyes closing as your frustration grew more and more by the second. Finally, with a little 'ding', the elevator stopped at the 16th floor. The moment the door opened you stepped out on wobbly legs, trying your best to walk properly. But of course, that wasn't going to happen. As you turned one long corridor, Lewis suddenly grabbed your waist, pushing you against the wall again, to reach down and suck on your neck. You let out a gasp, and tried to run your crotch against his, but the retaliated with a slap to your ass, smirking when a high pitched moan left your lips. Lifting you up against the wall, he mumbled against your ear "the key card" your clouded mind was unable to process the words, too consumed by slight relief you were getting. "Get the key card baby" he repeated. This time you noted it, reaching down to his pants pocket to pull out the key card. You couldn't resist running your hand over his cock, feeling how rock hard he was. The thought of him fucking you senseless returned, and you let out a groan.

Grabbing the card from your hand, he opened the door, propping you up against the door in your bedroom. His eyes were filled with a raw, animal desire, as he dropped the card on the floor and reached up to unzip your dress. He ripped the zipper down, your dress falling to the floor in a crumpled heap. He locked his eyes on your heaving chest, hand reaching up to grab your chin, pulling you in for a searing kiss. His hand slid up your torso, reaching behind to unhook the red lacy bra you were wearing, letting it drop to the floor as he took in the glorious sight in front of him. You waited, wanting him to just touch you, but he just stared, eyes looking into yours, clearly saying "beg for it"

You couldn't help the soft "please" that left your lips, too desperate for some sort of touch. "Please what?' Lewis said, tightening his grip on your waist. "Please" was all you could say again, nearly whimpering again at the rough look in his eyes. "Use your words baby. Now, please what?" "Please just touch me!" You finally gasped out, moaning loudly when he licked a stripe down your chest before taking your right tit into his mouth. His hand fondled the left one, running his thumb over your erect nipple, the rough pad of his thumb sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. His mouth sucked on the skin of your tit, before moving down to bite down on your nipple. You gasped again, pain and pleasure coursing through your body as his tongue ran over your nipple over and over till it nearly felt raw. He switched his actions, moving his mouth to your left tit instead, letting his hand harshly fondle the other. He continued the same process of biting, licking and sucking, till he was satisfied with himself. "I fucking love this baby. Seeing you all wet and needy for me. So what do you want? My mouth? My fingers? My cock? Or does my baby want them all ?" He asked, watching as your pupils dilated and you let out a strangled moan.

You let your crotch rub against his thigh, gasping when the friction went straight to your core. "Look at you darling. I asked you what you what you wanted, and you picked my thighs? Well, I want to see you dripping. I want to see you cum on my fingers, my mouth, my thighs and especially on my cock. I'm going to make you cum over and over and over again till you can't even stand on your own fucking legs. I want your thighs to be shaking around my head. I want to see you moan and groan and scream my name so loud, by tomorrow everyone in this hotel will know my name, because you'll spend all night screaming it" you moaned again, his words going straight to your core."Please Lewis, God, just make me cum please!" The desperation of your cry was enough for him to carry you to the bed, dropping your body onto the soft mattress.

He pulled of shirt, unbuttoning every button so you could see him do it. He could see your eyes grow dark, as his compass tattoo came into sight. You had told him it was one of your favourites, and he had used it against you ever since you had told him that. Smirking at you, he climbed onto the bed, lying down between your legs. You pushed yourself up against the headboard, spreading your legs wide for him. His eyes grew dark, as your core came into his view, shimmering with your juices. A near animalistic growl left his mouth, the sound hitting your core. He moved so that he was situated right in front of your core. He let his eyes take in the sight of you in front of him, snapping back to reality when you let out a groan of frustration. Throwing you a devilishly reassuring smile, he inched neared and nearer, till his nose was nearly touching your clit. Then he just lay there. Not moving. You could feel your heartbeat hammering against your chest, chest heaving up and down, an alarming intense feeling growing in your tummy. Finally, when it became too much you let out a small scream of frustration "Oh for fucks sake Lewis please just fuck me!" Your outburst brought a smile to his face. "Oh I will. Just not yet" and with that, he ran a finger along your slit, before finally slipping it into you. You let out a moan, finally getting the friction you had been desperate for. His fingers circled your clit, thumb gently pressing down, before he removed it,only to slam it back down on your sensitive clit, earning a scream of pleasure from you.

He slipped a second finger into you, scissoring around your clit, as your desperate cries of "oh, oh baby! Fuck, fuck lewis-" were lost in the heat of the moment. He leaned his head down to your core, letting his tongue run along your slit too, before licking around it, collecting your wetness on his tongue, before letting it harshly circle your clit. You bucked up into his mouth, feeling his tongue wrap around your clit. He sucked the nub harshly, his fingers still moving in and out of you. "Oh God, Oh GOD, Lew-I- oh! Oh God!" Your broken moans were music to his ears as he sucked your clit into his mouth. You could feel a strange intensity growing in your stomach, feeling a lot stronger than your usual orgasm. The band in your tummy was threatening to snap, but you needed that something more to help it snap. That something more came when Lewis sucked your clit into his mouth, letting it rest in between his teeth, before flicking it with his tongue.

With a cry of "Oh fucking hell, Lew-" you camr gushing into his mouth, your juices coating his fingers and gushing onto his tongue, as he let you ride out your orgasm on his deadly skilled tongue. Well, he had got his wish. Your thighs were shaking around his head, as your body tried to come to terms with the intensity of the pleasure coursing through your body. Looking down, you saw him with his painfully hard cock, grinding down on the sheet, as he let out a moan at the relief the bedsheets gave him. Raising an eyebrow, you patted your thigh, signaling him to come over to you. "You loved on me so well bubs. But I can see how hard you are. Do you want to use me to get off?" You asked, watching the effect you had on him. All he could do was nod, as you sat up on your knees. "Stand up" you ordered, getting up from the bed as well.

You walked over to the wall, letting your body rest against it. Somewhat confused, Lewis followed you, standing in the space between your legs. "I tried to get off using your thighs didn't I? I think you'll enjoy it as much as I did. So use me. Use my thigh. Get off" looking at you in pure shock, your boyfriend moved forward, groaning when you pushed your leg against his throbbing cock. He relished in the friction, slowly beginning to move against your leg, moaning when he began to rub against your leg. He began to hump your leg faster, as the pleasure began to build up in his body, before you reached your hand down to cup his length in your hands, moaning when you realized your fingers didn't quite meet. You ran your fingers along his length. You pumped him, letting your thumb circle his sensitive tip, eliciting a soft whine from him. You circled faster, moving down to your knees, and letting your tongue run up his shaft very softly. Above you, Lewis slammed his hands against the wall, groaning when you took him into your mouth.

But a part of him still wanted to cum inside when he was fucking you (in a condom, because wrap it before you tap it) so he pulled you back up, smirking when you whined. "I know baby, but I just really wanna fuck you now. Back on the bed please, unless you want me to take you here against this wall" practically running, you clambered onto the bed. You watched as Lewis pulled out a condom, ripping the packet open before climbing back on top of you. He let his hand rest on your hip, eyes temporarily losing some of the animalistic need that had been present in them. Leaning down, he connected your lips together in a kiss, a searing, intense kiss that took your breath away. "Ready love?" He asked, looking into your eyes, looking to see if there was even a slight hint that you didn't want this. But you did.

With a sudden jolt, he thrust himself into you, groaning when your warm walls clamped down on him. His hips thrust into you, starting off slow, letting you adjust to his massive length. "My sweet baby,taking me so well. Does it feel good?" You couldn't even respond, mouth agape, as his the pace of his thrusts increased. "Answer me" he said, suddenly stopping. Almost crying out at the loss of pleasure, you looked at him with desperation. "Yes yes, fuck it feels so good, please don't stop!" "Thats all you had to say baby" he said, before pushing in again, slowly. Then, he pulled back out. Looking at him in confusion, you gasped when he slammed back into you, a high pitched moan of "Lewis!" leaving your lips. He moved so that he had a better hold of your hips, rocking the both of you back and forth, the intensity of his thrusts was so much that the bed knocked back against the wall. What he wasn't expecting was for you to take his left thumb up to your mouth, running your tongue over it before sucking on it.

Moaning, he started thrusting into you even harder, shifting so that he was directly hitting your g spot. "Oh, God ! Oh fuck, Baby that feels so good please keep going keep-oh!" The cry that left your lips was so loud, you were sure Perrie in the room next to yours had heard you. "Fuck baby, you take me so well" Lewis said, as he nearly hammered your g spot. He was so, so damn close to cumming, and when you leant up and bit a sensitive spot on his neck, he came, gushing into the guard between you two, but he wanted you to cum to, so he reached down to pinch and rub your clit, still riding out his orgasm in you, moaning when you came with a scream. He winced when your core spasmed on his sensitive cock, and he pulled out slowly, before collapsing next to you. Panting, you curled up to him, letting your hand rest on his compass tattoo. "Okay that was Godlike" you said, earning a tired laugh from your lover.

"Yeah it really was. I missed you" he said, allowing you to nuzzle into his neck, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. "I missed you too" you replied, kissing the tattoo. "I love you too" As you lay there together, still revelling in the moment, your phone buzzed. Reaching over to check it, you saw your groupchat with the girls flooding with messages.

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Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Y/N, I'm filing a noise complaint. 🍆

Jade ✨ - Pez 😂 let them be. It's been a while for her.

Leigh 🦋- She really got some tonight huh? 😏

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️- LOL she did !! And it was obviously some goooood 'some' *wink wink*

Jade ✨- I could hear em too, and Im on the other end of the hall.

Leigh 🦋 - I know I did too! Must be some damn good sex. 😏

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Go Y/N !!

Jade ✨ - Can't wait till she reads this.

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Are they still going?!

Leigh 🦋 - No 😂 she's reading the messages. Y/N!! Yoohoo!

You - yes I'm here 🖕🏽

Jade ✨ - Did you have fun babe 😏

You - ..... yes

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - babe you can't really say no because we heard you

You- Im not saying I didn't have fun. But you guys need to calm down.

Leigh 🦋 - But its funnn

You - okay byeeee ❤

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Going for a round 2 😏?

You - okay I said bye.

Leigh 🦋 - she is !!

Jade ✨ - Go babe !

You - I need to leave this group.

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - No we love you !! ❤

Leigh 🦋 - Yeah don't leave us ❤

Jade ✨- Don't leave meee ! ❤

You - Haha I'd never leave you girls ❤ now bye.

Jade ✨ - bye babe !

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - bye you sexy minx 😏

Leigh - bye hun 💙

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Smiling to yourself, you put your phone away, to see Lewis looking at you with a raised eyebrow. "Who was it?" "Just the girls" you said, cuddling back up to him. "What did they say?" Giggling, you looked up to him and kissed his neck. "They said they're going to file a noise complaint. And they asked me if we were going for a round two" "Were we really that loud?" He asked, looking at you in surprise. "Yeah, even Leigh heard us and she's at the end of the hall!" "Damn" Lewis said laughing. "Well," he said, looking at you again, with a cheeky look in his eye, "they were right about one thing" "And what is that?" You asked, smiling at him mischievously. "We are going for a round two"

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@maxverstappenx @grandestrategia (because you are worth it 🦋💙)

[ricciardonorrisleclercgasly]

You Can't Spend Christmas Alone || Daniel Ricciardo

12 Days of Fic-mas - Day 4

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Request?: No

Pairing: Daniel Ricciardo x Reader

Warnings: bit of angst mainly fluff

After Covid ruins Daniels Christmas plans you insist he can’t spend Christmas alone.

December 24th 5:36pm. You closed down your computer and started to pack away your things, it was finally the start of Christmas Break, although the season finished at the start of December you still had a lot of work to do. People often thought that the formula 1 teams got the whole of winter break off, this wasnt the case, there is still so much to do. But now it was time for a well deserved two week break, to celebrate Christmas with your family. You walked through the hallways seeing all the empty offices, most people had called a half day today but you still had some things to do. You walk past the canteen, so dimly lit you almost didnt see him, you noticed someone sat at a table in the corner head in their hands. As you approached quietly you realised who it was, "Daniel?" You said, shattering the silence. He glanced up at you, a glazed look in his eyes. You had gotten to know Daniel over the course of the season, he was a delight to be around, so happy and cheery, that's why seeing him like this stung a little in your chest. "Are you okay?" You asked him, sinking down to his level. He shook his head as a tear slipped down his cheek, "my flight got cancelled due to covid, so I'm here for Christmas. Again" he sighed, trying to wipe his tears so you didn't see him upset. "Ah Daniel that's awful" you said ruffling his hair, "What's your plan now then?"

"Go to my flat, eat a pizza and cry to some crappy Christmas movie" he shrugged.

"Dan you can't spend Christmas alone!" You exclaimed.

"I don't have any other choice Y/N"

"Of course you do, come and spend Christmas at mine. My mum always cooks to much plus my little brother loves you" you smiled. You and Daniel had never been that close, he was great to work with and a genuine guy but you'd never hung out outside of work, but that didn't change the fact you didn't want him to spend Christmas alone.

"Are you sure? I don't want to intrude" he said looking up at you with a little hint of joy in his eyes.

"You're not intruding, your my guest. But we've got a couple of hours drive to do so lets get going"

"Haha, want to take my Mclaren" he laughed, of course you did, you nodded your head and followed him out.

After a quick trip past your house to grab your bag, you headed to Daniel's to get his things. You waited in the car whilst he ran inside and you called your mum.

"Hi mum"

"Hi my baby girl! Are you leaving soon?" She chimed back

"Yes, in about 5 minutes. Im just letting you know I'm bringing a friend home this year, he was going to be on his own for Christmas"

"Hmmm is this a boy.. friend?" She giggled.

"No mum! Its a friend from work" you protested.

"You know me honey, the more the merrier, we'll see you soon. Love ya"

Daniel came back out of his apartment complex carrying a big bag, 2 bottles of red wine, a tin of chocolates and wearing a Christmas jumper. "I couldn't show up empty handed" he beamed, putting it all in the car. "Okay let's go!" He turned on the satnav and you started the journey back to your family home.

You and Daniel chatted away in the car, really getting to know each other. Not just the formula 1 driving Daniel, but the mountain biking Daniel, the living on a farm and blasting music out to the early hours of the morning, the real Daniel. You sang and danced along to the music together and really enjoyed your time on the drive.

9pm, "and its just the next drive on your right hand side" you pointed, Daniel pulled onto the drive. Your house wasn't much, but it was your home and you loved it all the same. You grabbed your bags and Daniel's gifts out the car and lead him up to the front door. "Is it weird that I'm nervous now?" He giggled following you through the front door.

"Mum we're here!" You shouted through the door, kicking your shoes off and heading into the kitchen.

"My baby girl you're here!" You heard your mum cry as she came to find you, "Woah and my baby girls handsome work friend" she said as she came round the corner and spotted Daniel standing next to you.

"Hi I'm Daniel, thankyou for having me this Christmas" he smiled sticking out his hand, your mum grabbed his arm and pulled him in for a hug, "we're huggers in this house Daniel" she laughed making him blush.

"No. Freaking. Way. You're Daniel Ricciardo!" You heard your brother's voice, looking to see him jaw hanging low and eyes wide at the kitchen door, your dad joining him.

"Guys this is Daniel, his flight back to Australia got cancelled so he's spending Christmas with us, Daniel this is my Mum, Linda, my dad, John and my little brother Charlie" you pointed at everyone.

"It's nice to meet you all" Daniel smiled at everyone.

"Y/N. Take Daniel to unpack his bag and I'll fix you both a snack" your dad said, waving you both upstairs.

You led Daniel upstairs to your room, you didn't have a spare room but you'd make do.

"You can sleep on my bed and I'll take the couch" you showed him into the bed room.

"No no no, dont be daft, you've already done so much for me, you sleep on the bed, ill sleep on the couch" he insisted.

Later that evening , after eating pizza with your family and crying over love actually, you decided to call it a night. Daniel got changed in the bathroom and you quickly changed into your pyjamas and got into bed, he came back into the room in checked pyjama bottoms and no shirt, you'd never really looked at Daniel like this before but damn need he look good. "I don't like to sleep in a shirt, I hope that doesn't bother you" he said running his hands through his hair. "Not at all, Goodnight Daniel" he smiled at him. "Goodnight Y/N, thanks for bringing me home" he said climbing onto the sofa.

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The next morning you woke up in a daze, as your eyes adjusted to the room around you you saw Daniel still asleep on the sofa his long limbs falling off around him.

You gently shook his shoulder to wake him up. "Merry Christmas Daniel" you smiled, "Merry Christmas Y/N" he threw on his Christmas jumper and you both headed downstairs. Your mum, dad and brother sitting there waiting for you. Breakfast was already on the table, croissants and pastries with orange juice and apple juice on the table in front of you. You dug into the food as your mum brought in 4 large present bags. "One for John, One for Charlie, one for y/n and one for Daniel"

"You really didn't have to Linda" Daniel smiled.

"Mum how did you do all of this" you said giving her a hug.

"When you called last night to say you were bringing a friend I ran to the shops, no one should have nothing to open on Christmas day" she smiled hugging you back.

The day went on, you opened presents, you ate a lot of good food and drank lots of wine, all in good company.

"Im just going to ring my parents before the go to bed" Daniel said excusing himself and heading upstairs. About an hour later you walked upstairs to check on Daniel, you quietly popped your head round the door and saw him sat on the couch, facetiming his family. He noticed you there and gestured you in. "Mum, Dad this is Y/N" he said turning the camera to you "she brought me home for Christmas so i didn't have to spend it alone" he patted the seat next to him and you sat down.

"Merry Christmas Mr and Mrs Ricciardo" you waved.

"Oh Daniel she's beautiful!" His mum gushed down the phone, clearly quite drunk.

"Shut up mum!" Daniel blushed. "Im going to go now, goodnight i love you"

He put the phone down and sat back in the chair.

"She's not wrong you know?" He said softly placing his hand on your knee, you shivered under his touch, "you are beautiful Y/N' he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulled you towards him, leaning his forehead on yours. You stayed silent, just focusing on your breathing, looking deep into his chocolate brown eyes. "Daniel.." you muttered. He cut you off, pressing his lips against yours, you gasped in surprise. His arms snaking around your back and deepening the kiss. "I'm sorry I just couldn't help myself" he mumbled against your lips. "That's okay, I'm glad you did" you blushed, lacing your fingers in his hair and pulling him back in.

[cosmiclunarprincess-fanfic]

Whatever You Want

A/N:  My first Hawks fic omg I’m so excited. The smut could've been longer but I was tired writing this. I know most of the time Hawks is depicted as being super aggressive and dominant during his rut but I wanted to try a different approach. I hope you guys enjoy this subby Hawks meal because I know I sure did. Love you all !!!!!

Fandom: Hawks, MHA

Pairing: Hawks x Reader

Warnings: I’m not the best when it comes to following writing rules. I pretty much write how I want to, so if you’re a stickler for grammar and what not just ignore it or don’t read loll (I’m nice I promise.) SMUT SMUT SMUT

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Plot: Spring has hit and Hawks is entering his rut. He is desperate for any type of release.

        Spring is here. The weather is great and everyone is in a wonderful mood. Well, almost everyone. My phone continuously vibrates in my lap, my screen lighting up with text after text and call after missed call from my boyfriend. I feel bad not answering him but I have things to do and unfortunately he’s going to have to wait for a while. I sat at my desk trying my best to complete all the work I had left before I left for the day. Heat began to emanate from my phone from the sheer number of notifications coming through. All from one person. Keigo goes through this rut every spring. He told me about it when we first began dating and even though we've been together for two years this is the first time I'm going through it with him. Last year I was in another country on a very important mission. I had to stay on the phone with him for hours while he jerked himself off, saying lewd and obscene things.

        He made me promise not to go on any missions that would take me away from him this year. I replied to the last of my emails for the day before closing my computer. As I made my way out the door of my busy office I said my goodbyes to all my co-workers. When I finally got to my car I sighed trying to release all the stress I had built up. The engine of my car revved to life, I backed out of my parking space and drove out onto the road. I used a voice command to call Keigo back as I drove. I just know he’s gonna be pissed.

“Babybird, where have you been all day? I've been calling you nonstop. Why didn't you pick up the phone?” His voice shook as he spoke.

“I’m so sorry babe but I had to finish my work and I didnt want to get distracted. I’m on my way home to you now, don't worry.”

        I could hear him shifting in the bed. Probably trying to get comfortable while he waited for me.

“Hurry. Please. I want you so bad. I don’t even know what to do with myself. All        I can think about is how badly I want to touch you and hear all the noises you make when I’m inside you. Get home now.”

        He hung up before I could even respond. I knew what that meant. I sped home as fast as I could. Once I made it up to our apartment I opened the door to see the place in shambles. Things were all over the place, all the pillows in the living room were gone and ice littered the floor. Slowly I pushed the door open to our room and my vision was instantly blocked by keigo as he rushed me. His hands were all over my body grabbing and squeezing, as if they were searching for any inch of me that wasn't covered by clothing. His mouth crashed into mine. The kiss was desperate and passionate. He nipped at my bottom lip. A small yelp escaped me. His wings fluttered in response.

“Keigo wait - just - I need to - let me just take a shower. I’ll be quick, just give me two minutes.”

“You can shower later. I need you.”

        I squirmed and turned, trying to escape his grasp but no matter what I tried I couldn't get away from him. I’d been at work all day running up and down doing all kinds of things. I felt sweaty and icky and all I wanted to do was wash this long day away before I did anything with him. His lips traveled to my neck. He inhaled deeply taking in my scent.

“Babybird you smell so good just the way you are. You don't need to shower.”

        My resolve to shower started wearing thin as the heat within my core grew. He placed wet open mouth kisses all over my neck. I moaned, pressing my body into his.

“Please baby, I need you. I’m desperate for you right now. My cock is so hard I can feel it pulsating and so much pre cum is leaking out of me, I can't take it.  Please!”

        Hearing him beg was like music to my ears. I love it when he lets go and gives me control. It doesn't happen often but when it does I turn into a different person,

“Okay baby I’ll help you. Take these pants off.”

        As he removed his pants I unbuttoned my dress shirt and allowed it to slide off of me to the floor. My bra followed soon after. Keigo was on me in an instant, his mouth attached to one of my sensitive nipples while his free hand massaged the other. I cradled his head in my hands gently stroking the nape of his neck. He groaned into my chest.

“That feels so good baby.” I said breathlessly as he moved his attention to my other breast.

        My head fell back as I reveled in the feeling of his lips and tongue. His strong hands were wrapped around my waist, pulling me into him. His face was completely engulfed in my chest now.

“Do you like when I hold you like this while your mouth is full with my breast? Hmmm? You like turning me on like that? You wanna be my good boy so badly don’t you?”

        He let out a whine like groan. I felt his body shiver. I could see how frustrated he was but I was enjoying myself too much to give in just yet.

“What’s the matter baby? Are you that worked up you can’t even talk anymore? All you can do is moan and groan? All you want is a little release huh? You want to fuck me until I can’t take anymore, until I’m full with all your cum. Is that it?”

        I gently slid my fingers down one of his wings just to tease him even more.

“Please! Don’t tease me like that (Y/N)  I’m barely holding on here. You’re so fucking hot I just wanna take you right here right now but I also wanna be a such  good boy for you it hurts.”

“Okay baby I think I’ve had my fun. Let me make you feel better.”

        I knelt down in front of Hawks, his swollen erection twitched with anticipation. His eyes darkened with lust as he looked down on me. He probably thought I was going to give him a blow job but I had something else in mind. I took him in my hand, he inhaled sharply at the contact. I allowed the pre cum leaking from his cock to fall onto my chest as I pumped him slowly allowing it to coat my breasts. The sheer amount that came from him shocked me. I’d never seen anything like it. His hips bucked into my hand desperate for more friction. My slow pace made him growl with frustration. I loved teasing him, he always got needy so quickly but I knew it was time to finally give him what he wanted.

        Ever so slowly I guided him in between my breasts and squeezed them together. I opened my mouth to speak but before I could even get the words out he was pumping his cock up and down against my chest. His pace was fast and without thought. His hands gripped my hair pulling it as he used my body for his pleasure.

“It feels s-so good.” He groaned through clenched teeth, throwing his head back

“Look at me. Yes. Is this what you've been craving? Huh? What you've been begging for all day? I know this is what you've been dreaming about. Having your cock between my beautiful soft breasts?”

“Fuuuuuuuuuuk.” He moaned.

        I couldn't help but smile. I had him wrapped around my finger in this moment. I could ask anything of him right now and he’d say yes without hesitation. I loved having this control. It really made me feel so powerful to know that I could make such a dominant man like Hawks bend to my will using only my breasts. I could feel his  body begin to shiver. His grip on my hair grew even tighter. The veins in his cock bulged and pulsated and I knew he was close.

“If you wanna cum you know what you have to say don't you baby?”

        He hesitated, not wanting to give up that last little piece of control.

“Come on, I know you’re so close. It's right there isnt it. All you have to do is say one thing for me.” I pushed my breasts together even more around him.

“Ahhhhhhhh! Can I cum please?!”

“Please what?”

“Mommy!”

        That’s all it took. His thrusts were hard and rough as he came all over my face and chest. His whole body convulsed and shook. I could hear the ruffeling of his feathers. Once his movements stopped I used my hand to pump him. He groaned as a jolt went through his body. I was shocked. He was so sensitive yet he was still so hard. I looked up at him in disbelief. A chill ran through my body when we made eye contact. The look on his face was unlike any I'd seen before.

“You’ve had your fun with me babybird now it’s my turn.”

[i-cant-sing]

Hey I have a yandere erasermic obsession. I don’t know if you do angst but what if they were punishing reader and she gets really exhausted and passes out. They think they killed her, I know this is dumb and you don’t have to do it if it makes you uncomfortable-🍓 anon

Yandere Erasermic punishing reader

I've missed these two a lot😭

Anyways, enjoy! Check out my MASTERLIST for more!

Yandere Erasermic:

"Hey! I'm home! How are my darlings- Shou? You okay?" Hizashi asked as he entered his home. He was looking forward to spending time with you and the hero, but judging by the pissed off look on Aizawa's face, it didn't seem like happening.

Aizawa was taking deep breaths, his eyebrows furrowed and face contorted into a scowl. God, what did you do now? Hizashi couldn't help but wonder that, as he slid onto the couch next to his husband.

"What did she do now?"Hizashi asked, resting his head on Aizawa's chest as his arms wrapped around him.

Aizawa closed his eyes in annoyance, his own arms engulfing Hizashi as he let out a huff. "She's so ungrateful."

Hizashi lightly chuckled at that, waiting for him to continue. "You know what she did today? She tried to escape. Again. I don't know how she got the code to unlock the main door, but she opened it. She barely made it 2 steps out the door before I pulled her back in. I was taking a shower and she thought she could make a run for it. " Aizawa runs a hand through his hair, but Hizashi suddenly caught it. He looked at his husband's hand, it was turning a nasty shade of purple, and was red around the knuckles, slightly swelled. "Shou, babe... what happened to your hand?"

Aizawa exhales deeply, closing his eyes, trying to control his anger. "Our sweet little darling happened. After I got her back in, I told her to apologise. You know what she did? She spit at me, screamed all kinds of profanities. When I took her down to the basement to chain her up, she tried attacking me." Aizawa clenched his jaw. "I was only going to leave her there for the night. But what she said to me next... Hizashi, I lost it. I punched her." Hizashi's eyes widened. He knew Aizawa wasn't one to lose his temper easily, he knew he wasn't one to resort to violence immediately. So the blonde could only wonder what in the hell did you say to him. "Shouta... what did she say?" He asked softly, almost afraid of the answer himself.

Shouta looked at his husband, trying to calm himself when he told him what you barked out. "She said...she said that she wondered how UA let... let creeps like us around kids." Hizashi's eyes widened. If there's one thing he knew about Aizawa, it was how deeply he cared about his students, treating them like his own children. He prided himself in being their teacher, and so the nerve of you to even say something so disgusting like that, Aizawa was bound to snap.

"I cant believe she'd say something...so horrible. I'm so sorry, Shou." Hizashi whispered, nuzzling Aizawa's neck. The pro hero only grunted. "Whatever. I think it'd be good if she stays down there... for 2 weeks. Yeah that'd be good. And no dinner tonight either. I don't want to put up with anymore of her bullshit." Hizashi only nodded, but then caught another look at his hand and he stood up, pulling Aizawa along with him to the kitchen. Hizashi pulled out a bag of frozen peas and started applying it on his bruise hand to reduce the swelling.

As the two ate dinner, Hizashi couldn't help but worry that if Shouta's hand looked like this from the punch, then what did the receiving end look like. He chose to remain quiet on that matter, not wanting you to ruin the night anymore.

The next morning when Aizawa woke up, he went downstairs to the kitchen to find his husband. Hizashi who was almost done plating up, greeted Aizawa with a kiss. "So, should I take this plate down to our baby bird?" Hizashi asked, already knowing Aizawa didn't want to see you yet. You had really hurt him. Shouta nodded as he took a sip of his coffee. "Be right back." Hizashi pressed a kiss to his lips before going to the basement.

Hizashi opened the door to the basement, walking down the stairs, hoping to see you greet him like the angel they know you are deep down. But when he got down there, he saw you were still asleep on the floor, your limbs still bound to the chains. Your face was turned away from him and Hizashi wasnt sure if he wanted to see the damage that was done to your face.

Hizashi just called for you. “Love, I’ve brought breakfast! Eggs and hashbrowns! Your favourite!” When you didnt respond, he just sighed before placing the plate on the floor. Your chains were long enough to for you to reach it, and while Hizashi wished nothing more than to feed you himself, he knew you needed to be punished.

As he went up the stairs and out of the basement, he couldnt help but feel a sense of dread creeping up on him.

“Do you think she’ll be sorry after her punishment?”Hizashi asked his partner.  Aizawa rolled his eyes. “Unlikely. But she’ll learn to think twice before she says stupid shit like that.” Hizashi chuckled, but secretly hoped that would be the case. He got up from the couch where he and Aizawa sat. “I’ll go get her plate.” They were done eating 2 hours ago, but still waited for you to finish up because they know how stubborn you are.

When Hizashi walked down the stairs, he wasn’t surprised to find your plate untouched. You would always do that the first few days, before finally succumbing to your hunger. Pointless, really. But what disturbed him was how you were still in the same position he had seen you in 2 hours ago. And it was coming to him how still you looked, he couldn't see your body moving a single muscle, he couldn't see if you were breathing. 

Hizashi walked towards you cautiously, waiting for you to jump up and scare the crap out of him. But his breath hitched when he finally saw what had happened to you. 

A big bruise had formed on your cheek, swelling and taking all the shades of the purple, blue and green. But the worst part was seeing the blood and a clear liquid dripping out of your nose slowly, forming a pool around your head.

He turned you on to your back and started shaking your shoulder. “Darling? Wake up, baby. Its me. Baby, wake up.” But your body remained unconscious. He started tapping your cheek, only then noticing you weren’t breathing. All the alarms went off in his head. “SHOUTA! COME DOWN OVER HERE!” 

Shouta rushed to the basement, wondering what stunt you pulled now. But seeing your limp body in Hizashi’s arms, blood coating your cheeks, he knew something terrible had occured. Aizawa ran towards his partners, looking at your bruising cheek. “She’s n-not breathing. She’s not fucking breathing, Shou!” Hizashi sobbed as Aizawa took your wrist in his hand. His blood ran cold when he found no pulse. “What are we gonna do?! She’s dead! Our baby is dead!” Shouta blocked out Hizashi’s voice. They both cant be panicking right now. Aizawa turned to his partner. “Hizashi. Bring her up. I’ll get the car out.” He commanded. “H-hospital? Shou, its too late-” Hizashi cried out but Aizawa gave him a stern look. “Bring her up. Now.” 

They got to the hospital in fairly record time, passing you over to the doctors while Aizawa made up a story of how they found you in an alley. Only after the doctors left them alone did it dawn on Aizawa how serious the situation was. He killed you, didnt he? You would still be alive if he hadnt hit you. How could he ever claim to love you when he hurts you-

Aizawa shook his head, he could wallow up in his guilt later. For now, he needed to comfort his husband and pray that you make it through somehow.

A few hours later, the doctors had given them an update on your condition. You made it, barely. Something had hit your face and damaged some part of your brain, causing there to be a very slow heart beat. But you're all okay now, since they brought you in time.

When they were allowed to finally go in, thats when Aizawa finally broke down. Seeing you unconscious, knowing he almost killed you, it got to him. Hizashi wanted to console Aizawa, but he couldn't bring himself to leave your side. Hizashi pressed soft kisses to your temples, wiping his tears that fell on your cheek, while Aizawa stood to your side. He wanted to hold your hand but he was afraid to hurt you again. As the duo sat by your side, they made a silent promise to never hurt you again, at least not physically.

After that incident, you'll never be left alone. The two are always breathing down your neck, drowning you in love, looking at you with even more fondness; obsession and protectiveness swirling in their eyes, right there with guilt.

Aizawa would never apologise, but that doesn't mean he's not sorry. You would often wake up to him looking at your bruised cheek with worry, caressing it so gently, as if he'd break you. He'll be a lot more demanding with physical affection, always wrapping his arms around you, forcing you onto his lap and tucking your face under his chin as he cards his fingers through your hair.

You didn't think Hizashi could be anymore overbearing, but you were proved wrong. He'd panic if you were out of his sight for more than 5 minutes. Always worrying, paranoia creeping up on him when you're not in the same room as him. And when he would finally find you (mostly in the bathroom), he'd check you all over for injuries, not trusting your assurances.

Punishments aren't violent anymore. They're humiliating. Pulling you in their laps and feeding you by hand, talking about you as if you're not there, making you take baths with them(not showers because they end too quickly), making you sleep with them, naked.

And the couple won't lie, but this form of punishment seems to be far more effective. With how quickly you turn docile, folding in on yourself as if you could hide from them... its cute.

But hey, its better than getting beat, right?

[sandy-the-glader]

Bff’s Right?

Vigilante X Reader

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A/n Hello! God this took wayyy too long to post and this is barley even finished. Uh so when making this I also have no idea where this is going to go or any details to the plot ��� but i will try to post/make these chapters on time lol this is one of the first fics I plan to fully finish so let’s get into it~

Paring: Adrian Chase x Reader

Warnings: None(?)

Pronouns used: They/Them

Word count: 0.3k

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Prologue

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I covered my mouth trying to hold in the laugh growing in me. I don’t think Adrian knew I took my dinner break and also I don’t think he wanted anyone to see what was happening because I noticed he looked behind himself before he came out of the restaurant. But yet there he was.. Dancing..? In the alleyway… of where we worked.

I’m honestly impressed he didn’t notice me sitting at the small picnic table but on the other hand impressed he could move his hips like that.

“Adrian what are you doing?” I questioned almost bursting into laughter. He whipped his head around frightened at my voice before relaxing again. He looked side to side before strutting over to me with most joyful look on his face. A sat down at the small table leaning in so no one else could hear him (not that there was anyone outside anyway.)

“So you know someone by the name of.. Peacemaker?” He whispered the man’s name. I almost rolled my eyes. Adrian was a total fanboy over him.

“The Peacemaker that you send 100’s of voicemails to? Yeah I know him.” My face shifted into puzzlement.

“Well.. he’s in the restaurant right now.” He geeked. I saw his fingers lightly tap against the wood of the table. I wasn't sure how I was supposed to react. I didnt know the guy THAT well but Adrian was practically in love with him. 

“Oh..? Is that a good thing?” I questioned. He nodded profusely. 

“Good? That’s great! We have another pare of hands on the streets again and we have a bigger chance to lower the crime rates.” He did have a point... 

“Alright alright.. well how about we pay him a visit tomorrow afternoon mr. fan boy?” He of course agreed. “Hey our shifts end in 10 minutes c’mon.” I nodded to the building. 

“Okay.” He sighed. I cleaned up my packed dinner and threw it in the trash. 

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“Adrian hurry up its cold.” I rubbed my arms as I waited for him to finish closing up. 

“I mean I did text you to grab your jacket. Or I thought I did... Did I not?” He rambled as he rushed out the door of the restaurant.   

“Hey you did its fine.” I chuckled at the boy. We both walked to his car or as he liked to call it The Vigilante-Mobile. I got in the passenger and set my small bag down by my feet. I fasten my seatbelt and leaned back. 

“Work was so boring today.” I closed my eyes listening to the faint sound of the car radio. He replied with a small “Mmm hmm.” Even thought I seem to do it everyday, carpooling with Adrian was.. calming and enjoyable. Maybe because Adrian's been my bestfriend since middle school and we’ve never grown apart or the fact he’s always so nice. 

“You know you can crash at my place tonight since its already 10.” Adrian offered. I opened my eyes and smiled. 

“I’d like that.” The car ride to his apartment was short like usual and pretty quiet. I turned my head to glance out the window. I appreciate all the small details. Like the small scattered lights across the town, How Adrian was humming along to Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift as it played on the radio. It wasn't long until he pulled into a parking space outside his apartment complex. 

He turned off the engine and we unbuckled our seatbelts. We rushed into the building because of how cold it was outside. We let out small pants and Adrian opened his door. I immediately set my bag on his couch and ran into his room, flopping on his bed. 

“What are you doing?” Adrian asked turning on the light to his bedroom. 

“Your bed is just so comfy.” I said but my voice was muffled but his soft bedsheets. I lifted my head glancing at him as he entered his bathroom to change. Then my eyes drifted over his shelfs which i have seen 100 times before. He still had all his D&D books and dice neatly set up on his shelf. I remember when we used to play campaigns with a few of my other friends all the time. Adrian liked being the Dungeon Master more than actually playing.

I felt my eyes get heavy before I drifted off to sleep. 

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