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Devil's Food - Chapter 11

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Chapter 11 - Frenzy

“Can I train with you guys?” She arrives wearing a loose shirt and leggings.

The field was open, outdoors, the trees all around, the forest on one side, an orchard on the other. In the middle, some poles that served as targets and several students, all Kure, with practice swords in their hands.

“Of course, Ayami!” Youko smiles, pointing to a corner “there's a space for you. Make yourself comfortable.”

“Thanks. Do you have sparring sessions?” Ayami takes one of the heavy training swords, made of bamboo and wood, from a vat with several of them.

“Yes, and it will be right after this class. Will you need a lesson?”

“I think so, I think I’m rusty, but your students are your priority. Please don't stop because of me.”

Youko nods and returns to the others, correcting poses and giving instructions. Ayami settled in a corner, placed her bag aside and felt the weight of the weapon. As she did the basic exercises, breathing and swinging the sword down repeatedly, her mind wandered a little to what had happened last Friday.

She knew she wasn't delirious from sleep, or tired to the point of delirium, when he was in her room, he was there, and they talked… normally? There was no trick there, did he really liked the fact that she knew how to use a Katana? It felt surreal.

Ayami passed the first Kata, then the second.

She knew he was a troubled man, there wasn't a person who didn't comment on how obnoxious and arrogant he was, just like there wasn't a Kure who wasn't proud to brag that he was the strongest of his generation, surpassing levels of humans and all. Ayami considered this a good thing, but she also wondered if it might have had another effect on him. There always have a problem with the golden children, and it wasn't about all the pampering he received.

It was the charge. She knew that well, she had already seen many “talented” people with little income due to the excess of things in their hands. But apparently, this had no effect on him, as he was so gifted…

Third Kata.

And then there was the matter of the way he said things to her. Was he being sincere with what he had said? He had a strange way of communicating, maybe if she stimulated him to talk… no, that would be risky, he might get irritated.

Fourth, fifth…

…And there was nothing they could have in common. How could she manage to follow through with her plan? There was nothing she could…

The wooden sword stops in midair, and Ayami wakes up from her reverie.

“Hey, Ayami” she heard Youko saying “Are you ok?”

“Huh?” she blinks, shaking her head “Yes, why?”

“I called you several times. Class is over.”

Ayami blinks, reality returning. The day had suddenly changed, the sun was no longer on the horizon, but in the middle of the sky, and her body began to feel a little heavy, panting. Her head seemed to snap back like a stretched rubber band, so much so that she felt dizzy, her shoulders and back of her neck prickling.

“What…?” She is startled, looking around, disoriented. “What happened…?”

“You spent the whole day making moves, I even thought about helping you, but…” Youko smiles “it wasn't necessary. You already looked like a dancer.”

“I don't think I'm ready…” she blushes “many times my instructors told me that I was good, but extremely inattentive… I didn't even notice the time passing, and… I'm just feeling my body now.”

“Wow, you really didn't notice? Well, I imagine why; you were so focused and serious. I imagine it's something to do with your swordsmanship…”

“No, I don't think… it's my fault. I'm really inattentive, with my surroundings, I have intense hyperfocus.”

“Hm…” she thinks a little “are you still ready for a Spar?”

“Why?”

“Nothing, I need to check something…” she gets into position, her wooden sword in her hands “let's start.”

“But…”

“Defend yourself!” Youko starts attacking, and she defends with her sword.

“But, Youko, wait…”

“Come on, warrior Ayami, show me what you're capable of!”

This made Ayami sigh. That wouldn't work...

…

And again, he was on that side of the village. He was tired of it. Every time he returned to the same place, no matter how aimlessly he walked. The area where the mouse lived.

He didn't exactly want to run into her today, but it's not like he has things to do either. He sighed and kept walking, heading for the practice area this time. He might even go home to watch a movie, or even pick up his video game… until he remembered that he broke the last controller he had while he was playing. He had to remember to buy another one.

“Hnmm… I always forget,” he grunted, sighing. Then he heard the clatter of swords in the dojos. Ah, it could be that someone was training. Maybe if he called some idiots for a spar…

He stopped as he rounded a corner at the sight of the Mousie again with a sword in her hand. Only this time, wooden. And again, he found himself watching the scene, as if he were watching a movie, but this time was different, and wasn’t the absence of the pear.

A quick analysis concluded that, despite Youko having much more resistance and training, managing to parry her blows, the Mousie certainly had some skill there… but he could see that she was tiring fast, and it could become a disadvantage…

But no. She didn't slow down one bit, and in a moment of stalemate, she lowered her torso and her leg tripped the other, making her lose her balance, and then she started to take advantage. Youko saw that she was practically starting to get punched as if the Mousie had a club instead of a sword, her sounds already hoarse with fury.

“Ayami, okay, I get it, stop!” Youko asked, while defending herself “Hey, wait, are you listening to me?! Ayami!”

Raian raises an eyebrow. Ayami hadn't changed her expression, nor did she seem to have lowered her posture in the slightest. Only her breathing sounded noisier, and sweat was pouring down her face. Her eyes were glazed over as if she was in a trance…

Oh… A memory popped up and something clicked in Raian's head like a piece clattering into place. He'd heard about it before.

The Yamagami Frenzy.

Their most well-known legend was that they could defeat giants with one blow. But, as his grampa had once told him, it wasn't exactly like that… It was an intense hyperfocus of war that allowed them to lay giant piles of bodies in their path with just a fit of rage, on a battlefield, like berserkers. Crowds were nothing to these killing machines, if they were indeed Assassins like the Kure. That’s why they were Yamagami: the ones who stand at the top of the mountain…

He had never seen it up close. So for sure she wasn't just any filthy Mouse, she had a latent power there.

But her resistance was rubbish, and she didn't even know how to control that power.

Youko realized this and stopped her sword, taking it out of her hands, and grabbing it in a chokehold “STOP! Ayami, stop! Wake up!”

She screams “Aiie! Let me go! What's it?! What happened?!” Her eyes were wide, livid, and she was trembling.

Youko released the girl, she rolled to the side coughing, breathless.

“Thank God, come on girl! What's your problem?!” she exclaims, a little scared too “I asked to stop ten times!!”

“I told you!” she cringes, without the strength to get up now “I said I can't stop! Sorry…” Her voice came out choked, and she was shaking, still coughing “Sorry, Youko…”

“Wow…” She examines the other. The lawyer was shaking all over, cold sweat and breathing with difficulty “Girl, you’re a mess… Do you think you can get up?”

“I don't know…” She puts one hand on the floor and tries to force herself to get up, but her whole body shook and she fell sprawled on the floor “Ouch!”

“Oh damn…” Youko was worried, and looked at others who were watching from afar “Bring a stretcher! We have to take her to the infirmary…”

They hear a hyena laugh. Youko turns her head towards the sound.

“Raian…” she grunts in warning, while the assassin appears.

“Hhahahaha, so you really have Yamagami blood in your veins” he smiled, malicious, looking at her “I for a moment thought you were so harmless that you were just in name, but wow, what a show. If it was a battlefield, I'd be excited just to see you with a sword making heads roll…”

“Raian, enough with the jokes, she’s exhausted, I pushed her over the edge and…”

“Relax, Late-night demon” his tone turned serious suddenly, looking at Youko “She'll survive this, but she's just so out of shape that she can't take it much.”

“I… I deserved this… I think I need… to rest” Ayami tries to get up again, but she couldn't, falling again on her side, on the floor. Raian sighed.

“And you, Mousie, you are a fucking hypocrite” he crouched in front of her “you say you have to know everything about your partner and everything, but you hid that you were a full-fledged swordswoman from me... but ok, only this time, because you entertained me, I’ll let it slide.”

Ayami wanted to tell him that he was also a hypocrite for not giving back or helping her get to know him, but she didn't have the strength to do so. She was surprised when she felt a pair of arms behind her back and in the crook of her legs, and felt herself carried in the air. She opened her eyes and saw Raian's face from below, his face a little bored, as he walked. Her face turned red.

Despite not having a body considered really fat, she certainly wasn't a skinny girl, she knew that. But she was being carried. Like a princess. In the Devil's arms.

She was so tired that she didn't know if she was dreaming or awake, and her eyes couldn't stay open. She just felt her head lean against a soft wall, in which she slowly heard it’s heartbeat. And she passed out there.

…

Ayami woke up feeling a little cold, and curled up on the bed. She didn't hear any sound, when she opened her eyes, she was alone, in her room. Her body was sore all over, like when you exercise after months of idleness. She stayed where she was, reflecting.

It happened again.

She wanted to disappear because it had happened again and almost hurt someone.

She had entered “The Mental Zone”.

It always happened when someone did something they liked or was very interested in…but with her, it always happened when she had to do something that required concentration. Usually it didn't hurt her much, like when she was in front of a table, studying, making records or writing depositions, or reading lawsuits, or even when she was dancing, like when she danced ballet with the girls, in the past. She could spend hours doing it without having to stop…but she had this problem.

She couldn't get out of that “zone” that easily. She would always set alarm clocks or some podcast or background music to remind her to eat or sleep. It was a serious problem. No matter how much her Kenjutsu master said she had talent, that she was a prodigy, she always ended up hurting other students because of it. No matter how many came towards her trying to stop her from that state of mind. So she decided to stop.

She wanted to cry, but all she felt was her chest sinking. She thought that with the Kure, it would be something different, since they all had expertise, but certainly not. She almost hurt Youko, and she felt horrible, not to mention the pain in her own body. She re-entered the Zone and when she found herself, she was immobilized, exhausted, and Raian was on her side…

Raian… she felt her spine prickling. Would he feel bad that she kept it from him? He never asked, but still…she could pretend she forgot…

She hears footsteps, and soon she sees Raian entering the room. He practically considered the place his own at that point, and that frustrated the lawyer a little. He realized she was awake, and closed the door behind him.

“So that's it” he says, approaching “I finally understand something about you, Mousie. So you dropped the sword because you don't know how to stop?”

She cringed at his arrival, but she wasn't underdressed or unseemly in any way, so she sat up in bed, feeling every muscle in her body ache but she tried hiding the effort.

“Y’yeah” Ayami blushes “I can't stop when I concentrate, not until I finish... Before that, I can't stop alone.”

“And…?”

“That's when I hurt everyone around me…” she purses her mouth “only my master could stop me at the time, but it started to get worse as I advanced in training. I hurt several colleagues, and…”

“So what?” Raian shrugs his shoulders “You defeated the weakest, I still don't see your problem…”

“I lost friends like that. I couldn't explain myself, they thought it was my malice…”

He laughed.

“You didn't lose friends, you selected the best ones... if none are up to you, it's not even worth it…” his smile was bigger “But of course, the Mousie was afraid to be good at what she did and stopped, so her resistance now it's horrible. You would have to train a lot to have something that works…”

“I don't want to continue training…” She spoke quietly. Raian stopped smiling.

“Whyyyy? Are you still afraid, Mousie?”

“I will only hurt people… I hurt Youko…”

“She is in very good health, unlike you. No one is weak here, not even the weakest of us” he says this with a note of pride “you're just wasting a talent your family has, behind a desk…”

“I don't want to kill anyone, Raian, I'm not an Assassin…”

“But I am, Mousie. And I enjoyed watching you beat up that girl.”

“Why are you proud of that in me? I'm not good at this, I’m better at other things.”

“Meh, you might even be, you're even useful. But this is one of the few skills of yours that, in a situation of real danger, I see an advantage” he approaches, with slow steps “A Katana in the hand of a Kure is an extremely lethal weapon. From any Kure, including those who joined the family. I don't want to change that, you know…?”

She looked at him, blinking.

“But you stopped training, it's not even worth saying anything” he turns to leave “Katana or no Katana, if you keep up like that, you're still a Mouse.”

“Hey… wait…”

He didn't hear her, leaving the room and closing the door. She stood there, staring at where he had left. Did she understand correctly what he had said?

…

Youko had taken it upon herself to help Ayami recover, she did everything she could, and during those two days, she had arranged for a substitute teacher at the Dojo to keep an eye on her. Ayami could walk and do everything by herself, but the other insisted on bringing her food at mealtimes and accompanying her on walks to stretch.

“No need to worry so much, Youko” Ayami tried to say, but the other shook her head.

“I insist, Aya” Youko said “I got you into it, so I'll help you out.”

“But I agreed on that, so we are accomplices…”

“Well, you were the one who got all screwed up, and I already consider you a friend” she hands a tray of food to the lawyer “Aaaaand also because the Devil was on my tail.”

“Hey? How come?” Ayami lifts her head from the soup she was going to start drinking.

“Well… to summarize and clarify the story” Youko puts her hands together “when you passed out from exhaustion because of your Frenzy, Raian just wasn't mad because it was because of me he discovered that you could be strong, but that you need training to really be. Of course, he said that to me in the dumbest way possible, something like ‘Hey Late-Night devil, I know I'm handsome, but if you wanted to kill her and take her place, you'd call her to a duel instead of wasting her time. training to exhaustion’, or something like that. I mean, ewwww bro, you're my cousin...yes, he's a very distant cousin in the clan and it's ok, but my type is different you know… I prefer the galant, silver tongued ones… and who tolerates the smell of nicotine, because sometimes I smoke…”

“Oh” she blushes “so… he really wants me to keep training…”

Youko stops her blabbering in a halt “Definitely yes. We Kure, in general, like strong people, we pride ourselves on being a clan that has specialized and toned for combat, so it's only natural that we like people who have guts... but even more so who can use their guts like a whip and don’t feel a thing, haahahahah.”

“Yes, but what saddens me is that it is precisely the worst thing I have…”

“Well, I wouldn't say it's the worst thing... But we have to see that from your Frenzy” Youko nods “in your case it's a hyperconcentration that makes you dangerous in battle, but often it becomes a double-edged sword, isn't it?”

“Yes, I… that's why I stopped training.”

“So, that's your mistake” she gets closer to the table “you stopped training because you have to concentrate on what you're doing and that wakes up the Frenzy, but what you should have done is train until you don't need to concentrate to wield a sword. Not needing Frenzy to keep fighting, you know?”

Ayami blinked in surprise “I… I had never thought of that…”

“Yeah, it happens, you're not a warrior, nor were you surrounded by warriors like us” the assassin opens a wide smile “but you can be.”

Ayami had to stop and think about it while she ate. She kind of knew and didn't know at the same time about this “Kure like strong partner” thing at the same time, but she really wondered if it really was real strength. Apparently several of the Kure appreciated brute strength more, and Raian was among those. She for a moment thought she could show him that her mental strength was worth more than her swordsmanship. Did she really need to do this to show her worth?

At least she had something that made him really look at her, and see her as something more than a rat. She felt strange, though. She didn't like being a swordswoman, did she really have to change that to be accepted?

“I'm glad I'm good at it, but, you know, Youko… I don't like being a warrior…”

“Well, many of us don't like it” Youko sighs “I don't really like it myself, but one thing my old man once said to me, which I keep to this day, is: ‘it's better to be a warrior in a garden’...”

"... ‘than a gardener on the battlefield’." Ayami completes.

“That. So, it's that thing, you have to train, at least for it to stop being a problem for you. This can harm you, later on, if you don't leave it resolved…”

It still wasn't enough to convince Ayami completely, but it was a minimum for her to give the benefit of the doubt. And if that served her purpose…

“Okay… I think I will continue… but I have to have an alarm or something… or something that really takes me out of the Zone…”

“We think of something to wake you up. But for now, finish your meal” she smiles “but I'm happy for you. You, my dear, have finally caught his interest, congratulations.”

“Thank you” Even though it wasn't the way she expected, and really didn't want to have to try so hard, Ayami felt that this was a victory. She felt a little proud of herself for that. She smiled, feeling her cheeks warm “I… I really hope so. I'm still afraid, but mutual respect is the least I expect from me and my fiancée.”

“Exactly” Youko smiles more “And look, considering the guy, this is a real victory” she gets up “I'll get some technique books for us to study, don't leave there.”

“Okay” she sees the assassin quickly leave the room.

Ayami, alone, sighed as she ate.

Fiancée. What a strange word to describe their relationship… she'd hardly even call it friendship, but this is the thing about an arranged marriage. Deep down, like any girl, she had dreamed of meeting someone in a natural and healthy way, maybe talking to someone in a town’s square, or in a coffee shop… or even in a bakery, when she would buy bread for home, or a cake for her brother's birthday. Or on a date with some old college friends, if she'd cultivated any.

The funny thing is that in less than two months everything had turned upside down. And instead of a decent, caring boyfriend, she had a dopey, psychopathic asshole as a fiancé. Tall, blond, muscular, strong and even charming, okay, but still with a sour personality whose only fun was to constantly bully and annoy her. She preferred to see him sleeping, or lying down with his eyes closed, when at least that smirk wasn't in use.

He wasn't that bad, in terms of looks... but no, she definitely didn't like him, but there was no use crying, that was counterproductive, she would do whatever it took to grab this opportunity to save everyone at home...

At least so that her brother could have a full and happy life.

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tessieravenclaw · 2 years

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Hogsmede

Ravenclaw Love (George Weasley x reader series) ©️ [Part 4]

Pairing: George Weasley x reader

Age: It’s your second year and George’s fourth year in Hogwarts.

Plot: The chamber of secrets has been opened.

Warnings: nothing actually, kisses on cheek- if that counts.

Note: I do not own the harry potter books of course, so the plot isn’t mine; also, there’s no fluff yet. But the series is really sweet.

General full forms:

Y/n- your name

L/n- your last name

Y/n/n- your nickname

Y/s - Your sister

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Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

This is part 4

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Dear Y/n Hey sis, what's up? I got a note from Madam Pomfrey, about you being back from petrified. I thought about meeting you in your dorm, but then hufflepuffs aren't allowed. Your friend George Weasley (that boy is so concerned about you, sis. Anything I should know, huh?) said he'll bring you to hogsmede today, where I can meet you. Although I'm a prefect and do not allow you to enter underage, I want to meet you desperately. See you there then. Love you, Y/s

'Padma!' You said, 'Can you believe it? George met my sister. Oh God, how will she react??' You shook her awake. It was Saturday, and 7:00 AM.

'Mate,' she said dreamily. 'I know you're excited for your date-'

'It's not date!'

'- but let me sleep. Shoo.'

Is it a date?

You kept asking yourself that question. A few day ago, you'd returned from being petrified for one month. Padma Patil helped you catch up, and George Weasley, your crush and friend, asked you if you'd like to come to hogsmede.

He told you the reason is that he wants you and your sister to meet, since she's in a different house, a different age, and a prefect. So you both could meet in hogsmede. Plus, he always wanted someone underage to go to hogsmede with the help of the mauderers map. But a part of you kept thinking that what if he was asking for a date? You were both friends, not dating, and he had no clue that you liked him anymore than a friend.

You put your thoughts aside and got ready for the big day. George asked you to come down by 7:30, and so you did.

'Woah,' he yawned. 'G'morning.'

'Good morning,' you punched him in the arm, 'wake up, kid.'

'Mind you, I'm two years older than you.'

'Whatever,' you said, rolling you eyes. 'Let's go?'

He nodded. You followed him to a secret passage. Within a few minutes, you reached hogsmede. 'Wow,' you said.

He smiled. 'Your sister wanted to meet you here. She's a much better prefect than percy.'

'Hmm,'

'Oh, uh... here she is.' He stammered. 'I-I'll see you...in some...sometime. bye...' and went away.

You had a little chat with your sister she hugged you and told you how much she missed you. You shared your experience in being petrified. She told you about George, how he kept coming to visit you, and smirked.

'Come on, he's just a friend!'

'Oh yeah? I'll see. Anyway, continue you illegal date.'

'Y/s! First, this is not a date. Second, we're nit buying anything, so it's not illegal. And third, we're nothing but just friends.....yet.'

She laughed '"yet" eh? Okay, He'll be waiting, gotta go. And I'm there for you, if you ever want any ad-'

'Yep, bye!'

George came shortly after she went. 'Where were you?' You asked.

'No, nowhere.' He said, shyly. 'Wanna go to our future shop?'

'The one you and Fred would open in your 7th year?'

'Not exactly, we'll open a branch here, and Lee would be incharge.'

You followed him to the shop it was rusty and old 'A good place to re-decorate.' Yoy murmured

'Sure, miss creative.'

You both explored the village. Then you went to a shop, loveydove.

'You sure nobody would see us?'

'The teachers? No. The students? Who cares?'

You both sat on a table. You saw cho Chang, a third year ravenclaw with Cedric Diggory. They were holding hands. Then William, a ravenclaw boy, with Shallend, a Slitherin girl, locking lips. Many other couples were there, kissing and hugging.

'Why are they - in public - ew.' You blurted out.

'Ew?' He stayed silence for a while 'Nevemind. People usually come here for dates, so they don't look around, that why I brought you here.'

You looked at him. His ginger hair was brushed messily. His amber eyes, with a little green, twinkled. This lips... you realized you were starting him like an idiot. 'Er...I-'

'I mean,' he said again 'I brought you here so that people don't concentrate on us.'

'Hmm.' You looked around. 'I can see that.'

He giggled. His teeth looked so fresh, you wondered that if you ever kiss him...

'Well, what do you want?' He asked

'Oh, nothing'

Another awkward silence.

'So,' you thought of something to talk about 'When did you first come here?'

'Last year,'

'Really? I thought you liked breaking rules.'

'I do. So does Fred. But that was before we got to know about the school completely. Of course, we did break rules before that, but you know-'

'You know what?' You interrupted him. 'I, um, wanted to ask you something.'

'What?' He asked, expressionless.

You took a deep breath, and then told him something you didn't dare to think of before. 'I got a letter. I think it's by Lurenda. That 3rd year ravenclaw. She-' you shook you head. You didn't want to ruin his mood. 'No, nevermind.'

'You're hiding something.' George said. As if.

'Of course I am,' you blurted out 'I mean, when have we even talked? Except in the library.'

His grin became wider. 'Exactly! Remember I told you in the Library that I'll teach you quidditch? What about we start from tomorrow?'

'I don't really have a broom, you know.'

'Oh, that no problem. Use mine, it'll suit you well.'

'What will you use?'

'My broom, of course.'

That left you confused, but you nodded. 'Cool,'

You both talked. It was basically George asking questions, then you rambling for a long time. Then you asking a question George rambling for a long time. And so on. That was until you spotted a professor. You pulled George behind a chair.

'What?' He said

'George Weasley!' You whispered urgently. 'Don't you see professor sprout?'

'Oh,'

He somehow, got you back to hogwarts, without being spotted.

'That was great,'

He smiled 'Thanks, (y/n/n).'

'So. Can you lead me to my common room? I don't exactly remember the way.'

He smiled more 'Sure!' And tapped the mauderers map 'mischief managed.' he looked sad for a second.

'What happened?' You asked.

'It's that...I always said that with Fred. We're getting apart as we grow older. And it...it's...it's...'

'It's okay, George' you said. 'I'm reading this book about twins. It's kind-of like your situation. I think you should read it too.'

'Very much...' he said. 'not.'

You grinned. Got on your tip toes, and kissed him of his chin. You wanted to reach the cheek, but he was so tall.

'Chin?' He asked, chuckling

'If you weren't so tall.' You said, staring at his height, and then yours.

'Call me kid and this happens, little girl.'

You spent the next 15 minutes chasing him at least he stopped you and you stopped right in front of him. You realised after sometime, that you were hugging him. He patted on your shoulder and smiled, like always. 'Here's the common room, good luck answering the question.' He picked up your wand which hand fallen down. 'And do come for quidditch practice. See you at 6'

'AM?' you asked, knowing the answer

'Course not, PM' he said, knowing you'd expect him. He bent down kissed you on your forehead. Two kisses, one day. For the first time.

'Thanks,' you blurted out.

'What? Wh-'

'No, no. I said it... accidentally.' You struggled to change the topic. 'Are you done with whatever-nrw-thing you were making that day?'

'What day?'

'The day, you know, I came to your dorm.' You were blushing. It's not normal for a girl to go to a boys dorm as "friends".

'Oh. Oh yeah, I am.'

'You are?'

'Very much.'

'So can you show me?'

Not at all, wait for sometime. I'll gift it to you.'

'Hmm? Okay, so I'll, um, go now. It's late-'

'Yeah, bye.'

You wanted to kiss him again- on the cheek of course. But you thought it would be too much affection.

'Bye,' you said. love you. You thought.

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This is way longer than the last one. I do hope you enjoy reading! Make sure to follow if you liked my posts, it means a lot!

thank you!

Tess

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lookherecomethewormies · 1 year

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GIRL YOUR SO FINE!

Haha, just kidding. Hi, it's me, JonTron the fiend. Noticed you were playing Tony Hawk's Underground 2 right there. You... you like the game? Huh. That's really cool. There's not that many women that play these games, because, you know, skateboarding is such a guyyyy sport you know. That's awesome! Happy to see you smashing that glass ceiling out there, you know? Yeah, I'm kinda an old school player of these, games, I guess. I used to play it all the time back in the day.

[watches you play for 30 seconds in silence]

Ah man, you'd totally kick my ass though if I was playing against you if I was a kid though, haha. Nah you're super dope at this. I think you have a lot of potential. Oh! Ohh! Wow, you're awesome! I'm kinda rusty at these games but I used to do stuff like this back in the day when I played these games pretty seriously -- yeah I was a pretty big nerd over these games back in the day. I got good, like real good, but I had to stop when my parents realized there was a bone that was growing wrong in my leg and I had to spend like half a year in the hospital getting it removed. Yeahhhhh pretty, uh, stupid. But nah I'd love to play with you if I get the chance y'know! You seem pretty cool, I'd--

[bends down in front of the TV and points]

Hey, hey, go there, hit that! Yeah, there! Good good, sorry just wanted to make sure you didn't miss that. Hey you -- oh, hey this level -- oh sorry am I in the way? Sorry about that. So anyways this level was reminding me, uh, remember when you play as Nigel in the story mode and you get the, uh, Beaver Blast, and, uh, you're like farting on all these people with it?

[satisifed but nervous chuckle]

Yeah I remember, hey, I remember when I was a kid, ABSOLUTELY busted my gut at that, ha ha ha! Man if I was playing right now I'd still have that bound, just to, yknow, fuck around yknow -- hahahh. Um, ah, you're trying to speedrun this right? That's SO cool by the way -- but uh, if you're trying to speedrun, you should try binding a, try adding Beaver Blast to your special tricks, yknow, hahaha. Just have your girl, your little skater like, farting all around the level yknow hahaha. That'd look crazy. Uh if I was speedrunning this game I'd probably do that. It'd prob be really funny. Dude what if you made the farting like, meta in the game! That'd be so sick, that'd be so funny haha! Nah, man -- is it ok if I call you man? -- we gotta play together sometimes. I'd be like busting out those Beaver Blasters yknow haha. I'd be a real crazy guy about it. I'm an absolute rascal with my Beaver Blasts

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caramellohigh · 2 years

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bunnyhybrid!jeonghan x reader

genre: (eventual) smut, (a generous amount of?) angst, fluff, hybrid!au

warning/s: very suggestive material (semi? smut? huhu idk) & lots of tension 👀

word count: 2.3k

synopsis: Minghao impulsively adopts a hybrid for you and you hate him for it. But after getting to know your new hybrid, you realized it wasn’t such a bad idea after all. You’ve gained a new friend, a companion and… perhaps more?

a/n: hello, my lovlies! Miracle Bunny is also back, yeeeeyyy *tiny hops of joy* i'll try to stay consistent and update weekly like i used to. i'm planning on releasing some new stuff so i kinda wanna finish this and NSAGB so i can focus on those > < anyhow, happy reading everyone!!! don't hesitate to send me some asks, would love to talk to y'all <333

(p.s: still a bit rusty so if this chapter sucks… i’m sorry!)

Chapter 5

Stunned, mind whirling in absolute confusion, you stand in the middle of your kitchen just dumbly staring at the wall opposite you. You were supposed to be cooking, ingredients all laid out and ready but you haven’t touched them, nor have you really moved from your spot before Jeonghan left to go to who knows where doing who knows what.

“Wow, looks like you’re cooking a fancy meal,” he had said, walking into the kitchen to grab his water bottle from the fridge. You threw him a beaming smile, “I found this recipe online and I thought you might like it. I’m making a vegan version!” He laughs in pure fondness at the way you excitedly bounce on the balls of your feet.

But your innocent smile faltered when he took a sip of water and suddenly said, “I’d rather have you for dinner though. I bet you taste just as good or maybe even better.” You blinked at him, the devious little smirk tugging at the corner of his lip making your mind go completely blank. “H-Huh?” was your dumb reply.

Jeonghan laughed, eyes wrinkling at the corners when he grins at you. “Kidding! See you later!” Then he pulled you by the waist and ever so delicately kissed the corner of your lips. You stiffened, eyes going wide, most especially when he just turned around and left as if nothing happened.

“He didn’t… That didn’t actually happen, right?” you laugh nervously, finally coming back to your senses, “I… I must be imagining things,” you try to convince yourself, finally moving from your spot. You try to continue what you were doing earlier but you can’t deny how very distracted you are. Dropping the knife before you accidentally cut yourself, you heave a deep sigh and pinch the bridge of your nose.

“Okay, fuck. Why am I being like this? Maybe… Maybe I need to get laid or something…”

As time passes, Jeonghan gets more suggestive and flirty with you. Something you always chose to brush off just because you don’t want it to get in your head. But whether you really are in dire need of a good lay or not, the hybrid really has been acting weird these days.

First, it had been his restlessness, always going out to jog or play sports and when he’s home he surprisingly works out like crazy. Practically, he just does anything to keep himself busy and active which you didn’t think much of at first.

Then you find him clingier than he normally is, always staying so close to you whether you were cooking, doing the laundry or even when you painted. He’s suddenly always craving for some type of physical affection from you and when you don’t give it to him, he gets upset.

What makes it even weirder is that there are moments when he doesn’t go near you at all, opting to lock himself in his room, only coming out when he needs to eat or go to the bathroom. It has been either or for this couple of days and you feel completely thrown out of the loop, never knowing what his temperament would be like tomorrow or the day after that.

“Yes, sir! I’ll have it ready before your restaurant opens. Don’t worry,” you smile even if your client can’t see and nod your head enthusiastically. You’re pacing back and forth, a paintbrush in one hand while the other holds your phone to your ear.

You’re in a worn button down, paint stains creating quite a unique pattern in the otherwise boring design and some loose lounge shorts. Your hair is tied up into a messy bun, exposing your neck and pretty collar bones. The fact that you’re very obviously not wearing a bra underneath is just the cherry on top of Jeonghan’s misery.

If he’s not trying so damn hard to get himself together, he would’ve been drooling by now. You look so fuckign beautiful and sexy, and hot but also very candid and adorable. He can’t, for the love of him, take his eyes off of you. It doesn’t at all help that the buttons of your shirt are done wrongly and he’s trying not to fix it or he might actually take it off of you instead.

He feels like a fucking pervert, just seeing your exposed skin and feeling hot all over, mind racing with impure thoughts. Your voice seems far away and muffled as he fights off his thoughts and urges. He builds his legos distractedly, brows in a permanent furrow, a small shake in his hands when he puts the pieces together.

He doesn’t notice that you’ve hung up and have gone back to painting. He doesn’t notice the time tick by and he doesn’t notice that he’s building the legos all wrong. What he does notice though, is your presence drawing closer to him. He swallows hard.

“God, my back hurts,” you sigh as you sit next to him on the couch. You lay your head on his shoulder, missing the way his body momentarily stiffens at the mere contact. Jeonghan squeezes the lego piece he’s holding. “Aw, poor baby,” he coos at you, “Why don’t you lie down, I’ll massage you.”

Fuck.

What is he doing?

But it’s as if he’s moving on autopilot, his brain no longer incharge of his actions when he pushes you down. His hands are itching to feel your warm skin and like the rest of him, they act on their own when they unbutton your shirt.

You up at him in panic, “J-Jeonghan?” He mentally punches himself when he hears your shaky voice calling his name. “Sorry… I just thought it’d feel better with this off.” He has no idea how saying that would make things any better but thankfully, you buy it. Blinking your nerves away, you slowly nod and undo a few more.

Jeonghan holds his breath, hungry eyes watching your hands as they expose even more of your skin. But he doesn’t get to look much longer when you flip over and lie on your stomach. Jeonghan swallows again. He tries to snap himself out of it, settling at the back of your thighs as his hands experimentally massage your bare shoulders.

You moan at the way his fingers press down on your aching muscles, not having a single clue how much it’s affecting him, how Jeonghan is literally sweating bullets trying to fight off his urges. He clamps down hard on his bottom lip, trying to contain his whimpers, his cock already hard.

You feel the warmth radiating off of him in waves and you worry if something’s wrong. Opening your eyes and turning your head, you’re about to ask him if he feels sick but you finally notice the muffled whimpering. You faintly hear him curse under his breath and then you feel it, his dick, hot and heavy on your ass.

Then... he slowly starts moving his hips, rubbing himself against you. You gasp before you can even stop yourself and he’s off of you in mere milliseconds. “S-Sorry, I forgot I have a game with the boys today. I’m gonna go shower.” And just like that, he’s gone, leaving you completely dumbfounded, wondering if you were imagining things again.

“Jeonghan!”

You’re not the most physically coordinated or sporty but the moment you see him shoving Mingyu into the ground, you’re suddenly a track and field athlete when you run over to them. “What the fuck is your problem?!” Mingyu yells, struggling against Jihoon and Seokmin. Jeonghan sees red and scoffs dramatically, “My problem? What’s my-- What the fuck is your problem, huh? You elbowed me!”

“It was an accident! I already--”

“No, fuck you!”

You and Seungkwan can barely hold Jeonghan back. He’s somehow hell bent on landing a punch on Mingyu’s face that both of your feet slip when he pushes forward. “Jeonghan, stop it! Calm d- ow!” you fall backwards when Jeonghan all but flings you and Seungkwan away, everyone freezing when they see you hit the concrete floor.

You wince in pain as you get up and when you flip your hands over, you see your palms are all scraped up. “Shit, I’m sorry…” Jeonghan immediately snaps out of his rage and rushes over to you, brows furrowing in concern. He very carefully takes your hands and brushes off the debris stuck on your wound in complete panic, “Fuck! I’m so sorry. I didn’t-- I wasn’t--”

“No, it’s okay. It’s fine,” you mumble out calmly, giving him a reassuring smile. Seungkwan is quick to let you sit on a bench. He grabs the first aid kit he keeps in his bag and he handles your little scrapes with a very gentle hand. The bunny hybrid just stands there, feeling incredibly guilty as he watches Seungkwan tend to your wounds.

His ears are permanently glued to his head and all the others look at you with the same concern too. You’re quite amused by it actually. How can they fret over something so small? You’re not even hurt that badly. “It’s just a scrape, guys. I’ll be fine,” you chuckle as you stand up and try to reach for Jeonghan’s arm. He catches your wrist before you could touch him, “I still hurt you…”

Oh, if you could, you would’ve already melted into a puddle. The way Jeonghan looks at you with his big glassy eyes, brimming with guilt and worry, makes you feel some type of way. You can’t help the giggle that bubbles past your lips. “It was only an accident. Now c’mon, make up with Mingyu.”

He opens his mouth to probably smart mouth you but he closes it and just sighs. He brings your hand up to his face and kisses the inside of your wrists, mumbling a defeated, “Okay…” He turns to the younger hybrid and immediately apologizes to which Mingyu accepts just as quickly.

His worried gaze shifts towards Jeonghan, “Are you okay, hyung? You’ve been a little off lately...” Jeonghan simply nods, smiling to make it even more believable but Mingyu, or any of his other friends, doesn’t buy it.

They look at him suspiciously, sharing a few glances, “You’re not in h--” He cuts him off with a firm shake of his head, flashing eyes holding a type of message that apparently only they can understand because you just stand there completely oblivious.

“Jeonghan, stop worrying! It’s not that bad, okay? It’ll heal in no time.” He still pouts despite your efforts and all you could do is sigh in resignation. He kept asking you if any other part of you was hurt on your way back home, he kept apologizing to you and basically did everything for you that required you to use your hands which, in that case, is everything.

His immense care and concern for you, even for something this minor is making you feel butterflies in your stomach, feel completely and so easily disarmed. Chuckling, you reach out to hug his head to your chest. He immediately fixes his position on the arm of the couch, settling you between his legs and circling his arms around your hips.

He looks up at you from that angle, chin resting on your sternum, his ridiculous pout still on his face. You smile softly and stroke his ears. “I honestly don’t know how else to assure you that I’m fine, Jeonghan.” He sighs quietly and closes his eyes. “I’m overreacting, aren’t I?” he mumbles and you giggle, scrunching your nose at him, “A little.” Finally, he cracks a smile, turning his head so he can hear your heartbeat.

“Maybe this is just me wanting your attention?” You laugh, “You have all of it, sir.” Humming in satisfaction, Jeonghan drums his fingers against your hip bones. “Maybe… more of your affection?” You laugh again, “You’re in my arms right now. What more is there?”

And suddenly, the air shifts. Jeonghan’s fingers stop moving. He unwraps his arms around you and grabs your hips instead, squeezing lightly as he looks up. Your smile gradually fades and you blink at how different his eyes are.

From your hips, his hands slowly smoothing down the side of your thighs, the intensity of his gaze keeping you still but pliable. Without a word, he urges you to straddle him and you obediently do so, your hands now on his shoulder to steady yourself.

With one hand holding onto your thigh and the other cupping the back of your neck, the beating inside your chest doubles. You're breathing a little harder, anticipating his next move. He tentatively leans in and you don’t know what came over you but you meet him halfway, pressing your lips against his own.

Jeonghan moans into the kiss, squeezing your thigh and pulling you even closer by the neck. He kisses you hard, fervently and desperately and you do the same, matching his pace perfectly as you snake your arms around his neck.

You both push into each other, wanting to feel so much more. His hands start trailing up and down your back, squeezing at your bum and cupping your breast. You whimper against his lips, running your fingers down his torso but before you can even attempt to go lower, he pulls away and presses his forehead against yours.

He gently grabs your wrists, rubbing small circles on your skin as he whispers, “Your hands…” Breathing heavily from the fiery kiss, you almost scoff at him for what he just said. You couldn’t care less about your fucking hands. Not after what just happened.

“Jeonghan–”

“I’m going to go take a shower”

With his head down, he gently lifts you off of his lap and immediately makes a beeline towards the bathroom. Stunned, you stare at the empty hallway, fingers coming up to your lips. That was definitely real. Either that or your daydreams are starting to feel terrifyingly real.

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jobean12-blog · 3 years

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Good morning, Jo! So as you know I had a haircut yesterday and now I'm feeling like a brand new confident me 🥰. Which got me thinking of a reader who's always shy around an equally shy Bucky (or Sam!). With the power of a new haircut she walks up to the man of her dreams and asks him out and he loves it ❤.

Walkin' on Sunshine

Pairing: Bucky x female reader

Word Count: 566

Summary: You've got yourself a new do and you feel good, you look good and you're ready to ask the man of your dreams out.

Author's Note: Thank you so much my sweet Mina @lookiamtrying Thank you for this lovely request and for your patience with me writing it! I love it and I know this feeling, it's awesome! I hope you enjoy this! Love you! Thank you all so much for reading and much love always! ❤❤❤ Divider by the lovely @imerdwarf

Warnings: fluffs and laughs and lots of smiles and slightly shy!bucky

Gifs not mine: Credit for the first two go to @bisexual-apocalypse and the third to @fishragnarsson Thank you so much :)

“When are you gonna ask her out man? It’s clear she likes you!” Sam prods as he and Bucky work on the boat.

“What makes you say that? Every time I talk to her I’m stumbling over my words and totally fucking up,” Bucky replies.

Sam grunts as he tries to pull a piece of rusty metal off the boat, his efforts doing little to move it. Bucky stands and walks over, taking the piece in his left hand and ripping it off with ease. Sam gives him the stink eye but mumbles a “thanks.”

Bucky smiles.

“It’s really entertaining that’s for sure and I can’t believe it either but I’m sure she likes you,” Sam continues with his own smirk.

Bucky sits down on the edge of the boat, mindlessly flipping the wrench in his hand as he contemplates Sam’s words.

“What if I ask her out and she says no? Huh? Then what?” Bucky asks with raised brows.

“Then at least you tried! What else are you gonna do? Hang out with me all day on the boat? I don’t think so,” Sam laughs.

Bucky hangs his head and grumbles something inaudible. Sam’s laughter gets louder before he elbows Bucky in the shoulder.

“Come on, let’s get back to work!”

You walk down the dock with an extra pep in your step, the warm sunshine dancing across the lake and making it sparkle. With a smile you spot Sam and Bucky on the boat, Bucky’s metal arm sparkling just like the water in the sun.

Sam sees you first and stops mid hammer. “Wow.”

Bucky looks at Sam.

“Do you need help hammering now?” Bucky teases.

Sam doesn’t answer and just keeps staring in your direction. Bucky finally turns around and his mouth drops open as you get closer.

“You can say that again,” he says only loud enough for Sam to hear.

“Look at you,” Sam says when you get to the boat.

“Hey guys!” you chime, waving to them.

Sam says hi and gives you a dazzling smile. “Love the new look.”

“Thanks Sam,” you answer sweetly.

Bucky just stares. You smile his way.

“Hi Buck.”

He keeps staring. Sam stabs him with the hammer.

“Hey doll,” he finally says. “You uh, wow. You look…I love it. Beautiful.”

“Thank you,” you giggle. “So how much longer are you guys working?”

“I’m not working,” Bucky says as he stands and pushes the screwdriver toward Sam.

Sam quirks a brow and leaves Bucky hanging. Bucky pulls his eyes away from you long enough to scowl at Sam and put the screwdriver away.

“Ok great. Want to go grab a bite to eat?” you ask. “I’m starving.”

“I’d love to,” Bucky answers quickly, wiping his hands on a rag.

“Oh, I see how it is Buck. Beautiful woman shows up and you’re gone,” Sam jokes.

Bucky rubs the back of his head and shuffles his feet. “Well. Yeah.”

You throw your head back with laughter, winking at your friend Sam and holding your hand out for Bucky.

“Come on Buck. I get hangry when I’m hungry.”

He takes your hand and steps off the boat, bravely keeping his hold on it as you walk back down the dock.

“I’m always hangry,” Bucky laughs, squeezing your hand.

You giggle and squeeze back.

“Actually, I take that back,” he starts. “Right now…I’m just happy…and a little hungry.”

#bucky x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes drabble #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x you #bucky x female reader #bucky #bucky fluff #bucky imagine #bucky barnes x female!reader

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redgalaxyarts · 3 years

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Friends- Sugawara x Reader

Synopsis: (MxF) Volleyball tryouts for your college are near and you had been a setter in your previous school but are a little rusty at it still, so you ask the best setter you know for pointers, your brother's best friend, Koshi Sugawara

Warnings: Heavy smut, degradation, oral (m/f), praise, slight age gap, choking, language, creampie, bruising, spanking, hair tugging, spit, fluff.

(Will be long, bear with me.)

A/N: I'm so sorry with how long this took me to write, I lost motivation halfway through then got it back. Also, the ending isn't exactly how I wanted to finish it but it's 2:20 AM right now and I'm beyond too tired to rewrite it. Also if you see any typos let me know so I can fix them, this is not previewed so I'm sorry for any mistakes.

It has been ages since you've stepped into a gym, the last time being when you had your Volleyball awards for the last time of your third year. You take a big whiff of the air around you and breathe out slowly and deeply, relishing in the smell of fresh, new, leather volleyballs coming into the start of the new season.

Even though you've never been in your school's gym yet, your feet somehow know their way to the back near the locker rooms and stop right in front of the tryout list. You grab the black pen hanging from a white rope thumb-tacked onto the corkboard and sign your name on the list with your preferred position next to it; setter.

You've heard rumors that your school's previous setter had to drop out of school, and they didn't have a replacement, which left the position wide open for you to steal. You used to be the setter on the Karasuno's female team, and you were quite good, but it's been two years out of practice and you knew you'd need to shape up again before tryouts.

Once you leave the gym, you drop off your aide ID in the front office where you have your last period, community services, which is basically a freebie class as it's just volunteer work, but regardless it was one of your favorites, and you head back to the parking lot to find your car and drive back to your apartment.

You pull into your parking spot a little after 4pm and head into your place. Most people would describe it as quaint, but that was fine with you because it was yours, and it was affordable. The moment you set your things down on your nightstand, you pull out your phone and dial your brother's number.

"Hey y/n."

"Hey Asahi how's it going?"

"Not too bad, I'm just working on some new designs for the season."

"Oh cool, send me a pic of them I wanna see."

"Ha, when I'm done with the first outfit I will."

"Good, anyways I have a favor to ask."

"Anything, what is it?"

"Well, I had signed up for volleyball tryouts today an-

"Oh wow, that's great! I was wondering if you'd pursue it again."

"Yeah, thanks! Anyways I wrote my name down for the setter position and I was wondering if you'd be able to help me with that."

"2 things, you're already a fantastic setter, and I was the Ace. Don't know the first thing about setting."

"No, I know, I was going to ask if you'd give me Suga's number. He told me if I needed to practice to call him and he'd always be down to help."

"Oh! Yeah, I can send you his number."

"Great, thanks Asahi!"

"No worries, love ya, and remember to save me a seat for your first game."

"Love ya too and thanks."

You hang up the phone and get the notification Asahi sent you and click on it to add the number to your contacts. Once you save it, you dial the number and hope someone picks up.

"Hello this is Mr.Sugawara, may I ask who's calling?"

The gentle, yet velvety voice from the man sends a once familiar tingle to between your legs and you stifle it as you remember why you called him in the first place.

"Mr.Sugawara huh? That's what you like being called now."

"Excuse me?"

"I remember how fond of it you were when I used to call you Muffin."

"Hah, oh it's you, hi y/n."

"Hi Muffin, how are you?"

"Good, and how about you butterfly?"

"I'm fantastic now that I'm talking to you. Uh but speaking of Butterflies, I actually have a favor."

"Hm?"

"Would you be down for helping me practice being a setter?'

"Aren't you one already?"

"Was, now I'm back and I'm about 2 years out of practice so I need help."

"Well in that case I'll help. Where are we meeting?"

"Not sure yet, I don't have access to the gym after school hours."

"No worries, I'll send you the address to my place, I have a community gym."

"Great, would Saturday afternoon be okay?"

"Tomorrow?"

"Yeah."

"Sure, I have to finish grading paperwork but I'll talk to you soon."

You both say your goodbyes and hang up. A smile beams on your face from his acceptance and you head off to your kitchen to eat your dinner and head to bed to start the day tomorrow.

You wake up at 8am sharp and do your daily routine of skincare, teeth, hair, and makeup. After doing it all you make your bed and finish packing up a go-bag for the gym later and throw in your pair of volleyball shoes, before you place them in the bag you glaze over the black velvet and smile brightly at the thought of you getting to wear them again. You also throw in your knee pads and head out to your normal breakfast place, the cafe near your house.

A few hours pass and you and Suga are ready to meet. You input the address into maps and head off. When you arrive, the first thing you notice is the large keypad in front of the very large and intricate black iron gate protecting the housing community. You input the numbers he had given you and driven around the bend and pull into a parking lot to which you assume is the gym. You exit the car and grab your bag and things and head into the front doors where you're greeted by somebody.

"Hello, welcome to Errice Park Gym, may I see your community ID?"

"Sorry?" You ask the woman with a tilt of your head.

"Apologies, but only members with community IDs may access the gym?"

"Okay, how may I get one?" You ask the lady while leaning your elbows on the desk. You have to hold back a scoff from how uptight all this seems and from the way she is eyeing you.

"Do you live here miss?"

"No, I don't"

"Unfortunately our services are only avail-"

She gets cut off by the large and wonderfully manicured hand that had been placed on the countertop in the commotion.

"She is my guest, ID 352."

"Of course Mr.Sugawara my apologies." She turns to look at you, the look on your face is a mix of flustered and amazed at the same time. "Enjoy your visit." She bows her head to you and Suga nods his head towards the hallway he came from and beckons you to follow.

"Wow, Koshi I didn't think you'd made this much money being a teacher to live in a place like this."

"Perks of being a private school teacher." He says with a rub of his neck.

You take in the features you haven't seen in a few years now. He still has his iconic gray hair and mole with the piercing brown eyes that have always made you swoon, but his physique and prowess have gotten more large and defined than you remember, and it isn't a bad thing. You trail your eyes down from walking behind him and notice his ass has gotten bigger too, doesn't help that he's already in a pair of gym shorts that hug his form perfectly...and the thighs, you have to practically wipe the drool from your lip.

You've never been good at hiding your thoughts about Koshi, he knows it and just about everyone else too, but neither of you have acted on it, for reasons mostly due to him. So, you reluctantly push all your flirtatious comments aside and try to focus on why you are here.

After catching up and making small talk while walking through various hallways, Koshi leads you to a far back door which leads to an even bigger area with no one else inside of it, and itself is a community volleyball court.

"Holy shit this place has everything."

"Mm, just about."

He closes the door behind you guys and walks you over to a few bleachers set up on the side and you set your things down.

"It's good to see you again Butterfly, you look great."

"Thanks, Muffin you do too."

You both smile at each other before he chuckles and pulls you into a hug, which lasts longer than expected. You pull away and tuck hair away from your face.

"I was surprised you called, I didn't realize you kept my number."

"I got it from my brother."

"Oh, how's Asahi doing?"

"Really good actually, his clothing line is really taking off." You talk with high praise of your brother.

"Amazing, I'm proud of him. We haven't talked as much as I'd like but I've missed him."

"Me too."

"I've missed you too."

"Oh.."

Your breath feels shallow as you suck in some air from the look he gives you as you notice him trailing your body. He smiles as he does, with his normal boyish charm but you can't help but feel some other sense behind it.

Not wanting to drag on, you and Koshi decide to get on with it and start. He shows you the locker room to change and after you come back out, you both do stretches and begin.

Unfortunately for you, you are way more out of practice than you realize. Koshi starts off slow for you, throwing you serves you should be able to easily set but everything is off; your form, your fingertip placement, your focus, it's just not there. You lost count of how many balls have bounced out of bounds or how many net shots you've set, it's honestly embarrassing.

After this last set, you groan and squat down to the floor and throw your head back in frustration. Suga shakes his head and chuckles and sits next to you.

"Well, to be blunt, you kinda suck." Suga says poking fun at you.

"Yeah, I know." You groan again and throw yourself backward and land with a small thunk of your head hitting the polished wood of the court. You rub the back of your head with your fingertips and hear a snort come from Suga.

You feel soft fingertips rub your bare thigh above the knee as Suga's voice tries to comfort you.

"Hey now, you're just out of practice it's okay."

"I know but I shouldn't be that bad."

"It happens, and that's why I'm here."

He squeezes your leg delicately and you turn your head to look at him as he looks at you. You both smile at each other and he squeezes your thigh again.

"You're cute."

You get immediately flustered and look up and away from him.

You hear him giggle before he pats your leg and reaches a hand out to help you up. You take it and pop up before he holds onto your lower back to stabilize you while you stand.

"Let's do some more exercises okay? Then well call it a day and come back tomorrow."

"Okay."

You follow Suga into the middle of the court and stand in front of him as he instructs you which exercises to do to better your form, he also goes into explaining how they'll help. So far you've done lunges, jumping jacks, toe touches, and now you're onto squats.

"You can do better than that Butterfly."

He says pointing to your high squat and mocks at it.

"My thighs hurt." You whine.

"The burn means it's working." He smiles at you and you stick your tongue out in return. "Come on, seriously I know you can go lower. "

"No, I can't" You tease.

"Yes you can," he teases back. "Be good and get your ass low." His voice changes from playful to husky in a heartbeat. It gives you whiplash and you can't help but feel a tingle in your core. You gulp but as much as you try you can't seem to get lower.

"Let's go Y/n." He says stepping closer to you in that same husky tone.

"I'm trying."

"Not hard enough."

You roll your eyes and it doesn't go unnoticed. You feel two strong grips on your thighs right before the hem of your spandex and you lock eyes with his. The normal gaze of flirtation and comfort is replaced by seriousness and hunger? His eyes stay locked with your as you feel his hands push down on your thighs adding weight and you feel your calves and hamstrings almost give out. You grit your teeth and clench your hips where your hands rest but you never break eye contact. When you get to an acceptable squat for Suga, he looks down where his hands are and slowly pulls away.

"Good girl, I knew you could do it." He practically whispers the first part but you catch it as you shakily stand up from your squat.

You can tell that your core is instantly flooded from those words and the way his gaze held yours. You try to subtly adjust yourself by squeezing your thighs together but unbeknownst to you, Suga catches it.

Neither of you acknowledge what was said and start gathering your belongings and cleaning up your mess. After the both of you finish, you begin chatting like nothing had happened.

You two say your goodbyes and give hugs before parting ways as you agree to meet again here tomorrow at the same time. You hide your eagerness to go home and shower and relax and practically speed back.

The next morning comes and you had a rather specific wet dream about your tutor. You couldn't stop dreaming about his hands on your thighs and his words of praise next to your ear, the way his fingertips felt on your thighs. It was unbearable not being able to feel it in person last night.

This morning went by rather quickly as you do your normal routine and change into an acceptable outfit and you made it to the gym rather quick. Suga was waiting for you in the front lounge this time to avoid the concierge, and you both made it back to the same empty court you were in yesterday.

"Hey butterfly, how'd you sleep?"

He asks smiling at you at his smile reaches his eyes as he hugs you and helps grab your bag. His adorable mole catches your eyes in the process.

You think back to the wet dreams you had and throw your hair into a bun to get ut out of your face and you blush as a particular scene you remember comes to mind.

"Oh, uh, I slept well."

"That's good. Did you have any good dreams? I had a few that were really nice."

He says giving you a sly wink and a smirk.

"Actually no, rather uneventful." You lie, trying to avoid looking him in the eyes.

He chuckles as he sets your bag on the bench and takes off his black gym jacket and sets it next to your bag. You gulp as you see him stretch his arms over his head and watch as his shoulders pop and muscles ripple from the stretch and you have to lick your lips at the sudden dehydration you're feeling.

"Wow, you've gotten hotter since the last time I saw you."

"You saw me yesterday."

"Yes, but you weren't showing your amazing arms yesterday. Instantly hotter." You say with a wave of your hand over his body and he just shakes his head and smiles.

"Uh-huh, come on let's stretch first."

You both begin doing the same stretches as yesterday and a few new ones you decided to throw in that you remembered from high school. The final one you do is a toe touch but you just can't seem to stretch all the way down from the cramp in your lower back and Suga takes notice. He gets up from his butterfly squat and walks up behind you and very gingerly grabs your hips, his fingertips barely ghosting under the waistband of your spandex shorts. You inhale a sharp breath when you feel his pelvis against your ass and can't help but bite your lip as you realize what he's doing. He places a hand on the small of your back and pushes you down.

"Suga, what are you doing?" You say flirtily.

"Just trying to help you stretch, you seemed stiff is all."

He says while pulling away. Before he does, you grab his wrist and place it back on your hip.

"No don't, it's helping."

You say turning your neck and smirking at him as he grinds his pelvis into you more and pushes you further down till you reach your toes and hear a pop come from your back and he pulls away with a little disappointment to you. You groan and stand back up and notice Suga has moved a few steps away from you now. A short look of confusion crosses your face but you decide to ignore it for now and grab a ball to begin practicing.

The practice goes by quick with no other distractions and surprisingly no mess-ups from you. You've always been a quick learner so there's been a definite improvement since yesterday. When the session ends, you walk over to the bench to grab your bag to change but Suga's voice catches you before you walk away.

"Hey butterfly, do you have plans later?"

He asks before sipping from his bottle. Your eyes catch a single drop of water slide out from the corner of his mouth and roll down his face to his neck, down to his collarbones, and into his shirt. You've never been more jealous of water in your life.

"Not really, I was just gonna go home and clean."

"Would you like to go out for dinner with me?"

He says topping off the bottle and wiping his forehead with a rag to get rid of the sweat.

"Sure, any particular reason why?" You ask while taking off your shoes to change into sandals to let your feet air out.

"No particular reason, just as friends. Two grown friends catching up."

You chuckle at his tone and nod your head in agreement.

"Oh, of course, my mistake. Just let me know where we are going and I'll be there around 7, that okay?"

"Yeah, I'll text it to you."

You finish getting ready to leave and head out into the parking lot together but before you get into your car, Suga slides his hand underneath your arm and stops you.

"It's entirely up to you, but you should wear something you can move around in, like a skirt or dress or something. They have a dance floor there and I just want you to be prepared you know?"

"Thanks for the heads up Muffin."

"Of course, wouldn't want you to be unprepared in case we decide to dance together or anything." His voice drops an octave as he squeezes your arm tighter before smiling and letting you go.

You make it home quickly and shower and lounge around in your towel for a while as you have a couple hours to spare. You decide to clean your house, make some lunch and pay some bills until you're supposed to get ready to leave and you get dressed and entirely ready and head to the location Suga sent you. You put it into your maps and chuckle when you realize he just sent you his address as the location is only a few buildings away from the gym.

You arrive at his place exactly at 7 and knock on the door and wait for him to answer. You can hear various noises coming from inside and then hear some loud banging noise followed by a few expletives and giggle to yourself before the door opens and Suga stands there with a smile.

He's wearing slim-fitting slacks with a loose t-shirt that shows his arms and his hair is neatly brushed like normal and you can't catch exactly where it's coming from but a slight aroma of vanilla catches your interest.

"Hi, muffin."

"Hi, butterfly."

He sidesteps and lets you into his place before you slide off your shoes and place them on the shoe holder next to his door and set your purse and things on the side table. You turn around and see him lock the door before he turns to you and you catch him eyeing you up and down and takes you into a hug. His hands wander a little low but you don't mind it.

"So, the place has a dancefloor huh?"

"Yeah, in the bedroom, hopefully, we'll see it later."

You chuckle at his forwardness and shake your head as he leads you to his kitchen and you slide onto one of the barstools in front of his countertop.

"Thirsty?" He asks you as he slides a glass of wine towards you.

"I am, but how do you know I'm of age? One of the last times I saw you I was only 17." You say joking around.

"Considering that I'm 4 years older and that was also 4 years ago, I'm sure you are by now."

"Oh, that's right, congrats on making it to 25 muffin." You raise your glass to toast to him and he watches you over his glass as your throat bobs to take in the full shute of wine. You wipe your lip with your thumb and suck off the liquid while staring right at Suga.

He coughs and diverts his attention away from you and to his stove.

"Uhm, hungry? I made a chicken alfredo dish."

"Sounds really good, I'll take a plate."

He makes the plates and you both move to his kitchen table and sit across from each other and dig into the food. The two of you catch up with small talk and discover new interests each other has that neither didn't have before. You talk about new movies and things, which then leads to you both laughing as you reminisce over past memories of when he and Asahi were in school together and all the times he'd come over.

"I remember one of the first games you had that you won and you'd look so cute with that smile on your rosy cheeks. I remember how proud your brother was of you." Suga says while finishing up the last bite of his pasta.

"I remember that day too. You know the reason we won was that I took your advice."

"What advice was that?"

"To make sure my team doesn't see any emotion on my face other than determination. You also told me to keep a close watch on the team and get a view of how they're playing and play to their strengths."

"Good advice."

"Yeah, it really was."

There's a short pause between the two of you. You don't know if he remembers or if you should bring it up but you decide to just say fuck it and do it.

"Koshi, do you remember what else you told me that day?"

Suga is caught off guard as you use his actual name. Hearing it fall from your lips makes him want to hear it over and over again.

"No? What else did I say?"

"That was also the day you found out I didn't have my first kiss. You told me that you'd be more than willing to be my first." You chuckle at the memories of teenage you. "I can't believe I was actually going to take you up on that offer within the next couple of days but then Asahi told me you moved away so I never could."

You didn't notice Suga move from his chair, you didn't notice him walking towards you, and you didn't notice him stand behind your chair as it was all happening so soon. The first thing you felt was his hand brush your hair away from your neck, the next thing you felt was his lips kiss your bare flesh. You feel the chair pull out from the table and you see Suga move to stand in front of you. He blocks you into the chair with his arms on either side of you and his hands tightly grasping the arms of the chair. Your mouth runs dry as you see the look of pure hunger he gives you.

"I don't think you understand just how hard I am right now."

You look down to see but before you can he lifts your chin back up to his eyes with his two fingers.

"I didn't tell you to look away from me butterfly. I'm going to kiss you now, and if you don't want this as bad as I do, so help me God stop me now before I can't control myself and rip your clothes off."

Gulp.

You look up at Suga through your eyelashes, and your look is laced with desperation and that's all it takes for him to break control and slam his lips into yours.

His lips feel like pure bliss. They're perfectly smooth and plump enough, just like you'd imagine they'd be. His tongue dances with yours and you can feel each other smile into the kiss as it leads deeper and deeper. His hands retract from the arms of the chair as he sinks down to his knees and drags your face closer to his by twining his fingers into your hair and tugging on them while biting your bottom lip. You both moan into the kiss. The heat radiating off of both of you starts to cause you to feel hot and needy to remove your clothes. Suga seems to notice and he pulls away from your lips and moves to drape kisses all along your collarbone, leaving a few large hickies in the process. He carefully dances his fingertips to under plunge neckline of your shirt and tugs it open to reveal your bare breasts.

"Fuck your tits are gorgeous."

You chuckle as he looks like a pubescent boy looking at boobies for the first time.

"Thank you, baby."

He licks his thumb before rubbing your nipple with it and you can feel it pebble and get hard and let out some whimpers once he pinches it. His tongue laps over your whole breast before he takes the nipple into his mouth and sucks. Your back arches off the chair and your legs slightly spasm.

"Dirty girl, you like your nipples sucked on huh?"

"Yes sir, especially when you do it, it feels so good." You breathe out.

He nibbles on your nipple and bites it with his teeth and tugs before you wince from the pain and he blows and kisses on it to make it feel better. He makes sure to spend an equal amount of time on each breast before moving back up to lock lips with you.

As much as you want him to ravage you, you've been dying to know what he tastes like for years. You break away from the kiss with a moan and he slightly whimpers when you pull away and don't kiss him back. Confusion crosses his face as you push his butt against the table before the confusion is replaced with pure lust as he sees you crouch down onto your knees, letting your butt rest on your heels, and seeing your hands reach out to palm him through his pants.

His eyes squeeze shut when he feels you palm his dick from his boxers.

"Y/n, warning you now, if you suck my dick I will fuck that pretty little face of yours so hard."

You just smirk up at him through your eyelashes and pull him the rest of the way out. You marvel at his beautifully trimmed pubes that rest nicely above his dick and smile to yourself at how giddy you're feeling for getting to suck his dick.

You lick your lips and open your mouth wide enough to fit around his tip which spills a slow moan from his mouth. You notice his palms grip the edge of the table to the point of his knuckles turning pale the moment you swish your tongue around his tip and over his slit. You can tell he's trying to hold back so you decide to ramp it up by extending your jaw more and sucking in a breath before hollowing out your cheeks and taking all of him down your throat to where you feel him behind your tongue. You gage and your eyes prickle with tears but you don't give up when you hear him mutter a "fuck" under his breath. He opens his eyes and you lock yours with his and that's all it takes for him to lose it.

He releases the table and grips your hair into the messiest of ponytails and tugs before pulling you completely off of him before shoving himself all the way back into your mouth. You gag, and you gag hard but you don't care, it feels so damn good in your mouth and the noises he is making you've never heard before. You reach down to touch yourself but all movements stop and you hear him reprimand you in the slightest whisper.

"Babygirl, I didn't say you could touch yourself. If your fingers even graze your pussy I will bend you over this table and smack your ass till it's black and blue."

You can't speak but you nod your head vigorously in agreement and gulp, with his dick still inside your mouth. Spit is pooling out of the corners of your lips, you probably look so filthy and you actually become a little jealous of Suga for not being able to see yourself like this.

"Good girl, good fucking girl."

He says before he slams his cock hard down your throat again. His head slowly falls backwards as his hands tighten in your hair and bobs your head faster and faster, not even taking the time to slow down or care about the makeup running down your face from your tears. You're enjoying being face fucked a little too much.

His hips are thrusting sloppier and he's loosened his grip but he still is relentless with your mouth and it makes you so desperately wonder what he'll be like when he's actually inside of you. His moans are becoming sporadic and you can barely make out his sentence warning you he's gonna come but you don't care and just brace yourself for when he does. Wanting to help him more, you reach a hand up and cup his balls while using the other to stroke his shaft with your mouth and he moans out too many expletives to count from the tingles throughout his body. His hips come to a stop and you can feel the warm, salty load fall down your throat. You make sure to take it all before shutting your eyes and swallowing it all, making sure he gets a good view of it, and he helps you stand back up and kisses you so passionately.

"Fuck, your mouth is dangerous."

"Thanks."

You say with a smile and giggle. He kisses you once more before you both stop and turn your heads to the countertop where his phone is ringing.

"Fuck it, I want you right now."

"No, Suga it could be important, it's okay. I'm going to get some water and wipe down anyways."

"Okay, I'll be quick sweetheart."

He kisses your lips slowly before quickly diving down and giving the top of your bare breast a quick kiss which makes you giggle.

You both separate and go into different rooms for your business. You head off down the hallway into the first door on the right and turn on the light and walk to the sink.

You grab some toilet paper and spit whatever remains of the cum in your mouth, into the paper and throw it in the trash. You then turn on the faucet and cup your hands to grab some water and you take a few slurps before swishing it around and spitting it out down the drain. You wash your hands good before using a rag to fix whatever makeup has smudged on your face and smile at yourself in the mirror when you see the ring of love bites around your breasts and how good your nipples look while swollen.

You shut off the bathroom lights and close the door behind you and walk back into the dining room where you left Suga. On the walk there you fixed your shirt as the intimacy has worn off a little and you started to feel awkward having your tits out and nothing else. You step in the room and see Suga has fixed himself as well and he's cleaning up dishes.

"You need some help baby?"

You ask while moving to stand to his side and help him.

"No, its-I'm alright I got it."

He says rather quick and moves from you to finish grabbing the dishes and placing them in the sink.

"You okay Koshi?" You ask concerned at his sudden attitude change. "Bad phone call?"

"Uhm, no, it was a good one it just...was your brother calling."

"Oh...oh.."

"Yeah, it was nice to hear from him but it made me feel like shit to betray his trust like that. I'm sorry y/n but can I walk you out?"

He says slowly turning towards you with an extremely downturned smile.

"What?" You ask stunned. "Koshi, what trust? You want me to leave? I'm so confused."

"It's nothing, it's fine. Look I just need a moment to process what had happened and it's getting late and I don't want you to get be late for class tomorrow."

"Oh..yeah..right, of course."

You don't say another word and quietly grab all of your things and walk over to the door to slip on your shoes. Suga is quiet the whole time too but he still walks over to the door with you while holding your phone for you.

"Are we-Can we still meet up for practice tomorrow? My tryouts are at the end of the week."

You ask him without meeting his eyes.

"Yeah, of course, I wouldn't bail on you like that. I'm sorry it's just th-

"Stop," You raise a hand up to his chest and smile. "It's alright Koshi, just stop before it gets worse. Goodnight and thanks for the lovely dinner tonight."

"You're welcome, thanks for being a great friend and guest."

Friend, that word pings your heart and makes it teeter-totter inside of your chest, almost like it might fall straight out of it.

You don't say anything more and just brave a smile and head out before getting back into your car, pulling out, and storming home.

In all honesty, the trip from Suga's house to yours shouldn't have taken you an hour but it did. A normal ten-minute drive turned into an hour from you having to pull over more than a few times from having to deal with the overflow of emotions coursing through you. You also had to stop yourself a couple times from turning back around and giving him an earful but you decided to let it go. In actuality, you weren't even mad, you weren't sad, you weren't even regretful over what happened you were just utterly confused the whole time. However, you decided to stop racking your brain trying to figure it out and gave up once you pulled into your parking spot and walked home into your living room.

You dropped your stuff off into where they belong and you make your way to your room and strip off all your clothes before throwing them into the hamper and heading to the en suite to take a shower and disregard the whole experience.

Friend.

The word brings such a bitter and useless taste to your mouth when you heard it fall from Sugas lips. That word, you thought of it the whole time you were in the shower, and you scrubbed your body so hard to try and get the "friendzone" off of you.

The shower stops and you step out and dry off before not even bothering to change and head to bed naked and plug in your phone, set an alarm for tomorrow, and shut off the lights and fall into an anxious sleep.

The morning comes too soon at the detriment of the bags under your eyes. You snap your alarm off and rub your temples before stretching and getting out of bed. You quickly get dressed and back your go bags for school and practice afterward and finish all your necessities of getting ready and you head to class bright and early.

Your classes run through quicker than normal and now comes the part you were trying to postpone doing, seeing Suga.

Hesitantly, you send a text to Suga making sure it's still on and he replies with a thumbs up before you shut off your phone and head to the gym.

The ride was brutal due to the thoughts running laps in your head. Conflicting memories of last night combine together and now thoughts of further rejection pierce your brain and you can't deal with it. You arrive at the gym and try to shake off the thoughts but they don't budge. So you do the only thing you know how to do to get rid of the bad thoughts, you confront what's making them happen.

You shut off your car and grab your keys and phone, not even paying a second mind to your bags in the backseat. You walk into the gym and just give a side-eye to the receptionist and strut straight back to the gym and push the double doors open with a flourish.

You're about to start yelling at Suga to give him your two cents but notice the gym is empty. You look around confused but then get a notification on your phone and see that he sent you a text saying he's still at his house and running late.

You walk out the same way you came in, get back in your car, and drive to his apartment before stopping, getting out, and knocking on his door.

"Hey, I was just about to head out."

Suga says as he opens the door.

You walk in without saying a word and place your shoes and things into a bin next to his front door and turn around to talk to him as he closes his door.

"Y/N?"

"What the hell Suga?"

"I'm sorry?"

"Last night, what you said. What happened when you called my brother, what did he or you say? What trust did you break last night?"

You ask while placing your hands on your hips.

He drops his head before wiping his face and walking towards the dining room as he talks to you.

"Nothing, honest. He didn't even know you were here he was just calling to catch up and stuff."

"So why push me out all of a sudden? What trust Suga??"

"Damnit, y/n the trust of a dude and not going after his best friend's little sister. That kind of trust."

"Seriously Koshi? I get what you mean by that but we are adults now and as far as I know, Asahi has never had any ill feelings about us being close or being together."

"No, I know but it's an unspoken rule type of thing."

"Koshi that's bullshit, if that was true then you wouldn't have invited me on a date here in the first place."

"It was just supposed to be as friends."

Vomit, the word makes you want to vomit.

"There's that word again. Friends, Koshi, really?"

You move closer to the kitchen table and towards him. You look up at him and a smile comprised of lust and anger stretches onto your face.

"Friends don't grind on each other during Volleyball practice. Friends don't tell other friends to wear skirts for easy access. Friends don't kiss and swap spit on this very chair. Friends don't get down on their knees, push you up against this table and blow you till you're busting a load down their throat."

You take a breath and swallow while you notice the tension in the room and him walking closer to you with a determined look on his face.

"Tell me how we're just friends, after all that Muffin."

You say the nickname as a jab at him, with both of you knowing damn well either of the nicknames were what you used to flirt with each other.

He moved closer into your personal space, chests only inches apart but neither of you moving to touch the other quite yet.

"You're right butterfly, we're not just friends. Because during your whole little rant, I couldn't stop thinking about how I want to break this table by fucking you on it."

Gulp.

"What's stopping you?"

"Absolutely nothing."

The tension wire snaps and the moment it does you both are on each other like dogs to a bone. Your tongues mesh with each others in perfect sync. You don't know where your hands are at this point, all you know is they're stripping off every piece of clothing each other is wearing. The second everything is off of your bodies, Suga picks you up and gently places your ass against the cold wood of the dining table, and gets down onto his knees.

You're about to protest but the moment you feel his warm, wet tongue lapping in between your folds like a man starved, all knowledge of how to speak completely dissolves from your brain. All you managed to say is a jumble of "don't stop" and "fuck that feels so good", but in all honesty it sound like baby babbling. Your hands knot into the grey locks of the hungry man underneath you and you tug as hard as you can when he nips at your clit and your legs, embarrassingly, start to spasm already.

"Ho, God, fuck."

You moan out.

His tongue swirls endless circles around your clit and he sucks and bites and blows at your clit, leaving you speechless. It's not until you feel two fingers prod at your hole that you really start to shake. You crave him so much, even your pussy practically pulls in his fingers as he rests them there against the hole. He starts out with slow, shallow pumps before he speeds up the pace of his tongue and fingers and goes knuckle deep inside of you drawing out the most guttural moans you've ever made.

You've never had your legs spasm so much from oral before. You feel your core start to tighten and flex and you feel the sweat form on your brow and upper lip as your hair falls out around you from the thrashing of your body at the pleasure. Your hand tugs harder and you're worried you might be hurting him, but if you are he absolutely doesn't mind it. Your mouth runs dry and the dam breaks once you feel him scissor you while being knuckle deep in your pussy. Your orgasm echoes through the house as you shake around him and as his delicious tongue helps you through it all.

"What a good fucking girl cumming for me like that. I'm so proud of you baby."

"Holy fu- fuck. Th-thank you baby."

You just barely speak as you pant to try and calm down, but not for long when you feel him place one last kiss on your pussy before standing up and trace kisses from your hips all the way up to your breasts, showing each endless love, and moving to your lips and letting you taste yourself all over his face.

"You taste yourself right? Taste how fucking delicious you are."

He says while opening your mouth forcefully and spitting into it, which is then followed by you smiling as you swallow it and show him. He laughs so lustfully before wiping the corner of your mouth and placing the two fingers he used in you into your mouth and chokes you with them. You gag and gulp after swirling your tongue around them and when he pulls away he uses those fingers to open you up again before leaning you back down onto the table and stepping closer to line himself up with you.

"Are you on the pill? Want me to grab a condom?"

"Yeah I am, and no, I want to feel all of you."

He agrees with a kiss and bite of your lip and neck before he takes his hand and pumps himself a few times and spits in his hand and rubs his cock before using his other hand to open your lips and he teases your clit with the head of his dick and you both moan at the feeling.

"Fuuck stop it baby I want you so bad."

"I know baby girl, just be patient for me."

He chuckles as he feels you squirm under him when his tip hits a sensitive part of your clit and he uses an arm to hold you down and distract you before he lines up and slowly stretches you out, letting you adjust slowly.

"Holy fuck."

You both say in unison, but with different breaths, as you both feel the pleasure of finally being connected together. He slowly starts to rock his hips into yours and bottoms out inside of you while letting your pussy adjust, and when he thinks you have he pulls out and slams back into you. Your body and the table jerk as he does and you wrap your arms around his shoulders as he has both hands around your head and is looking into your eyes as he fucks you.

It's pure ecstasy. The two of you, this position, its everything you've wanted. All the years of pining after your brother's best friend. All the repressed feelings you've had for him. All the times relationships or one-night-stands couldn't do it for you cause all you thought about was how it would be if your childhood crush, the man you loved, was the one doing it to you. And now you know. Now you know just how blissful it all truly feels. It's better than you imagined.

His hips are pistoning into yours at a ridiculous pace and you start to feel a burn from your legs being spread wide open but you don't care. It feels too amazing to quit. Moans never stopped flowing from either of your lips and his fingertips burn holes straight into your skin from how tight he's gripping you, like you might fly away if he stops. Without missing a beat, he switches positions by gripping the back of your thighs and pushing them into your chest to where your ears kiss your knees and you see your feet shaking in the air at an unbelievable pace from how he's fucking you. This position makes it impossible to not cum. You feel the familiar tightening and spasms and pants as you're being drawn closer and closer and you can tell he is too as his pants have become more sporadic. He bends down and pushes your thighs further into you, going deeper, and kisses your lips and smiles before whispering in your ear.

"Your cunt feels so fucking good wrapped around my cock baby girl. You're doing so good at taking all of me that I'm about to cum in that pretty pussy of yours."

"Ohhhh.....fu-fuck Koshi baby please."

"Yeah, baby? You want me to fill that beautiful hole of yours? You wanna get filled with my kids? Become a mommy, is that what you want? My kids?"

What he's lacking in breaths, he's making up for in confidence, and it's driving you crazy. You just about cum from his words right there.

"Yes baby fuck, fuck Koshi baby I want you to make me a mommy so bad. Fill me up baby, I wanna be filled by you so badly."

You whimper and whine and he loses it.

Koshi slams harder and faster and your vision goes white as the last thrust had you seeing stars. Your orgasm absolutely wrecks you as you cum around him and you can feel his cock release inside you and fill you to the brim with his cum.

He stays inside of you, letting the cum fall from around his cock in you and he slowly drops your legs to not hurt you and he leans down to place an endless amount of kisses all over your lips and face. You hear a few words like "beautiful" and "thank you" but they all go in one ear and out the other as you calm down but the one you hone in on is the words "love".

"Y/n, baby did you hear me?"

"No I didn't, what?"

"I said I love you, I don't know to what extent or how long I have but I just remember how much I cared for you when we were younger and it all came rushing back. I love you, baby."

Tears threaten to spill but you hold them back.

"Oh Koshi, I love you too."

You both kiss each other deeply and he pulls away and both of you whine when he pulls out of you and you feel the cum drip out of your hole and Koshi growls to himself at the sight before going and grabbing a wet rag to wipe you down.

He comes back a few seconds later and wipes you down while giving you kisses in the process and discarding the rag somewhere and picking you up gently and walks you back to his bedroom and gently place you down onto the mattress and cuddles up next to you.

You both whisper sweet nothings to each other before finally dozing off and enjoying the beautifulness that is sleep.

XXXXXX

"COME ON! Y/N, YOU GOT THIS BABY!"

You hear your boyfriend yell to you from the bleachers while you're playing your match. You hear the rest of your family yell along in unison with him, even your brother, in cheer for you to keep your morale up.

It's your final match before nationals. Your team managed to beat every team you've battled against and everyone's trying their best but this match is neck and neck-literally. You've never been so short-necked with a team before but this college is good. Your team is only one point ahead, and you only need one more point to win this whole thing and make it to nationals. It all comes down to this moment, this volley.

You focus back on the game and notice the ball ahead coming for the net, the player in front of you tosses the ball high in the air for the spiker to hit, and they do, but not before it's being received back to them by your other teammates. You hear various calls of "got it!' and "Mine!" but the blood rushing to your ears entirely drowns out everything when you realize this is up to you, to set the perfect ball for your Ace to hit and win the game. No pressure.

You think back to the first training session with Suga all those months ago. You're so thankful that he picked up that phone the one day you called. You're thankful for it all and everything that happened afterward.

The overwhelming emotion of joy surges through you and you finally spot the perfect shot, the perfect opportunity.

"Azumane, Y/n, It's yours and open!"

Your captain yells to you as she bumped the ball towards you. You remain quiet and get into position and hone in on the ball. You turn and see your Ace making her way closer, and closer, and closer, and- NOW!

You set the ball into the air and watch as time slows as you see her hand connect with the ball.

Time stops.

And when it resumes, chaos ensues.

The crowd erupts into thunderous cheers and the buzzer rings to declare a winning team, yours!

Your teammates go wild, some fall to their knees and kiss their hands, some jump up and down into each other's arms, some run to their significant others, but you remain still. You take in what happened till it finally hits you that you won, you did it.

You scream out in victory with your hands above your head and you cry tears you've held in all day.

You feel two strong arms wrap around you and look to see your boyfriend with the widest smile on his face squeeze you and kiss you all over in awe.

Even though no words are said, you both understand everything.

You kiss each other and pull away as your team calls you other to celebrate and you join them but not before sneaking one last kiss to your boyfriend.

"Thank you for being a good coach, Muffin."

You wink and walk away.

"Anytime, Butterfly."

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beelsnack · 2 years

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New Traditions - A Gift For yeuxdereve

Wow, been a while since I posted anything, huh?? Life's kind of been kicking my ass, but I'm alive!! Anyway, this is a little early Christmas present for @yeuxdereve, featuring their MC Motoko and Simeon. Motoko is always super fun to write.

If you like my writing and would like to commission me, you can read my rules here

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“So, is letting someone know you’re coming over a human-specific custom, or do supernatural entities just have shit manners?”

Seeing Simeon standing in their entry hall felt like something out of a fever dream. Ever since Motoko left the Devildom, most of their interactions had been limited to texts, phone calls and the occasional video chat if Luke was available to help him set things up. So, even though he had swapped out his angelic garb for a much more seasonally appropriate ensemble of jeans, a sweater and a black pea coat, he might as well have shown up with wings ablaze and a herald of trumpets.

He looked up at them from where he had sat on the step to unlace his boots, eyebrows raised. “Oh, can’t humans sense when a visitor is coming?”

“...I genuinely can’t tell if you’re messing with me or not.”

His fake-confused expression cracked and he laughed at them as he stood. “I just wanted to surprise you, Motoko.” He placed his boots next to their own beat-up pair of Doc Martens. “It’s been so long since we’ve seen each other face-to-face, I wanted to spend some time with you.”

Damn him, it was hard to be annoyed with the genuine affection that shone in his eyes. Tucking a fly-away strand of their lavender hair behind their ear, they sighed and stepped back to allow Simeon into the apartment proper. “Alright. But, for future reference, give me some advance warning.”

“No more surprise visits, got it,” he grinned, shrugging off his coat. He looked around for a moment, trying to decide where he should put it, before Motoko snatched it out of his hands and hung it on a command strip stuck to the wall in the entry way.

“Well,” they huffed. “Make yourself at home, I guess.”

Having someone else in their apartment made them aware of just how little space they actually had. The living room and kitchen/dining area were basically the same room, with the shower and bathroom in a room off to the side and a tiny bedroom tucked in the back. It wasn’t a lot, but they didn’t need a lot. It suited them just fine.

“Want some tea?” they asked, already making their way over to the kitchen. If it had been anyone else who decided to pop in unexpectedly, they would have left them to sit in silence in the living room while they went about their business. But it was Simeon, so they figured they could at least be polite.

“Oh, that would be wonderful,” he sighed, rubbing his hands together. “I didn’t expect it to be so cold.”

“It’s winter,” they replied over their shoulder as they filled the electric kettle. “Were you expecting sunny skies and birds singing?”

“Well,” Simeon hummed, settling himself down on the L-shaped sectional shoved in the corner. “I’ve never been to Japan, so I didn’t know what to expect.”

“How did you even find me?” they turned around, leaning against the counter while they waited for the water to boil.

“I bothered Lucifer until he gave me your address.”

The all-too-familiar image of Lucifer staring at his D.D.D with a vein popping out of his forehead came to mind, and they smirked. “Since you annoyed Luci, I’ll allow it.”

The kettle beeped, and they turned back around. “Isn’t it almost Christmas? I figured angels would be busy this time of year.”

“Not really,” Simeon shrugged. “We’re more busy in spring and summer to be honest.”

“Why?” Tea prepared, Motoko sat down next to Simeon, setting his mug down on the little end table in front of him. “I’m rusty on my Christian mythology, but isn’t this when Jesus was born? Sounds important.”

“Oh, humans messed up the date,” Simeon replied casually, taking a sip. “He was born in July.”

“Fuck off.”

“Really,” he laughed. “Early Christians needed a way to get Pagan religions to sign on, so they just took the Yule holiday and said it was Jesus’ birthday.”

“So they messed it up on purpose.”

“Does that surprise you?”

“Not even a little bit.” Motoko sat back against the sofa with a grin on their face. “That’s the most human thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Do you celebrate Christmas in Japan?” Simeon asked.

“Uh…” they folded their arms, drumming their nails against their upper arm. “Sorta kinda? Not in a religious way. And even if it was religious, I sure as hell wouldn’t be celebrating it.”

“Only you could spend a year as an exchange student in literal Hell and still be an atheist.”

“It’s a gift,” they smirked. “But nah, Christmas is a big date holiday here. Couples go out and do cutesy stuff, look at the lights, eat fried chicken…”

“Fried chicken?” Simeon’s blue eyes widened. “Why fried chicken?”

“Dunno,” they shrugged. “But it’s probably the only tradition I like, honestly. The convenience store a few blocks over has some bomb fried chicken, and Kitagawa-san next door always shares her leftover Christmas cake with me.”

“So, you’re only in it for the food.” Simeon laughed.

“Basically,” Motoko took a sip of their own rapidly-cooling tea. “Well, the lights are pretty, but I don’t like going out to look at them. I can see a business park from my balcony and that’s good enough for me.”

“I did see quite a few decorations on my way here,” Simeon clasped his hands around the mug in an attempt to keep them warm. “But I was so worried about getting lost that I didn’t dare stop to look at them.”

“Wanna go look?”

He tilted his head, looking at Motoko’s old band t-shirt and baggy plaid sweatpants. “You’re hardly dressed for going outside.”

“From my balcony,” they nudged him with their elbow, careful not to jostle his cup too much. Tea was a bitch to get out of any surface. “Great view, no people.”

“Oh,” Simeon laughed, setting his mug down to nudge them back. “That sounds lovely.”

Motoko stood, leading Simeon through the kitchen and into their bedroom. He couldn’t help but look around. It was sparsely decorated, with a low bed and a small desk. Their bass was resting on a stand in the corner, and there were a few framed photographs on the nightstand next to a touch lamp.

Motoko opened the balcony doors and stepped out, leaning against the railing. Simeon trailed behind, shivering slightly as the cold winter air smacked him in the face.

“See? Right down there,” they pointed, and Simeon followed their finger until his eyes landed on a beautiful display of light and color.

Strings of white fairy lights were draped delicately amongst the trees surrounding the business park, dangling from the branches to look like falling snow. The shrubs lining the path that wound its way through the copse of trees and out into the city around it were shimmering blue. And there, right in the center, was a spiral fir tree that gently pulsed between the colors of the rainbow.

Simeon had seen plenty of Christmas displays in his lifetime, but there was something about the simplicity of the design that had him fixated. So much so that he didn’t notice how much he was shivering until Motoko placed a gentle hand on his arm.

“We don’t have to stay out here if you’re cold,” they said gently. The cold night air and soft illumination of the lights beneath them created a calm atmosphere that felt like it would break if either of them spoke too loudly.

“I want to stay,” he murmured, turning his head to look at them. The blue glow made all of the usually sharp angles of their face soften just a bit, and their honey-gold eyes sparkled like gems when they caught the lights.

“You’re shivering,” they frowned. “Can angels get hypothermia?”

He laughed. “No, I don’t think so. But if you want to go back in, we can.”

They hummed thoughtfully, before turning on their heel and dashing back into their room. “Wait here,” they said, disappearing into the darkness. Simeon felt the absence of their body heat acutely, and it only made his shivering worse.

They weren’t gone for long, though. They reappeared on the balcony a moment later, arms full of the duvet that had previously been on their bed. They took their previous spot next to Simeon and then draped the blanket over both of their heads, creating a little cave.

“There,” they said proudly. “Great view, no people, warm blanket.”

They had pressed themself against Simeon’s side so that the blanket would cover both of them, and his senses were assaulted with Motoko. The floral scent of their shampoo, the warmth of their body pressed against his, the static electricity jumping back and forth between them because of the dry air and the blanket...he was surrounded by them.

“Is this alright?” they asked - not shyly, they didn’t do anything shyly, but seeking assurance. Simeon couldn’t help but smile and rest his head on top of theirs.

“Perfect.”

#other people's ocs #oc motoko #om #omswd #om simeon

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softsebnbuckystan · 3 years

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Soul ties - Part 10 (Bucky Barnes au)

“And when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone's bed,

You put me on and said I was your favourite”

Word count : 1712

Going back to everyone wasn't even as awkward as you'd predicted ; what had just happened with Bucky was pretty obvious. Yet, all the guests decided to cheer you up and spend their night telling you jokes or just talking to you about random memories. When you went back to your room for good, you made sure Bucky walked you there : you were silently thanking Steve for giving you a room this far away from the others, since it gave you the opportunity to speak freely.

"So, about earlier," you started, "I think..."

"Hum, yeah. I get it must be complicated for you." He scratched the back of his head as you stopped in front of your bedroom door.

"It's not, actually." You looked him in the eyes. "I know exactly what I want."

Something gleamed in his eyes – a hint of hope, maybe.

"You do?" he asked. "I don't want you to be in this situation, so..."

"I swear," — you gently grabbed the front of his shirt – "I promise I know you're who I want." You lowered your gaze. "I'd be a fool to pretend otherwise."

Bucky tilted his head down to see you better, breathing on the tip of your nose. "This makes me...really happy." He kissed your nose, making you feel an instant warmth in your chest. "Now go get some rest. You've had an eventful night."

"You're right." You let go of him to grab the doorknob and turned around. "Wait, before I go..." You span and placed your hands on his shoulders to help you reach his height and planted a kiss on his lips again. "I really wanted to do this again."

You chuckled and left him at the door, quickly closing it behind you so that he wouldn't see you smiling like a teenager. Changing into your pyjamas, you were still unable to think about anything else than the first kiss you'd shared and the emotion it'd gifted you with. You chose not to go to sleep right away : you knew a knock on your door would come. Around twenty minutes afterwards, you were ready to open the door to your sister right after hearing her.

"So, that happened," she said when she sat on your bed. "How are you feeling?"

"Don't you already know that?" you teased. "I thought you were supposed to be a mind-reading enchantress or something. Your skills are getting rusty, sis."

Wanda couldn't help but laugh before asking her question again. "Seriously, I want to hear it from you, not from your thought process. It's too much of a mess anyway."

You rolled your eyes at the skies before sitting next to her. "It was... I don't know how to describe it." You shrugged. "It felt right."

"And what are you going to do about Darren? I heard you saying you were over, but are you actually doing it?"

You stopped to think for a moment. What would divorcing Darren concretely mean? You'd have to go through a divorce procedure, and you didn't know how those were supposed to go. Maybe you could ask Tony if he knew any good lawyers who might you out. But there was another thing you'd need to do.

"I'll go get my stuff tomorrow. I'm thinking of asking Tony if I can stay here...permanently."

You wrapped your hands around your legs and rested your chin on your knees.

"I'll go with you. I don't trust him."

"Thanks, Wanda."

Your sister hugged you tight before lying down next to you.

"I'm here for you. We're family," she noted. "Now get some sleep ; you need it."

You lay next to her and as it turned out, you fell asleep pretty fast. Maybe soulmates had that effect on people.

---

"He's not even here," you remarked. "Even after our fight last night, he doesn't bother showing up at his own apartment."

Darren's behaviour was already heating up your anger, and you were once again patting yourself on the shoulder for refusing both Steve and Sam's help that day. They would not have handled this by calming you down. Maybe Steve would've tried, but well, even he had his limits. Messing with his family was one of them.

Your sister followed you to your bedroom, where you dragged a suitcase from under your bed. When you opened it, Wanda's eyes lingered for a second : it wasn't empty.

"Were you packing for a trip?" she asked.

You looked away and shrugged. "I don't know if I was planning for a honeymoon or a bad fight," you admitted. "Turns out it's the latter." You kept running around the place, packing everything from your most random flannel shirt to your favourite coffee mug.

"I think I'm ready to go," you ended up saying as you closed your suitcase. "I'm- wait. Did you hear the door too?"

"Y/n?"

"Fuck." You looked at Wanda, who'd recognised Darren's voice as well. You walked out of the bedroom, your suitcase rolling behind you. Your husband's eyes fell on your luggage before going back to you. You tried searching for any trace of sadness on his face ; all you found was anger and disappointment.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asked. "And what is she doing here?"

"Wanda's here because she wanted to help me get as far away from you as possible," you replied. "My whereabouts are none of your business anymore."

"You can't just leave like that. You're still my wife, as far as I know."

"Not for long."

Darren's face got bright red as he went in the kitchen. You knew he was about to start yelling, so you went for the door. His arm stopped you ; you hadn't seen him turn around. He grabbed your wrist, causing you to let out a faint scream. Wanda didn't need any more excuses to use her abilities. She pinned him against the wall with a slight gesture of her hand.

"Don't you touch her again," she breathed. "You don't want me to use my full strength."

You could see Darren's nostrils flaring with anger and his fist clenching. You hated seeing him like this : some part of you still remembered the guy you'd fallen for several years earlier and you wished you could've made him stay like that.

"Don't blame yourself for his behaviour, y/n," Wanda told you, not looking away from Darren. "Trust me, this man can't be changed. He'll always be a douchebag."

Your sister let go of him and opened the apartment's door for you. You were finally stepping out of that place, walking away from Darren.

"So what?" you heard him yell. "You're just gonna go back to that weird staring guy?"

You turned around and stared at him. You were done looking down and letting him hurt you. "Stop."

"What is it, huh?" – He walked closer to you and you gestured towards Wanda to let her know you were okay. "Is he better in better in bed than I am? Because I highly doubt that any man could make a good one out of you."

"Wow, you got to this level of insults. I shouldn't be surprised, coming from you." You paused, unsure of what his reaction would be to your next words. "I'll have divorce papers sent to you."

His jaw dropped, your words leaving him speechless. HIs insults still left a bitter taste in your mouth as you did your best to hide your pain. You didn't think such a long relationship could end like this, in a heartbeat, in the drop of a coffee cup.

Going back to the compound seemed to take less time than it took going to Darren's place. You were looking out of the window in silence, even though you knew your sister was holding back her remarks about Darren : you didn't need mind-reading powers to know that.

"Go ahead. Tell me I should've seen it coming."

"I'm not going to tell you that. Believe it or not, I wish I'd been wrong about him."

You gave Wanda a side glance : her grip on the stirring wheel was stern but her eyes were filled with sympathy.

"But I should've seen it coming. Damn, I despised his friends the moment I met them and he's just like them."

Wanda chuckled, which seemed inappropriate at first. "You didn't see that coming."

These words forced a smile out of you. "He would kick his ass, wouldn't he?"

"Absolutely. And he wouldn't be gentle about it."

You fiddled with your fingers. "Moments like these... I miss him the most."

"I know." Your sister's hand grabbed yours for a second before going back to the wheel. Her voice had gotten a little shaky from the emotion. "I also know he would've liked Bucky for you."

"Maybe. I shouldn't rush into this, though."

"Wait, what?" Wanda was confused, it seemed. How could she not be?

"Wanda, I just got out of a long relationship. I'm not even divorced yet. Bucky deserves better than this mess of a situation."

"Oh c'mon, he won't care about that. Have you seen how the man looks at you?"

A grin made its way to your lips as you remembered the numerous occasions Bucky had laid his blue eyes on you, and yesterday, on your lips.

"I feel like I can't do this to him, you know? There are so many things I like about him, from the way he bothers pronouncing my name correctly, not the bland American way, to the habit he has of scratching his neck... You know, dumb stuff. But what do I have to offer him? I'm not..."

"Stop. That's Darren speaking, not you," your sister softly reprimanded you. "You're worth so much more than you think you are. I also know that the guy who's going to rush to you to make sure you're okay is falling in love with you, if he hasn't already. His mind is almost as big a mess as yours."

"Wow, that's a first," you joked, the mention of love making you anxious. "The mess thing, I mean."

"Yeah, sure," — she snickered – "the mess thing."

--- They're getting serious, guys! I hope this part was good and that you liked it. Part 11 will come soon. :)

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palaugranetes · 3 years

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🔵BLAUGRANETS🔴

Ronald: I agree with @Iñaki on this.

Carlitos: Shocker!

Pedri: Night night! See you guys soon!

Oscar: ✌🏻✌🏻✌🏻✌🏻

31 March 2021

JC:Do you guys know how lucky we are being this far from Geri for le Poisson d'Avril???

Carlitos: The what now?

JC: Poisson d'Avril

Carlitos: My French is rusty bro, that means?

Riqui: By Rusty you mean non-existent right?

Carlitos: Tais-toi petit idiot

Riqui: You google translating that does not negate my statement genius.

Carlitos: FOR YOUR INFORMATION PETIT, I did not google it.

Riqui: Sure.. I believe you

Carlitos: I DID NOT.. I asked Nyom

Riqui: 🤦🏼‍♂️🤦🏼‍♂️🤦🏼‍♂️🤦🏼‍♂️🤦🏼‍♂️

JC: Are you two done?

Riqui: Never

Carlitos: Yes, what were you saying Bro?

JC: Poisson d'Avril is April fool

Carlitos: HOW!!??!!

JC: It is

Riqui: Jan don't tire yourself.

JC: Hahahahaha

Carlitos: Doesn't poisson mean fish?

JC: Yes

Carlitos: April Fish?!?!

JC: It's a whole story

Carlitos: Blague d'Avril..

Carlitos: Tromperie d'Avril

Riqui: PROU!!

JC: I'll tell you on PM

Carlitos: Okay

Riqui: You were saying @JC?

JC: Right, we are lucky no?

Carlitos: Life finds a way.. or rather, if he wants to, Gerard Finds a way.

Riqui: Very true

Carlitos: But I feel if he was going to do something he would have done it on Dia dels Innocents.

Riqui: Possible, but one can never be too careful

Carlitos: You are oddly calm..

Carlitos: What are you up to?

Riqui: Nothing. I'm just saying

Carlitos: AhA

Riqui: Juro!

Carlitos: I SAID OKAY

JC: So he can still do damage

Carlitos: 🤷🏻‍♂️🤷🏻‍♂️🤷🏻‍♂️🤷🏻‍♂️🤷🏻‍♂️

Riqui: 🙂

.......

Ansu: OMG!!

Ansu: Guys WHAT IF GERI DECIDES HE WANTED TO PRANK JC AND CURLS ON APRIL FOOL'S!!!

Carlitos: Yes bro, we were literally just talking about that

Ansu: Oh.. where was I?

Riqui: In space clearly.

Riqui: HOW WOULD WE KNOW?!.. YOU WEREN'T HERE

Ansu: Right...

Dembz: Are you okay broski?

Ansu: I think so. I took a nap earlier and I feel like I wiokeoup in aanothred demtoiodn

Dembz: I was with you up until like

Ansu: up until like what?

Dembz: THE WORD LIKE

Ansu: HUH???

Dembz: "Ansu: I think so. I took a nap early and I feel like I wiokeoup in aanothred demtoiodn" WHAT DID YOU MEAN AFTER LIKE?!

Ansu: AFTER LIKE WHAT

Dembz: I give up someone else deal with him

Pedri: You took a nap and what?

Ansu: It feels like I woke up in another demention

Dembz: WELL YOU SURE WROTE LIKE YOU WERE FROM ANOTHER DIMENSION!

Frenkie: Yikes.. that has happened to me before @Ansu I know that feeling.

Pedri: How are you today bud?

Frenkie: I'm alright.

Francisco: Did you get some sleep? A little R&R?

Frenkie: I did

Francisco: 🧐🧐🧐🧐

Frenkie: I did, I promise. I slept 8 hours two days ago and 6 hours last night

Ronald: Why six?

Frenkie: I had to go .. and after that I couldn't sleep anymore. So I studied for a bit.

Ronald: Studied??

Frenkie: Yes Català

Riqui: 🥺🥰🥺🥰🥺🥰

Frenkie: 💜

Riqui: But you are feeling better?

Frenkie: Yes

Pedri: If you say so.

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Ansu: It's March 31st right?

Arnau: Yes?

Ansu: Okay

Arnau: Weird

Iñaki: 😂

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Sergiño: Why does Jordi insist on replying with memes?!

Pedri: 🤷🏻‍♂️🤷🏻‍♂️🤷🏻‍♂️

Riqui: Jordi for you.

Dembz: Just what Grizou needed an enabler

Ilaix: And the Dad jokes are the worst.. idk whether to laugh or cry

Ilaix: @Carlitos where are your dad jokes?

Oscar: Please don't

Ilaix: I wanna hear his dad jokes

Oscar: No you don't

Ilaix: I do

Ansu: No you do not

Carlitos: Imagine if you walked into a bar and there was a long line of people waiting to take a swing at you.

Carlitos: That's the punch line.

Riqui: Look what you did now

Carlitos: Why did the stadium get so hot after the game?

Ilaix: Idk, why?

Carlitos: Because all the fans left.

Ilaix: GOSH

Ansu: Which dimension doesn't have Carles telling jokes in it? I would like to go there.

Carlitos: I don't play football because I enjoy the sport. I'm just doing it for kicks!

Ronald: Shoot me.

Arnau: Okay we get it Carles.. Please stop

Oscar: I BEG YOU PLEASE

Ilaix: I regret asking

Iñaki: 😵😵😵

Carlitos: Five out of four people admit they're bad with fractions!

Riqui: DO NOT GO INTO MATH JOKES

Dembz: This is the bad place

Carlitos: Ilaix asked 😌

Sergiño: Some questions never require answers. THAT WAS ONE OF THEM

Carlitos: Ask and you shall receive.

Ilaix: Thanks I hated them I would like to give them back.

Carlitos: No returns. No refunds.

Ilaix: 😫😫

1 April 2021

Pedri: Guys

.......

Pedri: Nevermind

.......

Riqui: ??

.......

Pedri: I'll tell you ON Pm

Riqui: Okay

.......

JC: 🤨🤨🤨

JC: What was that about?

Iñaki: 🤷🏼‍♂️

Oscar: Who the hell knows

.......

Unknown number joined via invitation link

Frenkie: Hello??

Francisco: Hiya!

........

JC: ????

Pedri: Hi there

Ronald: Who is this now?

Ilaix: 🤷🏿‍♂️

JC: I don't like this! Identify yourself!

JC: WHO ARE YOU??

Dembz: Let them breathe fréro..

JC: BUT WHAT IF IT'S HIM?!

Riqui: Um.. who is here?

JC: YOU TELL US

Riqui: HOW WOULD I KNOW?!

Carlitos: You are the admin idiot!

Riqui: But I never gave the link to anyone other than Leo!

Carlitos: FUDGE

Carlitos: FUCJ*

Carlitos: FUCKING FUCK*****

Pedri: He wouldn't though

Frenkie: Yeah I think so too

JC: YOU SAID LIFE FINDS A WAY!! MAYBE LIFE FOUND A WAY AND HE GOT THE LINK

JC: WE ARE EXPOESD NOW! This is all your fault @Carlitos

Carlitos: ME? RIQUI IS THE ONE WHO GAVE THE LINK AWAY

Riqui: TO LEO!!!

Pedri: Guys.. I'm sure there is an explanation

Sergiño: Agreed

Sergiño: but also.. this is still sus

Unknown number joined via invitation link

Carlitos: WHO IS THIS NOW

Sergiño: Okay.. now you can panic

JC: WE ARE WELL PAST THAT

Frenkie: 🧐

Oscar: Um.. who?

Riqui: Who is this??

Ronald: 2 new people??

Arnau: Who?

Ronald: Idk I just got here

Ansu: Oh dang

JC: I NEED TO KNOW

Riqui: We should stop talking.. maybe they would speak then

Ansu: Okay logical?

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Arnau: That clearly worked.

Riqui: 🤷🏼‍♂️🤷🏼‍♂️🤷🏼‍♂️

......

Unknown number: Hello idiots

JC: FUCK FUCK FUCK SHIT IT'S HIM!

Riqui: Calm down

JC: I HAVE BEEN TELLING YOU HE KNEW THIS WHOLE TIME

Ansu: *Runs*

Ansu: I wish I can irl

Pedri: Soon

Ansu: 💜

JC: i cannot..

Unknown number: Hello morons

JC left

Arnau: 😵

Unknown number: Wow that really was easy

Unknown number: Yes it was

Iñaki: So it really is 2 people

Ronald: hm

Oscar: Jordi and Geri?

Unknown number: HAHAHAHAHAHA

Ansu: 😠😠😠

Riqui added JC

Unknown number: 😈😈😈

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Iñaki: It's 23:00 and no one is talking.

Iñaki: It is both peaceful and unsettling.

Frenkie: Very

Arnau: Thanks??

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JC: WHO THE HELL ARE YOU

2 April 2021

Unknown number: Alex😜😜

Unknown number: Konrad 😎😎

Ronald: 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Unknown number: It was Riqui's idea

JC: 🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬

Unknown number: And Pedri and Fran

Ansu: GASPS!!!!!!!

Oscar: IT'S ALWAYS THE QUIET ONES!!!

Arnau: YOU SNEAKY SOBs!!!!!

Francisco: 😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇😇

Frenkie: I'm actually impressed

JC: I hate you three

Pedri: Hahaha it was April fool's!

Iñaki: I knew I smelt something fishy

Dembz: NO FUCKING WAY!!!

Dembz: WOW

Dembz: 😂😂 good one

Riqui: 😉😉😉

Arnau: Who was the mastermind behind this?

Pedri: Fran

Ansu: THIS IS WHY I HAVE TRUST ISSUES!!

Francisco: Hahahahahaha

Unknown number: Okay.. See ya

Ansu: Bye whoever that was

Unknown number left

Unknown number: That was Konrad..

Unknown number: Ciao for now

Riqui: Adeu!

Pedri: ✌🏻✌🏻✌🏻

Unkown number left

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Riqui:

Riqui: HAHAHA I wonder what that message he sent to Leo was 😂😂😂

Pedri: OMG Hahaha poor Antoine

Francisco: I wonder if we all send Leo a message who he will reply to first.

Ronald: NO

Ronald: NO MORE SENDING LEO MESSAGES OUT OF CONTEXT

Arnau: Fran you've been hanging out with Riqui way too much

Dembz: HAHAHAHAHAHA He does talk a lot! Can you blame him

Dembz: LINK PLEASE

Riqui: I wouldn't but sure

Riqui:

youtube

Riqui:

Riqui: HAHAHAHAHA that's because he is always here Clem

Ansu:

Ansu: I remember that hahaha I was very confused at first

Frenkie: That was nothing.. I almost sent something to the main one that was meant for this GC!!!

Ansu: OMG

Frenkie: Yeah, close call hahaha

Oscar: Whenever he is asked if he can be considered *insert particular position*

Frenkie: 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

Dembz: WHAT IS THIS FRENCH IDIOTS ATTACKING OUSMANE VIDOE?!?!?!

Dembz: 😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑😑

Ansu: Your bestie

Dembz: EX BESTIE. FRIENDSHIP WITH ANTOINE ENDED. Sergiño is now my best friend

Ansu: HURTFUL!!

Dembz: 😂😂

Sergiño: 🤜🏽🤙🏽

Dembz: 👊🏾🤙🏾

Oscar:

Oscar: He really went for you neck huh

Dembz: RIGHT?!

Dembz: He's not lying

Dembz: BUT HE DID NOT NEED TO EXPOSE ME LIKE THAT?!

Ronald: HAHAHAHAHA

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Carlitos: WAIT A DAMN MINUTE!! ALEX AND KONRAD WERE THE NUMBERS?????!!!!!!

Pedri: Yes 😂😂😂😂😂

Carlitos: MEAN!!!

Francisco: HAHAHA

Carlitos: I hate you guys

Riqui: Love you too rizos

Carlitos: 💙fuck off

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barnesandrogersfanfics · 4 years

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Saving Grace - Part 15

A/N: Just a quick update because i've been slacking!! 💕

As lovely as my weekend away with Bucky had been i was so happy to be back with Harrison and Grace. Harrison had been so excited to see us when we got back to the compound.... he crashed out an hour later, clearly he wore himself out!

The next couple of days i mostly spent with Wanda, she was helping me with the kids while we sorted out the details for Harrison's birthday party. Bucky, Sam, Steve and Clint had all been kept busy with work. Bucky and Sam had had so many meetings with Ross while Clint and Steve had been training recruits.

"I can't believe our little Harry is 4 the day after tomorrow!" Wanda smiled sadly as we finished sorting some last minute party details "i missed so much of those years..."

"Aww Wan, dont be sad. You're here for him now thats all that matters, Harrison loves his Auntie Wands"

"I love him too! And my little miss Gracie, Y/N you seriously have the perfect kids!"

"They are pretty great, but i'm totally biased" i laughed quietly trying not to disturb Grace who was fast asleep in my arms.

"How's the house hunting going?"

"We've seen a few places online" i shrugged "but honestly, we just haven't had time to properly look yet what with Bucky being stuck in meetings most of the day. He comes home exhausted most days, i can't expect him to sit up for hours looking for houses"

"Ross has definitely kept them busy since you've been back from your dirty weekend" she smirked while wiggling her eyebrows.

"Funny" i laughed shaking my head at her "I think i preferred it when he didn't want Bucky and Sam involved in whatever god awful plans he's making"

"I think we all did" she chuckled.

Once the final details for Harrisons party were sorted i headed down to the gym to meet Bucky while Wanda stayed with the kids. We had arranged for some refresher training after the break in and realising how rusty i was, it was decided it would be a good idea for me to get back into fighting shape.... of course Bucky volunteered to help me. Walking into the gym i looked around for that man of mine but he was nowhere in sight, i sat and waited for 15 minutes and still nothing.

Y/N: Hey babe, i'm at the gym.... you still okay for our training session? Xx

Bucky: Fuck, sorry baby i'm still in this meeting with Ross..... can we reschedule something for tomorrow? Xx

Y/N: okay not a problem, i'll see you later xx

I tucked my phone into my bag and grabbed my water bottle ready to head back to the living quarter's when i heard my name being called, I turned around and was face to face with Steve.

"Hey, you leaving already?" He asked looking confused "you just got here"

"Yeah i was supposed to be meeting Bucky, he was going to train with me. After the break in and realising how out of practice i am we thought it'd be a good idea" i shrugged.

"He ain't coming?"

"Nope, Ross has them stuck in some meeting"

"I could help you.... i mean its not like i haven't trained with you before and im done for the day"

"I don't know....."

"Wow, you're really gonna turn down the chance to land some punches on me huh?"

"Well when you say it like that..... sure! Lets do this" i smiled shaking my head "just go easy on me its been a while since i've done this"

"We'll go slow, come on" he nodded towards the sparing mats and i followed him over, Steve tossed me some gloves while he took off his hoody and rolled his shoulders out.

"When was the last time you trained?"

"Before i found out i was pregnant with Harrison" i replied avoiding eye contact with Steve, i remembered it clearly. The second i found out i was pregnant i decided i was out of the avenging life, and being a new mom i just didn't have the time for training.

"Wow"

"I know, i should have at least tried to keep up with some of it...."

"No, its not that, its just you look good"

"Having two kids keeps me busy" i shrugged "besides, i could use the tone up. Im still carrying some baby weight..."

"Well not that my opinion counts but i think you look great" Steve said blushing slightly, it reminded me of when we first started dating. Steve would always get embarrassed when paying me a compliment, it was cute. I finished fastening the gloves and stepped onto the mat to stand in front of Steve who held up his bare hands.

"You don't wanna grab some pads??"

"Im good, i can take it" he smirked.

"Lets do this then".

It only took 10-15 minutes before i was finally getting into it, the moves suddenly falling into place, my confidence increasing.

"Okay i think we're good here for today my hands are gonna bruise" Steve smirked after a good 40 minutes of sparing.

"It'll be gone in seconds don't be a baby Steve..... besides i'm enjoying myself"

"How about we change it up then, lets work on your defence. Gloves off, i'm gonna come at you.... stop me"

"Stop you?? Steve you're a super soldier!"

"I'll go easy on you sweetheart don't worry" he chuckled, his laugh quickly dying when he noticed his slip up of calling me sweetheart, old habits die hard i guess. I didn't react to it i just pulled off the gloves and turned to throw them off to the side. While my back was turned Steve lunged at me wrapping his arms around me so my arms were pinned to my body.

"Hey! Cheater!" I moaned struggling in his hold.

"Break free..... remember what i used to tell you?"

I tossed my head back hard hitting Steve in the nose, he wasn't expecting me to hit him so hard and loosened his hold on me enough so i could elbow him in the gut, i turned in his arms and was about to aim for the groin but he quickly blocked my attack and swept my legs out from under me. I landed hard on my back, Steve was then straddling my hips with my hands pinned to the floor.

"Nice try..... did you have to head butt me that hard though?" He laughed.

"It wasn't that hard, maybe you're outta practice too old man".

"Whats going on here?" I heard Bucky from behind and i turned as much as i could to look at him.

"Hey babe, Steve offered to train with me.....but i'm not so sure he's up for the job. Old man Rogers can't even take a head butt to the face anymore"

"Still kicked your ass though"

"You can get off of her now man, you've proved your point. I'll take over from here" Bucky said throwing a death glare at his ex best friend. Steve quickly got up and went to reach his hand out to help me up but Bucky quickly beat him to it. I took Bucky's hand and he easily got me to my feet before pulling me close.

"You wanna carry on training for a bit longer or are you done?"

"I think i'm done for the day" i smiled up at him "i need a shower".

"Okay lets go"

"Thanks for the training session Steve"

"Sure, anytime".

Bucky was silent on the walk back to our room, unusually quiet.

"Hey, you okay? Did you have a bad meeting with Ross?" I asked closing the door so we had some privacy.

"Meeting was fine" he mumbled.

"So whats wrong?"

"Oh maybe it was walking in finding your ex straddling you in the middle of the gym....."

"Buck come on, he just offered to help me out for a bit"

"I know but i dont like it! Seeing him like that with you....." he shook his head and i knew he was thinking of Steve and I together.

"Hey, you have nothing to worry about. You know that right? Im yours.....Completely"

"I know that, i do, but i can't help but worry when i see you two together. You've got history and kids....."

"We have a shitty history incase you forgot? And the kids are yours, you might not be their biological father but you have been more of a dad to them than Steve has been"

"Im scared im going to loose you.... all of you"

"Baby you have nothing to worry about i promise you. I love you Bucky Barnes and im yours"

"I love you too doll, i love you so much" he leant down and kissed me hard pulling me tight to his body.

"You wanna come join me for that shower Sergeant?"

"Yes m'am".

Saving grace tags: @jennmurawski13 @kenzieam

@captainchrisstan @s-t-r-i-k-e-us

@lets--be-honest @ms-betsy-fangirl

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@disneylovingal @lbuck121 @billweasleey @heathens-takeitsl0w

@lacontroller1991 @supervengerslock

@mariswritingforfun

@perpetually-tuned-out @thummbelina

@marvelousstyles @broco8 @ineffableg-irl @ilovesupersoldiers

@writeroutoftime @ek823

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@xxloki81xx @death-unbecomes-you @bellemile @buckyandsebastian @afuckingshituniverse @i-ran-out-of-fanfics

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#sebastian stan #bucky barnes #chris evans #sebastianstan #sebstan #captain america #steve rogers #saving grace

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deidaratheartboi · 3 years

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Akatsuki Show Part 5

Kevin: Welcome baaaaccccckkkkk everyone today we are doing things different. We have decided to partner with Tobi Tea to host and fund these events. Now some of you may have heard of it and some of you may have not. But, either way it's gonna be a blast. Now as I said last time we are switching things up as in switching partners.

Kisame: I think the fuck not

Deidara: Tobi that weasel!

Sasori: I hate him

Hidan: Damn Tobi really do us like that.

Kakuzu: He's getting the money isn't he? Besides he said he'll give half to me.

Hidan: Oh how lucky for you

Kevin: If you guys look on the board you will see you and your new partner names.

Sasori: How did boss allow this

Deidara: I don't know

The board

Hidan is now with Kisame.

Deidara is now with Kakuzu

Sasori is now with Konan.

Pain is now with Itachi.

Hidan: Damn

Sasori: Hey what about Zetsu?

Kevin: He's Tobi's Co Host

Pain: That son of a bitch

Kakuzu: Never trust plants

Kevin: Now go and have fun guys.

Tobi: Yeah guys

Deidara: Don't talk to us Tobi

Tobi: :c

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At the hideout with Hidan and Kisame.

Hidan: I can't believe Tobi would do this to us!

Kisame: I mean he is succeeding shouldn't we be proud?

Hidan: No we shouldn't that ass hat practically sold us!

Kisame: Well the past is past. How about some tea and donuts?

Hidan: Your even more of a stick in the mud then Kakuzu

Kisame: Am not

Hidan: Then watch Gravity Falls with me

Kisame: Fine

After binge watching the whole ass show.

Hidan: GODDAMNIT BILL WHY DID YOU LOSE I WAS ROOTING FOR YOU! YOU LOST TO TWO DAMN KIDS AND TWO CRUSTY OLD MEN.

Kisame: If Bill didn't let his pride and his want for vengeance get in the way he might have won. When he had them he could have just as easily killed them and took whatever it was he wanted from the uncles.

Hidan: I guess your right but, damnit Bill. The bad guys always lose or turn good or some plot armor shit

Kisame: I think it was an amazing show.

Hidan: Really?

Kisame: Yes the characters were all interesting even the villains and minor ones, the buildup to the end is neat, and it kinda teaches you something about life.

Hidan: But, what gets o my damn nerves is Mabel. She says Dipper is selfish when all he has done is sacrifice for her. Like damn kid give him a break your worried about friends and he's worried about life as you know it.

Kisame: Yes she is a bit annoying. Who's your favorite chracter?

Hidan: Bill duh. He seems all nice and stuff but, before you know it it's too late. Notice what all is victims have in common? Desperation? All of them were so desperate to achieve something they would do anything to get it. He takes advantage of their weaknesses and exploits them. It's amazing he's so damn smart. And ya know what else is funny? Bill being a dream demon can only go into people's minds with the consent of people. He may be evil and shit but, without those people he wouldn't have gotten far. He brings out their flaws and weaknesses therefore they can't really blame him for it. I love him because he's such a complex character. (Not me making a whole speech on this nope)

Kisame: Wow your pretty smart to notice it too

Hidan: Heh thanks

Kisame: I get what your saying about Mabel but, she is a kid and kids are more likely to make more selfish choices then adults. But, when it come to character development she hasn't developed much like Dipper or Stanley. But, it's funny because when Bill brings it up about Dipper having to constantly having to sacrifice for Mabel that seems to be the main reason fans hate her. It's almost as if Bill is manipulating the audience watching as well.

Hidan: Woah that's some fourth wall breaking. Am I right author? Making us talk about Gravity Falls?

(I'm sorry back to the real story I just wanted to rant how good this show was)

Hidan: This wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be

Kisame: Yeah this was really fun

Hidan: Perhaps we can watch another one next later?

Kisame: Yeah

Leon walks in

Hidan yeets him out.

Kisame: Thank god

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Kevin: They seem to be doing just fine. Let's check in on Deidara and Kakuzu.

Tobi: SENNPAAAAII

Greg: Team Bill

Jorge: I don't care what anyone says Mabel hella annoying

Rianna: But, Kisame did say she was just a kid. I like the way Kisame thinks new favorite.

Sofia: Bill is amazing regardless

Jorge: But Dipper is big brain

Sofia: Not too big brain to be easily manipulated by a flying dorito. The whole damn family fell for it

Rianna: It's just human nature we are easy to manipulate.

Greg: He's a smart flying dorito

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Deidara: ....

Kakuzu: ....

Deidara: So...

Kakuzu: What do we do? Sit here all day? And say so?

Deidara: I don't know what do you and Hidan usually do?

Kakuzu: Fight each other, argue, listen to drama.

Deidara: Your nothing like Sasori other then the argue part.

Kakuzu: I'm flattered

Deidara: You got any vide games?

Kakuzu: Yeah I have a gameboy

Deidara: Damn your a boomer

Kakuzu: -_- You wanna play or not

Several hours later

Deidara: Damn your good at this

Kakuzu: I play it when Hidan isn't bothering me it's been awhile so I'm a but rusty.

Deidara: I see

Leon struts in the room.

Leon: Hello darlings I am here to ask you some questions

Deidara: Dramatic much?

Leon: Hun you shouldn't talk

Deidara: What's that suppose to mean?

Leon ignores him.

Leon: So Kakuzu how do you like the new teammate switch?

Deidara: I exist too ya know

Leon: Oh I know I just wish you didn't

Deidara: Now your asking for it

Leon: What are you going to do? Blow me up like you did yourself?

Deidara starts to get up but, Kakuzu grabs him and pulls him back.

Kakuzu: Ignore him he's just trying trying rile you up

Deidara: Well it's working

Leon: Guess your nothing without your boy toy huh?

Deidara glares at him.

Kakuzu: Stop messing with him Leon and just ask the damn questions so you can go

Leon: Alright alright. Kakuzu what kind of relationship do you have with Hidan?

Kakuzu: We are only friends

Leon: Really because you seems to always be at each others necks

Kakuzu: Just take the answer

Leon: And I'm guessing you and Sasori are only friends too Deidara?

Deidara: Yes

Leon: Hmph of course why would I even ask he wouldn't be interested in someone like you

Deidara stiffens and looks away.

Kakuzu: Leon if you want to keep your arms attached I suggest not talking to him that way

Leon stiffens but, regains his posture.

Leon: Ok time for me to take my leave.

Leon walks away as fast as fuck.

Deidara: Thanks Kakuzu

Kakuzu: No problem kid

Deidara: Ok boomer

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Kevin: Damn Leon is grinding and not in a god way

Tobi: How dare he talk to my senpai that way!

Zetsu: Next up we have Sasori and Konan

Tobi: Ew Sasori

Kevin: Damn Tobi

Tobi: Shut up Tom

Kevin: My name

Tobi: Tobi doesn't care

Jorge: I hate Leon

Rianna: For real

Greg: Damn even Rianna hates him.

Sofia: But, Kakuzu and Deidara are wholesome af

Greg: Mhm

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Sasori: I hope Deidara is ok

Konan: Don't worry Kakuzu won't let hurt him or anyone else. He doesn't want to deal with you

Sasori: He better not

Konan: Stop worrying Sasori come and sit with me

Sasori sits down.

Konan: You know this a great opportunity to get to know you better.

Sasori: Yeah defiantly

Konan: So what kind of books do you like?

Sasori: Romance, Mystery, Psychological, and Thriller

Konan: Oh Sasori I never took you as the romance type. (Please don't look at this wrong she's only being nice. Like an older sister)

Sasori blushes a little.

Konan: So do you like tea?

Sasori: Who doesn't?

Konan giggles.

They talk for awhile.

Konan: So do you have a crush?

Sasori: No what is this a sleepover?

Konan: No just me being nosy

Sasori: What do you have one?

Konan: Yes

Sasori: Is it Kakuzu?

Konan: No he's too in love with money

Sasori: Deidara?

Konan: He's yours

Sasori rolls his eyes.

Sasori: Is it Itachi?

Konan: He's handsome but, he's too attached to Kisame.

Sasori: Me?

Konan: That's cute

Sasori: Ouch. Pain?

Konan nods and laughs.

Sasori: I knew it

Konan: Yeah

Sasori: So when are you gonna tell him?

Konan: When are you gonna tell Deidara?

Sasori: Touche

Leon: Hello lovebirds

They both jump.

Leon: So we talking about crushes? Wanna know my mine Konan?

Konan: Get out

Leon: Moody much

Sasori: Didn't you just interview Deidara and Kakuzu?

Leon: Yes and your bf is mad

Sasori: What did you do?

Leon: Nothing

Konan: L e a v e

Leon: Tough crowd

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Tobi: Senpai won't see this right

Kevin: Nope

Tobi: Good because Sasori better back off Senpai is miiiinnnneee.

Kevin: Heh ok

Rianna: Sasori cute

Jorge: He's like 35

Sofia: Love is strange

Greg: Just like your taste in anime

Sofia: Stfu

Zetsu: Last but, not least we have Itachi and Pain.

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Itachi and Pain have been sitting in silence for awhile until Leon came in.

Leon: Hello there boys care if I join you?

Pain: ...

Leon: Ok so what have you two been doing?

Itachi: Minding our own business

Leon: Feisty

Pain: What questions do you have for us?

Leon: So you two are single huh? Maybe we could I don't know go out?

Itachi: No

Pain: I'd rather go out with Hidan then you

Leon: Damn that was low

Pain: You were disrespectful to Konan

Leon: Not my fault she was being a cockblock

Itachi puts him in an genjutsu.

After dah genjutsu

Leon: Fuck you both Leon

Leon stomps off.

Pain: He was annoying

Itachi: Mhm

Itachi: Don't see how anyone could be mean to Konan

Pain: Yeah she's sweet I hope she's fine with Sasori

Itachi: Tch Sasori wouldn't hurt her

Pain: Yeah your right.

Goes back to silence.

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Kevin: That was...interesting

Tobi: Leon can go suck a lemon

Zetsu: Amen

Jorge: Omg Konan is so wholesome

Sofia: Pain is ma boi

Rianna: I'm just glad Leon got what he deserved

Greg: Mhm

Kevin: And that's all folks

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#akatsuki texts #hidan #kakuzu #kisame #itachi #deidara #sasori #zetsu #tobi #konan #pain akatsuki

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