#I just want someone to grab my little face and scream on purpose on purpose I am going to care about you

[save-the-villainous-cat]

The hero didn’t even want to look at it.

“Okay,” the villain said. Despite the tears in their eyes, they were a little too calm for the hero’s liking. But they supposed they had always been the opposite to the hero when it came to stressful situations.

Usually the hero could deal with stress pretty well, they were a hero after all, but it was getting increasingly difficult to operate when neither time nor solutions were on their side. It was frustrating and the hero wasn’t used to losing.

“You have to break my femur now,” the villain said. They looked down at the wound and then at the hero who prayed this was a poorly timed joke. “Remember, it’s the strongest and thickest bone in the body, so you may need quite a bit of force.”

“I am not going to break your bones, I—” The hero wanted to throw up. They could see parts of the injury under all that rubble and they didn’t want to imagine how much pain the villain was in right now. The villain didn’t scream nor curse, they bottled everything up and let tears speak for themselves. They knew the villain was tough. But could anyone be this tough?

It was one of the villain’s qualities they admired oh so much but it was also something that seemed to doom them.

“It’s just one bone. I’d do it myself but the angle is shitty and you’re stronger.”

“No, don’t make me do this.” The villain grabbed the hero’s arm quickly and stared them dead in the eye. Their fingers dug into the hero’s suit but it was just a fraction of the pain the villain endured.

The hero panicked. If they had been any other person — hero or villain — they wouldn’t have hesitated to break the bone. But this was them. They didn’t want to hurt them, they didn’t want to break any of their bones.

“Listen, if we want to save my leg, you have to break it. We don’t have much time. I’m bleeding out and I need some fucking painkillers. I’m not gonna stay here so your hero-friends can arrest me.” Their face was pale and the hero’s tongue was heavy.

“I can’t, please, I cannot do that to you.”

“I’m just another villain on your list to cross out,” the villain said. They squeezed the hero’s arm harder and their eyes widened, as if a wave of pain had just hit them. They made a noise close to a grunt but again, they were hiding it perfectly.

“No, you’re not, you’re really not.”

“If you want to save my life, you’ll have to do this. You’re a hero, aren’t you?” The hero had no words left.

The truth was, they had had a crush on the villain for quite some time now and even though they knew rationally they needed to do this, they weren’t quite there emotionally yet.

“You should get a pipe. You crush the bone and then hopefully, it’ll be easier to pull me out. The angle should be better. I might pass out though, I’ll just…” They didn’t look as confident anymore.

“If we wait for my friends to arrive, they can help you, maybe I can—”

“They will arrest me if I’m not dead by then. I’m counting on you.”

I’m counting on you.

The hero’s fingers trembled. Breaking someone’s bone — they had never done that on purpose. And yet, they knew the villain was right. It seemed to be the only way out for them.

“I called you,” the villain said, “because I trust you. I need you. I’ll do you a favour in return, I promise. Just, please.”

The hero took the villain’s hand and pulled it close to their chest.

“I’ll do it,” the hero said.

“Great.” Unsurprisingly, the villain wasn’t happy. Their other hand was shaking and they looked already traumatised. The hero wished they could make this easier but there didn’t seem to be any options left.

“I’ll just have to tell you something real quick.”

“What?”

“I have a crush on you.” The villain stared at them. They didn’t look mad nor did they look annoyed.

“Wait. Really?”

“Yes.”

The hero just had to tell them. If this was it, if the villain would get captured or worse, if they died, they needed to know that the hero had crush on them.

They wouldn’t be able to deal with that for the rest of their life. So whatever happened now, the villain would live through it, knowing what they meant to the hero.

“This is really bad timing, darling.” Another tear ran down the villain’s cheek. They squeezed the hero’s hand.

“I know. I’m sorry. I’ll get the pipe.” The hero didn’t find one. Instead, they found a brick. None of them were particularly enthusiastic about that. “Okay. Again, I’m really sorry.”

The hero grabbed the brick with two hands.

“Wait.” The hero did. “I think I like you too.”

“That doesn’t make it easier,” the hero whispered.

“I thought you needed the challenge.” As answer, the hero let out something closer to a sob than a laugh.

What happened next would give them nightmares for the following decades.

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[rene-darling]

ACCIDENTALLY- walking in on them pleasing themselves to you

Adeptus reader in xiao's part, no pronouns are mentioned for the reader so ig it's gn!reader., just wanna let y'all know REQUESTS are OPEN so feel free to choose from The list of fandoms I do (yes I do more than genshin)

Xiao...tighnari...cyno...scaramouche

Xiao

He doesn't know what's gotten into him he was doing his normal patrol of liyue until he heard some strange noises of grunts and moans it seemed like someone was hurt!

As he got closer he saw them doing- things it's not the first time he's accidentally stumbled upon humans partaking in such activities but for some reason, this was stuck in his head he couldn't help it he just- couldn't forget about it...

His mind wandered to maybe you doing those things with him...how would you look?would you...even want to do such a thing with the likes of him, either way, he couldn't control his mind from wandering

This brings him to now as he slowly strokes his hard cock small whines leaving his mouth his mind was clouded with pleasure which is why he made his next mistake

Throwing his head back while arching his back he let out a louder-than-usual scream and accidentally let your name out "A-ah..y/n!"

In a split second, the room was covered in smoke when you appeared "yes xia-" "..." "..." "y-y/n!" xiao was startled as he grabbed the nearest thing to him and attempted to cover himself "..xiao" you were..shocked to say the least catching the ever so stern yaksha jerking it off...and to you?? "thi-this I mean uhm" was it just you or was his pretty cock leaking even more...

Xiao would have teleported outside the room the second you appeared but to his dismay, he was naked.

"I- I'm sorry I didn't mean to s-say" you wear mesmerized by him anything and everything he said went in one ear and out the other you couldn't help yourself staring at his naked body he was so pretty!! "..stop staring...please" xiao was embarrassed but he was increasingly becoming nervous too you were staring at him like some predator who was gonna swallow him whole

You slowly made your way onto the bed while xiao stared intently at you backing up until his back hit the bed frame "hey xiao, that was my name you were yelling right." "..mhm..i-im sorry I-ah!" you gently grabbed his cock which was poorly hidden by some sheets- "so you won't mind if I do this right."

The poor yaksha shivered and sobbed for the rest of the night truly, his darkest fantasies came to life..

Tighnari

He can't help it okay! You just smell so good and it's mating season for the fennec fox!! Every time you hold his hand, come a little closer to his face than usual he swears you're doing this on purpose!

He's been held up in his room for who knows how long with a thick dildo stuck up his ass as he pounds it ruthlessly into his hole

Collei's been getting a little worried about tighnari he's been in his room for so long! She's worried so she asks you to go check on him which you gladly accept

You slowly open the door to his residence it's dark with some light shining it takes a few seconds for you to adjust your eyes "tighnari..?" WHAM something lands on your face as tighnari lets out a loud girly shriek! You stumble around a little until you find the lights turning them on you look around when you're greeted with the sight of a naked tighnari trying desperately to cover up

Your eyes land on the floor where you finally see the object he threw at you...a cum covered green dildo...

For what feels like an eternity you two just stare at each other..."i-ill just take my leave" tighnaris so embarrassed you saw him like that! And instead of being sexy and shaking his ass or something- he-...he threw a fucking fake dick at you!! " archons please kill me"

He ignores you the rest of the week and doesn't interact with you running away every time he sees you with his face all red, of course until his heat gets too unbearable and he begs you to fuck him!! You say yes of course who could say no to him while he's whining and crying like that!

Cyno

Even the great general mahamatra needs to load of stress once in a while tho what he didn't expect is you walking in on him

It's been a long week of catching criminals he's tired. And lately, you just seem to get more and more desirable he can't help but get all sweaty palmed when he sees you!!

He knows he shouldn't do this here- in his office of all places someone might walk in...and someone did

He's clenching a picture of you in a bathing suit you teasingly gave him "in case you need something to think about while jerking off" he didn't think he would actually use it but...

His groans are soft and quiet making sure he doesn't disturb anyone "general maha-...matra" "y/-y/n! I-i um" in his utter shock he drops the photo he had of you and your eyes slowly look down a stunned expression on your face as you stare down at it

"I-" he doesn't want you thinking he's a perv!! "i-im sorry! Please forgive me I don't know what got into me-" he was closing his eyes too afraid of the look you might give him

You were quiet it was almost deafening slowly he opened his eyes and to his shock and horror you were right there in front of him "general I have great respect for you so I won't tell anyone what I've seen today...but in return, you should give me something as an apology- don't you think?" he was so embarrassed he was sure he was as red as a tomato! "mhm- yes I'm sorry anything-"

Cyno let out a huge gasp as you picked him up. And slammed him onto the table

"I think this will be more than enough- make sure to stay quiet now..."

Scaramouche

Scarmouche is a puppet he doesn't have sexual desires! But...there's just something about- you. it makes him crazy, mad deranged even though he can't put his finger on it but he's obsessed

Every time you hold his hand or even sit next to him he gets all hot!! So this is your fault he's in no way responsible for what he's doing if it weren't for you-...he wouldn't have ever discovered such carnal desires!

You're always teasing him about his sheer suit and how he should be careful or "bad men" are gonna rip it open or when sitting and talking to the traveler you rub his thighs up and down occasionally stopping to rub and group them

He pinches his cute puffy pink nipples as humps a pillow he's not even trying to be quiet he can't help it he's in too far deep

"wanderer- are you okay-..." gasping he stared at you all red and flustered "I-i...this- this is your fault!!" "?? What h-how is this my fault?!" "yo-you! You're always teasing me a-and i-i!" poor darling. He Starts to sob! He can't take it you've been teasing him and now you're rejecting it!! "I-its your fault s-so take responsibility a-and...help me" "i-i wait what did you say at the end?"

He can't take it! You're being dense on purpose, aren't you!! "I said help me goddamit" he gasped and let out a whine when you grabbed him by the throat "see that wasn't so hard now was it? You don't have to be such a bitch about it, if you wanna get fucked dumb then just say it nicely."

"p-please.." it was quite a long night after that.

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[watercolourcritters]

on purpose, i will love myself on purpose

(inspired by the jenny slate tweet "i just want someone to grab my little face and scream 'on purpose, on purpose i am going to care about you")

[ID from alt text: marker art of a swimming platypus with hand-written text reading "I will love myself on purpose." The platypus is drawn in shades of olive green and brown with purple highlights, and there is a dark purple border around half the art in the same shade over a white background. The artist's signature reads @ watercolour critters. End ID.]

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[leighsartworks216]

Screaming crying crawling up the walls for your top tier Astarion content

Idk if you’ve seen this, it’s floating around the internet (I think it’s a tweet?) it says something like “I want someone to grab my face and say ON PURPOSE, I WILL CARE FOR YOU ON PURPOSE” and I’d love to see our love-deprived bi-centurion react to something like this.

Like maybe he’s caught feelings for tav and is starting to feel bad for manipulating them and starts self-sabotaging by saying/thinking stuff like ‘you only THINK you love me but it’s not real, I’m sorry I made you feel this way’ and tav getting v v serious and replying “I never loved you by accident”.

Him being confronted by the fact that things never would’ve gotten this far if they didn’t let it, if they didn’t choose him, that they’re still choosing him and that it has nothing to do with the act he put up or the situation he constructed, if they wanted nothing to do w him they could’ve and would’ve dipped.

Idk I’m just spitting ideas, have fun babe ✌🏻

- 🦇

I wrote this at 2am but I did proofread it (it's almost 4 now 💀)

Also the original tweet is by Jenny Slate (@/jennyslate) and says, "I just want someone to grab my little face and scream 'ON PURPOSE, ON PURPOSE I AM GOING TO CARE ABOUT YOU'"

Astarion x gn!Tav/Reader

Warnings: self-doubt, references to manipulation, self-deprecation, references to dissociation, dissociation mention, hurt/comfort

Word Count: 1,392

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It began one night, almost a week ago. Astarion had gotten into the routine of joining you in your bedroll after feeding, cuddling close and relaxing to the steady sound of your heartbeat. That night, a week ago, he didn’t. He delicately bit into your skin and pulled away before you were even slightly dizzy, murmured something about how you’d need your strength for a fight tomorrow, and slipped off to hunt for animals. Truly, you didn’t think anything of it, then. And maybe you got so lost, so caught up in your daily stress, that was why you didn’t register it for so long. Comments under his breath about manipulation immediately covered up with Gale requesting a magical artifact or Shadowheart and Lae’zel fighting.

So, a week went by. And the realization finally hit. Guilt ate away at your stomach, but wallowing wasn’t going to help. When night started to creep in, your companions slipping into their tents, you slipped into Astarion’s. Sitting in a pile of pillows, he looked up at you with a smirk and a ‘Hello, darling’, but it didn’t reach his eyes. They were dark. Distant.

“I’m sorry I haven’t given you the attention you need,” you start. A baffled look flickers across his face, but it is not given the time to settle.

There is a twitch at the corner of his mouth, like it’s a strain for him to keep smirking. “It’s perfectly alright, darling. You’ve been busy running around camp, helping people - I understand.”

With any other person, this would have seemed a perfectly reasonable response. An apology accepted, a mutual understanding - the relationship goes on. Except, this was Astarion.

You sit down nearby, close enough to reach out and touch. Any closer and you worried you’d overcrowd him. You always tried to let him come to you first, though he usually struggled to initiate anything.

“You’ve been distant, too,” you point out. He begins to form the words to apologize, but you shake your head to stop him before they can build a sentence. “I’m not upset, I don’t need an apology. I just wanted to know why.”

To be honest, he didn’t expect you to notice. He assumed, quite stupidly, all things considered, that you would be too preoccupied to notice him slowly slipping away. Late night cuddles dashed for hunting, hand holding forgotten as he trails along at the back of the group, kisses never lingering and the ones that did lacking any emotion behind them.

“Is something wrong?” you prompt gently. “If it’s too much, we can work out what would be better for you.”

Guilt stabs at his own non-beating heart like a wooden stake. He’s drifting and you still throw him a rope, still ask for him to grab on and pull himself away from his past, from dissociating with the slightest hint of affection.

He smiles wryly. “I can’t hide anything from you, can I?” he teases, but it comes out a little too strained to be a joke. His fingers fiddle with the corner of the page of his book. He finds watching the paper fold and bend is much more interesting than looking into your eyes.

He sighs. “I’m sorry, my dear,” he says, but the endearment feels like fire on his tongue, “but it’s not real. This isn’t real.” Your brow furrows as you stare at him. He can’t bear to see the realization cross your face. “Two hundred years of manipulating - of course I would trick you, too. It’s instinct, darling, I don’t blame you.” Red eyes finally meet yours. You look confused, of course, but there’s an air of determination, like you’re ready to fight whatever plagues him. “But this… love… it’s not real. And for what it’s worth, I am sorry I made you feel this way.”

He expects anger. He expects tears, even. Crying and shouting and ‘How could you?!’s and ‘I can’t believe you’ve manipulated me all this time!’ But it never comes. You frown, sure, but it’s leagues away from being angry.

“You think… you manipulated me into feeling this way?”

It shouldn’t hurt as much as it does. Admitting it feels bitter. He blames it on his growing fondness for you, but he knows it cannot possibly be returned in any genuine way. Not with his underhanded tactics surfacing at every passing glance, soft brush, and gentle smile. “Come now, darling,” he smirks again, building a wall to separate himself from the shitshow that must be just ‘round the corner, “who could really love me?”

That only succeeds in making you frown further. “Astarion, I’m not with you because you’ve tricked me.” The baffled look from earlier surfaces again, but it lingers, mixed with doubt. “I understand that you started this to manipulate me into protecting you, but I’m not here because you successfully influenced my emotions - To be perfectly honest, I could tell from the start.”

He laughs dryly, suddenly, like it startles him. “And here I was thinking I’d learned some subtlety.”

You don’t laugh with him. You don’t even smile. “I chose you, Astarion. I still choose to be with you. Because I want to.”

Any lingering mask of confidence fell from his face. The creases around his mouth became more prominent as he frowned. His eyes darted around, glancing around your face for any tells of deception, any hint that you’re making this up to make him feel better. “How can you be sure? How do you know you’re choosing me and not just buying into another act?”

“Astarion.” You get on your knees and hold his face in your hands. He stares up at you with big, round eyes. “If I wanted to, I could break up with you. I am not staying because I feel stuck, or because I feel obligated to. I love you. On purpose. On purpose, I am staying with you. On purpose, I choose you.”

He opens his mouth, but no words form. His mind is reeling, chasing to catch up and process everything, all the while jumping and flipping, trying to find excuses or reasons why you shouldn’t care for him. He swallows the lump building in his throat. He speaks in a whisper, too stunned to speak louder. “Are you sure?”

Your whole face softens. Determination turns to fond affection, frown lifting into a soft grin. “Yes. I’m sure.” You press a kiss to his forehead, and he closes his eyes to savor it. It’s been a week without allowing himself your love - he deserves to enjoy it once again, even if he feels guilty for it. He wishes his thoughts would just shut up and let him have this. “If you still need space or time, I’ll be here. I’m not leaving. Just,” you pull his face back, “please talk to me about this next time. I know things have been hectic, but I’m never too busy for you.”

He sighs, slow and soft. Relieved. “Of course, my love.” He adores the way you smile brightly at the endearment. He turns sheepish. “Ah, could I, possibly, join you tonight? It does, admittedly, get rather lonely passing the time alone.”

You kiss his cheek. “Of course you can. C’mon, I’ll even play with your hair if you’d like.”

He chuckles, genuine this time. “I very much would.” His book is set aside, the page he left off on lost as he takes your hand and follows you from his tent. He can’t help himself from squeezing your hand in his, like he can’t quite grasp the fact you are physically holding onto him. Even when you lay down first and he settles in next to you, arms wrapped around your middle and his head on your chest, it still feels hard to believe. But the way you wrap your arms around him and gently detangle his curls and scratch lightly at his scalp cannot possibly be from his imagination. Nor the way you press kisses on his forehead and temple and hair with sweet praises and words of affection. His mind is not kind enough to imagine such tenderness.

Laying there in your arms, listening to the steady beat of your heart and even breaths that fill your lungs as you slip into sleep, is the closest he has ever been to true contentment.

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[fortunatelyuniquepeach]

Soap having an introverted/shy bestfriend headcanons

pairing: Johnny "soap" mactavish x gn!reader

a/n: huge thank you to everyone who took the time to read or reblog my last post I actually nearly cried🫶🏼. also some of these are a bit longer than they should be I don't even know if they still count as headcanons lol.

It definitely takes you a while to become friends. It literally took you weeks to speak more than a few sentences, so taking months to become close friends was no surprise.

He's so used to talking all the time and you just listening, at some point it was the only way you could have a conversation. When you started talking more around him, he got so quiet and listened so well even if it wasn't something important, he was just happy to listen to you.

Definitely takes notice of all the things you like, he wants to be so close to you, so he tries to learn about all your favorite things. First time he talked about your favorite movie Infront of you and saw how your eyes lighted up he decided he'd do it more. He also always brings you your favorite food/drink.

The first time you hugged him it was on his birthday. He's had a small birthday party, only invited close people (you being included of course), and after everyone left and you finally gave him his present, He hugged you so tight to his chest, arms wrapped around you. He was about to pull way remembering you told him you're not so comfortable with hugs, only to be stopped by you wrapping your arms around his waist. He tried to act cool after you broke the hug but he was screaming inside. His birthday became more special to him.

He was hoping hugs would become a regular thing after, but they didn't. Although, his disappointment is long forgotten when you start giving him little touches. A hand on his shoulder, your knee touching his, sometimes you'd even let him lay his head on your shoulder.

He always invites you to new places and tries to introduce you to his friends. He understands how you feel about social interactions and public places, so he doesn't pressure you. He just wants his bestfriend with him all the time):

So protective of you! the moment someone says something like "do you ever talk?" he's already in their face. No seriously, he won't leave them 'till you get an apology. You try to tell him that it's okay and it's no big deal but he disagrees, annoying his bonnie is in fact a huge deal.

Since you hate public places so much, he starts inviting you to his place to hang out. The more it happened the more used he is to it, and at one point "hanging out" is basically each of you doing their own thing but in the same room together. You're so quiet he forgets you're there, so when you suddenly say something, he lets out a scream. It makes you laugh so hard the first time it happens, so he starts doing it on purpose.

You once decided to go over your drinking limit due to social anxiety reasons. Johnny saw a whole new you that night. He felt a little guilty enjoying you being drunk, you laughed loudly at his jokes and told him so many stories about you he's never heard before, he couldn't help but enjoy it. That night before he dropped you off at your place, you grabbed his face touching it for the first time ever and told him "I wouldn't trade you for the world, johnny". He had to leave you as quickly as possible because he knew he was about to cry, and he did. He was just overwhelmed with all the love he has for you; he couldn't believe you actually felt this way about him.

You two are literally opposites people get shocked seeing you together. You two are surprised as well, neither of you could imagine being bestfriends with someone who is nothing like them, but you're so happy you are. You're besties forever. 🫶🏼

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[mvltisstuff]

how to never stop being sad - e.b

summary: bucks parents believe they can just forget what they put him through as a child, but y/n won’t let them.

evan buckley x reader.

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a/n: i realized that buck found out about daniel way later than i thought… my image was the dinner for buck begins, and then my dumb brain thought he knew abt daniel for a while 😭 just pretend he knew while you read :))

bucks mother and father somehow think that evan doesn’t remember everything they did. they think he doesn’t care about every scream, every argument, every neglectful moment between him and his sister. but, really, buck remembers all of it.

he loves his parents and he always has, but he doesn’t understand why they make it so hard to like them. he craved love and affection from them, only to be met with their hand in his face and their words in his mind. he knows all about grief, it makes you a different person. he feels awful for his parents, but he wishes they could deal with it better than leave him in the dust.

on a brighter side, buck was finally able to stop begging for adoration. when y/n came into that station, his entire purpose was changed around. he knew he was made for loving her, and he was finally accepted. buck finally felt smart, loved, important to someone.

y/n left a mark on buck from the moment they met. he could tell by her bubbly but confident personality that they’d fit together like stars in the sky. whenever y/n was around, he never once felt like he was asking for the compliments or love she showered him with. she looked genuinely proud to call him her boyfriend, and it melted the heart of the little kid inside of him that just wanted someone to tell him that he was important.

she gave him everything his parents never did and she never once complained. y/n have buck a definition of love, and when someone asked him what it meant, he’d say her name.

now, even years after they’ve been dating, y/n never once spoke to bucks parents. maddie had told them he was in a healthy, happy relationship, but they never cared to check in on him. the days had drastically changed, along with the life of his sister.

she’s becoming a mother, so their parents are becoming grandparents. y/n didn’t really think it would be a problem that they came to visit, until it quickly backfired.

buck quickly realized that they weren’t here for him, and they he barely existed in their book. he hoped that maybe he was overthinking it, but noticed the lack of care they had of his life and the severe amount of judgement in their words. it’s like when they walked in the door, buck felt like the small boy standing at the top of the stairs for his parents again, or the teenager sitting at the table taking every insult they had.

their parents pulled out maddie’s “baby box”, but they must’ve left bucks at home to collect dust, if there was even anything to leave. they crazed over maddies belly and the life she was carrying, praising her for the life she had built for herself. buck just sat there, just wanting to go home and lay in y/n’s arms and get his own comforting.

the night of the dinner came rapidly, buck critiquing everything about himself in the mirror before he went, perfecting his words and his appearance before y/n came grabbing his hand. “it’ll be ok.”

“i know, it’s just been so long and i don’t want them to be rude to you, too,” buck sighs, turning to face y/n.

“they don’t hurt me, you know that. i just don’t want you to get upset.”

“let’s get this over with, yeah? and then we can come home?”

“don’t have to tell me twice.”

y/n and buck arrived soon after his parents, seeing them stand from off the couch with his mothers hands clasped together in front of her. maddie pulls y/n into her grasp from not seeing her due to a busy schedule. chimney and buck hug casually, even though they’d just seen each other. he notices his parents standing there, looking at y/n as she cautiously steps over.

“oh, mom, dad, this is y/n,” buck tells them, his hand landing on her waist. “my girlfriend.”

“it’s nice to meet you guys.” y/n says, exchanging awkward glances with his parents. they nod politely.

“y/n, we got your favorite!” maddie grins, holding a bottle of wine in her hands and looking at it long-fully. y/n laughs, walking over to take the bottle from her as they converse.

“maddie, i’ll make the table for you, sweetie.” their mother says, grabbing plates and napkins for everyone as she starts placing them by the seats.

“here, mom, i’ll help you,” buck says, offering a hand to his mother as y/n stands besides his father.

“so, y/n,” the tall man with the glasses speaks. “what do you do for work?” he asks, sipping his beer.

“oh, i work at the fire station with b-evan and howie.” she remembers the little things, the dislike of nicknames and how buck and maddie never had one. y/n can see the slight disappointment in her fathers face, but can’t quite place why.

“i see.” he says, his voice raising slightly but she can tell he’s slightly unimpressed. y/n just keeps pouring wine into her glass. maddie can already sense the tension, silently cursing her dad for the reaction he had.

“dad.” maddie whispers so buck doesn’t hear.

“yes, maddie?” he questions back, not understanding his tone toward the woman besides him that he’s known for twenty minutes.

“nothing, it’s fine.”

“hey, honey,” buck whispers in y/n’s ear, placing his hands on the counter in front of him.

“hi! how are you feeling?”

“i’m fine, it’s only been like a half hour.”

“i know, just checking in.” she places a hand on his cheek, making maddie smile at the affection she has toward buck.

the food had eventually been delivered, and everyone sat around the table to finally eat. buck pulled out y/n’s chair, letting her sit and then taking the one next to her. chimney sat with maddie, and then their parents took the other end of the table.

the conversation turned almost immediately into the subject of work, maddie talking about some of her calls and chimney speaking about paramedic duties. it seemed they had no interest about buck, not finding much impression in the details about his job, despite it being one of the strongest.

“well, speaking of hospitals, i’ve heard that evan has been spending a lot of time in them.” bucks dad speaks up, placing his napkin folded on the table.

“you’ve heard?” buck mutters under his breath, not wanting to cause a scene but secretly hoping they heard it. y/n could feel the burning tension between buck and his parents, so she ran his hand over his thigh, trying to find his hand that rested near his knee before locking fingers with him. “you could’ve seen for yourself.”

“oh, evan you know how-“

“you don’t like hospitals, got that.”

“i don’t like seeing my children in them.” the womans eyes start to water, thinking back to all the horrific times in the hospital. maddie mumbles to her mother before shaking her head, bringing her moms statement to a close. “we never lost hope on you, evan.”

“yeah, like you did on maddie?” he snaps, leaning back in his seat and staring down his parents.

“evan, let’s not do this.” maddie says, the discomfort clear in her face as everyone’s heart races, fearing the conflict in the room.

“you guys didn’t even go to her wedding, let alone go back for her when she made a mistake and you cut her off!”

their parents barely look at buck. “maddie, we didn’t know he was hurting you, i swear-“

“you should have! you should’ve known, but it checks out because you never knew what was going on even when we was living with you!” he stands up.

“buck, c’mon,” y/n speaks, attempting his hand before he gets too far away. he manages to slip out of her grasp, leaving her to rest her head in her hands as he continues.

“you think my job is dangerous- i have walked through fire every single day of my life because of you. that is why i’m in therapy! because nothing i ever did was good enough!”

“we tried! you guys didn’t make it easy on us” their dad speaks up, making y/n shoot her head up at the older couple at the table next to her.

“we were supposed to? we were kids.” maddie says sadly.

so, buck stands there, begging for love in the center of the room, feeling like a circus act. if he didn’t know better, he’d think they’d all be pointing and laughing at him. besides one. y/n sat there, staring at his parents before looking back at him. she stands up, letting buck try and grab her hand and walk out. if he wants to leave, she will always follow him.

he opens the door, and he steps out, unable to hear the next sentence from his mother.

“neither of you think about how hard it is for your father and i! you only think about yourselves!”

y/n stops in her tracks, “buck, go wait by the car i’ll be out in a minute.” he just goes out, not wanting to waste another minute in that room that he could be spending alone with y/n. “only think about themselves?”

“what?” their mother whimpers out.

“you’re insinuating that you have selfish children, and it honestly checks out considered how much you’ve missed. did you forget what your kids do? did you forget about the lives they save on a daily basis? maddie is the reason half of our calls come out successfully, and buck is one of the highest ranked for his position. and you want to call him selfish? you don’t get to call him anything until you take an actual look at his life. you don’t see him walk out of these buildings with scared and hurt children or people yelling in pain and he can somehow manages to give them hope! you don’t see the effect you have on him and it honestly breaks my heart for him. you don’t see how you casually ripped him up and expected other people to put him back together. you don’t deserve to just come back here and act like you’re completely innocent! you sit here and act like you are angels. truth is that evan did everything on his own and didn’t deserve the shit he got from you. the person he is today has nothing to do with you and you don’t get any credit for how he became the man he is.”

y/n doesn’t stay long enough to see the effect of her words on his parents. she can imagine the tears from the confrontation that their mother can’t handle. it infuriates her that they think they can fix the damage they did in a day, if they even think they did any.

she storms down the stairs, eager to see buck outside and make up for all the loving he missed previously. she sees him leaning against y/n’s passenger door, staring at the concrete with his arms crossed. his hair is lightly blowing in the wind along with his sweater being pressed against his body. y/n can see the subtle shimmering in his eyes as he looks at the ground and she can almost hear the cracks in his heart. it’s like they managed to add another wound to him, just confirming that they didn’t care about him.

y/n steps on the cement sidewalk toward him, her heels clicking loudly against the ground so he could hear her coming. he doesn’t look up. he keeps his eyes glued to the ground in almost a shameful way. he hates that he can’t stand up to his parents, and he hates that y/n had to do it for him, but he needed it.

“let’s go home, baby.” y/n says, standing at the front of the car. “buck.” she speaks his name again, anger still radiating off her body as she waits for him to look up at him. his head tilts up, looking at her as her gaze softens at his expression. she doesn’t hesitate to walk over and grab onto him, letting his body fall into her, taking some of the weight off his shoulders.

“i know, it’s ok.” she whispers into his ear sweetly as the tears run down his face. he doesn’t want to be sobbing in the parking lot with in his girlfriends arms, but he can’t help it.

he doesn’t bother to say anything, he just lets himself feel. he lets himself feel her hand rubbing his back and the other wrapped around his shoulders. he lets himself listen to the gentle words escaping her lips and allow them to soothe his mind. he lets himself tower over her and almost fall into her grasp and he lets her take over. he knows that she has him, and the safety net beneath him was built by her.

he might not have his parents support or their faith through his life, but the surplus that y/n gives to him is enough to fill every ocean in the world.

#911 #911onfox #bobby nash #eddie diaz #evan buckley #evan buckley fanfic #athena grant #henrietta wilson #evan buckley x reader #evan buck buckley x reader #maddie buckley #may grant #911 chimney #chimney 911 #evan buckley x you #evan buckley fluff #evan buckley one shot #evan buckley fanfiction #evan buckley fic #evan buckley 911 #evan buck buckley #evan buckley x y/n #evan buckley x female reader #buck x reader #buck 911 #911 fic #911 show #911 fanfic

[elvendeity]

"I didn't fall in love with you. I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way. I do believe in fate and destiny, but I also believe we are only fated to do the things that we'd choose anyway. And I'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I'd find you and I'd choose you"

I just want someone to grab my little face and scream "ON PURPOSE, ON PURPOSE I AM GOING TO CARE ABOUT YOU"

Chidi Anagonye : Can I ask you a question? Soulmates aren't... real, are they?

Michael : Chidi, in all honesty, I don't know. But I don't think so.

...

Michael : If soulmates do exist, they're not found, they're made. People meet, they get a good feeling, and then they get to work building a relationship.

Anne Carson, Euripides || Dulce María Loynaz, from “Poem XCI,” trans. James O’Connor, Absolute Solitude: Selected Prose Poems (First Archipelago, 2016) || Kiersten White, The Chaos of Stars || Russian Doll, Season 2 || Jenny Slate || Dead Poets Society || The Good Place || Death with Interruptions, José Saramago || Russian Doll, Season 1

#Anne Carson #Euripides #Dulce María Loynaz #Kiersten White #The Chaos of Stars #Russian Doll #Jenny Slate #Dead Poets Society #The Good Place #Death with Interruptions #José Saramago #web weavings #web weaving #web weave #parallelism #parallel #parallels #i choose you #love is a choice

[incognito-melancholia]

I just want someone to grab my little face and scream :

"ON PURPOSE, ON PURPOSE I AM GOING TO CARE ABOUT YOU"

#thoughts #poets on tumblr #words #dark acadamia aesthetic #sad aesthetic #melancholia #sad poetry #feelings #sad thoughts #sad poem #love quotes #love poem #breakup #sad sad sad #sadgirl #sad quotes #dead poets society

[sehodreams]

mafia riize. MTL to show you off to other rival gangs like a trophy wife vs keep you hidden because your for his eyes only

God I love mafia au, I have now like 10 ideas for fics, also I think Shotaro is perfect for this concept, I can't wait to read a Yakuza!leader!Shotaro 🫣🥴

TW and tags: smut, dark!Riize, exhibitionism, mafia au, Yakuza!Shotaro, cum play, p in v, oral sex (m receiving), stalking, just a bunch of nasty thoughts.

Most

Wonbin

Shotaro

Sohee

Seunghan

Sungchan

Anton

Eunseok

Least

Wonbin likes to show how much he has, his hands are full of golden rings and his wrist has a watch so expensive it would caught everyone's attention in a second. He likes attention, he likes the others to know he's in a good position and not someone you could easily mess with, with people guarding his back all the time. So, of course, he has to show his gorgeous partner too, wearing his numerous gifts, including a beautiful necklace with his name, always making sure they knew who you belonged to. Also, I can see him using you in the middle of a call, wether it was on purpose or not, you'd never know, but he likes everyone to hear how good he is doing everything, even in bed.

Shotaro would be the a leader, he likes to take decisions and have a say in everything, he's also strong and smart, so that position was always his. He's not into showing his wealth like Wonbin, but he likes to always make sure everyone knew who is in charge there, so he'd fuck you whenever and wherever he wanted, if there was a meeting and all his subordinates/enemies were in the room, he wouldn't mind giving a talk while having you riding his cock, he'd let you moan as much as you wanted and would only cover your mouth if you screamed too much, saying "sorry honey, I'll let you scream after they leave, but I'll let you suck my fingers, okay?", and you'd nod following his instructions, he was the boss there and you'd do anything he said, just like the others in the room that have their head down while your enjoying the leader.

Sohee is a follower, he works for others behind curtains, and he likes his position, but he doesn't like how everyone thinks he's a weak guy, so every time he knew others would hear you, he'd make you scream, overstimulating you so much your legs trembled and you fell to the floor. He likes that the others know he's able to be stronger than someone, he doesn't care that it was you in this case, so he'd make sure they heard you, leaving the door open or fucking you in shared places. When someone inevitable found him fucking you he wouldn't stop moving, "sorry, this bitch is in heat, couldn't help, right?", he asked you. You would affirm because you knew he liked it when you did that, "come on, say sorry too", he'd grab your cheeks and make you look at them with that pretty fucked face and teary eyes, so you showed them properly how sorry you were.

Seunghan likes to share you with his gang friends, he loves to see them fucking you, and loves when their cum pours out of your used pussy and then he pushes it inside again with his dick. He's a sick son of a bitch, he likes to show you around to see who else wants to fuck you, he loves to share everything, and your his favorite thing so how could he deny the pleasure of watching or touching you to others? And if they were from a rival gang, he'd only let them touch you if he gained something from it, like useful information, "I know how you look at her, pretty, right? I can let you have a taste if you want, but you know the price"

Sungchan doesn't like sharing you, you're his and only his, no one else can touch you, he'd let his members watch him fucking you every now and then, but only if he knew they didn't notice, like when they're having a drink and pretty much too drunk to remember clearly what's happening. He'd make you sit on his lap when most of them were almost passed out, he'd pull down his zipper and ask you for a little favor, maybe just a blowjob, or maybe he'd push your underwear to the side and make you sit on it, but you have to stay covered, only he can see your precious body.

Anton doesn't like sharing your presence with others, he wants your existence to be a secret because he's the youngest member and he knows others could take advantage of that. He makes sure you're always safe, and if he can't control himself, he'll ask you to meet in a nice room hotel, where he'll make sure you fuck the stress out of him. It's just so stressing to be in that field, he wants to let it all out on your pretty face and your delicious tits. I think if anyone found out of your existence, he would drop the calm facade and kill them, anything for his baby, even the lives of his own members.

Eunseok would warn them about even looking at your direction, he would never take you around to show off, he wants you all for himself. If he could, he'd have you in a cage. He likes to know your every move, where you go, who you meet, what you eat, everything, and since he's a busy man he'd send one of his subordinates to follow you around, however, they know the rules, no touching, not thinking, not imagining, they can't have you, and if that subordinate said even a word of how pretty you are, he'd cut his finger. Then, he'd fuck you in front of it, without you knowing, you have no idea why is he so needy that day and while he's sweetly fingering you and maintaining eye contact he'd say "my girl, my girl, can't let anyone look at you because they all want to steal you, my pretty girl"

#riize x plus size reader #riize x reader #dark!riize #riize smut #anton x reader #eunseok x reader #wonbin x reader #sungchan x reader #seunghan x reader #shotaro x reader #sohee x reader #dark riize #mafia!riize #Yakuza!shotaro

[blueicequeen19]

Games & Consequences

Warnings: non-con, degradation, creampie, humiliation, deep throating, dark Rafe

You leaned against the upstairs balcony overlooking the party as you finished your drink. You hadn’t intended to come to this party because you hated the host but you needed a hookup and all the hot guys were here. Now you just had to find one you wanted.

“Just the person I was looking for.” You startle at the sound of his voice as a door slams. You spin around to see Rafe Cameron advancing on you with a murderous look in his eyes.

“Oh shit.” You turn to flee but there’s no where to run as he quickly yanks you inside, slamming the balcony door shut and shoving you against the wall.

“Oh shit, is right, you little bitch. Tell me, did you do it on purpose?” Rafe snarls in your face. You glare back at him, knowing this was coming.

“Fuck off.” You bite out. It’s the wrong thing to say because his hand wraps around your throat, cutting off your air supply as he presses his rock hard body against yours.

“You dared my girlfriend to make out with another dude.” Rafe spats, loosening his grip just enough for you to cough as you suck in a breath, tears filling your eyes.

“It was a game.” You shove at his chest but he tightens his hold on your throat again.

“A game where she ended up fucking someone else.” Rafe growls. You could smell the alcohol on his breath.

“They didn’t fuck. They just.. messed around a little.” You couldn’t help but smirk a little until his hand dove between your legs under your poor excuse of a skirt to cup your pussy.

“Yea? Like this?” Rafe lowers his voice as he strokes your clit over your thong, his fingers sliding through your slit. “He touch her like this?”

“What the fuck are you doing?” You try to smack him but he’s quicker, throwing you off as he buries two fingers in your pussy. You’d be lying if you said the situation hadn’t left you practically dripping. You loved being roughed up. You just hadn’t ever expected it be from Rafe.

“God, this pussy is so fucking wet. You’re a little slut too, aren’t you?” Rafe taunts, adding a third finger and stretching you painfully wide as you fight back your cries of pleasure.

“S-stop.” You beg, grabbing at his wrist but he ignores you, kicking your legs wider apart.

“You ruined my relationship so now I’m going to ruins yours. Do you think she’ll still be friends with you after finding out that you fucked me? That you begged me to fuck you raw?” Rafe withdraws his fingers and shoves them to the back of your throat before you can respond, making you choke as you taste yourself. He forces you to gag until you’re sure you’ll retch before he finally pulls away, yanking you over to the leather couch by your hair as you cough and stumble.

“R-Rafe!” You wheeze as he forces you to your knees on the couch and bending you over the back of it.

“She used to beg me to fuck her raw and I never did. I knew that crazy bitch wanted me to knock her up. I can’t wait to see the look on her face when you tell her.” You can’t think past the terror gripping you as Rafe yanks you against his chest, his thick cock suddenly against your thighs as he growls into your ear.

“And you will tell her. Think about this next you want to play fucking games with me.” Rafe guides his cock to your entrance, thrusting in hard just as he bites down on your neck. You scream but his hand is quickly there to silence you, not hesitating a moment before pumping into you hard and fast. Your best friend wasn’t lying about his dick being huge.

You claw at the cushions, desperately trying to hang onto something as he fucks you savagely. There was no other way to put it. It was painful and punishing but your pussy was dripping down your thighs and an orgasm was being ripped from you before you were ready. Rafe laughs mockingly in your ear before shoving you down onto your face, forcing your ass up into the air as he continues to fuck you.

“Could you imagine her face if you got pregnant instead?” Rafe let’s out a sinister laugh that has your blood running cold and alarm bells going off in your head. You try to push up on your hands but he puts his weight onto your back, biting down on your shoulder as he delivers blow after blow to your spasming pussy.

“You are a pathetic little slut, aren’t you? Your pussy is so fucking wet. You’re making a mess.” Rafe groans into your hair. You were going to be covered in bruises from his bite marks and rough hands.

“Rafe. Oh, god. I’m sorry. Please. I’m sorry.” You cry even as you cum again. Rafe holds you in place with a firm grip on the back of your neck, his pumps not slowing down as he fucks you through your high.

“Say it again, slut.” Rafe hisses in your ear. “Like you mean it.”

“Please, I’m sorry, Rafe. I’m sorry.” You sob, feeling him smile against your cheek.

“Beg me to pull out.” Rafe taunts, speeding up his movements as he reaches beneath you to pinch your clit. You whimper as your pussy clamps down on him. It’s too much. You fight to get away but you can’t.

“Beg me not to fill this pussy up with cum then make you walk back downstairs to the party, knowing my cum is running down your thighs.” Rafe growls, pinching you harder until you’re about to scream your release only for him to stop.

“Rafe, pull out. Please. Don’t cum inside me.” You beg, the denied orgasm bringing tears to your eyes. Rafe chuckles before delivering two more hard thrusts then stopping with a broken moan, his body taunt against yours. You feel his warmth between your thighs and you cry, knowing he’d just wanted to hear you beg. He never had any intention of stopping.

Rafe lifts up, taking your limp body with him and forcing you to your knees on the floor so you’re facing the couch. Your eyes widen at the mess you’d both made all over the leather. Rafe fists your hair, forcing your face closer to the mess.

“Now, clean it up, bitch. We don’t have all night. We gotta go find your bestie and let her know what a traitorous little slut you are.” Rafe snaps, shoving your face down hard against the cushion.

You sniffle, biting back more tears as you slowly stick out your tongue and start to lick up your mixed releases. Rafe chuckles, his cock hard again against your back.

“You’re awfully obedient now.” Rafe chuckles humorously, pulling you back to face him by your hair and slapping his cock against your lips. You glare up at him, refusing to part your lips for him.

“Open up. You gotta suck my cock clean too.”

“Fuck you.” You bite out.

Rafe smiles before pinching your nose shut until you’re forced to open for him. He wastes no time in shoving his cock down your throat, fucking it like he did your pussy.

“Fuck,” Rafe moans, pulling back to allow you a breath before plunging back in deep. “You and I are going to have so much fun.”

#smutwarning #outer banks smut #rafe obx #rafe outer banks #dark!rafe cameron #dark!fic #dark rafe cameron #tw dark content #obx2 #outer banks x reader #rafe cameron smut

[welikeimagines-andfandoms]

LOTR and The Hobbit NSFW Headcanons pt 2.

(y’all bishes hoooorrrrnnnnyyyyy)

Part 1

Pippin:

- loves when you ride him

- wants to grab and hold every part of you that he can

- forcing him to be a good boy in public and keeping him nice and hot for as long as you can

- whispering really dirty things in his ear in public but following it with a sweet kiss on the cheek so people just think you’ve said something lovely

- ass kinda hobbit

- sitting in your lap and playing with his cock

- “such a good boy for me” you whisper while he cums on your hand

- loves when you grab at his hair during oral

Merry:

- likes to be man handled but in a playful way

- exhibitionist kink

- sweet and playful caresses while he fucks you from behind

- his favourite meal is between your legs 😏😏😏

- will tell you how good you’re making him feel

- buys you pretty night gowns and aprons so he can watch you bake in them

- loves when you put on a show baking, bending over and sitting in his lap while you feed him the cake mix

- holding his face nicely while you bounce on his cock

Lindir:

- degradation and praise all at once

- make him cry! Make him cry! Make him cry!

- overstimulation is his favourite thing

- tie him up and make him cum over and over again

- will beg you to stop but that’s because it makes him horny

- if it was too much he’d use his safe word

- “please mistress, I can’t take it anymore, it hurts too much please!”

- wants to be pegged so badly

- will suck your strap

- it’s so fun to grind up against him and make him cum in his pants

- you do it on purpose but then you tease him about it and he loves it

- “did you just cum in your pants? You’re such a dirty little pathetic thing aren’t you, Lindir?”

- he goes so pink

Frodo:

- has a thing for human partners

- likes feeling small and taken care of but elves are too big

- loves him a squishy partner

- would live laying on your boobs or on your thighs if he could

- pretends he can’t do things like open jars or reach things but home boy gets horny when you take care of him

- playing with his hair is foreplay

- lots of whimpers, light moans and quiet pleas

- if you tug his hair however he’s screaming and eyes are rolling back

- he lives in your lap

Arwen:

- oral queen 👑👑

- could honestly live between your legs

- whispers the dirtiest things to you and yet it sounds like poetry

- talks elvish in your ear while sitting behind you and taking her time playing with you

- the softest dom in the whole world

- like is literally only dominant because she wants to take care of you

- passing you dirty letters while you try to read peacefully

- loves watching you touch yourself

- she won’t say anything but her eyes won’t leave yours or your body

- breathy moans

- loves having her nipples sucked

Meludir:

- sweet innocent boy

- surprisingly kinky but only in a proper relationship

- praise kiiinnnkkk!

- tell him he’s a good boy and he’ll just melt

- “oh you’re doing so well for me, baby, such a good boy”

- kinda likes being hurt but will need a lot more aftercare than usual

- likes being tied up and edged

- is into watching you get fucked by someone else but only if he can join later

- wants Legolas to join you but turns into a blushing mess every time you talk about it

- sit on his face pllleeeaaaaassssseee! He doesn’t care if he can’t breathe

- craves kneeling before you during oral

- wants to feel like your sweet little servant

Glorfindel:

- size kink!!! He’s a huge dude and honestly loves how tiny you are (you could be tall and still be tiny to him!)

- loves being called ‘my lord’

- you don’t have to thank him when you cum but he sure does love it when you do

- degrades you and praises you in the same session

- he likes degrading you and being rough when you give him oral but if he’s fucking you (especially from behind) he wants to tell you how good you’re taking his cock

- gives you very sweet names during very dirty times

- “you’re just such a sweet little thing for me” he tells you while your face is covered in cum and spit

- bounces you on his lap while you ride him

- lots of loud grunts

- rag dolls you around into different positions

- is either fast and rough or takes his time and worships you

- thinks both giving and receiving hickies is really hot and will show them off with pride

#lotr #lord of the rings #lotr headcanon #lord of the rings headcanon #the hobbit #the hobbit headcanon #pippin #pippin x reader #merry #merry x reader #Lindir #Lindir x reader #Frodo #Frodo x reader #Arwen #Arwen x reader #Meludir #Meludir x reader #Glorfindel #Glorfindel x reader

[zikkytheblicky]

ofcc!! srry this is late.

☆ for my ml, angel anon.

(NON-BLACK PEOPLE DNI. THE SLUR IS USED MULTIPLE TIMES)

⊹content warnings⊹

(don't scroll past this, it's important since i changed up gojo n’ geto + readers attitude 😃)

- both gojo and geto blasian so dont be surprised if you hear suguru’s racist comments and satoru and suguru js speaking ghetto ☠️..

-feminine male reader- anon didnt specify but id they want me to change this i will make a separate post for them 🫶🏾!!

-black reader cuz angel anon is black.

-not smut nor fluff.. i forgot if this type of stuff is called lemon or lime! sorry 😭💓.

-reader gets kinda aggressive im ngl to you like he did not take gojos little antic lightly

-kinda made reader gojo n suguru ghetto. idk i didnt think ts with much thought

-gojo tries to get his lick back, forgetting you were a real 🥷🏾 despite being feminine. he needs to stop playing with m!reader fr

-you’re very spoiled because i’m a SUCKERERR for spoiled reader x jjk character.

-this is not proofread i’m so sorry 😭!! + i did this like at 11-4 or sum

-sadly anon didn’t specify if they wanted top surgery reader or not so to be safe i’m just gonna say he does!!

-use of you/your pronouns except for when gojo is yapping/complaining to you’re brattiness to getou.

-no sourcerer au.

-rich gojo (SHOCKING 😨)

a/n: i hate this piece it sounds so tacky 😭..

♡︎NOT CAPITALIZED ON PURPOSE !!

to say you weren’t usually bratty is an understatement— it rarely happens unless you’re joking or you’re being bratty towards someone else not gojo.

it all happened first, when gojo took you to get your nails done and you didn’t give him your signature move for when he gives you something you want— pulling on his collar/tie and kissing on his cheek along with a sweet, “thank you satoru ! i love you! see you later!” or something along those lines— you instead give him a mere glance and a dry, bored “bye, gojo.” before walking over to your bestfriend(s) who were also getting their nails done. and by the way you were giggling into your palm when you thought satoru left shows you were trying to get him riled up.

satoru thought it was cute ,

at first. then it started getting him annoyed and a bit triggered.

and what does he do when he doesn’t agree with something you do?

…

obviously don’t tell you about it and instead goes to bother his best friend- suguru- about it instead.

“he’s been acting so bratty suguru. i remember when i got him his favorite color of glittery roses and all he did was say a dry response like, “oh thanks, gojo.” HE DIDN’T EVEN SAY SATORU OR A PET NAME RAGGHH” satoru screamed out into his phone microphone, his eyes puffy from all the fake crying he did earlier.

“don’t you have work to do? also he’s just going through a phase satoru, you’ll live.” suguru said dryly, the sound of the clicking of a keyboard and the sounds of a pen being smoothly dragged across a paper filling satoru’s apple headphones.

“you wouldn’t understand suguru..” satoru whined, blinking his bright blue eyes at the camera. His pouting lips sucking up the last bit of juice from his drink.

“all you have to do is punish him y’know?” suguru muttered, he shuts his book staring at satoru with a disgusted face. “Ew . stop pouting your lips while making fuckin sucking motions you look like a monk.” suguru sniffed, grabbing his bonnet and putting his hair up.

“i dont wanna hurt himmmm-“ satoru whined, ignoring suguru’s racist comment.

“not like that, durdur.”

satoru could practically hear the roll of geto’s eyes as he saw the younger dark skinned man pick up his phone and turn off his camera- most likely about to get ready for bed- it was 11 am after all.

“in a sexual way, nigga.” suguru mumbled out, the sounds of crinkling sheets flowing in and out of satoru’s ears nicely.

“oh my god… suguru you mastermind.” gojo smirked, grabbing his macbook and opening it swiftly.

“jesus christ what are you gonna do, satoru?” suguru asked with a sigh, rubbing his temple soothingly- he sounded so tired of gojo’s antics.

“ight so the plan is..”

it is late. you just got home from an interview of what life is like being satoru gojo’s husband— you hate those types of reporters. instead of worrying about what the content of your creator was, they worried about your status. oh, how annoying they are.

you kick off your jordans, rubbing your eyes gently- thankfully you didn’t put on any eyeliner.

you head into the first kitchen on the first floor, went into the pantry and took out a fruit snack before you head upstairs- when you were pulling up into your driveway all of gojo’s cars were in his drive so you know he is home.

i’m surprised he isn’t cuddling up on me already.. You thought with a snort, twisting your curls in boredom.

your curls bounce as you skip your way up the carpeted stairs, entering you and gojo’s shared room.

“satoru-.”

there, you say your husband in a thin, silky robe, nike pro boxers on, his 24 carat gold stud earrings glistening in the low light the seeped into the room, a thin 24 carat gold necklace, and slides on. he was at his desk, typing away on his phone, he didn’t even notice you until you cleared your throat, crossing your arms over your chest.

the albino haired man lazily turned over to you, a bored look on his face though you could see a faint smirk on your husband’s face.

what is this nigga smirking for ? you thought with a scoff, your slippers making loud noises as you walk over to him.

“oh. hi, ‘mn’.” satoru’s tone was bored and disinterested, he went back onto his phone and started typing quickly. and he had such an excited expression, a ghost of a smile on his lips like he was trying to hide the fact that he was more interested in whoever he was texting instead of you.

and that pissed you off. like who the fuck is this nigga talkin too that catches his attention more than you? his boyfriend ?

that damn phone i'm about to throw that shit.

“satoru.”

no answer.

“satoru?”

no answer again. who the fuck was this negro on the phone with?

“SATORU-“ you yelled, pulling his ear out from his bonnet- being careful not to pull his earring out. sure, you were annoyed at him but you aren’t going to hurt him.

“what the fuck- what? damn.” gojo groaned, putting his phone screen to his chest with an annoyed glare.

who the fuck does he think hes talking too?

“nigga who do you think you’re talking to? i’m not the one stop trippin’.” you crossed your arms, releasing satoru’s ear.

“what did i even do?” satoru responded too calmly- the fucker had a visible smirk on his face too.

silence .

silence is what you “responded” with before smashing your lips with satoru’s, grabbing his white dreads and rubbing his scalp gently- completely opposite from your prior action.

satoru’s tongue licked almost every corner of your mouth, tasting the bitter vodka taste left in your mouth.

you both pulled away with a string of spit following each other's mouths.

“don’t dish out the heat if you cannot take the heat back, darling~!” satoru purred out, grabbing you by your waist and pulling you into his lap.

you tsked in response, resting your head on his neck.

and maybe later that night satoru punishes you by forcing you to cockwarm him for an hour straight.

(you failed after 10 minutes.)

ts is short asl ik but like 🙁

#male reader #x male reader #gojo satoru x male reader #ftm reader #black male reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader #jjk x male reader #jjk

[pablitogavii]

hi i love your stories ! can you a story about the lyrics based off “ la curiosidad” by ivan cornejo?

La Curiosidad

Your POV

I always hated these "fancy events" where I had to wear long expensive dresses and fake a smile for every camera. That's what you get when your parent is a celebrity, I guess..!

There he stood..Pablo Gavi..against the bar looking half as bored as me while all of his friends were drinking and having all the fun in the world.

Our eyes met..and we both smiled. That wasn't the last time we stole glances at each other.

"How are you enjoying in querida?" my mom asked and yet again I fakes a smile nodding my head before my eyes again escaped hers and landed on the good looking footballer.

"Mm I see someone caught your eye..not a bad choice hija" she said and I rolled my eyes excusing myself to the bathroom passing next to Pablo on purpose and smirking when I saw that he checked me out. Gives girl confidence, you know?

When I came back out, he was nowhere to be seen..did he leave so soon? Damn it!

"Me buscas princesa??" his low voice sent shivers down my spine as I quickly turned around and met his eyes feeling myself blush from how close his face was to mine. Fuck! He was hotter from up close!

"Um..no..hablo Español, lo siento" you said of course knowing a little but not enough to be confident speaking to him right now.

"Okay then..were you looking for me, princess?" he smirks and you blushed even more hearing him repeat those same words in English..suddenly it felt real.

"Um..maybe?" you say with big innocent eyes and he smirks nodding his head with a smirk liking your answer very much. That's when the slow song started and everyone started dancing in pairs.

"Come here.." he grabbed your hand pulling you onto the dance floor and you had no chance to reject him (not that you wanted to) before you were already slow dancing together.

His arms so strong around your waist pulling your chest against his own while you both moved tot he rhythm your bodies mending together just perfectly..it was getting so hot!

"I didn't know footballers dance.." you say shakily since he quite literally swiped you off your feet and Pablo chuckled.

"I'm not that good princesa..you're just too in love with me to notice" he smirked and you decided to play your infamous card 'being hard to get' as you pulled away and walked outside without another word.

Pablo of course followed after you really liking some fresh air after the stuffy dance floor.

Pablo's POV

"Did I say something wrong princesa?" I spoke walking up to her and placing my coat over her shivering shoulders and she turned around with a big smirk on her face. She was playing me!? This girl was making me even more curious now..

"Do you really think you can handle me, fútbolista??" she smirked and I did as well moving even closer until her back was glued against the wall and my arms trapped her being on either side of her body.

"After you tell me your name, I will make you scream mine princesa" I winked snaking my arms around her waist again and pulling her close as her breath got caught in her throat when our eyes met.

"Um..my name is Y/n.." she said suddenly losing all previous confidence since I was very much in control of the situation and knew how to carry his dominance with pride.

"Mm..I like that name..and I like that dress even more..it suits you well..the red color on your tanned skin..and that red lipstick matching..tan perfecta!" I smirked looking at her lips longingly just wanting to taste them already.

"Gracias Gavi.." she smiled looking down but my hand found her chin andI wouldn't let her loose my gaze. She smiled so she liked it defiantly. I moved closer to her ear whispering softly.

"It's Pablo princesa.." and she gulped meeting my eyes shivering when I moved closer to her lips making her bite her lower one.

"I want you to be mine amor..not just tonight..I want you so bad" I continued whispering seeing the way she was responding moving her hands on my biceps and hold it tightly.

"Do you want to be mine, huh princesa??" I said and seeing her nod her head shyly made me hold her face and pull her into a kiss that made her hold herself against me while kissing me feverishly.

When her hands started to wonder down my chest, I couldn't handle it anymore taking her hand and going straight to my car before driving to my apartment.

"Díos! It's so beautiful here Pablo.." she looked around this I was taking off my suit unbuttoning my shirt and grabbing ehr from behind pulling her into my bedroom.

"You're so beautiful princesa..joder!" I laid her down on the bed and we both chuckled when my hair got hooked into her necklace and she tried to free me.

"Where is it??" I was looking for a zipper while she chuckled moving a little to show me it on the side and I smiled unzipping it slowly slipping that silky dress of her perfect body only to see red matching set.

"Joder! Red just became my favorite color" I groaned kissing her stomach up to her chest and then capturing your lips passionately.

"P..Pablo" she moaned and I was starting to lose my mind hearing her moaning my name like that wanting to keep hearing it for eternity.

"F..uck amor! Tu me vuelves loco!" I groaned slipping off my clothes and she helped me out kissing her strongly and we both smiled in excitement.

Your POV

He felt so good and I felt so confortable and safe in his arms enjoying he way he was making me feel. I never go home with complete strangers but the way he made me feel was nothing I've ever experienced..I trusted him and I wanted him..badly.

Fuck it! You only live once!

"Que haces princesita!?" he said when I moved on top of him kissing down his chest enjoying touching his strong abs and how they felt on my lips as I kissed them. I helped him take the rest of his clothes off and he unhooked my bra sucking on my tits while I was grinding on his hard cock.

"Tan buena amor!" he groaned quickly switching positions and pulled down my panties with his teeth which made me blush as I watched him.

"Ready princesa??" he said and I smiled nodding my head kissing his lips once more time before he started eating me out like a starved animal making my back arch and my voice break while I was moaning his name in ecstasy.

"Wait..wait.." I felt the most intense orgasm wash over me moaning while he grinned pulling my hips down and sucking on me with even more force while I rode out my orgasm.

"Buena princesa..tan buena..how are you?" he checked seeing that my thighs were still shaking feeling very accomplished and I smiled while my eyes sparkled form the pleasure.

"P..Pablo.." I whispered and he moved down to hear me better wanting to make sure he gives me everything I needed and that I felt safe.

"Make me yours..please" my voice was breaking but he heard it clearly smiling and nodding his head while getting comfortable in between your legs slowly entering you and kissing you to ignore the pain from his size.

"Mine..all mine" he groaned into your neck leaving marks all over your skin while you moaned adjusting to his size as he started moving slowly hitting all the right spots.

"F..faster..please papi" I groaned as he picked up his pace per my request sending my mind into oblivion enjoying the way my body fit around him just perfectly.

"Call me papi again mi amor..let me hear you say it" Pablo was getting sloppy and I knew he was getting close to his own high and my folds held his in a tight grip.

"P..papi..fuck yes!" you both finished together laying there together and catching your breath enjoying the aftermath as pleasure spread through your bodies.

Pablo's POV

"Come here princesa.." I pulled her closer kissing the top of her head lovingly while she nuzzled her face into my neck getting comfortable.

"If you want me to leave?" her voice was so small and I looked down quite shocked to hear those words. Did he think I just wanted this to be a one time thing!?

"You're not going anywhere..you're mine now..and I'm not letting you slip away princesa" my voice was loud enough for her to clearly hear it and I hoped he knew that I was being serious.

"You got me so curious Pablo.." she whispered looking up and I kissed her lips lovingly.

"You got me even more curious princesita mia" I answered and we kissed once more before slowly slipping into sleep entangled into each other.

The last thing I anticipated is to find my soulmate on one of those boring fancy parties we both despised above everything <3

#pablo gavi x you #fc barca #fc barcelona #fc barça #gavigif #gavi #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi #pablo gavi icons #pablo martín páez gavira #pablo gavira #gavira #pablogavixreaderfluff #pablogavixreadersmut

[alexa-fika]

Guide in the Darkness (Smoker x f!blind!child!reader x Fujitora)

A/N This is for the Anon that asked for toph!reader and I completely butcher the request so bad that I deleted it within the hour. Also sorry for the lack of uploads, got off a plane and have been unpacking since, and I start work tommorow but I will try to still upload daily!

Dividers by @/saradika

The muscular man sighs as he hears another crash coming from his daughter's quarters, opening the door, he glances at a vase smashed on the floor.

“Thought I told you to stop breaking things on purpose,” he grumbles, blowing out the smoke from his cigars in a thick cloud

“This is so stupid! I can’t do anything, Dad! The moment im on a boat, I’m so useless! “She screams, slowly sinking down to the ground and sobbing

A heavy sigh of irritation escapes Smoker's lips as he drops to his knees before his daughter, kneeling to the same level as her. A heavy hand touches her shoulder in a reassuring manner. A warm and kind gesture, but his face remains straight.

“And destroying your furniture will fix that; how?”

“Shut up! Shut up, just shut up!”

Smoker lets out another sigh as his cigar puffs out more smoke, and a heavy eyebrow raises at her harsh tone. His face is stern, but a certain tenderness behind his eyes is revealed when he speaks to his daughter

She pushes his shoulder away, but Smoker just grabs her with his other arm again.

"Is that so?" Smoker responds simply. Silence fell after he spoke those words, neither of them saying anything nor moving from their positions.

“I’m sorry…” she mutters

Another gentle sigh escapes his lips as she does this. His rough exterior fades for a moment as he speaks to her. His eyes no longer piercing through her own, now much more warm and kind.

"It okay,” he grunts

“Come with me; I have someone I want you to meet.”

She dries her tears slowly, standing up

“Who is it?”

"Just follow me." He rises back to his feet, the same look in his eyes once more as he holds out his hand for her to take.

He guides her off the boat, where they walk for a while until they reach an office within some Marine headquarters, closing the door behind them once she is inside.

"My, my, what a young beauty she is, Smoker..." Fujitora said kneeling in front of Reader.

“You must be around ten right now aren’t you”, smiling as a small affirmation leaves the girl.

“Last time, you were but a baby." The blind admiral grins, tapping the end of his cane against the ground.

"I am Issho; many people call me Fujitora; however, you may do so too if you so desire.”

“Umm, hi,” she mutters, hiding behind her father’s legs

“She’s just a little timid” Smoker remarks as he turns to Issho, nodding slowly at him.

A small gesture, as always, placing a hand on her daughter's shoulder.

“Why are we here?” she mumbles

The tall man sighs once again and moves closer to his daughter.

He crouches down to her level again and takes hold of her shoulders with both hands.

"Reader, the man standing there, he is a Marine like me. And he is also blind.”

Reader stills at that and turns around towards Fujitora, using her devil fruit to locate him easily

“You’re also blind?”

Issho smiles widely, putting his cane down on the ground as his eyes shine.

"Yes, I am."

The admiral's smile fades as an eyebrow arches. A small hand finds its way into his and is immediately swallowed into his hand like a grain of sand.

"I don't believe I've ever met a child with a devil fruit, let alone a logia type." He chuckles softly

“Mind telling me what you are capable of?

“I...I use it to sense everything around me,to ‘see,’ but I can only do that when im on land; when I go on the ship with Dad, I become useless.”

Smoker's face softens once more as she explains herself to his coworker

"I am sorry to hear you feel useless when you cannot sense anything. However, I can assure you that you are not. It is simply a limitation that you have, but I believe you can overcome it. Do you want to know a secret?" Fujitora asks her

She nods timidly but remembers that the man before her had the same affliction as her

“Y-Yeah”

"You are more than just a devil fruit. No matter what you may lack, you still have feelings, a will of your own, and loved ones. Those things are the most important part of being human. Never forget that, young one. We should meet up later so I can discuss your training a little more in-depth. I promise you that we will find a way to make you feel more confident in yourself. Just don't give up, and never lose sight of the truly important things. I know it’s scary to be truly blind in an already dark world, but I promise you, you will get through this; I will help you.”

She stares at the man before her for a minute, tears starting to fall from her eyes as she sniffles, nodding her head

“Thank you,” she cries hugging him

Smoker smiles as her daughter embraces Fujitora , finally finding a mentor she can relate to

“Thank you,” he grumbles to Fujitora

Fujitora nods his head, his expression remaining stoic despite the kindness and affection being shown towards him

"No need to thank me. If I can do anything at all to help her overcome these struggles, it is my duty as her mentor, after all. I must prepare her to be the very best marine that she can be, even if that means I have to make some special arrangements for her."

“Mentor?”

“Fujitora is gonna teach you how to use and master Kenbunshoku Haki,” Smoker said, blowing smoke from his cigars once again

“…I have not mastered the use of it; it will help you ‘see’ even without your devil fruit, so you will be able to find your way even when you are not on land,” he finishes, taking another puff

She grins, turning around towards her dad and jumping into his arms

“Thank you, Dad! For always helping me and not giving up.”

Smoker remains silent for a moment, as if surprised by his daughter's sudden affection toward him. He then wraps his arms around her and pulls her in tight. It’s the fondness for her was clear, although his usual reserved and aloof demeanor din’t really allow for much overt affection

"You're welcome. Should we head out? I think you’ll have a busy day tomorrow.”

She nods, turning her head back to Fujitora

“Bye-bye Fujitora! I’ll see you tomorrow!”

Funitora nods, smiling at her genuinely way before saying goodbye

"Farewell, little one, you were a pleasure to meet. Rest assured that you are in the best of hands."

This is much better, sorry y’all it was killing me inside that I made such a bad piece to the point of having to delete it and deleting a request by doing so.

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@amethystviolin

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[asterias-record-shop]

hey!! i was wondering if you write for barry allen, if you do, i would like some angst maybe? only if you are up to it ofc! thank you in advance and i’m loving you finnick series <3 hope you are okay

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no anon my love, I am not okay after this ❤️ jk jk, im good! finals are coming up, and im glad you’re loving the Finnick series! sorry this took a little long, I needed to come up with some issues that weren’t cheating (I will never write cheating), also, I hope you enjoy the headcannons, im not very good at doing angst on purpose-

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“Neither of us want this to happen, but it has to and you know that.”

— Barry would say this when he wants to die for the greater good and you don’t want him to because it’s fucking stupid.

“You can’t do this, Barry! You’re not dying!”

Barry sighs. “You know that’s not how it works, honey.”

“You said that this happens because of us, right? I’ll do it, I’ll die. That work?” You stand from your chair.

“No, you have nothing to do with it, that’s the problem!” He pressed his hands into his face. “You don’t have anything to do with it, so I can’t keep you safe and I-”

“And what does it have to do with you, Barry? You don’t have to die because you can’t stop it!” You slammed your hands into the table before he groaned loudly and pressed his face into his jands.

“That’s the problem, Y/N! I do have to! I’m not fast enough so I can’t stop it-”

“But why do you have to die?!” You screamed at him. “Why you? Why can’t someone else die?!”

“Because I’m not going to let them!”

“And I’m not going to let you!” You walk around the table, quickly walking toward him. “You’re not going to die, I’m not going to let you.”

He tries to run before you put out your hand, a spark of cold running down his spine. “Y/N, don’t-”

Your ability to freeze time was going to prove useful now. “I don’t care about anyone else, Barry, I’m not going to let you die for people you don’t even know.”

His fingers flinch. “Don’t do this. Please don’t do this.”

“Well I’m not going to let you, am I?”

“We can start over, I’ll do anything you want me to, everything will be perfect - I swear. Just please… please don’t leave me.”

— Barry would say this after fucking up really bad, after he distanced himself so much he didn’t even realize that you left him.

mentions of pregnant wife, divorce, ‘we’re not getting back together’

It was the end of the world, how could he pay attention to something like a relationship? The world could end any minute, and he needed to stop it, to protect you. He hadn’t come home for the past month, spending every night at the lab or the police department.

His phone was charged but he never looked at it, there was no point. As much as he wanted to talk to you, he couldn’t, not like this.

“Barry, you need to leave,” Joe had finally said after Barry fell asleep and drooled all over the table. “Now.”

“I can’t, I can’t. Have you spoken to Y/N, I need some of her DNA to run some tests on the proton… proton, what is it?” He whispers, already forgetting the second part of the word before Joe pauses.

“You… how long has it been since you’ve spoken to Y/N? You haven’t been home in a month, Barry.” Joe says, the younger man shaking his head.

“That’s not the point, where’s Y/N? Can you call her please, she’s not picking up my calls.” Barry goes to the board, grabbing a marker before Joe caught his arm.

“You need to go home, Barry. Now.”

So he did. Reluctantly, he did. He went home, to the small house you and Barry had bought a few years ago away from the city so that you both can just stay away from all the issues going on. He was surprised when he didn’t see your car in the driveway, but when he got to the door he saw how much mail had stacked up.

His brow furrows as he slowly grabbed it, everything with his name and not yours. It doesn’t concern him as much as it should’ve, slowly opening the door. He doesn’t hear Gnocchi’s nails scratching against the floor, the large German shepherd that always ran to him when he got home absent from his usual greeting. He doesn’t hear you singing in the kitchen, making dinner like you always did after you slipped off your wedding ring so it wouldn’t get dirty.

Instead, the house is clean, and the air is stale. He doesn’t see your coat on the rack or Gnocchi’s bed near the back door, the panic finally setting in.

“Y/N? Y/N!” He ran up the stairs to your room, the bed made and obviously not slept in for a while. He ran into the closet, your racks empty and his clothes neatly folded or hung on hangers.

He goes to the restroom next, all of your makeup and skincare gone, and everything in the shower you had spent hundreds on to make sure your body was taken care of gone too. He couldn’t help himself, his breathing getting quicker as he ran downstairs to the kitchen, a glint catching his eye.

He ran toward it, your wedding ring and engagement ring settled over an envelope. He ran toward it, quickly taking the envelop before seeing divorce papers underneath it.

You weren’t a lawyer for nothing.

He quickly pulled out his phone, dialing your number just to be greeted by your mailbox saying, “Hi! This is Y/N L/N, if you’re calling for business interactions, my business number is…”

He knew your business number by memory, but your name? Your maiden name, L/N? It’s been Allen for the past four years.

Quickly, he typed in your work phone number, immediately getting the response, “Hi! This is Y/N L/N, this phone number is only functioning during the times…”

With that, he called Iris. “Iris? Iris, where is Y/N-”

“Well it’s about time you went home,” Iris finally says, sighing. “It took you what, two months?”

Two months? You’ve left him for two months and he didn’t even know it?

“Where is she?!” He couldn’t help the rise of his voice, a shaky exhale falling from his mouth. “Please, Iris… please.”

She inhaled. “I can’t… I can’t.”

“I will run around this whole city if you don’t tell me where she is.”

There wasn’t a point of hiding, not whenever your husband could quickly find you just by running over the city, and he could certainly find where you went in a second. And while making yourself tea before bed, you knew it.

“I hope you brought those papers signed,” you say loudly, stirring in the sugar. “Want this done as quickly as possible.”

You gasped when you turned around, a disheveled Barry standing in front of you. There was dark bags under his eyes, his hair going every which way and his honey glazed eyes were now gold. “Please don’t do this.”

You inhale deeply, shaking your head. You knew that if he came like this to you, you wouldn’t be able to say no. You wouldn’t be able to stand your ground, you would go back to a life where he would ignore you for days on end and would put you in harms way over and over again. You could protect yourself yes, especially with your powers, but you couldn’t. You couldn’t do it, not this time.

Your relationship wasn’t like this at first, he was your next door neighbor and you both were basically bound from the start. He would never ignore you or put you in harms way, but things change. He changed, just like you did. And you’ve gone back to him before, but this time, you couldn’t. This time, it was different.

“I’ve been gone for two months, Barry. And you didn’t even notice!” Your voice gets louder, and you could feel your heart rate spike before you inhaled quickly, trying to calm yourself.

This isn’t good, stress isn’t good.

“I know, and I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry,” he tried to step forward, but something stops him making him look down, a gasp falling from his lips. “No.”

You inhaled, holding back tears as you set down your mug and cover your mouth. “It was supposed to be a surprise,” you whisper, sniffling. “I wanted… I was planning it so cute with signs a-and a party, but you never came home.”

He looks up at you, his eyes watering. “I-It’s mine?”

Oh you couldn’t have been more pissed. You shoved him, his hands quickly attempting to grab your wrist. “Fuck you, Barry! Fuck you!”

He shakes his head immediately. “That’s not what I meant, Y/N, I’m sorry-”

“Oh no? What did you mean, Barry, what the fuck did you mean?!” You screamed at him, slamming your fists against his chest. “It takes four to six weeks to show positive on a test, twelve to sixteen weeks to start showing, you bastard! Do you really think I’d be fooling around? I have been nothing but loyal to you for my whole life, you asshole!”

He quickly grabs your wrists, shaking his head. “No, baby, don’t do that. Don’t do this, don’t , please don’t.”

You inhale sharply, quickly pulling your hands away from him. You weren’t even hitting him hard, but that was no excuse. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry,” you whisper, inhaling shakily. “I’m so so sorry.”

“No, honey, I’m sorry,” he says quickly, pulling your hands to his shoulders. “I’m so sorry, honey, I deserve that. I deserve everything, honey, but I’m so sorry. Don’t do this to me, please don’t do this to me. We can start over, I’ll do anything you want me to, everything will be perfect - I swear. Just please… please don’t leave me.”

You shake your head. “No. No, I can’t do that. I can’t.”

“No! No, Y/N, please, please. Please, I need you, I need you, don’t leave me,” he was begging, whining as he shook his head. “Please don’t leave me.”

“I can’t stay with you, Barry. I can’t, I don’t want to,” you say, even if you were lying. You wanted nothing more than to just go home with him, let him touch you and do anything you asked but you couldn’t. Not after everything he’d done to you, all the pain he made you feel. “I can’t do that. Maybe… maybe later in life, but I can’t. Not now.”

“Don’t divorce me, baby, don’t leave me! Please, please don’t go, I can’t… I can’t lose you, I can’t lose you too,” he kneeled down, crumbling to his knees as he kissed your stomach. “I can’t lose either of you.”

“They’re twins,” you say softly. “Twins. That’s why I’m showing so much.”

Oh Barry could’ve broken down then and there before you grabbed his cheek.

“Barry, I can’t. Not today. Maybe later, but certainly not today.”

**sorry for the slightly abrupt cutoff, I have a major migraine rn 😅 hope you enjoyed anon!

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Mine at First Sight - Yandere! Feitan x Reader

Warnings: Yandere Feitan x Reader, F! Reader, Virginity, Forced Infantilism, Daddy Kink, Kidnapping, mention of collaring reader, mention of noncon/dubcom

Please respect my wishes and do not engage in my work unless you are over the age of eighteen.

Look at you, poor little darling girl. Do you even know what you're getting into? He smiles at the sight of you from across the dining table, your flushed cheeks and shy expression as he grabs your hand when you wave it around for emphasis as you tell him some story. Precious. Absolutely adorable.

He wasn't a fan of dating apps. He also wasn't lonely, and before this had not had a single care about not having a warm body in his bed at night. He hadn't even been the one to message you. That had been Phinks, the other spider snorting at some message you sent him. Feitan had glanced over, accidentally seeing the message you sent in reply to a request for nudes. Oh, how innocently you gave up the information of your inexperience. Phinks wasn't the kind to be interested in slowly guiding virgins who wouldn't even send saucy pics. Feitan normally wasn't either.

He wasn't sure why you enticed him. If he needed a fuck, it was easy enough to procure one in a warm cunt of some whore trying to trade sex for her life. He had to admit he was grateful to Phinks got to ghosting you the second Feitan told him to. The other spider did have a few good laughs over Feitan being in love, but it was worth dealing with in order to not have the headache of fighting another troupe member for your hand.

"I'm done." He announced, halfway through the meal. You stop your giggly tale, face filled with humiliation.

"Oh, um, okay. No problem." He smiles again at your response. Such a delicate thing. He isn't used to finding someone so charming, especially someone so pathetic.

"Get up." He commands, and you look so confused. He doesn't give you time to argue, not wanting to have you recieve a punishment so soon. He instead walks to your side of the table and yanks you up, ignoring your startled gasp. He sat your date next to an exit on purpose, pulling you out the door before any attention is drawn to you.

"Good girl, not screaming," he praises, ignoring the whimper of fear that leaves you. "I hate this dress." You looked pretty, but he had already decided he would be in charge of everything now, including what you wore. And this whorish red dress? It was much too slutty for his princess. He produces a knife, gagging you by shoving fingers down your throat when you open your mouth to protest. You drool around them, as he slices off your dress. The cold air would make you tremble, if you weren't already squirming in fear. He can't resist fucking his fingers further down your throat, as he hauls you to the car.

Shalnark chuckles from the front seat. "Sick man," He calls Feitan with an amused and chipper tone. Feitan sits in the back with you, beginning to dress you in your new outfit as Shalnark begins to speed down the street. He forces you into a top announcing you were, 'Daddy's Princess,' and a soft pair of cotton shorts. You don't notice the words on the shirt yet as you whimper from his manhandling, drool drenching your chin when he finally yanks his fingers from your mouth. He watches in amusement when you realize, your eyes widening in terror.

"Why are you upset?" He asks, as if he doesn't know. He doesn't give you time to answer. "That's what you are now." He licks your drool from his fingers, moaning at the taste of your saliva. You're addicting. If he didn't think he would get grief for it from Shalnark, he would fuck you right now. "Speed up." He tells Shalnark.

"Calm down, she isn't going to disappear!" Shalnark laughs, but obliges him. Feitan holds you close, ignoring the look of horror on your face. When they reach the hideout, he plans on taking your virginity. He's got a pretty pink collar, just for you, and some toys sweet little girls like you like. Feitan knows training you to happily play dolls will take time, but he can't wait.

He can get a warm cunt anywhere, after all. He can cause pain whenever he want to. But his beautiful girl, with those big innocent eyes sparking up at her Daddy? His princess, whining about five more minutes to play with her toys until he shuts her up with his cock? That's something special, just between the two of you. He couldn't wait.

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